VBT: Giveaway and Review ~ Alpha Me Not by Jianne Carlo

Blurb:

Susie White wants no picket fences, no alpha, and no cubs. White wolf woman she may be, but no pack for her, no sireee. Alpha me not, that’s her motto. In all caps.

Mercenary and half-breed wolf Joe Huroq’s not looking for a mate. Stop and go screwing, that’s his motto. Hot and heavy between missions. Then he glimpses his new neighbor tanning nude and the situation explodes.

Literally. Susie’s house is consumed by fire. What’s Joe to do but offer Susie his hospitality?

Susie can’t resist the temptation of big, bad, mercenary, so she suggests a friends with benefits arrangement which he accepts with an amazing alacrity. The sex is frantic, hot, and frequent. Neither one can keep their hands off the other.

Then children go missing. The fire’s deemed arson. Bodies pile up. Susie refuses to accept Joe’s mate claim. Can he keep her safe when she won’t obey a single order?

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations and adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.

Alpha Me Not (White Wolf #3)

by Jianne Carlo

Contemporary Erotic Paranormal Romantic Suspense

Categories: Action/Adventure, Mystery/Thriller

Publisher: Loose-Id

Release Date: August 12, 2012

Heat Level: Sizzling

Length: 233 pages

Purchase Links:

Amazon / ARe / B&N / Loose-Id


Here's an excerpt:

Maybe, just maybe this could work out. Gawd, was he temptation personified. The notion of running her fingers over his forged-of-steel muscles had Susie salivating.


“I don’t want your friendship. That involves emotions. Now, there is an arrangement I might go for. The kind that involves a certain type of buddy.”

The grin that swept his mouth showcased the type of dimples clean-cut Ralph Lauren male models claimed, and gave him a boyish air she would never have associated with his menacing, mercenary, razor toughness.

He cupped her elbow and urged her around the corner and onto Birch Close.

“You’re preaching to the converted, sweetness. I’d say we have ourselves the makings of a—”

His nostrils flared.

His gaze went distant.

He lifted his head.

Susie’s stomach clenched.

Predatory couldn’t begin to describe the hunter stance he assumed in a heartbeat—legs spread wide, hands jammed on lean hips, eyes narrowed. He sniffed and whipped his head to the left.

“Gas. I smell gas. Are you sure you turned off the tanks?” He met her stare full on.

She resisted the urge to smack him. Gas? She’d all but asked him to screw her, and he asked about gas? She inhaled and smelled nothing but the metallic aroma of asphalt baking under a semitropical sun.

He shook her. “Think. Did you lock the tank?”

She dashed his hands away. “Of course I did. I am not some simpering female. We’ve had a gas stove all my life. I know the rules. I disconnected the old tank, screwed the valve shut, and took it to the laundry room. I never even opened the valve on the new one because—”

“Crap. It is gas. And damned if it’s not going to blow any minute.” He’d turned around, poised to take off.

Susie backtracked. “I disconnected everything when I couldn’t figure out how to switch the tanks around. And how in heck can you smell gas from here?”

The boom thundered between them, an explosion so loud and so unexpected they both jumped.

“Jesus!”

He took off like a horse taking the final curve in the Belmont.

Susie sprinted after him. Raced to catch his wide-legged stride, panting to keep up with his pace, until, until…

Shit. Terri’s house had blown up.

Her arms plopped to her sides. She stood there following the leaping blue and yellow plumes, watching the points flare and sizzle, her mouth hanging open, too stunned to move an inch.

Terri’s cute little bungalow was on fire.

Correction—the house was consumed by fire. The porch was ablaze, the quaint milk cans with their nostalgic petunias and ivies charcoaled and crumpled in a slow dance of destruction. A conflagration of vaulting flames attacked the front door, the walls, the charming carved white window frames, as she stood there unable to budge.

This couldn’t be happening. She shook her head. No way.

Just a few weeks ago she’d left Chabegawn, Michigan, on the first real adventure of her life—college, and being on her own. Claiming her own space, doing all the college stuff she’d always dreamed about: sororities, football games, and intellectual challenges. Okay, she was older than most of the other students, but not by decades. This was her chance to spread her wings, to seek out new experiences, to push herself to the max, to throw out all the nasty small-town restrictions she’d dealt with for twenty-five years.

It wasn’t supposed to begin with a fire.

Everything she owned was in there.

The five hundred dollars she’d withdrawn from the bank to shop for groceries and other household items. She’d left the money in the drawer in the laundry room.

Maybe the back was better than the front.

Susie took off.

She hadn’t run far before Joe corralled her, crossed his arms around her, and hauled her tight against his chest. “Where in hell do you think you’re going?”

She elbowed him. “To the back door. Let me go.”

“Don’t be stupid.”

She wriggled and kicked at him, but he held her fast.

“The whole property’s a fire trap. It’s—”

The howling of multiple vehicles drowned his voice.



About the Author:

My motto is simple: Alpha Me Please. While strong heroines, exotic locations, and cultural differences are my forte, I go weak in the knees for warriors of any type, rebels, SEAls, Vikings, and bad-ass mercenaries.

Send me a man with an attitude and I'll find the right woman to tame him. My writing career began in 2008, and since then I've been lucky enough to have over twenty books published. Most of my books are TOP PICKs and several have been nominated for and won awards and prizes.

Nothing makes my day more than an email from someone who’s read one of my books. So far, I've received emails from almost every continent on the planet. Almost…


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My Thoughts:

This thrillingly exciting scorching hot read began with a bang. It was fast paced and had no slow parts to be seen! It definitely needs to be read by adults only!

Susie has a life plan and a motto "Alpha Me Not!" Too bad for her that Joe is an Alpha and he has his sights set on her, or is it? Could she have possibly been mistaken about not wanting or needing an Alpha?

The plot had werewolves, danger, missing children, a sick killer, romance, hot steamy scenes, mystery, and some twists and turns.

I really liked Alpha Me Not. It is the third book in this series but can be read as a stand alone. I haven't read the previous books yet but I had no problem understanding it. :-)

I recommend this book to all those who like really hot werewolf reads. ;-)

I received a copy of this book in exchange for my honest opinion. I honestly liked it a lot and thought it was super exciting!

  
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