Start The Week Hungry!

Prymal Hunger’s up and running at Amazon!!! Yay – Snoopy Happy Dance!!!

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Prymal_Hunger-Jianne_Carlo--200x320Blurb:

Kydd Kolton leads a charmed life. A Rogue wolf and retired UWF fighter, he parlays his toned bod and surfer good looks into a wildly successful acting career. Rich, famous, handsomer than sin, Kydd’s never had to lift more than a pinky or a perfect brow to snare a woman until he meets Helle.

Helle snares the dream job to launch her Hollywood ambitions—she’s Kydd Kolton’s new personal assistant. After her recent horrifying kidnapping by a sexual predator, the mere notion of desire repulses her. The last thing she expects is her explosive attraction to Kydd. When Kydd tells her he’s a shifter, she’s certain he’s lost his marbles.

Then he shows her his wolf.

And the secret she’s kept for her entire life unravels, tumbling Helle and Kydd into murder and mayhem. Can she trust Kydd to keep her safe?

Excerpt:
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Helle Francis Rivers froze.

Her lungs went on total shutdown and her oxygen-deprived brain reeled with an intoxicating giddiness.

She couldn’t haul her gaze away from Kydd
Kolton’s mesmerizing eyes, one moment the breath taking blue of the azure California sky, the next a turquoise sparkling with emerald facets.

No human being should be so gorgeous.

Kydd Kolton was even more beautiful in person than onscreen. The straight, shoulder-length blond hair, those incredible turquoise eyes, and the way they actually twinkled when he flashed her the baddest-bad-boy grin on the planet.

A thunderstorm of déjà vu frazzled her gray matter. An overwhelming awareness of him swamped her. Helle felt like she’d known him for an eternity. She recognized his distinct scent, a mixture of leather, grass and wind, comfort, and spiraling excitement.

Why did he smell so familiar, so right? So frigging sexy.

She clenched her vaginal walls hoping to stem the creamy rivulets now tickling her panties. This could not be happening. No man had ever turned her on.

Not once had she ever experienced desire.

Curiosity—yes.

Desire—no.

How many times had she Googled the symptoms? Mentally evaluated them while kissing or being caressed? Not once in her life had her sex ever creamed. Except for that hint of moisture while she’d been on the phone with Kydd Kolton first thing this morning.

No. No. No.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

She did not, could not, want to jump Kydd Kolton’s bones.

All at once, an image of Kydd and her naked on a beach with foamy waves lapping at their joined bodies sucked away what was left of her rationality. The fine sand molded and sank when he drove his cock into her.

Whaaat?

Helle stiffened to repress an all-over body shudder.

Was she actually fantasizing?

“And who’s this?”

The scratch-on-a-blackboard voice jerked Helle out of her sensual daze. The contempt-laced question came from a mouth of plumped and painted perfection. The face belonging to those luscious lips held not a hint of a flaw. The traffic-stopping body attached to Ms. Perfect’s countenance flared plumes of envy and instant dislike within Helle.

Gawd.

What a fool she was.

How could she imagine Kydd Kolton desired her when Ms. Perfection was draped all over him?

For a second, Helle’s gaze touched down on the blonde’s G-cup breasts. She choked back a howl of frustration. As if Kydd Kolton would deign to examine her almost non-existent A tits.

She had imagined his reaction.

Must’ve.

For Helle knew without a morsel of doubt no man could ever want her. Not a woman with her morbid secrets. Secrets so dank, so vile it had driven Josiah to his death.

Josiah.

Why did she have to think of Josiah now?

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Now ain’t that a great way to start the week???

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Merry Monday everyone!

Cheers,

Jianne

Prymal Hunger!

Prymal_Hunger-Jianne_Carlo--200x320OMG! The cover for Prymal Hunger is soooooo Kydd Kolton!

I’ve been dying to write his story forever! It’s humming along and I’m loving Kydd.

Is it too trite to say that Georgia Woods just made him with her cover? Okay, tell me you don’t see that cover and want to buy Kydd’s tale? What is it about cowboys, bad-ass trucks, and helicopters that’s so irresistible? Nothing more than a taste of Prymal Hunger for everyone this magnificent Monday morning. So, here goes:

Unedited Prymal Hunger excerpt:

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Kydd’s lips twitched.

F**king figured.

The day he turned fourteen and came into his wolf, women fell all over themselves trying to get into his pants. Fame and fortune amplified his sexual magnetism. He had a hundred plus emails from actresses of all ages who wanted a one and done date with him.

He finally met his mate—Helle—and she wanted nothing to do with him.

“Message received loud and clear. You will not have an affair with me. You’re not going to sleep with me. You want to become the best screenwriter on the planet.” His excellent periphery vision caught her stun-gunned reaction.

Adrenalin flooded his veins. The prehistoric beast in him savored the chase to come. Her kittenish aroma had become dominant since he announced his wolf. An underlining suspiciousness sneaked into his mind.

Was she a mixed breed like him?

Her scent beguiled him. He couldn’t identify any wolf in her. The only female shifters he knew were pure-bred Wylfens the aristocrats of the shifter world. His friend Bandit was part panther, part wolf, and human. Could it be that females who were cat and human existed?

Kydd doffed his Stetson and dropped Helle’s backpack on the counter separating the kitchen area from a u-shaped meeting space. He collapsed into his favorite behemoth leather chair, stretched his legs, and picked up the remote lying on a side table. He powered on the TV and scanned channels until he found the weather station.

She walked to the counter, eyed the distance to the door, and shot him a swift glance.

His little cat contemplated escape. Kydd repressed a self-satisfied smirk. He had her on the defensive.

“Don’t even go there, Helle. Getting into and out of this studio, as you should’ve gleaned from the security when you entered this morning is no cakewalk. Before I catch you up on the publicity changes, let’s go through my appointments again.” He gestured to her backpack.

She loosened the leather straps on her backpack and said, sotto voce, “The man must have the memory of a sieve.  Did I not do this not an hour earlier? In great detail?”

For a half-moment, Kydd considered explaining why they needed to go through his schedule again. But, he wanted her off-balance not panicked and scared.

He studied her from half-hooded eyes.

Four years in the ring as a UFC fighter had honed his battle strategies. Get in the first volley and attack relentlessly until his opponent went down. eBut, Helle wasn’t his opponent, so he needed to adjust his tactics.

Over the last couple of months he’d spent time with his buddy and fellow Prymal pack member, Apache, who trained falcons and hawks. Kydd decided to approach having Helle mate-claim him the way Apache tamed the wild, primitive birds: accustom her to him using all of her senses, touch, taste, smell, hearing, and sight.

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Hope you enjoyed!

Have a merry Monday! I won’t be checking in again until we’re in Oslo!!!!!! I feel so wonderful just writing that. OMG, I’m going to be walking the walk of the Vikings!

Prymal Hunger

I know it’s been a while since I posted and I apologize. The Viking and I were out of the country and our internet access was dismal.

Can you believe that? In this day and age?

Though I’m loathe to admit it, I realized how much I depend on the net to simply exist during the last while. It was so frustrating not being able to Google anything I wanted when I wanted. When your phone’s in airplane mode and there’s no universal net access,  you’re screwed. Unless you want to pay a fortune to tweet or text.

Sigh. I’m praying that we encounter plenty of cheap internet cafes during our three weeks in Scandinavia, Russia, Latvia, and Estonia this coming June.

Meanwhile, I’m scrambling to finish Prymal Hunger ASAP.  Unfortunately, my deadline date’s slipped and that means Prymal Hunger’s release has slipped to August, maybe even September. I’ll keep everyone posted.

No cover as yet, mainly because I haven’t handed in the form. (Aarggh! Another to do to add to my list.) So, I’m going to show the covers of the first three Prymal books:

Prymal Series to Passion

To make up for that bad news, I figured on giving you an unedited peek at Prymal Hunger.

***

A whiff of coffee teased Kydd Kolton’s nose and memory.

Damn, he was supposed to meet Helle, his new PA. His mood soured. He re-traced his footsteps and walked into the only Starbucks available for the three studios situated on the lot. His wolf-vision adjusted to the dimness instantly. He scanned the crowded coffee bar, realized he had no clue what the fuck Helle looked like, and waited for the blasted female to approach him.

Right then, Kydd spied Juicy Darling, waltzing his way. He stifled a groan. Crap. She was the last female he wanted to deal with. Kydd had a strict hookup policy—he never fucked the same woman twice and each and everyone knew upfront their screwing was a one and done. Juicy refused to accept that status.

Juicy, the star of the re-make of One Million Years B.C., wore a skimpier version of the ripped and torn costume that zapped Raquel Welch to sex-bombshell status some half a century ago.

“Kydd Kolton. It’s been way too long.” Juicy looped her arms around his neck. She nuzzled his jaw and licked his mouth.

Kydd repressed both a gag and a shudder when Juicy’s signature perfume, a cloying mixture of musk and frangipani, hit his nose.

Behind him, he heard a throat clear, and a dusky-CFM voice drawled, “Shall I take it that our appointment’s been postponed?”

Snatching at any excuse to rid himself of Juicy, Kydd captured her wrists, removed her hands from his neck to her sides, and pivoted, giving Juicy his back.

He just about swallowed his tongue.

The name Helle suited her. For even without benefit of his wolf-hearing, he recognized the sex and cigars voice that had awoken him and his cock this morning.

A riot of glossy flame-colored windswept curls framed an elfin, freckled-faced woman-child. Honey-hued doe-shaped eyes lobbed scorn and infuriation at him. Her strawberry-ripe plump lips curled into a sneer Freddy Kruger would envy.

He pictured those lips wrapped around his dick and hardened on a heartbeat.

“Well?” Hands jammed on lean jeans-encased hips, she tossed her head back to reveal a graceful, slender neck.

Claim-bite her.

***

Hope that makes up a tad for the release delay of Prymal Hunger!

Have a magnificent Monday!

Cheers,

Jianne

Prymal Passion Q&A and Giveaway at The Romance Reviews

Prymal_Passion-Jianne_Carlo-200x320The Romance Reviews is celebrating their third Anniversary!

Check out my Q&A at The Romance Reviews:

http://www.theromancereviews.com/event.php

And you can win a free copy of Prymal Passion!

Here’s a list of the amazing prizes The Romance Reviews is giving away:

First Prize:$100 Gift Certificate and ebook

Ebook sponsored by: Vagabondage Press: The Vicar of Wrynbury by Nancy Moore (ebook)


Second Prize: 
$70 Gift Certificate and ebook

Ebook sponsored by: Vagabondage Press: Undiscovered Country by J.M. Beal (ebook)

Third Prize: Gift Certificate, Ebook and Print books (US/Canada only): $10 GC sponsored by: Loose Id

Ebook sponsored by: Vagabondage Press: Emma Jean’s Bad Behavior by Charlotte Rains Dixon (ebook)
Print books sponsored by: XOXO After Dark:
Ripped by Katy Evans
Her Unexpected Hero by Melody Anne
Falling for Jillian by Kristen Proby
The Life Intended by Kristin Harmel
After by Anna Todd

Click here for a full list of prizes: http://www.theromancereviews.com/event.php?prize=1

Have a terrific Tuesday!

 

And The Winners of Sinner, Prymal Passion, and Lucifer Are….

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Now that Prymal Passion, Sinner, and Lucifer are released, I have winners to announce!

Remember in case of blame complain to the Viking because he picks the winners.

It tickles me pink that I began the week announcing winners and I’m ending the week doing the same thing. The winners from Monday’s Contest are:

Cindy Hazelwood who wins Sinner

Violet Barker who wins Prymal Passion

Shadow who wins Lucifer

Congratulations Everyone!

Have a fabulous Friday!

I’ll be at Allie Ritch’s blog tomorrow—Saturday February 8, 2015—drop by if you have a chance.

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Cheers,

Jianne