It’s Tristan’s last year at Mountain Ridge University. He’s ready for some smooth sailing, including no girl drama. As a jaguar shifter, he’s not interested in a relationship, and certainly not a mate. Mia is the answer to what he’s looking for—playful, sassy, and seeking a bit of no- strings-attached fun.
But is there more to their relationship than either of them is willing to admit?
Ten Things You Didn’t Know About Misty Malloy
Hi there! I’m Misty Malloy and I write paranormal romance. Here are ten things you might not know about me:
1. I love to travel! My travel destinations frequently bring a lot of inspiration to my writing. I traveled to Prague last spring, and I’ve decided to use it as the location for my upcoming dragon shifter trilogy. The perfect place for some sexy, broody dragons!
2. I’m an editor for kids’ science books.
3. My favorite show is Game of Thrones. And my favorite character is…Daenerys! (Okay, I bet you thought I was going to say Jon Snow. My second fave for sure.) My husband and I are super geeky whenever we watch it, and always wear our GoT themed t-shirts.
4. I volunteer at our local animal shelter. I walk dogs, play with the cats, and give out lots of treats. I have a large, fluffy, and extremely rambunctious puppy at home that is supposed to be my office assistant, but frequently naps on the job.
5. I love brunch. I’m part of a brunch club with some of my close girlfriends. Mimosas! Coffee! Eggs! (Eggs are my favorite. I can eat them everyday.) YUM.
6. I’m a voracious reader. This started when I was a kid, and I always read every night before bed. Even though I use my Kindle a lot, I still prefer print books. There’s something so wonderful about the feel and smell of a real book.
7. I’m an early riser. I get up around 5 a.m. every day, make avocado toast, and sit down at my computer.
8. Cooking is one of my favorite activities. BUT… my skills could use a bit of improvement! I sometimes go rogue on recipes, or end up burning things, including non-food items like potholders. I’m also incredibly messy in the kitchen… it looks like a disaster area when I’m done!
9. I am a Zumba-holic. I take dance class about 2-3 times a week.
10. I sing in the car on a daily basis. I crank up the music and sometimes even do a little bit of car dancing. But I always keep my eyes on the road!
So, I’m going to add #11 just for fun. I love connecting with readers! Please reach out and say hi via social media or my email, mistymalloy@gmail.com. ☺
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1. I love to travel! My travel destinations frequently bring a lot of inspiration to my writing. I traveled to Prague last spring, and I’ve decided to use it as the location for my upcoming dragon shifter trilogy. The perfect place for some sexy, broody dragons!
2. I’m an editor for kids’ science books.
3. My favorite show is Game of Thrones. And my favorite character is…Daenerys! (Okay, I bet you thought I was going to say Jon Snow. My second fave for sure.) My husband and I are super geeky whenever we watch it, and always wear our GoT themed t-shirts.
4. I volunteer at our local animal shelter. I walk dogs, play with the cats, and give out lots of treats. I have a large, fluffy, and extremely rambunctious puppy at home that is supposed to be my office assistant, but frequently naps on the job.
5. I love brunch. I’m part of a brunch club with some of my close girlfriends. Mimosas! Coffee! Eggs! (Eggs are my favorite. I can eat them everyday.) YUM.
6. I’m a voracious reader. This started when I was a kid, and I always read every night before bed. Even though I use my Kindle a lot, I still prefer print books. There’s something so wonderful about the feel and smell of a real book.
7. I’m an early riser. I get up around 5 a.m. every day, make avocado toast, and sit down at my computer.
8. Cooking is one of my favorite activities. BUT… my skills could use a bit of improvement! I sometimes go rogue on recipes, or end up burning things, including non-food items like potholders. I’m also incredibly messy in the kitchen… it looks like a disaster area when I’m done!
9. I am a Zumba-holic. I take dance class about 2-3 times a week.
10. I sing in the car on a daily basis. I crank up the music and sometimes even do a little bit of car dancing. But I always keep my eyes on the road!
So, I’m going to add #11 just for fun. I love connecting with readers! Please reach out and say hi via social media or my email, mistymalloy@gmail.com. ☺
https://www.facebook.com/MistyMalloyBooks/
https://twitter.com/mistymalloybks
Newsletter subscribe page: https://www.subscribepage.com/d8l9w6
Mia padded softly along the rocky, moonlit trail. Her cat eyes were well-adjusted to the darkness, and she carefully took in all of her surroundings. The large, craggy boulders and tall saguaro cacti loomed high above her in the canyon, and the sounds of small animals rustling in the bushes called to the hunter in her. Mmm. Yum. She’d love to do some hunting…but it would have to wait for another time. For now, she had something a little tastier in mind.
Her paws barely made a sound as she traveled down the path. She stepped delicately around a particularly spiky plant—she’d learned the hard way a few nights ago when she’d had to end her run early due to a pawful of cactus stickers. On high alert, she scanned the trail for other prickly invaders.
She nimbly jumped onto a large boulder and sat back on her haunches. She sniffed the air. Her whiskers twitched. The smells of the desert filled her nostrils—pungent and crisp, scents of earth and life. Mia was learning to love the way the desert smelled after a rain.
It also smelled of him. Mia had picked up his scent several minutes ago, and she knew he was close. But where was he? He had suggested they meet on this trail, and, now, he wanted to play hard to get. That damn sneaky cat.
It was a good thing she wanted to play, too. She didn’t even care why he had been so pissed off earlier—she just wanted to see him. To touch him. To taste him. She’d gone off to college to have fun, and she sure as hell was determined to do so. She wanted to forget about Asher, Rob, and most of all, her father’s meddling in shit that didn’t concern him. Tonight, amidst the wide-open spaces of the canyon and the cool night air, she was going to do whatever the fuck she pleased.
She scanned the canyon walls. A flicker of movement on a rocky ledge nearby caught her attention. A flick of a tail. The soft glint of moonlight reflecting off keen, predatory eyes. Tristan. He knew she saw him, and he inched slowly out of the shadows, his belly low to the ground. A low rumble emanated from deep within his chest.
He walked out to the edge of the outcropping. The strength of his jaguar emanated from him, his sleek spotted body accentuated with powerful shoulders and legs. He was the biggest feline shifter she’d ever seen. The rumbling purr in his chest turned into a fierce roar, vibrating across the canyon walls.
Oh, yes. A shudder went down Mia’s spine, electrifying all the nerves in her body. She wanted nothing more than to rub herself all over him. She purred, her insides turning into delightfully liquid goo as she thought about how his beautiful fur would feel against hers. His gaze penetrated her, ready to devour her. He was the predator…and she was his prey tonight.
Oh, yeah? Well, you can come and get it, then, big boy. You wanted to run tonight, so we’ll run.
Mia rose, standing strong on her lean, powerful legs. She belted out the loudest roar she could muster. Then she turned on her heels and bolted down the path.
She had no problem with the jaguar devouring every inch of her body tonight. But he’d have to catch her, first.
Her paws barely made a sound as she traveled down the path. She stepped delicately around a particularly spiky plant—she’d learned the hard way a few nights ago when she’d had to end her run early due to a pawful of cactus stickers. On high alert, she scanned the trail for other prickly invaders.
She nimbly jumped onto a large boulder and sat back on her haunches. She sniffed the air. Her whiskers twitched. The smells of the desert filled her nostrils—pungent and crisp, scents of earth and life. Mia was learning to love the way the desert smelled after a rain.
It also smelled of him. Mia had picked up his scent several minutes ago, and she knew he was close. But where was he? He had suggested they meet on this trail, and, now, he wanted to play hard to get. That damn sneaky cat.
It was a good thing she wanted to play, too. She didn’t even care why he had been so pissed off earlier—she just wanted to see him. To touch him. To taste him. She’d gone off to college to have fun, and she sure as hell was determined to do so. She wanted to forget about Asher, Rob, and most of all, her father’s meddling in shit that didn’t concern him. Tonight, amidst the wide-open spaces of the canyon and the cool night air, she was going to do whatever the fuck she pleased.
She scanned the canyon walls. A flicker of movement on a rocky ledge nearby caught her attention. A flick of a tail. The soft glint of moonlight reflecting off keen, predatory eyes. Tristan. He knew she saw him, and he inched slowly out of the shadows, his belly low to the ground. A low rumble emanated from deep within his chest.
He walked out to the edge of the outcropping. The strength of his jaguar emanated from him, his sleek spotted body accentuated with powerful shoulders and legs. He was the biggest feline shifter she’d ever seen. The rumbling purr in his chest turned into a fierce roar, vibrating across the canyon walls.
Oh, yes. A shudder went down Mia’s spine, electrifying all the nerves in her body. She wanted nothing more than to rub herself all over him. She purred, her insides turning into delightfully liquid goo as she thought about how his beautiful fur would feel against hers. His gaze penetrated her, ready to devour her. He was the predator…and she was his prey tonight.
Oh, yeah? Well, you can come and get it, then, big boy. You wanted to run tonight, so we’ll run.
Mia rose, standing strong on her lean, powerful legs. She belted out the loudest roar she could muster. Then she turned on her heels and bolted down the path.
She had no problem with the jaguar devouring every inch of her body tonight. But he’d have to catch her, first.
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