Grayslake: Lion to Get Her (Alpha Lion Shifter Romance) (Kindle Worlds Novella) (The Jamesburg Shifters Book 8) (16 page)

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hey rolled into town a little before eleven, and Erik was just waking up from a wolf nap that lasted from Tallahassee all the way to Redby, which was about an eight-hour drive. It was his second since they left Miami the night before. The first one lasted twelve hours, and was only interrupted so that he could get out of the car and into their hotel.

“It’s bright,” he said.

“Right, well, it’s day time. Also the sunburn’s a little better,” Izzy said. She jabbed his forearm, and when he howled in pain, she snickered. “Maybe not.”

“I love you too, babe,” Erik said with a grimace.

“Holy shit,” Izzy deadpanned as they crossed the small intersection in front of Redby’s town hall, and a legion of reporters swarmed the building’s front steps, as meager as they were. “This is... uh, a lot more than I was expecting.”

Erik’s mouth fell wide open. “Great.”

They parked a hundred yards or so from the hall, as that was as close as they could get. “There’s Reid,” Erik said, pointing to a very grumpy looking werewolf who was standing behind a podium. “Looks happy.”

“Don’t make any jokes,” Izzy said. “You know what happened last time you were on the news. We all ended up hiding for three weeks after you—”

“Look,” Erik interjected, “how was I supposed to know the human media didn’t want me to stick my hand down your shirt? I’ve seen worse on cable.”

Before they could continue their witty repartee, Reid noticed the pair and beckoned them over. After making their way through the sea of humanity, and somehow dodging a quagmire of questions, they made it front and center. “You do this?” Erik asked.

“No,” Reid said flatly. “That Rip guy being in town brought the termites out of the woodwork. They’ve been looking for him, apparently. Lucky us.”

Erik shrugged. “No big deal. You got the papers signed?”

“Yeah, but there’s one problem,” Reid said.

Erik looked Reid’s way and cocked an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

“If I have to deal with this shit, so do you.”

With a sigh, Erik turned to face the crowd, waving and smiling as best he could through the pain of sunburn. Something was bothering him though. “I was just supposed to come through and pick the agreement up. What gives with the press conference?”

Reid looked around the crowd, scowling at all of them. “They seem to find things out without being told. I’m sure someone in my pack blabbed. Either way, let’s get this shit over with.”

Cameras clicked, boom mics extended, and just when Erik was going to get on with it, something bumped into him from behind. He recoiled and turned with a fist raised.

“Sorry!” Rip said. “Running a little late. I’m guessing you’re Danniken?”

Erik wrinkled his forehead. “Rip Black? The hell are you doing here? I thought you hated this thing?”

“I might have rethought some of my positions,” Rip said with a smirk. “Erik Danniken, meet Laney Langston.”

“Nice to meet—oh,” Erik said as reality dawned on him. “OHHHH! You got a girlfriend and went all soft, huh? Happens to the best of us. This is Izzy, she’s my handler.”

Izzy pursed her lips, unimpressed with Erik’s joke. “Nice to meet you both. And to be honest, sometimes handler seems more accurate than mate.”

“Anyway, we need to get going,” Erik said. “Can we maybe hurry things along?”

Reid turned to the crowd, irritably grunting as he did. “We’re here to sign a bunch of papers that say we won’t kill people for no reason, we won’t scare them by being naked, and in return they won’t try to send the FBI after us.”

There was a din of noise from the crowd, but nothing more than that. “We’re not taking any questions,” Reid said, “because I don’t like questions. I’m signing this stupid thing and then I’m leaving. If you want to bother someone with questions, these two will answer.”

With no more ceremony than that, Reid signed the back sheet of the agreement and shoved it toward Erik. “Here,” he said. “Your turn.” He stomped down the steps and disappeared into the Chinese buffet across the street a few seconds later.

Erik flipped through the packet. “Oh,” he said, “we need a witness. Do the honors?” he asked Rip.

Shrugging, Rip took the papers, shook his head and signed. “Who the hell would’ve thought it, huh Danniken?” he said with his hand in front of the microphone.

“What’s that?”

“You and me, in Redby, signing this thing. World’s a crazy place, huh?”

Laney stepped up between them and kissed Rip’s neck in the midst of complete chaos descending on the mad mob of reporters. They didn’t much care for being ignored, but at least they were getting some prime video footage. “Redby,” she said with a grin. “Gotta love it.”

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n wild, ferocious, dangerously passionate dreams, Adriana loses herself nightly to the clutches of three beautiful men who just happen to turn into gigantic bears.

But those are just dreams. In reality, she’s a middle school teacher with a ton of time on her hands and not a whole lot to distract her from her nightly fantasies. She tries to push them out of her mind, because after all, that fate stuff is just a bunch of crap for fairy tales, right?

RIGHT?

First of all, a big love square with her right in the middle is ridiculous... almost more ridiculous than the idea of magical, shape-shifting bears. And second, even if there WERE musclebound bear-shifters, that’s not the type of thing you find at karaoke night.

But when Ade runs off into the woods to chase a lost eighth grader, she learns that every single thing she thought was true isn’t.

Caught between a slavering pack of crazed wolves and a trio of bears that bear striking resemblance to the ones from her dream, Adriana is about to find out that love can be hard to find and even harder to keep. But when you’re the mate to three enormous bear-shifters? Love will make you ROAR!

This steamy, sexy, all-attention-on-her ménage romance is collected here for the first time – witness the passion, the betrayal, the life-and-death struggle to survive from beginning to end. These werebears will give you everything you’ve ever dreamed... and leave you ROARING for more!

Includes the entire SHARED BY THE BEAR CLAN series, along with a brand-new short story not available anywhere else!

Shared by the Bear Clan Pt. 1

Torn – book 2

Ravaged – book 3

Mated – book 4

United – BRAND NEW epilogue – not available anywhere else!

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is voice, Dilly, it was... growly. Like real growly. It got me tingling.”

Life for curvy, witty, just-fine-by-herself-thank-you-very-much Delilah Coltrane has fallen into a slightly boring, but comfortable routine. She runs stadium stairs, she drinks a little too much and is a karaoke master. But for Dilly, a reluctant ice sculptor, the routine is starting to turn into a rut.

Jake Somerset is a man caught between two worlds. When his father died, he inherited both his spot as head of a massively successful tech company... and as the alpha of a pack of rowdy, half-crazed werewolves. Jake figures the best way to say “I’m The Boss” is to get a giant statue made of himself. He walks into Delilah’s studio, and straight into her heart.

The big, growly, adorably cocky billionaire is exactly what Dilly never knew she wanted, until he walked through her door with his dark curls, steely silver eyes, and shoulders broad enough to stop her dead in her tracks. And yeah, his voice is growly enough to get her tingling in all the right places.

While the two indulge in a whirlwind romance, a threat brews on the fringes. Jake’s brother – the exiled alpha-wannabe Dane – wants to take back the pack. Once he finds out about Delilah, Dane won’t stop with controlling the pack... he’s gunning for his brother’s mate.

Will the unlikely pair survive a war with the brutal and murderous rogue wolf? Or will their match made in heaven turn into a match made in hell?

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ometimes a wolf’s gotta fight and bark and bite.

But other times, a wolf just needs a mate.

Erik Danniken is the alpha of Jamesburg, a small town, hidden from the world, and full of all
kinds
of shifters, and secrets. But underneath it all, he’s just a big, rough, bad-boy of a werewolf with a tattoo that goes all the way up his chest. Oh, and don’t forget his massive, building-shaking motorcycle.

He’s done his fighting, he’s done his carousing. Now he’s the mayor of Jamesburg, and he’s done looking for a mate... because he found her.

Sometimes a girl needs romance and wine and sweet kisses.

Other times, she just needs a job.

Isabel Taylor was more than a little frustrated when she answered a very vague job ad and moved across the country. Curvy, tough and with more than a little bit of a naughty streak, Izzy couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw that first Jamesburg hedgehog stand up, turn into a man and order a drink.

She’s found her place, found a life she thought she’d never have, and found the love she’d given up on... the problem is, she and Erik have to keep it a secret from everyone else in town.

Erik wants to claim her forever, mark Izzy as his honest-to-goodness mate. Izzy wants him to quit being such a coward and just come out and do it, but will a good old-fashioned small town scandal make them keep their love a secret, and in the process, kill it before it can grow?