Hey everyone!
How are you? I’m here today to talk about
my new release, Sorority Wolf. It is part
of Decadent Publishing’s new line, Roar. It’s a New Adult story about a werewolf in college,
trying to find her way, and the demon who gets in her way.
Blurb:
Kieran is
a demon with a big problem. The person whose body he has stolen won’t give up
and fights him on every front. Not to mention he has to figure out how to
blackmail the president of a werewolf sorority to appease his demon father. He
has no time for lost werewolf Alexandra. But he can’t stop thinking about her.
Alexandra
is a werewolf who needs a pack. She comes to college determined to get one. But
when her plans fall apart, she turns to Kieran for help—unaware of his true
nature or exactly what he wants from her.
The two will play a dangerous game…and with so
much at stake, can they see the love right in front of their eyes?
Genre: New adult, contemporary, paranormal,
erotic romance, shapeshifters
Heat level: 3
Word count – 17k
Cover
art by Syneca Featherstone
~Excerpt~
The wind blew hard against him, and his
body acted as a natural resistance to the onslaught of a Massachusetts winter.
Three months into the school year, November had hit the northeastern part of
the United States with a vengeance. Any sane person would be inside where it
was warm. But she had come outside, and he’d followed—as though a length of
invisible rope connected him to her.
He loved to watch her.
The way she moved. The way she sometimes
didn’t move.
He rubbed the stubble on his chin. How
long had it been since he’d shaved? A day? A week? A month? The longer he spent
with the humans, the more his body adapted to their form, which was exactly
what he’d planned and why he’d risked everything to come to Northern Tide
University. The more time he spent in this dimension, the less he had to try to
resemble them.
Not understanding total assimilation was
exactly what he craved, his father had warned him this would happen as if
blending would deter him from his plan. Only he hadn’t counted on her.
Alexandra Morgan.
She stood staring up at a white sorority
house at the very top of the Greek hill the university was so proud of. Queen
House—the one to rule them all—where dreams of young girls were crushed on a
regular basis. All the female students desired to be Lambda Chi Sigma. The
smartest, prettiest, strongest-willed women the university produced came from
the sorority housed there. But first, they had to be accepted into the hallowed
halls.
Unbeknownst to the human population of
the school, LCS took only one type of student—female werewolves. No matter how
many human girls threw their best smiles, hopes, dreams, and money at LCS, they
would never be offered the opportunity to pledge. Unless they shifted under the
full moon, they were no one.
If he wasn’t mistaken, Alexandra met that
particular requirement.
So, why was she so nervous?
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