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Saturday, 17 December 2011

Christmas Blog Hop: Win a copy of She-Wolf!

She-Wolf (The Blood Series Prequel) by Elizabeth Morgan

Blurb:

Dealing with the Rogue werewolves terrorizing his Pack? Simple. Trying to convince his mate he does want to be with her? Bloody impossible.

Owen MacLaren is the Alpha's son and the Pack's second, and he has never been one to let anything get to him. So when a bunch of Rogues begin purposely dumping mutilated bodies around the Pack Keep, he is more than ready to deal with the Werewolves responsible. But one trip to a local strip joint for a colleague's stag night changes things, and Owen soon discovers he isn't immune to everything . . . .

After five years away, Clare Walker finds herself back home in Scotland, working in a strip club. The tips are decent, and she gets to dance, but it isn't a place she thought she would ever be, let alone Owen, her Pack second and the Werewolf who broke her heart.

Although Owen is determined to prove he wants to be with Clare, things can't go smoothly between them, not when they have past issues to sort out and a bunch of unusual 'Rogues' to deal with.

4 Reasons to Read:

1.) She-Wolf is packed full of wit, sarcasm and sexual tension.
2.) Owen MacLaren is more than a handful... Yes, I meant that as an innuendo. But seriously, the guy is an alpha male, and a sexy pain in the ass.
3.) The story might be set in the Scottish Highlands, but there are plenty of sexy werewolves knocking around to keep your blood heated.
4.) You ever been caught with your hand down a guys jeans in the forest? Clare has.....

Excerpt:

I placed my right hand on her chest; I felt the kick in her heartbeat. I heard her quick intake of breath, and smiled. She was so warm, so soft. So mine.

"Because I can sense everything you feel through your energy. Because I can feel your Wolf. I know what she wants, and so do you."

She sank back against me. Her hands grabbed my thighs. "And what exactly does my energy tell you, Owen? What does she want?"

"Your energy is responsive around me. Aware, aroused, comfortable." I pressed a kiss into her nape, then smiled as a blushed warmed her cheeks. "And she wants her mate," I whispered. "He wants her, too, Clare."

I slid my right hand around her waist, and turned her to face me. "Surely you can sense that, Clare?"

It took her a moment to reply, but eventually she agreed. "I can."

"So why are you fighting it?"

"Because I'm trying to figure out what you want, Owen."

"You." I leaned in and brushed my lips across hers. "I just want you."

She sighed, but to my surprise, her lips caught mine and she kissed me softly. I tightened my right arm around her waist, and pulled her closer, cradling her head with my left hand, loving the way the gentle sparks of her energy played with mine.

After a minute, she pressed her hands against my chest, then feebly pushed me away. "Why?"

"Why?" I mumbled, running my tongue along the seal of her lips, dying to taste her.

"Aye," she said raggedly. "Why do you want me?" She met my gaze. "I get why he wants her, but do you want me?"

"Yes." I caught her mouth with mine once more.

She pushed me away again. "Then I want to know why." She took a step back, then quickly popped open the buttons of her black shirt.

My gaze automatically fell to the purple, satin bra that cradled her breasts. My cock hardened.

"Do you want me because you've seen how good I look with my clothes off?"

Looked good was putting it mildly, and god help me, I had to touch her. I stepped forward, and rested my hands on her hips. She shivered as I caressed the planes of her stomach, and worked my way up her waist. She was so damn soft.

"Or is it because I'm someone you haven't fucked?" she asked raggedly.
I met her gaze, my brow tightened. "No, that's not—"

"But that's what you want, isn't it?" she said, grabbing my T-shirt in her right hand, and pulling me along. "You've seen me parade around in my underwear. Our Wolves sensed each other. Last night, you kept telling me how I would eventually sleep with you."

"Last night, my brain was functioning less smoothly than usual."

"But, if that's what you want, why not do it now?" She gasped, as her back hit the nearest tree trunk. Her hands disappeared under my T-shirt. "Scratch the itch." She dragged her nails roughly over my skin.

I clutched at the tree trunk, behind her shoulders. My gaze never left hers.


Buy Link: https://www.nobleromance.com/Books/310/She-Wolf
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To be in with a chance of winning a copy of She-Wolf leave a comment - with your email address - telling me about your best Christmas.

Competition closes at midnight - 6pm est time - on Monday 19th December. Winner will be chosen with the help of Random.org, and will be emailed.

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Don't forget to check out the rest of the awesome authors that are involved in this Christmas Blog Hop.

7 comments:

  1. I love all my Christmases. I can not think of any that standout but I usually do the same thing hang out with friends and family.
    helldog3 at aol.com

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  2. Best Christmas....I think they are all pretty great but the first one with my hubby was sweet. We started some traditions to continue with our daughter. Happy Holidays!

    megy_pooh@yahoo.com

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  3. Love the cover and book sounds great! I think my best Christmas would have to be the year my oldest nephew was born. Watching him crawl around and his older sister try and help him open the gifts was so adorable. I love how happy they get over the little things.
    Thanks,
    -Amber
    goodblinknpark@yahoo.com

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  4. Best Christmas has actually happened for a while now, it's always fun because my dad starts a small bonfire (I live in Phx, so weather is now for it) and my brothers and sisters and any other family members just sit by the fire and chat, sometimes toast marshmallows...but it's always good times and very nice memories! Happy Holidays to you and yours!

    Eva
    evitap67(at)gmail(dot)com

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  5. That would be any Christmas where I don't have to cook and can just laze around

    Dawn
    murphy(dot)dawn(at)gmail(dot)com

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  6. I've had some lovely Christmases--I'm looking forward to this upcoming because it's our first in a new house, and it'll be fun making new memories here! Can't wait to see what happens ;)

    f dot chen at comcast dot net

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  7. I'm lucky in that all my Christmas's have been great. But I remember really enjoying going to my aunt's house at Christmas when I was a kid. She used to have someone dress as Santa to pass out presents. It was fun!
    mcv111@hotmail.com

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