Tuesday’s Treat: Arctic Bound 1st 5 Chapters Free plus a look at Dire Cravings

Tuesday’s Treat: Arctic Bound 1st 5 Chapters Free plus a look at Dire Cravings

1st 5 Chapters Free

There are secrets in even the smallest of towns…

 Nerina Simpson fled the streets of New York City, hoping to find solace outside the small town of Talkeetna, Alaska. Physically scarred from a fire that claimed both her parents, Nerina keeps to herself while she tries to put the darkness of her life behind her.
When a winter storm forces her into town, she collides with Victor Canidae. An arrogant man who makes it no secret that he and everyone else in the town want her to leave.

Headstrong, and refusing to back down, Nerina finds herself in trouble when her two, four-legged companions get lost in a storm, landing her in the path of an angry bear hell-bent on taking her life. Until a mysterious white wolf comes to her rescue. When she wakes up in a warm cave, the last person she expected to see is Victor.
Stuck in a cave until the storm passes the two decide there is only one way to pass the time, and quickly when you’re getting physical.

***Multicultural Paranormal Romance +18 Light BDSM***

Perma Free

The Reaping was supposed to be three trials. 

Three trials, Victor Canidae had to complete and in doing so-he’d successfully earn Nerina Simpson as his mate.
Three Trials. For him only.
But the Goddess Selene has plans of her own. Plans that are far-reaching and affect not only Pack Canidae but Clan Denali. A concern that has all of the Northern territory pulling out their claws.
The council all agree Nerina is not the answer, in turn, bringing back insecurities and concerns, Victor thought long buried. But with this new twist in the mix, there’s only three things either of them can do.
Face their fears.
Face each other.
And above all, do not fail.

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Two people from two worlds collide in a test of wills.

Olivia Esmerelda Vasques has always been in control—in the boardroom, in the bedroom, and in her life. But when her partner/ex-husband insists she needs a vacation, Olivia is reluctant to give in until the board of directors issues an ultimatum: take a vacation or don’t bother coming back.

So hiking Mt. McKinley it is. Not her idea of fun, especially after she stumbles into something she can’t quite explain and doesn’t really understand. All she knows is that the sexy warrior she meets has promised to keep her safe. The problem is, she doesn’t know if she can survive him.

Bödvar (Blue) Varangian never expected to have his ass handed to him by the saucy firecracker that barrels into him in the woods. Scared out of her mind, and just a bit moody, she’s now his responsibility. However, she doesn’t take kindly to him telling her what to do, even though she’s been thrust into a world of shifters and vampires and is obviously in way over her head. He knows her type, yet he can’t help wanting to tame her. But his cravings run dark; something he suspects will have her running faster and farther than the threat she currently faces.

Can two people from two different worlds find a way to navigate their journey of friendship, love, and their darkest desires?

**PNR, SHIFTERS, HUNTERS, Light BDSM, +18 and over Multicultural/Interracial Romance**

Release of Dire Cravings

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Teaser (Unedited version)

Opening of Dire Cravings (Could change, but probably not) LOL

I did not see a monster drain a man dry of blood. Not possible. It wasn’t real.

Three days.

That’s how long she’d been running nonstop.

Oliva’s legs could not carry her fast enough. She ran, suspecting the creatures who attacked her camp were not far behind. The altitude alone slowed her down. She wasn’t used to being elevated in the mountains. Every sound made her skin crawl and her heart race. There were moments where things were too silent. Like the forest slept while she ran. The erratic beat of her pulse served as a reminder she lived.  With every breath she took, her chest burned. The weather grew colder, wetter. The damp air hindered her movements and made her clothes stick to her skin. The combination of cold sweat against her overheated body exhausted her limbs. Having dry mouth and a swollen tongue only served as an annoyance of things she took for granted. Like water. Food. She was parched while at the same time her clothes were soaked through to the skin. Her only hope, to reach safety and soon. But what was considered safe? What constituted her life no longer in danger?  Dying in the forest, on a forced vacation posed a serious problem for Oliva.

What the hell were those things back there? They couldn’t be what she thought them to be. Vampires didn’t exist. They had to be crazy drugged up men. Yeah. That was it. Psychos. Because anything else would make her certifiable, and Olivia Vasques was not crazy. Those men back at the camp killed the Moore’s, a nice husband and wife. The Chester’s, who were newlyweds. Their throats ripped to shreds and the photographer, Ben, strung up by his feet from a tree limb still alive. His blood seeping into the ice-cold ground beneath him to mix with snow and mud. And their guide, Art, she hadn’t seen his body. There was too much blood and destruction for her to truly digest what her mind was taking in.