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I’ve been sharing from my soon-to-released gay shifter romance/mystery titled Prowl. In this scene, Jacqui shifted into his cat form in order to spy on the sexy new neighbor, Wyatt. A nasty little pair of Pomeranians snuck up behind him and startled into him taking refuge–on Wyatt’s shoulders. Wyatt is not happy. In the last snippet, the neighbor who owns the dogs just said “I see you’ve met Mr. Whiskers”.
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Lie! That is not my name! Although I must admit I do have impressive whiskers.
“Is this your cat?” Wyatt asked, his voice now low and dangerous.
“I think he belongs to the old lady in the Victorian on the corner.”
“So not someone I can go rant and curse at?”
“Not unless you want to give her a heart attack. Beyonce, Celine, be quiet!” The woman, a three-doors-down neighbor named Claire, made a halfhearted attempt to corral her dogs. They dodged her hand, intent on barking Jacqui off his perch and chasing him over the fence—Jacqui didn’t budge.
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Jacqui the Cat Mysteries, the cozy gay shifter romance mystery series the world has been waiting for~
Jacqui Corleone is a fashion designer, a yoga-instructor and a concerned citizen who selflessly helps the police solve crimes. Oh, and he occasionally turns into a small wild cat. Probably due to a wizard’s curse or an evil government plot to create super warriors.
Or, he’s a cat cursed to turn into a human and only the bite of a sexy alpha lion will allow him to remain in his superior form of Cat.
Jacqui does not have a split personality, but sometimes his cat personality can get rather loud.
Loud? You’re loud.
Jacqui Corleone is a cat shifter who doesn’t know why or how he turns into a cat. He lives a solitary life in Friday Harbor on San Juan Island. He’s not afraid of intimacy (yes, he is) but sensibly refrains from potentially awkward entanglements. Unfortunately, the sexy new deputy sheriff just moved in across the street and Jacqui’s vow not to get mixed up with island dudes is sorely challenged.
When the mysterious disappearance of three blue pots draws Jacqui to investigate, he’s drawn ever deeper into danger–and into the muscular but not too bulgy or veiny arms of deputy Wyatt West (you wish).
Join Jacqui (and Cat) in this new exciting and sexy gay shifter romance mystery series from bestselling author (she wishes) Alexis Duran. Coming as soon as Alexis gets her s**t together.
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Nobody loves yappy dogs. Naming them after favorite singers is a disservice to the singers.
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Well, one person’s yap is another’s….eh, I got nothing.
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LOL I can’t imagine little yappy dogs called Celine and Beyonce. I’m interested to see how this plays out.
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‘Though I must admit I do have impressive whiskers’ *snort* I love Jacqui’s thoughts.
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Thanks. He’s very fun to write. I get to channel my inner cat.
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Interesting how no one really knows who the “cat” belongs to. Nice snippet!
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I think Claire had better try a bit harder to get the dogs together. Great snippet Alexis
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This is really quite the encounter going on here! Very well written, loved the snippet.
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Haha! Perfect names for the dogs., Beyonce, Celine. It sets a certain tone which enhances this scene. Nicely done!
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LOL! What a fun exchange . . . all with Jacqui digging in for all he’s worth!
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Still love this scene!
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Little dogs are usually so high-strung… and these definitely seem out of control. I’m surprised Wyatt hasn’t peeled the cat off him, though.
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As much as I like dogs, I do not like yappers. Jacqui had better stay where he is…out of danger. Good snippet.
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