Woodland Creek Series.
30 Authors. 30 Shifter Stories.
Wizards. Shifters. Sexy mobsters with magic.
Welcome to Woodland Creek, where one family of wizards gives new meaning to organized crime.
Evie Scarlett is a young prophet who yearns for an escape from her family’s bitter rivalry with another crime family. But, this time, she may be the only one who can save them.
The arrival of Avalon Prince brings a century-old feud to a dangerous climax. Scottish Old-World magic, mixed with a dangerous obsession with Evie and a sinister plot for revenge threatens to bring the Scarlett family to its demise.
Evie always knew that evil was coming to Woodland Creek. She just never expected to be so attracted to him.
Join Evie on her quest to save her family and her freedom in this bestselling paranormal romance fans are comparing to J.R. Ward and Christine Feehan.
**Contains themes of obsession, mild violence, and suggestive adult content.
Evie breathed a sigh of relief when she woke up to the real world. Her dream world was too frightening to remain in any longer. Nonetheless, she needed to wake up and get ready for class.
Evie peeked an eye open and suppressed a grin when she saw Parker looking back at her from his side of the bed.
All was right with the world when he smiled at her like that. Blood, tears, and agony melted into the back of her mind when she was near him.
Evie covered her mouth and giggled. Who would have ever guessed that Evie Scarlett had one of the most desired men in town in her bed, madly in love with her?
Perhaps her luck was changing.
She could see it in his eyes. Parker Drake loved her…and she didn’t even have to use any magic.
He kissed her on the forehead. “I caught you,” he said, sitting up. He reached for his shirt on the floor and pulled it over his tousled blond hair.
Oh, why’d you have to do that? Evie hated to watch him cover his abs. Like a Greek god he towered over her. There was so much to love about his body, but his ripped abdomen was one of her favorite parts.
She sat up on her elbow. “Caught me doing what?” She reached over to her antique nightstand and put her black-rimmed glasses on.
He smirked. “Watching me sleep.”
Laughing, Evie rested her head back on her pillow. “You’re crazy.”
He stood and pulled his pants on. “Am I? You’re the one watching me sleep like a loon.”
Evie rolled her eyes. “Whatever. You’re not that hot.” She lied. He reminded her of Thor. He was that hot.
“Liar,” he said and walked over to her floor-to-ceiling window to gaze out into the early morning sky.
“Perhaps,” Evie said with a smirk.
Parker came back. He climbed into the bed and held himself over her body in a push-up position. His eyes glanced down at her exposed breasts and back to her face.
Evie kept to herself just how much she adored his blue eyes, hooded with thick dark lashes. His lips were perfectly smooth and full for kissing. As if he could read her mind Parker leaned down and kissed her on the lips.
She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. Evie was glad that she was able to push the fact that they had been best friends since childhood away long enough to see Parker as a man—a smoking hot man that she couldn’t seem to get enough of.
He was her first and only lover, and she prayed that they would remain together forever.
Just the thought of losing him frightened her.
The town called the Scarlett family cursed. Evie didn’t disagree. She and her older brother, Wesley were the last of the Scarlett legacy, and they were both cursed in ways the townspeople couldn’t imagine.
One more year and Evie could have the inheritance she needed to escape.
She just hoped and prayed she could stay alive that long.
While Parker’s tongue caressed hers, Evie ran her hands through his dark blond hair.
Parker slid his fingers into her panties and she stopped him.
Smiling, she shook her head. “As much as I’d like to go again, I need to get to class.”
“I know. Me too. I have one at nine.” Parker kissed her again. “Tonight then?”
“Mother will be back by then.”
“Oh yes. I almost forgot. Your mother still treats you like a fifteen-year-old.”
“She just doesn’t want anything to happen to me.”
Evie almost felt like a prisoner at times. After her father had died her mother increased her overprotective nature. She didn’t blame her. Their family had seen their share of violence over the years.
At least, she had her brother, Wes. He always watched over and protected her and as head of the family now, he gave her more freedom than their mother would.
“I wish you didn’t have to follow her rules. You’re not a little girl anymore.”
“She’s still my mother. I think I’ll always keep her wishes in mind no matter how old I get,” Evie said.
“I think you should move out. Your father left Scarlett Hall to Wes. Where does that leave you?”
Evie shrugged. She would miss the home she had grown up in. There were so many memories in those walls, both good and bad.
“I have an inheritance. It’s okay. I don’t want to live here forever. You know that.”
Parker climbed off of her and started picking up his shoes from the floor. “Well, tomorrow then. Just come to my place. You should just move in with me.”
Evie sat up and stretched. Her arms were still sore from the workout Parker put her through the day before. Being trained by a boxer was brutal, but he was determined to make her capable of protecting herself.
If he only knew.
She winced at the pain in her biceps. “All the way in New Town?”
He raised a brow. “What’s wrong with New Town? It’s a lot more fun than out here in the country.”
Evie took off her panties and headed for her shower. “You grew up out here in the country.”
“Yeah, and now I live in the modern era.”
He was right. She did love his loft apartment. It made her almost feel as though they were in another city.
“Okay.” She turned on the water and grabbed her toothbrush while the shower heated up. “Let’s meet tomorrow at the bookstore when my shift is over. We can talk then.”
“Fine. Won’t you let me take you to dinner after? Show you off a little.”
“You want to show me off?” Evie stared at her reflection.
Gray eyes with flecks of hazel looked back at her from beneath her glasses. She shared much of her looks with her father.
Evie sighed at her reflection, missing her father at that moment. A lock of white hair stood out against her black hair. No matter what, she’d never been able to dye that lock to match the rest of her head. Instead, it had stood out for as long as she could remember. There were pictures of her as a baby with that white lock.
The taunts of ignorant children had followed her from elementary school to college.
“Why wouldn’t I? You’re beautiful.”
Hearing those words washed away all of her bad memories about her self-image. Evie hid her grin and started brushing her teeth.
“You sure you aren’t embarrassed to be seen with me?”
“Now that’s possibly the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever said to me. Of course not. I love you.”
Evie’s heart soared at hearing those words. She’d never get tired of hearing them come from his lips.
“I love you more,” she said in a soft voice.
She giggled, loving how open he was about his feelings. “Good reply.”
He made her feel safe even though he was merely human. Sometimes that’s all she needed, a human companion to make her feel normal when she was far from it.
Parker came into the bathroom and stood behind her. He grabbed her by her waist and pressed her naked bottom to the front of his pants. He groaned.
“Come on, Evie. One more time.”
Evie rinsed her mouth of toothpaste and grinned at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He kissed her throat and her eyes fluttered closed. Every touch sent hot tingles along her skin. She began to calculate how long it would take her to drive to Hastings-Albrecht University if she left just a little later.
She enjoyed the feel of his mouth on her neck. He sucked her earlobe, making her eyes flutter closed.
“Fine,” she breathed. “One more time.”