![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() “Yes, but this place has coffee,” I said. Wim shifted back to his human form and plopped down across from me with his tiny cup. I grabbed the cup in both hands and headed for my usual table in the back corner. “So coy,” I said as I stepped away from Wim. “Does your blood type change when you shift into someone else?” I asked the chameleon shifter. “Sixty-seven shots of espresso, twenty-eight pumps of caramel syrup, a white mocha, a regular mocha, foam, and extra-extra-extra whipped cream. Amber, who owned the cafe, raised an eyebrow and pushed a seventy-four-ounce cup across the counter. “Sapphire,” a woman called from the cafe’s counter. So, I did the one thing I could when a wolf threatened me. Wim stood up on his hind legs, resting his big hairy front paws on my shoulders and bared his teeth in my face. He curled his lips to show his sharp glinting teeth. I stared down the wolf across Jewels Cafe. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Sapphire: A Standalone Paranormal Reverse Harem RomanceĪll rights reserved. If you liked Sapphire, you'll enjoy these other Jewels Cafe books ![]()
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