A wet washcloth was handed to Alistair and he slapped it none too gently on the back of her neck. She tried to lift her head and he pushed her back down and glared at his brother. He had to take his anger out on someone, and he was the perfect target for it. “You had to scare her off on the first day, didn’t you? You just couldn’t stand the fact that you didn’t know that Colette wouldn’t work for you and that I’d found you suitable help in the meantime.” His brother started to speak, but Bronwyn lifted her head again and he shoved her back down. “You should be horsewhipped.”
The shrill whistle made him leap from Bronwyn. He’d heard men whistle like that, but never a woman. He smiled at her when she stood. Damn, but this girl had spirit.
“You will not shove me around like an old, unwanted piece of furniture.”
Ryland told her to sit down and shut up and she stepped close enough to him to touch.
“And I am not a dog to be ordered about like one either.” She stomped to the elevator again.
Bronwyn didn’t need this crap and she certainly didn’t need it from a bunch of rich pricks that seemed to be out to make her life worst than it already was. She stepped off the elevator and headed for the door. No way was she working for these idiots.
Ryland tried his best to tell the woman what she was going to do but she thwarted him at every turn. When he found her living in one of his abandoned warehouse set for demolition he nearly went through the roof. Until he saw her in action, using powers that he’d never seen before. Then nothing could keep him from her.
She was his mate, someone he was sworn to protect. But it didn’t work out that way. She was the protector and he was man enough to realize it, and none too soon because the men after her were playing for keeps and Ryland was afraid his streak, his family of weretigers were going to need all the help they could get from her.
“What the fuck do you mean wait? I can feel your terror now. Something has happened and either you tell me now, or I’m coming down there now.” Alistair was being held close to the man behind him and begged Ryland to stay away.
“You’ll only get yourself killed, and your wife will kill me if you do.” He took a deep breath as they moved in the hall and Alistair got his first look around. “I’m being held with a gun to my head to be, as he put it, a shield. Call for help but stay away, please. I can see seven bodies right in front of me, and I don’t want to see you among them. Please, Ryland, listen to me for once.”
Then a lovely woman steps in front of Alistair and his would-be killer. She was going to get him killed he just knew it. But when she kills his would-be assassin and gets shot in the process he can only think of one thing. She’s his mate.
Ally is on the run and has no idea why she’d stepped in to save the arrogant lawyer. She detests them as a general rule, and since her ex-husband is one…well, Ally doesn’t want anything to do with the handsome man.
Lance Isaac wants his wife back—he needs her back—to die for him. But when Alistair steps in and takes her away Lance decides to kill them both.
The Golden men stick together. Especially when it comes to saving the women of their streak. Alistair knows his brothers will help him keep his mate safe but will she let them? It certainly doesn’t seem that way. But when Lance shows up telling him that Allyson is his, Alistair decides to show him that messing with his family is as good as stepping in front of a moving train. It just isn’t a smart move—but then again Lance isn’t all that smart.
“How do I kiss you? How do I get to see if your skin is as soft as it looks and as tasty as I think it is?” Her breath hitched a little as he lowered his head to her shoulder and inhaled deeply. “You smell so good to me. Like warm sunny days and sex.”
“You can’t do this. I’m a monster and I don’t want you.” He leaned in more and took a chance on running his tongue along her pounding pulse. She moaned as he pressed his mouth over it and nipped. “Please don’t do this. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
Rayne Morrow trusts no one, she’s been burnt too many times. All she wants is to lay low and keep her little flower shop open. But too many people owe her big money and refuse to pay up. If she can’t collect soon she’ll have to close. Golden Towers needs to decorate their building, but Rayne misses her appointment and is immediately suspicious when the Goldens wish to work with her anyway. Especially since she knocked their enforcer, Brock, on his ass just for touching her.
Neal Golden is growing restless with his job as the corporate accountant and is not too happy with Ryland when he wants Neal to look over the flower shop’s books. He is sent to The Pretty Flower to speak with Rayne with a warning from Ryland not to touch her without her permission. The instant Neal meets the sassy vixen, he knows her for who she is—his mate. Rayne is not happy, she doesn’t need or want a man telling her what to do, even a sexy Weretiger. Neal has to go.
Neal wants his mate and has no qualms about seducing the feisty woman into seeing everything his way. He just has to figure out how to get around her supernatural barrier to touch the woman to earn her trust and eventually her love.
Rayne and Bronwyn Golden are alike in many ways: beautiful, powerful, and lethal. Both are hunted by a secret organization for what they can do. These men will stop at nothing to hunt them down and bring them in—kill if necessary.
The Goldens must band together with a natural enemy, a vampire, to get their women back. Weretiger’s blood is very seductive to a vampire. Can they work together for a mutual cause? Will they be in time to stop the madmen? Find out in the third installment of the Golden Streak Series—Neal.
Emma Cole has had a rough life. She’s a deaf-mute on the run from her family. Rayne Golden’s flower shop is as good a place as any to blend into the background and remain anonymous. In her silent world, she has no friends and wants to keep it that way. She especially doesn’t want the attention of the huge handsome man claiming to be her mate.
Brock Golden is a Weretiger and the streak’s enforcer. From the moment he sees the beautiful, petite, Em Cole, he’s pretty sure he’s found his mate. He just has to touch her to be sure. When he does his tiger isn’t the only one to respond. His beast does as well. Brock isn’t like his brothers—he harbors a dark beast. A beast he can’t control. A beast even Ryland has trouble reigning in.
Brock will do anything to protect his golden beauty—even taking on a nest of vampires. This group is on a killing rampage, and even their friend Peter isn’t sure if the streak is strong enough to stop them. Will the force of the streak be enough to protect Em? Can Brock reign in his beast and not harm the ones he loves?
Find out in the fourth installment of the Golden Streak Series—Brock
Lenore MacFinley, Lenny to her friends, is a homicide detective, and a damn good one. But when she finds herself next on the hit list, things turn deadly. Broke and critically injured, Lenny wants nothing to do with the handsome, bossy Were Tiger.
Jules Golden finds himself tricked into meeting his new mate. He has made a name for himself as a potter and an artist and is happy with his life the way it is. A new mate isn’t part of his carefully laid plans.
“You’re my mate. Do you know what that means?” She nodded, then shook her head. “You either do or you don’t, Lenore. Which is it? Your understanding of our relationship is going to be much easier to explain if you have at least a little knowledge of what’s going on.”
“Oh, I understand what it means. I just don’t care. I’m not going to be your mate and you aren’t going to get the opportunity to try and convince me otherwise.”
Fate isn’t through with Lenny. The first attempt to take her life has failed, but the nemesis isn’t giving up and is determined that Lenny won’t make it to her 25th birthday. Lenny’s days are numbered and even those that can see the future admit to two possible outcomes, and Jule’s fate is tied to hers.
Things heat up and the Golden’s Streak must band together again to protect their own, but when Jules inadvertently gets in the way will they be too late? Find out in the next installment of the Golden Streak Series? Jules.
Living a life of exile made for a lonely existence. Banished from her realm for a crime she didn’t commit, that’s the life that the king had condemned Harley Pennington to. Sentenced to a life of solitude away from the people she served, the people she loved. With her departure she was given a warning, that if she fell in love and took a mate that she would be brought back and immediately put to death and her new mate along with her.
The Limo that Keith Golden was riding in was in a horrific accident rolling down an embankment. He was trapped and felt his life slipping away until a vision of an angel clouded his view.
Harley saw the whole thing and the instant she found the were tiger trapped in the huge vehicle she knew he was her mate. Her instincts told her to run, taking a mate was a death sentence for them both…but she couldn’t let him die…
Now that Keith had found his mate he wasn’t about to let her go… Was it their destiny or a fool’s journey? Would love be enough to thwart a king’s rule and make her stay? Would a difference of opinion drive a wedge in the Golden family tearing them apart from each other forever? Find out in the final installment of the Golden Streak Series…Keith
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