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Jaxon
Flores has finally returned home to Shore Point pack. He's father is going to train him to take his
rightful place as the next Pack Alpha.
He arrives home the day before Christmas Eve—unsure and unprepared for
what lies ahead for him.
Nick
Ashby co-owns and runs a small café. He
carries secrets that only the ones closest to him are privy to. Life dealt him a bad hand as he grew up with
an unforgiving father—one who happens to be the town Reverend.
When
Nick's past and future walk into the café, will he finally get his Christmas
Wish?
Excerpt from Nick's Christmas Wish
Shore Point Pack Book 0.5
By Jess Buffett
The girl behind the counter broke
through his trance, calling over and distracting the waiter. “Damn,” he muttered in disappointment.
His mood lightened, however, when
he realized the girl had called the other man over so he could deliver Jaxon’s
drink. Suddenly he wanted to kiss her.
He tracked the young man’s steps,
each one bringing him closer and closer, the alluring smell growing stronger. His cock perked up, hardening in his jeans,
the metal teeth of his zipper pressing so hard he swore he would have indents
soon.
“Here you go, sir. Is there anything else I can get you?”
Honey brown eyes stared at Jax
through thick, black lashes and mesmerized him.
“As a matter of fact, there is,”
his voice had dropped, low and husky as he breathed in more of his mate’s
scent.
“S-sorry?” The young man’s eyes
widened as Jax stood, moving closer.
“No need to be sorry. You’re my mate, but you already knew that
didn’t you?” he whispered into the young Panther’s ear. Jax felt his body tremble as he pressed them
closer together. “So how about you tell
me your name?”
“M-my name?”
Jax gave a lazy chuckled. “Yes, sweetheart. I’d like to know the name of the man I plan
to spend eternity with.”
“E-eternity?” He could feel the other man relax against him
slightly, hear his brain turning over and spinning in confusion. He also knew the moment the younger man’s
brain caught up with what was going on. “No!”
Jax stumbled back, shocked at the
almost violent outcry. “No?”
He knew the girl behind the
counter was staring, but all his focus was on his mate before him.
“Nick, is everything okay?” she
asked.
Nick’s eyes darted around wildly
as if searching for something...or someone.
Shit! Was his mate already in a relationship with
someone else? Was he looking for that
person right now?
Jealousy surged through him at
the thought of anyone else thinking they could lay claim to what was his. This was his
mate.
“Looking for someone?”
Nick’s eyes widened for a moment
before he took a step back, shaking his head.
“I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry for,
sweetheart,” he crooned, attempting to move closer. When the younger man stumbled back again, Jax
halted his movements. He didn’t want to
scare his mate. “Why don’t we sit down
and talk for a bit? Get to know each
other.”
He’d be willing to take things
slow if that’s what Nick needed, though every part of him was aching to reach
out and drag the other man to the closest secluded area. His Panther perked up at the idea of
ravishing their mate. What would he
sound like? Taste like? Damn, he really
wanted to find out.
“I can’t. I don’t know who you are, but I can’t.” Nick’s face had grown pale, his voice shaking
as much as his body.
Jax narrowed his eyes. “Can’t, or won’t?”
Nick bit down on his bottom lip
and shook his head again.
“That isn’t an answer, cub.”
“Cub?” Nick gasped, eyeing him over as though really
seeing him for the first time. “Jaxon?”
“You know me?” he asked, confused
because he couldn’t recall ever meeting the man in front of him.
“Oh God. This is not good. So not good,” Nick mumbled.
Hades is the God of the Underworld, he’s seen more
souls come through his doors that were “innocent of all crimes” than any court
on Earth ever could. He’s dark, brooding, temperamental, and doesn’t care who
knows it. He prefers they know if they look at him the wrong way he will turn
them into a smudge on the sidewalk. However, that all changes when he walks
into his hardcore Goth club Hellsfire and spots, of all things, a bridal
shower. Holy Mother of the Gods, the horror!
Willow Themis has always been reserved, subdued and
does everything for everyone, especially the b*tches she very loosely calls
friends. They use her, insult her, and basically make her life a living hell.
Whatever they want they get, whatever they say goes, and God help anyone
foolish enough to say no to them.
Somehow she finds herself acting as maid of honor for
one of her “friends” wedding, which includes the bachelorette party at, of all
places, a Goth club. The Goth club if rumors are to be believed. What was
turning into a horrid night got a whole lot more interesting once he showed up.
Now there was a tall, dark, and handsome she wouldn’t mind stripping down and
licking up. Even if it will only ever be in her fantasies. Fantasies may be all
that get her through the wedding from Hell. Little does she realize right then,
but she’s about to get a lot of help from the one immortal that lives to make
lives miserable.
Excerpt from Hades
Gods of Old Book 2
By Edlyn Reynolds
Hades could
not believe his eyes, even with the evidence before him. Ares was smiling
gently at the human female and she was grinning up at him. The looks on their
faces supported Apollo's claims. The God of War was in love. He'd found his
consort. Signaling to his nephew he walked back out into the sunshine outside
the temple. “You spoke true, Apollo. Ares has indeed found his consort.”
Shocked and confused eyes met his. “His consort?” Hades nodded, “Every God has
one or so the Fates mumbo jumbo tells us. They say there is one person in the
world destined to be ours. One person who will, above all others, know us,
honor us, and protect us at all costs. That is what the human female is to
Ares. She is tied to him. You can see the strands of their lifelines twining
together. It's not yet permanent, not until he gives her his vow. Then, if
anything happens to one it will effect and happen to the other.” “Like what
exactly?” Apollo asked quietly. “If she dies, so too will he. His powers will
be absorbed back into the universe and never seen again. Unless they had a
child, then the child will take on those powers when he or she comes of age.”
“Huh,” Apollo tipped his head. His expression said he was trying to process the
information. “So, you're saying that we're all destined to turn into lovesick
fools like Ares?” “That is the current rumor,” Hades said. He gave a snort and
shook his head. “Whether it’s the truth or not, we have a piece of evidence
before us that says it's possible.” “Well, hell!” Apollo looked mortified,
annoyed and slightly disgusted at the prospect. “Uh…did they happen to say if
they were to all be humans?” “You know that’s not their way. They speak in
riddles and then watch us flounder around. Until this moment,” he waved a hand
toward the temple. “I didn’t know they meant a consort. Seeing them together,
that piece of the puzzle fell into place and their prophecy or part of it
anyway, made some sense finally.” “So, what does that mean for the rest of us?”
Apollo sounded more than a little apprehensive. Given the way he liked to go
through females, he likely was. He wouldn’t like the idea of being stuck with
one female for the rest of time. Unlike him, Hades thought the concept had
merit. Of course, he'd ended up screwed on the last deal he'd made with a
female. He would not be making the same mistake again. Thank the Gods for a
little known clause he'd found to get out of that. All he’d had to do was set
that bitch Persephone up and let her hang herself. Then he'd been free, free of
her sadistic and conniving clutches and free of her bitch of a mother, Demeter,
too. Now all he had to do was figure out the best way to pay them both back,
slowly and painfully. “Well, nephew,” he smiled. Hades knew it wasn't a
pleasant smile, not much about him was pleasant any more, not after being
shackled with that bitch Persephone for so long. “I’d either avoid this realm
entirely or get ready to pick out china patterns.” Apollo swallowed hard,
yeah...he didn't like the idea at all. “What about you uncle?” Hades frowned,
“What about me?” “Well, you're in the same boat as the rest of us, are you
not?” That said the golden little shit flashed away with a too smug grin. But,
he was right. Gods protect the female that thought to bring him under her heel.
He'd been fooled once, nearly lost his life before it was his own again, there
wouldn't be a second time. “Shit!” He really needed a drink. Maybe he'd hit up
the Goth club. At least there he didn't stand out and no one in their right
mind fucked with him.
QUESTION TIME!
1. In
Nick’s Christmas Wish, what nickname does Jaxon call Nick?
2. In
Hades, what club is Hades going too visit?
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