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

The second the truck crunches over the gravel drive, my Dragon starts pacing in my chest like a caged animal about to taste freedom.


The main house comes into view, rising up at the end of the gravel drive like a sentinel watching over the land.


Bigger than most people expect, it’s got this rugged, weathered charm to it. A long wraparound porch, aged cedar siding, roof patched in places from storms past, it might look a little country, but damn if it isn’t sturdy.


Like it knows it’s survived and doesn’t need to prove a damn thing.


Max made some upgrades here and there. Installed better insulation, got a new roof, added a second-story balcony for Penny to read on when the weather’s nice—but nothing that took away from the soul of the place.


Just made it stronger. That’s kind of his thing.


Max Leeds, Alpha of our Motley Crewd. One of the few men I’d willingly follow into a fight. The guy’s a Jersey Devil.


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