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Title: DEAD Hot
Author: Lizzie T. Leaf
Musa Publishing
Series: Dead, #5
Release Date:
October 2012
Genre: Erotic, Paranormal, Romance
Length: 101 pages 
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Sharla Gomez’s dream encounter with the man she’s lusted over for months turned into rain-soaked nightmare. Her hopes of love and passion have gone to the dogs. Being a shifter is hell, especially when you’re a Pug/Chihuahua mix, or as some call the breed, a Chug. Even dogs don’t want to be told they’re so ugly they’re cute?

Dorsey Smith wants to get to know the exotic number-cruncher in charge of the strip club’s books. Just his luck she disappeared before he could ask her out for coffee. Instead of taking home the woman he lusts for, he takes home the small, drenched dog shivering in the rain. When he discovers the animal missing the next morning and he senses magic in the air. Has his safe haven been discovered and will his secrets be revealed?

Can two people with deep secrets discover the truth about each other and still find love. Or will the secrets and the evil lurking drive them apart?

Chapter One

Damn, he’s hot!

Sharla Gomez clamped her lips tighter to stop the drool pooling in her

mouth from running down her chin as Dorsey Smith lowered the case of

beer off his shoulder. The sweat drenched T-shirt clung across his back, and

the muscles under it rippled. She clenched her thighs together. In her dreams

of the hunk, nothing obscured the bare skin of this chocolaty delight and she

could lick every inch.

“Oh, Dorsey, I need a refill.” One of the model-type chicks clustered

around the other end of the bar waved her glass and blew a wet kiss from

her injected lips.

Dumb bitch thinks she looks sexy, but that puffed up mouth makes her look more

like she kissed an offended beehive. Sharla swallowed hard to force back the bile.

Hell yes, I’m jealous! What wouldn’t I give to be one of the beauties that muscular

bartender rushes to accommodate?

Instead, she had been blessed by the gods with her Mexican grandmother’s

love of enchiladas, which also led to inheriting Grandma Gomez’s ass. From her

German grandmother, Sharla got her large boobs that helped balance her ass.

Those genetics also passed along her big blue eyes, but thanks to Oma Chen

being an open-minded kind of gal who married a Chinese man, they slanted.

Yep, life had been one big joyful event of teasing when she was a kid.

The combination of mixed genetics led to dreams of finding a male who

appreciated unique, if not downright weird.

Weird is exactly where I fall when I start trying to explain I’m a shifter. Any

normal guy runs like hell.

The only guys she’d come across outside her community who would

appreciate the shifting detail were the really kinky ones. And kinky didn’t

appeal to her.

But the guys back home didn’t appreciate her either. Most seem to think

the teasing that had followed her through her school years needed to continue.

That was the top reason she’d decided to try a big city once she had her

accounting certification in hand.

She rested her chin in her palm and watched Dorsey’s interaction with

the women. The sigh that escaped held all the longing she tried not to show.

“Girl, if the lust on your face could be bottled I’d make us both wealthy.”

Dovey slid onto the barstool beside Sharla, her gaze glued to the other end

of the bar. “He is a yummy delight. If he were a chocolate milkshake, I could

slurp him up in nothing fast.”

“For being the club’s owner, you’re a dirty old woman. Comments like that

can get you slapped with sexual harassment if the wrong person overhears.”

Dovey grinned and shrugged.

“What about your husband?”

Both women continued to gaze at the man under discussion.

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” Dovey directed her attention to

Sharla. “So, you have some papers you want to bore me with?”

Pulling her eyes away from the view that gave her hot flashes, Sharla

focused on her client. “I have your quarterly report ready for review and

signature. It needs to go out this week. You want to keep the IRS happy.” She

didn’t hide her grin at the face Dovey made. The vampire, whose club offered

a safe haven for the unusual and those who wished they were, had great people

skills, but her gift for numbers was pretty much non-existent.

“Yeah, I hear you. Can you hang around for another hour or come back

later? I have to go relieve BJ on babysitting duty. Her darling husband is dragging

her away to play vampire queen at some function.”

“Sure.” Sharla didn’t mind sitting
here and waiting. The view was wonderful.

Of course, by the time she got home tonight she’d be in a major state

of horny. She pulled her gaze away from Dorsey once more and focused on

Dovey. “You look exhausted. Both you and BJ’s schedules get crazier and you

really need to take my advice and get a nanny.”

“Right. I’ll just snap my fingers and a qualified applicant will appear. Come

on, Shar, you know how tough it is to find a nanny if you’re mortal and your

kids are normal. Try coming up with one for a pair where one floats around

the room and another disappears at will. I’ve considered a human nanny, but

my children would have them running out the door, screaming into the night.

As for immortals, they’re only interested in getting close to the friends of

the vampire king, not playing nursemaid.” Dovey leaned closer. “Would you

consider a sleepover so Aaron and I can get away for a weekend?”

Sharla managed to close her dropped jaw before yelling, “Are you frigging

nuts? Remember what happened when I stayed with your little darlings

for a few hours?”

What Dovey probably meant to be a laugh came out as more of a snort.

“How could I forget? They intimidated you to the point you shifted. I have

to admit you really are a cute Chug. Who knew a Pug and Chihuahua could

produce such an adorable offspring?”

“Right. You know my shifter control goes out the window when I’m

stressed. Look what happened to me with all the screaming and demands for

attention from your little monsters, not to mention their flo
ating and disappearing

acts. No way in hell will you get me to babysit again. My ears and tail

are still sore from all the pulling they received.”

“Oh well, I thought asking was worth a try. Catch you later. Need to run

or I’ll have Daniel in here bitching at me for delaying their departure.” Dovey

slid off the stool and headed for the stairs that would lead to her children.

Sharla thanked her lucky stars for the day she’d walked into this club. She

had been overwhelmed with all the action that happened day and night in the

big city. Her hometown — Taos, New Mexico — didn’t have nonstop activity

and the people were friendly to strangers. In New York, even the individuals

on the streets appeared to be in a world of their own.

The lack of interaction had left Sharla lonely and depressed. That had

led her to weekends filled with wandering just to get outside her small studio

apartment. Her aimless exploration of the city had led her into a new neighborhood,

and thirst had driven her through the doors of the club. Once look

around and she’d discovered a home away from home.

The deal had been sealed when Dovey come over and greeted her. The

blonde with the spiky hair had extracted Sharla’s full story in less than ten

minutes and offered her a job. She said she’d been thinking about hiring a CPA

to manage the club’s books. BJ, the woman who helped with the bookkeeping,

also did double duty in helping with the kids, and the commitments in her

personal life were making keeping up with both jobs tough.

The part-time offer turned into more business when Dovey’s brother asked

her to manage his estate. Sharla gasped when he told her the dollar amount.

Between the two, she’d been able to quit her position in a firm where she

didn’t fit in and start her own business.

“Hey, beautiful. Want another drink?”

Sharla glanced at the hand covering hers. Chills ran down her spine, and

she looked into Dorsey’s eyes — eyes that always fascinated her. Dorsey’s

eyes changed from gray-green to varying shades of green, but the thing that

spooked Sharla was the reddish tinge in the whites that appeared sometimes.

“Why not? I’m going to be here for a while it seems.”

“Good. At least I’ll have sane company at one end of the bar.” Dorsey

flashed a smile as he moved off to make her mojito.

As he muddled the mint and poured the rest of the ingredients into a

shaker, she wondered what he really was all about. At their first meeting she’d

detected that he was a shifter, but when he’d touched her hand the next time

she came into the bar, the chills that surged through her didn’t agree.

He set the drink in front of her and leaned over to say something when a

summons came from the other end of the bar. “Dorsey, I need a refill.”

His smile said sorry, but Sharla figured he had good manners and only

nodded. The reality was that he was heading back to greener pastures and

the kind of females who probably warmed his bed, not some odd looking,

big-butt gal.

She consumed more than her usual alcohol limit as she waited. After a

quick glance at her watch, she groaned. Damn, Dovey said a couple of hours, but

it’s almost closing time.

“Hey, gal.” As if reading her mind, Dovey appeared at Sharla’s side. “Can

we go through the report thing in the morning? BJ got detained and my darling

husband still isn’t home.”

“Sure.” Sharla wasn’t sure she’d be able to see the numbers, let alone

explain them. Tomorrow worked great.

“Thanks. Breakfast is on me.”

God, I hope that doesn’t mean she’s cooking. Love the woman, but she can’t cook

for crap.

“Gotta go before one of my little darlings wakes up.”

Dovey zipped back up the stairs, and Sharla decided it was time for her

to call it a night too. She pushed the half-finished drink away and laid a tip on

the bar. No need to say good night to Dorsey. He was so engrossed with the

beauties he wouldn’t hear her. Why did she torture herself by coming in here

most nights to watch him flirt with the beautiful women?

On her way out, her tipsy weave caused her to bump into Rat. The club

manager was rushing around in his usual harried manner, but reached out a

hand to steady her. She wasn’t sure if he was one of the mortals that Dovey

employed or if he fell into the immortal category.

 “Looks like someone had a few too many tonight.” Rat flashed his big

toothed grin and released Sharla’s arm. “Are you going to be able to make it

home okay?”

Sharla struggled not to teeter again. Maybe if she lightened the load it

would help. “Hey, will you stick my briefcase in Dovey’s office? We have a

meeting in the morning and I don’t want to lug it home and back again.”

“Sure.” The little man took the case and scurried toward the back of the


Wait, my keys. She started to go after Rat. Wait. I have the hidden key so

I’m good.

She stepped outside onto the littered street and pulled her blazer tighter.

Crap, cold rain. Too bad taxis avoid this neighborhood late at night.

Maybe if she waited a little the downpour would stop, but she needed

to get up early and it was already past midnight. Of all the days not to put in

her umbrella when she switched tote bags. With her out-of-control shifting,

she usually didn’t carry a bag with her most days. She didn’t bother to take

identification or credit cards unless there was a specific need. But for business

meetings, she had to carry a bag for the client’s paperwork.

The weather had been unpredictable the past few days, and the storms

chilled down the air when they rolled through. Not only would she be soaking

wet when she got home, but chilled to the bone.

What to do? What to do?

For such a smart woman, there were times when she could be awfully

wishy-washy, and that part of her trait led to stress…like now.

And stress leads to lack of control. Like now!

Damn it!

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Award winning author, Lizzie T. Leaf started life in Kansas, continued her growing in North Carolina, and currently shivers through the winters in Colorado. She has numerous e-books in varying lengths and her first print book, Struck by Lightning, won dual 2007 Beacon awards, in addition to being a finalist in two other contests.

In addition, Making Christmas, a Christmas Historical novella set during the Civil War won Love Romances Café Best Historical for 2011 and is a finalist in the Aspen Gold for Best Novella.

Beyond Magic, the first book in the Magical Love series won the 2012 Award of Excellence Best Paranormal/Fantasy/Sy-Fi, and is a finalist for Best Paranormal in the Aspen Gold. Winners are announced in mid to late October.

Since discovering the fun of writing paranormal, she plays with creating vampires, faeries and other immortals. Her current focus is the DEAD series. Musa Publishing has re-released the first four novellas in the series and DEAD Hot, a new novella, is scheduled to release in October. Emerging Magic, the second novel in the Magical Love series will also release in late October or early November with Passion in Print Press.

When not creating mischief for paranormal beings, she can be found exploring the other genres she wants to write. She also serves as the 2012 President for the Heart of Denver Romance Writers.

Lizzie loves to read, spend time with her family and travel with her best friend husband during her free time, on which most of friends ask…“what free time?”  

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1 comment

    • pc on November 9th, 2012 at 1:14 am

    Great excerpt…this is going on my to buy list!

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