Series: Northwood Jags, book 2
Genre: Paranormal, Menage
Flame rating: Scorching
Publisher: Liquid Silver
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Bio: Serena began her writing hobby at an early age, creating stories out of love and a desperation to bring the voices to life. However, when the mountain of post-it noted ideas toppled, she decided to take her passion for writing seriously.
With encouragement from her family, she began writing erotic paranormals to provide an outlet for the characters rambling around in her head—each one edgy, a little dangerous, with a whole lot of sexy. A hobby turned into career and she’s never looked back.
Serena Shay, erotic romance author, lives in the north with her super supportive hubby, beautiful, Darling Diva, daughter and two crazy, but loveable dachshund pups.
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Blurb: Serena Shay returns with Book Two of her intense paranormal romance series Northwood Jags. The Submission takes you on a journey of discovery as three shifters learn to face their fear of the unknown and open their hearts to love.
Two is better than one. Most would agree with that statement, but not full-blooded shifter LeAnn Turone. To accept her need for multiple partners means facing a lifetime in a one-sided triad. She’s better off denying her heritage even if that means walking away from two of the most delectable alpha males she’s ever met.
Rick Taylor and Trent Warren each think they’ve found their mate in LeAnn, but a midnight meeting deep in the woods proves them wrong. Not only do they both long to connect to the sexy, but skittish female, they also find themselves attracted to one another.
Each member of this triad must free themselves from the fear of the future and submit to the greater power of love.
Content Notes: Intense, Anal Play, Anal Intercourse, D/S Elements, Polyamory, Light BDSM, Short MM Scene
Romance Fiction, Paranormal Romance Fiction, Shifter Romance Fiction, Erotic Romance Fiction, BDSM Romance Fiction, Contemporary Romance Fiction
Liquid Silver Books: http://www.lsbooks.com/the-submission-p878.php
“A-are you okay?”
So she hadn’t left as he’d thought. Her voice was soft and whispery; different from what he’d expected, yet it still oozed strength and moxie to boot. If not for the flickering stars obscuring his vision, and the inability to stand while keeping his stomach where it belonged, he’d paddle her ass for causing him distress.
“How do you think I am after taking a chair to the back of the head?” he groused from his laid-out position on the floor.
Trent spied her feet moving closer to the front door. He needed to rein in his anger and belligerence if he hoped to keep his newly found mate close. She’d suffered a horrifying attack—growling at her would just send her running, but what had stopped her from laying waste to the idiot attacking her. Her shape-shifter strength far exceeded that of some human male.
“NO, wait…” Trent lifted his head sooner than advisable. Stars throbbed in his vision, and his lunch almost succeeded in its bid for freedom. “Fuck!”
She paled, more than he’d thought possible for someone with such fair skin. Her eyes were wide with fear as tiny cries escaped from closed lips. So lovely and all his, but the knowledge of anyone, including himself, hurting her infuriated him.
“What’s your name, beautiful?” Trent asked when he was finally able to move from his hands and knees to his ass.
She shook her head with the slightest of movements, facing him but keeping her back to the door.
“What shall I call you then … mate?”
“Not that! I have no intention of mating with anyone.”
“Funny how fate and Mother Nature take that choice away from us all…”
“Really?” Trent rubbed his thumb and forefinger around the pressure points between his eyes and above his nose. “Why are you still here, beautiful? Morbid curiosity? Want to see if you were strong enough to kill me?”