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Read and Excerpt from WAKING THE BEAR:
“Griff, this is Amy Francis,
your new tenant.” Jill rushed over to Amy and took her by the elbow to lead her
to the small kitchenette table. “I’ve already done the background check and
credit check, and she’s prepared to pay two months up front. Just gotta sign
the papers.”
As Amy passed the ranger he peered down at her, his hazel
eyes locking on to her, examining. Warm, and soul-deep, they stared. Not
judging or comparing, he truly seemed to be studying her without any pretense.
She gazed back, her mouth partly open, her heart rate accelerating from being
so close she could smell his woodsy scent. He wore a full beard, the kind of
scraggly brown mess of wiry hair usually reserved for reality TV. His hair
matched, curling to his shoulders in a tangle of waves.
Something about his eyes warmed her to her core.
“Nice to meet you, Ms. Francis,” his deep voice almost
growled. He set her scarf on the table.
What had he been doing with her scarf? She’d left it on the
table. She grabbed it then wrapped it around her neck, hoping to conceal her
flush. “Nice to meet you, too.”
She was instantly at ease with him, despite his gruff
appearance and her body’s reaction to his maleness. He had that Grizzly Adams
kind of comfort in his posture. Big, but safe. Trustworthy. At ease with
himself and his environment. The kind of guy that made you feel like everything
was going to be okay.
Not the kind of guy she was used to being around.
“Glad you find my cabin to your satisfaction.” He continued
to stare, but it wasn’t threatening, it was curious.
“It’s a lovely place, and the view is amazing, but you know
that. Exactly what I was looking for, though. So thank you for agreeing to rent
it to me.” She could tell she was babbling but her mouth wouldn’t stop.
Something about the sexy ranger made her slap happy. She squeezed her scarf,
trying to keep quiet and slow her thoughts down. Amy time. Amy time. Not looking for a man. Shouldn’t even be looking at
a man, especially not a man like this. Whew, is it hot in here? She fanned
herself.
“I have some questions.” He eyed her for a few seconds
before continuing, his gaze cutting into her. “This is my family’s cabin and
it’s very special to me. I don’t rent to just anyone that shows up. Even
someone Jill has picked and background checked.” He nodded toward Jill. “Even
though I’ve known her a long time.”
“Her background check was clear.” Jill nodded.
“I hope you’ll consider me.” Amy shuffled her feet. Her
heart thudded and her palms dampened. She hadn’t considered that he might not
rent to her. If he didn’t, she’d have to stay in a hotel till she found another
place, and that wouldn’t be easy.
He ran his fingertips across the chairback and paused before
speaking. “This cabin is a special place to me.”
She followed his fingers, watching them slide across the
smooth wood. “I can see how it would be.” Her mouth went dry. His long fingers
and large hands exuded the same power his height did. No wonder Jill seemed to
have a crush on him. Who wouldn’t? She cleared her throat. “What questions do
you have? I’m prepaying.”
“I’ve got the contract,” Jill interjected. “Ready to go.”
“No, it’s not that.” He ran his fingers through his beard.
“I need to know how you’ll use the cabin.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t damage anything. I’m an artist and I draw
and paint landscapes and florals. Mostly watercolor, and almost always
outdoors. That’s why I thought about coming to the mountains of New York. It’s
so beautiful here.” Damn, she was still babbling. What was it about the big man
that both put her off guard and comforted her at the same time? Her body hummed
with excitement being in his presence and she’d left her cool in the cabin
bedroom. She had to get control. She was in New York to get away from people,
not meet new ones. Especially not sexy new ones.
He had facial hair and she had a rule. No facial hair. That
was simple enough, right? No facial hair meant zero facial hair. Well, except
eyebrows. She’d dated a guy in college who shaved off his eyebrows as part of
his Goth sensibilities. Best guy ever at quoting Whitman. No facial hair except
eyebrows had been a rule since that guy was out of her life.
“I see. Well, I’m glad to hear you aren’t painting with
harsh chemicals.” He yawned and rubbed his eyes. He gripped the back of the
kitchen chair and scooted it across the wooden floor to its place under the
table. “Sorry. I’m having a hard time staying awake.”
“Sorry.” Her face heated again. “I’m trying to tell you how
lovely I think this area is, especially compared to the city.”
“The mountains are picturesque, especially in springtime. I
think you’ll be an ideal tenant, long as you can follow the rules.”
His gaze lingered, and she crossed her arms over her chest.
“Th-thank you,” she stammered at his close inspection. “I can follow the
rules.” The landlord won’t be too bad to
look at, either. Not a bonus I was expecting. Looking is okay.
“One thing you need to know. Take it to heart, please. The
mountains are very dangerous. Especially if you don’t know what you’re doing or
where you’re going. You don’t want to go traipsing around these trails by
yourself. You could get lost pretty easily and it could be days before someone
finds you. There are things—”
“I don’t think you need to worry about Ms. Francis,” Jill
spoke up. “She’ll be fine.” She fiddled with her notebook, flipping pages quickly.
“She’s from Atlanta.”
Griff reared up to his full height and stared at the
Realtor. “This is not Atlanta.”
Storm
Damaged:
In
a world where humans don’t know mermaids exist, Mari leaves her home in the
ocean to escape her mother, her betrothed, and her tribe’s expectations in
order to make a go of independence on land. Chase, former Navy diver and
self-appointed curmudgeon-who-isn’t-worthy-of-love, lost his brother in a freak
diving accident and now fears the ocean he once loved.
Mari’s a mermaid with a plan. She has to get the
sexy bartender, Chase, to remain on the island so she can get him into her bed.
Trouble is, he’s afraid of the water and there’s a hurricane coming. But with
Mari's betrothed on the rampage over a centuries-old vendetta, the storm isn't
the worst thing they'll have to face.
The Wolf and the Butterfly:
Nika,
the pack’s newest scout, wants nothing more than to please his Alpha. When he
discovers a beautiful, and very sick, stranger in the woods outside Los Lobos,
he finds himself torn between his duty and his hormones. The stranger carries a
deadly wolf virus—one that hasn’t been seen in the Black Hills in ages.
Kimi, a Lakota Sioux, is dying. She’s
transported herself forward in time, hoping to find the cure to the illness
that’s stricken her tribe. Her only chance for survival is to trust Nika, even
if she’s not used to having help.
To find the cure and save the pack, Nika and
Kimi must travel to a time long ago—before the Lakota populated the Black
Hills—a time filled with dangers neither can imagine. Their growing attraction
may save them, or kill them both.
Author
Interview:
What inspired you to write Waking the Bear?
I was
inspired to write a bear shifter novella by Lia Davis for a shifter anthology
we were doing together with a couple friends. I always felt the whole story had
not been told, so when Carina picked up the series, I was so happy to be able
to expand the story from 19K words to 77K words. It was the first bear shifter
I’d written, but I really enjoy bears now.
When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?
Like most
authors, I’ve always wanted to write. I think there is a certain personality
that likes putting words together into a story—and that is why so many say they
have always written. Reading, of course, made me want to write even more.
What is the earliest age you remember reading your first
book?
I read a lot
and at a very young age. My biggest memory of reading (after burning through
the Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew books) is spending one Saturday in bed reading
Gone with the Wind. I was seven. It took me all day to read it and I remember
the feeling of not being able to get myself back to the “real” world. It was my
first book hangover.
What genre of books do you enjoy reading?
I love
romance in most genres, fantasy, science fiction, and horror. I also love
biographies.
What is your favorite book?
Hard to pick
one, but I love A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, and also The Grapes of Wrath. Both
are books I read again and again.
If you could travel back in time here on earth to any place
or time. Where would you go and why?
Time travel
changes for me. Right now, I’d like to go to Revolutionary War America. New
York City would be awesome. So much TV, film, and other entertainment is
currently focused on that time, that I have become really interested. I’d still
like to go to Ancient Greece, too.
Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? Or
any pets?
Oh my, yes,
I have pets. My middle daughter just moved out and took a bunny, a gecko, and
three cats. My oldest is taking one of our cats. That leaves me with our two
Bengals, Tigger and Roo, and our rescue kitty, Fifi (Ophelia). We also have a
Panther chameleon.
What is your "to die for", favorite food/foods to
eat?
I am a
cheesoholic. I love almost every type of cheese.
About Kerry Adrienne:
Repped
by the fabulous Marisa Corvisiero with the Corvisiero Literary Agency.
Kerry loves history and spends large amounts of time
wondering about people who lived and walked on Earth in the past. She’s a mom
to three daughters, six cats, and various small animals. Her husband says she’s
a marketer’s dream, as she often believes everything she hears—at least
initially. Her shoe horde will attest to her fine shopping skills.
In addition to writing, Kerry loves to sew (costumes and
cosplay, especially), draw, paint, make chainmail, and play guitar.
Her new love is her Mini Cooper Convertible, Sheldon, and
they have already gone on many adventures. They travel to as many concerts as
they can–especially Green Day and Marilyn Manson.
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