Stone Cold Beast (MM)

The Umbra Shifters 2

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 19,230
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Ethan Stone, lion shifter, had lived many lives. He’d been a biker, musician, and an Umbran, or shadow hunter. Everything changed two years ago when a nightclub fire killed the members of his rock band and left him the only survivor. Now scarred and living the solitary life of a nomad, Ethan just wants to be left alone in his isolated world.

Daric McNamee, a cheetah shifter and also an Umbran, has been given an assignment. Ethan Stone. Find out what happened the night of the fire and recruit Stone back into the Umbran. Not an easy task considering Ethan is stubborn and wary. Almost immediately, both men feel a mate connection, but the last thing Daric wants is to be a submissive to a scarred, terminally angry lion shifter.

However, the attraction between them can’t be denied—though Ethan tries. When it comes time for them to part, will they admit they are mates? Can Daric convince Ethan he is more than a stone cold beast?

Be Warned: m/m sex

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Stone Cold Beast (MM)
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Stone Cold Beast (MM)

The Umbra Shifters 2

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 19,230
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Ethan’s insides bubbled with a stark fury that seemed to cloud his vision as well as his thoughts. As he lumbered toward Daric McNamee, a flood of emotions stirred inside him, a potent mixture of anger, arousal, and to a much lesser extent, amusement. Also a few emotions he couldn’t name.

It had been a long time since someone stood up to him. He stopped before the cheetah shifter. He had five or six inches of height and thirty or more pounds on the guy, so it would be no surprise who would emerge as victor.

The man stared up at him with an expression of compassion. He just sent the guy sailing across the room, and McNamee should be pissed. Instead, he gave him a look of such poignancy it speared Ethan’s cold heart. Not pity, that expression on people’s faces he was well acquainted with especially after the fire. In an instant, the fury rushed out of him. He held out his hand to McNamee.

“Sorry,” Ethan said, his voice gruff and low.

McNamee stared at the outstretched hand then glanced back at his face. Subconsciously Ethan ducked his head, letting his hair fall across the scars. Ethan was at a loss for words, so he shrugged. How could he explain his actions when he didn’t even understand them himself?

McNamee took his hand and Ethan pulled him to his feet. He didn’t let go. In fact, Ethan squeezed it, reveling in the warmth and comfort that flooded his soul from the touch of this man. Sensual energy sparked between them. No denying it, it surrounded them, cloaking them both. Ethan even leaned in as if to kiss those gorgeous full lips. But he stopped and dropped the hand as if he’d been shocked with a bolt of electricity. Ethan stepped back. This couldn’t be happening. Not after all these decades. Ethan had pretty much accepted he would never feel the mate connection. He cleared his throat and turned away.

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