Celestial Falls Series Bundle Hardcover

This boxset includes all five Celestial Falls books. These previously published stories are now available together in this one collection.

Cupcakes & Brimstone

The curvy, little, human baker is too sweet for me but that doesn’t matter. I want a taste.

The bad boy dragon meets the good girl human. It’s a match made in heaven or maybe hell.

Honey & Growls

A tiger, a wolf and a dragon walk into a bar. This isn’t the beginning of a joke, it’s the start of my evening.

Meeting her changes everything. The curvy little spitfire is on a mission to bring me to my knees and my bear is ready to roll over and beg for more.

Hexes & Howls

When magic goes awry, fairytales come to life.

The beautiful, curvy witch’s spell goes astray and snares the big, bad wolf.

Whiskers & Wings

It’s true. I’m Cupid. You know the God of Love.

When the Fates turn on me, I find myself in the love hot seat. Too bad, my curvy cougar mate doesn’t feel the same way.

Glitz & Grumbles

The Hollywood superstar falls for her bodyguard. Cliche, Right?

Molly Kinley is curvy, sweetness and light. She’s also my mate. Before I’m able to win her over things go wrong and I lose my chance.


If you like over-the-top, paranormal romance with a little bit of humor, and tiny amount of drama this short romance collection is perfect for you. Like all Loni Ree books, the drama is light and the romance is fast.

The swinging door at the back of the bakery leading to the kitchen flies open, and a bundle of energy rushes through it. The deafening sound of my dragon roaring fills my mind as the curvy little human bowls me over. What in the ever-loving fuck is happening to me?
“I have another batch of Key Lime and Cookie Dough cupcakes ready.” She holds up a huge tray and smiles at the witch. She breezes past me, and the delicious scent that’s been teasing me hits me hard. I’m unable to stop myself from staring at her perfect, curvy ass as she leans down to place the tray in the display case. The beauty stands and spins around, giving me an eyeful of the tops of her luscious tits peeking out of her pink summer sweater, and my human side groans. As the stunning redhead steps closer to me, I suck in a huge breath of air, and her sugary, sweet scent fills every molecule in my body. There’s no stopping the sizzling bolts of electricity that light my blood.
“Mine,” screams through my mind as my dragon lays eternal claim to our mate. All the crazy coincidences suddenly make sense. Holy shit. I’m going to strangle that little bastard and stuff his fucking arrows down his God of Love throat. Dragons are solitary creatures. We don’t require or desire a mate to achieve a happily ever after. Most of my kind live alone and pick a suitable candidate if the urge to procreate hits them. Cupid, that little fucker, knows dragons don’t welcome him interfering in our love lives.
As I rub the sore spot in the middle of my chest, my inner beast roars for me to seal this deal. Fuck. I’m stuck between a rock and a very hard place. Not to mention the firmness growing in my pants.
“Your total is thirty-four, nineteen,” the witch interrupts, and I turn to hand her my credit card. She swipes it before giving it back. Her aqua-blue eyes become saucers as she looks between me and my mate. I almost slap my forehead in frustration. Too late, I realize my claiming aura is filling the small bakery. While my human soulmate seems oblivious to the rippling energy surrounding us, her employee senses the burning atmosphere.
Desire to escape from the pull she has over me roars through my entire being. My dragon fights for control, but I overpower him while my human side embraces the need to maintain my solitary existence. I somehow know that touching her soft skin or hearing the musical tilt to her voice will seal the deal. And that will lock a ball and chain firmly around my ankle for life. No, thank you. I’m not ready to give up without a fight. Wanting to get the fuck away from her before this intense chemistry overtakes me, I grab my box of cupcakes and hightail it out of the infernal shop while neglecting to introduce myself to the curvy little baker. The entire way down the crowded sidewalk, I tell my human side that distance will abolish this unwanted connection between us. I don’t even waste my time trying to convince my inner beast. He’s already sold on the sweet beauty. In the meantime, I’m going to find that little matchmaker and put my foot up his ass. By tomorrow, these crazy feelings will be a thing of the past, and I can concentrate on my other two headaches—my destroyed penthouse and the possible corporate espionage.