Marketing for Romance Writers' Book Hooks #MFRWhooks

It's Wednesday -- time for the Marketing for Romance Writers Book Hooks mini hop! Participants post 6-8 sentences from their novel.
Today I'm offering a bit from The Witchy Wolf and the Wendigo (book 2 in the ongoing series) ~ a story taken from an actual urban legend and ancient Native American lore.


Setting the Stage: John Redleaf can scarcely believe Ash was the injured dog whose life he saved let alone the ancient shaman from the legends of his people. 
Sensing Ash means to confront Eli (aka Eluwilussit the Spider), John seeks him out to talk him out of going alone. In this scene he finds the medicine man deep in meditation. It affects John too.



My Eight: 
Bird stone in hand, the holy man sat cross-legged before the woodstove, lightly rocking forward and back, chanting under his breath. Not wanting to disturb an obvious trance, John quietly took a seat on the sofa. Though he felt odd intruding on this private moment, the melodious chanting had a hypnotic quality that drew him in. He soon found himself drifting. He’d joined the Marines shortly after veterinary school, drawn by the allure of paying down substantial student debt. Only three months in, Iraq invaded Kuwait. The United States went to war and so did he. Flashes of his time in the military came into his awareness — people he’d known, things he’d been a part of, and things he'd rather not see again. 

"A very serious study of good versus evil. The emotions of Ash and Olivia, the woman he's falling in love with, are strong and true. The Native American lore is engrossing and obviously the result of deep, respectful research. And, as usual, Ms. Anderson's love scenes are sweet, funny, sensual, and fulfilling for Ash and Olivia, as well as the reader."
~A Reader

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Hot for Friday with Book Boyfriends Cafe

Time for the Book Boyfriends Cafe's Hot for Friday hop .

Today's theme  ~ Hot Encounter. Here's a small sampling from my blending of urban myth and ancient legend ~ The Witchy Wolf and the Wendigo (book 1 in the ongoing series)  

Setting the stage: Ash and Livie share a moment that's not quite private.


A short time later, Olivia hurried up the walkway, Ash following behind. Pausing to find the right key to fit into the lock, she said, “I have to file some paperwork before I head home to my—” and Ash surprised her, pulling her into his arms and kissing her. Her sentence ended breathlessly, “—dog.”

His lower half pressed firmly against hers, he effectively pinned her up against the door. With palms flat against the glass on either side of her head, he braced himself and kissed her again, sliding his tongue hungrily between her soft pink lips. And there they stood, each lost in the wonder of what the other made them feel, oblivious to the cars speeding past the clinic. Her shirt and bra had somehow hitched up and bared her breasts to kisses that traced their descent in a fiery path down her neck and left a glorious wash of desire in their wake. There was no mistaking the warm female scent that declared she wanted him as desperately as he wanted her. Just as his head dipped to draw her pink nipple into his mouth, a truck driver’s horn blared as the big rig passed. The spell broken, they jumped apart. Ash was far more startled than Olivia as she quickly covered herself with fumbling hands. Backlit by the lights within the clinic, they’d put on a good show.

He licked the taste of her from his lips and smiled at her endearing attempt at modesty. After so many years alone, controlling himself was difficult. As much as he craved to lose himself in her, this was not the place for their first joining. Wrapping his arms around her once more, he summoned his willpower, and whispered warmly at her ear, “Oh Livie, I would have you now, but not here for others to see.”

She swallowed, then stammered, “Uh, yes, uh we’d better stop before we run out of time and I um … I need to finish up the … uh … paperwork here.” She sounded like her brains had been addled. They had. “So … where do I pick you up?”

“I’ll meet you right here.” His passionate embrace lifting her to her toes and cracking her vertebrae, he kissed her again.

Closing the door behind him, Olivia watched him walk away. Her lips were tingling. Everything was tingling.

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Weekend Writing Warriors #8sunday (RO)(MTS)(PA)

It's Sunday and time for the Weekend Writing Warriors. Participants post 8 sentences from a writing project, either published or unpublished. Today it's The Witchy Wolf and the Wendigo (book 2). A tale inspired by a local urban legend and enhanced with ancient lore.

First my 8, followed by details~It had been ages since he’d been here. For nearly three thousand years, Eli’s grief and anger had kept him away from the land of his people. His eyes were drawn from the road so often that he decided to pull over for a moment and lose himself in the memories. Visually, the rolling hills and valleys were nearly the same as when his Bear clan lived here, except for some hills cut in two by the highway. The giant groves were gone and now much smaller trees filled small pockets where their parent trees once stood. Where animal trails had crisscrossed the landscape, roads and highways bisected what was left of re-sprouted oak groves. Open prairie glades where elk and buffalo roamed were now pesticide- and herbicide-soaked corn and soybean fields. The route taken by his people to their yearly hunting, fishing, and foraging grounds came back to him as though he’d walked it the day before.
 
What just happened~ His true identity exposed, Eli leaves the reservation and returns to the land where he once lived. Needless to say, changes occurred since this ancient shaman was here last.

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I felt in love with the wounded Ash and his bond with the animal-loving Olivia. And I cringed at the antagonist Eli’s tortured mishaps. The characters were well written to create conflict, tension, in a smartly woven plot that takes the reader to the past, to tribal gatherings, into the world of what we don’t expect or imagine with the very construct of our own bodies and physiology (depicted in Ash’s character). This is paranormal and fantasy at its best where the imagination is the scene setter driven by the author’s well-crafted words that brings the action to life. ~A Reader

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Marketing for Romance Writers' Book Hooks #MFRWhooks

It's Wednesday -- time for the Marketing for Romance Writers Book Hooks mini hop!
Participants post 6-8 sentences from their novel. Today I'm offering a small sampling from The Witchy Wolf and the Wendigo (book 1 in the ongoing series) It's a story inspired by a local urban legend and ancient Native American lore.

Setting the Stage:To be a man of Livie's world, Ash needs modern clothing. Coming from a culture of trade, he finds what he needs on a backyard clothesline.  

The large Great Horned owl landed on the uppermost tree limb, his weight bending the branch as he struggled to perch with a stone knife and leather sheaf clutched in his talons. This was the best he had to offer of the few things he’d made. He’d seen the daily changes of clothing those around him wore and he couldn’t imagine what they traded for such largess. 

Silently swooping, Ash landed on the ground just below the strings of clothing and used his night vision to choose the blue garment he'd seen earlier. Spreading his large wings, he flew to the railing and set the offering there. A moment later, he flew off into the twilight clutching a bunched-up denim shirt.
 
At the house next door, a woman standing at her kitchen window called to her husband watching TV in the next room, “Jim, you’re not going to believe what I just saw!”

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Weekend Writing Warriors

It's Sunday --time for the Weekend Writing Warriors. Participants post 8 sentences from a writing project, either published or unpublished. Today I'm offering a small sampling from The Witchy Wolf and the Wendigo (book 1) A tale inspired by a local urban legend and dressed up with ancient lore.

First my 8, followed by details~
He shifted into a feathered snake before taking the form of a mouse and working his way out of a sleeve. The movement caught the attention of an owl on its nightly hunting foray. Just as it was about to swoop low on silent wings, intent on nabbing the large field mouse, a naked man with a mouse tail and whiskers appeared. The owl, clearly startled, flew off into the night. 

Laughing, Ash raised his arms and yelled after it, “This is not your night, my brotherrrr!”

Tail and whiskers absorbed into his changing form and once again bare skin grew feathers. He shifted into a raven — a six-foot-tall raven. Laughing at himself, he made his body small and flew fast to Livie’s home, albeit not in a straight line.
 
What just happened~ Ash,an ancient Native American Shaman, discovers beer. It's obviously a potent shaman's drink if it's capable of making one mindless.Here Ash is trying to make it back to Livie's house before she does. She has no idea he's actually the stray dog she hit with her car and is now caring for in her home.

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Weekend Writing Warriors #8sunday

It's Sunday and time for the Weekend Writing Warriors. Participants post 8 sentences from a writing project, either published or unpublished. Today I'm offering a small sampling from The Witchy Wolf and the Wendigo (book 1 in the ongoing series).

 
First my 8, then details after:

The large Great Horned owl landed on the uppermost tree limb, his weight bending the branch as he struggled to perch with a stone knife and leather sheaf clutched in his talons. This was the best he had to offer of the few things he’d made. He’d seen the daily changes of clothing those around him wore and he couldn’t imagine what they traded for such largess. 

Silently swooping, Ash landed on the ground just below the strings of clothing and used his night vision to choose the blue garment he'd seen earlier. Spreading his large wings, he flew to the railing and set the offering there. A moment later, he flew off into the twilight clutching a bunched-up denim shirt.
 
At the house next door, a woman standing at her kitchen window called to her husband watching TV in the next room. “Jim, you’re not going to believe what I just saw!”
 

Blurb:
What does an immortal Native American shaman do when the grave he’s sworn to watch over for all eternity disappears under urban development?
His purpose of guarding his wife’s burial mound is gone, Ashkewheteasu seeks to end his immortal existence. In his despair, Ash assumes the form of a wolf and steps in front of a moving car and into the life of Dr. Olivia “Livie” Rosalini. The veterinarian saves the animal’s life, and in the process saves the man within. Livie has no idea the wolfish dog she’s taken into her home and grows to love is a magical being seeking to win her heart as a man.

While Ash is learning a new world filled with new love, friendship, and happiness, an old menace makes plans to steal it all away; just as he had 3000 years before.

Behind the scenes for the snippet above: To be a man of Livie's world, Ash needs modern clothing. Coming from a culture of trade, he finds what he needs on a backyard clothesline.

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Weekend Writing Warriors

It's Sunday and time for the Weekend Writing Warriors mini hop! Participants post 8 sentences from a writing project, either published or unpublished.
Today I'm offering another small sampling from The Witchy Wolf and the Wendigo (book 1 in the ongoing series).

 
First my 8, then details after:

The large Great Horned owl landed on the uppermost tree limb, his weight bending the branch as he struggled to perch with a stone knife and leather sheaf clutched in his talons. This was the best he had to offer of the few things he’d made. He’d seen the daily changes of clothing those around him wore and he couldn’t imagine what they traded for such largess. 

Silently swooping, Ash landed on the ground just below the strings of clothing and used his night vision to choose the blue garment he'd seen earlier. Spreading his large wings, he flew to the railing and set the offering there. A moment later, he flew off into the twilight clutching a bunched-up denim shirt.
 
At the house next door, a woman standing at her kitchen window called to her husband watching TV in the next room, “Jim, you’re not going to believe what I just saw!”
 
Behind the scenes:To be a man of Livie's world, Ash needs modern clothing. Coming from a culture of trade, he finds what he needs on a backyard clothesline.

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Weekend Writing Warriors

It's Sunday and time for the Weekend Writing Warriors mini hop! Participants post 8 sentences from a writing project, either published or unpublished.

Today I'm offering another small sampling from book 2 in The Witchy Wolf and the Wendigo series. It's a story inspired by ancient lore and modern urban legend.
 
First my 8, then details after ~

Eluwilussit woke to find himself curled into a ball, his hands protectively covering his genitals. The fire was almost out. He had no idea how long he’d traveled for peyote tended to steal time. Retracing his visions as best he could, he remembered that he’d beat the wall of the White World with his fists, remembered too that he’d slashed himself to get the attention of its inhabitants. 

Sitting up, he was met with a stench that indicated he’d fouled himself under Mescalito’s influence. Checking himself over in the light of the small blaze, he found his skin smooth, clean and otherwise unmarred. Perhaps the stink was only a memory lingering in his mind like the rest. The Red World and its inhabitants were foul.
Behind the scenes: Under the influence of psychotropic mescalin, Eli attempted to enter the White Spirit world but found himself in the hellish dessicated landscape of the Red Realm (hell). Witnessing the shape-shifting abilities of Ash and their teacher Nawkaw through the veil that divides the spirit word, Eli becomes enraged and tries to draw their attention. Instead, the forsaken ones come and discover he has one foot in the world of the living and one foot in theirs. Fascinated, they demand he play their game. He pays their price and receives a gift. Let's just say Eli has brought back more than a stench.

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Weekend Writing Warriors!

It's Sunday and time for the Weekend Writing Warriors mini hop! Participants post 8 sentences from a writing project, either published or unpublished.

Today I'm offering another small sampling from The Witchy Wolf and the Wendigo (book 1) A tale inspired by a local urban legend and dressed up with ancient lore.
 
First my 8, then details after:

He shifted into a feathered snake before taking the form of a mouse and working his way out of a sleeve. The movement caught the attention of an owl on its nightly hunting foray. Just as it was about to swoop low on silent wings, intent on nabbing the large field mouse, a naked man with a mouse tail and whiskers appeared. The owl, clearly startled, flew off into the night. 

 

Laughing, Ash raised his arms and yelled after it, “This is not your night, my brotherrrr!”

Tail and whiskers absorbed into his changing form and once again bare skin grew feathers. He shifted into a raven — a six-foot-tall raven. Laughing at himself, he made his body small and flew fast to Livie’s home, albeit not in a straight line.
 
What just happened: Ash,the 3000-year old Native American Shaman discovers beer. It's obviously a potent shaman's drink if it's capable of making one mindless.Here Ash is trying to make it back to Livie's house before she does. She has no idea he's actually the stray dog she hit with her car and is now caring for in her home.

Discover the true facts behind this story
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