The last thing I expected this New Year’s Eve was to find out that my college’s (sexy) linebacker is a werewolf. At my first-ever college party, I make the mistake of getting way too drunk. While intoxicated, I meet Tom Zhou, our school’s linebacker. The (sexy) football player is out of my league, but it seems like he’s into me (though that just might be the booze talking). Just as I think he’s about to kiss me, I get the sudden urge to puke. Luckily, I manage to run outside before I can vomit on his expensive sneakers. But talk about killing the mood. My relief is short-lived, however, because I come across a freaking coyote. Just as I think I’m about to get eaten, a wolf(!) saves me. And when I believe things can’t get any more nuts, the wolf transforms into a very naked Tom Zhou… Get ready for the new year with this sweet and sexy short story containing cavity-inducing instalove, a hot werewolf, and a happy ending! Part of Romance Books You Should Be Reading: The Holiday Collection, a collaboration between your favorite authors of paranormal and scifi romance!
Warning: this collection contains 5 sexy age gap instalove romance short stories featuring young women and their determined alpha males! Includes An Offer from My Dad's Creditor, Knocked Up by the Tycoon, Caught by the College President, Wanted by My Fake Boyfriend's Dad, and An Offer from the CEO! An Offer from My Dad's Creditor "Lucky for you and your parents, I'm benevolent enough to offer an alternative method of payment," he says. From the lust in his gray gaze, I have a pretty good idea what the "alternative method of payment" is, but I ask anyway, "What do you want, Mr. Ricci?" "I want you to carry my child." His words make me lightheaded. Today was not a good day to skip dinner. "Um, what?" I ask, my legs trembling with the struggle to stay upright. Maybe I heard him wrong. No such luck. "I want you to carry my child, Paisley." Knocked Up by the Tycoon My breath stops for a moment. Is that…? I shake my head before I can finish the thought. Pregnancy has to be making me hear things. Because there's no way– "Alexa, look at me." My eyes bulge out of their sockets when a big familiar hand grabs my small one. Okay, I don't think my pregnancy brain can make that up. My imagination is not that vivid. I turn around, and my breath halts for yet another moment. Standing in front of me is Dallas Takahashi, my ex-boyfriend. And the father of the baby growing inside me. Caught by the College President I suck in a breath when my college president wraps his arms around me and pulls me onto his lap. "I…I have a boyfriend," I say, my voice coming out annoyingly breathy. He chuckles. "Oh, yes, your boyfriend, who seems like a real prize." He tugs at my blanket, exposing my bare shoulder. When he lowers his head and presses his mouth to my shoulder, I become breathless. Wanted by My Fake Boyfriend's Dad At the sight of Mike's father, I have to actively keep my jaw off the ground. One thing my friend neglected to tell me–his father is sexy. Mike's not a bad-looking guy either, but he got his golden hair and hazel eyes from his mother. Mr. Currant, on the other hand, has dark chocolate waves and intense gray eyes. Tall, dark, and handsome–just my type. An Offer from the CEO His face becomes serious. "I know your family has a lot of debt, Charity." I stiffen. Does a CEO normally concern himself with the financial troubles of a lowly office assistant? "There are your mother's unpaid hospital bills, your father's unwise loan to his brother, your own brother's gambling…" My grip tightens on my bottled water. How does he know all of that? "I'll take care of that debt," Adam says. I catch my breath. Chance Enterprises is a multi-billion dollar company, so I know he has the means to pay off my family's mountain of debt. "Why would you do that?" I ask. Then I remember that Mr. Chance is known for his philanthropy. Does he see me as a pitiful charity case? Is that why he has been so nice to me? "Because I want something in exchange." "What do you…?" I get my answer when he strokes the hem of my black pencil skirt.
3 sexy taboo paranormal short stories in one hot bundle! My Stepbrother is a Werewolf “Don’t be afraid, Lilah.” Okay, did someone dump LSD into that punch or is the wolf talking? And if the wolf is talking, how does it know my name? And why does its voice seem so familiar? “Don’t faint.” Why is the wolf telling me not to faint? Wouldn’t me fainting make it easier for the wolf to eat me? Then the wolf transforms into a man. But not just any man. My stepbrother stands in front of me. And he’s naked. Very naked. I faint. WORD COUNT: 3,300 I Saw My Stepfather Turn Into a Unicorn Huh? The unicorn knows my name? And it can talk? Also, its voice sounds a lot like my stepfather’s. For some reason, I feel the need to say this out loud: “Huh, you sound a lot like my stepdad.” “I am your stepdad.” I yelp when there’s a puff of glittering pink smoke. I yelp again when out of the smoke emerges my stepfather, who is very naked. WORD COUNT: 3,300 My Stepsister is a Fox (Literally) When a fox appears in front of me, I stop running. It’s just a fox, so I don’t know why I stopped when my stepsister is missing, but the color of its fur looks just like the red in Lan’s hair… “Lan?” I say. Then I want to bang my head against a tree for my stupidity. It’s a godd*mn fox, not Lan. I yelp when a cloud of red sparks appears. I yelp again when the cloud dissipates and I see my stepsister. Who’s very, extremely naked. My damn d*ck acts up again when my eyes travel up and down her bare curves. It takes all of my willpower to not put my hands on her perfect fair skin… WORD COUNT: 3,000
A grumpy dragon. A wild Vegas night. One magical kiss that changes everything. Jerrick As the eldest Carmine brother, Jerrick knows it’s his responsibility to find their wayward youngest sibling and bring him home. But seeing all his other brothers disobey their clan’s orders and give up on the search, he needs time away, time to figure out just how he’s going to face his father. Or worse, his uncle, the king. Las Vegas seems like the perfect place to escape his dragon shifter duties and sort through everything in his head. Until he sees her. Sparkling like a garnet dragon herself in a killer red dress, he’s drawn to the curvy blonde in the bar and her red painted lips. Anya The last thing Anya wants is to spend New Year’s Eve out in Las Vegas with a bunch of strangers. But she can’t say no to her little sister, no matter how nervous she is about partying with her new prosthetic leg. True to form, her sister disappears into the crowds, leaving Anya alone. Until a tall, dark, and sexy stranger asks her to dance. A midnight kiss leads to a morning she’ll never forget, even if the night before is a blur. The garnet ring on her left hand says it all—she’s married, and she doesn’t even remember it. But it’s hard to deny her attraction to Jerrick, and the more time she spends with him, the more she wonders if the wedding was less of an accident, and more like fate. New Year, New Dragon is a fiery bite-sized read that’s hotter than the desert sun! Get it now!
Huh? The unicorn knows my name? And it can talk? Also, its voice sounds a lot like my stepfather’s. For some reason, I feel the need to say this out loud: “Huh, you sound a lot like my stepdad.” “I am your stepdad.” I yelp when there’s a puff of glittering pink smoke. I yelp again when out of the smoke emerges my stepfather, who is very naked. WORD COUNT: 3,300
Warning: this collection contains 5 sexy age gap instalove romance short stories featuring young women and their determined alpha males! Includes Caught by My Professor, Working for My Dad's Best Friend, Waiting on My Dad's Former Friend, Trapped in the Storm With My Boyfriend's Dad, and Claimed by the Mountain Man. Caught by My Professor My professor stares at my hand. Like an idiot, I'm still holding the answer key. A corner of his mouth curves up. "Were you planning to cheat on the upcoming exam?" I drop the answer key like the paper has the ability to give me a second-degree burn. "I, um, well, I..." God, I might as well tattoo, Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater, on my forehead. "Is there any way you could not tell anyone about this?" I ask. Probably a futile question. To my surprise, he says, "I'm willing to keep this a secret, but..." I widen my eyes when he plays with a lock of my hair. Is a professor allowed to do that? "You might not like my proposal." A wicked smile appears on his face. "Or you might like it very much." Working for My Dad's Best Friend Dad's friend may be a rich jerk who spends obscene sums of money on vases and is twice my age, but I can't deny that I find him attractive with his messy auburn hair, those dark blue eyes, and the five o'clock shadow on his defined jawline. If he weren't close buddies with Baba and I were far less acquainted with his personality, I might have hooked up with him. Okay, I would have definitely hooked up with him. Waiting on My Dad's Former Friend He asks, "Aren't you going to ask me why I fell out with your father?" Though I'm curious, I reply, "That's between you and my dad." "We fell out over you." I blink. "Over me? Why?" "Your father asked me to help him with some of his debts. I told him I would give him money…on one condition." Dad had–or has–debts? This is news to me. My father is an obsessive couponer and refuses to buy any clothes that don't come off the clearance rack. "Why would that end your friendship?" I ask. "Because the 'one condition' was having you." Trapped in the Storm With My Boyfriend's Dad Surprising me, he grabs my hand and pulls me toward the dining room. The contact causes my pulse to flutter. A voice in my head hisses, Oh my God, you can't develop a crush on your ex-boyfriend's dad. Despite the voice, I find myself sneaking glances at Mr. Fleming. Gabe inherited his good looks, and I'm looking right at the source. Both father and son have dark blond waves of luscious hair, bright hazel eyes, and effortlessly fit bodies that look damn fine in designer clothes. Claimed by the Mountain Man "I need to get out of here," I whisper. But how? My horrible sense of direction is what landed me here in the first place, and if I attempted venturing into the woods again, I might actually get eaten by a bear. "Hello." I nearly fall off the bed. "Careful," he growls, catching me before I hit the floor. My pulse jumps. I was right about the stranger's size. He is huge. His arms are like muscular tree trunks, and I swear he must be 7 feet tall. He's also super hot, something I did not expect. I'm typically not into bearded guys, but that black beard really suits his chiseled face and brings out his green eyes.
After a night of drinking way too much, I wake up in a handsome stranger's bed. Less than an hour later, the stranger walks into my Calculus class and says, "Hi, I'm Professor McCarthy." It's going to be a fun semester... Professor is a standalone story in the Alpha Male U series. It features—you guessed it—a hot alpha male, the student he's determined to claim for his own, instalove, and a HEA! WORD COUNT: 11,000 Excerpt: Belatedly, I wonder if he's one of those creepy professors who prey on students. Selma would have told me if she heard any rumors, but McCarthy could be good at keeping his activities under wraps. "Do you do this a lot?" I blurt out. "Do what? Hang out at local coffee shops? Well, of course. I'm a big believer in supporting small businesses." "You know that's not what I'm asking. Do you hit on a lot of your students?" "I've never been inappropriate with a student. I value professionalism, and that would be wrong." He focuses his blue eyes on me. There's so much heat in his gaze that I feel like it could burn me. "But with you, I can't help wanting to do the wrong thing." I shiver, telling myself that it's because of the cold matcha latte. "Professor — " "Call me Landon." "Landon." His first name feels like a naughty word on my tongue. "You're my professor. I'm your student." "Thank you for stating obvious facts." I glare at him. "I'm stating the obvious because you're acting like you don't understand the obvious." "Go to dinner with me." Oh, for the love of Christ. "Professor — " "I told you to call me Landon." "Whether I call you Landon or Professor, I can't go to dinner with you. Besides, I have to go home and study." "I can help you study." Lust courses through my blood at the idea of a private tutoring session with Landon/Professor McCarthy. Additional keywords: Asian heroine, interracial romance, college romance
Philip Soulden is one of the wealthiest men in England. However, he is common-born, a fact that brings no small measure of annoyance to his fiancée Caroline Wynn's father, the snobbish (but poor) Viscount of Cambridgeshire. Even if Caroline were a commoner like Philip, she would still be far too good for him. Of course, that doesn't make him any less determined to make her his wife. When Caroline learns about the truth of her birth, his plans to wed her are put in jeopardy. However, Lady Wynn will discover that Philip always gets what he wants, and what he wants is her… Claiming Lady Wynn is a sexy short story that may contain historical inaccuracies but definitely contains an obsessed alpha male and a happy ending! If you can get with that, enjoy! WORD COUNT: 4,500
College freshman Simone Chang is feeling homesick. For the first time, she’s spending Chinese New Year without her family. But fortunately, she has her best friend by her side, Will Higa…aka the boy she has wanted since pretty much forever. Will promises her that he will make this Chinese New Year one to remember. Because it turns out that he has always wanted her too and is ready to make her his… ***Ring in the Lunar New Year with this sweet and sexy friends-to-lovers story!*** WORD COUNT: 6,000
