Firefighter Dragon: BBW Dragon Shifter Paranormal Romance (14 page)

Choosing the Billionaire Dragon Shifters
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A BBW in a small town + twin dragon shifters in need of a mate to share + the most hotly contested mayoral election Gray's Hollow has ever seen = one sexy story that's a win/win/win!

Hollywood Dragon
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A BBW singer + a billionaire music mogul dragon shifter + shifter battles and sizzling passion = one blockbuster romance!

Defender Dragon
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A curvy backpacker who loses a shoe at a ball + a lonely dragon prince facing an arranged marriage to a princess he doesn’t love + magnificent castles and deadly assassins = one thrilling romance!

Dancing Bearfoot.
 A single dad from the city + his daughter's BBW teacher + a surprise snow storm = a steamy story that will melt your heart.

Alpha Lion
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A frightened but determined BBW + a sexy lion shifter martial artist + a dangerous enemy = one unforgettable romance!

In the Billionbear’s Den
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A stressed-out BBW in need of a break + a sexy billionaire bear shifter in need of a mate to share his home + the remote woodland house he built himself = one steamy romance!

Honey for the Billionbear
. BBW with a broken heart + mysterious billionaire bear shifter + an unexpected storm = one sweet and sexy story!

Joining the Jaguar.
A BBW doctor with no time for love + a protective alpha jaguar shifter + a kidnapping = one sizzling hot love story.

And many more!

L
aura’s Wolf
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by Lia Silver. Werewolf Marine Roy Farrell, scarred in body and mind, thinks he has no future. Curvy con artist Laura Kaplan, running from danger and her own guilt, is desperate to escape her past.  But together, they have all that they need to heal. A full-length novel.

Prisoner
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by Lia Silver. Werewolf Marine DJ Torres is a born rebel. Genetically engineered assassin Echo was created to be a weapon. When DJ is captured by the agency that made Echo, the two misfits find that they fit together perfectly. A full-length novel.

Partner
,
by Lia Silver. DJ and Echo’s relationship grows stronger under fire... until they are confronted by a terrible choice. A full-length novel.

Mated to the Meerkat
, by Lia Silver. Jasmine Jones, a curvy tabloid reporter, meets her match in notorious paparazzi and secret meerkat Chance Marcotte. A romantic comedy novelette.

The Strength of the Pack
, by Jorrie Spencer. Seth Kolski, a werewolf, hides his heritage and passes for normal. Until he meets Jamie.

Taming the Beast
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by Honey Dover. Beauty is a paranormal investigator hired to deal with a man cursed to become a monstrous beast. Helping him recover his humanity will change her life.

Claimed by the Wolf
, by Candi Jackson. Zenobia Jones ends up pregnant after a night with a billionaire—and lands herself in a war between werewolf packs. A full-length novel.

The Right Bear's Arms
, by Nora Eli. After a sizzling one night stand with bear shifter Jake, curvy Katie realizes her perfect man is everything she's tried to avoid. If they can both stop running from their pasts, they may find a destined future together.

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing
, by Lauren Esker. Curvy farm girl Julie Capshaw was warned away from the wolf shifters next door, but Damon Wolfe is the motorcycle-riding, smoking hot alpha of her dreams. Can the big bad wolf and his sheep shifter find their own happy ending? A full-length novel.

Handcuffed to the Bear
, by Lauren Esker. A bear-shifter ex-mercenary and a curvy lynx shifter searching for her best friend's killer are handcuffed together and hunted in the wilderness. Can they learn to rely on each other before their pasts, and their pursuers, catch up with them?

Discovering the Dragon
, by Sofia Stone. When reporter Chloe Martin investigates Lancaster Gold, she finds herself tangled up with the oldest son—Isaac Lancaster, billionaire dragon shifter.

By Zoe Chant

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A
my McCullough had already put in a double shift when she arrived at one very familiar apartment, twenty minutes before midnight. She visited a lot of people’s homes as a social worker, but she’d been to this one, which served as a short-term emergency foster home, every day for the last week.

She didn’t really have anything official to do here tonight, but she couldn’t resist coming here anyway, even though she was exhausted. Today had been her last day on the job before she went on temporary leave. Her supervisor, Marnie, had called it
please don’t get completely burned out and quit
leave. In the last two years Amy had seen plenty of others take similar breaks. Some had become permanent, some not.

She loved her job—God knew kids in trouble needed someone looking out for them—but it was grinding her down. Lately Amy felt like she needed someone looking out for her.

She felt a little like crying just thinking about it, but she shook off that thought. She was a grown woman; she had a family she could go visit starting tomorrow. She was a lot luckier than the little girl she was here to see tonight.

As if the thought had woken her, Amy heard a familiar crying through the door. Baby Jane Doe was awake and, as usual, unhappy.

Amy tapped at the door. She didn’t want to use the bell in case she woke one of the other three kids under the age of three who Jamila and Pete were fostering right now. The sound of the crying baby came closer. When the door opened, Amy was greeted by the sight of Jamila cuddling a tiny, flailing, furious baby.

She gave Amy a silent look of relief and held the baby out to her even before Amy could step inside. Amy didn’t hesitate. She took Baby Doe and cuddled her close, pulling her grandmother’s necklace out of the collar of her shirt as she did. The heavy gold pendant fascinated Baby Doe. Sure enough, she curled her tiny fist around it and snuggled into Amy’s chest, magically soothed.

“Please tell me you’ll stay long enough to give her a bottle,” Jamila whispered. “She’s been crying all day.”

Amy nodded quickly, feeling a pang of guilt. She—or at least her grandmother’s necklace—had had better luck than anyone else soothing this particular baby since she entered foster care. Baby Doe had been getting more and more difficult to comfort all week, as if she knew her chance at finding her family was slipping away.

At midnight, this unnamed baby, given up by her mother already, would turn thirty days old. That had been the family court judge’s deadline for tracking down her father.

The mother had told the police officer she gave the baby to that she’d met the father at a party; she’d lost his phone number and didn’t know how to get in touch with him, but his name was Teo Gray. The judge had decided that they ought to make an effort to find him, just to cover all the bases, on top of the routine process of confirming that the surrendered baby didn’t match the description of any babies reported missing. The week’s wait would also give the mother time to change her mind and come back for the baby.

Amy had contacted, or attempted to contact, dozens of Theodore, Teodor, and Teo Grays (and Greys) in New York and New Jersey. Some she’d never been able to get hold of. The rest had insisted—often loudly and furiously—that the baby couldn’t possibly be theirs. It wasn’t actually a surprise; Amy had enough trouble getting people who were indisputably parents to be responsible for their children sometimes. Of course no one was going to just answer their phone and take responsibility for a baby he’d never heard about before. Amy didn’t regret trying, though. Baby Doe had deserved the chance, however remote it was.

After tonight, Baby Doe would move to long-term foster care to wait out the rest of the three months before she would be eligible for adoption. Amy would pass her off with the rest of her caseload, and she wouldn’t have any more reason to visit Baby Doe and cuddle her.

For now, though, Amy was here and the baby needed to be fed. Amy followed Jamila inside and quickly settled in on the couch with a bottle. The baby drank hungrily, still clutching Amy’s necklace to her cheek. Amy forgot everything else for a little while—all the rough situations she’d dealt with today, all the things she’d be leaving undone while she went on leave. She even forgot the way her feet hurt.

For now there was just Baby Doe and a bottle and Amy. For now neither one of them was alone.

Amy closed her eyes just for a second. When she jerked her head up, blinking away a half-formed dream, the bottle was nearly empty. Baby Doe had fallen asleep in her arms. Amy glanced at the clock and winced.

It was five minutes after midnight. Amy was officially on leave, and Baby Doe was a month old and still didn’t have a father.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” Amy whispered, cuddling the baby closer. “I—”

Amy’s phone vibrated in her pocket. It wasn’t just a text. It was the insistent continuous buzz of an incoming call.

She thought about not answering; it was after midnight, so she was technically on leave. But her handed-off files hadn’t necessarily been handed off
to
anyone just yet. It might be an emergency; Baby Doe wasn’t the only one who had no one but Amy looking out for her.

Amy shifted Baby Doe to one arm and pulled her phone out. The number displayed looked vaguely familiar. Amy picked up and tucked the phone against her ear while she shifted the baby up against her shoulder and started rubbing her back firmly.

“Hello, this is Amy—”

“I know you said I had to call by the 27th,” the unfamiliar voice on the other end said. It was a man, and he sounded frantic. “I know it’s after midnight but I literally just got your message—my phone was off and then I was on a plane, and—please, please, tell me I’m not too late.”

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