Eliza Gayle » Frost Bitten

Publisher: All Romance eBooks
ISBN: 9781936387441
Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance
Themes: Feline shifter, Menage
Format: eBook
Length: Novella

Resistance may be possible, but who are they kidding?

While on a search and rescue mission in the middle of a snowstorm, Seth and his twin Trent catch the scent of an unfamiliar shifter. Drawn to locate the source they hike deep into the woods to an abandoned cabin where they find an enticing little jaguar in the throes of heat.

Tired of being smothered by her five brothers and the pressure to mate, Daisy wanted nothing more than a week alone in the middle of freaking no where. The last thing she needed was a run in with two sexy as sin—and totally off limits—cougar shifters. Unfortunately, she’s not the kind of woman to leave them out in the cold.

Faced with the misery of unmet sexual desire or hot, no strings attached sex with two men… What’s a girl to do?

**Frost Bitten is an All Romance exclusive in their Perfect Strangers series. The eBook is available in all formats including Kindle (mobi) and Nook (epub)!**

Reviews

“This sizzling hot book is a perfect read on a snowy day…or a hot one. Cause let’s face it; Eliza Gayle is good reading anytime! Go buy the book. You won’t be disappointed!” ~ 5 stars – Love Books! My Book Reviews.

“Not only is this book a hot read but it also gives the reader a wonderful romance. The characters were brought to life and their emotions were strongly felt making this a book that should be in everyone’s library.” ~ Gabrielle, The Forbidden Bookshelf

Excerpt

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An Excerpt From: Frost Bitten from All Romance eBooks

Seth leaned over the cliff and searched to no avail for signs that someone had slipped or fallen on the ice. The snowstorm of the season had begun moving in before dawn and as the morning stretched into afternoon, visibility had declined to near impossible levels. Even his shifter senses weren’t doing much good in this shit.

“See anything?” his brother yelled.

Seth shook his head. If the missing skier had come this way there’d be no helping them now. The ground below was frozen solid and slick thanks to the rock underneath. There’d be nowhere to gain traction to stop a free fall except at the bottom of the ravine. Hopefully they were on the wrong track.

He backed away slowly before turning back to his twin brother, Trent. What he could see of him anyway. They’d both layered gear on top of gear before they’d left their cabin this morning. Search and Rescue frowned on their penchant for taking along as little as possible when out searching. They could cover far more ground if they shifted, unfortunately not everyone on the mountain today knew they were shifters. So instead they traveled through the forest weighted down with survival gear.

Snow crunched under his boots as he trudged through the often knee-deep drifts. It’d been a while since they’d seen a storm this rough and despite all the weather warnings, the night before a group of daredevil college kids had hit the trails under the cover of darkness after the access roads had been shut down.

When one of them had failed to show up after six hours, he’d been reported to the park service as lost on the mountain and Seth and his team had been dispatched. He lifted his wrist and examined his watch. That had been nearly seven long hours ago and no one had seen more than a few faint tracks in the snow. He worried in this weather their time was running out.

“Whoever or whatever it is can’t be far. The scent is stronger here.”

Seth nodded. “Can’t be sure it’s the kid were looking for though. It seems unlikely that a shifter would get lost out here that quick.”

“Unless he’s hurt. The damn storm moving in is messing with the trail. Hard to be sure about anything.”

They both studied the sky. Trent was right. Much longer and the search would have to be halted for safety reasons. He had to allow enough time for his team to make it off the mountain and into shelter before things got ugly. He sniffed the air. And they were about to get damned ugly.

“We’re about forty minutes past regulation,” Trent warned.

“Yeah, I know. Dammit. If it was just you and I we could keep going. This secrecy bullshit is for the birds.”

“Base to Seth. Hey, Boss, can you hear me?” The squawk and the warbled static of the hand held radio on his hip interrupted their conversation.

Seth grabbed the radio and depressed the button. “Yeah. You’re breaking up but I copy.”

“Awesome.”

He choked back the annoyance with the new intern manning the radio this afternoon. His enthusiasm wasn’t a bad thing.

“We’ve got—” The rest of his sentence gave way to pops and hisses that made Seth wince.

“Say that again. I didn’t copy.”

“The missing college kid has been found. He was lost over on the North Ridge. The other half of your team is on their way back in.”

“Copy that,” Seth answered.

Trent whooped. “Hot damn. Now we can go the hell home.”

North Ridge? That was more than five miles from where they were located. That didn’t explain the strange scent they’d picked up the minute they’d hit the Shining Rock area. There was someone else out here that didn’t belong.

“What?” Seth turned to look at his brother. Trent lifted one brow. “Don’t look at me like that. I know how your brain works. We aren’t going home yet are we?”

Seth shook his head. “How can we? The team may have found the missing kid but we haven’t found what we’ve been tracking most of the day.” The beast inside him snarled. “I for one won’t be able to rest until I know what’s going on, on our own damned mountain.”

Trent’s shoulders slumped. “You better radio it in so they don’t end up wasting their time and send a team out for us when we don’t make it home tonight.”

“Hey, you never know. Maybe we’re both wrong and there really isn’t anything out here.” Of course he didn’t believe that for a second. The cougar had been restless all day. Far more than usual. Figuring the mystery out was just a process of elimination at this point. The scent smelled feline but not like any cougar he’d ever encountered.

“It sure as hell isn’t a bobcat,” Trent argued, nearly reading his thoughts as usual.

Seth let him think that out as he let base know they likely wouldn’t be back until morning and yes, they were close to the old Willingham cabin so they’d have no problem finding shelter for the night.

Finished with communications for the day, Seth packed the radio into his gear. From the corner of his eye he saw Trent’s gaze swing sharply to the left.

“What is it?”

“I smell smoke. Right over there.”

Seth followed the direction his brother pointed in, and sure enough, several miles out, there was a faint trace of smoke on the horizon. If not for the setting sun’s reflection they’d likely not have spotted it.

“That looks suspiciously like the area around the cabin.”

“You think we’ve got a squatter?”

“Looks like.”

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