Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Being Thankful

By V.S. Morgan 

At this time of year, we Americans often take time to reflect on what we’re thankful for.  Like many who have experienced rough times in their lives, this reflection is powerful for me.

I’m hugely thankful for my readers. Writing is my dream, and I’m so thrilled I have wonderful people to share my stories with. Your enthusiasm and requests for more stories are greatly appreciated.

I’m also thankful for the author community and my family at Decadent Publishing. Writing can be a lonely business, but I’m amazed at the level of camaraderie and support from my fellow authors and all the staff at Decadent.
On a personal level I’m thankful for my family and friends. My husband and son are wonderful in supporting my dreams, and my dogs cheer me on as they snuggle in my chair while I write. While my day job drives me crazy at times, especially when overtime eats into my writing time, I am thankful I have a job, and have the ability to hunt for a new one.

As I was writing Rex’s Mate, the theme of being thankful came up. Aaron, one of my heroes, goes through a harrowing experience. He and his brother are abducted. He wakes up in a strange place to discover his brother is missing, and Aaron has been medically altered against his will. That’s a lot to handle! But Aaron, who is a loner by nature, finds unexpected sources of support at Pack Pawlak, including a cocky yet off-the-charts sexy protector. Without giving anything away, Aaron definitely finds reasons to be grateful during this difficult time.

Rex’s Mate begins with Rex in a lonely place. He sees the love between Hunter and Casey, and wants that level of connection too. But can he find it? And deep down he wonders, is he worthy of it? Aaron and his situation is way more than Rex expected to take on, but he’s never one to back down from a challenge. While he hates the men who caused Aaron’s struggles, he is thankful for finding this fierce and beautiful man. 
Thank you so much for stopping by today! I’d love to hear what you’re thankful for.

Former assassin Rex realizes retirement isn’t all it’s cracked up to be without someone to share it with. He longs for the kind of connection his friends Hunter and Casey have. Tired of meaningless hookups, Rex and his wolf are ready to find their mate. But what if his mate is the human-were bunny shifter his former boss placed in his care? Can he win the heart of this fierce and beautiful man?

Abducted and genetically altered against his will, Aaron is thrust into a world he’d thought was only make-believe. Under the protection of a Minnesota wolf pack, he struggles with his new abilities as a rabbit shifter and his growing attraction for his cocky protector. Can he trust the former assassin to keep him safe and find his brother still being held captive by the evil group responsible for changing his life forever? 


Something tickled his ear, and teeth nipped the lobe. Oh, he liked it a bit rough.

“Oh yeah, baby. Bite me again. Harder.” Rex opened his eyes, finding himself on his side, face-to-face with the rabbit.

“Screw that!” He scrambled back, landing bare-assed on the floor.

Screw bunny?

His wolf’s puzzled response had him crab walking toward the door. How the hell had it gotten in bed with him? Hunter. That shithead.

Leaving the rabbit there, Rex shoved onto his feet and stormed upstairs to their room. He opened the door with so much force it slammed against the wall, causing Priss to bark at the end of the bed.

His righteous indignation diminished slightly with Hunter’s Glock trained on him. Maybe he needed to rethink how soft the former assassin had gotten. His friend lowered the gun and glared at him.

“What the hell, Hunter?” He planted his hands on his hips, more confident without a gun pointed at his face.

Casey sat up and rubbed his eyes, his reddish-blond hair standing on end. “What’s the naked, crazy man yelling about?”

Hunter covered the little wolf’s eyes. Shifters weren’t prudes, but he was one possessive dude now he had a mate. “What’s your damage? And go put some clothes on. Casey doesn’t need to see your man bits.”

“As if you didn’t know. I moved here, froze my balls off last winter, and how do you repay that friendship? By putting a rabbit on my bed. That wasn’t funny. I could have eaten him.” His stomach churned even though his wolf huffed in denial, insulted by the accusation.

No eat. Wolf like bunny.

Yeah, probably too much, you dumb wolf.

About the Author:
V.S. Morgan has lived all over the US but calls Minnesota her home now. Her family includes her hubby, son, and a menagerie of pets.

She's been writing stories since she could hold a pencil and dreams of happily-ever-afters - even for two hot men - because love knows no boundaries. V.S. writes IRMC contemporary, paranormal, and suspense m/m and m/f with heart. 

V.S. is a GLBT ally and a lifetime contributor of The Trevor Project.

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