or a werewolf hunter, falling in love with her prey is out of the question.
Contains all five parts of the Windham Werewolves story!
THE HUNTER’S MOON: Kaden will do anything to protect his pack, including saving a dying werewolf hunter. But Cynthia would rather take him down than become his mate.
THE HUNTER’S ALPHA: Kaden’s pack has returned, but trouble and a dead body has followed them, leaving Cynthia in the middle of a huge mess.
THE HUNTER’S PACK: The actions of the Windham pack have come back to haunt them and a snowstorm has come to the mountains. Danger is lurking in the shadows. Cyn and Kaden must stand together with the others to face what is coming for the Windham pack.
THE HUNTER’S CLAN: The Windham pack has survived the attack from a hunting clan, but now they must find a new place to live. Trouble, however, still plans to follow them to their next destination. Cyn must also make a decision that will change her life forever.
THE HUNTER’S MATE: There’s no turning back from the decisions members of the Windham pack have made in the previous episode, and now Cyn must face the people who will be most affected by her decision to become Kaden’s mate.
This is the full story with no cliffhangers at the end.
Genre: FICTION / Romance / Paranormal / ShiftersThis title has performed well. Windham Werewolves: The Complete Collection has had a peak ranking on Amazon of #139. The title has earned over +10k in sales and over half a million in page reads on Amazon during its time on Kindle Unlimited.
Note: This title has already been translated to German.
On most mornings after her chemo treatment, Cynthia woke up at home with a mouth scratchy like cotton and a hammer-struck headache.
This morning, however, her eyes shot open, and she sat up alert. Something was wrong. Darkness filled the bedroom’s corners. Only the light coming in from under the single doorway to her left cast a glow along the floor. Post-chemo, her room was usually pitch-black. Light-sensitive migraines were fairly common for her.
The blankets, which should’ve been smooth cotton, were stiff. Instead of refreshing, cool air from a humidifier, the air was dry and warm, with the subtle scent of white pines and fir trees, almost as if she were in a cabin.
Why wasn’t she in her room? She would beat the hell out of her brother for letting her recover in some off-the-wall bed-and-breakfast where they served sunshine happy face breakfast platters.
“Zach…” Her brother’s name died on her lips as a familiar jolt to be alert for danger folded over her. She moved her hand first then a leg. Every limb was stiff as if she’d slept for longer than usual. A search along the sheets only revealed someone had left a warm spot next to her side. She hadn’t slept alone.
She fought the fearful swallow that danced along the back of her throat. If she weren’t at home, she wouldn’t have any weapons. A hunter always carried something useful, but she had no idea where her bag was.
“I know you’re awake,” a deep male voice said from the darkened corner to her right.
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German
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Unavailable for translation.
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Vania Nunes
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Ian Astoria
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