Who Can Deny An Alpha’s Claim?

Lose yourself in these ten sinfully delicious love stories. After all, who could deny an Alpha’s claim?

Alphas-Claim               Amazon.com Amazon.co.uk Bookstrand All Romance Evernight

The shifters in our Alpha’s Claim anthology have one thing in common—they won’t take “no” for an answer. Whether they lead packs of their own, or whether they walk a solitary path, these alphas won’t let anyone stop them from claiming their women.

Take a peak each day to find out more about a story in one of the anthologies – yes there’s a Manlove edition as well!

Tatum’s Tiger, by London Saint James

I love tigers, especially white tigers. There’s just something hauntingly beautiful about them, so when I saw the anthology call for a shifter anthology, I knew I had to write about a white tiger shifter. I sat down at with my trusty laptop, found me an inspiration pic, and wrote Tatum’s Tiger.

Tatum's tiger

I’ve written several short stories and novels, but this story was a first for me. Not only was it a paranormal/shifter romance, but I stepped outside my box of writing in first person POV. Trust me, it’s not always easy for writers to write something outside their comfort zone, but I had a lot of fun writing it and hope the readers will enjoy reading about Jericho and Tatum.

Tatum’s Tiger Blurb:

The list of things Jericho constantly thought about since meeting the woman next door wasn’t a long one, nonetheless it did consume him.

#1. Protect Tatum Neill.

He could do that. He was never one to back down from a good fight.

#2. Keep her from being taken and forcibly claimed against her will by another.

He would do that. There was no choice in the matter.

#3. Claim her fully as his willing life mate.

That was the one thing on his list he was still working on, because revealing the truth about himself and her accepting him would more than likely be a little bit tricky since Jericho wasn’t exactly human.

From the moment she first saw him, Tatum was attracted to her peculiar neighbor. She knew there was something different about him, but no matter what she suspected she would have never guessed he was to become—Tatum’s Tiger.

Excerpt:

Tatum Neill never gave much thought to what the awareness of death would be like, although in retrospect, she supposed she should have. Wandering through the murky middle ground of not quite evening and not quite darkness, surrounded by trees, listening to the twigs snap beneath her feet, Tatum imagined she should have given many things further thought. Especially when she figured out she couldn’t back up any further.

With her shoulder blades hard-pressed up against the trunk of an old tree, she came to the conclusion she had been herded like a lamb to the slaughter. Squinting, she tried to see what she sensed. Her gaze darted from tree to tree to tree. The fine hair on the back of Tatum’s neck stood on end as a beast broke through the brush, stalking toward her. Those things that go bump in the night were true.

The creature, which walked upright, stopped. It dropped to four legs where it stood within the shadow-dappled light, only a few feet away, and stared at her with eyes reflecting the fathomless black of midnight. By the stance alone, she knew an attack was imminent. With no weapon, fear gripping her, and nothing left to do, Tatum wrapped her arms around her stomach. Immediately her thoughts drifted to her mother. She’ll never know what happened to me. Tatum concluded she would become one of the many missing faces amongst the sea of missing people that she herself had read about on all those store flyers which littered the walls in town.

Unable to stop the reaction, Tatum jerked and screamed as a massive tree crashed down in front of her. It shook the ground in a shockwave and created a partial barrier between her and the beast. Barely holding on to her sanity, Tatum realized a tall, pale silhouette of something not quite human stood on the knotted bark of the fallen tree. When it crouched, dark tangles of hair swished around its features, obscuring the face. One large clawed hand rested upon the ground. However improbable, the scene played out, reminiscent of a twisted horror movie, and when another dark beast formed from out of the shadows to the right of her, she knew her end was near.

Tatum wondered if she had snapped. Her life didn’t flash before her eyes. She didn’t think about all the things she should have done and didn’t get the chance to do. She didn’t even mourn the life she would be leaving behind. What did flash happened to be a snapshot of her mother with a distraught expression wrinkling up Violet Neill’s usually peaceable brow. She clearly pictured her mother as she frantically handed out leaflets to strangers with Tatum’s picture on them. Tatum even imagined the missing person flyer.

Have you seen this woman? Tatum L. Neill. 5’7 in. 122 lbs. 25 years of age. Blonde Hair. Green Eyes. Last seen leaving the University of Oregon, wearing a red cardigan sweater and jeans.

 

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