Monday, February 22, 2016

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Read a sneak peak from one of the stories in the collection Pretty Little Werewolf by Katie Salidas-


She came up on Asher leaning against the front grill of his truck, looking damn sexy with that devil-may-care attitude and the deadly combination of icy eyes and dark hair.

Seriously, a look like that should be outlawed. The things he could do with just a glance! It made her knees weak just looking at him. And she had the pleasure of spending the next hour-ish with him. Alone. Be still, her heart. It raced as his gaze lifted and those irresistible eyes met hers.

She tried her best to keep cool, while avoiding making a scene by tripping over her own feet. “Where are we heading?” At least she managed to sound calm and collected.

Asher crossed his arms, looking as if he were planting himself in the spot. “I didn’t say we were going anywhere.”

“It’s lunch. I’m starving. Aren’t you? Full moon is coming soon.”

He shrugged. “I have control over my hunger.”

Of course he does. They all do. “Well, I don’t. I didn’t grow up with wolves. Never got the nutrition lessons.”

Slowly, almost lazily, his eyes traveled the length of her body. Not in the way she’d hoped, though. Judgmental. If a simple glance could be such; but disconcerting all the same.

She might not have been rich, or even from a real family, but she was worth his time. Maybe she was reading too much into it. With the full moon’s pull so strong, she was likely reading things with too much emotion thrown in. Still, though, the silence between them was unnerving.

When he finally spoke, she’d almost forgotten the conversation, lost in her own insecurity.

“You need meat.”

“Funny how everyone keeps saying that.”

“It’s a fact, and one I can see you’re in desperate need of. You’re weak.”

“I am not!”

“Let me guess. You’re emotional, defensive, and probably exhausted right now, correct?”

A little, but she was always this way around that time of the month. Giselle shrugged.

“Too much crap food. Not enough rest, and definitely lacking in red meat… lots of it!”

“Whatever. I’m more than just a carnivore.”

“You could be vegan for all anyone cares, but the wolf is a predator and a carnivore, so deal with it.”

To hear him talk like that was odd. He should be on the junk food bandwagon with the rest of the highschoolers. But Taylor and Di had said similar things. Maybe it really was a wolf thing, and she’d never had someone to teach her the importance. “I’ll deal with my carnivorous nature when you hop in that truck and take me to a burger place.”

Asher laughed, genuinely, for what was probably the first – and maybe the last – time. When he wasn’t being a jerkoff, he was really damn cute. Especially with that super wide smile that revealed all his teeth. If she hadn’t known he was wolf, she might have thought him a vampire for the sharpness of his canines.

“You’ve got some Alpha in you, has anyone ever told you?” His tone might have been playful, but there was a serious edge to the question.

“Yeah, Martina.”

“That’s why she wants you.” He scoffed and jumped into the truck. “Get in.”



Read a excerpt from Saved By A Vampire by Stacy Claflin


My mouth watered at the rare smell of bacon and eggs. My favorite. We seldom found scarce commodities like pigs and could barely afford bacon or other cuts if we did.

“Come down for breakfast, Ziamara,” called my grandma.

“Hold on!”

The food smelled heavenly, although what I really wanted was something else entirely. Delicious, red liquid. But I only had one bag remaining, and I couldn’t waste it. Not when I wasn’t sure where the next one would come from.

Staring at my reflection, I found it hard to believe I’d recently faced death’s door. Though a bit paler than it once was, my complexion had never been better. Not a single mark marred my skin—no reminders of my long hospital stay.

I rose and went over to my full-length mirror, turning from side to side. My bones no longer stuck out from all my lost weight. In their place were some lush curves, exactly where I’d always wanted them. I smiled, never having been so pleased with how I looked.

Regardless, I threw on an old hoodie. I would draw enough attention, and I didn’t need my figure to add to that. Another day.

I ran a brush through my newly long, thick shiny brown hair. Even prior to being sick, it had never been so full of life.

How ironic, considering I was now technically dead.

Okay, I’d been more than just at death’s door. I’d passed through, coming back on the other side. It’s all semantics.


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