Five Things @NovelsByLia Loves about the Black Hills #Giveaway #Bloghunt

Hi! Lia here. *waves* I hope you are enjoying the BHW blog hunt and learning about the books in the series and their amazing authors. I love Black Hills Wolves, the world, and working with so many wonderful authors. I’ve listed my top 5 things to love about BHW.

1. Drew. Who doesn’t love the Alpha? He’s working so hard to build up the Pack and bring back a positive, healthy life to Los Lobos.
2.  Ryker. The Enforcer. Man…wolf of few words. He will do, and has done, anything to protect his mate, Pack, and Alpha.
3. Gee. The bear shifter who for some reason lives with a wolf pack and no one knows why. When I think of a new story for the series, Gee’s cameo is the first scene to pop ion my head. I love see him in each story.
4.  The voices. I love how each author’s voice and their characters work so well together. Each story, though a stand alone, keep the series moving forward and there is always something to look forward to.
5. The most important thing to love is WOLVES! Some are moon dependent, some aren’t. But they are all strong, compassionate heroes in their own way.

If you haven’t started the series, I highly recommend it. There are so much more to love.

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Celia Breslin chats with Darci from DIAMOND MOON #BHW #shapeshifter @DecadentPub

Hello Dear Readers,

Nice to be here on the Black Hills Wolves blog today! I have my character Darci Diamond, star of Diamond Moon, with me today, and she agreed to let me interview her.

Enjoy! J

[Celia:] Thanks for hanging with me today, Darci. Can you state your name and age for the record?

[Darci:] Darci Diamond, age 25. ::winks:: Come on, Celia, ask me something more interesting.

[Celia:] Sure thing, D. Why don’t you explain where you came from, what you are, and share your little…problem.

[Darci:] And by “little”, you mean gigantic...  ::sighs::  I’m a human-wolf hybrid, born and raised in Ashland, Oregon. My parents died when I was little so I lived with my human aunt. It was hard living among humans and having to keep my true identity a secret. Shifting is a real issue for me, so I came to Los Lobos, in the Black Hills of South Dakota, to get some help with it. If I don’t find help soon, my next shift might kill me…

[Celia:] It’s a tough situation, to be sure. Tell us a little more about life in Ashland and Los Lobos.  Do you have friends in both places?

[Darci:] In Ashland, my circle of friends was quite small.  It’s hard to make deep connections when you’re keeping this huge secret. I felt like an isolated superhero most of the time, but without the fun powers. That said, I was well liked by my teachers and fellow students – I worked hard and treated everyone with respect. In Los Lobos, it’s a mixed bag. I’m half human and some Wolves can’t see past that to get to know me.

[Celia:] How do you deal emotionally with the isolation? And with your life threatening shifts?

[Darci:] I love to geek out on my computer (I was a Computer Science major in college) and can forget my problems and lose myself in programming for hours on end. Humor helps, too. Life is messy. And for me, I mean that figuratively and literally. I’ll spare our readers the gory details of my shifts…  Laughter lightens the load, ya know?

[Celia:] Indeed it does, Darci. So, now that I’ve sprung you from your book for the day, is there somewhere else you’d like to go in my world?

[Darci:] Let’s get coffee in your hometown!  I love San Francisco, and have been so jealous of your visits to Four Barrel Coffee in the Mission District. I want some of that nuclear powered goodness. Great, Celia, now I’m totally in need of a cappuccino and one of their bacon maple donuts…yum! Take me now!

[Celia:] LOL!  Patience, Darci. Tell us a bit about your new hometown, Los Lobos. Think I’d like it?

[Darci:] Ha, you’re such a city girl, Celia, but I bet you would like it here, anyway.  It’s beautiful mountain country, and besides, I have wi-fi so you could stay in touch with the outside world. Plus, you grew up in the land of wicked thunderstorms, right? So you would love storm season here.

[Celia:] Enough weather chatter. Let’s talk sex. What was the best sexual experience you’ve had?

[Darci:] ::laughs:: You just had to go there, didn’t you?  The answer is Ross. D’uh and enough said. ::grins::

[Celia:] Well, on that note, I guess we’re done here.  Thanks for being such a good sport, D. Appreciate it.

[Darci:] No problem, Celia.  This was fun! Bye!  ::waves at readers::

~About the Author~ 

....Celia lives in California with her husband, daughter, and two feisty cats. She writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance, and has a particular fondness for werewolves, vampires, and the Fae. When not writing, you’ll find Celia exercising, reading a good book, hanging with her family, or indulging her addiction to Joss Whedon’s TV shows and movies.

Connect with Celia:

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Diamond Moon

Black Hills Wolves Book 12
Celia Breslin

....Human-wolf hybrid Darci Diamond spends every full moon locked in auntie’s basement in Southern Oregon. Her excruciating shifts terrify her, the last one causing her heart to stop beating. Seeking a cure, she journeys to Los Lobos.

....Ross Luparell returns to the struggling Tao pack, using his millions made in the tech industry to build homes for pack families in need. He never imagined he would also find his one true mate. But when a hybrid with the biggest green eyes he’s ever seen lands on his doorstep in the middle of a wicked summer storm, there’s no denying it. She’s the one.

....She wants a normal human life, free from pain-filled shifts. He won’t give up on her Wolf, and will do whatever it takes to help her accept her true nature. But can he convince her to trust him with her heart?

EXCERPT:

....Darci hurried along the gravel edging the worn pavement masquerading as a road leading into Los Lobos, population unknown, exact location not even listed on her Rand McNally map. Her boots kicked up enough dust in the growing wind to make her sneeze, even as the hairs on her nape rose from the incessant sensation of being watched.

....For the millionth time since she’d abandoned her little VW Beetle a few miles back—where the road devolved into a post-apocalyptic joke of a highway—she palmed the pink SABRE mini taser in her jacket pocket, comforted by the hard plastic deliverance of doom her aunt had insisted she take with her on her journey to the middle of nowhere.

....Rolling hills, rocky cliffs peeking out from the densely packed pine trees, meadows encouraging a Sound of Music gallop with arms stretched wide. America’s Heartland. Beautiful and remote Black Hills, South Dakota. Too bad the pretty place had goose bumps tracking up her arms and chills scurrying down her spine.

....The wind kicked up, and she grabbed the bill of her baseball cap, holding tight. If those cranky black clouds started spitting rain, she’d need this little protection. She hadn’t packed an umbrella. Rain rarely happened at home this time of the year. Too bad she’d neglected to Google the weather for South Dakota in June. Judging from the swirling cloud cover, a world of oh, hell no might unleash on her head before she managed to make it to town.

....If the town really existed.

[…]

....A graying, rotted, wood fence zigzagged in front of what was once probably a small ranch house, now an assortment of broken windows, half-ripped roof, and weather-weary walls. A door hung open and flapped against the side of the ranch, the banging sound audible to her keen Wolf hearing over the ever-increasing screech of the wind.

....Then she saw it—movement in the tall green grass. Something as grey as the fence it slunk under. Something big. Darci froze, heart hammering in her chest. A Wolf padded directly for her.

....She shoved the map in her pocket and grabbed her taser, backing away into the center of the road. “Uh, nice doggie. I’m one of you. Kinda. Sort of. Maybe.” Great, babbling at a wild animal. A predator who looked very hungry for a woman-sized snack.

....Lightning flashed. Thunder cracked. The Wolf growled.

....Darci whirled and ran...

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Persistence Pays Off @MelissaLimoges @DecadentPub #BHW

So I was thinking the other day…. What is it about shifters that romance readers love so much?
....From Alphas with hearts of gold to the Big Bad Wolf types, the quintessential shifter appears often in romantic fiction. And I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy them in my romance novels.
....Personally, I think it has to do with the unpredictability of a shifter’s character. I’m sure you know the sort I’m talking about. One moment, he’s growly and brooding. The next, he’s possessive to the extreme and would rip off anyone’s head who threatens his heroine. Another aspect that hooks me in shifter romances is the chase. How can you not fall a bit in fictional love with a persistent hero who is determined to snag his mate by any means possible?
....I suppose that describes my hero, Stephen, in Taming his Mate best. He stuck with his heroine, Kate, for years, trying to win her over, and refused to give up on her. I find it a bit endearing when a hero knows precisely what, or in this case, who he wants and doesn’t give up until he succeeds.
 

Taming His Mate

Black Hills Wolves Book 8

M. Limoges

....It’s a good thing Stephen Dorsett is a patient Wolf—especially since his stubborn mate refuses to accept the bond between them. Though she’s run from him for years, he’s determined to show her she belongs at his side. Nothing will stand between him and his sexy, spitfire she-Wolf.
....Kate Matthews lives with a horrible secret. And though she’s loved Stephen for as long as she can remember, she could never be the mate he wants or deserves—especially if he ever learned the truth about her.
....When hunters threaten the safety of the Black Hill’s Wolves pack, Kate overcomes her fears and lays her life on the line. Will Stephen and the rest of the pack accept her once her life-long plight is at last revealed?

Excerpt:
....A high-pitched howl reached through the barrier of sleep and tugged Kate Matthews into semi-consciousness. Rolling onto her side, she groaned and smothered her head beneath her pillow. Another bay penetrated the memory-foam fabric jammed over her ears. Throwing the cushion on the other side of the bed, she flopped on her back and stared at the ceiling fan as yet another howl shattered the last vestige of sleep.
....Damn it, Stephen.
....Kate flung the covers off her legs, jumped from the bed, and stomped across the chilly hardwood floor to her bedroom window. Squinting in the darkness, she spotted one of her tennis shoes beside her foot and grabbed it. Armed, she jerked the window open and hurled her makeshift missile at the large, gray wolf loitering on her back lawn. The beast swerved clear of the canvas bomb at the last second.
....An iridescent pop of light gave way to the human form of Stephen Dorsett. As moonlight illuminated his nude body, he gazed up at her, wearing an amused expression that pissed her off and turned her on at the same time.
....“And a good morning to you, Sunshine.” His voice oozed with syrupy sweetness, infuriating her more.

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Author Bio:
....Melissa Limoges lives along the Gulf Coast with her OCD cat, Mr. Tibbs. Tax assessor by day, romance writer by night, she enjoys anything coffee related, traveling, and reading happily ever afters.
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Portrait of a Lone Wolf @DecadentPub #BHW

....My name is Katalina Leon. Writing paranormal romance with wolf-shifters is my current obsession. I’ve got wolves on he brain. My contribution to the Black Hills Wolves series is “Portrait of a Lone Wolf” It’s book 7 in Decadent Publishing’s multi-author series. I’m happy to announce, I have a second book coming soon. I can’t wait to share it.

....I joined the Black Hills Wolves because Rebecca Royce invited me to. I love Rebecca. She’s someone I’d described as talented, generous and creative. I’ve worked with her on other book series and she is a high-integrity person. She’s an author to keep your eye on, and she’s here to stay. I can’t believe how much she accomplishes as an author on top of being a full time mother to three young boys. I have one boy, and I get exhausted just thinking about all she juggles.
....The Black Hills Wolves project has been in the works for two years. I signed on in March 2013. “Portrait of a Lone Wolf” is my first book in the series and my first contracted book with Decadent Publishing. The story introduces two lonely characters, Sela and Rio, who haven’t belonged to anyone or anything for a long while. Despite a rough start, they soon discover they make sense as life-mates. My heroine Sela Lopez, is a divorced, filmmaker. She arrives in the Black Hills intent on producing a documentary of the Black Hills beleaguered wolf population and gets a big surprise. The wolves of the Black Hills are more than they appear to be.
....My hero Rio Waya—“Waya” is Cherokee for wolf, is a retired Army Ranger. He’s spent his adult life on the move, and in deliberate avoidance of Black Hills wolf-pack dysfunction. At one time, an Alpha-tyrant named Magnum, did a generation of damage to the pack. With Magnum out of way, pack members in my books return to the Black Hills and begin to explore what life in a wolf-shifter community has to offer. Of course he’s tired of being a lone wolf and is ready to take a life-mate when unsuspecting Sela rolls into town…

Portrait of a Lone Wolf

Black Hills Wolves Book 7

Katalina Leon

 

....A mixed-blood Native American wolf-shifter, abandoned by a teenage mother and ignored by an absentee father, Rio Waya has never fit in or felt worthy of love. But when he comes home to the Black Hills, he realizes he wants a mate of his own.
 ....Recovering from a cheating ex who started a new family behind her back, Sela López seeks escape to pull her life back together. As a documentary filmmaker and wildlife photographer, she rents a cabin in the Black Hills with plans to film the beleaguered wolf population. But she’s so busy looking through a camera lens she doesn’t see trouble coming.
....Sparks fly as mutual fears and vulnerabilities surface when Sela and Rio meet. She can’t figure out why the mysterious Mr. Waya is so anxious about having a documentary made of the Black Hills Wolves. But when his secret is exposed, all hell breaks loose. Can Rio win Sela’s trust and soothe her fears about allowing a hunky wolf-shifter into her heart?


EXCERPT:
....Following her nose through the front door, she was thrust into a honky-tonk time warp. Bars like this one didn’t exist in Los Angeles. The Den was cozy enough but appeared to have been decorated by a taxidermist in the late seventies and zealously preserved since. The shaggy heads of several unfortunate buffalo dominated the far wall. At the front door, two stuffed raccoons offered a mock greeting with outstretched paws. The chairs, booths, and even a few of the tables were covered in forest green vinyl. No doubt a sticky misery to come in contact with on a hot day.
....Movement caught her eye. A burly man with an inscrutable expression rose from behind a counter as if he was part of a magic act. He was tall with a barrel chest. A nappy brown sweater coupled with hunched posture lent him a distinctly bearlike appearance.
....The dour gentleman focused on Sela with a frown. “Where did you come from?”
....Steppenwolf’s “Born To Be Wild” was cranked to eleven. She had to shout to be heard, “Can I order some food to go?”
....The saggy-faced Papa bear behind the counter appeared perturbed. “Fair warning, miss. The kitchen’s closed. Pretty sure we don’t have what you want.”
....The explosive clack of a pool cue making hard contact with a ball nearly drowned her out. “Except for you, everything’s closed in this town!”
....A few customers cast her a brief glance then looked away. The lucky bastards sat in front of pitchers of cold beer, towering hamburgers, paired with heaps of french fries or onion rings. Her stomach growled embarrassingly loud, but she doubted anyone could hear above the blaring music. “Something smells heavenly. Could I at least order onion rings to go?”
....Bear man shook his head. “Sorry. No can do. Fryer’s turned off.”
....“Really?” Digging through her purse, she wondered if this place would accept a credit card. “I’m willing to pay a little extra for the trouble.”
....With a sullen pout, he rubbed a limp rag across the countertop. “After hours The Den ain’t open to the general public. Guess what? It’s after hours.”
....“Oh, come on!” She sounded desperate.
....A man in a red plaid shirt, who appeared to be in his mid-thirties, sat at the counter. He shot her a smoldering look filled with mixed emotions. Perhaps he was angry or lost in thought. She couldn’t tell. The flash of fire in his eyes beneath brooding black brows was impossible to decipher. When he opened his mouth, the tough gravel voice of a drill sergeant rumbled out. “Gee, don’t be a hard ass. Get the lady some onion rings.”
....The lumbering hairy thing behind the counter, presumably named Gee, thrust out his bottom lip and lifted his hands into the air in mock surrender. “Why not? It’s not like my house rules ever get any respect anyway.”
....From the corner of her eye, Sela glimpsed a huge silver-furred canine dart from under a table, push a swinging door open with its muzzle, and disappear.
....“Did I just see a wolf?” Sela gasped.

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Writing Colt @DecadentPub #BHW

I’ll admit when I started thinking about the Black Hills Wolves, in that now much discussed conference conversation with the amazing Heather Long, I thought only of Drew.  Writing the alpha of a multi-authored wolf pack is no small thing. I wanted him to be everything I imagined. 

And then he was.  Wolf’s Return worked for me.  It was a beautiful, complete book. 

I started to think about the future. Who would my next Black Hills character be? Well, that was when Colt came into existence. He was a difficult character? Why you might ask? Well, because he wanted to kill Drew.  Imagine that. As a writer I had to deal with a character who wanted to kill the hero of one of my most beloved books.

Loving Colt wasn’t easy for me. Yet, I did.  After a time, I came to adore Colt as much as I loved Drew and in some ways more since he had to handle not becoming alpha at the end of his book.  I hope you love my poor misunderstood Colt too.  He just needs to be loved.

Rebecca Royce

When Hell Freezes

Black Hills Wolves Book 6

Rebecca Royce

....Colt Hannigan returns to the Black Hills Wolves Pack a changed and determined wolf. Thrown out after he stood against the former Alpha, he has no love for Drew Tao, the current Alpha. Colt plans to challenge Drew for leadership of the pack—until he lays eyes on Tasha, the woman he thought dead but whom he never forgot.

.... Permanently scarred after stepping between Colt and the former Alpha of the pack, Tasha survived for years by keeping her head down. Colt’s return is everything she’s desired, but she wants to live in a calm world surrounded by love, not another battle for dominance, which could destroy the newly-healed pack.

....Can Tasha convince Colt to find peace in her arms? Will the Black Hills Wolves pack survive outside attacks if they cannot mend the internal injuries of the past?

Genre: Contemporary, erotic romance, paranormal, shapeshifters, urban fantasy

Heat level: 4

Word count: 17k

Cover art: Fiona Jayde

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EXCERPT:

....“I wish I could have killed him. I wish I’d been stronger sooner.” He looked up at the ceiling.

....“Well, I wish I could hop a jet plane and land in sunny Miami with a million dollars. Wishes are really pointless things. Let’s live in reality, shall we? Now, if you don’t want to kiss me, that’s fine. Forget I asked.” Tasha gasped almost as soon as the words were out of her mouth. What was with her? She never spoke to anyone in this manner.

....He yanked her against him. “You want me to kiss you?”

....His mouth pressed on hers, hard and unyielding. Even though she’d never been kissed before, she knew the one he gave her wasn’t meant to tantalize, but more as if he kissed her for punishment. He was mad. She could taste his anger.

....She pushed at his chest, and he deepened their embrace, gentling against her. Tasha knew she should pull away. He hadn’t kissed her nicely. All she could do was sigh against his mouth. He tasted like mint mixed with the smell of cloves, and she wanted to wrap herself around him.

A Note from Rebecca~

Hello Everyone,

Thank you so much for purchasing this book. It is my latest installment to the Black Hills Wolves series. When I first came up with the idea for this series, I was seated next to author Heather Long at a convention called The Naughty Sleepover. Two years later I cannot believe how amazing it has all turned out. It is a dream come true. I hope you like Colt and Tasha. They needed each other so much. Please feel free to contact me any time at BeccaGrim79@gmail.com or rebecca@rebeccaroyce.com

With Hugs,

Rebecca Royce

Sometimes all it takes is a Scene @DecadentPub #BlackHillsWolves

....That’s precisely how I came up with the idea for Claiming his Mate—just one scene.

....There are a lot of writers who plot and plan out their stories, typically creating a clear outline of where the story is going from page one. While I envy those writers, I just can’t do it. Every writer has their own specific way of writing. What works for some, won’t work for others.

....For me, it just takes visualizing one scene, then I pick up from there and build the story around that scene. In Claiming his Mate, the first scene that popped in my head was the exchange between Michelle and Jace in her bookstore. I imagined a mix-up with the book Jace grabbed and Michelle’s reaction. Since I have a weird sense of humor, I thought it might be a nice way for the hero and heroine to break the ice, so to speak. After that first chapter, the rest of the short story fell into place.

Claiming His Mate
Black Hills Wolves Book 5
M. Limoges

Blurb:

....Member of the Black Hills Pack in Los Lobos, South Dakota, Jace Matthews is sent to check out the new owner of a piece of land adjoining his packs. Once he steps into her small bookstore in Collins, he’s taken by surprise by the small, prim woman behind the counter. At once, he recognizes his mate. While the wolf inside urges him to complete the bond, Jace knows he must take his time with his human mate. But when danger arises, threatening Michelle’s life, Jace is done waiting. It’s time to claim his mate.
....After she inherits her aunt’s property, Michelle Sanders moves to Collins, South Dakota, to escape the monotony of her routine life. Unfortunately, the only person she manages to befriend is not only the hottest guy on the planet, but also gay. However, she never expects a favor for her sexy new friend to result in a series of weird events that will change her life forever.

Excerpt:

....Jace Matthews’ eyes followed the rhythmic sway of his mate’s heart-shaped ass as she walked up the aisle to the sales counter. Damn, he couldn’t wait to strip her bare and sink his teeth into that tender flesh. Suddenly, those tempting globes stopped. He blinked and his gaze shot up to find Michelle frowning over her shoulder at him.

....Shit.

....Embarrassed she’d caught him staring, he snatched the closest book on the shelf beside him, waving it in the air like a kid who’d won a life-sized stuffed animal at the county fair. “Got it. Thought it might be out of stock.”

....Real smooth, jackass.

....She arched a delicate brow over the rim of her glasses. “Are you ready to check out, Jace?”

....“Yep, I think this’ll do it.” He soaked up the sound of her sweet voice and followed her to the register.

....Two months ago, when he’d come to check out the new owner of a large parcel of land adjoining his pack’s hunting territory, he damn sure hadn’t expected to find Michelle Sanders. Once he’d stepped inside the small, quaint bookstore she’d owned in Collins, he’d caught a scent that had eluded him for thirty-two years.

....His mate.

 

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Interview with a Mate #BHW @Decadentpub

Hi, all. I’m Summer McCoy. I’m part skinwalker and half  feline shifter. I was born into the Goldspark big cat clan, rivals of the Black Hills Wolves. I most often take the form of a raven, though, due to a little mishap in my youth, which is how I met Brick Northridge, the great love of my life.

I’m so excited to be here today to tell you about WOLF’S SONG, Brick’s and my love story. It was a little weird at first, you know, seeing some of our intimate smexy interludes in actual black and white. But as long as we’re together, the two of us can withstand anything: evil alphas, rival clan wars, embarrassment, you name it. Actually, we’re not together today – the first time we’re not, really, since we met.
 Brick’s over at the Daily Dose of Decadence blog, even as we speak. And don’t think I’m not a little worried about that.

BHWB: Why would you be worried about that, Summer?

Summer: Well, sometimes Brick needs me to keep him together.

BHWB: Why?

Summer: When he’s around other wolves, he can hear their voices in his head and sometimes see visions of their deaths. But I sing to him and it seems to block out all the other noise. Keeps him calm and mellow.  And hot and hunky.  So we can concentrate on the sexy!

BHWB: Is there anything you wouldn’t do for him?

Summer: Nothing! My Uncle Cal tried to tear us apart once. I won’t tell you the horrible sacrifice I almost made…Instead, I accidentally shifted shot him full of animal tranquilizer!

BHWB: Hmmm. I don’t suppose you’d care to elaborate?

Summer: Not without giving too much away!

BHWB: Would you talk about the “mishap” you had that caused you to take the raven form?

Summer: Suffice it to say that I was up a tree as a kit, fell out of it, shifted, and landed naked in front of half the cats. When I met Brick I was living in a tree.

BHWB: That’s somewhat ironic, don’t you think?

Summer shrugs and grins: When my big handsome hunk goes all wolfy and wants to race under the moon…I want to soar with him. And the heights are magical!

BHWB: Can you tell us a little more of your story?

Summer: Well, I’d rather you read it! But sure:

Wolf's Song 

Black Hills Wolves - Book 4

Taryn Kincaid 

BLURB:

....Ten years ago, visions of death and the babble of lupine voices in his head, drove lone wolf Brick Northridge to challenge his cruel and greedy pack alpha. Beaten by the alpha’s thugs and banished from the pack, Brick lives a life of seclusion in a mountain cabin in the Black Hills.

....Born into a rival clan of feline shifters, skinwalker Summer McCoy, in her guise as a raven, watches Brick from afar, giving him back a reason to live through her sweet songs and special gifts.

....But when her clan attempts to tear them apart and threatens the pack that banished Brick so many years before, will their love be strong enough to withstand the forces bent on their destruction?

EXCERPT:

      Summer McCoy perched in the uppermost branches of her special Ponderosa pine, in raven guise, engaging in her favorite pastime, spying on the lone wolf chopping wood below. Two days’ worth of whiskers shadowed his rigid jaw. She loved when he forgot—or didn’t bother—to shave. Scruffy stubble suited him.

       The sun beat down on the back of his bronzed neck and shone on his hair, the color of roasted coffee, a shade lighter than the dark shadow that charcoaled his face.

... She fluffed her feathers in anticipation. Take your shirt off, Brick. She’d heard the giant werebear, Gee, call him that name a decade ago. He’d made some joke about a wall and the hardness of the male’s head. But Brick hadn’t laughed back then. Not ever.

....He’d fascinated her from the moment he’d arrived in the glade, bruised and battered. Once she’d learned his name, she’d treasured it, taking pleasure from repeating it often. Secretly, of course. Unwrapping the syllable frequently to admire its radiance in the privacy of her tree house, the way a woman wearing pearls against her warm skin enhanced their luminosity and iridescence.

....Now, as if he’d heard her silent urging, he complied with her plea, shrugging out of the plaid flannel and flinging it onto a tree stump. Her beak opened as she sucked in breath. Sweat glistened on his torso, glazing rippling pecs and abs, shoulders broad enough to span the Badlands. A huge, incredible specimen of masculinity. Thick biceps flexed as he wielded the ax. Her heart beat faster than a hummingbird’s wings. Heat licked her.

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AUTHOR BIO: Taryn Kincaid is the author of the Sleepy Hollow series--LIGHTNING, THUNDER, FROST, HEAT WAVE and IN FROM THE COLD -- sexy paranormal romances for Decadent Publishing's popular 1Night Stand series; BLIZZARD, a short erotic romance for Decadent's The Edge line; among other works.Visit her at:  
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