Blurb :
Twenty-five and never been kissed, Jenna
Raynes is a beautiful woman with a rubenesque figure
often overlooked by men. In the mood for a little honey, the sassy new
schoolteacher is stopped in her tracks by one growled word from an alpha
bear…“Mine.”
Bern Helms’ inner bear catches the scent
of his destined mate. His animal’s desire is drawn to
her curves, but Jenna is human, and not lured to him by instinct. Convincing
her begins as a sizzling, sweet affair that is soon spoiled by danger. In their
small backwater town, nerves are strung taut. Someone is abducting shifter
children.
When confronted,
Jenna is as protective of her students as a mamma bear. For Bern, all bets are
off when the kidnapper’s take Jenna too. Nothing will keep a bear from his
mate. The hunters will become the hunted…
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Excerpt
1
Bern
had come into the store for his daily honey fix. He admitted it, he was
addicted to the stuff. He had just bought two dozen biscuits at the bakery and
he was going to drown them in honey, along with a nice piece of salmon for
dinner.
When he
stepped through the door he stopped in his tracks. His nostrils flared and his
heart began to race. What was that fabulous scent? Like honey and vanilla, but
something else too. Something that was making his cock stand up and do a happy
dance in his pants.
Mate.
Oh my God and goddess, his mate was in this store. He couldn’t think. Instinct
took over and his legs carried him to the source of the tantalizing scent that
had his libido raging and his bear roaring.
He was
beside her before his brain had caught up with his body. He had to touch her.
She was his. His hand covered hers as she reached for a jar of honey on the
shelf. “Mine,” he growled. When she looked up at him with crystal blue eyes he
thought he’d fallen into them and drowned.
Flawless
porcelain skin covered a face that could have been painted by Botticelli. Pale
blonde lashes framed her startled eyes and her cheeks were flushed an enticing
pink. She bit her bottom lip and he wanted to kiss away the sting her torment caused
the luscious flesh.
“There’s
more than one jar,” she said, and her voice was husky and sweet.
She
took a step back and a low growl escaped his throat. His bear didn’t like their
mate backing away from them.
“I beg
your pardon?”
“You
are mine. You are my mate.”
Excerpt 2
“I’ve
never had a boyfriend before.”
“I
think perhaps then all the men you have met before have been blind and stupid,
but I am glad they were because it saves me from having to hunt them down and
kill them.” Bern growled.
Jenna
stopped dead in her tracks and gazed up at him in stunned silence. He was
serious. Bern shrugged his shoulders and planted a kiss on the end of her nose.
“I cannot help it. I am a jealous man.”
They
continued walking in companionable silence and reached Jenna’s house in a few
minutes. She unlocked the front door and Bern held her back from entering. “Let
me check the house first please.”
He left
her standing on the front porch while he took the bags into the house. She saw
the lights flip on methodically throughout the rooms and then Bern returned to
the porch. “All clear,” he said and pulled her into the house. He attempted to
pin her against the wall and kiss her senseless, but Jenna put her hands on his
chest and pushed. It was like pushing against a brick wall!
“Oh no
you don’t, Mr. Bear. This honeycomb is closed until I get some answers. Get
your furry butt to the kitchen and you can talk while I make dinner. I want to
know what the hell is going on around here.”
Bern
had the good grace to look sheepish. “Yes, ma’am,” he said and strode toward
the kitchen, leaving Jenna to follow that delectable and at the moment, not in
the least bit furry backside. Oh yum.
Jenna
pointed to a kitchen chair. “Sit. Talk.”
Excerpt 3
It only
took about ten minutes for the room to clear out and leave only Jenna, Sarah
and Hans. Jenna extended a hand to Sarah. “Okay, little girl, let’s go!”
Swinging hands, Jenna and Sarah walked ahead of Hans out to the playground.
Hans
took up his usual spot on the bench and watched as Jenna pushed Sarah on the
swings. “Do you want to sing a song?” Jenna asked.
“I
don’t know. What kind of song? I don’t really know any songs?”
“How
about Five Little Monkey’s Swingin’ in a
Tree?” Jenna tickled her, and Sarah laughed. “Because you’re a silly little
monkey.”
“Am
not,” she squealed. “I’m a big ole bear!”
Jenna
stilled and stopped the swing, something was wrong, she could feel it. She
turned to look at Hans and saw him slumped on the bench. “Hans!” she shouted
and he didn’t respond.
She
grabbed Sarah and started running toward the school, whispering in her ear.
“Something is wrong. If something happens to me, you get to the school. Lock
yourself in my room. Hide. Stay safe.” Jenna could feel the tiny body in her
arms trembling.
Claws
sprouted from the ends of Jenna’s hands, well
that was new. Footsteps sounded behind them, thundering closer. Senses on
overload, Jenna heard something whistle through the air and then a thunk and a
sharp pain in her neck, she fell to her knees, Sarah still clutched in her
arms. “Run, Sarah, run,” was all she managed before everything went black.
Author
Bio
Tamara
Hoffa lives in central Tennessee, with her husband of 30 years, her parents, 2 dogs and 2 cats. She started reading at four years old
and has rarely been seen without a book since. At home you will usually find
her in “nana’s chair” with her kindle, her laptop or one of her precious,
precocious grandson’s in her lap. Tamara is an author,
an editor, and reviews/promotions coordinator for Secret Cravings Publishing.
Tamara is proof positive that it’s never too late to reach for your dreams.
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Other books by Tamara
Heart of a
Soldier
Roping Love
Chasing Love
Fetching Love
A Special Kind of Love
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