Seeking Snow Falls
Jenn D. Young
(Snow Falls Pride, #1)
Publication date: August 27th 2021
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Reverse Harem, Romance
It was supposed to be a fun getaway with my best friend, until I ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere Montana.
There I was, freezing to death, when three men came to my rescue and thawed the icicles around my heart.
There’s one little problem: they aren’t human.
When my own haunted past comes calling, they stand by my side and protect me.
But can I overcome my own demons and accept I have mates? Or will my own fears cripple me?
Seeking Snow Falls is a fated mates reverse harem shifter romance with multiple POV’s, adult situations, and MM. It also features references to depression, self-harm, and overcoming abuse. It will be a part of a series of standalone books, each ending with a HEA and a different FMC in each book.
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Adam bent his head and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “When we tell you these things, we mean them. We’ll explain more, but in our pride, mates mean everything. We don’t abandon them. We cherish them for all time. No matter what.”
His words seeped through and warmed me from deep within. “Thank you, Adam.”
Cameron shifted closer and placed a large hand on my back. “We will always be here for you, kotyonok.”
“I see that Adam took advantage of my absence.” Connor smirked as he strode through the room in a pair of gray sweatpants that hung loose on his hips and tight white shirt. Fuck, I think I preferred him in the blanket. That was less distracting.
This outfit put everything on display and out there. Including the outline of his solid cock. And holy shit, he wasn’t kidding when he said his feet were proportioned with his cock. My mouth parted as my eyes honed in on the obvious bulge in his pants. I’d seen it in all it’s glory before, but encased in gray sweatpants? Yeah, I was a goner.
Damn these men and their perfect bodies.
They were probably going to be the death of me.
Have it be known that I, Laney Ashford, would die of sheer sexual frustration. Because I still couldn’t believe that these men wanted anything to do with me. Nope. Absolutely not.
“Like what you see, kitten?”
My brow furrowed together at Connor’s teasing words. “If you’re going to call me kitten, why don’t you say it in Russian, like Cameron?”
One perfect eyebrow rose as Connor stalked toward me. His tongue darted out to moisten his lips and I hung on every move that his lythe body made.
With a hand planted on either side of Adam and I on the couch, Connor leaned down and ran the tip of his nose along the soft skin of my cheek. “I’ll let Cam have that name. I’ll come up with something better. Besides, I tend to call Adam kitten. For now, little Laney works just fine.”
Jenn D. Young is a native of Washington, currently living in Arizona. She has always dreamed of writing about the characters that have been floating around in her head. Ever since the age of 14, she has been obsessed with romance novels and reading them as fast as she can get her hands on them. Her first love is Paranormal Romance, but she enjoys stories from all across the genre. You can typically find her listening to music or an audiobook, reading, or hanging out with her dogs Hermes and Loki.
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