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For sample of pages from this book, go to: http://anna082347.bravehost.com/ A Touching of Twilight(Was called: The Winning of My Soul.") Here is the blurb: She fights the change from normal woman to wild shapeshifter. She struggles to be the master of her body, that beast. Then she meets Paul and falls in love, but will the creature within allow her to love him?
First three paragraphs:
It wasn’t because of their looks that I didn’t like Clyde Holcombe, and Heath Ackart. No, they were presentable enough. Heath was husky, swarthy skinned, black haired with eyes just as ebony colored. He wasn’t as tall as Aaron, but he came close, and he weighed a great deal more. Clyde was short, turning plump. He had dark auburn hair and green eyes. His hair hung long. He always kept it tied back. Clyde was always laughing. It didn’t matter there was no reason for the sounds of mirth. He saw laughter in everything. No, it wasn’t their looks that made me mistrust them; I just did. I could never pin point the reasons; I just knew I never had confidence in them. Neither did the beast within me. I had to battle to keep it confined.
Fighting the change was never easy for me, though I had done it often enough. I was a child when it first happened. The woods near my home were off bounds to me, but of course, being a normal youngster, I went into them, and that’s where I was attacked by a loup-fantasma, a wolf-ethereal, a werewolf-phantom. My father saw me go in. Afraid, he had followed me, saw the attack, and killed the beast, but the bite was so large and I was so small, I changed for the first time that night. I knew my mother was frightened of my alteration from normal child to wild shape shifter the first time, scared of me. In her eyes, I was a savage, a manslayer. I never wanted to scare her again. That’s when I began my fight against the beast. To keep it from controlling me, I had to control it. Often, the beast within struggled violently to come out and I battled just as vehemently to keep it contained.
This time, I was losing; I could feel that. Before it happened, I had to get away from Clyde and Heath. I did not want them to see; I did not want them to know. That knowledge would prove a power over me.