If Wishes Came True
If Wishes Came True
Genre(s): Paranormal Romance, Red Hots
Length: Short Story
Samhain Publishing | Amazon US | Amazon UK
Sometimes magic is the only way to break down the barriers to love.
Maddy Langton has been in lust with fellow undercover detective, Rafe West, for two years. Although they enjoyed a brief sexual encounter during an undercover surveillance, Maddy ran from Rafe before her lust for him jeopardized her career…and because bad boy Rafe loves his women blonde and gorgeous—everything she’s not.
When Maddy helps a couple of Buddhist monks, the grateful monks give Maddy a ring and ask her to make a wish. Maddy wishes to be the blonde with Rafe. And when she puts on the ring, that’s what she suddenly becomes.
Willing to do anything to spend a night with him, Maddy lets Rafe believe she’s his beautiful companion. But does Rafe really want her or the beautiful blonde she’s become?
Reviews
4 ½ Lips from Two Lips Reviews:
“If you’re a fan of M. Night Shyamalan movies (The Sixth Sense, Village, etc.), you’ll love this book and never forget it. It’s fantastic!”
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4 Clovers from CK2s Kwips & Kritiques:
“Ms. Kane has packed enough heat and sexual tension to power a third world country for the night! Maddy and Rafe are interesting characters and the chemistry between them is evident from the beginning and the paranormal twist is unique and adds to the story. The added paranormal element is a fresh addition and the way she used it made the story pop.”
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4 Angels at Fallen Angel Reviews
“I just loved the action and the heat in this book… Rafe is a man that anybody would fall in love with, not only for his handsome blue-eyed looks, but he is definitely man enough for any task that falls in his lap. Loved it!”
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4 Hearts at The Romance Studio
“The story is … hot and your ultimate wildest erotic dream.”
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Excerpt
Maddy had hated that Rafe had been there, distracting her with his good looks. After a week of unmitigated boredom he’d begun to tell her stories to pass the time, stories about his family and incidents from childhood, stories about busts that had gone well and others that had him convinced he’d never live through them.
Hell, he’d even shown her his scars. Axe wound to the back of his head from an enraged suspect, ten stitches. Knife wound across the ribs from a ten-year-old crack addict, seventeen stitches.
He’d lifted his shirt for her to have a look at the jagged scar across his ribs. She’d stared at his six-pack and the fine cover of blond hair disappearing into the waist of his trousers. Oh, man.
Then he’d teased her into showing him hers.
“I don’t have any.” She turned bright red. He wasn’t seeing that one.
“Come on, Langton, I know you have one.”
“No, I don’t.”
“Yes, you do.”
“How would you know?”
“Cops talk, you know that.”
“So who’s been blabbing?”
“Luke Nelson’s not known for his discretion.”
“Luke’s a cretin.”
“Come on, Langton. I’ve shown you mine. Fair play.”
She hesitated, then shrugged. “Only in the spirit of fair play.”
Maddy undid the buttons on her jeans and slid them over her hips. She pointed out the scar on her inner thigh.
“Gunshot wound from a trigger-happy junkie during a raid, twenty-one stitches.”
Rafe leaned in for a closer look. “That looks nasty. I heard you almost died.”
“It wasn’t that bad.”
“I hope you plugged the arsehole.”
“He’s doing a ten stretch. He won’t pass parole, the guys will make sure.”
“If I’d been there I would’ve nailed him.”
“What are you so mad about?”
“Just look what he did to you. The fucking creep.”
Maddy stared at the shiny skin of the scar on her thigh. “It’s not that bad, for God’s sake.” Then, as realization dawned, a burning heat started up the back of her neck. “And you’re only upset because I’m a woman, aren’t you? You’re such a fucking throwback, West.”
She began to pull up her jeans, struggling when the tight material clung to her skin. Rafe grabbed her wrist to still her furious tugging.
“Come on, Maddy. You expect me to be happy about seeing this? He almost killed you. As it is he scarred you for life.”
“Listen, arsehole, you expect me to ooh and ahh over your stupid battle scars but when I show you mine you come over all self-righteous.” She slapped at his hand. “I’m not one of your moronic blonde bimbos, all right? I can take care of myself. Now leave me the fuck alone!”
Instead he captured both wrists and hauled her towards him. She stumbled to her knees, struggling as he tried to hold her still. Tears sprang into her eyes and quivered on her eyelashes. Oh, shit, she was such a girl!
“I’m sorry, Maddy, all right?” He enveloped her in a bear hug. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
Rafe’s unexpected concern sent the tears spilling over her cheeks. Soon she was sobbing into his shoulder, her nose pressed against hard, warm muscles. Luxuriating in the strength of his arms wrapped around her body, Maddy turned her head and rested her lips against the warm pulse beating in the powerful column of his neck. And licked.
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