The Holiday Ball series by Marie Mason (#1-3)
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Overview: I love anything romance related – with a little heat thrown in. I love to read romance, write romance and my faviorite character – you got it – the alpha male. A rare breed that’s making a come back in the wild.
I try to provide a story that makes you root for the heroine and even hiss at the hero every now and then until he gets his act together. My books contain some heavy heat, cause let’s face it a woman wants a man who can’t control his sexual urges to mate-with her, and only her.
Genre: Romance Erotic Paranormal
A Wolf’s Claim (#1) Hosting the annual Holiday Ball was Hayden Barringer’s first official act as the new alpha. He’d avoided the event in years past, knowing he wasn’t ready for a mate. One look at the curvy witch standing on the sidelines had his wolf howling into the snowy night.
The wolf was more than ready for his mate.
Amber Jones hadn’t wanted to attend the Holiday Ball this year because she’d come to the realization that fate didn’t have a mate for her. As matriarch of the coven, her bossy grandmother had insisted. With a little help from some sparkling blue pixie dust, this just might be the Christmas fate gives her the present she’s always wanted.
A Wolf’s Fate (#2) Gunner Barringer was attending The Holiday Ball under duress and out of respect for his brother, the new alpha of the pack. He stood in the shadows, hiding. There was nothing for him here tonight. He’d enjoyed the annual event a time or two as a younger wolf. After all, it didn’t get the nickname fuck ball for nothing. But now he was a wolf broken in both body and soul. He had no desire to find a mate and no business being here.
What Gunner had forgotten was more than one match had been made on the night of a full moon when the world was filled with the magic of the holidays.
Autumn Covington was rare in the supernatural world—she was a peace pixie. Which just sucked in the middle of a fuck fest. Instead of giving off vibes of lust and wantonness, like her pencil thin, blonde haired cousins, she calmed the savage beast. Plus, she was the plumpest of pixie at the ball so her chances of finding a mate were…well slim to none. So, she’d just work the crowd as she’d been hired to do—sprinkle sparkles of calming pink so the horny wolves didn’t get out control.
That’s what she’d planned to do until the wolf in the shadows decided he wanted her all for himself.
A Wolf’s Desire (#3) One night…three wolves…
The past year had been one of betrayal and heartache for alpha Kade Townsend. He’d seen his pack torn apart by a trusted friend turned rogue. He was attending the annual Holiday Ball only as a courtesy to the new alpha of the Barringer pack. He owed the man and his family, especially his brother, a debt of gratitude he might never be able to repay.
He thought himself destined to be alone, unworthy of a mate. Watching the Barringer brothers find their mates gave him a glimmer of hope that he might one day find his. He never expected his mate to knock him off his feet. Or be so damn deliciously curvy. His perfect woman.
Of course, he never expected to receive the help of a previously absentee fairy godmother and two wolves who decided to play cupid instead of Santa.
Daphne was tired. Tired of school, tired of barely making ends meet. Tired of serving drinks and foods to the skinny, pretentious pixies who thought they were the bomb. Of course, she could never hope to compete with women attending the Holiday Ball even if she’d been an invited guest instead of part of the wait staff. She was curvy, plain and…human. Everyone knew wolves mated with witches. Or the pixies.
All Daphne had going for her was a pair of shiny black shoes…
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