Honey for the Bears

By Gabrielle Demonico

When Honey Thompson moved to Troubled Fork, the sassy curvy girl should have known better...

The town was named that for a reason.

Normally a peaceful place, the Fork has been besieged by bear attacks in recent weeks. Residents are terrified and the lifeblood of the town, tourism, has all but dried up. Desperate, the Mayor has demanded that the problem be fixed, or else.

The man is charge of getting it under control is Brock Walters. A bear of man himself, he's as sexy as they come and easily the hunkiest hunk this side of the Rockies. Tongues wag wherever he goes and four alarm panty fires are not at all uncommon when he's around. He is also, ironically enough, Captain of the Troubled Fork Fire and Rescue Department.

When an unexpected encounter brings Honey and Captain Hot Buns together, that's when all hell breaks loose. Before long, Troubled Fork is up to its collective eyeballs in wild animals, curses and other assorted mayhem - including unexpected desires. But mysteries have a way of deepening and this one more than most, much more than anyone even suspects.

As for Brock, well... he soon finds out that he has his hands full with not just the case but Honey's curves as well. In the midst of it all, Honey is confronted with a shocking discovery about Brock that will change not only her fate but that of everyone in the Fork, forever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gabrielle Demonico
• Release date: Aug 30, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301372225

Gabrielle Demonico

Thank you to all of my readers for your support! I am so grateful to each and every one of you for purchasing my titles. It means so much to me that you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy creating them. For those of you new to my work, you’ll likely be surprised by the variety you see. All I can say is that I have a sixth smut sense that knows no bounds! The plain truth is that I have a great passion for each of the tales I create. So, no matter which one(s) you purchase, you can be sure that I’ve done my best to deliver you a sexy, spicy tale. To keep up-to-date with my latest releases, please visit my website at (www.grdemonico.com). Thanks again! :)

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Honey for the Bears

by Gabrielle R. Demonico

Copyright 2013

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Honey Thompson, her best friend and one of her roommates, Teresa Williams, had just sat down in their living room to watch some television before heading off to bed for the evening.

Wielding the remote, Teresa flopped her left leg over the loveseat and turned it on. As the first flicker of an image appeared, she immediately groaned, "Uggghh, not this again! This is soooo boring. I am so sick of this bear attack stuff…"

She angled the clicker to end her suffering but as she did Honey sat up and exclaimed, Wait, wait… don’t change it!

Oh my God, Honey, please… no.

What?

You are like a teenager with a crush. Seriously.

Why don’t you just shut the hell up Teresa?

Why don’t you? What’s wrong with you anyway?

Nothing! Just please be quiet for a second… Turn it up.

Zzzz… Teresa moaned.

"Teresa… Please!"

Ooohhkay, okay…

The volume bars filled the television screen and the women looked on as a burly, broad shouldered man made his way towards a podium through a crush of official-looking people. Lightning-like camera flashes flooded the proceedings and shadowed his every step as he moved.

After a few barely audible excuse me’s and coming through’s he made his way to the front of the assembled throng. He shuffled a bit of paper, cleared his throat, looked into the camera and began to speak…

Thank you all for coming… he said.

Almost as soon as he uttered the last sound, an anonymous voice from the crowd shouted, "Mister Walters! Mister Walters! What is the status of the latest victim?"

Brock Walters, Captain of the Troubled Fork Fire and Rescue Department, raised two large hands upwards and said, "Everyone… everyone… let’s calm down. Please. Look, I know that tensions are running high. All I ask is that you give me an opportunity to present the facts as we know them and then I am more than willing to answer any questions you might have."

"There? Satisfied?" Teresa said in a snarky tone as she raised the remote once again.

No… Can we please just watch for a minute? These bear attacks are a big deal Teresa. Honey replied.

"Oh, spare me Honey. You don’t give two shits about this stuff. The only thing you care about is Captain Hot Buns up there…"

"Teresa, as far as I can recall, this is my television we are watching… Remember?"

Yeah, so?

"So, if you want to watch something else, go to your bedroom… Otherwise, be quiet!"

Honey was a responsible, concerned citizen but there was no denying that there was truth behind what Teresa said. Brock Walters was as hot as anything she’d ever laid her eyes on. Before moving to Troubled Fork six months ago, she’d never seen a man that looked anything like him. But, after seeing him, she couldn’t imagine looking at any man the same way again.

Tall? Check…

Dark? Check…

Handsome? Check…

He was the Bermuda Triangle of sexiness.

Oh my God, Honey. This is such a waste of time. If you are so hot for him, why don’t you just talk to him? He’s at the hospital pretty much all the time, isn’t he?

Shhhh! Honey scolded.

Brock Walters continued, So, at this time, this is still considered a wildlife disturbance matter. As such, there are no criminal investigations underway at the moment.

Another reporter interjected. "Sir… sir! Harlon Winters, KLFF News. So, by that statement you are assuming that these are legitimate bear attacks."

Yes Harlon, that’s what I am suggesting. Now, are there any more questions about the attacks themselves?

The same reporter raised his hand.

Harlon? Go ahead… Brock said.

Mr. Walters, isn’t it true that both the Mayor and the head of the Department of Natural Resources are considering the first open season on bears in more than thirty years because of this?

Brock hesitated for a moment. Yes. That is true. But, at this point, that is still being considered as only one option to solving the problem. No decision has been reached on that… or any other matter in the case.

Why is Chief Heewash here today, sir? Another reporter asked.

Brock gestured towards the Indian chieftain that stood to his right and said, Well, there have also been some reports of bear attacks on the reservation. The patterns between all of the disturbances are very similar so he’s here cooperating with the investigation. That, and he is being joined by Shaman Powekah to bless the Salmon Run festival which starts this weekend.

Can we puuhhleaasee change the channel now, Honey? If I have to watch one more second of this I think I will stab my eyes out with the remote. Teresa begged.

No, damnit. I have had it with you tonight T. They’re almost done. Honey fired back.

"How do you know that? This is… the most… What the fuck is that?" Teresa exclaimed as she sat up in her chair.

While the women watched, a tall, slender man dressed in some kind of ceremonial clothing made his way towards the podium. The crowd parted as he approached and while he walked, he chanted, Ayyyah, kookahway, awwall, meekahway… Muhamuha, wampoo!

He gestured as he chanted and made large, circular motions with his arms. Finally, just as he drew close to the group including Brock and the other officials and dignitaries, he brought his hands together in front of his face into a prayer position.

A quick thinking cameraman swung his lens into position. In a flash, it captured the intensity in the old man’s face. As Honey watched, she could have sworn that she saw his pupils glow bright amber.

Pompow, weehay, pompow, weehay!!! he yelled.

Upon his final cry, he spread his arms outwards while simultaneously stretching them upwards towards the sky. With his arms still extended, he began to back away from the podium while never breaking his gaze upon those who stood before him, most notably, Brock Walters.

As the man receded into the bewildered crowd, Brock exclaimed, Wait! Shaman Powekah, come back!

The Chief