GENRE: Gay Paranormal Erotic Romance Box Set
LENGTH: 226,566 words
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From the remote, wild corners of Wolf, Wyoming, to the even wilder streets of Washington, DC, something strange is going on with the O'Connell family. Be it the new ex-lawyer in town or the folks that go bump in the night, it seems like everyone wants to know exactly what that thing is -- and how they can get their own piece of the beastly O'Connell bloodline. Dark forces hide in dark corners, and nothing attracts them more than dark secrets.

Contains the stories:

Wolf, WY: Still nursing wounds left by a cheating ex, Wolf, Wyoming seems like the perfect place for Randy to start over. When a misunderstanding brings Randy face to face with his hot new neighbor and his neighbor's son, he's not sure what to make of either of them. Things are not what they appear in Wolf, and the closer Randy gets, the stranger the O'Connell family seems.

Wolf, en Garde: Sick of watching his father love the man Lyle wanted, he accepts an offer to leave Wolf, WY. Free to experience life on his own terms, Lyle comes across a seductive, fascinating stranger in Washington, DC. It doesn't take Lyle long to realize Arius is dangerous, though, and when Lyle runs across a secret in Arius' lair, he has no choice but to flee to the only safe place he knows -- home.

Wolf, in League: After months of silence from the O'Connell family, and suspicious of what took place in DC, the Committee recruits one of their new residents, Dr. Matthew Dietrich, to infiltrate the family. Matthew is a loner and has no idea why they'd want him, especially with his skepticism over shifters. That all changes when he meets his new partner in the Committee's scheme, Dr. Gavin Strauss.

EXCERPT FROM "Wolf, WY"
Note: may contain sexually explicit scenes of a homoerotic nature.

Oh, yes. Yes, please. Nothing tasty here, right? Just go on now. You forget about me, I forget about you ...

Then it crouched, and Randy knew its plan before its front paws even left the ground.

The wolf jumped, both paws landed with heavy thumps on either side of Randy's head, and Randy screamed. The wolf opened its jaws wide, lolling tongue huffing drops of spit on Randy's face, and Randy knew it was now or never. He dropped to the ground, slid along the wall, and lifted both arms to cover his face and head.

Go, go, go!

He rolled to the left, choking on the too-close scent of the animal, and, as he lifted himself to his knee, praying to just make it out the door -- just make it out the door and he'd take it from there -- another shape whipped past him so fast that for a second Randy was dumbstruck. Something collided with the wolf, a sharp yelp was tossed into the air. Randy turned to stare in awe as not one, but two wolves tumbled across the floor of his garage. The new wolf was bigger, maybe even stronger, judging by appearances, and Randy knew that the new wolf was the one he'd seen on his deck. It just felt right. It had to be.

The new wolf buried his teeth in the thick fur of the other's neck; they dug at each other with both front and back paws and rolled and twisted like something out of a Nature Gone Bad show. Snarls were muffled by mouthfuls of fur; high-pierced yelps and angry growls echoed off the walls of the garage. Randy took several seconds, during which he nearly drowned in relief and shock, to react.

He found his feet, he stumbled upright, and he ran. He jumped the step at the man door of the garage, and he did not look back. As though both wolves were on his heels, he stumbled across the carport and tore the screen door open so hard it bashed against the siding. He didn't reach for it, nor did he try to close it. He let it swing in the wind and kicked open the wood door to the house. With a scream that could have been triumph, but was more than likely panic, he ran into the house and slammed the door behind him. It wasn't until he had twisted the lock and slid to the floor that he dared to breathe again.

That was where he sat for the next hour, listening through the door for anything that might suggest the wolves were still there, or that they'd left, or that they'd decided to team up to try and huff, puff, and blow the house down.

There was nothing -- nothing but the sound of two doors being battered by the wind. Thwack! Thunk. Thwack! Thunk ... thunk ... clunk.