This novella is part of the anthology Cafe Nowhere. This is how it all started, Fire wolf is where it ends. What comes between is coming soon... When darkness and evil comes looking for Jenny, Matt grabs her and runs until they see a motel, but there is no shelter at Cafe Nowhere. Cathy inherits a small fortune which allows her and her two lovers to live the quiet life in a sheltered cafe and motel. During a stormy evening of creative sex play, they are interrupted by two young people looking for shelter. Sadly, nothing ends well for either party when the darkest vampire comes knocking and fire metes out a justice that no one could have imagined.

Cathy stared out the window of the motel’s lobby at the endless blackness that sometimes appeared before they traveled to a new spot. When the light shone again, there would be another chance to help someone. “What are you looking at, gorgeous? There’s nothing to see out there.” Adam walked to where she was, resting her elbows on the front desk. He put his arms around her waist. “I was just looking, I guess.” She turned to face him, still in his embrace. “What if we never get out of here, Adam? What if we were too bad? Maybe God hates us.” A pain bloomed behind her eyes, worry that had never been a part of her life before that night. Adam searched her face, concerned. She could see her own worry reflected in him. “I don’t know, Cathy. All I know for sure is that we’ve done a lot of good now, and we will get another opportunity to do good in just a few moments. Maybe we need to focus on today and let the future unfold as it will.” Cathy sighed and ran a hand through her hair before turning back to the blackened window. “Isn’t that what got us into trouble in the first place?”

When erotic romance author, Mariah finds herself lost in the middle of the jungle she has many concerns, however, vampires werewolves and one sexy eagle-man warrior are none of them. When she discovers the existence of all three in a single terrifying night, it still doesn’t shock her as much as the passion she finds in the winged embrace of Dakota. What will a mating with an immortal creature mean for a human?

Worn out by the day job from hell Megan Marie heads out for a night of music, dancing and good times. When she makes her way through the fog she finds more than sunny skies and a rainbow.

Afraid for her life, Julie seeks out the one thing that can end her nightmares, but her hunt for a dream handler brings her face-to-face with her living, breathing night terror. Summoned by something unknown, the twin guardians find themselves confronted by a vampiric fallen angel and a challenge unlike anything else ever faced. While uncertain which twin is trouble and which is dangerous, Julie knows she’s definitely in for double and the guys have no intention of disappointing her.

The murky nighttime shadows played across Jacque’s angular features, distorting the chiseled planes and swarthy countenance of the Frenchman. His simple dress of ruffled shirt opened at the throat and high-waisted trousers, was obscured in the dimness, yet his large form made an impressive imprint against the brooding cloud-laden skyline. He stood with his back to the railing of the ship, his arms folded across his chest in a protective gesture. When he spoke, his tone was filled with worry despite the lighthearted banter he attempted to engage in with his long-time friend.“Do not despair, the ship will make landfall before the moon changes. The captain promised us.”Jacque turned his gaze overhead. The tingling in his bones belied the onset of the full moon. Hours before the transformation of his body, he was all too aware of the impending consequence lying ahead for him. He shook his head and laid his hands on the railing. “Vogue la galere!”John sniffed disapprovingly. “Speak English, will you?”“Mon ami, you have traveled with me for three years now and still you cannot understand the simplest French phrase?”“Must I always try and guess what you are saying to me?”Jacque forced a laugh. “Let come what may.” He raked one hand through his hair. “I am doomed forever.”John sighed and gazed overhead. The curse of being a werewolf was not his to deal with, yet he suffered remorse each time Jacque was forced to face his fate. They had come on the journey to the Americas in search of a cure for his condition. Surely, fate was not so cruel as to wish such destructive torment on him forever. There had been rumors of a doctor across the ocean that could rid the soul of the curse and so, shortly after Jacque had suffered through another transformation and shackled arm and leg to the steel grate of a cell in his home’s cellar, he had decided to seek out the noted medic and place himself in his care.The ship rolled on a wave and John staggered. He grabbed for the railing, only to find his hand failed to touch the steadying barrier, but then felt the familiar touch of Jacque’s strong hand on his arm, pulling him to safety at his side. He was a good friend, and sexual partner. His body now secure against Jacque’s, he dared to let his thoughts return to the heated sexual bout he had shared with Jacque and Etta. Only minutes ago, the three were concealed safely inside Etta’s cabin, their naked bodies entangled atop her small bunk, gyrating, sweating, reaching orgasm almost simultaneously.Once the group climax had waned, he and Jacque had sought the open deck to catch their breath and allow their senses to relax. Etta had quickly shooed them out of her way, claiming she needed to freshen up and tidy her hair. They both knew what she had in mind. Every time, after one of their sexual innuendoes, Etta wrote in her journal. She claimed to be only making notes so that she might stumble across more ways they could experiment to bring pleasure to each other, but both men knew she would one day write a book of their liaisons.The noises of the ocean traveled on the breeze, whipping the white billowing sails of the ship. Rhythmic slapping of water against the wooden hull seemed to sing along the deck flooring, drumming the mesmerizing cadence against the soles of their shoes. John leaned his forearms across the railing and looked out at the cresting waves. The ship had been delayed two days because of a fierce storm. The water had cascaded onto the deck and the high-pitched frightened voices of the crew could be heard below deck as they worked frantically to secure the ship in the storm.

This novella is story #10 of the multi-author series, Cafe Nowhere. Where it all Started is where it Began ... this is where it ends. What comes between is coming soon... An elemental sold to the highest bidder finds love and death chasing her ... and she is tired of running. Hailey has been ignored by her grandfather and his pack until it suits him to sell her to the highest bidder. On the run from her new owner, Hailey hides at Café Nowhere where dark and light collide. Choosing the heat of an alpha over the cold embrace of eternity, Hailey has to fight with everything in her, even if her fire wolf looks funny.