Some shifters have it rough. Finding a mate isn't always easy. Sometimes there's a battle involved. Other times, heartache. Most of the time, the alpha males manage to convince their mates of their intentions and capture their love. But not always. Sometimes love is a little stranger than that!
Especially when you mix in voodoo.
What's voodoo? According to Wikipedia, New Orleans Voodoo is:
Louisiana Voodoo, also known as New Orleans Voodoo, describes a set of spiritual folkways that developed from the traditions of the African diaspora. It is a cultural form of the Afro-American religions developed by enslaved West Africans and the French, Spanish, and Creole populations of the U.S. state of Louisiana.
It's part religion, part superstition, part cultural heritage. In this story, the voodoo queen herself - one of the most famous New Orleans voodoo practitioners - makes an appearance.
Among the fifteen “voodoo queens” in neighborhoods scattered around 19th-century New Orleans, Marie Laveau was known as "the" Voodoo Queen, the most eminent and powerful of them all. Her religious rite on the shore of Lake Pontchartrain on St. John’s Eve in 1874 attracted some 12,000 black and white New Orleanians. It was said that politicians, lawyers, businessman, wealthy planters - all came to her to consult before making an important financial or business-related decision.
Only through her help does the alpha connect with his yet innocent mate - on a steamboat of ill repute sailing the Mississippi River- in Alpha's Voodoo.
Sometimes, it takes magic to make magic!
Sometimes, it takes magic to make magic!
Blurb:
Are
curses real or merely imagined?
Violet
Creed is a colored New Orleans debutante. She was brought up with servants and
a strict set of rules regarding propriety, and her papa never approved of her
interest in Voodoo. One night she sneaks out of the house and attends one of
Marie Laveau’s gatherings—where she loses her virginity and her reputation.
Turned out by her papa, Violet is destined for a life on the streets until
Madam Dawn saves her.
Cursed
to live as a wolf shifter, Mark Afton is a wealthy lawyer and heir to the Bayou
Pack. Unfortunately, he can’t take over leadership from his uncle without a
mate. Wanting to escape his mother’s endless matchmaking attempts, he accepts
Madam Dawn’s invitation to sail on the maiden voyage of the Southern Rose and
enjoy the pleasurable company of her ladies.
One
of Madam Dawn’s recent hires catches his attention. He is drawn to Violet
immediately. Could she be his mate or is their attraction merely Voodoo?
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Excerpt:
A
thick ball of saliva slid down her throat. The more he played with her breasts,
the more hot honey drenched her tight tunnel. One hairsbreadth at a time she
pressed a single finger inside her molten passage. Stopping when she’d buried
her finger up to her knuckle, she wiggled it a bit, getting used to the feel.
She withdrew her finger just as slowly, hearing the slippery sound of her own
juices.
His
hand circled her wrist and he lifted her finger to his mouth. His warm tongue
licked her wet skin. “Your nectar is so sweet,” he crooned.
Her
heart pounded with such intensity her chest ached. This intimate connection was
not what she had expected. She had wanted to just lie there and let Madam
Dawn’s customers have their way with her.
Active
participation would be unseemly.
His
tongue swirled around her finger, sucking in every drop.
The
longer he licked her finger, the stronger her need to feel him, until she
nearly demanded he thrust his manhood inside her moist heat. Suddenly, she
wanted to be with this man more than anything, more than breathing.
She
rose up, pressing her chest firmly into his hands. “Please,” she said.
“Please.” Her voice grew louder. Perhaps a little encouragement would get him
to satisfy her pressing need.
Her
thighs fell open even wider, as if offering herself up to him.
Ignoring
her encouragement, he continued watching her and occasionally brushing across
her sensitive breasts.
The
man was going to make her do it. He said he would, but she had hoped he’d
change his mind and seek to satisfy himself, too. By the bulge in his trousers,
it was apparent his needs were growing.
Where to Find Haley Whitehall
About the Author
Haley
Whitehall lives in Washington State where she enjoys all four seasons and the
surrounding wildlife. She writes historical romance set in the 19th century
U.S. When she is not researching or writing, she plays with her cats, watches
the Western and History Channels, and goes antiquing. She is hoping to build a
time machine so she can go in search of her prince charming. A good book, a cup
of coffee, and a view of the mountains make her happy.
Previous Books:
Midnight
Caller – Moonlight Romance Book 1
Midnight
Heat – Moonlight Romance Book 2
Midnight
Kiss – Moonlight Romance Book 3
Soldier
in Her Lap
Wild
and Tender Care
Civil
War Valentine
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