Giant snakes, Hell-hounds, intergalactic police -- when
can sexy shifters find time for love?
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“Really?”
A long, forked tongue slithered out
of the sewer pipe and retreated back between a squared-off, light brown snout.
“I got ssssscared.”
Detective Ralph Littlejohn put hands
on hips and glanced toward his partner, the eminently biteable Detective Petra
Kline. She pinched
Published on September 30, 2012 12:07