Two women. One secret. And a chance of a lifetime for redemption?
Lynx shifter Kelly White tries everything to rekindle the flame back into her marriage. As a successful litigation lawyer, her brilliance in the courtroom is no compensation for her haplessness in bed. Kelly is afraid she's going to lose her husband, Andi, if she doesn't do something about it soon.
Nicolla Evers, a fiery kitty-cat, lives a glamorous life as a famous adult movie actress. Behind the camera and stardom, she's unhappy and yearns to get out from the industry to live a normal life. The problem is her abusive manager Harry has her in a tight grip, leaving Nicolla practically enslaved.
One morning, in a wicked twist of fate, the two shifters accidentally switch bodies. Will the two finally find the life they really want? Or is it only the beginning of an unstoppable sex fiasco?
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal sex, sex with multiple partners, MFM menage and light BDSM.
Publisher's Note: This book has previously been released under a different title by another publisher. It has been revised and reedited for release with Totally Bound Publishing.
General Release Date: 23rd August 2013
Kelly White suspected something had gone terribly wrong when she woke up. For one, her breasts had never looked this big. No, they were actually huge. She couldn’t help but notice them the moment she opened her eyes. In a dream-like state, she wondered if a breast fairy had given her a surprise visit last night, and when her rational thoughts sorted her state of mind in order, panic seized her in a tight grip.
But that wasn’t the only problem she had. When she slipped out of bed, she saw her legs had become long and slender. Supermodel legs. Her skin had turned the colour of golden honey. Outrageous! She was one of those women who looked so pale, she made a ghost look tanned by comparison. And she never got a tan either, she only got sunburnt. What the hell is going on with me?
She scanned her surroundings. It wasn’t her bedroom. She’d woken up in someone else’s place. The bedroom was painted dark red, and it was tacky with all the fringes and velvet draperies. The period furniture looked like it might have come straight from a museum. In the corner, an ornately carved vanity with a large mirror caught her attention. Kelly dashed to it to find out what was wrong with her. She screamed when she saw her own reflection.
The stranger in the mirror shrieked back at her. Kelly didn’t recognise herself anymore—she’d become a totally different woman. She was normally petite, but now she’d become a tall blonde with a curvaceous, lithe body that any woman would kill for. Her brown eyes had turned a sultry green and her thin lips had become sensuous and pouty, like those models on a lipstick commercial. She felt her face, pinching her cheeks to be sure she wasn’t dreaming.
This can’t be real. I must be dreaming. She slapped her face just to make sure. Darn. It hurt. What’s happened to me? Kelly’s heart was thundering so hard she thought she was going to have a heart attack any second now. She slowed her breathing, trying to be calm. Relax, Kelly, get a hold of yourself. There’s must be an explanation for this.
"What’s with all the screaming?" a sleepy male voice came from the bed.
Kelly started. She whirled around so fast she tripped on the vanity bench. She came crashing down like a blasted drunkard.
The man’s head poked out from under the tangled duvet. "Kitten, are you okay?"
Kelly was cursing about her clumsiness until she saw the man she’d spent the night with in that bed. Her jaw dropped. The man was a golden god, head-to-toe of absolute perfection. He was muscled, with a sun-kissed body that was inadequately covered with the thin sheet. God, he was naked. Kelly blushed. His pale-gold eyes shone cat-like in the dark room. His blond, elbow-length hair, so lush and thick, fell onto his chest as he leaned up to find what was going on. And again, the man was freaking naked.
Oh, my God! Kelly went into panic again. She’d spent the night with a man who wasn’t her husband. She was doomed. And what made it more doomed—she was also naked. She didn’t sleep in the nude because she’d never liked the feeling of being bare-skinned. Kelly’s glance darted to a nearby chair and saw a crumpled towel. She snatched it in a hurry and made herself decent.
"Nick, are you okay?" The golden god scrambled up to sit. "You look pale, love."
Nick? So her name was Nick now? Outrageous. She was Kelly White, JD, attorney-at-law. Sometimes, people thought she was a bit prudish, but she could live with it. She knew she could be attractive, but she’d never indulged in playing up her appearance because she thought people should judge her by her personality. Her entire life was one of meticulous planning. She’d never done anything scandalous like this before, like waking up in a stranger’s bed, buck-naked, in another woman’s body—which, she noted, had the most fantastic set of knockers she’d ever seen.
"Nicky!"
She jumped. The golden man slipped off the bed and padded over to her.
"Don’t tell me you’re high again already. We have a shoot this afternoon, remember?"
Shoot? High? Wait a minute, did he mean high as a drug addict? Great. Now she was a junkie too?
"Kitten, I’m worried about you." He touched her shoulders, helping her to stand, his tone tender and affectionate. "What’s wrong? You’ve been awfully quiet since last night."
Kelly cleared her throat, fumbling with an answer. "Do I know you?"
"Really, that joke has never gotten old." With one effortless sweep, he pulled her into his arms, cocooning her in a tight hug. His body felt warm, welcoming, scented with his musky male cologne. She could feel his growing erection. But then she also sensed something else about him. Something feral. Primal. Then it hit her. He was a shifter, the feline kind.
Bengal.
Kelly started to get an idea of where she was now. She must be in District One, the place where the government had rounded together folks who weren’t ‘Normie’, slang for regular people, so they could monitor their Misfits citizens’ every move.
Uh-oh. This wasn’t good. Her body tensed. She spun, trying to think of an excuse to get herself out of this situation. Strangely, another part of her didn’t want to. She felt some unexplainable sense of comfort being embraced like this. It had been a while since she and Andi, her husband, had been in an intimate situation. A very long while, to be honest. With their hectic schedules, she and Andi had drifted so far apart over the years, they had become almost strangers.
Kelly heard the golden god purr. He kissed the top of her head, mumbling some endearments that sounded so lovely to her ears. She shivered with anticipation as goosebumps crawled over her skin. Her nipples hardened and a wanton ache stirred below her belly. Fevered heat rushed through her veins. Her inner cat started to get restless and wanted a piece of the action. She could feel her nails elongate into claws at the touch of another shifter.
Hello, my name is Lizzie. I'm a simple gal, love watching TV, playing guitar, and enjoying chocolate and spicy food. I have been writing as long as I can remember. Originally I want to be a horror writer, like my hero Stephen King. But I find writing smut is more fun than writing dismembered body parts. I also want to be a ninja but I heard the pay is peanut. Plus my HMO does not cover throwing star accident. Wanna send me an email? Drop me a line at lizzie@iLizzie.com
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