Title: Wildfire: A Paranormal Mystery with Cowboys and Dragons
Author: Mina Khan
Release Date: September 20, 2013
Make sure you check out the excerpt below - the description of her shifting is one of the best I've seen.
Lynn Hana Alexander is a 25-year-old Japanese American shape shifter haunted by guilt. She's been questioning herself and her dragon abilities ever since she failed to save her grandmother.
When her best friend is threatened by mysterious fires burning up acres of West Texas, Lynn rushes to her rescue, determined not to fail her friend as well. However, with a tempting firefighter, a flirty city developer and dragon pheromones distracting her, how is she going to find the arsonist?
And worse: is her primary suspect a malicious rogue dragon or the love of her life?
Excerpt from Wildfire:
Fear incinerated sleep, left her mouth tasting of ash.
Lynn Alexander's parched throat ached. Her mind plucked at reason. She'd been dreaming of fire again. Wild, angry flames. Billowing smoke. A faint voice pleading for help. Through it all, someone - something - watched her. Waited.
"Come here." Another voice, dark and intimate, had commanded from the depths of the fire. "Come here, little girl."
Then a man's face emerged from the smoke and flames. Strong and grim with rugged angles, sensuous lips and intense green eyes that glittered with blistering heat.
Panic pressed on her windpipe. Lynn wrenched her head sideways, blinked back tears and stared at the pebbled texture of the wall next to her bed. Ragged breath caught in her lungs and she focused on the present to escape the grasping remnants of the dream. She turned in to the soft swish of the fan, the quiet roar of the air conditioner, the wild thrashing of her heart.
A nightmare. The same damn nightmare she'd been having all week.
An insidious whisper echoed in her head: Not a dream. A vision.
Like before, like when her grandmother died.
Dread rolled through her, cold and certain.
Who was the mysterious man? The person in trouble or the murderer she hunted? A prickly knowing grew inside her, jamming at the base of her throat. The tightness turned needle sharp, and then popped. A single thought formed: Save Jen.
Tangled in bed sheets she twisted around to snatch her cell from the nightstand. The clock blinked three a.m. in poison green numerals. Jen would be mega-pissed if the phone woke her at this ungodly hour in the middle of a work week for no reason. Worry itched between Lynn's shoulder blades. But what if this was a true warning? She'd rather risk her best friend's wrath than her life.
Clutching the phone, she speed dialed Jen. No answer. Pick up the phone. Pick up the damn phone.
After six rings. she snapped the phone shut and threw off the covers. Lynn leapt out of bed, and stripped out of her sweaty clothes. She grabbed the backpack she always kept ready by her bedside, shoved the phone into a front pocket, and slipped her arms into extra-long straps. She knew she shouldn't risk exposure, but she had to get to Jen. Protect her from whatever danger threatened.
Naked, she rushed to to French doors and threw them open. The cool October breeze embraced her and dried the sweat clinging to her skin. She stared into the night, glad of the darkness. Being one of the rare shape-shifters in the family garnered her a room with rooftop access. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the dank smell of the bayou and sumoned the change.
Heat crackled across her skin, filled her mind, as blue-green scales rippled over her body giving her tan a bronze sheen. Lynn's core dissolved to molten lava, reformed and hardened. Muscles stretched and grew stronger, bones pushed and molded to flesh. Nubs emerged from her back, elongated and flared into wings. A deep burn spread from her gut, igniting cell after cell, until she shook like a live wire juiced on raw power.
Her leathery wings flailed behind her as she stumbled around a bit before settling into the new weight. One would think a five foot one and half-inch Asian American woman would transform into a delicate, miniature-poodle type of dragon. Not so. In dragon-form, Lynn was seven feet of sharp scales, sinuous muscle and steely strength.
She raised her face to the moon and launched from the roof. Below her, Buffalo Bayou wound through downtown Houston glittering like a new of diamonds under the silver moonlight. The tremendous beat of her wings drowned out her worries for a moment.
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