Corey - Give Away

Corey - Book 3 in my Atherton Pack series releases this Saturday 23rd November from Silver Publishing.
It will be available from the publisher from that date. Amazon should go live on roughly the 30th and then other 3rd Party sites (ARe, B&N etc.) on 7th December.

So to celebrate its release I'm giving away two copies of the book in the format of your choice. (PDF, ePub or Mobi) The winners will be announced on Friday.

Simply leave a comment below to go into the running.

Blurb:

Ethan Davies grew up in the foster care system, moving from house to house, never having a home of his own. When he meets his mate, Corey Jones, he's overjoyed at the prospect of finally getting the one thing he wants more than anything.

 
Corey's had his heart broken in the past and vowed never to go down that road again, sticking to one-night stands only. It's a lonely way to live but it's better than the soul crushing devastation he's felt previously. When he meets Ethan, Corey does the only thing he can in order to protect his heart; he runs.

Ethan won't give up his chance at love and a home that easily though, but will a costly mistake cause the entire pack to be put in danger?

Excerpt:


As he walked across the hall, he heard the doorbell chime and swore softly. The last thing he wanted to do was be late. Ben and Tommy had explained about their poker nights to him and he'd been invited along to last week's, which had been held at one of Ben's friend's houses. Seeing as how Ethan had only arrived late the night before, after several long days of driving, and then starting the new job the next day, he'd begged off, stating all he wanted to do was collapse on his bed and sleep for a week.

Now though, he didn't have any excuses and both Ben and Tommy were expecting him downstairs. To tell the truth, Ethan was kind of looking forward to meeting some new people. He'd met several over the course of the last week as pack members came for meetings with Ben on different subjects. He'd also spoken with a great number on the phone but it was always nice to put a face to the name.

Apparently the guys downstairs were Ben's closest friends. Ethan would meet the rest of the pack at the next group get-together, which was scheduled in a few weeks—on the night of the full moon. He'd just missed the last one.

Ethan was looking forward to running with the pack. He had been on a couple of little solo jaunts since he'd been here, but there was no better feeling to Ethan than running with your pack.

Feeling a little grungy after being stuck in his office for most of the day, Ethan decided to take a quick shower and clean up. He stripped off his clothes, threw them in the basket in the corner of his room, and walked into the attached bathroom. The bathroom wasn't huge, just enough space for a decent size shower, toilet, and washbasin. The walls were a light green colour and the large rectangular tiles a nice shade of cream.

What Ethan really liked about the shower was the way the showerhead came down from the ceiling instead of being attached to the wall. He stepped under the spray and let the water flow over his head and down his body. Ethan stood there for several minutes, just letting the water wash away his day before he stepped back and picked up the body wash. He soaped himself up, and contemplated stroking off a quick one but doubted he had the time. Ethan knew he was already late and didn't think taking time to have a quick wank was entirely appropriate.

Ethan quickly rinsed giving his half hard dick a couple of strokes before he turned off the tap and ran his hands down his body, trying to remove some of the excess water.

He dried off and dressed in a pair of old, comfortable jeans that had moulded perfectly to his body over many years of wear. Ethan picked out one of his favourite shirts and pulled it on. It was black and soft with use; the slogan 'Shhhhh, no one knows I'm gay' was written in white across the front.

Ethan didn't bother with shoes, as he was inside and had no plans on leaving. He ran his fingers through his strawberry blond hair, trying to get it into some sort of order.

Finally ready, Ethan left his room and started down the hall. Halfway down the stairs, the most amazing scents wafted up to him. He stopped when the sexiest voice he'd ever heard, bar none, drifted through the house.

"Has Declan been cooking again? Because if he has then I want me some of that." the male voice asked.

Ethan could hear both Ben and Tommy laugh, along with someone else that he didn't recognise. He started moving again, almost as if he was in slow motion. As Ethan got closer to the group gathered in the other room, his body started to take notice. The scent was becoming stronger and his dick, which had started to harden at the sound of the voice, was now trying to break out of his jeans. Even Ethan's wolf was getting in on the act; the damn beast felt like it was clawing at him from the inside. His heartbeat also increased to the point Ethan was scared he might have a heart attack, when suddenly everything clicked all at once in his mind and Ethan knew exactly what was happening.

"What is that intoxicating smell?" the male voice asked again.

Ethan rounded the corner to the room.

"That would be me," he announced, as he stepped inside. Ethan briefly noticed the shit-eating grins on both Ben's and Tommy's faces, along with a couple he had met the night of his interview. He ignored the puzzled looks from the men he'd never met. His gaze zeroed in on the man who would hopefully change Ethan's life for the better.

"And who the hell are you?"