ROMANCE: SHIFTER: Shifter to the Max Collection (Dragon, Bear, Wolf and Panther Shifter Romances) (Paranormal Fantasy Romance Collection)
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Table of Contents
SHIFTER TO THE MAX
COLLECTION
ALPHA BEAR OF MONTANA RIDGE
STORY DESCRIPTION
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
BILLIONAIRE ALPHA TAKES HIS MATE
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
CLAIMED BY THE ALPHA UNDERBOSS
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
CLAIMED BY THE NEW ALPHA
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
DRAGON LOVED
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
HOME IS WERE MY BEAR IS
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Epilogue
LOVING THE ALPHA
STORY DESCRIPTION
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
EPILOGUE
MATING THE ALPHA
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
MATING THE PANTHER
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter one
Chapter two
Chapter three
Chapter four
Chapter five
Chapter six
Chapter seven
Chapter eight
Chapter nine
Chapter ten
Chapter eleven
Chapter twelve
Chapter thirteen
Chapter fourteen
Chapter fifteen
Chapter sixteen
Chapter seventeen
MONDAY NIGHT MVP
(Most Valuable Panther)
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
SHADOW SPECTER
DEPARTMENT99
BOOK 2
Caleb and Lillian’s Story
STORY DESCRIPTION
part 1
NOWHERE TO HIDE
part 2
CHACHI’S GHOST
part 3
THE DEAD OF NIGHT
part 4
LOVE AT LAST
SHADOW WALKER
DEPARTMENT 99 BOOK 1
Karyn and Killian’s Story
STORY DESCRIPTION
part 1
THE DEPARTMENT
part 2
TRIAL BY FIRE
part 3
MIND GAMES
part 4
DESCENDED
part 5
RETRIBUTION
SNOWBOUND WITH THE ALPHA
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
THE WEREBEAR’S MAIL ORDER MATE
STORY DESCRIPTION
Chapter one
Chapter two
Chapter three
Chapter four
Chapter five
Chapter six
Chapter seven
Chapter eight
Chapter nine
Chapter ten
Chapter eleven
Chapter twelve
Chapter thirteen
Chapter fourteen
Chapter fifteen
Chapter sixteen
Chapter seventeen
Chapter eighteen
Chapter nineteen
Epilogue
BONUS SHORTS
MY VALENTINE WOLF
STORY DESCRIPTION
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
Chapter 5
UNINVITED STRANGER
STORY DESCRIPTION
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
FULL MOON LOVER
STORY DESCRIPTION
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
EPILOGUE
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ALPHA BEAR OF MONTANA RIDGE
STORY DESCRIPTION
Curvy Amber Flynn has been lost for years.
Ever since the tragedy, Amber has been wandering the country from place to place with no home and no future crashing with any friend or relative who will shelter her until her welcome is worn out and it’s time to move on.
Now, with nowhere else to go, it’s time for Amber to return home to face her past – a past that includes the love she left behind, Ryder Barrett.
There always has been and always will be only one woman for bear shifter Ryder Barrett, and that woman is Amber Flynn.
Amber left him and the town years ago after suffering a terrible tragedy. But, Amber’s come home, and this time Ryder is not going to let her go.
CHAPTER 1
“Look, Amber, I’m sorry it has to be this way,” Laura fretted, “But you haven’t had a job in weeks, and Tori and me…we need a roommate who can help with the bills.”
Amber ran her tongue over her teeth and took a deep breath. She stuffed her last t-shirt into her carry-all and took a look around the place she’d called home for the last six months.
Strangely enough, she sure had a very few number of items to pack up for someone who had lived here for that long.
“Laura, it’s okay. Jobs and me? We haven’t been working out so well lately. I get it.” Amber said. She quickly glanced around the room to make sure none of her personal items were left behind. Nope. She was an independent woman. She pawed through her sacks and bags stacked on top of the bed. “Here. I have some money.” From a pocket deep within the lining of a knapsack, Amber pulled out some bills and shoved them towards Laura.
Laura reached out and took the money. She stood stock-still for just a moment and blinked at her hands. “Four hundred dollars? You had four hundred dollars? You’re giving me four hundred dollars now?” Her voice rose in volume and pitch with each question. “When Tori and I were scraping pennies together to try to make the rent payment last week, you had four hundred dollars in a pocket? When I had to call and beg my mom, my mom for God’s sake, to buy us groceries until our next payday, you had four hundred dollars? When…” she stuttered to a stop.
It was Amber’s turn to just stand and blink. “It’s my emergency fund. In-the-hospital-or-stranded-on-the-side-of-the-road money. I try never to touch it at all.” Amber cleared her throat uncomfortably. “Well, I better go.” She slung each of her many bags over her shoulders or draped them on an arm until she resembled something akin to a bunch of grapes. She waddled her way past Laura, who was still staring incredulously at the bills in her hands, and down the hallway to the apartment door. For a little while she’d been happy here.
“Laura? Thank you! And tell Tori thank you, as well. I appreciate you taking me in when you did. I’ll see you around.” She called back over her shoulder as she struggled to reach for the doorknob.
“Wait… Just, wait.” Laura’s protest drifted down the hall to Amber. Just as she got her fingers closed about the knob and was able to give it a firm twist, she felt Laura sidle up alongside her. Amber looked up quizzically. “You were a great roommate. Always kept your stuff tidy and even cleaned up after us. Ran our errands if we didn’t have time to do something, and ran interference if we didn’t have the guts to do something. I’m glad you were here. Where will you go? Where should I forward your mail?”
“Oh, mail…Um.” Amber closed her brown eyes briefly and when she opened them again, they were firm and decided. “Send my mail to Jade Flynn, 874 Huckleberry St, Prospector’s Ridge, Montana. My sister can hold on to it for me until I get my footing again.”
“You’re going back to The Ridge? I thought you said you’d never…”
“Well, the saying ‘Never say never’ seems to always bite me on the ass. I wish it worked on ‘I’ll never win the lottery’ or ‘I’ll never lose 20 pounds’ the way it seems to work with ‘I’ll never go back there’ and ‘I’ll never do that again.’” Amber laughed a bit bitterly. “It’s all good. Part of me is actually looking forward to going back. I’ve been having these dreams lately…” Her voice trailed off.
“Dreams? You don’t believe in dreams. No dreams, crystals, meditation, incense. I think even aromatherapy is too New Wave for you.” With the assurance of her share of next month’s rent in her pocket, Laura could afford to be generous with her time and attention, for a few more minutes.
“No… I leave that to Jade, her stock and trade, quite literally. Maybe I’ve caught some kind of bug. When I get to The Ridge, no doubt she’ll fill the air with smoke and my belly with herbs. I’ll get well out of self-defense.” Amber pulled the door wide and turned sideways so her person with its layers of bags could fit through the doorway easily. “I’ll see you, Laura. Thanks again. And when you and Eli decide to tie the knot, send me an invitation, okay?”
Laura nodded agreement and stood in the door a moment watching Amber shuffle and totter down the hall to the staircase. Maybe she should help? No, Amber was a grown woman who could take care of herself. She’d be just fine. Laura closed the door firmly, turned to the kitchen alcove where her laptop was set up, and began formulating the want ad for a third roommate.
***
I need a keeper, Amber thought viciously to herself. I can’t even take care of myself for a single day! How did I ever think I would be fine on this road trip back to The Ridge? She leaned her forehead onto the steering wheel of her ten-year-old Mazda and stared morosely at the instruments on the dashboard. No matter how much wish-power she directed into it, one of those gauges stubbornly refused to move.
“Damn Montana freeways. Damn automobiles and combustible engines. Damn empty bank accounts. Damn Prospector’s Ridge for being twenty-five miles on the other side of nowhere. And damn me for thinking I could make it and didn’t need to use that gas station fifteen miles back. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn.” With each damn, Amber softly beat her head on the steering wheel as if to knock some sense into it. Her brown hair, meanwhile, had come loose of its tie and was falling about her face, secluding her from the world for just a moment. That’s fine, just fine. I’ll hide here and no one will see me or notice me, and that’ll solve all sorts of problems. I can die here and the bears can eat my body, plenty of sustenance to take back to the cubs. Tears welled up and began to trickle down Amber’s cheeks. She placed both hands over her mouth and began to sob.
A knock on her car window completely unnerved her. She screamed and flinched away from the window, expecting the glass to break and a hand to come through at any second. When that didn’t happen, she decided to bite the bullet and look out the window.
Casting a long shadow over the hood of her c
ar stood a police officer in full uniform! A savior! Amber pressed the down window button, but nothing happened. Belatedly, she realized she had turned off her car to preserve the battery. She twisted the key in the ignition to get power and tried again. With a soft hum, the window slid down its tracks.
“Ma’am? Are you all right?” Crisp, no-nonsense words were music to her ears. Amber was sure she looked a fright. She began to smooth back her hair from her face, and use the back of one hand to wipe the tears from her cheeks.
“Yes. No. I mean…” Amber stuttered to a stop.
“Ma’am?”
Amber took a deep, calming breath. “Physically, I am fine. I ran out of gas before I could make it to The Ridge. My calculations were off.”
“Have you called for a tow? For a friend to come bring you some gas or a ride?” he inquired patiently.
“Erm. No, sir.” Amber replied, “I don’t have a cell phone. Well, I have a cell phone, but I don’t have cell service right now. I mean, not because of where we are but because of who I am. Not that I am anyone special. Because I’m not.” Babbling, Amber chastised herself, and you probably smeared your makeup everywhere. Bet you look like Halloween is early this year.
“I’m quite sure you’re special in your own way, ma’am. May I see your license and registration, please?”
“My…? Of course.” Amber scrabbled through her purse to pull out the items, wondering why the officer needed them. Could a person get a ticket for running out of gas on the side of the highway? Surely it wasn’t a law in Montana now that everyone had to have a working cell phone… Wouldn’t she have heard that by now? She handed them over to the officer and searched for his nametag. F. Fisher. “Officer Fisher? Could you call for a tow or for gas? Or even call my sister for me? She’ll be closing up the shop now and could come help me.”
Officer Fisher leaned over to hand her back her documents, “Be happy to, ma’am. Amber Flynn? Jade’s sister?”
Amber’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Well, yes, how did you know?”
“I was a grade ahead of your sister all throughout school. Had the biggest crush on her when I was in tenth grade. Too bad…” A smile broke out on his face, and to Amber’s surprise, two deep boyish dimples appeared in his cheeks. “C’mon. Hop out. I’ll take you to your sister’s and make sure she’s there and can help you get back here to get your car.” With a flourish of his arm, he lifted the door handle and swung open her car door.
Amber knew she must look terrible. She rolled up the window, removed the key from the ignition, and climbed out of the car. She brushed at the t-shirt she’d worn for the last two days, surreptitiously checking for stains or crumbs. Her jeans sagged from being worn too many times between washings, and, of course, her hair had come loose of its tie. She’d wished she’d not even bothered with make-up that morning, since she knew it had streaked down her face, but such was not her luck.