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    Guarded by the Hockey Beasts
    Guarded by the Hockey Beasts
    Guarded by the Hockey Beasts
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    Guarded by the Hockey Beasts

    By Eliza Moon

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    A curvy erotic dancer who is attacked PLUS a hot hockey Bear who comes to the rescue PLUS a Clan of bad boys fighting for her life!

    Coral is an erotic dancer with rich curves and a regular life. Growing up in the slums isn't easy, but when her brother gets in deep with the locals, she finds her hard knock life gets even more difficult. They want to use her body as a way to pay off his debt. Wouldn't it be nice if she had a knight in shining armor?

    Too bad those don't exist in the slums...

    Fortunately, paranormal hockey players do.

    Kalin and the other members of his Clan get caught up in a whirlwind of activity they aren't likely to soon forget, and all for the sake of a woman...

    When you love somebody, you'd better know how to play the game and you'd better know how to fight for what you want.

    For Coral's sake, Kalin will have to do both.

    AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a 16,000 words stand-alone story with an HEA, so no cliff-hangers! Story contains mature themes and language and is intended for 18+ readers only.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHeartbeat Reads
    Release dateFeb 22, 2019
    ISBN9781386506157
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      Guarded by the Hockey Beasts - Eliza Moon

      Copyright © 2019 by Heartbeat Reads - All rights reserved.

      In no way is it legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or in printed format. Recording of this publication is strictly prohibited and any storage of this document is not allowed unless with written permission from the publisher. All rights reserved.

      Guarded by the Hockey Beasts

      A Paranormal BBW Romance

      By: Eliza Moon

      Table of Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      About Eliza Moon

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      Chapter One

      The rain was pouring down on the pavement outside. The city streets were cold and there was a smell in the air that reminded her of piss. She never liked to go walking out this late at night. Work had held her later than usual. If she spent the money she had earned on a cab, she would not be able to afford rent.

      That’s how it is in this place, Coral muttered while stepping through puddles.

      She pulled a coat around her shoulders to ward off the wind.

      You don’t get a chance to take care of yourself because someone else has already got plans for your cash, she thought.

      A puddle covered a pothole in front of her path. She did not notice the depth of the hole as she trudged forward through the storm. Stepping forward into the puddle, she twisted her ankle and sank into the hole. With a bit of effort, she caught herself once more. Her balance was usually decent. Coral was an erotic dancer. Her creole body type was a bit larger than the rest of the girls, but when she was on stage, she could really strut her stuff.

      She knew that in order to get what she needed on the stage, she had to be confident. Living in the slums had bred that confidence inside of her. In order to one-up the competition with the other women at the club, she had been practicing her technique as a dancer for the last couple of years. Strength was vital in her approach toward dancing and her style was more aggressive and volatile than the others. In order to temper her power on stage, she had to maintain a certain degree of finesse. Balance was important and she silently reproached herself for letting her balance slip — even for a moment.

      I'm glad I didn't wear my heels.

      Even her shit-kicking boots had only warded off a serious injury. The ankle would still hurt the next morning. She was lucky. Even though this was the first day of her weekend a blow to the ankle could mean she would be out of work for a week or more, and there were bills to pay. She had seen it happen to other dancers before. She knelt down for a minute to rub the sting out. The pain was still there, but it would be gone by the time she had to perform again.

      Fuckin’ place, Coral muttered to herself.

      She would often swear when situations seemed dismal.

      It wasn’t that the place was without value. Coral lived in a slum, cloistered on the outer edge of major metropolitan Baltimore. The only critical factors in her life were making rent each month and staving off depression. Her only personal goal was to create some kind of meaning in her life.

      Coral was an existentialist, in the strictest sense. But she was also a romantic. She believed that her life was her own to make of it as she saw fit. There was some aspect of her which always hoped to discover something greater. She looked for some purpose or path to take which would finally show that she understood life.

      Of course she thought about killing herself sometimes — who doesn’t?

      On nights like this, all she cared about was getting home and curling up next to the space heater. The wind blew on her calves and whipped her dark hair around her face in short, temperamental bursts. The dull ache in her ankle was irritating, but not problematic. She knew the neighborhood well enough to know the shortest route home. In a neighborhood like this, there was no value in taking the scenic route.

      Coral approached the corner of one of her favorite alleys. She liked this alley because she enjoyed climbing up a terrace at the end of the block. The shortcut allowed her to skip through an entire neighborhood. All she would have to

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