Westmore Wolves Series: Shapesifter Collection Bks 1-5
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Bayou Shadows by Erzabet Bishop
Voodoo dreams and buried lies bring Delia to New Orleans. A sexy shifter with secrets of his own might just get her to stay...
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Westmore Wolves Series Collection, Books 1-5
Naughty Nights Press LLC
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First Edition July 2019
ISBN: 978-1-77357-125-6
Copyright © 2016-2019
Erzabet Bishop
Names, characters and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author.
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Westmore Wolves
Series Collection
Books 1-5
Erzabet Bishop
About
Are you ready for some shifter romance that will curl your toes?
Get ready for hunky gargoyles, sexy alpha wolves, hot firefighter dragons, and curvy girls with sass that keep them coming back for more.
Meet your next book boyfriend.
Find your fated mate...
Enter the world of shapeshifter paranormal romance with the Westmore Wolves series collection.
Warning: Ice water not included.
Bound by pack law, Alpha male Carrick must claim a mate or forfeit his role forever. Can he find the female he loved and lost before he must choose another?
Medina Argos is a woman on the run. But tumbling from the frying pan into the fire might just have her falling for the men her heart has been longing for.
When Violet is rescued from death by a well-meaning angel, she gets a second chance at life and love. But will she have the courage to tame the heart of a dragon and fulfill her destiny?
Allyse needs a job and pronto. What this curvy girl isn’t expecting is a reality TV version of Beauty and the Beast. Can she harness her own wonky magic to shut down a wicked witch bent on revenge or will she pay the ultimate price?
All Jess wants this holiday season is to work with her shelter puppies and stay out of the way of falling glitter from her family’s Yuletide festivities. When her brother throws yet another bodyguard in her way, things are about to get interesting.
Table of Contents
About
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Letter to the Reader
Wicked For You
Dedication
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Heart’s Protector
Dedication
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Burning for You
Dedication
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Epilogue
Taming the Beast
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Epilogue
Mistletoe Kisses
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Epilogue
Sage’s Peppermint Bark
Have you read all the books in the Westmore Wolves series?
A taste from Craving Her Mates
Dedication
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Where to Find More of Erzabet Bishop
Also By Erzabet Bishop
About The Author
Dedication
For my husband and fur babies. You keep me tethered in the now.
Acknowledgements
For Gina. You alw
ays keep me aiming higher. Thank you for your never ending support and sheer awesomeness.
Letter to the Reader
Thank you for picking up The Westmore Wolves series. These are stories that have found a home in my heart. Some are twisted fairytales, or myths turned on their ear, but all of them come from a place where curvy girls get their man…every time.
Most of my life has been spent around books and coffee, so it was only natural to create the Hot Whips Café, and from there, the people who live, laugh, and love around cinnamon scones and a really good latte.
So curl up and enjoy these first novels in the Westmore Wolves universe and rest assured, more books in this steamy shifter world will be coming your way very, very soon.
XOXO
Erzabet
Wicked For You
Westmore Wolves
Series Collection
Book One
Erzabet Bishop
Wicked For You
He has lost his mate. Will he find her again before he must choose another?
True love awaits. Passion burns bright…
Carrick is an Alpha werewolf preparing for the annual Pack Gathering. Pack law dictates he must have a mate by his thirty-sixth year or forfeit his rule. But what if he’s already found her and lost her in a swirl of cinnamon-scented dreams? Can this Alpha brave a sea of single wolfy females to find the one woman who enchanted his heart?
She’s a kitty girl, in a wolfy world…
Sage is the curvy owner of the Hot Whips Café. Bound by pack law, even as an adopted cat, she must attend the Gathering for the Alpha to select a new mate. Heading to a wolf ball isn’t high on her list of fun activities, but damned if she can’t get the image of a certain amber-eyed wolf out of her head.
Wicked For You
Westmore Wolves, Book One
Naughty Nights Press LLC
http://naughtynightspress.com/
Third Edition January 2019
ISBN: 978-1-77357-095-2
Copyright © 2016 Erzabet Bishop
All rights reserved.
Names, characters and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author.
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Dedication
To my husband and my furry pack of kiddos. I love you to the moon and back.
Prologue
“Keep your wits about you.” Mogul, Carrick’s father, crouched low, his gaze filtering down the dark hallway of Westmore House. “The other wolves should be subdued by now. Justin knows I’m coming for him. And his cronies in office. Their vile abuse of the pack has gone on long enough.” The older wolf scowled, his salt and pepper beard cropped close to his face. His full mane of hair matched his beard but when he shifted, his beast bore only the black fur of a much younger man. Mogul wore only a loose fitting pair of sweats, ready to shift at a moment’s notice.
Carrick followed his lead, having donned a pair of cutoffs that had seen better days. Once he shifted they’d be destroyed. If his father had his way, after tonight, their responsibilities would grow in leaps and bounds and he’d need every spare dollar to rebuild a house and its people that had fallen into ruin. Not with any help from the council.
His father and the elders of the pack had been at odds for years. How they stood by and watched while Justin ran everything into the ground didn’t make any kind of sense. Unless he thought about the last council meeting his father informed him about. Key members of the council and Justin’s main supporters wanted to sell off chunks of pack land to human developers but some of the old guard held out. Like Carrick’s father. Their mates and daughters taken to prove a point.
Follow or be crushed.
His father would have none of it.
The revolt against the tyranny and outright crazy from their Alpha had resulted in the wolves being outed to the human media when one of Justin’s wolves attacked and killed a woman in town in full view of any and all bystanders. Some of them had captured the event on their cell phones, turning the debacle into a full on media campaign against shifters. The council said nothing against it, feeding the fuel for unrest.
Threatened by public scrutiny and their homicidal leader, any room for compromise for the pack was long since over. When Justin took his sister, the line had been drawn.
Wolves would die. All they could hope for was minimal casualties while they rebuilt the pack and established some kind of normal, nonthreatening status with the humans. If they won.
His side burned as the wound from the altercation outside made itself known. Two of the wolves got away and right now his closest in rank under his father, Reid, chased them down with one order. No clemency. From the look on his face when Carrick told him about Jess, he recognized mercy wouldn’t be an option.
But he’d been gone a long time and waiting for reinforcements remained out of the question. Everyone else either helped survivors or tracked down the degenerate fuckers who’d instigated the rapes and abductions in the first place. All in the name of greed.
Fuck. This night could not get any worse.
His flesh crawled with anticipation and he brought his hand up to test the spot and winced, drawing away fingers covered in blood.
“You all right?” Mogul eyed him, his gaze moving to the blood shining black in the darkness.
“I’m fine. We have to find Jess.” Carrick followed behind, eager to dispatch the evil bastard who’d been the impetus of their pack’s deterioration. His sister was here somewhere and he meant to find her or die trying. He lifted his nose to the air in an effort to locate her scent.
Nothing.
Shit.
When he caught the motherfucker, he would pay.
The slight sound of a door closing echoed down the hall and Carrick cocked his head to listen. “It’s that way.” He hurried down the carpeted hall and found himself in front of a doorway. Mogul turned the knob and the stench of fetid decay and filth slammed into him.
“Damnation. It’s the holding cells,” his father whispered. “Have a care boy. I’ve known Justin and his second Michael since they were pups. They don’t fight fair so watch your back.”
“Got it.” Carrick had seen them in action and understood full well what his father referred to. It remained one of the many reasons he was here tonight. The terror had to stop.
A concrete stairwell curved downward into the dark. Mogul stepped down, his muscular frame on high alert. In the vast distance of the murky basement, a
low moan echoed.
“Someone’s there.” Carrick narrowed his eyes into the gloom. He made out doorways with small glass windows and another enclosure with metal bars. The sound of chain scraping across the concrete floor toward the back of the cavernous space brought him up short.
“What the hell is that?”
Mogul shook his head. “You don’t want to know. The cages are toward the back on the left. Try to find your sister. No matter what happens you get her out of here.”
“I will.” Carrick scanned the dim room. One dangling bulb gave little illumination but he edged his way toward the cages, senses on high alert.
“You dare to move against me,” Justin ground out. He emerged from the shadows, half shifted between wolf and man. He wore fine silk pants, the expensive button down shirt in tatters around his waist revealing a muscular chest covered in a layer of hair.
In truth, he reminded Carrick of the wolf man in the creature features he’d scrutinized as a child. He and Reid watched them whenever they could. Usually that meant until Jess weaseled her way in and told their mother, effectively halting any further viewings. At least for that night. Jess had a fear of monster movies and the bad dreams that always ensued. After seeing Justin up close, he understood her nightmares.
Cartoonish and grotesque, the evil resonating from him left a cold spot in the pit of Carrick’s stomach. Justin snarled and lunged for Mogul, knocking him off his feet and onto the dank floor. The elder wolf didn’t stay down. With a determined expression, he leapt up and moved, his lips pressed together in a ferocious scowl.
Justin crouched, angling his body toward Mogul. “The dead should learn to lie down.”