My goal was to escape my corrupt father.
As a dragon shifter, I craved a simpler life in Colorado.
But little did I know…that Maddy would end up working at my barn.
The most troublesome employee.
The hottest woman I’d ever met.
And my old childhood friend.
She made my life a living hell.
But I stood by her as her teacher, protector…
And as the man that wanted to give her the world.
Being with Maddy and taking her body felt like a dream.
But giving her my heart?
That was harder than I’d thought.
Maddy was a little brat that I needed to tame.
Her entitled-self wouldn’t allow us to give our love another shot.
Could we defeat the odds and be together… or is our future together doomed once again?
Each book in this sexy-as-sin series can each be read as standalones, and has no cliffhangers, but are best read in order.
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Tess is a werecat on the run. Her family is missing and she's suffered a
serious injury. When she stumbles upon a shifter haven she meets wolf shifter, Nate.
Their attraction is instantaneous. But finding her mate couldn't have come at a worse time. Hunters are closing in and she must find her family before they are killed.
Werecats can't be trusted. They are the enemy. Nate is tasked with helping Tess find her family and escorting them to a nearby pride. As they work together, they unravel secrets from the past and discover new threats. Nate must choose between passion and duty. Will he walk away from his home or lose his soul mate forever?
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Devon stood up, searching for a rag, towels, anything to put on her forehead. The sink was only a few feet away. He briskly walked toward it, pulling out several paper towels from the dispenser and wetting them slightly before he knelt and pressed them to her forehead.
She closed her eyes and opened them again, her hand coming up to rest on top of his. It still shook, but her breathing seemed less erratic. “It’s mostly my head. Are you sure it’s not bad?”
“Head injuries bleed a lot, Lark. It’s not that bad, five stitches at most. Do you remember what day it is?” Devon asked. She would likely have a concussion, but he wanted to assess how bad off she was.
“It’s Saturday, and you’re late,” she replied with a frown, after a long moment.
“Glad to see you’re okay.” It was an attempt at lightening the mood. Judging by the scowl, she’d perceived it as something else.
Lark quirked her brow at him and pushed away, grimacing as she sat up. Her other hand flew to her head. Worried she might pass out, Devon gripped her shoulders and pushed her back so she was leaning against the table leg.
“Oh my God,” she said. Her chest heaved and her eyes widened.
Devon didn’t need to look to know what she saw. He tucked a hand under her chin and turned her gaze back to him. “It’s okay,” he said quietly.
“Is he? Did I? I stabbed him, oh my God.” Lark’s breath sped up, sending tears sliding down her face.
“He’s unconscious and tied up. I took care of the other guy.” They needed to get out of here before more of Emmett’s men showed up, or she had a breakdown. “Can you stand? We should go.”
“But you killed the other man?” Her voice squeaked, several octaves higher than normal.
“He tried to kill you, Lark. If I didn’t kill him, he would have killed both of us.”
Lark closed her eyes and took in a shaky breath. “Let's go.” She opened her eyes, a look of determination on her face.
They stood up together. Lark’s body trembled beneath his hand. She wrapped her warm fingers tightly around his forearm, the other holding the towels to her head. His free hand wound around her waist, pulling her close and supporting her with his body. She wobbled slightly, but found her footing.
Devon led her out back, helped her into the passenger side of the truck, and buckled her in. “Lean back and relax, we’ll get you taken care of as soon as we get to the ranch.”
“You’re sure it’s not that bad?” Lark leaned her head back onto the headrest and blotted the giant bloodied knot with the towel.
“You’ll be fine,” Devon assured her, closing the truck door. “Keep the pressure on it to help stop the blood flow.” He pulled his cell phone out and dialed Rick’s number.
“Everything okay, Devon?”
“I need a cleanup crew sent to the bakery ASAP.”
“What happened? Is Lark okay? Were you hurt?” Rick yelled into the phone.
“She’s shaken up, but she’ll be fine. Probably has a concussion, and she definitely needs stitches. It was two of Emmett’s men. I took care of them. One is dead, the other is in restraints.”
“Thank God. Bring her here, I’ll call Preston and let Sarah know. She’s really okay?”
“We’ll be there shortly.”
“Be safe, Devon.”
Devon hung up and climbed into the truck. Lark sat with her eyes closed. He gently touched her arm. Now that they were out of danger, he could no longer ignore the electric charge that shot through his fingers at the mere touch of her heated flesh. “Hey, don’t fall asleep.”
Lark’s eyes popped open. “I was just resting my eyes,” she murmured. Her gaze lowered to his hand on her arm.
“Right,” Devon chuckled, pulling away from her and starting the car. “Seriously though, you need to stay awake. You may have a concussion.”
“I suppose you would know, huh?”
“Actually, yes, but I’m speaking more from a professional standpoint.”
Lark frowned, turning to stare at him. “There’s no way you’re a doctor.”
“Is that so hard to believe?” Devon pulled onto the main road.
Feeling her watching him, he glanced at her from the side. She sighed and looked away, seeming more relaxed. The talking helped, and he needed to make sure she stayed coherent.
“At first it was a way to take care of myself after my mishaps, but it became much more than that. I enjoyed it. The rush of saving someone’s life is a feeling you can’t possibly imagine.”
“Will you pursue that line of work here?” Lark asked.
“Not at the moment, maybe once all this settles down.”
“Right.” Lark rolled her eyes with a sigh.
“My first priority is taking care of my family and pack. In case you didn’t notice, my stepfather is a little upset about us leaving.”
“Is that who those guys were, from his pack?” Lark asked quietly, her voice thick with unshed tears.
“Yes, I don’t know why he came after you. We usually try not to involve humans as our existence is supposed to be a secret.” Anguish filled him again at Emmett lashing out at Lark. “You’re safe. I mean, we won’t let anyone hurt you.”
“Thank you.” Lark turned back to him.
Devon shifted his eyes to her. “You’re welcome.”
One night with a gorgeous billionaire leaves me speechless … and accidentally pregnant.
I always stay professional, especially when signing a contract with a client like him.
But our business celebration leads to a private party …
And no matter how wrong our night was, that pregnancy test doesn’t lie.
I have sworn off men, and I don’t mean to make an exception for him.
It doesn’t matter that he’s hot enough to burn down the club.
It doesn’t matter that our chemistry is completely off the charts.
It doesn’t matter that his presence fills the emptiness inside of me.
There are just too many reasons why we can’t be together.
One is his utterly maddening protectiveness.
Another is that I simply don’t believe in love.
And still another is that there is something he’s not telling me.
And slowly, I am beginning to ask myself: Am I carrying the baby of a monster?
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What do you do if the people you're trying to help end up dead?
Woodward Hill has always been abuzz about the mysterious founding family, so Rose Woodward is no stranger to gossip and curious eyes. However, her peaceful life in the New Age district is shattered when her clients turn up dead after her henna healing sessions, and she becomes the prime suspect in a serial murder case.
Thane Richmond is new to the central California lakeside community, and his plans for quietly settling down come to a screeching halt. The evidence for these ritualistic serial murders points toward a curvy psychic, who doesn’t fit the profile. This homicide detective is determined to clear her of suspicion to make room for her in his bed.
Yet as Thane gets closer to uncovering the truth, Rose must use her gifts to help Thane find the killer before both of them are marked for death.
The Gothic mansion of the Woodward family casts a mysterious shadow over the quaint resort town of Woodward Hill. Amidst the storybook homes dotting the California mountainside surrounding the lake, whispers of the founding family’s sordid history color the atmosphere with danger…and create the perfect setting for intrigue, romance and suspense.
The Woodward Hill Mystery Romance series—paranormal romance meets small-town mysteries, so expect some hot steam between the sheets with intriguing mysteries to be unraveled.
The invasion is over, but the battle for Earth has begun.
I’m desperate for information about my family. It’s been weeks since the Imanji invaded. The soul-sucking aliens still roam the streets in search of their next meal and everyone is a target. When my new friend Orion, a phoenix shifter, offers to take me on a quick trip to Nebraska to see if my family left behind any clues to where they might be, I jump at the opportunity. What I find is a wasteland. But it gets worse. Orion and I become the Imanjis next target.
I jumped at the opportunity to help Holly with a recon mission to search for her parents. When the Imanji attack, we find ourselves buried under layers of ice and cut off from the world. I have to get our shuttle running before life support fails. Can I save the mesmerizing woman and capture her heart, or will we both succumb to the Imanjis evil plans?
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I wanted to continue to move, but my body seemed to be rooted to the floor. I opened my mouth to cry out. No sound came. Why couldn’t I move? Had I hit the case that hard? Or…oh my god. It’s the aliens. They are making it so I can’t fight back.
Tears pricked my eyes. A sob got stuck in my throat. An unidentifiable sound escaped. Think, Addison!
I looked at the alien in front of me more closely. It was slender and taller than I expected. It stood at least a foot over me. Its blood-red eyes bore into me, and its voice spoke in my mind again.
“Tell me, how many of you are there?” the alien asked.
His voice raced through my mind. My mouth opened, ready to tell him everything. No. I clamped my mouth shut. I’m not telling him anything.
Coercion swept over me, but I maintained my silence. The longer I fought, the greater chance the kids and the others had to get away. Every second counted.
The alien reached out and touched my cheek, trailing his long, scaly finger down my face. I wanted to be sick. I wanted to run away. Move. Vomit. Something. His mind pressed against mine. My head seared like someone took a hammer to my temple. I screamed. I lifted my arm and tried to jab the glass into the alien’s chest. He caught my wrist, wrenching it to the side, causing the glass to fall to the floor. I tried to tug my hand free of his grasp, but he held tight.
“It’s been a long time since I found someone so defiant,” he told me as he grasped my chin. “I shall enjoy breaking you.” He dug his fingers into my skin. My jaw ached as he squeezed tighter. I tried to wiggle free. Blood flooded my mouth. “Tell me, how many of you are there?”
I gathered spittle and spat it at the alien. He flinched as it trickled down his face.
Gazing up at him defiantly, I noticed a lime green goo oozing from his chest. Is that blood? Yes, yes, it is. This is the one I stabbed. Unfortunately, it didn’t appear to be phasing him at all. If a blade to the chest didn’t hurt them, what would?
Faster than I could see, the hand holding my chin whipped up and struck me across the cheek. I toppled to the floor. Pain sliced through my skull. Sticky warmth coated my cheek and my vision darkened. No. No. No. Don’t you dare black out!
“Stop! Please. I’ll tell you what you need to know. Just leave her alone, please!” Marcus pleaded, his voice sounding miles away even though I was sure he was still in the room with me.
“No,” I said, forcing my gaze to focus. I wobbled and tried to sit up. The ground seemed to be vibrating. Everything was spinning. How hard had he hit me? I needed to focus and fast.
The alien turned, trudging away from me.
“Marcus, no,” I said, my voice coming out weaker than I’d intended. My arms trembled as I tried to get to my hands and knees so I could crawl across the floor toward him.
Marcus met my apprehensive gaze and shook his head. “I’m sorry, Addison. I can’t let them hurt you.”
“No…you…don’t understand,” I said, fighting for a breath. The more I moved, the worse my head hurt.
“Tell me. How many of you are there?” the alien asked Marcus.
“Twenty adults and sixty-two children,” his monotone voice echoed throughout the room.
“Very good.” The alien nodded at his men.
All the other aliens darted out the door while the lead creature glanced back at me, a wide smile on his face, and his black teeth gleaming. He turned to Marcus, raised his hand, and placed it on Marcus’ brow. I scrambled across the floor to help. Whatever invisible force holding me back seemed to be gone, at least temporarily. Marcus seemed to be miles away, even though I was sure it was just a few feet.
Marcus howled as a white light encompassed him. The light permeated his body. His skin began to flake away, like leaves blowing in the wind.
“No! Stop!” I cried out. My heart pounded. I pushed to my feet. It was too late. Marcus’ body was nothing more than a pile of white ash on the floor. I covered my mouth. Tears welled in my eyes. He was gone.
The alien turned back to me; the wide smile still plastered on his face. He took a step toward me.
Oh my God. I’m next.
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Rescued by the Wolves
My arranged mate rejects me.
My father disowns me.
Fate throws me into the arms of three wolf shifters with a secret of their own.
Getting close to them is dangerous.
Yet, I can’t stay away.
Rejected by my mate and exiled by my clan, my life seemed over.
Until I met two hot wolf shifter brothers.
We forge a bond stronger than the old ways of our kind.
It has to be… because my life depends on it.
Her True Dragon Mates
Meeting two dragon shifters, opened my eyes to a whole new world.
They make my body and soul come alive.
If I stay with them, I’m forbidden to go back to my old life.
Can I really leave my life behind for this fantasy?
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Bethany Shaw writes paranormal, science fiction and contemporary romance. Vampires, shapeshifters, and good old-fashioned romances are her favorites. Writing has always been a passion of hers and she enjoys creating fun and imaginative characters and worlds.