Celebrate Spring – With the sexy shifters of Ashwood Falls – A Leopard’s Path by Lia Davis!

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Celebrate the last of Spring with the sexy shifters of Ashwood Falls.

A Leopard’s Path by Lia Davis!

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Return to Ashwood Falls with A LEOPARD’S PATH by fan favorite and bestselling author, Lia Davis. Spring has finally arrived and is here to stay, so the sexy shifters are out in full force in Ashwood Falls. But, there’s some discord and tension. Can Kieran and Ana work through their trust issues to find love or will it all fall apart?

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 Stolen from her family as an infant, Ana Darwin-Andrews has to piece together her past and present. Her whole life is a lie. There’s only one man she feels she can trust, but even he has secrets.

Kieran Michaels keeps a tight lid on his past, but the Onyx Alpha knows his darkest secrets. Kieran will stop at nothing to destroy the rogue before the past is reveled. Ana can never discover his hands are as bloodstained as their enemy’s, because life without her is not an option.

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 SummerBlog My ReviewWelcome back to Ashwood Falls.  I love this shifter series, wolves and leopards in the same pack. Interacting to protect and secure their land as well as their families/pack mates.

In this latest book, Ana and Kieran have to face their issues about mating and each other’s fiercely protective natures.

The man whom Ana had thought to be her father Felix (former Alpha of the Onyx pack) has located his mate Savannah (a powerful dark witch and leopard) and freed her. Revenge is their priority as they seek their daughters. Sable who is wanted by the Alphas for crimes committed with her father, and Ana, now with the Ashwood Falls pack, her true family.

One of my favorite scenes is in the beginning of the book, after Sable sends her son away to Ashwood Falls and has been taken by her parents.

Light scratching sounded at the back door. Relaxing, she stood. “I think I hear Cora’s bobcat cub.”
 Spring ran free around Ashwood. It amazed Ana how the cub knew not to leave the den.

Ana opened the back door and gasped. Curled up on the welcome mat with a backpack next to him was a young jaguar. But not just any jaguar. “Nigel?”

He lifted his head and gazed into her eyes. A tidal wave of sorrow slammed into her. No, please no. She glanced back at Kieran, her vision blurring. Kieran stepped forward, picked up the cub and carried him to the fire.

Ana sat cross-legged next to Nigel, stroking his fur until he warmed enough to shift. When he did, he threw himself at Ana, hugging her tightly. She hugged him back while pulling the blanket from where it had dropped on the couch and wrapping it around his naked body to keep him warm.

“Mom…they took her.”

Ana’s heart froze for a brief moment and her blood ran cold, but it wasn’t from the weather.


“Felix and a witch.”

This is the beginning of many revelations, including the revelation to Nigel that his father wasn’t dead but living here in Ashwood Falls.  With Felix and Savannah together again, the knowledge that the war could escalate quickly makes finding Sable a priority. Jared her mate although he had broken the bond could still sense her and would lead the search with his son Nigel.

Kieran and Ana’s relationship goes through many surprises, changes and compromises as this latest episode unwinds.  Many emotional scenes, as well as very hot ones.

In spite of it not being a short book, it was a quick read since I couldn’t put it down.  It brings closure to some questions and then starts another bunch which I am sure are the basis for the next book in the series.

5 Contented PURRS for Lia’s latest!

A wonderful summer read. Don’t miss it and if you haven’t already catch up on the series via the links below and also enter the giveaway.
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The Ashwood Falls series: A Tiger’s Claim | A Mating Dance | Surrending to the Alpha | Divided Loyalties

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Lia Davis  Lia Davis

Lia Davis is a mother to two young adults and three equally special kitties, a wife to her soul mate, and a lover of romance. She and her family live in Northeast Florida battling hurricanes and very humid summers. But it’s her home and she loves it!

An accounting major, Lia has always been a dreamer with a very active imagination. The wheels in her head never stop. She ventured into the world of writing and publishing in 2008 and loves it more than she imagined. Writing is stress reliever that allows her to go off in her corner of the house and enter into another world that she created, leaving real life where it belongs. Her favorite things are spending time with family, traveling, reading, writing, chocolate, coffee, nature and hanging out with her kitties.

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Like some Royality? Some Like It Easy – by Heather Long – Is the next book for you!

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He’s lived the good life…

Cut off from his finances and ordered get his life together, George Dagmar registers for university in New York. College life, as it turns out, isn’t so bad. He can party, meet lots of girls, and hang out—at least according to professional student and artist, Penny Novak. When they tangle in the sheets, George quickly realizes she is more than an affair…

She lives life on her terms…

Penny enjoys a bohemian lifestyle and plans to live as a poor artist for the rest of her life, answering to no one but her muse. Spoiled George doesn’t impress her, but when her sister asks her to keep an eye on the brat prince, Penny can’t help but tweak his royal nose. When he rises to the occasion and proves he can be funny and charming, they hit the sheets. Reveling in their carefree affair, Penny has no complaints until George slips and declares his love. Galvanized by fear of a set in stone future, this commitment-phobe bolts…

Changing the rules…

He’s never wanted anyone the way he wants her. George will go to any length to prove they were meant to be together. Even grow up…

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This is the continuing story of the Dagmar family. Royal in every sense of the word. George Dagmar is the third son of the Andraste royal house, the spare.  George is the playboy, the spoiled youngest of three brothers.  As such he hasn’t taken anything very seriously except one thing that managed to initiate more assassination attempts on his family.  His Highness, Andraste Grand Duke Armand, his eldest brother has ordered him to college. Which he has managed to fail spectacularly.

Summoned to the family home in St Moritz for the winter holiday, George is confronted by a royally pissed off Armand.  He is given the choice of only three universities willing to accept him, and his access to his trust fund and credit cards is cut off.  He would only have an allowance to live on, one which his attempt to argue, as dropped to a minimal amount.

Penny Novak is Armand’s sister-in-law.  Not thrilled to be ensconced with only family in the castle-like estate, she goes exploring. Needing a bathroom she finds herself in George’s suite when he returns from the confrontation with Armand. She cajoles George into somewhat talking to her and in the process she unknowingly selects the university he would attend NYU.

At the end of the holiday, George shows up on her doorstep. Penny’s roommate Mallory opens the door expecting pizza and in walks George and his bodyguards.  This is one of my favorite scenes in the book.

“You have two minutes. What are you doing here?”

“I’m moving in.”

Oka-a-a-ay. That wasn’t the answer she’d expected.

Cheeks ruddy from a shower and damp ringlets of honey brown hair gave Penny a fresh-faced innocence he’d not noticed when she’d stormed through his bad mood in Switzerland. Even her oversized pajamas looked adorable—and a little sexier than he’d ever imagined possible for flannel.

The color in her face seemed to deepen at his announcement. “You’re doing what?”

“Next door. I’m moving in next door.” He’d assumed Anna would have told her. Certainly Armand kept his wife apprised of the details. “I took your suggestion.”

“Okay, you’re going to have to catch me up. The words you’re speaking are English, but I’m missing something here. 

You’re moving into my apartment building? Here? In Brooklyn?”

“Well, technically Manhattan, but yes.” He paused when her roommate returned, juggling three wine glasses and a bottle. Accepting one with a polite smile, he blinked when Penny took her glass and the bottle. She drained the full measure then refilled it. “Are you all right?”

“No, not really. Back to the story, princeypoo.”

“Very well. You suggested New York University. I’ll be beginning the semester there this week. The apartment next door will be my residence and my men will take the other apartments on this floor.”

Thus begins an interesting relationship between a snarky artist and a Prince.

Penny manages to help George find the path he needs to buckle down and excel in his courses. George develops a friendship with Mallory although his main focus is Penny. When Mallory’s mother has a heart attack, George arranges transportation and a driver to stay with her.  While Mallory is gone Penny and George’s friendship starts to be something more, way more.

I thoroughly enjoyed watching this relationship grow.  George especially, as he learns to be a college kid instead of just a privileged prince.  I love that Penny calls him princeypoo every time he pisses her off. This friendship leads to explosive sex, a declaration, and secrets that could end it all.

All in all a great summer read!

Five contented PURRS for Heather’s Royalty.

Each book in this series is a standalone, so you don’t have to read them in order.  However, if you want to know about other characters in the book, you can find their stories here:

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National bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas summertime. From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories–her characters drive the books. When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.

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Infinite Possibilities – Double Cover Reveal – One Erotic – One PG

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The universe is not one; it is infinite. A multi-verse of possible lives where history and science can change our experiences and mold who we are. I am only one of many possible me’s that exist. I have lived, loved, and died a million times, and there are millions of other lives waiting to be led. My name is Ember Addams, and these are my sexy stories.

These stories contain graphic situations that may not be appropriate for readers under 18 years of age.


Passionate Betrayal
Erin Maxwell
Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance

Tagline: A vampire’s death is only certain by the blades of an angel’s wing.
Ember Addams, a vampire princess, has lived her life training to become a member of the vampire Royal Family Elite Guard to protect them from the Archangel Talon, and his uprising.
It’s during her training that she meets Gideon, a gorgeous hybrid who hides his identity from others. From first contact, Ember knew she was in love with Gideon, and although it was forbidden, Gideon loved her too.
When the completely unexpected happens, Ember’s chance of being an Elite Guard is compromised. What is worse, with the demons chance of survival falling, they side with the angels, and Gideon betrays her to stand alongside his people. Ember is left to defend their secret, her people and her life, from the enemy onslaughts.
Talon takes the life of a powerful creature with the knowledge of a secret prophecy that will unfold, with the potential to destroy all life.
Ember takes it upon herself to unite the vampires and demons to avenge the life taken by Talon, and save them all from certain death.
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The Lion’s Den
Paige Matthews
Genre: Erotica


Tagline: Save a life. Submit.
There is an underground world that many don’t know about. A secret life led by many but rarely talked about. There are people that are a part of this world who are good, following the rules, and doing their thing before heading back into the real world.
Then there are people who use this world for bad. Opening clubs under the pretense of being a safe place to practice your fantasies, while stealing and selling women for profit, not caring what they are sold for as long as a quick buck is made.
Ember Addams arrives in this life not knowing a thing about it. Only picking up a fact or two about her life from her hot-as-hell partner, Austin, an FBI agent who seems to be something more than just her partner. As Ember regains her memories she discovers that she has thrust herself into this world she’s only slightly delved into before. The life of a submissive.

As her nerves get the better of her in her new assignment, Ember questions whether she will be able to pull this scheme off and save another girl from being sold for sex and facing an untimely death. Will she be able to follow through with the plan she was so gung-ho for initially? And more importantly, can Austin keep his promise and save her in time?

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Deceptive Lover
Dawn White
Genre: Erotic Thriller

What happens when two unmovable objects meet? One has to die. Ember Adams falls heads over heels with Trent, only to discover he isn’t who she thinks he is. Will Ember survive this journey, or will she be forever marred?



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Clandestine Affairs
Stacey Floersheim
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Ember has lived her life as a high class thief. Stealing art, jewelry and the like from unsuspecting well-to-do families. Demetri is in the same business, a partner of sorts to Ember. The hot Russian who is ready and willing to help Ember out whenever asked.
The attraction between the two is palpable. Demetri lets Ember know of his lust for her while Ember runs and hides from it.
When a mistake from the past makes an appearance back in Ember’s life, trying to make her take the fall for his crimes, it is Demetri to the rescue. Can the two of them work together to bring this mastermind down? Will Ember be able to fight her feelings for Demetri in the process?


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Obsidian Born
Rachel A Olson
Genre: Erotic Fantasy

Tagline: Doomed by prophecy. Saved by fate.
Thirty year-old Ember Addams has spent her entire life living under close guard. She doesn’t really know why, but she’s never asked either. When she’s reunited with an old schoolmate and his son, Ember discovers she’s not just the only redheaded fairy born with black magic in all of Tír na Ní, she’s also The Fey, destined by prophecy to die.
Only the prophecy is wrong.
With the help of her two new guardsmen, Ember sets out to finally learn how to wield her fairy magic, and make it to the hidden kingdom where the high fairy queen awaits. Will the prophecy drive her to her doom? Or will she survive long enough to save all the fairy folk in Tír na Ní?


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The Shifting of Ember
Lisa Logue
Genre: Paranormal Romance


Ember can’t remember a thing aside from her name. When Orin finally finds her, he nurses her back to health, finding she’s more than he can handle. He tells Ember of their shifter origin and she’s forced to leave Orin behind to find her family. She’s welcomed with open arms and misleading intentions that are apparent from the start. Ember’s fight for the truth threatens everything as she begins to unfold who she is and the terrible events that brought her near death.


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Destined Death
Katie Mayo-Jackson
Genre: Post-Apocalyptic

Destiny has chosen Ember to fight the infected. With loved ones to support her and be there when she needs them. Can she make it to London to save this universe? Can she make it before the infected get to her?



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The universe is not one; it is infinite. A multi-verse of possible lives where history and science can change our experiences and mold who we are. I am only one of many possible me’s that exist. I have lived, loved, and died a million times, and there are millions of other lives waiting to be led. My name is Ember Addams, and these are my stories.


Rise of the Phoenix
Erin Danzer
Genre: YA, Mythology


Ember, daughter of Helios, Greek God of the sun, is curious about the forbidden world of humans. She meets a boy and they become friends until her father sees her demise in a vision. Helios, enraged at her disobedience, orders her to stay away from the boy, but having been observing him for a time, Ember realizes she loves him. She disobeys her father’s demands, setting in motion a series of events that will pit God against God as Persephone tries to help the star crossed lovers. Will Ember be able to spend her life with her love? Or will her father find a way to keep them apart forever?


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The Clockwork Countenance
AR DeClerck
Genre: Steampunk

From the moment her father brought home the malfunctioning steam mech from the factory, Ember Addams knew he was special. There was more to Reginald than met the unsuspecting eye. She has given up her life, her reputation and her place among the London ton to search for the one machine that might allow her and Reginald to finally be together. With the machine finally at hand Ember must decide who to trust and when to run. 1890s London is awash in the whispers of a third colonial uprising in the twice – defeated American colonies, and Ember will find herself embroiled in more than just a quest to save her love.


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Ember’s Purpose
Meri Martin
Genre: Romance


The Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco is a hot spot for people looking to take their lives. People have traveled from all over the world just to come to this bridge to end it. There are rarely survivors, but when someone does survive, the story is incredible. Stories of dolphins and sea turtles bringing the jumper to shore. While many people attempt to jump, an even larger number of people see these jumpers and walk on, ignoring them as if they’re not there.
Ember Addams hasn’t had the best life; but she’s always made the most of it. That is until one day when everything falls apart. Feeling like there is nothing else left for her, Ember heads to the Golden Gate Bridge with the hope of freeing her soul. As she finally lets go of the bridge, a Scottish lad, Kellan pulls her back, stopping her from what she believed was the best decision she made in her life.
Kellan has a questionable background, but he is sweet and insists on helping her with not much else in return. The more he helps her however, the more she feels she is falling for him. Ember wonders, does Kellan feel the same, or is he just a really nice guy helping someone down on her luck? Are Ember’s feelings real, or have they only manifested because he is her savior?


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Once a Thief
DJ Shaw
Genre: Paranormal Drama/Romantic Suspense

Tagline: She wanted him but she wanted her independence more

Ember Addams had always been dependent upon someone to take care of her but when her guardian/mentor died she’d been forced to follow his last wishes and go to Paris to find Jack Blanchard for protection. After six months in Jack’s care and tutelage Ember decided she’d be better off on her own.
Five years later, she’s independent, has made a name for herself and is enjoying her life. But when she takes a job that makes her need Jack’s services she finds she still has feelings for him. Will she be able to control her feelings and keep her independence or will they consume her completely?


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RemEMBERing Everything

Christy Cagle
Genre: Sci-fi


In the distant future, the universe is one and alien races have come together to make the universe more peaceful, at least that’s the goal. Earth has a different agenda. Ember, the newest elder of Hentrock is appointed right when things come to a head. After a family member is taken by Earth’s ruler, Ember finds herself on a quest to stop a universal takeover, unraveling secrets of her world and finding out that this goes a lot farther than Earth’s ruler.


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My Review of Moon Kissed – Book 2 in the Shifting Magick Trilogy by Lia Davis

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Shifting Magick Trilogy Book 2

A Shifter and Witch Paranormal Short

Publisher: After Glows (May 12, 2015)

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Audrey Kelly has given up. As the middle sister, she is required to mate with a male kissed by the gods in order to break her part of the Kelly curse. An impossible task, even for a witch. However, when her older sister mates with a descendant of the moon goddess, Audrey’s hope is renewed. Her new brother-in-law claims that his brother could be the one to break Audrey’s curse. But could Lucian really be her one true mate?

Sentinel leader, Lucian Scott has no desire to find a mate. He’s content with his single life. Or so he thought until a curvy, little witch comes into it. The mating urge slams into him almost immediately, and his need to possess Audrey in every way possible makes it unbearable to stay away from her. Too bad his brother, the Alpha, has given him a direct order to do just that. Keeping his distance until the so-called time is right may just be the death of him, but Audrey is definitely worth the wait.

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Audrey’s curse is slightly more complicated than her sister Olivia’s.  Her mate needs to have been kissed by the Goddess. She fears she will be alone, but she can’t deny her attraction to Lucian.

Lucian doesn’t have time for a mate, but the fates aren’t always accommodating to what one wants.  Audrey is beyond any doubt his mate.  As he attempts to make that a fact Sawyer stops him in his tracks and leads into one of my favorite scenes in the book.

“Sawyer,” Lucian growled, not bothering to hide his annoyance.

“Diana isn’t feeling well and needs a ride home,” Sawyer spoke loud enough for Audrey to hear him as she fled to where her sisters waited.

Setting his jaw, Lucian held his brother’s stare while he waited for Audrey to get out of earshot. Irritation clouded his thoughts. Why had his brother interfered? After a long moment of holding the Alpha’s narrowed-eyed stare, Lucian lowered his shoulders. “She’s my mate.”

“I know.”

“Then why did you stop me?”

Sawyer raised one broad shoulder. “You can’t claim her yet. It has to be under the Hunter’s Moon.”

Confusion clouded Lucian’s mind, and he began to think Sawyer was losing his. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s part of her curse. At least it is what Olivia believes. You can’t claim her until the full moon.” Sawyer turned and disappeared into the trees.

What the hell was his brother talking about? “Sawyer!”

“I mean it. Don’t mate with her until the full moon.”

Fuck. Sawyer was a stubborn ass. His tone in the last statement told Lucian he wasn’t getting any more answers. The Hunter’s Moon was two weeks away.

Lucian would go mad waiting that long to see his mate again. On second thought, Sawyer hadn’t said not to seduce the curvy minx.

Be sure to have lots of cool drinks and at least one fan for this book. You know you should stay hydrated while reading something this hot. Another perfect beach/pool read! I absolutely loved it and cannot wait for the next installment in this series.  June seems so far away!

5 Contented PURRS for Book 2 of Lia’s new trilogy.

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Lia Davis Lia Davis

Lia Davis is a mother to two young adults and three equally special kitties, a wife to her soul mate, and a lover of romance. She and her family live in Northeast Florida battling hurricanes and very humid summers. But it’s her home and she loves it!

An accounting major, Lia has always been a dreamer with a very active imagination. The wheels in her head never stop. She ventured into the world of writing and publishing in 2008 and loves it more than she imagined. Writing is stress reliever that allows her to go off in her corner of the house and enter into another world that she created, leaving real life where it belongs.

Her favorite things are spending time with family, traveling, reading, writing, chocolate, coffee, nature and hanging out with her kitties.
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Release Day Blitz for Playing Dirty by CL Parker Plus My Review and a Giveaway



Playing Dirty – Monkey Business Trio #1
By C. L. Parker


Publisher: Bantam
Release Date: May 12, 2015



Cassidy Whalen is as determined as they come. An Irish girl from a small fishing village, she worked hard to pursue her love of American sports and land her dream job as a sports agent with a major agency in LA. Unlike her colleague, Shaw Matthews, who believes you should work smarter, not harder. Although it’s assumed Shaw comes from money, he doesn’t. What he did inherit was a genetic gift of charisma, and he used it to his advantage, establishing connections at an early age that helped him climb the corporate ladder. He’s arrogant and used to getting his way with women, but he’s met his match with Cassidy, who’s out to prove that anything he can do, she can do better.

When a partnership position with Striker Sports Entertainment is up for grabs, Cassidy and Shaw are in a head-to-head competition to snag the most sought-after athlete in the country. Let the games begin! Playing their sexual strengths against the other’s weaknesses leads to an affair that takes the competition . . . to their offices, the co-ed bathroom, the boardroom, the supply closet, the elevator, and anywhere else they’re given the opportunity. But before long, they’re left wanting much more than to one-up each other in just the boardroom; they want to out-do each other in love, too.


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What happens when you put two extremely competitive people together, one male and one female? You get a book that has fierce contention and off the charts sex!

Cassidy Whalen and Shaw Matthews have been challenged to see who can win the contract of Denver Rockford a star quarterback looking for a new agent and a new team. The winner of said contract not only gets to represent Denver but also a partnership in Striker Sports Entertainment.

Cassidy has been working for this since she started with the company, then Shaw showed up, the retiring partner’s protégé. Now Cassidy wonders if all her work has been for naught.

Shaw has his own secrets and reasons he wants this partnership, part of the fun will be when Cassidy finds out those reasons.

One of my favorite scenes is part of the excerpt below be sure to read it.

This book was almost a cliff-hanger. There is still a lot going on and I really wanted more right away. The main story line is resolved, so I will wait impatiently for the next installment in this series. 

I would recommend having lots of cold water and a fan handy while reading this book.  Definitely a hot read and I hope it won’t be too long of a wait for the next one.

Bravo, C.L. Parker!

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Ally was hot on my heels the second I stomped into my office, catching the door I attempted to slam shut and closing it softly behind herself instead. Even when I didn’t have the presence of mind to keep my cool, she did. My assistant had become an expert at detecting my moods, though it wouldn’t take the dynamic duo of Holmes and Watson to solve the mystery today. It was always the same after I’d been anywhere within the vicinity of Shaw Matthews. I did my best not to let it show, since I had a reputation to uphold, but it took a lot of work. And grinding of teeth. I’d even bitten into my tongue a time or two.
I growled in frustration, feeling the familiar Irish temper surge through my veins to warm my skin. No doubt, my face was red. “That arrogant—”

“—son of a bitch,” Ally finished, which, I admit, coaxed another growl from me. I didn’t know if I was irked more by her insubordination or by my predictability. “You hate him. . . . He’s just so . . . Arrrgh!”

Arrrgh? Am I a pirate now?

I spun around to face her, the messenger bag on my shoulder continuing with the momentum and nearly taking me with it. “No one likes a smart-ass, Coop.”

My assistant’s name was Ally Cooper, to be exact. Even though the surname hadn’t been her parents’, they’d been Alice Cooper roadies and fanatics, and thought giving the name to their daughter, legally, would be an appropriate homage. Ally suspected that her mother had been more than just a groupie—something her mother had never confirmed or denied. I was with Ally. She had the Father of Shock Rock’s lean physique and raven hair, and she was even rocking the nose, though Ally wore it better. If his tour dates matched up with the timing of her birth, no way would it have been a coincidence.

Ally exaggerated a pout. “Sorry.”

I didn’t think she was sincere. Mostly because I knew she wasn’t. Like I said, she was insubordinate. I’d fire her if she weren’t so good at keeping up with me. Apparently, there was something in the water. That or everyone was in on some scheme to drive me bat-shit crazy. Including Wade Price. Naturally, it made me growly.

At twenty-eight, I was the youngest woman to make a name for myself in the business, but Shaw was a minor league big shot who had only joined the agency less than a year before. And already he was a contender for partnership. Talk about it being a man’s world. His wealth and unconscionable flirting had gotten him far. So had all the influential people he had in his pocket, the name-dropper. It was his charisma that romanced his clients, though. I hated to admit it, but he was a mastermind, a real smooth talker who made big promises and always delivered. Even if he had to take the money out of his own pocket to do it. Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater.

“Can you believe I have to share a car with him?”

“Seriously? They expect two people to ride in the back of a limousine? What were they thinking?” She wasn’t even trying to cover her sarcasm. No Christmas bonus for her.

“Exactly my point. I really don’t think the both of us can fit in there, what with his big, stupid, egotistical head and all.” I sounded more like a child throwing a tantrum than a grown woman with a client list talented enough to form their own major league every sports team. Thank God no one else could hear me. Especially Shaw.

“Just ignore him.” As if that were even a possibility.

Shaw Matthews was one of those people. That person others naturally gravitated toward in order to bask in his presence and maybe siphon off even the tiniest bit of his energy. You’d think he was the sun or something. And because the universe had some sort of vendetta against me, he just had to be good-looking on top of all that: six foot two with the body of a cover model, a strong jawline set with confidence, and eyes so blue, so hypnotic, you dared not gaze directly into them. And that bedhead of October brown hair always made him look like he’d just stolen a minute or two in the supply closet with a random woman. If the rumors around the office were true, he probably had. Money, looks, savoir faire; he had it all. And now he wanted my job, too.

“Ignoring Shaw Matthews is a little easier said than done.” I went to my desk and grabbed my purse from the bottom drawer, stuffing it into my bag. “He and I have a meeting scheduled with Denver Rockford tomorrow afternoon, so I’ll have to endure the suffering. I know you’ve already been putting that talented little search engine of yours to work to find out any and everything you can about him.” I stopped short. “Oh, yeah. That’s how you manage to keep your job.” Ally was the best of the best, my most accomplished protégée. Okay, so she was my only protégée.


I shook my head to get back on track. “Nothing.”

A knock sounded on my door, and I sighed in frustration. I just wanted this day to be over with already. But when the door opened without invitation and my boss walked in like he owned the place—in fact, he did—I put on my best smile.

“I know you’re probably ready to leave, but I’d like a moment of your time,” he said.

“Of course, Wade,” I answered, nodding to Ally to excuse herself, which she did on cue. “Have a seat.”

He waved my offer off. “It’s not really necessary.” His hands slipped into his pocket, and he rocked back on his heels as if trying to come up with his next words. “Cassidy, it’s no secret that you’ve always been my favorite, preferential treatment be damned.”

It was true, though he’d never handed me anything I hadn’t earned.

“Just as it’s no secret that Shaw was Monty’s,” he continued. “What no one else knows is that Monty had been grooming Matthews to take his place when he retired.”

Oh. That was certainly news to me. It suddenly felt like the world had tilted on its axis, forcing me to inconspicuously grab the corner of my desk to balance myself. Talk about a punch to the gut.

“In fact, Monty had been ready to name him partner, until I convinced him otherwise.”

“What do you mean, sir?” I was surprised that the tremble I felt in my bones hadn’t made its way into my voice.

“Monty and I founded Striker together, and I insisted that we make the decision jointly. I wanted you, and he wanted Matthews. We were at an impasse. We also knew we only had one shot at getting Rockford. Normally we wouldn’t pit agent against agent, but we realized that by doing so, we’d broaden our chances from one shot to two. So, together, we came up with the idea of the competition.

“The way I saw it, at least then you’d have a chance at the partnership. Every single staff member knows you deserve it. Monty knows as well, so don’t be upset with him, kiddo. But,” he said with a finger in the air. “I want you to make sure you win.”

“That’s not going to be a problem, sir,” I assured him, though I was confused as to why he needed assurance after all the major deals I’d secured for SSE.

Wade nodded and eased his hand back into his pocket. “It’s not that I don’t have faith in you, Whalen. It’s quite the opposite, in fact. I know what you’re capable of, so I’ve put my best against Monty’s best. And I don’t think I need to tell you that I hate to lose.”

“No, sir, you do not.”

“Good. That’s why I’m going to stress this.” He leveled a look at me that commanded attention. “Bring home that win. By any means necessary. Do you understand?”

I nodded, but that didn’t seem to be good enough for my boss.

“Say it.”

“I will bring home the win by any means necessary.”

“Any means,” he reiterated.

I wasn’t dim. He meant even if I had to fight dirty.

Setting a determined chin, I nodded again. “Failure is never an option for me, sir.”

He smiled, the tension in his frame easing. “I’m glad we had this talk, but I wouldn’t want anyone else to know about it.”


“Now get out of here, kid. I want you well rested for your meeting tomorrow.” His wink was conspiratorial, every bit as
inappropriate as if it had been flirtatious, but I didn’t take offense.

Wade exited then, leaving the door open for me to follow, which I did after gathering my things again. Ally was still at her desk, and I felt bad about keeping her later than usual, but I knew she’d never go home before I did. Maybe she was a little sassy-mouth, but no other assistant could fill her shoes.

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

“Perfect.” Even if she didn’t believe me, she’d never press. “Email me everything you’ve got on Rockford, and I’ll go over it during the car ride tomorrow afternoon. Maybe if I look busy, Matthews won’t try to talk to me.”

Ally snorted. Actually snorted. “Who are you kidding, Cass? The second the news broke that the marriage between Denver and his agent was on shaky ground, you knew everything there was to know about him. And you’ll be poring over every single detail of it tonight, probably not getting a wink of sleep.” She knew me well. “You work too hard.”

“There’s no such thing. Da and Ma worked their fingers to the bone to give me this opportunity. I’ll not be squandering it.”

The picture that sat on the corner of the desk caught my eye, and a familiar longing punched at my chest. My parents weren’t the only ones who had been left behind. I hadn’t had a lot of friends while growing up, but Casey was my absolute best. Not a day went by that I didn’t think about him or wish he were there to tell me one of his lame jokes. No one understood me like he did, though I had some pretty terrific friends who came pretty close, and they were waiting for me at our spot.

“I need a drink. Have a good night, and I’ll see you in the morning.” With any luck, I’d survive the rest of the evening without having to look at Shaw’s stupid face.

Lady Luck was a fickle bitch, and Irony was her sadistic sidekick.

Monkey Business was a neighborhood pub that had an old-world Irish feel, with the traditional emerald-green and gold trim, dark wood everything, and a menu that boasted a selection of ale even the most snooty of beer snobs could appreciate. It could’ve been on any street corner, but as it happened, it was halfway between the place where I made a living and the place where I laid my head at night. And it was more like a second home to me than my own apartment. Which was exactly the reason it irked me when I cracked the door only to hear his voice. Of all the taverns, pubs, and bars in San Diego, Shaw Matthews had to hang out in mine. I was convinced he did it on purpose, but I refused to let him run me off. After all, I had been there first.

“Hey, Cass! The usual?” Chaz, my bartender friend, asked as I made my way through the happy hour crowd to get to our table. A nod was all the answer he needed. And the follow-up eye roll when I spotted his buddy Shaw occupying the bar stool in front of him reaffirmed the fact that I still didn’t approve of his choice of besties, to which he only smiled and shook his head.
Chaz was a chiseled mountain of a man with a perfectly rounded bald head, soft baby blues, and a pristine smile. For someone who didn’t know him, the body ink and piercings might have been intimidating, but Chaz was an all-around good guy. Like a lot of bartenders, he had a worldly sort of wisdom about him, so I couldn’t quite figure out why he kept the company of someone as superficial as Shaw. I could only assume that Shaw had said something similar yet different about me, because every now and then Chaz liked to remind me that he was Switzerland in this war that wasn’t really a war.

On the far side of the room and near the left corner of the bar was a table of rich, dark wood with a glossy top. Four unmatched chairs sat in an arch so that none of their backs were to the crowd but, instead, each seat had a perfect view of the entire room. My friends and I liked to people-watch. We also liked to keep an eye on anyone who might be eavesdropping on our own conversations. The proximity to Chaz and the bar was another perk. At the beginning of his shift, our bartender friend always did us a solid by placing the Reserved sign on the table in the alcove to ensure that we would never have to kick anyone out of it. Well, Demi would probably be the one doing the physical work.

Demi Renée was as sweet as sweet could be, as long as she called you friend. Not that she was a royal bitch to strangers, but if someone rubbed her the wrong way, they’d soon wish they hadn’t. Demi led self-defense classes for women, and she could take on just about any man who dared challenge her. You wouldn’t know it by looking at her, though. She was a tall, leggy broad with platinum-blond hair that was cut short and spiked on top, Barbie’s perfect figure, and lashes you’d swear were fake, but weren’t. And she wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty. Unlike her best friend and ex–college roommate, Sasha.
Sasha Hale was spoiled rotten, a real girly girl. She had a heart of gold and would give strangers the shirt off her back, which of course meant she was left with far more heartache than any one person should have to endure. She was Demi’s exact opposite, so they balanced each other. Not that Sasha was ugly, by any means. Her mixed ethnicity gave her all the best traits from her mother and her father. She was short and curvy, with a tiny waist framed by a bodacious chest and a voluptuous ass. Her caramel-colored skin was softer than any I’d ever felt. It was unnatural, but she swore she didn’t have any sort of special skin-care regiment. I was convinced she was lying and had told her she would burn in hell for doing so. Her figure and angelic skin weren’t the only parts of my friend I coveted. She also had these round doe eyes the color of dark honey, with thick lashes and perfectly arched eyebrows, and the natural pink tint on her lips was sickening. I hated her.

No, I didn’t. I loved her. Okay, so I loved to hate her.

Pushing through the last of the crowd, I finally plopped down into my chair. The ice-cold tall draft Chaz had poured and slid to the corner of the bar was just out of reach, so I waved my hand for whoever was closest to pass it over.

“Uh-uh! Girl, who do you think you are? Coming in here all late and then waving for somebody to do your bidding. They might call you the ice queen where you just came from, but you are not royalty here. You better get off your ass and fetch it yourself.”

That would be Quinn, my nearest and dearest, though I couldn’t feel the love at the moment. So I did the only thing I could do: I pouted.

Quinn’s skin looked porcelain in contrast to his jet hair. He was well kempt, perfectly groomed, and dressed to impress no matter what the occasion. With his toned physique, he could’ve been a professional model for any twentysomething boutique, but he was just our Quinn. Though he had no problem calling us out when we weren’t at our best. “Stop that. You do not look attractive,” he said, grabbing my beer and sliding it over to me. The pout worked every time. “You need it for this toast, anyway.”

I sighed, more mentally exhausted than physically. I was also breaking in a new pair of heels, so there was that. “What are we toasting?”

He sat tall and straight in his chair, with a smile so bright it could’ve been seen from Mars. Sasha and Demi were exhibiting the same smile and looked like they were about to burst into a cheerleading routine, complete with pom-poms and herkie jumps.
“Look what Daddy bought me!” He held his wrist out, and I was nearly blinded by the bling that adorned it. A Breitling Bentley watch in yellow gold, leather, and—if I had to guess—fifteen or so carats of diamonds. It had to have cost a fortune.
Clearly he expected me to be every bit as excited as he was. And I was. Mostly. Sasha and Demi leaned back and out of his eyesight and started throwing out hand gestures that I was sure were meant to get me to not say what I really thought, because that was how we played the whole “Daddy” situation. Quinn could become quite defensive otherwise, and that was never a pretty thing.

Daddy was Quinn’s sugar daddy. Quinn’s gay yet not out of the closet sugar daddy. We were Quinn’s best friends, and even we didn’t know what the man’s real name was. All we knew was that Daddy was an account holder at the bank where Quinn worked. A married account holder with lots and lots of money and influence who didn’t believe it was in his best interest to let his wife, his constituents, or the general public become aware of his sexual preference. I thought it was stupid. Especially considering the leaps and bounds the world had been making in that regard. But it was his life, and Quinn accepted the hidden role he played in it. I loved my best friend, I really did, but I was quite sure the posh lifestyle Daddy was providing helped in keeping Quinn’s mouth shut about their secret affair.

“What did you have to do for that, and did he at least let you wear kneepads?” I asked, deciding to keep it light and maybe even a little funny.

“Oh, hush. Jealous,” he said, waving me off. I wasn’t so sure it was a wave-off as much as an attempt to blind someone with the reflection of the lights off the diamonds.

Demi rolled her eyes. “You’re going to get robbed the second you walk out of here if you keep flashing that thing around.”
“Damn, Q,” Chaz said from the bar. “You might want to get your bodyguard to walk you home. Huh, Demi?”

Demi giggled, the flirt. The chemistry between those two was off-the-charts hot, but Chaz had never made a move on her. The chemistry between me and Chaz’s bestie, on the other hand . . . left a lot to be desired.

“Very nice,” Shaw said, getting up to examine the piece for himself. He probably thought it was fake, that no one in our circle could afford such a thing. A circle in which he was forcibly included, which put quite the strain on the elasticity of the band that held it together.

Sasha elbowed me and cut a sharp glance toward my still frosty glass. I hadn’t realized I’d been white-knuckling it. Not only that, but I’d also been biting the inside of my cheek. A barely perceptible chuckle from Shaw let me know he’d noticed. Damn it! I didn’t want him to know how much he got to me. Though that ship had sailed the day we’d met, I was sure.

“Still slumming it, Matthews? All your posh friends have plans for the night?” I never could figure out why someone like Shaw Matthews, a.k.a. Richie Rich, chose to hang out in a pub rather than a La Petite Frou-Frou something or another.

“You really think you have me pegged, don’t you?” When I smirked up at him, he shook his head and turned to slither back under the rock from which he’d come. Okay, so the rock was a bar stool.

Fighting to maintain what little bit of composure I had left, I decided I really needed that drink. So I lifted the glass to my lips and completely forgot I was a lady in a public place. It never failed; when that first taste of hops hit my tongue, I closed my eyes and was instantly transported back to the only hole-in-the-wall tavern in Stonington, Maine. My da and his crew would always stop by for a few nice cold ones after a long fishing trip to exchange their sea legs for a pair of drunken ones, which really wasn’t much of a transformation. When he wasn’t looking, I’d sneak a sip or two, mostly because I wanted to emulate everything that was my da.

I hadn’t realized I’d chugged the entire glass until I openedmy eyes and found my friends gaping at me. “What?”

“Jeez, Cass. Would you like a trough next time?” Sasha looked around, clearly embarrassed. Thankfully, Shaw was nowhere to be found.

“I swear to God, if you burp, I’m going to reach across this table and smack you.” Quinn wouldn’t really hit me, but I also wouldn’t be that rude, and he knew it.

Demi beamed with pride and offered me a high five, which I accepted with a playful wink. I was a lady most of the time, but every now and then, it felt good to live wild and free. If Casey were there, he’d insist on it.

“Where did the superjerk go?” I asked, hoping he hadn’t seen me.

Sasha gave me the look. That one people give the runner-up to some grand prize. “I take it the announcement was made today?”
Quinn threw his hands into the air. “I knew it. He got the partnership, didn’t he? They didn’t even give you a chance, the chauvinistic bastards.”

“What? No!” My friends could be a little dramatic at times. I still didn’t understand how they could possibly underestimate me so much. “We have to compete for it. Whoever gets Denver to sign will also get the partnership.” I reached across the table and grabbed Demi’s bottle of beer for a quick swig

“Well, that should be easy,” she said.

I started to laugh, but then I saw that her brows were lifted like she expected me to understand words that hadn’t and didn’t need to be said out loud. She was serious about whatever point she was trying to make, but I obviously wasn’t on the same page. Having all gone to college together, Demi, Sasha, and Quinn had been friends for far longer than I’d been in the picture. They could practically read each other’s minds, and did a lot of the time. I was nearly there, but not quite. Whole conversations sometimes took place around me that left me oblivious, and this was shaping up to be one of those times.

I sat her beer bottle down. “What are you talking about?”

Sasha sighed. “Seduce him, dummy.”

“What? I am not going to seduce the most sought after player in the National Football League. Not that it could be done even if I tried.” Even if I wanted to sink so low, the man could, and did, have any woman he wanted.

Sasha merely pointed at my roommate. “Gaydar says?”

Quinn made a buzzer sound. “Not gay, but I’d sure like to try to change his mind about that.”

“See? Not gay means it can be done, if done right. Totally seductable.”

Demi snorted. “I don’t think ‘seductable’ is a word.”

“I said it, therefore it is.” Sasha crossed her arms with a pretentious yet playful set of her chin.

Quinn was still in plotting mode; otherwise, he would’ve been all over her spoiled behavior. “You know, she could always skip the jock and go straight for the ball cutter. That way, if neither one of them lands the tight end—”

“Quarterback,” Demi corrected.

“Hold on. Ball cutter?” Things were getting out of hand.

Sasha patted my arm. “Wait a minute, honey. The grown-ups are talking.”

“Right. Quarterback. Whatever. They’re all tight ends as far as I’m concerned. But like I was saying, rudeness . . . If neither of them lands the pigskin lover, she’ll still have his balls in her purse.”

I was being ignored. I didn’t like being ignored. “Whose balls? What are you talking about?”

“Oh, yeah. Good idea! Why didn’t we think of that before?” Sasha sat back, pleased with the result.

Demi followed suit. “Brilliant idea! Two birds. One stone.”

Sasha nodded in agreement. “Yeah, she definitely needs to get laid.”

“Of course it’s brilliant. Hello? Queen of the balls, here.” Quinn preened, proud of himself.

“Can I be part of this conversation, please? What just happened?”

Demi reached for her beer. “We just solved your problem.”

I snatched the bottle away before it made it to her lips. “You did? Care to let me in on the secret?” It was still cold, so I decided on a sip for myself.

“Oh, sure thing. You’re going to seduce Shaw.”

I choked on the gulp I’d just taken, my eyes watering and the liquid going down what I was sure was the passageway to my lungs rather than to my stomach. Sasha started pounding on my back—as if that was going to help—while Demi lunged for the bottle, because clearly that was the culprit of my near-death experience.

Though I was still coughing incessantly, I couldn’t let them go one more second thinking that was even a remote possibility. “Oh, no, I’m not!”

Sasha huffed. “Why not? He’s good-looking.”

Quinn guffawed as if insulted by her statement. I was glad someone was on my side until he clarified himself with words:
“Honey, that man is a piece of scrumptious wrapped up in good gawd!”

Demi laughed. “Right? So freakin’ beautiful.”

“And he knows it,” I reminded them. “Besides, they say the Antichrist will be beautiful, too.” Demi started to object but I cut her off before she could get a word out. “And I’m not going to screw Denver, either. I’m talented enough to get the partnership without having to stoop so low, but thank you for having so much faith in me.”

I was disappointed in my friends. They knew I wasn’t made up of the stuff that would allow me to do something like that. Maybe it was all in jest, but after the “by any means necessary” talk with Wade only minutes before, I wasn’t feeling all that confident in my own words. I needed some distance. Picking up my bag, I stood up and made my way toward the door without saying goodbye.

My friends and I would meet in the same bar, at the same table, tomorrow. They knew it. I knew it. And Shaw Matthews would most likely be there, too. As if he could read my thoughts, he turned to look at me, the intensity in his gaze catching me off guard and nearly causing me to plow into a table full of frat brothers. I recovered well enough, but I could still feel him staring at me all the way to the door, the scorching heat of it dissipating only after I’d put brick and mortar between us. I was sure he wore a cocky grin at my expense, but I wouldn’t lose any sleep over it. If all went well at the meeting with Denver, I’d wipe it off his face tomorrow.

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C. L. Parker is a romance author who writes stories that sizzle. She’s a small-town girl with big-city dreams and enough tenacity to see them come to fruition. Having been
the outgoing sort all her life—which translates to “she just wouldn’t shut the hell up”—it’s no wonder Parker eventually turned to writing as a way to let her voice, and those of the people living inside her head, be heard. She loves hard, laughs until it hurts, and lives like there’s no tomorrow. In her world, everything truly does happen for a reason.
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You can take the biker chick out of the motorcycle club, but she always comes back. Especially if there’s a tattooed god in a cut.

Ever is back in the Life she left behind five years ago. She wants revenge…and the tattooed god in a cut.

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Shifting Magick Trilogy Book 1

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Publisher: After Glows (April 14, 2015)

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Olivia Kelly is cursed. The eldest of three witches, she is doomed to spend her existence alone unless she finds and mates with a male descendant of the moon goddess, Artemis. Just when she thinks that all hope is lost, a handsome – and very naked – Alpha wolf stumbles into her life.

Sawyer Scott has been spelled to turn into a house cat once a month during the full moon. A humiliating predicament for an Alpha, and one that has kept him from his Pack every full moon for the last year as he searched for the witch responsible. In a last ditch effort to find the crazy old lady; he stumbles upon a scent he can’t deny. His mate.

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An Alpha Wolf, rather the Alpha wolf was spelled to be a house kitty. I have to admit knowing that just from the blurb had me laughing so hard the tears were rolling down my face. This was one of my favorite scenes:

Settling into the corner of the sofa with a glass of wine in one hand and the boxes of tissues within reach, she clicked the play button on the DVD remote. “Ahh, the joys of being a cursed, mateless witch. I’m so pathetic.”

About ten minutes into the movie, she heard scratching at her back door followed by a soft meow. Glancing around the room, she spotted Midnight, one of her two black cats, sleeping in the window near the front door. Sam was nowhere to be seen.

With a heavy sigh, she sat her glass on the end table, pushed pause and stood. “How the hell does that cat get out?”

She padded through the kitchen to the rear entrance. When she opened it, she frowned. It wasn’t Sam; it was an orange tabby. The poor thing looked hungry and cold.

When she scooped the cat up, it hissed and growled at her. “Now, that is uncalled for.”

As if her voice calmed the little beast, it stopped its verbal protesting and peered up at her with gorgeous gold eyes. A quick peek under its tail told her that the cat was a male. He slapped at her, and she tssked. “Behave. I had to check to see if I needed to lock you up separate from my boys, but since you’re not female, you should be fine.”

“Are you hungry?” She opened the cabinet and pulled out a can of cat food and a saucer.

After setting the cat on the floor at her feet, she opened the can and dumped the contents onto the plate. She then placed it on the floor in front of him, but he didn’t want it. Olivia shrugged. “That’s all I have, bud.”

Picky-ass cat. As she re-entered the living room, the phone rang. Now what?

Now what, indeed! With an eccentric grandmother, who spelled on impulse, life is never boring with these sisters. Olivia was sure she would be alone forever based on the family curse. Could this wolf/kitty Sawyer be the one to break the curse?

Big surprises and really great sex! The perfect length for a beach/pool read. Finish one, Flip. Move on to the next! I thoroughly enjoyed it.

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Lia Davis is a mother to two young adults and three equally special kitties, a wife to her soul mate, and a lover of romance. She and her family live in Northeast Florida battling hurricanes and very humid summers. But it’s her home and she loves it!

An accounting major, Lia has always been a dreamer with a very active imagination. The wheels in her head never stop. She ventured into the world of writing and publishing in 2008 and loves it more than she imagined. Writing is stress reliever that allows her to go off in her corner of the house and enter into another world that she created, leaving real life where it belongs.

Her favorite things are spending time with family, traveling, reading, writing, chocolate, coffee, nature and hanging out with her kitties.

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