Unmated werewolves don't normally live past three hundred years old...and billionaire Jack MacGrath is cutting it close. Sure, he has almost everything-the respect of his peers, a mansion in San Francisco, a private jet, and fast cars. But without a mate, Jack's in trouble. Then he sees her. Gorgeous, proud...and his enemy.
Isabelle Connelly is good at hiding things from her father. Like her success as a painter, or the incredibly intense attraction she has to Jack MacGrath. After all, she's royalty and falling for anyone lesser-to say nothing of a rival pack-would be, er, unseemly. Now she must choose between her duty to her family and her pack...or her perfect fated mate.
Each book in the San Francisco Wolf Pack series is a standalone, full-length story that can be enjoyed out of order.
Book #1 The Werewolf Wears Prada
Book #2 Beauty and the Werewolf
Book #3 What a Werewolf Wants
About the Author
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kristin Miller writes sweet and sassy contemporary romance, romantic suspense, and steamy paranormal romance of all varieties. Kristin has degrees in psychology, English, and education, and taught high school and middle school English before crossing over to a career in writing. She lives in Northern California with her alpha male husband and their two children. You can usually nd her in the corner of a coffee shop, laptop in front of her and mocha in hand, using the guests around her as fuel for her next book.
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Beauty and the Werewolf
A San Francisco Wolf Pack Novel
By Kristin Miller, Candace Havens
Entangled Publishing, LLCCopyright © 2015 Kristin Miller
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Painting in the middle of the night wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
To the average non-shifter, it might've been the two-hundred-year-old werewolf howling at the full moon that spoiled things. He might've appeared frightening — the ridge of his back arching high as streams of golden moonlight glinted off the sharp points of his canines.
To Isabelle Connelly, it was the weather kinking her plans.
Gusts of winter wind whipped over the Cliffs of Moher and slammed into Isabelle, freezing her to the bone. She clutched her paintbrush tightly and swiped gently across the canvas to accent the slope of Neil's tail.
"If you don't stop twitching," she said, staring down her furry subject over the top ridge of her clipboard, "I swear to God I'll paint you with a chipmunk tail."
We've been out here for hours, and the weather's only getting worse, he said through the Irish Wolf Pack communication process of mind-speak. His voice, smooth in its lilt, hummed through her head. I'm freezing my arse off.
Toughen up, she projected back. At least you've got your coat to keep you warm.
Well, she had a trench coat on, but nothing blocked the wind like layers of fur. Isabelle knew firsthand. Being born to werewolf parents meant she could shift at whim — full moon or not. And although the pull of the moon tugged on something in her middle, urging her to shift into a wolf and join Neil, she resisted.
We should go before someone sees us, he said.
We'll be fine. She adjusted the portable LED light illuminating her palette. The tourists are long gone.
Even in human form, she could propel her thoughts into Neil's mind. He could block her if the urge struck him, but he'd be stupid to obstruct the mind-speak of the Alpha's only daughter.
Besides, she continued, standing back to admire her work, I'm almost finished.
Kinking her neck and narrowing her eyes, Isabelle focused on the dark-haired wolf, his hunched back and striking blue eyes set against the stunning backdrop of shadowed cliff and raging sea. She tapped her brush against the canvas, creating a haze of black fur around his tail.
A few more minutes. She dabbed the brush, whipping the tip to give Neil's tail a stronger emphasis. The fear of being caught out here is part of the thrill. She stood back after a final stroke. Okay.You can give it a look.
Thank God. Neil bounded away from the rocky ledge of the cliff. He gave a full body shake as he approached her side and set his gaze on the painting. It's amazing, Isabelle. My mum is going to love this.
I'm glad, she thought, and swiped her hands on her painting pants. She's been so kind to me over the years, it's the least I could do.
Neil's mother had worked in Connelly Castle as one of the serving maids when Isabelle was young. Mary had been the only female figure in Isabelle's life — all 107 years of it. Since Neil was Mary's only son, he'd grown up in the castle, too, and had become more like a brother than a friend.
He looked up at her with wide wolf eyes. You sure you don't want me showing it to Mr. Connelly?
"No." Her voice broke the silence of the night. "My dad doesn't want anything to do with my art."
She may've been little Isabelle Connelly to her father, but she was Bella Nolan to the art world. Her paintings of werewolves in majestic settings had been sold worldwide, sometimes for hundreds of thousands of dollars. There weren't many who knew the truth.
But you've got a magic touch with those paintings of yours. You're a rising star in London. He padded his paws around the dirt. Probably America, too. Wouldn't Mr. Connelly like to know before he —
"I'm working up the nerve to show him," she interrupted, removing the canvas from the board. "But I want to do it on my terms, and in my own time."
Neil didn't know, but she'd already set in motion the plan to reveal the truth to her disapproving father. She'd spent the last year hunting down her paintings from all over the globe. She'd tracked the auction circuit, noting buyers' addresses, and making them offers they couldn't refuse.
Money wasn't a problem.
Not when time was slipping through her fingers. She didn't have long to show her father what she'd accomplished with her art. He'd been sick for a little more than a year; a rare form of cancer that affected only werewolves had spread from his lungs to his lymph nodes. Wolf pack doctors had given him less than two years to live, though they couldn't know for certain how long he really had left.
Grief trickled into her heart and summoned tears to her eyes as she slipped the canvas into her bag. Even though it'd been a year since her father's diagnosis, the pain stung as strongly as it had the first day.
Her father had told her the sickness was a blessing: every werewolf had to die when its time came, but this way, they could experience every moment as if it were their last. Their days would be lively and bright, heightened by the imminent loss. He'd told her to tie up loose ends. Say what needed to be said before his final breath.
Before he was gone.
But there was still one thing left undone, one thing she couldn't say. More than anything, she wanted her father to see all of her artwork together, in one place, before he closed his eyes and succumbed to the eternal sleep.
Maybe then, when all thirty pieces were together again, he would understand the depth of her passion, the fire in her heart, and the talent in her hand. The world had embraced her paintings, even if they didn't have a clue werewolves existed. Why couldn't her father, the Alpha of their Irish Wolf Pack, embrace them — and her — too?
But you might not have much time left, Neil projected. My mum says it's getting worse by the day.
"I know." Fighting back tears, she scrawled her pseudonym on the bottom right hand corner of the picture, the way she always did. Large B, illegible "ella." Long, swooping legs of the N, scribbly "olan." "I've spent the entire year rounding up my paintings. I'm storing them in Dublin, in a room at the National Gallery of Ireland. I don't have them all yet, but I'm close."
When you're ready, let me know, and I'll have my mum drop this one off, too.
"Thanks, Neil. That means a lot."
Neil huffed in approval as puffs of condensation rose in front of his face. How many Bella Nolan pieces are still in the wild?
"Twelve, I think." She gathered up her painting supplies and tried not to think about how long it would take her to find the last few pieces of art. "Well, thirteen, if you count the first painting I did of my father. But that one is long gone now."
What happened to —
Her phone bleeped from her bag, interrupting him, thank goodness. She didn't want to delve into what happened with her first painting. How could she explain the story, yet hide the pain? Her father had said painting was a waste of time. An Alpha's daughter should spend her days and nights studying tradition and pack policy. How could she express the shame she'd felt when her father flung her precious first piece of art into the hearth?
It hadn't been lit when he'd chucked it, but after she'd left his den crying, she'd heard his order for the fires to be lit. She'd felt the warmth spread through their mansion outside the city. The sharp, shameful burn of disgrace smoldered deep in her heart, even now.
Her phone bleeped again, silencing the thoughts of her father's disapproval. She yanked the cell out of her supply bag and read the text as it flashed over her screen: Found another Bella Nolan piece in San Francisco: Werewolf in Venice.
"Thank God." Jolts of elation shot through her. "Finally found you."
Werewolf in Venice had always been one of her favorites. She'd painted it fifteen years ago on her third trip to Italy. She could still remember the fluid lines of the water, the fanciful stone dwellings, and the sleek form of the gray werewolf as it stood proudly in the center of the bridge over Rio di Palazzo.
She read the next text as it popped up: Up for auction next Saturday, 10:00 a.m. McDougal's Auction House in San Francisco.
She wouldn't have to mess with a buyer or collector, offer a price, and negotiate until she was blue in the face.
No, this would be easy.
Werewolf in Venice was about to come home.
Deep inside her, something tugged.
Her father had always loved Venice. It was where he took her mum for their final anniversary before her death. She couldn't wait to see her father's face light up when he set his eyes on all her work displayed in one place. In Dublin. Their hometown.
"I hate to cut this short, Neil," Isabelle said, gathering the last of her things. "But I've got a plane to catch to San Francisco."
Sounds like a good time, Neil projected, nudging the bag of brushes closer to her foot. Just make sure you don't leave your heart there.
"What does that mean?" She turned to him.
You know, like the song. His big, furry head swung from side to side. I left my heart, in San ... Fran ... Cisco.
"Just so you know, Neil," she said, slinging her bag over her shoulder, "You don't sing any better as a wolf. Still tone-deaf."
He bumped her playfully, and she laughed.
Where will you stay? He rested on his back haunches. The San Francisco Wolf Pack doesn't welcome us anymore. Not after your father's last visit with the late Mr. MacGrath.
"I know," she said, thinking about the bad blood between the MacGraths and the Connellys. "But I'm not worried about it. I doubt I'll run into anyone from that family, actually. I'm going to get my painting back, and get home as quickly as possible."
Nothing was going to stop her.CHAPTER 2
Saturday morning, as Isabelle strode through the front door of McDougal's in downtown San Francisco, she was handed a pamphlet of the day's artwork. Scanning through the listing, she spotted her piece. The air caught in her throat as she skipped up the marble front steps. She passed large pots crammed with bamboo stalks and towering sculptures of samurai warriors. Folding up the pamphlet, Isabelle shoved it in her purse and strode into the auction room.
The hall was immaculately clean and crowded with people. Her stomach fluttered with happy nerves, and her heart raced in anticipation.
Today was going to be a great day.
After being assigned a paddle, she slid into a seat at the back of the auction hall. Two men brought out each beautifully mastered work. The history of the piece was read, along with a brief summary of which collections it'd been featured in. Whispers spread through the crowd before everyone went quiet and let their paddles do the talking.
"We're going to take a brief intermission before the next painting, Werewolf in Venice," the auctioneer said, his voice flat. But it wasn't the tone of his voice that had Isabelle searching the features of the old man's face. It was the Irish brogue. "Everyone, take ten."
He marched down the center aisle and slid into the seat next to her as if he'd planned the intermission for the very reason.
"You look at me strange, Isabelle, as if you don't recognize me. I'm Colin O'Hare." He extended his hand. "It's been years since I've rested my hat in Dublin, but I didn't think my beard had gone that gray."
Recognition hit her, and she gasped.
Colin had been a member of their pack for two hundred years before venturing out on his own. Rumors hit Dublin that he'd gone to California, but no one had said anything about his work in the auction circuit.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you." She shook his hand. It was warm and calloused, like worn leather. "I didn't know you worked for McDougal's." Might've made her task of tracking down her lost art an easier one. "How've you been?"
"Well, thank you." He leaned in close and whispered, "How's your father holdin' up?"
She sighed as despair weighed heavy on her shoulders. "Good as can be, I guess. Did you hear he's fighting cancer?"
"Aye." Colin nodded, and the lights shone off the bald patch on the top of his head. "Let me tell you, lass, if any man can win that battle, it's Gerard Connelly. I've never met a man with so much fire." He tapped her chin gently, as a father would do to a child. "That fire is in you as well."
Something inside her softened, and she ached to change the subject before she broke completely. "I'm here to bid on Werewolf in Venice," she said as nonchalantly as she could. "I hear it's beautiful."
"You're a fan of Bella Nolan, are ya?"
She nodded slowly and averted her gaze to the seat back in front of her. "I suppose you could say I am."
"That piece is mighty fine. Sold last year in London for three and a quarter."
She swelled with pride, but kept the emotion on lockdown. Colin didn't have a clue she was the artist. Or, rather, if he did, he hadn't let on.
She'd probably have to pay more than four hundred thousand to get it back. Between the earnings from her work and the savings in the Connelly vault, she could afford a solid bid, thank goodness.
"I'd love to sit an' chat with you, dear, but I've got to be gettin' back." He took her hand, flipped it over, and kissed her knuckles. "It was lovely to see you. Send my love to your father, and the rest of the pack."
Her heart warmed. "I will."
As he returned to the podium at the front, Isabelle sensed someone watching her. She scanned the room, over unfamiliar faces from one side and back again. Sniffing softly, she used her heightened sense of smell to detect anything out of the ordinary. She could pick up extreme emotions: fury and fear, love and happiness. Happiness — a sweet and rosy scent — tingled her nose, masking every other scent in the room.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
"The next piece is Werewolf in Venice by Bella Nolan," Colin announced as the piece was escorted to the stage. "It's a stunning piece of Gothic realism."
He detailed every gallery her art had been featured in, every collection where it'd been shown over the last few years. Awareness heated Isabelle's cheeks and made the rest of his words fuzzy in her ears. It always happened this way when someone spoke fondly of her work.
"Let's start the bidding at two hundred thousand."
She flushed hot as a paddle went up, directly across the aisle from her.
Good God, that man — scratch that ... she sniffed and picked up a familiar scent — that werewolf, was gorgeous. Midnight black hair cut close to his head on the sides and longer on top. Big brown eyes. Strong nose. A layer of stubble covering his wide jaw. Black suit and tie. One foot kicked up and resting over the opposite leg.
He gave off a vibe of dominance mixed with cool and composed nobleness.
He lifted his paddle again as the bid jumped to two hundred fifty thousand. He didn't hesitate. Not once. Not even when the price rose to five and a quarter.
Flattery struck her, but she quickly dismissed it. No matter how good it felt knowing the total hottie wanted to have her picture, she couldn't — wouldn't — let it go.
"Six hundred thousand to Mr. MacGrath," Colin said. "Any other bids?"
Isabelle's gaze snapped to the Greek god.
Oh, she had his number now.
He may've been sexy as hell, but he was a snake. Evil to the core. Just like every other MacGrath in their nasty family line.
She lifted her chin defiantly and raised her paddle.
Jack refused to be outbid. He'd been waiting for Werewolf in Venice to come up for auction again so he could acquire it and add it to his collection of Bella Nolan work.
He was inexplicably drawn to Nolan's paintings. They were breathtaking. She brilliantly weaved the majestic form of the werewolf into the natural cityscape behind it. It was the stroke of her brush over the wolves in the painting — gentle and soft — against the gritty textures in the background that had captivated him.
When he studied Nolan's artwork, a rush of something hot streaked through him. It was akin to a surge of adrenaline. He couldn't explain the feeling, and had given up trying to figure it out.
He had eleven Bella Nolan paintings.
Werewolf in Venice would make twelve.
And he wasn't about to be outbid by the tiny little pixie sitting in the row across from him. She had dark hair that dropped past her shoulders and curled up at the ends. Bright green eyes lined with thick lashes. Freckles covering her plump cheeks. She was a werewolf — he could tell by the sweet and spicy smell of her — but she wasn't from the San Francisco Wolf Pack.
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Since I AM A RETIRED ART TEACHER this novel hit home so passionately for her art. Excellent courtship though short, but ended great!
Title: Beauty and the Werewolf - San Francisco Pack 2 Author: Kristen Miller Published: 8-25-2015 Publisher: Entangled Publishing LLC/Entangled Covet Pages: 220 Genre: Paranormal Romance Sub Genre: Sci Fi & Fantasy; Shifters; Werewolves; Series ISBN: 9781633753068 ASIN: B0122RZM4W Reviewer: DelAnne Reviewed For: NetGalley My Rating: 4 1/2 Stars . As an unmated werewolf over three hundred years old, Jack MacGrath knows he does not have long to live. To help him sustain himself he is told to keep his adrenaline up, which is not as easy as it sounds. His interest in the paintings by unknown artist Bella Nolan. He hears of a new painting goes to the auction to buy the painting to add to his collection and gets into a bidding war with Isabelle Connelly, daughter of a rival Irish Pack and destined to be the new alpha when her father dies from the cancer ravaging his body. Isabelle tells Jack she is Bella and wants the paintings to show her dying father, Jack knows she is his Luminary (fated mate) and strikes a deal. Stay with him for a few days, go out on a date and get to know him. If she still feels she cannot be his mate she may go and take the paintings with her. With the feud between their packs Isabelle reluctantly agrees. Jack knows his very life is on the line and is willing to risk it all to have Isabelle. Fast paced with issues we all face, being sure the one we find desirable is "THE ONE" having our parents' approval and honoring them and their traditions. Beauty and the Werewolf has a premise similar to Romeo and Juliet, the MacGraths and the Connellys have a long-standing feud with each being mortal enemies. The question is will the feud have the same Shakespearian tragic ending. Once you begin reading you will not want to put this book down. The truth is there is very little to tie Beauty and the Werewolf and The Werewolf Wears Prada together other than the fact they are members of the same San Francisco Pack, but if have ere read any of Kristen Miller's books you know her humorous and descriptive style will bring you into the story and hold you until the last page. If you have not read any of her books before you are in for a treat. Her characters and plots are well developed and her plots are thought out and interesting. For those who are new to this series do not be discouraged as Beauty and the Werewolf can easily be read as a stand-alone book, but you will find yourself looking for The Werewolf Wears Prada because you will not want to leave the world of the San Francisco Pack. Not to mention there is the Seattle Pack to enjoy as well. My rating is 4 1/2 out of 5 stars.
Beauty and the Werewolf
This was absolutely and completely my favorite Kristin Miller werewolf book yet. I really liked all her Seattle Pack books and the first San Francisco pack book was really good too. But this one was perfect and has tunnelled its way into my heart forever. For anyone who loves the story of “Beauty and the Beast” this book is perfect. It has the dutiful daughter (our Beauty), who has a will of her own and has defied her Alpha father in many ways except cannot and will not marry someone he disapproves of. And our Beast is a werewolf as well; a man who is the last in a long line of manipulative and deceitful men who took advantage of any wolves and humans they could to make a profit or get ahead. The last of a clan despised by our Beauty, her father and their whole clan, as they were raised on stories of the evil MacGrath clan. Isabelle already struggles with keeping the truth of her artistic side and success from her father. So how does she tell him that she is the Fated Mate and lover of the last of the MacGrath clan? And more importantly, that she has fallen in love with Jack & wants her Father’s blessing to marry Jack and bring him in to their clan? You will have to read this great book to find out!
I have enjoyed every one of Kristin Miller’s Wolf Pack books and this one was no exception. This was a quick, fun read that was hard to put down and had me once again laughing at the snarky dialogue and colorful, sometimes over the top characters I’ve come to expect from the author. When a family feud gets in the way of fated mates, this enemies to lovers story quickly becomes a race for time for everyone involved. This is a fast paced read, but not rushed. I love the world that has been created for the Wolf Pack, and enjoy the lore and traditions associated with packs. I just loved Jack. He’s nearing the end of his life and has given up on finding his fated mate, the one person who could extend his life. He’s been living on borrowed time, going from one adrenaline rush to the next to keep his body working. The only solace he finds is in the paintings he has been collecting by painter Bella Nolan…they somehow soothe him and give him peace. When he ends up in a bidding war with Isabelle Connelly for one of those paintings, his life goes from just existing to trying to figure out how to keep Isabelle around…one touch and he knew she was his fated mate. I wasn’t a big fan of Isabelle at first, she started off so cold, but once I got to understand the pressures she has faced being the heir apparent to her pack, I understood her actions. She’s only ever wanted her father’s love and acceptance of her passion – her painting, which she has been forced to do under a pseudonym, Bella Nolan. When her quest to gain that acceptance brings her in contact with Jack MacGrath, from the MacGrath clan her family has been feuding with for centuries, she now must decide between her pack and her fated mate if she can’t get her father to see past the feud. Although at first she won’t admit to being fated mates, Isabelle definitely feels an attraction to Jack and can’t help falling for him and his adrenaline junkie antics. As the story goes on I really start to like Isabelle and feel for the predicament she is in. I didn’t really care for Isabelle’s father or the members of her pack. They were so blinded by the feud they couldn’t see past it to acknowledge the importance of a fated mate. They certainly played their part well in creating roadblocks for Isabelle and Jack, but through their actions you really got to see just how wonderful Jack was. Overall, this was a fun read that was hard to put down. With a bit of angst and drama, some steam and heat, and a healthy dose of the Miller snark which results in some awesome dialogue, this is definitely one to put on your TBR list. I received this book from NetGalley via the publisher for an honest review.
You know sometimes when a mood strikes and all you want to read is a quick, fun romance? Well, I was totally hankering for that when I picked up Beauty and the Werewolf, and it really hit the spot. Sweet romance, only a little bit of drama, and two characters meant to be together. Sigh. Isabelle is the only child of the Irish wolf pack and fated to be the alpha…and soon. Her dad is dying and before he takes his last breath, she’s determined to earn his approval. Her passion is painting, and while she’s a master at it, it’s a side of her dear old dad discouraged from the get-go. So she adopted an alias and pursued her art in secret, which turned out to be a lucrative venture. Her goal is to track down all her masterpieces (werewolves in various settings), buy them, and put them on display so her father might see at last that painting is a part of who she is and won’t affect her ability to lead the pack when he’s gone. It just so happens Jack is a devoted admirer of Isabelle’s work and isn’t about to let her outbid him for one of her masterpieces. Fun fact about Jack: he’s dying. In this particular werewolf world, if a werewolf doesn’t find his mate within a certain time, he’ll kick the can, and that’s exactly where Jack is. He’s been surviving on adrenaline rushes, which apparently keeps the ol’ werewolf ticker going, but the moment he touches Isabelle, he knows she’s the one. Unfortunately, Isabelle isn’t so easily convinced. Worse than that, Jack is from the San Francisco McGrath pack, basically the dirtbag werewolves the Ireland pack loves to hate. I liked both Isabelle and Jack. Isabelle didn’t hold on to her prejudices too long, and Jack was totally straight up that he wanted Isabelle, yet he wasn’t pushy about it. He’d spent his life doing everything he could to ditch the stigma of the McGrath name, and he was a total gentleman. Gentlewolf? They were a good match and both just really decent people who needed to be together. If you’re looking for a speedy, sweet yet steamy, fated werewolf read, Beauty and the Werewolf is the one to pick up.
Before her father dies, Isabelle Connelly wants to show him all her paintings and maybe he'll accept her passion for creating art. She's bought back all but 12 of her paintings. She travels to San Francisco for an auction that includes one of them and gets into a bidding war with Jack MacGrath. Her whole life she's heard of the feud between the Connellys and the MacGraths. Who knew life could be so cruel as to make them fated mates. Every time Jack had dizzy spells, blackouts or shaking spells, I held my breath. He waited so long for her and she didn't want him. All she cared about was getting her father's approval. And Neil? I was starting to think that he wanted her for himself. This is a great werewolf story full of tradition, acceptance (in more ways than one) and romance. A very enjoyable read! Received a copy via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. I was not compensated for my review. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinion expressed is my own.
**I received an ARC of this story in exchange for an honest review** Isabelle Connelly was 107yrs old. She was trying to paint at the Cliffs of Moher. She was a werewolf that could shift at whim and the alpha's only daughter. Neil was like a brother to Isabelle. He was with her when she was trying to paint him as a wolf. She was Bella Nolan to the art world. Her dad had a rare form of cancer. The doctors gave him 2 yrs and it had already been a year. She had been gathering all of her paintings to show her dad at one time before he died. She believed she still had 12 left to find and purchase. There was bad blood between the MacGraths and the Connellys. The San Fransisco wolf pack no longer welcomed Isabelle's wolf pack. She had to go to San Fransisco to get one of her paintings. Jack MacGrath was bidding on her painting. She was determined he wouldn't get it. Later on, Isabelle learned he had all of her other paintings. Jack was 320yrs old. He didn't really have long to live as he had never found his mate to bond with. If he found her, he'd have another 700 years. When shaking hands with Isabelle, he realized she was his mate. Isabelle was a good person. She loved her family and pack. She was artistic and talented and was obedient to her father's rule. She could be strong and determined when needed be. I loved her character. Jack was nothing if not determined. He was smart and a loner, but he truly cared about his few friends. He was almost to the point of giving up, but then he met his mate. I rooted both of these character one. They were awesome. I loved the plot and overall story. I highly recommend.
Beauty and the Beast..Full of romance and Action. Great Paranormal Read Billionaire Jack MacGrath has everything he could ever want—but his fated mate. He is a 320 yrs old, a loner wolf and he doesn’t interact with must of anyone. Now Isabelle Connelly is from his enemy’s pack & she is a painter and she has been so good at making sure to hide her success from her Alpha father that now he is dying from a form of cancer that is killing him, she is buying up all her paintings to show him how good she is at her art and get him to approve of what she does and get him to give his blessings. She finds out that Jack holds a piece of hers that she needs and she goes to him, hoping he will give/sell it back to her. He realizes she is his mate and she too comes to realize that he is her mate but their packs are enemies. She will not mate with him without her father’s permission even though her soul calls out to him----There lies the problem in the story. There is several twists and turns in this story in regards to the packs MacGraths and Connellys and the love story of Jack and Isabelle. The ending was great and I cant wait for book 3. Isabelle is spicy, fiery , and totally in love with Jack but at times conflicted. Her loyally to her pack is commendable and her love to Jack is as well. It left her torn which gave great conflict. Jack made a perfect ALPHA for this story—he found his mate after 320 years and she was from an enemy pack. He was strong, at times sneaky and very dominate when it came to his mate. I loved this story and cant wait to read book 3 in this series. **A gifted copy was provided by the publisher for my honest review**** My rating: 4.0 stars ****
Rating: 4.5/5 I'm loving Entangled's Covet new release, Beauty and the Werewolf was such a great book to read. Not only was it a page-turner, but it was also filled with romance and a little travel adventure. Isabelle Connelly comes from a royal wolf clan that has been known for not liking the San Francisco clan. So when she decides to travel to San Francisco to collect a very special painting, she didn't know that the stranger who ended up winning the bidding for the painting was non other than Jack MacGrath, her father's enemy. Yet knowing that she can't go home without the painting, she decides to go on a date with Jack only to have him tell her that she is his mate. You can already guess what happens when he tells her that, she doesn't accept the fact that he could be his mate, but at the end Jack stricks a deal with Isabelle. Stay with him for a couple days to see if her wolf feels what he is feeling for her and if she still wants to leave she can take the paintings that she wants. With no other choice, but to accept his offer, Isabelle stays with him only to discover even more secrets about the billionaire who calls himself her mate. After living for three hundred years, Jack MacGrath knows that his time is almost up if he doesn't find a mate soon. Though he has accomplished a lot in his life time, he hasn't found the mate that he needs to keep him alive longer. He is told to do things to keep his adrenaline to a high, so he does, and collecting paintings from a famous yet mysterious painter made him feel different, almost better. So when he finds out that there is a painting up for auction, he bids on the painting only to have a very angry yet beautiful women willing to double the money for the painting. Soon he is intrigued to get to know her and quickly finds out that she is indeed his mate. Now he has do to anything in his power to convince her to stay with him or it will be too late for him. I really enjoyed reading this book, there were a couple twists and turns that I enjoyed reading about. The only issue that I had with the book, which it didn't affect my overall reading experience that much, was how quickly we jump from one thing to another. The pacing was a bit fast for me, but I still liked the story plot. Isabelle has always wanted to make her father proud, as the next alpha of the pack, she needs to keep her pack's safety at heart at all times. Risking being with someone from an enemy pack is not only going to look bad on her, but also her father is never going to forgive her. So when she meets Jack, she can't accept what he tells her, yet she is willing to be with him for a couple of days. As the two start to get to know each other, and reveal their secrets, the more she feels for him. On the other hand, it does take her a very long time to finally accept that he was made for her. Jack is your typical billionaire, he has the jet and fast cars. But his personality is sweet and caring, which is definitely swoon worthy. When he finds out that Isabelle's father is not going to let her be with him, he has to make a pretty tough decision at the end that could either hurt them or help them be together. Overall, I enjoyed reading Beauty and the Werewolf, it was a good book. I especially liked the ending, it just tied everything together nicely. I highly recommend it. :) ***ARC provided by Entangled Publishing (Covet) through NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.***
This was a very enjoyable shifter romance with a unique storyline. I liked that Isabelle was an accomplished artist and used her talents to paint werewolves, not shying away from her heritage. She has a legacy to carry on as the alpha in waiting for her pack, a responsibility that she doesn't take lightly. When she falls in love with Jack, it's a disaster, as he comes from a pack that has a very poor reputation (which he is trying to fix) and one her father won't approve of. Jack is dying, and needs Isabelle to bond with him to save his life, but he is loyal and unselfish and won't do anything that will cause her harm. Both characters were interesting and had a great sexual tension between them, resulting in some steamy love scenes. The world building was light but appropriate to the plot. It was a quick and entertaining read. 4 stars.
This amazing book is a cross between Beauty and the Beast and Romeo and Juliet. I love both those stories so mixing the two and adding a dash of paranormal was shear genius in my opinion. I truly loved this story.
I loved this book. It had such a warm, heartful read to it. It is hard to explain in words, but it was a very smooth, loving, selfless type of story. Jack was just an amazing character who after meeting Isabelle, wanted nothing more than for her to be with him and to make her happy. The two were drawn to each other. I loved the things he would do to entice her to spend more time with him. And his car, oh momma, it is my favorite! And he let her drive, that alone endeared him to me more - ha ha! Isabelle was a beautiful woman drawn to a man but torn into getting her father's blessing and approval. Both Isabelle and Jack were selfless and held the ones they love in such a high manner. Romantic feel to this book throughout the entire story. I received this book in exchange for an honest review the publisher.
Isabelle Connelly, heir to the Irish Wolf Pack, is secretly a famous painter of werewolves. Her father, the alpha, is dying. Before he passes, she wants his appreciation and blessing. To that end, she's collecting all her paintings to display for him. She travels to San Francsico to buy one of her paintings At the auction, she bids against billionaire werewolf Jack MacGrath. The MacGrath family has traditionally been enemies of the Connellys. But is Jack a thief like the rest of his relatives? Jack is over 300 years old. If he doesn't find his fated mate, his Luminary, he's going to die. He already has the symptoms. When Jack and Isabelle touch, he discovers that she's his Luminary. But there's no way she could ever convince her father to give her his blessing to mate with a MacGrath. And she's too dedicated to the welfare of her pack to go against his will. It's an impossible situation. ... Kristin Milller has written yet another entertaining addition to her werewolf series. Jack is sexy and deliciously rich. Isabelle is kindhearted if stubborn. There's adventure, fun, good conflict, suspense, a surprise, and emotional depth to the story. Enjoy! ARC provided by publisher in exchange for an honest review.
This was a great adult paranormal romance. I've read this author before, so I knew this book would be a good story. The main character is a spitfire dealing with big problems in her life. There are impossible choices for her to make in addition to completing the quest she set out for herself. The two biggest problems? Her family hates the MacGrath family with a passion. The other problem? Jack MacGrath has the very items she needs to finish her project. Through a series of unexpected plot twists, this book made for an interesting read. I enjoyed the author's writing style and I'm a sucker for a good werewolf book. Is love or duty more important? When only one choice is available, which would you choose? This book gets five glittery stars for being a fun read with a sassy Irish wolf and a recluse hiding in San Francisco!
A Tale of Two Werewolves 3.5 Stars In this 2nd book of the San Francisco Wolf Pack series, Jack MacGrath is living on borrowed time as he has not found his fated mate while struggling to eke out every bit of strength left. He has already passed the use by date for most werewolves by 20 years and so is quite desperate to find the one person who can extend his life. Isabelle Connolly is about to loose her father who is Alpha of their pack in Ireland. She is on a quest as well to recover her paintings done under a fake name to show her father before it is too late. Once he touches Isabelle, Jack quickly recognizes who she is to him; however, she takes some convincing plus their packs have been enemies for centuries. Jack and Isabelle are likable enough characters, but I did not enjoy this book as much as the first one, The Werewolf Wear Prada, or the Seattle Wolf Pack series. The others just seemed to have better plots and more interesting characters. Fans of Kristin Miller who liked her other books will probably want to read this one to keep current with the series.
More like Romeo & Juliet than Beauty and the Beast. Werewolf Jack MacGrath is feeling the effects of being unmated. He is dying and finds his fated mate just in time but will Isabelle Connelly allow it to happen. Her father is dying and Isabelle Connelly is trying to connect with her father. All her life she has known she would be the next alpha and has been told that the MacGrath family is no good. How is she to reconcile that with the feelings she has for Jack? I really liked Isabelle. She is smart and sassy and put into a no win situation. Who should she choose past or future? It is a fun ride watching her choose. Complimentary copy provided by author/publisher for an honest review.
It was a fun read. I liked the story line and all the characters. Story flows smoothly and its hard to put it down once you started. There are many humorous scenes as well as romantic ones. It depicts struggles of a woman who is desperate to get her father's approval, and he is very difficult man to please. On the other hand there is Jack, he is fighting to stay alive, unless he finds one person he can bond with. For him Isabelle is the "fated one". Now he must convince her to choose him over her father and her clan... For paranormal lovers this book is a real treat. I enjoyed reading it and will recommend to my reader friends.
Beauty and the Werewolf is just awesome! I really enjoyed the well-written world Kristin Miller imagined. I was rooting for Jack. I don't agree with some of Isabelle's decisions that she made. Unfortunately, I can't mention her bad decisions without giving away the story. Will Jack be able to forgive her mistakes? The story had everything I could wish for in it. The story flowed well with enough heat to make you think things and that Jack and Isabelle would be dynamite in bed. There was enough conflicts and or suspense in it to keep me hanging. The characters had realistic personalities and that made the dialogues interesting. I gave Beauty and the Werewolf 4.5 stars! I finished Beauty and the Werewolf, San Francisco Wolf Pack Series by Kristin Miller in the early morning. You'll just have to read the novel to find out what happens next, and the HEA. I highly recommend this author. I will buy books from Kristin Miller in the future. The full review can be found on the below URL: https://www.nightowlreviews.com/v5/Reviews/Deba-reviews-Beauty-And-The-Werewolf-by-Kristin-Miller DebA Copyright Night Owl Reviews
Isabelle Connelly, from the Irish Wolf Pack, has hidden form her father Gerard that she is an artist who goes by the name of Bella Nolan. Gerard Connelly didn’t think her daughter should indulge in frivolous pastimes as she is destined to become Alpha after his passing, and he has always frowned on her artistic passion. Unfortunately Gerard is deathly ill, and Isabelle has decided before it’s too late to gather all her paintings and show them all to her father. She hears of an auction in San Francisco where one of her paintings will be up for grabs, and she flies from Dublin to America. What she didn’t know was that Jack MacGrath would also try to buy the same painting. The MacGraths and the Connellys have been enemies for centuries because of some Connellys’ shady dealings over the years. Jack MacGrath is dying. He’s past the 300 years’ limit for a werewolf to be without his life mate, and all the money in the world can’t change that. Until he sees Isabelle; he knows right away that she is the one, but Isabelle doesn’t seem to feel it… BEAUTY AND THE WEREWOLF is the second instalment of the San Francisco Wolf Pack, and can definitely be read as a standalone. Ms. Miller crafts another lovely romance, lighter on the paranormal in certain ways this time although Jack’s issue is pivotal to the plot. The author innovates again on the theme of the life mate, and it could have been creepy, Jack could have pressed Isabelle, but this is not how Ms. Miller works, thank goodness! The characters are engaging, the romance is entirely believable, and it is heart-wrenching to experience Jack’s ordeal, and issues are resolved logically. Kristin Miller has penned another fine paranormal romance! I received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.