I have a paranormal romance for you today; there's an excerpt and a tour-wide giveaway at the end of the post. "Alpha Me Not (White Wolf #3)",
is a contemporary erotic paranormal romantic suspense by Jianne Carlo. This book, while part of a series, is a standalone story.
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Excerpt–Adult-18+:
Tag
Line: Susie White's motto is Alpha Me Not.
Mercenary wolf Joe Huroq lives for hot sex and no strings. They add up
to the perfect affair, but murder changes everything.
Joe
Huroq tossed his duffel bag onto the bed, scrubbed the week’s worth of stubble
on his chin, and blew out a long sigh. It had been a hellish three months, and
he’d seen the worst of the emerging Eastern European countries, but the mission
had been successful.
Yeah.
Right. The team had rescued the kidnapped daughter of an oil executive from the
scumbags holding her for ransom. But he’d taken one look at the broken shell of
what once must have been a normal thirteen-year-old, and known she’d never be
whole again. She might have been better off dead.
He
knew not to go there.
The
plaintive notes of “Stairway to Heaven” wafted to his ears. Joe grinned.
His
back-fence neighbor, Terri, was in one of her moods. He’d learned to gauge
Terri’s state of mind by the music she blared while suntanning nude in her
backyard. That particular rift meant she’d had a down and dirty fight with her
girlfriend, had a twelve-pack of Heines on ice, and was halfway to being
pissed.
Joe’s
grin went ape-shit wide. Exactly what he needed.
Shoot
the breeze with Terri, get a nice buzz on, jump in the pool, and forget the
bleakness in the teenager’s eyes. He shucked his button-down shirt, tossed his
boots, socks, shed his worn and grimy jeans, shoved off his briefs, grabbed a
towel, and padded to the back door.
Spring
in Hallie was his favorite time of year. A light breeze lifted the noonday
heat, and the fresh aroma of just-mowed grass perfumed the air. A seven-foot
wooden fence bordered his and Terri’s backyards. She upped the volume when Joe
slipped the deadbolt on the gate between the two properties.
Must’ve
been a doozy of a fight.
Terri
and her significant other, Petra, had a tempestuous, passionate relationship.
He’d come to believe Terri secretly loved makeup sex and deliberately picked
fights with Pet.
He
spied Terri on the opposite side of the pool. She lay nude on a lawn chair, her
face covered by a wide-brimmed straw hat. Joe raised his face to the sun and
rolled his shoulders. No place in the world like the good old US of A, and
nothing washed away the sins of the universe better than an afternoon of
dissing the latest political gaffes and arguing about sports teams while
drinking beer and scarfing down pizza. He studied the wispy white clouds dotting
the powder-blue sky as he made his way over to Terri.
A
four-seater patio table with an open blue-and green-striped umbrella stood
adjacent to the twin lawn chairs. He glanced at Terri and frowned.
She
looked…different.
Those
boobs. Perfect. Rounded.
At
least a C-cup, with milk-chocolate areolae, and fat, pink-tipped nipples.
His
cock stirred, and he stumbled. What the
fuck?
He’d
never felt the slightest attraction to Terri. He dropped his gaze lower and
salivated. Inky, tight curls framed a heart-shaped mound of pubic hair from
which peeked the prettiest pink pussy lips he’d ever seen, bar none. His jaw
sagged, and his cock vaulted to commander-in-chief attention.
Holy Batman and
Robin. He had
died and gone to vagina heaven.
The
song ended. His knees buckled. Joe grabbed a chair to try to steady himself.
The metal feet squeaked on the pavers.
Terri
jackknifed to a sitting position.
Not Terri. Not
Terri at all. Whoa!
The
female scrambled to her feet, grabbed the towel from the chair, and clamped the
terry fabric over those perfect breasts. “Help! Help!”
Joe
blinked.
She
spun around and sprinted to the small deck connected to the back of the house.
A
fine ass.
High,
muscled, and sweetly curved.
He
licked his lips and focused on her sleek thighs and the hint of pubic hair that
did a stripper’s grind-and-tease peep show with each long stride.
And
all the while she shrieked like a fire engine on full alert.
The
high-pitched screams made him wince, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her
backside, and he couldn’t have moved an iota even if someone had put a GLOCK to
his head.
She
threw open the back door, raced inside, and slammed it shut.
Joe
shook his head, hoping the blood pooled in his groin would somehow speed back
to fuel his lust-dazed brain.
The
crack of a window being opened penetrated his sex stupor.
“I
called 911, you pervert. Get out of my backyard!”
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Blurb from the author ~
Susie White wants no picket
fences, no alpha, and no cubs. White wolf woman she may be, but no pack for
her, no sireee. Alpha me not, that’s her motto. In all caps.
Mercenary and half-breed wolf Joe
Huroq’s not looking for a mate. Stop and go screwing, that’s his motto. Hot and
heavy between missions. Then he glimpses his new neighbor tanning nude and the
situation explodes.
Literally. Susie’s house is
consumed by fire. What’s Joe to do but offer Susie his hospitality?
Susie can’t resist the temptation
of big, bad, mercenary, so she suggests a friends with benefits arrangement
which he accepts with an amazing alacrity. The sex is frantic, hot, and
frequent. Neither one can keep their hands off the other.
Then children go missing. The
fire’s deemed arson. Bodies pile up. Susie refuses to accept Joe’s mate claim.
Can he keep her safe when she won’t obey a single order?
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it
contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations and adult language, and may be
considered offensive to some readers.
Publisher: Loose ID
Genre: Urban Fantasy, Romance, Erotica
Format: ebook
Length: 283 pages
Release Date: August 28, 2012
Buying Links:
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About the author:
My motto is simple: Alpha Me
Please. While strong heroines, exotic locations, and cultural differences are my
forte, I go weak in the knees for warriors of any type, rebels, SEAls, Vikings,
and bad-ass mercenaries.
Send me a man with an attitude
and I'll find the right woman to tame him. My writing career began in 2008, and
since then I've been lucky enough to have over twenty books published. Most of
my books are TOP PICKs and several have been nominated for and won awards and
prizes.
Nothing makes my day more than an
email from someone who’s read one of my books. So far, I've received emails
from almost every continent on the planet. Almost…
Find Jianne online:
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Tour wide giveaway
Prize is an eBook copy of "Alpha Me Not (White Wolf #3)". Contest is tour-wide, open internationally and ends April
2nd. Must be 18 years of age or older to enter.
