First, thanks to Belinda (my partner in crime on many occasions) for inviting me to blog about werewolves.
Werewolves just do it for me. I love them. Shamelessly. Give me a werewolf, and I’m all over it…er, the story not the actual were….well, you know what I’m saying.
Vamps are cool, and that’s just it. They’re sort of cool and aloof.
But weres?? They’re warm blooded, passionate, and take on the best behaviors of the animals they shift into. Wolves are my favorites, mostly because I have a hard time imagining other animals, except maybe bears, for a full-grown man to change into even with magic.
I mean, who’s going to buy a book about shape shifting hamsters? What’s sexy about that? Lemurs? Gophers? Cattle? Fish? Okay, maybe if I were going for laughs, but for sexy, nothing beats a wolf.
Just one look in those amber eyes and I shiver. It’s the mix of danger, respect, and a longing to run your fingers through that glorious fur, that lures me in and leaves me rolling over and panting for more. Woof!
So when Passions In Print contacted me and asked if I would like to do an anthology, then said it could be vamps or weres, I immediately voted “Weres!” in my inside my head voice. Then they suggested that each story involve a were and a woman in a red dress, most likely meeting in a bar. Oh, and could I find two other writers to fill out the threesome?
Luckily for me, I knew who to contact and after a brief flurry of emails, Jianne Carlo and Belinda (our hostess with the mostest) agreed to join me. Now I’ve never done an anthology with anyone else, or partnered on a book, so this was virgin territory. (Shh, I know you’re snickering. Yeah, I said ‘virgin’.) But thank goodness for Skype, we worked out some ideas, freshened it up, and re-proposed our anthology to PiP.
Luckily for us, the lovelies at PiP agreed to let us run with our new ideas. So we went with werewolves living in a small town in Texas called Sleeping Dog. And we have three brothers, Max, Diego, and Tony Lobos, who own not a bar, but the Tres Lobos Dry Cleaners. And their lovely red-dressed ladies? Well, they’re still lovely, but the red dresses are brought into the cleaners with naughty stains.
It’s up to the hotter-than-Texas-asphalt-in-August brothers to sweet talk those ladies into telling them just how the stains happened in order to get them out of those dresses, both the stains and the ladies.
And what dresses! Each one has a particular stain and story, and each of these women is truly a match for her man…er, wolf…well, man-wolf.
In November, come visit Sleeping Dog, meet the Lobos brothers and the women who tame them. Oh, and like most small towns there are a few other memorable characters hanging around.
You’ll discover why they’re Lucky in Red.