Saturday, September 19, 2015

Melissa Snark and Anna Craig - Authors in the Paws and Claws #Boxset #shifters

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21 books, many full length novels, over a $40 value! 

It’s time to howl at the moon and let loose the beast! 
Bears, wolves and lions, oh my! This 21 BOOK Excite Spice MEGA Bundle lets you sink your teeth into all the hot, sexy shifters you could ever dream up! Over 375,000 words of paranormal prose with powerful, protective alphas looking for their fated mates. 

Twenty-one great erotica and erotic romance authors will take you back to the wild, where raw passion rules, and primitive need dominates all. From lions, to tigers, to bears, these shifters will bring out the animal in you. 

It’s time to howl at the moon and let loose the beast! 

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Check out the start of several of the stories. 

The Child Thief by Melissa Snark

“Help me. Please. The child thief has stolen my son,” a woman said, her voice full of desperation. An icy hand closed around Victoria Storm’s arm and the chill of the grave swept through her body. She gasped and halted, turning toward the woman, but remained silent. She took a moment to study the distraught spirit.
The woman had light brown hair and an olive—toned complexion. She wore a mid—thigh length white nightshirt, stained with dried blood. Her legs and feet were bare. The ghost’s appearance mirrored the condition of her body at the time of death—her face and throat bore dark bruises, defensive wounds marred her hands and forearms, and the side of her skull had been bashed in.
The spirit took Victoria’s silence as an opportunity to continue her plea. “Please, Michael is all alone and he’s so scared. I need your help.”
Victoria’s gut clenched, because she had no choice except to refuse. “I’m sorry,” she said. “But I can’t help you.”
Several paces ahead, Jasper turned back toward Victoria. His bright eyes focused on the apparently empty spot before her and his eyebrows rose, disappearing beneath his lank brown bangs. His tongue flickered across his lips, moistening them against the aridness of the winter air. “What’s up?” he asked, eyes bright with curiosity. “Is a ghost here?”
“Shhh.” Victoria shushed him. She cast an anxious glance about her, concerned that their odd behavior would attract the wrong sort of attention. Neither Jasper, nor any of the humans present, could see the dead woman because they lacked Victoria’s gift of spirit sight.
Cheerful holiday decorations lined the streets and storefronts along bustling Central Avenue of downtown Albuquerque. The sidewalks were crammed with holiday shoppers out to take advantage of the clear Saturday afternoon before Christmas. No one so much as spared the two werewolves and the invisible spirit a glance.
“You must help me,” the woman pleaded. “No one can see or hear me.”
At the same time, Jasper said, “What does she want? C’mon, tell me what’s going on!”

Surrendered to the Pack by Anna Craig

Cassie’s entire body trembled in a combination of terror and the undercurrent of an undeniable hunger. Despite the knee—shaking jitters, she forced herself to keep walking. This was her destiny, and she would face it like the strong, self—assured woman she was.

Even if she passed out from sheer panic during it. She would just keep moving in some sort of zombie state. One foot in front of the other, even though she would be in a dead faint. Right.

A tiny giggle erupted from her, drawing a fierce scowl from the huge, imposing, sexier—than—anything—she’d—ever—seen—in—her—life alpha wolf waiting for her. Waiting for her while flanked by his equally huge, equally sexy packmates. The wolves who would now be her packmates. Her masters. The ones who held the future of her family and her entire town in their lethal paws.

The ones to whom she’d just been surrendered as Wicked Mountain’s latest sacrifice in order to keep the peace for at least another century.

“Is something funny to you?” Wicked Mountain Wolf Pack Alpha Trevor Reginald’s deep voice rumbled across the meadow, effectively silencing the background noises of people shifting on their feet, clothes rustling, quiet murmurs as they watched the ancient ceremony play out in the twilight of the longest day of the year. Cassie’s parents stood halfway between her and the wolves, their hopeful faces suddenly masked in utter horror as they stared at their idiot daughter.

Cassie stopped in her tracks, also horrified. Her heart hammered against her chest as a feeling of ice water being slowly poured over her body drenched her in even deeper fear. Oh, shit. She couldn’t alienate them already. They could punish her for being disobedient. She’d heard stories about the women taken by the pack. Some of the stories were less Fifty Shades sexy, more Brothers Grimm deadly. After all, these guys really were the monsters of legend.
“N—no, sir,” she managed to stutter out. Her voice sounded tiny in the appalled silence. “I’m just a little n—nervous. I’m so s—sorry.” She swallowed against the dryness in her mouth. Trying to steady her wire—tight nerves, she managed to utter ceremonial words without tripping
over them. “This is a magnificent honor, and I deeply appreciate your choice in me as a pack surrender.”

He regarded her with a long, unblinking stare. The power and strength behind it hit her with a force like a tsunami. Against her will, she looked at the ground. She wasn’t a werewolf, but his immense powers worked on her regardless. He was about to be her alpha, and she had no choice but to bow to him.

Not to mention, she had no choice but to do whatever he wanted her to do.

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