Wednesday, 14 June 2017

Shifter Clans Series by Tiffany Shand






The Shifter Clans Complete Series Box Set is made up of three novellas:

 The Alpha's Daughter, Alpha Ascending and The Alpha's Curse.




The Alpha’s Daughter

After being kidnapped as a child, Christy Daine was sent away from her shifter clan to live among humans. For over a decade she has lived in fear of the people who tried to kill her. Living with her bodyguard, Ronan, the two embark on a secret relationship that could get them both killed.

When her father, the alpha of all the clans demands she return home to marry a man he’s chosen for her, Christy will finally have to face her past and her true nature. Danger lurks around every corner and even Ronan might not be the man she thought he was.

As the alpha’s daughter, can she really choose between the man she loves and the man she is supposed to be with? And who can she really trust?


Alpha Ascending

After watching her family be slaughtered by the man chosen to be the next alpha, Christy has to turn to the only people left on the island for help. The outsiders are considered outcasts by the shifter clans and were blamed for her mother’s death years earlier.

With Ronan imprisoned, no allies and nowhere else to turn, Christy must learn to trust the people she once viewed as enemies and discover who is really friend or foe. To do that Christy must learn to accept who and what she and discover secrets long buried among the clans if she’s to save Ronan and their future.

Only she can become the true alpha and bring the clans together before it’s too late.



The Alpha’s Curse

Christy should be happy now she’s finally with the man she loves, but enemies still cover the island sanctuary that the shifter clans call home. After discovering her brother may still be alive, Christy must go back to the man responsible for killing her family and into the heart of danger.

Now the alpha, she must find a way to stop the people who seeks to destroy all shifters, bring together the clans and the outsiders and stop the centuries old Alpha’s Curse before it can destroy every shifter in existence.







Excerpt from Chapter 1: The Alpha’s Daughter

Christy climbed out of her car, breathing in the night air. She caught the scent of rubbish, sweaty bodies and takeaway food. She loved the energy of London, but her inner wolf longed to run in the wilderness.

“Ronan will be pissed when he finds out you came here,” Lola remarked. “How did you convince him to have the night off?”

Christy eyed her best friend and fellow shifter. “I told him you and I were staying in all night watching films. Hell, people will think there's something wrong with me if I don’t go to any parties.”

“You’re still a princess, Chris. It’s not unusual for other shifters to come here.” Lola scanned the area, motioned for Christy to follow her.

Christy rolled her eyes at Lola’s acting like a bodyguard as she entered the club. Couldn’t she go anywhere and just feel like a normal person for once? Music pulsed and vibrated, the smell of alcohol, sweat and stale smoke almost made her gag. She didn’t like clubs much, but hell this was one of the few ways in the city to have some fun.

As if I need a bodyguard, Christy thought. Hell, I’m still a shifter. I can take care of myself.

Humans had no idea she was a princess – or at least the shifter version of one and Christy liked it that way.

“Planning on picking up someone tonight?” Lola asked as she ordered their drinks.

Christy snorted. “How? Ronan follows me everywhere.” She sipped her drink, thanked the barman. “God, I need a run.”

Although the idea of running around in wolf form never appealed her, she made do with running in her human form when she could.

“Running around Hyde Park again isn’t a good idea, Chris. It’s too dangerous,” Lola said. “Since you’re bodyguard free, I’d say find a hunky guy to spend the night with.”

Christy only rolled her eyes again. “No thanks. Don’t you need to run? My wolf is itching to get out.” Not that I will ever let it out though.

Lola nodded. “Hell, yeah. That’s why I hit the gym whenever I can.”

Running on a treadmill didn’t have the same appeal as running through the forest with the smell of grass and trees. But living in a city didn’t provide many natural areas to run in.

Christy felt someone watching her and turned to see a man smiling at her.

She could smell his desire a mile off. Why not? Ronan’s not around, even if he was we can’t act like a couple in public. She curled her finger and led him onto the dance floor. Their bodies swayed to the music. His breath was hot on her neck. She closed her eyes, imagined it was someone else there dancing with her. Their bodies were close, the press of flesh against flesh.

Faces blurred in the sea of bodies as she moved around the dance floor. But the dance eased some of her tension. Maybe she’d go running on the treadmill before bed when she got home.

Christy saw Lola at the bar talking to another guy. Lola would be pissed but Christy decided to leave, dashing to the door.

A blast of cold air hit her face, the drone and whirl of traffic greeted her as she stumbled outside and barrelled straight into someone. “Oh god, I’m so sorry.”

A pair of dark eyes stared back at her. He had a mop of grey hair, wrinkles lined his face but his eyes held power. He wore a smart dress coat and slacks. Not someone you’d expect to see outside a nightclub.

“No trouble at all, my dear.” He smiled. “Everything happens for a reason.”

Funny, Magda always said that.

“I am sorry,” she repeated. “Excuse me.”

“I can help find the answers you’re looking for.”

Her brow creased. “What do you mean? What answers?”

He held out a blue business card.

She took it, stared at the embellished gold script. A fortune teller or psychic as it stated on the card.

“You’ll know where to find me.”

When she looked up the old man had vanished. Weird! She fumbled in her bag for her car keys, dropping the card inside. She pressed the key fob, unlocked the car and felt someone come up behind her.

“Where are you going, beautiful?”

Christy spun around, saw the man she’d danced with and the gold gleam in his eyes. Shifter. She hadn’t caught it earlier.

“I’d back off if I were you,” she warned.

“No guards around to look after you now, princess.” He grabbed her arm.

Her heart pounded inside her chest. He knew who she was. That was never good. Given his unusual scent that could only mean one thing. He was a mongrel.



Tiffany Shand:

Tiffany Shand started writing short stories when she was a child. She has always done writing in one form or another and started writing novels in her early teens.

Tiffany loves to read books and discovered her love for fantasy and paranormal romance. She writes both non-fiction and fiction, and love helping writers to build their author platforms.

After doing a creative writing course in her early 20s, she is now a freelance writer and professional editor.

Tiffany lives in Essex with her two spoiled cats and one very nutty hamster.





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