Hi! I hope everyone is having a great start to the new year! I wanted to share some sweet news about a giveaway happening over at Prolific Works (formerly Instafreebie). The ‘Something Wicked This Way Comes’ is a paranormal ebooks giveaway featuring from witch stories, to dragon babies and succubus tales. Check it by clicking HERE . This giveaway ends on February 6 th 2019. Have a good one. D.B. Shayne
Paranormal romance fiction is a beautiful universe. In the past it was dominated by werewolves and vampires. These days the emergence of several shifter types, especially furry beings, has become common place in the paranormal romance domain. Whatever the flavour or setting you crave: vanilla, spicy, suspense, science fiction and criminal investigation, alternative history and even dystopian-there is something for you. I have an affinity for tiger shifters-I believe tigers are one of most beautiful creatures in the animal kingdom. And vampires are an all-time favourite. In paranormal romance fiction there is a delicious smorgasbord of shifter beings: cheetahs, panthers, hawks and crows. Even hot aliens, demons and angels have found their way into our book pages or ereader screens. Imaginations have been unequivocally stoked by endless possibilities and readers who adore the genre have a whole new heaven to explore-and seven is no longer the highest level of bliss. But what is it...
"A holiday in paradise, takes a dangerous turn...” A sweet summer night filled with the promise of passion, quickly turns into a nightmare for lion shifter, Jake Evans and Sabina James. A vengeful relative is on a mission to retrieve a valuable painting in Jake’s possession, even if he has to pry it from his cold, dead hands. But Jake has no intentions of backing down and is now faced with a double dose of danger; defending what’s rightfully his at all costs and losing his heart to an irresistible island beauty. ~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1 ROGER EVANS gave his body a lengthy, languorous stretch. He was sprawled on a wicker lounge chair by the pool of his late father’s house. The modern styled home sat on the crest of a cliff overlooking the south coast where waves crashed onto the shores below in bursts of white-tipped blue. He straightened up and resumed flicking through a magazine on his lap. Arousal began to plague him as he reflected on a sexual encounter wi...
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