Sunday, October 28, 2018

Book Tour + #Giveaway: Sanctuary For My Mate by Terri A. Wilson @terriawilson @SDSXXTours

Forgiveness For My Mate
Sanctuary For My Mate Book 1
by Terri A. Wilson
Genre: Paranormal Romance 

Tatum’s perfect, well-planned life crashed one piece at a time. After small mistakes led to bigger ones, she’s ready to give up and walk away from the only dream she ever knew. A trip to a New Mexico retreat sounds like the best way to pull herself together. Then she met Connor, a hot falcon shifter who shows her a whole new world full of possibilities she never imagined. Connor’s falcon claimed her at first glance. Now faced with her inner demons, can she learn to forgive herself and stop the cycle of self-destruction? Will his love be enough to calm the anxiety and fears that prevent her from finding the life she never knew she wanted?

“Your whole family is like this?” She smacked an open palm on her forehead. “Were you at the cabin when I first arrived?”
He ducked his head, embarrassed. “Yes.”
“Were you spying on me?”
“Not spying. I returned home when my falcon noticed the dirt you knocked up. He wanted to see what caused the commotion.”
“Wait. Is what we did—am I going to turn into something like you?”
“No, it doesn’t work that way. Sex alone doesn’t make you into a shifter. There has to be a claiming to be bonded.”
“When shifters bond they claim each other. Bonds are for life. It connects them on a physical, emotional, and spiritual level. It goes way beyond a typical marriage.”
“How does this claiming work?”
Don’t get excited.
He pulled out a dining chair, sat, and rested his arms on his knees. “Well, it involves sex.”
“Of course, it does.” She rolled her eyes.
“Sex is the most intimate connection two people share. During sex, the mate, normally the female, has to open her soul, and the male connects to her spirit, and they click.”
“Click? You make it sound like a rom-com.”
“Well, it’s more than just clicking. It’s hard to explain, but when the male bites the female—”
“Hold up. The guy has to bite the girl? And why is it usually the man forcing this bondage?”
He put his head in his hands. After a count of ten, he said, “Tatum, it’s not bondage. There’s a huge difference. Shifter relationships are traditional. The male is alpha over the female. In shifter packs, there is even one, again it’s mostly a man, but a few females have done it, who is alpha.”
“Are falcons part of a pack?”
“A family pack. We stay close together. That’s why my family hated me living so far away.”
“Are there other falcon shifters?”
“Yes. We have a big barn dance each year.”
Tatum cocked her head to the side. “Are you making fun of me?”
“Maybe a little. We don’t all belong to a club, and we don’t have yearly cons. But we keep an eye out for each other.”
“Do you get along with other shifters?” She put the pillow away and crisscrossed her legs under her.
“Most of the shifters I’ve met are good people busy living their lives. Just like everyone else.”
“Do you have special abilities?”
He scoffed. “Sure, I can shoot laser beams from my eyes.”
“That’s it. I’m out of here.” She shot up to leave, but he met her at the door. “Tatum. Tatum, I’m sorry. I don’t mean to tease you. Look, I’ve never shared this with anyone outside of the shifter community. I don’t know how it’s done.”
She faced him. “This is a lot to take in.”
He put his hands in his pockets. “I understand if you need time to let this sink in, but I need to tell you something before you go. Last night was not fun and games for me. I understand we just met, but you have become someone special.”
She crossed her arms. “Well, that doesn’t add any pressure.”
“I’m fantastic at reading people. Last night was special for you too.”
“You’re right. There is something different about you, but that only makes it more complicated.”
“How so? I’m still the same guy I was last night.”
She stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. “The problem is, I’m not.”       

Harmony For My Mate
Sanctuary for My Mate Book 2

How do you choose between two women, when only the love of both will bring you harmony?
Cameron was born a falcon shifter, but when his arrogance prompted a total disregard to safety, he was attacked by a bear shifter. Living with two predatory animals who want control makes it hard to find peace. When he meets the new chef, Eliza, his bear recognizes his mate, but his falcon longs for Skylar. When an opportunity presents itself that will make all the three happy, Eliza’s heart fights against her traditional upbringing. Faced with a choice, she retreats into fear and uncertainty. Skylar knows her love is not confined to a predetermined set of societal norms. She has to break through the walls Cameron and Eliza built, but that’s not easy when Cam’s heart is split in two and Eliza refuses to believe she deserves happiness. Can three unique hearts turn their back on tradition and forge a new type of bond in order to bring harmony to their life?

She pulled away and saw Skylar in a new way. This woman, who was at least ten years her junior, showed more wisdom and compassion than Eliza knew possible. Something in her eyes tugged at an intense level of passion. High on emotion, she leaned in and kissed Skylar’s full mouth. Skylar’s soft lips parted as she pulled Eliza against her. Years of practiced decorum screamed in Eliza’s head as she cupped Sky’s face with her hands. The contrast between the softness of this woman’s mouth and the strength of Cameron’s elicited an emotion she was unprepared to experience. In a moment of panic, she pulled back and glanced at the floor to hide her embarrassment.
“Oh, um, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I don’t know what came over me.” She reached for the cookie plate, found a container, and put the cookies away.
“Don’t be sorry. I’m not. It was a genuine emotion from you and I’m glad I was here to share it with you.”
Eliza tilted her head, confused. “I don’t understand. You and Cameron are together. Right?”
“Yes, we are. Sorta.”
Eliza stood in front of the lady with an opened, unsure what to say.
Skylar snickered. “I understand your confusion.” She scanned the kitchen. “There’s no alcohol at the retreat, but please tell me you have a stash of something stronger than coffee.”
Eliza winked. She went to a planter sitting on her desk, pulled out the silk plant, and produced a bottle of vanilla vodka.
Skylar laughed. “You are too much. You hide cookies and sweets all over the place for people to search and find, but vodka sits in almost plain sight on your desk?”
Eliza nodded. “And as far as I know, no one’s found it.” She put down two glasses and filled them with the tawny liquid. “I’ve been working on Caleb to change the alcohol situation around here. I mean he’s got his stash of wine and Cameron has his stash of beer. He’s worried it will go against the image he wants for this place. It’s stupid. A good glass of wine enhances a meal.”
“Caleb is a little stiff. I have a hard time seeing him and Wednesday together, but they seem happy.”
“Yes, they do. Sometimes opposites attract. I don’t know him that much on a personal level, but I get the impression he would be worse without her.”
“I knew him before he met Wednesday. You’re right.” She held up her drink. “To Wednesday.”
They clinked glasses and Eliza added, “To Wednesday.”
An awkward silence fell between the two ladies. Eliza wanted to say something but had no idea where to start.
“You don’t have to be afraid of what happened,” Skylar said.
“I don’t know what came over me. I mean, I don’t go around kissing girls. I’m not that kind of person.” She covered her mouth with her hand worried her tone might have offended Skylar.
“And just what kind of person kisses women?”
“Um, I mean, uh…”
Skylar tipped her glass back and set it on the butcher block. “Relax, Eliza. I’m joking with you. It’s okay to say lesbian. It’s not a bad word.”
“Is that what you are?”
Eliza’s mouth twitched. “What you said.”
“What did I say?”
“You know, what you called yourself.” She furrowed her brow.
“Does that word make you uncomfortable?”
“No.” Eliza shifted on her stool.
“Then say it.”
“Fine. Whatever. Are you a lesbian?”
“No.” Skylar added more alcohol to their glasses.
“I don’t understand. Did our kiss make you feel uncomfortable?”
“No. As much fun as it is to watch you squirm, let me help you out. I’m in love with love. I’m attracted to people based on my need to love and be loved. Some people call me a bisexual, but that label feels too narrow for me. I don’t go out and have sex with any and everyone. When I first became sexual, I was attracted to females. My family hated it but learned to accept it despite our priest damning me to hell. Then I met Wyatt’s father. He identified as a homosexual, but our connection grabbed me and wouldn’t let me go. Though we were compatible in bed, it didn’t go beyond that no matter how hard we tried. My parents were elated because they thought they cured me.” She used air quotes emphasizing the word cured. “I understand that love isn’t as simple as we’d all like to believe. Intimacy is the most passionate way to share that love.”
“How do you identify?” This subject was new to Eliza and though it challenged some of her learned ideas, she respected her friend.
“If I had to label myself, I’m what you might consider a pansexual, but even that term is debated everywhere. So, I don’t label myself. It’s not something I need to do to feel better.”
“Are you attracted to Cameron?”
Skylar finished her drink and poured another one. “Very much so, but you already knew that, didn’t you?”
Eliza nodded.
“So, are you?”
Eliza nodded again. “It makes little sense to me.”
“What doesn’t make sense?”
“Well, for one thing, he’s way younger than me. And for another thing, I don’t want to come between the two of you.”
“Eliza, age is just a number. And you can’t come between us if you are a part of us.”
Eliza poured herself another drink. “Bonding was never an important consideration in my family, but I’ve learned enough to know it’s between two people.”
“That’s what I’ve always thought too. But I’m just as drawn to you as I am to Cameron.”
Eliza blushed and batted her eyes. “You are?”
“You’re cute when you play coy,” Skylar teased. “Love and sex are different. I don’t think any of us are ready to commit to love, but it might be worth exploring.” She held up her glass for a toast.
Eliza didn’t understand the power of love, but something pulled her to these two. She met Skylar’s glass. Maybe it was worth exploring.

Terri is a former English teacher and librarian. She taught middle and high school and college. Now she works from home homeschooling her two daughters and living out her dreams via her stories. She began escaping into books a little later than most but was hooked after the first book she read. It has been her dream to give back to the book world since she was in second grade.
When she’s not writing or reading, she enjoys binging on Netflix and painting. Due to her crunchy lifestyle and free spirit, she considers herself a recycled hippie. Her most important goal is to help others jump and learn to fly.
To find out more about her characters and the lives they live, check out her website, Follow her on Amazon and Goodreads, or connect with through Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

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Terri said...

Thank you for sharing my book. I appreciate it.