CAT LOVE by Sunniva Dee Book Cover Reveal

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Title: Cat



Sunniva Dee

Genre: Paranormal Romance


Date: October 5, 2015


Design:  Clarise TanCT

Cover Creations


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A sexy thriller about the animal in all of us.

Aidan uses his superpower to stabilize minds at the

Hollyreed Specialist Hospital. Ulani uses hers to chase rats on rooftops. Until she’s

caught and deposited in Aidan’s care.

At the hospital, Aidan finds Ulani’s room

empty—save for a cat, whose fur retracts in favor of silky skin and a vamp-gorgeous

femme fatale.

Aidan’s obsession with Ulani grows—

While patients at the hospital go missing.


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At twenty-three, you think you’ve experienced a lot.

Been there, done that for the most part. Older people might laugh at you for

expressing such beliefs, but you still don’t expect to come across reality-altering


Here I am, with the morning energy of Seven setting

in around me as I carry a small, lost cat from the locked unit back to my apartment…

only the bundle of fur is changing.

There’s something wrong, I think, my

thought natural and instinctive. But when her coat retracts against my hand,

replaced by smooth, human skin, my intuition withdraws too and checks


I think I roar while she expands in my arms. I’m

frozen in place, my vocal cords the only part of me responding. She grows heavier,

longer, wider, until she plops from my hold and onto the floor. Vamp-red hair flames

around her in bright waves, and is that a snarl lifting her lip?

For an instant, I swipe the hallway with my eyes,

hoping someone sees what I see. No nurses, no doctors, only Mrs. Anderson’s

ancient husband is there, fists clutching his walking chair while he takes in the

apparition between us.

Not a thread covers stunning porcelain skin. She

swings, bereaving me of my fleeting view of a small ruby-red triangle and kiss-

shaped nipples, and leaps to the breakroom yards from where I stand.

Ulani’s gone. It takes me a moment to react. I meet

old Robert Anderson’s incredulous gaze, and I shake my head at him, both denying

what we’ve experienced and assuring him that we’re together in this.

As I turn to follow her, he mutters, “Holy God,”

behind me, and my next session with a patient will have to be with Robert. He’s been

free of Dr. Holstein’s treatments because of his quiet ways, but if he starts talking

about this, he’ll quickly become another notch in the good doctor’s lab desk.

I just experienced something I never thought

possible. A freaking cat morphed into a woman. Hell, this is what dreams and

movies are made of. At the same time, I’m conditioned to react to the needs of my

patients, which is why I chase after her now.

Besides Ulani, no one’s in the breakroom. She’s got

part of the curtains draped around her, forming an orange toga, and bare toes with

scarlet nail polish peek out. She’s stunning, but more than my physical attraction to

her, her emotions fascinate me.

My years in this hospital are few, but the number of

hours I’ve worked could double the years, and now it’s time to cloak myself in


“Ulani,” I say. “Are you okay?” It’s a simple yet

necessary question. Since I have no experience with cat women, I’m not privy to the

sort of strain such a transformation can have on their bodies.

Her glare is not human, I realize. I was struck by the

beauty of those irises the last time I saw her. Now, she narrows my view of

saturated emeralds behind slitted eyes. She’s suspicious but not afraid—neither is

she the slightest bit confused. This girl has issues, but they’re not on the mental


“Don’t. Say. Anything.” Ulani enunciates the words

one by one, putting so much emphasis into her command that her intensity

reverberates in my chest.

Efficient footsteps clack down the corridor outside.

The slight shuffle of Dr. Holstein’s gait accompanies it. Laurie replies to his orders

with “right, of course” and “certainly, Dr. Holstein,” but then they both come to a

dead halt in the doorway.

“I found Ulani,” I say quietly.

“Remy, John!” Dr. Holstein barks down the hallway.

“I need your assistance immediately.”

About The


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I‘m originally from

Norway and moved to the United States in 2001. I have a Master’s degree in

languages and taught Spanish at college level before settling in as an adviser at an

art college in the South.

I write New Adult fiction with soul. Sometimes it’s

with a paranormal twist—like in “Shattering Halos,” published by The Wild Rose

Press in February 24th 2014 and in “Stargazer,” released, November 21st 2014 by

the same publisher. Since then, I’ve self published New Adult Contemporary novels

“Pandora Wild Child,” and “Leon’s Way,” with “Adrenaline”, and “Beneath the Cape”,

the superhero anthology benefiting The Wounded Warrior Project in its


I write impulsive heroines, bad-boys, and good-boys

running amok. Intense love, physical and emotional attraction —sensory overload

for the reader as well as for the characters. My goal? Is to keep you on your toes

until the end of each story.


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