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Hazel Cherokee and Booth Dixon had been good friends since college. Booth would do anything for her. Hazel had the unpleasant task of visiting her father one last time in jail to find out Grandma’s last wishes, and she needed some muscle in case her dad got out of hand. He was a mean man and deserved everything he was getting. Booth couldn’t make it, but he’d send one of his brothers…
As soon as Jayden came into the room, he stared at her like he’d never seen a woman before. She was getting annoyed with him because he just kept staring.
“I’m a woman. Haven’t you ever seen one before?” He nodded, then grinned. “You’re not all that charming if that’s what you’re going for. Sit down and keep an eye on my father. That’s what you’re here for, isn’t it?”
“Yes. I’ll protect you with my life.” She said that they’d have him chained up. She doubted that it would ever go that far. “You never know. Some people are stupider than you think. But he won’t touch you. I swear it on my mother’s heart.”
From the moment Amy found out her brother was running for the presidency of the United States, she moved out of the family home and changed her last name. She loved her brother, but she didn’t love the limelight. All she wanted was freedom. The freedom to live her life the way she wanted without being in the shadow of the Secret Service all the time. Taking pictures was her passion, and that’s what she would do, and no one would stand in her way.
Amy had taken a lot of great shots of the animals at the zoo, but if one more person asked her if she had permission to be there, she would scream. She just about had her camera in focus when another zoo employee approached her. He introduced himself as Dr. Dallas Dixon, and instead of being upset with her, he wanted her to take some pictures of a gorilla who had just given birth, but the baby wouldn’t live.
It didn’t take long for Amy to realize that Dallas was a shifter and silverback to his troop. “You’re the silverback. The leader to her. I don’t know how that works, but you’re a shifter. Gorilla shifter and leader. That’s why that other man said that you could order her to do—Christ, oh mighty. Oh fucking no.” She turned her entire body and looked at the man sitting not ten feet from her. “You are not telling me that you have it in your impossibly small mind that I’m whatever they call a silverback’s mate, are you? No. Don’t answer that. I don’t need to, nor do I want to know.”
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Brad Kirk came from old money, very old money, as he was an immortal. He was gifted immortality and a great deal of magic by a bear group centuries ago. He was a recluse and didn’t like people much, but he was a very shrewd businessman and had more money than he could spend in several lifetimes.
Becka Dillard had raised her nephew, Toby, since he was an infant. He was too young when his parents died to remember them. Now sixteen, Becka was the only mother he knew, and he loved her dearly. She was a trucker. They lived on the road. They never had much in the way of money, but she had plenty of love to share even though she didn’t care much for people in general.
They were early for her next delivery and, thankfully, had time for a hot, sit-down meal…or so she thought anyway. Some idiot wouldn’t leave her alone, accusing her of being the wife of some man named Kirk, and he had a bone to pick with him. Some days, it didn’t pay to get out of bed….
Lander was good at her job. What she wasn’t good with was people, most people, in fact. Especially attornies who weren’t prepared when they cross-examined her as a witness. She didn’t care. She had work to do. Leaving the courthouse was the last thing she remembered when she woke up in the hospital.
Happy to have finally found his mate after all these centuries, Hamish, an ancient vampire, had been following her scent all morning. The scent led him to the courthouse, where he decided to wait until she came out. But shots rang out when Lander stepped out of the building. Hamish would have to move fast, or he would find and lose his mate at the same time.
Robin had been born a vampire, but when she failed to develop fangs at twenty-five, her family deemed her worthless and left her at the mercy of the vampire council to do with what they pleased. Being a slave was all she’d ever known.
Warren Justice was a very old and lonely vampire. He had been alone for so long he had pulled his affairs together and contemplated ending his existence until Hamish summoned him. He had intended to visit his old friend one last time to say goodbye.
When Warren met Hamish’s mate, Lander, the shock and power exchange they both received gave him a new lookout on life. And when Lander summoned the bookkeeper of the vampire records, he realized the woman cowering in the corner was his mate.
The vampire council had a lot to answer for, and Robin knew all their dirty little
Ruby Thimble didn’t have anything left to lose. She had been diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor and now her days were numbered. She sold everything and decided she wanted to spend what time she had left with her sister, Rosie.
Rosie struggled with dark thoughts. Ending her days here on Earth remained forefront in her mind. But when her sister just suddenly showed up on her doorstep and her days were numbered by no choice of her own, Rosie wasn’t having it. She had to do something. She knew a bear shifter and knew he could help. She’d get down on her knees and beg if she had to.
Calhoun Meyer didn’t know what he could do to help, but he and Rosie were supposed to be leaving to work for Hamish in a few days, so he said he’d help her sister if he could. When he arrived at the camper to see what he could do, if anything, it hit him that Ruby was his mate….
Murray was wrapped up in trying to solve the mess that his parents found themselves in. In essence, the town was trying to steal their home. A few minutes after speaking with Lander, a Rosie Thimble called his phone. She was taking charge of this shit storm, and heads were going to roll.
When Rosie got out of the car, Murray introduced himself. The moment that he touched his hand to hers, he felt a feeling roll over him akin to his skin being set on fire. Not only his skin but where her fingers were touching his. He could feel the iciness of her anger like it was his own. Closing his eyes to the onslaught of not only her anger but every memory that she’d ever had. He could only wonder what she was getting from him…
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Locke Erikson and his brothers needed a way out. Their dad was one mean SOB, and they had to get out of the house before one of them ended up dead. Locke hit the jackpot. It was over a billion dollars, and there was only one winner. Just disappearing and keeping their winnings a secret seemed like the best solution.
Alexandra Grable was down on her luck. Her grandmother, Martha, had been keeping tabs on her and told her she’d be dying soon. Alexandra was hoping that her grandmother would be leaving her enough money to get on her feet. To her surprise, the woman gave nearly everything to Locke, including the responsibility for her care. She didn’t have a penny to her name. What was she going to do when she wore out her welcome….
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August thought that he could watch football year-round. It would get in the way of his life, he knew, but it would be a good way to spend any extra time. He saw his older brothers coming toward him and moved over so that they could squeeze in beside him. There wasn’t really enough room for all three of them, but they’d make it work. The way the game was going, he didn’t expect them to be sitting much, either. “Who’s out?” August was handed a chili dog while he answered questions.
“That’s not yours. Unless you’ve changed your mind about hot stuff.” Trading chili dogs with his brother, he bit into the messy dog that was his and moaned.“The cheerleaders are doing a bang-up job. Locke and I could hear them all the way to the concession stand. That’s the way to cheer on the town.” Dusty handed him a wad of napkins and told his brothers that Carol was still out sick. She was their neighbor’s daughter. August agreed as he finished off his second dog that the cheerleaders seemed to be keeping people pumped up. There was soda, too, but he only drank water. He was actually waiting for them to make fun of him when Locke started yelling and standing up. It looked like a touchdown for the home team.
“What do you think the score would be if’n you were out there, Locke? Do you think…oh wait, you never got to play your senior year, did you? Something about cheating.” Stanley Cooper crossed his arms over his chest after taunting Locke. August looked at his brother and waited. There would be bloodshed if Locke reacted, and it would be all over Stanley Cooper. “Did you cheat or not? That’s the question, isn’t it?” “You know as well as everyone around us that there was no one cheating. And I’d appreciate it, Cooper, if you didn’t bring it up every time you saw me.
It was nearly ten years ago. Move on with the rest of us.” Cooper asked Locke if he was telling him what to do. “I wouldn’t do that. Not me. But I think that people are sick to death of you bringing it up every time there is a game and you see me.” “Yeah, sit down and shut your trap, Cooper. We’re trying to have a good time here, and you’re messing it up.” There were other members of the crowd telling Stanley to shut his mouth, but it either didn’t get through to him, or he was still the stubborn ass he’d been all his life. “He’s right. You do this every single time. Get over yourself.
The game was over the moment that you went out on the field. Clumsy toss, my ass.”When Stanley took a swing at Locke, all he did was duck down enough so that his fist went wide. And because of him being a couple of steps up and behind them in the bleacher, it knocked him off his feet, and he started to tumble. If not for the quick thinking of Locke, the man would have gone over the back of the fence, and since it was a parking lot back there, he would have more than likely been hurt badly. Or dead if he’d gone head first.
“Get your hands off me, you cheating bastard.” Locke did let the man go, but he also held on long enough for him to have gotten his balance. Stan’s wife, Darlington, grabbed her husband by his high school jacket that he still wore to every game and told him to sit down. She did this through clenched teeth, and it must have impressed Stan enough that he sat down and shut his trap.
Harman Griffin had had a bit of bad luck. Calling out a group of disgruntled women had him in the hospital recovering from a bash to the head. If he hadn’t been immortal, he wouldn’t have survived the ordeal.
He had gotten to know Carrie and Katie Donahue, cousins, while in the hospital. He had a feeling that one of them was his mate, but he wasn’t sure. Normally, her scent would be a dead giveaway, but Harman was born unable to smell or taste anything. There had to be some way to figure it out….
Edwin Griffin was looking forward to his retirement from the Army. But it seemed his superiors were having trouble letting go. As a wolf shifter and an immortal, Edwin’s senses were keen. He had no intention of “keeping in touch” or to continue working for them, for that matter. Something about them felt off, and Edwin had no intention of being a pawn in whatever scheme they were plotting. Storm was very protective of her sister, Rain. Their parents had somehow found them, and Rain was vulnerable to their influence. The sisters both possessed magical talents that were growing stronger daily. When Charlie Griffin offered to help, Storm jumped at the chance to protect her sister. Edwin was a bit surprised to find the feisty woman Storm to be his mate. She had a hard time with trust, but Edwin was determined to work on that, but he had his own issues to resolve. Although retired from the military as well, Storm would still take on an occasional assignment. But when the assignment from her superiors was to do something about her mate. Well, things just got a bit more personal….
Tony couldn’t believe what he was seeing on the security monitor. A woman and her kid were living in the alleyway next to his office, and they were in trouble. A man snuck up on her and snatched the kid. He had to do something….
Jana Cantrell wasn’t taking the news too well. She would have been dead and her son in the clutches of that maniac if it hadn’t been for her being Tony’s mate, and she was now immortal. She didn’t trust men. She had just escaped from the imprisonment of the maniac who had nearly killed her. No way in hell would she be enslaved by another….
Garfield watched the unconscious pretty woman thrashing on the bed. He had already determined that the woman, Sable, wasn’t his mate, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her. When he grabbed her hand to keep her from hurting herself, his entire body seemed to be touched by an electrical wire. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t let go.
Just before Garfield passed out, he realized that not only was Sable his mate, but she was transferring an enormous amount of power to him….
Paige Dresher didn’t trust men. She had three little girls to raise, and life had been hard. The deadbeat who had fathered the girls denied his involvement, leaving Paige and the girls to make it on their own. It didn’t help that the only place Paige could afford was a dump, and her girls deserved better than that. They all did. When the landlord shot Paige and one of her daughters, she thought it was the end.
Jeffery Griffin knew about the new arrivals. He just wanted to come over and welcome them to the family when he found a strange man who smelled like the little girls roaming in the woods, spying on the little family. Jeffery shifted to his wolf and went to warn the little girl’s mother. When his wolf knocked Paige to the ground, he was surprised and happy to discover she was his mate. Paige, on the other hand, wasn’t the least bit happy at his revelation. She wasn’t happy at all….
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Georgeanne Rogers was a former addict. She hadn’t touched anything in over six years, but to hear her boss talk, she could barely function. Sometimes, she just needed someone to talk her down…
Ivy had mentioned George to Lance. To be honest, he had thought George was a guy because of the name, but when he got a look at her, he realized she was one of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen. And when he opened the truck door and caught her scent, he was one happy lion…
George wasn’t so sure. Feed her first. She would think later…
Denver Tucker just wants a new start for his family, so he contacts the king of his kind, Ronan Foster and his wife, Brook, of Foster’s Pride, for help. The Fosters are more than happy to help the Tucker family to get a fresh start in California.
Bailee Sims is having a rough time. Her former bosses in the US government won’t take ‘no’ for an answer when she refuses to continue working for them. They have made it their mission to make sure she’s lost her house and her car and made sure that no business will hire her, either. It is that situation that puts her in a long line on opening day for the Foster/Tucker Foundation to open its doors.
When the man behind Bailee in line whips out a gun to fire on Denver as he’s opening the door to the Foundation, Bailee can’t react fast enough before the gun fires, but she takes the man down before anyone else is hurt, but she is gravely injured too in the process.
Denver just wants to thank the pretty woman for saving his life, but she’s in no mood to talk, and when she finds out that Parker made her immortal to save her life, she is more pissed than ever. She has no home, no food, and no job. Living an eternity like that is nothing to look forward to.
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Barron Cross thought he’d found his mate in Caitlynn. She had come into his life when he was at a low point, and they seemed to click. But lately, he just wasn’t sure. Something about her was—off. Little things started to show up in her mannerisms and personality that was bringing out a true monster. She had to go.
Willow was raised by an Indian tribe in the mountains Barron called home. When Willow rescued Barron from a bear trap that would have maimed him for his entire immortal life, he realized this beautiful woman was his mate, and he couldn’t be happier.
Caitlynn just thought Barron was having a bad day. He couldn’t possibly mean all the nasty things he said to her. They were to be married, after all…
Jamie Kemp was good at her job. Working for the FBI in search and rescue as a dog trainer and handler was fulfilling work. Never laying down many roots, Jamie was ready to head out on assignment with her dogs at a moment’s notice.
Mark Cross and his family had lived in the Smoky Mountains for ten generations, and he loved the land, but of late, he was feeling rather lonely. Mark and his entire family were bears, black bears that blended into the wooded areas better than any wild ones in the park.
Jamie and her dogs were called in to find a missing woman. Instead, Jamie found herself in the crosshairs of a serial killer. Mark showed her pictures of the women this maniac had killed, and she could be their twin. And to complicate things more, Mark was her mate….
Sunny Meadows wasn’t a people person. She had anger management issues, and most of the time, she didn’t even like herself. Working as a government agent, Sunny found herself in the Smoky Mountains tracking down a serial killer. A run-in with a park guest landed Sunny in the hospital and off the killer’s trail.
Dexter Cross and his family were black bears and lived in the Smoky Mountains, where he worked as a ranger for the park where they lived. He was to deliver a gun and a badge to the injured agent. He’d been told she was caustic, but he wasn’t prepared for her being his mate too.
When the killer discovered that Sunny was injured. She was making a move to end Sunny’s life, and anyone else’s that got in her way. Will Dexter and his family be able to protect her?
Amelia wasn’t too happy with her mother, the grand witch when she told her she had a mate out there, and if she didn’t act fast, the man would die before she could claim him. Amelia was fine with her life just the way it was. Men tended to mess things up. Before she could argue her case, her mother tricked her into taking her powers, making Amilia the new grand witch.
Frazier Cross, along with younger brother Ewing, was giving a tour of one of the park’s caves when chaos erupted. The walls and ceiling were caving in on them. There was nothing he could do. They were all going to die….
Maddy was on the run. She was a single mother raising a set of beautiful triplets—very gifted triplets. Her brother wanted the kids for their talents and would kill her to get them.
Gibb Cross fell in love with the kids even before he met their mother. He wanted to love her, too, but Maddy was having none of it. It took a lot to make Gibb angry, but Maddy seemed to know which buttons to push….
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Caitlynn filed the paperwork in the file and put it behind her on the credenza with the rest of the work she’d been catching up on. Looking up, she was startled to see that Barron was sitting across from her. Smiling, she asked him if he’d gotten things squared away already. “I did. For the most part, anyway. I have an order in for goats and pigs to be delivered to the farm in a few days after we return.” She corrected him, saying if they returned.
“They’ll come by rail car and then be delivered to the farm in semi-trucks. I’m about as excited to have them as I am to have new stock coming in. This way, I can play around with the different kinds of goat milk that I’ll get from them.” She asked him if it was a huge difference, letting him ignore the fact that they had talked about returning or not. “I don’t know if it’ll be huge, but it will be different than just the Boer goats that I have now. And you don’t really care.”
“I do. I promise you. I was just thinking about the fact that you’re excited about goats like I am about advertising a new product. It suits you to be this happy. Everything about us being here seems to make you happy. Don’t you think?” He thanked her. “Did you have any luck finding yourself some sheep? I know that was on your list while we were here in town.”She and Barron had started talking to each other three weeks ago. A very long phone conversation that had them both knowing, just by that, that they were meant to be together. He told her how she was his partner, his friend, and she couldn’t have been happier if he’d asked her right then to marry him.
Caitlynn knew that if he ever did, she wouldn’t hesitate to say yes. He meant that much to her. She’d spoken to him on the phone when one of her ex-employees had come to talk to him. Really, he’d been manhandling him about letting her company buy his cheese and sausages company that he made to sell in their local shop. Since he’d made it very clear to Denver Longshot that he had no desire to sell his company, she’d never once asked him—for that matter, thought about asking him to allow her to buy him out.
Caitlynn could and would have if he wanted, but she thought that it wouldn’t be as good as the good hometown charm that he put into everything that he made. So long I could figure out how to put it in it without actually being there. Every time he spoke of the goats and his other animals, she could see how much passion he had for them. His love for them and the things that they gave him were something special. And his joy in making what he did with their product was something so refreshing that she couldn’t help but be excited when he was. Also? Well, she could wait for that passion to lessen, and then he’d be all hers. The milkers—his cows and lambs, he had named each and every one of them as soon as they were purchased or born on the mountain.
She really enjoyed his mannerisms of being a compassionate man and a good man to be around. “Several of the farmers said that sheep are just curly goats. I’m not sure that’s right, but I did find out that I’d be better off with llamas than sheep. They need a great deal of room to roam, and while I have that, he also said that they can be slightly aggressive toward other animals. The fencing needs to be better than I have already for the cows. Which is going to be work. I’m thinking keeping the bears out with them will be a big chore when they smell them.” He got him a cup of water from the water dispenser. Never bottled, she noticed. Maybe he didn’t care for the plastic taste. When he was finished with his drink, he tossed the paper cup into the recycling bin marked paper.
Saul Tate was just ready to get home and rest. This trip had zapped all his energy, and he just wanted to crawl into his bed and sleep for a year. He was a shifter and never got sick, but he hurt all over. Was this what it felt like to get the flu? If it was, it sucked.
Saul woke to the sweetest little girl, Lynn, sitting next to his bed in the hospital, staring at him. It didn’t take him long to realize that her mother, Chalina, was his mate. He had found his mate, and he now had a daughter. Saul couldn’t be happier.
That happiness, though, was short-lived. Lynn was doing a complete 180. The sweet little girl was gone, and in her place was a rude, selfish, and vengeful nine-year-old not only fighting with him but putting her mother through hell. Saul was at his wit’s end….
Caitlynne’s job was difficult. Doing what she did for the government not only put herself at risk, but any friends or family she had could become a target. When her sister was hurt, she blamed herself even though it had nothing to do with her directly. It didn’t matter. It was time for her to quit before someone she cared about ended up dead.
Joel Tate had been in the building to meet with Becca Jacobson when she was attacked. To save her, Joel had to change her into what he was, a wolf. More or less guarding her in the hospital, Joel met her sister, Caitlynne, when she was brought to the hospital to see her sister. As soon as Caitlynne was close enough to him to get her scent, he knew she was his mate.
Caitlynne’s disappearing act from her job started things rolling. Her boss wasn’t taking I quit as an answer. When they tried to kill her by setting her apartment on fire, Joel thought it was time to take the situation into his own hands….
Cody Martin was a good attorney. Never appreciated at her job, she still never wavered in her loyalty. And when she was suddenly fired for no reason, she found it would be the perfect opportunity to start a business with her brother Matt.
Layton Tate was also an attorney, but he and his brother Loren were bogged down with cases and needed to hire a new firm to help with their caseload. Cody would make a good candidate as her stellar reputation preceded her. He reached out to shake Cody’s hand. The blast sent them both reeling to opposite sides of the room and shocking the family. Layton and his wolf both knew what that meant.
Cody wasn’t stupid, she knew what Layton was to her too, but she had to make sure the ground rules were straight before she’d have anything to do with him. No one would be pushing her around, mate or no mate….
Shade Cornwall did her best to help her mother and siblings escape that maniac known as her father, but she’d never acknowledge that. Their run ended abruptly when he tossed a Molotov cocktail into their moving vehicle. Her mother was burning, and it was all she could do to help save her and her siblings from the burning vehicle. As it ended up, her mother’s prognosis for survival didn’t look too good. Cliff Tate had just returned from a long stint out of the country. It felt good to be home. He didn’t hesitate to take in the kids from the burning vehicle while the driver and their mother were rushed to the hospital. Shade had no trust in men. Her father had seen to that. Cliff seemed to be a good man, but she’d had enough of men to last her a lifetime….
Loren Tate sought solace in his greenhouse, pondering what to plant next. But he found more than inspiration there — he found his mate, Hanna, gravely injured and on the run. Aurora revealed that Hanna was not only Loren’s destined partner but the magical Queen of all Shifters. With Loren as her newfound King, Hanna had the power to defeat her murderous father, who hunted her. But first, Loren had to help Hanna recover, and together they had to embrace their supernatural birthright if there was any hope of stopping a vicious war for power. Now Loren and Hanna must stand united against the darkness — or risk losing their love and lives forever.
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Barton Strong thought seeing Tessa would be a good distraction. Boy, was he wrong. The woman was a slob, and all they did was fight. She had to go, and Barton was swearing off women. He was happier with his own company.
Toria Davies lost her husband to cancer after only sixteen months of marriage. Her son, Sherman, was all she had left of that relationship, and the young boy had been through a lot. Kidnapped at four, he had a fear of all men who weren’t immediate family.
The senior Barkley Strong wanted Toria to merge their finance companies. It could be a win-win situation for both. But when a disgruntled customer threatened her mother and upset her son, Barton stepped in and calmed the boy. Shermie went straight to him. She didn’t like Barton, but her son did. Now, what was she going to do?
Jade Anderson would miss the restaurant where she had worked her way through school. The closing was bittersweet, but she was happy that Ms. B was getting to retire. It wasn’t the money. She had more lucrative endeavors than waiting on the tables. It was the regulars that came in she’d miss the most. Especially the elderly Strong couple that used to come in all the time before they passed away.
Jenson Strong was told to invite the pretty waitress to a get-together for his deceased grandmother, but instead, he insulted her for being a waitress and said that she better dress appropriately for the event too.
When Jade tried to politely decline the invitation, Jenson wouldn’t take no for an answer and pushed her back down in her chair. Jade didn’t just punch him in the face but knocked him back on his ass. There was going to be hell to pay.
When Clay Strong was admitted into the hospital for emergency surgery, he first thought it was the worst thing to ever happen to him until he laid eyes on his OR nurse Lizzie. He could only see her eyes but knew he wanted to see more of her. She laughed and told him it was the medicine talking, but Clay knew better.
Clay had been working with Jade in a complex job for NASA for the past five years, developing intricate equipment for them, and a new position was opening. Clay was a shoo-in for the job, or so he was led to believe. But when the idiot told him his girlfriend’s “pedigree” didn’t meet their standards, Clay was livid, and so was Jade. Heads would roll for this….
Barkley Strong had had a rough day. He was starving, so he stopped at the mall for a quick lunch. Normally, he would stay out of other people’s business, but when he heard two women shouting at each other, he was worried for the two children in the strollers next to the fighting women. When the sound of a gunshot rang out, he knew he had to do something….
Carrie Boone hadn’t seen her sister Mattie in over fifteen years. She nor the rest of her family didn’t want anything to do with her. Mattie wasn’t a good person. But when Barkley Strong called her to tell her that her sister was dead, killed by her own mother-in-law, and her sister’s twin girls were in protective custody, Carrie wasn’t sure how she felt about that. She had already written Mattie out of her life. She didn’t want to care. But when she received a threatening phone call warning her to stay away from her sister’s babies, she knew something wasn’t right. She would get to the bottom of this….
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Fowler had no desire to take over as king of the dragons, at least not yet, anyway. His grandmother, the former queen, was pressuring him into taking a mate. He didn’t need a mate, and that was that.
Amy hated rich people with a passion. If she wasn’t forced into going into this lunch meeting with the Walshs, she wouldn’t. And she certainly wasn’t going to be forced into eating a hamburger she didn’t order by some handsome, arrogant prick. Enough was enough; she was out of there, and when he grabbed her arm, all bets were off…
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The Gathering Storm The Peace of Being Without War Evenness of mind, temper, and composure Created by imagination, invention, and design storm walked around the little store listening to the gossip about one of the biggest disasters ever recorded—at least how these people were now witnessing it. She shook her head in amazement. How could humans be so insensitive? Not to mention stupid. That was one of the million and one reasons that she didn’t hang out with humans, too. The rumor mill was running full blast, it seemed today.
“They say that thousands of those bastards are dead. Whole place just split the roads and ate’em right up. Can’t you just imagine what they were thinking when they were being swallowed up like that? I can’t, I tell you what.” “Heard tell that them their houses just toppled over like the kid’s blocks. Smashing people while they slept in their beds.” The man speaking shook his head. “Mercy sakes alive. It sure did a nasty bit of business over there on that street.” “God is taking some sort of vengeance on them their foreigners. Sure as I’m a ‘sitting here, it’s God doing them people in.” She actually had to physically close her own mouth when the person made that statement. “They should have stayed in their own place, not here where we people are.”
Wondering what they’d say about her and her sister if they knew what they really were made her smile. She wasn’t going to speculate on it too much, but they’d have plenty to say. There was no doubt about that. Storm and her twin sister, Ember, were time adjusters for the world. They moved throughout time and made slight adjustments in the fabric of reality when and where it was needed, smoothing out the lines so that it looked untouched, perfect. They’d been doing it longer than any of the beings in this room had been alive. And they would continue to do so long after they were nothing more than dust in their graves.
To do their jobs, they and a great many others, like the two of them, would travel back and forth, sliding into whatever persona was needed to blend into the world they were in. It took great strength and lots of practice to even attempt what they did for the world. Sometimes, they were the only ones standing between the extinction of mankind and the world being populated at any given time. Storm caught a reflection of her face as she walked around the little odds and ends store. Tall, at just over six-foot, Storm was well-proportioned and athletic. Of course, no one would see that under her long dress and equally long sleeves. Her long dark hair, when not pulled into a tight bun at the back of her head as it was now, hung nearly to her waist in springy corkscrew ringlets.
Her skin, like her sister’s, was alabaster and smooth as velvet. The only mark that marred their skin was the tattoo of their kind. It was a dragon that curled around their back, clawed hands seemingly holding onto their shoulders while the tail trailed down their ribs and wrapped around their legs. Storm’s on her left leg, Ember’s to her right. Their wings spread and covered their arms from their shoulders to their wrists. Smiling at the men when they tipped their hats at her, she put her purchases on the counter and waited her turn to be waited on.
At the moment, Storm was in the year nineteen hundred and twenty-three in the body of a school teacher about to start “schooling” the area children in their reading, writing, and arithmetic. It was the closest body that fit her size when she popped into the time zone. The teacher would have no memories of her being Storm for a bit. There would be a slight accident, a small tumble that would alter her memories. Not that she’d remember Storm and what she had done, but the teacher would recover easily and never be the wiser of what she’d done for her world.
This time, working in this area, it had been a small fix. A mountain had come down on a family that was digging for clay and killed the youngest child. Storm had been tasked to save the child. Her future and that of a great many generations beyond her hadn’t been born when she’d been killed. Saving the family, simply making them go to the mountainside later than they had planned, had done the trick. Storm loved it when it was something like this had been. There were times when whole realities had to be altered. Generations needed to be moved ahead to save someone. Sometimes, it was to save a being or one of the descendants of a human who was needed in the future. Other times, it was to erase a horrific time in the lives of humans—mostly, it was natural disasters where many deaths occurred.
Humans, for the most part, would change up their entire lives, nothing to do with the ones that had been killed because they were witnesses to something so horrific that they had seen. Other times, the consequences of the disasters were too large and affected too many things when they rippled down through the ages and had to be removed. Something as simple as a house being crushed with their things inside. It could have been the witnessing of a family pet being killed. Any and all things that would alter everything, and it was up to them to repair the damage that had been done.
As Time Displacement Officers, they were there to insure that the shifts were smooth, with no overlapping lines after the time frame was removed or fixed. Storm would watch and event, something that she’d fixed a thousand times to make sure that things were normal. However, gifted humans or small children saw the flaws. It was easily explained as déjà vu. Or a dream, too. Storm was also there to capture another of their kind and bring him to justice. It was he who had moved the family to the mountain for the one to be killed. And he would have profited off the disaster had she not been there when it unfolded.
His name was Grail. He didn’t like being in this room. It wasn’t like the room wasn’t nice. It was, but when your benefactor summoned you, you did what you were told. Bowing before her when she entered the room—just to piss her off—he stood up when she told him to. “Do stop. Why must you be so annoying? Someday, you’ll be king, and I do hope that someone does the same to you.” He had been altering reality to suit his own personal gain and to profit for a while now, but no one could catch him. She was determined to find and make him pay before he could cause any more trouble. Altering a timeline too often would lead to sloppy work and time twitches that people would notice.
And that was something that she was afraid of more than anything that she’d encountered in the human world. Profit and notoriety from their jobs, both of which were laws that carried the sentence of death if broken, was what he had been doing today. Storm shuddered at the thought of the death he would endure when they took him back to Chilast, their magical realm. Death would not come easily or quickly for one like Grail. He had to know that. So why was he doing this when he knew it was only a matter of time before he was caught? They didn’t have the people to chase after him and keep the world and its people safe. As it was now, they were stretched to the limit. Working from sun up to sun down and all the between time too.
It had been so long since she’d had a day off that she wanted to just lie down, pull some leaves over her, and go to sleep for about a thousand years. Storm’s twin sister, Ember, had gone to Tokyo to study and gather names of their kind for the continuation of their race. So far, all she’d been able to find was the list of dead. All of the dragons that had come after her and a few others that had been killed. That wasn’t doing any of them a bit of good, and they all knew it. They were aging out, the lot of them, and there wasn’t anything that they could do about it.
It didn’t bother their kind when they would wind time backward. It was the moving of time forward that would harm them. Time, it would add, even if it was only a click of a second to their age. And having to look at something over and over, forward and back, it might well add as many as ten minutes onto their long lives. After a while and all those adding up, a dragon would age quicker, worn down by time and effort.
The wedding had been the most beautiful one that he’d ever been to. Marica, the newest Archer in the family, had been a lovely bride. And the way that she looked at his brother Sherman when they were walking around the reception area made him think that there couldn’t have been a couple more in love than the two of them. It sort of made him jealous when he saw them.
However, Darrel didn’t want the same thing for himself. Jealously was one thing. Having a wife and family wasn’t for him. Not now, anyway.
Caitlyn Snow wanted justice, not handouts. Her brother was brutally murdered four years ago, and his body came up missing the same day. Everyone knew her cousin Susan did it, but without a body, they couldn’t make the charges stick…
Merce was a go-getter. She ran a contracting company with her father, and when she saw something that needed to be done, she did it. Archer’s company had a new product that needed to be produced, and Merce knew her company was in a perfect position to fulfill that order. She just didn’t understand why they weren’t on the list for consideration. She’d see about that.
Del was exhausted. The banging on his front door in the middle of the night was beyond infuriating. He didn’t bother getting dressed to answer it. If whoever was at the door didn’t like it, then so be it. That’s what they get for being so rude.
In all his naked glory, Del threw open the front door. Merce didn’t skip a beat in getting right to the point of her visit. The sparks fly as two stubborn souls clash for the first time….
When Heather Grey received the phone call from Merce Archer that her brother was dead, she wasn’t surprised, but when her sister-in-law, Judy Grey, claimed to be pregnant with her brother’s child, Heather knew better than that. There was no way in hell that child was his. Heather decided right then and there that she’d go to the small town and set things straight.
Peter Archer was acting as the Archer family’s attorney. He was looking into the possibility that an employee of theirs, Judy Grey, had embezzled money from one of the business owner’s personal accounts.
When Heather stormed into their lives, bringing her mentally challenged aunt with her, demanding Judy be investigated for her brother’s death, Peter was captivated with her. And when Heather said they came as a package deal, Peter didn’t hesitate because, from the moment he kissed her, his life had changed forever.
Elizabeth Monroe moved from Chicago to a small town in Ohio to live with her grandda, Bingo. He owned the construction company updating Peter’s house. Elizabeth was helping out until she could take her medical boards to transfer her license to Ohio.
Robert Archer was bored with being an attorney and wanted to try his hand at construction. He had an eye for detail and wanted to help his brother, Peter, out. Robert was focusing so hard on the tile job that when Elizabeth suddenly spoke out of seemingly nowhere, he was startled and fell, hitting his head hard on the tub.
Elizabeth went immediately into doctor mode to save Robert. With his head bandaged and his eyes covered, Robert only knew her by the sound of her voice and her surly attitude. Surly or not, Robert was intrigued and falling quickly for the new doctor.
Nothing was going right for Tally. Her brother was threatening to sell his kid off again if she didn’t pay up. She was afraid he’d do it this time, too, if she didn’t come up with the money. Now, the neighbors were fighting again. When the gun next door went off, Tally took a bullet. William Archer was already in a bad mood. The woman had taken a bullet for him, then slammed the door in his face. He would help her, and that would be the end of it. The entire family had been trying to marry him off, and the last thing he wanted was a wife. He made no bones about it, either. Tally didn’t like him much, either. And when he implied that the situation with her brother and her nephew was her fault and she should have done more, she knocked him on his butt. Realizing too late that he might have been a little harsh, William scrambled to rectify the situation, but Tally wasn’t having any of it
Sherman Archer was feeling good about his trip to DC. A vacant seat had opened up as a sitting judge, and he’d been recommended for the job. He wasn’t sure that he wanted it, but he was looking forward to seeing what they had to offer.
FBI Agent Marcia Hammond was in charge of the nine candidates for the four vacant positions for sitting judges. She made a point to meet each candidate personally before the testing began. Sherman was the last man to arrive, and his familiarity with the President and Vice President didn’t sit well with her. He was infuriatingly handsome and—nice. In her line of business, men weren’t nice unless they had an agenda.
Sherman just couldn’t figure Marcia out, but he was enjoying pissing her off more than he should….
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The wedding had been the most beautiful one that he’d ever been to. Marica, the newest Archer in the family, had been a lovely bride. And the way that she looked at his brother Sherman when they were walking around the reception area made him think that there couldn’t have been a couple more in love than the two of them. It sort of made him jealous when he saw them. However, Darrel didn’t want the same thing for himself. Jealously was one thing. Having a wife and family wasn’t for him. Not now, anyway. He had his life on hold for what he had wanted to be his entire life. To be a doctor. The best? No, just a good doctor for everyone who needed him.
Seeing the kids gathering around one of the play areas, he made his way there. Two days ago, his nephew Clay had taken a tumble down the front stairs to their home because of the ice, and he’d broken his arm. Going to check on him was simple for Darrel. He loved the little guy. “What’s happening here?” Clay held up his cast for him to see. “So everyone is signing off on it for you, huh? Good for you.” He sat down when he was handed a marker. “When I was about twelve, I fell out of a tree and broke my arm. To be honest with you, I was more afraid of getting an X-ray than I was about hurting myself. I’d see those cartoons where something like that machine would light up your entire body and make you look dead.”
“Grandma Katie said that was when you decided to be a doctor. On account of it not hurting you at all.” He smiled at the memory and nodded at Clay. “She told us that you were really brave when you fell out of the tree, too. I cried when I fell. It hurt so bad.” “Because you fell down about five stairs on your arm before coming to a stop. Even then, with the ice all over the sidewalk, you hurt your knees and your face too, little buddy.” He had taken a big tumble and it had scared him with the bruising on his little noddle. “Do you listen to your dad now when he says to you be careful of the ice?” “Yeah, I sure do.” After signing his name on the cast, he stood up to move around the large room. The reception was going to go on for another hour or so, and he was going to grab himself some food for his hotel room later. “Uncle Darrel, are you looking for yourself a pretty wife, too? I think all the women in our family is about the most beautiful in the world.
Except for my little sisters. They’re cute too.” “I don’t know about finding me a wife, Clay. I work a great deal.” And that was the very reason that he did work all the time. Avoiding finding himself a wife. “I’m hard to like anyway. A woman would be crazy to love someone like me. A doctor on call all the time and having such terrible hours.” “I don’t think she’ll care if you love her bunches.” Smiling at the little man, he made his way to the bar to get himself a glass of ice-cold water. It was the best thing to drink in the world, he thought. When his phone went off, he stepped around the corner.
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