Mini Tour: The Howling Heart by April Bostic
Book: The Howling Heart
Author: April Bostic
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Paige Donovan is an ambitious college
graduate who aspires to reach the top of the corporate ladder. She’s
climbing fast when given the promotion of a lifetime at a prestigious
fashion magazine in New York City. Her bright future comes to an
unexpected halt after news of her father’s death. She inherits his
old cabin in the Colorado Rockies, and just when she thinks her luck
couldn’t get any worse, she has a car accident in the mountains and
awakens in the small, remote community of Black River.
Soon, she’s engulfed in the mystical
world of Varulv---wolves descended from 13th century Scandinavia and
blessed by Norse gods with the ability to appear human. Paige is
desperate to return home, but never expects to fall for her rescuer,
Riley Gray, a charming young werewolf from England who offers her an
alternate future with his pack.
Now, she must choose between the career
she’s always wanted and the love she’s always dreamed.
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I felt feverish, and I couldn't move. I
tried to open my eyes, but something heavy weighed on my eyelids.
Although I couldn't see or move, I
heard voices around me. The first one was female, and she had an
English accent like Sheriff Gray. "She's still got a fever."
Then, I heard a male voice. "What
if she doesn't wake up?" He had the same accent, but he wasn’t
the sheriff.
At that moment, I realized they were
talking about me. "Don't worry...she will."
"It's my fault. Dad’s going to
bloody kill me."
"It's not your fault. Stop saying
that. She’ll be okay, and Dad will understand."
"I shouldn't have brought her
here."
"You did the right thing by
bringing her here. I can take care of her."
There was a momentary pause. "What
if she finds out?"
"That's for Dad to decide."
The voices faded in and out. Sleep bore
down on me, but the last words I heard from the man stuck in my head.
"I'll watch over her."
A severely dry mouth and splitting
headache interrupted my peaceful sleep. I couldn’t hear the two
voices, but I heard breathing in my left ear like someone was
sleeping next to me. I tried to open my eyes so that I could ask them
for water and medicine for my headache. The weight on my eyes was
gone, so I tried to open them, but they felt sticky this time. I
struggled to peel them open, blinking rapidly to loosen my eyelashes.
When I finally opened my eyes, they
felt swollen. The pain in my head spread throughout my entire body.
Dim light surrounded me in this strange room. I lay on a bed and
looked up at the ceiling. I tried to speak, but my throat was dry.
Only a quiet wheeze escaped. A low groan followed as my headache
pounded against my temples. I still felt hot and sweaty. Layers of
blankets covered me, and I wanted to yank them off. When I touched my
abdomen, I wore nothing but my bra and panties.
My eyes darted around the unfamiliar
room. On the wall, I noticed a shadow of something next to me. What
the hell is that? I turned my head and saw a candle in the window,
but what cast the shadow scared me to death. A large, white wolf lay
on the floor beside me. There was no mistaking it for a dog. The bed
was low to the floor, and its head was close to mine. I opened my
mouth wide, prepared to scream, but wheezes and weak gasps escaped,
instead. I thrashed my head against the pillow, as if the motions
would turn up the volume in my voice. Finally, a shriek pushed
through my sandpaper throat. It was a high-pitched squeal at first,
but then, it burst forth and filled the room. I sat up quickly.
Aching pain tore through my body, and I heard my bones crack.
The wolf awoke with a start. It jerked
its head up, and glowing, yellow eyes blinked until they settled on
me. I shrank away from it, nearly falling off the bed, screaming
until I went hoarse and gasped for breath. The wolf stood on all
fours, its size definitely that of a Great Dane. Our gazes locked for
a brief moment before the animal ran out the room. I sat against the
headboard, clutching the blankets against my chest. I was alone and
terrified. Within seconds, tears trickled down my cheeks.
April Bostic is a New Jersey-based,
Adult Romance author who enjoys unleashing her creativity and letting
her imagination run wild. Her love of romance books inspired her to
become not just a reader, but also a writer. In December 2008, she
self-published her first novel, a contemporary romance with a
supernatural twist entitled "A Rose to the Fallen".
Her first short story, "Right
Here, Right Now", released in January 2012, is an erotic romance
with a dash of S&M. The following year, she released two more
short stories: a romantic urban fantasy inspired by the Greek myth of
Eros and Psyche entitled "Eros, My Love", and a sexy
romantic comedy entitled "Love Addiction".
After five years, she released her
second novel, "The Howling Heart" in August 2013, a
paranormal romance that delves into the mystical world of werewolves
and Norse gods. To end her busiest year in publishing, April also
released her fourth short story in December 2013, a historical
paranormal romance entitled "A Dark Scandal".
Thank you for joining my book tour and promoting The Howling Heart.
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