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

Toni growled and tried not to gag on the thick rope wrapped around her head, forcing her mouth wide open. Overactive gag reflexes really sucked when you were being kidnapped. Or was it bunny-napped? Anyway, she was seriously pissed off.


Minutes away from having her mate claim her, she’d been clocked over the head with something hard. With her Shifter healing abilities, it only knocked her out for a few minutes, but that was long enough for whoever the fuck thought this was a good idea to snatch her fluffy ass.


Unfortunately, the dickweed had also tossed a tablecloth over her head before picking her up in a fireman’s carry and running off into the night. She tried to get a scent, but the tablecloth was either dipped in onions and garlic or the lunatic who’d kidnapped her was.


Her heart filled with a deep, aching pain at the thoughts going through her mind. It did not make sense, but she supposed that was why she never saw it coming.


Chapter ELEVEN