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ABOUT
Jess Buffett was born and
raised in New South Wales, Australia. She married her high school sweetheart
and they live on the Central Coast with their two children. Jess is a
hopeless romantic who loves stories about true love that sizzle with a happy
ending—which is probably a good thing given what she writes. She is a huge fan
of M/M and M/F romance—anything with hunky men in all their glory, whether they
be shifters, vampires, cowboys, or the boy next door. Jess is a firm believer
in soul mates, happily-ever-afters, and love at first sight, but that sometimes
people need a second or a third meeting for the brain to catch up.
Hunter Clan 3
Coming Wednesday July 10th
Elijah Collins is ashamed.
Used to hurt his friends by Potestas, he now finds it hard to even look someone
in the face. Especially Dmitri, his mate. When a truth about Elijah is
discovered, Potestas also find out. Now that they know his true worth, he becomes
an even bigger target than before.
Dimitri Kalas has always
prided himself on being calm and in control. It is his job to help protect his
Clan, and most importantly his mate. But when he finds out that the people
responsible for hurting his Kayan’s mate have also been abusing his mate, he
becomes incensed.
Will Dimitri be able to
convince his mate that he is worth love and forgiveness? Or will Elijah allow
his guilt to consume him and turn himself over to the enemy in order to keep
his friends safe?
EXCERPT
“Tell me what he is,” he
demanded.
“Okay, okay,” the other
man wheezed. “I’ll tell you.”
Leaning forward, Dmitri
held his breath as the pungent smell of the other man’s breath washed over him.
Shock froze him still as the man’s whispered words registered in his ears.
Pulling back he stared down at the man he held by the collar, unable to believe
what he had just been told. It was all the other man needed to knock him down,
Dmitri receiving a blow to the temple.
The stranger jumped to his
feet, heading toward the house, and Dmitri didn’t pause to think, shifting into
his wolf and giving chase. As his wolf took over, the only thing on his mind
was taking out the threat to his mate. He was no longer in control. The enemy
had to die.
His clothes tore, his
bones cracked, and by the time Dmitri was finished he stood as a six-foot-long wolf.
The brown-and-gray hairs of his coat stood on edge as his vision focused on the
man running toward the direction of his mate. Reaching the other wolf with
unnatural speed, Dmitri leapt into the air, sinking his canines into flesh as
he took the other man down. Howling and screaming echoed in his ears, the taste
of copper in his mouth and Dmitri only tore deeper until the man lay limp in
his arms. It was only the voice of his Kayan that brought him back. Jake stood
beside him, calming his nerves.
“It’s okay, Dmitri. You
did well. Your mate is safe,” Jake whispered to him. “Come back so that you can
hold him in your arms, my friend.”
He let out a whine,
wanting to see his mate. Letting the shift happen, Dmitri changed back into his
human form, shivering from the chill on his now naked body.
“Elijah,” he gasped.
Jake quirked an eyebrow.
“Your mate’s fine. Want to tell me what just happened?”
Remembering what the Wolf
had told him, Dmitri shook his head at his Kayan. “I know what he is.”
Getting to his feet,
Dmitri barely acknowledged Jake or the others as he raced his way to his mate.
As he weaved through the corridors his heart beat frantically. If what the
intruder said was true, and Potestas had found out, then they were all in for a
world of trouble. When more people found out what Elijah was, they would come
for him. And Dmitri would die before he let that happened.
Banging on the doors, it
didn’t take long for Lucas to open up, an eyebrow raised as Dmitri pushed past
him.
“Jake said you were on
your way and that you were on one hell of a mission. What happened?” Lucas
asked, cocking his head to the side and studying Dmitri.
Dmitri knew what the older
man saw. His body was tense and alert, aware of its surroundings as he
frantically searched for his mate. When his eyes fell on Elijah huddled on the
lounge with Sawyer and Riley, eyes wide but safe, he calmed. No longer on
overload he made his way over to his mate, studying every inch of the younger
man’s body, looking for some sign that what he had been told was true. Dmitri
saw none, and dragged his gaze up Elijah’s small, firm body to lock eyes with
him. And that’s when it clicked.
His eyes. So beautiful and
hypnotising. And so different. The iridescent orbs shimmering like glittering
lights… or the scales of a creature thought extinct.
“Dmitri?”
Elijah’s timid voice drew
him from his musings, but not from his fear of what people might do if they
found out.
He watched as Elijah stood
slowly from the lounge, closing the distance Dmitri had been unable to cross in
his shock. “What’s wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?”
Before Dmitri could get
the words out, Jake barged into the room, glaring at him. “Could you please
explain how a little slime like that was able to knock down my Yabyu? You
probably had a hundred pounds on the bastard. And what was with you storming
off like that? We hadn’t even secured the fucking area yet.”
Jake was pissed, and he
understood why, but now wasn’t the time.
Elijah’s small hands
touching him all over drew his attention. He was surprised to see the younger
man with tears in his eyes as he seemingly checked Dmitri for injury. “You were
hurt? Where? Come sit down, I need to check you.”
Placing a hand over one of
Elijah’s, Dmitri tried to soothe him. “I’m okay, Can.”
“Then what’s wrong?”
Dmitri didn’t know how to
break something like this gently to his mate, but after everything Elijah had
been through, he figured the honesty would be welcomed. “The Wolf I was
fighting, he said they were here for you, that they knew what you were.”
“That’s why they attacked?
The others put up too much of a fight, we couldn’t get anything out of them,”
Jake said, a look of concern crossing his face as he scooped his son into his
arms and joined Sawyer who held their daughter. By this point a large group had
gathered in the former Kayan’s suite.
“Would somebody please
tell me what I am?” his mate pleaded, gnawing at his bottom lip.
THE INSIDE SCOOP
Ø How do you keep
your characters and stories organized?
I have a love hate
relationship with Excel for keeping everything organized. I love it because it
keeps everything set out and easy to read, but I hate it because I’m forever
forgetting to put in all the little things that change by the end of the story.
Ø Are you a Swooper
(write first, edit later,) a Basher (edit each sentence as you go,) or both?
I’m a Swooper. If I stop
to edit my work as I’m writing it then I’d probably never finish the story. Lol
Ø What is the one thing
you must have to be able to write?
Lately it has to be
silence. If something is going on then I get distracted to easily.
Ø Did you have any
bad habits when you began writing? How did you correct those habits?
I did a lot of “Telling’
instead of “Showing” as they say. It was I really hard habit to break, but I
think I’ve done pretty well. I had one Editor really help me with it, and now I
have her voice in my head when I write saying, “Are we showing or telling?”
Ø What are you
currently working on? How is it different from other books you’ve written?
I’m currently working on Hunter
Clan 5 and a new MM series so far titled Order Of The Sciath. There is also a
little work being done on the first Vaucluse Coven, however I need to complete
HC5 before I finish that one.
For a little something
different, I’ve just finished the first book in my MF series Sons Of The Seven
as well.
Ø When and where can
readers look forward to seeing you this year?
Since I’m in Australia, it
will be a while before I can make it to the US or anywhere else, but we do have
an MM meet here in Australia that I will be attending in October, so that
should be a tone of fun!
Ø What is your least
favorite part of the writing process?
The synopsis. When you
finish you’re jumping up and down, doing a happy dance, then you have to stop
and go, “Well, crap. I now have to condense my 30k + story into 300 words.”
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