Monday, September 14, 2015

Authors Anna Lowe and Callie McKenna are in The Paw and Claws #boxset #99cents #shifters


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Check out the start of several of the stories. 

Desert Wolf by Anna Lowe

Waking up in someone else’s bed felt strange to Lana. Waking up on the East Coast felt strange too, even though she’d only been away two years. But two years could be a lifetime. Two years could change everything.

She lay under the heavy blanket, listening to the sounds of a New England forest waking up. A chickadee called — once, twice — outside the window. Funny how her ear had come to expect the hectic flutter of a hummingbird instead of the whistle of the forest dweller.

What used to be her norm — crisp mountain mornings, the quiet swish of pine needles over a cabin roof, and the hollow feeling of waking up alone — had all become distant memories. Coming back to the Berkshires was nice, but part of her was already impatient to head home. To Arizona, where she’d found a mate who gave her more than she had ever dared wish for. Love, as vast and truthful as the desert. A new life, a renewed sense of purpose. A future. Lana sighed and snuggled closer to her mate.

A pair of soft lips brushed over hers, and she mumbled in reply. As always, her body came alive at Ty’s touch. She extended her limbs in an irrepressible stretch then folded herself around him. Two years hadn’t dimmed the passion that reared up like a force of nature every time they touched.

“Mmmm. Mate,” was all she got out before Ty surged in with another kiss. A deep, possessive kiss that promised her the day was about to start in the very best way. His hands slid upward along her rib cage, making her body sing like a bird on the first day of spring.

Once an Alpha by Callie McKenna
Prologue
Rocky Mountains, Colorado — 1998

“Wanna hear another scary story?”

I rolled my eyes and grinned as Billie, one of my fellow Girl Scouts, looked around the campfire at all the rest of us with a mischievous gleam in her eyes. She was an outgoing and popular young kid, with stories coming out of her ears. Never failed to be a source of amusement on our camping trips, even though her scary tales were all total bullshit.

“Sure, Billie, go ahead,” one of the other girls said, clasping her hands together in anticipation.
We were mostly all fifteen years old, except for a couple of the younger thirteen and fourteen year olds who’d been allowed to come, and we were camping for part of the summer in the Rockies with our adult troop leaders. I knew being a Girl Scout at my age was considered unforgivably nerdy by a lot of other kids in my school, but I tried not to care too much. I thought it was awesome. We got to go on fun trips and do cool activities, and on top of all that, it taught us to be independent and take care of ourselves. Even out in the wilds.

“Okay, have any of you heard of the Lost Trail? It’s near this town called Creede,” Billie asked.
A few of us nodded. It was a nice place to go hiking and camping. Amazing views. I’d been there once when we were on a ski trip to the mountainous state with my family, and I’d damn near frozen my butt off. It certainly wasn’t the sunny California I was used to.


“Well, that isn’t the real Lost Trail,” she said. “The original Lost Trail was a little further north from here, near a town called Bakewell Springs. The trail got its name from a group of ski hikers who went missing after hiking off it in the 1950’s. Ten of them. All decided to do a winter ski hike up the mountains together, and they were never seen again.”

Hope you enjoy this box set,
Anita

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