Werepuma and sheltered virgin Kara Vinsenz has no idea how to entice men, furry or otherwise. She contacts Madame Eve of the 1Night Stand matchmaking service in a desperate attempt to avoid a terrible arranged marriage to a psychopathic shifter. In a daring move that goes against her confined upbringing, she poses as her twin sister to escape her family compound in the hopes of meeting an Alpha and a Beta strong enough to be her mates. She waits to meet them until she goes into heat and is totally unprepared for the consequences of her actions.

Ben Harkil and Jude Carson are on the hunt for the perfect Alpha female to complete their Pride and when they meet Kara, they believe their prayers have been answered. What starts out as a 1Night Stand ends up being so much more when Kara realizes that her lies may have doomed from the start the only love that can save her and her Pride from a madman.


Genre: Paranormal, erotic romance, shapeshifters, IR, multiple partners

Heat level: 4
Word count – 13k

Cover art by Fiona Jayde





~Excerpt~

Ben held perfectly still as the beautiful female before him took a small step closer. He had no idea why she’d fled into the tree, but it wasn’t fear of him. She was fierce, deadly, and magnificent.

The muscles in her legs flexed as she took another step forward, and it took all of his concentration not to back away from her. He must confront her and see what she was made of before he let Jude near her. If she failed his test, they would still have a fun romp together, but no bonding would occur between them.

He deliberately tried to stare her down and her power hurt as it pushed at him, demanding his obedience. Deep inside his soul, his cat snarled and paced, annoyed at being kept from the female. She stood close enough that her scent should have enveloped him, but it was no stronger than before. If anything, he almost couldn’t smell her.

Heart racing in his chest, he trembled as she hovered less than an inch away, the heat of her body pressing against his chest. He would love nothing more than to free her fantastic breasts from the halter top barely holding them in place, but protocol needed to be observed. She was considered royalty among the werepumas and he didn’t want to offend her.

He also didn’t want her to think that he was a pushover.

With a warning growl rumbling in his chest, he fought the desire to offer her his throat. Doing so would signify his acknowledgement of her as his dominant, his Alpha female. She gave him a small smile and her pupils dilated with desire as she very deliberately rubbed her cheek back and forth on his chest, marking him with her scent...or lack of scent.







Author Bio:

Ann is Queen of the Castle to her wonderful husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she's been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened.

From a young age she's been fascinated by myths and fairytales, and the romance that often was the center of the story. As Ann grew older and her hormones kicked in, she discovered trashy romance novels. Great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she's never looked back.

Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her 'sexy space' and has learned to type one handed while soothing a cranky baby.