by Flynn Eire
The youngest and one of the smallest of his malamute siblings, Chicago Niska is a computer genius with a knack for getting his virtual fingers into any system he wants. While trying to finagle his way out of one tricky situation he and his family are already in by getting information their leaders want, he stumbles across something that will bring the country, if not the world, to a crashing end.
Now if they can just get what he found to the right people without getting killed in the process.
On the run across the country to the Paranormal Parliament in the hopes of helping all supernatural kind, he and his older brothers don’t have many options for refuge when every law enforcement agency is after them. There’s only one group in the area that has the power and protection they need to shake the heat… And it’s the one place where there seems to be a great deal of history between two of his brothers and the one vouching for them.
But is the price for the help they need more than they’re willing to pay?
Family always comes first to Chicago, so he makes a deal with the devil, and a few vampires on the side, to get the help they need to survive the mission ahead. And after a night of passion and a fantasy come true, Chicago has allies he never dreamed of—one even willing to risk his life, joining their mission to spark a relationship with Chicago. There’s not time for love when you’re trying to save the world though… Is there?
Things never go as planned, and instead of finding the man of his dreams, Chicago realizes he might end up with a broken heart at the end of the journey. It seems silly to worry about that though when millions of lives are at stake if they don’t get the information he found to the right people. Funny how Chicago can’t seem to focus on much else given it’s his first love and his family will probably live with Aurelo’s coven… If they’re still alive by the time they reach their leaders.
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Avoiding Hell’s Gate: Hounds of Hell 1
They Just Come to Collect… It’s Nothing Personal
Stryker Magnus is born into a life no one would ever ask for, pray not to have even. But working for Hell has its perks, such as immortality, and Stryker’s far from evil. He’s really just the delivery man who hates his job.
Rafe Damas lives a lonely life, ignored by his only remaining family—his father. When Stryker and his brothers walk into his life, he’s in shock to learn the hounds of Hell are real… And they are there for him.
But when Stryker goes from trying to take his soul to Hell to protecting him, Rafe starts to fall hard for the man. How could he not for the man who rescued him and is helping him to see all that he’s missed in life?
When he realizes Stryker has a jealous temper and there’s much more going on than Rafe was told, he starts to wonder if he made the right decision to trust Stryker. Even the chance for love—no matter how difficult it may be—has to be better than ending up in Hell, right?
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Love’s Deceit: Warrior Camp 1
Older Doesn’t Mean Wiser
Dimitri Anslow has been in love with Alexander since he came to the warrior camp as a twenty-four-year-old pre-transition trainee. Fifty years later, he finally has the perfect plan to be with Alexander, at least physically.
After their life changing sex, Alexander tells Dimitri that he doesn’t love or want him. Crushed, Dimitri tries everything he can to forget the man, jumping from guy to guy. As Alexander gives him mixed signals, Dimitri tries to come to terms with the fact that his mate may never be his.
Can Dimitri move on from the one that owns his heart or is there something worth fighting for?
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Shifters for Sale: SeXlection 1
The Cost of Happiness Isn’t Always Money
Born a slave, Joss grew up alone, uneducated, unloved, and dreading the day he turned eighteen and began servicing those who came to the brothel. It’s a horrible life for the cat shifters who have no rights and aren’t even seen as people. The only highlight is the massive parties the brothels throw once every few months to draw in potential buyers.
Joss is about to give up the dream of finding a permanent owner—the hope of every slave. But then the mystery man in the white mask buys him, turning his world upside down. While Joss should hate that, all he wants is to make Dencil happy and solve the man’s problems. Will the cost of Joss’s help be more than he can handle?
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Recapturing the Illusion: Open Ended Voyage 1
Not Available Through Your Travel Agent
After six years of never going anywhere, nor getting time to do what he wants, Jonah Mendel is taking a vacation. Needing time away from his demanding job and boss, he decides to finally lose his virginity… Fine, he isn’t a virgin but after a six year dry spell it feels like it.
What better way than a two week, exclusive, invitation only cruise where giving fantasies is their forte?
Part of Whistler Maddos’s job as first mate of the Open Ended is to ensure every guest receives what they are promised. And for Jonah that is the time of his life. But Whistler can’t help wanting Jonah as well… Good thing both desires aren’t mutually exclusive.
While making sure the ship and all the extracurricular activities aboard run smoothly, Whistler focuses on teaching Jonah all about paranormal, learning what else there is to life outside of the office, exploring his sexuality, and about Jonah himself. On what was supposed to be a vacation to remember, not everything turns out sunsets and roses.
When they not only hit rough water but never ending storms at high seas, how far will they go to be together? And will Jonah even be able to survive Whistler’s tutelage without sacrificing who he is?
Or A Different Genre…
The Turning: Dr. Kelly Murphy 1
One Bite Can Change Everything
Graduate medical school, start competitive internship, don’t get cut from the program, become a surgeon. It was a great plan. One Kelly Murphy loved and had dreamed of most of her life… And it was blown to hell in a night with an uninvited bite.
Now she’s missing three days of her life, trying to handle her freaked out best friend and parents who called the police when she went missing, all as she realizes she’s not the same person she was before. She’s different. Like has fangs different.
When he shows up on her doorstep claiming to know what happened to her, Kelly’s not sure that makes things any less confusing. But at least he can guide her, right? Either way, she has a plan and a choice she didn’t make won’t stop her… Even if she might have the urge to bite her patients from now on.
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Accidentally Wolf: Seraphine Thomas 1
Gives New Meaning To Workplace Injury
Special Agent in Charge, Seraphine Thomas, lives for her job at the FBI. One of the youngest female agents with her own team, she thrives in undercover work to make the city she loves safer. But Sera’s on-track life is thrown into chaos when she’s attacked during a bust gone bad and is left figuring out what it means to be a werewolf.
Right away, she learns that she’s more powerful and able to do things that she shouldn’t be able to do so quickly after her transition. The rules of her old life don’t seem to apply to much now that she’s a shifter, and knowing who she can trust is even more complicated.
When she’s transferred to a special branch of the FBI made up of paranormals policing others of their kind and given a promotion, things start looking up—until her abnormal level of power creates a list of enemies for her before she’s even learned who her allies are.
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Wounded: In My Dreams 1
Authors Dream Of Their Happiness Too
Gas station coffee is the highlight of Lily Slone’s boring outing until fate intervenes… Along with the barrel of a gun and a lost soldier who saves her life.
Jasper Huton—a homeless Marine, discarded by his family after returning home from the war wounded—reacted on instinct. But this one act brings him to Lily’s attention, and not because he saves her li
fe. She sees something else in him. Something no one else sees.
Refusing to give up on him when everyone else does, Lily offers Jasper a place to stay and an opportunity to get back on his feet. That one offer will change her world. When they grow closer and Jasper makes Lily’s life so much easier, she’s not sure she can go back to living without him.
As life moves forward and they get into their own rhythm, Lily discover something about Jasper that he’s kept hidden. Will she continue to reach for her happily ever after or will they both remain wounded?
Sneak Peek: Allure of the Wolf
(Seraphine Thomas 2)
Seraphine Thomas, division chief of the FBI and newly made rare siren wolf lycanthrope, makes it through her very first lunar cycle, but that isn’t the only thing on her agenda. To get the agents at MNSTR up and running to her standards, Sera encounters an uphill battle against FBI protocols and personnel she used to respect.
Even as everything starts to work out in her favor, Sera discovers she has way more to learn about being a wolf, embracing her siren, and dealing with her men than she ever thought possible. Add in trying to find a murderer before more bodies show up in downtown Chicago, and she’s got an overflowing plate.
But apparently life wanted to add extras and when she finds out more hideous traditions in the pack, Sera can’t ignore her moral code, no matter who or what she is now. Fighting for the people who need it leaves one clear path everyone sees for Sera but her. Oh, she’s Alpha enough to take over… But will she still be the Sera Thomas she knows if she does?
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“While in training, the standard FBI issue is the Glock 23, .40mm handgun,” Ralph, our certified shooting instructor explained as he held one up. He carefully turned it by the handle, and I could see there wasn’t a clip loaded, which made it almost as safe as a toy gun for the demonstration of what that model Glock looked like.
It was the first day of the new training protocol I was trying to put into place, and I was there with my team, standing at the back of the group, observing. While I had trained at Quantico, it never hurt to have a refresher course. I also wanted to know that he was going to teach my people the right way since I didn’t know him personally and not blow it off because of what we were.
Not human.
The rest of the week the office would be split up for classes. I wanted my immediate team—the five special agents in charge I’d recently promoted—to go first because they’d be in the field with me until they were proficient enough to lead their own teams. While everyone in the office were my agents and team really, they were my go to people and the ones I’d call on when I needed support.
Friday was going to be an open day to pick Ralph’s brain for any extra help needed. I thought that the best way to do it, giving everyone a chance to get some one-on-one time for extra questions.
“Once you qualify there are a variety of weapons that you can choose from.” Ralph gestured over to me, and I pulled out my gun of choice, laying it on the range table so everyone could see it. “Chief Thomas has a Beretta PX4 Storm, 9mm, full-size semi-automatic.” He ejected the clip and made sure there wasn’t one in the chamber before pulling the slide back and locking it into place. “It packs a bigger kick with its recoil and isn’t for everyone.”
“It looks big compared to her hands,” Harris commented, glancing between the gun and my hands.
I met his eyes to let him know I appreciated him being the first to ask an intelligent question and get the ball rolling so others felt this was a safe environment to learn. Training didn’t work otherwise. “I changed out the grip to the smallest one and it fits just fine.” I picked up the gun, unlocked the slide, and demonstrated my normal grip of the gun and how I held it.
“Still too big for my hands,” Davis chuckled, holding up hers to show me. Sure enough, it wouldn’t have fit. Then again she was shorter than me, and it made sense she would have smaller hands.
Ralph taught them how to field strip their new guns and clean them. I more than approved. Maintenance and familiarizing themselves with the Glocks would help them relax and get used to the feel of the weapons. Then he went over how to load the magazines, arm the gun, and get into a comfortable stance.
After two hours, I was impressed. Ralph covered everything I would have and then some. He was thorough, patient, and adapted his lesson plan to what anyone needed. Harris and Cooper were on one side of the range with me, having already gone through qualifiers. Harris had trained at the Indianapolis police academy and Cooper was a former Army Ranger.
I didn’t need to worry about them with shooting training. And I did appreciate them gracefully accepting the refresher course this was for them, so the three of us were trading guns and seeing who could score highest.
I got the phone call I’d been dreading since I found out Vlad and Noah where plotting the expo fight. I’d agreed to a sparring match with Noah when he had been helping me move into my new house. I guess everyone had been discussing the way I’d kicked some wolf ass at my first full-moon gathering with the Chicago pack. Noah had taken the position that if I ever fought someone who had paranormal strength and hand-to-hand combat training, I wouldn’t win. My team had disagreed.
And opened a can of rabid worms.
I had agreed to the fight if Noah would train my office in fighting tactics like I learned at Quantico. Paranormals weren’t allowed in with the human FBI trainees because we had an unfair advantage and the potential for creating severe injuries. When sparring with people who could have claws and fangs, there were more risks involved.
So, in the interest of getting all the people in my office certified as field agents, I’d made a bargain with the devil—in a manner of speaking. Noah and I had a side bet as well. If I won, he’d do any follow-up training I’d need. If he won, then he’d be my moon mate the next full moon. It seemed like a win/win idea, even if the terms were overly personal and made me uncomfortable. It was a risk and sacrifice I was willing to make for my people.
Why was he the devil then?
He went to Vlad, the Chicago vampire Master, to set it up. Here I figured we were going to have a friendly sparring match at a gym where all our friends could watch. No extra chance for major mortification when I went up against a vampire who fought in the Crusades and got my ass handed to me.
Wow, was I wrong. I really had to make sure that I made the details clear going forward. I now understood that old saying the devil was in the details. I’d never quite comprehended that one before. Honestly, I’d thought it was a shot at attorneys and contracts.
Apparently not.
“What do you mean the fight is going to be at a casino?” I growled into the phone.
“Well Vlad figured you wouldn’t allow betting unless it was legal and in a gambling-zoned area,” Noah explained, seeming completely oblivious as to how pissed I was. “It’s set for eight on Friday night.”
“You said you’d give me a week’s notice.” Now I was freaked and looking for any way out of this. My legs suddenly felt weak, and I found myself sitting on the nearest bench outside the shooting range as one thought echoed in my mind. They seriously thought I’d be okay with fighting in a casino’s boxing ring? I couldn’t seem to get past that one idea.
“Really? That’s what you’re focused on?” He gave a dramatic sigh. “We gave you a workweek’s worth of notice. Close enough. Unless you just want to chicken out and be my moon mate this month?”
“No, I gave my word,” I answered tightly, barely keeping my rage under control. I heard the phone creak in my hand and I loosened my hold. “But you know this wasn’t what I was talking about when I agreed to this. I’m not a fan of being taken advantage of Noah, and I won’t forget this.” I hung up before he could reply.
Childish? Probably, but I figured that was better than saying what else I had on my mind. Or vomiting while we were on the phone. Yeah, that was always really bad too.
“Chief?” Harris asked as I pinched the bridge of m
y nose and tried to calm down. I’d been so preoccupied I hadn’t noticed him or Cooper step outside as well. “Why don’t you go for a run during lunch? We’ve got this.”
“I can’t just leave work to go for a run anytime I get upset.” I wanted to roll my eyes at the idea, but he was just trying to help.
“Yeah, you can,” he countered, squeezing my shoulder gently. “There are perks that come with being part of MNSTR. What we are is taken into account, and we’re given certain allowances for it. Take lunch at the pack lands and go for a run.”
“You need it, Chief,” Cooper encouraged gently. “Your eyes have already shifted.”
That snapped me back from the conversation long enough to take stock of myself. They were right. “Okay.” I nodded and focused on letting my eyes change back. I grabbed my gear from inside, slipped my gun into my holster, and made a mental note to clean it later.
As I headed out, I was grateful for the suggestion because, honestly, a run sounded great.
I let the news about the fight sink in on the drive over. A smaller part of me wished I could get called out of state on a case now that I was assigned to a different division and there were so few MNSTR offices. Okay, fine, a big part of me, but that really wouldn’t solve much besides maybe getting the fight out of the casino.