Happy March, everyone! This week’s theme is about the ladies who carry our stories. They’re funny, smart, beautiful, kick-ass, yet flawed like everyone else. Our heroines can handle their men yet still be a total goddess-bitch in the feminine department.
So here’s a bit of sass without being crass from one of my favorite heroines, Neesia and Niah Pryde, African lion shifters from Spirit of the Pryde (an Erotic Dreams Reader’s Choice award winning novella). Spirit of the Pryde is Neesia’s book. Niah’s book, Niah’s Pride is coming in May 2013. Can’t wait!
Enjoy and then find the other fabulous Snippet Saturday authors via the links at the bottom of the post!
by TJ Michaels
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And it sounds pissed! Niah growled as they broke into a mad dash toward the snarled screams.
Hitting their bellies at exactly the same time, their golden brown coats were camouflaged by the grass and brush. Instinctive hunters, they moved into position for a coordinated ambush.
Neesia lifted her head, got her prey in sight and prepared to take this asshole down. One good look at his ugly maw explained plenty. Devon Lane. Hell! A bounty they’d hunted and nearly caught until a freak accident saw him take a tumble off a cliff in the Appalachian Mountains. They thought he’d died in the fall. But here he was, in the flesh. Son of a bitch.
Too much attention on Pryde ranch was detrimental to their very lives. And this idiot had done plenty to shine the spotlight on them. And nobody, nobody endangered her sisters!
Whoa! What the hell was Jason doing out here? The Were landed a staggering blow, and was now moving in for the kill.
Hold, Niah! It’s Jason! Neesia spoke urgently into her sister’s head.
I see him! Niah gasped. What the hell is he doing out here?
We’ll ask him after we save his ass. Let’s go.
The sisters attacked. Neesia’s muscles bunched powerfully as she sprang into the air, massive teeth and claws bared. Flying into the rogue Were, she threw all of her heavily muscled bodyweight into the blow. Hitting him square in the chest, she sank her teeth into his throat as Niah plowed into his legs, taking him down.
Biting, tearing through the thick, tough flesh of the raging beast. Blood loss and severe injuries soon had him facedown on the ground gasping as his lifeblood ran into the dirt.
Done playing around? Niah panted with a quirky grin only a lioness could deliver.
Definitely. Let’s finish this, Neesia growled. Together they moved in on the downed Were and relieved him of his head. He shifted back to his human form just as his heart stopped beating.
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