Review/Excerpt: Pride of a Viking (The MacLomain Series Viking Ancestors’ Kin Book Five), by Sky Purington 1

5 out of 5 Stars

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No matter how many of Purington’s books I read I am always amazed how well she writes and how the stories flow. The characters are like old friends, made so from the first book in the series. I always feel like I am in the midst of the action and caught up in all the emotions of the characters. And this last book in the whole Viking/ MacLomain group of series has everything I have come to expect and love. IT is both exciting and very sad to read the last of such epic books. My heart will miss these characters. Purington has made me believe that one can travel through time and find love, that dragons are real and can soar through the sky and that when you believe,  anything is possible. Please get these books and start your journey. IF you love fantasy, time travel and romance then these books will be favorites.               VERY HIGHLY RECOMMENDED


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Two men tore Erica’s world apart in another life. One was the man she loved and the other the enemy. Now both are back, and it’s up to her to make sure an ancient blood feud doesn’t destroy everyone she cares about. That means steering clear of her dragon mate. But sometimes memories are too strong and the past too powerful. Or so it seems when she slips back in time and ends up on an unexpected journey with a man she was determined to forget.

Having confronted who he once was and what he did in a previous life, Kodran Sigdir sets out to seek answers. He needs to better understand his part in an age old war and to keep his distance from Erica. They should remain apart. Yet destiny seems to be drawing him back to her. How he once felt. All he gave up. Could things go differently this time? Or will the risk to their people be too great? Find out as Erica, Kodran and their kin go up against the enemy one last time in Pride of a Viking, the epic conclusion of Viking Ancestors’ Kin.


“Are you sure Hallstein was your mate in another life?” His eyes held hers as he spun her so that they were facing each other. “Do you have memories of your time with him?” He shook his head, spoke through clenched teeth and worked hard to keep rage from taking over as he caught glimpses of what she had endured. “He did things to you, Erica. Terrible things. Things that make no sense given you were Maeva…his mate.”

She leaned back, clenched her jaw and averted her eyes. “Yes, he was my mate. I’m sure of it.”

“Then why can’t you look at me when you say that?” He tilted her chin until she had no choice but to meet his eyes. “What aren’t you telling me? What’s the missing piece?” He frowned. “Because something’s not adding up.”

“It doesn’t…you just…” She frowned as well. “You need to let this go. You need to let me go. It’s the only way this is going to work. It’s the only hope we have.”

“And where am I supposed to let you go to?” He glanced around to remind her where they were before his eyes returned to hers. “Because it’s out of my control, yes?”

“You know what I mean.”

“Do I?” He stepped a bit closer and never removed his fingers from her chin. “Because as far as I can tell you want me to believe you desire Hallstein when that’s the furthest thing from the truth. I think you’re trying to push me away so that you can somehow save everyone all on your own.”

Because he was remembering his last life, he remembered what Maeva had looked like. While they shared the same tall, lithe build with curves in all the right places, he found Erica more stunning in this life. Her eyes were varying shades of striking green that seemed to shift with her mood, and her warm skin tone was luminous. He wanted to feel her soft skin against him. Touch every last inch of her.

She went very still as their eyes held. Or so one would think if they couldn’t detect the slight tremor that went through her. Shivers that only translated to another dragon. He also noticed that she had gone from momentarily vulnerable to completely closed off despite her physical reaction.

“You’re good at that,” he murmured, shifting even closer to see if he could bring out that tremor even more. “Trying to be strong for everyone else all the time. How long have you played that part?” While he should have remained compassionate and thankful, his inner dragon was flaring. The jealousy that reared whenever he thought about her in the enemy’s arms. “How long have you been playing the part of a woman trying to convince Hallstein that you’re his? How long have you been—”

“No,” she cut him off, yanked her chin away and narrowed her eyes. “What I’ve done to help our people is not because—”

“Because you’re meant to be together?” he cut her off just as readily, as he turned things around on her. “Because you’re not, are you?” He shook his head and narrowed his eyes as well. “You’re not supposed to be with him.” His voice dropped to a whisper as the truth hovered just out of reach. Like a memory he was right on the verge of remembering. “You never were, but something happened…”

Something he needed to understand, so he thought fast. If one thing had been proven true with his kin and their mates it was that intimacy seemed to speed up their mental connections. So why not get things moving in that direction?

It seemed Erica followed his line of thought because a moment later she started to move away but he caught her. With an arm around her lower back, he yanked her against him, cupped the back of her neck and kissed her.

The moment he did, everything changed.

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Sky Purington is the bestselling author of over thirty novels and several novellas. A New Englander born and bred who recently moved to Virginia, Sky was raised hearing stories of folklore, myth and legend. When combined with a love for nature, romance and time-travel, elements from the stories of her youth found release in her books.

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Review: Her Wounded Dragon (The MacLomain Series Viking Ancestors’ Kin Book 4.5), by Sky Purington 1

5 out of 5 Stars

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This is the first book I have read by this author and it will not be the last. Wow is about all I can say. I loved this book. I really had no idea what I was in for. Now I am going to have to go back and read the other books in this series. There was a time or two that I felt like I was missing something so going back and reading the previous books should answer my questions. With that said this really is a good, fun, sexy, HOT, quick read. Ms Purington is now at the top of my TBR list for Dragon Shifters. I Highly Recommend this book.

Reviewed by Epiphany

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Curiosity is a dangerous thing and temptation a death wish. Especially for someone like Vivienne with her complicated past and closely guarded secrets. Yet when she has a chance to get near the enemy because of a sexy dragon shifter haunting her dreams, she doesn’t think twice. Even if it means seeking out a paranormal dating agency and tagging along incognito to scope him out as her best friend goes on a date with him.

Kage knows within minutes of meeting Vivienne that she isn’t who she pretends to be. As the right hand man of the enemy, it’s his job to figure out if she’s a threat. More so, if she’s a risk to his hidden agenda and well laid plans. Soon enough, he realizes the only danger she poses is to his hardened heart. After all, there’s no defense against the scorching desire dragons feel when they find their long lost mate.


Julie dashed all hope of close contact with Viv when she sat between them. Soon after, the only waitress in the joint leaned over their table far enough to offer an ample view of her cleavage as she batted her lashes at him. “What’ll ya have, handsome?”

Kage gestured at the girls. “Ladies first.”

“Wine’s fine,” Julie said.

“Long Island Iced Tea, please,” Vivienne murmured. “Double the tequila.”

Interesting. Liquid courage?

Julie’s eyes widened on Viv before she spoke to the waitress. “Something to munch on too, please.”

“Sure.” The waitress tossed down a menu. Her eyes never left Kage. “And you, sweetheart?”

“Whatever you have on tap’s fine.” He winked just to see if Viv reacted. “The stronger, the better.”

Viv didn’t react. Not outwardly. But he got the impression the waitress had a target on her back.

“So, Julie.” Kage rested his arm on the back of Julie’s seat, yet another test to see how her assistant would react. “Tell me more about yourself.” He offered a casual smile. One designed to cultivate trust. “Running a P.I. business sounds intriguing.”

“It does…it is.” Julie nodded. “Very intriguing.”

“I’d love to hear more.”

“Yeah, sure.” Julie began pressing the pad of her thumb against the edge of the table as though trying to pinpoint how to spin her bullshit tale. “It’s…complicated.”

As complicated as not having researched her lie before telling it.

“Complicated, how?”

“Like, just…well, you know…”

He warmed his smile even more. “I’m afraid I don’t.”

Julie swallowed, her eyes glued to his as she tried to come up with something.

“It’s complicated because it’s detective work,” Viv cut in as the waitress plopped their drinks down, didn’t bother with a food order but flashed five fingers at him, winked then sauntered off. He supposed that meant she’d be available for sex out back in five.

Figure the odds.

“Well, then, tell me about detective work.” He grinned at Viv. “Is it as boring as it sounds?” A languid grin curled his lips. “Or can you make it sound exciting?”

He didn’t miss the catch of her breath.

“I suppose that depends on what you’re investigating,” she replied before she brought the straw to her lips and sucked.

He’d been around a lot of beautiful women who offered to do all sorts of creative things with their mouths, but nothing compared to the way Viv worked a straw. A bolt of lust slammed into him as her sexy-as-sin lips wrapped around that little bit of plastic and sucked up over half her drink.

There was no stopping his arousal.

Or his low growl.

He didn’t care who she was or if she might have been planted by the enemy, he wanted her. And it didn’t matter where. His eyes skirted from the bathrooms to the rear entrance to the damn linen closet. Then his eyes dropped to the table. All it would take was a little dragon magic, and he could bend her right over this. None would be the wiser.

And if she wanted to keep sucking on that little straw the whole time, who was he to judge?

Meanwhile, Julie’s eyes were wide as saucers on him, and Viv had gone perfectly still. Too still. That’s when it hit him. A scent unlike any other. Sweet. Spicy.

Female dragon.

But not just any female.



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Sky Purington is the bestselling author of over twenty-five novels and several novellas. A New Englander born and bred, Sky was raised hearing stories of folklore, myth and legend. When combined with a love for nature, romance and time-travel, elements from the stories of her youth found release in her books.

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Review: Writing the Wolf (Wolves of Crookshollow Book Two), by Steffanie Holmes Reply

4 out of 5 Stars

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Really good wolf book:) really love the cover of this book. Rosa’s character was so easy to like. I have not read book one, but I don’t think it took anything away since it was a well written stand alone. however after the ending of this one I will be waiting to see what book 3 brings.  Caleb could sweep in and I’m guessing save everyone but he picked her and what a story it makes.

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Tagline: Rosa just wants to be left alone to write her book, but when werewolves attempt to kidnap her, she realizes her neighbor Caleb is the only one who can protect her. But Caleb is hiding a secret of his own … fur and sparks fly in this hot paranormal romance from USA Today bestselling author Steffanie Holmes.


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I need to escape.

After those racist bastards destroyed my home, I can’t face the world again.

I’ve rented a cabin in the heart of the Crookshollow forest. I’m going to lock myself away and work on my book. I’m going to write my story.

And I absolutely, positively WILL NOT think about Caleb, the hunky labourer who’s fixing up my cabin.

No way.

I won’t think about the way his eyes melt my heart, and his smile melts my panties.

I’m too emotionally raw right now. I can’t handle a fling, especially not with a white guy.

Especially not a guy like him. A guy who shags and leaves. I can’t handle any more heartache.


Rosa Parker – clever writer, black woman, total hottie.

The connection between us sizzles – there’s no denying it: this woman is my mate.

When I’m near her, all I want to do is claim her.

If only I wasn’t the biggest threat to her life right now.

With a rogue wolf pack after my hide, I can’t afford a distraction. Even a distraction as alluring as her.

I need to keep my wolfish instincts in check.

But I can’t help myself.

Rosa Parker has got under my skin.

And I won’t stop until I’ve made her mine.

Writing the Wolf is a standalone novel with an HEA. It’s the second book in the hot new paranormal romance series by USA Today bestselling author Steffanie Holmes. Read on if you love spunky heroines, pack politics, and a hero so hot he’ll have you howling for more.

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Steffanie Holmes is a USA Today bestselling author of dark and steamy paranormal romance. Her books feature clever, witty heroines, wild shifters, cunning witches and alpha males who get what they want.

Before becoming a writer, Steffanie worked as an archaeologist and museum curator. She loves to explore historical settings and ancient conceptions of love and possession. From Dark Age Europe to crumbling gothic estates, Steffanie is fascinated with how love can blossom between the most unlikely characters.

Steffanie lives in New Zealand with her husband and a horde of cantankerous cats. Learn more about Steffanie at her website: She also writes dark science fiction under the name S C Green.

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When Hope Alexander arrives at the Shaw pride, on the verge of death and scarred from her old pride, Ranger’s panther demands he become her personal protector.

Hope isn’t your typical female panther. She was raised to defend herself and those she loves. Teaming up with the dark-haired Guardian, Hope becomes a teacher to the females, giving them confidence to defend themselves in a time of need.

It doesn’t take long before Ranger and Hope realize that they are destined to be together, but Hope refuses the Guardian’s touch for fear of her old alpha and what he could do to Ranger if she is found. Ranger will risk his life to leave the pride in search of the one who harmed his mate.

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Review: Mistletoe Kisses (Westmore Wolves Book Five), by Erzabet Bishop Reply


5 out of 5 Stars

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This is my first time reading about a gargoyle shifter and I wasn’t upset with the results. I found this story to be simple yet with deep tones mixed in. Seriously how can you go wrong with puppies and an Alpha male? Even with this being the fifth read, and not following the first of these stories, I fell right in with the characters and plot. This is a steamy short read.

Reviewed by Fawnzy

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With some gifts, it’s all about the unwrapping…

Jess looks forward to a holiday season of saving puppies and working at the shelter. With her new sister-in-law taking over the Yuletide Gathering, it’s run for the hills or wind up covered in glitter. What she doesn’t anticipate is her brother lining up yet another in a long string of bodyguards. She might be a wolf who can’t shift, but that doesn’t mean she needs anyone’s protection. When things heat up during the festivities, she finds herself face to face with the one man who just might hold the key to her heart.

It was supposed to be a two-week Ops for ridding the world of hybrid wolves, not a babysitting gig for the spoiled sister of the Westmore Pack Alpha. But when Thorne sets eyes on the curvy brunette, he finds a fierce beauty with a soft interior just begging to be tamed, and he’s just the gargoyle to do it.



Thorne sat across the desk from his new employer and tried unsuccessfully to shake away the incredulous feeling gnawing at his gut. He’d come to Westmore with the understanding that this would be a two-week Ops mission to locate and destroy the violent hybrid wolves he’d been hearing about. They a role to play in his father’s death, he was certain of it, and now he could finally get the answers he was seeking and kill a few in the process. But, as he sat across from the Westmore Pack Alpha, he found himself staring at the man, completely disbelieving his ears.

“That wasn’t the job.”

“I want her protected.” Thorne met Carrick’s eyes, and Thorne struggled to hold in his frustration. This was why he’d been brought to the famed Westmore Estate? The Alpha was legendary for taking down his predecessors with nothing but brains and his own two hands…but to suggest he babysit a female? He was no one’s nanny.

“You want me to be a bodyguard? For a woman?” Thorne sputtered and erupted from the chair, stalking to the window. He kept one eye on the comings and goings outside and another on the man behind the desk. Thorne had come at night, as requested, to see the estate at its most vulnerable. What he hadn’t expected was to be insulted.

“Not just a woman. My sister. And the job is a trial period for two weeks.”

“And after?”

The Alpha thrummed his fingers on the desk. “We’ll talk about that if you’re still here.”

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

The door opened and another man entered, closing it behind him. Thorne eyed the man and waited to be introduced. The pinched look of the other man’s mouth and worry lines in his face indicated he cared about this woman. Interesting.

“Where is she?” the Alpha demanded.

“Probably at the shelter again. She’s not in her room and the guard at the front gate said she took off around eight this morning. Something about an adoption drive at Barks.”

“Thorne, this is Reid, my second in command.” Carrick ran his hand through his mane of dark hair and frowned. “Jesus, she knows I want her to be careful. I keep telling her to quit, but she won’t listen. After what happened with that fucking dragon…”

The other man, Reid, unconsciously rubbed at his arm.

“You were injured.” Thorne stepped away from the window and moved deeper into the room. He could sense their unease. Perhaps something more was happening here than met the eye.

“I was.”

Dragons? Now that was interesting.

“I was told there were hybrid wolves.”

“Originally, that was the contract. Yes.” Carrick rose from the chair, came around the desk, and leaned against it. “But we’ve come to find out that the previous alpha may still have some support out there.”

“A dragon?” Thorne raised an eyebrow. Dragon kind and Night Wing gargoyles were not on friendly terms. Territorial disputes in his homeland had made them natural enemies. But here? That would remain to be seen. Not that he would mind tangling with one.

“An old bastard of a firefighter, too. Seemed like he was setting more blazes at the end rather than putting them down.” Carrick’s lips thinned and his jaw clenched. “He endangered the life of my mate.”

Thorne considered the Alpha carefully.

“If you’ve rooted him out, then why am I here?”

“He’s not the only one,” Reid bit out. “We know there are more out there. What remains to be seen are when and where they choose to rear their ugly heads.”

“Why don’t you go to them?” It seemed a simple question, but the shuttered looks from the men in front of him stopped the suggestion before it could go any further.

“The Yule Gathering is coming and I want no complications. Likely as not, there are more of them out there and I won’t take a chance with my mate, my sister, or my pack. I spoke with your last employer and he said you were the best, most unobtrusive operative he had.”

“I am.”

And Thorne could find the creatures the Alpha sought. All he had to do was give the command.

Thorne wasn’t boasting. It was the truth. People paid for his work and paid him well.

“Good,” Reid snorted. “If you’re tailing Jess, you’re going to need it.”

“Is she your mate, this…Jess?”

“No.” A shade of pink crept up the sides of the other man’s face. “More like…a sister, if you want to know the truth.”

The Alpha sighed. “And she’s stubborn.”


The two men glanced at each other, a pregnant pause filling the room. Any information withheld could jeopardize Thorne meeting whatever goal they had in mind.

“What aren’t you telling me?”

“Her last bodyguard didn’t make it longer than a day.” Carrick closed his eyes, a twitch of humor playing at his lips.

This ought to be good.

“May I ask why?”

“He, ugh…went up in flames.” Reid coughed, but underneath the sound Thorne was certain he heard a note of laughter.


“What did she do, torch him?”

“Not exactly.” Carrick cleared his throat and turned his face away in what Thorne was sure was an effort to compose himself.

Were they hinting he couldn’t handle a woman? It didn’t sound like she needed protection in the least.

Thorne’s lips curved up in a humorless smile. “If she’s such a force of nature, then why the protection? I thought your females were fierce.”

Reid met Carrick’s gaze and the Alpha cleared his throat until his second glanced away, his eyes finding Thorne’s.

“Tell him.”

“She can’t shift.” The Alpha sighed.

Reid crossed his arms over his chest. “Won’t shift. There’s a difference. She can but she doesn’t want to.”

“I don’t accept that.” Carrick pushed off from the desk and went to the window.

“Well, you’d better start. You and I both know that bastard damaged her. She may be strong for a female, but her wolf is broken,” Reid replied, his tone filled with frustration.

Thorne’s stomach lurched at the thought. To hear that her beast had been harmed was unacceptable. War with men he understood well, but not females. Women being abused made his skin crawl. He’d seen much in his line of work, but that was one thing he would not tolerate. It took a good bit of doing to squelch an animal. He should know.

“What happened?”

“You’ve heard what took place here? What the previous alpha did? The atrocities and the genetic experiments?” Reid asked with a bitter twist of his lips.

“I have. The overthrow of the previous regime was unavoidable. Your prowess in battle is legendary.” He nodded to Carrick in a show of respect. He’d found the main source but some of the tendrils remained. And he fucking wanted to tear out the rest of them by the roots. That was why he came here.

Reid shook his head. “That’s not what I mean. He took them…the girls. The women. He…”

“Stop.” Carrick’s voice was strained and his stance was tense. “We don’t need to hash out any of the details.”

He didn’t.


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Seventeen years of being a half-bred wolf shifter, I didn’t know how I would be able to adjust to my new life of being part of a pack. I have to admit I had my doubts and fears, but my wolf feels at ease, at home in the forest. Having the feel of soil under her pads makes her feel free. Plus, everyone is so nice. Yes, I feel right at home here, we both do.

A new pack isn’t the only thing my wolf and I have to adjust to. Fate blessed me with not one mate but with two that are destined to be mine. Can I live up to their expectations and be everything they need?


I never thought I would ever be in the presence of something so incredible or could feel the way I do. To have feelings for a wolf, to want to make her my soul-mate is against my better judgement and I know that. She’s not only amazing in wolf form, but her human form is stunning as well. I want to believe she could love a monster like me, I have to believe it. But we are from two different worlds. Can I help her get past that and make her mine?



I finally found my mate and she is more gorgeous than anything I could have dream of. I try to reign over my wolf knowing he’ll want to claim her as soon as he sees her, but he’s on edge knowing she will also belong to another. My wolf and I are both trying to act complacent with the idea of having an outsider harbouring her heart, but I don’t want to hurt her no matter how much I want to rip him apart. In order to make our mate happy there will be some much needed adjustments to be made. Will she be happy and accept her rightful place as our mate?








I flick the light on and get dressed, I head downstairs to get a drink, just as I grab a bottle of water from the fridge, there’s a knock at the front door. Who can that be? I place the water bottle on the counter; I make my way towards the front door to see who it can be.  I twist the handle and open the door; his scent hits me before anything else, Samuel.

My eyes widen as I take in his appearance, he’s breathtaking, with his dark hair and dark eyes luring me in as I stare openly at him, shaking myself out of the pull towards him.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, poking my head outside to see if anyone can see that he’s here.

“Did anyone see you coming here?” I hope no one saw because it’ll only be a matter of time before the alpha and the pack get here if they know.

“I told you, I would come to you, and don’t worry no one has seen me, my little gem,” he says.

“I’ve been waiting for you for centuries my little wolf. There’s nothing in this world that will stop me from being with you.” Just hearing him say that, makes my wolf yip happily inside. I move out of the doorway making room for him to enter, he stops and gives me a crooked grin as he holds onto the door frame. I look at him puzzled and he chuckles.

“You need to invite me in.”

Well, I wasn’t expecting that, guess something’s are true about vampires.

“Come in, Samuel,” my voice is husky. I stare at him crossing the threshold. As soon as his feet step inside the house, he’s in front of me, gazing down at me like I’m his last cool drink of water, well in this case blood. He moves so fast I didn’t even get a chance to react.

He places his hand under my chin, slowly lifting my head up. He leans down and kisses me softly at first but then he applies more pressure. I moan into the kiss, his tongue probing into my mouth, my tongue tangling with his. I run my tongue down his fang, and he groans out   shifting himself against me. I feel his erection through his pants, gasping as he grinds himself into me, he runs and slams the front door shut, and then comes back to me lifting me up off of my feet, my legs wrap around his hips, and he races up the stairs quickly.

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She loves to read and now she has taken up writing as a new adventure.
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Review: Riding the Tide (The Deep Blue Sea Book 2), by MA Church Reply


5 out of 5 Stars

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This book was not what I thought it would be! Great book I loved the story line and could not put the book down. Marcus and Blair both have problem personally and it was great to read as they worked through them to see if they could be together, and make the relationship work. While this was not an extremely long book it was just great! I will be looking for book 3.

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Caught between two worlds—what’s a merman to do?

Marcus Krill, a creature of the sea, is a perfectly content bachelor. Mating someone? No thank you. Living anywhere but in the ocean? Ha! Not happening. Spending more than the barest necessity of time on land? Nope. Not this merman. And humans? They’re perfectly fine as a diversion, but that’s all. They might be interesting, but complications follow them like a hungry shark during a feeding frenzy. So what if he’s a little lonely, a little tired of one-night stands? That doesn’t mean he’s ready to mate.

Blair Estes, a creature of land, is perfectly happy with his nomadic lifestyle. No strings keep him tied to any one place long. Adventure is his lover and adrenaline his master. He loves to travel, and the things he’s seen defy description. Now his wandering has brought him to the Seychelles and a mysterious merman who’s going to take him on the journey of a lifetime.

Once again merfolk and human culture collide in an explosion of passion and… fear.



“I’m never getting mated.” Marcus leaned back in the patio chair, shaking his head. Across from him was his friend, Brett, and Brett’s mate, Brooke.

“Uh-huh. You say that now.” Brett glanced over his shoulder once again back toward the bungalow where Kannon and Nisha stood whispering intensely.

“Nope. I’m going to be a bachelor until the end of my days.” He winced in sympathy as he watched Nisha’s mate, Kannon, drill his finger into Nisha’s shoulder.

The two were trying to keep their voices down, but it was a lost cause. Kannon was furious, if the tongue-lashing Nisha was getting was any indication. He wondered what Nisha did this time. He’d feel sorry for him if it wasn’t so damn funny.

A year had passed since Nisha claimed Kannon—and what an entertaining time it’d been. Marcus snorted in amusement when Nisha threw his hands up in frustration over whatever Kannon said to him. Leave it to them to get into a fight on their one-year anniversary. Kannon and Nisha loved fiercely, but they also disagreed just as fiercely.

“Swear to God, do we need to have yet another conversation on the concept of consent?” Kannon yelled.

“At the time I only thought—”

“Thought? What were you thinking with—no, no, let me guess. You were thinking with your dick. Yet again,” Kannon interrupted, glaring at Nisha.

“That was not what I was going to say.”

“But it fits, doesn’t it?” Kannon crossed his arms over his chest.

“I am sorry!” Nisha growled. “I told you we don’t think like humans. You keep trying to apply human values to my kind, and it doesn’t work. I understand I was wrong now, but then was another matter.”

Poor Nisha. This was an argument he wasn’t going to win. They were sitting around the pool Kannon added to his and Nisha’s aboveground dwelling—which, admittedly, Marcus didn’t understand since the ocean was right there, but whatever. It was more proof humans were odd… even those humans mers had converted, as Nisha did with Kannon.

Anyway, they were having a late dinner by the pool and enjoying the warm tropical evening when something was said about the powder their kind made from certain fish toxins. It was used for many things, including pain relief. It also was used to induce a dream-like state where the one who inhaled the powder was able to feel, but unable to move.

One thing led to another and then—bam pow. Fireworks. Kannon figured out Nisha had used the powder on him after he had arrived and was significantly unhappy with the knowledge, if the glaring and raised voices were any indication.

Brett sighed, taking a sip of his water. “I did warn Nisha. Granted, it was after the fact, but still. Even went on to tell him how badly I reacted when Brooke did the same thing to me.”

Brooke patted Brett’s hand. “Nisha should’ve told him before now.”

Marcus picked up one of the chilled shrimp appetizers and bit into it. Personally he thought they were better uncooked, but that was just him. “Why? He didn’t harm him.”

Brett sighed even louder. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and typed something into it. A few seconds later he turned the screen around so Marcus could see it.

“Oh, funny,” Marcus snapped as he stared at the definition of “consent” on the cell phone’s screen.

“Here’s a thought. Try reading the damn definition.” Brett glanced back over his shoulder at Nisha and Kannon.

Marcus shrugged his shoulder as he watched Nisha grabbed Kannon and try to kiss him senseless. Well, that was one way of ending an argument.

“You know, maybe if you guys would, a bunch of shit could be avoided later,” Brett said.

“Hmm? Would what?” Marcus asked, distracted by Kannon and Nisha. Kannon struggled for a minute then gave in, but Marcus wasn’t fooled. He’d gotten to know Kannon well enough to know Kannon didn’t give up easily when he wanted something—which was probably an apology and an acknowledgment that Nisha was wrong.

“Good grief, what’s up with you lately?” Brett asked. “I said if you guys tried reading the definition of consent then a bunch of shit could be avoided later.”

“Oh.” Marcus nodded. “I suppose so, but I’m not planning on mating a human—or anyone else—so it’s irrelevant.”

“Famous last words.” Brooke snickered.

Marcus picked up his drink and stared into it. He didn’t have anything against humans—he certainly fucked his fair share of them—but they were more trouble than they were worth.


About The Author:

M.A. Church is a true Southern belle who spent many years in the elementary education sector. Now she spends her days lost in fantasy worlds, arguing with hardheaded aliens on far-off planets, herding her numerous shifters, or trying to tempt her country boys away from their fishing poles. It’s a full time job, but hey, someone’s gotta do it!

When not writing, she’s exploring the latest M/M novel to hit the market, watching her beloved Steelers, or sitting glued to HGTV. That’s if she’s not on the back porch tending to the demanding wildlife around the pond in the backyard. The ducks are very outspoken. She’s married to her high school sweetheart, and they have two children. She was a finalist in the Rainbow awards for 2013.

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Taran Wird holds the unique ability to conjure fire and lightning. She is mated to Gemini, Second in Command to the Squaw Valley Pack of the Lake Tahoe Region, and the sole werewolf to possess the ability to split into two wolves. And although they are mates, Taran’s insecurities have driven them apart.  

Devastated by an injury that left her with a zombie-like limb, Taran struggles to regain command over her magic. But when her arm and her power turn against her, lashing out on those she most loves, she knows she can no longer carry this burden alone. Not that she likes the alternative. 

The only way to regain control of her magic is to align and learn from the local coven of witches

―the very ones who sought to banish her when she and her three unique sisters first moved to the mystical region. But although Taran is trying, the teachings don’t come easy, and the tasks leave her weak and emotionally shattered. 

Yet Taran must learn and learn fast. Time is running out. The fire she once mastered so easily has become her greatest adversary and is now slowly burning her alive . . .




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Cecy (pronounced Sessy) Robson is the new adult and contemporary romance author of the Shattered Past series, the O’Brien Family novels and new Carolina Beach series, as well as the award-winning author of the Weird Girls urban fantasy romance series. A 2016 double nominated RITA® finalist for Once Pure and Once Kissed, Cecy is a recovering Jersey girl living in the South who enjoys carbs way too much, and exercise way too little. Gifted and cursed with an overactive imagination, you can typically find her on her laptop silencing the yappy characters in her head by telling their stories.




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Winter is one hardheaded panther shifter. Nova is a calm sweetie who thinks about everyone else first. Makes for an entertaining story of love discovered in the middle of a war they weren’t aware they were in. One physical and one mental. The flow is just right for the tale. You get to know the newest characters while still being involved with the ones from the first book.

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Winter Blue, Guardian of the Shaw Pride, has sworn to protect the beautiful and stubborn Nova Raines. His panther knows that she is his mate, but Winter’s refusal to touch her causes him to almost destroy their fragile relationship when she is attacked by a human male and left for dead behind the bar that she owns.
The wolves are still on the loose, and when a rogue panther comes forward with information, the pride soon realizes that the male who assaulted Nova is a wolf and will stop at nothing until he kills her. The panthers assemble with a plan, ensuring that the pack of wolves are destroyed so that the pride can live in peace.
When Nova’s ability to protect herself is questioned, Winter has to make the decision to change her into what he is to save her life or leave her vulnerable to his enemies. His reasoning for keeping her human could also be the one thing that takes her life for good when the last remaining wolf returns to finish off the job.


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Theresa is a mother of two and the wife of a retired Air Force Master Sergeant. After seventeen years traveling the country, moving from base to base, the family has settled their roots back in Theresa’s home town of Olive Branch, MS, where she enjoys her time with old friends and family.

After almost three years of managing a retail bookstore, Theresa has gone behind the scenes to write romantic stories with flare. She daydreams of the perfect love affair and takes those ideas to paper.



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I love a bear who raises horse, yes that’s right Ben, a horse trainer. This is a cute story of a supernatural rodeo featuring vampires, werewolves, and other paranormal beings. This short story has humor, sadness, and the readers will cheer for Ozzie, the rodeo’s clown on the mystery on why Ben won’t shifted . I like how Ben is a fighter and not let anyone or anything stands in his way. Ben showed how life can give thunderstorms, but you can away find the sun to shine on you.
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Little bear comes into his own.

Ben Ursa has been out of the Midnight Rodeo game for a while, recovering from a terrible head injury. When he comes back, he finds a whole new place in the pecking order, his trained horses in high demand.

He also finds rodeo clown and grizzly shifter, Ozzie, who rejected him for being too young before. Now Ozzie thinks he’s just right, even if he is a little black bear. Can Ben really recover and become Ozzie’s mate, or will his family scheme to keep him “little bear”?



“Man, the bullfighters all have their panties in a wad. I hope to hell they settle it out.” Ozzie wiped makeup off his forehead, growling a little at Thack’s assistant, January.

“You and me and the boss and the big boss and every other creature here, sir.”


God, the wee little brownie was adorable. Such a cutie, with his little square glasses and his tiny soul patch of a beard.


Ozzie wanted to hug January and lick him, maybe. Definitely sniff him. Ozzie reined in his bear tendencies, which could crop up at the least convenient times. His desire wasn’t even sexual. More teddy bear like.

“So, tell me about the next venue,” Ozzie said. Their next stop was at a brand new arena.

“It’s near Santa Fe, sir. A charming arena with adequate facilities and a fabulous local pool of talent. They’re… surprisingly active there.”

“Are they? Good. We need more talent in the timed events.”

“Yes. Yes, I believe Ben Ursa will be rejoining us. Mr. Thackery is very pleased.”

Ben? Ben Ursa?

Poor kid. Ozzie remembered him well, and not only for his name, which was as bad as Osbourne McMahon. Bear Son of the Bear. Ben Ursa was Grizzly Adams meeting Latin.

“They get his brains all unrattled? Last time I saw him, he was in a bad way.”

“That depends on who you ask. January, I need the manifests for the drivers.” Thack nodded to Ozzie as January scrambled.

“Oh. Poor kid. But he’s good to ride?” He had to admit he’d had a thing for Ben, but he’d ignored it, waiting for the kid to be more confident. Hell, he felt like shit over it because the night the kid had gotten hurt, Ben tried to make a move on Ozzie, which he rebuffed.

He wanted Ben to be all grown-up first.

“He’s got a hard head.” Thack shrugged. “Shit, man, you know the kid is terrible at his job. He trains the best horses, though.”

“He does.” Good hazing, roping, and bulldogging horses were worth their weight in gold in their business. Worth enough to give a bad bulldogger a job. “I’ll have to stop by his trailer and say hi.”

It would be good to have another bear on tour again. Someone who understood about naps and salmon. Mmm. Salmon. He did love that stuff. Honey, too.

“He’s in the big black trailer with the bear painted on it.”

“Good deal.” He’d drop by on his way to get some food. Wave. Sniff some.

Thack nodded. “Good show, man.”

“Thank you.” Ozzie loved his job. He got to play on his natural bearish clumsiness and be a smart-ass at the same time.

Thack smiled, and Jesus fuck, that was creepy. All teeth and horns. Demons. Scary like whoa sometimes.

Ozzie waved and headed to see the little bear. Wow. That trailer was nicer than his. Way nicer.

Little Ben had family with money, with land, with amazing horses. Talk about a bear with a silver honey spoon in his mouth.

Ozzie grinned. Of course, the kid had also been hurt so bad a few seasons ago that he had to learn how to walk all over again. That meant the kid had grit. Determination.

He knocked on the trailer door, the little bear’s voice ringing out. “Coming!”

Ozzie tried to peer inside, but the window by the door was too small to get a good view.

The door opened up, bright button eyes shining at him from Ben’s smiling face. “Oz!”

“Hey, buddy.” Oh, look at that. Ben looked so much better than he had last time Ozzie had seen him.

“Come in. Come in. I just got here.” Ben was little for a bear, but a solid, broad shouldered man with a shock of pitch-black hair. He looked healthier, the skinny and pallor wore clean off from when he’d been hurt.

“Thanks. Thack said you were back.”

“I’m trying to be, yeah. It was touch and go.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re better, kiddo.” Man, the inside of the fifth wheel was amazing, a big kitchen and a huge platform bed visible in the back.

“Have a sit.”

The place was like a rolling condo—someone’s momma wanted to assure her cub was comfortable and safe.

He didn’t even have to move dirty clothes off the built-in sofa before he sat. “Nice place.”

“Yeah. Momma Bear. You know.”

“I do.” He’d met Ben’s mom. She was something else.

Ben blushed, head ducking, and Ozzie saw the scar, heavy and thick against his scalp. Damn.

“Hey, my mom still packs my lunch when she comes to visit. Smoked salmon tea sandwiches,” Ozzie said.

“I like smoked salmon. Lots. You want a beer?”

“Honey wheat?”

Ben nodded. “I got a six-pack. You’re off work, hmm?”

“I am.” He settled back, just—Man, it was nice to have another bear around, the scent familiar. Comforting. He forgot, sometimes, how alone he felt. Seeing Ben reminded him how much he’d liked the kid, too.

Little Ben brought him a beer, settling down across from him, all grins. Such a cutie. Really, Ozzie felt a little pervy around Ben. Just a little. Ben was gentle, peaceful, not a bit of growl in him.

Ozzie grinned. He had a lot of grr. A lot of grizzly.


About the Author:

Julia Talbot lives in the great Southwest, where there is hot and cold running rodeo, cowboys, and everything from meat and potatoes to the best Tex-Mex. A full time author, Julia has been published by Samhain Publishing, Dreamspinner Press, All Romance eBooks and Changeling Press. She believes in stories that leave a mark, and that everyone deserves a happy ending, so she writes about love without limits, where boys love boys, girls love girls, and boys and girls get together to get wild, especially when her crazy paranormal characters are involved. Find Julia at @juliatalbot on Twitter.

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