Books with author Jenika Snow

I’d once been a great dancer. A ballerina. But an injury ended my career, had me longing to go back in time, had me loathing the city and the very profession I’d once loved. So, I decided to get away from it all, go out in the middle of nowhere to clear my head, and focus on what was important.Things were going great until a bear was at my back door, trying to get in. And it ended with me wielding a knife for protection and realizing it wasn’t just any bear, but a shifter who claimed to be my mate. Maddix. Strong and powerful, his very presence had me questioning my entire existence. The mating was fast and furious, potent and real. It was everything I ever wanted, and everything I never thought I’d have. It was all wrapped in one whirlwind, insta-lust experience. But could I give myself over fully to Maddix? Could I truly leave the city and the life I’d always known behind? Could I do it all for the promise of love from one possessive, territorial bear shifter who would do anything to make me happy? Because if there was one thing Maddix made very clear, it was now that he had found me, he wasn’t letting me go.

OliI didn’t know her, what she looked like, where she was, but I knew my mate was out there. And it was that truth that had me saving myself for her. Only her. If I couldn’t fully give myself over to my fated mate, what kind of worthy male was I? But staying in town, hidden deep within the forest, wouldn’t bring my mate to me. I had to go and find her. I had to make her mine.India As a former foster child, I never had real family, no roots. I’d always felt like something was missing, so I worked hard on helping others. My mobile medical van was where my passion lay. It’s how I made sure no one else felt helpless. But when my van was broken into, and my safety compromised, it was a big bear shifting male who came to the rescue. Oli said I was his. He claimed I was his mate. He seemed certain of it just by looking at me. It was insanity, but I couldn’t deny the pull I felt for him, the way my body craved his. Pushing him away wasn’t an option, not when he was always there, watching me, making sure I was protected. And it was that need inside of me, the one that grew and consumed me, that finally had me giving in. I soon realized being mated to a bear shifter meant he was grumpy, protective, possessive, and wanted only one thing. Me.