RELEASE BLITZ
Title: Mina’s Revenge
Series: Woodland Creek
Author: J.M. Witt
Genre: Shifter Romance
Release Date: November 16, 2015
BLURB
Mina Spitz, a lifetime resident of Woodland Creek, has been
alone longer than she cares to remember. Her powers are changing and they’re
more than the bloodline inheritance from her mother. She has a feeling that the
identity of her father has something to do with it.
Rollo Frost is new to town. He’s tall, dark, dangerous, and
everyone knows it. Relocating his pack to Woodland Creek, he’s determined to
put the secrets that haunt him to rest. The problem is he doesn’t know the
truth behind those secrets and may never know.
Rollo becomes enthralled with Mina, wanting to know her
secret, and his pack isn’t happy about it.
Mina has the power to destroy everything Rollo’s built, she
just doesn’t know it…yet.
When life-altering secrets are exposed, their worlds collide
in a way they never expected.
PURCHASE LINKS
GOODREADS LINK: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26093687-mina-s-revenge
Find all of the
Woodland Creek Series here: http://woodlandcreekseries.com/
EXCERPT
Watching as the ball rolled to the destination I’d
predicted, my opponent cursed.
“Shit!”
After sinking the eight ball into the corner pocket, I
replaced my stick in the holder and walked over to him and held out my
hand. I hadn’t gotten his name and
hadn’t cared to. He was either new to
town or just passing through, not that either mattered to me. He’d taken in my womanly shape and let his
ego—and maybe the booze-- get to him.
After insulting me, I’d accepted his challenge as some of the regulars
looked on, giggling.
Some may have classified me as a ‘shark’ but that wasn’t
really my problem. He’d seen me as an
easy win, and I proved him wrong. I
could smell the stink that lingered on him.
Permeating the air around me, even the aroma of peanuts and alcohol
couldn’t hide his stench. Of course my
senses were keen and came in handy now and then. He was a shifter and I guessed a canine of
some kind.
Tired of waiting, I demanded my money. “Deal’s a deal. Hand it over.”
He scoffed and swaggered in drunkenness as he leaned in
closer. “You’s a snake.”
Leaning back, trying to avoid his nasty breath fanning my
face, I spit out. “No, not a snake.” I heard some snickers from the bar, but
ignored them. “But I may go rabid on
your ass if you don’t hand over my money.”
That seemed to get his attention. But just as quick he turned from me and
stumbled toward a corner table. I stayed
several steps behind as I observed those sitting there. They too were new to town or passing
through. I didn’t recognize any of them
and I knew everyone in Woodland Creek—at least everyone who mattered.
As he took his seat, completely ignoring my presence, my
eyes immediately found a pair of green-blue eyes sitting on the other side of
the table. I was momentarily drawn into
them and blinked, breaking the spell.
There was something about him, besides the fact that he was rugged and
big. I wondered how tall he was, knowing
his height had to be significant. My
senses had been off lately so I couldn’t get the read on him that I wanted
to. His hair was long and dark and he
had it pulled back loosely. His face was
covered in a beard that was in desperate need of a trim. A leather coat covered his shoulders as I
took in their width.
His mouth curled into a smile before he turned back to
the woman hanging on his side. Rolling
my eyes I turned back to my competitor.
Placing my hands on the table, I leaned in and demanded my money once
again.
“This is the last time I’m going to say it. You lost fair and square.”
He snarled at me and the rest of the table grew
silent. The ambiance changed and I stood
up fully, taking a step back. My eyes
met the green-blue ones once again as they shifted to gold. He was a shifter, too. Hell, probably they all were and I knew in
that moment that most likely they weren’t just passing through.
“Zeke, what d’ya owe the lady?”
“She hustled me, I don’t owe her anything.”
The same girl from before turned her attention to Zeke as
she mumbled, “She ain’t no lady!” She
watched me, waiting for a reaction.
Scouring my body, she taunted me.
“In fact, I bet she works for an hourly wage on the corner.”
I had a temper and before I knew it, I was nose to nose
with her, leaning across the table spitting out, “You can find out how much of
a lady I’m not. Just say one more word.”
Green-blue eyes—my name for him—stood and everyone paid
attention. He was taller than I imagined
and his hair was longer, too. He walked
around the table and stood in front of me.
Leering down at me, his eyes flashed gold again. When I didn’t flinch, his expression became
curious, examining me closely. If he
didn’t know what I was, he was a good actor.
I was growing uncomfortable, when he suggested, “If I
were you, I’d let it go. Zeke here has a
bad temper and I’d hate to see him lose that temper on a sweet thing like you.”
Ugh. I was utterly
disgusted. “I’m no sweet thing. Maybe you should warn Zeke about my temper.”
“What’s your name?”
He took another step closer as I tilted my neck up to see him. If he thought he could intimidate me, he was
wrong… Maybe. “Mine’s Rollo.” He stuck his hand between us and smiled.
Groaning, I leaned around him so my eyes could meet
Zeke’s. “Keep the money. Maybe use it to get groomed and bathed.” Zeke lurched up, but Rollo, with a smile on
his face, put his hand up and Zeke sat right back down, making it evident that
Rollo was their leader.
Grinning at me he said, “You’ve got balls.”
“If you mean bigger than his,” nodding toward Zeke, I
confirmed, “Bet your ass I do.” It was a
lost cause. Zeke could keep his forty
bucks and get bent. I had more important
things to deal with.
That got Rollo to smile.
A chill ran up my spine and I knew I had to go. Turning, I stalked toward the door, grabbing
my own leather jacket off my stool at the bar as I walked by.
I walked out of Vider’s into the cold night and inhaled
deeply, but another scent caught my attention.
Turning, Rollo was walking out the door and headed right for me. Marching toward my store, the next one down,
I picked up my pace. I didn’t have time
for a random hookup, not tonight.
“Hey, you didn’t tell me your name.”
Shouting over my shoulder, I replied, “I know I didn’t.”
AUTHOR BIO
I'm a stay-at-home mom with four young children and one
extremely supportive husband. We've been married for over ten years and reside
in Metro Detroit, Michigan.
I've dreamed of writing romance novels since I was little.
After having baby #4, who may or may not have been fathered by Christian Grey,
I decided it was time to pursue my dreams.
When I'm not running to various appointments, enjoying time
with my friends and my family, dating my husband, or avoiding cleaning my
house, I'm writing!
I love music and believe that books and music can't exist
without the other. My goal is for you to read more than a good book, but for
you to have an experience!
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