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Contents
Passion for the Bear
Prologue:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Passion for the Bear 2
Prologue:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Passion for the Bear 3
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
French Versions
Spanish Versions
Senior Sex Ends at 50 (Mature Romance)
Game Park Games (Safari Lust 1)
Out of Africa (Safari Lust 2)
Desires of the Golden Girls (Mature Romance)
Desires of the Golden Girls (Mature Romance)
Lion Shifter Romance
Alpha Lions Mate (Paranormal Shifter Romance)
Prologue:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
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Passion for the Bear
White Spirit Bear Romance
By: Michelle Hart
Prologue:
Reeling from grief, Amanda decides to take a vacation to her parents’ mountainside cabin in the woods outside of Seattle, Washington. While visiting the nearby town, she meets a handsome young man named Dylan, but he has a deep secret.
One night, out on a date, Amanda finds out that Dylan can shape shift into a bear, but not just any bear. He shifts into a super rare and powerful white Spirit Kermode Bear. This is also the same night that she reveals to Dylan that she’s a virgin.
She also learns that the local clan of rival bear shifters are committed to stopping the white spirit bears from expanding their territory. After a few days, she finds herself right in the middle of the conflict.
Amanda is faced with a choice. She can stay out of the fight and lose Dylan forever, or she can fight with him and maybe lose something of her own.
Chapter 1
Amanda sat on an uncomfortable wooden pew in the old Seattle church. She wasn’t even sure what the denomination was. Her father hadn’t been religious, so it didn’t really matter. His casket was about fifteen feet in front of her.
The spray of lilies was beautiful, the white contrasting against the dark wood grain of the casket. She still couldn’t believe he was really gone.
His death was unexpected. A car crash. She was in class when it had happened. Her mother had called and she had stepped into the hallway to take the phone call. The professor had given her a somewhat dirty look when her phone had started to ring. In the hallway, her mother had spoken the words that every child dreads.
“Amanda,” she had said, through obvious tears.
“Yeah,” Amanda had said quietly, almost hesitantly. It was like she had known before she’d even been told.
“It’s your father,” her mother had said, and that was all it had taken. Amanda had dropped her phone as the hallway had started to close in on her. Her breath had grown shallow and she’d fought for oxygen.
That same feeling was coming back to her, sitting in the church now. She tried to steady her breathing. One, two, three, four, she counted. It wouldn’t be long before the family would gather in another room.
“Amanda?” She heard her mother’s voice behind her.
She turned and forced a smile, trying to pretend she was strong and unaffected.
Her mother came and sat beside her, taking her hand.
“I can’t believe it,” her mother said after a long silence.
“I know,” Amanda said back.
“It seems like it wasn’t that long ago that your father and I met for the first time when I came to Seattle for vacation in college.”
Amanda turned to face her mother.
“You’ll fall in love, Amanda. I don’t want you to give up on that.”
Her mother smiled at her through her pain. Tears welled in her mother’s eyes as she squeezed Amanda’s hand more tightly.
Amanda resisted the urge to tell her mom that she didn’t care if she ended up dying alone. She had never had a boyfriend and was still a virgin. The most she’d ever done was kiss her prom date in her senior year, and that wasn’t even with her tongue. Amanda was used to being overlooked because she was a little bit bigger.
She just smiled at her mom and squeezed her hand back.
“Is it okay if I go up to the cabin after this is over?” she asked her mother.
“By yourself?” her mom asked.
They usually went to the cabin outside of Seattle together as a family. Amanda wanted the solitude, though. She thought it might be somewhat healing. She needed to get out of the city anyway.
“Yeah, for a couple of weeks maybe,” Amanda said.
She’d dropped all of her classes when she’d found out about her dad’s passing. So why not take advantage of her time off? It would be good for her to be away from everyone.
“I guess that’s fine,” her mom said and smiled at her.
“Thanks, mom,” Amanda said and hugged her mother.
“It’s about time we head back to the family room. It’s almost two,” her mom said, glancing at her watch.
Amanda nodded and the two of them rose from the church pew. They made their way out of the sanctuary and back towards the room where everyone was waiting on them. Amanda took a deep breath and steeled herself for the influx of condolences, and then she opened the door.
Chapter 2
Amanda drove through forested roads outside of Seattle, trying to remember which turn off led to her family’s cabin in the woods. She slowed down as she approached each sign, causing other drivers to honk and pass her.
“Screw you, too!” she yelled at the car currently buzzing rudely past her.
Finally, she saw some familiar markers and knew that she was approaching the road she needed to turn on. When she reached it, she went right and followed the winding little road that led directly up to the cabin. The trees parted as she got closer and soon she could see the two-story log-style building looking back at her.
She turned off her car and got out, grabbing her bags from the back seat. Her boots crunched as she walked over the gravel and up the steps to the front door. She quickly found her key and unlocked the door. She stepped in.
The place still smelled new even though it had been built five years prior. She w
ent up the stairs and quickly found the room that was hers.
The walls were wooden, just like any log cabin. There were a couple of posters from when she’d been younger. She’d just never taken them down. One was of her favorite pop singer and the other was of one of her favorite movies.
She threw her bags down at the foot of the bed and took in her surroundings. She needed to go grocery shopping and get some food for the next couple of weeks.
Amanda went back to the car and headed towards the little town of Mountain View. She quickly found the little mom and pop grocery store on Main Street and parked.
After about an hour, she’d gotten everything she needed in the way of food and supplies. She was walking towards the register when a little kid darted in front of her, zipping between her and the cart and tripping her in the process. She fell hard onto the linoleum floor and fought the urge to rip the kid a new one. She cursed under her breath.
“Let me help you,” said a deep voice.
She looked up to see a large hand extended towards her. She took it.
When she stood, the guy that had helped her up was towering over her and she looked up to meet his eyes.
They were brown with flecks of gold throughout the irises. He was muscular and tanned. He ran a hand through his sandy brown hair that fell just above the shoulder. He looked more like he belonged on a beach with a surfboard than in this grocery store in a tiny town in Washington.
Amanda struggled for the appropriate words. She was never good with guys. She never knew what to say like other girls did.
“Thanks,” was all she could manage. She smiled and looked away self-consciously.
“The name’s Dylan,” said the tall guy.
“Amanda,” she said.
“You a tourist?”
“Sort of. My parents—my mom has a cabin up here,” Amanda said, getting nervous in his presence. She wanted nothing more than to dart as fast as that little kid had back to her car and get out of there.
“What are you doing for dinner, Amanda?” asked Dylan with a crooked grin that revealed two rows of perfect white teeth. They gleamed in the fluorescent lights and contrasted beautifully with his skin.
“Probably just going to fix something,” she said.
“Why don’t you meet me for dinner down at the diner at the end of the block?”
She froze. Was he asking her out on a date? Surely that wasn’t what he had in mind.
“I’ll see you at eight,” he said with that crooked grin. He walked off towards the back of the store evidently intent on doing some of his own grocery shopping.
Amanda looked over her shoulder to watch him walk away. She felt butterflies flapping their wings desperately inside of her stomach. Finally, she turned back and went towards the checkout line with a wide smile on her face.
Chapter 3
At about seven that evening, Amanda tried on virtually everything she’d brought with her, and none of it was appropriate for a date. Hell, she hadn’t even considered the possibility of being asked on a date by anyone. That was the last thing on her mind. She felt a little guilty to be enjoying herself already on a trip where she’d meant to spend her time alone.
She shook off the feeling and grabbed a pair of jeans, a tank top, and a hoodie. She threw them on and looked at herself in the mirror. The jeans hugged her curves and the tank top showed off her breasts. The hoodie covered her up a little. She was self-conscious. She still didn’t even know if this was a real date. What if he stood her up? What if it was a joke?
Amanda thought about not showing up. She imagined him being disappointed rather than her. It would be a role reversal that she wasn’t familiar with. But what if she went? What if it went really well? She bit her lip thinking about it. Oh well, she concluded. If it was awful at least she was going home in a couple of weeks and she wouldn’t have to see him again.
She shrugged her shoulders and settled on the outfit. She crawled onto her bed and got her phone out to check her text messages and her Facebook.
There were several postings to her wall about her dad. She liked each of them but didn’t comment. She saw that she had five unread text messages and opened them. They were all from her mom, making sure she was alive.
She replied: I’m fine! Just been grocery shopping!
Amanda exchanged a few texts with her mom. Finally, her mom told her to have a good time and enjoy herself. Amanda hadn’t brought up the fact that she was going on a date.
It was growing closer to eight o’clock and she needed to leave. She zipped up her hoodie and went to the car. The drive down the mountain into the little sleepy town wasn’t a long one, but it felt especially long because she was so nervous. She still wondered if this was a good idea. She pulled up in front of the diner and looked in the window.
There was Dylan, already seated in a booth next to the window. He looked the menu over and then sat it down. He glanced out the window to his right and met Amanda’s eyes.
Shit! He’d seen her. Well, no backing out now.
She collected herself and got out. She walked into the restaurant with as much confidence as she could. Amanda tried to remind herself that it might not even be a date, so she shouldn’t be freaking out.
“Hey!” Dylan said, rising from the booth. He stood while Amanda took her seat. She wasn’t used to old-fashioned manners coming from guys her age, but it sure was refreshing. She smiled bashfully at him and scooted in. He sat down again.
“I was hoping you weren’t gonna stand me up!” he said with a laugh.
Amanda imagined that someone as good looking as Dylan had never been stood up in his entire life. Girls were probably clawing each other’s eyes out to get a date with him. Yet here he was with Amanda. The girl who still had her v-card and hadn’t even kissed with her tongue.
The thoughts embarrassed her and she hoped that it wasn’t showing on her face. All she could do was smile and look down at her menu, avoiding eye contact with him.
“Do you know what you want?” he asked after a moment or two.
“Think I’ll get a hamburger,” said Amanda, putting down the menu.
“They’re good here,” he said. He looked out the window. “So where are you from?”
“Seattle,” she said.
“I’ve been there a few times,” Dylan said as their waitress brought them both waters. He thanked her and she looked like one of the animals in Bambi. She was twitterpated. Amanda tried to ignore it and keep her thoughts on track. She was doing good to just maintain a normal conversation with this guy.
“You like it?” she asked.
“I do. I like it here better, though. Mountain View is where I’ve always lived,” said Dylan.
Amanda wondered what it would be like to grow up in such a small place. What would it be like to live somewhere where everyone knew you? Seattle was so much bigger. She didn’t even keep in contact with any of her old friends from high school. He probably saw his friends from high school every day.
She fumbled for her words, but he filled the silence.
“Do you have a boyfriend back home?” Dylan asked with a little bit of shyness that Amanda hadn’t anticipated.
“I don’t,” she said rather quickly. She wondered if she should have played that closer to the vest.
“I find that hard to believe,” he said with that crooked grin. It caused her stomach to jump a little bit. She felt butterflies. She smiled back at him but quickly she looked away.
Soon they ordered their dinner and they kept talking while they waited for it. It was slowly becoming easier and easier for Amanda to open up to Dylan. She’d realized that the whole thing wasn’t some kind of sick joke, which made her feel much more at ease with him. Not too long into dinner, they were joking with each other.
“Any plans after this, city girl?” Dylan asked playfully.
Amanda laughed. The idea was ridiculous to her.
“No,” she almost snorted and then finished her hamburger.
“W
hy don’t you let me take you for a drive?” he asked and their eyes met. She felt swallowed by his gaze. All of the hair on her arms and the back of her neck stood straight up as he looked at her. For a moment everything hinged on only the two of them. She shook herself from it.
“Sure. Why not?” she finally said.
Dylan smiled at her and flagged down the waitress for the check. He paid and they were outside before Amanda had too much time to think about it and possibly change her mind.
This was really happening. This really cute guy had asked her on a date and now he wanted to spend even more time with her. It was crazy. It was definitely the absolute last thing that she had anticipated out of her two weeks in the mountains.
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