Tempted by the Pack (Blue Moon
Brides #1)
by Anne Marsh
Erotic Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Self/Indie
Release Date: October 26,
2012
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count: 36,000
Available at:
Blurb:
Once in a blue moon…
For Rafer Breaux, life in the
Louisiana Bayou is harsh, violent—and deeply sensual. The Cajun werewolf lives
for his Pack and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep his brothers safe. The
longer a wolf lives without a mate, the harder it becomes for that wolf to
shift back. To remember that he is a man—and not a monster. And those mates can
only be found during a blue moon. When a blue moon finally rises, Rafer will
need every weapon in his sensual arsenal to tempt one special woman into his
arms and the heart of the Pack.
The Pack hunts for mates
Fighting to keep her family
farm, Lark Andrews isn’t looking for love. Even if the very sexy Breaux
brothers make her dream of hot bayou nights spent in their arms. When the blue
moon leads Rafer to her door, however, Rafer has her rethinking her position on
all work and no play. Now, the bayou nights are heating up as Rafer fights to
convince her, one sensual touch at a time, to give love and passion a chance.
But Rafer isn’t a one wolf deal. Is there room in Lark’s heart—and bed—for
Rafer and his Pack?
Warning: This title is intended
for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or
situations (including multiple partners) and adult language, and may be
considered offensive to some readers.
My Review:
I was immediately drawn into
this story with the way that everything was so vividly described. The author
did a great job of making me feel like I was there. I like Lark from the
beginning and definitely understood the appeal of Rafer.
I’ll admit I was a bit
surprised with the multiple partners’ thing, with Rafer being her mate but him
sharing her with his Pack. However, once they actually do it, it worked for me,
and worked for the story. It was handled beautifully and the amount of love in
this story is amazing. Not just love between Lark and Rafer, but between the
packmates as well.
This is one HOT read, smoking
hot, need a glass of ice water hot. Rafer knows his way around a female’s body
and lives to please his lady. It was an interesting take on the whole werewolf/vampire
idea, and I’ll admit to it being unique enough that it was refreshing to read.
I recommend this story for the
hot sex, the love between the hero and the heroine, and the additional hot
scenes involving the whole pack.
4 Books
I received a copy as part of
this tour in exchange for my honest review. I was not compensated for my
review.
Excerpt:
Her scent was delicious. That
captivating fragrance had hidden beneath the tumultuous smells of the farmers’
market, so the wolf’s first breath carried only flowers and vegetables, the
tangy bite of overripe produce and dirt. And then her.
His attraction was immediate
and powerful. She smelled more than good; she smelled right. He moved closer, following the trail she had unknowingly
left him. She crouched over a bucket of frilly pink flowers, the tough stems
falling away beneath her blade, wet and earthy. One quick slash, a deft twist
of her wrist, and she handed the newly shorn flowers to a customer. Her hands
riveted him even as her scent intoxicated him.
He’d visited this farmers’
market many times before he’d grown weary of fighting his wolf and had
concealed himself deep inside the bayou, where he could be both man and beast, safe
from the enemies who hunted him. He’d never noticed this female on those
visits. She was new. Wonderfully different, even though the market was the same
sleepy slice of stands perched on the edge of the Louisiana
He liked that sundress. The
skirt was all colorful patches, the hem stopping mid-thigh and putting her
long, long legs on display for him. She’d kicked off her shoes and twisted her
honey-blonde hair up on top of her head. Tendrils escaped, however, curling
insistently in the heat. The flower tucked in her hair was a surprise, a bold,
deep pink hibiscus that drew his eyes away from the thin straps crisscrossing
her bare back and shoulders. The dress cupped her breasts, molding her the way
he wanted to shape her with his hands.
She wasn’t wearing a bra, and
she looked good enough to eat.
His mouth watered from her
delicious scent. He wanted to drag his tongue over all her curves and folds
until he discovered if her taste matched that scent.
An answering heat tore through
his body, an unexpected arousal that lengthened his cock. Right now, he watched
from the shadows, his wolf unseen, but staying there much longer was
impossible. He was hunted, and the market had no room for the wild and the
uncivilized—or for the dark animal side he kept trapped inside. When he
inhaled, he knew who had recently had sex and which women were coming into
their fertile times. Sex was a pulsing rhythm beneath the surface of their
everyday transactions that none of them were aware of. But he was.
He didn’t know her name—his wolf
had no use for names—but her scent covered the market. While he’d been hidden
deep in the bayou, she’d come here, often enough to mark this place as her own.
She smelled of sunlight, of honey and sage. Good things, although her scent
whispered of arousal too, and the strength of her needing made him wonder if
she could possibly be the one. There were dark shadows under her eyes. A
blue-moon brides always dreamt, sexy,
erotic dreams that would wake her early and leave her sleepless and aching for
a lover’s touch. She was aroused now, but he didn’t know if she enjoyed that
sensual state. Maybe she ignored that side of her nature like so many of the
fully human did, denying her body had desires.
He wasn’t human. And he needed.
If she was his blue-moon bride,
she could ease his loneliness. He’d never again have to worry that one night
he’d fail to shift back from wolf to man. Tomorrow night, when the blue moon
rose over the bayou, he’d know for certain if this woman was the one. For now,
though, he stalked her from the shadows, watching her engage with the market’s
customers, laughing. Alive. Wonderfully human.
She represented famille and a future as something more
than an animal. If she wasn’t the one, if he failed to find his bride, he could
den with a local wolf and produce pups. Whether or not that litter would be
human, he didn’t know. It wouldn’t matter. That kind of pairing couldn’t save
him from the animal madness slowly consuming him—and his Pack.
Tomorrow night, when the blue
moon rose, the wolf would hunt whomever the blue moon found—and that chosen
mate would run.
Let her be the one.
Pleasured by the Pack (Blue
Moon Brides #2)
by Anne Marsh
Erotic Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Self/Indie
Release Date: May 23, 2013
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count: 48,000
Available at:
Blurb:
Dre and Landry Breaux do
everything together. Fishing, fighting—and loving. A whole lot of loving. When
the blue moon leads these Cajun werewolves to their fated mate, however,
they’re ready to reform. Now, they’ll fight to keep the woman of their dreams
safe from the evils lurking in the Louisiana bayou—and to tempt her into taking
a chance on two of the bayou’s sexiest bad boys.
Mary Jane Johnson is no
heartbreaker. Running from a troubled past, the bayou captain wants only to be
left alone. When she takes a pair of bayou bad boys on board, however, Dre and
Landry have her rethinking her need for space. These two big males have
promised to take orders—all of her orders. Suddenly, she’s dreaming of getting
as close as possible… to both of the Breaux brothers.
Warning: This title is intended
for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or
situations (including multiple partners) and adult language, and may be
considered offensive to some readers.
About the Author:
Heated romance. Hot heroes.
Happily ever after. Writing as Anne Marsh, I am known for deliciously sensual
romance. My nationally best-selling shapeshifter romance, THE HUNT (
Fall 2012 saw the launch of my
sexy contemporary romance series from Kensington Brava about smoke jumpers
fighting fire and finding love in Northern California
(BURNING UP, October 2012 and SLOW BURN, April 2013). BURNING UP was the
featured book in a December 5th, 2011 Times magazine article on military heroes
and romance novels. A spin-off series about hotshots starts in July 2013 and
I’m also writing an erotic paranormal series about Cajun werewolves searching
for their fated mates in the Louisiana Bayou (TEMPTED BY THE PACK, PLEASURED BY
THE PACK).
I live in Northern
California with my husband, two kids and four cats. After ten
years of graduate school and too many degrees, I escaped to become a technical
writer. When not planted firmly in front of the laptop translating Engineer
into English, I enjoy gardening, running (even if it’s just to the 7-11 for
slurpees), and reading books curled up with my kids. The best part of writing
romance, however, is finally being able to answer the question: “So… what do
you do with a PhD in Slavic Languages and Literatures?” You can visit me online
at www.anne-marsh.com.
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