Welcome to
the Wicked Reads Blog Hop and thanks for stopping by mine to check out
my page. Such amazing authors featured on this hop and I am so excited
to be among them. This is also my very first blog hop. Yay!
I have some goodies in store for you today: A chance to win an ebook copy of my latest release, Alpha Blood (Pack Warriors #1). Be sure to enter my Rafflecopter giveaway below. I also have a little snippet from Alpha Blood Treat, a short bonus story I am writing. It's all about a Halloween night. This story takes place a few years after Alpha Blood.
So without further ado, here's Alpha Blood Treat.
Gemma was sprawled out in the center of their king sized bed, wearing nothing but the wolf ears headband she wore earlier as part of her Halloween costume, her lips quirking into a sly little smile at the sight of him. A goddess, she was bare before him in a lazily relaxed pose. Her left leg was straight, her right, bent at the knee and spread open, revealing her glistening pink pussy. Both arms were loosely stretched above her head in a pose that conveyed, come and get me and do to me what you will. Kane would happily oblige as soon as he was able to get his frozen self to move.
He couldn’t help but marvel at her beauty for a moment more. She had him tied up in knots all evening with her sexy little wolf outfit, the hilarity of her costume notwithstanding. The beige, faux-fur trimmed dress hugged her every curve, flaring out at mid thigh, and revealing just enough cleavage to be sexy, yet classy. That didn’t stop other males from ogling Gemma, something that one angry, possessive look from either Jordan or Kane had them regretting. Completing her ensemble was the headband she was currently wearing, a tail, and faux fur boots that went almost up to her knee. Damn, he and Jordan were two of the luckiest sons of bitches.
Sons of bitches who adamantly refused …for as long as they could… to wear any sort of costume. Kane had learned pretty quickly that he could not refuse Gemma anything that would make her and their three year old boys happy, especially if not giving in would make them unhappy. So he and Jordan begrudgingly donned last minute, makeshift costumes, which Kane had to also begrudgingly admit, looked pretty bad ass!
He had applied some of Gemma’s Makeup to make himself look like Eric Draven from The Crow—the black eye-liner and dark shadow only, since Gemma did not own any white face paint. The black leather pants, skin tight black, long sleeved shirt, and black boots were already part of his wardrobe. He went sans the long black coat because Jordan needed it for his costume. In addition to Kane’s coat, Jordan wore black slacks, a ribbed black undershirt and black boots with buckles on them. When he put on his dark aviators, his Neo from The Matrix look was complete.
Gemma squealed with glee when they had surprised her with their costumes. Both characters were from two of her favorite movies. “You both look way hotter, though,” she had said. And from the scent of her arousal, Kane had no doubt she meant it.
“I think you boys deserve a treat later,” Gemma had said with a devilish wink. She then sauntered off into the family room adding just a little extra sway to her hips.
More coming soon!
In the meantime, check out Alpha Blood (Pack Warriors #1) to see how the trio came together.
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Blurb:
Gemma, a she-wolf, alone and in unbearable pain, cries
vengeance against the evil man who caused her suffering. Jordan,
alpha of the White-Moon pack, the largest in the country, has a war to prepare
for. Kane, his brother and beta,
struggles to be worthy of the role thrust upon him.
When young girls start to disappear and rumors of a
dangerous serum surface, the two men are brought face to face with their destiny. A fiery passion blooms between Gemma and her
men, one that heals her body and soul, but a dangerous war still lies
ahead. Will they be successful at
stopping an evil tyrant before another girl goes missing or will Gemma pay the
ultimate price? With her life!
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Excerpt:
Gemma still
ached all over, but the pain was now dull and tolerable. She knew her reprieve
would be short. More pain waited for her throughout the night. Something was
different, however. Warmth surrounded her on both sides as she rested on what
felt like a soft bed. A pillow cushioned her head.
She opened
her eyes and bolted upright when a warm, calloused hand brushed her cheek.
“Easy, you’re
safe,” said a deeply rich and sexy voice. “Lie back down.”
She looked
around the spacious bedroom and even through the muted light could see the room
was tastefully decorated with dark wood furniture matching the dark wood
bedposts. A creamy white chaise sat in the corner with a cozy-looking rich
brown throw blanket dangling off the side of it. She imagined herself lounging
on it with a good book and a glass of wine sitting atop the small side table
next to the chaise. Gemma did in fact feel safe, safer than she had felt in a
very long time. She complied with the gentle command to lie down, pulling up
the chartreuse-colored sheet that had pooled around her belly when she had sat
up and she sensed a blush creep onto her cheeks while doing so. The memory of
what had happened earlier in the forest with the two gorgeous men beside her
came flooding back to her as well. They had given her a ray of hope when she
had none left.
At first she was
on her guard, wary of anyone who dared approach her lest they were part of
Pollux-Moon or in allegiance with them. Then she became angry that two complete
strangers thought it their right to order her around, to touch her without her
consent. She’d been in too much pain to realize that they only wanted to help
her. So in agony and unfocused as she was, at first she hadn’t even realized
that they were her mates.
Mates. I have mates. She closed her eyes
briefly and savored the delicious scents that surrounded her. Her pain had been
reflected in their eyes earlier when she had locked gazes with them after she
realized who they were to her. One of them had hair the color of midnight and eyes of gold. His hard gaze had
softened when she stopped struggling and let him examine her. She found him
looking at her when she opened her eyes again.
“What’s your
name?” he asked. He had a slightly deeper baritone than the one who commanded
her to lie down.
“I’m Gemma. But
my friends call me Gem.”
“You have a
beautiful name, Gemma, Gem.” His smile was breathtaking. He looked so open and
friendly, a complete contrast to how he had looked earlier when he was being
bossy and commanding. “I’m Jordan.
Alpha of the White-Moon pack. This is my brother and beta, Kane.”
She looked over
at Kane—hair nearly as dark as his brother’s, but eyes a mossy green—and
managed a small smile. Both men were large and muscular and exuded a power hard
to miss. They had identical tattoos on their left pectoral—a wolf’s paw print
with a wolf face inside it. The eyes of each wolf, however, matched its
owner’s. A full white moon stood out behind the paw and the White-Moon pack
insignia, in elegant script, rested underneath. They both sported various other
tattoos, but that particular one was breathtaking.
“You had us
worried there, little wolf,” Kane said. “How are you feeling?”
“Like I just
clawed my way out of hell for a temporary breather.” She hadn’t meant to say
that out loud.
Kane looked
suddenly angry. “Who did this to you?”
Thanks again for stopping by and HAPPY HALLOWEEN. May you all get lots of special treats this year. ;)
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