Mystical Xmas: Paranormal Romance Anthology Box Set

by Anthology

  Redfox laughs and looks down at his wife, Marsha. “Honey, don’t listen to him. He likes to bark but he’s all soft inside.” He grins, looking over at Panther’s frown.

  Redfox is a tall redhead with dark blue eyes. He’s 6”, strong, and smart. He truly looks like a Viking. Redfox is Scott Campbell. Redfox is sly, agile, and sleek. He’s amazing at concealment, suspicious of everything, and a total tech geek.

  Cosmic grins, looking at Razer 8. He shakes his head, amused. He looks out the window, thinking about his mate. Hell, I know she’s out there but I still have to find her.

  Cosmic is a handsome white weretiger, who has beautiful sapphire blue eyes. Cosmic is tall, strong and blonde. His face is a masterfully sculpted work of nature. His special abilities are rare for a weretiger. He can teleport and he’s able to heal. He’s the monarch of his realm. He takes a drink of his Corona.

  Red walks over to talk to Cosmic. “Hey, do you want to go to Hells Night after the party. I’m ready for some loving.”

  Austin Moore aka Red, is telepathic, but not empathic. His other ability is unusual for a werewolf. He can become invisible.

  Cosmic turns to nod, he laughs. “Hell, yes, Red. I’m ready.” He takes a drink of his Corona, grinning. He turns to look at Fierce.

  Rage and Hunger teleport into the party. They’re Vhampiers’ Prince Maximilian Vlastimir, Rage, and his brother, Prince Michael Vlastimir, Hunger. Rage is next in line to the throne in their realm.

  They walk over to talk to Fierce and Cosmic who are standing on the other side of the room near the Christmas tree.

  Fierce waves his hand to insulate them in a clear capsule. “Hey, I’m glad you came. I wanted to give you some intel on the last incident this morning. The renegades won’t let up. We have to locate them and we need to stop them.” Fierce looks at them.

  Rage looks out into the party and then turns back to talk to Fierce. “We need to go back up north and stay there for a while. We need to look into everything and monitor everyone in those small towns. It shouldn’t be hard to keep track of who lives there and who’s visiting.”

  Rage runs his hand through his hair. He closes his eyes. Hell yes, I need to see that beautiful paramedic, Yvette Gomez. She pushes my buttons like no one ever has. He opens his eyes, nodding at Fierce.

  Fierce taps his fingers on the wall. Hmm, Rage could be right. They could stay up there to monitor the communities. That would make it a lot easier to catch the renegades.

  Hunger closes his eyes. Hell yes, maybe I can run into that detective, Destiny Adkins. Damn, she’s sweet. Hell, my body reacts to her memory. He moves his feet to lean against the wall to make some room in his pants. He adjusts his swollen cock.

  Fierce nods turns to look at them. “Sounds like a plan. I would like you two to stay up there for a while. We need to get more intel because these renegades could ruin the supernatural community lifestyle on earth.”

  Rage nods and walks over closer to Fierce and Hunger. “I’m ready. What about you, Hunger?”

  “Yeah, I’d love to spend some time up north. I loved the area.” Hunger nods, grinning.

  Rebel teleports right after them. He’s Prince Gregory Vlastimir, Rebel. He’s the youngest vhampier prince. Rebel has Amber wrapped real tight in his arms. Her stomach is big from her pregnancy.

  Rebel looks down into her beautiful green eyes, searching for any signs of pain. “Baby, you’re still ok? I keep thinking that my babies will be here soon.”

  Amber blushes. She looks at the crowd watching them. She looks up at Rebel. “Baby, I’m good.”

  Cassie sees Amber and she pulls away from Thunder. She rushes over squealing. “Amber, you look huge. When are you going to have the twins? Geeze, that’s been a long pregnancy.”

  Amber blushes, she smiles at her sister Cassie. She holds onto Rebel. “Ah Cassie, you know that my babies are special because they’re also vhampiers. They need more time to develop. You did bring William Anthony with you? I want to see the cute little cub.” Amber nods, blushing.

  Cassie laughs, nodding. “Yeah, we did bring William Anthony because we knew that there were going to be other babies around. He’s sleeping.” Thunder walks up to them and pulls Cassie into his arms, smiling at Rebel and Amber.

  “Hey, how you two doing?” Thunder looks at them, holding Cassie close.

  Rebel grins, then he looks down at Amber, rubbing her tummy. “We’re doing great and we’re waiting for the twins.” He grins, looking at the crowd.

  Red laughs and whistles. “Hell Rebel, you really scored. Who would have thought that a vhampier would get a wolf pregnant? And with twins! Hell, what a feat!” Austin Moore aka Red, is also telepathic. His other ability is unusual for a werewolf. He can become invisible.

  Rebel grins nodding. “Hell yes! I’m the luckiest bastard around.” He holds Amber close, rubbing her tummy. He feels his babies kick and move. He grins down at her, winking.

  Amber blushes and grins at them. “I’m hungry.”

  They laugh and move away. “Amber, the food is over here.” Storm calls out and waves at her.

  Amber waddles over to Storm, blushing. “Geeze, that was really embarrassing having all of the men look at me. It’s not like I look cute.” She pushes her long hair back over her shoulder.

  Rebel holds her in his arms, standing behind her. He smiles down at her. Yeah, she’s beautiful. My Baby is a beautiful woman and I’m so pleased that she’s mine.

  Chapter Four

  Connor pushes away from the wall and strides quickly over to Blush. Hell yes, I’m going to ask her to dance. Everyone is dancing with their mates. She’s mine and I’m not going to sit back and wait. I’m here to get her. I’m here to seduce her into my arms.

  Blush leans against the bar counter top, tapping her fingers to the beat. She bites her lower lip. Yeah, I have to control my need to look at him because I know that I will then want to talk to him. I can’t, I’m engaged.

  She turns around to the bartender. She moves a strand of black shiny hair back behind her right ear. “I would love an iced mocha.” She smiles at him, flashing her cute dimples.

  The bartender, Gage Bryant, is a werewolf that works for Phantom and Storm at the Wolff Dynasty Estate with his younger sister, Terri. He dreams of making it big with his werewolf band, the Wolf Howl. Terri helps Storm with little baby Sven.

  He blinks, nodding at her. He grins at her and starts to make the mocha. He watches Connor approach Blush.

  Blush leans her arms on the bar counter top, watching him make the ice mocha. Hmm, anything is better than turning around to look for that hot dragon. I wonder who he is and who invited him?

  Connor approaches her and leans in right next to her, resting his right arm on the bar counter top. “Why so alone?” He whispers softly near her ear. He inhales her delicious spicy flowery scent, exploding into fiery need.

  Oh yeah, I love her scent, and she’s so fucking aroused. I know this because our bodies’ scent is strong when we’re aroused by our mates. I know that her pussy is sweet, wet, and so ready for me to bury my swollen aching cock. He moves to adjust his cock in his suddenly too-tight pants.

  Blush startles and slowly turns to look at him. She gazes right into his beautiful clear turquoise eyes.

  Wow, omg. I’m falling into his soul, I can feel it, and I can’t stop myself. Omg, his soul is burning into mine. I can’t breathe. My breasts are swollen. My nipples are tight, and sensitive. I can feel the fabric scrape my nipples. Yes, he’s right here next to me and I can smell his yummy scent. My pussy is swelling and aching. I know that he’s aroused.

  Blush blinks quickly and takes a step back. I can’t feel this for a stranger. I can’t fall for this gorgeous man because I’m engaged. I know he’s a dragon and he must be my mate. What should I do? These feelings are powerful, calling my ingrained instinct to mate with him. She bites her lower lip, confused.

  Connor reaches out for her, grasping her arm. He pulls her back close to his side. He
gazes down, devouring her with his eyes.

  “Wicked Blush, don’t run from me. I would love to have a dance.” A delicious chill runs up their arms, exploding into fiery heat throughout their bodies. They gaze into each other’s eyes for a few minutes, stunned.

  Blush gazes at him, blinking rapidly to break the spell that she’s falling into. Oh my, my entire body is on fire. I need my mocha! I need to escape these feelings.

  Blush turns to the bartender, raising an eyebrow. “My mocha?” She blushes, tapping her right hand fingers on the counter top.

  The bartender nods, hands her the crystal glass with iced mocha. He walks away to make the other drinks.

  Connor holds onto her forearm, moving his right hand thumb over her veins on her wrist. He inhales deeply, closing his eyes as he takes in her scent.

  He opens his beautiful clear turquoise eyes to look at her exquisite profile. Omg, she’s absolutely my soul mate. She’s mine, my dragonette, and my woman. How in the hell will I be able to control myself? I need to desperately love her. I can’t tell her who I am because she’ll run away. I know she will. Connor closes his eyes, inhaling deeply and shuddering again.

  I can feel her fiery blood rush through her veins. I know she’s fighting it. Sweet deity, I can’t wait to taste her sweet spicy pussy.

  Blush takes a drink of her iced mocha to calm her fiery blood. She stands still, waiting for him to leave. Yes, maybe he’ll leave if I don’t talk to him.

  Connor waits for her to drink her iced mocha. He drinks his coke. He slowly and softly rubs her wrist, enjoying the feel of her fiery blood.

  She takes another drink, smiling. Oh yeah, this mocha is strong and I’m so relaxed. I don’t see any reason why I shouldn’t dance with this hot man. I’m not married yet, and he is my mate. My body is linked to his. Maybe I can stay on earth forever.

  She turns to smile at him, nodding. “Ok, I would love to dance.”

  Connor smiles his beautiful smile, lighting up his eyes. He’s breathtakingly gorgeous. “Wicked Blush, you don’t know how much I desire to dance with you.”

  Blush eyes shine brightly and she smiles up at him. Oh yeah, I love his eyes and his lips look so, so yummy. I wonder who he is and where’s he from?

  Blush takes a drink of her iced mocha. She drinks the entire large crystal glass full of mocha and she’s totally relaxed.

  Connor takes her hand and laces their fingers, shuddering from the intense heat rushing though him. He moves his left hand to unbutton his tuxedo jacket.

  Oh hell, I’m going to die tonight. She has me totally turned on and desperate. He pulls her into his arms, close, and tight. He leans down to rest his head next to hers. He wraps his arms around her small waist.

  Blush places her hands on his waist, closing her eyes.

  Oh yeah, I can feel her sweet tight nipples against my chest. Hell, I want to teleport out of here but I can’t. I have to be patient.

  Blush inhales deeply, shuddering. Omg, his scent is an aphrodisiac. I’m so wet and hot for him. I can’t feel this for him. I need some air to clear my head and these feelings. I have to escape him.

  Connor holds her tight, trembling. I want to kiss her but I won’t because everyone will see and they don’t know who I am. I don’t want Fire to kill me.

  Blush pulls back and smiles up at him. “I’m really dizzy and I would like to go out to the patio for some fresh air.”

  Connor nods, smiling. “Ok.” He takes her hand and they walk out to the patio and down the walkway into the forest.

  They come to a stop at the cliff that overlooks into the ocean. The mist is dense and it’s impossible to see the view.

  Blush walks to the edge of the cliff and takes several deep breaths, relieved. She looks up into the sky, looking for her realm.

  I really want to go home and fly. It’s been so long since I’ve been home or been able to fly in my dragonette form.

  Connor walks up to her and stands right behind her, resting his hands on her hips possessively.

  Blush turns around and gazes up into his beautiful eyes. “What’s your name?” She looks at his lips, licking her lower lip.

  Connor watches her closely, feeling her heat and need. He watches her lick her delicious full lips. “Dominic.” He moves his eye up to gaze into hers. He slowly smiles at her, pulling her close.

  Blush places her hands on his wide shoulders, smiling up at him. “I like your name. Where are you from? How long have you’ve been here?”

  Connor smiles down at her. He leans in closer to whisper. “I’m from Dracostar and I’ve been here for a while.” I’m not lying because it’s been a couple days, that’s a while.

  He pulls her closer, moving his arms to wrap around her small waist. “Wicked Blush, would it be possible to steal a sweet kiss form you?”

  Blush blinks, blushes, nods at him. “Yes.” She whispers in a low voice.

  Connor urgently leans in to kiss her full lips, growling. Blush opens her mouth to taste his kiss. She returns his kiss, matching his wild hunger.

  He invades and brands her mouth with his bonding scent. He sucks her tongue and strokes the top of her mouth, drugging her with his essence.

  The lights are dimmed low and the party is rocking. Red walks over to the stairway and takes a seat with his whiskey. He closes his eyes, thinking about becoming invisible.

  I should disappear and not become invisible. I can leave now to the Hells Night club. I’m not interested in any of the single werewolves in the packs. There are a few that started to arrive a while ago from several packs.

  He leans his elbows back on the step above him. He shakes out his long strawberry blond hair, closing his blue eyes.

  Terri walks down the hall and slowly down the stairs. She looks out into the hall, grinning.

  Oh yeah, baby Sven is sleeping like a little angel. I’m so happy that Storm and Phantom trust me with him. I can’t wait to have my own family. I have a mistletoe that Storm gave me. She thinks it would be fun if I start a game with the mistletoe with the pack.

  Terri looks down and stops. She squints to look at Red sitting on the stairway. She gasps, raising her hand to her mouth to silence her outburst.

  Omg, my mate is such a hunk. Every time I see him I feel butterflies in my tummy. His scent drugs me, he’s my mate. I know that he’s never seen me look at him or that he’s ever smelled my scent. I know he’s really picky about everything. Storm knows him well.

  Terri takes another step down, holding onto the gilded stair rail. Oh wow, this is my chance. Should I? It will only be a small quick kiss. Geeze, I don’t have anything to lose.

  She takes another step and raises her arm, holds the mistletoe above his head and leans down to kiss him.

  What the fuck! He tastes her sweet kiss, sliding his tongue into her hot sweet mouth. He kisses her for a moment, enjoying her taste.

  He pushes her away, narrowing his eyes. Who in the hell is she? He looks into her huge hazel eyes and down to her soft sweet lips. Hell, I’ll be damned! She’s a beauty. She’s claiming my soul, her scent is mouthwatering. She’s my mate.

  Terri returns his gaze, feeling his soul latch onto hers. She looks at his beautiful lips. Hmm, I want another kiss. “Merry Christmas.” She whispers, leaning in for another kiss.

  Red inhales deeply to control his rapid emotions. Fuck, Merry Christmas. He pulls back to gaze into her beautiful soft hazel eyes. “You’re my gift?”

  Terri blushes, smiles, and nods. “Yes.” Oh yeah, I’m his now and forever. I want him, he’s mine, my mate.

  He pulls her back into his arms, growling. I love the sweet intoxicating scent that’s unleashing a fiery hunger in me. He explores every inch of her sweet mouth.

  Oh yes, he’s so hot. I’m happy that he likes my kisses. She wraps her arms around his neck, returning his hungry kiss. She drops the mistletoe on the step.

  Hell, I’m falling under her spell. She feels so right in my arms. She started this insane hungry and she has to feed i
t.

  He moves his hand slowly up her leg to her thigh, and growls. He caress her silky soft skin. He deepens the kiss, devouring her mouth.

  He moves his mouth down her neck, sucking and marking her. Yeah, she’s mine, I know it. He moves his had up to cup her tight ass. He grasps her ass, moaning. Hell, she has a perfect ass.

  Omg, omg, he’s really touching me. I can feel his hard cock. He’s driving me insane. I need to stop him. I can’t allow him to go any further. Geeze, he doesn’t know my name.

  Terri pushes back, blinking up at him. She smiles shyly. “Austin, not here.”

  He waits for her to explain, wondering what game this is. Wow, she knows my name and she’s giving herself to me. Why? Who is she? He inhales deeply shuddering, erupting into a raging passion. Hell, she’s my mate.

  Terri pulls him closer. She whispers in his ear. “Austin, I’m your mate, Terri Bryant.”

  Red gazes into her passionate eyes, nods. “You’re my Christmas gift, you’re my mate. I’m not going to let you go.” He pulls her back into his arms, kissing her deeply.

  About The Author

  P.T. Macias (Patricia), resides in Sacramento, California with her loving husband, children, and family. She adores her four beautiful grandchildren. She was born and raised in San Jose, California.

  Patricia loves going on cruises, concerts, white peaches, pistachio ice cream, and margaritas. She’s an avid reader and enjoys reading romance paranormal intrigue suspense thrillers.

  She loves writing about drama, suspense, and intrigue. She throws in a dash of love and passion. Patricia is intrigued with the different types and depths of love. Love is powerful and motivates an individual. She’s fascinated with the physiological, spiritual, and psychological process that love creates. The range and facets of love an individual is capable of feeling is what she strives to illustrate in her stories.

  Patricia loves the paranormal genre. She finds this genre an exciting challenge and enjoys writing about the sexy vhampiers, werewolves, dragons, and other entities. Her greatest thrill in writing the paranormal genre is the limitless range of characteristics, powers, and weaknesses available to develop my characters' and entities' realms.