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Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)

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Clay Bearly When Bethany Sweet walks into my life, I lose my heart followed closely by my mind. To my inner bear’s horror, my mouth runs away without consulting my brain and I end up insulting my mate. It’s going to take a lot of begging for me to make this up to my curvy little mate but I’ll do whatever it takes to win her forgiveness and her heart. For starters, I’m going to take my inner bear’s advice and play on my strengths. As the shy, nerdy Bearly brother, I’ve always been much more comfortable with technology than people, so I’m going to use an unconventional method of wooing my mate. Text messages. Cora Sweet I’m so shocked when Clay Bearly refuses to shake my hand that my mind goes blank and I totally miss the opportunity to nail the middle Bearly brother to the wall for daring to insult me in my brand new bakery. The shocks don’t stop there. Within a few days, I’m getting sweet messages from the grouchy bear shifter that are impossible to ignore. Before I’m able to stop myself, I start to fall head over heels for Clay but I’m not going to roll over and let him walk all over me. Oh no. Clay Bearly has his work cut out for him if he wants to win my forgiveness. If you like over-the-top, growly bear shifter, curvy girl instalove with a ton of humor, and tiny amount of drama this short story is perfect for you. The grumpy, lonely bear shifters of Honey Pot Hollow are in for a surprise when a new human-owned bakery opens in the shifter-only town. The feisty human baker and her sisters aren't going to let the surly brothers ruin their sunny attitudes. The Sweet Sisters are going to use their considerable charms to bring Bearly Boys to their knees.

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I see my older brother’s name flash across my screen and shake my head as I answer. “Hello, asshole. Finally decided to stop ignoring my messages and call back?” After Thorne found his mate, he started treating me and our other brother like we have the goddamn plague.

When I received a text from my mother a few minutes ago, letting me know Papa Bear is down with a cold and she needs me to take care of Angel Baby, Thorne’s spoiled Chihuahua, I knew the asshole would be calling.

“I wanted to ignore your ass for at least another week, but I actually need a favor,” he admits. Oh, this is going to be good. In my mind, I imagine the dickhead tucking his tail between his legs. Today is the opening day for the bakery Thorne’s mate owns with her sisters.

The town grapevine has been buzzing with the news that the Sweet sisters used the inheritance their uncle left them to buy the old, abandoned building on Main Street.

Three new human women moving to a mainly bear shifter town went over like a lead balloon with the town’s bear shifter residents. Most of the ornery assholes in town ignored the newcomers, but Mama Bear stepped in to welcome them with open arms.

Thorne’s business, Bearly Construction, is the busiest contracting company in the area. When the spoiled rotten momma’s boy needed help keeping everything under control, my oldest brother lost his goddamn mind and hired our mother as his secretary. I’m not going to lie; it does my heart good to see her give him hell on a daily basis.

Momma Bear met Mabel a few weeks ago at Growler’s Market, the local grocery store, and volunteered Thorne’s company to help the three sisters get their bakery, Honey Buns, ready to open. Surprise of surprises, Thorne found his mate—the oldest Sweet sister, Mabel Sweet, his first day on the job.

Now, his new mating is going to be a pain in my ass. “What can I do for you, older brother?”

“I need you to babysit Angel Baby today.” Since I work from home every Friday and Monday, I don’t have an excuse to refuse him. As the quiet, nerdy brother, I’ve always felt more comfortable with computers. After college, I opened an IT consulting firm. I also do a little website design and maintenance on the side, which pays well and keeps me busy. Since I fucking adore the little dog more than I love to give my brother hell, I’ll gladly babysit Angel Baby. “Papa Bear is sick, and Momma Bear is trying to keep him from tearing shit up,” Thorne explains unnecessarily. Sick male bears are notoriously bad patients, and Papa Bear is one of the worst patients in history. A few years ago, he had stomach flu and destroyed Mama Bear’s entire backyard flower bed. Of course, it was me, Thorne, and our youngest brother, Wilder, who ended up fixing that mess.

“Why can’t your little shit stay home?” I’ve already decided to keep my canine nephew, but I still need to make my brother work for it.

“Since you’re one of the assholes who spoiled him rotten, you should already know the answer to your question. Weren’t you the one who put the baby crib in my bedroom for the little shit to sleep in?” Oh, yeah. That was fucking me. When Momma Bear started worrying about Thorne rolling over on the tiny Chihuahua and crushing him, I did my brotherly duty and volunteered to get the spoiled dog a human baby bed. My bad.

“I got Mamma Bear’s famous salmon souffle out of it. Plus, I got to irritate the fuck out of you, so it was a win-win for me, and my plan worked brilliantly. The little shit is good and spoiled, and you’re good and fucked,” I remind Thorne. “Bring my nephew by and I’ll make sure he’s reminded why he loves his Uncle Clay best.”

“If I had any other choice, I would tell you to suck my dick.” My bear wakes up and laughs at the distress in my brother’s voice.

“I know you’re desperate for love, big brother, but we aren’t that kind of family. And I heard a rumor through the grapevine that you’ve found a sweet little morsel to take care of your needs.” Fuck. I wince as jealousy cuts through me. I had no idea how much I wanted a mate of my own until Thorne found his mate. “Wilder and I are betting on how long it takes for you to clobber some poor fuck when he gets too close to your mate today.” We couldn’t pass up the opportunity to bet on his grouchy ass.

“What are you dumbasses wagering?”

“The loser has to wear a pink and white polka dot bikini all day long and wash the winner’s vehicles. Of course, the winner gets to take pictures. Do you want to join in on the bet?” My bear’s ears perk up at the thought of seeing my older brother prancing around in a bikini top.

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Bearly Tart (Honey Pot Hollow #2) Read Online Loni Ree http://www.ilovenovels.com/bearly-tart-honey-pot-hollow-2-read-online-loni-ree Mon, 01 May 2023 20:22:30 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/bearly-tart-honey-pot-hollow-2-read-online-loni-ree Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Virgin Authors: Loni Ree Series: Honey Pot Hollow Series by Loni Ree
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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)

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Wilder Bearly
It's true. I'm a dumb*ss.
Doing my brother a quick favor leads to the biggest shock of my life—his mate's youngest sister is my soulmate. The second Cora Sweet opens the door, I lose my heart and my mind. My mouth takes off without consulting my brain or my inner bear and I end up p*ss*ng her off.

After convincing myself I can fight this attraction, I act like an idiot and give Cora more reasons to hate my guts.

When I finally wake up and admit she owns me heart and soul, I have my work cut out for me. The youngest Sweet sister isn't ready to forgive and forget. My mate is determined to put me through the wringer and my only choice is taking my punishment like a man. After all, I'll do whatever it takes to win my sweet tart's heart and keep her forever.

Cora Sweet
Wilder Bearly is the biggest, hottest jerk I've ever met. One second he's grumbling under his breath that I'm his mate then the next second he's hauling ass in the opposite direction. I tell myself it's for the best since I'm nowhere near ready to settle down but Wilder's rejection hurts. Big time. I tell myself to forget about him and move on.

Too bad, I find it almost impossible to avoid the surly bear shifter. The more we're thrown together, the stronger the pull between us grows. But I'm not ready to give in just yet. I'm going to take great pleasure in torturing him before I cave and admit my heart belongs to the big jerk.

If you like over-the-top, growly bear shifter, curvy girl instalove with a ton of humor, and tiny amount of drama this short story is perfect for you.

The grumpy, lonely bear shifters of Honey Pot Hollow are in for a surprise when a new human-owned bakery opens in the shifter-only town.

The feisty human baker and her sisters aren't going to let the surly brothers ruin their sunny attitudes. The Sweet Sisters are going to use their considerable charms to bring Bearly Boys to their knees.

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I’m about to head out to work on one of my new rental properties when my phone rings. My oldest brother’s name flashes across the screen, and I’m tempted to ignore the call. “What do you want?” I answer before I’m able to stop myself.

“I need a favor,” Thorne grumbles.

“That sounds like a ‘you’ problem to me,” I tell him, already knowing brotherly love will force me to help him out. But first, I plan to give him shit.

“I’ll owe you big time. Whatever you want.” My oldest brother cuts right to the chase with an offer I can’t refuse.

“Don’t worry. I’ll find something painful for you to do,” I inform him while my mind fills with ideas to torture my oldest brother. “What do you need me to do?” Hopefully, it won’t take too long. I’m up to my eyeballs in alligators trying to get my two rental properties ready before the seasonal workers start flooding Rodin Ridge.

“Would you please stop by Honey Buns and let Mabel’s sisters know she’s okay? Tell them I’ll have her call them when she can.”

Why wouldn’t she be okay? None of this shit makes any sense to me. “Your house is closer to the bakery than mine,” I state the obvious and look around for my keys. “Head on over there.” Duh.

“My new mate is sleeping in, and I don’t want her sisters to worry.” Fuck me with a wooden spoon. Thorne completed the mating with Mabel. I should’ve known this was coming after he met his human soulmate a few weeks ago, but I’m a little shocked my brother managed to seal the deal this quickly. Humans usually take more than a few weeks of wooing to convince them to take a chance on shifters.

The Sweet sisters moved to Honey Pot Hollow to open a new bakery in an old, abandoned building on Main Street after their uncle died and left them an inheritance.

Three new human women moving to a mainly bear shifter town went over like a fart in church with the stubborn residents. Nearly everyone ignored the newcomers, but my mother stepped in to welcome them with open arms.

Momma Bear is Thorne’s secretary at his construction business. When she met Mabel a few weeks ago at the local grocery store, our mother volunteered Thorne’s company to help the three sisters get their bakery ready to open. On his first day on the job, he found his mate—the oldest Sweet sister, Mabel Sweet.

I’m pretty sure our middle brother, Clay, also found his mate at the bakery. He’s been acting like a bear with a sore paw ever since meeting Bethany Sweet. Both Thorne and I have tried to get him to talk about it, but Clay is holding his cards close to his chest on this subject.

So far, the universe is sparing me from the love bug’s bite, and I plan to keep it that way. When Momma Bear hinted that Cora Sweet might be my fated mate, I shut that shit down real quick. I told my meddling mother I refuse to let fate decide my future. Both of my parents gave me the where did we go wrong look, but I ignored them.

I’ve been working at my rental properties during the day and then coming straight home, hoping to avoid everyone until this crazy mating epidemic passes. There’s no way I intend to end up acting like my pussy-whipped brothers.

“I’ll stop by the bakery on my way out to Rodin Ridge.” Thorne mentioned that the sisters all live in the apartment above the bakery a while back. I glance down at my watch and realize I’m going to be late arriving at the rental if I don’t get a move on. “I’ll let you know when I figure out what huge fucking favor I want in return real soon.”

“Whatever.” Thorne hangs up on me.

As I drive the seven miles between my secluded cabin and Honey Pot Hollow, I make a mental list of everything I need to get done before I’m able to rent out the small house I recently purchased in Rodin Ridge, the small town twenty miles from Honey Pot Hollow.

Rodin Timber Technologies, one of the largest bear shifter-owned timber processing plants in the country, is located in the nearby small town. I make a killing renting to the workers who come to Rodin Ridge for temporary employment during the timber harvesting season.

With well-maintained small homes and short leases, my rental company is the first choice for the timber company’s seasonal workers. Over the last three months, I’ve bought two houses that need a little TLC before I put them on the rental market. I don’t really have time to be Thorne’s messenger boy.

After parking behind Honey Buns, I glance around, noticing the darkened alley surrounding the bakery. This might be a relatively safe shifter town, but the security at the bakery sucks. I walk up the back stairs to the private apartment, grumbling under my breath about the lax security while making a mental note to tell Thorne he needs to fix this fucking situation before something bad happens.

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Bearly Sweet (Honey Pot Hollow #1) Read Online Loni Ree http://www.ilovenovels.com/bearly-sweet-honey-pot-hollow-1-read-online-loni-ree Wed, 12 Apr 2023 20:59:19 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/bearly-sweet-honey-pot-hollow-1-read-online-loni-ree Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Insta-Love, Paranormal, Virgin Authors: Loni Ree Series: Honey Pot Hollow Series by Loni Ree
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Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 94(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 63(@300wpm)

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Thorne Bearly My headache is growing by the minute. I can’t believe my secretary, who also happens to be my mother, took on another job for my already overbooked construction company. At this rate, I’m going to be working twenty-four hours a day for the next fifty years to catch up. My intention to meet with the new bakery owner and politely decline this project takes a nose dive when Mabel Sweet drops right into my arms. My gorgeous mate’s name fits her to a T. Mabel’s sugary sweet luscious curves and a delicious honey scent wake up my inner bear. When he roars “mine,” my human side blurts out some crazy sh*t and ends up ticking Mabel off. Now, I have to find a way to convince my sassy mate to overlook my grouchy attitude and give me a chance. How hard could that be? Mabel Sweet When the kind woman I met at the grocery store offers to send her son over to help me with a few tasks around my new bakery, I’m excited to have the help getting ready to open. That is until I meet Mr. Tall, Dark and Grumpy. Thorne Bearly is appropriately named. The big grumpy thorn in my side has another thing coming if he thinks I’m going to just bow to his wishes. If you like over-the-top, growly bear shifter, curvy girl instalove with a ton of humor, and tiny amount of drama this short story is perfect for you. The grumpy, lonely bear shifters of Honey Pot Hollow are in for a surprise when a new human-owned bakery opens in the shifter-only town. The feisty human baker and her sisters aren't going to let the surly brothers ruin their sunny attitudes. The Sweet Sisters are going to use their considerable charms to bring Bearly Boys to their knees.

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Chapter 1

Mabel

“It’s going to take a miracle for us to get this place ready.” Bethany throws her blonde ponytail over her shoulder and grumbles as she attempts to scrape years of grime off the fifties-era laminate countertop.

“I know,” Cora, my youngest sister, agrees. “We must’ve been crazy to take on this project by ourselves.” Three humans moving into the mainly shifter community went over like a lead balloon. So far, we haven’t been able to get anyone to even give us an estimate to repair the falling down building.

“Stop complaining and get your butts into gear. We can totally do this.” I put on my cheerleading hat, attempting to portray false confidence.

Growing up as the oldest of three daughters was both a blessing and a curse. My parents gave me the most freedom but then tempered it with more responsibilities. Plus, I was the one who got blamed for everything. They say trouble flows downhill, but it didn’t work that way in the Sweet home. I was always the first one to be blamed. If all three of us were involved in the incident, my parents’ anger cooled by the time it got to Cora. Her major offenses where just minor inconveniences.

My mother always swore that having three girls within three years was the reason for her prematurely graying hair. My dad swears that Bethany and I used up all the sweet genes and left the sassiness for Cora.

“If we get a miracle.” My youngest sister insists, “I’m starting to think we bit off more than we can chew.”

“We’re going to whip this place into shape and have the best honey bun bakery in the entire country.” I school my features into a cool, confident mask before turning to my sisters. My effort falls flat as the two of them stare back, unimpressed with my confidence. So far, we’re pretty freaking unpopular in town. Most residents ignore our presence while a few actually bare their teeth when we approach.

“Uncle Stewart would roll over in his grave if he knew we spent our inheritance on this place,” Bethany groans. “He’s going to haunt us for sure.”

“Uncle Stewart told us to use the money to earn our independence,” I remind the Debbie downers. Our father’s elderly uncle lived with us for the last ten years of his hundred-year life. The fun, loving, bachelor millionaire was still a hoot in his old age. I’m not sure who caused more trouble in our home, him or us. “He wanted to give us the ability to make our own choices and have an exciting life.”

“I’m not sure buying a broken-down old building in a bear shifter community was what he had in mind.” Bethany holds her scraper up. “He definitely would’ve checked out the building before buying it.”

“We all agreed.” I refuse to let my sisters spin this around so it’s my fault. “Since it’s nearly impossible for humans to buy real estate in Honey Pot Hollow, the realtor told us we’d have to buy anything that came up listed on the human-accessible market.” This building isn’t in the best of shape, but the town council allowed non-shifter owners. “We had to jump on this opportunity.” No telling when another one would come available.

Years ago, our parents took us on a cross-country camping trip. When we stopped in Honey Pot Hollow, something called to all three of us. Bethany, Cora, and I all vowed to move to the predominantly shifter community one day. And here we are. Oof.

“While you two crabapples finish up the first round of cleaning, I’m going to head down to Growler’s Market and grab us something quick for dinner tonight.”

I don’t give my sisters time to argue. I pull off my work gloves and wash the grime off my hands before heading out the door. Hopefully, a pizza and a bottle of wine will improve their moods.

Feeling like a bug under a microscope, I sense every single eye in the grocery store following me as I make my way from aisle to aisle. I take a deep breath and force myself to keep shopping.

I round the corner without looking and ram my cart into another cart. “Oh, excuse me,” I quickly apologize, figuring I’m in so much trouble. The freaking town already hates us.

When the gorgeous woman glances up and smiles brightly, I look behind me to make sure her smile is for me. “That’s no problem, dear. It’s hard to see around the corners.” She steps close and holds out her hand. “I’m Ophelia Bearly, but please call me Momma Bear. Everyone else does.”

I shake her hand and smile back. “Mabel Sweet.”

“Did you buy the old bakery on Main Street?” That’s the most anyone in town has spoken to me since we moved here two weeks ago.

“I did.” I’m shocked a bear shifter is willing to speak to me in public. “My two sisters and I are hoping to open within a few weeks if we can get everything in shape.”

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