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*May contain some mature content*


Brief Synopsis:

Wulfe knows the end-game is approaching.  The Mage are preparing to free the Daemon plague and Wulfe’s own small strain of Daemon heritage has been awakened. Worse yet, the beautiful human he once rescued needs saving again. Though Mage sentinels are the ones after Natalie Cash, Wulfe knows his heart is what she really should watch out for. He’ll do everything he can to protect her…and keep his distance. Running for her life while trying not to fall for this gentle, wounded warrior, Natalie’s world’s been turned upside down. But when the Mage begin to free the Daemons, it becomes clear that the Ferals’ only chance of defeating them is for Wulfe to use Natalie to harness the dark forces-and risk becoming evil in the process. The future of the world hangs in the balance, but can Wolfe endanger the woman he loves to save her?

Buy Links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Wulfe-Untamed-Feral-Warriors-Novel/dp/0062107550/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1373297463&sr=8-1&keywords=wulfe+untamed

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/wulfe-untamed-pamela-palmer/1115558935?ean=9780062107558


Excerpt (keep reading for steamy excerpt!!!):

(Not to steamy of course)

            “It’s me, boy. This might hurt, but I’ve got to staunch your wounds.”

            Her fingers pressed gingerly, burrowing through Wolf’s fur, as she sought the site of the stab she’d seen him take to the shoulder. Warm blood coated her fingers and she knew she’d found it. As gently as possible, she pressed one of the shirts against the wound, then started searching for any others.

            “Poor guy,” she whispered. “You chose the wrong night to come see me, but you probably saved my life.” She needed to get him to a vet. The beautiful animal made no sound, gave no indication of consciousness. He might be alive, but for how much longer?

            Something skittered across the floor downstairs, stopping her heart for another moment. Why hadn’t they followed her upstairs? For that matter, how in the heck had she fallen asleep on the guest bed in the middle of an attack on her house? None of it made a bit of sense. The last thing she remembered was hitting one of the nasties with the lamp and the other one grabbing her. Had he hit her, then? She didn’t hurt anywhere. Somehow, she must have stumbled up here and passed out.

            As she probed the dog’s side, she felt more warm blood and knew she’d discovered another wound. If only she could see them. If only she had a flashlight. Or…a camp lantern. Yes. Her camping supplies were stored in the closet in this room. Rising, she dug the lantern out of the bottom of the closet and turned it on only a little, bathing the injured animal in a soft glow.

            He had blood everywhere. Her gut cramped. How was she supposed to know how much of the blood was his and how much belonged to the men? They’d been dressed so strangely, like some kind of foreign army, in matching blue tunics. And swords.

            She pressed tee shirts against the two wounds she’d found so far, knowing she had to find the others, yet wondering what she was going to do with them if she did. She only had two hands. And no telephone or suturing supplies.

            “Hang on, Wolf. Just hang on for me. Sooner or later, they’ll leave and I’ll be able to get you to a vet. What are they doing down there?” She heard something roll across the hardwood foyer. Roll. Suddenly she remembered the way they’d broken down her front door and relief left her on a hard exhale.

            “It’s not them, it’s the wind. Of course, of course.” Leaping to her feet, she stroked Wolf’s head. “This is going to hurt, boy, but I have to move you if I’m going to get you help.”

            She scooted around to his back end and, as gently as she could, lifted his hips and lowered them again a few inches out from the door. Moving to his head, she did the same, back and forth, a few inches at a time until she nearly had him far enough from the door to open it. Once more should be enough.

            Sweat beading on her brow, she took a deep breath, squatted at his tail, and lifted his hips one more time.

            Suddenly, her hands were empty, the dog just…gone…exploding in a spray of colored lights.

            Natalie fell back, landing on her backside, then stared, jaw dropping, as a man appeared out of thin air…a huge, naked man lying on the floor right where the dog had been.

            She crab-walked back, the bed catching her in the shoulder blades. This isn’t happening.

                The man groaned and began to stir. Natalie tensed, her heart pounding violently in her chest as she pushed herself to her feet, then sank onto the bed when her legs refused to hold her.

            Slowly, the man sat up and leaned back against the door, his muscular body marred by half a dozen stab wounds, one on the shoulder…right where the dog’s had been.

            This isn’t happening. Dogs don’t turn into men. They don’t!

            But even as the argument roared in her head, her gaze took in the sight in front of her. The man was built, his waist narrow, his abs ripped, his biceps as thick as tree trunks, one adorned with a thick golden armband with what appeared to be the head of a wolf. His shoulders were easily half the width of her sofa. Her gaze continued up, reaching his face, and her heart clenched. Scars crisscrossed the flesh every which way, tugging down one of his lips, cutting across one eye. His body might be prime, but his face was made for nightmares. Within that ruined face, eyelids lifted revealing dark eyes that turned to her, contracting on a sheen of pain, radiating a dismay so raw it almost made her ache.

            “I’m not going to hurt you, Natalie.” His voice was low and urgent as he struggled to his feet, grimacing. Towering over her—he had to be a full seven feet tall—he watched her with eyes filled with the same intelligence, the same gentleness she’d seen in Wolf’s. “I would never hurt you.”

            She was shaking, her pulse racing, her stomach cramping from shock. But not from fear. Because as she stared into those dark eyes, she saw only truth and honor and kindness. And, odd as it was, she recognized the essence of the dog in the man.

            “I would never hurt you,” he said again, his voice throbbing with sincerity and desperation that she believe him.

            “I know,” she told him.

            And she did.


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MBA&M: Please tell our readers a little about yourself?
KELLIE: I’m your average crazy girl who talks to her characters, has an addiction to coffee, and an obsession with Jack Daniels.
MBA&M: What was your inspiration for writing “WHAT THE HEART WANTS”?
KELLIE: Believe it or not, I started this book when I was 13 years old. Of course, it’s changed tremendously since then, but it all started because of a song. Aerosmith’s Angel. Music plays a big part in my writing and story lines. I can zone out with a song and have a scene play through my mind. Some people call it daydreaming. I call it plotting.
MBA&M: Why a celebrity hero?
KELLIE: I’ve always been fascinated with celebrities, especially musicians. Since music is a big inspiration, I couldn’t imagine Dylan being anything but a famous musician.
MBA&M: What made you decide to write Fantasy/Futuristic genre?
KELLIE: I didn’t originally plan to write in this genre, but I’ve alway been drawn to the unexplainable things in the universe. In fact, I read tarot cards, as does one of the characters in the book. While I consider What the Heart Wants on the lighter side of the paranormal genre, the subsequent books have heavier paranormal elements. 
MBA&M: How many books will be in the “Soulmate” series, and can you give us some insight into the next book?
KELLIE: As of now, there are 4 books planned with a possibility of a 5th. I also plan to do a prequel and a couple of spinoffs.  Book 2 picks up right where Book 1 leaves off. I don’t want to revel too much for anyone who hasn’t read Book 1, but when the people close to Dylan and Heaven find out about an upcoming event, the, ahem, sh*t hits the fan. In fact, Heaven’s life is in danger. If that isn’t enough, Heaven and Dylan find out that there is much more to their connection and their lives than they originally thought. 
MBA&M: Who was your favorite secondary character and why?
KELLIE: Layne. He really came to life in Book 2. I wanted to smack him around in Book 1. To be honest, I was going in a different direction with him. Boy, did he let me know how wrong I was.  
MBA&M: Inquiring minds want to know,or me rather…
What attracted you to your heroine,Heaven,and what was your inspiration for the name her Heaven,it is such an usual name?
KELLIE: I like that she is this gentle spirit who loves beyond fault. I wish there were more people like her in the world. As for her name, all I can say is that there is a specific reason why she has the name she has, but its a little bit of a spoiler. 😉
MBA&M: If you could rewrite a scene which scene would you rewrite and why? I know you could,but would you want to,would it change the outcome and why would you?
KELLIE: I don’t think I would rewrite any scene. The characters tell me their story. All I do is write.
MBA&M: What do you hope to accomplish with your writing?
KELLIE: I want to provide people with good entertainment, but I hope that people will know that true love does exist and it’s worth every moment, even the frustrating ones. Love is the greatest of all things.
MBA&M: What’s on the horizon for you,other than the next in your “Soulmate” series,I mean?
KELLIE: I have another series I plan to write. I’m 4 chapters into it. It follows the story of Jocelyn and Adam, two lost souls brought together by one very special guitar. I have many other stories planned, too.
MBA&M: Now, Kelli, please tell our readers how to connect to you and where they may purchase “What The Heart Wants”?
KELLIE: I adore readers and love to chat with them, especially on Facebook. I’m on Twitter as well, but you’ll find me on Facebook more often. I also have a page for the series. Stop by and say hi.
What the Heart Wants:
What the Heart Needs
KELLIE: Life is like a box of chocolates…mine is full of nuts~
Thank you for spending time with us and our readers today. What a delightful interview!

Soulmate Series

WHAT THE HEART WANTSBook One: What the Heart Wants

Do dreams foretell the future? Are there soul connections that go deeper than love? 
Dylan McBride is tired of his rock star lifestyle. Between the nosy press and crazed fans, all he wants is to be left alone…and find the angel who’s been plaguing his dreams for months. Maybe longer. 
When he meets Heaven Lewis, his world is turned upside down. Not only is she the girl from his dreams, he notices he can sense her emotions at any place and time. 
Being involved with a celebrity is the last thing Heaven imagined…or wanted. Especially since her last relationship nightmare. Yet resisting Dylan doesn’t come easy. Something about him pulls at her heart. And her soul.  
Will Dylan’s celebrity status be too much for Heaven, or can he convince her to surrender to What the Heart Wants?
What the Heart Wants:

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kelli mccrackenA BIT ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Before she could read, Kelli McCracken used her imagination to make up her own stories to match the illustrations in her books. Her love for reading and writing has carried over to adulthood.

When she’s not writing or looking for duct tape for her inner critic’s mouth, you can usually find her hanging out on Twitter: @Kelli_McCracken

“My Thoughts” on “What the Heart Wants”:
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