Troy Sellen is a werelion on a mission no one can know. Deep in the underbelly of Chicago's most dangerous organization, he's standing on both sides of the equation - the good, and the bad. But his focus is not only his own, because a voluptuous, fiery woman has caught his attention and he can't shake her from his thoughts, no matter what he does. When the circle of danger draws tighter around him, Troy needs to make a choice. Does he give up on the woman he can't stop thinking of, or does he risk both their lives at a chance of happiness?
Hailey Molloy has always thought that the world is fair and just. Finding out that it wasn't didn't leave her unscathed. With her parents in danger, the talented lawyer has to help the most ruthless people in her city destroy all the good it once was. So who could blame her for wanting a night off? She could have never known that what she gets from that night is a man she can't shake, nor wants to. He's cocky, arrogant and full of himself, but underneath it all, she can't help but see a heart of gold. Oh, and he's apart of the very organization she's being forced to work for. When that night of passion leaves her with a life growing inside of her, she needs to make her mind up fast. Does she trust her heart, or her brain?
With the Crimson Claws getting more suspicious by the minute and danger lurking behind every corner, Troy doesn't have a lot of time to convince Hailey to give him a chance. A chance they both need. Can Troy complete his mission and save his love, or are some fights too tough to win?
Meow Or Never is a full novel with a guaranteed HEA, no cheating and plenty of steam. If you like your shifters Alpha as hell and your women willing to fight for what's right, this is just the book for you. It can and should be read as a standalone.
- Original Title:Meow Or Never
- Author:Anya Nowlan
- Rating:8.8 / 10
- Publisher:Published September 28th 2016
“Please, don’t hurt them,” Hailey begged, holding back tears.
Melinda and Ellison Molloy, her mother and father, were kneeling on the worn carpet of their small accounting firm, hands tied behind their backs. Two huge men stood before them, tattoos peeking out from under expensive-looking suits, their guns aimed at her parents’ heads. The way the guys carried themselves, she could tell this wasn’t their first rodeo.
As a criminal defense lawyer, she was well acquainted with the type. Their grip on their weapons was practiced and confident as they considered her scared parents with professional disinterest. This was nothing new to them.
“I don’t take orders from you, bitch,” one of the goons hissed, narrowing his eyes at Hailey.
“Shut up, Reaver,” the other one said, thr...