Nature of the Beast Page 18

  Bg let out a low whistle of appreciation. He was decked out in a black suit with a white shirt and black tie. His hair was brushed back and he looked every bit as smooth as someone who did love rat packer Dean Martin’s songs.

  “You look devastatingly handsome “Bg stated, turning back to face her mirror.

  Paris walked up behind her and kissed the back of her neck, where his mark from where he’d claimed her was. It was now a darker brown against her skin. He looked over her shoulder into the mirror. “May I?” He asked with his hand resting on the back zip of her dress. Bg nodded her head silently. Dropping her hands away as she watched him back in the mirror.

  “So uh, where’d you get the suit? Happen to have a spare Armani laying around in the Porsche or something?” She joked nervously trying to fill in the silence.

  Paris laughed with her lightly. “Right. Actually Booker, the big lug was kind enough to bring a suit around for me to wear and it turns out, we’re practically the same size, only I’m a fraction taller than him.” Paris offered her by way of explanation.

  “Well, being tall is everything.” Bg said her lips quirking up to a small smile looking at him through the mirror in front of them as he slowly zipped her up.

  “Not quite everything. I thought having power was everything, getting to use that power when it was called for. But then I met this hot Breukelen who kind of made me re-think about some things.” He said as she turned around to stand face to face with him. He bent his head towards, close to her, in her space. Looking deep into her brown eyes he saw her pain and wished he could take it away from her.

  “I know you don’t want to hear this,” he said in a whisper to her, leaning his forehead onto hers. “But I wish I could carry your pain, take it away from you.” Bg nodded her head and looked back at him.

  “I get it. But you can be what I can’t when I’m not. You can be strong, you can shield, and you can make sure you don’t cause my hurt. Like I can do the same for you. I’ve never suffered a broken heart before.” She said looking at him with a little smile and playing with his tie. “And this week, is a week of many firsts, I thought I was going to suffer two broken hearts, yours and mine. But I think, we’re going to be good,” Bg smiled at him a little brighter.

  “So don’t you cry tonight. It’s my turn. You see, my dad would have loved to have met you outside of work, really gotten to know you properly and since he can’t do that. I’m going to keep dating you, so I can do him and me proud of getting to know you Paris D’Arenberg of the Manhattan Maen. Because I really do believe, love is a many splendored thing and that the thing, is us, even under these extreme…few days, I going to believe that.” She said running her hands over his tie.

  “Why are you so good to me? I don’t think I’ve given you enough reason to be.”

  “We are who we are Paris and I’m not out to change you or that. I have no doubt, we’ll clash over things. But I still love you. Like, you know, ninety nine precent of you.” She laughed lightly.

  “Hmm, this is a first for me too, never had a date, tell me I’m anything but perfect.” He joked lightly kissing her cheek.

  “Pftt,” Bg uttered waving a hand at him as they broke apart and she slipped on her black patent vinyl high heels. “Those girls were totally lying, I’m the real deal baby.”

  Paris nodded his head as he put his hands in his pants pockets waiting for her. “Of that, I’ve no doubt. Are you always this much trouble during lunar week?” He asked as she stood up and smoothed her dress down again. She arched a fine eyebrow up at him in response.

  “What’s a matter? Afraid? Not up for one of life’s more interesting challenges?” She asked pointing at herself. “Because big guy, we’re only mid-way, night four buddy, we’ve still got three more nights of whatever will be, will be, to get through. Think you can handle it?”

  “Are you still in heat?” He asked cheekily, already knowing the answer to his own question.

  “No, thankfully.” She replied. “So it’ll just be me, all of me, the regular amount of trouble me.” She looked at him. “You up for that kind of girl, now that you’ve experienced all the other extremes of me?”

  “Piece of cake.” He said casually waving his hand at her as he reached for other hand as they walked out together.

  “Altijd” She asked him smiling at him. “It’s Dutch.” She explained whispering it in his ear. “It means always.”

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  Katelyn’s never had a problem with what she does, it’s not for her to question the ethics of it. Because nobody ever questions her, when she gets them what they want to extort over others. If they’re willing to pay the right price for her services.

  Tarin Armadel is more than willing to pay the price for hiring Katelyn Phoenix. Because in the supernatural world of Melbourne, Australia, Tarin’s not what he seems at first glance either. He comes from the shadows of a cold Melbourne night, to make a proposition to Katelyn that’s too good to refuse. Especially when it involves the mysterious, Tarin in it.

  Katelyn finds herself entering the supernatural world she’s only ever been on the fringes of before, and falling deeper and deeper for Tarin in the process. But she’s unable to read Tarin, which is something of blessing and a burden. How is she supposed to know what she’s getting into with him? He’s everything she’s never had before in her life and there’s probably a very good reason for that. If only she could get to the bottom of the truth to find out before its’ too late.

  Werewolf Storm

  I guess you could say I was having the day from hell.

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  Meeting shape shifting doctor, Megan Marisini from the Neiwe Teme Pack in New Jersey, New York, kind of blew my mind well and truly open. Nothing like discovery you’re not who you thought you were for your whole life, to change your day. That and say a super storm. I didn’t know about the warnings and couldn’t evacuate in time to before the storm hit and tilted my world on an axis I never saw coming.

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  Bodil Sommers has never been one for attention, but as the lunar week approaches and the moon rises high in the night sky, she’s going to get a lot of it, from various werewolf males. Doesn’t help if you’re the leading pack alpha’s daughter and every werewolf in the tri-state area wants a piece of you. And not necessarily in a good way.

  Two of the males pursuing her are from her own pack and proving more than a enough to keep up with. Nick Olsen an alpha and Boden Jennings a beta werewolf who are always fighting one another. They’re supposed to be the better option, than giving herself over to another pack’s alpha male or having to win her right to date, through dominance fighting.

  But Bodil finds her paws full when neither male will back down and she can’t figure out what she wants, let alone who she wants, as well as having to stop an impending turf war with another werewolf pack, all before full moon. Who new dating was so complicated?

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  Shadow Games

  Katelyn Phoenix leads a low life. She’s never had a life full of privilege, prominence or affluence. But she’s always been able to see the truth in other people, it’s always been her gift. Because Katelyn’s not your av
erage human female. She’s a truth-sayer and being one of those is rare and highly, valuable if you want to commit personal espionage on others.

  Katelyn’s never had a problem with what she does, it’s not for her to question the ethics of it. Because nobody ever questions her, when she gets them what they want to extort over others. If they’re willing to pay the right price for her services.

  Tarin Armadel is more than willing to pay the price for hiring Katelyn Phoenix. Because in the supernatural world of Melbourne, Australia, Tarin’s not what he seems at first glance either. He comes from the shadows of a cold Melbourne night, to make a proposition to Katelyn that’s too good to refuse. Especially when it involves the mysterious, Tarin in it.

  Katelyn finds herself entering the supernatural world she’s only ever been on the fringes of before, and falling deeper, and deeper for Tarin in the process. But she’s unable to read Tarin, which is something of blessing and a burden. How is she supposed to know what she’s getting into with him? He’s everything she’s never had before in her life and there’s probably a very good reason for that. If only she could get to the bottom of the truth to find out before its’ too late.

  Beasts of Burden

  A Side Show Story related to the full length novel The Nature of the Beast

  Bg Sommers is in Seattle to catch up with her good friend, and fellow beta werewolf, Sonny Charleston. As usual, a night out on the town wouldn’t be a night out if trouble didn’t follow them and bring Bg more attention than she can handle. When the dangerous looking alpha werewolf, Paris D’arenberg sets his sights on her.

  Bg’s heart knows it’s in trouble, even before the end of the night. As thoughts of her relationship with her pack mate Conall Wakely back home fade, she realizes her heart is willing to be taken and not by just anyone.

  Returning home to Brooklyn after her mind opening weekend away, Bg comes face to face with all aspects and werewolves, of her love life. In order for her to find true happiness, she has to make some personal decisions about it and risk herself in the process.

  Is she a fearlessness werewolf to truly try and unburden the beast that is her werewolf heart? Conflicted she must conquer what her heart truly desires and understand that it is okay to seek love and to love fully.

  Wild Life

  Addison Harrington is used to leading a pretty wild life. After all, you don’t get to be a werewolf and be normal, as such. As an alpha werewolf and second in command of the Manhattan Maen werewolf pack, he’s very much used to living the werewolf way of life. He’s up to his neck in werewolves, daily, nightly and at all times.

  So when he finds himself face to face with Cassidy Owens, a non-werewolf female at a pack party, he becomes a little intrigued in the human species. Even if he is somewhat unsure of what to do, other than have some fun. But can he have fun with a human woman? His version of fun? After all, Addison’s never been one for human companions, or relations as such.

  As the lunar week approaches, Addison finds himself drawn to Cassidy. But his werewolf lifestyle could spell trouble, for the both of them. Before Addison can figure out how to break it off with Cassidy, she is dragged, kicking and screaming into the werewolf world at large. Addison finds he must save Cassidy as much as he must save himself by confronting his own feelings for a human. Feelings he thought he’d never have.

  Bleeding Hearts

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  Can these two young strays overcome their fears of alpha wolves to forge a new life with new pack-mates?

  And when an old enemy reappears to claim them, will the trust in their new pack be stronger than their need to flee? Will the Seattle Alki help them fight for their very lives? Or leave them broken hearted, bloodied and torn apart, for the wolves?

  Lunar Night Stand

  A Side Show Story related to the full length novel The Pack.

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  There is history between Conall and Gabby and it isn’t at all good. So what good could come from these two meeting up without anyone to pull them apart? Then again, Conall Wakely’s never been a model good guy. So why not indulge in his bad boy behavior? Besides, what’s the worst an alpha female werewolf could possibly do to him, other than break his balls?

  This is what happens when young Breukelen beta werewolf, Conall Wakely decides to pay a house visit to Manhattan Maen’s fiercest alpha female, Gabby Colton.

  The Pack

  On an irregular lunar week in Manhattan New York, odd things are happening. The Werewolves of New York City are acting up. And it seems everyone is affected, even Manhattan Maen pack leader, Paris D'arenberg.

  But does Paris see the chaos around him or is he used to it? His pack mate Bg tries to warn him that something is coming. But what would be brave enough to come for an alpha werewolf? Especially a pack leader like Paris. Or is Paris not the real target of these strange events? As the lunar week unfolds, Bg and the Manhattan Maen werewolf pack will have to face something unexpected and unprecedented happening to them. Which will require making the hardest decision of Bg's life. How can her love for Paris survive, if he doesn't?

  Revenge

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