The Leopard's Witchy Mate: Magic and Mayhem Universe: The Mayhem Crew, #1

By Elle Boon

A Witch With A Broken Heart. 

A Shifter With A Haunted Past.  

A Deadly Adversary out to Destroy Them.

 

Home is where you make It…

A Beautifully Broken Soul... Noelle York had fought to stay alive, hoping she'd someday be reunited with her family, even when each day was filled with nothing but pain and agony. Some girls dream of a knight in shining armor, but she dreamt of running through woods with a mate who would accept her as she was.

Home is Where You Find It…

An Alpha With An Attitude... Ridge Jackson has always been the one who everyone leaned on. As the alpha of a bunch of wild shifters, he takes his job seriously. When a little witch shows up at his bar, his leopard raked at him, claiming her as theirs. Of course, nothing has ever come easy for him and getting a witchy mate was no different.

Home is Where The Heart is…

Two Souls Meant For One Another... For Ridge and Noelle, the chemistry was instant and undeniable from the moment they met. While Noelle was innocent in so many ways, she wasn't willing to let Ridge go without a fight. Ridge and his leopard were prepared to claim Noelle and show her being a mate to an alpha was better than what her sister was marrying. However, neither of them realized the danger that was stalking Noelle. A danger that was even more sinister than the evil that had taken her as a child and held her captive for ten years. 

 

Can Ridge keep Noelle safe and find those who are tracking her before it's too late? Or will those who are hunting his witchy mate get to her, eliminating Noelle before they can make a home together?

The Leopards Witchy Mate is combining romance, action, and magical shifters with witches, and so much more. This is the second book of Elle Boon's in the MMU Universe and will delight fans of TS Joyce, Terry Bolryder, and Harmony Raines. All books in Elle Boon's MMU series are standalone romances and can be read in any order. No cliffhangers! If you love intense paranormal romance with powerful shifters, dragons, witches and Fey who want to protect the world, pick up any of Elle Boon's titles today!

From USA TODAY Bestselling Author An All New Series of Sexy Alpha Bad Boys and Tough Heroines With Lots of Twists and Turns. If you like your stories with laugh-out-loud, sexy-as-heck, OH MY GAWD did I just read that moments, then you'll love these stories. Get ready for one heck of a twisted and wild tale that will have you laughing, gasping, and possibly crying. Yet I promise you'll be so darn satisfied you'll be asking for a Wilder Crew for your very own. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elle Boon
• Release date: Oct 26, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393144762

Elle Boon

Elle Boon lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband, two kids, and a black lab who is more like a small pony. She’d never planned to be a writer, but when life threw her a curve, she swerved with it, since she’s athletically challenged. She’s known for saying “Bless Your Heart” and dropping lots of F-bombs, but she loves where this new journey has taken her. She writes what she loves to read, and that is romance, whether it’s erotic, Navy SEALs, or paranormal, as long as there is a happily ever after. Her biggest hope is that after readers have read one of her stories, they fall in love with her characters as much as she did. She loves creating new worlds, and has more stories just waiting to be written. Elle believes in happily ever afters, and can guarantee you will always get one with her stories. Connect with Elle online, she loves to hear from you:

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Foreword

BLAST OFF WITH US INTO the Magic and Mayhem Universe!

I’m Robyn Peterman, the creator of the Magic and Mayhem Series and I’d like to invite you to my Magic and Mayhem Universe.

What is the Magic and Mayhem Universe, you may ask?

Well, let me explain...

It’s basically authorized fan fiction written by some amazing authors that I stalked and blackmailed! KIDDING! I was lucky and blessed to have some brilliant authors say yes! They have written brand new stories using my world and some of my characters. And let me tell you...the results are hilarious!

So here it is! Blast off with us into the hilarious Magic and Mayhem Universe. Side splitting books by fantabulous authors! Check out each and every one. You will laugh your way to a magical HEA!

For all the stories, go to https://magicandmayhemuniverse.com/. Grab your copy today!

And if you would like to read the book that started all the madness, Switching Hour is FREE!

https://robynpeterman.com/switching-hour/

Dedication

FIRST AND FOREMOST, I’d like to thank Robyn Peterman for letting me come and play in her world again with The Leopard’s Witchy Mate. This is the second story I’ve written in her world and I truly love these characters. I absolutely adore her and all her worlds. I hope I do her characters justice and y’all like where I have her people pop in and do their thing LOL. Second of course, I have to thank my husband and my children and my new bestie, Romy, who is my adorable little granddaughter. She has brought so much love and joy to all of our lives, and I think a little bit of mischief I seem to throw into my characters in small bits here and there. Love y’all so hard.

To my amazing team of beta readers, y’all rock sooo effing hard. Thank you for all you do to make my books so amazing. And last, but certainly not least, you readers are the best ever. FLOVE y’all soo hard. And last but definitely not least to Valerie Tibbs who has always been so amazing at knocking out my covers, you did a phenomenal job as always. Mwah <3

XOXO,

Elle

Prologue

NOELLE SHIVERED UNCONTROLLABLY. Goddess, she didn’t think she’d ever be warm again. Looking at the wall where she marked the days, something she only did once a day, her throat felt tight at the amount of time she’d been there. Her family had probably given up searching for her. Her sister Merry had probably already married and had children by now, while she was withering away.

Her arm fell to her side, the ability to hold it up too much for her. Her captor, she wouldn’t call him master no matter what he did to her, was making notes in his computer. He couldn’t see her markings on the wall; the little bit of power she used was only seen by her. It was silly, stupid really because she knew he would be cruel if he ever found out. Another shiver racked her frame. At twenty-one, she was all of five feet three, but she didn’t think she even weighed a hundred pounds. She stared at her arms, seeing every vein as if they were a roadmap to her life.

I’ve got it. Remdezevier stood so fast from his chair it fell over.

She turned her head toward him, blinking slowly. What is it this time? I told you I can’t transfer my gifts to you. I’ve told you that for years. When she had been a child, she’d begged him to let her go. As she’d gotten older, she’d tried to do as he’d asked, suffered his experiments, even when she’d known they wouldn’t give him the results he wanted.

Yes, well, you don’t know what you are. Your family didn’t either. But I’m a genius, and I’ve isolated your blood and have figured it out. Come here, he ordered.

Noelle scooted her legs off the side of the bed, her heart beating faster than she was sure it should. I don’t feel very well. She put her hand over her chest, feeling her heart racing beneath her palm.

Quit procrastinating and come to me. You won’t like it if I have to come get you.

When she didn’t move quickly enough, he jerked the silver chain connected to her ankle, cutting into her flesh. Blood she couldn’t afford to lose flowed down onto her foot as she cried out. Please stop.

He laughed, uncaring of the pain he caused.

She hobbled to where he wanted her. The glass separating them kept her from doing any harm to him. Not that she could in her weakened state, but she’d have tried just the same. She let her mind drift as she put her arm into the opening and felt the familiar prick of a needle. Her ankle bled freely as he drew vial after vial from her arm. She wished he’d take all of her blood, wished it would end with the last pull, but like all her wishes and dreams, they never came true.

There, all done. That wasn’t so bad, now was it? I don’t know why you always fight me. He sighed heavily like she’d disappointed him.

Noelle wanted to reach her arm through and choke his skinny neck. She’d caught glimpses of his life outside the steel walls he’d enclosed her in. When he left her, he went home to a wife and child. They had no clue he was a sick and twisted man who held her captive.

She collapsed before making it to the bed, the cold hard floor meeting her like an old friend. Dr. Remdezevier’s laughter echoed around her. She tried to cushion her face, so she didn’t crack her cheekbone like the last time, but she wasn’t sure if she succeeded as stars exploded around her.

When she woke up next, darkness surrounded her. The taste of copper filled her mouth and her senses. She was used to pain racking her frame, but this felt different. This felt like her life was slipping out of her.

A moan from somewhere near her, a feminine one had her trying to lift her head. Goddess, that hurt almost too much for her to do.

She blinked, then it dawned on her she couldn’t see through her hair. Lifting her arm, she brushed the white strands back, trying to come to terms with what she was seeing. Huddled in the corner were several girls. No, not girls, women. Noelle struggled to get her body into a sitting position; the bleeding had finally stopped from the wound in her ankle.

Who...who are you? she croaked, voice cracking from thirst and blood loss.

The women all jumped as if scared. Noelle’s gaze went toward the window, thankful her captor was nowhere to be seen. How long have you been here? she asked.

One of the women stared back at her like she’d seen a ghost. Her mouth opened and shut, before a single tear fell from her right eye. Are you—Noelle?

The question made her throat close up. She wondered if Remdezevier was setting her up, bringing in these women to trick her. That’s my name, yes. Who are you?

She may be weak, but she hoped she could still protect herself from whatever these females might be planning.

I’m Merry, your sister.

The words dropped like a boulder in the quiet space.

Noelle couldn’t allow herself to believe the woman. If Remdezevier had taken her sister, then they were all doomed. You need to get out of here. How did he get you? Strength filled her at the thought of what he would do to her sister and the others. They were humans. She’d known that even when she’d been just twelve and Merry fifteen. If he did to any of them, the things he’d done to her, they’d die, horribly.

Merry laughed, the sound grating. Do you think we haven’t tried? She held their wrists up, showing they were all anchored together.

Noelle mustered her strength, crawling over to the group. Do you know how long you’ve been here? She hated when she lost consciousness, but when he took too much blood it happened until she was able to replenish herself.

Her sister Merry jerked away from her as she drew near. You have dried blood all over you. What does he do to you?

She tried not to let her revulsion hurt, but it did. For ten years she’d thought of nothing but being reunited with her family, especially her sister who had been her best friend. He’s trying to find a way to be some sort of immortal. He thinks I’m some...other. She didn’t want to speak of her abilities in front of the women she didn’t know.

They know you have powers, Noelle. I don’t keep secrets from my friends. Can you get us out of here? Merry reached for her hands.

Noelle felt the first cool touch of another that wasn’t pain in ten years. Tears pricked her eyes as her body filled with power. Noelle placed her hand over her sister’s, holding her in place.

What’re you doing? Merry cried, trying to pull away.

She’s a witch, several of the women muttered.

Noelle crashed backward, her body feeling invigorated from the influx of much-needed energy. Her sister and the others’ murmurs floated in and out of her mind. She scooted away, needed to assess what was going on. She had never experienced anything like what she was in that moment, her entire being seemed as though it could float out of the space she was in. She feared Remdezevier would come back and see she had a new power. That was enough to bring her hurtling down to the bed. Don’t talk to him. Don’t tell him anything. He’ll kill you if he thinks you’re useless. I’ll protect you. I just need to rest.

She wasn’t sure if they agreed or not before her vision went black. Luckily, her bed was under her this time.

She woke to screams, blood-curdling screams that would haunt her for the rest of her life. This time she didn’t sit up, not wanting to alert anyone to her being awake. She peeked through the veil of her lashes to where she’d seen the women before, nearly crying out at the vision before her. Merry was gone, while the others huddled together, their faces ashen as if they’d seen a ghost. Bruises marred what she could see of their bodies. How had he hurt them so? He wasn’t a big man, not in a muscular way. His power lay within his ability to threaten loved ones. The first few years, that was how he’d controlled Noelle, showing her pictures of her family and how easily he could get to them.

Noelle listened for her sister’s unique thread, something she’d been able to do since she was a toddler. Once she’d narrowed down the other women’s signatures, finding Merry was easy. Her sister’s heart rate was accelerated. Although she couldn’t see her, Noelle knew she didn’t have a lot of time to save them all. She’d been unconscious too long. Clearly Remdezevier had gotten desperate when she’d been knocked out, thinking he needed to replace her. Goddess, she hadn’t felt this energized in so long.

Allowing her body to become incorporeal was dangerous, but the women seemed too wrapped up in fear to notice