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Release Day Blitz: THE LEOPARD WHO CLAIMED A WOLF by Sarah Mäkelä with Giveaway


I am so excited that THE LEOPARD WHO CLAIMED A WOLF by Sarah Mäkelä is available now and that I get to share the news!
If you haven’t yet heard about this wonderful book by Author Sarah Mäkelä, be sure to check out all the details below.
This blitz also includes a giveaway for a $5 Amazon Gift Card and 2 eBooks, International, courtesy of Sarah and Rockstar Book Tours. So if you’d like a chance to win, enter in the Rafflecopter at the bottom of this post.
 
Mandatory post info:
About the Book:
Author: Sarah Mäkelä
Pub. Date: January 15, 2019
Publisher: Kissa Press LLC
Formats: Paperback, eBook
Pages: 179
 
When a wolf loves a leopard…
 
He’s her protector...
Caitlyn Fraser, a wereleopard who has always hated cruel werewolves, is the former prisoner turned mate of Dougal Sterling, Alpha of the Scottish pack. She’s courting jeopardy with her determination to attend the funeral of her brother’s father, since the Pack blames her for Alistair’s death. But still Dougal protects her from his wolves.
 
Her defender...
Short of allies, Dougal struggles to balance loyalty and attention between the Pack and Caitlyn. When the Pack’s stability crumbles, he’s faced with the return of his older brother, the rightful Alpha, who shirked his duty after their father’s death. However, Ewan’s challenge will be a battle to the death. Sheltering Caitlyn can only lose Dougal more friends, but he knows she’s the mate he’s longed for.
 
But survival takes two...
Menace lurks in every corner of the Highlands; Alistair and Ewan’s supporters and haters of shapeshifters abound. Caitlyn and Dougal must stick together, pushing back fiercely when they are attacked. Even if that puts them in mortal danger…
 
Excerpt:
Chapter One
 
Caitlyn
The driveway leading up to the Scottish Pack’s massive headquarters stretched almost half a mile. I rested my chin on my arms and stared out of the Alpha’s window on the second story, overlooking the circular section of the drive. The Pack’s castle came complete with its very own dungeon, but at least they weren’t keeping me in there anymore. The memory of Alistair’s craggy face haunted my dreams each time I closed my eyes. His brutal fists hammered away against my face, ribs, and stomach, until I could no longer sleep.
 
Tension radiated through my shoulders, and I balled my hands into fists. No, Alistair—Colin’s father—was dead. Dougal had protected me, and my brother, from that monster when I didn’t have the strength to fight back.
 
Not that it mattered.
 
Two days had passed since my brother’s sudden departure. Now Colin was on his own with no one to watch his back. How could he leave without saying anything to me? I flexed my fists again, welcoming the anger as it bubbled up in my chest and replaced my sadness.
 
The heavy weight of a man’s hand descended on my back. I twisted around, my knuckles connecting with a solid jaw lined with dark, coarse stubble. A familiar jaw. Shite.
 
Dougal stumbled back half a step, but then he planted his feet like a tree with strong roots, not budging any further. Sharp power flared outward from him before he squelched it, stretching the muscles in his jaw. A frown tugged at his lips, and the corners of his eyes creased, either in pain or displeasure.
 
“Dougal! I’m so sorry.” The sudden movement of punching him had shot a searing ache through my battered ribs again. The pain stole my breath away, but I tried to force it down. How could I have been so careless? If he’d been anyone else in the Pack, I would’ve caused World War III.
 
“Dinnae fash. The punch bloody well hurt, though. I didn’t realize you were so strong.” Dougal’s frown melted away as he pulled me closer and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Seems like you’re recovering your strength.” His gaze drifted past me to the long gravel driveway of the estate. “How are you doing, love?”
 
The emotions I’d been stomping down now bubbled to the surface again. “I cannae believe Colin left me. He left before I even regained consciousness. How could he?”
With anyone else, I wouldn’t show weakness, but I rested my forehead against Dougal’s chest, needing his touch and savoring his warmth. “I barely had time to talk with him, and when I did, it wasn’t a good time to ask how he was doing after the months he’d spent in that bloody research facility—or even to ask where he would go to heal…”
 
Tears welled in my eyes, but I held them back, refusing to cry. “I gave up so much—my job, my flat, my life—while trying to track him and bring him home. What if my sacrifices were all for naught?”
 
“Nae, they weren’t for naught, love.” Dougal kissed the top of my head. “I know you’re hurting. You have plenty of reasons to be, but the man who came back wasn’t the same one who left for the United States.” He lifted my chin, forcing me to see the sincerity in his clear blue eyes. “Whatever those scientists did affected him in ways neither of us will probably ever know. Waiting at the window won’t make him return any sooner.” He wrapped his arms around me and gently pulled me against his chest again. “Let me draw you a bath. Remember, I’m here if you need to talk.”
 
He was right, even if I didn’t want to admit it. Waiting for Colin’s return wouldn’t help, but what else could I do? “I know, but that doesn’t make this any easier for me. He’s my younger brother. I feel helpless that I cannae be there for him…again.” A heavy ache settled on my heart, and I pulled away hating the awkward emotions crushing me.
“Sorry.”
 
Dougal turned away from me and stared out of the window again. His jaw clenched and unclenched, as if he were trying hard to hold in his words. A lot was going on in his life too, and yet he was making a strong effort to support me through my problems. Things had become increasingly strained between him and his Pack since my arrival and Duncan and Alistair’s subsequent deaths. He didn’t talk about what he faced, and I didn’t want to pressure him.
 
After a few moments of silence, he released a sigh and turned back toward me. “You’ve done what you could for him, lass.” The ghost of a grin spread across his lips. “Do you still want the bath?”
 
I couldn’t help but nod. When I’d awakened from unconsciousness, Dougal had been there for me. We’d made love, and he brought me to new heights of pleasure. We also became intimately acquainted with the fancy Jacuzzi bathtub that could easily fit three or four humans…or one big, scary werewolf. The perks of being mated to the Alpha of the Scottish Pack.
 
“Aye, a bath sounds delish.” I wrapped my arms around his waist, bringing him back to me and drawing in his musky lupine scent. “Thanks for the talk. I wish I could’ve spoken with him before he took off. It would’ve made me feel better about him going.”
 
“Love, I talked with him.” He trailed his fingertips over my back in light, soothing strokes. “If I weren’t confident that he presented no danger to others, I wouldn’t have let him go. He would’ve stayed here whether he favored the idea or not.” The muscles in his lower back tensed beneath my touch, and his hand paused over my spine.
 
Something didn’t feel right. I lifted my gaze to meet Dougal’s. Was he not telling me something? We hadn’t known each other for long, but my sharp, feline instincts knew when someone spoke an untruth. He wasn’t outright lying, but he was holding something back. What could it be?
 
I bit my lower lip, regretting it as my teeth sank into one of the nearly healed spots where Alistair had punched me in the face. Instead of confronting Dougal, I turned my attention toward the window. “You would tell me if he was dangerous to himself, wouldn’t you?”
 
“Aye, I would.” His tone of voice wasn’t as convincing as I’d wanted. He leaned away, putting me at arm’s length. “Enough of that, I suppose. I’ll draw the bath for you.”
Without another word, he strode to the en-suite bathroom. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides all the way. The door snapped shut behind him, and he started the water running a few moments later.
 
Nausea churned inside me, and I held my stomach. Should I believe Dougal? Something about his words didn’t feel right. The Jacuzzi tub would take a few minutes to fill, and I needed to get out of this bloody bedroom and away from him. The strain of standing there and trying to keep myself calm was becoming too much.
 
My stomach growled, and I glanced up at the round wrought-iron clock on the wall. It was almost one o’clock in the afternoon.
 
Many of the werewolves didn’t like that their Alpha was mating with a wereleopard, so I usually skipped the mealtime rushes to keep my distance. It wasn’t easy, because several of the wolves lived here in this honest-to-God castle full time. Apparently, that was how many Packs operated. The thought boggled my mind. How did they stand to be around one another all the time? How would I survive being the sole feline in this house full of wolves?
 
Every urge for solitude within me roared to run as fast and as far away from this place as I could. Too much held me here, though. Besides, if Colin returned from his trip, I wanted to be around to greet him. Maybe throttle him, too, but it’d be a greeting nonetheless…
 
I slid my leather jacket on over the white tank top, not wanting to reveal too much bruised skin, then headed for the kitchen to grab leftovers. Dougal had tried to convince me to eat with him and everyone else. He wanted me to get to know the wolves and socialize. Getting friendly with the Pack might be a nice idea, but I couldn’t do it. Not with how his Pack watched me when they thought I wasn’t looking. Even Dougal’s second-in-command wasn’t a fan of mine. The sentiment was mutual. For as long as I could remember, I’d hated werewolves. One of my main reasons would soon rest six feet underground. Their hatred of me for Alistair’s death just added to my reluctance to get friendly with them.
 
Shaking away those thoughts, I turned the corner to enter the kitchen. If my sharp feline reflexes hadn’t kicked in, I would’ve run straight into a towering werewolf. I leapt back at the last minute to prevent Kerr from spilling his plate of food. The already agonizing ache in my side intensified from moving so fast, but I kept my arms at my sides and my face neutral.
 
“Afternoon, lass. Ye look like yer recoverin’ well.” Kerr nodded, looking curiously at me.
 
“Thanks, Kerr. I’m trying.” I flashed him an uncomfortable smile, then edged past the broad, barrel-chested man into the kitchen. Maybe he wasn’t as bad as the others, but I couldn’t shake the overwhelming feeling that he disagreed with Dougal’s decision to mate with me.
 
Kerr placed a heavy hand on my shoulder. My spine stiffened, and I gripped the sleeves of my jacket to keep from swinging on him too. “Keep tryin’, then.” His deep voice rumbled through the kitchen. I glanced pointedly at his hand, but he didn’t move it.
“Sooner or later ye need to overcome yer fear, hatred, or whatever it is ye feel toward my kind. If ye cannae, ye won’t last long here, lass.” With that, he walked down the corridor toward the massive grand hall where the wolves held their meetings and ate.
 
My shoulders slumped. Suddenly, I didn’t feel so hungry, but my leopard still needed to eat. We couldn’t skip any more meals. It hindered our healing process and weakened us too much. Right now, I couldn’t afford weakness, not while I was amongst a pack of wolves.
 
If only I weren’t continually looking over my shoulder with the Pack, but such was life for now.
 
Shite. I didn’t have much time before Dougal noticed I’d left the bedroom.
 
The leftovers were neatly arranged on the clean countertop. There wasn’t much food left, but I grabbed a bag of crisps and one of the last club sandwiches. A female wolf—Mairi, I think—ran a catering company, so she always brought by food to keep the Pack well fed. She was one of the nicer wolves.
 
Instead of following Kerr toward the dining room, where I would probably find the rowdy werewolves laughing and talking, I remained in the kitchen. I sat on the counter farthest away from the entrance, hidden from anyone who might walk past.
 
As I finished my sandwich, footsteps in the hall became louder as someone approached the kitchen. The sound of soft sniffing tensed every muscle in my body, then Dougal stepped into the room. His gaze slid over me, and desire darkened his eyes.
 
“Your bath is ready. If I’d known you were hungry, I would’ve brought something earlier when I ate.”
 
I shrugged a shoulder. “It’s all right. I’m eating now.”
 
“Aye, so you are.” He looked down the hallway as if checking to make sure no one else was near. When he turned back, he wore a frown that creased the corners of his lips and eyes. “You shouldn’t be in here all alone, love. Things within the Pack are tense right now. Let’s go back to the bedroom.”
 
I tilted my chin up, not in the mood to be bossed around again. “I’m not alone. You’re here.” I opened the bag of crisps and munched on one.
 
His nostrils flared, and he crossed his arms over his broad chest. The move might’ve been scary as hell if it wasn’t him doing it. “That’s not the point. Come on.”
 
Bloody hell.
 
First, I’d been his prisoner in the cage, and now I’d become a prisoner in his bedroom. Not in a fun way, either. Why was this happening?
 
I clenched my fists, crushing a few of my crisps as tears burned in my eyes, but I refused to let them show. The flood of emotions I’d experienced over the past week was becoming too much to all push down at once. As soon as I dealt with certain fears or emotions, others popped up to take their place, like some horrible version of whack-a-mole.
 
Life just wasn’t fair. All I’d wanted to do was return to Scotland and be here for my brother. In that time, I’d been reintroduced to a childhood nightmare, imprisoned in a dungeon, and now I was the prisoner/mate of a werewolf Alpha. When would the roller coaster end?
 
Dougal crossed the space between us in a few long strides. He pulled me from the counter into his arms.
 
A feline hiss ripped from my throat, sounding every bit as feral as I felt. Once again, anger rescued me from my moodiness. “Set me down this minute!”
 
 
About Sarah:

New York Times Bestselling Author, Sarah Mäkelä, has received her Bachelor’s degree in Creative Writing. She has been inspired to read and write since reading a collection of her mother’s poetry as a child. Her real passion for writing began after receiving an Excellence in Writing award for a children’s story her seventh-grade English teacher encouraged her to enter for a school contest. Her love of romance novels became evident after picking up her first Harlequin, Chateau of Flowers by Margaret Rome, shortly thereafter.
 
She lives in North Carolina with her husband and cats. In her spare time, she enjoys reading, computer and console games, and traveling all over the world. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, as well as the Heart of Carolina Romance Writers and the Fantasy, Futuristic, and Paranormal chapters.
 
 
 
Giveaway Details:
 
1 winner will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card, International.
2 winners will win an eBook of THE LEOPARD WHO CLAIMED A WOLF, International.
 
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review 2018-08-07 23:11
Andy Zack is to have a healthy sense of humor and the willingness to travel to a world that never was and never will be.

 

 

Paranormal Privateers: The Adventures of the Undead (Life After Life Volume 3)

Andy Zach

Publisher: Jule Inc.; 1 edition (May 5, 2018)

Sold by: Amazon Digital Services LLC

ASIN: B07CJP8FYP

https://www.amazon.com/Paranormal-Privateers-Adventures-Undead-Chronicles-ebook/dp/B07CJP8FYP

 

Reviewed by Dr. Wesley Britton

 

 

Paranormal Privateers is my third go-around with author Andy Zack.  First, I read his bizarre Zombie Turkeys (How an Unknown Blogger Fought Unkillable Turkeys) (2016).  Next came My Undead Mother-In-Law (The Family Zombie with Anger Management Issues) (2017). As the titles suggest, Zack’s world of zombie animals and people aren’t meant to terrify readers. Instead, Zack is out to amuse and entertain us with the most unusual situations and scenes most of us will ever experience on the printed page.

 

Paranormal Privateers continues the weirdness with a handful of returning characters and the type of zombies few of us would want to kill, destroy,  or dismember.  They’re, for the most part, super-heroes with superior strength, resistance to diseases like cancer,  and the ability to regenerate limbs and other body parts.   These zombies don’t want to lose these abilities so they carry around vials of infected blood to make sure they have the means to become a zombie again in case somebody cures them.

 

This time around, a crew of zombies has a presidential commission and a super-yacht to take on missions the U.S. Military can’t.    Their leader is the impatient Diane Newby, the “Undead Mother-in-Law” of the previous volume. She fiercely leads her comrades as they battle Somali pirates, Crimean human slavers, and London terrorists in Harrods department store with the aid of huge zombie bulls. (Talk about a bull in a china shop!) then, a more serious scenario pulls together three storylines as the zombie team infiltrate a North Korean nuclear facility. One of these storylines centers on a North Korean defector who first becomes a zombie, then a Christian, and then he does his best to spread both in a prison camp.

 

Along the way, the heroic zombies and their human allies must suffer with the schemes of Sid Boffin, a 120-year-old criminal genius who wants to rule the earth and destroy all zombies with viruses carried on fly feet. Despite his efforts, Diane and her group fight on even after losing their zombie strength and regenerative abilities.

 

And then . . . we get an alien spaceship bringing powerful aliens to earth. It’s almost a completely different book from that point forward, beginning about 2/3 of the way in Paranormal Privateers.

 

All three volumes of the “Life After Life” series so far are fast-paced romps with minimal character development full of quirky humor and off-the-wall satire. While not billed as YA novels, I see no reason why young adults wouldn’t especially enjoy these yarns. There’s much about blogging, Skype, and other contemporary matters throughout all the adventures. How about a Kickstarter campaign to fund a cure for the anti-zombie virus? Political correctness? Say “paranormal people,” not “zombies.”

 

No reader needs to read the previous books to jump into the action, although it wouldn’t hurt to read My Undead Mother-in-Lawfirst to get some character background. But all you need to get into the quirky world of Andy Zack is to have a healthy sense of humor and the willingness to travel to a world that never was and never will be.

 

This review first appeared at BookPleasures.com on Aug. 6, 2018:

https://waa.ai/acSL

 

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review 2018-06-20 03:18
Fatima Farheen Mirza's A PLACE FOR US

The first title from Sarah Jessica Parker's imprint for Hogarth

 

I am normally wary of hyped debut novels, but with comparisons made to Anthony Marra’s outstanding A Constellation of Vital Phenomena, I was eager to read Fatima Farheen Mirza’s A Place for Us.

 

Unlike many reviewers, I was not immediately absorbed by Mirza’s family narrative.  The prose itself was strikingly assured for a debut novelist but I struggled to truly engage with the characters, my personal feelings about the entrenched cultural-religious gender bias impacting their lives getting in the way.

 

Many of the characters’ behaviours/actions are frustrating to an outside observer also. But to Mirza’s credit, her attention to detail and absence of sentimentality in the presentation of the different character viewpoints soon had me seeing past those differences. It is with the nuances of behaviour explored, the family dynamics, and the gravity and impact of what is often left unsaid that I engaged. Continue reading >>

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url 2018-04-16 23:47
71 new releases in book series today and tomorrow
Head On - John Scalzi
Star Wars: Last Shot A Han & Lando Novel - Daniel José Older
Fairy Tail S Vol. 2 - Hiro Mashima

Per FictFact's Book Release Calendar.

 

Releasing today: Warrior World


Coltrain Diana Palmer #55 in Long Tall Texans
Everwylde Donna Grant #2 in Kindred
Long Shot Kennedy Ryan #1 in Hoops
Micah Rebecca Royce #2 in Warrior World
Moon Riders Tracy Tappan #4 in The Community Series
Rapunzel Untamed Erin Bedford #1 in Curse of the Fairy Tales
Through With Love Tymber Dalton #71 in The Suncoast Society

 

Releasing tomorrow:

 
A Match Made in Bed Cathy Maxwell #2 in Spinster Heiress
A Matter Of Justice Christy Reece #4 in Grey Justice
A Warriner To Seduce Her Virginia Heath #4 in Wild Warriners
Beauty in Lingerie Penelope Sky #2 in Lingerie
Before Mars Emma Newman #3 in Planetfall
Blind Betrayal Nancy Mehl #3 in Defenders of Justice
Chaser Kylie Scott #3 in Dive Bar
Claiming His Hidden Heir Carol Marinelli #13 in Secret Heirs of Billionaires
Collaring Brooke Becca Jameson #3 in Club Zodiac
Cowboy Blues Delores Fossen #12 in Wrangler's Creek
Cowboy Heartbreaker Delores Fossen #Novella in Wrangler's Creek
Cowboy's Redemption B J Daniels #4 in Cahill Ranch
Embracing Her Heart Melissa Foster #1 in Montgomerys
Fairy Tail S Vol. 2 - Hiro Mashima  #2 in Fairy Tail S
Fallen Ink Carrie Ann Ryan #1 in Montgomery Ink: Colorado Springs
Fearless Mating Milly Taiden #4 in A.L.F.A. Novel
Finding the Edge Debra Webb #1 in Colby Agency: Sexi-ER
Flesh Into Fire J. A. Huss #3 in Original Sin
Flight Yoshiki Tanaka #6 in Legend of the Galactic Heroes
Friend Zone Nicole Blanchard #1 in Friend Zone
From Unseen Fire Cass Morris #1 in Aven Cycle
Head ON John Scalzi #2 in Lock In
Hell in a Handbasket Denise Grover Swank #3 in Rose Gardner Investigations
Her Wickham Falls SEAL Rochelle Alers #2 in Wickham Falls Weddings
Hopeless Realm A.K. Koonce #3 in The Hopeless
In Prior's Wood G M Malliet #7 in Max Tudor
Killing Town Max Allan Collins #23 in Mike Hammer
Lady Cecily And The Mysterious Mr Gray Janice Preston #3 in Beauchamp Betrothals
Star Wars: Last Shot A Han & Lando Novel - Daniel José Older #2 in Han and Lando (#27 in Star Wars: Disney Canon)
Lone Star Blues Delores Fossen #5 in Wrangler's Creek
Love & War Melissa de la Cruz #2 in Alex and Eliza
Morna's Vow Bethany Claire #7 in Magical Matchmaker's Legacy
Murder at the Mushroom Festival Janet Finsilver #4 in Kelly Jackson
One Intrepid SEAL Elle James #1 in Mission: Six
Pocalypse Road Lilith Saintcrow #3 in Roadtrip Z
Revelations of a Time Traveler Doug Molitor #3 in Time Amazon
Royal Heir Ruth Cardello #3 in Westerly Billionaire
Save Me Tiffany A. Snow #4 in Corrupted Hearts
Season of Storms Andrzej Sapkowski #8 in Witcher
Shadow Call AdriAnne Strickland #2 in Kaitan Chronicles
Shot in the Dark Cleo Coyle #17 in Coffeehouse Mysteries
Taking Vengeance Cynthia Sax #12 in Cyborg Sizzle
That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime Vol. 5 FUSE #5 in That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime
The Battered Badge Robert Goldsborough #13 in Nero Wolfe
The Boardwalk Trust Avery Duff #2 in Beach Lawyer Series
The Courage of a Cowboy Kristin Vayden #2 in Elk Heights Ranch
The Duke Who Ravished Me Diana Quincy #4 in Regency Spymasters
The Fallen David Baldacci #4 in Amos Decker
The Family Gathering Robyn Carr #3 in Sullivan's Crossing
The Last of the Lost Boys N. D. Wilson #3 in Outlaws of Time
The Long Sunset Jack McDevitt #8 in Engines of God
The Nanny's Double Trouble Christine Rimmer #1 in Bravos of Valentine Bay
The Other Boys Sean Kennedy, Renae Kaye #7 in On A Night Like This
The Phoenixes Choice M A Abraham #5 in Tantalus
The Royal Tutor, Vol. 6 Higasa Akai #6 in The Royal Tutor
The Secret of the Lost Pharaoh Carolyn Arnold #2 in Mathew Connor Adventure
The Storm Elizabeth Hunter #6 in Irin Chronicles
The Wedding Quilt Bride Marta Perry #2 in Brides of Lost Creek
Traitor Nicole Blanchard #1 in Last to Leave
Traitor Born Amy A. Bartol #2 in Secondborn
Turn Me On J. Kenner #7 in Man of the Month
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url 2018-02-20 20:30
48 new releases in book series out today
Outpost - W. Michael Gear
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Claws for Concern (Cat in the Stacks Mystery) - Miranda James
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Death of an Honest Man (A Hamish Macbeth Mystery) - M. C. Beaton
Winter Igniting (Scorpius Syndrome) (Volume 5) - Rebecca Zanetti
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