Authors: Vivian Arend
handful.”
Tad sat back and swal owed hard. Keil grinned at him. “Wait until she starts ordering you around.”
“Are you getting me in trouble out there, Keil?”
He turned to face the door, eager for her to arrive.
“Of course not. You can get yourself in trouble all by yourself once you get here. Are you planning
on arriving any time this century?”
Scuffling noises on the other side of the door made him more hopeful than her words.
“Look, oh tall and buff one, you only told me tonight there was
going to be streaking involved in this shinding. I had to do a little more grooming than usual. Are you sure I have to get naked?”
The door opened and Robyn stepped through, dressed in a pale blue robe. Her hair swung loose over her shoulders and her eyes seemed to glow with
the reflected light of the moon.
Keil’s heart rose up and choked off his throat. The scent of her wolf increased as the moon drew nearer. This is what he’d been waiting for al his life.
“Oh, yeah. You definitely have to get naked.”
Desire rol ed over both of them as they stared into each other’s eyes, the rest of the people in the room forgotten.
“Gag.” TJ pretended to slip his finger down his throat. He slid in front of Robyn and kissed her cheek. “While I’m glad you’re going to be my sister-in-law
and my Alpha, can you save the sex for when you get in front of the pack?”
Robyn’s face went completely white as she whipped around to glare at Keil. “
Is there any tiny, insignificant detail that you might have forgotten to inform
me about tonight?”
He shrugged and gave a look to let her know how much he wanted her.
“It may have slipped my mind. But I don’t think you’ll mind too much. We’ll be
wolves. It’s time to go.”
He turned and offered his arm to lead her into the moonlight of the clearing. Robyn paused for a second and Keil offered up a prayer she wouldn’t go too
bal istic on him.
Shaking her head, she laid a hand on his elbow and walked with a regal air through the door into the main hal with him.
“I need to do something special for you. A surprise since you obviously like them. Oh, I know. I’m making you a big batch of brownies tomorrow. Just
for you. With ‘special’ ingredients.”
She leaned over and kissed his cheek, then whispered in his ear. “And you’re going to eat them al .”
Keil stopped them for a moment as they approached the center of the gathering. He stared into her eyes, seeing the twinkle of mischief overtaking the
anger. She was amazing, this mate of his. Just what he needed in his life and what the pack needed as wel .
He released her arm and turned to face her. Careful y crossing his hands over his heart he dipped his head.
“I love you, little bird. Shall we go become
Alpha?”
“With you, anything.”
“Good. You get to share the brownies.”
About the Author
Vivian was playing hooky the day they taught about the importance of getting a “real” job; she was hiding out at the local library rereading everything for
the fifth time. Since then she’s become a Jack-of-al -trades with a job experience list only slightly smal er than the average phone book.
She’s hiked, biked, canoed, kayaked and camped throughout Canada, seven European countries and twelve states, including Hawaii and Alaska. Al
these adventures have now become settings for her overactive muse to wander through.
Vivian lives in Western Canada with her longtime sweetie, two wonderful kids and a dog that looks like a stuffed toy.
To learn more please visit www.vivianarend.com. You can send an email to Vivian at [email protected] or visit her at vivarend.blogspot.com.
He is tired of fighting. She has nowhere to run.
Cry Sanctuary
© 2008 Moira Rogers
The Red Rock Pass Series, Book 1
Keith Winston is tired of fighting. The war between werewolves and wizards rages on in Europe, but he’s come home to Red Rock, Montana in hopes of
finding a bit of peace. Instead he finds more strife as he struggles against the pack’s dictates that he resume his place as the alpha’s right-hand man.
When he rescues a new wolf on the run, he knows his instant attraction to her could cause trouble. What he doesn’t expect is to find himself embroiled in
another battle that goes against al his instincts—and his heart.
Abigail Adler learned about the existence of werewolves only when she became one. With her life threatened by a corrupt alpha, she flees to the only
sanctuary she knows: Red Rock. While she’s grateful for the pack’s protection, she chafes under its unbreakable rules of conduct—except when it comes
to submitting to the passion Keith stirs in her.
Then her tormentor kidnaps her sister in an attempt to lure her out of hiding. To save her, Abby and Keith must be wil ing to do the very thing that could get
them al kil ed—break al of the rules.
Warning: Hot werewolf sex, violence, explosions, and a heroine wielding a makeshift implement of destruction.
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Cry Sanctuary:
“Oh, God.” A bby tried not to whimper, but the sound escaped her anyway. The animal inside surged forward again, ready—desperate—to be
claimed, and she rose from the table, almost knocking her chair over. For a moment, she didn’t know what to do. Then she took a deep breath and
walked from the tiny kitchenette to Keith’s bed.
She gathered every bit of courage she had and turned her back to him. “Can you unzip me? I can’t reach.”
Even though she heard him move, feeling his hands slide around her waist was a shock. Strong fingers stroked across her stomach before moving
up to cup her breasts, and he drew her back against him. “When I get around to it.”
Fire streaked through her. A bby rocked back, whimpering again when she felt the hardness of his cock press against her ass. “Isn’t that the
dangerous part?” she asked on a moan. “Getting me so excited?”
“Maybe for someone else.” His voice was cocky, almost arrogant. He pinched her nipples and rocked against her ass at the same time, his voice low
and sensual. “But I can handle you no matter how excited you get, and it’s good practice for you.”
She cried out and covered his hands with hers, wishing the layers of cloth between his fingers and her breasts were gone. “Practice for what?” For
going insane? For dying of frustration?
His breath heated the sensitive skin of her neck, and he bit her earlobe and tugged at her nipples. “For losing control without losing control. I can
show you how.”
A bby shuddered and batted his hands away. She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. The heels she wore afforded her easy reach of his
mouth, and she bit his lip. “Sounds like a ton of work. We might need to practice a lot .” She skated her lips over his cheek and closed her teeth on
his ear, growling softly.
His growl was louder, lower. He caught her lips in a bruising kiss as he grasped her hands and tugged them from around his neck. He guided her
arms down, behind her back, and bit her lower lip in return as he caught her wrists in one hand. “We do need a lot of practice.”
One hand held her wrists trapped, but the other moved to the neckline of her dress. He tugged it down, revealing the thin fabric of the bra
underneath, and made a low noise of approval. “A nd you need practice in letting me take my sweet time.” He caught her nipple between his thumb
and finger and tweaked it again.
“Bossy bastard.” She tried to free her hands, but he held them tight. Desire clashed with defiance, and A bby growled even as heat flooded her. “Fine.
Just let me know when you’ve caught up.”
He jerked her forward, crushing her hips against his. “Oh, I was hard before we got through the door. But I’m not a kid who can’t control himself.”
His fingers inched under the fabric of her bra and tugged it down, baring one breast.
Her head spun, and the ache inside her grew. She wanted to cry out again, to beg him to go faster, make her come. Instead, she clamped her lips
together, muffling the moan that welled up in her throat. She squeezed her eyes shut and held her body stiffly against his. She wouldn’t let him win,
wouldn’t let him see how close to the edge she was already.
His breath tickled her ear. “A ll through dinner, A bby. The whole time, I was imagining how it would feel to be inside you. To bend you over and
show you how fucking good it can be when the person and the wolf want the same thing.”
When she opened her eyes, she could barely focus on his face. “Why didn’t you?” she rasped, pressing closer, sucking in a breath when her nerve
endings screamed at the contact. “Why don’t you?”
“Oh, I will.” He left her breast bare and moved his hand down her body, caressing her stomach over the fabric of the dress. His fingers pressed lower,
sneaking under her dress to rub at her clit through her underwear. “Maybe more than once.”
A bby forgot to be stoic, forgot everything but the searing heat that engulfed her when Keith stroked her. “Fuck—” Her head fell back, her hair
brushing her hands where he still held them. She couldn’t control her own body as her hips bucked against his hand, once and then again. The
tension inside her stretched tighter and snapped, and the accompanying wave of pleasure wrenched a hoarse cry from her throat.
His fingers kept stroking and his lips returned to her ear. “Is that how you want it? Bent over, your ass in the air?”
Her knees buckled, and she sagged against the broad wall of his chest. “Please,” she whispered. “Please, God—please—”
Keith released her hands and plunged his fingers into her hair. His mouth came down on hers, but the brutal domination in his kiss had faded. He
kissed her slowly this time, teasing at her lips without pressing past them. His hands moved to the zipper at the back of her dress and slowly pulled
the tab, parting the teeth.
A bby licked his lips and urged his shirt up. “When is it my turn?” she asked against his mouth, the twisting need to make him gasp her name
overriding everything else.
“What do you want to do?” The dress came undone and he tugged it down.
“Make you crazy.” She let him peel the dress over her hips and kicked it away when it fell to the floor. “I want to make you beg.”
Keith grinned at her as he slowly turned her to face away from him. His hands smoothed up her arms and to her shoulders, and he nudged her
upper body toward the bed. “Sounds tempting as hell, sweetheart, but that’s not how it works. Until you’re in control of yourself, you can’t be in
control of anyone else.”
Her hands hit the bed and curled into the covers. She looked back at him, her brow furrowed. “That doesn’t sound very fair. I’m doing all right so
far.” Except for the fact that her arms and legs were trembling, and she couldn’t quite seem to catch her breath.
One eyebrow went up as he slipped his fingers under the hem of her underwear and dragged it off of her ass. “You think we’ve even gotten started ?”
Something wild this way comes…
Temptation Unleashed
© 2008 Kari Thomas
Once a powerful, practicing Wiccan, Kira Douglas has reluctantly moved to wild and beautiful Sedona, Arizona for only one reason—assume custody of
her dead sister’s daughter. She immediately runs into an obstacle. The child’s uncle, the disturbingly sexy Aiden Calhoun, refuses to give her up.
Aiden has good reason for not al owing Kira custody of his precious niece. The child is half witch, half shapeshifter. Al owing her to take the girl could
expose the family’s shapeshifting secret he has spent a lifetime protecting.
Their instant attraction isn’t just an inconvenient temptation. It could put his entire family in danger.
But an evil force is re-emerging, bent on destroying everything they know and love. The only way to survive is to put al differences aside.
And overcome the nightmare that once broke Kira’s faith.
This title has been revised and expanded from its previously published version.
Warning: This book contains explicit, howling-under-the-desert-moon love scenes and some wash-your-mouth-out-with-soap language.
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Tough, aren’t you, baby.
He managed to repress another wolfish smile. Even though he liked her spunk, he didn’t trust her.
Not an inch.
“There’s not much left to discuss,” he stated. “Until a judge legal y decides one way or another, Marissa stays here. With us. If I al ow you visitation rights, it
wil be under the strict rule that you visit her here. And you wil not be alone with her at any time. Are you wil ing to accept these stipulations?” He watched
her eyes narrow at his terms. He could almost hear her thoughts and his body reacted, instantly aroused at her show of defiance.
Damn, but she was making him feel things he’d never felt before.
Man, she’s a fiery little thing.
“Those are ridiculous stipulations,” she muttered. “But it seems I don’t have many choices, do I? Fine, I agree.”
Aiden searched her eyes. She’d given in far too easily. “Why do I have a suspicion that you’re calculating just how much you can get away with?”
She caught him off-guard with a smile that was so stunning it stole his breath.
“Has anyone ever told you you’re a first-class jerk?”
Aiden recovered quickly, surprised at her saucy comeback. “What has that got to do with me asking you about what kind of sneaky ideas are forming in
that pretty little head of yours?”
She sighed, the sound impatient. “Obviously denying that remark isn’t going to get me anywhere. We don’t trust each other. But no matter how much you