Going Home (Unfinished Business, Island of Flowers and Mind Over Matter)

Product Description Wolves mate for life…and they never forget their first love Wolf Hunter Born into a family of wolf hunters, Abby Stark has never actually confronted a Lycan. Then Cameron Mitchell steps out of the shadows and Abby is overcome with the need to be devoured. With her father vowing to destroy all of Cameron's kind, Abby knows they have no future. Coupling with a were is not her destiny. Yet walking away is proving impossible. Possessed by a Wolf Lexie Haven doesn't expect to see her ex-boyfriend Faran ever again. She can accept that he's a spy, but a werewolf? No matter how good they were together, she must steer clear of monsters for personal reasons. Everything changes when Faran crashes a royal gathering in all his furry glory—with a gunman on his tail. Within minutes of their reunion, the estranged lovers are on a collision course. About the Author Linda Thomas-Sundstrom is award-winning author of contemporary and paranormal romance novels for Harlequin's Nocturne and Desire imprints. Vampires, Werewolves and Spirits are the usual inspirations for this writer who swears she has "paranormal" in her genes,  but a contemporary holiday story can, Linda says, be just as magical. Linda lives in the West, juggles teaching, writing, family, and caring for a ranch, and loves to write. Sharon Ashwood is a novelist, desk jockey and enthusiast for the weird and spooky. She has an English literature degree but works as a finance geek. Interests include growing her to-be-read pile and playing with the toy graveyard on her desk. Sharon is the winner of the 2011 RITA® Award for Paranormal Romance. She lives in the Pacific Northwest and is owned by the Demon Lord of Kitty Badness. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. It was only moonlight. A damn luminous light show… But Abby Stark stood frozen in a pool of it. A choice four-letter word slipped through her clenched teeth.Tonight's recon should have been routine. It was too late to second-guess what had gone wrong. One move now, no matter how slight, and whatever was out there in the dark, whatever had stopped her in her tracks, would find her. Breaking the silence by talking into her cell phone would mean attracting any number of bad guys roaming the area.She couldn't afford to be caught with her pants down in this notorious Miami park. Her mind brought up the words dead meat.The thing out there in the dark, too close for comfort, didn't even begin to fit the term bad guy. Its presence left an eerie wave of ripples in the air. Otherness rolled across her skin in waves.This visitor was not human.Big freaking surprise.The thing heading her way was trouble with a bite. A large male, her senses confirmed, and charismatic enough to affect her from a distance. Not just any old monster, either, according to her gut reaction. Something special. Encountering his vibe had been similar to slamming up against a brick wall face-first.Damn it, had he come close enough to see her?Was he paying attention?Don't move.Flicking her gaze from right to left brought up nothing out of the ordinary. Then again, most of the planet's darker things were difficult to catch a glimpse of in the darkness that bred them.Adding to the problem was the rain of coldhearted moonlight highlighting every move she'd dare to make—like a circus spotlight pointed in her direction when she was supposed to be in stealth mode.Step right up, folks. See the girl who's about to have her ass kicked.Moisture began to gather in the valley between her breasts. Sweat dampened her forehead. Her skin burned beneath her black fatigues because her engine was revved but stuck in neutral.How screwed was she, on a scale of one to ten?There was nothing to be done now, Abby supposed, short of wishing for backup, though she couldn't decide what would be worse—being caught by a monster, or having her father's team of elite monster hunters know she'd been found by one of those monsters.That's wh