Holley Trent writes snarky contemporary and paranormal romances ranging from sensual to erotic that are usually set in her home state. She’s a winner of the inaugural CIM-RWA Abalone Award (for My Nora) and a three-time Colorado Romance Writers Award of Excellence finalist (My Nora, Calculated Exposure, and A Demon in Waiting). A Demon in Waiting was a RomCon Readers’ Crown finalist in 2014. Her Den of Sin novella Winterball is a 2015 Passionate Plume finalist.
Learn more about the Den of Sin series at DenofSinSeries.com. To see Holley's full backlist, visit holleytrent.com.
Before there was Mason, Hank, Sean, and Belle Foye, there was Floyd.
In this Desert Guards prequel story, learn how the future alpha Were-cougar Floyd nabs gutsy neighbor Glenda Baxter as his mate.
This short story can be read on its own, but is meant to be a supplement to the shapeshifter romance series. It contains minor spoilers of Book 1.
The Cougar’s Pawn (Mason)
The Cougar’s Trade (Hank)
The Cougar’s Bargain (Sean)
Coming February 15:
The Cougar’s Wish (Belle)
Several times per year, New Orleans’s Hotel Beaudelaire invites a select few guests to make their sexual fantasies come true.
Eve and Brent Troy have been married three months and have yet to consummate their union. Faced with losing her claim to her family property, busy surgeon Eve had to marry before her thirtieth birthday. Brent was single and convenient, and more importantly, he said yes.
Now, she wants to light a flame under their cold marriage, but they’re strangers and don’t know how to connect. A New Year’s weekend at The Beaudelaire is supposed to give them the tools they need. When they arrive, they learn the tool they’ve been equipped with comes in form of Eve’s best friend and fellow doctor Remy Kelly. He knows Eve’s marriage is a sham, and is intent on claiming her for himself. But, when faced with Eve’s strapping new husband who comes onto Remy’s radar as exactly the kind of alpha male he likes, he has a battle of conscience. He wants to take Eve home, not Brent, but for some reason they seem like a package deal.
At The Beaudelaire anything goes, so instead of two people letting down their guards, three forge bonds. That’s all well and good for the weekend, but what will shake out of their tentative ménage à trois when it’s time to go home?