C.D. Gorri

Dean Romero is not your average Tiger Shifter. He is the king or the Neta of the Island Stripe Pride, operating out of Manhattan. Wanting to avoid the hustle and bustle of the holiday season, this Neta elects to spend Christmas at his newly built cabin in a remote section of the Pine Barrens just outside of Maccon City, New Jersey. A town notorious among supernaturals for its Shifter ties. Violet Martinez is a nail technician stuck working on the holidays. Asked to make a house call she has no choice but to drive to an important client’s house on Christmas Eve. She’d much rather be at home curled up with her favorite mug full of steaming spiked hot chocolate and a marathon of old black and white movies to keep her company. Resigned to her fate, she heads out in the wintry weather which has made the drive nearly impossible. Halfway there, Violet’s car spins out on a lonely stretch of road and she slams into a tree, hitting her head on the dashboard. Passing out in the cold with a head injury was not on Violet’s Christmas list, but good thing there’s a Tiger king who just happens to be out for a run nearby. When Dean gets a whiff of Violet’s sugar cookie scent all bets are off. This Neta wants her for his own, but will the dark-haired beauty accept him and agree to be his bride this Christmas? 

Island Stripe Pride

“I am, Bria. But promise you won’t scream?”


She’d really, really, really intended to keep that promise. But how was she supposed to anticipate what happened next? She was a simple Jersey girl from Paramus, known for its shopping malls! Her infatuation with all things supernatural might have started as a kid reading those Goosebumps books by R.L. Stein, but up until she received that video, Bria had had zero experience with anything supernatural.


Not firsthand, anyway. No UFO lights or mysterious growling from the shadows. No remnants of fairy dust or gory ghosts lurking in her bedroom. Her intuition, or knowing as Grandma Grotto called it, was as close to it as she’d ever gotten. And that was spooky enough.


This was completely out of her experience. One second, a sexy strapping Trench was staring at her with his beautiful golden eyes, and the next, bam, he was all furry and stripey. And big. Did she mention he was really fucking big?


Chapter SEVEN