- Hartwood Publishing
- Release Date
- February 2015
Erotic Romance, Paranormal Romance, Vamps & Shifters Romance
Can Bandit live up to his nickname and steal Kata's heart?
Bandit Jackson is a Rogue wolf who lives for the moment. He makes out like a bandit in all walks of life. No commitments, no strings, tons of women, wine, and eclectic gourmet food. The last thing he needs is a woman on the run with a toddler.
Mar 02, 2015 [ OFFICIAL REVIEW ]
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The last thing Rogue Shifter Bandit Winston expects to find is a woman on the run with a toddler in tow. But he soon realizes that she is his mate and he'll have to live up to his nickname and steal her heart before she takes off again in this riveting paranormal romance.
Kata's on the run after having her entire life turned upside down and hardly believing what she's been told, but here she is, searching for sanctuary for herself and her younger sister. The reader can't help but get drawn into the story as Kata and her sister capture the heart, and Bandit steals the hearts with his dominant and sexy alpha ways. The strong compelling characters grab the attention right from the very beginning and the fast paced and smooth flowing plot keeps readers engaged until the very end with lots of suspense and romance. The attraction between Kata and Bandit sizzles with fiery intensity from the very beginning and flares out of control with some red hot sex scenes but the relationship will take some work as Kata has had a lot thrown at her in a short amount of time.
Expectation builds throughout as the Prymal Pack uncovers more of Kata's story and learns some surprising revelations regarding her family and just why her life is in danger. The well written scenes and details make it easy for the reader to picture each and every scene as it is happening, ensuring that they get caught up in the story. The well orchestrated suspense ensures that they can't put the book down.
I haven't read the first two books in the series (yet) but I had no trouble catching on to the author's fascinating shifter world that is full of intriguing characters and interesting and different elements. This story had a special bonus--a very charming little heartbreaker that completely won over my heart.
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BOOK INTERVIEW on March 2015
Interview by Laura
Jianne, welcome once again to The Romance Reviews. We're excited to hear your third book in the Prymal series is out!
Q: Which is titled PRYMAL PASSION. What has the series arc been so far? What's happened by now in the Prymal world?
In Prymal Passion we get the first hint of what the enemy, the Jaeger, looks like. I don't want to spoil the surprise, so I'm not going to go into detail about that revelation.
Q: Tell us more about Bandit Winston. What makes him a swoon worthy hero?
I love Bandit because he's earthy and carnal and he adores women. He has three sisters and is totally over-protective and a complete sucker for strays.
Q: What has made him resigned to a life without a mate?
He's thirty-seven and figures he's never going to find his one true love, so he's resigned himself to a mediocre existence, but wants to help raise children, maybe find a widow and support her and her kids.
Q: Who is Kata? Where did she come from? What kind of woman is she?
Kata discovers she's not who she has always believed she is. How could she not know she was half-Wylfen? For most of the story Kata struggles to reconcile who she thought she was with who she really is and accept the wild ‘wolf' part of her.
Q: What makes Kata and Bandit perfect for each other?
Bandit and Kata are ying and yang and fit together perfectly. Bandit's over-protective, comfortable with himself, and has no trouble at all expressing his emotions—even the female side of him. Kata, on the other hand, has repressed her emotions all her life. She's cynical and doesn't believe in love at first sight, while Bandit sure does.
Q: What's the most romantic moment between the two?
I love this scene when Kata finally begins to accept the Wylfen part of her:
Her insides went all marshmallow gooey. For there in the middle of the fairy ring, Bandit was on his hands and knees with Natusya riding on his back. He gave a little buck, and Natusya chortled and clung onto the harness loose T-shirt he wore.
Had she won the love lottery or what?
Right at that moment, Bandit turned his head, stared directly at her, and smiled. "Mornin' mate. Come join us."
She frowned. For she had heard his greeting clearly, and he hadn't shouted or yelled, but spoke at a decibel level equal to them being in the same room together. Her eyes widened. "Can you hear me?"
"Perfectly. We'll come to you." With that he rearranged Natusya, stood, and stepped out of the fairy ring.
She traced their path until they disappeared from her view. On autopilot, she quickly showered, brushed her teeth, dressed in a pair of new jeans and a Christmas-themed sweater, and headed for the kitchen.
Bandit waited for her at the bottom of the stairs sans Natusya. "Our girl's gone to uncover hop-hop from her pile of toys in the crate."
Kata looked at the living room corner where the toy crate stood, and the tension she hadn't realized knitted her shoulders dissipated.
He drew her into his arms, caught her chin with his thumb and forefinger, and stared into her eyes. "I love you, mate."
Then he kissed her until her limbs went limp and she melted into his embrace. He eased away from her, and their gazes met. "Better?"
The dread and trepidation that had filled her vanished. So, she loved her alpha. Her admitting her love to herself and—sort of—to him hadn't wrought death and mayhem, hadn't caused that sense of impending doom she'd expected. In fact, she felt downright lightheaded and giddy dizzy with happiness.
"Yes. Perfect." How did he always know exactly what she needed?
Q: What's the most heartbreaking moment thus far in the series?
I love the scene where Sidonie's trying to accept the fact that her adopted brother, Davy's probably been killed and at the same time tries to internalize that her relationship with Brut's coming to a close.
Sidonie rinsed the toothpaste from her mouth and towel-patted dry the dampness around her chin. Brut's answer to her question about Davy had catapulted her over a depression precipice of Grand Canyon proportions. His honesty and precise estimate had been a brutal blow.
Alive? Fifty-fifty? Able to survive? Close to nil. The Jäeger don't leave witnesses.
Davy deserved joy and happiness. Not sadistic torture.
She stared unseeing at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, unable to utter a word after being so close to bawling her heart out. Melancholy, deep and dank, sank straight to her soles.
Confused and dejected by the brusque manner Brut had adopted since his return from Mexico, Sidonie yearned to curl into a ball and disappear into a black hole. He hadn't touched her once, and he avoided any direct eye contact.
No. She wouldn't succumb to misery and defeat. Talk it out.
"Stop it. You knew it was temporary." Saying the words aloud didn't alleviate her burgeoning despair. "Deal with it Sidonie Walker. You accepted the terms of this relationship. If it's over, it's fucking over."
"Sidonie Elizabeth Victoria Walker. You keep forgetting I'm a Rogue. I can hear every word you're saying."
Sidonie banged her forehead on the wall. Stupid. Idiot. Stupid.
The bathroom door slid open and Brut, arms hanging at his sides and sporting a turgid erection, stood there staring at her. Water droplets clung to the swirl of hair arrowing up from his groin.
"You had a shower?" What an asinine question. Of course he'd had a shower.
Brut waggled his brows. "Used Davy's shower. You looked like you needed some alone time. Guess I was wrong on that one."
Relieved tears misted her eyes when he hauled her into his embrace and buried his face in her hair. "Missed you, sunshine."
"I missed you, too." Her lips grazed his damp chest, and she licked his taste into her mouth.
"It's not over." He kissed her temple and combed her curls away from her face. "Did you want us over?"
"No and yes." Why couldn't she lie to this man? Why did she feel compelled to tell him all? "One minute I think it'd be easier and hurt less if you ended it right now. Then the second I finish that thought, I chase it away. I'm too greedy. I want every single moment of us together."
Sidonie knew she should break away from his stare, but he had her mesmerized. His pupils were fat and dilated and his amber irises held emerald smudges.
"Greedy for your sunshine." He trailed a finger along the ridge of her jaw and pressed his thumb to the center of her mouth. "You smile sunshine."
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And in Prymal Passion when Kata accepts her that her brother's a monster:
Confused and petrified about the depths of her emotions, Kata dropped her head and rested her cheek face onto his chest. She hunted for what they'd been talking about. Taran. Jäeger. Britta. "Did Taran find anything else?"
"Cleanup hasn't begun on the buildings burned in the fire. Taran was able to locate Britta's condo. There wasn't much left of it—just the external walls. He picked up traces of two Jäegers. Since, as of now, there's no one hunting you on the net, and no one followed us on our outings today, my gut tells me Lionel the Second still doesn't know about you." He cupped her facechin.
"I want to believe you. Because that means we can live a normal life. I can find a good Montessori school for Natusya and look for a part-time job. Maybe even at the same school." Hope beat a tattered rhythm in her chest. Maybe, maybe, life as she knew it hadn't ended all together.
"Slow down. We've a few steps to take before it's safe enough to send your sister to school. It's going to take many more outings to convince me that no one's after you. There's another bit of good news too. Taran managed to bribe a hotel maid into collecting Lionel the Second's hairbrush."
Nausea welled up her throat. "God help me. I don't want proof that he's my brother. He killed our mother. I want never to know. I've been so avoiding thinking about that."
He cuddled her closer, cupped her jaw, and stared right at her. "DNA does not create a family. Ivana, Sofiya, Olena, and mostly Britta created a family for you. They're your real family. Forget the Raths. Concentrate on Natusya."
She focused on one of his statements. "What do you mean mostly Britta?"
"Isn't it obvious? She had to give up her own child to ensure that that child lived. If Lionel one had ever found out about what Britta did—there's no saying what he would've done. Your birth mother made the ultimate sacrifice, Kata, because she loved you and Natusya above all else."
His words stunned her, but made absolute sense. Britta had loved both her and Natusya.
Q: What scene was most difficult to write, either because of its emotional intensity or level of technical difficulty?
It was hard to write the scene where both Axe and Tania shifted in the first book, Prymal Lust. I found it difficult to balance the human/wolf sides of both of them. Here's what I finally came up with:
They went for a run right as dawn broke in a wild array of peach, grays, and yellows over the darkened shadows lining the jagged mountain peaks.
To Tania's surprise, the shifting went as easy as Axe had insisted it would.
She'd forgotten how being in wolf form magnified every sense. It was as if she'd never really smelled anything, heard anything, nuzzled anything before.
The last time she'd shifted had been a week before she got her first period. That had been almost thirteen years ago.
Tania heard with intense clarity the slightest rustle of a clump of long grasses. Every aroma seemed more pungent and easier to identify. Her paws anticipated changes in the texture of rubble and rock faster and more smoothly the longer they raced.
Her eyes grew more accustomed to the blackness nestled in the deepest crevices. When they paused panting at the top of a high boulder, the city lights winked magnificent kaleidoscope hues at them.
She picked up the odor of other shifters. Two males, one with a heavy layer of dark sensuality, the other overladen with sunshine.
Tania kept sneaking peeks at Axe.
In wolf form he was more beautiful than she'd ever have imagined. His fox like fur reminded her of an Irish setter. The heralding dawn proved the perfect foil for all the shades of burgundy, scarlet, and gold that streaked his sleek body.
She'd forgotten how shifting banished all human worries.
They ran side by side for miles.
He showed her a lazy river that sprouted over a series of remarkable vertical-drop shale boulders.
Axe led her downhill, right as the sun became a circle halved by the horizon.
When he nosed her back in the direction of his house, reluctance dogged her loping pace. She didn't want to lose the exquisite thrill of absolute freedom flooding her veins. Didn't want to have to face the inevitable issues slapping her in the face.
They mounted the steps to the deck.
He nudged her toward the far end and she spied an LCD keypad built into the wall where it met the wooden deck. Axe bumped his nose over the numbers and she yelped when the wolf-size equivalent of a hidden doggy-door shimmered into sight.
When he finally allowed her to shift back into her human form, Tania was shocked by the fiery electric bolt that struck her from head to sparking toes.
Before she could utter a word, he enfolded her in his arms caging her in an embrace so soothing, the sharp pain subsided at once. She tilted her head back to meet his gaze. His eyes held a glow she recognized right away.
Their lovemaking this time was unhurried.
His tongue remained coarse and nubby and he licked his way down her body. Not an ear whorl went unstamped. He marked her fingertips, the cusps of her shoulders, the backs of her knees, and the dimples above her ass.
Tania sparked with frustration. Her aching and greedy pussy clamored for his attention, for one swipe of Axe's remarkable, magical tongue. She waited for his claim bite, but it never came though he kissed the entire length of her neck for an eternity.
"Axe, I'm dying," she pleaded. "I claim you. Touch me there. Lick me there."
"No. When you claim me, I want you clear minded. I want you to know what you're doing," he whispered and lifted her hips before hammering into her.
Q: Who are some of your romance influences? What about your writing influences, if different?
Elizabeth Lowell, Johanna Lindsey – they're classic romance authors and I re-read their books often. Also Lisa Marie Rice—I love her Midnight series.
Q: What's up next in the Prymal series? Give us a sneak peek!
Prymal Hunger – Kydd Kolton's tale!
The Kydd, aka Kydd Kolton, leads a charmed life. A Rogue wolf and retired UFC fighter, he's parlayed his toned bod and surfer good looks into an acting career. Rich, famous, handsomer than sin, the Kydd's never had to lift more than a pinky or a perfect brow to snare a woman. Until he meets Helle, a human female, whose sole purpose in life is to torture him.
Q: What's up next for you?
I'm re-releasing new versions of my Hades Squad books. Sinner and Lucifer are now available for pre-order on Amazon. Devil and Demon will release in March this year, And drum roll…cymbal clash…the long awaited Satan will release in April.
Yay! Can't wait!
Award winning author, Jianne Carlo's motto is simple: Alpha Me Please.
While strong heroines, exotic locations, and cultural differences are her forte, she goes weak in the knees for warriors and alphas. Send her a man with an attitude and she'll find the right woman to tame him.
Jianne loves hot and spicy food, stomach-plunging park rides, and is kept on her toes by her Viking husband of thirty-five years, and three, handsome grown sons. There's nothing she likes more than hearing from readers.
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