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Monday, September 7, 2026

4.5 Sheep Book Review: Hexy Beast (The Sherwood Witches, Book #3) by Avery Flynn

Hexy Beast (The Sherwood Witches, Book #3)
by Avery Flynn
Book 3 of 3: The Sherwood Witches
September 8, 2026
An impulsive witch and a buttoned-up werewolf discover love is its own beast in this spicy rom-com from USA Today bestselling author Avery Flynn.

As the eldest daughter of the magical Sherwood family, I’m supposed to have everything together. Well, joke’s on them—I, Effie Sherwood, am chaos incarnate, and you’ll never be able to guess my next move.

Like jumping on the back of Darius Aetos’ motorcycle. Not only is Darius grumpy, gruff, and hot, he’s also the head of the Aetos werewolf pack.

My spur of the moment decision has quickly become a much bigger commitment, because a pack elder is convinced this hunk of a man (or wolf, depending on the hour) is my fated mate.

Even though I’m a witch and he’s a werewolf, we’re stuck together until we can find our way out of the tricky pack politics. But under the light of the blue moon, it’s almost starting to feel like Darius doesn’t want to stay away from me. And I’m not sure if it’s my magic going haywire or the starlit skies, but I can’t imagine leaving his arms either.

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Hexy Beast (The Sherwood Witches) book 3 of The Sherwood Witches in this rom-com paranormal series. It is freaking hilarious!!!

Talk about banter and snark, this one is dripping with many actual laugh out loud moments. I loved all the back and forth between our leading couple. They are super believable as a couple and just overall the whole world this author created.

Tons of added spicy moments and deep love connection between two people you are actually rooting for. Add in some really touching heartfelt pages and overall this one is a fun adventure in a light-hearted story.

Enjoyed it from start the finish!

Getting 4.5 Sheep


 

 

KD


About the Author:

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USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling romance author Avery Flynn has sold more than a million books, which have been translated into multiple languages. She has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip. She lives outside of Washington DC with her family and a pack of five dogs all named after food. If she’s not reading romance or binging reality TV, she’s most definitely plotting to take over the world so she can banish Crocs from existence. Also, if you figure out how to send Oreos through the Internet, she’ll be your best friend for life.

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Monday, October 20, 2025

Blind Date with a Werewolf by Patricia Briggs


Blind Date with a Werewolf
by Patricia Briggs
October 21, 2025
Genre: urban fantasy, paranormal romance
When the deadly werewolf Asil is gifted five blind dates by some anonymous “friends,” his reclusive life will never be the same, in this enthralling novel in stories from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Mercy Thompson series.

Includes two all-new stories as well as three previously published stories.

Dear Asil:
We are worried about you. A werewolf alone is a sad thing, especially at Christmastime. So we have a challenge for you: five dates in three weeks. We have taken the work out of it and connected you with five people from online dating sites. You should also know that we have informed the whole pack and instigated a betting pool. Have fun!

Sincerely,
Your Concerned Friend 
Praise for the novels of Patricia Briggs

“Patricia Briggs never fails to deliver an exciting, magic- and fable-filled suspense story.”—#1 New York Times bestselling author Erin Watt

“There’s enough action to keep me on the edge of my seat and enough humor to give readers a break.”—USA Today

“Patricia Briggs is an incredible writer. . . . I love hanging out with the amazing characters in this series!”—New York Times bestselling author Nalini Singh

“I love these books.”—#1 New York Times bestselling author Charlaine Harris

About the Author

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Patricia Briggs is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Mercy Thompson urban fantasy series (Winter Lost, Soul Taken) and the Alpha and Omega novels (Wild Sign, Burn Bright).

Tuesday, July 15, 2025

Once Upon a Blue Moon (Welcome to Moonridge Book 1) by Avery Arujo


Once Upon a Blue Moon (Welcome to Moonridge Book 1)
by Avery Arujo
July 1, 2025
Paranormal Romance/Mystery
Magic, mystery, and enemies-to-something-much-sweeter collide in this cozy paranormal romance full of heart, humor, and hexes.

Hazel Thornton is a small-town witch with a knack for brewing potions, botching spells, and annoying her grumpy werewolf neighbor, Blake Carter. But when a magical mishap leaves them trapped in each other’s bodies, they’re forced to work together—awkwardly, sarcastically, and very much against their will.

To make matters worse, Moonridge is on edge. Wolves are acting strange. Magic is going haywire. And beneath Hazel’s apothecary, something old and dangerous is waking up. As Hazel and Blake stumble through spellwork, supernatural politics, and a suspiciously perfect wellness guru with a shady agenda, one thing becomes clear: this body swap isn’t their biggest problem.

As Hazel and Blake race to reverse the spell, they uncover secrets that could tear the town apart. But the deeper they dive into the mystery, the more they realize their biggest problem might not be magic... it might be how much they’re falling for each other. 

About the Author
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Avery Arujo is the pen name of a neurodivergent, painfully shy, and proudly introverted writer who has finally decided to dip her toes into the chaotic world of self-publishing.

Though she’s been quietly writing for years (mostly through anonymous fanfic and enthusiastic encouragement for other writers) this marks her first official foray into paranormal-romance-mysteries. (ParaRoMystery?) It was the quiet days of the COVID pandemic, the persistent voices of the Moonridge characters in her head, and the gentle (okay, sometimes pushy) insistence of family and friends that nudged her toward publishing.

Avery lives in the northern U.S., where it’s cold more often than not, with two opinionated dogs, and a significant other who is equal parts grumpy and lovely. When she’s not writing, you’ll find her watching trashy reality TV or reading with a blanket, a cup of coffee, and at least one pet trying to prove that they are more interesting than her book.


Tuesday, February 25, 2025

Strange New Moons (Werewolf Anthology)

STRANGE NEW MOONS: A NEW PACK IS RUNNING WILD!

Hi everyone (or should I say ‘Awhhoooo!!!’?), I’m Kayleigh, co-editor of a brand new werewolf themed anthology called Strange New Moons. I guess that also makes me co-pack leader…although, don’t get the wrong idea. These are just stories, we’re not werewolves. We’re definitely not werewolves, because werewolves aren’t even re…

SQUIRREL!

….Ahem, sorry, got distracted there for a second. Anyway, what was I saying? Oh yeah, no werewolves here. Especially not Somer Canon.

So now that we’ve got all that straightened out, I’d love to tell you a little about the anthology and what it contains. Our main goal was to release a collection of werewolf stories that were more on the unconventional side. We all know and love a “standard” werewolf story (someone is attacked by a beast – oh no! – and then they grapple with the changes that start to happen to them as they go wolfside). We didn’t want to give you that. We aimed to give you subverted themes, new and twisted lore, and fresh takes on old tropes. So here’s what we have for you!

Vargsangen – by Mary SanGiovanni
A cold mountain, an especially strong mother, and something unexpected lurking outside in the dark (maybe there are scarier things than werewolves roaming around out there…).

Mary SanGiovanni is the award-winning author of over twenty books, including an Alien tie-in and a Wonder Woman story for DC Comics. And yes, if you stab her with silver, her flesh might hiss, but she’s not a werewolf.

Seamus – by Keawe Melina Patrick
Ever wondered what it’s like to be caged by a deranged scientist, trapped in a particular side of your own body? Wonder no more, because you can read it here.

This author is relatively new to the scene because she only just got bitt…er….recently started publishing. Watch this space because she’s awesome.

Agonies of the Flesh – by Ej Sidle
Where do you turn for particular medical procedures if you’re both woman and wolf? A socially relevant and current story thematically.

Ej Sidle is a writer of short fiction, a horror talent, and loves hunting down prey. Wait…scrap that last part. I mean “going out for a nice meal.”

That Time of the Month – by Kayleigh Dobbs
What if every single woman in the world was a werewolf but none of the men were? What are the rules of society, and what happens on the night of the full moon, exactly?

Kayleigh Dobbs (hello, that’s me!) writes short horror and horror/comedy fiction, and runs a horror review site called Happy Goat Horror. Sometimes it’s hard not eating the other goats, on account of being a werewo…on account of…of hearing that goats are delicious. And for no other reason.

It’s All for the Best, Sweetie – by Rose Strickman
There must be a thousand retellings of Little Red Riding Hood but I guarantee you’ve never read one like this.

This author can be found penning tales of horror, scifi, and fantasy, when her claws aren’t too long and she can type. Huh? What? Oh…by that I mean when her nails are nice and manicured. Her normal human nails.

The Pit – by John Durgin
The first rule of Fight Club is…

John Durgin is the co-founder of Livid Comics, a novelist, and particularly fast when running through the woods. On his human legs, obviously.

Expose the Fur Below – by Rebbeca Rowland
If you like a good sandwich, this story might make you squeamish about adding cold cuts to it…

Rebecca Rowland is a Bram Stoker Award, and a Shirley Jackson Award nominee, and a Godless Award winner. She’s very approachable and easy to contact. Unless it’s the night of the full moon. There’s no reason for that or anything, it’s just coincidence that she tends to be unreachable only on that night of the month.

Who Keeps Shitting on the Memorial Fire Tower? – by Somer Canon
What kind of maniac would do such a thing? Two security guards hang back after their shift to find out…and maybe regret it.

Somer Canon is an award winning author and never ever ever leaves her clothes in a neat pile at the edge of the forest and disappears on hours for end, only to return covered in blood. So don’t even worry about it.

Lark – by Amanda Headlee
One of the most emotional and definitely the most unconventional story in the anthology. Is there anything a parent wouldn’t do for their child?

Amanda Headlee is an author, athlete, and lover of ice cream, the latter of which is amazing actually because canines tend to be lactose intolerant. I mean…a lot of people can’t have dairy and….oh look something shiny over there!

March of Night, Scratch of Claw – by Tim Lebbon
Tim Lebbon is an award winning pillar of the horror community, with a couple of his books making it to the screen (most recently, The Silence). He spends his time up mountains and on nature trails in the middle of nowhere, and sometimes swims in open water. As a human, of course.

Blackfish – by Stephen Kozeniewski
Have you ever seen werewolves in space?

Stephen Kozeniewski is an award winning author and also co-pack leader and editor. He runs an indie publishing company called French Press Publishing, which is weird because I didn’t think werewolves liked coffee.

Wait, what?

Bit Part – by Matthew R. Davis
What if werewolves were wolves all month and only human on the night of the full moon? And what if they were more dangerous in human form?

Matthew R. Davis is an award winning author and a musician, and I always wonder if his fur gets in the way when he’s using instruments. I MEAN HIS HUMAN HAIR, HIS LOVELY HUMAN HAIR.

Red in Tooth and Law – by Simon Clark

You’ve seen the end of the world a thousand times in fiction, but have you ever seen a werewolf apocalypse?

Simon Clark is an award winning author that’s been entertaining us for decades, and is a staple of the horror world. We don’t know how he finds the time to write so much when he’s always busy hiding the bodies he shredded during the…er…I mean, busy with other things. Normal human things.

We’d like to think we’ve covered something for everyone with this anthology, and eagerly welcome you, lovely readers, to the wolfpack with open paws!

Strange New Moons
by Stephen Kozeniewski
January 15, 2025
You can hardly swing a dismembered deer carcass these days without hitting a “No vampires, no zombies, and no werewolves” sign on an anthology.

Well, to that we say “Pshaw!” And also, “Awooo!”

Because what readers really don’t like are dull werewolf stories. So, we tasked the horror community with writing the weirdest, wildest, most creative, utterly bonkers tails (ha!) of lycanthropic lunacy possible.

And did they ever deliver! Wait until you read:

- a brutal, boneshattering peek at the kind of “dogfights” the super-wealthy watch to amuse themselves

- a story of two inquisitive city employees trying to find out who (or what!) keeps pooping on a local landmark

- a ride along with a delusional cop trying to prevent the total werewolf apocalypse. Werepocalypse!

Plus werewolf Frankenstein! And werewolves in space! This book is all gore and no bore.

With a lineup running the gamut from brand, spanking new cubs to heavyweight timber alphas, you’d have to be the weakest elk in the herd not to slobber all over…

Featuring:
Somer Canon
Simon Clark
Matthew R. Davis
Kayleigh Dobbs
John Durgin
Amanda Headlee
Stephen Kozeniewski
Tim Lebbon
Keawe Melina Patrick
Rebecca Rowland
Mary SanGiovanni
EJ Sidle
Rose Strickman 



Thursday, June 13, 2024

Alpha Male Diner: Serving WOLF SHIFTER prepared by A. Mariposa + a taste test

Welcome to ALPHA MALE DINER!
Meet “Heart of the Wolf’s” male lead, Gareth Delarosa, an Alpha wolf without a pack.

Welcome to Alpha Male Diner, a neat little cuisine off Highway 20, just outside the small town of Black River, NY. It’s a real backwoods kind of place, lots of mountains and trees and weird little gravel roads leading to nowhere. But you know, a lone Alpha wolf has to run his car garage somewhere.

Serving up a steamy “WOLF SHIFTER” on a silver platter, Gareth Delarosa is part Latin Lover, part Army vet, and 100% freak in the sheets. Order him up with extra HOT sauce:

 

Gareth Delarosa

Recipe created by
A. Mariposa 
Heart of the Wolf
Ingredients:
1. Long black hair and tattoos.
2. Three or four inches over six feet.
3. Are those mountains or chest muscles?
4. Damn he looks good in plaid.

Seasonings:
1. Obsessive male vibe when he knows what he wants.
2. Moody, protective scowl and sensual lips.
3. Tendency to dominate every situation.
4. Gun he keeps under the backseat of his Camaro.

Consider pairing with these side dishes:
1. A collar and handcuffs after a sensual massage.
2. A bumpy ride in the backseat of his classic Camaro.
3. Netflix and chill (or Netflix and steam . . .)
4. Street tacos and a slice of lime.

Let’s try a taste test!

 

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Waking Up in Your Forbidden Crush’s House. Wearing His Shirt. You know, Normal Things™.

“Hey.”

Maddy stiffened. Her heart gave a little flutter. She knew that voice. His deep, husky baritone was unmistakable.

She looked back over her shoulder.

It was him.

Oh good lord.

He stood at the entrance to the kitchen, a towel over one shoulder.

Their eyes met.

She felt a little zap of lightning.

She swallowed. Hard.

Maddy turned around to face him. She was shocked. He was her secret. Secrets were supposed to remain hidden. Not standing before her, face-to-face.

This was her first time standing so close to him outside of work, in broad daylight, without a dark moonlit forest obscuring his physique. His honey-hazel eyes glimmered beneath stern brows. His black hair, a warm tone like rich earthen humus, fell freely past his shoulders.

His massive chest made two little mountains under his white T-shirt. He was very tall and packed with muscle; she guessed him to be three or four inches over six feet.

A full sleeve of tattoos covered each arm. She had never really looked at them before. Up near his left shoulder, partly hidden by his shirt, she saw a vibrant, grinning skull in the sinister style of Dios de Los Muertos. The word LOBO in rustic Southwest font ran down his right forearm, while LOCO ran down the left. If his arms were both down, it read “lobo loco.” His right arm also carried the astrological symbol of a Scorpio, or maybe it was just a big fucking scorpion. The rest of the sleeve was too intricate for her to really appreciate at a glance.

His skin was deep tan. He wore blue jeans and steel-toed work boots. Something like car grease stained his shirt. She wondered, not for the first time, if he worked at a garage.

Maddy realized she was staring with her mouth slightly open. She shut it. She met his eyes again. She really didn't know what to say.

“You hungry?” he asked.

Then he walked back into the kitchen.

Maddy followed him with some hesitation. She felt like a stray cat who had wandered into someone’s house. He set a plate of bacon down on the kitchen table, and she pulled out a chair and sat down. Next to the bacon was a plate of scrambled eggs and two big waffles with maple syrup.

“I didn’t know what you liked,” he said, like he needed to explain why he’d served her an entire breakfast buffet. “Eat up. I’ll finish the rest.”

“Uh . . . thank you,” she mumbled.

She picked up her fork and speared one of the waffles onto her plate. The sight of so much food made her suddenly ravenous. She felt like she had burned ten-thousand calories the night before. She started shoving warm, syrup-covered waffles straight into her mouth.

He continued washing the dishes. The voice on the TV droned on. Maddy’s ears suddenly perked when she heard her name. “Now on local news, five bodies were found in the woods just outside Black River, NY . . . Police are saying animal attack . . . nearby mobilehome abandoned . . . currently searching for Madeline Donovan, a student at Black River High School. If you have any information about her whereabouts, please call . . . .”

So the police were looking for her. Wow. Color her impressed. Someone must have reported her missing. Maybe because of the gunshots? Certainly not her father, it sounded like Dean still hadn’t come home.

Another voice interrupted Maddy’s thoughts, a memory from the night before: “Rough up the guy. . . Toss his place . . . Leave a message.”

Maddy’s hands started to shake.

Her fork slipped through her clumsy fingers. It clattered to her plate. Then to the floor. It made a lot of noise.

The man turned to look at her.

“Sorry, uh . . . sorry,” she muttered.

Her hands clutched the bottom of her shirt as she tried to stop trembling.

He was still watching her. That made it worse. This isn’t normal. Nothing about this is normal. She was in his house. Her head was bandaged, and she was sitting in his boxers and a T-shirt. She felt a weird sense of vertigo. Everything was surreal.

She stared at her plate. Her cheeks were burning. She tried not to think of the unnegotiable fact that she was wearing his clothes, which meant someone must have undressed her the night before, which meant he absolutely saw her naked.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

He shut off the sink. Then he passed through the kitchen and into the living room, where he picked up the remote. He turned off the TV.

“Sorry if that bothered you,” he said.

“It’s alright,” she said.

She turned in the chair. She could see him clearly; he was only about ten feet away. She studied his face again. The light from the window cast shadows beneath his high cheekbones.

Devilish. He had a masculine neck, a cleft chin, a straight nose and a slightly prominent brow that gave his face a stern appearance. His lips were firm and sensual. His lashes were long and dark. His eyes were a bright, unusual hazel color. Sometimes they were green, and sometimes they were gold. She couldn’t tell if he was Native American, Mexican, Brazilian or a little bit of everything. To her, he looked like an exotic model from somewhere warm and tropical.

She felt a flutter in her stomach. It was not a shy tickle, but a steroid-enhanced butterfly striking her ribcage. She liked him so much. But . . . he was an adult, and she was only nineteen.

So, like, probably too young for him. God, she could not stop blushing.

“So what happened last night?” he asked.

Heart of the Wolf
by A. Mariposa
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Black Butterfly
Date of Publication: 05/31/2024
ISBN: 9780999310298
ASIN: B0D1FKQ35J
Number of pages: 300
Word Count: 120,000
A steamy paranormal romance about forbidden first love!

Maddy Donovan is trying to survive her senior year of high school. Her life is far from normal. Her stepdad is a shameless alcoholic. The power bill is due. And she has a math test tomorrow. She's living in survival mode, and she has no time to date that spicy older guy who keeps coming by the hardware store. What's his name again? Right. Gareth Delarosa. Black hair, hazel eyes, over six feet tall--guys that hot don't belong in Black River. He's been her secret crush for the last five years, but there's an age gap, and he's way off limits.

But it seems like fate has other plans. When Gareth saves her life the night of a break-in, she wakes up in his bedroom, in his bed, wearing his shirt. Her secret fantasy is staring her in the face. Oh wait, he's a werewolf? Right. Seems like her luck. True love is about to upend her world.

Welcome to a love story about crossing boundaries, taking risks, healing from trauma and learning to live on the wild side. This is not your grandma's love story!

Recommended for readers 18+, contains spicy scenes and adult content.

Buy now on Amazon!


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A. Mariposa is penname for YA Fantasy writer, T. L. Shreffler. She writes Paranormal Romance that's steamy, spicy, a bit gritty, a little messy, and a whole lot of Happily Ever After! Her first PNR series The Wolves of Black River can be described as Shameless meets True Blood. For fans of Alpha males, shifter romance, forbidden first loves and historic small towns, this series is for you. <3
 
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Wednesday, June 5, 2024

Excerpt: A Wife for the Werewolf (Monster Match Book 1) by Rose Kent + giveaway

Matchmaking monsters, one heart at a time.

A Wife for the Werewolf (Monster Match Book 1)

by Rose Kent
Genre: Paranormal Romance
After inheriting her grandmother's business, Potion Palace, witch Kate Halloway struggles to keep it afloat. In a bold move inspired by the booming world of online matchmaking, she and her best friend Cassie launch Monster Match, a dating service for supernatural beings, hoping to boost sales.

But when their first client, alpha werewolf Trent Everwood, finds success with their help, a rival coven creates their own competing service using Kate's potion recipes. To make matters worse, a death occurs at one of their events. Kate becomes a prime suspect and must fight to clear Monster Match's name.

Trent also has his hands full as humans start breaking treaty laws and trespassing on pack lands. And just when things couldn't get any more complicated, a match between him and Kate threatens the stability of their lives. Can they save Monster Match from scandal and protect the Potion Palace?

Chapter 1
Kate
Adulting… the bane of my existence. I didn’t imagine myself saddled with so much financial responsibility before thirty. I pondered my current situation while seated at the small desk in the back of the Potion Palace, my grandmother’s shop, surrounded by stacks of bills and a calculator perched precariously atop them. This was my least favorite part of running a business—the constant battle of making ends meet and trying to stay afloat. I vowed when I inherited this business, I’d do everything in my power to make it succeed.

I groaned into my lukewarm tea as the bell above the door jangled, making me jump. Looking up from the ledger where I keep all my expenses, I watched Cassie burst into the shop with far too much energy for this early in the morning. Waving my fingers above my cup, I chanted a warming spell to add some oomph to my morning pick-me-up.

Dust swirled in the air behind Cassie’s hurried movements. Her dark hair was pulled back in a hasty ponytail, strands escaping to frame her face. “You didn’t call me on the way into work this morning. What’s wrong?”

I watched in awe as Cassie pinned me with an intense stare, all while pulling the dusting cloth from under the register and wiping down the ancient bottles that lined the shelves. Cobwebs stuck to her cloth, but she kept moving. Cassie was a hurricane, an unstoppable force, especially when she fretted over things, which was often.

“Cassie, what are you doing?” I asked, taking another sip of my morning tea.

“Inventory,” she answered without pausing, her tone clipped. Another bottle, another swipe of the cloth. Her movements were mechanical, almost robotic. “If you’re mad at me, just tell me, Kate.”

I stepped around the corner and placed my hand on her shoulder. “Cassie, I'm not mad at you. I’m also not giving you the silent treatment,” I smirked, trying to hide my grin. “I’m conflicted.”

“Conflicted about what? I know when you are off, and it’s obvious.” Her blue eyes scanned the room like she was looking for a clue.

"Cass," I finally said, trying to force a smile. "Business has been slow, as you know. The reason I didn't call this morning is because I was occupied with the bank. I currently owe them two months' rent."

Cassie raised an eyebrow as she leaned against the counter, her posture relaxing but her gaze sharp. “It’s the weather. Spring in this area is drab at best. Who would want to shop?” Cassie continued to ramble on. “Summer is our busy season. We should prepare for that.”

I smiled, appreciating Cassie’s interpretation of the situation. But even her attempt at explaining away the lack of business fell flat as she resumed dusting and organizing, moving a jar of eye of newt a fraction to the left.

She wasn’t wrong. This lazy, coastal New England beach town was always busier in the summer and fall. Before long, tourists would come strolling in, talking animatedly about the lighthouse and the delicious lobster rolls they had for lunch. In the meantime, I needed to be patient and find a way to make some money.

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Step into the supernatural world crafted by Rose Kent, me, the daring alter ego of a passionate science teacher, devoted mom, and proud pet owner. Within my paranormal, fantasy romance stories you will find a fiery mix of lust, love, and magic. I work hard to weave vivid tales of forbidden love, uncomfortable angst, pulse-pounding action, and otherworldly creatures that will keep you hooked from the very first page. Come join me on a wild ride through the realm of the supernatural, where passion and the unknown collide to create a truly magical reading experience.

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Thursday, December 28, 2023

Book Review: Dust Born: A Small Town Shifter Romance (Cambio Springs Book 4) by Elizabeth Hunter


Dust Born: (Cambio Springs Book 4)
By: Elizabeth Hunter
Pages: 296
Genre: paranormal romance, shifter, werewolf, small town
Sean Quinn returned to Cambio Springs to help his family find their way out of trouble—not uncommon in this desert town of shapeshifters—but before he can hit the road again, a new threat emerges on the border of his family home, a threat that could leave Sean stuck in the Springs just when he’s most desperate to leave.

And one unsuspecting human might be stuck right there with him.

Ever since Juniper Hawkins came to Cambio Springs to visit her big brother, strange things keep happening, not the least was running into the man who’d almost made her change her wandering ways. Juni wasn’t the kind of woman who settled down, even when the object of her affection was a tall, dark, and handsome photographer who kissed her senseless then abandoned her in Southeast Asia.

Not that she was still irritated about that.

DUST BORN is a brand new novel in the Cambio Springs Mysteries, a paranormal romance series by ten time USA Today Bestselling author, Elizabeth Hunter.

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Dust Born is book 4 in the Cambio Springs series by Elizabeth Hunter. The series hadn’t seen a new book in quite some time & it was refreshing to read this new one. I’ve been a long-time fan of her books and true to her nature, this book was interesting, fun, and a great read.

Sean Quinn is a snake shifter and a travel photographer. Normally, he’s on the road working but when a threat comes to Cambio Springs, he must hang up his camera to protect his family and get to the bottom of the threat. Juniper Hawkins works with Sean but also has family in Cambio Springs and has been in love with Sean for a long time, not that he can commit to anything. With this mysterious threat on the horizon, each of the shifter clans are patrolling and protecting the occupants of Cambio Springs, even the humans. Many secrets plague this town but some will finally come to light at last.

Getting 5 sheep 






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Elizabeth Hunter is a contemporary fantasy, paranormal romance, and contemporary romance writer. She is a graduate of the University of Houston Honors College and a former English teacher. She once substitute taught a kindergarten class, but decided that middle school was far less frightening. Thankfully, people now pay her to write books and eighth-graders everywhere rejoice.

She currently lives in Central California with her son, two dogs, many plants, and a sadly dwindling fish tank. She is the author of the Elemental Mysteries and Elemental World series, the Cambio Springs series, the Irin Chronicles, and other works of fiction.

Sunday, March 19, 2023

Excerpt: Smoke (The Ardelean Bloodlines) by Sarah Jaeger

Smoke (The Ardelean Bloodlines)
by Sarah Jaeger
March 23rd, 2023
Genre: Shifter Romance/ Paranormal Romance
Thalia
Apparently ignoring my parents’ politics wasn’t the right move. Shifters were outed to the public, and months later, I’m still unsure what the big deal is about.

Now my life is in danger and the only one who can protect me is the true king of the wolves.

Cade is nothing like what my mom and the press show shifters to be. He’s thoughtful, reserved… and have you seen his butt in those jeans?

Cade
Having abdicated the throne, I’ve vowed to stay out of shifter politics.

Now, my sole responsibility, for the next six weeks, is to make sure no idiots can completely derail the deal I’ve cut with the one woman holding all the cards.

The problem is… the threats against Thalia Clark are nothing compared to the danger of my wolf, now that he’s claimed this human as his.

I’ll kill to protect my mate, but is keeping up my end of the deal enough to save her?

Smoke is the first book in the Ardelean Bloodline series. While this story does contain an HEA for Cade and Thalia, there is an ongoing plot connecting each book in the series. Each book will need to be read in order. There are open door, explicit scenes as well as colorful language not intended for young readers.
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What is she thinking about? Is it what we talked about with Ansel or something more? I step closer, testing her guarded nature. “Country life is dull. I don’t exactly work here, which means I’m pretty much stuck to whatever chores Ansel’s left around the house, and you’re left to whatever sanity-keeping activities you can find. I guess if you’re feeling adventurous . . .” I shrug. “Have you ever been to Arches?”

“No, I’ve heard it’s beautiful, but this is my first time in Utah.”

Thalia’s eyes light up, and I know the answer.

“Would you like to go today?” I ask slowly.

Thalia starts nodding. I smile, seeing her excitement. “Ansel’s right, it’s been too long since I’ve given The Leviathan a little bit of time to run. Plus, I think it would be beneficial for you to meet a wolf, in a positive environment, with someone who’s in control before someone else can further taint the experience. I know Sherman was a little upsetting for you. I can ask Ansel or Ezra, but their wolves are pretty scary looking if you’re not used to looking at wolves.” I pause and give her a smirk licking my bottom lip before sighing. “They’re also not really fucking fluffy.”

“Did you just ask me to take your wolf on a walk?” she returns with a sly smile, raising an eyebrow.

Her comment catches me off guard, and my face heats. There are so many different ways I could answer. But she started it. Thalia was comfortable enough with me to crack a joke. I shrug and release my bottom lip from between my teeth.

Tell our mate. The Leviathan encourages with the image of a ceremonial collar wrapping around Thalia’s neck. I feel him brush and know my eyes just went gold.

My version is dirtier. “Not quite. I’m not following any of the leash laws. And if anyone will be doing any collaring, it’ll be me clasping one around your neck. If there’s going to be any tying, it’ll be you to the bed, while I show you all the ways I can make you scream my name.”

A chill rips through Thalia’s body, and she shudders, her whole body standing taller. I step into her personal space. Thalia wobbles, looking up at me. I watch her wet her bottom lip with her tongue. Drawing a deep breath, I catch the scent of her arousal.

The Leviathan paces. Give mate wolf, we run together.

“Easy, Draga Mea.” I kiss her forehead. When I step back, I see her trying to figure out the cute nickname The Leviathan’s given her. Only having the briefest memory of Romanian spoken in the home growing up, even I had to look it up. My Darling. I could tell her, but I’m not sure she’s ready.

A backpack, snacks, water, and a trip to the restroom later, I walk Thalia out of the house and to the garage. The classic pickup truck Ansel loves so much is right where it always is. Thalia seems impressed when the old Ford roars to life. I just smile. Ansel’s love for this truck runs deep, and I’d be surprised if it didn’t turn over.

We’re somewhere farther onto Ansel’s property and close to the border with the national park. It’s a gamble that we may come across someone. It’s not common for tourists to make it out this far, but we’ll have to be in the national park to see some cool rock formations. It’s selfish and maybe a bit cocky to risk bringing her into public like this, but I want her to have a positive experience. I know The Leviathan is set on wanting to give her a wolf, but not so badly that he would sabotage all the progress we’re making in having her accept wolves and what this life looks like.

We find Ansel’s secret entrance to Arches National Park. It’s denoted by an old wooden trunk tucked off the side of the gravel trail behind some scrub brush.

Putting the old Ford in park, I turn in my seat to look at her. “Two rules.”

Thalia’s eyes go wide, and there’s the smallest hint of fear.

“Okay . . .” She draws out the last syllable.

“Don’t run. The Leviathan will chase. I’m worried he’ll push you down and you’ll get hurt. Humans are breakable compared to wolves, and even a friendly little shove could hurt you,” I caution.

Thalia nods. “The second one?”

“Breathe.” I lock eyes with her. “Enjoy this and know I’m here.”

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Apparently, to be an author one must have a bio. Well, I'm human despite the fact that I wish to be a shifter. I have an issue with the way some words are shaped. And that means sometimes, they must be spelled incorrectly to be right. This is something I'm passionate about. So, we'll get along fine! Oh, yeah: Midwest USA, married, all fur babies.

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Friday, October 14, 2022

Book Review: Such Sharp Teeth By Rachel Harrison

Such Sharp Teeth
By Rachel Harrison
October 4, 2022
Publisher: Berkeley
ASIN: B09PZTY9TW 
ISBN: 9780593545829
A young woman in need of a transformation finds herself in touch with the animal inside in this gripping, incisive novel from the author of Cackle and The Return.

Rory Morris isn’t thrilled to be moving back to her hometown, even if it is temporary. There are bad memories there. But her twin sister, Scarlett, is pregnant, estranged from the baby’s father, and needs support, so Rory returns to the place she thought she’d put in her rearview. After a night out at a bar where she runs into Ian, an old almost-flame, she hits a large animal with her car. And when she gets out to investigate, she’s attacked.

Rory survives, miraculously, but life begins to look and feel different. She’s unnaturally strong, with an aversion to silver—and suddenly the moon has her in its thrall. She’s changing into someone else—something else, maybe even a monster. But does that mean she’s putting those close to her in danger? Or is embracing the wildness inside of her the key to acceptance?

This darkly comedic love story is a brilliantly layered portrait of trauma, rage, and vulnerability.


Rory Morris had returned back to her hometown, taking a leave from a job in New York City she loves. Her twin, Scarlett, is pregnant and claimed the baby’s father had moved out, so she needs support. After running into Ian, who she had a crush on for years, she hits an animal while driving home. When she gets out to check what she thinks is a dog, maybe a deer, she is attacked by something that is neither and bitten, luckily surviving when the beast gets distracted. At the hospital, her wound heals. She then finds out she is strong,  has an aversion to silver, and is hooked to the moon. Rory soon realizes she is becoming something not human.

There is no doubt the author was inspired by Little Red Rising Hood and the movie Ginger Snaps. It's a tale that contains finding one’s self, love for family, finding true love that was always there, trauma, rage and vulnerability, and mixing those ingredients with a werewolf horror story.  The reader gets a new read perfect for the fall, a fairy tale for the 21st century that one can sink their teeth into.

I gave Such Sharp Teeth 4 ½ weresheep.





Reviewed by Pamela K. Kinney


About the Author:
Rachel Harrison is the author of the forthcoming novel CACKLE. Her debut, THE RETURN, was nominated for a Bram Stoker Award for Superior Achievement in a First Novel. Her short fiction has appeared in Guernica, Electric Literature's Recommended Reading, and as an Audible Original. She lives in Western New York with her husband and their cat/overlord.

Monday, March 7, 2022

Book Review: River of Luck (Torn Worlds Book 3) by Donna Augustine

River of Luck (Torn Worlds Book 3)
by Donna Augustine
February 26, 2022
Pages: 273
River
I’ve been locked away in a vampire dungeon for nearly a year, and I’ll die here if that’s what it takes to protect my secret. Now he arrives with his pack and thinks he’ll be the one to break me? I’ll die first.

Dante
It was just another raid until we found her. Shivering and bedraggled, she should’ve seen me as her savior but she stares at me as if I’m her worst enemy. Maybe I am, because I should let her go, forget I ever saw her, but I won’t…

This romance novel can be read alone, but it’s set in a common world with book one.


After a pack raids a vampire compound, they discover a young woman being kept in the dungeon separate from all the other humans being held against their will. Unsure why she was in a cell by herself, or what species she is, the pack members turn her over to their Alpha, Dante, to decide what to do with her. Dante has no idea what she is but knows that if the vampires kept her isolated, it might be in the pack’s best interest to bring her back to their compound to figure out what she is. After being held against her will for almost a year, River’s only goal is to protect her secret of what species she is and find a way to escape as soon as possible from the shifters.

Dante and River seem to hate each other but have a connection that can’t be explained. Most of the pack members really like River and try to help her any way they can, much to the disapproval of Dante.

The mystery of what species River is continues to baffle everyone, including the reader, for much of the book, which I really liked. It’s nice to read a book that you can’t figure out a few chapters into.

Getting 5 sheep





Denise B

About the Author:
Donna Augustine was an odd child, had a brief moment of conformity in early adulthood and then decided to embrace her craziness as the years rolled by. It's her inner crazy that she credits with coming up with the ideas for her books. One part hypochondriac, a few dashes of paranoia, topped with a sliver of uptight and delivered with a relaxed flair, she kicked the proverbial box down the yellow brick road a couple years ago to embrace her true self.

She can be reached by a carrier pigeon, set free in a south by north direction, where she resides in Neverland with her two Siberian cats. Cats who, by the way, aren't as hypoallergenic as she believed they'd be.

For the conventional minded, and those of you without a pigeon on hand, she can be reached at donna@donnaaugustine.com. She responds to most emails within three dusk periods.

P.S. For those of you looking for the discarded box, it was sitting beside the road for a while but has since disappeared completely.

Saturday, August 21, 2021

Excerpt: Blackheart's Treasure (Blood Moon Series Book 1) by Gail Koger + giveaway

Blackheart's Treasure (Blood Moon Series Book 1)
by Gail Koger
June 28, 2021
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Aiden Blackheart is the most powerful werewolf ever born. He’s a bit surprised when he discovers his mate is an ordinary meter maid with some baggage. Okay, a lot of baggage, which includes a million-dollar bounty on her head, and she’s not quite human. What is she? Even she doesn’t know.

Like to laugh? Love mayhem? Do hot, sexy love scenes turn you on? Wanna know if a not quite human meter maid can find love with a billionaire Alpha wolf. Or will her enemies cut their romance short?


Excerpt:
I climbed into the Monte Carlo, careful not to sit on the spring poking through the torn seat cover and started it up. The car shuddered violently, backfired, and belched a cloud of thick, black smoke. Oh swell. This car was a motorcycle cop’s wet dream. I put the Monte Carlo in gear. The belts squealing loudly, the car lurched down the street.

“Don’t attract attention to myself, he says, kinda hard not to in this car,” I muttered and flipped on the air-conditioning. Dirt, dust, and hot air blasted from the vents, turning the interior of the car into a mini sandstorm. By the time I managed to turn it off, I was coated in muck. Morales had a nasty sense of humor.

A big, hairy spider crawled across the dash.

“Holy shit!” I did a kamikaze cut across two lanes of traffic.

Horns honked, tires squealed, and people shouted profane curses as I zigzagged wildly around their cars. Skidding into a Safeway parking lot, I managed to stop the Monte Carlo an inch from the front bumper of a black Ford F450 truck. Whew! That had been too damn close. The demon car shuddered violently, and the engine died.

The spider hopped up on the steering wheel.

With an ear-shattering shriek, I bailed out of the car. “Oh my God. Oh my God.”

“Have you lost your fucking mind?” An angry male voice bellowed.

“Spider,” I hollered back. My actions might seem extreme to most folks, but they hadn’t been locked in a shed with hundreds of arachnids crawling over them. In the dark. For hours. Daddy dearest said it was to break me of my fear of spiders. His therapy made it worse. I grabbed a bat out of the backseat and knocked the creepy crawly out of the car.

It landed on the man’s shiny black boots.

I raised the bat.

The bat was yanked out of my hand. “Are you off your meds?”

Ignoring angry guy, I did the Cha-Cha on the spider’s hairy ass. A zillion baby spiders ran in every direction. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” I jumped on the hood of my car.

“You’re fucking nuts.” Angry guy stared down at his scuffed-up leather. “You’re paying to get my boots shined.”

“Sure. Whatever.” I watched the spiders crawl up his pants legs. “Just keep your distance.”

“And if I don’t?”

My gaze snapped to angry guy’s face. The first thing I noticed was his eerie silver blue eyes and how he towered over me. Crap, he made the General look like a midget. Shaggy black hair framed the sculptured perfection of his face. Yowzers! He was hot. I studied his hard body. Those muscles hadn’t come from a gym. Nope, he had earned them, but how? Was he a soldier? Or a bounty hunter? Or maybe a cop? He oozed authority.

In a quiet, scary voice he commanded, “Move your car, lady.”

“I can’t.” I slid off the hood, keeping out of his reach.

Angry guy gave me a smile fit for a bloodthirsty maniac. “Can’t or won’t?”

“I’m allergic to spiders.”

He took a menacing step toward me and wrinkled his nose. “Have you been dumpster diving?”

“God, no. I’m not that hungry yet.”

“Why do you smell like rotted food?”

I sighed. “It’s the car.”

“The car?”

The disbelief in his voice made me want to scream. “I’ll have you know; I didn’t look or smell like this ten minutes ago. That car is possessed,” I snapped.

“Possessed?” He cocked an amused eyebrow.

“Yeah. It is.” Figured. The first hot guy I meet, and he thinks I’m an escapee from the nut house.

“Move the damn car. I have an appointment in ten minutes,” angry guy growled.

“The keys are in the ignition. Move it yourself.”

“You’re a real piece of work.” Angry guy crammed himself into the driver’s seat and winced.

“Watch out for the spring,” I called about thirty seconds too late.

Angry guy bared his teeth at me.

Huh? It almost looked like he had fangs. I shook my head to clear it. I hadn’t slept in two days. Was I starting to hallucinate?

Vulgar curses filled the air.

I smothered a laugh. Angry guy’s knees were jammed under the steering wheel and no matter how hard he tried to move the seat back, it wouldn’t budge.

“Told ya. It’s possessed,” I yelled.

“When’s the last time you did any maintenance on this piece of crap?”

I shrugged. “Never. Just bought it.”

“Not too bright, are you?”

After the week from hell, I was done with arrogant males. I gave him the one fingered salute. “Fuck off. The Monte Carlo fits my budget.”

“You’d be better off taking the bus,” Angry guy said and started the engine. The minute he put the Monte Carlo in gear, the air-conditioner kicked on, and a cloud of dust whooshed out of the vents, blinding him. The engine revved like a race car. Vroom. Vroom. Vroom.

“Easy buddy. It’s an old car,” I shouted.

The vehicle suddenly zoomed forward, then veered to the left. Boom! The Chevy hit a yield sign. A geyser of steam gushed from under the hood.

I threw my hands up in the air. “Who taught you how to drive asshole?”

Angry guy climbed out of the Monte Carlo. His face was caked with dirt and his once pristine white dress shirt was a grimy mess.

I smothered a laugh. If looks could kill, I’d be dead. “Now do you believe me?”

About the Author

Website-FB-TwitterHowdy. My name is Gail Koger and once upon a time I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher. Too many years of wild requests, screwy questions, bizarre behavior and outrageous demands have left me with a permanent twitch and an uncontrollable craving for chocolate. I took up writing science fiction romance to keep from killing people. So far, it has worked.

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