Jasmine
Moon
a Black
Hills Wolves novel
by Celia
Breslin
a Paranormal Romance
Hi Everyone!
Great to be here on the Inner Goddess blog today as part of
my Jasmine Moon book tour! This is the third book I’ve written for Decadent
Publishing’s Black Hills Wolves line, a multi-author, shared world centered around the Tao wolf pack of Los Lobos, in
the Black Hills of South Dakota. In my three stories, I introduce several new characters
and locations to the world, use some preexisting town locales for a few
activities, and have other author’s characters make cameos. And, of course,
romance is front and center in all my stories, as my heroes and heroines work
for their Happily Ever Afters. :-)
Fun facts about the
world:
* To keep the world
consistent throughout the stories, there’s a “World Bible”, an ever-growing
document with world rules, list of locations, characters, and professions, and
more.
* A mysterious,
often sarcastic, and totally badass Werebear named Gee (the bar owner) appears
in every story.
* Shifting magic
varies per character. Some wolves shift easily, while others struggle and
experience painful shifting. Some wolves are moon dependent; other wolves can
shift at will. My wolves can shift
whenever they want, and return to human form fully clothed.
* Pack law is
dictated by the Alpha. Everyone entering pack land must have the express
approval of the Alpha.
I hope you enjoyed
this glimpse into the Tao wolf pack. And I hope you’ll come visit for the
wedding festivities in Jasmine Moon. Happy reading!
Book Description:
Tech mogul and workaholic Wolf Evan
Luparell has little time for distractions but takes a break for his brother’s
wedding in South Dakota. When asked to escort another wedding attendee from the
airport to Los Lobos, he agrees. Then he meets the curvy spitfire, and she
ignores him.
Designer and Wolf Mina Carver
didn’t mean to be rude to the handsome, glowering man claiming to be her ride,
but she was busy working. Now she must endure a ride to the Black Hills with
the cranky but sexy Dominant Wolf. Unexpected mating energy sparks between
them, but still—should she dismiss, or kiss him?
Kisses win and they agree upon a
no-strings fling. But with each wedding activity throwing them together, and
their powerful chemistry and mate compatibility complicating matters, can two
workaholics truly have their fun then walk away?
Review by pearls
Two shifters show up for a wedding and find they are mates. But neither has time in their life for a relationship, so they plan to have a weekend affair to quench their lust. Their wolves, however, have other plans. Meanwhile, the wedding of a popular couple is happening. And not everyone from the pack is happy for the couple and are out to cause trouble. What makes this tale exciting and different is that the two lovebird shifters are both dominants. They approach life full throttle. This creates a lot of snarky dialog, followed by some seriously steamy sexual tension filled kisses. The Sister/BFF will have you rolling in stitches and wishing you too could have a karaoke bachelorette party. A fun novel that made me want to go back and read the rest of the series.
Excerpt:
Evan tipped his
head and eyed the ceiling. Prompt replies, punctual people. Striking deals and
hitting deadlines. These items made his world tick. Not loitering around a
miniscule airport pulling a Waiting for Godot moment on infinite repeat for a
no-show, flakey designer from California.
God grant him
patience and balls of steel when he showed up without the designer and the
all-important wedding dress, because his future sister-in-law Darci would
certainly be unhappy. He’d have to beg a favor from his assistant, have her
snag a couture dress, and fly it ASAP to the Rapid City airport. He could
afford a gown from some famous designer in Chicago or New York, something
likely superior to whatever his soon-to-be sister-in-law’s no-name friend had
created. Right? Shit, he hoped women’s fashion proved so easy.
He took a deep
fortifying breath and froze. Airport smells assailed his senses—the sharp tang
of bleach and lemon-scented cleaners, the floral perfume from Rental Car Girl
who eyed him like a piece of candy. Black coffee, donuts, fried fast food, and
under it all, the distinct musk of wolf.
Female wolf.
She smelled damn
good. His wolf perked up, and his legs propelled him toward the empty baggage
claim, where one bright-pink suitcase covered in Hello Kitty stickers sat,
unclaimed, on the unmoving L-shaped conveyor belt. Her scent, stronger here,
socked his gut, and his gaze shot to the corner.
The chaos around
the woman stunned him silent. Large, paper coffee cup, half-eaten banana, and a
quarter of a powdered doughnut perched on a brown paper bag next to her. Crumbs
splattered the linoleum and the woman’s long-sleeved blue blouse in a thick
layer of white, sugary dust. On her other side, two pink garment bags lay like
corpses, along with a bubblegum-pink unzipped duffel as long as her
outstretched, denim-clad legs. Some of the bag’s contents—pads of drawing paper
and large swaths of fabric—protruded over the opening, the fabric splaying over
her legs in a rainbow-colored blanket. Her feet peeked out of the mess, encased
in sparkling pink UGGs. Good grief, sequins? She smacked her shiny boots
together in a poor imitation of Dorothy and bobbed her head from side to side
in time to some music only she seemed to hear. Her shoulder-length red hair,
the color of ripe dark cherries—his favorite fruit—gleamed under the harsh
airport lighting and curtained most her face from his view, save a pert nose
and small chin, both speckled with a generous amount of freckles.
He’d always liked
freckles.
Clearing his
throat, he stepped closer, but she didn’t flinch in surprise or look up. Her
attention remained on the tablet on her lap, the stylus between her pale,
freckled fingers swiping without hesitation over her screen. Her extreme focus
reminded him of his sister Lexi in one of her artistic frenzies. The
resemblance ended there.
While his sister
took after the rest of their tall, lean, and tan family, this woman seemed the
polar opposite—pale, petite, curvy, and freckled. His preferred type. A flicker
of interest stirred in his gut. Did she have those cute little spots on the
rest of her? Speckled fur when in her wolf form? His wolf huffed his interest
in finding out, but Jasmine the Oblivious Designer didn’t acknowledge his
presence.
His fascination
faded, replaced by renewed irritation. She damn well should have scented and
noticed his wolf by now, and she should have waited at their agreed upon
rendezvous point. She should not be sitting on the dirty linoleum of an
airport, lost in her work. Didn’t she realize the dangers of ignoring her
surroundings?
He positioned
himself right in front of her wiggly, booted feet. “Excuse me, J—”
“Sh.” She raised
her arm and flicked her hand in the universal get lost gesture.
He gaped at her.
“Excuse me?”
Another wave of
her hand while her stylus streaked across her tablet screen with the other.
“Not interested.”
Nice voice. Low
and husky. Her attitude, on the other hand…. “But—”
“Go away.” Her
velvet voice carried a stubborn edge.
In other
circumstances, he would’ve admired her strength. But he’d wasted copious
amounts of time hunting for the clearly inconsiderate and irresponsible female.
“Fine. Get your own damn ride to Los Lobos. Jasmine.”
About
the Author:
Celia lives in California with her
husband, daughter, and two feisty cats. She writes urban fantasy and paranormal
romance, and has a particular fondness for werewolves, vampires, and the Fae.
Her award-winning vampire series - The Tranquilli Bloodline - is available from
Champagne Books. Jasmine Moon is her
third werewolf story (and a stand-alone read!) for Decadent Publishing’s
multi-author, shifter line: Black Hills Wolves.
When not writing, you’ll find Celia
exercising, reading a good book, hanging with her family, or indulging her
addiction to Joss Whedon’s TV shows and movies.
Blog: http://www.celiabreslin.com/blog/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/CeliaBreslinAuthor
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/CeliaBreslin
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Donna Grant is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the sizzling Dark King series featuring dragons, immortal Highlanders, and the Fae.
She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding.
Despite deadlines and voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two children, four cats, and one long haired Chihuahua.
