Title: Chosen for
Blood
Author: Tamela Maloney
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: Dec 20 2013
Blurb/Synopsis:
Summary
Being a
beautiful competitive standout in a male dominant territory would be any
feminists dream until it gets you noticed by the wrong man. Robyn Woods
survives hair raising predicaments when she turns away from a handsome alpha
that has chosen her. She discovers how complicated life can get when the
werewolf and her would be mother-in-law take a bite out of all her plans.
Synopsis
Twenty-two year
old college star athlete, Robyn Woods, is approached at the campus gym late one
night by an obvious admirer but she can’t help but notice he’s not looking at
the usual curves most men pay attention to. His eyes are scrolling over her
biceps, six pack abs and even the muscles on her legs seem to please him. As if
this moment couldn’t get any more awkward than it already has, he then asks her
if she is an alpha, beta or omega. “Whatever
happened to guys asking you for your number?”
She doesn’t have
much time to process the question as she senses the energy in the air beginning
to stir. She feels the hair on the back of her neck flare up and she pans
around the room. The intentions of her new admirer no longer concern her due to
her father’s unexpected visit. The uncomfortable feeling of being on edge is
replaced by a very bad feeling in her bones, “What’s happened?” she wonders.
After getting the
mother of all bombs dropped on her, she throws herself into her workouts as a
way to deal with her mother’s death and the fact that her father and sister
have already moved to a new town without her. A monthly membership to a gym is
much cheaper than therapy these days.
As the semester
comes to an end and the summer begins, she joins them. Robyn realizes that in
the two months’ time they’ve lived there, her father not only knows everyone
but everyone seems to know him, too well, and the weirdness begins.
His reason for
moving them there was for safety concerns, after all her mother’s murderer was
never caught. But as Robyn gets to know the area and the people in it she
learns her father has moved them to a town where girls are disappearing left
and right.
Robyn has always
thought her father’s life was routine, boring and mediocre but now she knows
not everything is how it seems. And what’s up with her senses? Not only are
they on high alert 24/7 but they are empowering her in ways that even she knows
is not normal.
The aggressiveness
in Robyn finds a competitor to square off with. Her sister’s new boyfriend is
not only good looking but he is well preserved with a set of fangs! Robyn feels
sucker punched when she finds out that not only does her sister know her
boyfriend shouldn’t exist but she’s digging it too!
Aggravated with
the secrets that have been kept from her, Robyn is ready to pull up stakes and
head back to her hometown for good but another pair of fangs takes a bite out
of her plans.
A very powerful
alpha werewolf who has put off choosing a mate up until now has taken an
interest in her. Robyn’s mentality is put to the real test when she helps
unravel the mystery of the girls’ disappearing and comes to the realization
that she is no match for the werewolf or her soon to be mother-in-law.
Encouraged by his
mother, the alpha male has forced Robyn to be a part of his life, pack
life. When her father finds out she has
been bitten by him he does the only thing he can think of to save her and
that’s to challenge the alpha for the rights to his own daughter. Eric Elder, a
vampire whose power is equal to that in status of the werewolf that has bitten
Robyn, shocks everyone with his sudden interest in helping his loyal guardian’s
daughter. Robyn questions Eric’s intentions and denies him the trust that is
needed to see his plan through. Her father’s brave attempt and Eric’s
generosity changes the fate of all their lives and leaves everyone including
the vampires and werewolves of the community wondering one thing, “Will she or
will she not turn?”
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Tamela Maloney wasn’t what you would call an army brat
growing up but she sure moved around a lot like one. Although she made friends wherever her family
lived she would still get bored. To keep
herself company until the next move she would daydream about imaginary
playmates in other worlds filled with plenty of monsters. Today she’s forty-something and has plenty of
friends, “all real!” she’s happy to report.
However, she daydreams more now than ever before. “There are some people who live in a dream
world and there are some who face reality.
I decided to turn one into the other and they mesh well for me!” She didn’t always have time for writing, she
use to sit down at a desk in a small office for a while until she had an
epiphany. At the end of the day she
didn’t feel good enough about herself.
“Anybody could do what I did, it wasn’t enough for me.” So with wanting to make a difference, she
found a job that allowed her to do just that.
She now works with children with special needs. Although it’s not as financially rewarding as
her desk job was it is emotionally rewarding.
“It feels good to know that I help make a child’s day easier and more
enjoyable.” So along with being a hobby
writer and a Good Samaritan she is also a wife and a mother of two or four if
you count the dogs. She has a long list
of loves and likes, but an even longer list of hates. She admits she’s a creature of habit and
doesn’t like her routine fudged with.
Here’s a few that round off the top of all three. For one, she’s an internet nut but yet
electronically challenged. She hates
technology; it’s a flaw of hers that drives her husband batty. Second, she likes popcorn and peanut
butter—not together though. Last but not
least, she loves life, her family, things that make her go “hmm..,” lemon in
her water and dachshunds. “My wiener, Moose, is a werewolf at
heart. He’s my biggest supporter. My other wiener Libby doesn’t get it. She doesn’t understand why Moose wants to sit
next to me while I bang away on the square black thing with the long cord she
can’t chew on.” You can find her
book, Chosen for Blood, on Amazon. Book
two, not yet titled, is in the works.
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Excerpt
“Your father has kept you girls away from pack life. You’ve only been here a couple of days but Raylyn has been here several months now.” She said it with a serious tone and look to her and I knew I wasn’t going to like the last part at all.
“They’ve
seen Raylyn and want her,” she confessed.
“Raylyn!”
“Your
father is a very strong alpha and if they are choosing their mates based on
pack ranking and bloodlines then of course they will want her and you, once
they learn of your existence,” she said. She had a look to her and I watched
her glance down both tunnels as she walked over to them. She stood in front of
them blocking me. The worried expression on her face turned into a serious one.
“What is
it?” I asked peeking around her to see.
“I’m worried
which tunnel you will choose,” she said. I could tell she was very concerned.
“Why, what’s
down there?” I knew this was the actual part I wasn’t going to like.
“If Raylyn
was taken and thrown into a pit to fight what would happen to her?” she asked
me.
“You sound
like dad, don’t say that. I don’t want to think about it,” I said with tears
wanting to form in my eyes now. Raylyn being attacked and bitten was
unconceivable.
“Libby
said they wanted her.”
“Then we
will have to protect her.” To me it was the only solution to this problem.
Someone would have to stay with Raylyn 24/7. “I’ll stay with her.”
“You can’t
always fight her battles Robyn. If you try then the same thing that happened to
your mother will happen to her,” she said and for a second I thought I heard a
high pitch scream that only lasted a second. I looked down the tunnel it came
from and that made me wonder why Linda was worried about what tunnel I would
chose.
“What’s at
the end of this tunnel?” I asked pointing down it.
“A much
needed reality check,” she said and then stood in my way blocking my view of
it.
“At the end of this tunnel is an arena that has been used for many things
and training our wolves to fight is one good purpose it’s served.”
“Alright,
who was screaming just now?” I asked.
“It’s not
just the werewolves she’ll have to be prepared to fight. There are vampires and
humans helping these wolves,” she said trying to keep my attention on her.
“Linda,
where’s Raylyn?” I was getting firm with her.
“She’s
learning how to survive.”
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