You might have heard of me. You might not have. Either way, I don’t really care. But if you’re curious, my name’s Ethan Holloway, and I’m eldest son to the Alpha of the Holloway Pack.
I’m also often considered the pack muscle. So, I’m not going to lie. I like to stomp as much as the next male. The adrenaline coursing through my veins, the sweat trickling along my spine, the pain lancing my forearms as each hit slams me closer to victory. Everything about it makes me feel alive. With the power, with the focus—hell, with the challenge.
But fighting, and winning those fights—and I do win—has a tendency to leave a guy with one hell of a boner. The trouble with boners? They have to have their release. The male needs his release. Not like the release he needs when violence is pumping inside him like a caged entity seeking liberty. This release is a want, a desire, a freakin’ drug of addiction that nothing but the hit of the high will relieve.
So, any male who tries to argue that scrapping is better than sex is a F*****G HYPOCRITICAL LIAR! Because the pent up frustration of the aggressive kind is a pathetic attempt at a match for that of the sexual kind.
Besides, anyone who tries to tell you something other is better than sex is DOING IT WRONG!
NOTHING is better than it!
Never has been. Never will be. Not so long as I’m involved.
Fighting doesn’t send your eyes rolling toward Heaven, your soul soaring, and make you want to thank God for this amazing experience. Fighting doesn’t make you feel like the most powerful yet most vulnerable male on the planet all wrapped into one. Fighting doesn’t leave you feel Frickin’ A—breathless, relaxed, spent, yet like your body is on fire in the best possibly way—at least, not once it’s over. Fighting certainly doesn’t have you praying for more.
This isn’t about convincing me, though. It’s about convincing you. So, I’m going to make it simple and show you how, for you, the two differ.
With STOMP, you picture me in the action. With ROMP, you picture yourselves alongside me and wish to any higher being who’ll listen you were here instead of there.
Which is what you really want. Isn’t it?
Case closed.
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One day, a character and scene popped into J. A. Belfield’s head, and she started controlling the little people inside her imagination, as though she were the puppet master and they her toys. Questions arose: What would happen if …? How would they react if …? Who would they meet if …? Before she knew it, a singular scene had become an entire movie. The characters she controlled began to hold conversations. Their actions reflected the personalities she bestowed upon them. Within no time, they had a life, a lover, a foe, family … they had Become.
One day, she wrote down her thoughts. She’s yet to stop.
J. A. Belfield lives in Solihull, England, with her husband, two children, three cats and a dog. She writes paranormal romance, with a second love for urban fantasy.
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Jem Stonehouse, a housewife with a neurotic husband bent on keeping her in line, dreams about werewolves in, what she believes, is a bid to escape boredom.
Sean Holloway is a werewolf, living a charade within the human race, whose mind drifts to a bond he shares with a woman he hasn’t met — at least, not in this lifetime.
Apart, the two are safe but live unfulfilled lives.
Together, they’ll become prey to rival packs just as they have been for hundreds of years.
When their worlds collide, and not for the first time, instinct takes over. Dreams become reality. Futures are uncertain. To keep history from repeating itself, Sean must teach Jem about his heritage, convince her of her role, and win her love.
Can Jem accept her destiny before it’s too late, or is her inner wolf buried too deep to save her future with Sean?
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Someone is watching the Holloway pack, and this time, the female isn’t the target.
Life with a group of seven male werewolves worries Jem Stonehouse not one bit. She is engaged to the Alpha’s son Sean Holloway after all. So what has Jem’s territorial instincts on high alert?
The pack’s latest addition. Both of them.
None of the men think there’s a problem with the new girlfriends. Jem’s intuition tells her otherwise-that and a nagging suspicion the new females aren’t there to partake.
Jem believes they’ve joined in to take.
The question is … What?
As the eve of the blue moon draws ever closer, Jem’s running out of time to find the answer and outwit a thief of the worst possible kind.
A woman who believes she can’t lose.
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If the meek can become deadly, the strongest can be weak.
For Ethan Holloway, his mission to find a missing werewolf should be simple. Crack a few heads, bust a few chops and the solution always reveals itself. Always.
Not this time.
Ethan’s reputation precedes him, and because it does, someone is ready. Waiting. Unbeknownst to Ethan, he’s about to go down. Hard. Against a foe he never suspected and in a world he never imagined could be real.
What awaits Ethan is a fight not only for his reputation, but also his pack, his female, and his life. If he survives, damage control will become priority number one.
If he survives.
Because even Ethan’s not sure he’s strong enough to take on an entire race all by himself.
Especially one hell bent on exposing who and what he is in the name of sport.
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STOMP or ROMP
Owner, designer and main blogger behind Rabid Reads. Avid book reader, snowboard bunny, video gamer and Supernatural fan. I love all things paranormal, werewolves especially. Oh, and I’m Canadian, eh!
Getting into evening here in the UK now, but Thanks so much for inviting Ethan to participate in the Romp V Stomp. It’s been a LOT of fun. 😀
Thanks for the awesome post. It’s one of the best one this year IMO! 😀
Oh thank you. 😀
Sure!
Thanks for the chance to win!
Good luck!
Best of luck.
I’d have to say the only thing that comes close to beating sex is chocolate, but then again you can combine the two. So I guess I’d have to say no, nothing is better as long as your doing it right.
I think you hit the nail on the head with your answer. Chocolate + sex = heaven!
Oh my goodness, yes! This!
*Starts figuring out how best to weave chocolate into an intimate scene*
fun post! I totally agree 😉
Belfield brought her A-game today!
Thanks so much. Good luck.
sure, why not
Straight to the point! :p
😀
I totally agree…and as to his last point…….touche!
Hehe, good luck, Sherre.
Hehehe I know, RIGHT!? 😀
I’m not about to argue!!!! Could I have mine with champagne please??
LOL Instead of chocolate or do you want all three? :p
Whatever makes the juices flow. 😉
You kidding me, right? Of course not!
Hehehehe. 😀
Absolutely….especially if it’s with the right person 😉 Thanks for the giveaway.
Yup, yup. Totally. Good luck. 🙂
If the sex is with the right person, then yes, nothing is better…..but chocolate comes in as a close second sometimes! (just kidding….maybe….)
I think a lot of ladies will agree that chocolate makes a half decent filler for between sensual meals. 😉
Fun post, thank you J.A.!
Thanks for stopping by to read. 😀
With the right person absolutely!
It’s true, there’s nothing better, but chocolate is a close second, and combining the two is a big win-win.
Well I would agree that if you love the person your with, the sex can be amazing. Thanks for the giveaway!
great post! i haven’t read anything by this author but this DEFINITELY got my interest!!
I agree! I haven’t read this but it is on my list!