A Girl's Best Friend: The Shaman's Curse: A Sexy Magical Shapeshifter Paranormal Romance

By Cara B. Connor

Pamela Thornton is 26 years old and has spent most of her life struggling. But just when things are turning around for her, her abusive father re-enters the picture. Her friend Logan is a tall, muscular shoulder for Pamela to cry on, but he is selfish and often takes her feelings for granted. 
Will her best friend be able to help her when she needs him the most? She tried being sweet but it didn't work. So now she's doing what other girls do. The things she's been dreaming about all along.
Will the man of her dreams ever step up to be the man she knows he can be? Get it now and find out for yourself! Enjoy!
Warning: This Shapeshifter Paranormal Romance book contains some violence and heavy sexual situations. Recommended for ages eighteen and up.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rapps
• Release date: Sep 24, 2018

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Chapter One

Pamela Thornton is 26 years old and has spent most of her life struggling. She is shorter than most and thin, with dark hair, copper colored skin and beautiful dark green eyes. To those who do not know her well she might appear timid when threatened, but once you got to know her you would definitely find out that she is very gentle and passionate with those she feels safe and comfortable with. This facet of Pamela was virtually unknown to the general public.

At a young age she lost her mother – and her abusive father has never let her forget it. She tries her hardest to do well for herself, but seems to always be cursed by bad luck.  Feeling completely unwelcome in her own home, like twenty pounds of luggage when you have a ten pound limit, Pamela is given to episodes of bleak depression and anxiety.

But today she has just left her abusive father and, since she has no other family, she will now be forced to live on the streets – or so she thinks. Pamela dabbed at her eyes and gratefully picked up the warm cup of coffee Logan had put on the coffee table in front of her. She always felt so uncomfortable about crying in front of him, but he knew that girls sometimes needed that kind of thing, and she had it harder than most.

Logan was a shoulder for Pamela to cry on whenever her terribly abusive father became too much for her to handle. They’ve been good friends forever, but even he  feels like she’s just too much to deal with sometimes. He is tall, with a muscular build and dark brown hair and eyes.

Logan, I’m so, so sorry about all of this, she sobbed, wiping at her nose and eyes as she cried quietly.

No problem, Logan said, handing her another napkin, Don't worry... I completely understand. Your old man, he is the problem. I don't know why he's such a jerk to you... but no one should go through something like this alone.

You’re a great friend, Logan, Pamela said, trying to pull herself together as her tears started to flow again.

Pam, you know I’m always here for you... right?

You always say that, Pam said, a small smile beginning to form on her lips.

Because it’s always true.

I understand, she nodded.

Through her childhood Pamela always had a close friend in Logan. Logan and Pamela met in 2nd grade and had been pretty much inseparable since then. She wasn't able to understand it exactly, but she had always felt like she and Logan had a special connection of some sort – almost as though she could sense where he was and what he was doing at any given time.

Pamela told him more in his room about the weird feelings and experiences she was having and how she felt about this most recent fight. Logan was quiet and looked as though he was thinking about something else as she continued to talk, but he instinctively reached out for her hand, telling her in an unspoken way, that she wasn't alone.

Pamela smiled and told Logan, I am so glad that you have always been there for me when I needed someone... I'm truly grateful for you and your friendship.

She smiled at him with appreciation and took a sip of the hot coffee he had just made for her, seemingly calming down as it warmed her body. She was so tense. Just then he looked at his watch and noticed the time. He acted as though he had to be somewhere else even though that was completely a lie.

I’m really sorry to do this, Pam, but I have to go... I had already made some plans... you understand... you’ll be okay letting yourself out, right?

She nodded shyly, instantly aware that she had overstayed her welcome. Logan thought to himself, "I hope she won’t still be here by the time I get back".

He really didn’t mind listening to her... sometimes, heck, they had been friends forever. But when she needed a shoulder to cry on, which was a lot of the time...  there was only so much he could do about her problems, and he didn’t want to hear about them over and over again.

Chapter Two

Two long days passed before Logan went to check on her again. It was strange that she hadn't called him and he was beginning to worry just a bit. Not so much that he wanted to hear all her problems again, but he didn't want her to be hurt either. So he went to her house, making sure her dad was gone before he went up and knocked on the front door.

Three knocks later Pam answered the door, looked around outside as if she were looking for someone, then pulled Logan into her home. As soon as he was inside she pulled him right upstairs to her room and shut the door behind them both.

Hey... what are you doing here? she asked him pushing him over to her bed.

He sat down nervously. It had been a long time since he had been to her house – much less up in her bedroom. Normally she came to see him.

You seem distant, Pamela said, curling her hair around her finger.

Something wrong?

I'm thinking of moving on, Logan said. He couldn't take his eyes off the wooden planks of the floor.

It's me, isn't it? You don't like me.

No, Logan stepped forward then