Gentleman Takes a Chance
Sarah A. Hoyt
Language: English
Pages: 496
ISBN: 1439133255
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
First Time in Paperback for the Sequel to Draw One in the Dark.
Romantic Adventure by a New Star of Urban Fantasy.
There are those living secretly among us who have the power to change their physical form from that of a human to an animal, even animals thought to be mythical, such as dragons. Throughout out the ages, these shape shifters have come together in a loose organization to protect themselves from humans—and other shape shifters. According to their code, killing another shifter is a crime, no matter if the shifter was slaughtering humans.
Kyrie Smith, a young panther shifter, must decide where she will stand: with her group or with humanity at large. And she’ll have to do it while both older shifters and her boyfriend Tom Ormson—a dragon shifter—push her from quandary to quandary and police detective Rafiel Thrall—who happens to be a lion shifter—demands her help in solving mysterious murders that he suspects have been committed by a shifter. But when Tom begins getting telepathic warnings from the Great Sky Dragon that his life is in danger, the same dragon who recently almost killed him, he and Kyrie realize that much more is involved than a homicidal shape shifter.
Someone—or something—has been killing shifters in large numbers, and the most ancient and powerful of shifters are converging on the city to find the killer. And anyone, human or shifter, who gets in their way will be eliminated without mercy. . .
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control it, any more than a human being can stop sneezing by wishing to stop. But Kyrie standing in front of him and saying "no" tore to the very center of his being and stopped the already started process. He groaned as he felt his muscles return to their normal position, his bones resume proper human shape. In this state, it was like being filleted, his body sliced by a thousand sharp knifes, but it was needed and he willed it to happen. She'd made him think even if what he was thinking was
that they were both in great trouble. The red dragon had come back to seek vengeance. And, being a triad member and therefore an outlaw, he would stop at nothing. Tom's life, Kyrie's life, their friends, the diner—all of it would be in danger. And behind Red Dragon stood the powerful, mysterious figure of the Great Sky Dragon, who had taken Tom's life only to give it back again, and whom Tom didn't even pretend to understand. But Tom stopped and thought long enough to realize that if he were to
to each other in a whisper and with a modicum of privacy. "I don't know," he said. "You figured out how to smell shifters before either Kyrie or I did. Can't you smell out shifters in the diner, and tell me how many shifters there are here?" Rafiel shrugged. "Not always. When people wear perfume, or even cologne, sometimes it's hard to tell. When I was in high school—" He stopped abruptly. "Yes?" Tom asked. Rafiel shrugged. He'd never told Tom this. He had never told anyone, not even his
they kept folded aprons to the left and the time sheets to the right. Golden eyes sparkled back at her, and she looked closer, to make out a little orange ball of fluff making his way very fast to lay possessively atop the time sheets. "It's a kitten." "Yeah," Keith said. "Not Dinner." "I don't have the slightest intention of eating him," Kyrie said, upset, as she reached in and managed to retrieve the apron before the avenging claws got her. "You know you can't have your pet here. We're not
baby." He put his hand out to her, and held her wrist. "No one will believe it, Kyrie. That picture doesn't look any better than the countless pictures of the abominable snowman. And if it did, people would say it was Photoshopped. Calm down will you? Everything is fine. And look, about the cat, if you don't want it—" "No, I always wanted a cat and he seems very nice . . . in an insufferable male feline way." "I don't know if he's a male, I just—" "Oh, he's a male, trust me. I just know." She
