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On life, the universe, and coffee.
Oh yeah, and books... |
Hi everyone!
I can't say enough how thrilled I am with the release of Alpha's Beta. I was SO scared of my first m/m book, and the reception has been amazing. **big smooches to everyone who bough it** I'm just over 10k into writing book 3 of the North Woods Wolves series, and it's gotten to the point where I've lost all control of the story. This is a good thing, the characters have taken over and the inmates are running the asylum so to speak. I'm *hoping* to keep it under 16k so that it can be another Romance on the Go book like the first two, but at the current rate I'm going, I don't know as that will happen. This one is m/f again, and tells Taylor's story. Taylor, for those of you who didn't read Alpha's Beta, is the woman who was Jordan's on-again-off-again friend with benefits until fate smacked him upside the head with Erik. I was nearing the end of writing book 2 when I realized that she pretty much got shafted, and needed a happy ending too. Enter Davien - a foreign alpha who has been roaming the country in wolf form for two years, and brings his own set of baggage to the North Woods. And, of course, Cassie and the others just had to poke their heads in with their two cents' worth here and there. Which is fine with me, because I just love writing Cassie. :) teaser: Taylor was alone behind the counter; the snow had kept nearly everyone inside. There hadn’t been any new customers for over two hours so she’d sent her helper home. She swallowed her unease and prepared a cup of tea for Cassie. “Anything for you?” “Water.” His voice was deep, rough and gravely, presumably from disuse. She set Cassie’s cup down with a smile. “Feeling better?” “Yes, thank you.” Cassie’s eyes flicked to the one other customer in the cafe, a young girl glued to her laptop, earbuds in. “Kieran’s on his way,” she whispered. “That’s not necessary,” the man grumbled. “Not going to cause trouble.” Taylor headed for his table. “Anything besides water?” Their eyes met, and Taylor sucked in a breath. His fingers brushed hers as he reached for the glass. They were rough and calloused, though gentle. He studied her for a moment, and then grinned, the action transforming his features. His eyes warmed as little lines creased the corners. “That’s all I can afford right now, until you give me back my fanny pack.” She laughed, the tense set of her shoulders slowly easing. “In that case, I’ll start a tab for you. What would you like?” “Sausage and eggs?” he asked hopefully, one eyebrow raised. Taylor stared at him for a moment as his thumb stroked the back of her hand. She cleared her throat. “Sure,” she said, hating how breathy her voice was. “Oh fucking hell,” Cassie burst out, and his smile deepened as she continued. “Taylor, you’ll be completely safe. Thanks for the tea. I’ll call you later. Davien, you can find your way back, right?” “Sure,” he said, not taking his eyes off Taylor. Cassie sighed as she stood. “Earth to Taylor!” Taylor tore her gaze from the man—had Cassie called him Davien? Was that his name?—to look at her. “You have my number. If you need anything, any help at all, you call me or Jordan. Do you understand?” Taylor noted the gold rings around Cassie’s irises and belatedly realized that she wasn’t being as cautious as she should be with this man. Reluctantly, she pulled her hand out from under his and stepped back. “Yes, thank you.” Cassie looked between the two of them and shook her head. “I should have known,” she mumbled as she left. “What’s she talking about?” Taylor asked. His eyes roamed her face, pausing on her hair. “No worries, Red. I’ll explain it all in due time.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m not stupid. Don’t give me the whole ‘it’s a wolf thing’ spiel. It’s insulting,” she snapped, ignoring the quip about her chosen hair color. She’d been gifted with flat, boring brown hair at birth, so now she dyed it whatever color she felt like, and changed it often. Currently it was a bright, fire-engine red. Not necessarily the smartest plan, because it tended to make her stick out and be memorable, but she felt reasonably safe now after so much time had passed since fleeing her former life. “Oh but it is a wolf thing, little Red. One which you’ll understand soon enough.” His voice dropped and he leaned forward, arms folded on the table. “But not yet. And certainly not while she’s still here.” He tipped his head toward the girl still engrossed in her laptop. “Whatever.” With a huff, Taylor spun and went to make his damned sausage and eggs. Oh, and did I mention that Davien is based on Jason Momoa from Frontier? ;)
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