C.D. Gorri

He’s been looking for someone to hold on to. She’s been waiting for the right guy. This Jersey Devil has a jaded past. Too many loveless affairs, sleazy backroom deals, and an overall loss of his love for life has led Maximillian Leeds to one conclusion. He needs a change. What could be more different for a city slicker than buying a ranch in Northern New Jersey? There’s just one problem. He has no idea how to run a farm/ranch/thing. What’s he even supposed to do on a horse? An announcement in a supernatural newsletter gets him a misfit group of lone Shifters that all have one thing in common. They each need an anchor to settle their beasts. Good thing the Motley Crewd Ranch is fully insured. Thinking he's made a big mistake, Max changes his tune when he meets his fated mate at the Devil’s Food Bakery. The pouty-lipped maker of decadent delights makes his mouth water. Can this Jersey Devil convince the curvy baker to be his?

Motley Crewed Shifters

 “I don’t give two fucks what your Alpha told you to do. Dante Bianco is with the Motley Crewd now. I am his Alpha, and you two can get the fuck off my land,” Max snarled at Reginald Lewis, Enforcer for my former Clan.


Two massive Grizzly Shifters paced back and forth behind the hulking male in front of me, their movements predatory and deliberate, like wolves circling a wounded deer. The tension in the air was palpable, crackling like a live wire.


The hair on the back of my neck stood straight up, and my chest rumbled with the sheer force of the growl building inside me. It vibrated through my entire body, a warning to them and a reminder to myself to stay in control.


The Willow Creek Clan didn’t play fair. They never had, and as far as I knew, they never would.


Niall Tiegs ran his Clan like it was his own personal kingdom, a place where his word was law, and his desires came before anything else.


Chapter TWENTY-SEVEN-DANTE