ALPHA SPEED DATING (BBW) (Rocky Mountain Shifters)

ALPHA SPEED DATING (BBW)

~Night at the Den~

Rocky Mountain Shifters Series ~ Book 4.1

Sweet-N-Spicy Tales

~Acclaim for Susan Arden~

Praise for Rocky Mountain Shifter Series

Collared for a Night
 

“A shifter paranormal romance that had my inner kitty roaring throughout this erotic read.”

5 out of 5 Licks ~
The Smutty Kitty Book Reviews

“The language was lush and smexy. Very swoon worthy. Had me on the edge throughout the entire story. And the erotica...blazing kids blazing. But...drove the story line and even gave you some insight on the ways of shifters and how their relationships really work.”

5 Stars ~ Fandom Fanatic

“From the intense and sexually charged first pages, to the romantic finale, I LOVED THIS BOOK. It is scorchingly HOT: a fantastic mix of shifters, human emotion, fantastically written sex scenes, all darkly tinged with power, dominance, and submission.”

5 Stars ~ Tattooed Book Reviews
 

“I loved it! HOT HOT HOT Must read for Erotic Paranormal Romance readers!!!”

5 out of 5 unicorns ~ Cassandra Lost in Books
 

LOOK FOR THESE TITLES BY SUSAN ARDEN

Rocky Mountain
Series

Collared for a Night (Book 1)

Blood Brothers (Book 2)

Wolf & Witch (RMS Sub-series) Series

Her Lycan Lover (Book 3.1)

Alpha Speed Dating ~ BBW (Book 4.1)

Bad Boys
Series

Tempted by Trouble (Book 1 e-book & Print)

Tempted Twice (Book 2)

The Cowboy Rode a Harley (Book 3)

Ruler Breaker
Series

Rock into Me (Book 1)

Crash & Burn (Book 2)

Coming Soon

Bad Boys
Series

Girls Night Out

Playing the Edge
Series

Taken (Book 1)

Falling (Book 2)

Surrender (Book 3)

Ruler Breaker

It’s a BITCH (Book 3)

Writing as Susan D. Taylor

Secret Desire

Ocean of Love
 

ALPHA SPEED DATING (BBW)

~Night at the Den~

A new novella length subseries encompassing one evening spent at the Downtown Den…Upstairs

Rocky Mountain Shifter Series (Book #4.1)

Related RMS Series
Wolf & Witch,
Her Lycan Lover
– Released Oct 2013

Sherry and Quinn, a couple with a story requiring their own series. A journey into the energy realm where Dark and Light Fae cross barriers, causing havoc on the Earth’s plane.

Book #2 – MY LYCAN HUSBAND coming in early 2014

Book #3 – MY WIFE IS A WITCH – releasing near the vernal equinox of 2014

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Copyright © Susan Arden

Published: November 2013

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THIS IS A STORY INTENDED FOR ADULTS DUE TO CONTENT. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

Thank you Joy Sillesen of Indie Author Services for your awesome proofing of this story.

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And to all the paranormal romance readers, thank you for loving this genre as much as I do!

“It’s official. I just got fired.” Pressing her fingertips along the skin at her temple, Mari stared at her cellphone screen and the message from the
Denver Times.
She reread the one line of text.  
Due to a drop in circulation, you are officially laid off until further notice.

“Are you serious?” Sonya asked. “Can’t be. You just started.”

“Damn, this is such shitty timing.” Three days until the end of the month. Her
everything
was due come the first. Rent, car payment utilities…the list was a mile long.

The pit of her stomach constricted into a knot of frustration. There were instructions on how to collect her belongings and where to turn in her press pass and ID. None of it mattered.

“Let me see.” Sonya set her cup of coffee down and grabbed Mari’s cell. “I don’t believe it. By way of a text?”

“Automated. Impersonal. It figures.” Mari scanned the ceiling, her mind awash with a buzz of thoughts. Questions with no answers. She sorted through her options, trying to ignore the knocking beat of her heart. How in the hell would she survive without a job?

“It might be a mistake,” Sonya offered.

She looked over at her friend. “My employee ID is listed. No mistake. Oh jeez. No job!”

Dammit, it was that piece she’d submitted to her editor, refuting the allegations that Conrad Fisher was a cheating bastard. The second her editor handed it back with a big ‘rejected’ stamped across the top, she’d suspected something was up. It probably didn’t help that she’d confronted him with the facts. His flippant remark about how she’d mangled the story echoed in her mind.

“Crap,” Sonya whispered.

Mari sucked in a breath to ease the stranglehold of fear clogging her throat. The café where she and Sonya sat had become way too claustrophobic. She pulled at the elastic of her bra, pinching her rib cage. Her skin itched with the prickle of unshed fur. She was an inch away from giving into the urge to shift. She licked her lips away from her lengthening incisors. Locked into a fight to keep her primal nature at bay. Blown away, she desired to run free as a she-wolf. Her calves pumped nervously under the table as the heels of her shoes clattered against the stone floor.

Sonya touched her arm. A squeezing gentle shake.

Mari refocused on her best friend and grimaced. “This is so friggin’ messed up. Nobody wants the truth anymore. They want gossip that sells.”

“Society sucks big time,” Sonya agreed.

“When will I learn?”
Not soon enough.

All because she’d gotten suckered into feeling sorry for Conrad Fisher. A gorgeous rich playboy. An earl, no less, and he probably had no idea how his stupid life had unraveled hers. Great going for doing her research and fact-checking. For what?

The
Denver
Times
was still selling.

Conrad Fisher was still partying hard.

And here she was, flat broke. And jobless!

“I’m so sorry. What are you going to do?” Sonya asked, handing back Mari’s cell.

“Right now, flounder if I don’t find something fast. I’d better take off and go home. Looks like tonight I’ll be redoing my minuscule resume. Hard to believe I’m back to job hunting. Guess I’ll freelance until something turns up.” Mari began packing up her bag, and reached for her sweater.

The sound of Sonya’s fingernails tapping on the table snared her attention. Mari covered her friend’s hands. “We’re both a bundle of nerves. No worries. I’ll be fine.”

“I’ve an idea,” Sonya began.

“Is it legal?” Mari let go of her friend’s fingers.

“Are you willing to work evenings?”

“Yes, if I won’t get arrested.”

“You won’t.”

“Seeing how all my hours are effectively freed up, I’ll take whatever I can find.” Mari fought the stinging in her eyes. Christ, she’d graduated school six months ago. Things were finally looking up after being out of school and out of work for most of the summer. Choosy was a luxury she damn well could not afford. A pile of bills arrived in a tidal wave each month. College loan sharks called daily. An education meant she wouldn’t be out of debt for the next ten years, even if she worked and paid her loan on time.