Dylan
and Ryan are cheetah shapeshifter twins. They never expected to be the first of
their siblings to find their mate. So they weren’t looking when they scented
her at their local pub, but they knew instantly that Lacey was destined to be
theirs. Unfortunately, she’s a reporter chasing the story behind a mysterious
rescue of a young boy by ‘big spotty cats’.
Lacey is a debut journalist working her first big story. Getting to the bottom of this ‘wild cats in the Grampians’ story could be the big break she’s been waiting for. The story leads her to a set of gorgeous twins that make her heart race. Their electric chemistry pulls her in, and by the time she learns they're shapeshifters and the cats responsible for the rescue, she’s torn on how to report it.
But her story isn’t the only thing she has to worry about. Lacey’s ex isn’t ready to let her go, and when he sees her with her new men, he takes drastic measures to get her back.
Lacey is a debut journalist working her first big story. Getting to the bottom of this ‘wild cats in the Grampians’ story could be the big break she’s been waiting for. The story leads her to a set of gorgeous twins that make her heart race. Their electric chemistry pulls her in, and by the time she learns they're shapeshifters and the cats responsible for the rescue, she’s torn on how to report it.
But her story isn’t the only thing she has to worry about. Lacey’s ex isn’t ready to let her go, and when he sees her with her new men, he takes drastic measures to get her back.
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The hair on the
back of her neck had begun to tingle, and in a rush Lacey grabbed her bag and
looked towards the exit. She’d come out to the bar, hoping to ask someone about
the mysterious Ryan and Dylan. She hadn’t expected to run into them both here,
or to be turning tail and running in the opposite direction as soon as she
found what she’d been looking for.
She hunched
over, trying to make herself smaller as she snuck out of the booth. She
couldn’t resist once last glance at the twins before she left. On a gasp she
nearly tripped when she saw both of their intense gazes were on her.
She squeaked
and moved faster, her heart pounding against her ribs. She shoved open the door
and burst out into the warm night air, gulping oxygen into her burning lungs.
Oh shit. They’d
seen her staring at them.
Oh pull yourself together. With how good they looked,
it wouldn’t be the first time they’d had someone, especially a woman staring at
them.
Just as she
stepped from the concrete footpath onto the parking lot, something growled near
her ear moments before large hands gripped her hips and twisted her around so
she was facing the side wall of the bar. Her handbag landed at her feet, and
she raised her palms to push against the brick wall to prevent her face slamming
into the solid surface.
“No! Stop! Let
me go!” She screamed as the man behind her pinned her body against the rough
bricks with his and placed his hands over hers, lacing their fingers together.
Adrenaline was
pumping through her system, making her heart pound and sweat bead on her
forehead. She should have been fighting, screaming for help, but some perverse
instinct inside her craved more. It made her want to push back against the
strong body pinning her in place.
“Where you
goin’, beautiful?”
His voice was
so deep that his words were barely more than a garbled growl, but she somehow
understood what he’d said. The hairs on her neck rose once more, in response to
the depth of possession that radiated from his tone.
“You’re scaring
her, Dylan. Cut it out.”
Lacey panted as
she looked toward the new voice. Like his twin, Ryan was gorgeous and sexy, but
considerably calmer and more in control.
Unlike her, or
the man behind her.
“He’s not …
scaring me.”
Strong desire,
like she’d never experienced before, raced through her system. Just like what
happened in her favorite romance novels, it was instant, electric and all
consuming. Fire was in her blood, lighting her up from the inside out,
centering in her pussy and taking root there.
Dylan nipped at
her ear, and she moaned, letting her eyes slide shut as another, stronger, wave
of arousal flowed through her. Her knees began to collapse on her, but before
she could fall to the ground, a thick muscular arm whipped around her waist and
held her tight against a hard hot body. Dylan’s erection now pressed into the
cleft of her ass in a way that made her instinctively arch back into his
embrace while whimpering a little.
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Author Bios
Tamsin
Baker loves everything erotic. Her books can be long, short and everything in
between, but they’ll all be fast paced with snappy dialogue and lots of sex. No
Tamsin Baker book is the same except there won’t be a lot of angst in as she
wants her books to be everything that a fictional world can be- full of happy
ever afters, dirty words and sweet love. ‘Love is love’ and she tries to show
that in a range of sub genre’s, from m/m contemporary to paranormal ménage. She
has a need to shock people and bring up embarrassing topics at the most
inappropriate times.
Khloe Wren started writing her first
novel in high school, until it mysteriously disappeared from the family
computer (her older brother was the lead suspect but nothing was ever proved).
She didn't put pen to paper again after that for a number of years but she did
keep reading. Khloe has always loved all things paranormal: sexy vampires and
sultry shifters have always been her favourites. So when she picked up writing
again, it seemed only natural she would write paranormal romance.
Khloe grew up in the Adelaide Hills before her parents moved the family to country South Australia when she was a teen. As a young adult Khloe moved to Melbourne. After a few years she missed the fresh air and space of country living so moved back. Khloe currently lives in the Murraylands, South Australia with her incredibly patient husband and two young daughters. When she's not sitting at her laptop writing, she's spending time with family or friends, kicking butt at karate or feeding her addictions of reading, eating chocolate and drinking Coke.
Khloe grew up in the Adelaide Hills before her parents moved the family to country South Australia when she was a teen. As a young adult Khloe moved to Melbourne. After a few years she missed the fresh air and space of country living so moved back. Khloe currently lives in the Murraylands, South Australia with her incredibly patient husband and two young daughters. When she's not sitting at her laptop writing, she's spending time with family or friends, kicking butt at karate or feeding her addictions of reading, eating chocolate and drinking Coke.
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