Coming for Christmas


Krystyna Allyn

Coming For Christmas
Krystyna Allyn
Releasing December 15th!
Skydiving. Check.
Artic Cruise. Check.
Threesome … Pending.
I had a sound plan. Place an ad, get two guys, and live out one of my deepest darkest fantasies.
Easy as pie.
Or so I thought.
Then I met Mr. boy-next-door, Cooper Whitmore, and Mr. dark and mysterious, Jared Carrington.
What’s the saying about the best-laid plans?
Two men, steamy times, and the Christmas holiday.
What could possibly go wrong?
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Copyright © 2017 by Krystyna Allyn.
All rights reserved.
Cover Design: Bibliophile Productions
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My Healer (Colton Albright – Wolf shifter)


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My Healer (Colton Albright – Wolf shifter)
Book Three in the Bewitched and Bewildered series
He snarled at Keelan, taking satisfaction in the way the blood drained from his face.
When he stepped into the room and looked around, he realized he had made a terrible mistake. Keelan was fully dressed, sucking on his finger and his mate was standing next to a cabinet, testing the top drawer by pulling it in and out. She hadn’t been performing an exam; she had been fixing the drawer.
Keelan took one look at him and Colton could see the dawning realization as to what his conversation with Rheia must have sounded like. Without a word, he raised the window and jumped out. Since they were on the ground floor Keelan didn’t have very far to jump. Colton could see him running around to the front of the building and away from him as fast as he could. Copyright Alanea Alder. All rights reserved.
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Take You to Hell Book two of The Everett Files


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Take You to Hell
Book two of The Everett Files
“Well – ” Jack shifted his feet and looked uncomfortable.
“They might find something.”
“Like what?!”
He rested a hand on Cal’s shoulder. “Listen kid, you and I both know you own all the ‘Star Wars’ movies – even the prequels. Now I don’t judge you for it, but –“ he glanced around with a worried expression, “- the others might not be so open-minded.
Relieved, Caleb laughed, “Don’t be a hater, Jack. Don’t be a hater.”
Jack was propped up in bed eating jello. He’d grumbled about staying overnight for observation but ate the hospital food with gusto.
Caleb watched with a mixture of revulsion and admiration as the detective chased the jello down with greasy fries he’d made Jess smuggle in from the café next door.
Caleb ran a critical eye over his friend. “Aren’t sick people supposed to sip fluids and look well … sick?”
“I’m not sick!” he declared defensively. “I have a scratch on the head.”
“You were shot in the head and you have eleven stitches.”
Jack paused in his chewing. “I was grazed.”
“You almost bled out on the floor.”
“So, I lost a little red stuff.” The detective shrugged. “Head wounds always look worse than they actually are.”
Caleb Everett knows murder. He’s seen inside the minds of psychopaths, sociopaths and the deranged, and witnessed crimes of passion, hate, opportunity and revenge. But Caleb Everett isn’t a profiler or a cop … he’s a psychic.
Teaming up with Homicide Detective Jack Rafferty, he uses his ability to catch murderers before they kill again, and potential murderers before they kill at all. This time around Caleb has two cases demanding his attention; one perpetrator out for revenge and a serial killer sending sinners to Hell at the flick of a match. And if that isn’t enough to deal with, Caleb also has a target on his back.
Someone wants his world to unravel and is plucking at the threads. If Caleb succeeds in solving these cases will he be damning himself by saving the innocent?