Yes, it is a Big Hairy Deal!

It’s finally here! I didn’t think we’d ever get to today! But Monday, September 15 at 7:00 pm EDT, Furry, Fluffy, and Wild will finally be available from Liquid Silver Books! Yaaay! I’m so excited.

Back in February or so, Celia Kyle put out a call to other authors interested in participating in a shifter anthology. I jumped through the crowd of authors with my hand waving madly in the air and shouted “Me, me … pick me!” When I fell at her feet grovelling and make a fool of myself, how could she say no?

Celia and Tina are amazing writers with a ton of work under their belts and I feel very proud to be included in an anthology with them. All of our stories involve wolf shifters …

and plus size women. (I know, the cover doesn’t actually reflect that … but you’re going to have to trust me on this one.)

My novella, Blue Moon Rising, is an erotic suspense story.

Could a woman’s past decide a man’s future?

Tension between the cougar and wolf shifters in Lonesome Fork, Montana is spiraling out of control. With the full moon only days away and fear and the body count rising, Chief of Police, and head of the wolf shifter council, Cole Takoda is trying to bring peace to both humans and shifters alike. But with the head of the cougar council, Kurt Hansley, thwarting his attempts, it appears nothing will heal the growing rift. When orphan Jayda Kynslan strolls into town, rumors of polymorphic shifters come to life begin to circulate.

Two men want to claim Jayda as mate: one will stand with her and unite the shifter clans; the other will possess her and reign supreme over the human population. With the Blue Moon Rising Jayda’s decision will determine the future for all of them.

Here’s a brief excerpt:
Cole stared at Jayda’s ass as she sashayed her way to the door. Damn, she had him hot under the collar. He’d wanted to follow her immediately, but the tented fly of his Levi’s would make their intention a little obvious. It wouldn’t do for the Chief of Police to be caught in a compromising situation. When she’d bent in close, the scent and heat of her overwhelming his senses, his body had jumped to attention. Decorum and judicious prudence aside, he needed to be with her. Had she known she’d have that effect? Was this some kind of setup?

He finished his beer in one great swallow and banged it down on the bar just as the door closed behind Jayda. She hadn’t even turned around to see if he was following. Maybe she hadn’t meant what she’d said. Part of him hoped that was the case. Then he’d only have to see her safely to her car, and this whole thing would be over. There was only one way to find out what she intended. His cock led the way.

“Hey, champ, it’s cold outside. You’ll need this.” Aaron stood at the entry between the two rooms holding Cole’s leather jacket. The smile on his face was nonjudgmental.

“Shit,” Cole said as he snatched the jacket and shrugged into it. They’d been friends since their days on the reservation. Aaron would be the only one who’d know it was lust as much as fear contorting his face.

Aaron smiled. “Shit is right. Be careful, man.”

Now that he’d made the decision, Cole headed for the door. He wondered if he’d waited too long, and she’d left. That thought moved him more quickly. He’d have no way of finding Jayda if she walked out his life tonight. He had no intention of letting that happen until he knew exactly what had brought her to Lonesome Fork.

The night air slapped him in the face the moment he walked out the door. He scanned the lot, panic sweeping through him with each pass.

“Over here.” Jayda’s quiet voice called from around a truck parked in front of the tavern and off to his right. He smiled at her from the other side of the hood.

“I wasn’t sure you’d come.”

The brassy woman who’d propositioned him in the bar had once again morphed into a timid debutante. If not for her voice and the breathtaking smile she flashed, he wouldn’t have known the bashful person holding keys in her hands was capable of offering an uninhibited sexual escapade in her car.

“Jayda, why don’t we go sit in my car?” Reason found its way back to his consciousness. “It’s in the back corner away from the lights.” Police Chiefs didn’t boff strangers in the parking lot of the local tavern. But no one could fault him for finding a place for a quiet chat with a suspicious stranger, and at this moment, conversation was all he intended.

“Sure.” She lifted a shoulder with the lilt in her voice.

She came around the back of the truck, and he wrapped his arm around her waist. Jayda laid her head in the crook of his shoulder. She molded against him like her body had been made for his.

Cole’s body reacted again to her proximity; the blood rushing to his dick made it hard to think like a gentleman. “We don’t have to do this. I’d understand if you want to back out.”

Stopping, she looked up at him. “You don’t want to?”

“No, I … I mean, yes.” Damn, this woman tied his tongue in knots. “What I mean is … if you’re having second thoughts about being alone with me…”

Her hand snaked into the front of his jacket and pinched his nipple. “Not even sort of. Now, which car is yours?”

Cole hit the button on the remote starter, and the lights flashed.

Jayda clapped her hands and ran into the shadows. “Oh, such a shame, you have bucket seats, I guess we’ll have to snuggle in the back.” She didn’t even turn around before climbing in, her curvaceous ass disappearing a moment before he reached the Saab.

And of course what would one of books be without a book trailer: