A Changeling for All Seasons 2
by Camille Anthony, Ciarra Sims, Elizabeth Jewell, Isabella Jordan, Kate Hill, Kira Stone, Lacey Savage, Lia Connor, Willa Okati
Format(s): Ebook
Heat Level: Erotic
Pairing(s): M/F, M/M
Genre/Themes: Paranormal
Length: Novella
Cover Art: Bryan Keller
Purchase Links: Changeling Press
Nine tales of Christmas Magic from your favorite Changeling authors…
Holly’s Jolly Christmas by Ciarra Sims: Dear Santa, I need a man. Not a rich one or a perfect lover, just a kind, caring, maybe funny and decent looking guy…
Christmas Cookie by Elizabeth Jewell: Everybody has their Christmas traditions — even vampires.
Happy Howlidays by Isabella Jordan: The moon is full this Christmas Eve and the two handsome hunks have some business with Sarah that they mean to finish.
Elves Gone Wild by Lacey Savage: The candy-cane wrapping paper on her sister’s gift reveals the sexiest naked man Grace has ever laid eyes on…
The Gift by Lia Connor: When Rob gets a job at a swanky Christmas celebration, he’s all about the money — that is, until he meets Shika.
Sideways Glance by Camille Anthony: A heated sideways glance from a handsome suntanned hunk sparks a desire in Cheryl to celebrate life.
Yule Wolf by Kate Hill: On a dark, cold Yuletide Eve Fenris offers Roth the most priceless holiday gift imaginable.
Karmic Gifts by Kira Stone: Fate has a karmic gift in store for Pax… if she’s brave enough to accept it.
Snowman by Willa Okati: Josh is holding out hope for a miracle, that there will be a man perfect for him, one who loves him with all his heart.
Excerpt:
Roth Lawrence drew a ragged breath. His lungs burned from the frigid air. Bitter cold wind sliced across his face as he crawled over ice and snow. Even the blood that, just a short time ago, had flowed from his injured side froze in the ferocious weather.
Weak from exhaustion and the fall he’d taken when he’d slipped down the mountainside, he could scarcely move. Yet he knew if he stopped he’d die. Of course his chances of survival were practically zero either way.
Several weeks ago he and a select group of students from his university had begun a winter expedition, wanting to understand for themselves the living conditions of a world they had only read about or knew through artifacts.
Earlier, when the group had retired for some much needed sleep, Roth had been unable to rest. The urge to leave the cold tent for the even colder outdoors overcame him. Bundled in his protective gear, he walked only a short distance away from the tent. Then sudden squalls blinded and confused him. He thought he was traveling in the direction of his tent, but instead wandered away from the camp. When the weather cleared enough for him to see, his campsite was nowhere in sight. Knowing he couldn’t survive long under such conditions, he shouted for his companions, but they must not have heard.
That seemed like hours ago.
Roth wasn’t sure why he continued on in the vain hope of finding the others. This frozen land which he had so loved to study would soon become his icy grave.
He slipped and fell flat on his face. Snow bit into his flesh, but he could scarcely muster the strength to lift his head. When he did, he knew for certain his time had come, for he was undoubtedly hallucinating.
In the distance he saw a warm glow in the mountainside, like firelight dancing in a cave.
He managed a weak, humorless laugh. The motion sent blood trickling from his chapped lips and while the salty taste made him slightly sick, the warmth was almost welcome.
With agonizing slowness, he dragged himself toward the glow. Halfway there he noticed a large, pale figure emerge from the cave. Too small for a bear yet too large for a wolf, it trotted toward him on all fours. Soon it came near enough for him to see that it was indeed a wolf. Enormous, with a shaggy grayish-white pelt and slanted blue eyes, it paused, lowering its head to sniff Roth’s face.
“I must be dead,” he murmured. His strength finally gave out and he collapsed at the magnificent beast’s feet.
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