Author Name: Julie
Lynn Hayes
Book Name: When
Will I Be Loved
Release
Date: June 7, 2015
Blurb:
Miller
Fenwick wants the kind of happy ending his best friend got, with the hunky
werewolf of his dreams. Trouble is, there doesn’t seem to be a Prince Charming
on the horizon, and casual encounters don’t cut it anymore. Now that Alexx and
Raoul are engaged, Miller is becoming resigned to being the bridesmaid, never
the bride. But a chance encounter with a sexy stranger at Charisma has his
hopes soaring, and his heart is wide open to possibilities.
Holt
Wynne is the head of Helios, the largest vampire organization in the country.
He’s a very influential and wealthy man, with a deep-seated hatred of
werewolves. His running into Miller at Charisma isn’t entirely accidental. He’d
meant to wait, but his emotions got the better of him, and he couldn’t stay away.
And now see what he’s done…
Wait
until Miller finds out he’s sortof just gotten married to the sexy vampire who
hates the people who are Miller’s best friends. Sparks are gonna fly—and not
just in the bedroom. One thing for sure—life in Crescent Bay is never dull!
Excerpt:
Miller forced himself to take a breath,
unaware until he did that he’d stopped breathing.
Quit
being ridiculous. Wine going to your head already?
But he’d only had the one glass. And he
hadn’t even finished that. He wasn’t such a lightweight, when it came to
holding his alcohol, and he knew it.
He told himself it was just his
imagination. But just to be safe, he began a slow cautious turn, looking around
him, without appearing to be searching for anything—or anyone.
And there he was.
Standing a heartbeat away from Miller was
one of the sexiest men he’d ever seen in his life. A man every bit as sexy as
Raoul Marchand, although not in the same feral way as the werewolf.
This man was light where Raoul was dark.
His hair was a honey blonde which stood out by virtue of being obviously
natural, in a place where most blondes were either created by the sun or came
from a bottle. He stood a little taller than Miller, exuding a presence that
went beyond the merely physical, possessed of the bearing and mien of a
veritable god.
But it was his eyes that drew Miller in
and held him spellbound. Blue and green, like staring into tropical waves,
flecked with bits of pure molten gold. And the way he was staring at Miller was
sending the most delicious shivers traveling up and down his spine.
The man took a step toward Miller, his
hand outstretched. Before Miller quite realized what had happened, he’d placed his
own hand inside of the other man’s, and he found himself being drawn onto the
dance floor.
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About
the author:
Julie Lynn Hayes first began publishing short
stories and poetry in the 1990’s, when it was a different ballgame altogether,
and Ebooks hadn’t been dreamed of yet. That changed in 2010 with the acceptance
of her first romance novel. She’s come a long way since that first book
appeared, and is finding the journey a very educational one.
She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and
her cat Ramesses. She often writes of two men finding true love and happiness
in one another’s arms, and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She
likes to write in different genres, to stretch herself in order to see what is
possible. Her great challenge is to be told something can’t be done—she feels
compelled to do it.
When she isn’t writing, she enjoys crafts, such as
crocheting and cross stitch, needlepoint and knitting, and she loves to cook,
spending time watching the Food Network. Her favorite chef is Geoffrey
Zakarian. Her family thinks she’s a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to
the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all. Her published works
can be found at Dreamspinner Press, eXtasy Books, Wayward Ink Press, and Amber
Quill Press.
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Thanks so much for having me on your blog, Nephy! *hugs*
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