‘White tiger’ – the work in progress

white tigerI’m well into the sequel to Black Tiger, currently with a working title of White Tiger. That’s because Sally Carter, now wife of Indian billionaire and were-tiger Raja Ashoka Bhosle, comes across a white tiger being kept in a basement in Harlem. Ash is on business, you see, meeting other tycoons in the towers of Manhattan and Sally has to fend for herself seeing the sights. She’s not much into Fifth Avenue fashion and doesn’t like the urban jungle. Did I mention Sally has newly discovered she’s a were-tiger, too? She’d like to go to Central Park. But it’s raining, so she decides to take the subway to the National History museum and inadvertently catches an express, which takes her to Harlem. Her were-tiger soul mate senses a tiger close by – in downtown Harlem. Here’s a taste of what happens next.

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“Yes. Tiger. Not far.” Aysha was decisive. And she was right. Sally’s heart thudded in her chest. She smelled it, too. A mix of the seductive odor of male tiger and the urine the cat had used to mark its territory. A full-grown male. Sally turned on the spot to find the source, seeking the strongest scent, while the rain came down harder, drizzling down her neck and under her clothes, a cold trickle on too-warm skin.

There. Over the road. In an ordinary apartment block? Surely not. A tiger?

“There,” Aysha rumbled.

Sally crossed over and went up the steps into a gloomy foyer. At least it wasn’t raining in here, but that was about the only positive. Peeling, water-stained wallpaper hung on the walls, and the wooden floor was scuffed and dirty. The place had an elevator, the buttons scratched form years of use. She wondered if it worked. The smell of tiger was stronger. Somewhere here. There was a door in the corner, probably the stairs. The knob turned and she pushed the door open to reveal a dark, dusty stairwell, flights leading up and down. The smell of tiger rose from below, rank and dangerous. Sally’s heart hammered.

“He is old,” Ayhsa murmured. “Old and hurting.”

Sally’s fear drowned in a rising tide of fury. What sort of animal left a tiger in a basement? “Let’s go see,” she said to Aysha.

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The issue of white tigers and their abuse in America is one of the themes of the book. Press the picture (top left) to find out about some of the very real circumstances surrounding these cats.

If you’d like a taste of Black Tiger

picture of black tiger coverBlack Tiger

He haunts the jungle – and her dreams

When Dr. Sally Carter travels to India to regroup from a broken heart the last thing she wants is to fall in love. But Raja Asoka (Ash) Bhosle is entirely too attractive to ignore, even though she knows it can only end in tears. Hers.

Ash guards his forest and the precious creatures within it, protecting the rare tigers from mindless slaughter, and a secret that lives in legend. From the moment he sets eyes on the Australian doctor, he wants her, even over the objections of his mother and the unsuitability of her cultural heritage.

While Ash fights tiger poachers, Sally struggles against cultural prejudice. Can the Legend of the Black Tiger be the bond that brings them closer together, or will it be an impossible belief that rips them apart. The closer Sally comes to understanding what the legend means, the more frequent the nightmares become. Is she losing her sanity, or is there more to Sally than she herself knows? The answers lie buried in her past.

When the Black Tiger breaks free to stalk the night, only one thing will control the beast.

Read an excerpt here

Reviews here

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About Greta van der Rol

I'm an author of fast-paced, action-adventure novels, mainly space opera - although I've been known to write in other genres. I live not far from the coast in Queensland, Australia and enjoy photography and cooking when I'm not bent over the computer. I have a degree in history and a background in building information systems, both of which go a long way toward helping me in my writing endeavours.

Posted on 6 July 2013, in Black Tiger and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. scotlandphotojournal

    Very much looking forward to the sequel!

  2. Lovely excerpt. Leaves me wanting to know more.

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