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By the Numbers (Box Set)

Author(s): Riley Ashford

Exiled werewolf Jaron Dunmore has a chance encounter with gorgeous vampire Kirk Raynard and his human lover that will change their lives forever.


Slayer Damon Phillips is dying of cancer. Will he abandon his mission and save the vampire he came to slay... or unleash the deadly secret that will kill them both?


Erick and Tarn are looking for the female mate who keep their warrior lines going. They realize they've found a worthy candidate -- if Cass is willing to become werewolf.


The Elders have appointed Anea to participate in the sacred Three Brothers ritual -- which means having sex with three partners in front of the entire pack. Who says a girl can't have it all?


A mysterious stranger promises to chase away Lora's shadows and give her more than she could ever imagine. Mallen has one option left: Invoke the protector spirit of the Diego. Only when the Diego takes her life will she be able to ensure the future of her pack... and her mate.


This collection contains the previously released novellas Three in By the Numbers, Two Hot in By the Numbers, She’s the One in By the Numbers, Four Love in By the Numbers, More Than in By the Numbers, and Five in By the Numbers.

Praise for Three

"Riley Ashford tells a uniquely sweet yet passionate tale with the short story THREE. This story contains an emotionally charged storyline with hot steamy sex scenes - definitely a tale worth picking up."

4.5 Ribbons! -- Chrissy Dionne, Romance Junkies

"Sinfully exciting, Three rocks the sexy meter."

--Lisa, Joyfully Reviewed

Praise for Two Hot

"If you want a sexy short story to warm the cool summer nights, then Two Hot is the short for you."

--Tiger Lily, Whipped Cream Reviews

Praise for More Than

"Two of my favorite subgenres of romance are vampire stories and those with BDSM elements. This little snippet of a story had both, which sent my imagination careening in all sorts of delicious directions."

4 Angels! -- Bella, Fallen Angel Reviews

"I enjoyed the sexual buildup between Lora and her hero."

4 Cherries! -- Mistletoe, Whipped Cream Reviews


By the Numbers (Collection)
Riley Ashford
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Copyright ©2014 Riley Ashford
Excerpt from Four Love

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"I refuse." Anea Lombardi stood before the Elders, who were the ruling Council of the Pack, and stared at them with her back straight and head held high. In the cavern where legend proclaimed the first Pack members were born, with torchlight dancing on its craggy walls and incense smoke wafting through the dank air, she'd waited impatiently for these fools to pronounce her punishment.

But she had not expected to be the Pack's tribute.

No, its sacrifice.

Elder Jonathon Stiles, the Council's leader and the most supercilious of the five men passing judgment, smiled indulgently. "You are a widow three times over. Worse, you have no children to show for those matings. You are not fulfilling your duties to the Pack."

"Duties given to me for no other reason than I am female."

He rasped a chuckle. "If men had wombs, we would do the same. Alas, our contribution is far simpler than yours. But you get much in return, Anea."

Except freedom. She could not choose what she wanted for her own life because the Pack needed her to churn out pups. Her own mother had died giving birth to her fifth child -- to Anea. She had never known the softness of a mother; being raised by warriors had made her tough. She didn't cry; she handed you your ass. Her upbringing had also made her long for a life she could never have -- unless she wanted to give up the Pack's protection. She wasn't a wuss by any means. However, werewolves without a Pack were vulnerable to things, and to creatures, she didn't even want to contemplate. She chafed at the constraints of the Pack's expectations, but she wasn't an impulsive fool, either. Most of the time.

Her father had passed away last year. Her brothers were all married and their mates either pregnant or raising their young. Despite having shaped her from childhood with their own warrior ways and manly attitudes, they did not understand her refusal to act like every other insipid female that lived within their community.

She stared straight ahead. "I have married as Pack law demanded."

"And purposely avoided pregnancy." Elder Stiles shook his head. "You knew there would be punishment for this transgression."

"So honoring the Daughter of Man is punishment?"

Elder Stiles's face flushed red. The other Council members had the grace to look away. A couple cleared their throats, and some looked down as if studying the paperwork on the table. Bastards.

"Of course the representation of the... the female in our rites is a great honor. This is your opportunity to make up for your failures. You must show the Pack you are worthy of its protection."

"And if I get pregnant?"

"No female has ever gotten pregnant," he said, "but if you do, you know that it means great blessings upon the Pack."

Genetic mutations and species evolution offered better explanations for werewolves. But no, the Pack honored the arcane belief that three wolves, Rutilus, Atra, and Niveus, fucked a random human and managed to impregnate her at the same time. Six months later, she popped out three werewolves: red, black and blonde, which became the werewolf branches of the Pack. The ruling three of the entire Pack, who had more authority than even the Elders passing judgment on her now, insisted that the legend be re-enacted every twenty-five years. And this time, it was the duty of her clan, the descendants of Atra, to put on the show.

"You will, of course, be generously compensated."

Surprise fluttered through Anea. The Elders were switching tactics. This was no longer a punishment, but a favor? Uneasiness clamored through her.

"What would this generosity include?" she asked.

"The Alphas have authorized a... a stipend for your time and... er, effort."


"One hundred thousand dollars... so long as you fulfill the entire obligation of the festival rites."

Anea looked at the floor so she wouldn't give away her shock. "And how much of that will be tithed to the Pack?"

"None," said Elder Stiles. He sounded as though he were chewing on rocks. "The entire amount is yours to do with as you wish. In addition, you will be granted singulus licentia."

Her shock deepened. So, the Alphas were offering her money. And the Elders of Atra were offering her what she wanted most -- freedom. Under singulus licentia she would never have to marry or procreate, and she would retain the protection of the Pack. It was a rare designation, often given to females who became priestesses or healers.

All she had to do was prostitute herself for a week.

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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 06926-02231
Genre: Romance
Date Published: 05/13/2014
Publisher: Changeling Press

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