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    Unnatural Lover Boxed Set #1 (Demon Paranormal Romance)
    Unnatural Lover Boxed Set #1 (Demon Paranormal Romance)
    Unnatural Lover Boxed Set #1 (Demon Paranormal Romance)
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    Unnatural Lover Boxed Set #1 (Demon Paranormal Romance)

    By Mac Flynn

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    Installments one through five in the occult erotic romance series Unnatural Lovers available here in one single package.

    Amanda Stenser always dreamed of having children of her own, but the doctor gives her some horrible news. She’s barren. Devastated, she decides to take a trip up into the mountains. mind. Night falls and she hears strange noises beneath the floor...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMac Flynn
    Release dateDec 12, 2013
    ISBN9781311047564
    Unnatural Lover Boxed Set #1 (Demon Paranormal Romance)
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    Mac Flynn

    A seductress of sensual words and a lover of paranormal plots, Flynn enjoys writing thrilling paranormal stories filled with naughty fun and hilarious hijinks. She is the author of numerous paranormal series that weave suspense, adventure and a good joke into a one-of-a-kind experience that readers are guaranteed to enjoy. From long adventure novels to tasty little short-story treats, there's a size and adventure for everyone.Want to know when her next series comes out? Join The Flynn newsletter and be the first to know! macflynn.com/newsletter/Also check out her website at macflynn.com for listings and excerpts of all of her books!

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      Unnatural Lover Boxed Set #1 (Demon Paranormal Romance) - Mac Flynn

      Cabin Fever

      1

      The world was a barren place, just like her.

      Amanda Stenser couldn’t stop feeling that way as she climbed up the steep mountain trail. She was up there to get away from it all, to give herself a breathe of fresh air and find some source of calm. So far it was an absolute failure, but she at least appreciated her boyfriend Tony’s sympathetic suggestion. He hadn’t been there when the doctor had broken the news to her, but he had at least rubbed her back when she’d cried at the end of her bed after the appointment.

      The doctor had told her she couldn’t have children. She was barren, lifeless.

      It’s not the end of the world, Tony had informed her.

      Amanda couldn’t agree with him then, and she had doubts about it now as she marched up the rocky path. She’d wanted kids ever since she was little, and to learn that it would never naturally happen was devastating. Dreams of feeling the babe kick inside her and soothingly talking to the growing child in her belly were gone, dashed from the hope of possibility and expectations. Now she felt physically and emotionally empty, like a shell unable to produce a seed and create one of its own kind.

      You’re getting really broody, Amanda muttered to herself.

      She generally wasn’t a broody person, but then again she wasn’t the other extreme, either. Like a lot of people her temperament lay somewhere in the middle. She had her flashes of anger and despondency, but generally she was an agreeable person who poked fun at others and could sometimes even take it in kind. This sudden news, though, had shaken her to her very core and she found herself lost in her thoughts. That’s why Tony had suggested she get away from it all.

      That’s how she came to be on this well-worn path climbing this tree-covered mountain to a cabin high up in the mountains. Amanda had taken his suggestion with more vigor than he’d expected by renting an off-grid log cabin a few hours outside the city were they lived. He hadn’t been eager to see her go out into the wilderness all on her own.

      You sure you don’t want to change your mind? he’d asked her while she packed her bag.

      I’ll be fine. There’s a propane stove and plenty of gas to get me through a few days, Amanda had tried to comfort him. I’ll take up some food with me and treat it like an extended picnic.

      She had been a little annoyed by the hint of panic in his voice. He probably thought she was going up there to commit suicide. While the thought had crossed her mind, she’d opted out of such a grisly, sinful end. She felt more abhorrence for suicide than she did for living the rest of her life knowing she wouldn’t ever become pregnant.

      Tony hadn’t been able to get her to change her mind and have her reconsider just sitting in her apartment or visiting the beach. Now she climbed the steep trail to the cabin. She’d parked her car at the bottom of the hill in a well-used, albeit rough, parking lot and started the hike from there. It was about ten miles of decent trail between the lot and the cabin, but she didn’t have any problems with that. She was in shape and had made sure to pack light. Amanda was only planning on staying three nights up there because she couldn’t get any more leave from work without having a doctor’s note.

      Even in her brooding Amanda enjoyed the nature which surrounded her. There were many flowers in bloom beside the trail and the trees reached their thick branches overhead to provide her with cover from the glaring sun. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky, though the higher altitude meant the air was becoming chillier. However, her attention was drawn to the lack of animal life which should have greeted her passing. There had been more than enough beggarly squirrels and chirping birds at the parking lot, but the closer she came to the cabin the fewer she saw. By the time the trail made its final gasp to the cabin’s approach, all active life had ceased.

      Amanda was both relieved and uneasy when she beheld her temporary residence. The cabin stood out on the point of a large sheet of rock and because of the hard ground the area around the structure was devoid of both bushes and trees. Not even a sprig of grass nor a lone weeds dared peeked their heads up from the cracks in the earth. The cabin itself was of some ancient, forgotten lineage, with massive logs for walls and chink in-between to keep out the cold. The roof was well-steeped against the heavy winters and there was only a single window at the front. The chimney stood out from the back and rose high into the clear, darkening sky.

      However, their was a definite downside to the cabin. There was a distinct lack of indoor plumbing, and only a dilapidated outhouse made up for the non-existent flush toilet. With her priorities in the right order, she first checked to see if the outhouse was sanitary. She found quite the opposite, and instead opted for a nice, large tree off from the trail. Then she turned her attention to the building she would be calling home for a few days.

      With a grunt of relief Amanda put her bag down beside the door and unlocked the old wooden portal. The door creaked open and light spilled out onto the roughly hewn logs which made up the floor. The cracks between them created deep shadows which she hesitated to step on. The rest of the one-room cabin was a bit friendlier, what with a large log bed in the far right corner and a simple kitchen on the left. Immediately in front of her stood the wide, deep chimney. A pile of chopped logs lay on the left along with some kindle and paper. There were rugs spread out on the floor to keep one’s toes from catching blisters on the wood, and to these she stepped on when she entered the room. There were two other windows set in the walls, one to her left above the counter and the other to her right behind the bed.

      Not too bad, she whispered to herself. Her lonely voice echoed loudly in the silence, and she couldn’t help the shudder which crept down her body. She felt there was something not quite right about the place, which might explain the cheap price for the stay.

      2

      Unfortunately for this day, retreat was no longer an option. The sun was setting to her left, and soon the night would settled down over both the cabin and the trail. Amanda got busy setting out her foodstuffs and making a fire. There were several propane lamps for light, and to these she turned for comfort when the shadows crept into the cabin. A soft, howling wind came up out of the north, but she was nice and comfortable inside the sturdy cabin. Before long a warm, comforting fire crackled in the hearth and the shadows of the flames flickered along the walls. She made a simple meal on the propane stove in the kitchen, and happily gobbled up the warm food. Amanda removed her shoes beside the bed in case she needed to make an emergency run in the middle of the night. Then she sat down on the rug before the fire and pulled her bag close to her.

      From the large sack she retrieved a few books she had hauled up here. Most were romance novels where the woman was sought and conquered by the handsome young man. They were a dirty little delight for her, one even Tony didn’t know about. They were relatively racy and secretly she longed for him to be a little more creative in their love-life. That wasn’t to say he couldn’t give her pleasure, but a girl needed some spice in her life.

      That made double for her boring existence. Born in the city in which she still resided, Amanda’s life had never been described as thrilling. She was currently a simple paper-pusher in a medium-size business, and that was after working her way up from the dark, solitary mail-room. Tony and she had met nearly a year before at one of the clubs she frequented. She wasn’t an habitual party-goer, but she enjoyed being in the company of others and watching how they interacted with one another. Secretly she considered herself an anthropologist of sorts in her amateur study of the human being. She’d always enjoyed watching the families walk past her with their children skipping along beside their parents or at the front leading the way like some adventurer through the wild jungle of the world. The parents would smile at their children’s antics and they would go off on their merry way.

      Amanda touched her flat stomach and sighed. She guessed the only way to find that same happiness for herself would be to adopt, but the cost of such an endeavor was far out of her reach. Tony had been kind enough to do the math for her after he heard the bad news. It’d only made her feel worse to know it was so expensive to adopt.

      If I starved myself I could probably save up enough money in about a year, she wondered aloud. Her soft voice echoed quietly through the empty room.

      Perhaps it echoed a little too much. Amanda frowned and sat up at attention.

      Hello! she called to the shadows and empty spaces of the room. There was that strange sound again, as though her voice had lost itself in a great cavern and only a faint echo returned to her.

      Amanda took out from her bag the flashlight she had brought and shone it on the room. The beam passed over the walls and furniture, but nothing showed itself. There was no crack in the wall to show some outside influence, nor any metallic covering on the roof which would give her small voice that large sound.

      Weird… she murmured, though in a voice too small to echo. She looked back to her books and smiled at the racy cover on one of her erotica paperbacks. Maybe if I told Tony these were training books he’d read them, she giggled to herself. She opened the soft cover and dove into the story.

      The time passed gently and without her notice until the heat from the fire began to cool. Amanda glanced up from her book and was dismayed to see there was one log left of the great stack with which she had sacrificed to the flames. Hurriedly she put down her book and grabbed several of the chopped pieces from the pile. In her rush her finger caught a large, sharp splinter and blood was drawn. She hissed at the pain and dropped all the logs to the floor in her quest to assess the damage. The point of her finger dripped with blood and the sliver stuck out from the wound as though laughing at her suffering.

      Amanda scowled and tore out the offending slice of wood, but that only made

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