Title:
Star Cursed (Curse of the Beast book 2)
Author:
Ashley Lavering
Genre:
Young Adult Paranormal Romance/ Beauty and the Beast Retelling
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Book Blurb:
Seventeen-year-old Tayla will never forget Beast’s fiery-venom spreading through her body like an infection. Now, with her best friend Chel’s help, she must find a human true love before the last petal falls from her enchanted rose or the full moon will transform her into a wolf forever.
But Tayla never expected that her biggest obstacle would come from inside—a wolf presence threatening to take her very soul. At every turn, the she-wolf exploits Tayla’s weaknesses and gains enough control to sabotage her dates. Tayla struggles to control her unruly wolf and her forbidden attraction to Beast. But can she resist his southern charm, the she-wolf’s attraction to his alluring scent, and still fall in love with a human?
Tangled in a web of wills, Tayla must risk everything to break the Curse of the Beast. With failure and possible death looming overhead, Tayla will do anything to find true love. But will one moon cycle be long enough to conquer her wolf and remain human? Or will she become a permanent member of Beast’s pack? Find out in the second installment in the Curse of the Beast series.
Seventeen-year-old Tayla will never forget Beast’s fiery-venom spreading through her body like an infection. Now, with her best friend Chel’s help, she must find a human true love before the last petal falls from her enchanted rose or the full moon will transform her into a wolf forever.
But Tayla never expected that her biggest obstacle would come from inside—a wolf presence threatening to take her very soul. At every turn, the she-wolf exploits Tayla’s weaknesses and gains enough control to sabotage her dates. Tayla struggles to control her unruly wolf and her forbidden attraction to Beast. But can she resist his southern charm, the she-wolf’s attraction to his alluring scent, and still fall in love with a human?
Tangled in a web of wills, Tayla must risk everything to break the Curse of the Beast. With failure and possible death looming overhead, Tayla will do anything to find true love. But will one moon cycle be long enough to conquer her wolf and remain human? Or will she become a permanent member of Beast’s pack? Find out in the second installment in the Curse of the Beast series.
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Author Bio:
A
nomad at heart, I currently claim Nevada as my home. I have a wonderful husband
and two young children that put up with my “writing time.” When she’s not
pondering a spell that will magically calm the ferocious winds that plague the
air around her, you can find her, with notepad in hand, frantically jotting
down ideas in those short moments between caring for her girls and working full
time at the Elko Institute for Academic Achievement.
Art
and science have always been my yin and yang. Throughout my college career, I
shifted between the two, but in the end I graduated with a Bachelors of
Mathematics and Science from the University of Wyoming.
Charging into adventures and discovering something new has always been a passion of mine, but as a teenager I used to run screaming from a reading or writing assignment. Looking back, the irony isn’t lost on me. Now you can’t catch me without a book in hand or without an open word document. Every time a new idea pops into my mind my heart races and my hand twitch to write it. In that moment, I have my writer's high and pray it will sustain me through thousands of hours of revision.
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Excerpt
Brayden held the door
open for me as I climbed out of the car. I tried not to cringe seeing the movie
house again, but I couldn’t stop my lips from pulling into a hard line. My wolf
felt my unease and paced in my mind, adding to my nerves. I knew Brayden was
different from Kyle. There was no comparison, but that night still haunted me,
and seeing the place where Kyle had assaulted me left me a bit unnerved.
“Are you okay?” Brayden’s
hand rested lightly on my lower back.
“Umm.” I shook the
bad memories and turned a smile on him. “Yeah. Sorry. It’s been awhile since I
was here last.” Like months. He looked confused, so I lied, “It just looks
different. That’s all. Why don’t we get our tickets?”
“All right.” He still
looked unconvinced, but let it go.
We arrived at the
ticket booth and both spoke at the same time, “Two for Lights and Brimfire.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” I
looked off to the side of him. “I just thought, that well, since I asked you
and all…”
He chuckled. “Tayla,
it’s okay.” I looked up at him and the smile on his face tugged mine back into
place. He continued, “And I always pay, even if the girl asked me.” He winked
at me and my knees wobbled from the fuzzy warmth creeping into my stomach. A
rumble of agitation pushed through from my wolf, but it only gave me more
confidence that this guy was it.
We picked the seats
right in the very middle. To me they were the best seats in the house. I wasn’t
sure about the movie. It was some war movie. I felt bad that Beast had to be
subjected to it. At least he hadn’t had to run here. He had insisted on drive
his own truck.
I felt Beast slink in
behind us. He was a few rows up, wearing his trademark black trench coat and
kept his head low. As people filled into the theater, they gave him a wide
berth. I didn’t blame them. Honestly, he looked like the grim reaper or
something.
The lights dimmed in
the theater and the previews started. I offered Brayden a licorice. He smiled,
and my heart stuttered. Even in the dark, his smile lit the world.
“Thanks for coming,”
I whispered.
“No problem.” He
grabbed another licorice. “Thanks for the invite.”
“Hey.” I shouldered
him. “That’s my licorice,” I teased.
He shoulder knocked
me back. “Then you shouldn’t have given me the first one. Now I’ll eat the
whole bag.”
I made a great show
of hiding them in my jacket and we both chuckled. He was easy that way. I
didn’t feel like I had to be someone else. Not like with Kyle.
Why
am I thinking of him?
I mentally scolded
myself and relaxed back in my chair, leaning close to Brayden. He didn’t scoot
away and hope warmed my chest. I was careful to only breathe through my mouth
and had practiced clamping down on my wolf senses, not wanting a repeat of the
gym scene. The heat of his arm against mine was comforting, and the way he
periodically gave me sideways glances made my heart flutter.
The movie started but
I was too focused on Brayden to watch. That was until the battle scenes
demanded my attention. My wolf was riveted to the carnage on the screen and, to
my horror, was licking her lips. I almost dry heaved right then. I shrunk from
the movie and from her. I covered my eyes with my hands, praying it would stop
her blood lust and my rolling stomach. I’m sure I whimpered or something
equally as embarrassing, because Brayden lifted the armrest and pulled me
close. I snuggled into his chest.
“We can leave,” he
whispered, tickling my ear.
“I don’t want you to
miss your movie,” I responded, trying not to breathe as I was happily
surrounded by his strong arms.
He squeezed me close.
“All right.”
My nose pressed up
against his shoulder, a potential happy place for me if it wasn’t for my wolf.
I was too close and could taste the tang of animal blood on my tongue. I quickly
closed my mouth. When I was forced to breathe, the smell of farm animals was
strong, but not as strong as the metallic smell of blood. It all reminded me of
the first time I met him.
The smell overwhelmed
my senses and I felt my control slip. I closed my eyes, focusing on restraining
the wolf struggling against her cage. She wasn’t going to ruin this for me. I
refused to pull away, but the thought of dead animals was too disturbing, and
the smell was stronger than that day in the gym. My mind wandered from its
task. Had he killed an animal today? But the horror that should have washed
over me was replaced with a heady need. I breathed deeply and pressed my body
closer, quickly losing control. The smell was delightfully tantalizing and my
stomach grumbled, transporting me to a childhood memory of Aunt Lily’s jello
cake.
My mouth watered, as
I pictured the cake. It smelled so real that I could almost taste it. I opened
my mouth and skimmed the cake with my lips, biting down softly. My teeth met
more resistance than I was expecting. I was about to bite down harder when
large fingers slid between my teeth preventing me from my dessert. I growled
and threw my head back, only to have Beast’s strong arms capture me in a vice
grip around my torso.
“What the—?”
Brayden’s voice
snapped me out of my delusion of a childhood dessert. My eyes flew open and I
took in his disgusted expression as he rubbed his neck. His hand came away wet
with my saliva. His gaze darted to his left shoulder where his shirt was
several shades darker, thanks to my drool. Horror washed through me, but before
I could utter a word of apology, Beast tugged me out of my seat and hauled me
out of the theater. I could still hear Chel and Brayden.
“Oh,” Chel said.
“Eww. I’m so sorry. Maybe her blood sugar was low.”
“What?” Brayden’s
disbelieving voice sliced me. How would he love me now?
“You know people do
all sorts of weird stuff when their blood sugar is low,” Chel explained.
“Oh, like biting me?”
I could imagine his
eyes narrowing in anger.
“Umm,” Chel
hesitated, obviously surprised I had actually bit him. “Was it just a nip? I
don’t see any broken skin.”
That news sent a
trickle of relief over me. At least, I hadn’t drawn blood.
“That isn’t the
point. She bit and slobbered all over me. My animals don’t even get me this
bad!” he hissed back. His voice sounded like he had stood and was walking out
of the theater as well. Chel didn’t respond. I’m sure she was trying to process
the whole thing.
“And who was that
guy?” Brayden asked.
“Oh, just a friend.”
“She has some stalker
friend to pull her from dates when she starts biting them?”
“No.” She giggled
nervously. “I guess you smell so good she just wanted a taste.”
I cringed, mortified
even more than I already was. Way to go,
Chel, now I really want to hide. The night air hit my face as we exited the
theater house. Beast strode a few yards more before depositing me against the
wall, where I slumped down to the ground and hugged my knees.
Almost too low for me
to hear, Chel’s date, Dalyn, responded, “You can take a taste of me anytime you
like, Chel.”
“You’re all nuts,”
Brayden said.
“Wait, I’ll drive you
home,” Chel called after him, her voice getting louder as they neared.
“Don’t bother. I’m
safer walking.” He pushed open the door. Our eyes met for a moment before he
stormed off.
I hung my head. “Oh,
Beast,” I whispered. “What have I done?”
To my surprise, he
chuckled. “So you nipped him?” He shrugged his shoulders but the mirth was
still there.
I glowered at him.
“Then why did you swoop down and carry me off if you didn’t think it was a big
deal?”
“The nip wasn’t what
I was worried about, but the real bite you were going to give him next would’ve
drawn blood, and then it was unlikely you’d be able to stop.” His lips hitched
upward. “That would have really made your wolf crazy.”
“That meddlesome
she-devil!” I ground out between my teeth. “She ruins everything.”
“If you’d learned to
control her better, you would’ve smelled the animals on him and stayed far away
from him in the first place.” His eyes twinkled as if laughing at an inside
joke.
Before I could
retort, Chel came out of the doors, her date trailing behind her. “Dalyn, will
you start the car for me and bring it around?” She tossed him her keys before
he responded.
“Sure.” He eyed me
with a mischievous glint. I felt Beast vibrate with an inaudible growl. I
agreed. Dalyn’s look sent chills up my spine, like he was assessing a hooker or
something. Yuck! I was definitely
telling Chel to stay away from that one.
With Dalyn in the SUV
and out of hearing, Chel demanded answers. “What just happened?”
I scowled at my
knees. “He must’ve slaughtered a cow or something yesterday because his stench
was so much stronger today, and my wolf got the better of me.”
“But you bit him?”
“It’s her! I would
never do that. Eww. He must think I’m a freak.” I groaned, placing my head in
my hands. “He was so perfect, too.”
Chel patted my
shoulder, but it wasn’t soothing; nothing was, with this wolf in my head.
“You know what the
worst part is?” I ask, looking up to see Chel raise her eyebrow. “She tricked
me. She used my memory of Aunt Lily’s jello cake to convince me to bite him. I
didn’t even know she could do that!”
“Jello?” Chel asked.
Beast cleared his
voice.
“What?” I demanded.
“That isn’t exactly
true,” he said. I lifted a disbelieving eyebrow at him. “Just hear me out. The
smell, it was delicious to you?”
“Only after she
tricked me into thinking it was cake. If I had consciously thought of it as
blood, animal, whatever, I never…” I couldn’t say the rest.
“That is where you
are wrong.” Beast paused until I looked up at him. “To your wolf, animal scent
and blood are delicious, and so the best way you could understand those
feelings was to relate it to cake.” His voice lost its teacher tone when he got
to the last word and turned more playful. “It must’ve been some delectable
cake. Maybe my blood lust would curb a bit if you made it for me.” He winked.
“Shut up.” I smacked
him in the leg, but couldn’t resist the smile that spread across my lips. I had
my wolfish friend back and was determined to side-step as many rift-creating
topics as possible.
Chel bit her bottom
lip. “I’m not sure I can fix this, Tay. A little drool I could explain away,
but…”
My frown was back.
I’d lost Brayden. “Thanks for trying. I guess we should stay away from
cowboys.” I gave Chel a rueful grin.
Chel puffed out air
and rubbed her temples. “Friday night is a cancel then.”
“Oh?” Why did things always go to crap?
“Yeah, one of
Brayden’s roping buddies. But after he hears Brayden’s story, he’ll be
canceling before I get a chance to do it.” She gave my shoulder a squeeze.
“I’ll find a replacement.”
“Ah!” I buried my
face in my hands. “Why did she have to bite him? Stupid wolf.” She growled at
me and nipped at my mind, causing a throbbing headache.
Beast crouched down
to my level and tucked a finger under my chin. His touch held soothing warmth,
but I fought it. I deserved to feel the crushing weight of my actions. The
pressure on my chin increased until I could no longer resist his strength. My
face tilted up to him, but I refused to look him in the eyes. At least, in that
I still had the power to defy.
“Stupid is the last
word I’d use to describe you.” As if by its own accord, my gaze lifted and was
met by the warmth coming from his eyes. His thumb grazed my jaw, and both my
wolf and I trembled ever so slightly. He noticed my reaction, and his eyes lit
with mischief. “And if he had been a werewolf, I guarantee you would’ve gotten
a different response.”
I couldn’t breathe.
What he implied was too direct to misinterpret. A horn blasted, and I jerked,
breaking the spell. Beast lifted his head to look at Dalyn, giving me the
needed release to breathe.
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