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Snow’s Submission
Snow’s Submission
Snow’s Submission
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Snow’s Submission

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I used to be sweet and innocent…but that was until Hunter put his hands on me. Now, my body craves his, and we've crossed the point of no return.

My stepmother demands that I seduce a rich jeweler to secure our fortune, and under normal circumstances, I wouldn't mind. He's hotter than hell, I've been crushing on him for years, and after catching Hunter pleasuring me over the hood of his car, he wants me too.

There's only one problem: now that I have Malcolm's attention, I'm not sure I want to leave Hunter's arms.

The Snow White Werewolf tale 3-Part Serial is best enjoyed in order.
Reading Order:
Part 1 - Snow's Seduction
Part 2 - Snow's Submission
Part 3 - Snow's Surrender

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJun 12, 2017
ISBN9781633759558
Snow’s Submission
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Kristin Miller

Kristin Miller is the author of the Vampires of Crimson Bay series, a paranormal series featuring a blood war between vampires and shape-shifters, from Avon Impulse. She lives in Northern California with her family.

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    Snow’s Submission - Kristin Miller

    Table of Contents

    Dedication

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Acknowledgments

    About the Author

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    This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

    Copyright © 2017 by Kristin Miller. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce, distribute, or transmit in any form or by any means. For information regarding subsidiary rights, please contact the Publisher.

    Entangled Publishing, LLC

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    Visit our website at www.entangledpublishing.com.

    Scorched is an imprint of Entangled Publishing, LLC.

    Edited by Candace Havens

    Cover design by Kelly Martin

    Cover art from Period Images, Bigstock, and Shutterstock

    ISBN 978-1-63375-955-8

    Manufactured in the United States of America

    First Edition June 2017

    To Justin

    For understanding when I promptly removed submit and obey from our vows.

    Chapter One

    Snow

    Somewhere in the Pacific Northwest

    White Wolf Pack

    Mirror, mirror, on the wall, I whisper, staring at my reflection, please tell me how to seduce them all.

    Because, apparently, I’m not even capable of seducing one werewolf, let alone seven of them.

    My stepmother and I manage White Estate—a successful bed and breakfast built by my late father—but lately we’ve fallen into a pit of debt and despair, and we can’t seem to claw our way out of it. There is a solution, though it’s far-fetched. This month’s full moon celebration is special: it’s my twenty-fifth birthday, and I’ll finally be declared Alpha of our pack. Everyone is required to be here, including Malcolm Taylor, the super-hunky and mega-wealthy jeweler from New York City. I’ve had a crush on him from afar—he really is the perfect guy—and now he’s here, in my home, and I finally have my chance to get to know him.

    My stepmother didn’t have to mention that he could singlehandedly save the estate. I’m keenly aware of our money troubles and the successes he’s had in the jewelry business. If he’d simply fall head over heels for me, the way I have for him, everything would be perfect.

    There’s one problem, though.

    Last night, when I met Malcolm in the main hall of our estate, he mistakenly thought I was janitorial staff. He called me sweetheart and patted me on the shoulder as if I were a freaking child.

    Total. Fail.

    At midnight, when I met him in his bedroom, I sloshed ice over my chin, shoved half a banana in my mouth, and then dropped the other half on the floor like a slob.

    Thankfully, there’s a solution.

    Hunter, my childhood best friend who also returned last night, has always been a playboy—a self-proclaimed master of seduction with the ego to match. He’s absolutely drool-worthy and can back up every bit of his talk. Built strong like a bear, he towers over my five-foot-four frame, with wide, sloping shoulders, a thick neck, and a square jaw. It’s his features, soft as his body is hard, that really get my engine revving. The sexiest set of dimples I’ve ever seen flank his full lips. His jaw is clean-shaven, always smooth. And damn me as a liar if his blue eyes don’t twinkle when he smiles.

    He’s the only one who can help me capture Malcolm’s attention, for two reasons. One, he’s only here for the weekend, which means we can get freaky without it being awkward afterward. His ski lodge business takes him all over the world, far from here, and he has no plans to stay. Two, he’s always been able to get anything, and anyone, he wants. I need him to show me how he does it.

    He agreed to teach me, of course—he’s such a great friend—but he seduced me instead. I was panting with desire not once, not twice, but three times before half the night had passed.

    Bottom line? I tried to seduce Malcolm and failed. Miserably.

    I wasted away my Saturday morning and afternoon at the estate, assisting staff with pack needs. I tried to bury myself in my duties, and avoided my stepmother at all costs.

    Now that the sun has set, I’m back at Hunter’s lodge for my second lesson in seduction.

    He says it involves six of his friends. And I’m scared as hell.

    He can’t possibly plan for me to entice all of them. He has to know they wouldn’t be into a woman like me. From what I’ve heard, they’re testosterone-raging Alphas to the extreme, and I’m just…me. A little clumsy, shy, and naive.

    Not their type at all.

    Two knocks on the bathroom door jar me from my thoughts.

    Snow? Hunter calls, his voice a gravelly rasp. You okay in there?

    Yeah. I’ve been collecting my thoughts for the better part

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