Six Sentence Sunday – A sexy little bit from my work in progress

My Six Sentence Sunday contribution for this week is a sexy snippet from a novella I have coming out with Changeling Press in March entitled Protect and Serve: Shifting Focus.  It’s an erotic romance–so be warned. 😉

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Background info:

Griff Monroe  is a government mercenary working undercover. He’s assigned to a case in San Francisco, California where Sophia Lorello works as a firefighter. To her extreme annoyance, she’s ordered away from her job to pick him up from the airport.

This scene is just as he comes out of the airport and sees her for the first time, deciding she’s the perfect cover for his mission.  So he greets her like a long-lost lover.  Surprise!  

But when you’re going undercover to catch a killer, you never know who might be watching.


My breath catches as he kisses me, his lips firm and warm. The sultry scratch of his beard chafes my face in a way that makes every nerve ending stand up and take notice…twice. Every inch of my body comes alive as he moves closer, his hard to my soft—molding like hot, melted chocolate topping over a frosty bowl of ice cream.

The tip of his tongue teases the separation of mine, asking—not demanding—entrance. A shiver of anticipation slides up my spine, piquing my curiosity and flat-out drenching my panties with cream. I squirm, the aching rush of awareness flushing my good sense to somewhere south of Who-The-Fuck-Cares.


Hope you enjoyed the snippet!


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Six Sentence Sunday post for December 4, 2012

A Candle in the Window by Cassidy McKay available now at Cobblestone Press.

A Candle in the Window by Cassidy McKay available now at Cobblestone Press.

Here’s my entry for this week’s Six Sentence Sunday. It’s from my erotic Christmas paranormal A Candle in the Window available at Cobblestone Press.

Set up:  Shelby has traveled to her recently deceased grandmother’s home to pack up her things before selling it. They have been estranged for years, and Shelby finds a letter from her grandmother that hints at the paranormal side of her family…

This cabin has been left to you, my darling Granddaughter.  You may do with it as you wish, however, please consider staying here and making this your home.  Our family has roots here, far back in time, and we are connected to the canyon behind this cabin.  The wind whispers to us.  Those who choose to hear are blessed, although many may fear the unknown.  If you choose to hear the winds, Shelby, heed their words, for they carry warnings as well as good tidings.


Six Sentence Sunday – Nov 27, 2011

Today’s Six Sentence Sunday selection is from my upcoming White Hot Christmas story: Christmas Stalkings releasing December 17th at Changeling Press.

The set-up:

Henry is a Christmas elf whose magic doesn’t always work the way it’s supposed to.  When he tries to sex up Santa’s workshop by making some adult toys… well, Santa’s workshop will never be the same.  He’s been banned from the North Pole and is trying to redeem himself by helping a lonely human.  Of course–things don’t quite go the way he intended….


Henry squinched his face tight in concentration and shoved his pinkie in his ear, grabbed his ass, twirled around to the left twice and crashed into the kitchen table.

“Damn human world, magic never works right here!” He stood up and tried it again, turning the other direction this time, disappearing from view just as the door opened.

“Who’s there? I’m a trained Ninja, I’m armed with an Uzi and I’ve already called the cops!” A woman’s trembling hand reached through and flipped the switch, bathing the apartment in the blinding light of a bare bulb on the ceiling.


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Six Sentence Sunday – Nov. 20, 2011

Here’s my post for this week’s Six Sentence Sunday, from my work in progress:


I have nothing to offer her, no way to win against the horde of rogues racing to their deaths, and the subsequent branch of para’s chasing the humans. I hate to fight.

Against my will, I feel the fiery burn as my clothes drop away. The rush of adrenaline flows through me—scintillating, arousing, powerful. My bones shift, transforming arms into wings, flesh into fire, and common sense into passionate fury. Lifting into the sky with a rush, one thought consumes me:



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Six Sentence Sunday!

“We have to finish what we came here for, or none of us will be safe.”  Both of us run to the edge of the roof as the battle rages far below us.  In an instant we both shift, jump off the roof and race toward almost certain death. Whether we die in the battle or die in a shifter’s court martial afterward, neither of us is going to live to tell the tale to our mate.

But we are shifters—military—and that means honor.  Even if it kills us.

© Cassidy McKay, 2011 from Shifting Priorities


I just found out about a neat thing–Six Sentence Sunday!

I love the idea, where you can post  six sentences from something you have written. It can be from a work in progress, something already finished, or just something you come up with on the spur of the moment.   So this was my first contribution.

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