UnBearable SEAL (Bear Shifter Navy SEAL Romance)

By Emma Taylor

When Crag Boulder is sent to Vancouver Island on a special mission the Navy SEAL has no idea that the trip will change his life forever, as well as extending it by several hundred years. 

In a bar in the northern town of Port Hardy Crag meets Honoria, a girl he was once at school with, who never gave him the time of day. Now she's in the Navy too, and all of a sudden she wants him and can't get enough of him. 

In his room she bites his neck. What seems unusual, perhaps playful foreplay, turns out to be something else completely and Crag finds that he has been shapeshifted into a Werebear, with abilities he could only have dreamed of. 

But that's not all he has to contend with. From mating with Honoria, to saving the President of the United States from assassination, Crag is in for the wildest ride of his life. And if he survives it, what else will lie in store for the newest bear in SEAL team 13? 

*** Standalone short story, no cliffhangers. ***

• Language: English
• Publisher: Emma Taylor
• Release date: Nov 7, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386624417

Emma Taylor

Emma Taylor is an avid reader and vivid writer who enjoys writing romance novellas, particularly in fantasy and paranormal subgenres. She wrote her first story at the age of 14 and has written continuously ever since, mostly for fun. She is now happily married to a wonderful man and has two great kids.

Book preview

Unbearable SEAL

Let’s get the personal stuff out of the way so I can tell you how the grumpiest woman in all existence trapped me into marriage, why I can’t get out and why I don’t want to.

My name is Crag Boulder. That’s ‘Crag’ not ‘Craig’. I found out my parents did it to me on purpose. They said it was to give me a sense of humor. It gave me a good sense of who to knock down and how many times, but I don’t remember laughing through any of it. I changed it to Craig Baldwin. Someone in my unit found out about it and now my friends call me ‘Crag’.

I’m six feet tall and weigh 240 pounds. My body looks more or less normal – muscle weighs more than fat. My chest, shoulders and arms are a little thicker than most men’s, but I don’t stick out in a crowd. The Seals demand a high degree of physical fitness. I can do a thousand pushups and a thousand crunches in one day. I’m not going to be modest about that. I gave my sweat and pain to get where I am.

I serve as a Navy Seal in a special unit. I’ll tell you about that later.

Right now, I have a broken heart. The girl I loved cheated on me. I hate this. I’m a guy. I don’t like emotions, and I don’t know how to handle the negative ones. I have to drive from my duty station in San Diego to an assignment in British Columbia. I’m not making a lot of progress because I have to pull over now and then to wipe the tears away. My mind picks out the best memories I have of Carol and me, and goes over them again and again. Like the time we went to Disneyland and she found a lost child. She was so loving and cute when she held the little girl’s hand and took her to the ‘lost and found’. Then she picks up a stranger in a bar and fucks him in our bed. She did it at a time when she knew I’d walk in on them. Damn. I wish I could get the image of them together out of my head. I’d packed and left before they could get their clothes on.

I finally get across the border, and I’m in this little bar in a small town in British Columbia called Port Hardy. It’s located on the Northern tip of Vancouver Island. My orders told me to come here and wait, that someone would contact me.

A woman sits beside me. I glance at her in the mirror and cringe. My mind brings up a quotation from the movie ‘Casablanca’. Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine. It’s a shame. She’s really pretty. Until she opens her mouth. Then