Cover & Excerpt Reveal
Rocky Mountain Shifters Book Three
Wolf & Witch Book One
Never mind about keeping enemies near when the person Sherry least suspects wants her dead.
Sherry Delacroix is a third level spellcaster manning a post along the secret doorway into the energy realm known as the ley lines. Quinn Rothschild, a rare wolf shifter, a purebred Midnight Lycan is plagued by nightmares of a woman calling for his help. For two years, they've work together at the Downtown Den, enjoying but not pushing a flirtatious attraction. Since time began, Sherry and Quinn unknowingly are fated as mates in a mystical union. Their instinct to bond becomes unbearable as strange and garish events begin to take place all over Denver and Quinn's protective nature over Sherry explodes.
A rip in the energy shield along the ley line grid have Dark Fae crossing realms, hungry to harness enough power to bring down the worldwide shield. It's up to Sherry to repair the break before the Fae find her. And it's up to Quinn to keep her safe.
When Sherry's friend is kidnapped, she comes out of hiding to face the enemy. Only the person lurking in the shadows isn't who she expected to find as the face of evil.
Genre: Erotic Paranormal RomancePurchase link: Amazon
Content/Theme(s): Shifters, Witches, Time Travel, Fae, Werewolves, Gothic
Release Date: November 9, 2013
Publisher: Sweet & Spicy Tales
Excerpt & More
This time he had his wits fully about him. Going into the club, Quinn zoned in on the man seated at the corner with his back to the door. He wasn’t a fool. A mirror on the other side of the bar gave Carrigan a full view of the room. Quinn shook hands with some of the club members on his way to the bar.
Carrigan turned to face him as Quinn looked in his direction.
“Well, well. Quinn, looks like you could be running for office. Busy as ever.”
“Mick, it’s been a while.” Neither of them stuck their hands out. There was no need for pretense. This would be short and to the point. “What do you want?”
“Things are looking up. Just came around to see some old friends. No harm in that… is there?”
The bartender approached but Quinn shook his head. He wasn’t going to take the bait. “So this is merely a social visit? Wonderful. The jazz trio playing tonight is superb. I’ve work to attend to. Enjoy.”
“Hey, wait a minute. Sit down and have a drink. I have a business proposition. A lucrative one.”
“We’re not looking to expand right now. You can understand, with the economy.”
Carrigan reached into the breast pocket of his jacket and extracted an envelope. “A down payment. The property you’re holding. You know which one. My family wants it back. We’ll pay three million.”
“It’s not for sale.”
“You’re joking. Everything has a price.”
“No, don’t believe so.”
“What’s it to you? A warehouse. This offer is generous.” He stabbed his finger into Quinn’s chest. “You don’t need the land.”
“That’s not your call, is it?”
“We’ll double it.” Carrigan leered. “We’re flush now. Have as much money as you and your partner. Only an idiot would say no to my offer.”
“Then call me stupid.” Quinn got to his feet. “I’m busy. As you said.”
Carrigan’s eyes narrowed. His mouth pinched and he stared back at Quinn, a muscle flexing at the corner of his jaw. He picked up the envelope and stuck it back into his pocket.
Smirking, he lifted his glass and took a gulp. “Met with the sweetest thing before you showed up. Sherry Delacroix. What a minx. She ever on the menu here?”
Quinn gazed across at the tosser, forcing down his hunger to shift into Lycan form, and rip out Carrigan’s throat. He wasn’t asinine. Carrigan traveled with his brothers and cousins. Goons, who were than likely outside hiding. The man, fuck his whole family, was connected to the Chief of Police and Mayor’s office. They’d come here and shut the Den down.
Still, he wondered where in the world he could hide a body. No. He reeled in his thoughts. This wasn’t the time to react or give Carrigan any ammo.
Carrigan was part human and part shifter, but human enough to warrant protection and rights. Unlike Quinn. If he touched the arsehole, he’d be locked away pending destruction. Shifters weren’t charged with murder. They were exterminated as unstable.
He should have taken care of Carrigan when he’d had the chance. Now, like a disease, he was back. Men like him returned again and again. He’d burn the warehouse down to the ground before he sold it to this bum. Shawn would agree.
“She’s merely staff. Nothing more.”
Carrigan chortled. “Good. I’d hate sloppy seconds. If she’s not one of your left-over tramps, I might have to look her up. Away from here. Find out where she lives and visit her, nice and cozy.”
Quinn went from zero to sixty. Stealthily and without a ripple in his voice, his tone smooth as silk. “Let me spell this out for you since you’re too stupid for multisyllabic words. I’ll split you in two if you come back here. See what happens if you so much as think to come here again. And you ever visit her, I’ll find your family, your pets, your friends, their friends, and it won’t be pretty. If you come near one of my staff. Anyone employed here, I’ll feed you to the fish.”
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