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Cadences Cauldron
by Nicole Pouchet
Cadence Williamson has life all figured out. Her London jazz
nightclub gives her a place to sing, friends she calls family, and enough money
to pay the bills. No man is going to block her chi, especially not the shark
trying to buy her out. Who cares if she’s been dreaming of doing the deed with
him? Cadence’s perfect plans unravel when she develops fiery superpowers, melts
her mic, and has past life visions of an evil force snuffing out the city’s
Trystan Tawanti may have his fun, but he’ll never allow another
pretty face near his soul again. The serial entrepreneur is determined to
purchase Cadence’s nightclub and turn it into a profit machine—no matter the
cost to his heart or to his Incan family’s world-saving destiny. He just has to
ignore those pesky empathic powers and the feelings signaling his fated mate is
Will Cadence and Trystan learn to trust their destiny and each
other before ancient evil catches up to them to burn London down?
About the
Nicole Pouchet is a memoirist and a paranormal romance novelist.
Books from her Elemental Myths paranormal romance series have
enjoyed spots on Amazon’s Bestseller list. Layla’s Gale, A Paranormal
 won second prize in the 2013 Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award
contest. Additionally, Cadence’s Cauldron, A Paranormal Romance won
an Honorable Mention in the 2014 RWA Pages from the Heart Romance Novel
Still amazed to be an adult, Nicole has managed to center her life
on raising her two small sons and being true to her family (including husband
and friends). She resides in Issaquah, Washington where she is a marketing
executive. Happiest near the water, Nicole spends her free hours plotting her
next escape, writing, and staring at the ceiling.
Social Media
Twitter: @NPouchet

“This is a song we like to call the ‘Lullaby for Insomniacs.’” Her
smile heated the warehouse, and the men at the bar with Trystan exhaled their
awe as one. Their audible fascination would have been amusing if he wasn’t just
as securely under her spell as them.
She sang and her words penetrated his senses. The loneliness he
felt, the ever-present searching for something more clawed at him, urging him
to leap from his chair and force his way to her. The pianist played his
solo as she swayed her body to the rhythm. More instruments joined in. There
was a whole band back there. Trystan should have cared.
All he could do was watch Cadence’s body move. Her hips drifted
from side to side and the outline of each leg could be seen through the dress.
He loosened his collar, discreetly removing his tie and undoing the top two
buttons of his shirt.
As he rolled up his sleeves, he noticed three other men doing the
same. The room was definitely getting hotter. He was turned on by the singer,
and his Spidey senses proved he wasn’t the only one. At least a dozen guys
leered at the songstress. Couples let their hands roam freely under cover of
the tables. Several women peeled off their cardigans and layers of clothing.
One sat wearing nothing but a camisole.
Cadence licked her bottom lip as she launched into her final

If I could reach the lever
I would make this thing go faster
Speed through confusion
Rewrite this chapter
There was nothing confusing about the state of the people in the
club. A woman to his left ran her tongue over her ruby red lips, and a nearby
man pressed against her backside, whispering in her ear before caressing her
knee. The man she came with whispered into her other ear, and they both smiled
as he let his fingers trail over the newcomer’s hand.
They were all ready to get it on. There was no wonder. The singer
was a living aphrodisiac and someone had turned up the heat. The combination of
sweltering passion and pure lust set off an animalistic response in the
Everyone sat silent at the end of her song, panting with arousal.
Desire was at a fever pitch in the club, and Trystan wondered if an orgy would
break out, or if people would adhere to societal rules. Applause began, softly
at first, then thunderous as the spell weakened and people returned to their
Cadence and her band bowed. The pianist and the rest of the
musicians stumbled off, leaving her on the stage alone. She blinked into the
spotlight, seemingly unaware of the extent of her effect on the audience.
“Thank you,” she shouted over the crowd before handing the mic off to the
The emcee went on about a big-name jazz singer scheduled to
perform in a few weeks. Trystan forgot to scold himself for not listening as he
tossed a ten pound note toward the bartender and followed the singer to her
back office…


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