Showing results for "Rider" in Paranormal

When I had nothing left to lose, I traveled to the hut in the woods, where no one dared approach. The witch who lived there recognized the darkness in my soul and took me under her wing to witness her reign of terror firsthand, and eventually, to inherit her legacy as my own. Now, I’m the monster they fear, the one humans avoid at all costs. In this welcome isolation, I've attempted to forget my past and the future that was taken from me. Until three men appear, somehow able to break through my protective wards and see me in my true form.

My name is Neely, and I'm a telepath-spiker. Not only can I read a person's thoughts, I can also spike deadly power straight into their brain. But don't worry, I have strict rules about that sort of thing. I'm hiding again. This time in a California desert truck-stop town run by Lucas Blacke, a tiger shifter and alpha leader who's as handsome as Lucifer and twice as slippery. I've been running from alphas like him my whole life. They either want to own me or kill me - there is no middle ground.

My name is Neely and I live among shapeshifters in the desert truckstop town of Sundance, California. As a telepath-spiker, I can read a person's thoughts. I can also spike deadly power straight into their brain. I've got my hands full navigating an undefined relationship with Lucas Blacke, the sexy tiger alpha of the Sundance shifter group, and trying to run my bakery, La Buena Suerte Panaderia, while dodging random alpha leaders bent on turning me into a weapon. But when one of the would-be kidnappers finally gets lucky and grabs me, I find myself in a whole new world of trouble.

My name is Neely, and I live among shape-shifters in the desert truck-stop town of Sundance, California. As a telepath-spiker, I can read a person's thoughts. I can also spike deadly power straight into their brain. I'm in an uneasy relation-friend-ship with Lucas Blacke, an enigmatic tiger alpha that I'm drawn to, but don't fully trust. When Xavier Malcolm, Lucas' abusive ex-alpha leader, asks me to spike into his brain to save his sanity, I sense a trap. Problem is, no one refuses Alpha Xavier Malcolm without paying for it in one way or another.

A legacy like mine was never meant to be easy; shaky alliances, deals with the deathless, and an enemy far more powerful than previously believed all weigh heavily on my shoulders. I’d hidden behind the mask of the Yaga for so long, I’d forgotten what it meant to be human. By claiming the fated mate bond with my Riders, I’ve rediscovered parts of myself I’d buried centuries ago, but I wonder if digging up the dead has its own consequences.

Suddenly finding ourselves in the hands of the nefarious Facility—run by my final mate’s father—was enough to make my claws twitch under my skin. The only reason I hadn’t reduced these humans to ribbons of severed flesh was that there was information to uncover, and a swan shifter to find...hopefully alive.