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Eva Lefoy, one of the Silken Sheets & Seduction authors. Thanks for
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To Capture a
Yeti is my second shifter story. My first was a wolf, but this story involves
that most elusive of creatures – a Yeti!
I first
became interested in the idea of a Yeti romance while watching YouTube videos
about climbing Mt. Everest. There I was, in the 100-degree heat, watching
videos about people literally freezing up on top of the world’s tallest
mountain. I wondered what type of creature could survive in that environment
and came up with a Yeti!
Yeti’s are
also called the Abominable Snowman, or, in the U.S., Bigfoot. How bit they are
if they really exist is the topic of hot debate. Some researchers say they are
descendants of giant apes. Others say they are an evolutionary offshoot of
humans. Whatever they truly are, I
figured they could also be sexy and if they’d survived this long, then they
might also have super-secret technology as well.
Pete, my
Yeti shifter, shows us that is exactly right. The Yeti’s have transporters and
they have their own healing abilities and other rituals as well. They also have
a high sex drive and are always searching for their mate!
Kaylee, the
heroine, is determined to prove to the world that Yeti’s exist. But after
meeting Pete, she discovers some secrets might be better kept to herself and
Pete’s true nature is one of them!
Excerpt:
“Stay
here. I’ll make a fire. You need to get warm.” He brushed a hair from her
forehead with more tenderness than she’d expected. His gaze locked onto hers
for a few seconds before he snapped his attention away and stalked toward the
fireplace.
But
by then it was already too late. The dark and heady mix of desire and anger in
his eyes had burned through her, singing her heart and leaving her raw. She
clutched her hands over her chest, chilled by Pete’s sudden withdrawal. What
the hell was his problem? Then it dawned on her. Pete, like a lot of other
people, thought she was crazy for thinking Bigfoot was real. He probably wanted to sit her down and give her a stern
talking to. Tell her to go home and forget such nonsense. Well, she knew what
she’d seen. She wasn’t leaving. “I saw one, you know.” When he made no reply
she added, “A Yeti.”
Pete’s
back went stiff and he put down the stick he’d been using to poke the fire. “No
you didn’t. They don’t exist, Kaylee.”
“Yes
I did. He rescued me from the avalanche.”
Pete
swiveled on his toes, turning halfway toward her. “That was me, Kaylee. You
were hallucinating, that’s all.”
Her
mouth fell open. Of all the nerve. Lying right to my face! “I know what I
saw, Pete. It wasn’t you.”
He
rose, shaking his head. “You’re lucky to be alive right now, Kaylee. Give up
this fantasy of yours and get some sleep. Things will appear more rational in
the morning.”
Was
he telling her to shut the fuck up? So he
does think I’m crazy? Asshole. What a jerk. I’ll show him. I’ll… She swept
the covers off and plunged her feet toward the floor. Caught in the heat of the
moment, her adrenaline spiking, she shot to standing with her fists out and
fury close to the surface. I’ve had
enough of these non-believers. She took a step and teetered. The room did
that spinny thing again and she sank into a downward spiral.
Pete
appeared from nowhere, his arms circling her waist and shoulders. “Easy now.”
“You
take that back. I did see a Yeti. I did!” Her hands were still fisted, but her
voice lacked venom. She sagged into the comfort of his embrace again, telling
herself this was the last time she would let this man hold her. But when she
looked up at his face, all her anger melted.
The
searing intensity of his eyes shot sparks of green and amber toward her. His
arms clutched her tighter than necessary, crushing her body to his. She had no
way and no desire to escape. Every place their bodies met, hers heated, and his
hardened cock pressed into her thigh. Already primed and aroused, a thundering
wave of desire crashed over her, causing her to let out a breathy moan.
“Kaylee,”
he groaned. “Please, don’t do that.”
Author Bio and Contact:
Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a
certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking.
One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go
travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for
the sake of future explorers.
