Enemy Red by Marie Harte – Spotlight and Giveaway

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My ideal writing space. My office. It’s a magical place, complete with a crappy chair, built in desk, ceiling-high bookshelves, and a coffee warmer. Because without that coffee warmer, I can’t function.

marie Office shelvesI do most of my work in this room. The blue is electric-tape blue. Yep, I had the paint matched to an actual roll of electric blue tape. There’s no falling asleep in here. I need to be awake, on my toes.

The chair is an unfortunate purchase at Costco some years ago. I sacrificed comfort for price, a mistake I need to correct. Besides my cat making this into a scratching post and my younger son picking at the fake leather on the arms, it’s not a bad chair. Though my posterior has left the seat awfully flat. Sigh

In this room, I have all my hardback books. Some old ones from college (far upper right shelves), where I majored in English. I’ve got fiction, poetry, Poe, and some mandatory literature. The rest of the shelves are dedicated to fiction collected in hardback. I’ve got horror, romance, adventure, sci-fi, urban fantasy, you name it. I’ve also got my non-romance paperbacks here. Because my romance books are in another room covering several bookcases. *grin*

marie my booksThere’s also one grouping of shelves on the far right bookcase that hold my own written titles. The top and second shelf are for all the original works. The last shelf and part of the second shelf are for titles I give away for contests. I’m trying to go through these because I’ll have new boxes arriving, bearing my newest Sourcebooks titles (note the lone copy of Test Drive—I should be getting some print ARCs pretty soon).

And finally, take a look at my desk below. My rolling chair sits on a plastic protector, defending my hardwood floor. I have a keyboard and drawer built into the desk, but that’s it. It’s a long wooden slab that contains my new all-in-one Dell. It took me several years, but I’ve grown out of my last desktop. I purchased this bad boy a month ago, and now I can do everything without worry about cords everywhere. It’s huge, so when I type, I can have my font large and not worry about going blind staring at tiny print. Note Godzilla overlooking the proceedings, my trusty coffee cup, and some files and folders in my metal folder organizer. And of course, what kind of writer would I be without my trusty dictionary, thesaurus, and Chicago Manual of Style on my left?

marie Desk

Well, that’s it. Where all the magic happens. And now, I’m back to another book, the blinds closed so I’m not distracted. 🙂


3_16 maria harteMarkLycos1No one likes an arranged marriage, and Fenris, a golden wolf in the Silver Clan, plans to avoid it as long as he can. But the Wolf in the Forest has heard the prayers of another and grants the female her wish.

Unfortunately for Fenris, his destined mate is an alpha in her own right, and an enemy who plans on taking the Silver Clan, and Fenris, apart one bite at a time.

Until Fenris bites back.

Enjoy an excerpt:

Wishing for a towel, he decided to let himself dry off naturally. As he stood in the calm and listened to the water flow, he noticed the sudden silence around him. Too quiet. Not good. As if thinking about trouble conjured it, Fenris suddenly found himself surrounded by unfamiliar wolves, a few foxes and one huge-ass grizzly bear.

“Shit.” Several of the wolves had reddish fur. Red wolves encroaching on his clan’s territory? “What the hell are you assholes doing on Silver land?”

He didn’t expect them to answer, nor was he surprised when they suddenly attacked. Shifting into his wolf, he dodged one set of claws and rammed into another wolf, knocking it back. Teeth tore into his hind leg before he kicked himself free. Turning, he met another pair of attackers and narrowly avoided getting his throat ripped out. With a vicious bite, he ripped into the ear of one wolf and shoved a fox away by gouging down his belly.
Then a large, red wolf hit him in the side and knocked him down. He fought back for a split second before the strangest feeling settled over him. He took the wolf’s scent deep into his lungs and smelled female…and something more.

Animalistic desire knifed through him. Between one heartbeat and the next, his anger turned to lust. He sprang to his feet and shoved the female down. When she rose, he mounted her, his instinct to mate overriding his senses. Fenris forgot everything but the need to release deeply inside the quivering wolf beneath him.

Just as he readied to thrust, something knocked him to the ground. A massive grizzly snarled and razed a blow to his head that stunned him. Other red wolves turned on him, biting and gouging, until he lay covered in blood. Still, the desire inside him throbbed, growing with every painful breath he took of that beautiful, red wolf with the strange, yellow eyes.

She barked at the others. Cease. Leave off. This one is mine. Then she pounced and closed her jaws over his throat. Despite the danger of the situation, Fenris sighed with a strange contentment before blackness overtook him.

About the Author:3_16 marieHarteMH3-cropped200Caffeine addict, boy referee, and romance aficionado, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Marie Harte has over 100 books published with more constantly on the way.

She’s a confessed bibliophile and devotee of action movies. Whether hiking in Central Oregon, biking around town, or hanging at the local tea shop, she’s constantly plotting to give everyone a happily ever after.

Visit http://marieharte.com and fall in love.

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