King Outta Water by Julia Mills

Whether he’s up to his armpits in alligators or traipsing around the world, Rene Malveaux always protects his Queen.
A whole lotta dead Shifters and more on the way may not sound like the serenade for a love story to anyone else, but this is the Big Easy, Baby. And Rene’s always done everything the hard way. Undercover for the Dragon Protection Agency, this Guardsman, aka King ’cause his ego could fill the Superdome, is out to stop the body count from rising while protecting the love of his life…
whether she wants him to or not.
Pricilla DeClouette’s been a force to be reckoned with since she was knee-high to a grasshopper…thank the Heavens some things never change.

Bossy, stubborn, and hot as homemade sin, Cilla fell in love with his scaly behind when they were just kids. And, all this time later, not one damn thing has changed. Year after year, she resisted every wand-waving, fanged-tooth, fur-wearing Tom, Dick, and Hairy who dared to swagger to her door, just waitin’ for the day her Dragon would return.
Finally, he’s back and dammit it to hell if he don’t look good enough to eat. All she has to do is admit how she feels, then pray he can do the same. Bickerin’ and sassin’ hasn’t worked so far. Time for a new plan. Cilla’s more than ready for happily ever after with all the trimmings and might just be willing to swallow her pride to get it.

Sounds easy, right? After all, she’s the Voodoo Queen of the great state of Louisiana.
Yeah. Whatever. That and $7.50 will get her a Happy Hour Hurricane.

Better to focus on the shitstorm brewing in her own backyard than what Fate and Destiny have cooked up. Those two broads haven’t gotten it right so far. What makes Cilla think they will now? Time to take matters into her own hands. All she’s gotta do is find a few extra minutes between talking to the Spirits of the recently deceased and keepin’ her momma from hexin’ the whole damned town.

It’s ‘standing room only’ in the morgue with a Shifter war brewing just outside the door.
Love’s just gonna have to wait.
Ain’t no-body gonna burn down her city. Even if she has to call her Daddy the Demon to smite a few fur-covered asses.

Let the good times roll, the most explosive couple NOLA’s ever seen is finally back together. Let’s just pray they stay that way…and don’t kill each other in the process.