Wolf Mate Series

When Sibyl's boss, Gabe, invites her to his family's bed and breakfast for a summer holiday, she's not expecting to get stuck with three gorgeous men during a freak June snowstorm. But something about Gabe and his sexy friends is off - first they're flirting with a chubby nobody like Sibyl. Second, they say they want to claim her as their mate! The three wolves trap Sibyl in a secluded location with no escape, and they will stop at nothing to get her to join their pack. This 5700 word story contains a werewolf ménage with sexy alpha wolves. Excerpt: Sibyl tried to melt into the darkness, gripping the robe around her like it was the only thing that could keep her safe. "Didn't fix the generator?" Adrian asked. "A fuse blew. We need a new part for it. We'll get it tomorrow after the storm blows over," Jonathan said. Gabe smiled and looked at Sibyl. "Then it looks like we'll have to do this by firelight. Much more romantic, don't you think?" "Do what?" Sibyl demanded and backed to the other side of the table. She picked up a steak knife and wished her damn hand would stop shaking. All three men looked at her. Their eyes reflected the light, and when they smiled their white teeth were sharp. "I think you can guess," Gabe growled. "Adrian already gave the game away, didn't he?" Were they vampires? No! That was stupid. Vampires didn't exist! "Stay the hell away from me!" she cried. The door was so close. If she ran, she might be able to make it outside. Her car was the only escape, but where were her keys? Maybe if she got to the road she could get help. "We can't do that," Jonathan said. "Your body is too ripe to ignore. We need you." Sibyl shook her head. They were crazy! And she had to get away from them now! "I won't let you kill me," she said. "Come near me and I'll stab you!" Adrian snorted. "We don't want to kill you. We're going to claim you, girlie. And you'll like it." Claim her? That didn't make any sense. Claim her as what? Gabe nodded, and they all moved closer. Their feet didn't even squeak on the floorboards. "You're the missing piece of our pack, Sibyl. Why else would I bring you here? You're the one - you're our mate."

Sibyl doesn’t know what to do after spending the night with three sexy werewolves. They claim she’s their mate for life, but why would three gorgeous men want a chubby woman like her? Then a rival wolf pack attacks, and Sibyl has to make up her mind. Give in to the desires of her wolf mates or run away from love forever. This 5,600 word story contains a hot alpha wolf and a steamy ménage between a BBW and three gorgeous werewolves. Excerpt: “You’re our mate, Sibyl. The female of our group. After last night, we’ve officially claimed you and made you ours.” She pulled her legs out of his grasp and glared. “That’s what you said, but you didn’t explain what it means – or ask if I even wanted to be your mate.” Gabe opened his mouth, but Adrian cut him off. “It means you're the woman of our pack – the only woman – and you’ll give us all pups. Mine’ll be first, I bet.” Sibyl touched her lower belly and widened her eyes. Children? Pups? Who would want to have kids with her? “I never said–” “I chose you,” Gabe said and stood up. He threw a frown in Adrian’s direction, and the black haired wolf scowled. “I’ve watched you for the past year, Sibyl. I knew you’d be the one to complete our pack.” How could she believe that? After years of rejection, years of never being good enough, or thin enough, how could three beautiful men all want her? Three beautiful werewolves, actually. “Why didn’t you just chose a female werewolf? I’m not even one of you.” “Not yet,” Adrian rumbled. Gabe’s fingers trailed down her leg to the bite he’d given her the night before. “This will help fix it.” Sibyl’s eyes widened. “I’m going to turn into a wolf?” she gasped and cuddled back into the couch, as if it could protect her. Adrian snorted. “No. Unfortunately, but you’ll get some of our senses and our appetites.” “And you’ll be able to handle birthing werewolf children,” Gabe put in with a slow smile. That didn’t make her feel better, but at least she wasn’t going to turn hairy during the full moon. “There aren’t any women werewolves,” Jonathan said. “We have to mate with humans, and our alpha knew you were perfect for us because he could smell you. We can all smell you,” he said and his lips slipped into a seductive smile. Smell her? They’d said the same thing last night. Talk about a way to make a girl self-conscious! “I don’t stink,” she mumbled and pulled the robe tighter. Gabe chuckled. “That’s not what we meant. You’re fragrance is divine, darling. Believe us. It’s a little hard to resist at times.”

When Eva takes a trip to Europe by herself, she doesn’t expect her tour guide, Ewan McLane, to be a gorgeous Scotsman – or a werewolf. She just wants to enjoy her trip without Ewan’s sexy presence flustering her at every turn. No way he’s interested in a chubby thirty year old like Eva. Then Ewan protects her from a pack of dangerous wolves and the truth comes out – he’s an alpha wolf destined to keep her safe. But can Ewan protect Eva from his own wolfish desire to mate with her and claim her as his own? Warning: This 10,600 word story contains graphic love scenes between a hot alpha werewolf and a big beautiful woman. Excerpt: The cold air burned her lungs as she charged down the street. She turned into alleys, broke onto a new street, but she couldn’t find anyone. It was as if all of Paris was deserted. Or maybe it was just this neighborhood. Sobs rocked her entire body, and she ducked against a wall and fought to catch her breath. “Ewan,” she whispered into the night. “Where are you?” Something snarled from the darkness, and she whipped her head around. Eyes glowed in the shadows, and the wolf jumped out and brought her to the ground. It lapped at her face with its rough tongue and its claws ripped at her clothes. She wanted to push it off, but she was frozen in fear. This creature could kill her! And why were there wolves in Paris? It opened its mouth, ready to bite her, when the pale wolf lunged at it. They rolled off Eva and across the ground. She scrambled to sit up, and caught the pale wolf as he bit into the other ones throat. Blood spilled over the cobblestones, and Eva screamed for the third time. Then the pale wolf looked at her. It had blue eyes that shone in the darkness, and as it stepped toward her, the wolf form shifted back into Ewan. He stood naked in front of her and held out his bloody hand. “I told you not to run, lass. They like a chase.” Eva leaned against the wall for support and stood up, not taking his hand. She didn’t know what to say or what to think. Her tour guide turned into a werewolf. How often did something like that happen? “I – I have to go,” she cried and ran again. She had to get away from him. He just killed a man – and he was a werewolf! But what was she supposed to do? Go to the police? They’d think she was crazy? Eva stumbled over the cobblestones and fumbled for her phone. It slipped out of her sweaty palms three times before she finally got a firm grip on it. Just as she was getting ready to call someone, Ewan grabbed her from behind. “That’s not going to do you any good, lass. I told you we like a good chase,” he growled and turned her around. Eva’s breath caught in her throat and she stared at the man in front of her. His bare chest heaved and he flicked his tongue over his lips. “Let me go,” she whimpered. “Not when I have you like this. I said I’d protect you, Evangeline, and I did,” he said and his mouth brushed hers.