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Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)

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Essie Ferguson didn’t plan to inherit a mansion with ghosts, a mysterious cat, and the most aggravating man in the county as a neighbor. She certainly didn’t expect him to end up as her houseguest.
But Zander Templeton isn’t just a handsome stranger. They have a history. Even though his mere presence makes her heart flipflop, Essie definitely doesn’t intend to live by his rules. To her amazement, she discovers that being looked after feels dangerously good. Could Zander be the Daddy Dom she’s always dreamed of finding?

Ferguson’s Folly has a way of arranging things with a little help from an eagle-eyed housekeeper, a pair of reunited ghostly lovers, and one very opinionated orange tom cat

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Chapter One

Essie Ferguson removed her black hat as she climbed the stairs to the entrance of the imposing manor house. The corners of her mouth tilted up in a faint smile as she remembered racing up the stairs as a child to throw herself into the welcoming arms of her Aunt Esther Ferguson. She’d loved coming to Ferguson’s Folly all her life. Essie’s best memories of her childhood had happened here.

Today, the massive building had lost some of its sparkling appeal. The flowers out front still bloomed as gloriously, filling the air with a delightful scent, as they had in her memories. Essie missed the lovely woman who’d greeted her so eagerly each and every time she’d arrived. They’d been like kindred spirits despite the forty-year difference in their ages.

Born on the same day, May 17th, Esther had always claimed a special link bound them together. Essie believed that just as fervently. Last year, Essie had quit her job and rushed to her aunt’s side to help her when Esther had fallen and broken her hip. Unfortunately, Esther had never recovered fully. Secretly, Essie guessed her beloved aunt had been ready to join her late husband.

“Thank you, Sara,” Essie murmured as she walked through the door the solemn housekeeper held open for her. She smiled at Sara who had supported her through all the arrangements.

“Your guests have taken up residence in the library, Essie. Would you like me to serve tea or open the bar?” Sara asked.

“Is Nelson in there?” Essie whispered, nodding toward the library door from the foyer.

“Yes, miss.”

She rolled her eyes at the knowledge that Nelson would have automatically helped himself at the bar. “Then I suspect my cousin has already made that decision, Sara. Bring tea and your delicious treats for everyone not already guzzling Uncle Edmund’s expensive cognac.”

Sara’s sad expression brightened slightly as the corners of her mouth twitched. “You’ve got Nelson figured out.” With a nod, the housekeeper excused herself to follow Essie’s wishes.

Essie paused long enough to straighten her clothes and slough off her annoyance at her cousin’s proprietary attitude in the privacy of the hallway. With her composure restored, she headed into her late uncle’s former office, which Esther had rebranded as the library. She passed by a large portrait of Esther and Edmund Ferguson, smiling at their obvious love for each other.

“I wish I’d had a chance to meet you, Uncle Edmund,” she whispered. “Whoever captured Aunt Esther’s heart had to be special.” The couple had always felt like a life goal to her. Finding a dedicated relationship like they’d shared couldn’t be easy, but Essie found herself comparing possible life partners to the descriptions her aunt shared about her husband. Somehow all the guys she dated fell horribly short of that high standard.

“Thank you, Essie,” a deep voice said from behind her.

Essie whirled, losing her balance in the fancy leather-soled high-heeled pumps she’d worn to the funeral. Automatically grabbing at the nearest table to steady herself, Essie missed the marble top. Her fingers latched onto the decorative silver tea tray under the portrait and swept the entire service onto the floor with an obnoxiously loud clatter.

Essie stared at the almost transparent figure standing before her, and her heart raced inside her chest. “Uncle Edmund?” she whispered.

“Good God, Essie. You are the clumsiest,” Nelson bellowed from the doorway of the library. “If you’ve damaged that set, I’ll have to charge you for its repair.”

She barely kept her eyeballs from popping out of her head this time at Nelson’s latest obnoxious comment. “I so appreciate your concern, cousin. I’m fine. No reason to worry about my health.”

Essie peeked back at the space where Edmund had stood seconds earlier. Empty.

“Let me help you, Essie.”

Zander Templeton stepped around the others gathered in the doorway. She tried not to ogle him as he walked to where she still sat on her bruised bottom and battered self-confidence. Who would have ever guessed that tall, skinny ZaZa, as she’d called him as a child, would grow up to look like this. Broad-shouldered and devilishly handsome with those ice-blue eyes and jet-black hair… Hell, he wasn’t even balding. Of course, he had inherited the large estate next door and made his mark on the cattle market, according to Aunt Esther. She’d been quite proud of his accomplishments.

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Vex (Devil Daddies MC #4) Read Online Pepper North http://www.ilovenovels.com/vex-devil-daddies-mc-4-read-online-pepper-north Thu, 23 Apr 2026 23:09:05 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/vex-devil-daddies-mc-4-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Authors: Pepper North Series: Devil Daddies MC Series by Pepper North
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Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)

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In Angel's darkest hour, a biker from the wrong side of the tracks swoops in to rescue her.

The daughter of a wealthy businessman, Angel Daniels enjoys her indulgent lifestyle, even if she teeters on the edge of boredom. That all changes when the Ravagers kidnap her. Will she survive their evil plot?

Vex plays life fast and loose. He doubts the special woman he's dreamed of will ever appear, so why not take chances? The last place he expects to find the one he could love forever is in the clutches of the Devil Daddies' rivals. And that other guy who thinks he's claiming Angel? He's totally wrong for her

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Chapter 1

She’d never liked darkness, even when at home where she knew she was safe. Here, the black shadows filling the unfamiliar space challenged her ability to withstand the panic looming inside her. Angel held on to her composure with the ragged nails on her usually immaculate fingers.

She’d tested every side of the room in her search for an exit from this hellhole and found nothing other than a door that opened randomly to allow the light from the hallway to spill inside. Each time she cowered, expecting mistreatment. Each time she’d been correct, and her hopes of being rescued faded away.

Could this get any worse?

A growing ache in her abdomen answered that question. Angel had no idea how many days had passed since the Ravagers had taken her. The jerks had used the darkness to keep her from tracking whether it was day or night. Combined with their random visits to terrorize her with threats of what would happen to her if her father didn’t comply with their demands, Angel had completely lost track of time.

The door slammed open, and she jumped and cowered back against the wall. The tattooed man that swaggered inside laughed mockingly at her automatic reaction before taunting her with the latest update.

“Bad news, Ms. Daniels. Your beloved dad wants nothing to do with you. He’s not willing to pay your ransom. Sucks to be you, huh? I’m debating whether to kill you now or after I turn you over to my men for a bit of fun.”

The apple of her father’s eye, Angel was confident her dad would never have sent that message. As terrified as she was by his threat of whatever his bikers would consider amusing, Angel tried not to let him see how much he scared her. Stiffening her back, she tried to pull her courage around her as a shield. She might have come from a rich family, but that didn’t mean everyone had always treated her well. Jealous girls had tormented her in school. Angel had learned to never let them see that their words got to her.

“He’ll pay. You might want to check how loyal your people ferrying messages are. They might have brokered their own deal,” she suggested. Take that, asshole. Hopefully doubts about the hold he had over the Ravager crew would fester in his brain.

“My men would never betray me,” Viper, the Ravager’s president, growled.

“Okay. Just letting you know I’m his only daughter. If you really haven’t heard from him, something’s wrong.” Angel crossed her fingers behind her back, hoping to plant additional doubt in the volatile motorcycle club leader’s mind. Each time she saw Viper, he reacted differently. Anticipating his reaction to anything was impossible.

“Fucking bitch,” Viper said, storming from the room. “Lock her in again, Cyclone. This time, no water for two days.”

The man who’d sporadically brought her food and drinks since she’d gotten there shouted down the hallway after the irate biker, “You got it, Viper.”

As Cyclone closed the door, Angel called out, “Wait! I need some tampons. I don’t want to make a big mess in here for you to have to clean up.”

The biker wasn’t quite as rough as the others in the Ravagers. He’d told Angel that Viper had assigned this duty to him to make sure she stayed alive because he had medical training. When she’d arrived, he’d gotten her a bucket to pee in.

“Viper’s not going to approve those.”

“I doubt he’s going to scrub the blood off the floor when I’m gone. Maybe you could think of some way to talk him into it?” Angel suggested. She was sure Viper would want to humiliate her. This was a perfectly embarrassing scenario for the MC president to use to his advantage.

“I’ll talk to him. Later. You pissed him off too much.”

Without another word, Cyclone slammed the door shut and locked it. Angel wrapped her arms around herself in the darkness, trying to comfort herself. If only Sammie was there with her. No, she wouldn’t want her stuffie in this awful place.

Catching herself almost sticking her thumb in her mouth for the millionth time, Angel grabbed a fistful of her grubby designer T-shirt to tether her hand away from her face. She wouldn’t soothe herself by allowing her Little side to come out either. Who knew whether the Ravagers had installed night-vision cameras in the room with her? Viper probably got off on watching her.

Two days had to have passed when Cyclone returned, for her cramps that always accompanied the heaviest days of her cycle had ended. Trapped in the darkness with nothing to use for her period, Angel had wadded her skimpy underwear up between her legs. If only she’d had on the granny panties she usually did during her period. Unfortunately, she’d been wearing a thong when taken. That skimpy material had soon become saturated. She’d tried to rip the bottom of her jeans or shirt off to use as a pad. Everything resisted tearing. She couldn’t do anything about the mess. All hope that she’d survive this ordeal evaporated as she lost the last shreds of her dignity.

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Marcus (Nightfall Daddies #1) Read Online Pepper North http://www.ilovenovels.com/marcus-nightfall-daddies-1-read-online-pepper-north Sat, 28 Feb 2026 17:33:35 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/marcus-nightfall-daddies-1-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Authors: Pepper North Series: Nightfall Daddies Series by Pepper North
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Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)

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Yield to the allure of Nightfall, the city’s shadowy gathering spot for the chosen.
Dare to receive a glowing white or blood moon stamp that reappears mysteriously to grant entry to the hottest club in town. Warning: The owners are ruthless as they hunt for their mates. And they're hungry.

Shivery, scary thoughts rock Carina the moment she locks eyes with Nightfall’s head of security. Danger oozes from his green eyes and scarred bulk. Something about this massively built guy makes him irresistible. Surely he’s not interested in a completely average finance specialist. How can he speak in her mind and read her secret desires?

Marcus survived hundreds of rivals in the coliseum. Violence courses through his veins. Now part of a powerful clan, his mission is to protect Nightfall's purpose and all those who gain entry to the club. No one knows the vampires’ presence here has a secret goal. When the notice comes on opening night, he will do anything to keep his special Little safe
Warning: The Nightfall Daddies are possessive, primal, and do not shy from violence. Step into their club with caution. The faint of heart may find their world disturbing

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Chapter

One

Standing in the large gathering area of Nightfall, Marcus kept his eye on everyone as they bustled around tending to the last bits of construction and decorative touches in the swanky night club. The opening weekend loomed ahead, upping the pressure on everyone to complete their tasks. This was Marcus’s worst nightmare, akin to fighting with an army of untrained and undisciplined soldiers.

In front of him, the bane of his existence at this particular moment, a woman dripping with artsy clothing, barred his workers from installing cameras. Few people braved disagreeing with Marcus. His massive build had withstood thousands of attacks, and his I-could-kill-you-with-a-twist-of-my-wrist attitude dissuaded most from arguing with him.

“I will be able to see every inch of this space,” Marcus decreed and stepped closer to the designer Alaric had hired.

“It isn’t done,” Pandora Delafante argued, bracing her arms on each side of the doorframe.

Marcus captured her gaze with his. “You’re right, Pandora. It isn’t done anywhere but here. You will allow my crew to continue.” He was impressed she stood her ground for three seconds before her expression softened. Seconds later, Pandora looked around as if processing where she was.

“Pandora, darling. You’re needed in the VIP lounge. Someone walked in with a bunch of green-and-pink striped pillows,” Titus called from behind the bar that ran the length of Nightfall’s main party area.

“Green and pink? Oh, no, no, no!” Pandora ran toward Titus’s voice.

Marcus rolled his eyes and turned to the two electricians. “Carry on.”

“We’re not doing something illegal, are we?” one of the younger men asked.

This job was going to kill him. That said a lot considering he’d survived the Roman coliseums centuries ago. He glared at the younger man, meeting his gaze directly. “No. Everything is fine.” He turned to see the other man staring at him and repeated his message. “This is perfectly normal.”

“Of course it is. Best job I’ve ever had,” the second man said as he reclaimed his ladder and headed into the bathroom.

If he’d only had time to run the wires himself. Damn the supply chain issues that had required him to let outsiders handle some of the surveillance.

“You owe me one,” Titus called from behind the bar.

Marcus dismissed Titus’s demand with a wave of his hand. He’d owed Titus many favors over the years. Titus had never forgotten to collect. He turned to go put out the next fire.

Three feet away from the dance floor, Marcus froze as a compelling presence appeared in front of him. While all in his clan could speak mentally, only Alaric could project his image across distances. The translucent glow of Alaric’s body signaled that only Marcus’s clansmen could see him. The Elder’s voice resounded inside Marcus’s mind.

Are we on schedule, Marcus?

Marcus bowed slightly to acknowledge Alaric as if he were actually standing in front of him. He had no idea where Alaric was at the present. He could be a hundred miles away or more. Alaric’s reach was not limited in any way. The Elder of the clan had earned Marcus’s respect and allegiance over the years. Marcus would die protecting the clan chief without hesitation.

Marcus answered, All will be ready, Alaric. Have you toured the space recently?

The Elder’s power rocked Marcus’s massive form at the offhand suggestion that Alaric didn’t have his fingers pressed to the building’s pulse. Marcus held his position, too stubborn to take a step back to balance himself. He modified his question quickly.

Alaric, would you like me to run through the latest security measures?

Workers streamed around Marcus as he stared into what they perceived as empty space. Interestingly, no one crossed through the area where Alaric stood, invisible to all except for Marcus. Concentrating on the Elder, Marcus ignored the puzzled looks he received from the various contractors. Clansmen, like Titus at the bar, watched him closely. A fraction of the tension in Marcus’s muscles vanished when Alaric answered in his usual calm and collected tone.

No, Marcus. As always, I have confidence in you. You will have thought of everything. I merely wished to offer you additional staff if needed.

The club will exceed the security needed. Marcus assured Lucien.

Perfect. It is essential we safeguard everyone who visits Nightfall from others.

Alaric’s reminder settled heavily on Marcus’s shoulders. The secondary purpose of the club hinged on Marcus’s ability to protect the club’s most precious visitors. He concocted his answer strategically.

Exactly. And also, from anyone who seeks to use the club for a reason other than your design.

The weight of Alaric’s full attention targeted him as the elder asked, Do you think we will be successful, Marcus?

Even after years of experiencing the elder’s intense scrutiny, Marcus staggered mentally as the bond linking them together tightened. Cautiously, he answered truthfully. Attempting to hide anything from Alaric was unwise. I do not know. But my trust in your design makes me believe our objective is possible.

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Coco – Dr Richards Little 34 Read Online Pepper North http://www.ilovenovels.com/coco-dr-richards-little-34-read-online-pepper-north Sun, 01 Feb 2026 09:23:02 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/coco-dr-richards-little-34-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic Authors: Pepper North Advertisement

Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)

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Finding the perfect job is only one of her dreams. Will a special man make the rest come true?

Tender-hearted Coco loves animals and has worked hard to excel in her vet tech classes. When she lands the position of her dreams in Sofia and Isabella’s vet clinic, Coco learns about a special dating app designed to match Daddies, Mommies, and Littles together. She quickly fills out the PLAYTIME app and crosses her fingers.

Roman Amato is wildly successful as the owner of the huge mall in town. Sadly, he’s missing someone special to care for and love. Could the sweet new employee who comforts his ailing dog be the one he’s searched to find? That MATCHED alert tells him she is.

Addiction Pepper’s stories will touch your heart and may warm your bottom. While both sweet & spicy, the Dr. Richards’ Littles® stories may contain more heat than some will find comfortable. Playing doctor with Dr. Richards can be an intense experience that borders on electrifying. The greatest risk, however, is developing an intense craving for more after reading just one. Proceed with caution.

Humane death of pet at a vet clinic

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CHAPTER 1

Clamping her teeth together to stop them from chattering, Coco crossed her fingers in the folds of her skirt. She distracted herself by checking out the waiting room on the dog side of the veterinary clinic. Cute pictures of dogs in various poses decorated the room. Coco loved them all, but wished she’d met the puppies in person instead.

“Coco?” a woman in a white coat asked from the doorway.

“Yes. I’m Coco,” Coco answered, hating the slight tremor in her voice.

“I’m Sofia Rossi. Thank you for coming to interview today. Let’s head to my office where we can speak privately.”

“Of course, Dr. Rossi.”

Coco followed her through the doorway, passing the front desk area. Two woman juggled manning the phones and greeting clients. Coco smiled and returned their greetings, glad to see smiles on their faces. Even while busy, the employees appeared to enjoy their jobs. This must be a good place to work.

Dr. Rossi led Coco into a sunny office and waved her into a chair. “Coco, let me tell you about the position and the type of person we’re looking for.”

“Okay. I’d love to know more,” Coco said as she took a seat.

“I joined this practice with an older veterinarian. He retired a few years ago. Currently, I work here with two vet techs, two weekend vet assistants, an office manager, and a receptionist. Unfortunately, one of my techs is moving, leaving us with a vacancy. You’re interested in a vet tech position, correct?”

“Yes. I saw the advertisement in the placement office of the community college I attend,” Coco shared.

“You’ve finished your associate’s degree?”

“I have. I’m currently working on additional certification in anesthesiology and analgesia,” Coco said, carefully pronouncing the two words. She often stumbled over words when she got nervous. She sighed in relief as she said these without messing them up.

“So, you’d like to work in the operating room?” Dr. Rossi asked.

“Eventually. I know I need more experience and am eager to work my way up into a specified… Sorry, I mean… specialized position if that’s a possibility.” Mentally, Coco kicked herself. She’d managed to say anesthesiology, but screwed up specialized?

“Of course, it’s a possibility. Finding someone with additional certifications would be a bonus. Are you good with animals?”

Coco smiled. “I adore animals. I want them all to be healthy and happy.”

“How would you like to assist me with a couple of appointments?”

“That sounds fun.” Coco would love to work with animals instead of trying to showcase herself for a job.

“I hoped you’d say that. Let’s go see my next two patients and then we’ll talk some more,” Dr. Rossi suggested as she stood.

Coco followed her through the connecting door in the back of the office, through the rear working space of the vet clinic. She stopped in her tracks at the sight of a woman who looked exactly like the veterinarian she followed.

“Hi, Coco, right? I’m Isabella, Sofia… Dr. Rossi’s twin. I’m a vet tech, too.”

“Oh! That’s so fun. Hi, Isabella.” Coco noticed Dr. Rossi standing by a closed door waiting for her. “I'd better hurry.”

“Sorry, Dr. Rossi,” she apologized as she approached.

“Totally understandable. I should have warned you.”

Dr. Rossi smiled as she opened the door to greet the next pet owner. “Hi, Janet. This is Coco. She’ll assist me today. How are the kittens?”

The basket on the counter barely contained a bunch of squirming kittens in all colors. In her studies, Coco had learned that a female cat could mate with several males and have different breeds of babies. In the basket, a Siamese kitten climbed up the side while a flashy calico kitten meowed up at her. A pure white kitten slept despite all the chaos next to two yellow tabbies who wrestled. A small gray fur ball barely moved. Coco instinctively knew something was wrong.

“Everyone is great, except for this small one,” the owner said, looking worried. “She’s not getting any bigger.”

“Sometimes with a litter this big, a kitten can get lost. Let’s start with the gray kitten first.” Dr. Rossi looked at Coco.

Scooping the runt up in her hands, Coco hesitated to put the animal on the cold metal table. “Is there a towel or a mat I could grab? She or he’s not very warm.”

“Good thought.” Dr. Rossi opened a drawer and pulled out a thick rectangle of material. “Okay. Let’s see how the fluff ball is doing.”

Almost instantly, Dr. Rossi looked at Coco. “Could you step in the back and ask Isabella for some kitten formula in a bottle?”

Isabella snapped into motion, and soon Coco was back with a warm bottle for the kitten. The doctor had moved on to examine the others, so Coco scooped the kitten up and offered it some nourishment. “Come on, little one. You can do it. Yum, yum, yum.” Finally, to her delight, the kitten rallied and sucked. Its efforts strengthened as it devoured the mixture. “Good job, champ. You’re doing it!”

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Caden’s Little Girl – Soldier Daddies Read Online Pepper North http://www.ilovenovels.com/cadens-little-girl-soldier-daddies-read-online-pepper-north Thu, 25 Dec 2025 22:03:10 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/cadens-little-girl-soldier-daddies-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male Authors: Pepper North Series: Series by Pepper North
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"How long have you been running, little girl?"

The battle-hardened special ops captain's tone made it clear he expected an answer, but that wasn't the only thing that left Brooklyn with her heart racing and her panties drenched.

It was the way he said "little girl" like she was his little girl.

Like she was daddy's little girl.

But daddy's little girl doesn't just get bathed and cuddled and put to bed with her cheeks flushed from coming. Sometimes she's spanked on her bare bottom when she's been naughty, or put in diapers, or taken care of by daddy just the way the doctor ordered whether she likes it or not.

"Too long," she answered.

It was time to let daddy give her what she needed.

Publisher's Caden's Little Girl is a stand-alone novel which is the ninth entry in the Soldier Daddies series. It includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

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CHAPTER 1

Brooklyn snuck another peek at the handsome military man next to her. She hadn’t been comfortable around men for months. Ever since… She shook her head to erase the angry face that loomed in her thoughts. No. I won’t think of him.

He’d driven her car away several blocks from the gathered newsies and onlookers who’d swarmed around her car after she helped Giana flee from her assailant before she pulled herself together enough to note her location. Brooklyn forced herself to break the silence that filled the interior of her car. “Thank you for your help. I was too shattered by the chase to navigate out of there. I don’t want to put you out anymore. I bet you need to get back to the base. Is there a back entrance or somewhere convenient where I could drop you off?”

“Trying to get rid of me?” he asked, drawing his words out slowly with a Texas accent that poured over her like warm honey.

As Brooklyn pondered the implications of how a voice could be so damn sexy, she caught his sideways glance toward her and rushed to answer. “No. I just don’t want to impose. You definitely weren’t expecting to have me screech to a stop on base and need Prince Charming to come save me.”

“Prince Charming, hmm? I think I like that.”

She turned in the seat to stare at him in disbelief. Who was this guy? He was older—not like her father’s age, but more seasoned than the other soldiers who had rushed to Giana’s aid. He also didn’t react like any man she’d ever met before. “Maybe I should call you Caden?”

“That works too,” he agreed and smiled at her.

Holy moly. That smile is lethal. She squashed the arousal that flared inside her. Men are bad. Dangerous. Her mind argued with the self-preservation warning system she’d built up over her time with her ex.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “Should I pull over?”

“Yes. Stop anywhere,” she agreed quickly.

To her amazement, he did. Caden steered into the first parking lot he came to and parked the car before twisting in his seat to meet her gaze directly. “Brooklyn, he’s locked up for a while. Tom can’t get you.”

“That’s good. Thanks again for helping me,” she told him.

“Do you want me to get out?” he asked.

“Yes, please.” Brooklyn was polite automatically as her mind raced several steps ahead to returning to the apartment and grabbing her stuff. She needed to be out of town before Brent saw her on the news.

“I won’t hurt you.”

That pulled her out of her plans. “Of course not. You’re not that kind of guy.”

“Then why are you so eager to get rid of me?”

“It’s better for you to get far from me,” she forced herself to explain. When that concerned expression she’d noted as he protected her from the press reappeared, she added, “I have a crappy ex who habitually beats up on me and anyone stupid enough to be anywhere around me. You do not strike me as dumb.”

“I try to avoid that.”

Brooklyn waited for him to say something else, but silence filled the car. She hadn’t explained herself well. “I stick to myself because I don’t want anyone else’s pain on my conscience. I’ll pay for an Uber to take you back to base. I’ve got to empty my apartment and find a safer place to stay.”

“You’re safe with me, Brooklyn.”

She laughed hoarsely. “That’s what my last boyfriend said too. He ended up in the hospital with a skull fracture. Seriously, Caden, get out of the car and forget we ever met.”

To her surprise, Caden shifted the car into reverse and pulled out of the parking space. “What are you doing?”

“Give me a minute.” He tugged his phone out of his pocket and selected something on the screen. Instantly, she heard a ringtone.

“Who are you…” She snapped her jaw shut when he held up a finger to signal her to be quiet.

“Caden? We’re starting a ten-mile hike. Did you change your mind about taking the day off?” a deep voice asked.

“Not exactly, Jerico. Bring the team. We need to move Brooklyn now.”

She shook her head vigorously, mouthing the word no.

“At Giana’s old complex?” the other man answered. “Bring a van?”

“Yes. Time is essential,” Caden stressed.

“We’ll be there in fifteen minutes.” The phone disconnected.

“What are you doing?” Brooklyn demanded.

“Playing Prince Charming.”

Never in her life had anyone taken charge of everything like Caden did. Pissed off at first by his insistence in helping her, Brooklyn’s emotions shifted almost instantly to gratitude and amazement. Now standing in her empty apartment, Brooklyn checked her watch. Twenty-two minutes. That’s how long it had taken for the buff men to pack her things into her car. The van hadn’t been necessary. She’d wanted to have her possessions in her vehicle in case she needed to leave quickly.

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Razor (Devil Daddies MC #3) Read Online Pepper North http://www.ilovenovels.com/razor-devil-daddies-mc-3-read-online-pepper-north Wed, 19 Nov 2025 18:28:17 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/razor-devil-daddies-mc-3-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Authors: Pepper North Series: Devil Daddies MC Series by Pepper North
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Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)

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If you think you’re teetering on the edge, you haven’t met Razor.

Razor knows too much about everything. With all the information rattling around in his brain, it’s no wonder he’s the MCs doctor and shrink. When he suspects something is wrong with an Inferno regular, he has to intercede. Why is she risking so much by failing to act?

Honey Rhoades loves Inferno. It’s the one place she can go to get away from it all. Stress, a crappy car, and the worst job ever can make a woman stumble through life, right? At least here, she can sit pretty and flirt with hot bikers, even if she also gets bossed around by the one with Doctor Daddy vibes.
The members of the Devil Daddies MC will risk all to secure two special acquisitions and women with a Little side

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

Chapter 1

Pulling into the parking lot at Inferno, Honey Rhoades forced herself to search for a spot. A bank of handicapped spaces beckoned by the door, but she’d refused to apply for a permit to use them. Other people needed them much more than she did. Only on low-energy days like today, she regretted that decision, even though her kind neurologist had suggested she consider it.

“I chose to come out tonight. I could have gone home,” Honey announced to the empty interior of her vehicle as she drove up and down the aisles searching for a spot for her compact car.

She pulled into an empty spot eight rows away and slid out of the car. While the promise of a fun night out at Inferno had helped her endure her unpleasant boss’s complaints, one look at the distance she’d need to cross to get to the entry steps almost made her admit defeat. Honey stiffened her back and looped the shoulder strap of her small phone wallet over her head and arm, so it crossed her torso securely. She could do this. She would do this. Dammit!

Careful to lift her right knee high like she was marching, Honey walked slowly to the front despite her leg muscles quivering from the challenging trek. Proud that she’d only stopped once, she grabbed the railing and pulled herself up the steps.

“Need some help, ma’am?” a youthful voice asked.

When had she become a ma’am instead of a miss? Did her physical challenges make her appear older? Forcing herself to smile, Honey glanced up at a young woman and answered, “I’m good. Thank you for checking on me.”

“Of course. You’re almost there,” the woman encouraged before thankfully walking up the stairs and letting Honey navigate the last couple of steps without an audience. Thank goodness for small favors.

Again, that voice in the back of her head encouraged her to admit defeat and return to the car. “I’m not giving up,” she told herself sternly and marched up the steps.

She made it through the short line at the door and hesitated, scanning the interior of Inferno. The chatter and laughter of the patrons, the flashing lights under the DJ booth, and the spacious interior welcomed her. Honey loved the upbeat energy that filled the space. As always, the restaurant and bar thrilled her with its mixture of fun and dangerous motorcycle bad boy vibes.

The music welcomed her like an old friend. She’d always adored dancing. Now when she came to Inferno, she loved watching everyone have a blast. She swayed to the beat, remembering past fun in nightclubs.

The tremble in her legs told her to stop pushing it and go find a table. She used to sit at the bar, but climbing onto the stools took more energy than she had tonight. Honey spotted a booth and walked forward. As she hurried to nab it, she forgot to focus on lifting that treacherous right foot. Honey made it three steps before her toe caught, and she tumbled to the floor.

“Crap!” Honey forced herself to sit there for a second to make sure she wasn’t hurt and to gather the last of her energy to stand.

“Hey, are you okay? I’m a doctor. You can call me Razor.”

Honey looked up into the concerned face of the handsomest man she’d seen in a long time. His muscles had muscles, and he rocked his salt-and-pepper short hair and beard. She quickly controlled her expression, hoping she didn’t appear as close to drooling as she felt. He wouldn’t be interested in her. She was too… broken. Abandoning her first inclination to refuse, she asked for assistance.

“Oh, I’m fine. I’ve always been a klutz. If you’d help me up, I’d appreciate it.”

“Of course,” Razor told her and lifted her easily to her feet. His hands remained around her waist while she regained her balance.

The world wobbled around her, and she weaved slightly. Get it together! She stiffened her legs to steady herself. To her surprise, the man didn’t move away. He remained by her side.

His eyebrows drew together in concern. “How about you sit and rest for a bit?”

“I was going to that table. The stools are too… high for me to be comfortable,” Honey said, waving at the booth she’d headed toward. Another group had claimed it. A quick sigh escaped her. “Oh, I missed that one.” She scanned for another place to sit.

“Hey!” His voice pulled her attention back to him. He’d focused with laser precision on the table of young men. “Go sit somewhere else,” he ordered. His strong voice easily carried the eight feet separating them. The kind tone he’d addressed Honey with hardened into a fierce one.

The booth’s occupants scanned him quickly. Immediately, they grabbed their beers and slid from the bench seats, waving for them to sit down. Honey looked back at the handsome man and noticed his leather vest. Oh, they were afraid of him. Honey understood that. She’d seen how the leather-vested men responded to any problems. She’d always skirted around them, fascinated by their menacing appeal.

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Koa’s Little Girl – Soldier Daddies Read Online Pepper North http://www.ilovenovels.com/koas-little-girl-soldier-daddies-read-online-pepper-north Thu, 25 Sep 2025 16:03:52 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/koas-little-girl-soldier-daddies-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic Authors: Pepper North Advertisement

Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 49258 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)

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"Are you a daddy?"

Giana felt brave as she left the note with that simple question at the base for special forces officer Koa Lokela, but the moment he gave her his answer she was soaking wet and blushing crimson.

Now he's undressing her and carrying her to his bed to claim her as his not just in her naughtiest fantasies but for real.

And soon he'll be spanking her bare bottom when she's been a bad girl, bathing her and tucking her in with a kiss after a hard day, and sometimes even putting her in diapers, taking her temperature, or bringing her to the squad medic for a thorough examination while he watches.

Because his answer was yes.

Publisher's Koa's Little Girl is a stand-alone novel which is the eighth entry in the Soldier Daddies series. It includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

CHAPTER 1

“Look, military hotshot, based on the height of those flames, I could charge you with arson. I don’t know if you’re dimwitted or totally incompetent, but you risked your home and the homes of the other hard-working people in the area,” the fire captain told him with anger radiating from her gaze.

Koa backtracked immediately, dropping his charming smile that usually smoothed over any disagreement with the opposite sex. She was not receptive to flirting at all. He switched to all business trying to dig himself out of the hole he found himself almost buried in. “Yes, ma’am. You are absolutely correct. I should have never started my teammate’s grill without him being here to clue me in about its operation. Thank you for coming to assist.”

“Assist? You mean put out the roof-high fire flare,” she corrected him, visibly bristling more at his use of that word.

Koa had regretted his wording immediately when he saw her react to it. He backtracked again. “You are totally correct. Our fire extinguishers did not faze the flames. Your firefighters saved the day.”

“You bet your ass they did. Don’t let it happen again or I will cite you.”

Replaying the previous evening’s conversation with the fire captain on an endless loop had interrupted his sleep last night. By the morning, he’d already decided he needed to mend fences, or at least, apologize one more time. Not only did Koa know she was right, he needed to see her to double-check his reaction. He’d picked up something special about that woman.

Throwing on fatigues and a T-shirt for that day’s training, he headed to the fire station. He left his car in the parking lot and headed across the asphalt driveway. With luck, she would still be on duty. As he approached, a couple of guys paused from their chore of sweeping out the bay.

“Can we help you, sir?” one called.

“I’m looking for Giana Mancini. Is she working today?” Koa asked, glancing around.

“She’s here. Who are you?” the other said suspiciously.

Instantly, Koa knew they were interested in the stunning captain. “Would you tell her that the wingman last night wishes to see her?”

“Wingman? She’s not going to understand that,” the man said, glaring at Koa.

Something in his tone that made Koa take a hard look at him instead of a fleeting glance. Physically fit, of course, the blond firefighter’s expression was anything but welcoming to a visitor. The glare he leveled at Koa felt personal.

“Wait! Are you the guy who started a ten-foot-high flame in a gas grill last night?” the dark-haired one asked, drawing Koa’s attention away from the first man. This guy’s demeanor was completely different as he grinned and shook his head in disbelief.

“Yeah. My teammate’s grill. I should have waited for him to get home,” Koa admitted. The team had ribbed him all day about the wing fiasco. While it had been good-natured teasing, he was starting to bristle when they brought it up now.

“You think?” a woman’s voice mocked him from behind.

Koa turned to meet beautiful brown eyes. “Definitely. I’d hoped to talk to you. Can I steal a bit of your time?” When she hesitated and glanced at the men working in the outside bay, he suggested, “Let’s stand under that big oak tree on the edge of the drive.”

“Why?”

“I thought we got off to a rough start,” Koa said, walking forward. When she crossed her arms over her chest, he immediately halted, not wishing to push past her comfort zone. Damn! She’s even prettier without the heavy protective gear. He swallowed hard in reaction as something inside him clicked into place. Koa hadn’t imagined his attraction to her last night.

To his surprise, she nodded and walked past him to the spot he’d indicated. When they reached the shade, she turned to face him with a hard stare. “What do you want?”

“To apologize. I’m sorry for losing control of the fire. That could have had a bad ending.”

She stared at him as if assessing his honesty for several seconds before answering, “Mistakes happen. That’s what we’re here for.”

“I’m Koa,” he introduced himself, holding out his hand.

“I’m not interested,” Giana answered bluntly. She didn’t extend her hand. She glanced past Koa to the line of male firefighters who stood watching their exchange.

When Koa followed the line of her view, he noted their expressions ranged from casual interest to anger. That blond guy has judged me as competition. Koa was okay with that. He was here for a reason.

When he turned to Giana once again, her expression had hardened further to pure granite. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was happening here. She had very consciously separated business from pleasure. Some guys had accepted that. One had not.

“This doesn’t seem like a good place to talk. Where do you usually hang out when you’re not at the station?” Koa asked.

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Scythe (Devil Daddies MC #2) Read Online Pepper North http://www.ilovenovels.com/scythe-devil-daddies-mc-2-read-online-pepper-north Sat, 16 Aug 2025 22:26:13 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/scythe-devil-daddies-mc-2-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Authors: Pepper North Series: Devil Daddies MC Series by Pepper North
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Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57726 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)

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If you want something moved, you’ll have to check with Scythe.

Scythe comes from old-fashioned country life. His word is his bond, and he challenges any wrong he encounters. Lying to Scythe is not a good idea. When he spots a heavily made-up woman wearing an obvious disguise, he knows something’s up. Why is she pretending to be someone she isn’t?

Winnie Bradley can’t believe she made it into Inferno after being turned away by the bouncer twice for being too churchy. So what if her clothes don’t flash all her body parts? Or any of them. Tonight’s borrowed outfit is too drafty to be comfortable. She just needs to broker a deal for her stepdad’s collection before her nerve evaporates. If only that hot biker wouldn't scowl at her!

The members of the Devil Daddies MC will risk all to secure two special acquisitions and women with a Little side

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

Chapter 1

Please let this work. Please don’t let me run into anyone I know. Winnie slid out of her eleven-year-old sedan and smoothed down her borrowed dress. The evening air whisked through the gaps between the straps, making her shiver. She rolled her eyes. Of course Belinda would consider this to be a complete outfit. Winnie forced herself to walk away from the safety her car offered.

“You can do this!” she told herself sternly.

“Baby, in that dress, you can do anything,” a male voice assured her.

Winnie turned to see a man leaning against his motorcycle, smoking a cigarette. He could snap her in half with one arm tied behind his back. She waved a hand nervously and skittered past, almost rolling her ankle as she tried to balance on the borrowed, sky-high stilettos.

A line had already formed at the entrance of Inferno. Joining it, she restrained herself from correcting those who jumped ahead of her to join their friends. These are not second graders you need to teach, Winnie.

She struggled to keep from touching the itchy makeup Belinda had piled on her face as she slowly advanced to the door. Please don’t let that giant man turn me away again!

Crap! He’s there. The doorman stopped checking IDs to kiss his girlfriend. Maybe Winnie could scoot around him while he was distracted. She ran into his powerful arm as he blocked her. Crap! Now he’d never let her in.

“ID,” a rough voice demanded.

Winnie glanced up to see another Devil Daddies MC member had stepped in to screen people. Gathering her courage and donning the bored expression Winnie saw often on her stepsister’s face, Winnie extended her license. He gripped the small card in his hand and looked back and forth between her picture and her person.

“Not cool,” the regular doorman growled after ending his kiss and turning toward the door. He held out his hand to take her ID from the other biker.

“Wraith,” his girlfriend said as she patted his massive thigh.

He scanned her image and her face several times as well. When he opened his mouth, Winnie could tell he was going to send her away.

Her already fast heart rate skyrocketed. She had to get to Lucien. He was the only one who could help her.

Suddenly, the burly doorman looked at the curvy woman at his side. She nodded, and after a slight hesitation, he handed back her ID.

“Welcome to Inferno. Don’t cause trouble.”

“No, sir. Thank you.” Winnie clutched her ID and ran as fast as her high heels would allow her into the crowd. A sign caught her eye near the door, and she raced to the women’s restroom and escaped into a stall to recover. Collapsing on the toilet, she forced herself to slow her breathing. She’d made it inside. Getting to Lucien was the next challenge.

After carefully patting the panic sweat from her face so she didn’t screw up her makeup, Winnie emerged from the stall and washed her hands. The other women in the bathroom chatted and added fresh layers of lipstick over their already red lips. They greeted her as if she were a regular, complimenting her on her dress and shoes. Winnie appreciated their kindness. It helped her restore her bravery.

Winnie emerged determined and in control. Staring at the interior of Inferno for the first time, she paused to take in the vast space and the crowd. No wonder they had no problem turning people away. It was packed. The dimmed lighting filled most of the area but there were two main bar areas lit by spotlights and glowing neon signs. One area held tables where a lot of people ate. A dance floor extended from one side with an elevated DJ booth. Immediately, Winnie wished she had come to enjoy herself.

That thought reminded Winnie of her mission. Tugging at her short dress, she forced herself to focus and walked forward into the crowd. She ignored her wobbly step in the heels. I can do this.

She scanned the dimly lit interior of Inferno. Male and female bartenders put together drinks behind a huge winding bar. No flashy tossing of bottles or smoking cocktails in this place. Inferno seemed to specialize in beer and frozen drinks with whiskies and other hard liquors.

When a server walked by with a huge tray, she asked, “Where can I find Lucien?”

The woman shook her head. “You don’t.”

What did that mean? Winnie stared after her as the server adeptly wove through the boisterous partiers. Winnie lifted the scant fraction of an inch more she could rise onto her toes and scanned the crowd. If she were the boss of all this, where would she hide?

“Why do you want to see Lucien?”

The barked question made her jump. Winnie came down on the heels and wobbled. She reached out to grab something to stabilize herself and regain her balance. She met the man’s accusing eyes and blurted, “You scared me. You should talk nicely to others.”

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Keres (Fated Dragon Daddies #6) Read Online Pepper North http://www.ilovenovels.com/keres-fated-dragon-daddies-6-read-online-pepper-north Wed, 09 Jul 2025 19:15:19 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/keres-fated-dragon-daddies-6-read-online-pepper-north Genre: Alpha Male, Dragons, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Authors: Pepper North Series: Fated Dragon Daddies Series by Pepper North
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Total pages in book: 47
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Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)

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When all hope has evaporated, his search will focus on replacing himself.

Rimi has existed in the haze of a mountain shielded by clouds. Always dreaming of the sun, she’s never risked basking in its warmth. As the last hope for desperate dragons, being cherished as a fated mate is not this female’s destiny.

Keres has lived without a mate for too long. His battle to cling to sanity is coming to an end. Only one choice remains—abandon his need for a Wyvern mate to hunt something more elusive. The clock is ticking as blackness consumes his mind and soul.

Change has come to Wyvern. A centuries-old pact between the founders and their powerful allies could save the inhabitants of the city once again, but only a dragon Daddy can truly guard his mate from harm

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

Prologue

Nestled in the center of a ring of imposing mountains, the village of Wyvern has existed for hundreds of years. Its quaint town center wraps around a square featuring a commanding dragon statue elevated on a block-wide platform for all to admire. The words chiseled into the risers of the stone steps are a mystery to most. Almost all the ninety-plus commemorative etchings feature the last names of the founding families of the town without explanation. During the prosperity of technological tools, most forgot the old ways.

One female descendant of each founding family has traditionally served as the keeper of knowledge. Passing a huge tome from generation to generation, that woman ensures the pact the original settlers made with the first inhabitants of this land can’t be forgotten. The agreement between the huge, lethal creatures living in the mountaintops and the struggling, besieged humans sealed the duties for both sides. Promising protection for the people and fated mates for the dragons, this pact has evaporated from the minds of most of the citizens of Wyvern. But the dragons have not forgotten.

When all things powered by technology suddenly ceased to function, the worst features of humanity erupted as people struggled to survive. Once again, the strength and power of the massive beasts who have guarded the city is needed. Revealing themselves to the current-day citizens, the dragon horde fulfills their promise.

As descendants of those original families are found, mate bonds are forged between dragons and humans. The old ways are essential to the survival of all, and the ancient pact will soar in importance once again. For there are dragons, and they hunt for more than prey.

Five dragons of the horde have recently discovered their mates in the growing population of Wyvern. Others still search, hoping that each day brings their mate back to their ancestors’ home. The stakes are dire for the shifters. Mates create a balance between their human and dragon identities. One teeters on the brink of madness without the companionship of a mate.

Chapter 1

Flames heated the sky in front of Keres. He snapped back into his own mind mid-plummet. Ahead of him, a young amethyst dragon frantically flapped his wings in a desperate attempt to stay in front of Keres. A few more minutes and the last of the smaller dragon’s energy would run out. Keres could end him with one snap of his powerful jaw.

Keres shook off the blood lust that sizzled through his veins. Seizing control, Keres diverted from his target and flew in the opposite direction without another look at his prey. The black dragon wanted to end the usurper for daring to appear on the horizon. Even though Keres was miles from his territory, he’d reacted as if the other dragon had trespassed. His lack of control both angered and frightened him.

And I had no idea what was happening.

The animal side of him had taken complete control, pushing Keres’s logic and reasoning out of his skull. A roar burst from his throat as a final warning to his victim, who had disappeared from view as his dragon refused to back down completely. His jumbled thoughts continued to untangle until Keres could think rationally.

Still pissed off, he headed toward his mountain. Keres could isolate himself there until he was totally back in control. A movement to his left made him wheel around to face the incoming threat. Claws ready to attack, Keres readied his fire.

Keres! Stand down. Two mates are here. Drake’s voice echoed in his head.

The alert didn’t process. Battle lust raged inside Keres. How dare the dragons approach his territory? He would teach them a lesson they’d never forget.

Rising into the sky, he loomed over the bronze, blue, and gold dragons. While he recognized them as those of his horde, Keres didn’t think past them trespassing on his land. He screeched with anger, not to warn the invaders, but to make sure his voice was the last thing they remembered.

Keres! Please don’t hurt my Daddies!

The quiet voice sounded both scared and brave. That made him hesitate and allowed Keres a moment to think. He couldn’t attack horde members. They were the only ones he trusted. Shame filled his heart.

Skye. Tell your Daddies to leave my mountain!

Keres? You’re over Ardon’s lair. We’re going to visit for a tea party with Aurora. Come join us. You must be hangry.

Her sweet logic rocked him out of the blood rage filling his thoughts. He looked around and discovered Skye was correct. He wasn’t on his land.

Wheeling, Keres headed for his lair. Drake, Oldrik, and Ardon sent him messages he didn’t bother to hear. It would be the same old Keres, you have a problem, panicked message they’d sent repeatedly the last few weeks.

Keres, I’m worried about you. Skye’s voice registered on him. He could feel the concern in her thought.

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It’s time for the wanderer to come home.

Brooks Battlefield always does things his way. Part of his plan is to get back to Wyvern someday. When he was ready. Had he only known…

A delicious scent signals Rogan that someone extraordinary is in town. His prey may try to resist, but the red dragon won’t allow him to deny the bond that links them together.

Change has come to Wyvern. A centuries-old pact between the founders and their powerful allies could save the inhabitants of the city once again, but only a dragon Daddy can truly guard his mate from harm

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

Prologue

Nestled in the center of a ring of imposing mountains, the village of Wyvern has existed for hundreds of years. Its quaint town center wraps around a square featuring a commanding dragon statue elevated on a block-wide platform for all to admire. The words chiseled into the risers of the stone steps are a mystery to most. Almost all the ninety-plus commemorative etchings feature the last names of the founding families of the town without explanation. During the prosperity of technological tools, most forgot the old ways.

One female descendant of each founding family has traditionally served as the keeper of knowledge. Passing a huge tome from generation to generation, that woman ensures the pact the original settlers made with the first inhabitants of this land can’t be forgotten. The agreement between the huge, lethal creatures living in the mountaintops and the struggling, besieged humans sealed the duties for both sides. Promising protection for the people and fated mates for the dragons, this pact has evaporated from the minds of most of the citizens of Wyvern. But the dragons have not forgotten.

When all things powered by technology suddenly ceased to function, the worst features of humanity erupted as people struggled to survive. Once again, the strength and power of the massive beasts who have guarded the city is needed. Revealing themselves to the current-day citizens, the dragon horde fulfills their promise.

As descendants of those original families are found, mate bonds are forged between dragons and humans. The old ways are essential to the survival of all, and the ancient pact will soar in importance once again. For there are dragons, and they hunt for more than just prey.

Five dragons of the horde have recently discovered their mates in the growing population of Wyvern. Others still search, hoping that each day brings their mate back to their ancestors’ home. The stakes are dire for the shifters. Mates create a balance between their human and dragon identities. One teeters on the brink of madness without the companionship of a mate.

Chapter 1

Brooks had discovered that gatherings had become the norm in Wyvern these days. Sheltered together from the craziness he’d experienced himself outside the protective mountain ring around the ancient city, the Wyverns had grown closer as they had to work together to survive. These town-wide celebrations were a uniting break from hard labor.

He glanced around, looking for people he recognized. A drawback from being away for so long, he struggled to match the young friends from his memory with the older faces around him. When he caught sight of Skye, he headed her way. He’d like to make sure she was as happy as she appeared.

“Hey, Skye. Can I join you? I’ve been wondering how you are.”

He smiled at the group as they glanced up. To his delight, Skye nodded enthusiastically and patted the ground near her.

“Brooks, I’m glad you’re here,” Lalani greeted him. She was a familiar face as well. His grandmother loved the dragon’s mate and met with her often.

Settling between the two women, Brooks caught up with the latest news. Skye, as usual, didn’t say much. He was tickled when she cared enough to ask him anything.

“You’re staying in Wyvern?”

“It’s safe here. There’s a lot to do, so I can keep busy. I’ve been working on the passageways under the old town. I’m feeling like a tunnel rat. My grandmother insisted I come today to interact with people,” Brooks shared, before shaking his head and adding, “I hate to say, I’m getting itchy to travel around. I’m not used to hanging around the same place.”

“Your grandmother is so happy to have you here,” Lalani observed.

“I know. I’m not climbing the walls yet. Just trying to decide what to do long term,” Brooks assured her.

Skye patted Brooks on the shoulder. Immediately, two warning growls made him freeze and raise his hands to show he was harmless. Ardon and Oldrik were obviously very protective of their mate. He watched the blue dragon claim Skye, placing her on his lap.

Brooks chose the wisest move when dealing with a jealous dragon. He excused himself and shifted to the other side of Lalani. Keeping his eye on Skye, he suspected they were talking mentally. She seemed thrilled with her mates. Brooks was pleased for her.

Like something that special would ever happen for him.

A tune Skye hummed under breath sparked interest as almost everyone recognized it. Brooks had always called it the Ode to Wyvern. It was a song all Wyverns learned as a child. Ciel began to sing, and the group joined her, including the dragons. Suddenly the words took on true meaning. Chills went down Brooks’s spine.

Wyvern. Oh, Wyvern, we reached you in a battered state.

Will your mountain barriers guard us from those who hate?

Seeking sanctuary, the families dared to make a deal.

Winged creatures and Guardians allowed us to heal.

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