By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

Being one of Santa’s elves isn’t all sugar plums and candy canes.

At least not for Sosie. Taller than the other elves, she’ has a problem fitting in at the North Pole, so when the transport sled breaks down in New York City on Christmas Eve, she can’t resist slipping away to explore the world of the “big people,” unaware that it takes off without her, leaving the naïve elf stranded.

Fortunately, handsome police detective Derek Clayton comes to her rescue, offering to let her stay at his apartment. Having heard horror stories about the big people, Sosie is both surprised and relieved to meet such a kind, sweet man. Not to mention one so gorgeous and well-built.

She falls hard for Derek and desperately wants to tell him she’s an elf, but knows he’ll never believe her. When the lies and omissions start to pile up, Derek can draw only one conclusion—Sosie must be working for the mob boss he’s been after for years.

Just when things seem like they can’t get any worse, the chief of elfin security shows up to drag Sosie back to the North Pole. How is a runaway elf supposed to overcome a determined security elf, dangerous mobsters and a suspicious boyfriend all while keeping her pointed ears a secret?

Santa’s Elf Sosie, had finally gotten her wish for a transfer to the South Pole, not an ideal place but she desperately needed a change. The last thing she needed was for her transport to have mechanical problems. While they were working on the problem, Sosie left the confines of the cloaking and looked out over the city. There was music blaring from a building across the way and she really wanted to investigate.

Leaving the safety of the roof, she made her way to the club, only to find herself in trouble when a man convinces her to follow him. In the men’s room he was met by friends with only one thing on their mind.

Fortunately for Sosie, Derek an off duty detective moonlighting a security at the club, saw what went down and came to her rescue. When she left the club she looked for the ripple of the cloaking on the roof across the way only to find it was gone. She was stranded with the Big People (BP) and had no idea what to do.

Derek wasn’t about to let a young woman be stranded alone on the streets of NY, so he brings her to his apartment for the night. The next day being Christmas he also brings her to the apartment’s holiday gathering. Totally enjoying her reactions to things she’s never seen being from Snow City north of Canada.

This is a favorite scene.

The dark-haired woman nodded. “I always like to keep an extra gift on hand in case someone brings a guest.”

Sosie gazed down at the package. The gesture was so sweet, it almost brought tears to her eyes. She lifted her head to see everyone regarding her expectantly. “But I didn’t get any of you anything.”

Connie waved her hand. “Having you here is present enough for all of us.” She grinned. “Now, go ahead and open your gift.”

Sosie didn’t need any more encouragement. She tore into the paper, eager to see what Connie had given her, and was thrilled to find out it was a bottle of perfume. She read the name on the box, but didn’t recognize it, of course. Wondering if it smelled like the scent she wore at home, she took it out of the box and sprayed some on, then inhaled deeply. Soft and delicate, the fragrance was more tantalizing than the usual cinnamon and sugar scent she wore.

She gave Connie a smile. “It smells beautiful. Thank you.”

Beside Sosie, Derek leaned in closer. A moment later he lifted his head to grin down at her. “Mmm, that is nice.”

Sosie’s pulse skipped a beat. She’d heard perfume could have a very desirous effect on members of the opposite sex, but hadn’t believed it since she’d never experienced its power herself. Then again, maybe it didn’t work on elf guys. Maybe it only worked on BP men. Right then, she didn’t care. She liked the way Derek was looking at her.

She opened her mouth to thank him only to be interrupted by a child crying. She turned to see tears running down Jimmy’s face as he stared down at the remote-control car in his hands. Figgy, she hoped he hadn’t gotten into trouble for playing too wildly.

His father kneeled in front of him. “It’s all right, buddy. We’ll take it back to the store tomorrow and get you a new one.”

The boy sniffed. “B-but I want this one.”

The man put his arm around his son. “I know, but this one doesn’t work anymore.”

Sosie chewed on her lower lip. While she hadn’t worked on that model of toy, she might be able to fix it if she had the right tools.

Setting the bottle of perfume down on a table, she walked over to kneel beside Jimmy and his father.

“I have a knack with toys,” she said. “Want me to look at your car and see if I can fix it for you?”

Hope filled Jimmy’s tear-filled eyes. “Do you think you can?”

“All I need are a few common hand tools.”

“I’ve got those,” Ben said, coming over to stand beside her. “What do you need?”

“Some screwdrivers and a small pair of pliers,” she told him. “Oh, and a soldering iron, if you’ve got it.”

“As a matter of fact, I do. I’ll go get them for you.”

Behind Jimmy, his mother frowned in concern. “I don’t know about this. Are you sure you can fix it without breaking it? I don’t want to void the warrantee.”

“She can fix it, Mommy,” Jimmy said confidently. “I know it.”

Sosie gave her a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. It’ll be good as new. I promise.”

The woman still looked unsure, but didn’t say anything. A moment later, Ben came back, tools in hand. Turning the remote-control car over, Sosie unscrewed the cover on the underside and took it off. She immediately saw the problem and was relieved she could indeed fix it. She would have felt awful if she’d had to disappoint Jimmy. But luckily, a few wires had broken loose from the circuit board. She had them soldered back on in no time flat, then tweaked the settings on the main PCU so the car would move faster.

She popped the cover back on, then held it out to Jimmy. “Why don’t you go take it for a spin and see what you think?”

He eagerly obeyed, giggling like crazy as the car spun in a tight circle, then sped across the floor.

“Thank you,” Jimmy’s mother said. “Both for fixing it and for saving me from having to go back to the toy store and stand in that line of people who are going to be returning things tomorrow.”

Sosie blushed. “No problem. I’ve always been very handy with anything electrical.”

“Is that so?” Ben regarded her thoughtfully. “How are you with central air units?”

Her brow furrowed. “Central air units?”

“Yeah. I can never get the AC to work.”

She didn’t know what AC was, either, but she didn’t want to look stupid in front of everyone. Fortunately, Derek came to her rescue.

“Sosie is from way up north, Ben,” he reminded the older man. “I don’t think they have a big call for AC there.”

“Oh, that’s right. I didn’t think about that.” Ben shook his head. “I wish we didn’t need it here because the unit they installed in this building is a piece of crap. It breaks down all the time. Do you think you could look at it before you leave?”

“I can try.”

Sosie and Derek stood watching Jimmy playing with his car for a while before he suggested they grab some eggnog.

“That was nice of you to fix Jimmy’s toy,” Derek said as he handed her a plastic cup. “And to offer to help Ben with the air conditioning. I think he gets overwhelmed trying to keep up with everything around here.” His mouth twitched. “I’d help him with it myself, but I probably couldn’t figure out how to get the cover off unless I used a crowbar.”

She laughed. “It’s the least I could do. Everyone’s been so nice to me.”

Most especially Derek. Sosie wished she could think of some way to pay him back for everything he’d done for her.

“You two do realize where you’re standing, don’t you?”

Sosie turned at the sound of Tracee’s voice to find that she and Linda had come over to join them. For some reason, both women were regarding them with amusement. Sosie glanced at Derek and saw he looked as confused by the question as she was.

Tracee gave them an impatient look. “Look up.”

Sosie obeyed and blinked when she saw the sprig of mistletoe hanging from the doorjamb above their heads. Elves might not celebrate Christmas with roast turkey and presents, but they did put up mistletoe, so she knew what standing underneath it meant. Wondering if Derek did, too, she looked up to find him gazing down at her with that same sexy glint he’d had in his eye when he leaned in to smell her perfume before. Her pulse quickened, and she wet her lips in anticipation.

But to her dismay, Derek didn’t move to kiss her. Maybe he didn’t know the tradition, after all.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Tracee said impatiently. “Go ahead and kiss her already.”

He chuckled. “They’re not going to be satisfied unless I kiss you, you know.”

She smiled. “Then I suppose you’d better kiss me.”

Giving her a lopsided grin, Derek bent and lightly touched his lips to hers.
Tyler, Paige. Santa’s Wayward Elf. Kindle Locations (708-754). Kindle Edition.

That kiss leads to more later, and Sosie finds herself falling for Derek. She also starts learning about where she is and helps Ben around the apartment building. By the time she runs into Mendike from Santa’s security service she doesn’t want to return to the North Pole.

Things get even more complicated as Sosie sort of interferes in Derek’s investigation.

Lots of fun with laughter, intrigue, action and quite a bit of sizzling heat.

5 Contented Purrs for  Paige!

Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty, independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

He’s used to the danger zone.

Navy SEAL Wes Marshall is used to nearly dying on a daily basis. But there are worse things than living life in the danger zone. Namely, the friend-zone hell where he currently resides. It was his own damn fault. Considering the woman of his dreams was going through her own personal hell of her father’s murder trial, Wes thought she needed a friend more than a boyfriend. However, as the trial languished on, so did Wes’s opportunity to ask her out. But now the trial is over and more questions are unanswered than before—questions that might get them both killed before they can go on their first date.

Not the friend zone.

Kyla Wells isn’t going to let the man who murdered her father go free. As an IT specialist capable of hacking into the CIA itself if need be, she’s hell-bent on finding out what the San Diego DA’s office couldn’t—or wouldn’t—why her father was murdered. Her best friend, drool-worthy Wes, isn’t going to approve of her investigating. Especially when the data she finds leads her into way more danger than a murder…dropping her into the middle of an international arms deal with the terrorists Wes’s SEAL Team has been trying to capture for months. She’s worked too hard on finding her father’s killer to die now. Besides, she’s going to tell Wes how she feels about him—right after they save the world.

Kyla is furious, her father’s murderer just got off and she is not happy about it. The man needs to be taken down and she’s just the one to do it. Fortunately her best friend and Navy SEAL Wes isn’t going to let her throw her life away in such a manner. In the process he just manages to get himself in trouble, but in his mind it was worth it to save her.

This is a favorite scene.

Moving nearer, she steadied the gun with both hands and started pulling the trigger.

“You don’t want to do that,” a soft voice said from behind her, and Kyla knew without looking who it belonged to.

“They’ll be no way to cover it up and you’ll be the one who goes to prison, not him,” Wes added. “Is that what you really want?”

Grip tight on the gun, Kyla moved a little to the right so she could see Wes out of the corner of her eye while still keeping most of her attention on Nesbitt. She had no idea how Wes knew she was there, but him showing up wasn’t going to change anything. She couldn’t let it.

“If I go to prison, it will be worth it.” She glanced at Wes, the worried look on his face almost enough to make her rethink what she was doing. But she firmed her resolve. “You should leave. I don’t want you to get involved in this.”

But instead of leaving, he moved closer, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Please don’t do this. I know you think it’ll help you feel better, but I promise you it won’t. Afterward, you’ll be stuck living with the consequences. Your father will still be dead and you’ll miss him just as much, except now, you’ll be in prison and your mother will have lost both of you.”

Of all the stuff Wes had said, the part about her mother was the one thing that hurt the most. She hadn’t given a single thought to what all this would do to her mom.

Hands trembling, she took her finger off the trigger and slowly lowered the gun. Then Wes was there, carefully taking the weapon from her. A few feet away, Nesbitt was regarding her with something that might be compassion in his eyes.

“I’ll testify against Stavros,” he said.

Wes looked at him sharply. “Why would you be willing to do something like that now when you wouldn’t before?”

“I wasn’t lying when I said Stavros killed her father and set me up to take the fall.”

Nesbitt opened his mouth to say more, but nothing came out. A moment later, he stumbled backward. Kyla stared in confusion as blood ran down his face and along the side of his nose. That’s when she saw the bullet hole in his forehead.

Before she could even wonder who shot him, Wes’s arms were around her and he was hustling her toward one of the stone stanchions that supported the railing. A split second later, a bullet slammed into the stonework near her head. Chips of rock peppered them and she let out a little scream as another bullet hit the big picture window behind them, shattering it.

Cursing, Wes urged her closer to the stone stanchion. Gun in hand, he went up on one knee, firing out into the darkness.

Everything slowed as Kyla glanced over at Nesbitt. He was lying on the patio, staring at her with lifeless eyes as blood still trickled from the bullet wound. She shuddered. Was that how her father looked right after Stavros killed him?

“Do you have another magazine?” Wes asked.

She flinched as another bullet hit the concrete near them and skipped off into the back of the house. “Another what?”

“Do you have more ammo?” He fired toward the wood line beyond the patio again. “I’m almost out.”

When she shook her head, Wes frowned. “We can’t stay here. Once I’m out of ammo, we’re dead. On my say, we’re hauling ass for the house. You go first. I’ll cover you.”

Meaning that any bullet coming her way would have to get through Wes first. She didn’t like that idea at all.

“On three,” he said when she opened her mouth to argue. “One…”

“Freeze!” a man shouted from somewhere beyond the patio “This is the La Jolla Police Department. Drop the weapon and get on the ground! Now!”

Kyla blinked. How was she supposed to freeze and get on the ground at the same time? Not that it mattered one way or the other since Wes still had an arm around her waist and didn’t seem interested in letting her go.

“There’s a sniper in the woods,” Wes shouted back.

Unfortunately, the police didn’t seem to believe that.

“Last chance,” the cop warned. “Let the woman go and drop the weapon now or we will shoot you!”

As he spoke, several red laser lines pointed their way, resting dead center on Wes’s chest.

Kyla tensed, ready to beg Wes to do what the cops were telling him, but her pleas weren’t necessary. Taking his arm from around her, Wes carefully placed the pistol on the patio and kicked it aside, then lay face down on the ground. Kyla was about to join him, but all at once, there was a police officer at her side, whisking her away as another cop moved over to check on Nesbitt. Shaking her head, the cop stood and aimed her gun at Wes as two other officers put cuffs on him.

She expected Wes to tell them that he wasn’t the one who shot Nesbitt, but instead he kept saying she wasn’t involved in any of this, that he’d brought the gun and made her come to Nesbitt’s with him.

As the cops yanked him to his feet, Kyla opened her mouth to say that wasn’t true, that the gun was hers, but he pinned her with a look, his gaze telling her without a single word that she needed to stay quiet. And even though that made her feel like absolute crap, that was exactly what she did as two cops led Wes to a patrol car while another asked if she was okay.
Tyler, Paige. SEAL on a Mission (SEALs of Coronado Book 7) (pp. 31-33). Kindle Edition.

Things start to heat up for Wes and his SEAL team, as mission after mission is compromised. The CIA and SEALs are blaming each other and working together becomes more tense by the second.

On the home front, Kyla gets her father’s personal effect back and makes a startling discovery. Her father obviously had many secrets that were dangerous. While not sharing that information with Wes, she does involve her two hacker friends. The three of them work well together and more than once have gathered enough intel to put bad guys away.

Wes finally asks Kyla out and a romantic dinner ends with some sizzle and Wes going wheels up right after. Not the best way to up a relationship status. However this would help him know if Kyla could be with him for the long haul.

Let’s just say Kyla manages to find all sorts of interesting information and trouble finds her.

Once again Paige Tyler takes us on a page-turning, adventure, with Action, romance, sizzle and so much more!

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty, independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

By
NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

Just when he’s found The One…he might lose her.

SWAT Officer Jayden Brooks doesn’t believe there’s a soul mate out there for him—The One. But when he saves high school teacher Selena Rosa from a hostage situation, he knows he’s in big trouble. Her scent is irresistible.

Selena finds the big cop irresistible, too. In fact, the buttoned-up teacher gets a little carried away—during a steamy make-out session, she bites him. Turns out, the traumatizing events at the school triggered her werewolf gene. Fangs and claws are appearing and her aggression is out of control. The change is happening, and Selena doesn’t understand.

It’s going to take everything Brooks has to pull her back from the edge…and ultimately win her heart.

Selena Rosa is an English teacher at Terence Grove High School, she is proof to at least some of the kids in this school, that there is a way out of this neighborhood. She doesn’t allow disrespect in her classroom so when Pablo, who unfortunately has joined a gang, makes fun at ‘his friend’ Ruben as he’s reading outloud. Selena confronts him and sets off a sequence of events that will be life changing for her.

Jaden Brooks, is one of the SWAT team members called to diffuse an escalating situation in Selena’s classroom. Unfortunately Pablo decided to shoot and Brooks dove into her to prevent her from being shot. Interrupted by work he hasn’t had a chance to track her down.

Instead she finds him. This is a favorite scene.

As it turns out, the doctor decided my symptoms weren’t related to anything physical.”

“What was it then?”

She took her hand away from his arm as she shrugged. “He seemed to think I’m dealing with post-traumatic stress.”

A part of Brooks was relieved Selena wasn’t physically injured, but at the same time, he was worried. PTSD wasn’t anything to mess around with. He’d known a lot of good cops who’d lost their jobs, their families, and sometimes more because they’d gone through a rough situation they’d never been able to get past.

“Have you thought of talking to someone about it?” he asked.

She sighed. “You sound like my principal and vice principal. They want me to talk to somebody, too. In fact, they’ve essentially kicked me out of my class for the rest of the week, so I can take time off to recover. Whatever the heck that means.”

“Selena, this is serious,” Brooks said. “Someone tried to kill you. It’s normal to be affected by something like that. Normal to feel confused, scared, and freaked out as hell. It’s also completely normal to sit down and talk with someone about it.”

Her shoulders sagged. “I know. And to be honest, I am a bit freaked out by everything that happened—the parts I can remember anyway. But honestly, I’m not sure who I’d even talk to about something like this. I don’t know if I could walk into a therapist’s office and open up to someone I’ve never met. My grandmother is the only family I have left, but I don’t want to worry her any more than she already is after what happened yesterday.” Selena thought a moment. “I suppose I could talk to my priest, but he’s such a gentle soul that I’m not sure I could bring myself to tell him all the things I was feeling in the classroom when Pablo was waving that gun around.”

“You could always talk to me,” he said softly. “I mean, I know you just met me, but at least you don’t have to fill me in on all the details, since I was there with you. And I do a pretty good job of listening, if I do say so myself.”

That gorgeous smile returned. “Well, since it seems like I have the rest of the week off whether I want it or not, maybe we could get together and talk over lunch?” “Lunch would work,” he agreed. “But how about dinner instead? If you’re comfortable with that, I mean.”

Selena didn’t answer. Crap. Had he completely misread the situation? It hit him then that he’d never even considered the possibility she might have a boyfriend…or a girlfriend, for that matter. But then he heard her heart thump a little harder and realized she was definitely intrigued by the suggestion.

“I’ll consider dinner,” Selena said slowly, her lips curving in a surprisingly sultry way. “But only if you come to my place.”

Brooks certainly didn’t mind going to her place, but he was a little taken aback by the invitation. Then he picked up a very distinct scent filling the room. Damn. If he didn’t know better, he’d swear she was getting aroused. Which immediately got him going, too. The image of him humping her leg came roaring right back.

Down, boy.

“Are you good in the kitchen?” he asked.

Selena gave him a look that suggested she knew exactly what she was doing to him. “I’m good in every room of my place.”

He chuckled, loving the unexpected flirty banter, especially when her face heated up, making him think she’d been more shocked by the words than he had.

“Well, in that case, dinner at your place it is. Tonight work for you?”

She hesitated, and again he was struck by the idea that this wasn’t the way she normally behaved. But then she took a deep breath and nodded her head. “Tonight sounds good. Eight o’clock?”

“Perfect.”

They talked a little while longer…and flirted a bit in between exchanging phone numbers, too. Every once in a while, he’d pick up the tantalizing scent of her arousal. But now, it was mixed with the one he’d picked up when he’d first walked into the admin building. He tried to get his head around the amazingly complex aroma. It was equal parts delicate flowers, exotic spices, and something feminine and uniquely Selena.

He couldn’t believe how different her scent was today from yesterday. It was almost like he was smelling a different woman.

But no matter what Selena smelled like, Brooks couldn’t deny how strongly her scent affected him. Some of the guys in the Pack had experienced this sensory sensation before, and in every case, it involved stumbling across The One.
Tyler, Paige. Wolf Rising (SWAT). (Kindle Locations 1428-1464). Sourcebooks. Kindle Edition.

I love that Brooks has found his one, but things are not going to be simple, A case with gangs, an imprisoned hunter that thinks he’s the Alpha and a drug that is killing people.

The traumatic way they met has also caused a change in Selena, she is becoming a wolf and not just any kind of wolf. A difficult situation to be sure.

Action-packed, suspenseful, edge of your seat drama and plenty of heat.

I love this series and I really can’t wait for the next book.

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty,independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

By
NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

SHE’S ALL THE WOLF HE’LL EVER NEED…

When SWAT Officer Max Lowry meets Lana Mason, he falls fast and hard. He’s positive she’s The One. And Max’s favorite part? Lana’s a wolf shifter too, so they can skip the awkward reveal and head straight to the happily ever after. There’s just one problem: Lana doesn’t know that she’s a werewolf.

To make matters worse, hunters with intent to kill have tracked Lana to Dallas. Max has to figure out how to keep Lana safe, show her who and what she really is—and just how much she means to him.

I think this is my favorite in this series so far. At an awards ceremony Max follows a scent, like them but not. It leads him to a beautiful woman, who it turns out is Deputy Chief Hal Mason’s daughter and he is not pleased.

This is a favorite scene after Max and Lana sneak out from the reception to get pizza.

“I’m glad we had a chance to go out,” Max said when they reached the porch. “I had an amazing night, and I’m not just talking about the pizza, though that was pretty outstanding, too.”

Lana turned to face him, moving a little closer for warmth against the chilly November air. Not that she was cold. In fact, she rarely ever got cold. But she didn’t mind sharing some of his body heat since he seemed to have so much of it. The cold didn’t seem to bother him, either. He had his jacket hanging open.

“I had a good time, too.” She smiled up at him. “Maybe we can do it again sometime?”

Lana tried her best to not appear too overeager. She didn’t want Max to think she was desperate. Although she was eager to see him again, she couldn’t let him know that. A woman had to play it cool.

“How about tomorrow night?” he asked, his grin suggesting he knew exactly what she was up to. “If you’re not doing anything else?”

Lana didn’t even bother playing silly games anymore. Laughing, she went up on tiptoe and hooked her arms around his neck. “I’m completely free tomorrow night. What do you have in mind?”

Max wrapped his arms around her, tugging her even closer than she already was and snuggling her up against his chest nice and tight. Wow. She already knew that Max was well built, but leaning up against him like this confirmed that she’d underestimated just how fit he was. He had some serious Adonis-like muscles going on under that shirt.

Max slipped his hands under her jacket and settled them comfortably on her lower back. The move was so natural and nonchalant, she might not have noticed it if it wasn’t for the crazy tingles of arousal that wiggled through her body simply at his touch.

“We could go to a club and do some dancing,” he suggested, so close now that she could feel his warm breath on her face. “Or we could have dinner at one of those dine-in movie theaters.”

She was so distracted by knowing Max was about to kiss her that it took a supreme effort of will to even think about what he’d just said. The idea of the dine-in movie sounded cool. She’d seen theaters like that before but had never gone to one. As fun as that would almost certainly be, the thought of getting Max out on a dance floor sounded even better. She’d have a chance to let her hands roam all over his amazing body and not even have to feel guilty about it.

“I’d love to go dancing. I didn’t get a chance to do much of it in school. I need to catch up,” she said, tipping her head back a little more and sending the clearest signal possible that she was ready and waiting for a kiss.

He flashed her that mischievous smile, his lips grazing the curve of her jaw in the most delightful way. “Dancing it is. I’ll pick you up tomorrow around seven and we can get something to eat first.”

“Sounds good,” she murmured.

She turned her head to the side in an attempt to capture his mouth. He let his warm lips briefly touch hers before gliding away to tease one of her earlobes. She groaned in frustration, which only earned her a chuckle from Max.

Deciding she’d had enough teasing, she slipped one hand up to weave her fingers into Max’s short, spiky hair and got a good grip. Then she turned his face to hers and gave him a pointed look. He got the idea.

Yanking her tightly to him, he covered her mouth with his. She opened hers, letting his tongue in with a groan of pleasure this time. Mmm, he tasted good.

She tightened her hand in Max’s hair, urging him on, wanting more. He slid his hands down her back, resting them on the top of her jean-clad ass, sparking lightning through her body.

Lana didn’t know what came over her. Since this was a first date, she’d intended to give him a good-night kiss to thank him for a wonderful evening, but she could barely breathe she was getting so excited. As if it had a mind of its own, her free hand ran up and down Max’s strong chest, her fingernails digging into the material of his shirt to trace every bulge and ripple of the heavy muscles underneath. Her body immediately responded, heating up faster than it ever had in her life.

Then she felt his hard-on pressing into her quivering stomach and knew he was as turned on as she was. That knowledge fired her imagination, and ideas of slipping up to her old bedroom without her parents knowing, or even back out to Max’s Camaro, flooded her mind with scenes that she’d never had about any guy she’d ever dated—first date or beyond.

She was close to stripping his clothes off right there on the front porch when the door suddenly jerked open. Startled, she jerked her mouth away from Max’s.

“Lana,” her father said in that flat, emotionless tone he used when he was angry. “I didn’t realize you were going out this evening.”

She looked up at Max to find his face turned toward the street, his eyes closed and his mouth set in a tense line. Though whether he was doing it to keep from cursing at her dad or laughing at him, she had no idea.
Tyler, Paige. Wolf Hunger (SWAT Book 7) (pp. 55-58). Sourcebooks. Kindle Edition.

What Lana didn’t seem to know was that she was a werewolf and when circumstances force Max to shift and then tell her what she is the information wasn’t received well.

I really loved the way this story evolved, so much intrigue and the relationship that couldn’t be held at bay with Lana and Max.

Fast paced action with hunters searching for wolves. Revelations about what Deputy Chief Mason knows, an interesting conversation with Coletti from IA, and more about the psychologist Delacroix.

I can’t wait to read the next book in this series!

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty,independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

By
NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

A STORM IS BREWING…

Remy Boudreaux is back in his hometown, New Orleans. He’s there with three of his fellow Dallas SWAT officers for a week of training with the NOLA PD. On the eve of a tropical storm, Remy and his buddies prowl the French Quarter. One tantalizing scent captures Remy’s senses, forcing him to follow until he is face to face with Triana Bellamy—his beautiful high school crush.

After reconnecting, Remy and Triana are close—very. Remy struggles to keep things casual. Ever since his partner—and first love—was killed on the job, he’s kept women at a distance.

But when a mysterious wolf pendant ropes them both into danger, Remy’s protective instincts kick in. He may have to reveal his true self…and hope Triana accepts him.

This book is full of surprises and revelations. We know there are hunters out there looking for wolves, we also know they are deadly. In this story we find out just how dangerous these hunters are.

The guys are on a working trip in New Orleans when Remy runs into a childhood friend Triana. Well more like he follows an irresistible scent that leads to her.

This is a favorite scene.

Remy wasn’t sure how long he followed the scent, but the next thing he knew, he was walking into a nightclub with a steady dance beat throbbing out of every hole, crack, and pore of the building. In bloodhound mode, he headed straight to the second floor, moving like an arrow shot through the crowded, noisy room until he was standing in the middle of the dance floor full of gyrating bodies.

Right there, dancing with her back to him in a group of four other women, was the source of the scent that had dragged him halfway across the French Quarter. This close, her fragrance was damn near overwhelming. If he wasn’t such a gentleman, he probably would have leaned forward and licked the small portion of her neck that was exposed every time her long, black hair swung aside. If she smelled this good, he could only imagine how she tasted.

The thought was enough to nearly bring him to his knees.

He was trying to figure out the best way to initiate a conversation—tapping her on the shoulder and saying he’d been tracking her scent for blocks might come off as a bit stalkerish—when the woman turned to face him.

Maybe she’d sensed him behind her, or perhaps it was because her friends had stopped dancing to stare over her shoulder at him. Either way, when she spun around, Remy swore his heart stopped beating for a second.

It was dark on the dance floor and the flashing strobes were bright enough to practically blind him, but it didn’t matter. The light-brown-skinned beauty would have stood out in any light. Hell, she would have stood out in complete darkness too.

He was still taking in the smoking-hot curves, perfect skin, and exotic amber eyes when a realization struck him so hard he almost stumbled backward.

He knew her. Not in the biblical sense, though that was obviously one hell of a shame. He’d known her back in high school when she’d been a skinny, awkward teenager who never seemed to look anywhere but at the ground.

She was a lot different now—understatement there—and easily the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Now she possessed a confidence that made it hard to look at anything but her. Even with all the changes, he would have known her anywhere. He hadn’t talked to her since high school graduation, but they’d been friends and probably would have been more if he hadn’t been such a chickenshit back then.

“Triana?”

Remy didn’t expect her to recognize him. While she’d grown from a girl into a woman, he’d grown from a boy into a werewolf. He looked a lot different than he had in high school.

Triana’s eyes widened. “Remy, is that seriously you? I can’t believe you’re here!”

Grinning, she threw her arms around him. His went around her automatically, holding her close. He was shocked at how good she felt against him—good as in let’s go find a room somewhere or a dark corner or, hell, the backseat of the nearest car.

At the same time, his mind spun as he tried to understand what the hell was going on. Could he have subconsciously recognized his old friend’s scent? Okay, maybe. But that still didn’t explain why she smelled so good or why her fragrance had pulled him so frigging hard in her direction. He’d never felt anything like it in his life. The animalistic urge he’d had to track her down didn’t fit with any concept of friendship he recognized.
Tyler, Paige. Wolf Hunt (SWAT Book 6) (pp. 17-19). Sourcebooks. Kindle Edition.

Triana’s mom has some secrets of her own, and when threats are made those lead to so much more!

Full of suspense, action and the sizzle of Remy finding his ‘One’.

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty,independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

By
NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

SHE BRINGS OUT THE WOLF IN HIM

Lacey Barton can’t deny her crazy attraction to Alex Trevino, but that doesn’t mean she has time for the gorgeous SWAT officer. She’s hell-bent on discovering who’s behind the brutal dogfights sending countless mauled animals to her veterinarian office. The trail leads Lacey to a ring of vicious drug dealers and suddenly she’s in way over her head—right smack in the middle of a SWAT stakeout.

With Lacey in danger, Alex’s wolf side is unleashed. But when she witnesses Alex shift, she’s even more terrified… Now it’s up to Alex to crack the case—and earn back Lacey’s trust and, ultimately, her heart.

Lacy is a vet whose passion for animals won’t let her stop trying to find the source of the dog fights that keeps animal control bringing severely injured dogs to her doorstep. The problem is her snooping is not only endangering herself but also an investigation that encompasses far more than just the dog fighting.

Alex meets Lacey when Doc Jones isn’t around for Tuffie’s check-up. Although she’s not familiar with Tuffie’s injuries, he really can’t reschedule this appointment. He wants to get to know her better but keeps getting shot down. Apparently she has no time for dating, but Alex is determined.

This is a favorite scene at Tuffie’s vet appointment.

She pushed her hair behind her ear and cleared her throat. “I guess we ought to get on with Tuffie’s checkup. So you can get back to saving the world and everything.”

“Yeah, of course.”

Reaching down, Alex gently picked up Tuffie and set her on the stainless steel exam table.

“Nice muscle tone,” Lacey murmured.

Alex felt the compliment go right to his head. “Thanks.”

“Actually, I was talking about Tuffie,” Lacey said as she tenderly ran her hands over the dog’s shoulders.

“Oh.”

She looked up at him from beneath her lashes. “But yours is pretty good too.”

Alex chuckled. Damn, this woman was good. He had her by a foot in height and more than a hundred pounds in weight, yet she was playing him like a fiddle, and he didn’t mind one bit. He couldn’t remember ever having such an immediate and intense reaction to any woman he’d ever met. Suddenly, he wanted to know everything there was to know about her—and then some.

Lacey was more than accommodating, telling him about how she’d recently gotten a job here after working several years at a place on the west side of Dallas closer to Arlington.

“I loved it there, but this place is closer to my apartment,” she told him as she continued to examine Tuffie. “I’ve cut my commute time by about an hour and a half each way, so it’s like getting a whole extra day off to do stuff I want to do instead of sitting in traffic.”

“And what do you like to do with all this extra time?” he asked.

Lacey leaned over to read something in Tuffie’s medical records. Alex tensed, worried she’d found something wrong, but after a moment, she merely nodded to herself, then went back to checking Tuffie.

“I do a lot of volunteer work at one of the nearby animal shelters,” she said. “I’m also on call to help out both Animal Services and the DPD Animal Cruelty Squad when they run into injured dogs.”

Whoa. A woman who spent her days taking care of dogs for a living, then did it during her spare time for free? That was definitely a woman Alex could appreciate.

“It’s pretty amazing that you give so much of your time to animal causes,” he said. “Getting called out at all hours of the day and night must be tough on your boyfriend, though.”

Lacey urged Tuffie over on her back, pressing carefully along one of the long scars that ran all the way from the base of her rib cage to the middle of her cute pink tummy.

“I don’t have a boyfriend right now,” she said, the corners of her mouth turning up. “My life is a little too busy for that at the moment.”

Bingo! Alex had already noticed she wasn’t wearing a ring. Now he knew she wasn’t seeing anyone. Could this get any better?

Lacey finished her inspection of Tuffie’s surgical scars, then rolled her back over and gave her an affectionate pat on the head.

“Everything looks great,” she announced.

Alex grinned. “Excellent.” He picked up Tuffie and set her on the floor. “I know you spend a lot of your off time volunteering, but I’d really love to take you out to dinner sometime.”

Lacey picked up Tuffie’s chart and made some notes as she walked around to his side of the exam table. Alex took a deep breath, taking in her scent. His nose wasn’t usually the best, but damn, she smelled good.

“I’d really love to, but I can’t.” She smiled up at him. “Like I said, my life is way too hectic right now. Thanks for asking, though.”

A sinking feeling like he’d never felt before settled in the pit of Alex’s stomach. Shit, it felt like he’d been punched in the gut. He cleared his throat, muttering something about it being no big deal, then quickly left the room with Tuffie. He did everything he could not to let anything show on his face, but on the inside, he was disappointed as hell. He was so bummed he barely remembered paying the receptionist, but since no one stopped him when he left, he supposed he must have.

Alex paused when he got to his pickup, still trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. He looked down at Tuffie, but she seemed just as confused as he was. He’d never considered himself a smooth talker like Remy or some of the other guys in the Pack, but when he asked a woman out, he never got turned down. At least not since he’d gone through his change more than three years ago.

“Did I miss something?” he asked Tuffie. “She was flirting with me in there, wasn’t she?”

The pit bull mix didn’t say anything one way or the other, but the expression on her face seemed to indicate she agreed with him. Lacey Barton had been feeling him. The chemistry he’d been picking up on hadn’t been a figment of his imagination. None of that mattered though, because she’d shot him down without a moment’s hesitation. And damn, it stung like a son of a bitch.
Tyler, Paige. Wolf Unleashed (SWAT Book 5) (Kindle Locations 470-513). Sourcebooks. Kindle Edition.

It would take some doing but with some help from Lacey’s friend Wendy who is also on the police force, Lacey finally goes out with Alex. The attraction is intense and the relationship has to go slow because of Lacey’s younger sister Kelsey.

Lacey finds herself narrowly escaping trouble while looking for a lead to tie the owner of a junkyard to the dogfights in an investigation. Alex saves her from discovery but she sees his other form and gets scared off.

When her sister Kelsey disappears, she finds she really didn’t know her sister at all and the only one she can turn to is Alex.

With a designer drug named fireball on the streets and young girls disappearing and sending emails to the school dropping out of classes, Alex and the team are busier than usual. With Kelsey one of the missing Alex gives everything he has to find Lacey’s sister and keep both of them safe.

A page-turning read with plenty of action, suspense, laughter, tears and sizzling heat. 

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty,independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

By
NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

HE’S FOUND THE ONE…

SWAT officer Landry Cooper is certain Everly Danu is The One. The problem is, she has no idea what Cooper really is. And as much as he wants to trust her, he’s not sure he can share his deepest secret…

When Everly’s family discovers Cooper’s a werewolf, her brothers will do anything to keep them apart-they’ll kill him if they have to. Everly is falling hard for the ridiculously handsome SWAT officer, and she’s not about to let her brothers tell her who she can love… Until Cooper’s secret is exposed and she discovers the man she thought she knew is a monster in disguise.

BUT CAN HE KEEP HER?

As I read these, I truly wonder why I didn’t read them all when I bought them. I am loving the way these Alpha male wolves pretty much get hit over the head with the emotions of finding ‘The One’.

This book opens with a bang as Landry Cooper waits in line at the bank to cash the check Jayden gave him instead of cash on their bet. In front of him is Everly Danu a beautiful woman who instigates a conversation with him as they wait in the line from hell. Even with the instant attraction he feels, he still catches the about to happen bank robbery.

This is a favorite scene after Landry finishes with his report to IA.

“Hey, you’re still here!” a familiar voice said from behind her.

Everly turned around to see Landry walking over to join them, the corners of his sexy lips edging into a smile.

“I thought you’d already left,” he said.

She smiled. “I ran into your teammates, and they let me hang out with them until you got done. I wanted to make sure you really were okay before I left.”

As Landry came to a stop in front of her, she was suddenly reminded how big and muscular he was. He loomed over her by nearly a foot. She almost laughed as she had a vision of climbing up his body to kiss him. Not that she minded. Something told her it would be worth it.

He grinned. “The wound was just a scratch. The paramedics didn’t even bother with it.”

She found that hard to believe considering the amount of blood on his shirt. She opened her mouth to say so, but suddenly, she found herself tongue-tied as a delicious scent filled her nose. At first, she thought he was wearing a nice cologne. But she immediately dismissed that idea. She had four brothers she’d bought a lot of cologne for over the years, and Landry didn’t smell like any of those. No, this scent was all his, and it was more intoxicating than any cologne, that was for sure. She didn’t realize how good until she leaned in closer to get a whiff. If she could figure out how to put it in a bottle and sell it, she’d be rich.

Landry lifted a brow. He was probably wondering why she was standing there breathing him in like some kind of weirdo.

“Um,” she managed, trying to gather her thoughts. What had she been going to say? For the life of her, she couldn’t remember. So she said the first thing that came to mind.

“You never told me where you were taking me for dinner. I wanted to know should wear for our date.”

Landry gazed down at her for a long moment, a slight smile at his lips, as if he knew how off kilter he had her—and that he enjoyed the fact.

“To tell the truth, I hadn’t really picked a place yet,” he said. “I thought I’d ask if you had a favorite restaurant, or a favorite food, then go from there.”

She wasn’t fooled for a second. Landry knew she was seriously attracted to him, but she appreciated the fact that he didn’t let the knowledge go to his head. A lot of other men would have assumed that she’d go wherever they wanted. It was nice to know Landry was ready to make their date all about her. Still, she had to wonder how far he would be willing to go with that.

“You sure you’re okay with me picking the restaurant?” she asked. “You strike me as the basic meat-and-potato type. Aren’t you worried I’ll pick some kind of girlie place with fondue pots and bean sprouts?”

He chuckled, a rich, warm sound that rumbled from his big, broad chest. “Are you saying you’re the fondue and bean sprout kind of girl?”

She gave him a coy smile. What was it about him that made her want to flirt so outrageously? “Maybe.”

Landry stepped closer, and for a split second she thought he was going to kiss her right here in the middle of a crime scene with all his SWAT teammates standing around them. She went up on her tiptoes, more than ready, but he stopped just short, leaving her hanging.

“Then it’s settled,” he said. “I think there’s a Melting Pot over on Five Point in Arlington. Would that work?”

She laughed softly and dropped back down off her toes. She might as well stop testing him. It was clear he’d take her anywhere she wanted to go. “I’m sure it’s a nice place, but I was just kidding about that stuff. I don’t like fondue or bean sprouts. But if you know a place that serves authentic French food, that would be perfect.”

“French, huh?” He considered that. “I think I have the perfect restaurant in mind. Tomorrow night good for you?”

“Perfect,” she said, although she didn’t know how she could ever wait that long. “I’m looking forward to it.”

“Me too.” He leaned in again, putting his mouth close to her. “Especially since you did promise me it’d be the best date of my life.”
Tyler, Paige. To Love a Wolf (SWAT Book 4) (pp. 35-36). Sourcebooks. Kindle Edition.

Everly is stunned as all this goes down and waits with Landry’s teammates for him to finish up. Landry had quite a bit of explaining to do and ends up on leave with therapy involved. This gives him a lot of time to spend with Everly and these two are explosive.

Things go really well for them until he meets her family, at first all friendly and then everything blows up.

I find myself very curious about the therapist, while she doesn’t admit to knowing what he is, I have a feeling she knows.

Fast paced, family drama lots of new information on werewolves and plenty of sizzling heat.

I can’t wait to see who finds his ‘One’ next.

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty,independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

By
NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

He opened his mouth to order her to drop the MP5 she had aimed at him, but nothing would come out. It was like she’d robbed him of the ability to speak. Shooting her wasn’t an option, though. And the idea of arresting her didn’t make him feel any better.

There’s a new gang of criminals in town who are organized and ruthless in the extreme. When Eric Becker, along with the rest of the Dallas SWAT team, ends up in the middle of a shootout, he immediately senses werewolves-a lot of them. Turns out, the new bad guys are a pack of wolf shifters.

In a spray of gunfire, Becker comes face-to-face with the most gorgeous woman he’s ever seen. Becker does the logical thing. He hides her and leaves the scene with the rest of his team.

Jayna Winston has no idea why that SWAT guy helped her, but she’s glad he did. Ever since she and her pack mates got mixed up with those Eastern European mobsters, everything had pretty much fallen apart.

So what’s a street-savvy thief like Jayna going to do with a hot alpha-male wolf who’s a police officer?

Now that Gage and Xander have found ‘The One’ for them, the entire team seems to be looking around every corner for theirs. Looking is one thing but actually acknowledging that such an attraction exists is still another.

In this book Eric Becker does things way out of character for a SWAT officer. To start with, in the middle of a surprising fire fight with thieves that are wolves, he hides a woman who had been pointing a gun at him in a crate. With Cooper’s help he then disguises her scent with perfume.

This is a favorite scene as he hides the female thief.

He opened his mouth to order her to drop the MP5 she had aimed at him, but nothing would come out. It was like she’d robbed him of the ability to speak. But he had to get the weapon away from her. If she pulled the trigger, he’d be dead. Shooting her wasn’t an option though, and the idea of arresting her didn’t make him feel any better.

Becker didn’t consider whether what he was about to do was smart but simply lowered his weapon and took his finger off the trigger, letting his M4 hang loosely against his chest by the strap over his shoulder. Then he slowly lifted both hands as if in surrender. He’d done it to put her at ease, but her heart pounded even harder. Her eyes darted left and right, her ponytail swinging from side to side. And while she kept her weapon trained on him, at least her finger wasn’t wrapped around the trigger now.

Becker pulled up the black ski mask hiding his face, then switched off his mic. When he finally managed to find his voice, he didn’t want his teammates listening in.

“Relax and put down the gun,” he said, keeping his voice soft and calm even though gunfire echoed in the rest of the warehouse. “We can work this out. No one else has to get hurt.”

She didn’t say anything or lower her weapon. She didn’t run either. That was progress, he supposed.

He was wondering if he should try a different tack when Xander’s voice came across loud and clear over the radio in his ear. “They’re bolting, so be careful. The few left are going to fight like caged rats.”

Becker didn’t have to ask if the woman heard what Xander said. She was a werewolf like him, which meant she had the same exceptional hearing. If he needed further confirmation, the look of terror on her face would have been it. He couldn’t blame her; her pack had just abandoned her.

Off to the right, the sounds of gunfire increased, and so did the howls. Boots thudded on the concrete floor, heading in their direction.

She looked around again, trying to see every direction at once. Her grip on her weapon tightened, and she swung it at whoever was coming their way.

Oh hell, she’s going to start shooting.

Swearing under his breath, Becker closed the distance between them and ripped the MP5 out of her hands, tossing it aside. She bared her fangs in a snarl, but before she could get the sound out, he slapped a hand over her mouth.

“Trust me,” he said in her ear.

Wrapping his free arm around her, he picked her up and half carried, half dragged her over to the nearest crate. Ignoring her struggles, he ripped the top off the crate, praying there’d be enough room inside. It was empty except for a rolled up painting.

“Thank you, Lord,” he breathed.

Taking his hand away from her mouth, he swung her up in his arms and dumped her inside as gently as he could. She hit the bottom of the crate with an oomph, then immediately sat up.

“What are you doing?” she demanded in a voice so soft and silky it almost brought him to his knees.

He shook off the hold her voice had on him and reached for the top to the crate. “Stay here until it’s safe to leave.”

Ignoring her startled look, he pushed her down with one hand and pulled the lid into place with the other.

Shit, that was close.

Blowing out a breath, he turned to find Cooper standing there staring at him like he’d lost his ever-loving mind.

Cooper switched off his mic with a flick of his thumb before shoving up his ski mask, a scowl on his face. “What the hell are you doing?”

Becker’s mind whirled like an out-of-control windmill. How the hell could he explain what Cooper had seen?

He couldn’t. He only hoped his friend would give him the benefit of the doubt. “Trust me. I have to do this.”

Cooper opened his mouth, then closed it again. His dark eyes went to the crate, his jaw flexing. Becker tensed, ready to stop his friend if it looked like he was going to rip off the lid. But instead, Cooper gave him a long, thoughtful look, then turned and walked over to another stack of boxes.

Becker frowned as Cooper picked up one of the cardboard boxes and carried it back over to the crate where the female werewolf was hiding. Cooper ripped open the box and pulled out a big fancy decanter of what looked like whiskey. Taking off the top, he dumped the whole thing over the crate before reaching for another and doing the same thing. Becker couldn’t miss the overpowering smell of jasmine and buttercups.

Not whiskey. Perfume.

Cooper was covering her scent. Why the hell hadn’t he thought of that?

Becker grabbed two more bottles and poured it on the crate. When they were done, Cooper shoved the box of empty perfume bottles out of the way, then glared at Becker.

“You better know what the hell you’re doing,” he muttered before striding off.

Giving the crate one more quick look, Becker slung his weapon off his shoulder and hurried to catch up to Cooper. They reached the end of the aisle just in time to see Xander finishing off an enemy werewolf.

Xander shook his head. “Damn, these things are psychotic. It’s like they’d rather die than give themselves up.” His gaze went to the section of warehouse where Becker and Cooper had been, and made a face. “Jeez, it reeks down there. Is it all clear?”

Becker nodded. “No one down there.”

“Good,” Xander said. “Let’s wrap this up then.”

Becker waited until his squad leader turned and led the way to the other end of the warehouse before following.

Okay, you beautiful werewolf. I’ve done my part. The rest is up to you.
Tyler, Paige. In the Company of Wolves (SWAT Book 3) (pp. 15-19). Sourcebooks. Kindle Edition.

When he finally tracks her down again, he realizes he has more than just a little problem. He doesn’t just have to get Jayna out of the clutches of the Ukrainians he has to get her pack out.

It’s never a good idea to go undercover without support outside, but that’s what Eric does with Cooper’s help.

Fast paced, hold your breath action and suspense as the attraction between Jayna and Cooper heats up to sizzling.

Don’t miss this book!

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty,independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

By
NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

He’s in trouble with a capital T

There’s never been a female on the Dallas SWAT team and Senior Corporal Xander Riggs prefers it that way. The elite pack of alpha male wolfshifters is no place for a woman. But Khaki Blake is no ordinary woman.

When Khaki walks through the door attractive as hell and smelling like heaven, Xander doesn’t know what the heck to do. Worse, she’s put under his command and Xander’s protective instincts go on high alert. When things start heating up both on and off the clock, it’s almost impossible to keep their heads in the game and their hands off each other…

Now that Gage has found his ‘One’ the others on the team have hope that maybe some day they will find their ‘One’ as well.

Heading to a meeting at headquarters, Xander and Gage only expect Deputy Chief Mason to be present. They know nothing good can come from this meeting when the other attendees are Chief Curtis accompanied by Hayes from HR and James a department lawyer.

Their implications of Gage’s Team being sexist since there are no women on the team, is followed by ludicrous suggestions of unqualified females to rectify that fact.

Sometimes having really great hearing sucked.

Khaki was fielding questions from her new teammates about her background—where was she from, did she have any family, how long had she been a cop, how long had she been a werewolf—when she heard Riggs tell Sergeant Dixon that he didn’t want her on his team.

Crap. And here she thought her first meeting with her supervisor had gone well.

She thought it had gone better than that. Dixon had told her about Riggs when he’d picked her up from the airport, filling her in on his background and training methods. He’d sounded like the real deal, and someone she could definitely learn from. As soon as Dixon had introduced her to the man, she’d known he was someone special. She couldn’t really say why, but all of her newly discovered werewolf senses told her that she and Corporal Riggs were going to mesh perfectly. He exuded confidence, yet he didn’t come off as arrogant or cocky. Not like that jackass ex-boyfriend of hers.

It probably didn’t hurt that he was so damn attractive. In a room full of Adonis-class hunks, Xander Riggs stood head and shoulders above the rest. He wasn’t necessarily taller or better built. And it wasn’t that he was more handsome than the other guys. It was simply that the combination of dark hair, chocolate-brown eyes, and kissable lips really did something for her.

Then there was his scent.

The moment she’d set foot in the compound, she realized that the unique scent she’d picked up from Dixon back in Lakefront wasn’t actually that unique. It turned out that what she’d smelled was werewolf scent. She confirmed that when she walked into the training room and was assaulted with sixteen different versions of that same smell. Each one was subtly different, which meant she’d be able to identify each man on the team easily from now on, but in general, all of them smelled like a werewolf.

But then Riggs had walked into the training room, and snap! The scent coming off him was so tantalizing she’d almost leaned forward to get a better sniff. She controlled herself—barely. Shoving your nose into your new supervisor’s neck and snuffling at him like a pig probably wasn’t the kind of first impression she wanted to make.

She’d still been appreciating every subtle nuance of her squad leader’s scent when they’d shaken hands. And when he’d smiled…she’d gotten all warm and fuzzy fast.

She was just thinking her biggest problem was going to be not crushing on her new squad leader—a problem she was more than ready to live with—when she’d heard Riggs say she wouldn’t work on his team.

Worse, everybody else in the room heard it too. Most of them tried to hide it, but she saw the surprise on their faces as they heard Riggs saying anything and everything to get out of having her on his squad. Becker looked pissed when Riggs tried to pin the blame on him, saying he would be so distracted by her presence that he’d get himself killed.

She turned back to the guys, wishing she could crawl off somewhere to hide.
Tyler, Paige. Wolf Trouble (SWAT Book 2) (Kindle Locations 561-586). Sourcebooks. Kindle Edition.

I’m not sure who I felt worse for, Xander or Khaki. They both felt the extreme attraction, avoiding it would only make things worse.

Hiding the truth is never a good thing and makes for some very interesting moments as these too start seeing each other outside of work hours.

A tense, intriguing, emotional and action packed read! Moving on to the next one since the next book in the series comes out the end of this month.

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty,independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

By
NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler

The Dallas SWAT team is hiding one helluva secret…they’re a pack of wolf shifters.

The team of elite sharpshooters is ultra-secretive-and also the darlings of Dallas. This doesn’t sit well with investigative journalist Mackenzie Stone. They must be hiding something…and she’s determined to find out what.

Keeping Mac at a distance proves impossible for SWAT team commander Gage Dixon. She’s smart, sexy, and makes him feel alive for the first time in years. But she’s getting dangerously close to the truth-and perilously close to his heart…

With the ‘Summer of SEALs’ done, I needed to read more from Paige Tyler. I realized I had purchased the SWAT series awhile ago and hadn’t started them yet. So I dove in with book one.

I love shifters and a whole SWAT team of Alpha wolves definitely just adds to the love.

Mackenzie Stone has a mission, scoop a story on the SWAT team based on a tip they are doing performance enhancing drugs. Unfortunate all requests for an interview or a ride-along have been refused. So she stakes out their command compound waiting for an opening, either to talk to them or break in and search.

Her break comes when the team heads out and with Zac, her photographer, driving they follow along. Of course Mac gets herself in trouble and ends up in the command van.

This is a favorite scene when the action is done.

“It’s obvious you’ve been snooping around for a story,” he said.

“When your man grabbed me, you mean?” She shrugged. “That was a complete accident. I got turned around and ended up back there.”

He chuckled. “Right. Just like it’s a complete accident that your unmarked news van has been parked outside my SWAT compound for the last two days?”

She tried not to let her surprise show, but failed miserably. Mouth twitching, he turned and switched off the monitors.

How the hell had Dixon made her so easily? She and Zak weren’t that sloppy, were they? Dixon turned off the monitors, then picked up a cloth and wiped down the whiteboard.

“Okay, you caught me,” she said. “But I only resorted to that because the department turned down my request for an interview and a ride-along.”

He stopped wiping and turned to her, his brow raised in a way that did interesting things to her tummy. Damn, the man had quite the smolder. “Most reporters would be able to infer from that answer that they should go after a different story.”

Mac knew it was crazy, but if she didn’t know better, she’d think Dixon was teasing her—if not outright flirting. Well, she could play that game, too. But while she wasn’t above using her feminine wiles to get a story, she needed to make sure she was right about him first.

She moved a little closer. If he backed up, she’d assume she read him wrong and would retreat accordingly. If he didn’t, she might be able to work him a little bit.

Dixon did neither. Instead, he took a step toward her so that they were standing even closer together. She hadn’t realized how big the SWAT officer was until that moment. He towered over her by almost a foot, and his shoulders were nearly twice as wide as she was. She decided she suddenly liked really big men.

Damn, it was going to be hard remembering this guy was the target of her next in-depth investigative article.

“I’ve never been very good at picking up subtle hints.” She gave him her best award-winning smile—the one she used on her editor when she wanted a really juicy story—and moved a fraction of an inch closer. He smelled nice. “I was simply waiting outside the compound so I could talk to you and straighten out the obvious misunderstanding the department had.”

“Of course.” He returned her smile with one of the sexiest grins she’d ever seen. “Because it must have been a mistake. After all, what cop wouldn’t want to talk to the ever-insightful Ms. Mackenzie Stone, right?”

“Exactly.”
Tyler, Paige. Hungry Like the Wolf (SWAT Book 1) (pp. 26-28). Sourcebooks. Kindle Edition.

Making a call hoping to get her off any story she might have in mind, Gage invites her to the compound for an interview and then to follow the team around for a couple of days. His reaction to Mac has his team/pack questioning his judgement until one of them brings up ‘The One.’

Plenty of action and suspense as Gage and Mac get steamier. I think this almost melted my kindle with scenes that advance their relationship, but don’t end up between the sheets.

I also like the difference in how the change occurs, not from a bite but a life threatening situation and the right DNA. 

I have to see who’s next so I’m off to read book two.

5 Contented Purrs for Paige!

  Paige Tyler

Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty,independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)