Howling Holidays Series by C.M. Stunich

*A Short Story*"I'll be on all fours howling at the moon while you're eating sweet potatoes with marshmallows and sipping spiked eggnog."Sylvia's parents have just dropped a bomb on her. A big one. A colossal one. When they told her she could open an early Christmas present, she never expected ears and a tail, especially not connected to her person. Sylvia is just fine with being boring, thank you very much, and she would certainly prefer not to spend Christmas howling at the moon... more*A Short Story*"I'll be on all fours howling at the moon while you're eating sweet potatoes with marshmallows and sipping spiked eggnog."Sylvia's parents have just dropped a bomb on her. A big one. A colossal one. When they told her she could open an early Christmas present, she never expected ears and a tail, especially not connected to her person. Sylvia is just fine with being boring, thank you very much, and she would certainly prefer not to spend Christmas howling at the moon. With the most important date of her life tied to the holiday, Sylvia's going to have to decide if she should tell her high school sweetheart the truth: I'm a werewolf.Includes full prologues and chapters of eight other works in the back! less

A young adult paranormal romance from bestselling author C.M. Stunich... *Book One in this Series, A WEREWOLF CHRISTMAS, is FREE* Sylvia Noe and Josiah Wakeham are a mated pair. Totally embarrassing, right? But kind of dreamy, too. Too bad his werewolf hunter mother won't stop trying to poison him with wolfsbane tea, or casting weird spells on him in her attempts to turn him back into a human... moreA young adult paranormal romance from bestselling author C.M. Stunich... *Book One in this Series, A WEREWOLF CHRISTMAS, is FREE* Sylvia Noe and Josiah Wakeham are a mated pair. Totally embarrassing, right? But kind of dreamy, too. Too bad his werewolf hunter mother won't stop trying to poison him with wolfsbane tea, or casting weird spells on him in her attempts to turn him back into a human. As if Valentine's Day isn't tricky enough—there're roses and chocolates and jewelry and the big school dance to think about. It's the most romantic night of the year, but Sylvia and Josiah might have bigger things to worry about, like how to keep his mother from kidnapping him and sending him off to boarding school in Connecticut. Like, who does that? Even a silver plated axe isn't enough motivation to make Josiah want to go. Then there's the weird fight happening between their best friends. Love should be in the air, but it looks like it's filled mostly with silver crossbow bolts and misunderstandings. How lame is that? ***A WEREWOLF VALENTINE'S is a 31,000 word novella from International Bestselling Author C.M. Stunich. This is the third book in the series beginning with the FREE novella, A WEREWOLF CHRISTMAS, that can be downloaded directly from Amazon.com. No cliff-hangers, lots of young adult romance, holiday craziness ... and plenty of werewolves. Plus, it has a happy ending and can be read in conjunction with A WEREWOLF CHRISTMAS & A WEREWOLF NEW YEAR'S for a complete story or continued with A WEREWOLF ST. PATRICK'S DAY. ALSO BY C.M. STUNICH (and her pen name, Violet Blaze) -DeadBorn (YA zombie romance) -The Feed (dark mermaid YA romance) -F*** Valentine's Day (holiday themed adult romance) -Real Ugly (FREE rockstar romantic suspense) "A WEREWOLF VALENTINE'S" EXCERPT "You know, I,” Josiah put a hand on his chest and then jumped off the rock, spinning around to face me, “love you, Sylvia Noel Noe, to the moon,” he pointed a finger up at the sky, “and back.” Josiah took a few more steps back and then lifted his hoodie up and over his head, tossing it back at me. I caught it and watched with no small amount of awe as he stripped off his shirt and flashed me the most ridiculously beautiful chest I'd ever seen in my life. “You coming?” he asked slyly, throwing his shirt at me and easing towards the darkness of the woods. It wasn't a very wide area for us to run in, but … my wolf growled with pleasure at the idea of being free, of running in the cool wet darkness with my mate. Without waiting for a reply, Josiah kicked his skater shoes off, peeled away his white socks, and then turned, shoving his pants down his hips and flashing me a whole lot of bare butt. If I said it looked pretty in the moonlight, would you totally think I was crazy? less

A young adult paranormal romance from bestselling author C.M. Stunich... *Book One in this Series, A WEREWOLF CHRISTMAS, is FREE* "First, I learned that werewolves were real. Then, werewolf hunters. Now, faeries. Freaking faeries." It's Sylvia Noe's first time leaving the country. It's also her first time meeting a leprechaun. And all during a St. Paddy's Day Couples' Retreat for werewolf mates... moreA young adult paranormal romance from bestselling author C.M. Stunich... *Book One in this Series, A WEREWOLF CHRISTMAS, is FREE* "First, I learned that werewolves were real. Then, werewolf hunters. Now, faeries. Freaking faeries." It's Sylvia Noe's first time leaving the country. It's also her first time meeting a leprechaun. And all during a St. Paddy's Day Couples' Retreat for werewolf mates. An American werewolf in Ireland certainly has a lot to learn—especially when it comes to the wicked little faeries that live on the one hundred and fifty acre estate known as Castle Lycan (no subtlety at all, I know). Also, what are rashers? And who put this black pudding on Sylvia's plate? Of course, with Sylvia and Josiah adults in the eyes of pack law, they get to share a bedroom. So who cares about fae and shape-shifting when there's a rare moment of privacy to be had, far from the clutches of Josiah's werewolf hunter mom? This Saint Patrick's Day weekend might not be about green beer (that's oh so American, right?), giant parades, or drinking games, but with magic in the air, who would miss all of that stuff anyway? There's something darkly beautiful underneath the faerie mound and SylvJo (cute couple name, huh?) are determined to find out what it is. ***A WEREWOLF ST. PATRICK's DAY is a 32,000 word novella from International Bestselling Author C.M. Stunich. This is the fourth book in the series beginning with the FREE novella, A WEREWOLF CHRISTMAS. No cliff-hangers, happy endings, and lots of adorable young adult romance with just a hint of steaminess. Faeries, werewolves, leprechauns, forest spirits, and magic fill these pages, so crack open a copy and see what mates Sylvia and Josiah get up to in the Irish countryside. ALSO BY C.M. STUNICH (and her pen name, Violet Blaze) -DeadBorn (YA zombie romance) -The Feed (dark mermaid YA romance) -F*** Valentine's Day (holiday themed adult romance) -Real Ugly (FREE rockstar romantic suspense) "A WEREWOLF ST. PATRICK'S" EXCERPT Standing before me, was the most beautiful boy I'd ever seen—and he wasn't my mate. “Hello wolf,” the boy said, glittering in the light, his smile sharp and wicked. His voice was mellifluous, like this silken ribbon wrapping itself around my neck; it felt like a leash. “I never expected one as beautiful as you to stumble across my mound.” Uh-oh. I looked down at the hill beneath my feet and then glanced over my shoulder, across the towering tops of trees toward the mansion. Images of the map flashed through my head. Based on my vantage point … I'd say it was a pretty safe freaking bet that Josiah and I had literally just run right across the top of the faerie mound. Where was that dang fence?! I wondered as I tried to remember if we'd jumped one around this area. But then, we'd jumped so many fences I couldn't really decide when or if we'd crossed the forbidden perimeter. “Who are you?” I asked as I whipped my head back around … and realized I was speaking in my human voice. A scream broke from my throat as I felt the wind glide across my bare arms like a lover's caress. Automatically, I wrapped one arm over my chest and slapped my hand across my … you know. But instead of bare skin, my hands met with a scintillating lavender silk, thin and light as spiderwebs. I was wearing a dress. “What the …” I said a few choice words that would have Mom pursing her lips and giving me the famous Noe Family amber eyed glare. less