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Romance author Dani Harper writes about the paranormal. She specializes in werewolf and shapeshifter romance, adores any love story with a ghost, and is also the author of a paranormal blog, Way Past Normal. Her novels include a new series by Kensington BRAVA: Changeling Moon, Changeling Dream and Changeling Dawn. She is also the author of Heart of the Winter Wolf, A Leap of Knowing, and The Holiday Spirit. Dani Harper is a former newspaper editor turned paranormal author. She credits her discovery of the paranormal romance genre to Christine Feehan's amazing Carpathian series. Dani has many other favorite authors as well, including JR Ward, Karen Chance, Patricia Briggs, Charlaine Harris, Kate Douglas, MaryJanice Davidson, and Katie MacAlister. .............................................................. .............................................................. "TAKE THE NIGHT..." Dani Harper writes paranormal suspense novels with romance. Her books feature changelings, shapeshifters, werewolves, ghosts, fairies and other supernatural creatures. Kensington titles include Changeling Moon, Changeling Dream, Changeling Dawn. "TAKE THE NIGHT",romance author,Dani Harper,books,CHANGELING,paranormal romance,paranormal suspense,novels,shapeshifter,fiction,Changeling Moon,Changeling Dream,Changeling Dawn,Kensington Publishing,Brava,wolf,werewolf,ghost,love story,fairy,Alaska,Canada,Dunvegan,Alberta,Romancing the Wolf |
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| BOOK THREE Changeling Dawn by Dani Harper 978-0758265180 NEW RELEASE! |
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| RUN Shadow and moonlight merge beneath her bare feet, the forest floor blurring as she flees the dogs and torches. Werewolf, monster -- those are the names given her kind by the humans who hate them. HUNT Kenzie Macleod has spent her whole life hiding what she is, and she’s not about to open up to any man, even one as powerfully attractive as wildlife expert Josh Talarkoteen. But legend says that a Changeling cannot escape the call of her true mate, even in the wilderness of backcountry Alaska. MATE An isolated archeological site, a terrified Changeling cub, a secretive research center -- as Kenzie and Josh face the ultimate betrayal, his obsidian eyes promise untold pleasure and hint at dark secrets of his own. |
| Excerpt One from Changeling Dawn.... |
Run.
Shadow and moonlight merged beneath her bare feet, the dappled forest floor blurring as the little girl ran fast, then faster. Her
long plaid skirts were hiked around her waist, and bushes and twigs dragged at the woolen fabric like bony hands.
They were close behind her now. The nervous whining of dogs, the hiss and flicker of torches, the stench of tobacco and ale and
human sweat. The excited voices, rough with anger and a little fear.
Run.
Her heart threatened to explode from her chest, her lungs were in flames, but she had to run. She had to get away.
Run.
She stumbled yet kept her balance. She ran, knowing now that she couldn’t outdistance the hunters. She was very young – still,
there was one thing left, one thing that could help her.
It spoke to her now, whispered from deep inside her. Call me, it said. Call me now.
She did.
Within her, something stirred to life and the hair on her scalp prickled, her skin felt hot and tight. A small stream was in her path
and she leapt into the air with the last of her strength—
And landed as a young wolf. Faster now, streamlined, she was nature’s perfect running machine and it was only a matter of
minutes before the hunters were left hopelessly behind. Her four paws took her off the narrow game trails and into the deep
brush where even the dogs couldn’t follow her – if they dared.
Run, run, run. She raced easily, faster and faster. Her fear transformed into exhilaration and she ran with an unbridled joy …
until the ground disappeared beneath her feet and she tumbled headfirst into darkness.
Kenzie Macleod awoke with the scream stuck in her throat. She swallowed it back as awareness dawned, released the fear on a
long shaky exhale.
What the hell was that?
Heart racing and skin slick with sweat; she freed her naked body from the tangled sheets and padded to the kitchen. She pulled
a water bottle from the fridge and drank it down with hardly a pause, wiping her mouth on her arm. Better. Her heart rate had
returned to normal by the time she stepped in the shower. Her thoughts had slowed down too as she ran her fingers through her
dark hair and reached for a towel.
Fully awake now, stray riverlets of water licking over her skin, she stepped out on the porch of the guest cabin. Still clad in only
the towel, she wasn’t a bit cold, despite the breeze – Changeling body temperature ran much higher than human. Kenzie
breathed in the scents, took in the sounds and sights of her brothers’ farm. The sky was lightening, silver gray above the tall
poplars. Roosters crowed, livestock stirred. Birds sang to the dawn and a flurry of ducks took off from the pond. She liked it here.
She always liked it here. The abundance of life that seemed to be in the very air made her feel alive too, and she let it soothe
her.
By the time she yanked on her old jeans and a battered plaid flannel shirt, she felt almost normal. Calm, as she plugged in the
coffee pot. But the nightmare was still very much on her mind, because it wasn’t a dream…
It was a memory.
* * * *
Shadow and moonlight merged beneath her bare feet, the dappled forest floor blurring as the little girl ran fast, then faster. Her
long plaid skirts were hiked around her waist, and bushes and twigs dragged at the woolen fabric like bony hands.
They were close behind her now. The nervous whining of dogs, the hiss and flicker of torches, the stench of tobacco and ale and
human sweat. The excited voices, rough with anger and a little fear.
Run.
Her heart threatened to explode from her chest, her lungs were in flames, but she had to run. She had to get away.
Run.
She stumbled yet kept her balance. She ran, knowing now that she couldn’t outdistance the hunters. She was very young – still,
there was one thing left, one thing that could help her.
It spoke to her now, whispered from deep inside her. Call me, it said. Call me now.
She did.
Within her, something stirred to life and the hair on her scalp prickled, her skin felt hot and tight. A small stream was in her path
and she leapt into the air with the last of her strength—
And landed as a young wolf. Faster now, streamlined, she was nature’s perfect running machine and it was only a matter of
minutes before the hunters were left hopelessly behind. Her four paws took her off the narrow game trails and into the deep
brush where even the dogs couldn’t follow her – if they dared.
Run, run, run. She raced easily, faster and faster. Her fear transformed into exhilaration and she ran with an unbridled joy …
until the ground disappeared beneath her feet and she tumbled headfirst into darkness.
Kenzie Macleod awoke with the scream stuck in her throat. She swallowed it back as awareness dawned, released the fear on a
long shaky exhale.
What the hell was that?
Heart racing and skin slick with sweat; she freed her naked body from the tangled sheets and padded to the kitchen. She pulled
a water bottle from the fridge and drank it down with hardly a pause, wiping her mouth on her arm. Better. Her heart rate had
returned to normal by the time she stepped in the shower. Her thoughts had slowed down too as she ran her fingers through her
dark hair and reached for a towel.
Fully awake now, stray riverlets of water licking over her skin, she stepped out on the porch of the guest cabin. Still clad in only
the towel, she wasn’t a bit cold, despite the breeze – Changeling body temperature ran much higher than human. Kenzie
breathed in the scents, took in the sounds and sights of her brothers’ farm. The sky was lightening, silver gray above the tall
poplars. Roosters crowed, livestock stirred. Birds sang to the dawn and a flurry of ducks took off from the pond. She liked it here.
She always liked it here. The abundance of life that seemed to be in the very air made her feel alive too, and she let it soothe
her.
By the time she yanked on her old jeans and a battered plaid flannel shirt, she felt almost normal. Calm, as she plugged in the
coffee pot. But the nightmare was still very much on her mind, because it wasn’t a dream…
It was a memory.
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| RT REVIEWS (ROMANTIC TIMES) ~ 4 1/2 stars ~ "This third entry in the Macleod werewolf family saga is the best one yet. Harper skillfully builds characters and situations that evoke empathy for the good citizens of both the human and shapeshifter species. The drama of the tracking and kidnapping of a young changeling child makes for page-turning suspense, while the main characters’ PTSD from childhood trauma and the Afghan war give them a great motive for their intense determination to rescue the little one. Archeologist Kenzie Macleod likes working alone, and trusts no humans — the result of a traumatic chase several centuries ago when she was a young shapeshifter. However, Kenzie must trust Josh Talarkoteen to help her rescue the terrified changeling cub who shows up at her isolated dig site in Alaska and is later kidnapped. Wildlife expert Josh is a member of the Tahltan tribe who, according to legend, can see the aura of wolfshifters. Josh has his own issues with flashbacks from his time in Afghanistan, and the memory of a young girl who was killed. Will they be able to surmount their obstacles and find the child?" http://www.rtbookreviews.com |
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| Excerpt Two from Changeling Dawn.... |
Kenzie laughed. “So, I’ve been good and finished all my shopping. Do I get to go to the museum now?”
The museum, the moon, anywhere you want to go. “I don’t know—I think I should inspect what you bought and make sure it’s
suitable.”
She clutched the lingerie bag to her in mock horror. Maybe not so mock…He grinned. “Okay, we’ll head out to the museum. And
afterward we’re going to dinner. I’m starving.”
“You’re in a food court—how is that possible?”
“I’m a fan of real food, remember? Beside, I made reservations for us at a great place.”
“Reservations is such a strong word. Sounds an awful lot like a date. Which you will remember, I said I’m not doing with you.”
“You did say that. But that was before we bonded over shopping.”
“This was not true shopping. You consulted while I purchased necessary supplies. I’m not dating you.”
“Is that your final answer? Because you’re forcing me to pull out the big guns.”
“What big guns?”
“I have a new phone number on speed dial that you might find interesting.” He rattled it off and her mouth dropped open.
“Where the hell did you get that?”
“It’s not hard. You said your brother’s a veterinarian just like Stanton—and there aren’t many animal doctors in your little
hometown. Two, to be exact, and they both work at the same clinic. I’ll just bet Dr. Connor Macleod would love to hear how you
turned down a date with a good-looking veteran who has a respectable government job and owns his own house. You know how
family works—you’ll never hear the end of it from your big brother. Maybe you’ll get lucky and he’ll tell your other three big
brothers and they’ll all gang up on you. Not to mention your big sister.”
She folded her arms then and her chin came up. “I don’t care. Go ahead and call him. I’m not going out with you.”
“And then of course, there’s Mom and Dad, the sisters-in-law, great aunt, family friends…all of them wanting their little Mackenzie
to be happy.”
“I am happy, dammit.” She looked like she was starting to sweat.
In slow motion, he pulled out his cell phone and poised his finger over a button…
“Okay, okay, you win. One—just one—date. But that’s all.” She didn’t look at Josh, just stalked off toward the nearest exit. “Do
you get all your dates by blackmail?”
“Nope,” he said cheerily as he easily kept pace with her. “Only the ones that matter.”
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The museum, the moon, anywhere you want to go. “I don’t know—I think I should inspect what you bought and make sure it’s
suitable.”
She clutched the lingerie bag to her in mock horror. Maybe not so mock…He grinned. “Okay, we’ll head out to the museum. And
afterward we’re going to dinner. I’m starving.”
“You’re in a food court—how is that possible?”
“I’m a fan of real food, remember? Beside, I made reservations for us at a great place.”
“Reservations is such a strong word. Sounds an awful lot like a date. Which you will remember, I said I’m not doing with you.”
“You did say that. But that was before we bonded over shopping.”
“This was not true shopping. You consulted while I purchased necessary supplies. I’m not dating you.”
“Is that your final answer? Because you’re forcing me to pull out the big guns.”
“What big guns?”
“I have a new phone number on speed dial that you might find interesting.” He rattled it off and her mouth dropped open.
“Where the hell did you get that?”
“It’s not hard. You said your brother’s a veterinarian just like Stanton—and there aren’t many animal doctors in your little
hometown. Two, to be exact, and they both work at the same clinic. I’ll just bet Dr. Connor Macleod would love to hear how you
turned down a date with a good-looking veteran who has a respectable government job and owns his own house. You know how
family works—you’ll never hear the end of it from your big brother. Maybe you’ll get lucky and he’ll tell your other three big
brothers and they’ll all gang up on you. Not to mention your big sister.”
She folded her arms then and her chin came up. “I don’t care. Go ahead and call him. I’m not going out with you.”
“And then of course, there’s Mom and Dad, the sisters-in-law, great aunt, family friends…all of them wanting their little Mackenzie
to be happy.”
“I am happy, dammit.” She looked like she was starting to sweat.
In slow motion, he pulled out his cell phone and poised his finger over a button…
“Okay, okay, you win. One—just one—date. But that’s all.” She didn’t look at Josh, just stalked off toward the nearest exit. “Do
you get all your dates by blackmail?”
“Nope,” he said cheerily as he easily kept pace with her. “Only the ones that matter.”
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| BITTEN BY PARANORMAL ROMANCE ~ 5 stars + Top Bite Award ~ "Dani takes you in depth with her story and characters. As I started reading I found I couldn’t put it down, I just had to keep reading to find out what was going to happen next. What I liked best was the little girl, Anya, and how Dani tied her with the hero and heroine, Josh and Kenzie. It was fantastic. The villains have the perfect role to give this book the action it needed. Dani has created a world that will keep growing with characters. I can’t wait to see what she comes up with next to read. ... I highly recommend this book. This book can be read as a standalone." http://www.bittenbyparanormalromance.com/2011/12/arc-review-changeling-dawn-by-dani.html |
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| I SMELL SHEEP ~ 4 1/2 sheep ~ "I feel the wild calling to my bones with Dani at the helm. *howls at the moon* Readers are taken to the great outdoors to live it up with some beastly delicious men. ... I'm a big fan of the PNR world and sitting at the top of my list are only a handful of authors, one of which is Dani Harper. Not only can Dani create meaningful stories, she can breathe life into characters and give them true depth. Dani's latest book deals with some major prejudice issues that still plague our world today. But clever writing aside, Dani also deliveries some powerful characters; there are no fluffy men or women in her books. These guys and gals come with some cojones and will always stand up for the little guy. Passion and a level of excellence are what you come to expect with these books but you'll also get a ton of tribal lore and legends, it's history and smex all warped up in one." http://ismellsheep.blogspot.com/2011/12/sheep-book-review-changeling-dawn-by.html |
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