Serpent’s Teardrop by Mary Rundle :: New Release

Serpent's Teardrop by Mary Rundle  :: New Release

Book Info

Title: Serpents Teardrop

Series: Blackwood Pack bk7

Author: Mary Rundle 

Publisher: Dragonheart LLC

Published: 29 May 2019

Length: 110,755 words

Keywords : MM,Romance, Erotica, Fantasy, Paranormal, Paranormal – Shifters, Gay, Alpha Character, Fated Mates, Soul Mates, Mpreg, Rescue, HEA,Silver Foxes, Shifters, HEA, Sea Serpent shifter, sea dragon shifter, Wolf Shifters,

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Serpent's Teardrop by Mary Rundle  :: New Release

Book Blurb

The Blackwood Pack saga continues…

This is part of an on-going series by Amazon Bestselling Author, Mary Rundle, and catching up on previous titles is advised. Readers of the past books will enjoy meeting old friends once more as the pack does what it does best ̶ caring for one another and helping shifters everywhere.

Brian, a.k.a. “The Loch Ness Monster” has searched for his Fated Mate in vain for more than 600 years until he scents Reif in the frigid waters of the lake. But his mate seems to be purposely eluding him, so Brian turns to the Shaman of the Blackwood Pack to help find him.

Reif, one of a line of ancient shifters thought to be extinct is drawn to Brian but must focus on completing a mission to free his enslaved people from the clutches of an evil group. Despite his powerful attraction to Brian, he hides from him, believing it’s the only choice he has.

That changes when Reif surreptitiously kisses Brian while he’s sleeping, setting off a chain of events that puts both of them in mortal danger, and the powerful Blackwood pack resolves to help them stave off the wrath of vampires and witches.

Along the way, both Brian and Reif learn some hard lessons about the mutual trust necessary to achieve the happiness and fulfillment both have sought for hundreds of years.

A heartbreaking confession, an action-packed rescue, a riveting courtroom battle and many unexpected twists and turns make this passionate love story by Mary Rundle impossible to put down once you’ve read the first page.

Series Blurb

Join the journey of the Blackwood Pack, seven brothers who are gay wolf shifters in search of their fated mates – stories about love at first sight with twists and turns, angst and humor, romance and adventure. Each book has two main characters who meet, fall in love, mate and achieve an HEA but the stories also chronicle the continuing saga of the Blackwood Pack. The series is best appreciated by reading the books in order. 

Serpent's Teardrop by Mary Rundle  :: New Release


Hi all, Wow! I am so excited to be here. The love story of Brian and Reif is told in Serpent’s Teardrop, Book 7 of the Blackwood Pack series and I have an exclusive excerpt for you. The journey to finding their HEA includes danger, twists, turns and adventure which results in the entire Blackwood Pack stepping in to save them. I hope you enjoy it!


Brian sat next to the Shaman, waiting for Zane to arrive with whatever information he’d found about Reif Markos. The two previous hours spent wondering if the location of his mate would be discovered were the longest he ever remembered. Lying on top of the bedcovers, Brian wavered between hope and despair as Kieran’s calming effect slowly dissipated. Hearing the door open to the Shaman’s suite, Brian pushed those thoughts aside.

“Now since everyone’s here, Zane, what did you find?” asked Logan after his brother and David joined the group gathered once again in the living room.

“Uhmmm, how to put this…Reif is a ghost… meaning I can’t find any information about a Reif Markos. Nada. He isn’t listed on any paranormal lists, no record of a birth of someone with that name, no address, no employment record, no family, no social media accounts, no credit history, no bank accounts. Nothing. There’s absolutely nothing to indicate he exists.”

“But he does exist because he claimed Brian,” Kieran said.

“That’s right,” said Logan, “and he paid his bar tab with a credit card. If he doesn’t have one then whose card was it?”

“It belongs to Reif Markos, all right,” replied Zane, “but it isn’t associated with any major financial institution.”

“Then how did he get it?” asked Slate                       

“Not sure. The only thing I found out is the charges are paid by what appears to be a small bank located in Greece,” Zane said.

“That makes sense since he has a Greek name,” said Colton.

“What’s the name of the bank?” Slate asked. “Maybe I know the CEO.”

“I thought of that too, but I can’t find it—really very strange—only the name of the town it’s located in,” replied Zane.

“Which is?” asked Slate.                                                            

“Angelopoulos,” answered Zane.

“Never heard of it,” said Slate. “Where is it located?”

“That’s just it…I can’t find it anywhere—not on any maps, even paranormal ones,” Zane said.

“Are you saying it doesn’t exist?” asked Logan.

“No…I’m saying that in the two hour time limit you gave me, I haven’t been able to find it. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist, just that I need to delve deeper,” Zane replied.

“Did you find out anything that would help us find him?” asked Kieran.

“Actually yes,” Zane grinned. “He rented a house in Inverness for a month, so I believe you’ll find him there.”

“Why the fuck didn’t you say that first?” growled Logan.

“For a very simple reason. Whoever, or whatever, he is, Reif has gone to extraordinary lengths to conceal his identity. It’s the best job of it I’ve ever seen, so I ask why? What’s he trying to hide? Who he is? Or what’s he done? I wanted you to understand this about him because there must be a reason he’s hiding,” replied Zane.

“Are ye saying my mate’s up to naw good?” Brian asked Zane.

“Absolutely not! There could be a thousand different reasons he feels the need to do this. I’m just saying that before we rush over to his house, we should have a plan so we don’t scare him into fleeing.”

“Zane’s right,” said Logan. “The most important thing is to find him so Brian can claim him. Everything else can wait till that’s done.”

“How about what Ian found?” asked Dakota.

“I was just getting to that,” said Logan. “Ian, anything to add?”

“The only thing I can add is Reif is not any kind of shifter currently known to the High Council.”.

“What exactly does that mean?” asked David. “Is Brian’s mate a shifter or not?”

“Obviously he is and, as Kieran pointed out before, a serpent. But I can’t find any kind of serpent that can do what Reif can do—disappear on land, doesn’t leave a scent or footprints. I think we’re looking at a new species of shifter,” Ian said.

Silence filled the room as Ian’s proclamation sank in. “You’re sure about this Ian?” Logan finally asked.

“As sure as I can be without examining Reif,” replied Ian.

“Is it possible he has other abilities? Ones we don’t know about…yet?” asked Slate.

Shrugging, Ian said, “Anything is possible.”

“Shit. Zane’s right. We need a plan. Any thoughts?” asked Logan.


After breakfast, Reif found himself striding towards the marina to check on his mate, driven by a need he couldn’t understand. Dammit, what the fuck is happening? Why does he have such a hold on me? Just like the treasure, the answers about his mate eluded him, pissing him off. Fucking great! Two fucking mysteries to solve and not a fucking clue how to do it.

Reaching the marina, he skirted its buildings, trying to see if his mate was aboard his boat, but since he couldn’t feel his mate’s bond, Reif felt it was deserted. Yeah, like it was yesterday. Unwilling to take a chance, he stayed hidden on land this time, but then, hearing someone approach his location, he faded into the shadows, disappearing from sight.


After brunch was over, Logan asked, “Brian, what can we do for you?”

Macushla! Not here. C’mon everyone, let’s talk in the living room,” Kieran said, as he got up. “There’s a lot to discuss.”

Brian chuckled to himself as everyone quickly rose and followed the Shaman; no matter how big these wolves were, it was apparent they weren’t going to disagree with him. Taking a seat near Logan, Brian waited until he received a nod before beginning. “I have an intruder in my loch and I need help findin’ it. I have been lookin’ for him since I scented him the day I took the laddies out on my boat, but canna find him.”

“You use ‘it’ and ‘him’. Why?” asked Logan.

“Because I dinna know what the intruder is,” Brian answered. “Only that it can shift so it can dive deep to the bottom of the loch and then shift back when it’s on land.”

“Do you know what form it has in the water?” asked Slate.

“Naw, I’ve never seen it…only scented it in the water,” Brian replied.

“What about when it’s on land?” asked Zane.

“Naw…I can only find the place where it leaves the water because its scent ends there,” Brian said.

“Does it have the same scent on land as in the water?” asked Colton.

“I dinna know. There’s nae a scent on land…at least none that I found,” Brian said.

“Huh! Have you seen it when it’s on land?” asked Kieran.

“Naw, Shaman, I’ve never seen it on land. I can feel its presence but nae anythin’ else,” Brian replied. “I think he becomes invisible on land.”

“That wouldn’t hide his scent,” Colton said.

“Maybe it has an anti-scent spell like we do,” suggested Zane.

“What spell are you talking about, lover? You smell pretty good to me,” David said with a smile.

“Are you sure? I mean Mystia put one on each of us so our uncle and his goons wouldn’t be able to find us,” said Zane.

“David can smell you,” Kieran said, “because the gods made sure he couldn’t be affected by anything, including witches’ spells, which is why Mystia’s anti-scent spell doesn’t work on him. Your scent is still hidden from everyone else, unless you had her remove it.”

“Good to know that, babe,” Zane grinned at his mate. “One less thing to worry about.”

“So why doesn’t the intruder have a scent? Could it have a spell preventing Brian from picking it up?” asked Dakota.

Pausing a moment to listen to his spirit, Kieran answered, “No, there isn’t a spell but my spirit doesn’t know what’s concealing it.”

“What about footprints? Did you find any at the location where it left the loch?” asked Slate.

Shaking his head in frustration, Brian said, “Naw, nae a one. I dinna know how that can happen.”

Laying a hand on Brian, Kieran sent him some love as he asked, “Why don’t you tell us everything starting with the day you took me and my friends out on the loch?”

Recalling that day, Brian’s cock hardened instantly at the memory of the delicious scent washing over his body as he floated on his back in the loch. Now, squirming in his seat, hoping to hide his erection, Brian groaned inwardly, closing his eyes, finally accepting what he’d been denying all along—the intruder was his Fated Mate. How can that be? I’m too auld to have one.

“Brian? Are you all right?” asked David.

Kieran caught Brian’s eye. “I already know about it. Will that make it easier for you to tell us.”

“Ye know it’s my Fated Mate?” Brian asked, in disbelief.

“Yes, my spirit told me,” replied Kieran. “So go ahead, I promise we’ll help you find him.”

“Him? Are you sure?” Brian asked.

“Yes,” Kieran said, softly.

Relieved to know that much at least, Brian began, “I was doing a back float when a passing boat’s wake carryin’ my mate’s scent washed over me. Shifting, I dove down, searching for it, but twas weak and quickly dissipated. That night, I searched again and the scent was stronger, but as I followed it, I realized twas at least an hour old. It led to the shoreline, where I shifted and climbed onto the bank, but there was nae a trace—even though I felt its presence.                

“Every night, the same thing happened, even though I went into the water at different times—sometimes early, other times later, but twas always the same… except for last night,” Brian said. “After cruising the loch, I waited until the sky turned pink before I shifted and climbed aboard my boat. As I headed below, I felt someone watching me and I sensed my mate was somewhere near the marina’s buildings, but still I could nae see him.” Brian was getting agitated by this time, prompting Kieran to lay a calming hand on him. After a few moments of silence, the sea serpent continued.

“I decided to search the area lookin’ for a clue to help me figure out who he was, but could nae find anything. I know he was close by, because I again could feel his stare and sensed his presence,” Brian said, his frustration now evident. “Please Shaman, I need yer help. I dinna know why my mate is hidin’ from me, but I feel something is amiss and he needs me.”

“Of course we’ll help you won’t we, macushla?” Kieran asked, glancing at his mate.

“My mate’s right, Brian,” answered Logan. “Our Alpha regards you as a member of the Blackwood Pack so whatever needs to be done, we’ll do.”

After hearing a chorus of ‘absolutelys’ and ‘count-me-ins’, Brian felt his sea serpent relax, confident his mate would soon be found. “Thank ye, thank ye, I canna tell ye how much I appreciate it,” Brian said, with a sigh of relief.

Serpent's Teardrop by Mary Rundle  :: New Release


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Author’s Bio

The first book I ever wrote was Dire Warning in 2017 and, much to my delight, it became an Amazon Best Seller. Readers loved it and I was on my way to chronicling the Blackwood Pack, seven brothers who are gay wolf shifters in search of their fated mates– stories about love at first sight with twists and turns, angst and humor, romance and adventure and, of course, happy endings.

Now, six books later, Ghost Walker, another Best Seller, has just been released to critical acclaim. I love the M/M paranormal genre because it gives my imagination a lot of territory in which to roam. My mind can really run wild and come up with some amazing stuff when it doesn’t have to stay inside the box

My readers tell me they feel like they’re a member of the pack as the stories unfold. As if they’re right there in the middle of the action. Others tell me it’s like watching a fast-paced movie. My writing style pulls no punches– readers love it and are always clamoring for the next book.

Stories come to me as if they were being channeled by my characters, all of whom I love (except for a few villains). They are eager to recount their lives, loves and adventures and are not inhibited when it comes to revealing steamy details.

I currently live in the Northeast and love the beautiful change of seasons, my husband, and our quirky calico cat, though not necessarily in that order. I’m always happy to hear from my readers and can be reached through Facebook, Twitter, MeWe, or my website.