Posted in Articles

Forged Alliances Excerpt

Tonight Sierra was spoiling for a fight.

She slammed into the Beaver Tavern’s door shoulder first, amber light spilling on her and the scent of tobacco threading through the air as she entered. Wooden planks creaked under her boots from her tread as she quick-stepped to the oaken bar on the opposite side. Three things lit her match without fail—abusive assholes, idiots who didn’t use their turn signals, and unannounced shifters moving in on her territory.

Inside, her beast snapped at its confines, begging her to shift, to take to the woods and keep running, never turning back. Except leaving wasn’t an option, not since she’d become alpha of the Red Rock pack years back. Sounds of the bar in full swing washed over her, from the shouts and laughs to the clunks of heavy pint glasses hitting the tables.

“Sierra, what’s up your ass?” Jeremiah called over from a table as a lazy smile reached his hazel eyes. Her Red Rock pack filled the whole bar, since humans kept their distance from predominantly shifter areas, and in this part of Pennsylvania few would come strolling in.

She flipped him the middle finger. “Shut it, Streaky,” she called back, garnering a couple of smirks and laughs from the pack. After Jer had gotten caught buck-ass naked, stumbling out of at least three different tents at the last Fourth of July party, the nickname had stuck. Sierra made a beeline to where Raven manned the taps, dispensing dew to this loud and crazy lot. Sierra’s body brimmed with unspent tension. Fight, fight, fight pounded through her, an untamable urge, and her wolf prowled inside her, restless. As alpha, her rank heightened her tether to the beast, already one step away from primal.

Get your copy here: http://www.loose-id.com/forged-alliances.html

Advertisements
Posted in Articles

Forged Alliances Cover Reveal!

Guys…I have a pretty!

KM_ForgedAlliances

Sierra Kanoska fought hard for her position as wolf alpha of the Red Rock pack, and intruders in her territory receive the full brunt of what her claws, fangs, and smarts can accomplish. So when Dax Williams, de facto alpha of the Silver Springs pack, pays an unwelcome visit, Sierra’s ready to toss him out. However, the man’s in a tough spot. The pack elders sabotaged his fight for alpha against his brother, driving him from his lands. Sierra hates underhanded moves like that, so she agrees on an alliance.

As they work together, she witnesses an alpha who wants to do right by his pack, not just the cocky wiseass she first met. Their growing attraction blazes hot, but the moment she and Dax lock lips, a mating bond emerges. Sierra sure as hell isn’t ready to share that intimate connection with a stranger, and the thought of forever sends Dax running.

Before they can talk, the Tribe commanding the East Coast shifters arrives to settle the dispute. Dax and his brother’s punishment for their pack’s civil war is a free-for-all on their lands. Not only does he have to defeat his brother, but any challenger in the region. Despite Dax and Sierra’s initial resistance, his wily charm relaxes her control-freak tendencies while her steadfast support bolsters his strength. Yet every new opponent places their newfound relationship under siege—one misstep, one wrong blow in the ring, and Dax could leave in a bodybag.

Add it to your Goodreads!

Posted in Articles

Weekly Word Count #113

Word Count: 11,037

What story I’m currently working on: Since Forged Alliances will probably be coming out in a month or two, I’m definitely making headway on book two, Forged Decisions. I hit 25k today and will probably keep trucking along on it the rest of the week. Finn and Navi’s story is really starting to resonate with me, and I am loving writing it. I also put another thousand or so words into the Musketeer Pirates story, almost hitting 8k! And on the positive, I’m starting a new series concept to submit to a proposal call and also to write once I’m done Forged Decisions. Guys, it’s VIKINGS. And Loki runs a bar called the Asgard Lounge. And I already got the first chapter done, almost rounding out the first 3k. WOO!!!

What I’m editing/marketing: Well now, I got my Steampunk with a Twist story back from beta readers, so I’m editing at a leisurely pace. It’s absolutely lovely. Also still waiting on the Airship Named Desire audio book to release. EEEE. Also, Captured Memories has a projected release date of October 17th. Excite. and Forged Alliances has a tentative release date of September 19th, but honestly it’s just going to be a matter of how quickly Tamzin and I work. EEEEEE.

Teaser of the week:

“Mislabeled the sign,” a cocky voice called from the door. “Should read ‘Doggie Daycare_ with the amount of pups packed into this place.” The man_s eyes twinkled with his l

Line of the week:

“I’m not sorry for giving a fuck about you, Navi,” he said, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he leaned against the side of the car, close enough she could feel the heat emanating off his body. “You’ve got strength in spades, but there’s so much more to you than the burden you’re shouldering, sweetheart. I’m more interested in the woman standing before me whose single moment of softness is worth a thousand from anyone else.”

She opened her mouth, but the words dried on her tongue. The intensity sparking in Finn’s hazel eyes, the muscles of his neck taut as he argued with her, and the way his thick brows furrowed with the same irritation that flowed through her—all of it had her ensnared. He was supposed to be the same as all the others, a no-strings-attached fling. And yet the more she got to know Finn Kelly, the more she connected with him, fought with him, and talked with him, she couldn’t help but like the bastard.

Posted in Uncategorized

Weekly Word Count #87

Word Count: 5,272

What story I’m working on: Hit 21k with Future King, which has been slow moving as of late. Meanwhile, things are really picking up pace with the shifter story and I’m starting to try and come up with a title. Any suggestions? I just hit 28k there and reached sort of the midway point of the story and where it’ll unfold from here.

What I’m editing/marketing: Just completed the final edit of Waking for Winter. Can’t wait to submit the final book in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles to Tamzin! And on February 7th, book three, Rising for Autumn comes out, and I’m beyond excited for that release. I’m hella proud of that book.

Line of the week:

Well, Dax had wanted distraction, but he didn’t think meeting the infamous Tribe with a raging hard-on was putting his best foot forward. Still, the bloom of Sierra’s arousal in the air wasn’t helping tamp down the intense lust she inspired in him. He sucked in a deep breath and focused on nasty ass things, like wrinkled, paper-thin skin, the moldy can of tomatoes he had in the fridge, and the bottle of midori he’d killed as a teen, turning his puke neon green for days. By the time she opened the bar door, he was ready to face whoever waited inside.