Rachel E Rice’s Insatiable series Book 8 “Tracker” Available first week in September

The heat is rising in my werewolf books and I can’t put out the fire. If you don’t want to read the hottest sex scenes ever, and lots of love and adventure, then don’t go near my latest shifter book in the Insatiable series, “Tracker.”

When the powerful and arrogant young werewolf shifter, Tracker Samsa is forced into an arranged marriage by his parents, he rejects the idea of anyone controlling his life because he’s not interested in marrying a werefemale.   

Tracker wants to follow his heart because he desires a human. Attracted to only human females can lead to trouble, and Tracker draws hot, dangerous, wild females to him like a bear to honey because they can give him what he craves during the full moon. He can’t see the dangers of being with the human until it’s too late.Will the werefemale find a way to win Tracker’s heart even when she knows he doesn’t want her?

The lessons Tracker will learn in the world of men will stay with him a long time.

If you don’t mind getting close to the fire, you can pick up book 8 in September. Book 1 is free. Look for a low price for Books 2-3.  Books 5-6 is still selling for 2.99 everywhere if you would like to catch up on the series. Remember these books are for adults 18 and over. Coming Soon: “Thorn.”


Rachel E Rice’s Excerpt from “Tracker”

Meet the Bad Boys of The Insatiable Werewolf Series. Tracker will break your heart. Thorn will steal your heart, and with Damon, you will lose your heart. Below is an excerpt from Book 8 “Tracker.” Coming soon books 9 and 10.

If you haven’t caught up on the series try Insatiable Box Set Books 1-4 and Hunter’s Moon Box Set 5-7 for a low price at  Amazon, Nook, Apple, Google, Kobo and where all EBooks are sold. Below the excerpt from: “Tracker.”


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Copyright by Rachel E Rice

Chapter 1


When Tracker thought he heard the call of a wolf in a distance he sat up in his bed and listened. It was a piercing howl, a maddening howl in a distance. A whining whimpering sound like an animal who had lost a mate. Maybe he was just imagining it because how could there be a wolf so close to the middle of San Francisco.

A city with concrete, skyscrapers, cable cars, and humans.

He had returned to San Francisco with Hunter and Haley with thoughts of getting back to work at Hunter’s company. And it hit him. Hunter is no longer a bachelor and what the hell was he doing there anyway. He snapped to his feet and began packing his leather jeans.

“What are you doing, Tracker?” Hunter watched at him from the doorway as Tracker gathered up his leather knapsack holding one change of Levis, an extra tee shirt, and his leather jeans. He rolled them tight and placed them in the sack, slung it across his massive shoulder, picked up his helmet from a chair, and held it loosely in his hand.

Tracker stood six three in his motorcycle boots. His thighs budging through the tight leather pants. There was a definition of taut muscles stretching to get free of his jeans, shirt, and leather jacket.

“I’m going home. Now that you have Haley back and you’re a family man now, there’s no room for me.” But Hunter didn’t want to take that for an answer. He knew it was more than that. He knew Tracker was in love with Haley too. How could he not. She was beautiful and she was a human and he had met her and fallen in love with her not knowing that she was Hunter’s true mate.

Tracker couldn’t meet Hunter’s eyes when he tried to explain why he didn’t want to stay with him any longer. Hunter sensed Tracker’s feeling for Haley and he could smell the arousal on him when she was around. It was a scent to mate. But not just with anyone, but with her.

When Tracker first met Haley at a frat party he had been invited to, there she sat, the girl of his dreams. Pretty and innocent. Sitting in a corner with all the guys wanting her and her waving them off and not wanting to be bothered. That was his type of girl. Tracker wanted a girl that no man could get to and she seemed to be the one until he discovered that she was his brother’s girl. She belonged to Hunter.

“Tell Haley I’m going back to the ranch. I know she wanted me to stay, but you know how it is. I have to find my own way and I have to mate.”

“Why don’t you tell her yourself? You know she doesn’t want you to go. And I want you to stay too. You have your own apartment here with us, and your own entrance. You never have to see us.” He knew, but she would be there and he desired her. He had to find someone to take the thought of  Haley out of his head.

Tracker wasn’t interested in mating with someone else. It was what he told his family because that was what they wanted to hear. Now all he wanted to do was find a human female and plant himself inside of her and take her in as many ways as possible and move on. He vowed that until he found the one woman for him, mating wouldn’t be his life. Fucking would be. Not the life of his father, or his uncles, or brothers.

There was something calling him and he had to answer the call. Like the sound of the wolf he heard earlier.

It had to be that wild wolf nature he heard his father Lycell talk about. But he speaks little of it now that he has Adrienne and she gave him six dominant sons who one day will be head of their own packs.

“I have to go home first and see our mother. Then I’m leaving. What are you going to do Hunter now that you are a proud father of four pups and you managed to have a human female, too?”

Hunter smiled because he was indeed proud of himself for waking up and realizing that he loved Haley more than he could comprehend. And that Katie had long moved on, and he had left her in his heart when he met Haley. It took him time to see the young woman in Haley. Before he thought of her as a child. Yet he wasn’t that much older than she, but he had lived a far faster life, and he had grown up in the wilds of Alaska.

“I’ll probably move back to Samsaville and build a ranch on our land. Not too far from the Samsa ranch. Haley wants this and since I have my pups, then I have to make sure they are safe and happy.” He glanced at Tracker. “The town is expanding, why don’t you stay? Thorn and Damon are there to keep you company.”

“I can’t.” He stares at Hunter. “Something is calling me, and I don’t know what it is. I have to find out what I want in life and who I am.”

“You’re a Samsa werewolf. Rich beyond your wildest dreams. Why do you need more?” Tracker walks to the door and turns and stops. His eyes wandering around the room as if it’s his last time sleeping in a bed.

“I don’t know, Hunter. Maybe it’s my spirit. Maybe I’m just like my father. I have to test boundaries. I have to compete. I have to kill or be killed,” he said looking over his shoulder at Hunter. “You know how that is. Kiss Haley and the pups for me. Tell her that I love her.” When Tracker said that his voice broke. Hunter knew Tracker’s affection for Haley but he didn’t know until that moment that Tracker was indeed in love with her, and it broke his heart to leave. Hunter wanted to say that he would share Haley with him if he would stay, but Hunter doesn’t share, and he stopped short of saying anymore because he knew Tracker was the same as he. He wanted what belonged to him. Only him.

“I’ll tell her.”

With the door open and Tracker waiting to leave as Hunter looked on, he took a step back, turned and hugged him. “Oh, tell Haley that I’m making my BMW a present to her. I’m taking the motorcycle.”

“Not my baby.”

“No. Don’t worry.”

“I’m not worried. I would have to come looking for you and it wouldn’t be pretty.” Hunter shot him a half smile.

“You mean you would let something like a motorcycle come between brothers?” Tracker said. Hunter smiled and slanted his head.

“It’s not just any motorcycle. I wish you would get your own. I had planned on giving that to one of my boys.”

“Maybe that could be arranged. I had planned on buying me another. It’s not American. I’m all about American and what could be more American than a Harley,” Tracker said as he hit Hunter on the shoulder, paused a moment, and then closed the door behind him.

Tracker headed for the elevators and it zoomed down to the garage. He found his bike waiting, he climbed on it and headed it north, and then east. As he rode east he thought of the woman whose boyfriend had shot him. He smiled. Chalk that up to experience. Never fuck a woman that has a dangerous boyfriend. But he was dangerous too. The only thing he didn’t fight his battles with guns. He used his brute strength.

Not realizing he hadn’t eaten lately, he spotted a diner in a small valley town. There was no way he would hunt, and he remembered that he had become fond of beef the way Haley cooked it, so he drove down into the valley and up to the door of the diner, parked his bike, and climbed off of it.

When he strutted through the door, he looked around and all that was in the diner was an elderly couple. They barely looked up from their meal and glasses of ice tea. Tracker sat at the bar, looked around and a young blond came from the back and slapped a menu in front of him.

She wore a pink and white waitress uniform with a white apron. You couldn’t tell it was white because of the stains of ketchup covering it, but for the white lace tied around her waist holding it up. She leaned over meeting his eyes. In a large mirror hanging over the opening where she placed her orders, Tracker glanced up, and instead of looking her in the face, he concentrated on her short uniform, which showed her firm smooth legs. His cock throbbed from need on taking all of her in.

He forgot why he was there and then it came back to him. Food.

“What are you doing here?” Tracker raised his head from the menu because he recognized the voice. It was the woman he had picked up from the bar. Her eyes were bluer than he remembered, and she was a true blond. He saw that because she hadn’t shaved lately.

Her hair was cut short like a boy. When he last saw her she had a full head of flowing blond curls.

Her body a little smaller than he remembered, but her breasts were all that he couldn’t forget. He remembered taking them in his mouth and sucking her nipples until they turned red and still she begged for more. He remembered how his cocked filled her up and still she begged for more. He remembered her tightness and how he plunged his hard strong cock into her until she begged for him to stop and still he wouldn’t and she loved every minute of it.

It all ended when he knew he had to get some rest and she had to go home that night.

“I thought you were dead,” she said her eyes narrowing. “Are you all right? Beau shot you twice.”

Rachel E Rice’s Hunter’s Moon Box Set Published

“Hunter’s Moon” box set contains three stories with the just published “Moon Rapture” which will feature the yearling werewolf, Hunter Samsa. His loves and his difficult life becoming an adult werewolf will delve into the pain he endured in the wilds of Alaska and the love he sought and loss when he returned home. If you haven’t read these stories and you’re looking to save money, the box set is for you.

To discover all my Insatiable Werewolf books go to: Apple, Nook, Kobo, Amazon, Scribd and Google, and where all E books are sold.


Come along on his journey where his heart will break, his love for one female will end, and his new love will begin only to have that love snatched away by a mortal enemy. Hunter and the Samsa werewolf clan’s story will not end in book 7. There are more stories to come.

Hunter’s brother Tracker, by Adrienne and Lycell, has his own story and it will begin when he becomes a yearling ready to face the world, where two of his six brothers (Damon and Thorn) will be caught up in Tracker’s dark turbulent life because they are a family of werewolves and they follow the pack leader wherever he may go.

Remember, my books are for matured adults 18 and over. Coming Soon! Tracker book 8 and  Thorn book 9 and Damon book 10.


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Rachel E Rice’s “Moon Rapture” Published

Moon Rapture is available now on   Amazon, AppleBarnes and Noble, Kobo, Smashwords, Google,   Scribd and where all Ebooks are sold. For a short time you can purchase it for $2.99. Enjoy!

Coming soon The Bad Boy werewolves of the Insatiable series, “Tracker” and “Thorn.”


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Rachel E Rice’s Werewolf Insatiable Books 5-6 Discounted

My insatiable series with books: “Hunter’s Moon” book 5, and “Moon Tide” book 6 will be discounted now to $2.99 before book 7 “Moon Rapture” is published by the end of July. To catch up on the series, book 1 is free and books 1-4 is $4.99 and now books 5-6 is sold for $2.99 at most vendors.  Enjoy! please leave a review.


You can get Hunter’s Moon and Moon Tide for 2.99 each at Amazon, Apple, Barnes and Nobles, KoboSmashwords, Google, And All Romance E Books pricing may differ at some places. You can contact me at:  rachelerice04@gmail.com if you have trouble purchasing the books at the $2.99 price. Thank you.

Rachel E Rice’s Insatiable: Hunter’s Moon Box set coming soon!

Hunte_Moon_BS.jpg2Book 7 Moon Rapture will be published by the end of July and will end the Hunter series and usher in the Tracker series. If you are reading my books from the beginning you have been following the lives of a werewolf clan called the Samsas. They are a pack of alpha werewolves who share a single female, Adrienne. Wilder, Lycell, and Drayton are the fathers to her offspring.

Wilder has two sons with Adrienne: Hunter and Devin. Lycell has six sons and Tracker is his first born. Drayton has one son by Adrienne.  There are a total of nine males born to Adrienne with Wilder, Lycell, and Drayton.

Will the Samsa werewolves continue with only males? Read Moon Rapture book 7 to discover the adventure and exciting romantic ending, and the beginning of Tracker’s story. Moon Rapture Book 7 coming soon followed by Tracker book 8.



Sign up here to find out when I’ll drop the price on books 2-6. Book 1 Insatiable: The Lone Werewolf Finds His Mate is free everywhere or for the low price of 99 cents.

Remember my books are for matured adults 18 and over. Moon Rapture coming by July 31, 2016. And Tracker will be out by September 15, 2016.


Excerpt from Moon Rapture Book 7


Chapter 1 of Moon Rapture Book 7 below. It’s coming in late July. Book 1 is free or .99 everywhere EBooks are sold. You can purchase the box set books 1-4 for a low price.

Warning: These books are for adults 18 and over. Copyright by Rachel E Rice on July 1, 2016. Enjoy!

Chapter 1 Moon Rapture 

It was so easy to lie in his arms, look into a pool of beautiful full eyes. Eyes that are filled with lust and desire. He turns on his side covering the back of her. The length of his flesh nudge against the sheer fabric, pushing and quivering into her warm body underneath the short silk nightie, then deepening into and penetrating into her soft skin.

His strong arms surrounding her making her feel safe and loved.

Her back leans in to him, she feels his lush soft fine hair which lines his muscular chest while traveling down covering his groin, brushing lightly against her sheer fabric when she writhes her buttocks against him. Each taut muscle resists her warm small figure, not giving way to her, because of his well-developed sturdy battle worn physique.

He moves closer and drapes his arms around her, smelling her hair making him forget that it felt like ages since she had been in his room, in his bed, in his arms surrendering herself to him. How he longed for her to be near. How he dreamed of the night when she would come to him and then lay on the side of him, and he would dip into her body, opening her, filling her. They would spend that night making love to each other.

She turned placing a gentle kiss on his chest. He looked down at her, sleep still in his eyes after he inhaled a whiff of her human scent, then giving her a closed smile, then kissing her, his long tongue mingling with hers, twisting in wild frenzy with her outward desire sending jolts of heat through him and wanton desire racing through her.

When Adrienne strolled into Lycell’s room at midnight, the moon shown bright and full, as he slept uneasy because of moon rapture. Adrienne found her way to the bed with only the light from that moon streaming in from the open shutters on the windows.

That was last night and instead of her leaving after he had caressed her body and made love to her, she stayed and made sure he was completely satisfied.

She had learned what each of her werewolves desired from her. It wasn’t a chore to give them what they needed. She enjoyed pleasing them. For once her satisfaction had been met and she no longer felt that there was something wrong with her because of her insatiable need for sex.

Lycell became a changed werewolf whenever Adrienne gave him the kind of affection and sexual gratification he favored. His nature dictated that unless he was attended to sexually, and often, then he felt unloved, and he might seek the attention he needed somewhere else.

Adrienne knew Lycell’s emotional state because until she met Wilder, Lycell, and Drayton, her three werewolves, she had lived with insecure feelings the entire time she was with her ex fiancé Paul.

In Paul’s case, it wasn’t just something she imagined, it was real.

In Lycell’s and Adrienne’s case, since she came into his life, he no longer felt unloved. And she no longer thought that something was wrong with her. Adrienne gave him no reason to believe he wasn’t the center of her universe. She had more than satisfied him even as she was being shared by Wilder and Drayton.

However, Adrienne had to please three werewolves, and there was only one of her, and they all came with their petty little jealousies and sexual appetites. Lycell had been the worst of them all. Adrienne giving him six male pups didn’t quell his jealous nature, but it did quiet it.

The jealousy wasn’t the only thing which served to make her life difficult. She had pups for all of the Samsa brothers. The suspicion of each other appeared to fade. At least it wasn’t as obvious as before.

During the full moon, Wilder and Drayton agreed to take Drayton and Adrienne’s young pup to the cave to teach him to hunt. This is the place she first met Wilder and first conceived Wilder’s sons, Hunter and Devin. They are full grown werewolves now and Adrienne thought now she can rest and enjoy her handsome men.

Devin had returned from his honeymoon and he had been busy with Katie and her pregnancy, and their new home.

Her first born, Hunter, had gone back to San Francisco to keep an eye on Haley and to protect her, and make sure she stayed in college. Or so Adrienne thought.

Lycell lay close to Adrienne, his face covered by a curtain of Adrienne’s long chestnut hair. He carefully pushed it to the side and whispered in her ear, “I love you, Adrienne. I never thought I could love a female so completely.” His voice warm and inviting steeped in desire.

Adrienne rolled and lay on her back. She stretched her arms over her head and gave out a satisfied smile after laying her legs over his long muscular thighs. He reached for her legs and trailed a finger up under her short sheer gown.

“When did you have time to dress in that?” he said flicking a finger up, raising the hem showing her naked bottom.

“When you were sleeping,” Adrienne said softly stretching like a pampered cat. Her voice soft and coy.

“I never sleep that sound,” he said raising both dark thick eyebrows.

“You can’t prove that by last night. Dogs were barking and your horses were nervous but there you lay naked and motionless with your eyes locked gently breathing.”

“You must be kidding me. I never do anything gently.” He gave her a wink and a twisted wicked smile. He repeated, you are kidding, aren’t you?” Werewolves never sleep soundly especially when there is a threat and enemies are everywhere. But Lycell did that night.

“One of the workmen took care of the animals, and he searched the grounds.”

Lycell lifted his body and leaned over her holding her arms above her head. His long hard length brushing her legs, his body weightless over her. He’s smiling at her and she can’t resist that charming smirk hiding behind the dark deadly seductive werewolf stare.

“I see you are your same horny self, Lycell.” She reached over and felt him. He was hard and wanting her. “What is it this morning, my big bad wolf?”

“Better to eat you,” Lycell said as he raised an eyebrow, extended his hand underneath her nightie. It’s moving down to where her body is wet and aches for him, his finger touches and dips into her throbbing flesh. He shoots Adrienne a wide white smile that covers his handsome face. His dark eyes gleaming at the thought of being inside of her.

A face not unlike his brothers. A face as handsome as any good looking man who captures women’s hearts and carries away their bodies and souls with one look and one smile.

A face that wears battle wounds, but those scars only made him more handsome.

She placed one finger on the mark, tracing it from his cheek down his neck to his shoulder. It was the scar a bear’s claws carved into him on his attempt to rescue her from Bane.

She leaned and kissed the wound across his chest which Bane’s brother made when he stole her one night intending to mate with her.

She had been in jeopardy from the day she met the Samsa werewolves, but she had also been happy with them.

As Lycell kept Adrienne captured and his flesh swelled with the hunger that the full moon brings, a loud knock and then a banging came to the door. “What is it?” Lycell shouted his voice impatient.

“Father, is mother in there?”

“Yes of course.” Lycell’s tone irritable.

“Can I come in? It’s important?” Lycell turned to Adrienne saying something under his breath.

“Tell him yes. He sounds as if he’s out of breath,” Adrienne said, “It must be important.”

“What do you want, Damon? Can’t you tell me without you coming in and disturbing me and your mother?”

“It’s Thorn, father.”

“What now?” Lycell said closing his eyes and huffing out a large breath. His voice sounding frustrated. “For heaven’s sake.” Lycell jumped to his feet reaching for his robe. He turned to Adrienne, but she was up and headed for the restroom.

The door made a loud clicking noise as the locks came undone. Lycell opened the door. “Well don’t stand there. You’ve managed to disturbed me and your mother. What is it?”

Damon stood facing his father. His eyes a bright green like Adrienne’s, but his looks all of his father. Tall dark haired stunning good looks. “What about Thorn,” Lycell said pacing around the room throwing the comforter back on the bed along with the pillows and a sheet.

“You have to come to our apartment. Thorn is in trouble.” Damon paused and lowered his eyes. “We’re in trouble. I think he…we may have injured a couple of shifters. That is too mild a word,” Damon admits. He paused and rolled his fist to his mouth, punching it twice.

“Get on with it, Damon.” Lycell is impatient at the display of Damon’s nervousness.

We were partying at that club in Samsaville, and the shifter’s girls wanted to follow us home, and their shifter boyfriends became angry when we said do you know who we are. We didn’t pay any attention to the shifters. We thought once we said that, they knew who we were, and would back off, but they followed us back to the apartment,” Damon said raising his voice.

“As I recall that apartment belongs to Hunter. I don’t remember him telling you, that you can have parties there. He’s due back from San Francisco anytime. And it was your mother’s express wishes that none of you go out on your own unless you go to college. And since you and Thorn were the only ones that refused to go, I forbade you to stay more than one night in Hunter’s apartment.”

“It hasn’t been but half the night.”

“That’s beside the point, Damon. You are worrying your mother to death. Me, I know what a young werewolf is capable of doing. Who are these two shifters?”

“They were carrying identification on them. They are from San Francisco. They are brothers. Their last name is Anderson. Thorn and I searched their torn clothes after the fight.” Lycell’s expression changed. He knew the name.

“Where are the girls?” he said impatiently strumming his hand on the nearby chair.

“They had already gone after…” Damon looked up to see his mother standing in the doorway from the bathroom looking disapprovingly at him. His eyes fell to the floor.

“Look at me. Not at your mother or the floor. After you two f…” Lycell remembered Adrienne standing and cut the word short, “had your fill of the girls you sent them home, right?”

“That’s right, father.” Damon felt uncomfortable talking with his mother standing there looking at him. No werewolf wants to admit in front of his mother that he fucked a woman and had her suck his dick, and Lycell knew this.

“Wait for me downstairs.”