TEMPTED BY THE PACK
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?
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.
Alpha to the bone, Cajun shifter Dag Breaux must find his Blue Moon bride to preserve his humanity. Each passing day sees him lost further and further in the shift, more wolf than man. Emotions and feelings are foreign territory for Dag and all he has to offer his newfound female is raw, passionate sex and protection from the centuries-old vampire stalking the Louisiana bayou.
Bayou mechanic Riley Jones stands on her own two feet. Always. She doesn’t need or want Dag’s infuriating brand of protection. Plus, she has secrets of her own that she’s desperate to keep. But there’s no denying the passion that burns between them and in the arms of her rough and tough shifter she discovers a darkly sensuous, no-holds-barred loving. When the vampire threatens Riley’s nearest and dearest, she must ask herself if resisting Dag’s mate claim is worth losing everything she cares about… or if teaching her wolf to love is worth the risk.
Tempted by the Pack
Pleasured by the Pack
Claimed by the Pack
Please tell us a little bit about your current projects?
I’m finishing an erotic paranormal series, Blue Moon Brides. There will be five books in the series—all dark, sexy Cajun werewolves. The first three books are out and I’m working on the fourth one. I’m also continuing my contemporary Smoke Jumper series, with Rio Donovan’s book later in December (BURNS SO BAD) and more books in March (SWEET BURN) and April (SMOKING HOT). Finally, I’m editing my first Harlequin Blaze, which is being released in July 2014 as WICKED SEXY. Now that I say all that, I understand why I’m so tired this month!
When was the moment that you knew you had to be a writer?
I’ve pretty much always written—it’s just a question of what. I had my own copy of Writer’s Market by the time I was twelve and I used to mail off angsty poems and articles about cats. Then I wrote angsty plays and had one read in New York which led me to realize that I wasn’t particularly enamored of people coming up to me and asking “what their motivation was” or being send out in the hall to revise lines. Grad school was also full of writers—I’d be sitting in a room with the likes of Czeslaw Milosz and it was flat-out amazing. The turning point for me, however, came when I was working for Pixar as a technical writer (which means I wrote their software manuals and not their screenplays). They laid me off, I went home and bawled my eyes out, and then decided I’d do what I really wanted and write romance novels. I started my first romance novel while I looked for a new job and it went to contract a little over a year later as THE HUNT.
Every writer dreams of getting “the call”. What were you doing when yours came? Who got to hear the good news first?
I’ve actually never gotten The Call. Apparently, when my agent tried to call me, I was underneath the San Francisco bay, riding the train to my new day job. I therefore got The Email for THE HUNT as soon as I reached my desk. My boss got to hear the good news first, because he was the only person in the office. Apparently, he still hasn’t recovered from reading the book when it came out. I’m sure he’s thrilled I kept my kinky shapeshifters out of our software manuals…
Who gave you the one piece of writing advice that sticks with you to this day?
BIC. Butt in chair. That’s the only way books get written—if you sit down and write them. It’s a bummer, because there are definitely days when I wish they’d write themselves!
Describe the “perfect” hero. What about the “perfect” hero for you?
Bookwise, I love rough, gruff, broken heroes who are both alpha to the core and not afraid (eventually) to show their heroines how they feel. Thea Harrison’s Wyr are perfect in this regard, as are J.R. Ward’s vampires and Coreene Callahan’s dragons. For real-life heroes, however, nothing beats our first responders. The events at the Yarnell Hill fire have been in the news quite a bit recently, given the tragedy of nineteen hotshots losing their lives, and when I read some of the newspaper articles… every last one of those men had a bio like that of a romance novel hero. These were guys who put it all on the line and who had each other’s backs. Family men, strong men, and a terrible loss.
What are some of your favorite pastimes? Do you have any hobbies or collections?
Gardening, running and planning endless trips-that-will-never-be-taken on Expedia. I’m also really bad at running and very, very good at buying yoga DVDs and then never removing the shrink wrap. I’ve also been accused of collecting cats, books and dust bunnies. I’m maintaining those three really aren’t my fault—occupational hazard, right?
What has been your biggest adventure to date?
I did a summer study abroad program in Russia when I was an undergraduate and, part way through the summer, we took the train from St. Petersburg to Moscow. Two of our program members, however, were escorted to the station by the Russian police. They’d apparently spent the previous evening drinking in a club with men who turned out to be Mafia members… and who were allegedly chasing them to the station. I have no idea if it was true or not, but it was a novel-worthy beginning to a train trip that included several thousand cockroaches, endless glasses of tea, and walking several miles up and down the car to give my compartment mates some quality private time while they fulfilled their fantasies of having sex on a train.
If your fairy godmother waved her wand and whisked you away to the location of your choice, which place would you choose, and why?
Bora Bora. There’s no better place in the world. Of course, I’m also holding out for a five-star resort and an overwater bungalow rather than a shack on the sand since a wand means no credit card bill, right?
When it comes to food, are you the adventurous type who will try anything once, or do you prefer to stick to tried and true foods and recipes?
If you’ll cook it for me, I’ll try it. Probably the craziest thing I’ve tried recently are crickets. They served them deep-fried in Mexico and, frankly, I thought it had to be a euphemism for something else. Nope. Little cricket legs, heads, and bodies inside crispy dough! They were surprisingly (blessedly) tasteless. I’m not a cook, though. You’ll never find me writing a foodie romance because I can’t cook to save my life. The closest I get is flipping through Bon Appetit and looking at the pictures.
How do you describe yourself? How would your family and friends describe you?
Introvert! I think we’d all be in agreement on that.
And lastly, no interview of a writer would be complete without this question: what is your favorite comfort food?
Cheetos! Sadly, it appears to be genetic. And possessive. When I go grocery shopping, I have to pick up a bag for myself and my daughter. Of course, she’s also a budding writer, so maybe it’s a writerly thing?
What is your favorite season? What do you love about it?
Summer. I love the heat and the weather. Even better if there are summer thunderstorms… everything is better in the rain.
What is the one modern convenience that you cannot do without?
What is this romance writer’s idea of the “ideal romantic evening”?
Honestly, it’s the little moments where you do something special for your partner or he does for you. If I’m counting top ten gonna-talk-about-them-when-I’m-eighty moments, however, a moonlight walk on a motu in the South Pacific with a glass of French champagne ranks right up there.