Shifters Madness: Lucia's Story

By Cadence Michaels

M/M/M/F Paranormal Romance, Shapeshifter Romance, Menage trois

The weekend was supposed to be a relaxing getaway from school and work, but it turned into a nightmare.
The worst thing that was supposed to happen was Lucia dealing with her annoying friend who had insisted on coming with her. Instead, she was attacked by a shifter, changed against her will, gain's a stalker and three handsome suitors claiming she is their true mate.
What's a girl to do with all the madness surrounding her, and how does she survive in this new and violent world she's been forced into?

Follow Lucia's story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cadence Michaels
• Release date: Feb 21, 2012
• ISBN: 9781466050945

Cadence Michaels

Cadence Michaels was born and raised in St. Louis, Missouri and has traveled all over the United States. While in high school she was an exchange student, spending a few weeks in Germany and Austria learning about new cultures and making awesome new friends which inspired her creative juices.She has always had a love for writing stories which has spanned from elementary, Jr. High on through High school, college, and present.Cadence Michaels attended College to pursue a career in computer networking, but found that her passions lay elsewhere. She enjoys writing stories on paranormal romance, science fiction, amongst other genres where the hero and heroines aren’t the typical knights in shining armor, and the adoring woman, but so much more.It wasn't until she shared her stories with family and friends, who enjoyed her stories immensely, and encouraged her to get her books published. One such response was, "Your book reads like a movie." from a younger sister.And Candence told her, "Of course it does. I only write books on movies I would love to see, but no one has come up with yet, LOL."Cadence Michaels personal quote, "When books are read, they should play out like a movie in your mind, but if they don't then it's not a good book."Cadence Michaels currently divides her time between taking care of her adorable two cats and finishing up her full-length novel series Natures child Book One The Awakening, Natures Child Book: Two The Gathering, Natures Child Book Three New Life, and Natures Child Book Four Destiny along with many other titles.So, you guys should definitely look forward to some exciting reading.Side note:I just want to say thank you for purchasing my books, and I hope you have enjoyed each and every story.

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Shifters Madness: Lucia’s Story

By Cadence Michaels

Copyright 2011 Cadence Michaels

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M/M/M/F Paranormal Romance, Shapeshifter Romance, Menage trois

The weekend was supposed to be a relaxing getaway from school and work, but it turned into a nightmare.

The worst thing that was supposed to happen was Lucia dealing with her annoying friend who had insisted on coming with her. Instead, she was attacked by a shifter, changed against her will, gain's a stalker and three handsome suitors claiming she is their true mate.

What's a girl to do with all the madness surrounding her, and how does she survive in this new and violent world she's been forced into?

Follow Lucia's story.

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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

About the Author

Cadence Michaels was born and raised in St. Louis, Missouri and has traveled all over the united states as well she was an exchange student in high school where she spent a few weeks in Germany and Austria learning about new cultures and making new friends. She has always had a love for writing stories which has spanned from elementary, Jr. High on through High school and present.

Cadence Michaels attended Hickey College to pursue a career in computer networking but found that her passions lay elsewhere. She enjoys writing stories on paranormal romance and science fiction amongst other genres where the hero and heroines aren’t the typical knights in shining armor, but so much more.

She now divides her time between taking care of her adorable two cats and finishing up her full-length novel series Natures child Book One The Awakening, Natures Child Book Two The Gathering, and Natures Child: Book Three New Life, and Natures Child: Book Four Destiny along with many other titles.

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Chapter 1

Lucia, are you sure you know where you are going? This is the second time you have had to stop and turn around and go in the opposite direction. Monica asked her warily.

Lucia quickly glanced in Monica’s direction, a startled gasp escaping between her lips as she looked at her, I thought you were sleeping. Lucia said, noticing Monica’s eyes were still closed, her breathing even and posture relaxed.

Her eyes still closed, she shrugged, Nope, just resting my eyes. So, when are we going to get there? I am sick and tired of being in this car. Monica asked in a bored, bland tone.

Why did she have to say yes to this ungrateful wench? She wanted to scream but held her temper in check and instead pointed to the sign up ahead. Look, there’s the sign. I told you I knew where I was going, although I also told you we shouldn’t have stopped at that stupid burger joint. It’s hard driving these back roads at night and easy to get turned around. Lucia told her as she turned down the gravel lane that would lead to her tiny cottage.

She had recently inherited the cottage from her late grandmother’s estate, along with a healthy insurance policy netting her a comfortable sum. She didn’t need to worry for anything now.

Yes, but I thought you came here a lot when you were growing up. Shouldn’t you know it like the back of your hand? You are always so full of shit. Monica said irritably, blowing out a heavy puff of air.

Lucia blinked in surprise at her words, stopped the car, placed it in park then turned her head to look at Monica, her ire rising, Excuse me. I can’t help it if it’s been like 6 years since I’ve last been here! Cut me some slack. You’re the one who wanted to come with me ok. I don’t recall inviting you so just back the hell off or you will be sleeping outside for the duration of our stay. Lucia threw back. She so did not want to put up with her stank attitude the whole weekend and didn’t have a problem making good on her threat.

Whatever. Monica shot back, rolling eyes.

God, you always have to have the last word don’t you. Lucia grumbled, sighing heavily, not wanting to get into a further argument with her.

Better believe it. Monica said smugly, pursing her lips in supreme arrogance.

Lucia’s hands tightened on the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white. She wanted to slap her around a few times but reigned in her temper by just a thread. She took a deep calming breath before she turned back to face the road, switched the car into drive and continued on their course.

I can do this, I can do this she repeated over and over in her mind until she was once again cool, calm and collected.

They pulled up in front of the tiny cottage some 10 minutes later, both girls quickly exiting the car and stretching their arms and legs, relieving the kinks in their joints from sitting for so long.

It feels so good to be able to stretch. I forgot how long it took to get here. Lucia moaned as she popped her neck, sighing in pleasure at the release of built-up pressure.

Yeah, I know what you mean. Though I slept through most of the drive. she said with a small smile, lip quirked to the side snidely.

Lucia ignored her, walking up to the front door and reached inside her bag, pulled out her key and unlocked the door then quickly covered her nose, doubling over and gagging at the foul odor coming from within the cabin. Seeing that her hand wasn’t masking the smell well enough she grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her mouth and nose then slowly eased her way inside the tiny living room searching for the source of the odor. It smelled like rotten meat and spoiled milk. It was rank.

What the hell is that stink Lucia? Monica asked following behind her.

Lucia turned and glared at her, shaking her head in disbelief. How the heck should I know when I just got in here? She said angrily, rolling her eyes before turning back to look around the room.

As she walked toward the kitchen the rancid odor got stronger. Glancing around the kitchen she froze, barely able to hold in her dinner, the burger churning in her stomach. Lying on the floor to her left was a dead squirrel with flies swarming around it and maggots coming out of its mouth, the stomach sunk in like someone had stepped on it.

It was the most awful, disgusting thing she’d ever seen and she was sure the image would remain stuck in her head for quite awhile. She heard a squeak behind her and turned to give Monica a piece of her mind but stopped when she saw how pale she was turning and quickly ushered the girl back outside. If Monica vomited then she would as well and that was just not going to happen.

Stay here and take deep breaths. I’ll go in and take care of it. Lucia told her, though she far from wanted to do the deed herself but knew that between the two of them she was the strongest when it came to handling this situation.

She pulled her shirt back up to her nose, squared her shoulders and went back inside the house. Walking into the kitchen once more, avoiding directly looking at the dead animal she grabbed a trash bag from under the sink, and donned a pair of thick gloves. She walked over to the dead animal, staring at it with utter disgust before opening the trash bag.

Eewwhhh. I don’t want to touch it. She moaned, averting her eyes as she stuck her hand inside the trash bag, stopping at the bottom. She next bent down and picked up the animal, flipped the trash bag in over itself and quickly tied it in a knot then placed it in a second bag and took it outside to the garbage can out back. She came back inside, removed her gloves then washed her hands and lastly opened all the windows in the kitchen and living room to get some fresh air flowing inside.

Ok Monica, it’s all taken care of. Lucia told her.

Are you going to mop and wash everything down? I am not coming into that kitchen until it is sterilized. She complained.

Lucia sighed. This was already shaping up to be a crappy weekend. All she had wanted to do was come out to the country and relax. Her midterms were done and she finally had some free time from the club she worked at, not that she really needed to work right now with her grandmother’s insurance policy, along with what her parents left her but she didn’t want to dip into the funds. She had them invested in interest baring accounts as well as she owned shares in a few companies that netted her hefty sums annually.

Well? Monica asked from the front room doorway.

Well, what? she snapped.

Are you going to sterilize the kitchen or not? Monica asked again, this time with an even bigger attitude, her hands on her hip as she glared at her.

Lucia huffed, folding her arms defensively, cocking her hip as she laid into her. Why the hell do I have to do that? I threw the animal away, which was the hard part. You can at least mop the floor and wipe everything down with bleach and water. She had planned to mop the floor and wipe the counters down but since Monica was running her mouth she could just do it herself.

But this is your place and I’m the guest. She pouted, stumping her foot in agitation, clearly not expecting that answer.

Lucia ignored her, storming past her and out of the house heading to her car. Once there she started pulling out her bags with extra clothes, bedding and snacks then looked up to see Monica still standing at the door watching her with a look of incredulity.

What! Isn’t there something you should be doing? Lucia shouted, losing her temper.

Nothing, fine, I’ll do it alright. She said, and then stormed inside the house, back ramrod straight with indignation.

Lucia was done putting up with her spoiled ass and shoved past her as she stalked into the living room, set her bags in the corner then walked down the hallway peering in rooms, familiarizing herself with the cottage once more.

She looked in the room her grandmother used to occupy. Everything looked neat and tidy, a little dusty perhaps but otherwise in good condition. She looked in the other room across from the bathroom and saw that one was pretty much the same, though smaller and decided that would be Monica’s room. Lastly she checked the bathroom, saw that it needed a little more work and decided she would give it some attention before going to bed.

Lucia walked into the living room glancing around giving it a cursory once over. The room was tiny but neat. There was a small wooden sofa with blue and red checkered fabric, a small wooden table on either side with a rocking chair across the room in the corner next to an outdated record player with records underneath. The room needed to be dusted and the furniture re-polished but otherwise it was in good condition. She would do that tomorrow.

She walked into the kitchen, pausing when she saw Monica with a towel wrapped around her mouth and nose busy wiping everything down with straight bleach making her eyes water and her nose and throat burn when the fumes hit her.

Uh ever heard of water? Why didn’t you dilute it? You’re going to have the whole house smelling like bleach now, not to mention ruining the polish on the floor.. She said curiously, fanning her face and coughing. She felt like her breath was being stolen.

It’s better in its pure form. It sanitizes and kills everything. She said, her voice muffled, barely audible through the towel covering her face.

Okay, just make sure you keep the windows open so the place can air out. Oh, and about sleeping arrangements. I am going to take the room at the end of the hall, yours is across from the bathroom. She told her, grabbing up some cleaning supplies and heading out of the kitchen, quickly walking towards the bathroom to clean. Once inside she closed the door to block the smell of bleach that was slowly traveling throughout the house.

After an hour and a half, the bathroom