Angel’s Guilty Pleasures

     My thanks to Angela of Angel’s Guilty Pleasures for hosting me, Jianne Carlo, and my latest release, Prymal Lust, on her beautiful blog this towering Thursday morning. And yes, I’m addicted to corny alliteration. 

Prymal Lust is the inaugural book in my new SEAL paranormal suspense series PRYMAL.

Prymal Lust Blurb:

Tania, a Wylfen aristocrat, hooks up with a stranger right before her twin’s graduation from military college. Not hours later, the bottom drops out of her world when she’s introduced to Axe, her twin’s new SEAL instructor. Then she discovers he’s a Feral Wolf, the arch enemy of her people. Wylfen laws prohibit her from mating with a half-breed. If anyone finds out she’s mated with Axe, exile is the least she has to fear…

Prymal Lust is now available at the following booksellers:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1nua3pi

All Romance eBooks (ARe): http://bit.ly/1nuaBvv

Barnes and Noble: http://bit.ly/1nuaJee

Taliesin Publishing: http://bit.ly/1nuaTlS

 

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    I’m in the middle of the second round of edits for Book Two in the PRYMAL series, Prymal Obsession, and figured today might be a good time to share a teaser scene:

Prymal Obsession – Excerpt:

Brut slugged down the rest of his lukewarm coffee, turned on the tap, and washed the porcelain. Through the open window above the sink, he observed Sidonie yanking the hand brake, unbuckling her seat belt, and shoving open the driver’s door. She jumped to the paved asphalt, teetered, and wind milled her arms to regain her balance. Her glorious reddish-blonde ringlet curls glinted and danced in wild disarray concealing her features save for the tip of her nose.

Alarms pinged.

Sidonie’s gait always reminded him of the elegant, languorous loping of a gazelle, even in her trademark five and six inch stilettoes.

A dry breeze wound up the gulley from the base of the mountain chasing Sid’s distinctive fragrance, a combo of musk, a hint of greenness, and rose-petals, right to Brut’s greedy nostrils. He inhaled and held the breath, sifting the essence of her scent and allowing the different perfumes to settle into his olfactory neurons. He frowned when the last sinking elements of her aroma revealed a hitherto un-detected hint of acidity.

Sid sprinted up the incline to the deck, stumbled on the first step, and grabbed the rail with both hands.

The slapping of her shoes on the wooden steps while she navigated her way onto the deck puzzled him. The sound didn’t go with the picture.

His hackles stiffened the instant he saw her face.

No makeup, not even a hint of mascara.

Sidonie wore cosmetic armor.

Always.

She had a peaches and cream complexion, skin so translucent and flawless, that from the moment he’d laid eyes on her, Brut had fantasized about touching and tasting her.

Their eyes met when she reached the top step.

A blast of terror, pungent and bitter, wove through Sidonie’s unique aroma.

Brut straightened, his olfactory senses on full alert. His woman was scared spitless. An unbridled wave of wrath laced with the compulsive urge to protect her swamped him.

She disappeared from view for mere seconds and then hurtled through the open kitchen door. Her head jerked right, left, and she did two more double takes before casting him a sidelong scowl. “I need Lycus. Where is he?”

“Not here.” Resentment and lust tangoed to jar a harsh f**k you note into the two words he spat. F**k her needing any man but him.

“Tania?” Her voice, husky, low, and graveled with steel branded him. The woman had only to come within hearing or smelling distance and his big cat and wolf DNA exploded. His cock unfurled. He reviled the way his scarred and tattooed body reacted to her. Despised her blatant want-to-f**k-the-ugly-beast human female reaction he’d encountered too often during his short lifespan.

“Neither.” He leaned his elbows on the granite countertop. Didn’t give a f**king crap if the move made his arousal obvious.

“Axe?” She pressed a fist to her mouth.

“Same.” Brut crossed his arms and inspected her from head to toe. Instead of her trademark stilettos, she wore flip-flops. This Sidonie, wearing a baggy white T with jagged blue stains, and jeans faded from too many washings, worried him.

“Can you not flipping answer a question with more than one word?”

He frowned at the note of hysteria in her screeched query. “No.”

“Is it just me? Or are you this surly and unresponsive with everyone?” She carried a sheet of wadded paper in one hand.

“You.”

“The feeling is mutual. You smug, arrogant excuse for a male.” She searched the room again and a hint of her desperation clocked him. “Bandit? Jaz? Is there anyone here but you?”

“Nope.” Sidonie Walker had acted as if she wanted to jump his bones when they first met. But once Brut’d made it plain he wasn’t interested, she treated him like bat dung. Anger clawed at him. He hated wanting to f**k her. Felt the need to slash and burn. “Looking for stud service?”

Hope you enjoyed!

Award winning author Jianne Carlo’s motto is simple: Alpha Me Please. Strong heroines, exotic locations, and cultural differences are her forte.

She goes weak in the knees for warriors of any type, rebels, SEALs, Vikings, and bad-ass mercenaries. Send her a man with an attitude and she’ll find the right woman to tame him.

Jianne’s writing career began in 2008, and since then she’s been lucky enough to have over twenty-four hot romances published. Most of her books are TOP PICKs with reviewers, and several have been nominated for and won awards and prizes.

Jianne’s been married for what seems simultaneously like forever and not long enough to a man with warrior Nordic ancestors. They have three sons, “the big lug,” “the wayward one,” and the “young’un.” The ”boys” not only tower over her, but they keep her hopping even though they are grown and only return home for two things—a loan and good food.

When not writing, she reads, takes Zumba classes, and then promptly eats all the calories burned by cooking something yummy on her favorite toy, her “robo-stove.” A night spent with family and friends eating one of her three-course meals and sipping red wine is by far her ideal way of relaxing.

Nothing makes Jianne’s day more than an email from someone who’s read one of her books. So far, she’s received emails from almost every continent on the planet. Almost…

Email: Jianne@jiannecarlo.com

Website: http://www.jiannecarlo.com/

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To celebrate Prymal Lust’s release I’m offering two prizes to a lucky visitor to the tour – visit more stops and you have more entries. These are the prizes:

$10.00 Amazon Gift Card

An eCopy of Prymal Lust 

Winners will be announced on August 29, 2014

a Rafflecopter giveaway
 

Check out the next stop on the Prymal Lust Book Tour for another tantalizing preview of Prymal Obsession:

Book Junkie:   http://ashleythebookjunkie.blogspot.com/

Have a transcendent Thursday!

Cheers,

Jianne Carlo

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Here’s a list of Prymal Lust’s Tour Stops:

4-Aug     Books N Pearls

5-Aug     Karen Blue Reviews  

6-Aug     The Pages of a Good Book

7-Aug     Books N Pearls

8-Aug     TwinsieTalk

9-Aug     Secret Hungers

10-Aug   Renea Mason  

12-Aug   TNT Reviews

13-Aug   Underneath the Covers

14-Aug   Angel’s Guilty Pleasures  

15-Aug   Book Junkie 

22-Aug   Cait Jarrod