Shay’s Make Me Howl is a fun, quirky, funny, and sexy read. Being a twin has its own problem, but being one of twins to be a werewolf, well that’s another dilemma all together. This is what our heroine, Jazzy Cannis. When Jazzy meets her sister’s co-worker, veterinarian Chase Holliday, sparks fly. The only problem is that he wants to get rid of the very gene that makes Jazzy who she is. What’s a girl to do? There is an attraction and it’s only going to get worse for Jazzy during the blood moon. Will she be able to convince Chase that being a werewolf is a good thing? Can love be enough? You’re going to have to find out and read! Those who love paranormal romances with laugh out loud humor will love this story.
When Chase Holliday’s gaze first met mine, something tingled on my end. He was hot. Dark blue eyes, a square jaw, hair that was just a little too long, and this way of focusing that made me wonder if I should attack or run.
And I never run.
Together we’d make a pair anyone would sit up and notice–at least that’s what I thought. Then I learned that he planned to wipe werewolves from the face of the planet. And since I was born with an active werewolf gene, well, let’s just say our twain could never meet.
Until a Blood Moon occurred while I was in heat and all my hard earned control went slamming out the window with me right behind it. That’s when I learned that, like wolves in nature, werewolves mate for life.
I’m in deep trouble.
I’m one of six kids, four sisters and a brother, and we all agree we had the best parents in the world. A real Leave-It-To-Beaver upbringing. We all like our hometown so much five of the six of us still live there.
I’m a reader first–I’ve been reading ever since I can remember. And when I couldn’t read, I’ve always made up stories to entertain myself.
I had a blind date on December 7 a few years ago, and married a that guy five months later. We have three sons. When I had the third one, I took a Louis Lamour book with me on the delivery table. The nurse finally wrestled it away from me when the baby was ready to make his appearance.
Almost as soon as the youngest was walking, we bought a pharmacy and I went to work full time. At first it was only supposed to be for a couple of weeks. Those two weeks lasted a looooong time.
As soon as I had the time between playing with the husband and kids, cooking, laundry and work, I started writing my stories down. Much more fun! I sold my first short story to a children’s Sunday School paper. I made $35.00, and the publisher issued it twice!
I’m not only a reader and writer, I’m a knitter, a gardner and a darn good cook if I do say so myself. And I have an alter-ego I call Terminally Curious, because I am, truly, terminally curious.
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