Panther Curse by William Massa (Panther Man #1)
English | 2019 | Fantasy | ePUB | 1.5 Mb
Panther Curse : From Man To Monster. My name is Erik Cross. I’m an expert in extinct languages and a professor of archeology. Most of my students would call me mild-mannered. But there is a beast in all of us. And mine is about to break free.
It all started with a phone call from a beautiful archeologist. Natalia Creed needed my help translating a recently discovered manuscript. No one told me I was about to be drafted in a war that has been waging since antiquity.
A War Between Men And Monsters. Marked by a beast, I’ve become a fugitive, pursued by a secret organization of monster hunters. And I’m changing. Dark thoughts of violence fill my mind. I’m turning into a creature of the night. The voices of the wild grow louder with each passing moment. Will I be able to resist their savage call long enough to stop humanity’s greatest enemy? Or will I succumb to the panther curse?
“Michael pulled into his designated parking slot and killed the engine. For a moment they sat in excited silence. He leaned over, caressed Sheryl’s cheek, and then lightly brushed his lips over hers. His kisses were soft and teasing at first, probing and exploratory. It had been a few months since he’d shared his bed with someone, and as his hand explored Sheryl’s bare leg, he felt his body responding, his passion building.
He lost all sense of time as they made out, his senses entirely focused on the woman next to him. Almost entirely. He wanted to lose himself in those luscious lips and ample curves, but a part of him couldn’t relax, couldn’t take off his armor. Out here in the car, they remained exposed and vulnerable. He needed another drink and the safety of the four walls of the apartment .
“Want to continue this somewhere more comfortable?”
“I thought you’d never ask,” Sheryl replied with an eager grin.
Michael stepped out of the car and opened the door for his new friend. She leaned into him, and they sauntered, arm in arm, toward the waiting elevators.”