Hi Dear Readers,
I’m still toiling away on Scarlett and the Big Bad, a fractured bend on (all-grown-up) Red Riding Hood with a dash or the three little pigs. Lots of fun with shifters and intrigue with a group of wicked sorcerers. Scarlett’s running straight for those evil bitches, by werewolf, Monty is determined to keep her safe even if he has to turn her over his knee.
I’m so close to finishing, I can taste it! I’m going to go the traditional publishing route this time. I’ve been self-publishing for a few years. I enjoy the autonomy, but I don’t like having all my eggs in one basket so to speak. Enjoy this taste, and I’ll keep you posted on my progress.
Love,
—Sierra
Sneak Peek:
Scarlett’s hands shook as he looked up at her from his perch on his hands and knees. Despite what he had said earlier, he wiped the wetness off the floor. “Are you okay? You look pale, and I don’t mean a pretty shade of porcelain like you usually do. More like thick glue. Are you going to throw up?”
He knelt next to her taking her hand as tears rolled down her cheeks. “I don’t know what’s real anymore. All my life, I’ve been taught we exist to please The Order of the Phoenix and that to be chosen was a dream come true–you say they are evil, and a few minutes ago…in the tub, I lost my sense.”
His eyes widened and the corners of his mouth turned up into a smirk until he glanced at her face and looked away. “How so, sweetie?”
“I let a man I’ve only known for a few hours bath me, see my nakedness, touch every place on my body. Not only did I react and behave in a way I normally would not, but my body also began to control my mind rather than the other way around. I…felt as if I was being pulled into you. Like we were becoming one person.” She shook her head and wiped her face with the back of her hand. “Isn’t that madness? Worst of all…I didn’t hate the feeling. I enjoyed it.”
“Oh.” He nodded as he stood. “I get it.”
“She looked up at his face her nostrils flaring slightly as she pushed her lips together and lifted an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”
“Hit me like a ton of bricks before I even got you out of the truck, but since you’re a human, you probably needed more physical contact for the life-bond to take.”
“Life-bond?” A sudden wave of nausea swept over her as a bulge twitched beneath his towel.
“It’s actually called a Lycan-Mating-Life-Bond. It’s an involuntary chemical and bodily reaction that occurs when a wolf-shifter finds his fated mate.”
Stay tuned! I’ll be sharing more later.
