Beast Behaving Badly (Pride Stories Series #5)

Beast Behaving Badly (Pride Stories Series #5)

by Shelly Laurenston

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ISBN-13: 9780758231697
Publisher: Kensington
Publication date: 03/05/2013
Series: Pride Stories Series , #5
Edition description: Reprint
Pages: 320
Sales rank: 154,740
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 6.50(h) x 0.90(d)

About the Author

Shelly Laurenston is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Pride, Call of Crows, and The Honey Badger Chronicles, as well as winner of the RT Book Reviews Readers' Choice Award for her 2016 novel, The Undoing. When she’s not writing about sexy wolf, honey badger, lion, and other fang-filled predators, she's writing about sexy dragons as G.A. Aiken, the acclaimed and bestselling author of the Dragon Kin series. Originally from Long Island, she now lives on the West Coast and spends most of her time writing and making sure her rescued Pit bull doesn’t love everyone into a coma.  Please visit her online at

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Beast Behaving Badly

By Shelly Laurenston


Copyright © 2010 Shelly Laurenston
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-7582-3168-0

Chapter One

The face slammed into the protective glass, blood spurting out as cartilage was demolished, bone shattered.

The crowd around her either roared and howled in approval or hissed and barked in disapproval, depending on which team they supported. But Blayne Thorpe could do neither. Instead, she only gaped at the behemoth hybrid continuing to force that poor, battered feline face into the glass by using nothing more than his hockey stick and overwhelming size.

She had heard he'd gotten bigger since she'd last seen him nearly ten years ago, but she thought they were talking about the man's career. Not his size.

Career wise, the minor shifter league's onetime left defenseman from nowhere Maine had gone on to become one of the greatest hockey players the pro shifter league had ever known. Bo "The Marauder" Novikov was one of the first-and at one time, one of the only-hybrids to ever play on a professional team in any league. Of course, his saving grace had been that he wasn't one of the more feared-and, to be quite honest, more unstable-canine hybrids like Blayne, but a rare by-product of species crossbreeding. Specifically a polar bear-lion. Or, as Blayne always secretly thought of him, a mighty bear-cat. A much cuter name in Blayne's estimation than polar bear-lion. But bears breeding with felines was such a rare thing-and damn near nonexistent more than twenty-five years ago-that they didn't have any cute nicknames like coydogs for coyote-dogs or ligers and tigons for lion and tiger mixes.

Yet that didn't mean Blayne saw Novikov as one of the top representatives of the hybrid nation. How could she? He represented everything she loathed in sports. Where was the sportsmanship? Where was the team spirit? Where was the loyalty?


In ten years the Marauder had become one of the most hated and feared players in any shifter league in the States, Asia, and most of Europe. Although in Russia and Sweden, he was merely considered "tough-for an American." Adored and loathed by fans in equal amounts, Novikov was equally detested by both his opponents and his own teammates. Bo Novikov had made a name for himself by being what Blayne could only describe as pure asshole on skates. If you were in his way, Novikov would either make you move or plow right through you. If you had his puck-and it was always his puck-he'd find a way to get it away from you, even if it meant permanent damage and learning to walk again for the opposition. From what Blayne had heard, he never had a friendly word for anyone, even the cubs and pups who worshipped at his feet.

None of this surprised Blayne. How could it? She'd met the man when he was a much shorter, nineteen-year-old minor league player. Tracey, a tigress that Blayne liked about as much as her best friend Gwen detested her, had seen Novikov playing and had begged Blayne to somehow get Gwen to invite her to one of her uncle's practices. At the time, the O'Neill males ran the Philly Furors minor hockey team. Two of Gwen's uncles were the managers and six of her cousins were either coaches or players. Although Blayne was invited anywhere that the O'Neills were, Tracey couldn't risk just showing up whenever she felt like it. Not unless she wanted to get her ass kicked by Gwen and her female cousins. It took some pleading, begging, and whining on Blayne's part, but eventually Gwen agreed that Tracey could come to one of the practices.

The idea had been that Tracey, wearing their Catholic school uniform-appropriately adjusted for after-school boy hunts-would show up and transfix the hybrid with her tigress beauty. It seemed like a solid plan as far as Blayne was concerned. And Tracey, not being real shy about that sort of thing, had made her move during one of the team's breaks. Blayne had barely noticed, too busy sitting in the stands and wolfing down a cheesesteak from the bear-owned restaurant across the street. She was halfway done with her sandwich when she felt like she was being watched. She had been, too. She'd looked up to find piercing blue eyes staring at her through the protective glass between the stands and the rink.

He didn't say anything, either. He just ... stared. And he kept staring while glaring. He glared at her like she'd stolen his wallet or cut him with a razor. The bite of cheesesteak in her mouth went down her throat hard, and she tried to figure out if she could make it to the exit before he reached her. He looked like he wanted to eat her alive, and coming from a predator that was not a good thing. Especially a predator who, it was rumored, had descended from Genghis Khan on his mother's side and the Cossacks on his father's.

Putting down the remainder of her sandwich, Blayne had slowly stood. As she did, those blue eyes studied her every move. He watched her pick up her backpack and, in her saddle shoes, slowly make her way down the aisle. He'd skated along with her, oblivious to the fact that the O'Neills had noticed his interest. Blayne had reached the end of the bleachers and took the steps down to the massive hallway that the players entered through. Slowly, not wanting to startle him, she'd eased the straps of her bag over her shoulders. With the bag on, she'd looked over her shoulder one more time, expecting to see Bo Novikov still on the ice. He wasn't. He was right behind her. Blue eyes fierce as they glowered down at her.

And Blayne, as always, handled it with her usual skill and subtlety. She screamed like someone was stabbing her to death and took off running. Gwen called her name and ran after her, but Blayne didn't stop until she'd run out of the building, across the street, and all the way home. She burst into her father's house, slamming the door behind her, locking it, pushing her father's favorite chair in front of it and then the side table. She was working on getting the piano over there, when her father had walked in from the backyard. "What are you doing?" he'd asked, and Blayne had been forced to calm down because there was little her father "tolerated" from his daughter. And her "irrational bullshit" was at the top of his "No Tolerance" list.

After taking a breath Blayne had replied, "Nothin'. Why?"

Her father didn't seem to believe her much, but he let it go. Tracey, however, did not let it go. She blamed Blayne for blowing the tigress's chance at being the future-and very wealthy-mate of a hockey star. Tracey never spoke to her again, which Gwen was very happy about, while Novikov lasted another month with the minor league team before landing his first major league deal. She hadn't seen him since that day and didn't bother to go to many hockey games, so she hadn't seen him play. But she'd heard about him. It was impossible to be around sports lovers and not hear about Novikov.

To quote her father, who loved sports so much he even watched the full-humans on TV, "That boy would take down his grandmother if she had his puck." And as usual, her father was right. If she had any doubts about the accuracy of his statement, all she had to do was continue to sit in this stadium with five thousand other shifters and watch that vicious barbarian batter the much smaller leopard into the ice. And why was he doing that? Because the smaller leopard had taken his puck.

The opposing team, the Charleston Butchers, tried to stop Novikov, but he tossed them off his back like they were puppies. The buzzer sounded and Novikov immediately stopped what he was doing, which somehow made Novikov seem even more cold-blooded.

The New York Carnivores newest center and enforcer stood. He was no longer the six-one, two-hundred-fifty-pound serial killer looking sub-adult she'd met all those years ago. Nope. He was now a seven-one, three-hundred-seventy-eight-pound serial killer looking adult.

Thankfully, though, she couldn't see his face or those frightening eyes because of all the blood he'd splattered over the protective glass between Blayne's and Gwen's primo seats and the rink. But Novikov didn't move away. She could see he was just standing there, facing in her direction.

"He can't remember me," she thought desperately. "There's no way he can remember me." She kept chanting that in her head while a gloved hand reached up and wiped at the glass. The blood smeared, but it was clear enough for Novikov to look through it and directly at her.

He was chewing gum. So was she. Cold blue eyes that had not changed to gold like most lion and lion hybrids gazed coldly at her. Blayne gazed back. She wouldn't run this time. She'd done her research and had a better grasp of serial killers. Not that she had proof Novikov was one, but a girl could never be too careful. And what she'd learned was to not show fear. Serial killers preyed on those they considered weak. She may not be all wolf but she had enough of her father in her to give her a backbone. So ... so there!

If someone asked Blayne later if she had any idea how long they were staring at each other, she knew she'd have to honestly say she had no clue. It felt like hours, but basic logic told her it was more like thirty seconds or so. Long enough for one of Novikov's teammates to push his shoulder to get him to move off the ice. Probably not a good idea. Novikov caught the pushy wolf's right arm and launched him the entire length of the rink and right into the other team's unprotected goal. He didn't score anything by doing that, but the crowd loved it.

Her mouth open, Blayne gaped at him. That was his own teammate. Not the opposition. Where's the loyalty? she wanted to know.

She wouldn't know there was any fan love, though, from the way Novikov looked back at her, ignoring all his cheering, screaming fans. That impossibly angry-okay, fine! And gorgeous!-face glaring at her through all that blood.

The man may have been a sub-adult bear-cat when she'd first met him all those years ago, but he was a full adult predator now. Not only had he hit his bear shifter growth spurt, but his gold-brown lion's mane had grown in under the white hair that poured from the crown of his head, the two hair colors mixing into a silky mass that tumbled to just above his wide shoulders, giving him a kind of "rock-and-roll meets punk" look that worked for him. And although his eyes may be blue, the shape of his eyelids combined with sharp cheekbones, full bottom lip, and blunt-ended nose that faintly resembled a cat muzzle revealed his Mongolian descent.

Blayne would never say it out loud, but there had to be a cool factor to saying that his birth-Pride had descended directly from a lion shifter bloodline dating from the time of Genghis Khan. Novikov's ancestors ran before Khan's armies, destroying-and eating-whatever was in their way, helping the barbarian leader expand his territories until the cats grew bored and wandered off. Of course, Novikov's family on his father's side wasn't exactly filled with peace lovers, either. Nope. The Novikovs were descended from mighty Siberian Cossack polars dating back to the early 1600s, and they still ran some tough towns near the Arctic Circle.

Finally, after their endless staring, Novikov glided back from her, gave her one last hard look, and skated back to his team.

Once gone, Blayne crumpled into her seat.

"You're panting, hon."

"I am not panting," she told Gwen. "I'm trying to not breathe in fear. I thought he was going to rip my face off."

Gwen held out a bag of popcorn. "I don't know why you find him so scary."

Now Blayne gawked at her best friend. "Gee, I don't know. Maybe it's because it looks like he wants to cut my throat and watch the life slowly drain from my body so he can fuck my corpse without all that screaming-and-putting-up-a-fight distraction!"

Blayne cringed and, ignoring Gwen's shoulders shaking as she silently but hysterically laughed, turned and smiled at the family of six behind her. The youngest about five. "Sorry," she croaked out. "Sorry about that."

The father, a jackal, gave her a disapproving bark.

Blayne turned back around. Once again, she'd have to keep reminding herself that only the derby league had a twenty-one and older rule for their bouts. All the other sports, no matter the level of bloodletting, were family friendly. Because your five-year-old pup should always know how to eviscerate a cheetah that had the misfortune of holding your ball or taking your puck.

"Popcorn?" Gwen asked.

Not looking at her friend, Blayne dug into the bag and took a handful. "I hate you," she reminded Gwen.

"I know, sweetie. I know."

Bo sat down on the bench, the second string hitting the ice. He tugged off a glove and reached under his helmet to scratch his sweat-soaked hair. After he finished, he pulled his glove back on and studied the ongoing game.

She was here. In this stadium. Sitting in ridiculously expensive seats with that same girl she'd been friends with in high school. She hadn't changed much since the first time he'd seen her-running away from him. Screaming. Her reaction had been a bit of a blow to his extremely sensitive ego, but he didn't let it get to him because he'd been too busy studying those powerful legs under that Catholic school girl uniform as they'd bolted off. Purr.

Yet even now she looked at him the same way, didn't she? Like she'd stumbled between a grizzly sow and her cubs. Funny, most females didn't look at him like that. Then again most predator females were direct and rarely scared off from what they wanted. He always knew that some of them had more interest in his money or the hope they could breed the next big hockey star. Some hoped he was as charming and witty as the rumor mill-shifter sports didn't have any media covering their every move-had made him out to be over the years. Uh ... he wasn't. Charming and witty that is. He was definitely direct, curt, and as one ex-girlfriend told him, "I used to think you were shy, which is cute. But you're not shy. You're just an introvert who doesn't really like other human beings!" And his answer hadn't made her any less unhappy. "Yeah, but I told you that up front." He had, too. Bo was all about being direct. He liked direct. Direct cut to the heart of the matter in seconds rather than hours of asking, "Are you all right?" Only to get back the answer, "I'm fine." More than one female had left his ass because he'd taken their "I'm fine" exactly for what it was, only to find out later that it was code for, "I'm unhappy and it's all your fault but you should know that without me telling you!"

So, after several years of that constant bullshit, he'd been on his own. He liked it that way and had had every intention of keeping that his status quo until the day he died. Then he'd done that thing he did every couple of years when he got an itch that could only be scratched in one way. He'd called his agent, Bernie Lawman, of the Lawman Clan-say what you will about hyenas eating their young, they made phenomenal agents-and said what he always said to the man during these calls over the years, "I'm bored." In less than three days, Bernie came back to Bo with offers from nearly every major hockey team in the American league, Russian league, and Asian league. The only team that pointedly refused to make an offer was the Alaskan Bears and that was because they didn't have to offer anyone anything. The entire team was made up of bears with two foxes as their centers. Just surviving a game against them was considered a win. But for Bo that was a little too easy. An entire team of bears was not exactly a challenge unless he was playing against them. And Bo needed challenges because when he got bored, he moved on.

Every offer involved a several-million-dollar signing bonus and perks that full-human sports stars could only dream of. His own seal farm was still his favorite, and he'd debated long and hard on that one. The deals were all fabulous, and he'd narrowed it down to the Hawaiian team-complete with his own untouched territory in the Antarctic during his off season, so he wouldn't have to sit around melting in the Hawaiian weather-and the Utah team-seal farm! While he debated, his agent had called.

"Didn't you say you wanted to go to New York to stop at that used bookstore?"

"Yeah. Figured I'd go next week sometime. Why?"

"Wanna go for free?"

Sure. Why not? Plus Bernie got to go and see his New York family on someone else's dime. That someone else turning out to be Ulrich Van Holtz. Round-trip flights on a private jet-although nothing beat the entertainment value of watching the horror of a full-human flight staff when they saw Bo heading their way with a suitcase-and one dinner meeting with Van Holtz at one of his family-owned and -managed restaurants.


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Beast Behaving Badly (Pride Stories Series #5) 4.6 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 444 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
You will enjoy make sure you read them in order!!
shirley_frances More than 1 year ago
Bo, a hybrid shifter, lives by his schedule. His focus is solely on his training and keeping his puck. Ten years ago, before he had found fame as "The Marauder", Blayne noticed him and ran away from him like her life depended on it. Years later these two meet again and develop a 'special' friendship. Special because Bo and Blayne are as different as night and day - physically and personality wise too. They seem to get along most of the time and learn to accept their differences somewhat to take it a step further. I'll be honest with you and admit that I read this book way back in January 2011. When I saw it available in NetGalley I immediately requested it because I wanted to see if I would still love it as much as I did back then, especially now that I'm reviewing books. I am glad to say that it did not disappoint then nor now! It seems that my standards have not changed much since then for this book had all the elements I love to find in a book - great characters, entertaining dialog and range in emotions. Of course it helped that the writing was filled with snarky humor, entertaining banter and that the secondary characters were a treat to read and added to the story as a whole. I appreciated the fact that Shelly Laurenston started Bo and Blayne's relationship as acquaintances rather than friends, because it really added to the development of their connection. As the story progressed and as the characters developed throughout the story I could better understand where each was coming from and how they could fit together. This ultimately helped in the believability that these two different personalities could be meshed at all and that the romance could develop. Although Bo was instantly attracted to Bo and Blayne admitted that he was a very handsome man their chemistry was slow in coming, but when they got together? WOW! It was everything I expected with some added humorous dialog that had me shedding tears I was laughing so hard. Part romance, part mystery and completely entertaining, Beast Behaving Badly is a funny, sexy and romantic read. Although it is the fifth book in the Pride series it can be read as a stand alone too since the author gives enough back story to let you understand what is happening without you having to read the previous books. However, it is my opinion that knowing the characters involved and their stories would add to your enjoyment of this book. I received this book from Kensington Books through NetGalley in exchange of my honest opinion.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love Shelly Laurenston's Pride series, but this is my favorite so far. Blayne and Bo are great together and the book is funny from start to finish. A hugely enteraining read.
Sailon More than 1 year ago
Blayne Thorpe is a plumber, a roller durby girl, and a wolf/dog hybrid shifter. She has a close group of friends and has a happy go lucky attitude. Most hybrids are distrusted and wolfdogs are considered one of the most unstable. She has an unexpected meeting with a 7’ polar bear/lion hybrid named Bo, he is a hockey star. Bo takes an unusual attraction to Blayne and so begins their highly unconventional friendship. Blayne decides she needs help with her Roller Durby training and she also decides that Bo needs her help becoming more people friendly.  Beast Behaving Badly is a hilarious, fun filled, easy read! This was one of those books you sit there with a smile plastered on your face and occasionally burst out laughing out loud. Quirky characters that you still connect with, an intriguing mystery and badger issues will keep you glued to the pages. You want to read something for complete enjoyment, Beast Behaving Badly is the perfect book. This ARC copy of Beast Behaving Badly was given to me by n exchange for a honest review. Publish Date March 4, 2013.
zgarza01 More than 1 year ago
Great story. Still making me laugh.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Were-dog Blayne Thorpe has all the skills to be a great roller derby player except she lacks bite; her aggression meter registers closer to zeta than alpha. Her team has written her off because she refuses to take off the heads of opponents. Thus they are about to release her. Hoping to ignite her internal flame, Blayne turns to New York Carnivores' polar bear-lion hybrid shifter Bo "The Marauder" Novikov, the hardest hitting most loathed player in the national shifter hockey league. She thought ten years ago he looked like a big serial killer and now he looks like an even bigger serial killer. The gentlest and toughest are attracted to one another, but her family rejects a non canine hybrid for her. With love as the flame to propel her, will the least assertive Were on the planet ignore her family's demands? This is a fun lighthearted frolic of two opposites on the shapeshifter scale falling in love. Filled with humor, fans will enjoy the were-dog with no bark and the seven foot plus polar bear-lion who needs no bark to cause the strongest to weep while finding love in Maine (home of the twice NCAA ice hockey champions University of Maine Black Bears). Beast Behaving Badly is an enjoyable amusing frolic Harriet Klausner
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
While all the books on the series are great and I have them all. There is something about this one that keeps me coming back to it. Their personalities so different but exactly what each other need. There are parts that are so funy and the story in general is so good. As always, as soon as I finish reading it again I have to start again on the first of the series and read one after the other. Great work. Please keep writing
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have read this book so many times. I didn't even know there were more. I love this book.
IheartRomanceBooks More than 1 year ago
Kudos to Ms. Laurenston for another highly entertaining story! All of the characters she creates are powerful, memorable, and down right hysterical! In this installment we have Blayne and Bo, a wolf-dog and bear-cat. One is completely logical and the other is flaky as hack! The combination had me laughing out loud many times. Between Blayne's sugar rushes and Bo' endless lists, I found myself having to put the book down so I could laugh without losing my place.! I've read and re-read all the books in this series countless times because, unlike other books, I keep finding them funny. Not only is there comedy and raunchiness, but you definitely fall in love with the characters themselves. Great addition to the series!
Anonymous 6 days ago
I so love Shelly Laurenston*s books. The pride series is one of my favs. Bo and Blayne*s story is a fun read and I just love how it was so zany and laugh-inducing. I couldn’t*t put it down and finished it in one go. Now onto the next great Shelly book!
Anonymous 6 months ago
tmommy4 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Another laugh out loud winner. Blayne and Bo are the funniest characters to date in this series. Can't wait to read the next one.
LadyIsis on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I love the wild dogs and all their craziness. However Blayne has them all beat. She would probably give me a headache if I had to be around her day in and day out. I have a great deal of sympathy for Dee Ann Smith. But she is a lovable character and she has a good heart. Bo was a tough nut to crack but he showed that he does have a heart. I really love that Ms. Laurnston continues to give us glimpses of the lives of characters from previous books. The birth of Jessie Ann's baby was a big plus. I can' recommend these books enough.
thewalkinggirl on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Professional hockey player and polar bear-lion hybrid Bo has had a crush on wolfdog plumber Blayne since they were in their teens. Ten (or so) years later when he realizes she's living in New York, he takes the opportunity to play for the New York Carnivores with the hope of pursuing her. Their actual interactions start after Blayne's best friend, Gwen, decides to bench Blayne from an upcoming roller derby game. Blayne asks Bo to coach her on how to be a vicious player who wins rather than a nice player who loses. Meanwhile, a gang of people who run brutal hybrid fights (think dog fights, but featuring hybrid shapeshifters) have targeted Blayne to be their next victim.It's hard to describe how fun this novel is with a summary description, but this book made me laugh a lot - if you've read Laurenston before, you know to expect hijinks, general mayhem, and (usually comic) drama with family and friends. If you've never read Laurenston before, all of her books are standalone, though many of the characters carry over between books.My one real complaint is that the woman shown on the cover is white. Blayne is clearly described as a black woman in the story. I doubt Laurenston had any say in the cover art, so I'm not blaming her, but boo hiss to Brava.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love all of her books!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved No and Blayne
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love, adore and treasure this series. Blayne is my favorite character for so many reasons. She is willing to help anyone who needs it, no matter what the cost is to herself. Almost nothing keeps her unhappy or angery for long, no matter how horrible it is (so I guess the counseling and anger management classes helped.) What I really love is that everyone who meets her loves her and feel very protective of her. They all think she is helpless and defenseless because she basically manipulates them into feeling that way. She acts like she could not and would not hurt a fly, yet between her knife skills and ability to cry at will, she is the absolutely last person who needs help protecting herself. Blayne manages to take down Bo several times and Eve, who is convinced she is an irritating, helpless tea cup poodle, who just stays alive because she has very good luck. Several even see her kill and know she is a wolf dog (who are considered unstable and dangerous in the shifter world.) Yet most still think she is helpless and needs to be protected. She is good! Blayne's relationship with her father is very interesting. When he is told that she was attacked, and he asks about identifying her body, I was seriously prepared to hate his guts, especially since Blayne thinks he would blame her for being attacked and would never come get her. The threat he makes to Niles is awesome and Niles reaction is hilarious because he is so superior most of the time. He put some serious heat on the investigation. Taking him very seriously. But by the end of the book, I realized he was actually a pretty amazing father. Not many fathers teach their daughter to kill if needed, and what to say afterwards to avoid being put down since everyone thinks wolf dogs are so dangerous and unstable. But the most amazing thing about him as a father, is that he knows and respects her enough to help her do what she feels is right, even though he probably does not agree and that it puts her in extreme danger. Books that can get me so into the story that I laugh, get angry with a character, and that makes worry about the characters, like they are real people who can be hurt, and that make me relieved and happy that everything works out great, is pure genius! I have read this book at least ten times and I still laugh, worry and feel relief. I have a library with thousands of books in it. This series is on my "amazing books that are able to make me laugh and forget my world" shelf. There are not many books on that shelf, so they are books I treasure. I am bedridden and in constant pain. This book is able to give me hours of being some place else. An amazingly wonderful place where shifters are real and I am not in pain. A place where bones snap back into place in a few hours or a fever causes you to heal in a few days. And the pain is over. Books that are able to do that are such magical gifts. Unfortunately, the cover is unbelievably wrong and pisses me off every time I read the book. Blayne is black. The woman on the cover is white. How does the author and the publisher miss that? It really takes away from the story and is just wrong! The story is strong enough for me to forget it, so I am still giving this book 5 stars. I would give in a hundred stars if that were an option. I want to say thank the author for giving the world and me this magic. I hope you read these reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love it when I have to stop reading to wipe my eye's from laughing so hard. Next book here I come.
tigerlilly_liz More than 1 year ago
~ 5 Beast Behaving Badly Stars ~ Beast Behaving Badly is book five in the Pride series by Shelly Laurenston. I absolutely love this series and its quirky fun loving characters. It can be read as a standalone, but this series is best read, at least the first time through in series order, so you can fall in love with all the characters and supporting characters that are introduced. I adored this book the first time and the second. This series is one I will always read again and again. It is funny, sexy and entertaining. The characters always have something funny to say, they have loads of fun together, and I just love the family feel. Family is so important to all these shifters. As for the story it’s fast paced and hilarious. Our Leads: Blayne, I love her. She is just crazy, all over the place, and constantly underestimated. Even her friends underestimate her. They have no idea what she is capable of. Bo, I just love him and his fox companions. He is so uptight, schedule oriented, and cranky. You would never expect him to joke, but he gives Blayne as good as he takes. Watching these two was so entertaining, as complete opposites attract. Beast Behaving Badly was a hilariously, fun, and entertaining read. I highly recommend this series. The characters are so infectious and fascinating.
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Romance, actions, n a lot of humor. Highly recommend it :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I absolutely loved this book! It literally had me laughing and smiling at really funny moments.
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Love Shelly Laurenstone and love this book. I've never read a bad book by this author and she always delivers! Funny as always but not sacrificing any heat.
emesscee More than 1 year ago
A great series. Each is tied to the previous ones. Love her writing style. Filled with adventure, romance, and humor. Can't wait to read the next.