A romance worth fighting for—tooth and claw.
Solitary vampire Fallon Underwood gets all the social interaction he needs being the silent partner at the Dead and Breakfast B and B high in the Colorado mountains. Change is hard for Fallon, so when his business partner, Tanner, suggests hiring a new manager for the inn, he’s adamant that they don’t need help, especially not in the form of bouncy werecat Carter Hughes.
Carter is a happy-go-lucky kitty, and he loves the hospitality industry, so the D and B ought to be a great place for him. He falls for Fallon as soon as he picks up one of Fallon’s novels and begins to woo the vamp with gifts. When Fallon finally succumbs to Carter’s feline charms, the results are unexpected, to say the least. Their mating will have irreversible consequences—for their bodies and their hearts.
Title: Fangs and Catnip
Series: Dead and Breakfast
Author: Julia Talbot
Release Date: December 1, 2017
Category: Paranormal: Vampires, Paranormal: Shifters, Fantasy: Urban, Dreamspun Beyond
Pages: 220
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Dreamspinner Press
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I’m here to give you an exclusive excerpt to Fangs and Catnip, my very first Dreamspun Beyond from Dreamsinner Press.
Carter is the new manager at the Dead and Breakfast Inn, and he falls for vampire silent partner Fallon, who is sure they don’t need a were-cougar as a manager…
Carter bit his lip.
Should he give Fallon the gift in person, or just leave it like he had the movies? The box in his hands held just a bunch of used books, but Tanner had said Fallon loved this series….
“You going to go up there?” Jami asked. The night auditor was a slim, dapper vamp who looked like he was turned when he was maybe fifteen. Tanner said he was eighty now.
“Yeah. Yeah, I found these books….” Because he totally wasn’t smitten. Totally.
He opened the box, showing Jami, whose eyes widened. “Are they for the library?”
The five vintage Dark Shadows books by the Paperback Gothic Library gleamed a dull gold. “Not unless Fallon doesn’t like them, I guess.”
“If he doesn’t, I’ll take them. Seriously, why can’t a cute shifter woo me?” Jami widened his big blue eyes even more.
“You need a big bad wolf, man. Someone who will turn you inside out.” Jami liked to act all calm and kind of superior, but Carter had seen him dance under the moon to Enya. He was a sensitive soul.
“Yeah. I’ll be lucky to find a tentacle monster to suck me.”
Carter fought the urge to put a hand over his crotch. Ack. “Uh, do we have a lot of those? As guests?”
“No. In fact, I’ll go with never. I imagine they find it challenging to travel….”
“I guess so. I know a lot of them are aquatic.” He tucked the box under his arm. “You think Fallon will like them?”
“I don’t know him well, sweet. But if Tanner says he will…. Good luck, then. You’re doing good.” Jami patted his arm.
He hoped so. He personally thought he had lost his mind, but he couldn’t seem to stop. Fallon called to him. Carter grinned, feeling a bit self-conscious, but Jami gave him a sweet smile, so genuine he relaxed.
“Thanks,” Carter said. “I just… I want to get to know him. I like to give people things too, to make them smile.”
“You’re a good kid, honey. Seriously. So good.”
“I try. Sometimes I feel like a derp.” He chugged along most days doing his best.
“Don’t we all? That doesn’t improve with age.”
“No? Rats.” He winked. “Did you need anything before we change shifts?”
“I don’t, honey. Go with my blessing. Good luck.”
“Thanks!” He took a deep breath before charging up the stairs.
He knocked on the door, breathing in and out, calming himself down.
“Did we take in a were-water-buffalo as a guest?” Fallon asked when he opened the door.
“Possibly, but I didn’t sign him in.”
“Ha. Can I help you, Carter? I’m trying to work.” Fallon’s expression was austere, but Carter thought he saw amusement dancing in those dark green eyes.
“I found these books. I thought you might like them.” See him, see him be calm. He pulled the box out from under his arm so he could hand it over, then waited, his face flaming.
“Really, Carter, the last thing I need is more—” Fallon broke off when he looked into the box. And he stared. Without saying anything.
“They seemed up your alley. And you can never have too many books, right?”
“They’re amazing.” Fallon smiled. Really smiled, wide enough that fang slipped out. “I love these books. How did you ever find them?”
“Oh, my uncle in Boulder owns a used bookstore. I just called him.”
Fallon carefully closed the box. “Thank you.”
Stories that leave a mark. Julia Talbot loves romance across all the genders and genres, and loves to write about people working to see past the skin they’re in to love what lies beneath. Julia Talbot lives in the great mountain and high desert Southwest, where there is hot and cold running rodeo, cowboys, and everything from meat and potatoes to the best Tex-Mex. A full time author, Julia has been published by Dreamspinner and Changeling Press among many others. She believes that everyone deserves a happy ending, so she writes about love without limits, where boys love boys, girls love girls, and boys and girls get together to get wild, especially when her crazy paranormal characters are involved. She also writes BDSM and erotic romance as Minerva Howe. Find Julia at @juliatalbot on Twitter, or at www.juliatalbot.com “The mountains are calling, and I must go”
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