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Title: Wolf Born Series: Wolf Moons, #1 Author: Linda Thomas-Sundstrom Publisher: Harlequin Nocturne Release Date: February 1, 2015 Pages: 304 Buy Links: Amazon | BN | iBooks
Blurb:
One night out of all the centuries changed their lives forever…
Called to the scene of a double murder, police officer Colton Killion finds that the vicious attack by vampires has not only decimated his family, but the trauma from it transforms him into a rare ghost wolf. Now he's on a life-and-death mission to restore justice. The last thing he needs is a distraction—especially when it comes in the lithe, female form of Lycan Rosalind Kirk.
But Rosalind needs his help as much as he can't ignore his insatiable attraction to her. For that very attack also infused Rosalind with the spirit of a Banshee…and now Colton is the only being who can protect her from Others. When evil strikes again, Rosalind and Colton must risk everything by crossing a forbidden line…consequences be damned.
This book was so explosive, it would be a great movie if it was made into one!
The story of Colton and Rosalind was quite complex, to be honest. It kept me focused so that I wouldn't miss information that was vital to the story. They had many obstacles that came their way, including Rosalind constantly trying to run away.
Colton started as a cop, but ended up something only known as a legend. I loved that he stayed true to who he was and he was very loyal. Rosalind, on the other hand, was so conflicted because of the turmoil she was dealing with inside her body. I applaud her for being so brave and strong in the midst of it all.
One thing I realized early on in this book was that vampires were certainly not romanticized. Vampires were the abomination that they had always been, while werewolves were strong and powerful. I was certainly very interested with the history that the author presented in the book. This had been the most in-depth paranormal story I've read.
I would say that it needed one more round of line edits, though. Otherwise, it was a book full of substance. I would recommend it for those of you werewolf lovers.
Hi everyone! Today, I have the first book in a werewolf series! Keep on reading for an excerpt below.
Title: Bridged by Love Series: Kagan Wolves, #1 Author: Nancy Corrigan Publisher: Samhain Release Date: July 21, 2015 Pages: 207 Buy Links: Amazon | BN | Google Play | Kobo | iBooks
Blurb:
Follow his head, he breaks her heart. Follow his heart…he breaks his pack. From the moment he was born, Nic Kagan’s future was sealed. He’ll accept a mate, have kids, and eventually take over his father’s role as pack alpha. There’s just one problem.
Long ago, his heart settled on Riley, the pack’s human doctor and honorary member. Except only half of him can have her. The other half—his wolf—won’t give a weak non-shifter female a second sniff. No one—human or shifter—has left a mark on Riley’s soul like Nic. But with his father hospitalized, any hope things could work out between them is slipping away. Yet Riley understands something else about pack life. Power isn’t always a physical gift; love is just as strong. What she and Nic have is worth fighting for. With rival threats mounting, Nic realizes he can’t simply turn his back on Riley. Though his wolf could tear his heart out for it, he must fight for what he wants before he loses his mate. His pack. Maybe even his sanity. Warning: Contains a reluctant alpha with only one roadblock between his heart and the woman he loves—biology. And a woman who isn’t giving up on him, even if it means risking her life to fool Mother Nature.
Nic ran through the woods. The broken twigs and rocks poking into his paws barely registered. He pivoted and headed deeper into the underbrush. The sharp pulling of the low-hanging tree limbs on his fur appealed to his need to punish himself. He wanted to hurt. A fight would’ve been better, but he couldn’t go around initiating any. Actions like that would come off as a dominance tactic, and the Kagan males had always held to a higher standard. They understood all members of a pack played a vital role.
He lowered his head and pushed through the bowing evergreens. An open space greeted him. He froze. Sides heaving and blood soaking his fur, he panted and took in the small home in front of him—Riley’s place. His dad had bought it for her. Last time Nic had seen it was right after she’d moved in. She must’ve remodeled since then. Where the concrete stoop once stood, a wide front porch spanned the house. It looked inviting with the swing and chairs decorating it. He could see himself lounging on it, enjoying the night.
A low growl rumbled in his chest.
It didn’t surprise him that he’d ended up here. He hadn’t been able to get thoughts of her out of his head. Guilt ate at him. He’d treated her like shit the last time they were together. She deserved an apology and explanation. If he’d been man enough, he would’ve been straight with her then.
He padded across the gravel road. On the other side, soft grass met the pads of his paws. Halfway across the front yard, the door opened. Riley stepped out, a bottle of beer in hand. An oversize flannel shirt covered her chest and bare thighs. Jealousy surged, knowing she wore another male’s clothes. Shock replaced it with his next breath. It was his shirt, the one he’d had on the last time they were together.
She whipped her head in his direction. Narrowed eyes zeroed in on him. They widened on a gasp. She set her bottle down and sprinted across the yard. Her loosely buttoned top gave him a tantalizing glimpse of her legs. He sat on his haunches to watch her, but she reached him before he could decide if the swath of black between her thighs was a thong or a bikini.
“Nic”—she dropped to her knees in front of him—“what happened?”
He couldn’t answer her in his wolf form. She knew that. She also understood that depending on how much control he gave his other half, he might not even hear her. It never stopped her from approaching shifters. She’d said she could tell who was in charge by looking into their eyes.
“You’re bleeding.” She brushed back his fur and gently touched the skin around a long gash. “This wasn’t from a fight, was it?”
He shook his head, the only answer he could give in his limited form.
She stared into his eyes. Not a hint of fear showed in her expression. She treated his dad and the other dominants with the respect owed them by avoiding eye contact. Never Nic, at least not in private, but the rules were different around the other wolves. Riley had always understood the need for hierarchy among the members. In the pack’s eyes, she was as low as one could be. In his, she was his equal.
“Shift and tell me why you decided to drag your sorry ass to my house. None of these cuts need my attention.”
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“Do you like what you see?”
Riley’s husky voice drew him back from the edge. Tension drained from his limbs. He yanked her panties off, tossing them across the room. “Yeah, baby, I do. I like it a lot.”
Using his thumbs, he swiped the length of her lips from bottom to top, spreading her folds and searing the memory of her perfect sex into his mind. Pink and glistening, she looked damn inviting. He knew every inch of her body, inside and out. He’d memorized her every trigger point and learned how far he could push her before pleasure turned to pain, but the sight of her, wet and welcoming, always left him in awe.
“Fucking beautiful.” His mouth watered. The small taste he’d gotten from licking his fingers hadn’t been enough to satisfy his craving. He needed to lap up her spilled cream and drink of her release. The urge took over, one he couldn’t resist. He bent and licked her cleft. Her rich flavor hit him. He groaned.
So damn good.
He wanted to get drunk on her. More licks, more swipes, and she writhed for him. He laid a hand on her lower stomach and pushed, urging her to lie back and let him pleasure her. She followed his direction. No hesitation. He slid her bottom to the very edge of the counter and massaged her hips as he teased her lower lips with slow strokes of his tongue over her cleft.
More sweet cream flowed, an irresistible lure. He dipped the tip of his tongue into her opening, and her body gripped the small invasion. Overly sensitive from her last orgasm, every touch wound her higher. A few more thrusts, and she’d come for him. The trembling in her thighs told him how close she was to finding ecstasy.
Not yet. He hadn’t fulfilled his craving.
He withdrew his tongue and repeated the languid exploration of her sex, dipping into her hot center on each pass, but not lingering. And she writhed for him. Clutched at his forearms. Moaned his name.
Perfect. She’s perfect.
He dropped to his knees and draped her legs over his shoulders, spreading her wide. The arousal waiting for him to feast on coated her cleft. With his hands under her bottom, he tipped her hips, bringing her sex closer, and kissed her lower lips as deeply as he’d taken her mouth moments before.
“Oh God. More. Give me more. Feels so good.”
Her praise registered in his hazy mind. He might’ve smiled, but he couldn’t tear himself away from her sex. Her flavor drugged him. Her moans enflamed him. Nothing else mattered beyond his need to worship her body and make her wild.
Make her come. Hard. Exactly as she’d demanded.
A
little about Nancy…
A true romantic at heart, Nancy Corrigan is convinced
there’s a knight in shining armor for every woman (or man), but you won’t find
damsels in distress in her stories. She adores pairing alpha heroes with women
strong enough to match them and bring them to their knees. She also enjoys
flipping the traditional roles in romances because her motto is—love and people
should never be forced to conform to anyone’s norm.
She holds a degree in chemistry and has worked in research
but now focuses on ensuring quality. She considers it the perfect outlet for
her as she’s the first to admit she has some OCD tendencies. It carries over
into her writing life too. While engrossed in a novel, she has a habit of
forgetting to eat and sleep. Fortunately, she’s married to her own knight in
shining armor who understands her oddities and loves her anyway. They reside in
Pennsylvania with their three children, dog, snake and guinea pigs. Her other
interests include tattoos, animals, classic cars and all things spooky and
sexy.
Today, we have one of my good friends and local author, Linda Thomas-Sundstrom! I'm so glad to finally have her on the blog! Note: She LOVES werewolves.
Title: Wolf Hunter Series: Wolf Moon, #2 Author: Linda Thomas-Sundstrom Publisher: Harlequin Nocturne Release Date: May 1, 2015 Pages: 233 Buy Links: Amazon | BN
Blurb:
Sworn enemies fated to be supernatural lovers...
Only a few know about a race of Lycans hidden deep within Miami's underground. And those who do not embrace the wolves seek to destroy them. Cameron Mitchell has sought to protect his kind...at any cost. But one beautiful woman may be his undoing.
Born into a family of wolf hunters, Abby Stark has never actually confronted a Lycan. Then Cameron steps out of the shadows and Abby is overcome with the need to be devoured. With her father vowing to destroy all of Cameron's kind, Abby knows they have no future. Coupling with a were is not her destiny. Yet walking away is proving impossible. About the Author Linda Thomas-Sundstrom is an award-winning author of contemporary and paranormal romance novels and novellas, with books published by Kensington Brava, Amazon Montlake, Harlequin Nocturne and Harlequin Desire.
Linda lives in the west, and is a teacher by day and a writer by night. She loves more than anything to write, has a million ideas in her head, and hopes you will come along on the wild, wonderful ride with her.
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