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Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)

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An Alpha shifter confidently strolling through his smooth, easy life meets his unexpected mate—an Alpha whose journey has been wholly different and who has long since given up on hopes and fairy tales. Two different backgrounds. Two different views on power. One perfect pairing.

Purple Sky Alpha Brian Berger has led a life blessed with familial love, good friends, and success. He is certain of his place in the world and confident in his destiny to be a powerful Alpha leading a strong pack. The only thing missing is the sweet, obedient mate he’s awaiting.

Brian’s expectations are upended when he meets Keith Iredell. He’s damaged, he’s strong-willed, he’s chaotic, and he’s an Alpha. Keith is the opposite of what Brian thought he wanted, but he is exactly who Brian needs

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Chapter 1

“It’s going well, really,” Brian Berger said. He was lying on his bed in the middle of the day, hair disheveled from dragging his fingers through the curls, forearm draped over his closed eyes, and cell phone on his chest, all but whining to his oldest friend who was also his former pack’s Alpha. He didn’t need to see Jobe Root’s face to know he likely hadn’t believed a word he’d said.

“Brian?” As usual, Jobe’s voice was even, his tone calm, and he asked a lot without using many words.

“I mean it.” He cleared his throat. “All things considered.”

“Do you want to talk about those things?”

“Not really, no.” Except wasn’t that why he had called Jobe?

“I’m here when you do.”

“I’m a little lonely,” he admitted.

“You hoped you’d move to your new pack and meet your mate. It’s understandable that you’re disappointed, especially after everything that happened with Ricky Marx.”

Ricky was a Psi Omega, a male omega who could birth children. He was also sweet and meek. Ricky fit the criteria of Brian’s ideal mate, so Brian had been disappointed that he was fated for someone else. Especially when Brian found that someone else lacking.

“That was a cluster fuck,” Brian agreed. “But Ricky and his parents insist that Morgan Peters is a great Alpha and a caring mate and they’re happy in Golden Valley now.”

Jobe chuckled, predictably reading his tone. “You don’t believe them?”

“If I believed them, I wouldn’t have attacked Morgan when he came here looking for Ricky.”

“Everyone makes mistakes.”

He grunted, not sure he had been wrong and unwilling to give any more mental space to that possibility.

“Mother Nature will bless you with a mate who’s perfect for you.”

“I’m thirty-three years old. She needs to hurry it along.”

“Sick of playing the field?” Jobe asked knowingly.

“Done playing the field,” Brian confirmed. “I’ve lost all appetite for it.”

“Maybe that means it’s time.”

If he hadn’t grown up with Jobe, he wouldn’t know what he meant because the man often spoke in concepts more than words. But Brian’d had a lifetime to learn his good friend’s language, so he understood the implication—the time for him to find his mate was near. “From your mouth to Mother Nature’s ears.”

“Is not meeting your mate yet what has you down?”

“Partly.” He sighed. “And I’m homesick.” He had spent his first thirty-two years in the established, flourishing, harmonious Red River pack, same as his parents, their parents, and every one of his relatives. Even though people born in Red River generally stayed in Red River, at some level Brian had always known that he’d have to leave because he couldn’t be the Alpha of that pack and his soul itched to lead. But knowing and experiencing were two different things.

“That’s expected,” Jobe said. “But I imagine it’s still a challenge.”

“It is. I miss the obvious big things like my parents and my sister and you. But it’s the more subtle things too. I miss the sense of community, the underlying joy in my packmates. I even miss the land in Red River.”

“Our packlands exude strong energy.”

“Sure, and I don’t expect other packs to have that much power, but it’s more than what’s beneath surface. The landscape here is dry, more dead than alive. Nothing thrives in this land.”

“That’s worrying,” Jobe said thoughtfully. “If the land in your pack doesn’t flourish, how can your shifters?” Jobe was the most spiritual person Brian had ever met, and while his words could sometimes come across as hokey, he was rarely wrong. “Maybe that’s why they lack joy.”

“That’s a good point.” Brian evaluated the connection Jobe had drawn. “Everyone here believes that Purple Sky was languishing because of the previous Alpha’s age and the succession gap. They have this idea that my being here will be enough to turn it all around, but as flattering as that sounds, it hasn’t struck me as completely accurate.”

“You’ve been the Purple Sky Alpha for almost half a year now. If you sense there’s more going on, then there probably is. And if you’re feeling a shortcoming with your land, that may be a big part of it.”

He nodded to himself, thinking that over. The shortcoming was deeper than the land the pack sat on, but it was a start.

“What does your land need?”

“Water.” The answer was obvious to someone who had grown up in a pack bordered by a river enriched with nutrients.

“Water is the source of life,” Jobe agreed. “I know a fair bit about Purple Sky because it’s Wes’s home pack. Isn’t there a river abutting your land?”

“Sort of. The river’s just past the far end of the packlands. It’s not part of our property. The river and the land it flows through are owned by humans.”

“Can you buy it and integrate it into your packlands?”

Brian reflected on Purple Sky’s finances. They were nothing like the affluent Red River pack. “Unfortunately, no. We don’t have the resources to acquire the river and expand our property line that far.”

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Seamus’s Basement – Hope Read Online Cardeno C http://www.ilovenovels.com/seamuss-basement-hope-read-online-cardeno-c Sun, 07 Dec 2025 21:11:05 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/seamuss-basement-hope-read-online-cardeno-c Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance Authors: Cardeno C Advertisement

Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 37426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)

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Two decades after escaping his hometown to avoid familial expectations, confirmed bachelor Seamus makes a silly decision that has serious break his parents’ hearts or agree to an arranged marriage he had run from since childhood.

Local bar owner Seamus Devlin moved across the country at age eighteen, wanting to forge a new life for himself away from familial expectations. After nearly two decades, he’s confident he succeeded in meeting all his he lives in a great small town, has good friends, and most importantly, he’s single and able to keep it that way. Unfortunately, his family doesn’t agree and even from thousands of miles away, they hound him with marital prospects, certain he needs to be married to be happy.

Between his three jobs and his family debts, DJ Johnston can’t get any rest, physically or mentally. With his only living relative on the other side of the country, DJ relies solely on himself. Keeping a positive outlook, he works as hard and as much as he can, knowing from lifelong experience that the only way to get through hard times is to go through them.

When Seamus’s misguided effort to get his family off his back backfires and leads him straight to DJ, he has a choice to make—disappoint his worried family or do the one thing he’d sworn off since childhood and agree to an arranged marriage

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Chapter 1

“Gentlemen.” Seamus Devlin nodded in greeting as he crossed from one end of his bar to the other, to his left, shelves neatly lined with liquor bottles and a half-dozen beer taps, and to his right, the well-worn wood bar. “What can I get you tonight?”

“Who’re you calling a gentleman?” Lucas Reika, Hope’s resident troublemaker, made a show of slowly turning his perfectly styled head from left to right.

“Not me!” Todd Smitty smiled affably and raised both arms in the air.

“I don’t see any gentlemen here,” Lucas confirmed.

“That’s because you left Jared at home,” Seamus said, chuckling.

“I didn’t leave him. He didn’t want to come out.” He looked around the bar. “Apparently, neither did anyone else. This place is practically empty tonight.”

“The man wakes up at the crack of dawn and works with his body all day, of course he doesn’t have the energy to come into town after ten to have drinks with you two.” Jared McFarland owned a farm on the outskirts of Hope, and he mostly kept to himself, so despite having lived there for eighteen years and running the neighborhood bar, Seamus didn’t know him well. But what he knew, he liked. Lucas’s boyfriend was a kind, patient, quiet man. Theirs was a textbook case of opposites attracting.

“Jared has absolutely no shortcomings when it comes to his body or his”—Lucas tilted his head and licked his lips suggestively—“energy. Trust me. He’ll wake up when I get in bed and then he’ll—”

Seamus coughed. “I’m begging you not to finish that sentence.”

“Lucky,” Todd sighed wistfully. “I miss spending the night with a big, strong man. There’s nothing better than when he holds onto you from behind and you can feel his—”

“I am standing right here! Tell me what you want to drink and then I’ll go to the other end of the bar so you can continue your…” Seamus winced, thinking about all the graphic conversations he had overheard between those two since Lucas had moved to town three years earlier. “…discussion.”

“Right, sorry.” Todd smiled apologetically. “Don’t scare the straights,” he hissed at Lucas.

“Uh huh. Sure,” Lucas said as he looked Seamus up and down, and then he spun to the side and arched his perfectly shaped eyebrows at Todd. “Are you ever going to tell me why you’re no longer going to bed with your big, strong man?”

“Uh.” Todd looked like he’d been caught committing a crime. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He cleared his throat. “Do you still have that cider on tap?”

“The Magners?” Seamus nodded. “Yep. I’m keeping it all summer. Do you want a pint?”

“Yes, please. Thank you, Seamus.”

“Alright, so we’re still pretending that you weren’t with him.” Lucas shook his head. “Whatever. At least that bullshit’s in the past.” He turned back to face Seamus. “I’ll have a dry martini with the Russell Henry gin and the Italicus vermouth.”

“I know how you take your martini, Lucas,” Seamus said with a smile. “You’re the only reason I keep both of those in stock.”

“That’s why yours is my favorite bar in town.”

“Mine is the only bar in town,” he pointed out. And then he did as he promised and walked away to get their drinks and give them space to have a private conversation. The privacy mattered more to him than to them. Todd wasn’t shy and Seamus was pretty certain that Lucas said the things he did just to shock him. He had just turned thirty-six, giving him a dozen years on Todd and nearly ten on Lucas but he had nowhere near their sexual experience. Not even close.

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Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)

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Gray is committed to healing Jack’s insecurities and winning his closest friend’s love, finally.

Years after the end of his long-term relationship, kind-hearted, successful Jack Storm is close to giving up on love, certain the romance part of him is broken and he’s destined to be alone forever. Gorgeous, confident Gray McClellan has been pining after Jack for most of his adult life, committed to being his friend until he’s ready for more.

When their friends say Jack is ready to date, Gray jumps at the opportunity to finally shoot his shot. Jack’s deep-seated wounds challenge them both, but Gray is nothing if not tenacious, patient, and most critically, deeply in love with Jack. Now that he can finally have his man, Gray won’t let anything, including Jack’s insecurities, get in the way of their hard-earned happily ever after

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Chapter 1

Squinting across the dark restaurant, Gray McClellan tried to locate his friends.

“Can I help you?” the hostess asked.

“I'm meeting some people. The reservation is probably under Kevin Rodley.”

“Kevin Rodley,” she said to herself as she picked up her iPad. “Let’s see...”

“Never mind.” He nudged his chin in the direction of a table. “I see them. Thanks.”

He walked over to the four-top where three of his friends were already seated and tugged the empty chair away from the table.

“Hey,” he said as he sat down.

“You’re late.”

“Am I?” He looked at his watch. “Huh, looks like you’re right.”

“That’s it?” his friend Kevin asked incredulously.

“What?” He darted his gaze around the table, looking for a menu.

“We said we’d be meeting at seven. It’s nine.”

Shrugging, Gray said, “I had to shower.”

“Cleaning yourself doesn’t take two hours and it isn’t an unexpected event, Grayson McClellan, schedule it.”

“He used your full name,” Eric mock whispered. “You’re in troubllllle.”

“Funny.” He noticed a few plates on the table. “Did you guys already order?”

“You’re two hours late! Yes, we ordered. And we ate. And we paid the bill,” Kevin huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t know why you bothered to show up.”

“Because I told you I would.” He’d skip the meal and get a drink. He’d had a big lunch anyway.

“How very reliable of you.”

“Thank you.”

“I was being sarcastic! You’re an IP lawyer. What exactly happened at your desk job that required a two-hour shower?”

“Two-hour shower?” Gray asked as he looked around the restaurant for a waiter.

“At the risk of being repetitive, you’re two hours late.”

“The shower took about ten minutes. The fucking leading up to the shower was how I spent the lion’s share of the time.”

“You’re dating someone?” Eric said, looking hopeful. “Why didn’t you bring him?”

“God no.” Gray shuddered. “Some guy chatted me up on Grindr and his profile pic was too good to pass up.”

“What was his pic?” Eric asked.

“Big ass in a small jock.”

Laughing, Kevin said, “Still a slut.”

“Mmm.” Gray pinched his lips, scrunched his nose, and tilted his head, considering. “I wouldn’t say slut exactly.” In theory, he was very much a relationship guy. But his friends didn’t believe that because the entire time they’d known him, the only person he wanted hadn’t been available. Gray was patient enough to wait, but he got lonely and horny, so he made do with what was available in the meantime.

“You spent most of the evening in bed with a random you met on an app.”

“An hour and a half isn’t most of the evening and we were in the living room,” Gray said distractedly. He really wanted that beer and there wasn’t a member of the waitstaff in sight. “Besides, I’m here now, aren’t I?”

“Gray has a dash of commitment phobia,” Thom said, trying to defend him, which was kind but unnecessary because the day Gray came out to his father and received a detailed lecture about how that made him disgusting was the same day he vowed never to care what anyone thought of his sex life. “Also,” Thom added, “I’m never sitting on your sofa again.”

“A dash?” Kevin said. “Gray bought the Costco-sized commitment-phobia bottle and chugged the entire thing in one sitting.”

“It was his sofa, not mine,” he said to Thom, “and don’t act like you and Eric limit your fun time to your bedroom.” He considered whether he should navigate his way through the crowd to get to the bar. It probably would be rude to leave the group when he’d only just arrived, but the conversation meant the drink was becoming necessary. “And I’m not commitment phobic,” he mumbled. If anything, he was the most committed guy at the table, even if nobody else understood that.

“Look, if you won’t take a guy out in public—and even if you will, which, let’s be real, you won’t—that means you have an issue with committing.”

“Fine, I enjoy sex but I’m all about commitment and do you have an actual point, Kevin? Because if you do, please make it and then we can move on from this topic.” This was why he had agreed to the hookup despite having plans at the same time—sex was fun, but creating an excuse to reduce his time with his friends was even better.

“My point is that if you really are all about commitment, you’re shooting yourself in the foot with all the sleeping around, because if you ever meet a guy you actually deem worthy of a relationship, there’s no way he’ll settle down with someone who’s all used up.”

“Used up?” Gray asked. “I’m a human being, not chewing gum, and sex doesn’t work that way.” Sometimes he wondered if he should find new friends, but then he remembered that this was a good group of nice people, and realistically, he didn’t like humans. Well, he didn’t like most humans. There was an exception to every rule.

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Golden Valley Read online Cardeno C. (Pack #3) http://www.ilovenovels.com/golden-valley-3-read-online-cardeno-c Wed, 28 Aug 2019 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/golden-valley-3-read-online-cardeno-c Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, M-M Romance, Paranormal, Romance Authors: Cardeno C Series: Pack Series by Cardeno C.
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Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45658 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Golden Valley (Pack #3)
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Cardeno C.
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B087Y6WL2X
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A generous Alpha with a tragic past and a young Omega with hopes for the future overcome mistakes to heal a pack and find happiness together. Life has thrown more than his fair share of challenges and losses at Alpha Morgan Peters. Despite his pain and disappointment, the shifter picks himself up and does right by his pack. As the years pass, Morgan establishes himself as a leader who is as kind as he is strong and Golden Valley prospers. But it isn't until an Omega shifter enters his life that Morgan sees hope for a future where he can be more than an Alpha. When Psi Omega Ricky Marx goes to Golden Valley as a representative of his home pack, he is thrilled to find his mate—the beautiful, powerful Golden Valley Alpha. Unfortunately, their first meeting doesn't go well, and overwhelmed by his mistakes, Ricky sees no choice but to flee. Morgan's past makes him struggle to absorb more loss. Ricky's youth makes him struggle to find his voice. But if these two shifters can overcome their challenges and come back together, they'll heal the Golden Valley pack and fulfill their destiny.
Books in Series:	Pack Series by Cardeno C.
Books by Author:	Cardeno C.

Prologue

“Are you really going to come back, Morgan?”

Zipper raised halfway, Morgan looked up and met Lillian’s worried gaze. “Of course, I’m coming back. Golden Valley is my home.”

“Well, yeah, but when you’re living with all those other packs, you’ll meet tons of new people. Maybe you’ll even visit a pack that needs an Alpha.” Teeth digging into her lower lip, she fiddled with the sheet pooled around her waist and shrugged. “Why would you bother coming back to Golden Valley when you know your brother’s set to lead the pack after your dad steps down?”

“Come on. You know me better than that.” He and Lillian had been friends for as long as he could remember and lovers for a few months. They weren’t mates, so the current arrangement wouldn’t have lasted even if he wasn’t leaving, but she knew him better than anyone. “I have no interest in leading a pack. None.” He finished zipping and buttoning his pants, pulled his shirt over his head, and then he stepped over to the bed and sat down. “I’m going to tour through other packs so I can learn skills that help Golden Valley.” And if he was lucky, he would meet his mate, bring her home, and they’d have a family. “It’s only five years and I’ll come home to visit during breaks.”

“Only five years.” Lillian rolled her eyes and then collapsed backward on the mattress. “That’s forever.”

“This dramatic side of you is new,” he said with a laugh. “I think I like it. And I won’t be traveling all that long when you consider how many packs I’ll get to live with. Plus, it’s an amazing opportunity.”

“I know. I know. It’s great for you.” She huffed and crossed her arms over her bare chest. “But I don't buy the not-wanting-to-be-pack-Alpha thing. Every Alpha wants to lead a pack. It’s like ingrained in you guys. You’re never coming back to Golden Valley.”

“Not every Alpha wants to lead a pack.”

She turned her head to the side and arched her eyebrows, her expression disbelieving.

“Seriously, Lil.” He chuckled as he reached for the blanket and shook it over her. “Why would I want to be a pack Alpha?”

“Uh, because you’d be the most powerful wolf in the pack. Everyone would listen to you and throw themselves at you and you’d get to make all the decisions and—”

“I’m already the third most powerful wolf in this pack after my father and my brother. That’s plenty powerful. And with everything I’ll be learning during my travels, I’ll be able to manage pack finances and businesses. That’s an important role full of decisions. And sleeping with random pack members until they find their mates is Jerold’s thing, not mine.” With as many pack members as his brother took to bed, it was a wonder he had time to do anything else. “I want a family and the most important part of that is having a mate.” Although shifters were usually blessed with a mate to share their lives, some people said the fates gave an Alpha wolf a mate only if he was powerful enough to care for his pack and his mate. His father told him that wasn’t true, but Morgan wasn’t one for taking chances, especially with something this important. If he wasn’t leading a pack, there would be no risk that he’d miss out on having a mate and a family.

“You could lead a pack and have a mate.” Lillian leaned up on her forearms. “You know that stuff about Alphas not having mates is an old wives’ tale. Your father has a mate and he’s pack Alpha.”

“Maybe my dad’s an exception. Most Alphas aren’t as powerful as him.”

Alexander Peters was strong, smart, and charismatic. The pack admired him and other Alphas envied him. He was the perfect leader. But he was also the man who had played catch with him and Jerold when they were kids, who still read bedtime stories to their little sister, and who danced with their mother in the kitchen. That was the part of his father’s life that Morgan had grown up wanting, and he had no desire to risk losing it just so he could be pack Alpha. “Lots of Alphas don’t have mates. Look at my brother.”

“Your brother’s only twenty-six. He could still find his mate.”

Morgan arched his eyebrows and coughed. His brother would make a solid pack leader. He oozed charisma, everyone loved him, and he had been trained since birth for the role. At his age, Jerold could have already taken the reins from their father, but he was still too busy having fun. And Jerold’s version of fun meant hunting with his buddies and fucking his way through seemingly every pack member who came of age. Taking over pack leadership would require Jerold to settle down some, but having a mate and children would put an end to his lifestyle entirely. Even without a pack to run, Morgan doubted his brother had the capacity to care for a mate, and he certainly didn’t have the desire.

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Total pages in book: 69
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If short-tempered Jason can open his heart and life to optimistic Abe, he might finally find the family he craves. Short-tempered, arrogant heart surgeon Jason Garcia grew up wanting a close-knit family, but believes he ruined those dreams when he broke up his marriage. The benefit of divorce is having as much random sex as he wants, and it's a benefit Jason is exploiting when he meets a sweet, shy man at a bar and convinces him to go home for a no-strings-attached night of fun. Eight years living in Las Vegas hasn't dimmed Abe Green's optimism, earnestness, or desire to find the one. When a sexy man with lonely eyes propositions him, Abe decides to give himself a birthday present—one night of spontaneous fun with no thoughts of the future. But one night turns into two and then three, and Abe realizes his heart is involved. For the first time, Abe feels safe enough with someone he respects and adores to let go of his inhibitions in the bedroom. If Jason can get past his own inhibitions and open his heart and his life to Abe, he might finally find the family he craves.
Books in Series:	Family Series by Cardeno C.
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Chapter 1

“THERE’S NOTHING anyone could have done.”

Jason Garcia dipped his chin in acknowledgment of the comment, but didn’t slow his pace or look at the anesthesiologist walking alongside him.

“The patient’s thoracic aorta was dissected. His coronary artery was lacerated. And he had several pulmonary contusions. Nobody could have survived that. The only mystery is how he stayed alive long enough to make it onto the table.”

Hearing Dr. Mason recite injuries the patient sustained when his Prius collided with a Range Rover going eighty miles an hour on roads slick with early September rain was nothing short of annoying. Jason wanted to point out that as the cardiothoracic surgeon on the case, he had in fact been in the operating room, so he didn’t need the instructional on the injuries. But he didn’t want to say or do anything to extend the conversation, so instead he grunted.

“I know how rough it is to lose one.” Dr. Mason put his hand on Jason’s shoulder in what was probably supposed to be a comforting gesture but wasn’t. “I’m off right now too. Do you want to get a drink and talk about it?”

Surprised by the question, Jason turned his head to look at Dr. Mason. What on earth did he think they could talk about? The patient was dead. Jason hadn’t been able to save him. No amount of conversation was going to change that.

“I have plans.” Jason took the final step toward the physicians’ locker room, grasped the doorknob, and said, “Thanks for the offer,” as he stepped inside.

“Oh.” Dr. Mason followed him. “At this hour?”

Jason flicked his gaze to the clock above the lockers and saw it was after midnight. Late, but still plenty of time to shower, change, drive to a nearby bar, and pick up somebody he could use to fuck away the memory of the day. He had been doing that more often than not lately. When he thought about how differently his life had turned out from what he’d worked and hoped for, he inevitably ended up in more bars looking for more liquor and more sex in the hope of forgetting that realization. It was a vicious cycle, but at least he was getting laid.

“Yes, at this hour,” he said without elaborating further. He opened his locker, quickly shrugged off his clothes, and then stuffed them into the front pocket of his bag. “Have a good night.” He hurried to the shower, waving to Dr. Mason over his shoulder.

After making quick work of scrubbing down his body and washing his hair, Jason snagged one of the towels from the shelf and dried off. At thirty-six, he was still in decent shape, his arms defined and his chest and belly tight enough to look good under clothes. Silver now streaked his black hair at the temples, and small lines had formed next to his brown eyes, but the places he went were dark enough that nobody noticed. Though he couldn’t pass for being in his twenties and he didn’t get swarmed at the bars, Jason generally had no trouble finding what he wanted—a warm body to distract him for an hour, maybe two, when the only thing waiting for him was an empty house and the promise of another workday.

He got into his car, drove onto the 15, and headed toward his favorite places to troll—the bars close to the Strip. Guys in town for conferences invariably followed the “what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas” motto and went out with the purpose of getting laid. Names, if they gave them, were first names only and more likely than not fake. Phone numbers weren’t discussed. And hotel rooms were conveniently located for a quick in and a seamless out.

At ten minutes, the drive from the hospital to the bar wasn’t long enough for Jason to clear his mind, let alone get rid of the rock-sized ache in the pit of his stomach that came every time he lost a patient, but he figured a couple of drinks and a blow job would do the trick. He climbed out of his black Mercedes E-Class convertible, straightened his oxford and starched jeans, and walked inside.

Dim lights, musky smell, men crowded around a bar chatting or calling for drinks, and two tables in the corner occupied by women celebrating a bachelorette party—a typical Friday night at the Phoenix. Jason hadn’t yet reached the bar to order his usual rum and Coke when a laugh distracted him. It wasn’t particularly loud, but the joy in it cut through the noise in the room and caught his attention.

Slowly, Jason turned in a circle as he narrowed his eyes and looked around, trying to find the source of the warm sound. He had almost made it back to his starting position when he heard it again, coming from the seating area tucked between the bar and the tiny stage. A group of men were squished together on the leather sofa, the table in front of them lined with empty glasses. One of them kept trying to get up, only to have his friends tug him back down.

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Something in the Way He Needs Read Online Cardeno C. (Family #1) http://www.ilovenovels.com/something-in-the-way-he-needs-1-read-online-cardeno-c Fri, 29 Jul 2016 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/something-in-the-way-he-needs-1-read-online-cardeno-c Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Authors: Cardeno C Series: Family Series by Cardeno C.
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72727 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Something in the Way He Needs (Family #1)
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Cardeno C.
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	9781942184133
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Controlled Asher didn't expect to fall for free-spirited Daniel, but they'll find what they desperately need in one another. Police captain Asher Penaz’s staunch professionalism bleeds into his home life, down to his neatly pressed attire and spartan apartment. He enjoys being in charge and in control, so his sudden and powerful attraction to the lighthearted, free-spirited Daniel Tover throws him for a loop. In his entire life, Daniel has never gotten what he needs, so he moves to the next place, the next job, the next attempt to find something worth staying for, always landing at the top of his game, but never feeling like he belongs. The chemistry between Asher and Daniel sizzles, but with all that fire comes the risk of getting burned. As both men struggle to learn themselves while getting to know each other, the lines of desire and control blur. If Daniel and Asher can walk through the flames together, they might find what they desperately need.
Books in Series:	Family Series by Cardeno C.
Books by Author:	Cardeno C. Books

Chapter 1

“YOU better not call me an asshole or tell me I’m selfish or any other bullshit for the rest of our motherfuckin’ lives,” Asher Penaz growled at his friend.

Of course, it was entirely possible that Oliver couldn’t hear him or wasn’t listening. There was no way for Asher to know because there was a wall of nearly naked women between them. He pulled yet more money from his wallet, tucked it into the tiny string holding up the almost-too-small-to-bother bikini gyrating in front of his face, and thought about how he’d never once expected to find himself in this position.

It wasn’t that Asher was opposed to nudity—far from it. But the female form wasn’t what did it for him. Not that any of this mattered to Oliver, as evidenced by the fact that the man had dragged him to this place.

“A selfish asshole is the perfect description for a guy who can’t let me enjoy my last weekend of freedom.” Oliver’s voice floated over across the sea of flesh. “It’s my bachelor party, Asher. Quit making it all about you, as usual.”

Asher threaded his fingers together and pulled his hands up, cracking every knuckle. After endless weeks of his old friend’s needling, he had agreed to come to this ridiculous bachelor-party weekend and sealed his own fate. Okay, so the unfortunate decision was his own fault, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t kick the crap out of Oliver for nagging him into it.

Oh, that little image made him feel a whole lot better. He leaned back in his chair and stretched out his long legs, hoping to discourage future lap dances, and thought of how he could use his broad, muscular, six-foot-four-inch frame to inflict the most pain on his friend without leaving marks that would show up in wedding pictures. No reason to upset Shirley on her big day, even if she was making a remarkably bad decision by marrying Oliver.

Predictably, thinking of inflicting pain managed to do what two hours’ worth of wiggling tits and grinding hips had not, and Asher felt his cock harden against his thigh. It was Thursday afternoon and he was stuck in Vegas on Oliver’s madcap adventure until Sunday. Maybe he could escape for a few hours and find his kind of bar—one with hard bodies covered in leather kneeling at his feet. Yeah, that would make the trip almost bearable.

He moaned out loud at the thought of a tight ass raised and spread, waiting for him to take his pleasure. Oliver claimed he was selfish, but the subs Asher had been with hadn’t ever complained, so no harm no foul as far as he was concerned. Well, maybe there was a little bit of harm, but that was kind of the point.

“I’m not selfish,” Asher muttered defensively, more to himself than to Oliver, but the women who had been dancing between them had moved on to other customers, so his friend heard him.

“Oh, yeah? What do you call a guy who gets his rocks off by hurting other guys?”

“They get off on it too, Oliver,” Asher growled. “That’s the whole point. Just because I’m not into vanilla sex doesn’t mean I’m selfish.”

Oliver rolled his eyes. “You whip ’em, beat ’em, fuck ’em, and leave ’em. It’s the last one that makes you selfish.”

Asher felt his body temperature go up and tried to keep himself calm. He tightened and relaxed his fists repeatedly and then ran his hands up and down his pressed, dark-washed jeans.

“I just haven’t found the right guy yet. That’s all. I’d be happy to have a relationship if I ever found someone compatible outside of the… bedroom.” Asher knew that wasn’t exactly an accurate description of the place he most frequently had sex, but saying sling, club, or dungeon wouldn’t exactly help make his point. “And, by the way, I don’t need commitment advice from a guy about to embark on his third marriage. You might want to try my approach and wait for someone compatible before you walk down the aisle next time.”

Oliver’s usually jovial expression changed and he looked truly offended. “Shirley and I are compatible. She’s great. This one’s going to work out. You’ll see.”

One blood-inducing tongue bite later, Asher was nodding his shaved head with as much sincerity as he could muster. “I’m sure it will,” he said, not meaning a single word. “And Shirley is great.” That part he actually meant. As far as Asher could tell, Shirley’s only flaw was crappy taste in men.

“Seriously, though, Asher. You’re, what, forty-four, forty-five now?”

“I’m thirty-nine and you fucking well know it, you piece of shit.”

Oliver chuckled. “Right. Thirty-nine. So you’ve had about two decades worth of dating, and in all that time, not one guy was good enough to be with you if he had his clothes on. Think about that, my friend. Think about it.” Oliver tapped his index finger against his temple as he spoke. “The department has that shrink on staff and you can go to her anytime, even if it isn’t ordered. You might—” Asher’s hand clenched into a fist and flew out on its own initiative, making solid contact with Oliver’s bicep. “Ow! What the fuck, man? I’m not one of your little boy toys, Asher. Keep your damn hands to yourself or I’ll show you that a real man knows how to defend himself.”

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More Than Everything Read Online Cardeno C. (Family #3) http://www.ilovenovels.com/more-than-everything-3-read-online-cardeno-c Fri, 29 Jul 2016 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/more-than-everything-3-read-online-cardeno-c Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Authors: Cardeno C Series: Family Series by Cardeno C.
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	More Than Everything (Family #3)
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Cardeno C.
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	9781942184126
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A Book in the Family Collection Time might not heal all wounds, but with two motivated and strong-willed men on a campaign to win him back, Charlie will get more than he ever thought possible. As a teenager, Charlie “Chase” Rhodes meets Scott Boone and falls head over heels in love with the popular, athletic boy next door. Charlie thinks he’s living the dream when Scott says he feels the same way. But his dreams are dashed when Scott unexpectedly moves away. Years later, Charlie meets brash and confident Adan Navarro, who claims all he wants is a round between the sheets. After eight months together, Charlie is convinced Adan returns his love. But when the opportunity comes to be open about their relationship, Adan walks away. Time passes and life moves on, but when Charlie learns the only two men he’s ever loved are now in love with each other, his heart breaks all over again. Scott and Adan tell Charlie they want him back, but Charlie doesn’t know if he can trust two people who have hurt him so deeply. Time might not heal all wounds, but with two motivated and strong-willed men on a campaign to win him back, Charlie will get more than he ever thought possible.
Books in Series:	Family Series by Cardeno C.
Books by Author:	Cardeno C. Books

Prologue

Charlie (“Chase”) Rhodes

IT’S funny how when you’re a kid you think you have it all figured out. You think you know who you’re going to be when you grow up, what you’re going to do. And yet, you can’t actually see yourself as a grown-up. I mean, grown-ups are old. And they’re constantly saying shit we think we’ll never say and doing shit we think we’ll never do.

When I think back to how many times I said I’d never do this and I’d never say that, I want to cringe. Because you know what? I do all of it now.

Just this morning, when I was getting the kids off to school and they were fighting with each other over who got to hold a spatula—yeah, I know—I told them to stop talking to each other. No, really, I did. This was me: “Bobby, Stephi! You put down that spatula right now and go wait for me in the car. And I don’t want to hear you say a word to each other! Do you understand me?” Um, yeah, excellent life lesson: don’t talk to your sibling.

It was only a step above my useful “Because I said so” conversations. “Why do I have to eat the peas? I hate peas.” And I’m thinking, I fucking hated peas when I was your age too, kid. Still don’t love them. I’m just waiting for you to go to bed so I can eat ice cream straight from the carton. But what I say is, “Because I said so, Bobby. Now eat your peas.”

So, yeah, I’m doing all the things I never thought I’d do, saying all the things I never thought I’d say. But you know the really crazy part about it? I’m happy. I mean, like deliriously fucking happy. And I figure happiness like this needs to be documented.

Thankfully, the PTA was selling these scrapbooks as a fundraiser last fall. Because when I decided to become a suburban housewife, I was told there were two requirements: learning to scrapbook and having a vagina. I was fucked on the second one, obviously. I mean, I can rock a pink sweater and low-slung white jeans better than some trophy wives with the most expensive racks money can buy, but a vagina? Thanks, but no thanks. I’m pretty attached to my dick. But I’ve always been creative; hell, I was a dancer and choreographer for years, so I was sure I could zigzag scissor and star-stamp just about anybody under the table.

So here I am. Eight thirty on a Friday morning—a time when, in my old life, I would have been sleeping off the bender from the postshow party the night before, and instead, I’m sitting in my bright-yellow kitchen, at the round wooden table I got at this amazing antique store that opens only one weekend a month and I’m always there when the doors open, like clockwork. Anyway, I’m sitting at my table, drinking my nonfat, sugar-free, extra-caffeine (okay, I’m making up the last one, but don’t you wish it was an option) latte, and I’m putting together an album of the life I never saw coming. The life I never knew I always wanted.

Confused? Well, hopefully I can help clear it up for you. Oh, and don’t freak out about flashbacks, okay? Think of it more like you’re hearing a story from beginning to end, with a little bit of narration in the middle. It’ll be okay; I promise. Just follow along.

Chapter 1

INTRODUCTION

Charlie (“Chase”) Rhodes

THE first time I saw Scott Boone, I knew the bisexual label I’d been trying on for size in my head was bullshit. I was gay. It wasn’t a total shocker or anything. I’d asked my parents for an Easy-Bake Oven for my eighth birthday. By the time I turned twelve, I knew asking for the Barbie Styling Head I actually wanted was a straight shot to strange looks and “Shh, he’s walking up” conversations, so I asked for money instead. Then I bought the hairstyling Barbie toy I actually wanted and hid it in my closet. Someone should put that story on Urban Dictionary as an example of irony. But I digress.

Scott Boone was everything I wasn’t. He was tall, broad-chested, athletic, überbutch, right-handed. Again with the digression.

Anywho, I was a scrawny fifteen-year-old, sitting in my bedroom in my mother’s second-story Brooklyn apartment—my father had moved out by then—and I was not teaching myself how to do a new french twist on the Barbie Styling Head, which I’d dyed an amazing shade of auburn, when I saw a truck piled high with furniture pull up out front and the most gorgeous guy I’d ever seen hop out.

I can’t say for sure, but I think I might have started drooling. I definitely sprung a boner. Because, here’s the deal: it was summer in the city, so it was hot as a motherfucker and Mr. All-American was wearing cutoff jeans, Pumas without socks, and nothing else. I almost broke my neck running to get my camera so I could snap a picture of the wet-dream-come-to-life who was moving into my apartment building.

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Strong Enough Read Online Free Book Cardeno C. (Family #2) http://www.ilovenovels.com/strong-enough-2-read-online-cardeno-c Thu, 28 Jul 2016 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/strong-enough-2-read-online-cardeno-c Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Authors: Cardeno C Series: Family Series by Cardeno C.
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67981 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)

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Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Cardeno C.
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	9781942184140
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When a casual hookup turns into the potential for love, staid Spencer realizes he wants to build a life with vibrant Emilio. When twenty-two-year-old Emilio Sanchez sees handsome Spencer Derdinger walking by his construction site, Emilio makes it his goal to seduce the shy professor. Getting Spencer into bed isn’t difficult, but Emilio soon learns that earning the trust of a man deeply hurt will take time and patience. With a prize like brilliant, sweet Spencer on the line, Emilio decides he is strong enough to face the challenge. Spencer is surprised when he’s approached by the gorgeous construction worker he’s admired from the safety of his office window. Acting spontaneously for the first time in his thirty-eight years, Spencer takes Emilio home. When the casual hookup turns into the potential for love, Spencer realizes that if he wants to build a life with Emilio, he’ll need to be strong enough to slay his personal demons and learn to trust again.
Books in Series:	Family Series by Cardeno C.
Books by Author:	Cardeno C. Books

Chapter 1

“AHEM. What are you doing?”

Spencer Derdinger jumped away from his office window at the unexpected sound of a voice behind him.

“Nothing!” he shouted defensively as he turned toward the door to see Maria Lee, his colleague and friend, watching him with a smirk on her face. The wooden blinds clanked loudly against the window, making Spencer flinch.

Maria raised one eyebrow, slowly walked over to the window, placed a perfectly manicured finger on one slat, and pulled it down.

“When did you turn into such a cliché?” she asked without looking away from the window.

“I don’t know what you mean.” Spencer skittered over to his desk and started stacking the randomly strewn-about papers into equally random piles.

After turning around, walking over to an empty chair, and sitting down with her thin ankles crossed, Maria flipped her hair back over her shoulder and said, “Spencer, please don’t insult my intelligence by pretending you weren’t staring out the window and drooling over the men working on the new addition to the math building.”

Spencer blushed and started rearranging the papers. “Well, technically, the cliché would be construction workers checking out women walking by, not men checking out construction workers from the privacy of their offices. So you see? I wasn’t being a cliché.”

“Fine,” Maria said. “It was an inverse cliché.”

“Is that a real thing?” Spencer asked, furrowing his brow.

Maria crossed her slender legs, causing her skirt to move up her thigh. “I have a doctorate in applied mathematics, not English, same as you. I have no idea whether it’s real or not. Now quit deflecting and tell me which of those men caught your eye.”

“Did you wear that outfit to class?” Spencer asked as he looked his colleague up and down.

“Why, yes, I did.” Maria tilted one corner of her mouth up and tugged on the bottom of her tight sweater, causing the V-neck top to dip low enough to show impressive cleavage.

“What did you teach this morning?” he asked.

“Introductory Algebra,” she answered with a glint in her eyes.

Spencer didn’t bother holding back his laugh. “How many football players are in the class?”

“Oh, I don’t know.” Maria held her hand up and inspected her long nails. “I’d say at least half the team.”

Spencer snorted. “You are evil.”

“I’m strategic,” she corrected as she raised her eyes to meet his.

“You tortured a bunch of eighteen-year-olds on the off chance that they’ll talk about you in front of their coach.”

“Like I said,” Maria drawled. “Strategic. And, honey, after the number of times I turned around and stretched, there is no off chance about it. I can guarantee you those boys will talk about me in front of Thom. But that’s enough talk about me. Tell me which of the builder babes has you all hot and bothered.”

There was no way Spencer would give Maria any more ammunition than she already had, so he said, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Maria crossed her arms over her chest, pushing her breasts up and halfway out the top of her sweater. “Don’t be coy, Spencer.”

Spencer crossed his arms over his significantly less endowed chest and raised his eyebrows. “I’m not an eighteen-year-old straight boy, Maria.” He tilted his chin toward Maria’s breasts meaningfully. “Those don’t hypnotize me.”

“Fine,” Maria humphed. “Don’t tell me which one you’re into. I’ll figure it out on my own.”

Fear trickled up Spencer’s spine at those words. Maria was sharp, shameless, and stunning. When she set her sights on something, she succeeded every single time. Thom Bramfield, the head coach of the football team, didn’t know it yet, but he didn’t stand a chance against her advances. Spencer, on the other hand, knew enough to realize he had to protect himself from Maria’s schemes.

“There’s nothing to figure out,” he said in a rush. Then he forced himself to take a breath and calm down. Maria would recognize his panic otherwise. And if she smelled blood, she’d know she was on the right trail and Spencer would never be able to shake her from her newest mission. All hope would be lost. “I mean, fine, I was looking at the men working outside,” he conceded. “They’re attractive and muscular, and there’s no crime in looking. End of story. There’s nothing to figure out here.”

For the first time since she’d walked into his office, Maria’s expression softened. She now looked genuinely concerned rather than calculating. “Spencer, since you and Peter broke up, I haven’t seen you take an interest in any man. And even before then, I have never known your interests to be purely carnal. You’ve been looking out that window every day for two weeks. Those men out there are attractive, but not more attractive than lots of guys you can find online wearing less clothing.” She leaned forward and took in a deep breath before continuing. “You’ll need to take a chance sometime, honey. You can’t live your life holed up in that little house all alone.”

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Red River Read Online Free Books by Cardeno C. (Pack #2) http://www.ilovenovels.com/red-river-2-read-online-cardeno-c Thu, 28 Jul 2016 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/red-river-2-read-online-cardeno-c Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Paranormal, Romance Authors: Cardeno C Series: Pack Series by Cardeno C.
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Total pages in book: 45
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Cardeno C.
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B01AL4PKJK
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Two Alpha shifters join together to lead their pack and build a family. Commitment, loyalty, and strength aren’t enough to make Wesley Stone’s birth pack accept an Alpha with a physical imperfection, even if it’s a meaningless mark. Putting the safety of his pack above his own wellbeing, Wesley trades himself for another Alpha and agrees to mate with a stranger in a mysterious, insular pack. Alphas from Jobe Root’s family have led the Red River pack from the first day shifters walked the earth. Now the time has come for Jobe to fulfill his destiny, but to do that, he needs his mate by his side. Spiritual, easygoing Jobe reveres Mother Nature and trusts in fate, yet he can’t help being nervous about how his mate will react to his new life in Red River, his new life with Jobe. Two Alphas with contrasting personalities, different upbringings, and divergent beliefs come together for the good of their packs. But to stay together, Wesley and Jobe must see beyond the surface and embrace every facet of themselves and their union.
Books in Series:	Pack Series by Cardeno C.
Books by Author:	Cardeno C. Books

Prologue

“You’re only twenty-three. Give it time.”

Wesley Stone reached for the volume dial on the cracked dashboard and turned it to the right. Maybe if he could make the music loud enough, it’d drown out the voice in his head.

“You’re only twenty-three. Give it time.”

Time for what? There weren’t any other Alpha wolves in the Purple Sky pack, so everyone knew Wesley would eventually be leading them. What exactly were they waiting for?

“You’re only twenty-three. Give it time.”

Unfortunately, the sound in his head was louder than any rock song. He turned the knob again. He could concede that twenty-three was young to be a pack Alpha, but it wasn’t too young. And his uncle Paul was already sixty, well past the age when Alphas normally handed over the reins. It was time for him to transition leadership to Wesley.

“You’re only twenty-three. Give it time.”

He raised the volume and wished, not for the first time, that his old Civic had a better sound system. Wesley had spent three hours a day in that car during the four years he had driven back and forth to the nearest college. Getting a degree had been his uncle’s idea. He had said it would give Wesley extra credibility, but very few people in their small pack went to college, so they weren’t impressed with Wesley’s hard work and newfound knowledge about environmental engineering.

“You’re only twenty-three. Give it time.”

Memories piled up of those long days: waking up early, driving away from his pack and the woods into a concrete jungle, attending classes in huge buildings, holing up by himself in the musty library, and then driving home and falling into bed exhausted, only to do it all again the next day. And for what? If anything, the time away had put even more distance between him and the shifters he should be leading.

“You’re only twenty-three. Give it time.”

Once Wesley was truly their Alpha, they were certain to see his strength, his devotion, his skill in leading them, and they’d know the mark on his skin didn’t matter. Maybe then the pack would respect him.

“You’re only twenty-three. Give it time.”

Of course, for Wesley to be Alpha, his uncle would first have to step down. At six feet, one inch in height with a muscular one hundred eighty-five pound frame, Wesley had the advantage of size and youth over his uncle. If the man kept clinging to the position, Wesley could challenge him for it and he was bound to win. But at what cost?

His uncle, though not as strong as he had been during his youth, was a good Alpha and he had always treated Wesley well. His mother would be horrified if he went against her beloved brother, and the pack was already wary of Wesley, so taking the position by force wasn’t likely to endear him to them. Winning in a challenge against his uncle might earn him the position of Alpha, but he’d lose the respect of everyone who mattered, himself included. He had no options, no solutions. He was stuck waiting.

“You’re only twenty-three. Give it time.”

The radio knob he had turned yet again, snapped off in his hand.

“Dammit!” Wesley yelled in the empty car.

The music was already on full blast so he couldn’t hear himself, but his throat felt the strain. For that matter, so did the rest of him. His heart raced, his lungs worked overtime, and his muscles stretched so tightly they could have snapped at any moment. He needed a way to release the tension and frustration, and when he glanced out the windshield at the streets he had been blindly driving past in his effort to put space between himself and the maddening conversation he’d had with his uncle, he found the perfect solution: a human bar.

Most shifters had fated mates, but Alpha wolves needed to focus on their pack, not a mate, so instead of settling down with one wolf, they gave their energy to their pack and sated their bodies with shifters who weren’t yet mated. Wesley had a mirror so he knew he was attractive and there had been no shortage of admiring glances and come-ons from the humans at his school, but he hadn’t been receptive to their advances because he dedicated all his remaining free time and energy into socializing with his pack. Unfortunately, the shifters who should have been falling all over themselves to get attention from an Alpha gave him a wide berth because of the scar he’d carried since birth. As he jerked the wheel and skidded into the parking lot, the last thing Wesley wanted was to focus on wolves who held him at arm’s length.

The scar, though large—the oddly textured skin bisected his stomach from just under his bellybutton to the top of his groin—didn’t keep him from shifting quicker than others, running faster, or being stronger. When he’d scuffled with other wolves as a youth, he had always come out on top, demonstrating his strength and proving that his skin anomaly should be irrelevant. But shifters were animals as well as people, and animals perceived an abnormality as a weakness, so to them, the scar mattered.

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Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Cardeno C.
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	9781942184010
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Exiled by his pack as a teen, Omega wolf Simon Moorehead learns to bury his gentle nature in the interest of survival. When a hulking, rough-faced Alpha catches Simon on pack territory, he tries to escape what he’s sure will be imminent death. But instead of killing him, the Alpha takes Simon home. A man of action, Mitch Grant uproots his life to support his brother in leading the Blue Mountain pack. Mitch lives on the periphery, quietly protecting everyone, but always alone. A mate is a dream come true for Mitch, and he won’t let little things like Simon’s rejections, attacks, and insults get in their way. With patience, seduction, and genuine care, Mitch will ride out the storm while Simon slays his own ghosts and Mitch’s loneliness.
Books in Series:	Pack Series by Cardeno C.
Books by Author:	Cardeno C. Books

Chapter 1

“Trick or treat!”

“We’re coming!” Frederick hustled to the front door of the Alpha house, his white lab coat billowing behind him. “Happy Halloween.” He opened the door and smiled down at the young ones crowded on the mat.

“Who’re you dressed as, Alpha?” asked the latest princess to grace Frederick’s doorstep. This one wore a green dress.

“He’s a doctor!” said a tiny zombie. “See, he has a doctor uniform.” He tugged on Frederick’s white lab coat as he spoke.

“Billy!” The cub’s mother rushed forward and dragged him aside. “We don’t touch people.” She looked up at Frederick from underneath her lashes, keeping her head respectfully lowered. “My apologies, Alpha.”

“Nothing to be sorry for.” Frederick waved her off casually. “I am a doctor,” he said to the children as he crouched down to their eye level. “But not just any doctor.”

Through the large picture window at the front of the house, Mitch could see their eyes widen with interest. That was his cue. With a sigh, he got up off the living room couch, picked up the giant bowl of candy, and then walked to the front door, slowing his pace and making his steps jerky as he neared.

“What kind of doctor are you, Alpha?”

“I’m Dr. Frankenstein,” Frederick said. “Do you know who that is?”

“Frankenstein’s the big monster,” said a little girl.

Rolling his eyes, Mitch began stomping loudly to get the children’s attention. He had told his brother the young ones either wouldn’t know who Frankenstein was or wouldn’t know enough to understand the concept of the doctor and his monster, but Frederick had always been a bookworm and a fan of old movies, and he was sure they were the perfect choices for Halloween costumes.

“Argh.” Mitch walked over to the children with his arms straight out in front of him.

“Frankenstein is the doctor,” Frederick explained patiently. He scooted back, pulled the door all the way open, and pointed at Mitch. “That’s my monster.”

All eyes turned to Mitch, and it was a toss-up as to who was more frightened—the children or their parents. The all-black suit, green face paint, and bolts glued to the sides of his neck made him look like a scary monster to the cubs. His six foot seven inch, two hundred twenty-four pound hulking frame, coal black eyes, shaved head, rough face, and history as the person responsible for eviscerating the three men who had served as their Betas while his brother killed the previous Alpha made him the stuff of nightmares to their parents. The fact that Mitch and Frederick hadn’t asked for the battle and that the men had all been abusive to their pack wasn’t enough to completely eliminate their fears.

The children, at least, were easily soothed. Mitch gave his best monster growl, thrust the bowl at them, and within seconds, he was surrounded by costumed cubs grabbing candy. The adults stood a few feet away, tight smiles on their faces. When all the kids had shoved handfuls of treats into their pillowcases and bags, they turned on their heels and ran off, presumably heading for the next house.

One of the parents reminded them to say thank you, and without slowing down, squeaky voices yelled, “Thanks, Alpha! Thanks, Mr. Grant.”

“You can call me Mitch,” he said for what felt like the thousandth time.

“That was fun.” Frederick closed the door. “I’m going to call Donia before the next wave of kids hits.”

“You called after the last group left and that was less than five minutes ago,” Mitch said pointlessly. His brother’s protectiveness became more pronounced when his mate was carrying their young, and Donia was five months along with their second child.

“Lucy sounded tired,” Frederick said about his three-year-old daughter. “You know she can be a handful, and in Donia’s condition, she might be too much to handle.”

Mitch snorted and shook his head. “I dare you to tell your mate she can’t handle her own daughter.”

Never mind that Donia was smart, capable, and an excellent mother. She was also the biggest, strongest woman Mitch had ever seen. At five foot eleven inches, she was only an inch shy of Frederick’s height, and though her build was more feminine, she was just as muscular as her mate. On top of that, Donia was an Alpha wolf in her own right, something rare in females.

When Kristof, the previous Alpha, had refused to release ebony-skinned Donia from the pack because he had issues with her mating ivory-skinned Frederick, she had been ready to challenge him. But Frederick got there first and walked into an ambush no person could have survived alone. Fortunately, Frederick hadn’t been alone. His twin had been by his side as usual. So when the Alpha and his three Betas attacked Frederick, Mitch had killed the Betas and stepped aside to let his brother get rid of the Alpha. Together they had sent a clear message that underestimating the Grant brothers was a very bad idea. And they had inherited a pack in the process. A pack in a remote mountain town hundreds of miles away from the nearest big city.

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