Every Sunday I share Six Sentences from one of my books or current WIP
Today’s excerpt is from Hog Wild. Michael’s saved from a feral hog attack by a cougar that shifts into a hot man.
“And you’re a cougar,” Michael repeated to make certain he didn’t hit his head really hard and imagine all of that. “A were-cougar.”
The man who was beautiful the way an ice storm could be darted those striking yellow eyes down upon him. A hint of his canine appeared below those thin, pale lips. “I prefer were-puma or mountain lion. Cougar has rather…unfortunate connotations now.”
“So every full moon you don’t turn into a fifty-something socialite who paws the pool boy?” Michael said, clinging to the absurd in the face of the impossible.
Ellen Mint 