Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Mistletoe Blog Hop, check out this great giveaway

Holiday romances are so much fun, whether it is about reconnecting or finding new love, something about the winter holidays just compounds those amazing feelings and makes for some great love stories. It is a great time to publish a holiday romance because people are in the mood for wonderful escapes. Last year I wrote a holiday romance titled Cherished Gift from the Paranormal Hypnotherapy Files.

It is a second chance at love romance centered around soulmates and past lives with a little danger sprinkled into the mix to make it a Brumfield original.

Everyone loves the winter holiday season, except Jenna. For as long as she can remember her holiday season has been filled with night terrors that have destroyed every relationship in her life. It is like she is cursed. She doesn't know it, but she is. At her lowest moments she meets Clara, a hypnotherapist who helps her disconnect the past life night terrors and along the way, find her soulmate. Just as Michael and Jenna reconnect in this life they have a showdown with the demon that has plagued their existences for over a century. It is a great little HEA holiday novella (I like to call them lunchtime escapes). Grab a copy on Amazon for only $0.99 here.

As a thank you for stopping by on the hop I'd like to give you an opportunity to get a FREE read. Just sign up for my newsletter at this link and you'll receive a free copy of Rayne's Thunder (part one) Master Chef.

This is a great shifter romantic serial that is currently in competition at Read Freely to be named one of the 50 Best Indie Books of 2015 under the paranormal category. The entire six part serial is published on Amazon and currently on sale for only $2.99 which is a killer deal.

For the month of December, I'm also running a daily audiobook giveaway on my Facebook Fan page here. Pop over and check out the current giveaway for a chance to win one of my many available audiobooks.

Thanks for reading and Happy Holidays!

Take a moment and see what other awesome offers are out there on the rest of the stops on this blog hop below

Jingle Book Blog Hop, check out these great prizes

Welcome to the Jingle Book Blog Hop!

As a thank you to all my fans I've lowered the price of the Paranormal Bureau of Investigation (PBI) Case Files bundle from $4.99 to $2.99 for the month of December. This bundle features the first four episodes of this paranormal mystery and romantic suspense series.

As part of the Jingle Book Blog Hop I'm also giving away a FREEBIE read to everyone who signs up for my newsletter (details below) and one lucky person who comments on this blog post will win one of my many available audiobooks (winner's choice) the only requirement is winner must be 18 years or older.

In addition to all of that there is also a blog hop raffle which can be found below. All of these giveaways are open world wide.

For a chance to win an audio book check out the novellas in the PBI Case Files below and let me know in the comment section which one sounds the most interesting.

The Beginning: After a drunken night of mishaps two human sisters wind up with a job offer for the Paranormal Bureau of Investigation they can't refuse.

Outbreak: The team is called in to investigate a case in Florida where a man was caught snacking on a live human. The cover story? Bath Salts. The real story? A supernaturally mutated strain of the Ebola virus has deadly impact.

Lost Plane: A commercial airliner disappears over the Pacific Ocean without a trace. The team is called in to see if they can find the passengers and crew. The truth of where they have vanished to is connected to the survival of the human race.

Justice Driven: The Amazons interrupt a dinner date to carry out vengeance that is sanctioned by the gods.

This series has bear shifters, vampires, humans, dragon shifters, alien bureau of investigation agents, mythological gods and demi goddesses and so much more. Grab your copy today for only $2.99 or FREE with kindle Unlimited at Amazon here.

Remote Paranoia is the fifth case file in this series, it is not included in the bundle but it is on sale for the month of December for only $0.99. The team is called in to investigate strange murders of supernatural creatures and they stumble upon a secret government agency that uses psychics as assassins.

Again, to be entered in the drawing for a chance to win an audiobook let me know in the comment section which case file above you find the most intriguing and why.

Sign up for my newsletter and receive a FREE copy of Rayne's Thunder (part one) Master Chef from the Rayne's Thunder shifter romantic serial of Dating a Werewolf Series. Here is the link. Series contains mature subject matter.

For the month of December, the entire Rayne's Thunder romantic serial bundle is also on sale from $4.99 to $2.99. If you like the first installment pick up the rest of the serial on Amazon kindle here. Also FREE with Kindle Unlimited.

Enter the Raffle for a chance to win one of two $25 Amazon Gift Cards. Click the link below.

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Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Introduction to the Vampire Diaries: Nightmare World by Jami Brumfield

The story behind Assassin's Mate (Supernaturally Shipwrecked Series) plus excerpt and video

December 15th, 2015 is the release date for Assassin's Mate from the Supernaturally Shipwrecked Series. The novella is a HEA for a Tigress named Silver aka Scarlet and her Panther mate Brock. Every book in this series will be HEA or HFN for the adult romances and can be read out of order just like my Demon Fairy Tales (Dragons' Succubus and Dragon's Demon Dancer), Vanished (Death Interrupted and The Mating Challenge), Mystery Springs (The Witch's Vampire), Magical Secrets (Genie's Treasure), and the Paranormal Hypnotherapy Files (Cherished Gift).

I started this series as a shifter dating cruise which was connected to the Refuge Island which is an island paranormal creatures go to for sanctuary. Silver/Scarlett's sister, brother, mom and pop are actually in hiding on this island and Silver goes to work for a cruise line as a way to escape her psychotic ex-fiance. This was adapted from the dating cruise idea to an action packed, page turning adventure of a man falling for a girl and risking his life to save her from marrying the wrong man. Going forward the series will focus on patrons of the supernatural cruise ship and Refuge Island.

I also decided to try cat shifters in this novella because I polled my reading club and they mentioned cat shifters would be an interesting change. I really enjoyed writing the purr-fect romance for these two characters and I think you're going to finish the book and feel good about the romantic story and the adventure.

Check out more from me on the novella in this video.

Here is an excerpt for this adult paranormal shifter romance. I hope you enjoy the story.


Scarlett Jennings is on the run from a sadistic ex-fiancé. She takes refuge on a supernatural cruise liner as a dancer. She doesn’t make plans for her future because she knows he will find her someday. Brock Martin is part of an order of assassins. He hops on the supernatural cruise to kill his next target but is intercepted by a red-headed tigress. After one kiss he makes plans to take out his mark and spend the rest of the week courting the beautiful dancer. There’s only one problem with those plans, his Scarlett has a hefty price on her head and he’s been dispatched to collect.

Chapter One

Scarlett Jennings caught a movement out of her peripheral vision as she was working through the new choreography for the coming night’s performance backstage. Damn cat vision was more of a curse than a blessing. Being the only one scheduled for the stage for the next thirty minutes the appearance of another person was suspicious. The hair that rose on the back of her neck had her running softly after the intruder when she landed from her leap across the stage. Something wasn’t right. If she was smart she’d call the cruise line’s security team, but she and authorities didn’t mix well and she’d feel idiotic if she called the cops on a fellow dancer that was simply getting ready for his scheduled time on the stage. It wasn’t the best way to make a first impression with whoever the stranger was, and she couldn’t afford the drama that might come from narking on a colleague who wasn’t doing anything wrong. Without this job, she only had one other option and sanctuary wasn’t the right move at the moment. It would put those she loved in danger. She needed this dancing gig far more than she’d ever admit out loud.
Her slippered feet padded silently across the floor as she followed the shadowy figure that went deeper into the unauthorized area of the ship. She was pretty sure this intruder wasn’t a fellow performer and began to rethink her pursuit. The cat that shared her mind warned of danger and flooded her body with adrenaline. The instinct to turn and escape was strong, but the urge to chase prey was stronger. The cat and human were at odds, and once again the tigress would win the battle for control. Her speed picked up as she continued to follow the mysterious figure further into the ship.
He, (she assumed he was a he because of his build), took a left down a restricted hallway. She continued her stalking, and was taken by surprise when strong arms snaked around her waist and slammed her against the ship’s wall. “What the…” the impact took her breath away and his dangerous looks robbed her of her second breath.
His hand covered her mouth as he moved closer to her neck and whispered, “Why are you following me?”
Her heart beat double time. Her eyes grew large, pupils dilated as fear flooded her system. She felt a primal need to escape, but another, deep down, wanted to stay. This wasn’t the same fear she felt in Joshua’s presence. This was different. She tried to talk, but his large hand muffled her words. “Mrph um mph.”
“I’m going to remove my hand. If you scream, I’ll break your neck, understand?”
Scarlett nodded. His words should’ve chilled her to the core, should have, but they didn’t. His intensity excited her. Something was obviously wrong with her mind. She’d never felt so many mixed feelings. Her first inclination was to fight the man, and her second was to kiss his rugged lips. Everywhere he touched a spark lit in her nerves and sent her brain into panic mode. Her fight-or-flight instinct should take over, only, instead, she wanted to curl up in the man’s lap and purr.
Slowly, he moved his hand from her lips, but kept his other hand on her waist, fingernails digging softly into her flesh holding her against the wall, and keeping her from fleeing even if she wanted to, which was the farthest thing from her thoughts in that minute.
“Why are you following me?” The snarl in his voice was far from scary, more sexy and primal.
Gods, Scarlett. Pull it together, she chastised herself silently. “I saw you backstage and was curious,” she lied.
“So you put yourself at risk out of curiosity?” He sounded irritated with her. Why? He was the one doing suspicious things.
She shrugged. “You know what they say, ‘curiosity kills the cat’.”
Uncomfortable silence spread between them as he stared into her eyes, like he could see into her soul and read her thoughts. Finally he said, “I suppose you’re going to tell me you’re a cat shifter.”
His grip on her waist eased up, and she felt sad at the loss of pressure from his hand. She never liked the bad boy types, probably because her ex-fiancé was the worst of the devils, but something about this man made her ignite. “I’ll share what I am if you’ll reciprocate.”
A tiny tick started in his cheek, just below his dimple, and his mossy green eyes narrowed on her with distrust. “Panther.”
“Tiger,” she replied, thankful he gave in enough to share his alter ego with her. “What are you doing down here?  It’s restricted.” She whispered loudly.
He readjusted the strap to the shoulder bag she just realized he was carrying. The action caused a lock of his black hair to fall into his eyes. She resisted the urge to reach up and brush it back. It had been too long since she’d found comfort in a man’s arms. It was the only way she could describe the feelings whirling around her body like a tornado.
“Do you make a habit of asking strangers questions that could get you killed?”
The bluntness of his words were like a kick to the gut. The man had already threatened to break her neck and now he was implying her actions could get her killed? She’d seen danger all her life, her home was virtually a warzone. It was why she couldn’t go back. She couldn’t lose this job because far worse hazards waited for her there.
“If threatening a girl is your usual pick…” her words were cut off when his lips pressed against hers. At first, she denied his advance, but the slide of his tongue along her lips tempered any resistance, and she opened up to him and the pleasures he was offering. He didn’t hesitate to deepen the kiss. His grip on her waist tightened, and his other hand eased into the red curls at the nape of her neck forcing her head back allowing him more control.
She’d never been kissed by a handsome stranger before, and she intended to enjoy the moment. His tongue took authority and rolled over hers like an ocean wave driving her desire up a notch, stealing her breath away. Tension tightened in her middle and grew needy as his hot, ready body pressed her harder against the cold metal wall of the ship. They began the primal dance pressing their bodies together at the center and grinding to a silent rhythm that made them want more.
Her leg rose of its own accord and wrapped around his waist pulling him harder against her as he masterfully thrust his hardness against her. His fingers on her waist moved to her thigh and she felt a pleasurable sting as his fingernails bit slightly into her flesh. Desire and want rose in her and threatened to send her soaring into the sky like one of the jumps in her dance.
“What are you two doing in here?” The harsh tone of a security guard hissed at them, washing over Scarlett like a cold shower.
The bastard kissed me to keep from getting caught! They broke from the kiss, both short of breath, staring oddly into each other’s eyes. A connection was made, no doubt. What that connection was she couldn’t say with her mind all jumbled and confused.
He grinned, and with inhuman speed, picked her up and held her in his arms. “Sorry, officer, we just got married and were looking for a little privacy.”
Married? She didn’t even know the man’s name, and she was suddenly his alibi for some sort of criminal activity, she was sure, but the passion he lit in her from a single kiss kept her from saying what her brain knew was right. She simply blushed – blushed, and allowed him to carry her off as the security guard escorted them out of the restricted area.

Grab the full story on Amazon here for only $0.99. I hope you enjoy the romance between these two characters and their story. Have a wonderful week and thank you for reading.

Introduction to the Assassin's Mate (Supernaturally Shipwrecked) by Jami...

Monday, December 7, 2015

Check out this giveaway for a chance to win huge

December has been a month of giveaways for me. I've been giving away one audiobook a day on my Facebook page. Check it out here and enter to win. Check back everyday in December for the new daily contest.

I also have a few fun blog hops scheduled later this month for even more giveaways so be sure to subscribe by email to this blog so you don't miss anything.

This message is to announce the $900 Holiday Giveaway I'm involved in sponsored by a ton of authors and the Kindle Book Review. Seriously, you could win a $400 or $500 Amazon gift card which could help with some last minute shopping.

The book I'm promoting with this giveaway is my Paranormal Affairs box set which could be an awesome kindle stuffer for the adult reader on your list or you if you haven't gotten this highly rated set of paranormal romance, mystery, and epic fantasy adventures. I reduced the price for this one from $4.99 to $2.99 for the month of December. Check it out.

I also reduced the price of the Rayne's Thunder complete paranormal romantic serial from $4.99 to $2.99 for the month of December. This serial has been shortlisted by Read Freely and is one of the books in contention for the 50 Best Indie Books of 2015. Check out Rayne's Thunder here.

If you've read the books in this serial and loved them please take a moment and pop over to Read Freely and cast your vote for Rayne's Thunder by Jami Brumfield. You can vote three times under each category. You may find more books you love and can give some support to them as well. Here is the link

And while we're on the topic of sales the PBI Case Files Bundle is also reduced from $4.99 to $2.99 for the month of December. These paranormal mysteries and romantic thrill rides will excite and entice. Check them out here.

If you enjoy Facebook Release parties, meeting new authors, and having a chance to win great prizes my release party for The Vampire Diaries: Nightmare World, Rhyme's Reason (part two) Secrets and Men, and the first book of the Supernaturally Shipwrecked series, The Assassin's Mate is happening December 15th here. Come and join the fun.

Thanks for checking out my sales. I have a few more reduced books on my Amazon page. You can view all my books here.

Ready to enter for a chance to win some awesome Amazon shopping sprees? Click this link or giveaway image below and good luck. Thank you for subscribing and all your support. Happy Howlidays season.

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Nanny cams... where do we draw the line?

Okay, this one is a difficult topic for me. Why? Because my husband and I are currently in the process of trying to have kids. Trying and failing but we're giving it our best shot. I have, however, had a hand in helping to raise my six brothers and sisters all younger than me so I do have some experience in caring about the well being of children, while I didn't give birth to them, I did and still do, love them unconditionally, despite the chaos of sibling relationships.

I guess in a way I can use that experience and what I think I will be like as a parent to weigh in on this interesting topic. As a parent I think I would opt for a nanny cam if I had a new sitter. It would be scary to leave my kids alone with someone I didn't know very well and it would give me piece of mind. If they prove themselves to me, over time I might be inclined to remove the spying device. We didn't have these things growing up and I and my siblings turned out okay I think. When we had a problem with a sitter we told our mom and that sitter wasn't used again. This made us learn the importance of speaking up. Something I do a lot of as an adult.

But I think this debate goes deeper than just the nanny cam. Speaking as an average adult, not a parent, I have to ask the question, "when does it stop?" My husband does this with me all the time. How far is too far?  I did mention above I'm not a parent yet so I can imagine some parents out there cringing and I totally respect that. The thing is, we've seen it sensationalized on television and in the movies, heck even books point out how hard it is to go unnoticed anymore with all the cameras watching our every move. If you walk down a downtown street, you're liable to be picked up by hundreds of cameras which could possibly be viewed by all sorts of entities, including the government. It makes for great fiction writing, especially science fiction, thrillers, police procedural, mysteries etc but is it good for real life?

So here's the deal, yes to the nanny cams because they are in your home and no to big brother watching our every move. I mean does big brother want to see someone picking their nose or scratching their... well you know... heck, do you want to see it? I can imagine, if things keep going the way they are going now, there will be a television channel that will show random people on the street, all day, everyday, and it would probably be one of the highest rated stations out there.

Don't get me wrong, there are definitely places where cameras are important. Especially when people are concerned with public safety but they say, everything in moderation. Some cameras watching us are good, I think but how extreme do we want to take it? That really is the question. Feel free to weigh in with your opinion below. If you have a blog and want to participate in the blog hop here is the link

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Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Tasty treat of the Kindle Worlds project for The Vampire Diaries titled Nightmare World

I just wrote my first novella for the Kindle Worlds The Vampire Diaries titled Nightmare World and I'm so excited to hear what others think of this story. It was absolute fun playing around in the world created by LJ Smith. My hats off to an amazing series.

In this novella I decided to change the course of history. Imagine what Mystic Falls would be like if Elena had been put in a coma after the car accident that claimed her parents' lives. Two years later she wakes up to a very different world... one made of nightmares and her family plays a large part in keeping a not-so-wonderful town in order.

Check out the excerpt below and check out the novella on Amazon here.

Two years after the accident that killed her parents Elena Gilbert awakens from a coma to a world of nightmare proportions. Her little brother Jeremy and legal guardian Jenna are hunters, the vampires, witches and werewolves are at war, and the humans of Mystic Falls have become casualties of the conflict.

While carrying out her new hunter duties, Elena and her friends and family find out about a plot to bring peace to the town of Mystic Falls but at what cost?

How will Elena fit into this world that has continued on in her absence? Will the charismatic Alaric Saltzman find a way to bring the paranormal factions to a peaceful resolution? What are the feuding Salvatore brothers up to? This new nightmare world is a reality and they must learn to make it home again.

Nightmare World is an action packed, fast paced novella inspired by the award winning, bestselling Vampire Diaries series.


THERE WAS NOTHING TO PATROLLING, other than facing the stone cold reality that Mystic Falls was a barren, desolate battleground. The streets that once held so much laughter, happy faces, friendly neighbors, and a massive amount of town friendly activities was now littered with death and destruction. Most of the storefronts were boarded up. All supplies for the hunters were delivered in caravans from the government. The town was sanctioned off from the outside world. No one was allowed to go in or out of the borders unless they were approved by the authorities. It was their way of containing the nightmare they lived in.
               Even communication outside the city was monitored. As far as she knew, the outside world had no idea of the terror that lurked on the streets of this once wonderful village. A cat scurried down an alley and had Elena jumping in her skin. She kept hoping she’d wake up and find herself home, safe and sound, in the past.
               “Keep moving, we have an appointment to keep.” Jeremy’s gruff voice cut into her thoughts as he quickened his pace.
               Elena had to speed walk just to catch up to him. “What appointment,” she whispered. He had told her they were going on a simple patrol not meeting up with someone. He didn’t answer just turned right down Main street, a deviation from the route they were supposed to be on. “Jer, this isn’t our sector.”
               He didn’t respond or even look her way as he turned down a darkened alley which smelled of excrement and rotting food, the ammonia tainted air made her pause at the mouth of the dark side street. Jeremy wasn’t acting normal, but then again what was normal? She didn’t want to go any further but her little brother had disappeared into the shadows and she needed to protect him. That is what Gilbert’s did. As she took one step into the black abyss she hoped Jeremy remembered that.
               Within moments she had caught up to him and was overjoyed at the sight of her best friend, Bonnie. She’d been home for a month since waking up from the coma and hadn’t seen anyone but Caroline, Jeremy and Jenna. Bonnie looked different now in a black dress that covered her dark skin from her shoulders to her ankles and hugged curves she never knew the girl had. Her dark hair flowed around her shoulders in natural waves and her amber eyes seemed to dance in delight at spotting Elena. She quickly handed Jeremy the small plastic baggie and ran to hug her best friend.
               Arms wrapped around her shoulders in an embrace that brought back countless childhood memories, happy times. They were thick as thieves growing up and happy. They had problems but together they overcame them which built a stronger bond between them, almost sisterly.
               “When Jeremy told me you had woken up I was ecstatic. I would’ve come to see you but witches aren’t allowed in the hunter’s headquarters.” She pulled back and cupped her friend’s face. “You look terrible.”
               Her brutal honesty was like a slap in the face but refreshing. After a moment of silence, they both burst into quiet chuckles. “Thanks, Bon Bon.”
               “I prayed to my ancestors every day for a healthy return and here you are, standing before me.”
               Hearing Bonnie Bennett talk about witches and ancestors was unnerving. She’d been told of Bonnie and Caroline’s changes over the last two years while she was locked away in the deep sleep that kept her from the living. She had done everything she could to prepare herself to eventually see Bonnie as the supposed enemy but nothing she did made the reality plausible. In no universe would Bonnie be an enemy to her. It just wasn’t something she could prepare for.
               Witches and hunters were not friends for a very good reason. The witches created the werewolves and Vampires and the hunters killed them. Despite the witches attempt to maintain balance the with the sun and moon curse, the hunters still had to police both species.
               “I can’t believe you’re a witch, a real witch. I remember you talking to me about being psychic but hearing you call yourself a witch is just… overwhelming.”
               Bonnie nodded, “it was an adjustment but the hardest part is being on opposite sides from my friends. I can’t stand the idea that we are supposed to be enemies.”
               “That’s all it is, an idea. No one can make me think of you as an enemy.” Elena insisted.
               Bonnie pulled her into a hug again. “You’re right. Now to find a way to convince Caroline the same.”
               “I’m the one that gossips in this group, ladies, not you.” Caroline’s voice came up behind them and the hair on Elena’s arms stood at attention.
               “God, Caroline, how many times have I told you not to sneak up on us.” Jeremy had his gun aimed her direction before she even came into view.
               Caroline embraced Elena in a tight hug that threatened to suck the air out of her lungs. “Oh, Elena, it is so great to see you out and about!” She ignored Jeremy and smiled at her friends. “I was beginning to worry that you were going to stay locked up in that house for the rest of eternity.”
               “Yes because that is a healthy alternative to skipping patrol duty.” Elena struggled to keep from rolling her eyes.
               “It is definitely a safer option,” a familiar voice from her past spoke from the shadows.
               “In the flesh.” He joined them and smiled as he wrapped an arm around Caroline’s waist.
               Elena sucked in another deep breath, she knew Matt and Caroline were dating but seeing it was yet another sucker punch to the gut. The world really had gone on while she was sleeping away trapped in her mind. She hated to admit it but they were a stunning couple. Matt, the blond hair blue eyed quarterback and Caroline the blonde hair, green eyed head cheerleader. Elena shook her head. That was the past. They were now Mystic Falls Police officers. “You look… good.” She looked at both of them, “and I hear congratulations are in order.”
               Caroline nodded, her blonde curls bounced around her shoulders. Even though she followed in her mother’s footsteps as an officer of the law, she still brought rays of sunshine wherever she went, the perky, slightly control freakishly, sunny best friend that always wore a smile no matter what problem she faced. “I hope you’re okay with this,” she pointed to her and Matt, “when had the accident and when my mom got sick, Matt was there to help me through it. Without him, I probably would’ve died from heartbreak, for realsie.”
               Matt glanced down at the slimy ground, “yea, we both helped each other through painful times.”
               Elena nodded her understanding. It hurt to see him with Caroline, cut deep like a knife into her soul, but they seemed oddly ‘right’ for each other. “I’m fine, life goes on.” The truth was she had finally decided to break up with Matt before the accident so this made that transition easier, but in her mind that hadn’t happened which took away her opportunity for closure. None of that mattered, because she needed her friends and couldn’t afford to lose another person. “I never would’ve imagined you two being part of the police.”
               “We couldn’t just stand by and watch our town fall apart without doing something to help.” Matt replied.
               “And not all of us have supernatural hunter abilities and the force needed recruits.” Caroline chimed in.
               Her friends were still familiar but so different. It was a lot to take in.
               “Okay, if we’re going to save Vickie we need to go.” Jeremy slipped something in his mouth and shoved his phone into his black jeans.
               “Wait, what do you mean, save Vickie?”
               “We’ll explain on the way. Let’s go.” Caroline grabbed Elena’s hand, the warmth startled her for a moment but she quickly recovered and followed the group.

I also included a "behind the scenes" and "why I wrote this novella" video below. I hope you enjoy.

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Meet the men of Rhyme's Reason

Meet the men of Rhyme's Reason, the second romantic serial from the Dating a Werewolf Series. If you've read Rayne's Thunder you've met Rhyme. She is the lead in this new romantic murder mystery serial.


Rhyme Manchester is the second in her family to take on the Mating Games. Despite the chaos that ensued for her little sister, Rayne, during her own games, Rhyme decides to give it a go. All three siblings only have one year to mate and marry and time is running out. Logically, it makes perfect sense.
The problem is that Rhyme has never had the best emotional intelligence. Intelligence is her comfort zone and she will need to escape that tidy little box she has put her life into in order to find the love of her life.
When one of the ten contenders is murdered on the opening night of the games, Rhyme’s reason flies out the window. What is worse, all signs point to multiple contenders in the competition for her heart as the potential killer. Will she be able to work through the clues to find the other half to her soul? And when she does, will that man be a murderer or will he be the next one murdered?
This is the first book in a six installment paranormal romantic murder mystery serial from the Dating a Werewolf Series. Thank you for joining Rhyme as she embarks upon her journey to love in part one of Rhyme’s Reason.

Chapter One

DEAR DIARY, I’M STARTING THIS journal to keep my life in order, my emotions in check, and to help me make the most informed decision possible as to who I should choose as my mate. So much has happened in the last few months. My father passed away. My brother became the Colorado Alpha. My sister found her mate. My best friend, Isaac, was killed in a battle that bordered on the epically infamous Hattfields and McCoys feud, in truth, many people died in that battle, all over becoming alpha. I never really understood the need for power. My father had that gene, so does River. All I ever wanted was love, but I digress.
I have not even begun to tell you about how my little sister became the second Colorado alpha. Rayne was kidnapped and forced to kill her captor. In that one act, she went from a tracker wolf to an alpha pack leader herself, and now she and River have split the territory of Colorado. I can promise you, I have no intention of becoming an alpha, and I hope the Mating Games go smoother for me than they did for Raynie.
I’m ahead of myself, again… See, that’s why I decided to make this diary. If given leeway, I tend to babble. It is one way to process information, one I learned in law school. Thinking out loud, kind of like brainstorming. And you’d never guess how much you can discover when you talk out the problem. Not the most effective way, but it worked for me. It also helps me to write out lists, especially pros and cons. Seeing it written in front of your eyes in a logical manner helps to eliminate the emotional factor that messes everything up.
So I guess you’re wondering why the need to get married and find my mate? I would be wondering, inquisitive mind and all. Another law school trait.
When our father died, he left behind some hefty stipulations in his will. The only way we’d be able to receive our inheritance would be if all three of us find our mates and get married within a year of his death. One down, two to go.
Ironically, the one person I could see myself with, once we helped him over his own grief, died, and now I’m mourning Isaac’s loss while trying to find my husband. Father left each of us a list of ten men he pre-approved for the match, but while he was always good at pairing off his pack mates, his track record with his children wasn’t stellar. Well, that’s not true. He matched Storm and Rayne, but that was a no-brainer. We all saw that coming, all of us but Rayne.
He also picked men who betrayed my sister and our pack. Grayson, may his soul burn in hell for eternity, and Brick, who was now in the Authority prison for his betrayal were also on his list and they were epic fails. Interestingly enough, he also had Simon on Rayne’s list who is now dating Chloe, which killed two birds with one stone. Daddy never wanted River and Chloe to date, and putting Simon in the mix helped with that. It was pretty obvious Simon wasn’t meant for my sister. He was nothing like her type.
I’ve already broken off one engagement to a cheating lawyer and one of the men from father’s list, Jax. He turned out to be a better friend than lover. There was always a kind of wall between us. One I had no clue how to break down. He was good at playing the doting beau, but after seeing Rayne and Storm together I knew I was settling.
I almost fell for him, but my little sister taught me one thing, a mate is a cherished gift and if you picked the right one, the fireworks would light the night sky. I wonder if I’ll be able to recognize love if it comes? Rayne says it will bite you in the ass if you ignore it. You just know.
If it is possible, I want to find that soul-searing lover that leaves me vulnerable and yet safe in the arms of the man made for me. It’s not too much to ask, right?
I’ve never really opened up to the idea of sharing my emotions and trusting someone enough to make that a reality, but I’m going to give it my best shot. I promise. Which brings me back full circle. The reason I’m writing in this journal is so I can keep my thoughts straight and avoid letting my emotions muck things up. I figure I can use this as an analysis system. It will help me balance the pros and cons and make an informative decision.
It seemed like a tall order, but I’ve opened my heart to the probability of it working. Now the challenge will be to pick the right man that I can trust with my heart, and do so in a timely manner.
They say you can’t hurry love, but my father was obviously not of that school of thought. The idea that all three of us will find our true loves in a year is tough to swallow, but I am not going to let my family down and I have a vested interest in this, more so than the others. Well, that may not be true, but I have a problem, and that money will help me get out of the hole I’ve buried myself in. Hopefully, the man I choose will help me stay out of trouble in the future. Who knows? I guess we’ll see.
Okay, that’s Eva, the Games’ Master calling me. Things are about to get started. Wish me luck!

Rhyme closed her journal quickly and hid it away in her desk. “Coming!”
Eva was outside the door, tapping her foot impatiently on the carpeted hallway. “I do hope you’re not going to be as difficult as your sister was during this whole process, Rhyme.” She tossed her red hair behind her shoulder and raised her dark eyebrow in the unspoken question.
“My sister wasn’t difficult, Eva. She just didn’t like all the restricting rules.” Rhyme defended Rayne. She really hated it when people spoke ill of others, especially when those others were members of her family. “Raynie, has never been big on being told what she should and shouldn’t do.”
Eva sighed and placed a hand on her thick hip as she examined Rhyme's looks. She had styled her dark hair in a French twist, a style she was extremely comfortable with and applied makeup to her pale skin. They had lost Georgio, Eva’s stylist, during the rogue attack that happened during Rayne’s Mating Game session. His death was heartbreaking. Eva and Georgio seemed close so it was logical she hadn’t replaced him yet. That meant it was up to Rhyme to do her own hair and makeup, something she didn’t mind at all. At least until she had to endure Eva’s scrutiny.
Thankfully, she approved of Rhyme’s fashion sense, for the most part. “It will have to do. Now get downstairs so you can greet the men who are competing for your hand in marriage.”
Rhyme ran into her closet, grabbed her heels, and followed Eva’s heavyset frame down the stairs. No amount of preparation could make her feel comfortable for what she was about to face outside. She’d read all the dossiers on the men she was going to be welcoming into her home, which were sent to her by uncle Mitchell, the executor of the will. On paper, they all seemed suitable mates, but she expected no less from the list of men her father had left her in the will. Rayne’s adventure reinforced Rhyme’s belief that just because they looked good on paper didn’t mean they were decent people. She’d seen many people in her time as a lawyer that looked good on paper or in person, but turned out to be real slime bags.
“Are you ready for this?” River, Rhyme’s brother and her alpha, asked as she joined him on the front porch of the compound. The blazing sun that reflected off the fresh layer of light snow outside blinded her. She loved fall and winter in Colorado. It could snow one day, and the next, be fresh and clear as a spring day. Since this was autumn, she knew the snow would melt away by afternoon as though it hadn’t even fallen.
She blinked her ice-blue eyes, the same shade as his, as she tried to focus on his dark hair, which was longer than usual, a sign he was still stressing over the recent alpha responsibilities. “No. Not really,” she told him honestly as his tan skin and ruggedly handsome good looks came into focus.
He chuckled. “I’m sure it’ll go easier than Raynie’s games.”
“It better. I don’t think I can handle all that chaos as well as she did. When will she be coming home?”
“You’re a Manchester, You’d swim in that situation rather than sink, and you’ll have us here to help you if you get tangled in seaweed.”
Rhyme rolled her eyes at River’s attempt at comedic metaphors. Father was brilliant with them. River, not so much. He was still a work in progress.
“She’ll be here in the next couple of days. She’s bringing Simon and Chloe. Apparently she wants to discuss wedding plans.” River’s grin wavered slightly. Seeing Chloe move on with Simon couldn’t be easy for him, but he was handling it like a trooper. “Do you have any favorites yet?” He asked, changing the subject.
“Nope, I’m going to go with my gut and see where that leads me.”
“Good luck with that, sis.”
She elbowed him in the stomach.
“What? We both know your gut feelings aren’t always the most reliable.” He rubbed his torso as a black Town Car pulled up the gravel driveway.
Rhyme sucked in a nervous breath as they watched Mack Fredericks exit the vehicle. He wore a white suit, which contrasted brilliantly against his dark skin. His black hair was shaved close to his head and his brown eyes held an intriguing spark. He straightened his suit and pulled out a bouquet of flowers from the car. His movements were fluid and stealthy as he walked toward Rhyme. Before she could react, he held her hand in his and kissed her knuckles. The touch ignited an interest in her body. He was sweet, as far as she could tell, and quite the gentleman.
“Pleasure to meet you, Rhyme.” His European accent only increased the instant attraction. From what Rhyme read in his file, he was a regular Indiana Jones. Doctor of Archeology, curator of the National Arts Museum in Denver, Colorado, and a black belt in Ju Jitsu.
She couldn’t help the slight blush that colored her cheeks. “Nice to meet you, Mack.”
“Yes, very nice to meet you, Mack. I look forward to chatting with you about your work at the museum.” River offered his hand to shake. Mack accepted, but was reluctant to turn his attention away from Rhyme, which only made her temperature rise.
“And the adventures I’ve experienced as an archeologist?” He gave a knowing grin to River before turning his attention back on Rhyme. The intensity in his stare was creating heat in her body.
“Yes, I’m sure you have a great many interesting stories.” River acknowledged. Rhyme knew he was an adventurer. River had always wanted to have an exciting career in anthropology or as a covert spy, but father had other plans for him, being the firstborn, and his son, River’s destiny was determined before he took his first breath.
“I hope I’ll get to hear some of those tales too.” Rhyme told them both.
Mack nodded and took his spot next to Eva just as a second man exited the town car.
The first thing Rhyme noticed was his wavy, dark brown hair that hung just above his shoulders. His hair moved so fluidly it reminded her of those chocolate commercials, ribbons of ooey gooey deliciousness. Her mouth watered and fingers itched to touch the strands. As her gaze traveled, she stopped at his green eyes, then his sexy smile and strong, square jaw. He wore a green plaid button-down shirt over a dark grey t-shirt that did little to hide his rough and tough build. The stonewashed, relaxed fit jeans he wore hugged his hips and large thighs, and covered his cowboy boots. Rhyme recognized him as Trigger Malone, the owner of the Wolf Creek Ranch in Montana. He was all muscle compacted in a 5’10” frame. He moved with ease and had a genuine smile, and what seemed like an easy-going attitude, but there was a glint of danger in those moss-colored eyes, just enough to catch and hold her attention.
“You are far more beautiful than your photo.” Trigger smiled as he walked up to Rhyme and gave her a hug, which surprised her. After the shock wore off, she relaxed in his embrace moments before he pulled back. “I’ve been excited to meet you ever since I got the call from Eva. I’m sorry for your loss,” he told her in a country boy accent that made her stomach call out the butterflies.
Sadness rolled through Rhyme for a moment. She knew he was referring to her father, but there was far more loss surrounding her family than one man, including her best friend and his fiancé. “Thank you.”
“It’s a rough world we live in, but that knowledge doesn’t make it any easier.” His words indicated he also knew about the recent tragedies that had befallen the Manchester house. He squeezed her hand in a comforting gesture, which served to spark her interest. He seemed genuine. It was nice. He was far more profound than she would’ve thought. Trigger was going to be interesting to get to know.
He handed her a wooden miniature of a wolf, then he took his spot next to Mack just as the next car came up the drive. Rhyme found herself fascinated with the tiny wolf statue. It was an intricate design. She turned to him. “Did you make this?”
He nodded. “Yes, ma’am, I did.”
“You are very talented.”
“Thank you kindly.” He winked and Rhyme felt the flutter of butterfly wings in her gut again. Two for two. ‘Well, father, so far so good’ she thought to herself as the next bachelor approached. His blond hair looked like wavy ribbons that layered around his boyish good looks and hovered around ear length. The tan on his skin indicated he loved the outdoors. He was wearing jeans, a blue t-shirt, which matched his eyes, and a worn leather biker’s jacket, which showed he liked his motorcycle, and her dossier told her that motorcycle was a Harley Davidson. He sauntered across the gravel drive to her side and placed a patch in her hands.
She looked down, and read the words, ‘Lives to be a bad girl’ and couldn’t help the smile that spread across her lips. She was the farthest thing from a bad girl, but had always wanted a bad boy to help her live dangerously.
“Dash O’Grady, I presume?”
“Right on the money, sweetheart. You might as well toss all the others out the window and ride off in the sunset with me on my hog.” His words rolled over her like a toxic spill. Something didn’t seem right about him. He was sexy. He said all the right words, but when he spoke, his close proximity made her want to step back. He reminded her of those smarmy guys who thought they were God’s gift to women. She didn’t like smooth talking douche bags. ‘Looks like I thanked you too soon, father.’ She thought to herself.
“I think we’ll let this game play through and see what happens.” She placed a hand on his granite chest as he moved closer to keep distance between them. “But it is good to know you are so confident in your ability to win my heart.”
“I’m confident you’ll find us perfectly suited for each other.” He grinned and settled for a kiss on the back of her hand.
It took every ounce of willpower in her not to wipe her hand off. She wasn’t ready to discount him yet, but he hadn’t rubbed her correctly and she wasn’t impressed with their first meeting.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she recognized Levi Mason as he breezed across the space between them. He was a lawyer, a very good defense attorney, and Rhyme figured they’d have the most in common. His light brown hair, layered with golden highlights from the sun showed he really did enjoy the surfing that the report outlined as one of his favorite past times. The Puka shell necklace he wore around his neck confirmed his hobby further. Today, he wore khaki pants and a polo shirt, but she had a feeling he looked just as delicious in Bermuda shorts, flip-flops, and little else, which was her idea of the perfect beach attire for a physically fit man. When he smiled, his teeth seemed to glow. It was painfully obvious he used a little too much whitener, but he was known for his easy-going smile and she guessed he was attempting to put his best assets forward.
“Rhyme, I’m very pleased to see you again.”
“As am I. I’m glad to see you were able to work around your schedule to participate.” She smiled shyly. She’d gone up against this man in court a couple of times and he was quite the contender.
“I wouldn’t miss this for anything.” When he smiled, a dimple showed in his cheek, one to match the other in his chin. Aside from the cheek imperfection, his face was perfectly symmetrical which was rare in the werewolf world. Noses and other bones were often broken from rough housing. Thanks to the transformation, things didn’t always morph back correctly. It wasn’t like an arm would move to a leg, but even Rhyme had seen minute in discrepancies after a change or two. They usually fixed themselves after a couple more morphs, but it was common happenstance in their world to see minor changes in one’s appearance over time. “I’m hoping the heat in the courtroom translates to heat in our personal lives also.” He whispered in her ear as he leaned in to kiss her cheek.
If Rhyme was honest with herself, he was one of her top choices, on paper anyway, and it also helped that she knew him in the real world outside of this competition, not that they were ever friends. Being on opposite sides of the courtroom didn’t make it easy to socialize.
The next man to put his name in the running for Rhyme’s hand in marriage was Chance Woodbridge. Short for Chancellor Woodbridge III. He looked like he was getting ready to hit the ski lodge. Navy blue cashmere sweater with tan khakis and brown shoes. His auburn hair feathered back lightly over his ears. His face and hands were lightly sprinkled with freckles, and a peach tone. His fingernails were manicured and Rhyme guessed he’d never seen a day of real work in his life. He was put together like a GQ model, but she couldn’t help but wonder if he was strong enough to be a contender for her heart. She liked manly men, the kind that could work on a broken down vehicle one minute and then carry himself like a socialite the next.
“Hello, Rhyme, nice to meet you.” He spoke with an Aussie accent, which helped up the attraction level. She searched her mind to review the file she had on this man. He was a trust fund kid from Australia. There was very little detail of the man other than his extensive partying history. He wasn’t her top choice, but she’d give him a chance -- no pun intended.
Next up was Elijah Jenkins. His hair was long, dirty-blond, and tied back in a leather ponytail at the nape of his thick neck. His face was strong, and the claw mark scar on his neck indicated he was a wolf that was made, not born into the life. He was built smaller than most of the other wolves, but Rhyme was sure he was a scrapper. He shook her hand and pulled her into an embrace, which was only off-setting for a moment. The man smelled of rosewater and pine, and was far stronger than he looked. ‘A firm handshake can tell a lot about a man,’ Rhyme’s father’s voice echoed in her mind.
“It’s nice to meet you, Elijah.” She told him when he let her go. He was a preacher, but he wasn’t wearing his collar. He wore a pair of jeans and a plaid shirt, and he wore them well. Very well.
Rhyme had to admit she was excited to see Diesel Jacovich. He was as handsome as his picture. Olive skin, shaved head, and dark, inquisitive eyes. Diesel owned a martial arts dojo as well as a coffee shop. He was a successful businessman which was probably the reason why father had picked him; a prominent business owner who knew how to fight and defend his family.
“Hello, Rhyme.” He nodded and kissed the back of her hand. His dark eyes intensely focused on her blue ones. The stare made her feel unnerved, but she held her ground. His touch was electric and she was disappointed when he pulled his hand away. Something about this man intrigued her.
“Nice to meet you, Diesel.” She smiled.
Myles Dunkin was the second to last man to arrive. He did so in style, eclectic style. The man walked up strumming a guitar and serenading Rhyme on the front steps with the song ‘Stairway to Heaven’. His voice was smooth as silk. He had green eyes that were alert and playful, and a smile that teased and enticed. His sturdy build and strong jaw were simply the bow that tied the sexy package together. He had long, wavy, brown hair, and like most of the men in the group, he had muscles that moved smoothly under his tan skin.
There was a military tattoo poking out from under his t-shirt sleeve, a stark reminder of his time in the service. According to the file she had on him, he served in Iraq and Afghanistan before returning home to take care of his ailing father who recently died. Something they had in common. There was something ‘nice’ about the man, but ‘nice’ wasn’t always good in the wolf world, and with all the drama that had descended upon her family lately, nice wasn’t a safe place to be.
The next man to join the competition was Stone Phillips. This man gave his name justice. He looked like a stone statue, and had just as much definition, from what she could see under his tight t-shirt, as those Greek marble statues. His pecs were the size of boulders and his arms looked more like missile launchers than guns. His blond hair made her think of the Norwegian God, Thor. This man was actually a bear shifter while the others were wolves. It was odd he made the list. Father wasn’t a purist, but he had never recommended anyone but wolves to her as possible mates. The idea that he was a bear shifter intrigued her more so than his striking good looks.
The file she had on him was sparse in comparison to the others, probably because intel on a bear would be more difficult than that of a wolf. She knew very little about him other than he lived in the Adirondack Mountains in upstate New York. How he and father knew each other was a mystery and one she intended to discover.
“A pleasure to meet you, Rhyme.”
“And you.” Rhyme repeated. “I look forward to hearing more about the Adirondacks.” She told him.
“Of course, and I look forward to hearing more about the Rockies. They are beautiful.”
“Yes, they are.” She agreed.
The tenth man, Jackson Lasiter, was already out of the competition. They’d decided they were better off friends. He’d be arriving later that night and joining in, but more as a spy to tell her what was going on when she wasn’t around than an actual contestant.

“Our last contestant will be arriving tomorrow, but tonight I’ve put together a party in the garden so everyone can get to know each other better.” Eva announced. “So if you’ll follow me.”

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