A Were-Cat Christmas
by Dakota CassidyMeet Frankie Lane — trapped in her Persian cat form, homeless, lost, stuck in a Dumpster in the back of a Chinese restaurant just before Christmas.
Sucks to be her.
Enter Glynice the savior and all ’round pushy broad — secretary to workaholic Sam Carsters, who spends more time devoted to his law practice than enjoying life. Determined to give Sam a reason to come home at night, Glynice rescues Frankie and deposits her on Sam’s desk at his house as an early Christmas gift.
In a cage.
With a big red bow around her neck.
Meet Sam Carsters — criminal defense attorney, and proud new owner of his very own cat who’s half human, rockin’ hot and can’t seem to hang onto her human form unless she’s engaged in a little thing called mating fever. And engage they do…
Frankie’s run away from the restraints her culture places on her and the mate who’s been chosen as hers. A mate she doesn’t want, but desperately needs in order to keep herself erect. Sam’s just run away from emotional involvement and anything that has to do with a social life outside of his work.
Frankie needs a place to stay while she figures out what to do about her intended mate and that the guy whose desk she ends up on is hawt and makes her out of control hormones meow? Well, hoorah, baby.
My personal favorite lately is shapeshifter stories. Add to that some rocking sex scenes and some romance and you’ve got one great read.
The fact that Frankie is running away from having to mate with someone she absolutely finds icky makes the first sex scene kind of hilarious. The “curse” of being a werecat means mating with someone and that someone happens to be Sam Carsters at a most inopportune moment. Considering they start out as strangers who mate out of necessity, following their blossoming relationship kept me reading page after page.
I think this short story could definitely be turned into a full length book considering the subject matter. I want to read more after reading this.
Reviewed by: Snowdrop
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