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    The Paranormals: Fleas
    The Paranormals: Fleas
    The Paranormals: Fleas
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    The Paranormals: Fleas

    By Erik Schubach

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    Fleas is the first in the series of young adult novellas that follow three friends with paranormal powers as they graduate from school and start an odd jobs business together.

    Steph Ryder is a lycan shifter, but she is under-powered, what is known as a stringer. She can't shift into her full werewolf form, but can manage to take the form of a fox.

    Steph must find out who framed her best friend, Penny, for a theft at the high school that got her expelled just days before graduation.

    Can a clumsy, shy, fox shifter overcome her own fears and insecurities and save the day?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherErik Schubach
    Release dateOct 31, 2015
    ISBN9780996624145
    The Paranormals: Fleas
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    Erik Schubach

    I got my start writing romance novels by accident. I have always been drawn to strong female characters in books, like Honor Harrington. And I also believe that there is a lack of LGBT characters in media. So one day I came up with a story idea that combines the two... two days later I completed the manuscript for Music of the Soul.My writing style may not be the most professional nor grammatically correct, but I never profess to be an English major, just a person that wants to share a story. I maintain that my primary language is sarcasm.Each of my books features strong likeable female characters that are flawed. I think that flaws and emotional or physical scars make us human and give us more character than simply conforming to some "social norm".I have also started a SciFi series, The Valkyrie Chronicles which features a Valkyrie, Kara, who was left behind on Earth five thousand years ago to help the Asgard race escape the onslaught of the Ragnarok horde. With the aid of a human, Kate, she holds the line in battle to herald the return of the Asgard!If you like magic, paranormal romance and witches, then my new series Fracture might tickle your fancy. In the first book Fracture: Divergence, Alex King must stop magic from destroying reality. The problem is that Alex must solve the case in parallel universes where in one Alex is male and female in the other.There is even a modern shapeshifter paranormal series, Drakon. Featuring a fiery Irish woman with a sharp wit and sharper temper who finds out she is a dragon of legend.

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      The Paranormals - Erik Schubach

      Copyright © 2015 by Erik Schubach

      Published by Erik Schubach at Smashwords

      P.O. Box 523

      Nine Mile Falls, WA 99026

      Cover Photo © 2015 Marharyta Holodenko / ShutterStock.com license

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.  This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties.  Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited.  No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher, except by a reviewer who wishes to quote brief passages in connection with a review written for inclusion in a magazine, newspaper, blog, or broadcast.

      This is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

      Manufactured in the United States of America

      FIRST EDITION

      ISBN 978-0-9966241-4-5

      Chapter 1 – A Day In The Life

      I stood in line in the gym as the teams were picked for volleyball.  Kristy Higgins was one of the team captains and, of course, her wanna be mini me Josie Wells was the other.  Like any team sport at Margaret H. Thatcher High School, here in Vancouver, British Columbia, teams had to have a balance of pure humans and shifters.

      You'd think that would put me up at the top of the picks since I was a lycanthrope shifter.  Lycans aren't quite as fast as the felidaethrope, cat shifters, like Kristy and Josie, but we were much stronger.  But no... Though I was gifted with the lycanthrope gene, I seemed to lack the enhanced coordination and reflexes of the other school wolves.

      At least my previously gangly body developed quite shapely and tone like others with the gene.  Though I still felt and acted like the awkward and gangly girl that I was beneath the pleasant exterior.

      So that brings us to the last two people waiting to be picked.  Me and Agnes Ongers, the girl who always wore four layered sweaters, even in gym class, and collected plastic spoons for some odd reason.  Not plastic knives and forks... just spoons.  She was a low-level witch who seemed to live in her own world.  An odd platypus.

      Josie hissed at Kristy, Oh, you did this on purpose, you have three shifters on your team and I only have two.  You are so going to pay.  I guess I gotta take Fleas.  The girls chuckled.

      Yup, that was me, Steph Ryder.  I got stuck with the Fleas nickname in junior high, just after my first shift when I hit puberty.  Kristy and Josie had infested the clothing in my locker with fleas after they found out I was possibly the most pathetic werewolf ever.  Sure I gained the strength and senses of a lycan shifter, but I was still as clumsy as hell and most pathetically, was allergic to both dog and cat dander.  I would shift every time I sneezed.

      Back then, Kristy had walked up to me as I was getting out of my gym clothes and said, Hey Steph, would you say my fur is tawny, or cream?  Then sprouted soft, delicate fur on her arm and I sneezed, right there in the locker room.  All the girls laughed, and for the coup de gras, Kristy opened my locker and my flea infested clothing fell on top of me in my canine form.  I must have itched for a month.

      Mom said Kristy was just jealous because of my lycan strength, Kristy had been excited to find she had shifter genes, but saddened by it being cat and not wolf.  Her and Josie have made it their sacred duty to embarrass me every day of my life since then.  Not for much longer, though, we would be graduating next week and I would be free of them forever.

      There were times I wished I was just a normal kid like ninety-five percent of the people, then the Bitchly Twins wouldn't even know I existed.  Nah, I liked being a shifter, even a cut-rate one.  I shook myself out of my thoughts and went to stand in line with Josie's team.

      Kristy smirked at her friend then looked at the last girl and said, Spoons, you're with me.   Agnes looked up and around like she had just realized where she was then hustled over to Kristy's side of the net.

      Mrs. Coats blew the whistle and said, Okay ladies lets get this started.

      We all spread out on our sides of the net.  Kristy moved back to serve.  I thought it was unfair that she and Josie could wear their cheerleader uniforms instead of the gawky and gaudy shirts and shorts in the school's purple and gold the rest of us had to wear.

      Coach Coats threw Kristy the ball and my nemesis called out, Zero zero service.  Then got a wicked gleam in her eye and jumped straight up, at least four feet into the air, and served the ball with all of her enhanced strength directly at me.

      It barreled down at me like a cannonball, and with all my athletic grace, I squeaked like a freshman and held my hands up to protect my face.  The ball hit my arms and sent me falling backward, by happenstance, the ball just barely bounced over the net and onto the floor.  We scored!

      I was wondering why I hadn't fallen on my butt and looked back to see Violet Parsons holding me up with one hand.  She quickly noted that and put her second hand behind me and then put a fake strained look on her face as she stood me up.

      I've always liked Violet, she has always been friendly and never joined into the teasing of ol' Fleas.  She's an oddball like me but as far as I knew, she wasn't any sort of paranormal.  How was she so strong?  If anything, the past couple years I have thought she was sick.  She was so pale and always wore sunglasses outside, even in the winter.  She and Cindy Tanner have been almost connected at the hip the past two years.  And she keeps a hamster in a pocket of her purse.  I know, because I can smell it.

      Violet herself has smelled... off... the past couple years but I couldn't put my finger on how or why, but I counted her as a friend.  Us oddballs sort of stick together.

      She asked, Are you okay?  That's going to bruise.

      I shrugged and said, No, it takes a lot more than that to hurt me now.  Thanks for catching me.

      She smiled then locked her eyes on me, and said, No problem.  Then her voice seemed to thrum through me with power... but, she wasn't a witch was she?  I think you are a lot more graceful than you think.

      She looked away as we all shifted around as Josie moved back to serve.  I felt suddenly more confident of myself and my ability.  Josie sent a rocket shaped like a volleyball over the net, Clarissa James, was a blur as she stepped forward and dove into the air.  I started moving with a surety I had never felt and launched myself into the air too.

      In another blur, Clarissa's hand shot out to spike the ball down on us, but I was already there at the net in front of her and blocked her at the net.  I spiked her spike right back at her.  I twisted my body so it didn't touch the net on the way down and I landed lithely in a three-point stance as the ball hurtled into the ground on their side of the net.

      Wow!  How the hell had I done that?  I glanced back at Violet, who gave me a cute grin back.  After we got two more points, with me dashing all over to save the ball.  They scored on Violet, who I swear was holding back.  She had always been almost as clumsy

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