Y'all remember Bowen and his men, Chiz and Dare?
Well, their story has been edited (oh my hell, was it edited!) but there are no substantial changes. Right now, the book is available at Smashwords, but will be up on Amazon ASAP. After 2-4 weeks, depending on sales, I'll be removing it from everywhere else so I can put it on KU, which will mean it will then only be available there. Y'all know KU's rules.
Anyway! Link, cover, blurb, excerpt!
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Bowen's Battle
Blurb:
Bowen's used to a solitary life. As a wolf shifter, he feels isolated from regular people, but he's also an introvert who is content to stay on his ranch. The occasional hook-up in town is about as adventurous as he gets. And he doesn't often play with the same man twice. Chiz is the only exception to that rule.
Chiz has some rules of his own when it comes to men. He doesn't want to let anyone too close. The problem is, he's always had a soft spot for Bowen.
One night in the men's room at the bar will change things for Bowen and Chiz.
Bowen sees that there's so much more to Chiz than he ever suspected. It's impossible for him to think of Chiz as a means to an end after that.
Chiz stops hiding behind his, 'yeah I'm easy' persona and lets Bowen in, and not in the usual way.
Then Dare, a burly, angry man barges in on them, and something unexpected happens-- a connection is born between the three men, though none of them realize it at first.
Dare comes from the wrong side of the tracks, and his family thinks serving time in prison is a right of passage. He's not really interested in living up-- or down-- to the family name. He's spent years hiding his true self from them, and one moment of freedom, one decision to take a chance and do something crazy, ends up changing his world forever.
Three men, one of them a shifter unaware of his powers, an accidental bite, and an uprising of an enemy pack-- Bowen, Chiz, and Dare are in for the battle of their lives.
Excerpt:
Narrowly avoiding damage to his family jewels, he didn’t manage to dodge a hard slug to the ribs. Gasping, Bowen put his weight behind elbowing his opponent in the gut before using an uppercut to finally take the fucker out.
“That was easy.” Chiz was standing, hands on his slender hips, tapping one foot.
“What the hell are you talking about?” He was still trying to wrap his head around Chiz kicking some serious ass.
Chiz gestured at the downed man by Bowen. “Wasn’t sure if you’d need help with him.”
Bowen almost laughed at that. He’d held back a lot of his strength since he didn’t want to end up in prison for murder.
Chiz scowled at him. “I can take care of myself. I’m not some delicate flower.”
“Yeah, I get that. The proof is on the floor, unconscious. Maybe we should leave before these fuckwits regain consciousness?” Bowen suggested. His knuckles burned, the skin raw and abraded. He wasn’t concerned because it’d be healed up in no time at all.
“Probably.” Chiz wrinkled his nose as he glanced at the men. “Ugh. I hope they aren’t thinking they’ll be regulars here.” He canted his head and grinned at Bowen. “And I didn’t get to come. I’m pretty sure you’re not a psycho-serial killer, so, um. If you want to go back to my place, we could do that.”
Bowen started to say no out of habit. He didn’t often go back to anyone’s place for sex. This was different, what with the threats and fight. He and Chiz needed to get out of there.
“Come on.” Bowen took Chiz by the elbow.
“Not a delicate flower,” Chiz muttered, but he didn’t pull away.
“Nah, you kicked ass. What were you doing?” Bowen asked as he glanced at the downed men.
“Fighting,” Chiz replied. “Duh.”
Bowen cut him a narrow look. “Anyone ever spanked you?”
“I refuse to answer that,” Chiz drawled, “On account of I’d have to explain where the bodies were, hypothetically, of course.”
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