Note: this week features a deeper insight into my heroine, Sherilyn.
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The first six paragraphs from ~
Chapter Forty-two:
Sherilyn shook her sleep-tousled hair...
Sherilyn shook her sleep-tousled hair out of her eyes as she pushed herself upward. Leaning on her hands, she tried to mentally shake away the foreboding she'd awoken with.
But, that proved to be difficult. "Damn," she muttered, "it's like a heavy shroud of fog that refuses to lift."
Once she'd blinked the sleep out of her eyes, a sense of calm washed over Sherilyn. She wanted to believe that meant a good outcome, despite her intuitive warning.
However, her life had been so cruel at certain times, and so brutally disappointing, any hope she harbored remained in short supply.
Sherilyn thought of it as smaller than a mustard seed.
"Dontoya. Zance," she murmured, simply to hear their names, to know they were real.
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Wishing you shapeshifting cowboy love on the wild side...
Savanna
Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~
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