A reluctant Alpha and his irresistible soul mate are the only hope to save Crazy Peak. But The Hunger may drive them to madness first.
Crazy Peak Pack was nearly decimated in Kallus’ attack. When Dax returns all eyes are on him to save what was left behind. The Hunger strikes rendering him unable to do anything but find his mate.
Katie is dragged from her comfortable life hiding in plain sight in Palm Beach to the mountains of Montana for her best friend’s wedding. She ends up with a lot more than an ugly bride’s maid’s dress and a bouquet. She finds her soul mate along with evil forces that have set out to destroy her.
Will Katie and Dax find each other in time to save everyone from The New Templars whose mission is to rid the world of all magic?
Hell hath no fury…. Like a Jimmy Choo wearing woman from Palm Beach being forced to wear hiking boots in the middle of the woods. Ha! Right from the very beginning, Katie is a pain in the rear and you just know she is going to be trouble. Women, even the strong ones, are all trouble, lol! But, with that being said, so are the boys….all trouble!
Fawn and Katie are both from Palm Beach and Fawn is going to marry the Alpha, Bo, of Big Timber. Katie is dragging her feet, complaining about everything saying nothing good will come of this. In the meantime, the packs in the area are all hurting from Kallus’ attack. Dax has reluctantly assumed the position as Alpha of Crazy Peak. His pack has suffered greatly and he goes to Big Timber asking for help. Unfortunately, Big Timber doesn’t want to help as they are dealing with their own issues as well, but none of the packs are communicating. Dax is going crazy with The Hunger. Katie all of a sudden gets incredibly sick. And then things get really crazy. Pack members are coming up missing or dead. Other packs do come to help. We are then introduced to a cult like group obsessed with exterminating abominations. The girls come up missing. The guys are going crazy. And then, and then, and then……
Dax’s and Katie’s story will rival many. These two are at a point that they can’t live without each other. True mates. The story is action packed. Full of drama, suspense, and beautiful magic. Once you start the story, you will have a hard time putting it down. I started laughing from the start thinking about how much alike Katie and I are. And watching how these girls keep all the guys on their toes is amazing. It was an incredible story of love while overcoming discriminations and injustices. A beautiful HEA seeing the mates come together as well as the packs. Loving this addition to A Wolf’s Hunger.
I should have said no.
When they asked me to take over this assignment and protect her with my life.
When at the sight of her, my heart beat like a war drum inside my chest.
When those light green eyes met mine and the world stopped.
I should’ve—but didn’t. And now it’s too late because I’ve broken the rules and tasted the forbidden fruit.
I’ll never let her go.
I received this book from the author for an honest review.
Guuurl do I love your books. They are so naughty and steamy they melt my kindle. I have missed reading your stuff because life so when I got this I was thrilled!!
This story is a sexy as hell cop and of course a virgin. Now don’t go all hating on that story because its awesomely good!! Yes its cliché but it still rocked out with giant cop c*ck! OOOF I made this filthy already.
The story has suspense and twists like we expect from Elena. It also has her big bad alpha hero, Elijah, looking to do everything to save Ava.
Seriously a great book to read!!!
Elena M. Reyes is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would.
As a small child, she was always intrigued by all forms of art: whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure, but it wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world.
She’s a short and sassy Latina with an adorable pup, a kiddo that keeps her on her toes, and a husband who claims she’ll cause him to go bald prematurely. Lol
From the author of the St. Fleur series comes a fun tale of finding love in the emergency room.
Nurse. Mom. Daughter. Natalia Kruze wore many hats, but mom was the role she was most proud of. As a single mom, she couldn’t be everywhere at once, but she had been blessed with a patient son and helpful parents. Dating wasn’t high on the priority list, so it was safe to say it had been years since she’d experienced any kind of electrifying spark from a man.
With her defenses low after missing another soccer game, a patient catches her eye. Sexy and decidedly stubborn, Wes Wilkins succeeds in leaving his ER visit with her number.
Had they finally found the love they deserved, or will they put their dreams second to their kids’ needs?
“Jeremy!” I yell and stare at the pile of clothes next to the hamper.
My eyes narrow on my son’s beautiful face, and I remind myself how much I adore him. “Excuse me?”
I nod. “Were you working on your basketball skills and failed?”
Jeremy looks from me to the pile I’m still pointing at. “Oh.”
I exhale with exasperation. “Look, honey, we need to work like a team. Please clean up. I need to get you to school so I can start my shift. Don’t forget I won’t make it to today’s game. I’ll be home right after, so grab a ride with Mrs. Sanders if Grandma and Pops aren’t there.”
After kissing his temple, seeing as I can no longer reach the top of his head, I rush to plate the breakfast I threw together for us. This is my life. It may not have turned out like I dreamed, but I wouldn’t trade Jeremy in for the world.
I was a young mother at twenty-one—not quite a teen pregnancy but still hard. Jeremy’s father decided rather quickly fatherhood wasn’t for him and left us the moment two lines appeared. Thankfully, my parents stepped in and helped us. I managed to finish my Bachelor of Science in nursing with their assistance. I can’t count the number of times I showed up to class with spit-up on me. I’m sure if they swabbed my clothes in one of my labs, they would have found all sorts of new-mother fun.
After fourteen years of doing the parenting gig on my own, I can safely say it’s still a challenge. Dating is rare, and my parents are still around to help. I don’t ask for a lot of help now that Jeremy is older, but they still have us visit often.
Jeremy runs into the kitchen, backpack in hand, and picks up the fork on his plate. In a matter of moments, the plate is devoid of the eggs and toast I put on it. My kid looks up at me and to the stove, looking for the pan I already put in the dishwasher. “No more?”
“Grab a banana. We gotta go,” I tell him and toss my wallet into a small bag.
He grunts and carries his plate straight to the dishwasher without rinsing it. I sigh but don’t say a word. Over the years I’ve become better at picking my battles, and this isn’t one.
When we get to his school, we exchange “I love yous,” and I pat his thigh good-bye. When he leans over and hugs me, I smile. Squeezing him, I enjoy the rare treat of a teenage hug at school.
My next stop, after watching him walk up the steps, is coffee. Thursday mornings are my designated java pick-up days. I rattle off four different orders and drive the last few blocks to work once I have them.
“Thank God!” Jenna cries and plucks her order from the carrier.
“One of those mornings?” I ask and set the rest on a table.
“One word. Puberty.” Jenna drinks a healthy gulp of joe.
I nod and lock up my things. “Gotcha. I’ll be missing yet another of Jeremy’s games if it makes you feel any better.” Jenna shoots me a meaningful look. She may not be a single mom like I am, but she misses her own share of activities. “Well, here’s hoping today is an easy one.”
Later that evening, I look at the clock and sigh. Jeremy’s game is halfway through by now, which means my guilt is high and I’m almost through with my twelve-hour shift. I hate missing so many of his games. These are moments I know I can’t get back. It hurts the worst when I see understanding in Jeremy’s eyes versus anger or frustration.
He’s a great kid. He does well in school, gives me very little attitude, and is talented in sports. I’m hoping if he keeps it up, he can earn a scholarship for college, but we have a few years left to really worry about that.
“Hey, stop that!” Jenna scolds.
“Stop what?” I ask and set down the marker I was using.
Jenna waves her hand around my face. “That. Honey, I know you hate missing his games, but he understands, so quit beating yourself up about it.”
“That’s the problem, Jenna.” I sigh. “He’s only a boy. He shouldn’t have to be this understanding about all the games I miss.”
“No, he shouldn’t, but life isn’t fair. You’ve got a great kid, girl. No matter what you think, you’re doing really well by him.”
“Natalia?” Kara, another nurse on shift, calls out.
“You’ve got a live one in room one.”
I nod and squeeze past Jenna who pats me on my back. “On my way.”
Pulling up the patient’s admittance tab on the computer, I read the notes and frown. Forty-year-old male with testicular pain. Walking down the hall toward the triage room, I sift through my knowledge of all the possible things responsible for testicular pain.
Once I learned I was having a boy, I put in extra focus into male anatomy and physiology. I was determined to keep my boy safe and healthy to my best ability. This thankfully helped me tackle those not-so-fun talks about puberty.
Any other words centered around good bedside manners blank in my brain the moment our eyes meet. Crap.
His crew-cut hairstyle highlights his strong jaw. A light smattering of hair grows along it, and my hand itches with the need to see if it will feel soft or rough along my palm. His jaw twitches, and I find a sheen of sweat on his brow. The pain reflecting in his hazel eyes pulls me back from my fog.
I clear my throat and hope I’m not blushing. “What brings you in this evening, Mr.—”
“Wilkins. Call me Wes. I don’t suppose there’s a male nurse on staff?”
My brows knit at his tone. “Sorry, there’s not,” I say. “What’s bothering you that a female nurse can’t help you with?”
“No, it’s not—” He attempts to sit up, and he grunts in pain.
I move to his side. “Lie back down,” I tell him gently.
“S-sorry. Don’t mean to be an ass.”
Concern fills me at his words and the way his eyelids lower in pain. “Talk to me. There’s no reason for you to suffer any pain. I assure you I can help even if I don’t have the same parts as you.”
“Definitely don’t have the same parts,” he mumbles. He draws in a deep breath and clears his throat. “My testicles hurt, and they’re swollen.”
“Okay, did you sustain an injury to them?” I ask reassuringly.
He looks away, and his words are too soft to hear.
I place my hand on his shoulder, and a weird sensation travels up my arm at the contact. He turns toward me, and I see he felt whatever just happened. “I can’t help you if you don’t talk to me,” I say, ignoring the strange event and removing my hand.
“I had a vasectomy yesterday.”
“Okay.” I think of common complications that could occur with the procedure. “Swelling and discomfort are common in the first forty-eight hours—”
His lips pull into a hard line. “It looks like I have three testicles.”
My eyebrow raises. “Three?”
“Okay. We’ll look at it in a second. What have you done in the last twelve hours?”
His eyes dart away again, and I realize whatever he’s been doing was not what his doctor ordered. “Come on, fess up. If your testicles are this swollen, you weren’t lying down and resting like I’m sure your doctor ordered,” I say in my mom voice.
“I was at my kids’ baseball game…”
The way he says it leaves me thinking there is more. “Mhmm… sitting on the stands?”
He shakes his head. “No, coaching.”
“I see. Did anything happen, since I expect you weren’t sitting in a chair relaxing while you coached?”
“One of the boys fell. I, um, helped him up, and that’s when I stumbled in pain.”
“I don’t suppose you coach toddlers?” I ask, knowing he’s going to say no.
“Definitely surpasses the ten-pound weight restriction.”
His eyebrows snap together. “Look, I wasn’t going to miss the game!”
I raise my hands in the air. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any offense. If it makes you feel any better, I’ve been here all day, and I missed my son’s baseball game tonight. One of many.” I whisper the latter and turn away. “I’ll go see if the doctor is available to perform your exam.”
“Wait!” he calls out when I reach the door.
I stop but don’t face him. I can’t. If I do, he’ll see the tears forming. I’m never this short with my patients. I chalk it up to my emotions after missing out on another event in Jeremy’s life.
After a moment, he apologizes and I walk out. This handsome stranger has pressed more conflicting buttons than I care to admit. Ignoring the fact that a man hasn’t managed to fluster both me and my lady bits in… well, ever, he’s a patient and therefore off limits.
I received this book from the author for an honest opinion/Review.
After falling crazy in love with Jason and enjoying Joshua, when AJ offered me book 3 I was alllll on board!!!
I gotta say the way the characters are meeting in this series is KILLING ME!! Wes has some issues with his “business”” and nurse Natalie is there to assist the doctor. *Snickers* The chemistry between the two characters is tangible and makes you want to see how or when they meet up again.
I will admit I WONDERED if Wes going to be who I thought he was and loved the story line. The two are very interested in each other but must worry about how their kids will take seeing their parent date. Natalie’s son has never seen his mom really dating. Reece’s dad just got divorced so dating could be odd.
I loved how the boys were always to #1 in both parents’ minds. They worried and wondered if dating would be a good idea or cause issues with the kids all the while dying to be with the other one.
The epilogue is perfect and made me super happy for where these characters have been, and we can see their future.
AJ Renee is the author behind the St. Fleur series, Beauty Unmasked, Winter’s Surprise, Surviving Paris, and Finding Love at the Falls…. She’s a military wife and mother to three young girls. She graduated from the University of Central Florida with her Masters of Science in Criminal Justice and a Bachelors of Science in Psychology while working at the library.
She loves to write steamy romance with suspense and a happily ever after. When she isn’t writing or interacting with her readers, you can find her spending time with her family or reading. AJ enjoys traveling, researching family history, and all things New Orleans.
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WHOOOOO!!!! What a great friend to lovers 2nd chance story!! This book will go down as one of my favorites by this author.
Hailey and Max are best friends. As they grow up, they see the other as MORE but both fear losing their best friend, so they never get the courage up to SEE if there is more. As they grow up and grow a bit apart, they both travel down separate paths until Max gets Hailey’s wedding invite.
Max, of course, doesn’t make great decisions while at her wedding and fast forward to a tragedy happening in her life a few year later. Max realized he needs to help Hailey through it all. He needs to be her best friend even if nothing more can happen.
When Hailey starts to lean on Max, she wonders if she will ever love again. As Max becomes her everything, she worries he doesn’t feel the same way. Thank GOD for Micah, Max’s younger brother, who provides a lot of comedy plus guiding the two stubborn people together.
I loved so many parts in the story and how Max was respecting Hailey but when he said some of the sweet lines …….my heart melted. These two are a great couple. They have so much history and the fact the yare able to get over everything and start a life together was perfect reading for any romance lover.
But I am DYING for Micah’s book because that player needs a good woman to bring him down to his knees!!
Getting lucky’ is a phrase I could barely say without blushing…
Yep! I’m that girl. The one my friends call goody two shoes…
But…good girls don’t finish first. THEY—GET—DUMPED. Even after investing—no, wasting—six years of their life on the guy who was supposed to be the one.
So…I traded in my halo for a pair of horns!
Hello, world…Clover Kelly is single and ready to mingle!
Then it happened, I suddenly found myself starring in the dating game to beat all dating games.
While pouring out my heart to my best friend, my new quest for lust is accidentally broadcast live…ON THE RADIO! Yay, me!
Did I mention my best friend is an uber famous radio personality…and a guy? A really hot guy? Yeah, his face isn’t plastered all over town simply for his name…
When the requests to win my heart came pouring in and became date after horribly bad date – I couldn’t help but wonder…
Could he? Could we? I mean I’m already breaking all the rules.
What’s a girl gotta do to get lucky?
How far is to far to go with your best friend? When Clover had her entire life planned out down to the wire every detail well the night she thinks she getting engaged to her boyfriend of 6 years well lets just say her life got flipped upside down and her perfect life plan got thrown out the window. Austin her best friend since they were kids swoops in and saves the day with letting her crash at his place and calling his driver to go pick up the rest of her stuff from her ex so she never has to see him again. When Clover take Austin lunch at work she ends up sitting on the on air button at his radio show and ends up letting all of New York City know she’s single ready to mingle and is looking for that perfect man and that perfect O. With the help of her best gal pals and Austin will Clover be able to find the one, or has he always been right in front of her. This book is down right hilarious I’ve never laughed so hard in my life. If the conversations don’t have your rolling on the floor Kramer definitely will. You are not going to want to miss this one at all.
Review by Twinsie Dee
Cary Hart hails from the Midwest. A sassy, coffee drinking, sometimes sailor swearing, Spotify addict, lover of all things books!
When not pushing women down the stairs in the fictional world, Cary has her hands full. Soccer mom in all sense of the word to two wild and crazy, spoiled kiddos, and wife to the most supportive husband. In addition to writing full time, she enjoys binge watching Netflix, laying around in her hammock and baking up cookies for her family and friends.
Cary writes real, raw romance! In her stories the characters deal with life’s everyday struggles and unwanted drama, they talk about the ugly and they become the broken. Everyone deserves a happy ending, but sometimes before you can appreciate the light, there has to be darkness.
Growing up, if someone would have told her she would become a writer, she wouldn’t have believed them. It wasn’t until she got her hands on her first romance novel, that the passion grew. Now she couldn’t imagine her life any other way – she’s living her dream.
The mad priest gave me everything.
Twenty-one years in prison allows a man time to process.
I’ll take my vengeance in money, in power, and most importantly, on her body.
Mercedes Mondego sold me into hell, leading me to the altar like a sheep to a cliff’s edge.
Every thread I place on the board will wrench together and lead me back to her. Oh, but I’m done with love, and there is nothing left in me except an animal.
The mad priest gave me everything to exact my revenge.
Monica Corwin is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author. She is an outspoken writer attempting to make romance accessible to everyone, no matter their preferences. As a Northern Ohioian, Monica enjoys snow drifts, three seasons of weather, and a dislike of Michigan football. Monica owns more books about King Arthur than should be strictly necessary. Also typewriters…lots and lots of typewriters.
For some, suffering less is as close to being happy as they’ll ever get.
Alessa Dean is a girl who’s used to suffering.
She was someone’s daughter, sister, niece. She was whole… once.
Now, she’s got nothing left to lose and a choice to make that could change her life forever.
A choice given to her by three men who belong to the Wayward Kraken motorcycle club. Three men who give her a way out and a chance to start over.
Will she take that chance and possibly find the ability to not only love someone else once again, but to love herself?
And maybe, just maybe, suffer less…if only a little.
*This is a Dark Contemporary REVERSE HAREM Romance with moments that will make cringe, laugh, and sometimes cry.*
TRIGGER WARNING: This books contains themes some may find sensitive including: overdose, violence, and attempt of rape.
I received this book from the author for an honest review.
Alessa…man her life is not awesome. Its full of everything bad and painful and you just feel for her and her struggles. When she can leave town with the Wayward Kraken MC she jumps. She doesn’t know what will happen, but she knows she will be living a new life from what she had in the town.
This story is not for the weak at heart. Its dark and deals with subject matter that not everyone wants to read. K.B. doesn’t shy away from the difficulty’s life can hand someone. She tackles subject matter like drug addiction, feeling not whole and wanting more than they have. The MC Brothers show Alessa that she too can be whole even with missing parts of herself. They give her love and most of all a family.
The story is not for the faint of heart but it is a great story to make your eyes leak and you cheering for the whole “love to conquer all” philosophy.