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“You owe me nothing.”
“You only did what we asked and we punished you for it.”
“I couldn’t tell you what I’d done and that would have felt like a betrayal to you. I understand why you left the Hell realm and I don’t hold it against you. You couldn’t trust me anymore. I can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same in your place.”
Luc felt coated in sadness. Though his nephew finally had his family back, he’d lost ten years with them, and Luc was plagued with the idea that perhaps he hadn’t needed to lose them at all.
At least not ten years’ worth.
What if they’d tried again? Brought Starlight to Hell every year or so? Might Talon have been reunited with his mate sooner than the ten years he’d waited?
“I know what you’re thinking,” Lassiter said, “but Talon wasn’t willing to take the risk, not when seeing him caused her so much pain over and over again. You had to honor his wishes. That you did so, even knowing we would hate you for it, was a gift we can never repay.”
“It was a curse, not a gift,” Luc said bitterly.
“It was a gift of time. Time that allowed their love to grow without memories or pain. Time that allowed them to find their way back together again. And now look at them, brother, they’re as happy today as they were ten years ago and you did that.”
Luc watched as his nephew dipped his mate on the dance floor and Jasmine circled around them, joy in every line of her body. Perhaps Lassiter was right. Regardless, there was no use looking to the past.
At that moment, Kyrie jumped into his lap, making him chuckle. “Hello, little beastie. I’ve missed you, my love.” He pet her until her purrs rumbled through the night air, then without looking at Lassiter, admitted, “I’ve missed you too, brother mine.”
Starlight’s heart was so full, she felt as if she might drown in the joy.
Somewhere deep inside, she was also mourning ten years apart, but for now, for tonight, there was only happiness and joy.
Celebration and homecoming.
A reunion ten years in the making.
Talon spun her out on the dance floor, then spun her back, making her laughter ring out into the night.
“Starlight, congratulations!” Merry whirled by in the arms of a shifter.
“Merry, you came!”
Merry laughed. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world! I knew you’d be the perfect manager for the B&B.”
“Wait, what?” Starlight spun, but Merry was already out of sight, dancing her way around the dance floor. She had to wait until they spun past again, to say, “You hired Lekhleth to run the B&B, not me.”
“She was just the temporary manager until I could figure out how to get you to Hell.” She winked at Jasmine. “Good job, partner.”
“Jasmine?” Talon exclaimed incredulously, staring down at their daughter as if he’d never seen her before.
Jasmine just grinned at him. “You do realize I’ve known how to spell Santa since I was three years old, right?”
Starlight snickered.
Talon shook his head and chuckled. “Well, would you look at that? Our very own daughter, matchmaker extraordinaire.”
“Hey!” Bygul exclaimed. “That’s our job, not hers.”
“Typical,” Muezza muttered.
“I hate when they do that,” Soraya said. “They’re always giving credit to other humans when clearly it was our efforts as matchmaking cats of the goddesses that gave them their happily ever afters.”
“Well, it’s not like they can see us,” Tivali pointed out. “Besides, the little girl did do her part. After all, she did write that letter to Satan.”
“And Tempest’s familiar delivered it,” Soraya said.
“I bet Merry arranged that too,” Muezza said.
“I’m starting to realize how much work this particular match required,” Bygul said, “and not just from us. It’s not unusual to recruit the earthbound cats to help, but hell-kitties, humans, witches, even the devil had his hand to play. I’ve said it before, but I’ve never meant it more than today.
“Great job, team.”
Snow Dancer raced between the dancing feet, chasing his siblings all over the dance floor, never losing sight of his human, Jasmine.
Every once in a while, he darted back to rub against her, shifting sizes as he went.
First, he visited in his housecat size, wrapping around her legs and enjoying the sound of her voice as she bent over to pet him and croon to him, telling him how wonderful he was.
Then, he visited in his hell-cat size, but the smaller one, rubbing against her back, then her front, enjoying the feel of her hands scratching along his spine, then hugging him.
Finally, he shifted to his medium hell-cat size, settling his head on her shoulder and nuzzling her cheek, making her giggle.
“I love you, Snow Dancer.” She reached up and scratched him beneath his chin, making him purr and causing her entire body to shake with laughter. “That tickles!”
He gave her one last nuzzle, then darted away to stalk the perimeter of the dance floor, staking out his territory and roaring into the night.
My humans, my B&B, my Jasmine!
His siblings all roared back their agreement. Ours!
Satan’s story is up next in Valen-Cats.
Wondering about those witches?
The Chaos Twins, Samantha and Serena, get their happily ever afters in Wicked.
Excerpt
“This has been a disaster,” Tivali lamented, her tail twitching in annoyance.
“A complete nightmare,” Bygul growled in agreement. He couldn’t believe how poorly things were going with this latest witch.
She was supposed to be the easy one! After all, she’d already found her mate.
“Oh, it’s not that bad,” Soraya said. “The cats weren’t too traumatized and we found each of them homes in the end, didn’t we?”
“Not traumatized?” Muezza exclaimed. “That one kitten went completely psycho!”
“I said not too traumatized, and that only happened because the vampire tried to pet him,” Soraya said. “Once we stopped letting the humans see the cats, things got a lot better.”
“A lot better?” Tivali exclaimed. “We still haven’t found a familiar for the garden witch. It’s bad enough they keep destroying all her plants.”
“It really is a bit of bad luck about her mate,” Muezza said.
“We should have anticipated the vampire would be a problem,” Bygul said in disgust. “I can’t believe it never occurred to me.”
“Well, why would it?” Soraya asked. “Hocus Purrcus lets the vampire pet him all the time.”
“So does Cookie,” Muezza said.
“And the hell-cat wouldn’t be bothered if an entire coven of blood-suckers moved in,” Tivali said.
“Exactly!” Soraya exclaimed. “Honestly, I think they’re more bothered by the wolves.”
Bygul licked a paw and rubbed his ear, thinking hard about their next steps. He didn’t want to give up, but—
“I think we should take a break,” Soraya said. “Not from matchmaking, of course, but from this particular match. We’ll find Jo’s purrfect familiar soon enough, but in the meantime, I have another rather urgent situation that needs our attention.”
“What situation?” Bygul glared at the cat he considered to be more of a liability than an asset in their matchmaking endeavors.
Every time they turned around, Soraya had the most impossible cat she wanted them to match. Either that or she was convinced the most ridiculous humans belonged together. Sure, she sometimes got it right, but just as often, she got it entirely wrong.
Unpredictable.
That’s what she was.
“So.” Soraya drawled out the word, her whiskers twitching in excitement.
That was not a good sign.
Whisker-twitching from Bygul or Tivali usually meant they had a brilliant idea.
Whisker-twitching from Muezza meant he either thought you were an idiot or he was getting ready for some in-depth cleaning.
Whisker-twitching from Soraya, on the other hand, was often a sign of impending disaster.
“I really want to match Jane and I have the purrfect mate in mind for her.”
“Jane,” Bygul said. “Who’s Jane?”
“The librarian,” Muezza and Tivali chorused.
“Again? We already talked about this, Soraya,” Bygul said. “She’s not a witch. We need to finish the witches first. You keep sidetracking us and we’ll never get this coven entirely matched.”
“I know, but she’s witch-adjacent.”
Muezza snorted, Tivali’s tail started to whip back and forth in agitation and Bygul just stared at Soraya.
When she said nothing else, he finally exploded, “How is a non-paranormal human considered witch-adjacent?”
“I thought you’d never ask,” she exclaimed excitedly. “It turns out when Merry left Hell to come to Zero, Kansas, she built a tiny doorway between the two realms and one side of that door opens into the library where Jane works.”
“Why would Merry—you know what? Never mind. I don’t want to know.” The daughters of Satan were just one of the many reasons Bygul wanted to finish matchmaking this coven and leave Zero, Kansas behind.
“While that’s very interesting, Soraya, I’m not sure I understand what that has to do with matching our coven of witches.” Bygul was impressed at how patient Tivali sounded when the tip of her tail was whacking the floor in a rapid, repeated pattern that betrayed her annoyance with every beat.
“Well, Merry and Tempest are witches, and Satan’s their father, and a couple of Satan’s hell-kittens found their way through the doorway, so—”
“What?” Tivali and Muezza shouted the word at the same time Bygul did.
“Anyway, Jane found them, and well, she seems to have decided to adopt them.”
“But they’re hell-cats!” Bygul exclaimed.
“I don’t think she knows that,” Soraya said. “They’re still young and they haven’t shifted to their larger sizes yet.”
Bygul groaned. “All right. Fine. We’d better go corral those kittens before Lucifer discovers two of his precious babies have gone missing.”
“Oh, it’s too late for that,” Soraya said. “But it’s purrfect, don’t you think? Because I’m absolutely positive they’re a purrfect match.”
“What? Who?” Tivali exclaimed.
“Satan and Jane, of course!”
“Are you insane?” Bygul exploded.
“Sounds more like a match made in Hell,” Muezza observed.
“Which makes it pawsitively purrfect for him, don’t you think?”
Bygul, Muezza and Tivali just stared at Soraya in amazement. Because how could a cat—any cat, let alone a matchmaking cat of the goddesses—be so completely oblivious?
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Pepper loves animals, especially cats, and spends her free time volunteering at local shelters and for Trap-Neuter-Release programs. She’s had the supreme honor of winning occasional head butts and meows from the local ferals in her neighborhood and has even convinced a few to come inside and adopt her as their own.
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It's a Pawsitively Purrfect Match Made in HellJane spends her days working for the public library and the local bookstore in Zero, Kansas. She reads all about adventure and romance, but never experiences them for herself.That's okay, though. Jane may spend every Valentine's Day alone, but she always has a new book boyfriend to turn to. This year, however, Valentine's Day is looking up because Jane has fallen in love with two adorable kittens. Who needs romance when you have a pair of purrfectly purrfect kittens to care for?That's when things take a turn for the weird.A man shows up claiming to be Lucifer, as in Satan, and accuses Jane of stealing his hell-kittens. Then, to make matters worse, Lucifer decides that Jane will make a perfect mate and wants to take her to the Underworld to be his bride.There's just one problem with that plan.There are no libraries in hell. Or bookstores. Or books. Well, there are books, but no steamy romances, so that's a hell no from Jane.Only the matchmaking cats of the goddesses can save this match now.
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“You only did what we asked and we punished you for it.”
“I couldn’t tell you what I’d done and that would have felt like a betrayal to you. I understand why you left the Hell realm and I don’t hold it against you. You couldn’t trust me anymore. I can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same in your place.”
Luc felt coated in sadness. Though his nephew finally had his family back, he’d lost ten years with them, and Luc was plagued with the idea that perhaps he hadn’t needed to lose them at all.
At least not ten years’ worth.
What if they’d tried again? Brought Starlight to Hell every year or so? Might Talon have been reunited with his mate sooner than the ten years he’d waited?
“I know what you’re thinking,” Lassiter said, “but Talon wasn’t willing to take the risk, not when seeing him caused her so much pain over and over again. You had to honor his wishes. That you did so, even knowing we would hate you for it, was a gift we can never repay.”
“It was a curse, not a gift,” Luc said bitterly.
“It was a gift of time. Time that allowed their love to grow without memories or pain. Time that allowed them to find their way back together again. And now look at them, brother, they’re as happy today as they were ten years ago and you did that.”
Luc watched as his nephew dipped his mate on the dance floor and Jasmine circled around them, joy in every line of her body. Perhaps Lassiter was right. Regardless, there was no use looking to the past.
At that moment, Kyrie jumped into his lap, making him chuckle. “Hello, little beastie. I’ve missed you, my love.” He pet her until her purrs rumbled through the night air, then without looking at Lassiter, admitted, “I’ve missed you too, brother mine.”
Starlight’s heart was so full, she felt as if she might drown in the joy.
Somewhere deep inside, she was also mourning ten years apart, but for now, for tonight, there was only happiness and joy.
Celebration and homecoming.
A reunion ten years in the making.
Talon spun her out on the dance floor, then spun her back, making her laughter ring out into the night.
“Starlight, congratulations!” Merry whirled by in the arms of a shifter.
“Merry, you came!”
Merry laughed. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world! I knew you’d be the perfect manager for the B&B.”
“Wait, what?” Starlight spun, but Merry was already out of sight, dancing her way around the dance floor. She had to wait until they spun past again, to say, “You hired Lekhleth to run the B&B, not me.”
“She was just the temporary manager until I could figure out how to get you to Hell.” She winked at Jasmine. “Good job, partner.”
“Jasmine?” Talon exclaimed incredulously, staring down at their daughter as if he’d never seen her before.
Jasmine just grinned at him. “You do realize I’ve known how to spell Santa since I was three years old, right?”
Starlight snickered.
Talon shook his head and chuckled. “Well, would you look at that? Our very own daughter, matchmaker extraordinaire.”
“Hey!” Bygul exclaimed. “That’s our job, not hers.”
“Typical,” Muezza muttered.
“I hate when they do that,” Soraya said. “They’re always giving credit to other humans when clearly it was our efforts as matchmaking cats of the goddesses that gave them their happily ever afters.”
“Well, it’s not like they can see us,” Tivali pointed out. “Besides, the little girl did do her part. After all, she did write that letter to Satan.”
“And Tempest’s familiar delivered it,” Soraya said.
“I bet Merry arranged that too,” Muezza said.
“I’m starting to realize how much work this particular match required,” Bygul said, “and not just from us. It’s not unusual to recruit the earthbound cats to help, but hell-kitties, humans, witches, even the devil had his hand to play. I’ve said it before, but I’ve never meant it more than today.
“Great job, team.”
Snow Dancer raced between the dancing feet, chasing his siblings all over the dance floor, never losing sight of his human, Jasmine.
Every once in a while, he darted back to rub against her, shifting sizes as he went.
First, he visited in his housecat size, wrapping around her legs and enjoying the sound of her voice as she bent over to pet him and croon to him, telling him how wonderful he was.
Then, he visited in his hell-cat size, but the smaller one, rubbing against her back, then her front, enjoying the feel of her hands scratching along his spine, then hugging him.
Finally, he shifted to his medium hell-cat size, settling his head on her shoulder and nuzzling her cheek, making her giggle.
“I love you, Snow Dancer.” She reached up and scratched him beneath his chin, making him purr and causing her entire body to shake with laughter. “That tickles!”
He gave her one last nuzzle, then darted away to stalk the perimeter of the dance floor, staking out his territory and roaring into the night.
My humans, my B&B, my Jasmine!
His siblings all roared back their agreement. Ours!
Satan’s story is up next in Valen-Cats.
Wondering about those witches?
The Chaos Twins, Samantha and Serena, get their happily ever afters in Wicked.
Excerpt
“This has been a disaster,” Tivali lamented, her tail twitching in annoyance.
“A complete nightmare,” Bygul growled in agreement. He couldn’t believe how poorly things were going with this latest witch.
She was supposed to be the easy one! After all, she’d already found her mate.
“Oh, it’s not that bad,” Soraya said. “The cats weren’t too traumatized and we found each of them homes in the end, didn’t we?”
“Not traumatized?” Muezza exclaimed. “That one kitten went completely psycho!”
“I said not too traumatized, and that only happened because the vampire tried to pet him,” Soraya said. “Once we stopped letting the humans see the cats, things got a lot better.”
“A lot better?” Tivali exclaimed. “We still haven’t found a familiar for the garden witch. It’s bad enough they keep destroying all her plants.”
“It really is a bit of bad luck about her mate,” Muezza said.
“We should have anticipated the vampire would be a problem,” Bygul said in disgust. “I can’t believe it never occurred to me.”
“Well, why would it?” Soraya asked. “Hocus Purrcus lets the vampire pet him all the time.”
“So does Cookie,” Muezza said.
“And the hell-cat wouldn’t be bothered if an entire coven of blood-suckers moved in,” Tivali said.
“Exactly!” Soraya exclaimed. “Honestly, I think they’re more bothered by the wolves.”
Bygul licked a paw and rubbed his ear, thinking hard about their next steps. He didn’t want to give up, but—
“I think we should take a break,” Soraya said. “Not from matchmaking, of course, but from this particular match. We’ll find Jo’s purrfect familiar soon enough, but in the meantime, I have another rather urgent situation that needs our attention.”
“What situation?” Bygul glared at the cat he considered to be more of a liability than an asset in their matchmaking endeavors.
Every time they turned around, Soraya had the most impossible cat she wanted them to match. Either that or she was convinced the most ridiculous humans belonged together. Sure, she sometimes got it right, but just as often, she got it entirely wrong.
Unpredictable.
That’s what she was.
“So.” Soraya drawled out the word, her whiskers twitching in excitement.
That was not a good sign.
Whisker-twitching from Bygul or Tivali usually meant they had a brilliant idea.
Whisker-twitching from Muezza meant he either thought you were an idiot or he was getting ready for some in-depth cleaning.
Whisker-twitching from Soraya, on the other hand, was often a sign of impending disaster.
“I really want to match Jane and I have the purrfect mate in mind for her.”
“Jane,” Bygul said. “Who’s Jane?”
“The librarian,” Muezza and Tivali chorused.
“Again? We already talked about this, Soraya,” Bygul said. “She’s not a witch. We need to finish the witches first. You keep sidetracking us and we’ll never get this coven entirely matched.”
“I know, but she’s witch-adjacent.”
Muezza snorted, Tivali’s tail started to whip back and forth in agitation and Bygul just stared at Soraya.
When she said nothing else, he finally exploded, “How is a non-paranormal human considered witch-adjacent?”
“I thought you’d never ask,” she exclaimed excitedly. “It turns out when Merry left Hell to come to Zero, Kansas, she built a tiny doorway between the two realms and one side of that door opens into the library where Jane works.”
“Why would Merry—you know what? Never mind. I don’t want to know.” The daughters of Satan were just one of the many reasons Bygul wanted to finish matchmaking this coven and leave Zero, Kansas behind.
“While that’s very interesting, Soraya, I’m not sure I understand what that has to do with matching our coven of witches.” Bygul was impressed at how patient Tivali sounded when the tip of her tail was whacking the floor in a rapid, repeated pattern that betrayed her annoyance with every beat.
“Well, Merry and Tempest are witches, and Satan’s their father, and a couple of Satan’s hell-kittens found their way through the doorway, so—”
“What?” Tivali and Muezza shouted the word at the same time Bygul did.
“Anyway, Jane found them, and well, she seems to have decided to adopt them.”
“But they’re hell-cats!” Bygul exclaimed.
“I don’t think she knows that,” Soraya said. “They’re still young and they haven’t shifted to their larger sizes yet.”
Bygul groaned. “All right. Fine. We’d better go corral those kittens before Lucifer discovers two of his precious babies have gone missing.”
“Oh, it’s too late for that,” Soraya said. “But it’s purrfect, don’t you think? Because I’m absolutely positive they’re a purrfect match.”
“What? Who?” Tivali exclaimed.
“Satan and Jane, of course!”
“Are you insane?” Bygul exploded.
“Sounds more like a match made in Hell,” Muezza observed.
“Which makes it pawsitively purrfect for him, don’t you think?”
Bygul, Muezza and Tivali just stared at Soraya in amazement. Because how could a cat—any cat, let alone a matchmaking cat of the goddesses—be so completely oblivious?
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Other Books by Pepper
MATCHMAKING CATS OF THE GODDESSES
Catnapped
The Real McCat
Unbearably Cute
A Catmas to Remember
This Cat’s for You
Santa Kitty
Hocus Purrcus
Abra-Cat-Abra
Tridents & Tails
Chocolate Furnanigans
Satan’s Kitty
Valen-Cats
Her Purrfect Familiar
Catanic Rituals
MURRYSVILLE COALITION
The Crazy Cheetah Lady
One Sad Kitty
SHENANIGANS
Shifter Shenanigans
Witchy Shenanigans
Full Moon Shenanigans
Hotel Shenanigans
Dragon Shenanigans
Undercover Shenanigans
Spooky Shenanigans
Holiday Shenanigans
Valentine Shenanigans
Lucky Shenanigans
STORIES OF THE VEIL
Guardians of the Veil
Astra
Glory
Luna
Zara
Lotus
WICKED
No Rest for the Wicked
Wicked Is As Wicked Does
Anthologies & Collections
MATCHMAKING CATS OF THE GODDESSES
THE CAT’S MEOW
Catnapped | The Real McCat | Unbearably Cute
HOLLY JOLLY PAWLIDAY
A Catmas to Remember | This Cat’s for You | Santa Kitty
SHENANIGANS
CRAZED
Books 1-3
AMAZED
Books 4-6
HOLIDAZED
Books 7-10
SHENANIGANS
The Complete Collection
STORIES OF THE VEIL
THE UNVEILED
Astra | Glory
WICKED DUET
WICKED
No Rest for the Wicked | Wicked Is As Wicked Does
About the Author
WWW.PEPPERMCGRAW.COM
Pepper McGraw is a USA Today Bestselling Author of paranormal romance. Her life to date has sadly been paranormal-free, but she knows it’s simply a matter of time before her fated mate finally appears. Until that glorious day arrives, she keeps herself busy writing (and reading) paranormal romances.
Pepper loves animals, especially cats, and spends her free time volunteering at local shelters and for Trap-Neuter-Release programs. She’s had the supreme honor of winning occasional head butts and meows from the local ferals in her neighborhood and has even convinced a few to come inside and adopt her as their own.
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Did you love Satan's Kitty: A Pawsitively Purrfect Match Made in Hell? Then you should read Valen-Cats: A Pawsitively Purrfect Match Made in Hell by Pepper McGraw!
It's a Pawsitively Purrfect Match Made in HellJane spends her days working for the public library and the local bookstore in Zero, Kansas. She reads all about adventure and romance, but never experiences them for herself.That's okay, though. Jane may spend every Valentine's Day alone, but she always has a new book boyfriend to turn to. This year, however, Valentine's Day is looking up because Jane has fallen in love with two adorable kittens. Who needs romance when you have a pair of purrfectly purrfect kittens to care for?That's when things take a turn for the weird.A man shows up claiming to be Lucifer, as in Satan, and accuses Jane of stealing his hell-kittens. Then, to make matters worse, Lucifer decides that Jane will make a perfect mate and wants to take her to the Underworld to be his bride.There's just one problem with that plan.There are no libraries in hell. Or bookstores. Or books. Well, there are books, but no steamy romances, so that's a hell no from Jane.Only the matchmaking cats of the goddesses can save this match now.
Read more at Pepper McGraw’s site.
Pepper McGraw, Satan's Kitty
