Book Title: The Wolf King
Author: Bonnie Bliss as L. Kirk
Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance
Release Date: April 2015
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
Lachlan Kelley always knew Becca was his mate, but the slight age difference puts a damper on that plan. Until he returns, not just for her, but as the King of the California packs. With the harvest moon quickly approaching, and his need to claim her taking him over--it's only a matter of time before they both succumb to a primal hunger.
Can a wolf that can't shift and the Wolf King find their happily ever after? Or will a close enemy ruin everything?
Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance
Warning: This novella contains content that is not suitable for readers under the age of 18.
Word Count: Approx: 27,000
He laughed and swung the bike around to overlook the reservoir on the other side—the side only state employees were allowed to access. It was lower than usual, California being in a drought and all. But it was quiet and I needed quiet. He stopped his bike and I slipped off quickly. The damned man was quick and swiped a big ole’ paw at me, but I was fast too. I swung around in a single graceful movement and laughed as I so easily evaded him.
My heart was pumping, my adrenaline was rushing through me. I wanted to run so bad I could taste the thrill of him chasing me. I swung around and he was there. His arms came up and slammed forward into a tree at the same time my backpack cushioned the impact.
“Whoa, buddy. I’m not that kinda girl.” My voice was breathless.
I glanced up and his eyes glowed a bright amber hue that made my pussy clench tight. He was breathing hard. His fingers gripped the tree trunk next to my head and bits of bark fell away.
“You’re on dangerous ground, little red,” he snarled against my ear.
I didn’t move. I was frozen in place as I looked up at this beautiful beast that wanted me. I could smell it now that he was so close.
I tipped my head to the side, allowing him full access of my throat. He didn’t even hesitate as his nose skimmed the sensitive flesh. He nipped at me and I squealed. I shoved at his chest and it was like trying to move a brick wall.
“Now you’re walking on dangerous ground, big bad,” I whispered.
“I’m walking right where I want to be.” His tongue came out and swiped along the throbbing pulse in my neck. “I can smell you, little red,” he taunted me in a sing-song rumble. “I can smell that wet little pussy. I bet it’s just dripping in fresh cream for me.”
Shit was getting real.
Bonnie Bliss is the brain child of two authors. Bonnie is husband and wife duo that has come together to weave stories of passion, action, betrayal, and ultimate surrender. They have discovered that mixing genres in their thing. Their tastes go dark, and they love to twisted up sweet stories and make them a bit more tense and sexy. Bonnie writes in multiple genres with plans to dabble into more areas of fiction.
One is a Southern California native, the other was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. The husband spends his time giving the wife alpha males with bite. He is a man that needs to see his world in print. He has a panty melting accent, loves listening to music, watching Game of Thrones, and obsessing over Heisenberg. The wife spends her time writing strong women that evolve into their power, they don’t just come out guns blazing. She claims the song California Girls, by Katy Perry is totally accurate. She’s done everything from waitressing, customer service phone rep., Corporate Real Estate, and spent a pretty impression part of her life working for the Disney Corporation—before finding her way into the publishing world with her husband