Conquering the Bear: A M/M Shifter Paranormal Romance: Bear Shifter Games, #2

By AJ Tipton

A shy billionaire hiding from the world. An easy-going hunk with a secret. Can they win the shifter games without losing each other? 

Handsome billionaire Marc Rochester hates the fame that comes with his infamous family's fortune. He works as a small-time veterinarian and he keeps to himself, until his best friend pushes him to compete in a supernatural competition: the shifter games. When he meets Sylvester at the race, Marc finds there may be advantages to getting out of the house after all. Can Marc take the leap to let somebody in? 

Sylvester Burrows is a confident competitor who can't resist his passionate attraction for Marc. There's one problem: in just a few short months, Sylvester is moving across the globe for his dream job. He tries not to get too close to the sexily aloof Marc, but Sylvester cannot deny his feelings for long. When fate pushes them together, Sylvester knows he will have to choose between his dreams or his love. 

Conquering the Bear is a standalone paranormal romance novella in the "Bear Shifter Games" series, set in a contemporary world filled with unexpected wonders, magic, and suspense. If you like steamy romance, muscle-bound shifters, and unbridled courage, you'll love AJ Tipton's breathtaking book. 

Buy Conquering the Bear to get in the game today!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Savvy Storytelling, LLC
• Release date: Jul 23, 2016
• ISBN: 9781536569339

AJ Tipton

AJ Tipton is a writing team: Annie and Jess (Get it? "AJ"). Based in Brooklyn with the greatest dog in the world as our mascot, we love to create fun romances that astound, amuse and arouse. Our romances are steamy and paranormal, with strong heroes saving the day through extraordinary adventures.   Check out our FREE novella, Coaching the Bear, for a taste of what our magical worlds have to offer! We are huge proponents of informed consent, and love to wind cheeky pop culture references into our works. Let us know which ones you catch!  Please say hello! You can get in touch with us through: Email: [e-mail] Facebook: www.facebook.com/AJTiptonAuthor Twitter: twitter.com/AJTiptonAuthor Blog: ajtiptonauthor.wordpress.com  

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Conquering the Bear

Conquering the Bear

A M/M Shifter Paranormal Romance

AJ Tipton

Copyright © AJ Tipton 2015 The right of AJ Tipton to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 (or other similar law, depending on your country). All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the author, except in cases of brief quotations embodied in reviews or articles. It may not be edited, amended, lent, resold, hired out, distributed or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s written permission. Permission can be obtained from [e-mail]

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This book is for sale to adult audiences only. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers.

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This is a work of fiction. All characters, names, places and incidents appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, organizations, events or locales is purely coincidental.

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All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

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I swear to all the gods, if you do not get your ass out here, I will skin it! The stubborn look in Jadyn's eye was all too familiar, and once again Marc marveled at how somebody so small could force him into so many crazy situations.

Yeah, yeah, I'm coming. Marc ran his fingers through his short, brown hair and took a deep breath. He stripped down to his skin, moving toward the group of naked shifters lining up in the woods behind the supernatural bar, AUDREY'S. Marc eyed his competitors: some rabbit shifters like Jadyn, a couple of lions, a penguin, a horse, and a few other shifters still in human form, all anxiously awaiting the start of the weekly shifter game.

This gods-damn race. Jadyn had been trying to get him to run this weird, supernatural obstacle course for months. She promised she’d let up if he’d just come to one shifter game, and Marc had finally acquiesced. He couldn't understand why Jadyn was so obsessed with pushing him out of the house. It wasn’t like he was some kind of shut-in. He didn't need his best friend--his sister in all but blood, really--to force him to socialize. He talked to people exactly as often as he wanted to.

Almost never.

It had all finally come to a head when Jadyn stopped by unannounced and found Marc in a heated debate with his pets over what kind of kibble they wanted to have for supper.

"You’re turning into the man equivalent of a crazy cat lady. You have to get out more." Jadyn then proceeded to annoy him for three hours until he caved.

The story of our lives.

Jadyn had stripped down as well, her hands on her narrow hips as she chatted with a few of the other racers. Everyone seemed to know her, clapping her on the shoulder and discussing people that Marc didn’t know. All around him, people were greeting each other, getting caught up since the last games.

For a second, Marc dreamed of what it would be like to be part of a community: people who all knew each other and truly cared about what was happening in each other’s lives. With a small sigh, he discounted the notion immediately.

He was a Rochester. Rochesters didn't have friends. They had staff, advisors, and the occasional trophy husband. A thriving social life was the one expense no Rochester--not even a black sheep like Marc--could afford.

Marc took a deep breath. Today isn't about making friends, it’s about getting Jadyn off my back. He picked his way through the crowd to reach Jadyn's side.

A clean-shaven man with ruffled black hair approached Jadyn from the other direction, the muscles on his arms and chest providing Marc with a whole new definition for rippling. The man had the laid-back smile and confident ease of someone with the back muscles of a Greek god. The smooth curve of the man's spine led down to the most perfectly-rounded ass Marc had ever seen.

Marc realized he was staring, and forced himself to look away before he blushed up to his hairline.

Perhaps there are advantages to getting out of the house after all.

Jadyn caught his eye and waved him closer. "Marc! Come meet Sylvester! He’s single!" She sang the last word with a little too much glee.

Marc froze. Sylvester looked over Jadyn’s shoulder and his brown eyes caught Marc’s. Sylvester's smile broadened, and Marc felt his insides curl into frozen knots of utter terror.

Talk to him? Even if Marc ever dated--which he didn't, not with his last name on the cover of every tabloid--the man was clearly out of Marc’s league. Marc had no idea how the guy could still be single. The casual, self-assured way Sylvester stood, how he seemed to know everybody at the competition, Sylvester wasn’t the sort to waste time talking to a socially-awkward veterinarian like Marc.

And if he did, Marc thought glumly, it would just be to say he'd rubbed shoulders with a billionaire.

Jadyn narrowed her eyes at him, her lips pressing into a stubborn line Marc knew all too well. It wasn't enough that he was at her game; she wanted him to mingle.

But he couldn't. His feet felt rooted to the ground.

It wasn't just his family. Marc’s tongue glued to the roof of his mouth just thinking about talking to Jadyn's gorgeous friend. Marc wasn’t great with new people in the best of times–his favorite place at a party was in a corner, hidden by houseplants–-but in front of someone as gorgeous as Sylvester? Forget it. Marc knew he'd be lucky to get out a Hi. The last time Jadyn dragged him to a party, he had barely managed to get one-syllable out, and it was, Ugyyi.

Sylvester winked at him and Marc found he could move again.

In the opposite direction.

Marc inched backwards through the