Have you met the Snowdonia Wolves yet?
The first two books in the series have just been re-released with GORGEOUS new covers, and are at the bargain price of $0.99 each for a limited time.
Wolf at the Door
Love can heal all wounds…
Pop star Lillian Hart is determined never to trust another man. She has no idea that the wolf at her door is anything other than a wounded dog, much less the Alpha of the Snowdonia Wolf pack. There’s something about the wild creature that pulls at her. Then a man with her wolf’s eyes starts to invade her dreams, and reality and fantasy merge in a way that has her hoping, against all odds, for dreams to come true.
Lillian may have sworn off men, but Jake’s not just any man, he’s a shifter, and he’s about to shift Lillian’s world to make room for him. He vows to claim her as his Mate, and when Jake makes a vow, he keeps it. But Lillian wants to take it slow and Jake is not about to waste any time.
In this battle of wills, both discover giving in and trusting their hearts can heal even the deepest of hurts.
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A Handful of Wolf
Sasha’s not a looking-to-the-future kind of guy, but he’s made an exception with his plans to travel and meet lots of pretty girls. Too bad his Pack Alpha, fate, and reality have other ideas about his trip abroad. He’s pretty sure he didn’t sign on to be a diplomat for the Snowdonia Wolf Pack. Or to find a Mate. Especially not a human Mate.
Megan knows better than to let a sweet-talking charmer get under her skin, but Sasha’s sexy playfulness is making her forget all her rules. Except one: she’s not willing to risk her heart by falling in love. The gorgeous boy from Wales can only be a fling, especially since her over-protective brothers hate him on sight.
In the midst of a wolf uprising, a hesitant Mate, and Megan’s complicated family ties, Sasha learns that sometimes impulsiveness is dangerous and even lethal. Can he show Megan why they belong together before it all comes crashing down around him and he loses his Mate forever?
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Excerpt from A Handful of Wolf
He’d only gone a short distance when he scented her again. Megan. His wolf pricked up his ears and scratched at him. She was close and Sasha hesitated. If he delayed any further he’d only be compounding the level of trouble he’d be in. Fuck it. Two minutes wouldn’t hurt. Just to check she was okay.
He found her standing just inside the doorway to a sprawling trendy bar, with her back leaning against the doorframe, head bent and the evening sun casting fiery sparks through her hair. She spoke brightly into her phone, one finger absently playing with the hem of her shiny top while she chattered. The fabric draped softly over her gorgeous curves and Sasha couldn’t drag his eyes away. Leggy blondes were overrated. He now had a passion for curvy brunettes, and this one in particular.
She giggled. “Sure, see you in an hour,” and then finished the call and lifted her head to meet his gaze. Her eyebrows shot up into her forehead. “You again? Are you stalking me or something?”
His mouth could have been filled with sand, it felt so dry. “I, uh, no.” Her lips twitched as though she was trying not to smile, and he scrambled for something intelligent to say. “I saw you here. I, uh, wanted to apologize for, uh, you know.”
“For wrecking my dinner date?”
There was another flicker of a smile, quickly squashed, but his wolf liked it. Was she just teasing him?
“Yeah.” He dug up a suitably contrite expression and moved a step closer. “I thought he was harassing you.”
“He was, but not how you mean.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief. “Do you want to make it up to me?”
“Does it involve punching your date some more? I don’t want to get locked up.”
“Sadly, no.” She smiled properly now and it stole his breath. White teeth gleamed and her nose wrinkled briefly. “You can pay for dinner.”
There had to be a catch. Or maybe not. He grinned, his best panty-dropping smile. “It would be my pleasure. Where can I take you?”
Her eyebrows quirked. “I didn’t say I’d go with you, just that you’d pay for my dinner.”
“I did.” He loved that she was sparring with him and took another step closer. “But since I haven’t eaten yet, and you haven’t eaten yet … see a pattern here?” He stood close enough to touch her, but kept his hands relaxed at his sides. “We could go together, and you can tell me where you learned that brutal move at lunchtime.”
The smile broke into a laugh and he grinned back, fighting with himself to keep his hands away from her. He could practically taste her lips and the longing to touch her made his palms itch. His wolf was in ecstasy at her obvious delight.
“Brothers. I have two older brothers who made sure that nobody would try to take advantage of me, you know, with random kissing. That kind of thing.”
“They taught you well. But,” he cocked his head to one side. “It didn’t work.”
“No.” He dipped his head toward her and couldn’t miss the hitch in her breath. “I’d risk doing it again.”
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I’m giving away a ecopy of both Wolf at the Door AND A Handful of Wolf. Simply tell me which type of paranormal being you like reading about. Vamps? Shifters? Angels? Or something else entirely? 🙂