True Mated Romance - My shapeshifter world!

Do you enjoy books about shapeshifting wolves? I do. I also love writing about them. Finally, all my books are mine again and they I'm making them available to readers.

I created a fictitious town in Colorado that is the home to my shapeshifters. Whitewolf, Colorado is a community/pack of slightly over 1000 people, however it is the nexus for the Feldspar (witch) family, the Drew Goldwolf and Kincaid Redwolf packs, and the Whitehawk and Goldowl aeries.

          The Feldspar family is a group of 100-200 interrelated humans who have settled together. The Feldspars are part of a long line of magic users descending from the druids. The wolf packs house mini-towns of approximately 500 each and each of the aeries also numbers approximately 500. The Whitehawks and Goldowls jointly operate a ski resort in the mountains above Whitewolf within the county.

        That makes about 3200 individuals living in and around Whitewolf, Colorado. Each of the individual groups operates autonomously, but all participate in life in the town of Whitewolf. All live within the county limits of Whitewolf. All children from the various communities attend Whitewolf schools.

            Whitewolf is located in a mountain valley in the upper foothills of the front range of the Rockies, slightly north of Denver. The valley is surrounded by four distinct foothills or low mountains, one in each direction. Exactly 4 roads lead in and out of the valley and run between each of the mountains which border the valley. The Whitehawk and Goldowl aeries are located on the mount the furthest to the west and at the highest elevation to accommodate the ski resort. The Redwolf clan is on the south mount, the Goldwolf clan on the north mount, and the Feldspar family live on the east mount.

            Whitewolf has become a draw to shapeshifters living in the area because they don’t have to hide who and what they are from people in their community.  The land in and around the valley is owned by the Whitewolf clan. Members of the clan own their own homes and property, but any undeveloped space is held by the pack leader. If anyone sells their property to move out of the area, it has to first be offered to the Whitewolf pack leader for purchase or approval of buyer. No land changes hands in the city limits of Whitewolf without the pack leader’s approval.

The only humans in the area are the Feldspar family who are practicing witches and are fully magical (spell-casting, etc.) Despite its small size the town aspires to be independent so that they don’t need to worry about humans becoming frightened of them.  

 

Town structure

Mayor/City Administrator (Pack leader) – Yohana Whitewolf (formerly her sire, Jeremiah)

The City Council is made up of four city folk and one representative of each of the neighboring groups for a total of 8. The council can recommend, but may not override a mayoral veto, since the mayor is the Whitewolf pack leader. The Mayor has the full power of both the position of Mayor and that of City Administrator. County business is handled by City Council as the county is small and is the area of the valley, the four mounts and about five miles in each direction.

Protect and Defend

Mikaela Laughlin discovers a whole new world, and an entirely new species, when she tours the crime lab to meet Lieutenant Diarmid Redwolf while researching her next book. She’s lusted after “Delicious Diarmid” from afar for a long time, but meeting him sets her body on fire. It doesn’t take long for Mikaela to discover there’s more to Diarmid than meets the eye.

Diarmid has bad guys to catch, but meeting the voluptuous author has him wanting to catch her instead. His shapeshifter blood recognizes his True Mate and he wants her in his arms. Now. But with a cold-blooded serial killer on the loose, Diarmid has one shot at his future and he will not fail. Because this time, the killer wants Mikaela.

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Leader of the Pack

Surgeon Dr. Per Goldwolf needs a mate to make partner in a prestigious practice. Predator-Match.com—a matchmaking service for shapeshifters—not only finds him a mate, they match him with his True Mate. Yohana’s long legs and intoxicating scent makes him hunger for her.

New packleader Yohana Whitewolf’s life goal is to follow in her sire’s pawprints and lead her pack. Leadership demands sacrifices. To calm her people, Yohana needs a mate. But finding an Alpha male who won’t take over is a tall order. Yohana doesn’t want the complication of a True Mate, but Per is a sexy, intelligent Alpha male and she wants to shred his clothes every time she touches him.

Everything should be perfect—except she’s a packleader, and the Whitewolf pack is nervous.

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Rockin Little Christmas

When her parents’ rock band The Pack performs at Zach’s bar, Mandy discovers her True Mate, Joe Blackwolf, the band’s lead singer and guitarist. All she has to do now is convince Joe that she told a little white lie to make her mom happy, her father that rock musicians aren’t all alike, and her new mate’s family that rockers aren’t all that different from classical musicians.

Joe Blackwolf is celebrating his fortieth birthday. And what he wishes for when he blows out the candles is to find his True Mate. He succeeds when he meets Mandy Goldwolf. Problem is…he thinks she belongs to someone else. Finding out the truth leaves him free to explore every inch of her smokin’ hot curves, but now Joe and Mandy are neck deep in overbearing relatives and everyone is in for a Rockin’ Little Christmas.

Note: This book was previously published elsewhere but has been revised and updated.
Formerly titled: Cupid Rocks.

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Alpha Vs Alpha

Alpha female Serena Goldwolf has spent a lifetime vowing never to be a submissive mate to any Alpha male. But all it takes is one surprisingly sexual meeting with Damien Blackwolf, a dissatisfied client of her shapeshifter dating site Predator-Match.com, and she is aching to be owned by the hottest male on two legs—or four.

Damien Blackwolf doesn’t understand why the voluptuous Serena won’t admit they’re True Mates. To convince her, he decides to bring out her desires by dragging her to someplace private to get to know her…intimately. But how can he convince her of their destiny when she refuses to acknowledge their connection and runs away from him?
In a passionate battle of wills, there most definitely can be two winners.

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Buy Me A Rose ~ Francesca Hawley
Jessica and Nathaniel Whitewolf celebrate their thirtieth anniversary as True Mates but they’ve lost their bond. Now a hot couples’ retreat will get it back.

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No Gentleman ~ Francesca Hawley
Librarian Abby Kelly comes west finding a roguish shapeshifter who desires her. Will Goldwolf is no gentleman, but Abby discovers he’s just what she wants.

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New Release Cover Reveal...HANKY SPANKY!!!!

 I've been working on a new release for a year now and I'm finally ready to go live with my new cover. The design is by the uber talented Dar Albert. If you're interested in hiring a wonderful cover artist, you can find her at:  http://www.wickedsmartdesigns.com/

Hanky Spanky is a contemporary BDSM erotic romance with a BBW heroine. I had a lot of fun writing this book and I hope my readers enjoy this story. 

But fair warning...this book is as hot as a habanero!

The release date is March 9, 2015. 

I'll post buy links very soon for my first solo Indie release.

 

BLURB:

Karen Eckberg has spent months in front of a webcam, writhing and moaning, dutifully performing to Master Lars’ voiced commands. She’s sexually alive for the first time in her life but when her perfect Dom turns out to be none-other than her high school crush “Aw Shucks” Andy Larson, life takes an even more sensual turn than she’d ever expected.

Karen is everything Andy Larson has ever wanted in a sub, achingly responsive and eager to please her Master in every way. Unfortunately, their red-hot affair both in and out of the dungeon draws unwanted attention from his possessive ex-wife fueling Andy’s protective streak.

And now there's no safe word that can protect Karen from a woman scorned.

EXCERPT:

Oh, God. It was Andy. “Nothing. Just girl talk. Did you need something?” Damn him, he always managed to move so quietly. She hoped he hadn’t heard anything important…or incriminating.

“Yes, I need something.”

She looked up into his smiling blue eyes, clenching her toes to hide any other reaction to him. His eyes were uncharacteristically intense. She didn’t think he was capable of looking at anything but his sugar beet fields like that.

“Well? What do you need?”

“You.”

Karen sat up, her jaw dropping open. “What?”

“I want to dance.”

Why did she have to feel disappointed? She should know better by now. He’d never shown one iota of interest before, so she shouldn’t hope for anything now.

“No one’s stopping you, Andy,” she raised her brows and waved him onto the floor, using sarcasm as a weapon and a defense.

His eyes darkened and his lips tightened. “I meant, would you dance with me?”

“Me?” Shit. Her voice sounded breathy and excited and it had always been like this for her. Her belly dropped and filled with butterflies. She’d always wanted him and maybe she always would, but she had her Sir to think of now. She cleared her throat, determined to sound in command. “You want to dance with me?”

He just nodded and held out his hand. His very large, long fingered, work callused hand. God, she loved his hands. Her nipples tightened so painfully she wanted to cuss.

“Yes, you.”

“Go on, Karen. He won’t leave until you do.” Hannah grinned. “You’re one stubborn Swede, Andy.”

“Yah. That’s what I am all right,” he replied in a lilting faux-Swedish accent.

“Right. Let’s get it over with then.” Karen stood and took his warm hand, reluctantly.

Not only did her belly fill with butterflies as he led her to the dance floor, but now her pussy dampened. It wasn’t fair. She shouldn’t have to fight her lifelong attraction to the favorite son of the town’s founding family on the night before she met her new Sir in person.

She didn’t want a reminder of her past and completely futile infatuation, but here he stood in all his glory. Andy was the image of the All American boy. Well, the Scandinavian version anyway. Short, wheat blonde hair, sky blue eyes and a ready smile. They stopped on the dance floor and stared at each other.

“Well, come here then,” he grumbled, pulling her into his arms and gazing into her eyes. His deep voice turned her on, damn him.

She tried to maintain a physical distance between them as they started to rotate in time to a slow song. Being the strong, silent type, he didn’t say anything else, yet the silence wasn’t awkward. Karen liked that he listened more than he talked. That he was cautious—as though he measured his words for the impact they had. But he always seemed self-effacing because he had a tendency to dip his head when he was thinking. But seemed was the operative word. His actions disarmed people, made them think he wasn’t all that smart, but she knew different.

“Well, aren’t you going to put your arms around me too, Karen?”

She blinked and lifted her arms to his broad, muscled shoulders. Unfortunately for her libido, as her breasts pressed firmly to his hard chest her tender nipples chafed against her bra leaving them peaked – taut and needy. He tried to pull her closer, but Karen drew back, trying to ease the torture to her nipples. She was so primed for tomorrow night. So ready for her Sir’s pleasure, and her own, that stimulation of any kind almost hurt.

Andy stroked the small of her back and Karen gasped. His lightest touch went right to her clit, making it throb. Why did she have to want him as much as she had in high school? Andy had been the football captain and an all-around star athlete. Not only that, he had dated then married the most popular girl, Debbie Markham, the head cheerleader. The surprise was the divorce five years later.

One day they were together, the next Andy graduated college and came home alone leaving Debbie in the cities. When they split, Karen heard speculation that Andy was gay, but if there was one thing Karen was sure about, it was that Andy Larson was as straight as one of his rows of sugar beets.

Andy leaned closer and she tried to back off again. His breath smelled good…hadn’t he been drinking a beer earlier? She hated the smell of beer, but somehow he managed to smell good anyway. He tugged her against him as the slow song continued to play. His hands cradled her waist, yet she could feel the power in his touch. His thigh slid between hers, rubbing her pussy with every step he took as they slowly turned in a circle on the crowded dance floor.

Her breath caught in her throat and she closed her eyes. The pressure of his thigh drove her crazy and she wanted to thrust against him. He dragged her closer and his hand slid from the middle of her back down the slope to rest at the top of her ass. His hold was firm; commanding.

Where did that come from? She had to stop. Sir Lars would kill her if she came, and she was getting damn close. Sir. She had to think about him. Save her orgasms for him. He was what she wanted in a man.

His Fetlife profile showed a hard bodied, tan man with a flogger in his hand but the photo showed only his bare chest and broad shoulders. Tantalizing her imagination.

After they started chatting online she'd asked to see his face but no matter how often she asked to see what he looked like, he refused. When she consented to turn on her web cam, she asked to see him too, but he said he didn’t have a web cam for his computer. It didn’t matter because his commands set her on fire.

“What are you thinking about so hard?” Andy murmured, his breath brushing her ear as he leaned close.

Karen shivered. She imagined Andy would sound like that when he was in bed with a woman and the thought tightened her pussy on an imaginary cock she wished was buried inside her. Sir’s cock. That’s right. Not Andy’s. Never Andy’s.

“Just stuff.”

“Stuff? What kind of stuff? You can tell me, we’ve known each other forever.”

She leaned away from him to look up into his eyes. “We may have known each other since high school, Andy. But you don’t really know me at all.”

“Don’t I?” He purred and his arm tightened again.

Karen found herself cradled against his body. Touching from head to foot. Riding his muscular thigh. Karen struggled to back away but he was stronger than she was and his forceful grip turned her on even more than she already was. Every time he took a step toward her, his leg prodded her pussy. She tried to fight her reaction. Regulate her breathing, but it didn’t help. Nothing did.

Fat Thoughts from a Fat Chick

I wasn't going to comment on this because I didn't figure the woman needed more publicity, but it

The Fabulous Tess Munster

both annoyed and saddened me so I'm going to.

So, I have to tell you a deep dark secret about me - I'm a TLC near-addict. Not a total addict - I don't watch Kate + 8 or Honey Boo Boo, but yes, I watch a LOT of their shows. Don't Judge!

So last night, I was watching the end of Sister Wives - yes, I watch that. I find polygamy interesting. Again...don't judge! :-) And right after that was a program called Fat and Back. I thought it might be interesting until I "met" the star of the program.

Most of us fat chicks have probably heard of Katie Hopkins. This is the British woman who goes around being cruel and horrid to varying people that she finds disgusting - like fat people. People either hate her or love her for "telling it like it is." Personally, I don't believe she "tells it like it is." She basically uses a public forum to spout insults to people. Kind of like Ann Coulter.

So anyway, I planned to switch the channel and call it done. I figured this is the kind of person who will learning nothing from what she planned to do. And what DID she plan to do? One of her favorite homilies is that fatties wouldn't be that way if they'd just quit eating and exercised more. That's ALL they have to do. (Editorial comment: HA!) So her plan was to eat an insane amount of food and put on 50+ pounds in three months and then diet and exercise for three months to get back to being her perfect thin self.

Everyone she talked to told her she was nuts - doctors, friends, family, etc. I think she was nuts too. So I wasn't going to watch this - but as I was channel surfing I did find myself returning to the channel to catch a few minutes here and there. At one point, she was whining to her diary camera that mean fat people MADE her do this. Um...no. I'm sure there were fat people that told her to put up or shut up, but she decided to eat 4000 calories a day in order to gain all this weight so she could "prove her point." This woman started out eating 2000 calories a day and didn't gain weight  because of genetics and metabolism, so she jumped to the 4000 calories a day. Yes, I did say 4000 calories a day.

Most fat people don't do that. There may be a few people that do, but by and large most fat people are trying to eat less and exercise yet they still find themselves fat at the end of the day/week/month/year. There was one point where I thought she might learn something.

She went to talk to a therapist and the therapist called bullshit on her and explained (rather patiently, I thought) that  Katie was emotionally attached to her exercising and didn't she think it was possible that a fat person might be emotionally attached to food? Ding, ding, ding! Therapist is a winner.  Katie didn't like that and reluctantly admitted in the vehicle as they were driving home that yes, she could see that if someone had an emotional attachment to food, it might be harder to lose weight.

I thought - OMG - she finally understands. No such luck. Later in the hour, she was back to calling fat people disgusting and repellant. All through the episode it was like one step forward, two steps back.

Today I googled this to see if I could find out whether she managed to lose her weight. There was an interview with her and it was patently obvious she learned little to nothing. She was still talking about the disgusting lazy fat people. It made me think about how she affects the people around her - friends and family  - as well as total strangers.

First of all, she has a platform and a certain sort of celebrity so that people listen to her. What comes out of her mouth is pretty much bullying. It's the kind of thing I heard as a teen that made me suicidal. Nope - not being melodramatic. I often considered killing myself because of being fat when I was a teen. I felt bullied because of my size. I hid it. I'm sure that if you ask my high school friends if they thought I was depressed enough that I might kill myself - most would say no. My mom worried about me though and with good reason. So I watch this program and worry that her attitudes are being given credence by people she doesn't know. People like the teen I was who would internalize that kind of crap.

And just for my own curiosity I wonder even more about her and people like her, too. If someone like that has a fat child, do they say, "Mummy doesn't want to look at you because you're disgusting. Lose some weight and then I'll love you again." Would they tell a spouse, "I don't want to touch you because you're ugly. Lose weight and then I'll make love to you again." Would someone like this tell a friend, "I can't be your friend anymore because you won't take care of yourself. If you lose weight, then I'll be your friend again. Otherwise, don't bother me."

What does that say about them? Who would treat a loved one that way? And god, who would WANT the love of someone whose love is so incredibly conditional? Doesn't anyone else find this attitude abusive?

There was a time that I might have been desperate enough to have a life partner that I might have fallen for the abuse. Now, thank god, I'm not like that. Anyone says shit like that to me now and yeah, I'll lose weight. I'll lose THEM because they don't f-ing deserve me.

I hope for the sakes of those around her, fat never enters their lives. I hope they are able to lose the baby weight. I hope if they're related to her, they have her genetic makeup and metabolism. I wish the best for them, because she won't learn. Think of all the awesome people she'll never meet. And why? Because she refuses to judge them by the content of their character, instead she judges them by the size of their body. How very sad.