More on the other host authors and the giveaway itself at the end of this post. But first, I'd like to share a brief excerpt from the beginning of my newest book....
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Three shifters walked into a
bar.
It sounds like the beginning of
a corny joke, doesn’t it?
But here’s a little more
information for you. I was those shifters’ alpha and den mother
rolled into one. Two of the barhoppers were jail bait or close to it.
And the establishment in question was filled to the brim with horny,
lawless, outpack males.
No
wonder I wasn’t laughing and was
in a big hurry.
I breezed past the bouncer with
a show of entirely human teeth, then rolled my eyes at his laxness.
The employee wasn’t being remiss by not checking my ID. Not in a
werewolf bar. But he still wasn’t really doing his job.
Good thing I was accustomed to
faking it.
But I wasn’t home free just
yet. I’d barely set foot in the sea of writhing bodies when one of
those lawless males alluded to earlier grabbed my arm, swinging me
around to collide hard with his chest. My chin thudded against bare
flesh only slightly less hairy than it would have been in lupine form
and my nose took in the over-ripe scent of unwashed man.
Ugh.
Not that it would have mattered if he was cute. I was on a mission
and Ginger, Cinnamon, and Lia had a half-hour head start on me. I
could only imagine what kind of mischief the trouble twins and their
tagalong cousin could get up to during thirty long minutes alone.
“Nice to see another lady in
the place,” the male offered with a triumphant leer, clearly
pleased with himself for having snagged one of the few females in
evidence. His words made it sound like he was trying to pick me up,
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but his iron grip on my bicep presented a very different picture. Ten
feet in the door, I was already in trouble.
Luckily, I was up to the
challenge.
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