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    Single Weretiger DILF
    Single Weretiger DILF
    Single Weretiger DILF
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    Single Weretiger DILF

    By Lizzie Lynn Lee

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    All curvaceous weretigress Juliette Crabtree ever wanted was a family of her own. When her marriage crumbled apart and she discovered that she couldn’t conceive, Juliette’s heart froze forever. She withdrew from her clan and chose a solitary life—away from other shifters, making sweets in her confiserie, hoping that someday the candies she made would chase away the bitterness in her heart.

    Wilhelm was the alpha of his clan and a successful businessman. There were two things he wanted from the curvaceous she-tiger who rented space in his building: 1) he wanted Juliette to date him. 2) He wanted Juliette to open a confectionary boutique shop in his new shopping mall.

    But Wilhelm soon finds Juliette lives up to her nickname, “The Subzero Queen.” She isn’t interested in him, romance, or opening a new shop.

    When tragedy strikes Wilhelm’s brother and his mate, leaving their twin baby cubs in his care, Juliette miraculously opens her heart when she finds out he became a dad overnight. Can Wilhelm convince Juliette that the family she wanted can be a reality?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLizzie Lynn Lee
    Release dateJun 23, 2017
    ISBN9781386112884
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      Single Weretiger DILF - Lizzie Lynn Lee

      SINGLE WERETIGER DILF

      LIZZIE LYNN LEE

      Summary:

      All curvaceous weretigress Juliette Crabtree ever wanted was a family of her own. When her marriage crumbled apart and she discovered that she couldn’t conceive, Juliette’s heart froze forever. She withdrew from her clan and chose a solitary life—away from other shifters, making sweets in her confiserie, hoping that someday the candies she made would chase away the bitterness in her heart.

      Wilhelm was the alpha of his clan and a successful businessman. There were two things he wanted from the curvaceous she-tiger who rented space in his building: 1) he wanted Juliette to date him. 2) He wanted Juliette to open a confectionary boutique shop in his new shopping mall.

      But Wilhelm soon finds Juliette lives up to her nickname, The Subzero Queen. She isn’t interested in him, romance, or opening a new shop.

      When tragedy strikes Wilhelm’s brother and his mate, leaving their twin baby cubs in his care, Juliette miraculously opens her heart when she finds out he became a dad overnight. Can Wilhelm convince Juliette that the family she wanted can be a reality?

      First Edition 2017

      ©Copyright Lizzie Lynn Lee May 2017

      Cover Art by (Lizzie Lynn Lee) ©Copyright (May/2017)

      Edited by Amy Springer

      Proofread by Donna Hokanson

      Galley Proofread by Cassie Hess-Dean

      This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

      This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and dialogues in this book are of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.

      Table of Contents

      Summary

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      Chapter Thirteen

      Chapter Fourteen

      Chapter Fifteen

      Chapter Sixteen

      Chapter Seventeen

      Chapter Eighteen

      Epilogue

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      About the Author

      Lizzie Lynn Lee Bibliography

      Chapter One

      Juliette Crabtree stifled a yawn and took another swig of her steaming black coffee from the mug. The brew scalded her tongue a little but it didn’t bother her. Despite making it extra strong—a double-espresso—the coffee failed to give her the super-charged caffeine effect she was looking for. It had been brutal when she finally roused herself out of bed two hours earlier. She’d been pulling late hours for the past three days filling a large order and she was exhausted. Making pastries and candies for people to enjoy was her passion, but she loved doing it long after the sun was up. Five-thirty in the morning wasn’t a good hour of the day to be doing anything but curling up under a thick comforter and dreaming of new recipes, or occasionally dreaming that her life might have turned out differently.

      She gusted a little sigh.

      The pink rose-infused macaron shells were lined up on the baking tray ready to be filled and assembled. Juliette cracked a tiny smile. Watching her creations gave her a sense of pride. Macaron shell had a bastardly reputation of being difficult to make. One small misstep and she’d end up with heap of unappetizing almond meringue lumps instead of pastel-colored delicately airy cookies. Good thing that the God of Macarons bestowed His blessing today. Everything came out perfectly. Her sweets would give some Parisian bakeries run for their money. Maybe even comparable to the famed Ladurée pastry house, if she said so herself.

      Now all she had to do was to pipe the filling and assembled them. The thick, creamy, rose-flavored ganache was just at the right temperature and consistency to work with. As she scooped the filling into the pastry bag, a subtle yet tantalizing Bulgarian rose scent wafted from the bowl. She couldn’t resist taking a spoon and sampling the filling.

      Hmm. So damn good, she moaned in pleasure as she was momentarily transported into sweet sugary clouds of nirvana. If she were allowed to have her little own way, she could eat the whole bowl by herself. Despite being a weretiger, Juliette had a chronic sweet tooth. Like hard core. Opening a French confectionery as her day job fueled her sugar addiction swimmingly.

      As soon as she finished the macarons, the alarm on the oven chimed. The almond croissants had finished baking. She turned off the timer and unloaded the trays and the oven was ready for the next batch of morning pastries. After the macarons, she would make some eclair and tarte aux pommes.

      All in all, today’s work was a pretty good distraction. Juliette had promised herself she wasn’t going to think about depressing things today. Not today, the anniversary of her divorce from the man she thought she’d be with the rest of her life. The man who cast her out over something she couldn’t possibly control.

      Ouch, she yelped as she accidentally bumped her arm too close to a hot tray. Nope. Today’s going to be good. It’s just a tiny burn that you won’t feel in a few minutes. You’re not going to let it bother you, because it’s a beautiful day, and you’re about to open and make some customers happy. Smile, Juliette. Smiiile!

      She realized Andy, one of her two employees, was leaning on the end of the counter holding a freshly baked tray of Kouign Amann, their second-bestselling pastry. Andy’s hairnet and beard-net framed the most amused expression she’d ever seen him wear. His smile widened. It’s one thing to talk to yourself, but do you ever answer yourself? he quipped. Should I be worried about this? Can you still sign our paychecks?

      Sometimes I do answer myself. Her grin widened. But at least it’s intelligent conversation.

      Touché, he said with a chuckle. Gonna rack these to cool, then put them in the case.

      Great, thanks. And the other voices in my head want me to thank you too.

      Andy laughed, saluted her, and headed to the other side of the kitchen to properly cool the pastries. Juliette’s talking to herself again, he said to her other employee, Noelle.

      Did she ever stop? Noelle said, loud enough for Juliette to hear, then winked at her across the kitchen.

      Her small shop was a three-person operation. Andy was in charge of daily pastries and cookies. Noelle manned the front and often helped the kitchen when they were swamped. Juliette made all the candies and macarons. All in all, she ran a tight and effective ship. Her employees were both humans who knew she was a were, and she could take a lot of teasing. She envied them both their youth, and the way their entire lives still stretched out in front of them. They could still look forward to falling in love, getting married, having children . . .

      A tap at the front glass door of her shop drew her attention. Her breath caught, despite herself.

      Ugh. Him again. Wilhelm Sorenson.

      I got it, Andy said as he hurried to open the door.

      She almost told him to let the man wait, it wasn’t even six o’clock yet, and she already thought that was a horribly early time to open. The morning coffee and pastry crowd made it well worth it, but couldn’t Wilhelm wait five more measly minutes? If he’d been anybody else she might have stared him down until the clock struck six—her official opening time.

      But she couldn’t.

      He also happened to be her landlord.

      Her pushy, yet sexy, landlord.

      Andy opened the door and flipped the sign to open. Morning, sir, he said.

      Morning, Dusfrene, Wilhelm greeted Andy as he breezed in like he owned the place. Well. He did own the place. The building. The handsome businessman walked up to the counter and beamed to Noelle. Morning to you too, Ms. Maison. Don’t you look lovely today. New dress?

      Unfortunately, Noelle was immune to his compliments. Wilhelm wasn’t her type she said. She preferred a lone wolf type of guy with a chip as big as a small moon on his shoulder.

      Noelle replied in her typical meh expression that complimented her goth-attire, "Bonjour," she said. Many people told Juliette that Noelle shouldn’t man the front of the store because she was stingy with smiles, but Juliette liked the girl. Noelle was an efficient worker and could handle high-stress situations like a boss. Plus, Juliette liked Noelle’s unique personal style. Noelle was always decked out in goth clothes that looked like cute-ified French maid dresses. It went

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