Her Lycan Lover

Susan Arden

Sweet-N-Spicy Tales

~Acclaim for Susan Arden~

Praise for Rocky Mountain Shifter Series

Collared for a Night
 

“A shifter paranormal romance that had my inner kitty roaring throughout this erotic read.”

5 out of 5 Licks ~
The Smutty Kitty Book Reviews

“The language was lush and smexy. Very swoon worthy. Had me on the edge throughout the entire story. And the erotica...blazing kids blazing. But...drove the story line and even gave you some insight on the ways of shifters and how their relationships really work.”

5 Stars ~ Fandom Fanatic

“From the intense and sexually charged first pages, to the romantic finale, I LOVED THIS BOOK. It is scorchingly HOT: a fantastic mix of shifters, human emotion, fantastically written sex scenes, all darkly tinged with power, dominance, and submission.”

5 Stars ~ Tattooed Book Reviews
 

“I loved it! HOT HOT HOT
Must
read for Erotic Paranormal Romance readers!!!”

5 out of 5 unicorns ~ Cassandra Lost in Books
 

LOOK FOR THESE TITLES BY SUSAN ARDEN

Rocky Mountain
Series

Collared for a Night

Blood Brothers

Bad Boys
Series

Tempted by Trouble (Book 1 e-book & Print)

Tempted Twice (Book 2)

The Cowboy Rode a Harley (Book 3)

Ruler Breaker
Series

Rock into Me (Book 1)

Crash & Burn (Book 2)

Coming Soon through Swoon Romance

Playing the Edge
Series

Taken (Book 1)

Falling (Book 2)

Surrender (Book 3)

Ruler Breaker

It’s a BITCH (Book 3)

HER LYCAN LOVER

Series: WOLF & WITCH Book #1

Related to Rocky Mountain Shifter Series

Sherry and Quinn, a couple with a story requiring their own series. A journey into the energy realm where Dark and Light Fae travel and cross barriers, causing havoc on the Earth’s plane.

Book #2 – MY LYCAN HUSBAND coming in early 2014

Book #3 – MY WIFE IS A WITCH – releasing near the vernal equinox of 2014

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Copyright © Susan Arden

Published: October 2013

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BARN BURNER INFO STOP

THIS IS A STORY INTENDED FOR ADULTS DUE TO CONTENT. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s
ka-ray-z
imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or Fae or shifter, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental except for Downtown Den. Or because you have somehow managed to step on the toes of the author or support team. What goes around kinda stuff.

Thank you to Salome Jones of Flourish Editing for the first go round of proofing.

Author Central Edits, thank you. Much appreciation for reading, catching, and snagging.

The first and final chapters were carefully handled by Barbara Gibbs, trusted eyes in proofing.

A special round of applause to Celsey Seivert.

I make last minute changes and Celsey is spot-on. Best ever beta reader!

Please contact Celsey for your beta read needs. [email protected]

When it comes to my writing, these are the people who diligently worked behind the curtains

to make this story come e-book true.

Hats off to these ladies!

Dedication

A hero is someone who inspires. The person who bolsters during grey moments and kicks ass when needed. Someone courageous enough to share
truth
in a way it can be heard.

To my own hero, the man who makes my heart beat faster.

DST, I love you!

“Alea iacta est.” –
Suetonius to Julius Caesar. January 10, 49 BC

Let the die be cast.

“Witch. We’re coming for you.” The menacing voice channeled by Dark Fae crashed within her mind.

“Yeah right,” Sherry huffed, shoving away the Dark Fae’s attempt to intimidate. Her dagger flashed red-hot in her hand. Jagged bolts of energy fused another seam in the rip along the shield. The Dark Fae were out there. Terrorizing. If she didn’t repair the shield, they’d do more than channel threats. They’d cross and there would be no end to Sidhe’s ability to inflict harm.

Cold realm wind burst past Sherry, upsetting the swipe of her dagger along the rip in the energy shield. The force pushed her forward into a vortex of swirling space debris. Blinded by the dust storm, she instinctively turned. Too late; she found herself at the edge, and seriously off-balance. Teetering on the energy corridor was never good. The wave formations over the ley line grew worse the more she swayed—a teeny-tiny cork in an enormous, heaving sea. Sherry glanced down into complete darkness. A sheer drop into the ley energy line and not a freaking thing to grasp. She sucked in her breath and waved her arms in desperation. The undulations were nothing short tap dancing along the top of tightrope without a net.

Her mind spun. She had to figure out how to bloody well ground herself or topple over the edge, lost forever in an energetic realm running through Denver. The energy line encompassed a dimension extending without end around the world, crisscrossing through space, connecting planets within the solar system. A gateway between the realms.

The fringe on which she balanced wobbled under her. Her body was pure energy, a state all too prone to chaos. She was a third level spellcaster, still learning the ropes, but she’d be damned if a strong wind would be the end of her. Sherry forced herself to calm the hell down, center her powers, and reconnect to the energy line. A reverse current of wind shot past her with enough power to push her backward and away from the edge.

She inhaled, cringing from the foul odor. Only Dark Fae stank to this extreme. The stench rippled through her, setting off a chain reaction of bursting energy packets. She choked, but this time she avoided all sudden movement.

The kicking up of wind and stench amounted to a telltale sign that Fae were bearing down, targeting this rip in the energy shield. A place where they could cross realms, into Earth’s dimension if she didn’t get busy. She plied her blade, coalescing various forms of elemental energy,
and snagged the jagged tear in the nearly invisible shield. The blade she brandished was empowered to do more than cut; it sutured energy and sealed the shield break, little by little. Her shoulders ached from exhaustion. The muscles all over her body burned. No way to stop. The pervasive odor meant any moment the Fae would appear.