Shifter's Valentine — Rebecca Rivard

Can Valentine's Day heal these two cracked hearts?

Discover USA Today bestselling author Rebecca Rivard's world of shifters and fae...

Dolphin shifter Chico Nobrega loves life, and women even more -- until a dark fae rock star gets her hooks into him. He breaks away from her and returns to his clan. On the outside, he's the same old Chico, but he's just going through the motions...until he meets the pretty new barista at the local coffee shop.

After having her heart stomped on by her cheating ex-boyfriend, Jenny swore off men. The hard-bodied Latino shifter might be serious eye candy, but the last thing she needs is another good-looking, cocky man. Besides, he's a shifter -- and she's a human.

But when Chico coaxes Jenny to take a chance on him, the two discover that a shifter and a human might be the perfect match. Then Chico's fae lover returns...

Shifter's Valentine is a steamy paranormal romance set in the Rock Run River Fada world.

NOTE: A shorter version of Shifter's Valentine appeared as “Valentine Kisses” in the 2017 anthology Once Upon a Valentine. The new version has been heavily revised and includes 25% more shifter hotness.

THE FADA.
Shapeshifters created during Dionysus's infamous bacchanals.
They're ruthless, untamed -- but when they love, it's forever.

*Best Shifter Series of 2018 ~ Paranormal Romance Guild Reviewer's Choice Awards*

Excerpt:
They'd reached the restaurant. Chico rounded the SUV to open the door for her. She hopped out and their bodies collided.

“Oops,” she said with a low chuckle -- and then stilled, staring up at him, watchful as a doe.

Chico brought his hands up, slowly, carefully. Her hair was in its usual braid. He drew his thumb and first finger down it. It felt exactly as he'd imagined. Smooth, heavy silk.

He released the braid to run his knuckles down her cheek. Her skin was soft and a little chilled from the cold. He cupped her face, instinctively trying to warm her.

His gaze dropped to her mouth. She had something red and shiny on her lips that made them look supremely edible.

He caressed her face. “I want to kiss you.”

She moistened her lips, and then dipped her chin in assent.

He lowered his head, and she tilted hers so that their mouths met at the perfect angle. He traced the seam of her lips with his tongue.

Deus, she tasted good. Like sunshine and summer fruit.

Her breath quickened. Her mouth parted and he slid his tongue inside. She was moist and warm. Heat balled in his stomach.

Slow, he told himself. Slow and easy.

He curled his tongue around hers and then withdrew. Her fingers gripped his leather jacket and he ached to feel them on his body. But he'd asked her to dinner.

Her eyes were shut. He pressed a kiss to each eyelid and then turned toward the restaurant.

“Food. I promised you dinner.”