Ask For the Moon by Rochelle Paige – Release Blitz and Excerpt

Ask for the Moon
Rochelle Paige
Genre: Paranormal
Romance
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BLURB:
A determined
alpha + An unsuspecting wallflower = A sexy surprise!
Seth Bashar
carries the weight of the shifter world on his shoulders as the head of their
council. Or at least it’s felt that way ever since he attempted the
impossible—uniting witches and shifters. As he tries to maintain the delicate
balance, finding his fated mate is more vital than ever.
Jane Smith
has no responsibilities to anyone but herself. Finally. She’s more than happy
to fade into the woodwork. When her favorite customer, Gerri Wilder, insists on
setting her up on a blind date, she reluctantly agrees.
It was only
supposed to be a harmless night of fun… until it was more. Until he was
everything.

 

 

EXCERPT
The bell
above the door to the shop announced the arrival of another customer, and my
breath froze in my lungs when I glanced up and saw the man walking towards me.
He was most definitely a shifter—tall, dark, and handsome. Screw handsome, he
was more than that. He was downright gorgeous. Thick, black hair. A chiseled
jaw covered with scruff. Plump lips that I could too easily picture trailing
down my naked skin. Broad shoulders, tapered waist, and long legs that quickly
ate up the space between us. He was easily a half foot taller than my five feet
nine inches. I felt downright dainty standing in front of him.
He looked
completely out of place in the store; the proverbial bull in a china shop. That
didn’t stop me from having to fight the urge to leap over the counter and into
his arms, though. My wolf pushed for control, and it was a struggle I hadn’t
felt in years. I’d been keeping her on a tight leash—one she’d seemed content
to stay on. Until now. Until him.
I spotted
the brown paper bag in his hand, and realization dawned. “Gerri sent you?”
“Yes,” he
rasped.
I eyed him
up and down, taking in the way the black material of his shirt was stretched
taut by his muscles and how his jeans molded his legs. Looking at him, it was
impossible to argue that my vibrator was getting the job done. Not when he was
an alternative.
“Wow,” I
breathed out. “You’re the guy she wants to set me up on a blind date with?”
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