The Blue Moon Saloon series features bears, wolves, and more!
Prequel - Perfection
Book 1 - Damnation
Book 2 - Temptation
Book 3 - Redemption
Book 4 - Salvation
Book 5 - Deception
Holiday story - Celebration
What reviewers are saying about SALVATION:
"Heartfelt, delightful, and touching.... an emotional journey." - Angel's Guilty Pleasures
"Such an emotional book that has you turned upside down." - Barbara's Book Blog
"Talented writing with imagination that is unbelievable." - I Love Full Moons
"This story cut so deep into my soul." - Read Our Thoughts Books Blog
"Suspenseful, funny, sweet, touching, and steamy hot must read book!" - Roxie's Romance Reviews
***** Night Owl Reviews TOP PICK! "Not to be missed! ...superbly written and entertaining. Anna Lowe writes consistently entertaining stories that are original." *****
An excerpt from SALVATION:
Anna angled her head this way and that. "I could never really see the shapes the constellations talk about."
"It's easy. There's the Great Bear." Todd said, pointing up as they lay on their back in the cool Arizona night.
"It's the Bear," he insisted.
"The end of the dipper is his nose. He's looking left, toward his mate."
"He has a mate?"
Todd answered slowly. "Well, maybe he's looking for her."
Her heart fluttered a little at the idea. If only she could be a bear.
"The dipper is his nose," Todd repeated. "The cup part of the dipper is his back. Picture him wearing a little saddle blanket or a jacket, like he's been forced to work for a circus."
His words dripped scorn, and she looked at him. Man, he really took this bear stuff personally.
"Like that part?" When she pointed, her hand brushed his.
"Yeah. And his tail is over there, but those stars are fainter. Mainly, you have to picture the chest part."
He motioned toward his body, and yeah, that part was easy to equate to a bear. He was that big, that broad, that solid.
She turned away and puffed a little air toward her face. Suddenly, she felt flush. Maybe she should concentrate on the stars. She found the bear's nose again, followed the line of stars along its back and--
"Oh! I see it! It's like a polar bear."
"Grizzly," he growled.
She squinted again. "How can you tell?"
"Definitely a grizzly," he said vaguely.
"Cool. I can see the bear."
"Like I said. Easy."
"You make it easy," she said. A little like falling in love with him. Far, far too easy.
They lay in silence, looking at the stars, and she contemplated what Todd had said.
"Does he ever find her?" she asked.
"His mate. Does he find her?"
She'd expected him to laugh, but Todd fell silent. Gravely silent. He didn't answer for a long time.
"I'm not sure." His voice was a whisper.
She listened to the crickets chirp for a minute, wondering why he sounded so sad.
"How does he know it's his mate?" she ventured. Was that part of the myth, too?
Todd took a deep breath. "He knows the second he sees her. That's the easy part."
Huh. "So what's the hard part?" It seemed easy to her. Boy bear sees girl bear. Grunts. Growls. They get together, make adorable cubs, and--
"Making sure he's worthy of her."
She sighed. Yeah, she would definitely like to be a bear.
"I bet he is," she said, because Todd sounded a little unsure. "Look at him."
"Yeah, look at him." His voice was a little bitter, so she caught his scarred hand and massaged it a little bit. Were they still talking about bears?
"Hey," she whispered, rolling on her side.
He looked up at the stars, not meeting her eyes.
"If the boy bear recognizes his mate the second he sees her, she's bound to recognize him, too."
His chest went up and down with a deep breath. "I'm not sure."