In print & ebook available as part of the
FERAL HEAT anthology.
It’s bad enough to be the only fairy in the family with no real magical abilities. No wings, no glamour spells. Angelina Moore has one special ability—physics-defying fireworks. Well, had. Until Griffin Taylor stole her formulas.
Tonight’s her night for revenge. Without a glamour spell, the best she can do for a disguise is a fake beard and a cheap leather outfit from the costume rental shop, but that should be all it takes to get her into the adult amusement park Hard Delights unnoticed. Aided by a small communication device and her loyal best friend, Angelina is determined to sabotage the fireworks display—and Griffin Taylor.
Griffin has other plans. He’s waited too long to have his former flame chasing after him, and once she steps through those gates, there’s no way he’ll let her go. At least, not until he can prove to her that while her research may result in some interesting explosions, when they’re together, Griff and his Angel have Chemistry to Burn…
In Print also part of the
A CHANGELING FOR ALL SEASONS anthology
Changeling Press ♦ ISBN 9781595962805
Filled with the unexpected, A Changeling For All Seasons offers something to savor for every palate. From humorous to magical, from Christmas to St. Patrick’s Day to the 4th of July, these stories are alight with unbridled lust, sensuous passion, and hot, hot sex, guaranteed to entangle your senses and leave you breathless.
including: “A Vampire Christmas” by Angela Knight, “A Christmas Pageant” by Sahara Kelly, “Jingle Balls” by Judy Mays, “Sealed With A Kiss” by Marteeka Karland, “My Valentine” by Kate Douglas, “Changeling” by Shelby Morgen, “Elven Enchantment” by Willa Okati, “Jolene’s Pooka” by Kate Hill and “Troll Under The Bridge” by Shelby Morgen
Read an Excerpt
Eve chuckled in her ear. “See anything interesting?”
“Men. Lots and lots of men.” In fact, Angelina had never seen so many good- looking men gathered in one place. All skin colors, body types and nationalities mingled with one another in front of rides with names like “The Big One,” “One Eyed Monster,” and “Long and Lean.”
“I guess it’s true what they say,” Eve offered in a playful tone. “If they’re not taken, all the good ones are definitely gay.”
“Suddenly, I’m starting to think that’s not such a bad thing.” Only inches away, two of the most delicious men Angelina had ever seen engaged in a passionate kiss. Their lips parted, allowing their tongues to sweep and come together in a dance that lit Angelina’s already flustered libido on fire.
“It’s been too long since anyone’s kissed me like that.” Her voice held a hint of melancholy she tried to mask without much success.
“Griffin was a fool.”
Angelina had trouble disagreeing with Eve when she had a point. Yet, she couldn’t help the way her gut twisted at her friend’s words. “He wasn’t all bad.”
Reluctant though she may have been to admit it, Angelina couldn’t hide the fact that she still cared for him, especially not from Eve. Seeing his smiling, arrogant face in the Sunday paper when the announcement for tonight’s fireworks display made the news had brought back all kinds of memories she wished had remained buried.
“Sure he was,” Eve argued. “How else do you explain the fact that he took everything? He’s taking credit for your work, Angelina, even now.”
“He had the most perfect ass,” Angelina countered. “No man with such a hot ass could be all bad.”
Eve laughed, shattering the tension that sizzled through their small communication device. “And a really big cock.”
“What?” Eve asked innocently. “You bragged.”
“Yeah, maybe once or—”
The rest of her words caught in her throat and disappeared on a sharp intake of breath. Standing outside the dark opening to a ride called “Blow Me Away,” Griffin Taylor looked surprisingly comfortable in dark pressed pants and a soft white shirt that clung to his muscular shoulders like a second skin. Six-two, broad-chested, and built like a football player, Griff had never really blended in with the scientists and chemistry professors they’d hired to work for Incendiary Enterprises. Yet here, among a multitude of stunning men who mercilessly teased, fondled, and brought each other to the heights of flirtatious ecstasy, her former lover seemed to have found his niche.
Desire swept through her, quickly burrowing between her legs. Her pussy throbbed with recognition.
Griff looked up, his eyes scanning the crowd. Full, sensual lips pursed in concentration. Angelina’s breathing stilled, though she knew there was no way he’d recognize her from that distance, especially in the biker outfit and the damnable beard.
“Eve,” Angelina murmured, trying to keep her lips still as she spoke into the tiny microphone, “we’re on.”