Thanks for
having me here to share my new release with Total-E-Bound. The Wolf on the Hill
is the first book in my series– The Wild Irish Wolves. I can't tell you how
excited I am about this book. Since Caleb came knocking at my door in his bike
leathers, looking all sexy and bad ass, I've been totally in love with him…and,
er, Rory who turned up soon after. And my wolfie is doing me proud, standing at
#4 on Are's Bestseller list!
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**My fabulous publishers are giving readers a discount on Amazon for a
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Blurb
Book one in
The Wild Irish Wolves Series.
Can two stubborn wolf shifters let down their guards long enough to take a chance on love?
Can two stubborn wolf shifters let down their guards long enough to take a chance on love?
Lone wolf
Caleb Jackson is only back in town long enough to sell his late father's house,
and the bad memories with it. He never expected to find his mate.
Good girl Mia
Blake never behaves badly. Except for the time she shifts into her wolf, chases
a stranger through Olcan Hills, and has the hottest sex of her life on the
forest floor.
He has no
desire to settle down. She is afraid to upset her family. But, with someone
determined to destroy Caleb's inheritance, and his secret fling with Mia
getting hot and heavy, moving on isn't as easy as he'd hoped.
Can either of
them let down their guards long enough to take a chance on love?
Excerpt *Warning:
Contains Adult Only Content*
Rain soaked Mia’s fur as she bounded through the
woods bordering the Olcan Hills, relishing every inch of earth mashed beneath
her claws. Trees became nothing more than a blur as she raced by, running to
find her release out here where she answered to no one but nature. This was
freedom.
When she reached the top of the hill she came to a
standstill and released her primal scream of frustration in a howl, unleashing
everything she couldn’t say to her overbearing family, pouring every hidden
truth of who she really was into one long mournful call.
In the distance, another wolf echoed her cry and
answered with one of his own. This was the reason her mother despised her
shifting into her wolf form. She went kind of crazy and forgot all sense of
danger in the excitement. Exactly the reason why she did it in secret. And now,
here she was, totally exposed in the Northern Irish countryside, crouched and
listening out for the intruder’s approach.
Snapping twigs and rustling leaves marked his
stealthy journey towards her but she stood her ground, regardless of how loudly
her heart was beating in her ears. The wind carried his scent and raised the
hackles along her spine when she sniffed the air. Another shifter, but one she
didn’t recognise. Big bro would use her pelt for a rug if he found out she’d
strayed beyond the boundary.
Amber eyes glowed in the dark shadows as the large
grey wolf stalked through the forest. She bowed in submission. Even if she had
a clue how to fight, he was double her size and twice as powerful. He growled a
low warning and sniffed her with interest, his wet nose nudging her clammy fur.
Did he expect her to roll over and show her belly? Pride wouldn’t let her, but
she was careful not to make eye contact as he circled around her twice in case he
took it as a challenge.
She only lifted her head when she saw him pad away,
heading back to the cover of the trees. He stopped, looked back at her, and
cocked his head to one side. When she didn’t move he returned and nipped her
ear. She yelped in surprise and indignation. Of all the nerve!
The rules of engagement were abandoned in the heat
of her outrage and, in a snarling frenzy, she launched herself at him. For an
animal so large, the grey wolf moved gracefully, dodging her attack to race
ahead and leaving Mia in dogged pursuit.
Tree branches tore at her skin as she ploughed
heedlessly into the woodland, but the pain dulled in the exhilaration of the
chase. As they wove their way through the undergrowth, Mia’s anger subsided to
let her long-neglected sense of fun take over.
He wanted her to follow him. She knew that from the
glances he kept throwing back at her. So she stopped and slipped quietly behind
the stump of an uprooted oak, waiting to see what he would do. White wisps of
steam escaped from her nostrils as she fought to get her breath back and
suddenly the area seemed too quiet.
With a thud Grey leapt onto the tree stump, and
leant back onto his haunches ready to pounce. Mia took off again and this time
she was the hunted. She didn’t get very far before he sprang and knocked her
off her feet.
In a tangle of limbs they rolled through the leafy
debris of the forest floor, shifting into their human form as they came to
rest, with her pinned to the ground by a hard, muscular, naked body.
"Well, that was fun." He grinned down at
her, making no attempt to get off her, his green eyes full of mischief.
"If you say so." Mia’s heart still raced
but she was at enough of a disadvantage wedged underneath him without admitting
she enjoyed the capture as much as the chase.
"I didn’t hurt you, did I?" He bent his
head to kiss the scratches marking her shoulder and suddenly the only ache she
felt was hidden deep inside.
"No." She swallowed hard as he ventured
closer to her already puckered nipples.
"Do you want me to stop?" His hot breath
on her sensitive skin engulfed her in a tide of hormones she hadn’t been ruled
by in a long time, if ever.
Maybe a piece of her wolf was still in her system,
thriving on the excitement and danger, but she was horny, and ripe for the
picking. "No."
With a need to touch, to taste this handsome
stranger on her tongue, she manoeuvred enough room to free her hands and wind
them into his dark blond hair, pulling him down into a kiss.
He massaged her breasts, first with his hand,
quickly followed by his mouth. The sucking and licking around her straining
pink tips made her arousal too great to bear. She writhed against him, wet and
waiting, but he let her suffer further still whilst he covered her mounds in
tiny, exquisite bites.
Bewitched by the woods and her fantasy lover, she
swapped the dull reality of her life for this moment, cavorting like the sort
of woodland nymph she longed to be. Someone who lived without fear of
consequences or judgement.
She wanted him. Prim and proper Mia Blake, who
never stepped out of line, was lying naked in the woods with a stranger’s
erection pressing into her abdomen, and she loved it. A restlessness seized
hold as her body cried out with need. Her limbs trembled, her fingers and toes curled,
waiting for that final act of completion. As dusk settled around them and an
ethereal fog swirled between the trees, she lost herself in the erotic dream
and let him sink into her.
Author Bio
Jorja Lovett is a British author with both Irish
and Scottish roots, which makes for a very dry sense of humour. Writing since
she was old enough to wield a pen, it wasn't until she joined her crit group,
UCW, that she pursued her passion seriously.
Now, with Joe Manganiello as her permanent muse, if
she can leave the pause button on her Magic Mike dvd long enough, she hopes to
spend the rest of her days writing steamy romances.
Yeehaw new reading material congrats Jorja :)
ReplyDeletethank you :)
DeleteGo get your copy, peeps. Great book.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kiru xx
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