Die Kincaid-Werwölfe-Box-Set-Bücher 4–6 (EBOOK)
Die Kincaid-Werwölfe-Box-Set-Bücher 4–6 (EBOOK)
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Bücher 4-6
Schottische Wolfswandler treffen auf ihre Gegner, als sie mit einigen kurvigen Feenmädels in einem Wettlauf gegen die Zeit zusammengeworfen werden. Diese Alpha-Männchen würden ihr Leben für die Sicherheit ihrer Schicksalsgefährten geben, aber sie lernen bald, dass es weitaus schmerzhafter ist, ihr Herz aufzugeben.
Wenn Sie Feinde für Liebhaber, verbotene Romantik, lebhafte, übergroße, kurvige Heldinnen und Alpha-Wolf-Wandler lieben, die von ihren schicksalhaften Gefährten besessen sind, lesen Sie jetzt die gesamte Serie.
Das Versprechen eines Wolfes: Es gibt einen schmalen Grat zwischen wem du liebst und was du hasst. Für Lucian Kincaid könnte diese Linie genauso gut eine Mauer sein. Bis eine zufällige Begegnung mit einer menschlichen Frau das Interesse des Raubtiers in ihm weckt. Sein Bedürfnis, in ihrer Nähe zu sein, kommt unerwartet. Sein Hunger nach ihr ist unstillbar.
Der Schatz eines Wolfes: Mit seinen „Ich weiß, wie du aussiehst“-nackten grünen Augen, seinem sexy Akzent und seinem großspurigen Grinsen ist Duncan der Typ Wolf, mit dem Ryanne normalerweise nicht länger als eine Nacht ihre Zeit verschwenden würde. Aber unter dem verspielten Äußeren spürt sie eine eindringliche Traurigkeit, die an ihre eigene dunkle Seele ruft.
Die Kapitulation des Alphas: Am Rande eines Krieges zwischen den Gestaltwandlern und den Dunklen Feen ist das Letzte, was Alphawolf Cedric Kincaid im Kopf hat, sich in ein feuriges, stures Feenmädchen zu verlieben. Er würde sein Leben für die Sicherheit dieses Rudels geben.
Doch bald wird ihm klar, dass es weitaus schmerzhafter wäre, sein Herz aufzugeben.
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Main Tropes
- Forbidden Romance
- Forced Proximity
- Curvy Girl
- Cinnamon Roll Hero
- His Brogue Comes Out When He's Emotional
Synopsis
Synopsis
Run, little faerie. Run. I have all kinds of plans for what I'll do when I catch you.
Brock Hume is a lone wolf, and right now he's hunting the most tempting prey he's ever encountered. He really can't help himself. Her scent reminds him of the heather blossoms of his homeland, and she has curves he can't wait to get his paws on. And she was running from him… A werewolf.
Heather Knight has to be the worst faerie ever, but being that she grew up as a human, that really shouldn't be a surprise. She can't even tell when a man isn't actually a man at all. And she really should have known, for no mortal human was that hot. To protect her heart—and her true identity—she runs.
In a strange twist of fate, Brock and Heather find themselves thrown into the dark world of the fae. To win the game, and rescue the girl, Brock will have to learn the truth about his mate, but her secrets could also tear them apart…
Chapter 1 Sample
Chapter 1 Sample
The hunt was on.
Brock lifted his face to the cool evening breeze and took a deep breath through his nose. The faint, musky scent of Scottish heather blossoms lingered in the air and tickled his senses.
A strange thing to be smelling in the middle of downtown Seattle, he had to admit. His sapphire blue eyes sparkled with anticipation. He was getting close now. Another few minutes and he'd be watching the seductive sway of Heather's full hips as she sashayed down the city street.
The thought made his mouth water and the blood pulse heavy within his veins. Another waft of scented air hit him straight in the groin. In response, a feral growl rumbled up from his chest, and he picked up his pace. Head and shoulders taller than any of the human stragglers that were still out this late, he received more than a few sideways looks as he plowed down the sidewalk.
Inhaling deeply for more of the sweet scent, he moaned aloud. He could practically taste her. Heather Knight: the human female with eyes the color of a fine cognac, warm chestnut hair, and thick, womanly curves he couldn't wait to get his paws on.
He'd met her only a few hours ago, after following her friend to an apartment building. She'd opened her door dressed in nothing but yoga pants and a tank top, every curve on full display, and he'd been wrapped up in knots over the woman ever since. And now she was running from him. Running from a werewolf.
A predatory smile lit his eyes.
Silly girl.
