Her ex-boyfriend has been stalking her for the last year and she can’t get out of Dodge, Oregon fast enough. However, she should have planned her escape better, and maybe she wouldn’t have ended up caught in a rainstorm, in the dead of night with a flat tire. Trapped in the woods and miles away from the next town, Riley sets off on foot to a large cabin home for help and refuge for the night. Is it just her imagination or is someone…or something following her? With the First Moon Festival on its way and pheromones saturating the air, Theo Kodiak is a sniff away from going feral. As the father of two boys, it doesn’t leave him a lot of time to find a companion to help raise them. Low and behold, fate shines down on him and presents a sensuous woman at his door. Riley is cold, scared and in danger, but she just maybe exactly what he needs in his life. The erotic attraction between them can’t be evaded and soon they are swept under a tidal wave of euphoria. When a threat from both their past jeopardizes everything that is important, Riley and Theo find themselves united and a force to be reckoned with. However, something else may stand in the way of this Were-bear getting his gold.

    On the run since childhood, the lone wolf avoids contact with other werewolves at all cost, continually moving, constantly looking over her shoulder and always alone. Everything changes when Amber saves a werewolf from the mere brink of death, Blake, the only werewolf to ever protect her. Love blossoms, but not without tribulations when Amber realizes she must help her new pack rescue a member who is being held hostage by a rival pack. Warring with emotions of going from lone wolf to the pack leader's mate, Amber must decide if she is willing to risk Blake's life to know true family and friendship despite the fact that the Council is hell bent on locating her and will stop at nothing until she is found. Will Amber's special abilities be enough to keep everyone safe?

    In 1960, a tragic death in the family calls young Sarah Browning back from college to her Appalachian homestead. Unable to return to school and finish her degree, she finds herself facing a future that isn’t what she’d planned. Lost and grieving, she wanders onto her reclusive neighbor’s property where she stumbles across the all-too-attractive Owen Campbell, a man hiding secrets she’d only ever thought were legend. Owen Campbell was raised on the folklore of Eastern Kentucky, tales of men and women with magical abilities from shape-shifting to healing powers. Rejected by those he loves because of his own abilities, he isolates himself from the world. When he meets Sarah, he’s faced with the tough decision of whether to let her in or stay hidden away to keep his heart safe.Please note - this book is NOT a typical paranormal romance. No rage-beast shifters or alpha dogs here. It is, however, at its heart a romance, with a few intimate scenes between the hero and heroine, as well as adult situations dealing with tragedy. "Firefly Hollow" is the first book in the Firefly Hollow series. Other titles include "Butterfly Lane," "Dragonfly Creek," "Cattail Ridge," "Cricket Cove," "Stormking Road," "Fern Valley," and "Snapdragon Way."

     Especially, when it’s a full moon. Zoelle Baudelaire should have listened. Now she must navigate a world she’d only ever read about in fairytales, full of formidable witches and domineering werewolves out for blood. Yet no story could have prepared Zoelle for Aleksandr ‘Xander’ Adolphus—the volatile Alpha of the Adophus Pack—or the seductive soulmark that bound their souls together. Trapped in a carnal game of cat and mouse, Zoelle must tread unfamiliar ground steeped in supernatural politics that could cost her her life. Can Zoelle outrun a wolf bound and determined to mark her as his? Or will this new world swallow her whole?

    Then a tall, dark stranger bursts into her father's garage and shatters the illusion. In one shocking moment, she discovers why she's been feeling hot, restless--she's the half-breed daughter of a legendary werewolf and is a much-sought-after prize.Joshua Striker, enforcer in charge of protecting the alphas of the Wolf Creek pack, has come to take Alex home. Nothing more, nothing less. From the first moment he sees her, she becomes the one thing he can't afford a distraction from his duty. A weakness he doesn't want but can't resist needing.If only keeping her safe was as simple as fending off males on the hunt for a mate. Through city streets to the mountains of North Carolina, Alex and Joshua have to evade those who don't want their pure bloodlines tainted with human DNA, as well as bounty hunters who think the only good werewolf is a dead one.What Joshua and Alex can't outrun is the passion that flares between them or the choice Alex must eventually face. Whether to claim her inner wolf, or forfeit her chance to claim Joshua as her own.

    Dreams of being chased by someone or something — the petrifying face of a Werewolf. Most would chalk up the image to that of a scary story, but Kimberly knows the truth. Werewolves are real. She knows because she is one.Being orphaned at an early age has left Kimberly woefully naïve when it comes to Were rules.As Benandanti of his pack, Nico is furious that Kimberly would dare come to his land. Every Were knows it is against Lycan Law for any Werewolf to come into another's territory without first gaining permission or making an offering, and Kimberly had done neither.The feisty beauty is a handful and much to Nico's amazement completely unknowledgeable about the world they live in. Even more astonishing, Kimberly has no idea that she is coming into her heat…

    She moved swiftly, creeping around stumps and logs of fallen trees from the most recent storm. Weaving through the trees, she sniffed the air constantly on the look out for the scent of pack on the cool night air. She didn’t have much time before the guards picked up the scent of cat on their lands. All she could smell was damp earth and small woodland creatures, and she picked up speed. Trees and ferns blurred as she sped through the forest toward the heart of the territory. Suddenly, the wind shifted direction, and she knew with a sinking heart, the wolves on sentry duty picked up her scent. A wolf howled in alarm. Others howled a wolf song in return, and joined the hunt. She was already tired, but she continued to run, adrenaline making her feet swift. They were fast approaching her, when she picked up the pungent odor of wolf a minute later. They hadn’t been as far away as she had hoped. Desperate, she picked up as much speed as she could. The break the in the tree line was up ahead. She had to reach the clearing before they caught her. She was tiring quickly, her short burst of speed nearly gone when she slid on some wet leaves and fell. Zara tumbled forward several times, cracking her side and then her head on an exposed rock. She laid flat on her back, stunned, breathing hard. Her ribs and her ankle ached. She could hear the heavy galloping of wolves bearing down on her position, growling and yipping. Zara rolled over and scrambled to her feet. In a flash, she was running again, slower. The wolves were quickly catching up. They could run just as fast, but for longer. The clearing was just ahead, and with a desperate leap over a fallen log, she soared through the air. When she landed, she was in the clearing. Wolves growled from behind her and she ran toward the center circle of large stones. She barely made it up the three steps before large jaws clamped down on her shoulder, and she yelped in pain as she was forced to the ground, skidding her the rest of the way into the center of the dais. The large wolf who stood on her back growled menacingly when she tried to push him off. He shook his head, teeth tearing at the bite mark on her shoulder. She screamed as the teeth bit deeper into the muscle. “That’s enough Matteo.” A voice boomed out above the sounds of the rest of the wolves, gathering around in the circle. “Release her and step back.” Zara held her breath, and closed her eyes against the searing pain in her shoulder as the wolf released her and withdrew his teeth from the muscle of her shoulder. Zara groaned and rolled so that she could face her savior. Flat on her back, she stared up at the large wolf who stood over her. He growled, narrowing his eyes at her as she shifted back to human form.

    Betrayed by her fiancé and the powerful Worthington family, Elena fights back and negotiates a comfortable settlement with one small caveat: she must live in Scotland for two years.One kidnapping and two attempts on her life later, the darkly arrogant Scot, Faolan MacGailtry declares himself her new protector and moves into her farmhouse. Major problem? He was present at all three incidents. Elena decides to follow the adage to keep her friends close and enemies closer--but which is he? One by one, Elena uncovers Faolan's darkest secrets: his Druid heritage, his connection to her past, and finally, the deadly curse that is powerful enough to destroy them both.Reader notes: This is the first book of the Highland Destiny series and includes multiple paranormal elements, including Druidry, Fae, shapeshifting and magick. Heat level: slowly builds from extreme sexual tension toward "bring-some-ice-water" hot!