The Book
Book 3 of The Legacy Series
Genre: Urban Fantasy / Paranormal Romance / Erotic
About Haven:
A home of her own, a man of her own, her wedding day fast approaching is the life Connie Bennett had only dreamed about. She should be thrilled, right? So why isn’t she? Excellent question!Source: Info in the About Haven was from the press kit from the publicity team.
The assorted shape-shifters, vampires and other government experiments she and her cohorts rescued from the FARM have been acclimated–mostly. An old acquaintance, Private Gary Vance, returns to make them rethink that comforting notion.
You’d think by now, Connie would realize life doesn’t always go like you wish it would, or expect it to. But, even if she had, never in her wildest imaginings would she have predicted this!
A were-jaguar’s on the prowl. Posing as a kitten he’s taken in by Becky and even though all his powers are unknown, he’s accepted as just another experiment gone wrong. Way wrong!
As Raf, Terrell, Leeann and Jimmy make preparations for the upcoming nuptials; Connie can’t seem to keep her mind on the joyful event. What is mistaken for wedding anxiety turns to something far more sinister.
Private Vance has his own agenda. He plans to make Tom pay for all the agony he endured at the FARM and Connie is his tool of choice! Using his hypnotic pheromones to bend her to his will, Vance plans a wedding gift to die for.
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Excerpt:
The sound of wolves howling seemed somehow comforting, even with the more exotic calls added to the mix. In the bright light of the full moon, the shadow of something huge darkened the snow on the front lawn. A chorus of girlish giggles drifted down to where I sat huddled in blankets on the porch, hot chocolate in hand. Leeann provided her version of “pony rides” to the girls; she was the pony, or rather, a dragon, a weredragon, at least for tonight. Becky and Fi shrieked as they dived toward the house. I loved to hear them laugh.
The girls asked for a unicorn, which unfortunately, wasn’t part of Leeann’s repertoire, yet. A polymorph, a shifter who changed into several different animals or combinations thereof, she gained an animal per year. Fiona, Leeann’s daughter, or more probably, her clone, might do the same when she hit puberty. Our adopted daughter Becky seemed like a normal little girl. But then again, so did Fi. Appearances are often deceiving. I had learned that lesson the hard way. The screen door banged shut and I turned to find Raf balancing a tray containing a cup, a steaming pot and a bowl of mini marshmallows.
“I thought you might need a refill. Aren’t you freezing?” he asked as he set the tray on the table. He hurriedly tossed the blanket aside preparing to crawl in. A growl emanated from within its depths. “Oh! You have a built in heater.” Ignoring the warning, he wiggled closer to the annoyed heat source.
His teeth chattered. Temperature variations didn’t bother most vampires, but Raf wasn’t your typical vampire, as a matter of fact, all indications were, he wasn’t one. He wrapped his hands around a cup of cocoa and sighed.
“Hey, what can I say? Willy loves to snuggle and his normal temperature is 102 degrees. That beats the hell out of 28.” Another growl came from the depths of the blanket as Raf sidled up to the warmth. Willy showed his disapproval at being the filling in our sandwich. “Hush Willy, you know you wouldn’t hurt Raf.” My dachshund loves him, not so surprising since he saved his life more than once. That…and you just couldn’t help love Raf.
The girls asked for a unicorn, which unfortunately, wasn’t part of Leeann’s repertoire, yet. A polymorph, a shifter who changed into several different animals or combinations thereof, she gained an animal per year. Fiona, Leeann’s daughter, or more probably, her clone, might do the same when she hit puberty. Our adopted daughter Becky seemed like a normal little girl. But then again, so did Fi. Appearances are often deceiving. I had learned that lesson the hard way. The screen door banged shut and I turned to find Raf balancing a tray containing a cup, a steaming pot and a bowl of mini marshmallows.
“I thought you might need a refill. Aren’t you freezing?” he asked as he set the tray on the table. He hurriedly tossed the blanket aside preparing to crawl in. A growl emanated from within its depths. “Oh! You have a built in heater.” Ignoring the warning, he wiggled closer to the annoyed heat source.
His teeth chattered. Temperature variations didn’t bother most vampires, but Raf wasn’t your typical vampire, as a matter of fact, all indications were, he wasn’t one. He wrapped his hands around a cup of cocoa and sighed.
“Hey, what can I say? Willy loves to snuggle and his normal temperature is 102 degrees. That beats the hell out of 28.” Another growl came from the depths of the blanket as Raf sidled up to the warmth. Willy showed his disapproval at being the filling in our sandwich. “Hush Willy, you know you wouldn’t hurt Raf.” My dachshund loves him, not so surprising since he saved his life more than once. That…and you just couldn’t help love Raf.
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Meet The Author
Raised by various relatives in rural Arkansas, a lack of wherewithal developed my sense of adventure and a vivid imagination. My grandpa's wagon became a royal coach, the plow horse my charger, and the barnyard animals magical creatures. I learned at an early age, my mind could take me wherever I wanted to go and make me whoever I wished to be.
As I grew reading took me to far-away lands and places, the past and the future. I was hooked.
Content to read, it didn’t occur to me to try my hand at writing until years later.
In my early teens I discovered romance novels. I loved historicals and strong, virile heroes. Later I became interested in the paranormal. I devoured Ann Rice, Laurell K. Hamilton and others in the genre and found one constant. I always preferred the monsters. While composing my junior and senior themes in high school I discovered my love of writing.
As I matured my ideas of what made a hero changed, as did my opinions of timid, meek heroines. No Pitiful Pearls for me, my girls have grit!
Still in rural Arkansas, I write with dogs at my feet. Sometimes they weasel their way into my writing!
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Thanks for the giveaway chance! Each book from The Legacy series has really amazing cover.
ReplyDeleteThis looks like a fun series. I now have to go and look for the first one . Must start at the begining.
ReplyDeleteSounds like an interesting premise; I'll have to check them out.
ReplyDeleteSounds great! I love paranormal books.
ReplyDeleteDoes anyone know what happened to this author? I read Midnight Sun, Inc and loved it! I would like to read the next two but can't find copies anywhere - it looks like Steamereads doesn't exist anymore. Anyone know where to find copies of Naked Secrets and Haven?
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