Welcome to Zodiac Shifters
A collection of books with an astrological spin on love. From Aries to Virgo… discover all-new tales of paranormal romance and urban fantasy.
Zodiac Shifters features New York Times, USA Today, and other bestselling authors. Each month expect new releases based upon the twelve astrology signs.
Aquarius ~ logical, curious, rebellious
Fated Souls by Bethany Shaw
Guardian Daire has one mission: eradicate the lycanthrope before they can prey on the citizens of St. Joseph, Michigan. Then, he meets the stunning Grace. He’s an immortal dragon shifter tied to the goddess Astraea and bound to the constellation Aquarius. He can never have anything more than a passing relationship, but that doesn’t stop him from craving her. The full moon is quickly approaching, and if he fails his mission, Grace and all the residents of the tiny town will become victims of the lycanthrope.
Single mom Grace is barely getting by, living paycheck to paycheck. Luck isn’t on her side, and things only seem to be getting worse. Little does she know, her whole world’s about to get turned upside down. Grace is thrust into a world she never knew existed. Determined to work with Daire to save her town, she offers to help the Zodiac guardian. He’s immortal, and she’s human. But that doesn’t stop her from craving his touch.
Release date: Jan. 24th 2017
Excerpt Option One (PG friendly)
Grace moved in time to the music while holding a beer in her hand and her wristlet purse in the other. Daire was behind her, moving, but barely. For someone so hot, he sure didn’t know how to dance. He couldn’t even seem to find his rhythm.
It didn’t matter. She was having fun. For the first time since her split with Dave, she was out enjoying herself. It didn’t matter that her date couldn’t dance. She took a step back at the same time he took one forward. Her bottom bumped into his groin. His hand snaked around her, pulling her closer.
Heat flooded through her, and not just because he was warm to the touch. His musk filled her senses, and she breathed it in. She let her head fall back on his chest.
“Are you having a good time?” he asked.
“Yeah. You?” Grace looked over her shoulder so she could see his face.
He scanned the room. “Yeah. It’s busier here than I thought it’d be.”
“Only bar in town, and it’s a Friday night,” she reminded with a laugh. “Do you play pool?”
“Sure. It looks like there’s a table available.” He nodded to the corner where a table had just opened up.
She found his hand with hers and guided him over to the table. “I haven’t played since college,” she said. Even then she’d just played with Dave when they were out on a double date.
“I guess I’ll have to go easy on you,” he said with a smirk.
Grace shook her head. “No. If I win, I want it to be fair and square. No ‘I-took-it-easy-on-you’ baloney.”
“Fine, you go first,” he said, offering her a pool stick. She set her purse down on the edge of the pool table.
She slipped the stick from his hand, shivering when his warm, callused fingers grazed against his. It had been a long time since she’d been with a man, and Daire would be a great guy to take home. But that wasn’t her thing. She was a relationship girl—always had been. He’d been married; maybe he’d prefer something a little more permanent, too. She’d have to feel him out.
Grace turned to the pool table. She leaned forward, eyeing the balls and her position as she prepared to break. She drew the stick through her fingers and shoved it forward, whacking the cue ball with a loud crack. It rolled across the felt and smacked into the triangle of balls. They rolled across the table, but none of them went into any of the holes.
“Darn,” she said with a sigh.
Daire chuckled as he set up his shot. He hit the ball, sending it careening into not one, but two solid balls that both fell in the pocket.
She pouted but didn’t say anything when he lined up his next shot and hit another ball in. “You do this a lot?” she asked after he hit in his fourth ball.
He shrugged. “I’ve spent a lot of time in bars. It’s given me plenty of opportunities to practice.”
“You don’t seem like a heavy drinker.” She watched him through narrowed eyes. He wasn’t drunk; he didn’t smell of alcohol, either. Not once since she’d met him.
“I can’t get drunk.”
“Really? That must be nice. I got drunk once in college. Never again.” She shook her head. Worst night of her life. “So, you can drink whatever you like without repercussion?” That was hard to believe. Everyone had a limit, right?
He nodded as he took his next shot. “It’s a good thing. I’ve become quite fond of moonshine.”
“Never had it.” She watched as he hit the ball. It bounced off the wall and hit one of the solid balls right into the pocket. At this rate, she’d be lucky to get another shot in.
“You’re missing out. It’s strong but good. I wouldn’t drink too much of it your first go. Do you want another beer?” he asked, nodding at her nearly empty bottle.
“No. I’m good. I might go into work to pick up some overtime in the morning.”
“What do you do?” Daire asked.
Grace snorted. “I’m an assistant at Channel Five News.”
“So, you help the reporters out and stuff?” he asked.
“Sort of. I follow up on leads, take their calls, and fact check things before they air stories. It’s okay, but it’s not what I want to be doing.”
“What makes you say that?” he asked as he put down the stick to stare at her.
She shifted under his gaze. “I was going to college for journalism and communications. I was the editor of the school paper, and everything looked promising for me until I got pregnant. Don’t get me wrong; I would do it all over again for my son. Caden is a wonderful boy, and I can’t imagine my life without him. I just wish I hadn’t let Dave talk me into quitting school. I should’ve finished. It would’ve been hard, but other people have done it. Now…” She trailed off and shook her head. “Not only did I drop out of school, but I stayed home up until we filed for divorce. I’m lucky to be working in the field I want to at all. Luckily, I had an acquaintance from school that worked at the news station and helped me get my job. I’m doing good to pay all my bills on time each month. I don’t have the time or money to go back to school to finish. I think the only hope I have to pursue my dream career is to get my big break, but what are the chances of me finding the story of a lifetime?”
Daire mumbled something under his breath that sounded like, ”Be careful what you wish for,” but before she could question him, he asked, “Your ex doesn’t help you out financially?”
Grace sighed. “I get child support, but I racked up a lot of credit cards to pay for my divorce. Once you fall into the pit of credit card debt, it’s near impossible to dig yourself out. But things are looking up; I’ve got my apartment and car.”
“How is your car running, by the way?”
“So far, so good. I don’t think it’s ever run so good. So, thanks.”
He lined up another shot and hit the eight ball into the pocket. “Game.”
“When I told you not to take it easy on me, I didn’t think I was playing a professional,” she teased. “One more round?”
Excerpt Option Two (Spicy)
Grace gripped the handrail as she made her way down the stairs. Daire was at the wood burner, tossing another log in. He shut the door and glanced her way.
“Yeah. Finally. I didn’t think he’d go down.”
“It’s been a long day,” Daire said. He wiped his hands on his jeans.
Grace went to the couch and sank into it. “Tell me about it.” By the time they’d arrived at the cabin and gotten everything cleaned up, gathered wood, and settled in, it was dinnertime. “Where is everyone?”
“Kevin is sleeping. We gave him a tranquilizer to help him sleep. He’s been having a rough go of it. Ethney and Aric are out sweeping the area. They’ll be out most of the night.” Daire sat down next to her.
So, it was just the two of them awake. “Do you think it’s safe here?” she asked. Her gaze drifted to the stairs. Caden was asleep in the first bedroom on the right.
“I’m not going to let anything happen to you or Caden, Grace. You have my word.” Daire reached out and grasped her hand, giving it a squeeze.
She curled her fingers around his palm. He was so warm. His large hand fit so nicely against hers, and she couldn’t help but wonder where else it would fit. Heat rushed through her, and she squirmed.
“Promise me you won’t do anything crazy again like you did today,” Daire said, taking her other hand, too.
What she’d done had been insane. It could’ve gotten her hurt—or worse, killed.
“Grace?” Daire prompted when she didn’t say anything.
“I won’t,” she said with a shake of her head. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I just saw them taking Aric and Kevin, and I reacted.”
“I don’t know what I would’ve done if something had happened to you.” Daire lifted his hand off hers so he could stroke his thumb over her cheek.
She used her free hand to grasp his, holding the calloused palm against her face. “I don’t want to keep ignoring whatever this is, Daire.”
He tried to retract his hand, but she held it firm. “I know you have to leave after the full moon.” She met his eyes and held his gaze. “I know you’re bound by your agreement, but…” She looked at her lap, then back at him. “If I don’t let myself fall for you, I don’t think I’ll ever forgive myself.”
“Grace,” he said, inching closer.
“I’d rather have something temporarily than nothing at all,” she said, leaning in to close the distance. She pressed her lips against his, inhaling when his mouth began to move against hers.
His hands snaked around her middle once again, tugging her, so she was straddling his waist. “I can only promise you until the full moon.” He pushed her hair back from the nape of her neck. “I want this, too… if you’re sure.”
She nodded at him before closing the distance once again. Their mouths melded together. His tongue swept out to trace along her lips. She moaned into his mouth while rocking her hips against his. His already hardening member rubbed against her center, creating a wonderful friction.
Part of her wondered if the short time she had with Daire would be enough. The other part just wanted to feel what it would be like in his capable hands. No man had ever looked at her the way Daire did. It was like she was the only person in the room. If all they had was a little over a week, then she would take what she could get.
Daire’s hands smoothed up and down her back until they slid under her butt. He shifted on the couch before standing. She locked her ankles around his back. Daire carried her through the house to the stairs. Grace nuzzled his neck while he ascended, taking them to the second bedroom and kicking the door shut with his foot.
Her fingers went to the buttons of his flannel. She’d never found flannel sexy before, not until she’d seen it on him. She unbuttoned each fastener and slid her hand inside the opening to feel his taut muscles rippling as he carried her to the bed.
He laid her down on the mattress and stared down at her. One of his hands went to her breast, cupping it against the fabric of her sweater. The other hand tugged at the fastener of her pants until the button popped open. His fingers slid her zipper down, and his hand slipped inside.
Grace moaned as he placed his palm against her center. His fingers pushed her panties aside and then pressed against her clit. She bucked her hips up, stifling a cry at the sheer feel of him.
He leaned forward and caught her lips again. She groaned into his mouth while he swirled his tongue over hers. Her own hand went to his jeans, releasing the button and easing its way inside. She paused, realizing he wasn’t wearing any underwear. A smile slid across her lips while her fingers tiptoed further down until they wrapped around his engorged cock.
About the Author
Bethany is happily married to her husband of 9 years and has two wonderful children. She grew up in, and currently lives in Central Ohio.
Writing has always been her passion, and she is thrilled to share it with her readers. She also enjoys, reading, spending time with her family, and walking.
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Bethany Shaw is the author of the following series: Werewolf Wars, Hunted, Times Journey, Wayward Wolves, Rainier Pack, and the standalone stories: The Best Mistake, Rescued by the Bear, and Claiming His Mate.