Can I tame the beast?   Tate Goodman is sweet in a bumbling adorkable way, but something dangerous lurks inside him. Something desperate to get out.   This is my specialty. I’m a sixty-five-million-year-old Troodon shifter known as The Dino Whisperer, and Tate is my latest assignment. I’ve been alone for eons, and I no longer believe in love or happily ever after. So why am I distracted by Tate’s soulful brown eyes and shy smiles? And don’t get me started on those thick thighs. I want him to manhandle me. To unleash his beast so we can play. But others have wounded Tate and taken advantage of his sweet nature. Something I would never do.   We’ve barely started our training when a sassy pirate whisks us away to the lair of a dino crime-boss-wannabe. Tate has something he wants. Something that could change the dinosaur world forever.  

As a pirate, I usually cheer from the sidelines—with me popcorn—and enjoy the carnage. But this time, it’s personal. They’re after dino shifters, and I have to stop them.   Getting captured and strung up from the ceiling of an abandoned auto shop, unable to shift into my dino form, isn’t part of my plan.   Neither is coming face to face with me ex. Er…exes.   Jatel is a gentle giant who hates fighting, except apparently with me. He’s never forgiven me for our past, and yet, when pushed, he pretends we’re together to save my life.   Rad is a gorgeous, sparkly ninja. We hooked up months ago. Then I ghosted him. And for some reason, the guy’s still salty.   Having my exes fight over me would be invigorating…but there’s no fighting. Just a lot of complaining about me, secret keeping, and making out…with each other. And all while we’re scouring New Orleans for lost relics while trying to stay one step ahead of the enemy.   I’ve sworn to never again commit to one person, but what about two?

When a naked man with amnesia shows up at my door, I have the usual theories: alien, time-traveling assassin, lost tourist who partied too hard the night before.   This is New Orleans, so my money is on the last one.   What doesn’t make the list? Dinosaur shifter.   Something is hunting us so no time to dwell on how and why. Killian—not his real name, but Sexy Beast is a little too on the nose—is willing to take on the world for me. Which is a nice change since I’m usually to blame for everything. Just ask my mother or the New Orleans Police Department.   As we run for our lives and investigate a murder somehow connected to me, Killian’s memory returns. Turns out, time traveling assassin isn’t that far off.   Now I'm hiding out with a gorgeous beast of a man who may or may not want to kill me. And there’s only one bed.   Is this my worst nightmare or a fantasy come true?