Blurb:
Librarian Suzan Marsh is an empath and has
always felt assaulted by the feelings of others. She has had to distance
herself from the people in her life, raising a mental barrier to ward off
unwanted emotions. When wolf shifter August Crane abducts her, he breaks
through the walls she constructed, forcing her to accept a frightening new
truth.
Jaguar shifter twins Percy and Byron Moon are
familiar with the evil ways of August Crane. Because of him, their childhood
was destroyed. Because of him, their way of life at the peaceful Ursa Fishing
Lodge and Resort is threatened. And they won’t rest until he is dead.
When Crane drags Suzan into his cult and
decides to make her his “concubine,” Percy and Byron know they must save the
human woman. Their connection to her is strong and they cannot deny the dream
they always held close. That they could share a woman and make her their mate.
But even after rescuing Suzan, none of them
are free from Crane’s clutches. The wolf shifter has plans, ones that involve
the demise of every shape shifter at the Ursa Resort. Not only must Percy and
Byron keep Suzan safe, they must convince her to accept them both. In order to
stop Crane from hurting everyone they love, they must learn to fight together.
Read an Excerpt:
After her shower, she toweled off and dressed
in the clothes provided, choosing a pretty green V-neck T-shirt to accompany
the jeans. Everything fit perfectly, from underwear to outerwear, as if the
Moons had already known her. It
boggled her mind, but she couldn’t lose the sensation they were connected by
more than just circumstance. Her instincts never lied. After slipping into a
pair of soft white socks, she made her way toward the kitchen.
She heard Byron and Percy before she saw them
and stopped to catch an excited breath. When she heard what they said, she
paused a moment longer.
“How’s your jaguar holding up?” Byron asked
his brother.
She knew it was Byron. Despite them being
identical twins, there were slight differences in their voices. Byron’s was the
smoother voice. Percy’s had the odd touch of sexy gravel.
“My dumb cat,” replied Percy on a near growl,
“was up all night long. He keeps pawing at me, trying to get to her.”
Her?
As the burn of jealousy sizzled in Suzan’s gut, she gnawed on her bottom lip in
a futile attempt to quell it. Maybe Percy had a girlfriend and he was dying to
see her. Maybe he couldn’t wait to escape the cabin so he could meet up with
this woman and, well, let his jaguar loose.
“Yeah,” Byron said. “My cat’s in agony, too.
I think my ribs are black and blue inside, it pounds them so much.”
Oh,
great. She wasn’t sure why this information
astounded her. Of course men like them would have girlfriends. Hell, they might
have mates. She hadn’t bothered to ask, had she? She’d already heard the mate
bond was a powerful thing, that it would drive any shifter to distraction, both
sexually and emotionally. Why had she been naïve enough to think these men
might be single? She knew enough to know the good ones were always taken.
She’d been so stupid to think they had a
bond. Bullshit. Clearly, her empathic tendencies had let her down for the first
time.
“I can’t believe how quickly my jag …
recognized Suzi,” said Percy.
Oh.
Last she heard, she was the only Suzi around here.
Byron grunted. “I feel the same way. I’ve
never felt like this. My head’s not working properly. Fuck, I couldn’t even
hold a bowl of eggs without losing it. Percy, we need to discuss things.
Seriously.”
“I know.”
“If Suzi is the one we’re meant to share, we
can’t afford to make any wrong moves, especially with Crane in the picture. We
need to support her and not let our egos get in the way.”
“Agreed.”
If
Suzi is the one we’re meant to share…
Holy hell.
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“TEN WAYS WRITING ROMANCE HAS CHANGED MY LIFE”
Thanks so much to Elodie for hosting me on
my blog tour for Predator’s Trinity,
Gemini Island Shifters 6. I’m thrilled to be here.
I’ve written a few books now and each one
finds me more and more philosophical about my career path. I can’t help
wondering what I’ve learned along the way, and thought it might be fun to
analyze exactly how writing romance has changed my life.
1 – EVERY PERSON I MEET IS A POTENTIAL
CHARACTER. YEAH, THIS MEANS YOU. Now, don’t get me wrong. I never base my
characters on actual people with whom I have a relationship. In my opinion, that
would be wrong. However, I have received a lot of inspiration from people I’ve
met here and there, or folks I’ve seen in passing. So that drunk woman who
spilled her beer in front of me on a Las Vegas street? You are in one of my
books.
2 – I AM AN ADDICT. Not in a bad-for-my-health sense. Rather, I am a romance writing addict. I can barely go
a day without writing, and when I must, I start to get the shakes.
3 – MY SONS ROLL THEIR EYES AT ME A LOT
MORE NOW. Firstly, they’re teens, so rolling eyes is a given. Secondly, their
mother writes romance. They’ve seen a lot of bare chests on my book covers.
*cue eye rolls from sons*
4 – MY COFFEE CONSUMPTION HAS INCREASED.
Coffee and writing. They’re like John and Yoko. Peaches and cream. Peaches and
Herb…you get the idea.
5 – PEOPLE THINK I’M A SEX EXPERT. Allow me
to offer this disclaimer: I am not, at least not any more so than any other
mother of two children. But because I write sexy romance, people sometimes give
me “the eye.” That’s the look that says, “She writes romance? Her husband is a
lucky man…”
6 – I TALK TO MYSELF A LOT MORE. Notice how
I said “more?” I’ve always talked to myself but now I can’t seem to stop. When
a piece of dialogue occurs to me, I try it out to see how it sounds. So if you
ever meet me and I appear to be having two conversations at once, I am not a weirdo.
Well, perhaps a bit of a weirdo…
7 – I’M ALWAYS SCRIBBLING IN NOTEBOOKS.
After all, you never know when a hot story idea will hit. I carry notebooks
with me almost everywhere I go. So, if we’re ever having coffee and I get a
queer look in my eye, and stop everything to record a few lines, you’ll know an
idea just occurred.
8 – I FORGET TO EAT. When I’m writing, I
have to remind myself to eat and drink. It’s amazing I don’t faint. On the plus
side, my snug pants now fit.
9 – PEOPLE STOP ME IN THE STREETS TO TELL
ME HOW MUCH THEY LOVE MY WORK. Oh, hang
on…that’s not me. That’s Jackie Collins.
10 – I’M CONSTANTLY DREAMING. It’s true. My
head is always in the clouds, dreaming up new romances. Only for the first time
in my life, someone is paying me to do it.
Author
bio:
Rosanna Leo is a multi-published, erotic
romance author. Several of her books about Greek gods, selkies and shape
shifters have been named Top Picks at Night Owl Romance and The Romance
Reviews.
From Toronto, Canada, Rosanna occupies a
house in the suburbs with her long-suffering husband, their two hungry sons and
a tabby cat named Sweetie. When not writing, she can be found haunting dusty
library stacks or planning her next star-crossed love affair.
A library employee by day, she is honored to
be a member of the league of naughty librarians who also happen to write
romance. Rosanna blogs at www.rosannaleoauthor.wordpress.com
Thanks very much for hosting me, Elodie! Glad to be here.
ReplyDeleteSo funny and very true! Especially forgetting to eat and talking to yourself! Only a matter of time until people stop you on the street like Jackie Collins. Enjoy the peace for now, then invest in a hat and some huge sunglasses! ;)
ReplyDeleteLol, thanks Jessica! Glad you could join us. I will look into those sunglasses. ;-)
DeleteWell, I love your books. And I talk to myself on daily basis. My furbaby and I have daily talks about everything. So welcome to the club. I'm glad I'm not the only one. Keep those books coming.
ReplyDeleteLol, thanks Mary! So glad I'm not alone. Our furbabies need us to talk to them. That's our story, so let's stick to it!
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