Wicked Alphas
Bad Boys of BDSM Novella Collection No. 2
C.J. Sneere
About: Two novellas filled with
hot shifter man love from Amazon and All Romance bestseller C.J. Sneere.
Stories of sexy, tough alphas caught up in intrigue, deception, and
scorching passion. Bad boy bikers, arrogant billionaires, and werewolf
detectives.
This collection includes:
Bad Boy Biker: Bad Boys of BDSM Vol. 3
Their tempers burn hot. Their chemistry burns hotter.
Haden is trouble walking, and the last thing Taggart ‘Tag’ Wells
needs in his life. But the big biker has promised to protect him. The
Nighthawks are out for Haden’s blood, and the bear shifter would just as
soon give this wannabe tough guy over to them, but loyalty to his MC
comes first. Something about the hazel eyed prospect brings out the
beast in Tag. Can Haden’s charms soften his heart, or will they lead him
into dangerous territory?
Bad Boy Alphas: Bad Boys of BDSM Vol. 4
Mystery. Murder. Alphas with attitude.
Kit Harrison hates his boss Liam Briggs. Heir to the wealthy Briggs
werewolf clan, this music mogul is insufferably arrogant. But after a
major project catastrophically fails on Liam, Kit sees another side of
the record producer, and they begin a tempestuous relationship.
Enter Peter Briggs, Liam’s older brother who is a homicide detective
with the supernatural police department. His arrival uncovers shocking
secrets that challenge Kit’s loyalties. When Kit ends up in Peter’s bed,
he finds himself torn between two powerful shifters.
Dominant males collide, and the passion grows hot and heavy.
Bonus Story: Barista Boys by C.J. Sneere
Bonus Story: Lust Times Two by Roxxy Meyer
Bonus Excerpts
Excerpt from Bad Boy Alphas:
“Whoever did this didn’t plan on leaving any clues.” With gloved
fingers, Peter examined the severed hand he and Xavier found in a import
container at Port Metro.
“If it wasn’t for that anonymous tip, we wouldn’t have found it.” Xavier
bent down beside him and sniffed the air, pungent with the scent of the
Pacific Ocean. “They got sloppy, leaving this hand behind. Maybe they
were in a rush. Afraid they were going to get caught.”
Peter nodded to his long time partner, in life and on the force. “Night
shift dock worker could’ve stumbled onto the killer before they finished
up.”
“Would explain our anonymous tip.”
“That’s what I’m thinking.” Peter called over the crime scene technician
and asked her to store the hand in a brown paper evidence bag. He and
Xavier combed the scene for more evidence.
“Our killer isn’t human.” Xavier scented the air again. “We know that much.”
Their perp was definitely supernatural. Peter and Xavier knew that much
from the pattern of gnaw marks on the hand and the smell that lingered
at the crime scene. The bite looked like it belonged to a ghoul, but
that theory didn’t sit right with Peter. Though ghouls made short work
of dead flesh, leaving little behind after they finished their meal,
ghouls didn’t like to dine on freshly dead flesh. They never killed
their prey either. Ghouls were scavengers who preferred long dead
tissue. The riper the better. That was why they made their homes in
abandoned mausoleums and underneath cemeteries. Easy access to their
rotten meat treats.
Supernaturals had a distinct smell, just like humans. But unlike humans,
supernatural homicide detectives like Peter and Xavier didn’t need dogs
to sniff out their perp. Being werewolves meant both of them had a
heightened sense of smell, taste, and sight. Enough of the perp’s
pheromones lingered for Peter to tell they were supernatural, but not
enough to get an accurate lock on what kind of supernatural they were
looking for. Alarm pheromones, he and Xavier noted. That meant they were
right about their killer nearly getting caught in the act.
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