Hi everyone –
Monday was the big release day for Hunter’s Moon! This is the second book in the Moon Series, but it reads all right as a standalone too…
Welcome to Reno, Nevada, the Biggest Little City in the World and home to a Werewolf Pack whose future is on a collision course with the Nero Organization, a covert military corporation bent on creating the perfect shape-shifting assassin.
The Moon Series blends the action and pacing of Urban Fantasy with the sexy heat of Paranormal Romance for a page-turner you won’t forget.
Sasha’s future was stolen from her the moment she was bitten. Now she’s on the run from the Nero Organization that transformed her from a human detective into a shape shifting jaguar assassin.
When a rogue bounty hunter threatens her younger sister, she’ll be forced to fight, and with nowhere else to turn, Sasha will need to trust the one man who has every reason to want her dead.
Aren is a werewolf with a secret. While protecting his twin brother and Alpha of the Pack, he found his one mate for life. Sadly she’s also the jaguar assassin who tried to kill them both. Now Aren is struggling between his animal nature to love and protect her, and his loyalty to the Pack.
The wolf inside me growled, recognizing her as my mate and wanting more. Her lips were soft but not fragile. She was cautious but not resistant. Her body molded to mine. She returned my kiss, her lips parting, allowing me to taste her. I held her tighter, closer. God I couldn’t get close enough to this woman. Our tongues explored with an unspoken hunger, passion, need.
She spread her fingers wide against my chest, sliding her hand up until her fingertips brushed the skin along the base of my neck. Her touch sent lightning through my veins, my blood pumping until I was sure she could feel how much I wanted her.
And I didn’t care. She was my mate. Mine.
I claimed her lips over and over again, savoring the warmth of her mouth. She moaned into the kiss, and my gut tightened. I’d never wanted anyone like this before. Passion burned hot through my entire body as I crushed her against my chest, wishing we didn’t have clothes between us. My hand slid up her back, brushing over the bulge of her gun.
In an instant, reality slammed into me, and without any warning, Sasha broke the kiss and stepped back.
I raked my fingers through my hair, watching her, waiting. If she expected me to apologize she was going to be sorely disappointed.
I’d never be sorry for kissing her.
Thanks for checking out my newest release! 🙂 I can’t wait for you to read Aren & Sasha’s story!!!