Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Back in the Saddle

Buy Back in the Saddle HERE

By Ashlynn Monroe
I love shifter stories.  I’ve enjoyed writing them since I was a teenager.  When I started out my writing career, I was drawn to story lines about people torn between their human nature and the inner animal inside them. I’ve been blessed to find publisher and readers who have enjoyed walking in the world of my imagination.  I’ve been published for two years, but some of my earliest story lines are my favorite.  This one was a delight to write. I hope you’ll enjoy trying my 1NS story as much as I enjoyed creating it.  This is an amazing series and I’m humbled to be a part of it. Here’s the blurb for Back in the Saddle.

All Jesa wants is peace from her father and aunt meddling in her life. When she decides to use 1 Night Stand to find a date, she never imagines she’d be matched with the very type of man she’s trying to avoid.

David is a werewolf. As the oldest male in his family he must battle the inner violence that his wolf begs him to unleash. His sister’s meddling leads him and Jesa to a meeting that will rock their worlds, bringing them an emotional connection and ecstasy neither expected.
Enjoy an excerpt from Back in the Saddle:
I never thought I’d be in Montana of all places when 1NightStand matched me. Jesa stood at the entrance to the restaurant feeling ill.
In front of the cute, open-air cafe, she took a deep breath, ready to face her date.
“I'm here to meet Mr. Jenson.”
“Follow me, miss.”
She sat down at the empty table the host indicated, looked at her watch, and scowled. Early as usual, oh goody. I wish I hadn’t hurried. More time to be nervous and second-guess my choice.
She fidgeted with the napkin and utensils, wishing her date would arrive. Should I just get up and leave? Her thoughts were distracted as a tall, gorgeous, young blonde woman sat down. What’s going on? Where is David Jenson? Kinky didn’t appeal to her, so whatever. I’ve never even had sex.
Before a word of protest escaped her lips, a handsome waiter appeared. The blonde glanced up and smiled. “I'll have a glass of iced tea and the Cobb salad. What would you like?”
   She knows my name. Not fair, I've no clue who she is.
“I'll take the same.” Interest in how things would play out kept her in her seat.
When the waiter left, Blondie spoke again. “I'm sure you want to know where your date is. I'm his sister, Madelyn.”
Eww, sister, I’m not into that kind of thing.
“Don't worry.” The woman laughed.
Do I seem that scared?
“I'm here because I adore my brother, and I want to make sure they’ve sent the right girl.”

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