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"Dani Harper breathes life into her characters." —Coffee Time Romance
He roams the moonlit wilderness, his every sense and instinct on high alert. Changeling wolf Connor Macleod and his Pack have never feared anything—until the night human Zoey Tyler barely escapes a rogue werewolf's vicious attack.
"I would love to read more of the Macleod clan!" —Fallen Angel Reviews
As the full moon approaches, Zoey has no idea of the changes that are coming, and only Connor can show her what she is, and help her master the wildness inside. With her initiation into the Pack just days away and a terrifying predator on the loose, the tentative bonds of trust and tenderness are their only weapons against a force red in tooth, claw. . .and ultimate evil.
"Hot sex, hotter action, and a story that won't turn you loose. It just doesn't get any better..." —Kate Douglas
Perhaps she should have asked more questions before taking the job as editor of the Dunvegan Herald Weekly. She was getting the peace and quiet she'd wanted, all right, but so far the weather simply sucked. Winter had been in full swing when she'd arrived at the end of October. Wasn't it ever going to end?
Sighing, she buttoned her thin jacket up to her chin and hoisted the camera bag over her shoulder in preparation for the long, cold walk to her truck. All she wanted before bed was a hot shower, her soft flannel pajamas with the little cartoon sheep on them, the TV tuned to Late Night, and a cheese and mushroom omelet. Hell, maybe just the omelet. She hadn't eaten since noon, unless the three faded M&Ms she'd found at the bottom of her bag counted as food.
As usual, the council meeting for the Village of Dunvegan had gone on much too long. Who'd have thought that such a small community could have so much business to discuss? It was well past ten when the mayor, the councilors, and the remnants of a long-winded delegation filed out. Zoey had lingered only a few moments to scribble down a couple more notes for her article but it was long enough to make her the last person out of the building.
The heavy glass door automatically locked behind her, the metallic sound echoing ominously. Had she taken longer than she thought? There wasn't a goddamn soul left on the street. Even the hockey arena next door was deserted, although a senior men's play-off game earlier had made parking difficult to find. Now, her truck—a sturdy, old red Bronco that handled the snow much better than her poor little SUV had—was the only vehicle in sight.
The freezing rain made the three-block trek to the truck seem even longer. Not only did the cold wind drive stinging pellets of ice into her face, but her usual business-like stride had to be shortened to tiny careful steps. Her knee-high leather boots were strictly a fashion accessory—her bedroom slippers would have given her more traction on the ice. If she slipped and broke her ankle out here, would anyone even find her before morning?
The truck glittered strangely as she approached and her heart sank. Thick sheets of ice coated every surface, sealing the doors. Nearly frozen herself, she pounded on the lock with the side of her fist until the ice broke away and she could get her key in. "Come on, dammit, come on!"
Of course, the key refused to turn, while the cold both numbed and hurt her gloveless fingers. She tried the passenger door lock without success, then walked gingerly around to the rear cargo door. No luck there either. She'd have to call a tow—
Except that her cell phone was on the front seat of her truck.
Certain that things couldn't get any worse, she tested each door again. Maybe one of the locks would loosen if she kept trying. If not, she'd probably have to walk all the way home, and wasn't that a cheery prospect?
Suddenly a furtive movement teased at her peripheral vision. Zoey straightened slowly and studied her surroundings. There wasn't much to see. The streetlights were very far apart, just glowing pools of pale gold that punctuated the darkness rather than alleviating it. Few downtown businesses bothered to leave lights on overnight. The whispery hiss of the freezing rain was all she could hear.
A normal person would simply chalk it up to imagination, but she'd been forced to toss normal out the window at an early age. Her mother, aunts, and grandmother were all powerful psychics—and the gene had been passed down to Zoey. Or at least a watered-down version of it. The talent was reliable enough when it worked, but it seemed to come and go as it pleased. Like right now. Zoey tried hard to focus yet sensed absolutely nothing. It was her own fault perhaps for trying to rid herself of the inconvenient ability.
No extrasensory power was needed, however, to see something large and black glide silently from one shadow to another near the building she'd just left. What the hell was that? There was nowhere to go for help. The only two bars in town would still be open, but they were several blocks away, as was the detachment headquarters for the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. There was a rundown trailer park a block and a half from the far side of the arena, but Zoey knew there were no streetlights anywhere along that route.
A dog? Maybe it's just a big dog, she thought. A really big dog or a runaway cow. After all, this was a rural community. And a northern rural community at that, so maybe it's just a local moose, ha, ha.... She struggled to keep her fear at bay and redoubled her efforts on the door locks, all the while straining to listen over the sound of her own harsh breathing.
The rear door lock was just beginning to show promise when a low, rumbling growl caused her to drop her keys. She spun to see a monstrous shape emerge from the shadows, stiff-legged and head lowered. A wolf? It was bigger than any damn wolf had a right to be. Jesus. Some primal instinct warned her not to run and not to scream, that the animal would be on her instantly if she did so.
She backed away slowly, trying not to slip, trying to put the truck between herself and the creature. Its eyes glowed green like something out of a horror flick, but this was no movie. Snarling black lips pulled back to expose gleaming ivory teeth. The grizzled gray fur around its neck was bristling. Zoey was minutely aware that the hair on the back of her own neck was standing on end. Her breath came in short shuddering gasps as she blindly felt for the truck behind her with her hands, sliding her feet carefully without lifting them from the pavement.
She made it around the corner of the Bronco. As soon as she was out of the wolf's line of sight, she turned and half skated, half ran for the front of the truck as fast as the glassy pavement would allow. Don't fall, don't fall! It was a litany in her brain as she scrambled up the slippery front bumper onto the icy hood. With no hope of outrunning the creature and no safe place in sight, the roof of the truck seemed like her best bet—if she could make it. Don't fall, don't fall! Flailing for a handhold, she seized an ice-crusted windshield wiper, only to have the metal frame snap off in her hand. She screamed as she slid back a few inches.
The wolf sprang at once. It scrabbled and clawed, unable to find a purchase on the ice-coated metal. Foam from its snapping jaws sprayed over her as the beast roared its frustration. Finally it slipped back to the ground and began to pace around the truck.
Zoey managed to shimmy up the hood until she was able to put her back against the windshield, and pulled her knees up to her chin. She risked a glance at the roof behind her—she had to get higher. Before she could move, however, the wolf attacked again, scrambling its way up the front bumper. Vicious jaws slashed at her. Without thought, Zoey kicked out at the wolf, knocking one leg out from under it. It slid backward but not before it clamped its teeth on her calf. The enormous weight of the creature dragged at her and she felt herself starting to slide....
One hand still clutched the broken windshield wiper and she used it, whipping the creature's face and muzzle with the frozen blade until she landed a slice across one ungodly glowing eye. The rage-filled snarl became a strangled yelp; the wolf released her leg and slipped from the hood. This time Zoey didn't look, just turned and launched herself upward for the roof rack. She came down hard, adrenaline keeping her from feeling the impact of the bruising metal rails. She was conscious only of the desperate need to claw and grasp and cling and pull until she was safely on the very top of the vehicle.
Except she wasn't safe. Not by a long shot. Crap. She could plainly see that she wasn't high enough. Crap, crap, crap. The enraged wolf leapt upward in spite of the fact that its feet could find little traction on the ice-coated pavement. What it couldn't gain in momentum, the wolf made up for in effort, hurling itself repeatedly against the Bronco. Its snapping jaws came so close that Zoey could see the bleeding welts across its face, see that one of its hellish eyes was now clouded and half-closed. She slashed at it again, catching its tender nose so it howled in frustration and pain as it dropped to the ground. Snarling, it paced back and forth like a caged lion, watching her. Waiting.
The wind picked up and the freezing rain intensified. Huddled on her knees in the exact center of the icy roof, Zoey's adrenaline began to ebb. She was cold and exhausted, and parts of her were numb. But she wasn't helpless; she wouldn't allow herself to think that way. The thin windshield wiper was badly bent with pieces of it missing, but she'd damn well punch the wolf in the nose with her bare fist if she had to. If she still could....
The wolf sprang again.
Dr. Connor Macleod cursed himself for the hundredth time for not bringing another veterinarian into his practice. His family and friends, and particularly his receptionist, had been on his case about it for the past two years. He'd always handled everything himself, but it was time to face facts—his practice had grown too large.
The second calving season of the year was in full swing, and Connor had been out on farm calls since five o'clock that morning. He wouldn't have minded except he'd gotten only an hour of sleep after performing an emergency cesarean on a heifer. That case had been touch and go for most of the night. He'd had a few choice words for the farmer who had bred the young animal to a bull of a much larger breed, creating a huge calf that couldn't possibly be born on its own. The man had been defensive and angry, but Connor didn't care. He had every patience with animals and none at all for those who deliberately misused them.
Right now he had no patience left for anything, and the unseasonal weather didn't improve his mood. He needed coffee. And food. And sleep, but that was less likely than the other two. Fortunately he wasn't human and as long as he ate enough, his body could deal with a serious sleep deficit—at least for a while.
As the lights of Dunvegan came into view, uneasiness twisted his gut. The ice storm had been far more intense here. The road was glassed over and treacherous, yet his feelings had nothing to do with the driving conditions. He switched off the radio and pulled to the side of the road for a few moments, needing to think, to focus and unravel the sudden surge of energies he sensed.
Suddenly the darkness brightened as everything around him—the dashboard, his hands on the steering wheel, the road signs—began to glow with a silvery light. It was a phenomenon that only he could see, a precursor to farsight....
He yelled out. He couldn't help it. A hideous premonition spawned a violent and bloody image in his mind. A woman was in terrible danger, and what was threatening her was no more human than he was.
In the blink of an eye the image was gone and the otherworldly light yielded to the natural darkness. Connor pulled back onto the deserted highway and sped toward the village, heedless of the glaring ice. The truck had studded tires and four-wheel drive, both necessary in harsh northern winters and unpredictable northern springs, and Connor was a skilled driver. Nevertheless, his pickup stayed on the road largely because he willed it to. As he drove into town, the vehicle fishtailed repeatedly but recovered each time. Then he turned onto a side street.
Close. He knew he was close, he could feel it. Suddenly, as he swung the truck hard onto Hemstock Avenue—he saw a huge wolf leap at a parked truck. He leaned on the horn and stepped on the accelerator as the snarling creature fell back into the road. One of its eyes flashed green in the bright headlights, as it turned to look at the oncoming truck—
—then vanished without a trace. But not before Connor recognized it: a Changeling.
Like himself.
He slowed his pickup and pulled up behind a red Bronco that had seen better days. He scanned the ice-covered windows, expecting the woman to be inside—until a faint movement drew his eyes upward. His mouth fell open. She was on the goddamn roof. Slippery as it was, it was only a matter of moments before the wolf would have reached her, killed her. Or worse.
She was soaked and pale, her long hair plastered to her head and caked with ice. Her amber eyes overwhelmed her white face, but they weren't tearful and frightened. Instead, her direct gaze took him by surprise. A creature out of legend had just attacked her, yet instead of falling apart, she was taking Connor's measure. He was suddenly reminded of a falcon he had treated last year. The small predator had showed a fierce courage out of all proportion to its size.
And it nearly took my thumb off, he reminded himself. Best to step carefully here, Macleod. "I don't know what you said to that wolf to get him so riled up," he ventured. "Do you always insult the local wildlife?" The deliberate absurdity of the question surprised a small grin from her.
"I just can't help myself," she said, a little thickly. "You shoulda heard what I said to the grizzly and the moose that were here." Her lips and face were obviously numb, making it difficult to shape the words.
"Let me help you down from there. I'm betting you could use some coffee."
"A hot tub full of it."
He held out his hand to her as she shifted to swing her legs around. The cold had made her movements awkward, almost wooden. She paused and glared at Connor. "Don't you dare be an ax murderer."
"I won't. I'm not." He dared to smile a little—but only a little. Damn, but her expression reminded him of that falcon. Beautiful and downright ferocious. If she was ever truly pissed off, he'd bet she could nail someone to the nearest wall with only a look. "I'll remove that from my résumé, pronto. In fact, let me take off serial killer and stalker while I'm at it."
Her face relaxed into that grin as she took his outstretched hand. He immediately grasped her other hand as well, willing his body heat into her frozen fingers. He was about to lift her down when the tang of fresh blood snapped his senses into high alert.
"Hold on a minute." Connor began inspecting her right leg. The lower pant leg was shredded, the tall leather boot beneath it full of holes. Blood welled from the punctures, dripping to the ice-covered sidewalk below, where it quickly congealed. His own blood chilled. It was all he could do to compose his face, keep his tone light.
"I think we might need a little first-aid here. Are you okay for a minute while I do a fast field dressing?"
She nodded and he fumbled in his coat pocket, producing a bright roll of elastic bandage which he set in her lap. As he did so, something clattered to the pavement.
"Sorry." He picked up a windshield wiper, or what was left of it. She held her hand out, but it was a long moment before Connor recovered from his astonishment enough to give it to her. Scent told him there was blood on the thin strip of metal, and it wasn't human. His exquisite night vision showed him bits of fur stuck to it as well. Wolf fur.
Christ.
Grown men, strong men, often surrendered to terror against creatures like her attacker. Yet this woman had battled for her life with the most meager of weapons and had actually held the beast at bay. Connor handed back the wiper as solemnly as a warrior might award a sword.
She took it and shrugged. "The damn thing had hold of me. I had to make it let go."
"Good job," he managed. What an understatement. She had no idea what she'd done, what she'd saved herself from. An ordinary wolf could exert enough bite force to crack the heavy thighbones of moose and bison. But the creature that had attacked her could have taken her leg off. Easily.
(Continues...)
Excerpted from Changeling Moon by Dani Harper Copyright © 2011 by Dani Harper. Excerpted by permission of BRAVA BOOKS. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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Zoey Taylor has a secret, an ability that she wishes she never had. She moves to a small town away from the big city, running away from her fears in hopes of starting new and to discover herself. Zoey's transition is smooth at first, obtaining a position as the new editor for the town's paper. One night, after a cold and icey storm, she gets attacked by a wolf on her way to her car. It isn't until Zoey faces the creature while fighting for her life on the roof of her car that she realizes this is no ordinary wolf. Out of nowhere, a man comes rushing out of the dark and saves her, moments after the wolf bites her leg.
As she tries to tell the town residents of the attack, no one seems to believe that she was attacked by a wolf, and insist it was just a dog. The only person who doesn't deny the wolf attack, is the handsome man who saved her that night, Connor Macleod.
Zoey soon discover the reasons why the town's residents want her to stay quiet about the incident. The town holds an old legend. Zoey doesn't believe the legend at first, that is, until the next full moon.
Changeling Moon is a brilliant and captivating new paranormal romance series. Dani Harper does a fantastic job in bringing her characters to life through her detailed descriptions and use of relatable emotions. Connor is a caring and handsome veterinarian with special abilities, and who will do everything he can to protect Zoey from being affected by the wolf's bite. Zoey is a strong, determined, and passionate woman who feels an instant connection to Connor. There is enormous amount of bottled up lust and chemistry between these two characters from the very start, however, their connection may very well be their downfall.
My favorite elements of Changeling Moon are the various abilities presented within the novel. I enjoyed Dani Harper's description of the Changelings, how their abilities are inherited through generations, however, a regular individual can also become a changeling through a single bite. The method to reverse the transition once a person has been bitten is also intriguing. Changeling Moon is a refreshing take on the usual shapeshifting novels. The beautiful cover captures some elements within the novel that may not be obvious at first, and incorporated into the story very nicely.
This novel is the start of a wonderful series. I recommend this Changeling Moon to those who enjoy Paranormal Romance and shapeshifter tales.
5/5 - Must read! Highly Recommended!
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Posted August 5, 2012
Very good werewolf book. I enjoyed it, and hope to read more about this pack!
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Posted May 18, 2012
Another werewolf/Changling romance story. Well written, somehwat fast with poor charaster development at points. Did enjoy, would have liked it to have gone on longer so may read the next books in the series.
Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.This story is about an editor for a small town newspaper, named Zoey and a nice veterinarian named Connor. They initially meet up in a parking lot at night where Zoey is being attacked by a large wolf. She manages to fend off the wolf for a while, but is quickly losing ground. Step in Connor. He is like a knight in shining armor except he has fur. Connor realizes that Zoey has been bitten by a changeling (werewolf) and has a way to keep her from changing into one herself. Unfortunately, the changeling will have to be punished in order to keep the packs secret.
It is no big surprise that Connor and Zoey start to fall for each other. Connor tries really hard to keep Zoey from finding out about the pack, but the changeling that bit her has other plans. Keeping Zoey safe becomes a full time job for Connor, one that he is more than willing to put in overtime to make sure that he is doing a real good job.
I did enjoy the story as a whole and it is a great addition to the paranormal romance genre. There is some smoking hot sex in this book, so if you are timid you may find yourself skipping some chapters. But luckily for you timid reader, there is more story than sex so you won’t have to miss too much of the good stuff.
If you are in the mood for a good werewolf story this might just fit the bill. They do refer to themselves as changelings and when you get to the end, you’ll know why. :-)
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Posted March 17, 2012
Great read!!
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Posted March 5, 2012
Completely different view of the werewolf from any I've every read, great characters and story line. Really enjoyed.
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Posted February 21, 2012
I loved this book!! Perfect blend of action/suspense & romance!! I enjoyed Zoey & Connor's relationship!! Her writing skills will get you hooked on the world she's created & the chatacters in it!!! An absolute must read!!! ;-)
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Posted February 17, 2012
Liked it a lot!!! Can't wait to read the others!
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Posted February 6, 2012
Weird that the heroine had the ability to change into EVERYTHING on a whim.
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Posted January 30, 2012
Enjoyed
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Posted January 28, 2012
Loved the story. very wonderfully written. can't wait to get the next to read.
Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.Changeling Moon is a wonderful story. It's well written with a great plot. Harper makes you fall in love with her world. Before you know it you'll be looking for your own changeling. I enjoyed Connor and Zoey. It was fun to see them fall in love. Harper also introduced you to some secondary characters that will make you sit on the end of your set waiting for their books. If you're a fan of paranormal romance this is a must read.
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Posted January 22, 2012
I really enjoyed this first instalment in Dani's Changeling Series. The charaters really came to life. The book kept me turning page after page, I couldn't put it down. I cant wait to start the second book in her series.
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Posted January 15, 2012
There was action and suspense immediately in the first chapter! Loved the characters and the way the author laid out the plots for a very gripping story! If you enjoy True Blood, there are parts in this book similiar to that story line. Again excellent read, I had trouble putting it down!
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Posted January 1, 2012
this was a really great story with a twist. i loved the characters and the action never stopped. it got a little slow at times but always picked up before i got bored. will read the rest of the series. highly recommend to all paronormal lovers.
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Posted December 30, 2011
Should i get this? The overview said hot sex and im not into that.
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Posted December 29, 2011
This book was a good read. Nothing in it really thrilled me but it was ok - especially for a free read.
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Posted December 19, 2011
Well it is a good book but it got a little slow for me in the middle. I keep read and the end was great. I just dont think its worth ten dollors but its up to you. Overall a cute story.
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Posted November 11, 2011
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Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.Review by Zita:
I really enjoyed this first in a new series by Dani Harper. And it was quite delightful for me that she set her story in the Canadian north. Technically well written, it crosses the line to truly enjoyable with well-developed characters and excellent interaction between Connor (a veterinarian) and Zoey (a reporter). With good pacing and a solid story line, this novel also has very natural dialogue. There's nothing worse than reading a contemporary novel where the characters speak like they've just graduated from a Victorian boarding school. Harper has the talent to make conversations sound just like the ones you hear on the street every day, and believe you me, I sincerely appreciate that! I highly recommend this sexy romance and can't wait to dive into book 2: Changeling Dream.
Overview
"Dani Harper breathes life into her characters." —Coffee Time Romance
He roams the moonlit wilderness, his every sense and instinct on high alert. Changeling wolf Connor Macleod and his Pack have never feared anything—until the night human Zoey Tyler barely escapes a rogue werewolf's vicious attack.
"I would love to read more of the Macleod clan!" —Fallen Angel Reviews
As the full moon approaches, Zoey has no ...