Shifter anthology. I found the first story Lion Eyes By Jodi Lynn Copeland indifferent. The background on the shifters was muddy and the heroine's mom got over some really strong prejudices really quickly - and then there was the fact that the hero busts out of jail and kills the REAL bad guy w...
Book 1 in the Blood Lines series Anca has believed her father was dead her entire life. When Demi appears to bring her to visit her dying father, at first she doesn't believe him. Once she's convinced her father still lives, she agrees to meet him. It's only when she arrives in Corsova that she r...
It had taken most of the evening for Abby to gather the courage to ask him that, and it was over a shared pint of Ben & Jerry’s that she managed to push the words through her lips. Lucas was on a blanket on the floor, doing his best to sit up, though he was likely still too young. He was push...
Her feet hurt from all the walking she’d done in new sandals, but she didn’t hesitate to agree when he suggested they dress up and have dinner at one of the restaurants in the resort. She made her way to the room she was using, his wording suggesting the restaurant would be expensive. ...
From her recollections as Erin, she knew this couldn’t possibly be Vallsade Manor, but had no chance to ask questions as Brannon and Nicholas slid from the cab. Instead, she followed suit, pausing to admire the small section of garden she could see through the wrought iron fence surrounding the p...
Phoebe was sore in places she hadn’t even remembered existed and the hot water cascading over her did little to ease the pleasurable aches. It would serve him right if every muscle in his body screamed in protest from their night of sex, though he had seemed disgustingly chipper upon waking. She ...
She went to his house for dinner and a movie, curling up on the sofa with him and Angel while they ate Chinese food from a box and watched Netflix. When the baby woke and fussed, she held her while he went to get her bottle, and a wave of longing swept over her. She was on...
If not for his supporting arm cradling hers, she might have fallen over in shock at the sight that met her eyes. She couldn’t help gazing with childlike wonder at the Christmas tree dominating the lobby. It must have been twenty feet tall, but the arched ceiling of the room easily accommodated it...
This work may not be shared or reproduced in any fashion without permission of the publisher and/or author. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters are over the age of 18. © Kit Tunstall, 2011 Smashwords Edition Blake feels coerced to take out his bes...
It was early enough in the morning that he had the place to himself, and he’d started jogging while it was still dark. Being a cougar-shifter, he was able to see as clearly in the dark as he would have during the light, so he always timed his runs to start before dawn, culminating with the specta...
A glance at the clock revealed it was still early, and she slid out of bed and looked around for something to wear. Someone, presumably Roman, had hung the red dress on a hook near the bathroom door, but the idea of climbing into the formal gown again this early was unappealing. Since it was a we...
A copper taste lingered in his mouth, remnants of a hunt he couldn’t remember. Vague images came to him, chief among them Zinsa staring at him, speaking to him in a soothing tone, but smelling of fear. How much had really happened, and how much was a product of his mind, produced during the time ...
Knowing Madison was on the other side put a bounce in his step. He wasn’t looking forward to the initial pouting in which she was likely to engage, but once that was over, a night of pleasure loomed. He opened one of the doors slowly, as if he had all the time in the world, strolling through in ...
Instead, her attention shifted and remained glued to Jake. As soon as the door had clicked shut behind them, he unbuttoned his jacket and dropped it carelessly across the wingback chair nearest the door. Her mouth watered with anticipation as she waited for him to finish undressing. Apparently, J...
Both solid male walls that had sheltered her all night were gone. She was tucked up under the Americana quilt, but it was no substitute for two hot cowboys. Being early April, it wasn’t all that cold anyway, but she still felt their absence, as though her body had adjusted to having them surround...