╰☆╮AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: Woven Interests by Natalie Alder╰☆╮

Woven Interest

Uptight, serious, introvert…those were the words most used to describe James.
The middle brother in the Becker family, owners of a prestigious race horse farm in South Carolina, though austere was covertly a playboy.
Unable to resist a beautiful body, whether male or female, James never had a desire to commit to just one. A consummate player, he had no interest in a relationship.
Never say never. A broken ankle was the catalyst that led James to consider a relationship. Falling for a man already in a committed relationship with a woman was intricate enough. But the likelihood of their woven interests in each other becoming a real relationship was threatened by shallow judgment, the media and a troublemaking former barn hand.

**CONTENT WARNING: m/f/m, f/f/m, and m/m romance with strong language and explicit sexual content intended for mature readers only. 18+ ONLY PLEASE**

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EXCERPT

It was dark inside, as expected. James waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. The music was sultry, jazz fusion and almost soothing. This place calls for a gimlet martini James thought to himself. Noting the bar along the right wall hesauntered to a free stool and sat before placing his order. The couple had chosen a small table and were sitting with their heads close together talking. Wall sconces and small, red, shaded lamps on café tables casted a dim glow throughout the club. The music was being played live by a trio of older gentleman set precariously on a stage too small for them and their instruments. The sound of a cocktail glass placed on the marble topped bar got James attention. He turned to see the bartender place his martini in front of him.
“Want to start a tab?”
“Sure, why not?”
“I don’t really give a damn whether you do or not, sonny. What’ll it be?”
James let a smirk escape after a brief moment of feeling insulted. “Start a tab for me.”
The bartender nodded and walked away. James brought his drink to his lips. The smell of gin and lime filled his senses as he took the first sip.
“Not a very likeable character now, is he?”
James held his drink at his lips as he thought to gain recognition of the voice. Slowly he lowered his glass and set it on the bar top before raising his eyes to see Remy standing next to him.
“May I?” He motioned to the bar stool in front of him.
Swallowing hard, James could only manage a small nod of approval. Remy looked so fucking hot. Maybe it was because he hadn’t seen him in a week but James didn’t think so. The man was just simply gorgeous, no matter what. James watched as Remy maneuvered his body to sit on the stool. Grabbing a section of the material of his pants leg at his thigh, he hitched the pant leg up, giving himself more room in the crotch of his pants.
“What can I get ya’?” The gruff bartender had returned.
“Same,” Remy said pointing to James’ drink.
“Put it on my tab,” James told the bartender. And to Remy he said, “May as well since he went through the trouble of setting one up for me.”
Remy smiled. James dick twitched and cursed softly.
“What?”
James looked at Remy questioningly.
“You cursed.” Placing his elbow on the bar and his head in his hand, Remy leaned forward, closer to James. From this position, he stared into James eyes and waited for James to reply.
Those piercing blue fucking eyes, James thought as he let himself get lost in them. Sensing the danger of allowing himself to do so, he answered Remy.
“You smiled.”
“My smile caused you to curse?” And still he sat smiling at James.
“No, my dick twitching because you smiled at me caused me to curse.”
The wet tip of Remy’s tongue came out and slid across his bottom lip. Neither broke eye contact. James could feel his jaw tighten in frustration. The bartender placed Remy’s drink in front him and walked away. Still without breaking eye contact Remy picked up his drink and took a swallow.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Natalie Alder

I write stories about romance. They center on learning about the characters backgrounds, personalities and life circumstances that mold them into who they are and how they love.

I am a sassy 40-something year old. I live in a quiet farming town in New England with my husband of fifteen years and our three rescued cats. After college I facilitated improvement in the physical abilities of children and the elderly then took the opportunity to enjoy my creative side. I love to sew, knit, write…sing and drink martinis (not necessarily at the same time).

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☩REVIEW & GIVEAWAY: Blood of Eve by Pam Godwin☩

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Two years into the aphid plague, there’s little hope left. Food and ammo are scarce. The mutated monsters are growing faster, smarter. And the ratio of men to women is millions to one. Mankind faces imminent extinction.

But Evie carries a cure for women.

Fiercely protected by three men, she sets out to heal as many infected females as possible. The journey becomes more complicated as her feelings for her guardians evolve, and theirs for her intensify.

When a voice from the past prophesies a solution for the dying race, she must make a choice.

Will she survive for love?
Or will she die for it?

☩☩MY REVIEW☩☩

BLOOD OF EVE by Pam Godwin
A BLOODY APOCALYPSE PAST GENTLE
The Story Continues…
Evie, Jesse, Rourk, and Micho

I just finished… like an hour ago… the hubs walked in on me bauling my eyes out! I couldn’t form any coherent words to tell him why I was weeping or how this book changed my life! I just sat there, smoke in hand, cocktail at the ready, tear streaming down my face and sighed. Pam, you have outdone yourself. Your writing, your imagination, and your characters are exquisite. I love you for putting this story down on paper!

Evie is my hero in every way, shape, and form. I will compare every main female character to her from this point forward. I’m quite certain only a few will match up. This woman saw death, decay, and hopelessness and faced it head on. She never gives up, she never wavers, and she always protects what’s rightfully hers… Jesse, Rourk, and Micho. Surviving the virus that engulfed the Earth, fighting aphids, dodging the Drone, and looking for nymphs has become her daily creed. She makes even the most dangerous of the badasses look like a freakin’ child. I will love her till my dying day.

Jesse is a man of few words. He endures so much pain and hardship yet barely shows his feelings and never complains. Although he may not tell you what he’s thinking, you’ll know by the look on his face that you’re better off leaving him the fuck alone. To me he was always Evie’s main protector. His love for her never faltered. He dealt with many obstacles and barriers when it came to her, but his love is true and his love is one of a kind.

Rourk “Father Mahony” cracked my right the fuck up! How Pam came up with all his dialogue I’ll never know. Amidst his humor lies a man who would lay down his life for the love of Evie. He’s not your traditional priest. He’s a post apocalyptic priest. One with more questions than answers, but with the love a good woman, a strong adherent, and his sword I have no doubt he’ll find what he’s been searching for.

God, how do I talk about Micho? I love this man with my entire being. He scared the ever-loving shit outta me. His puzzling persona drove me over the edge multiple times. He’s emotional, he’s large and in charge, and he’s a fierce protector of Evie and her heart. I can’t say that I always liked him, but in the end, I fell head of heels in love with this mysterious man. He fights an invisible demon within himself that seems to be killing him from the inside out. Although he started out ghastly, he won me over and I will pine for him the rest of my days.

The supporting character cast is vast in this story and I’m positive it will get larger before it’s all over. One honorable mentioned would be Shea. She’s a my kinda girl. Evie and her seem to be two peas in pod and I’m hopeful I’ll see more of her in the last installment, Dawn of Eve, coming sometime in 2016. Another honorable mentioned would be Link. This guy, to be honest, is a tad bit fucked up. He should come with a disclaimer… “Lives by the motto, Destroy what destroys you” He’s a natural born killer and he’s a man of many skills. The list could go on and on, but I’ll stop there or I fear I’ll run outta clever things to say!! lol!

To wrap this up… in a nutshell… I could not put this down. Sure there were the occasional stints of work, family, and bullshit, but for the most part, I kept a diligent pace till I uttered the last words. The characters drew me back into one of the most invigorating stories I’ve ever encountered in my life. The dialogue flowed nicely and everything within these pages made me feel like I was there. Down to the description of the landscape, I could feel it, I could smell it, and I lived it! Every page, every chapter was gripping and spellbinding. It lead me to a climax that I most certainly will never forget and am still reliving it as I type this sentence. I love you Pam Godwin and your fucked up mind!

10 Mutha Fuckin’ STARS

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If you haven’t already… Check out Book 1

Dead of Eve

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Pam Godwin, lives in the Midwest with her husband, their two children, and a foulmouthed parrot. When she ran away, she traveled fourteen countries across five continents, attended three universities, and married the vocalist of her favorite rock band.
Java, tobacco, and dark romance novels are her favorite indulgences, and might be considered more unhealthy than her aversion to sleeping, eating meat, and dolls with blinking eyes.

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