Heartthrob Wants Man to Love (MM)

Heartthrob Wants Man to Love (MM)
by Cara Adams (A Man to Love book 4)

The Hill family is in Hawaii to celebrate Storm and Cruz’s marriage. But some people aren’t paying attention to the powdered-sugar sand and turquoise ocean at Lanikai Beach, Oahu.
Stuart Harris has no job and no home. Axl threw him out of his condo when he fell in love with Charles, and no one wants to employ a single father of a newborn child. Stuart’s going to have to let someone else claim his precious infant daughter, Kathleen, because he can’t provide for her. He longs to take his treasured child home but time is almost up.
Jude Hill sees his despair and talks to him. Stuart’s pain is so intense Jude knows he can’t just be a conman, and asks to meet Kathleen and the surrogacy company. He’s determined to help and involves the entire Hill family in rescuing Kathleen and Stuart. But can such a hasty arrangement even work? Will everyone adjust to it?

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STORY EXCERPT

Jude Hill kept his gaze firmly on the hand clutching his drink. It seemed as though every time he looked up, every female in the entire state of Hawaii tried to come on to him. He cursed his golden blond hair and bright blue eyes and his clean-cut all-American good looks. He felt like asking someone to paint a sign for him to carry saying, “I’m gay!” and was just about frustrated enough to do it. Although he supposed the women would then try to convert him instead of leaving him alone. If only a cute man started chasing him he might be interested. So many of his brothers had found their soul mates, and he hadn’t. And never would unless all these females would go the fuck away.
Jude sighed heavily. That was why he was here in Hawaii in the first place. His brother Storm and Storm’s fiancé, Cruz, were getting married on Wednesday, and the entire family had come to Lanikai Beach, Oahu, to celebrate. It seemed as if, between them, they’d filled up half the hotel. Jude, his five brothers, three of them with partners, his parents, and his little sister and her two-month-old son. Even Cruz’s elderly parents were here. Between them all, they were quite a crowd, and so many men had drawn the attention of the ladies. The joke was that they were all gay. All six brothers, though not his sister Chris. However she still hadn’t completely gotten over the asshole idiot who’d gotten her pregnant and then tried to ruin her life. Right now her whole heart was focused on baby CC.
Jude wondered if he could pretend the kid was his. Maybe then the women would leave him alone. But that wouldn’t be fair to Christabelle. CC was hers and hers alone, although they all adored him. She wasn’t even his real sister. His oldest brother had found her being attacked in a park when she was pregnant and brought her home for their mother, a retired nurse, to care for. Seraphina had longed for a daughter all her life, and in no time at all, Chris had snuck into all their hearts, becoming their daughter and sister. CC was the grandchild Jude’s parents had longed for and had a veritable plethora of doting uncles.
Just then Chris walked toward him, holding a smiling CC in her arms. The baby was wearing a garment he’d just learned was called a rashie. He had no idea what the word was slang for, but the little blue suit was designed to prevent his delicate baby skin from sunburn. He’d pulled off his sunhat, though, and was holding it in his hand and crowing with laughter.
Chris slid into the seat beside him and tried to put the baby’s hat back on one-handed.
“Let me.”
“Real men wear their sunhats, CC. You really won’t like it if you end up with a burned nose.” He tied the blue ribbons under CC’s dimpled chin as he spoke, and the baby observed him seriously. Jude didn’t know how much CC understood, but he made no attempt to pull the hat off immediately.
“What would you like to drink?” he asked Chris.
“Just a soda please. Sprite if they have it.”
He nodded. For a moment he’d forgotten she was still only eighteen, not legally allowed to drink, although he supposed everyone would turn a blind eye when it came time to toast the grooms at the wedding.
He got himself another light beer as well as Chris’s Sprite and was walking back from the bar when he noticed a very attractive man with red-brown hair sitting under a beach umbrella. At first he thought the man was staring at Chris. She was beautiful. Still too thin to his mind but not frail looking, as she’d been when she’d first moved into their house. Right now, dressed in a sarong in shades of purple, mauve, and lilac, with purple flip-flops and matching purple fingernails and toenails, she was well worth gazing at.
But the man wasn’t looking at her. He was staring at CC, almost inhaling every tiny move the baby made. For a moment Jude wondered if he was a pedophile or kidnapper until he saw the tears shining in the man’s eyes.
Oh shit. Had the man recently had his own infant die? How tragic.

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Nice Guy Wants Man to Love (MM)

"A Man to Love" book 3

Attorney Sawyer Hill blames Middle Child Syndrome for always trying to be nice instead of looking for the man he needs to complete his life. Lieutenant Mitchell Clarke has no such hesitation. He knows that Sawyer is the man he wants but life keeps getting in the way.

Instead of pursuing romance, Mitch is more likely to be pursuing criminals. Tom Frame is still determined to control Christabelle Nelson and the unborn child he is certain will be his son. He is constantly finding new ways to harass the entire family in his attempts to get to what he is sure will be Thomas Frame Junior. And now it’s almost Christmas when Mitch’s life will become even more hectic and complicated and the baby is due to be born. Will he ever be able to claim Mr. Nice Guy as his man?

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STORY EXCERPT

He’d recognized that big biker with the shaggy black hair the moment he’d seen him at the house that had been graffitied. Atticus his name was, and he was a regular at the gay bar, Midnight on Tenth. He was devastatingly handsome in a bad-boy kind of way, but not Mitch’s type at all. No, the attorney was more the kind of man Mitch liked. Quiet, intelligent, friendly. Of course the bad boy might be intelligent and friendly as well, but Mitch didn’t find badness the huge turn-on some other men obviously did.

Mitch found himself thinking about that home and the people in it several times when things in the precinct were quiet. The place had about a dozen men living there as well as the one pregnant little teenage girl they were all so protective of, and the old man and his wife. The ex-boyfriend who harassed her was damn lucky some of them hadn’t chopped him up and used him as plant fertilizer in the gardens of the home. The biker looked more than capable of doing such a thing, and some of the other men had seemed pretty cross at him as well.

But there was nothing Mitch had been able to do about the case. The video footage was blurry, the men’s faces were mostly hidden, and they didn’t have enough of the license plate to make a records search worth the time and effort for a vandalism case.

Well, that wasn’t completely true. He’d actually run the plate himself when he didn’t have any urgent work to do, but there were over a hundred matches so he hadn’t done anything more about it.

It was strange. He’d never expected to find “the one.” He only had to look around himself to see too many police officers completely in love with their wives or husbands and their marriages falling apart. Police work was never neat and orderly or eight ’til five. Not only did they work rotating shifts covering weekends and holidays and twenty-four-hour days, but also, when something urgent happened, shifts went out the window and cops kept working. That was not conducive to family life. Partners might understand in their mind that criminals had to be stopped, but when that meant flights to long-awaited events were missed or dad never ever saw Junior hit the winning run at baseball, people became a whole lot less understanding and demanded that their partner make the effort to be present for special days.

Mitch had no intention of breaking a kid’s heart by not being there for something incredibly important. Saying no to kids of his own was doable. Saying no to ever finding his soul mate was a much bigger challenge. However, the likelihood of meeting a man who would not only understand in his mind but also accept what had to be in his heart might be impossible. Which meant enjoying a one-night stand from time to time at the gay bar was about the best he could hope for.

Mitch picked up his coffee and took a mouthful, only to spit it back into the cup. “Yuk! When it did that get cold?”

He stood up, holding his cup, to go and make fresh coffee for himself when the landline on his desk rang. Instantly he sat down and picked up the telephone with one hand while setting the cup down and pulling a notepad and pen into the center of his desk with the other.

“Clarke.”

“It’s Sawyer Hill here. I hope I’m not calling you at an inconvenient time.”

“Not at all. I was just about to go and get some coffee.” And what a stupid statement that is. Now he’ll feel embarrassed he’s keeping me away from my beverage.

“I have a list of the names of the young men who were prepared to follow Tom Frame’s suggestion and libel Christabelle Nelson. The list isn’t confidential. The men had to issue public apologies. I just wondered if it would be possible to check the license plate against these names. There are twenty of them, including Tom himself.”

Mitch could hear a slight note of uncertainty in Sawyer’s voice, and that was very telling. The man was an attorney, used to speaking in public. Well, his job was arguing a case in public. So the fact that he was a fraction hesitant indicated he was well aware that he was pushing the envelope to make this request.

“Searches have to be justified in the budget, and this case has no budget,” said Mitch. It was the best he could do. He hadn’t refused, but he hadn’t agreed either.

Sawyer sighed. “That seems to be the way it is everywhere these days. The matter is very important to the family. Mr. Frame has been an extreme source of trouble to Ms. Nelson. If the task could be delegated to a civilian worker or an off-duty officer, the family would be prepared to pay for the time the search would take and any costs incurred.”

That was interesting. He’d guessed the family wasn’t penniless living in such a huge compound. Besides, searching for twenty names wouldn’t take all that long really. Although Sawyer didn’t know there’d only been about a hundred potential matches.

“E-mail me the list and I’ll see what I can organize. You understand that potential matches are no indication of guilt. There may be a passel of them.”

“I do understand, but if the car was stolen, it might also help you catch the thief.”

“That’s true.” Except that he already knew no car matching the part of the plate they’d been given had been stolen that night. That was what had led him to run the search in the first place.

Mitch gave Sawyer his e-mail address and heard the keys clicking as he did so. They made some desultory conversation as the file came through, and then Sawyer thanked Mitch and hung up.

But Mitch knew he’d check the list in his own time, and now that he had Sawyer’s e-mail address he could contact him again. Besides, no matter what the outcome of the search, he knew damn well he would be reaching out to the good-looking attorney. Nothing might come of it, but the opportunity was too attractive to ignore.

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“Perfectionist Wants Perfect Man to Love”

OUT TODAY!! “Perfectionist Wants Perfect Man to Love” (MM) by Cara Adams “A Man to Love” book 2

Storm, the second youngest of the six Hill brothers, has worked hard to make everything in his life perfect. If only Cruz Baker were taller, thinner, richer...more like him. He’s attractive and a good attorney, but messy. However, Cruz is determined to teach Storm to relax.
Storm admits Cruz has helped Christabelle Nelson win her court cases against her badly behaved ex-boyfriend, but he doesn’t behave the way Storm needs his perfect partner to act. Life is much better, Storm is sure, if everything is just exactly right, like he orders it.
Cruz wants to demonstrate to Storm that a little disorganization, some relaxation, and even the occasional mess can make life so much more interesting.
Do opposites really attract? Will Storm loosen up enough to even look properly at Cruz? And will Tom Frame go away and leave Chris alone?

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Story Excerpt

All through their time in the courtroom, Storm had found his gaze wandering back to Cruz. He was here to support Chris, not to listen to her attorney, but in court, Cruz was strong, powerful, and smart. He looked imposing and attractive in his charcoal suit. There was something about the outfit that turned Cruz into a very handsome man. Normally he wasn’t particularly tall, and he definitely needed to lose ten pounds off his waistline—maybe even twenty pounds—but right now, he was eye-catching, and no one could ignore him. Especially not Storm.
Storm wondered if part of his lack of willingness to get closer to Cruz was that Cruz had the same coloring as himself, medium-brown hair and brown eyes, not golden blond hair like Storm’s stunningly good-looking brother, Jude, or shaggy black hair that screamed “bad boy” like his brother Atticus.
Even his eyes were boringly average rather than bright blue like his mother’s or piercingly black like his father’s. Storm might have missed out on all the best genetics, being the fifth of six sons in the family, but he made certain his life was as perfect inside those confines as he could arrange it. He would never eat a second slice of cake and risk it giving him a potbelly.
But there was still something about Cruz that called to him even though Cruz had accused him of being in a rut which was completely untrue.
So why do I keep looking at him and thinking about him? What’s wrong with me? He’s not the right man for me. I need someone who’s moving up in his career. Someone like Kai or Alan. Successful men, like me.
“Come on, Storm. It’s time to celebrate,” said Ross, his youngest brother, pushing his shoulder. Storm jumped to his feet and followed his family out of the courtroom.
“Where are we going?” he asked.
“Chris. This is your celebration. Where shall we go for lunch?”
“I don’t know.”
“Name somewhere you’ve heard of that you’d like to try out,” suggested Kai, smiling at her.
She was still thin but not as frail as when their mother had taken her under her wing. Chris’s arms and legs were skinny, but the baby was growing well, and Chris’s frame no longer looked as though it wouldn’t be able to support her. One of his brothers had said she looked like she’d swallowed a basketball, and that was true. She wasn’t rounded all over like many pregnant women. She was skinny with a baby stuck out in front. But she was smiling and happy, and it was time to celebrate winning her court case.
Although if Storm ever met Tom in a dark alley, he wasn’t promising not to break his nose or something similar. The man was an asshole not to appreciate Chris.
Chris smiled like a normal teenager, and said, “Can we please go to Dirty Dick’s then? My parents would never let me go there, and Tom refused to take me because he said it was only for boys. Which is a lie because I know girls who’ve been there. Eating there today would be the most amazing thing.”
“Of course.”
“Let’s do it.”
“There are enough of us here to protect you and Mom.”
Storm wasn’t really pleased with his brothers agreeing so easily. Dirty Dick’s wasn’t R-rated or anything, but it encouraged loud behavior. Everyone sat at enormously long benches and wore paper bibs around their necks as they ate ribs and fries with their fingers.
Storm could see himself having to take the suit he was wearing to the dry cleaners immediately after lunch.
But then, this was Christabelle’s day. She deserved to do whatever she wanted to. Soon enough she was going to become an adult with a child to care for, instead of picking out a prom dress or whatever girls her age usually did. Besides, this sounded like her way of raising her middle finger to that asshole, Tom, and he wholeheartedly approved of her doing that.
They all gathered around the end of one long bench, his two parents, five brothers, Kai’s lover, Alan, and beside Chris, Cruz, her lawyer and Sawyer’s colleague. Not the man he was interested in. He absolutely was not interested in anyone who drove a beatenup Ford. The only man he would ever be interested in was one just like him. Organized. Neat, controlled, with his eyes on the main focus of life, the goals he planned to achieve.
While they waited for their ribs and fries to be bought to them, they drank light beer out of tankards, except for Chris, who was not only pregnant but also underage, and Cruz, who never drank during business hours.
“I thought long, boozy lunches were the mainstay of an attorney’s life,” he teased, grinning at Sawyer, who was drinking his beer.
“I wish. Most days it’s a burger as I walk back to my office from court,” complained Sawyer.
“Or a brown bag lunch brought from home,” added Cruz.
“What made you decide not to drink during the day, Cruz?” asked Alan, proving once again that he was damn smart and a good match for Kai, Storm’s bossy millionaire oldest brother.
“People tend to underestimate me,” he said, looking right at Storm. “I’m not rich like Kai, or handsome like Jude, or driven like Storm. I’m just me. But I like to think that during the working day every brain cell is alert enough to help me make decisions.”
I’m not driven! I’m just determined to keep progressing up the career ladder as fast as possible.
But maybe I have underestimated him. He certainly won Chris’s case without ever appearing to break a sweat.
Storm started eating his ribs, with his fingers, while thinking over what he knew about Cruz, instead of joining in the loud banter around the table.

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Millionaire Wants Man to Love

The first book in the "A Man to Love" series is out now. A new book will release every two weeks until all six brothers find their Mr. Right.

Millionaire Wants Man to Love: Blurb
Kai Hill’s father has told his six gay sons to find partners within a year. Kai has a million-dollar business, the Hill Corporation, to run. He’s got no time for romance. However when he and Alan Lewis meet while rescuing a teenage girl, Kai starts to think he could make time in his life for a man like Alan.

Christabelle Nelson has been spurned by the father of her child and thrown out of her home by her family. Kai goes walking to burn off his annoyance at his family but he can’t ignore an injured girl. Alan goes jogging at night to relax enough to sleep. Finding an injured teenager isn’t very relaxing, but he can’t ignore her either.

The entire Hill family becomes involved in caring for Christabelle and her child. Meanwhile Kai and Alan finally find a moment to get to know each other and discover they have a multitude of things in common.



STORY EXCERPT

Kai tugged on the door to ensure it was locked behind him. It was a habit engrained in all of them from their earliest days because every room opened onto the courtyard. Their protection was in the blank walls and heavy entry door, not in anything inside the building.

His parents had been able to buy such a huge plot of land forty years ago because this was on the outskirts of town and on the poorer side. It was by no means a slum, or a dangerous neighborhood, but it wasn’t a good place for people to wander alone at night unless they were alert. Right now, Kai would welcome a few punks trying to remove his wallet. He’d taken off his suit coat and necktie before dinner, but he was still wearing business clothing, and nicer clothing at that, although not Armani or anything showy. He preferred to look middle of the road. It was always much better that people he might have to bid against for a contract underestimated him.

Kai shoved his hands deep in his pants pockets and strode along the sidewalk. Two miles to the park, half a mile around the park, and two miles back home should be enough to rid his body of the adrenaline, let him forget all about his father’s ultimatum, and get his mind focused back on his real life. For example, how to sort out the Standforth contract.

It was a tricky piece of business dealings. He was almost certain they were hiding a problem. That contract didn’t smell right. Oh, it looked like something his company could do, but it also made him wary, and there was no way he was going to sign it unless he was certain there were no hidden traps in it.

Kai was deep in thought as he entered the park and turned left to circumnavigate it. His shoes sounded loud on the concrete, and he was aware that he hadn’t seen anyone else for five minutes at least. It wasn’t that late. Maybe eleven. There would normally have been a few people out jogging or walking their dogs. He stopped thinking about the Standforth contract and paid more attention to his surroundings. He didn’t want to meet a gang of thugs. One thug didn’t bother him. Nor did two. Growing up in a family of six boys had taught him more than he ever needed to know about fighting, both clean and dirty. But he wasn’t stupid, and an entire gang would be sure to pound the shit out of him. He didn’t have time to spend a week in the hospital recovering from broken bones. Did they even have decent Wi-Fi at the local hospital? How would he answer his e-mails?

Up ahead, he noticed the park lights had been smashed, and the trees made everything dark. That definitely doesn’t look good. I’ll turn back.

A female scream cut though the air. “No! Leave me alone!”

He started to run toward her, and from his left, a jogger he hadn’t noticed raced across the park heading for the trees ahead of him. A punk burst out of the shrubbery holding a backpack across his chest, coming straight toward Kai. Kai launched himself forward, surprising the criminal and smashing him down onto the concrete. The punk dropped the backpack and wiggled away from Kai. Kai grabbed the backpack, figuring the woman’s possessions were more important than giving the criminal a punch.

Gripping the backpack, he raced forward and found the jogger bending over a huddled figure pressed against the tree.

“She’s hurt. Call the paramedics.”

“No, no. I don’t have any money. I’ll be fine.”

“She’s bleeding. She’s not fine.” The jogger’s face was pale and worried in the dim light under the trees.

Kai pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. “I’ll pay for you to see a doctor.”

“I can’t pay you back. I don’t want your charity. I’ll be fine.” She swiped a hand across her face, and Kai caught a glimpse of hollow eyes surrounded by black shadows, streaks of blood, and a swollen belly underneath a too-short, too-tight T-shirt.

Fucking hell. She was injured, argumentative, and pregnant.

Then he had a brilliant idea. “Will you let my mother bandage your injuries at least? She’s a retired nurse.”

“I…” Her voice trailed away, and she slumped against the jogger.

“I’ll take that as a yes. Where’s your car? I walked here.”

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A New Direction for me!

Ever since my very first book was contracted in 2012 (“The Dom Unleashes his Wolf”) I’ve written ménage stories. Always there’s one woman with two or sometimes three men. Most of my books include BDSM, sometimes the really kinky stuff, other times just a little tying up and spanking. And finally most of them have been shape-shifter stories, frequently wolves, although here have also been panthers, and a few other species: a shark, a bear, a hawk.

So when I started thinking about a new series of six brothers in a family, I was waiting for the women to appear in my head. The heroines these brothers would fall in love with. But one after the other all six brothers told me they were gay. They also remained one hundred percent human. Not a shape-shifter among them.

“So how is this supposed to work? I write shape-shifter ménage,” I asked.

Kai, the oldest brother, frowned fiercely at me. “You will write our stories. You will guide each of us to our own Mr. Right.”
Um. Okay.

And the “A Man to Love” series was born.



“I will not tolerate you ungrateful, useless passel of brats any longer. It’s enough that I end up with six sons who are all gay. That I can live with. But it’s long past time some of you—no, all of you—should have found a partner, settled down, and given me grandbabies.”
“A granddaughter.”
The old man ignored his wife’s interruption.
“You are forty years old, Kai. Forty. Four zero. At your age I’d already been married fifteen years and had fathered five sturdy sons. Even you have no excuse, Ross. I’d been married close to five years by your age, and Kai was on the way. This is my ultimatum. By this time next year you are to all have found a person who you seriously believe you can be happy with.” Kai’s father frowned at them from under his thick black eyebrows, his piercing black eyes seeming to see right through Kai’s chest and into his heart. The same brows and eyes he saw every morning in the mirror when he shaved.
“That’s not fair. Kai’s had ten years more than me to—”
“Shut up, Ross.”
Three of his brothers spoke at the same time to his whiny, spoiled-rotten youngest brother. “That’s not fair” had just about been the first words Ross had ever uttered, and thirty years on, nothing had changed.
But finding a man to love wasn’t going to be easy. Kai had worked hard to earn his five million dollars. It took every moment of his day and night. There was no time left for romance. He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.
His two parents, five brothers, and himself were seated around the huge old mahogany dining table they’d eaten at for as long as he could remember. Except these days he mostly had food sent into his office and ate while working. Only his father’s ranting had made him leave work early enough to attend this family meal, and already he was wishing he was back at the office. Abusing a supplier for not delivering an order on time would let him get some of the anger out of his body in a socially acceptable way. Pounding his fists through the dining room drywall, as he wanted to, would only mean he’d be back here again tomorrow replacing it himself.
His parents had never made a fuss when things were broken. But the perpetrator always had to fix it himself and to their father’s high standards, which usually meant they were a hell of a lot more careful after that mistake.
He supposed his father was right. With six sons aged from thirty to forty, a grandchild or two was not an unreasonable expectation, even though they were all gay. Kai had a pair of gay friends who had two children from a surrogate mother, and adoption was also a possibility. Adoption offered the added bonus of ensuring the kid was the granddaughter his mother longed for. Finding a man he wanted to spend the next thirty years with, though, was a lot more difficult. Hell, finding a man he wanted to spend more than thirty minutes with was almost impossible.
He’d long ago given up taking a partner to the formal dinners and parties he had to attend. Either their banal conversation drove him crazy inside ten minutes or their desire to skip the formalities and go straight to bed ruined any hope of him getting any work done. Because that was what partiers and dinners were for Kai—an opportunity to buy and sell and to meet people who could advance the Hill Corporation for him.
Kai was the Hill Corporation, and the business was much more important than presenting his mother with the granddaughter she longed for. Seraphina Hill had given her husband, Wayne, son after son after son, hiding her disappointment at the lack of a girl in the sure knowledge the old man was thrilled with the boys as signs of his virility.
As they grew older, she started mentioning her desire to meet her future daughters-in-law, and when it became obvious that wasn’t going to happen either, she’d started talking about a granddaughter or two.
Well, they weren’t going to come from him. Kai had no time for that rubbish. He had a corporation to run, and he’d already devoted an entire evening to being with his family. He pushed back his chair and walked to his mom’s seat. “Thank you, Mom. The beef was delicious, and I loved the roasted artichokes.”
He glanced at the table full of scowling or thoughtful brothers, said a general, “Good-bye,” and left the dining room.

The first book in the series, "Millionaire Wants Man to Love" (Kai's story) is already available for pre-order. A new book in this series will release every two weeks until all six brothers have told their stories.


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Storm's story is next!

Cara

The Cat Burglars series

“The Cat Burglars” book 1 “Leah's Triplet Mates” (MFMM)

Blurb: Leah Crawford needs to reclaim her father’s stamp albums from Mr. Lutterworth, a con man. Panther shape-shifters Saxon, Hardy, and Bram Stewart are planning to break into that house, too, and she’s in their way. The last thing they need is a feisty amateur getting in the way of professionals like them. Leah’s family badly needs the money selling her father’s stamp albums will bring them. She doesn’t plan to let anyone stop her from retrieving her property, not even if there are three of them, all identical, big, strong, black haired, and delicious looking.
When catching her, tying her up, and locking her in the trunk of their car doesn’t stop Leah for very long, the three men have to think of other ways of attracting her attention. Maybe if they chained her up in their dungeon, naked, that might work?

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“The Cat Burglars” book 2 “Triplet Mates for Maia” (MFMM)

Maia Crawford takes one look at the tall blond panther shape-shifter triplets and knows she wants them. But her older sister, Leah, has just married triplets, and lightning never strikes the same place twice unfortunately. Luckily Chase, Theron, and Draven Reilly are attracted to Maia as well.
The men are in a hurry to get to know Maia because a third set of triplets, the Reed brothers, seem interested in her as well, and no way are the Reillys going to let the Reeds get close to the woman they want.
Maia is sweet and willing and everything three panthers could ever want in a woman, but are things moving much too fast? Should they slow down and back away for a while? Or will the Reeds rush in and claim Maia? Every time they visit or so much as turn around, the Reeds are right there, waiting.

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“The Cat Burglars” book 3 "The Triplets Mate Zoe" (MFMM)

The Reed panther triplets, Vallen, Montague, and Diego, are determined to mate Zoe Crawford. However, she refuses to be just like her sisters, Leah and Maia, with triplet shape-shifter husbands. No matter how handsome and enticing they are, she’s not going to fall in love with them.
For a month now the men have spent three days a week helping at her father’s work, feeding the homeless people alongside Zoe. But nothing will make her pay attention to them. Now Leah and her mates are back from their honeymoon, the Reeds decide it's time to take Zoe out on a real date where she can’t ignore them. Somewhere they can show her how much they want her and teach her the joys of BDSM and ménages.
There’s just one problem. Getting Zoe to agree is a lot harder than they expected.

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“The Cat Burglars” book 4" "A Mate for the Alpha and His Brothers" (MFMM)

Elsie "LC" Parker needs to return a stolen jeweled dagger given to her brother JJ before leaving town forever. The Alpha of the panther pack to whom she takes it has no intention of letting her go. He wants her to be his mate.
Amory craves her with every breath he takes, but he doesn’t want to touch her because he feels guilty about claiming a mate when so many of his men don’t have a woman of their own.
His brothers, Favian and Brayden, really like Elsie as well, but don’t want to claim her and share her when Amory so clearly wants her. They don’t understand why he doesn’t ask her on a date or at least try to kiss her. Amory might be the Alpha of the pack, but when it comes to romance, he obviously needs his brothers’ help to get moving, before Elsie gives up on them all and really does leave.

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“The Cat Burglars” book 5 "Three Mates for Judith" (MFMM)

When Judith Lutterworth’s father, Lewis, tried to have her murdered, the three Meyer brothers, Naftali and identical twins Nelson and Nahum, determined to not just save her, but to choose her for their mate. Simply keeping her safe turned out to be a lot harder than they’d expected. First the pack hid Judi and her mom, Cherise, up on the pack lands for winter. But as soon as they came back to town Lewis and his gang were after the women and their possessions again.

Nahum, Nelson, and Naftali couldn’t romance Judi surrounded by security guards, or under her mother’s watchful gaze. And they dare not take her out alone because of the danger from her father. It takes effort and ingenuity, but kitchen gadgets can be turned into dungeon toys, and by sleeping in her bed they were certain she was safe. But would they ever have the freedom to romance and love her properly the way she deserved?

Buy link: http://www.bookstrand.com/three-mates-for-judith

Now available as an audio book!

"Calling Doctor Wolf" book 1 of "Shape-Shifter Clinic" is now available as an audio book!

Dr. Oscar Thorne inherited his grandparents’ house and is turning it into a hospital for shape-shifters, helped by his best friend, carpenter Danny Davies. The paperwork is never-ending, so he hires office manager Ambrielle Watson to deal with it all. Oscar and Danny are both wolves and both Doms. Ambrielle’s a human and a sub. Is she a perfect match for them both?

Oscar’s cousin George Thorne contests their grandparents’ will, demanding the house and all the land for himself. While their attorney, Sierra Bond, handles the legal side of things, the men concentrate on establishing the hospital, renovating the house, caring for the patients, and wooing Ambrielle. She’s not convinced. She can’t imagine herself in a permanent relationship with two wolves who are also Doms. Besides, what if George does take the hospital away from Oscar? What will happen then?

So now you can buy it as an ebook: http://www.bookstrand.com/calling-doctor-wolf

or from Amazon as an audio book: http://www.amazon.com/Calling-Doctor-Wolf-Shape-Shifter-Clinic/dp/B00LSXSXCA/ref=tmm_aud_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=8-1&qid=1436303484

or even in print!: http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1627400486/bookstrand-20

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