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A lonely woman returning to her roots. Two wild stallion shifters in need of a home for themselves and their herd.  

In a land steeped in Native American tradition, Nokoni and Hah-Tee compete for the same woman, but Terena represents more than sensual satisfaction. She’ll challenge them as they’ve never been challenged before.  

Even as Terena struggles to make sense of her desire for the swift, mysterious shifters and her search for the truth, danger lurks.  

Publisher’s Note: This paranormal shifter romance contains explicit themes, including ménage.  

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Chapter One 


There they go! 

The announcers words barely registered. Terena Rothrock locked her entire focus on the ten horses at the starting gate. She could sense their gathering muscles before they exploded out of the gate. Just like that, the years shed spent apart from horses fell away. She became a teenager again, bent low over the straining neck of a galloping horse—mare, stallion, or gelding, it didnt make a difference. The creatures strength and determination seeped into her, and she lived for the feel of powerful muscles in motion. 

She shook off past memories so she could concentrate on this moment and shielded her eyes against the hot sun. Arizona spring heat seeped into her back, dust from the dirt track billowed into the stands, and splinters from the wooden bleacher threatened to stab into her butt. 

No more than two seconds had passed since the starting gun assaulted her ears, but already one of the horses was pulling ahead of the field. The horse, a tall burgundy mare with white markings on her chest, ran as if she were floating. Her muscles rippled, and her hoofs rhythmically attacked the groundTerena had no doubt she galloped because she loved speed, not because her rider was encouraging or forcing her to. 

Ah, yes, Terena reminded herself, the rider. As man and horse all but flew past, she turned her attention from the gorgeous young animal to the slim yet sturdy Hopi with long glossy black hair flowing behind him. Her cousin rode as she once had, part and parcel with his mount. Ahote Rothrock wouldnt have simply agreed to jockey the mare for a mere paycheck. He was sitting on some fourteen hundred pounds of animal because nothing made him feel more alive. 

And because this horse was incredible! 

Terena had picked up the racing schedule as soon as shed arrived at the county fairgrounds. There were three stallions in this race. They should be in the leadnot this two-year-old, still-growing mare. The mare continued to float, her movements becoming more magical with every step. Terena half believed the mare was running on a cushion of air—a swift-moving current. 

The one-length lead became ten. Seconds later and only halfway into the race, the chestnut her cousin was astride led by fifteen lengths. It couldnt be! No horse could run that fast. 

Do you believe this, folks? the announcer screamed, his voice mixing in with the excited audiences yells.  

He said something else, but clapping and static ate up the words. It didnt matter. Something unbelievable was happening this afternoon at a small-town racetrack in central Arizona. Like everyone else in the stands, Terena was on her feet, clapping. The cowboy boots she seldom had reason to wear drilled the wooden plank beneath them. The bleachers creaked and complained. What did she care whether it collapsed? Shed breathe with the lightning-fast mare. Theyd shared the same muscles, heart, and lungs. 

Run, you beautiful thing! Run! Feel it, feel it, feel it! 

Twenty lengths, then another five. Ahote and the wonderful flying beast beneath him surged around the turn and neared the finish line. 

Explode! Terena screamed, not caring that the mare couldnt possibly have even more speed in her. 

But the mare did. With maybe a hundred feet between her and the end, she kicked into an impossible gear. All around Terena, the fans went crazy. Much as she ached to join in the screaming, she couldnt, because her throat had closed down. Hot tears burned her eyes and then her cheeks. 

Decibel by decibel, things quieted until she could make out what people were saying. Everyone was still excited, of course, their reactions ranging from good-natured disappointment because the horse theyd bet on had been blown away to disbelief. It didnt matter that there was no speed gun or timer here; no one doubted that theyd just witnessed a miracle. 

Terena wiped her tears and looked around for a way to get out of the stands. Knowing Ahote—well, it had been a few years, but they had grown up together, so she knew his personality a bit—hed be anxious to get away from the crowd and into the stables at the rear of the fairgrounds. 

He wont answer your questions. Dont ask him to explain what just happened, shed tell anyone who tried to get more than words of one syllable out of him. At least hed talk to her. Maybe. 

The people on either side of her showed no sign of leaving, which wasnt surprising, since there were still races to be run. Fortunately, the three middle-aged women directly below her were, in their words, going to feed their faces, and shuffled toward the aisle. If she could step over and down without losing her balance, shed follow their escape route. 

A prickling along and down her spine told her she was being watched. A little resentful—she was weary of explaining that her features represented both her Hopi and white heritage—she waited until shestepped down and then looked around. 

Two men stood in the aisle watched Ahote guide his mount toward the exit area opposite the stadium. No, they werent just standing. Well over six feet tall with shoulders that would never fit in an airplane seat, jeans that clung to narrow hips, flat bellies, and long, black hair, they grabbed her full attention and brought heat to her cheeks. She wasnt the only one. Instead of concentrating on their quest for food, the three women whod been sitting below her turned and stared at the men. Really? They probably were young enough to be their sons. 

Something about the mens scrutiny of her cousin made Terena uneasy. She understood interest in the winning horse and her rider, but this was more. Almost hostile in intensity. 

Perhaps theyd somehow locked into her thoughts because as one they turned toward her. Native American, she concluded. Their obsidian eyes tracked her every move, or rather, her lack of movement. The phrase deer caught in the headlights pretty much summed up how she felt. Instead of trying to figure how to cut and run, she wrapped their bold scrutiny around her. If this was their idea of a sexual come-on, what the hell. She was ready, primed, and hungry. 

Not that it was going to happen, but she could dream about standing between them with no way out and their hands all over her. Getting naked. 

She pictured herself sans a single piece of clothing, flanked by the two men who resembled professional football players, when the slightly taller ones attention shifted from her to his companion. The taller ones expression changed from bold scrutiny to challenge. His jaw clenched, and his gaze narrowed. Throwing out his whiteT-shirt-clad chest, he took a half step toward his companion. Arms at his sides and fingers curling into fists, the other man, who appeared to be a little younger, faced the taller oneShe recalled the day last fall when shewatched two mustang stallions fight for dominance. Would these men battle over her? 

Before she could shrug off the insane thought, the shorter, younger man stepped back. The way his eyes narrowed told her he hated giving way, but for reasons known only to the two of them, that was the way of their relationship. 

You mind? Youre blocking the way. 

Startled, she looked over her shoulder at an elderly man with narrow shoulders and a massive belly a few feet away. Im sorry. Hold on. 

Putting off the moment when shed be eye to eye and maybe body to body with the two dark-skinned, black-haired strangers, she concentrated on her footing as she wove her way around several people until she reached the aisle. She lifted her head and looked around. Having fought her own battles and watched her own back since she was sixteen, she checked for the menThey were no longer where shed seen them but were instead halfway down the stairs, the dominant man leading the way. Studying their wide, cotton-encased backs instead of weathering their intense stares should have been easier on her nervous system and a certain region between her legs. It wasnt. If anything, her awareness of herself as a sexual creature increased. She didnt want to think about how shed respond if they were any closer. 

Yes, definitely Native American but not Hopi or Navajo like the majority of Arizonas indigenous people. Most wouldnt note the difference between members of the various tribes, but because of her mothers genetics, she wasnt in that camp. Going by the ragged ends trailing nearly to their shoulder blades, she guessed they cut their own hair. Both wore cowboy boots and jeans that did things to their asses that made her mouth waterbut she knew better than to assume they were cowboys or ranchers. Horse races brought out the wrangler in a lot of people. For all she knew they were—what? 

The man in the lead had already reached the bottom and the other was a step away from joining him when the second paused, turned, and looked at her. A fair measure of her career success came from her ability to read expressions, but she had no idea what he was thinking. He studied her, his deep-set eyes threatening to pull her into a place shed never been. 

Would she want to go there? She might get burned, or worse. 

Then he dismissed her and joined his companion. They wouldnt disappear into the crowd because they were too tall for thatbut their long, strong legs would soon take them out of sight. Shed never see them again. 

Good. Shed come here to try to talk to Ahote because her aunt and uncle—his parents—had begged her to. Shed do her job. Well, shed give it her best shot. Then shed… 


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7 reviews for Stallions

  1. JigsawGirl

    The concept was interesting,but the delivery left something to be desired.

    Hah-Tee and Nokoni’s situation was intriguing and rather sad. They had no real guidance or assistance. They only seemed to be able to function as well as they did because Nokoni was older and had more experience as a human.

    The pace of the book was slow. The content was confusing, partly because there was too much going on. Terena’s ex-con cousin, the whole stallion shifter issue, the reason behind the stallions being able to shift, Terena’s relationship with Hah-Tee and Nokoni, their relationship with each other, their relationship to the heard, etc.

    Also, I felt absolutely no chemistry between the three characters. The two shifters had a connection. I don’t know.

    I would seriously recommend you read this book for yourself. I still think the concept was interesting.

    I voluntarily read and reviewed the Advanced Reader Copy.

  2. Tami

    Stallions is a shifter romance that is pretty unique. I never read a shifter story that is like this one, which made it a very interesting read. The intimate scenes were very, very hot and explicit. They made me shiver – in a good way. I liked Terena, Nokoni and Hah-Tee and I wanted to strangle Ahote. There is a lot of mystery and I have to admit that some scenes confused me and seemed disjointed. But overall I enjoyed the story.

  3. shana smith

    I enjoy shifter stories and was excited to read a book about wild stallions shifters. As this is my first book by the author I was not sure what to expect, and although I enjoyed the story I thought the writing could be a little better it seemed a little disjointed at times with the unlabeled POV changed. It did have some very good points it was original and very steamy and if you like shifter menage stories there is a good chance you will enjoy this. I received an ARC and am leaving my voluntary and honest review.

  4. Goldie Nut

    Terena a photo journalist has seen a lot of tragedy. She decides to return
    to her roots. Terena has no idea how much her life is going to change when
    she sees 2 shifters go from horse to man. She finds herself trying to find the
    truth about what she has seen. There is danger, intrigue, mystery, paranormal
    as the shifters Nokoni and Hah-tee.

  5. Redrabbitt

    I must be honest that this is what of those stories that I struggled with more than I would have liked. I%u2019m not saying it is a bad story, it just at times had me shaking my head in confusion and left wondering where it was going. For me, this story is between 3? to 4 stars.

    The story revolves around a herd of horses that consist of two stallions, many mares along with their colts and fillies. These wild horses left Comanche land in Nevada and had traveled to the Hopi reservation in Arizona. One of the fillies has been taken and will be raced and then taken by men to California. The horse will be known as Red.

    The plot will have Terena at the track to see her cousin, Ahote, racing on a horse he calls Red. The horse leaves the others in the dust by more than twenty lengths. When Terena confronts Ahote, he is very vague about where he got her. Two other large men are watching Terena, Ahote, and Red. When Terena watches these two men, who she will learn are Nokoni and Hah-Tee, she thinks she is hallucinating, seeing them shift to large stallions and then back to men.

    The story will cover a Comanche legend, blessing, and cross into the paranormal. Learning that Nokoni and Hah-Tee are actually mysterious horse shifters, and more about the legend when she seeks out help from her Comanche friend, Quana. Why did her cousin, Ahote, have this magnificent horse, and then allow two men from California to take her away?

    There is a sexual relationship that begins with first Nokoni and Terena and then she and Hah-Tee, and then a m?nage eventually will result.

    The story is unique and somewhat different, with mystery and suspense, some dangerous moments, plenty of sexual tension, and the paranormal. There are explicit sex scenes in the story. I don%u2019t know exactly how to describe the relationship between Terena, Nokoni, and Hah-Tee, but the instant unprotected sexual encounters weren%u2019t sexy, but instead came off as just rutting more like animals.

  6. susan landowski

    This story plot line was intriguing to me since enjoy a good shifter story and combined with a menage even better. I enjoyed the romance and steamy erotic scenes but the plot line was extremely slow at times and confusing at others. The characteriztion is pretty good and fleshed out though. If you like shifter stories, Indian lore and a menage story than give this a try.

  7. Good bedtime reading

    This is a different twist on a story of shape-shifters. Nikoni and Hah-Tee are the shape-shifting stallions with very little memory of there past origins. But each feels the pull of attraction when they meet Terena at a race meet, each feels the need to shift to their stallion persona in an attempt to assert their dominance, despite the fact that they are looking for a member of their herd who was taken from them. Delving into Nikoni and Hah-Tee’s Native American background produces ancient mysteries of special entities who can change and why.

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