Title-Alpha Girl
Series-Wolfling Saga Book #1
By: Kate Bloomfield
Genre: New Adult/Mature YA ( 15 & up)
Paranormal Romance
**not intended for audiences younger than
15 years of age, as it contains scenes of a sexual nature, and coarse language.
Please do not read if you are easily
offended.**
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Blurb-
Seventeen year old Rose Goldman
is highly unpopular in the little town of Halfway. Ever since the 'attack' when
she was a girl, people and animals have been afraid of her. She gets bullied in
school, and called 'wet dog' because of the way she smells, despite being
extremely hygienic. However, life takes a turn when a new teacher starts at
Halfway High. Mr. Stone, the quirky and charismatic English teacher is twice
Rose's age, but she feels an unexplainable pull towards him from day one.
Despite her better judgement, Rose pursues a friendship with Mr. Stone, who
seems unable to stay away from her.
What is pulling this unlikely
pair together?
Reviews-
“I was riveted. Alpha Girl is quite intimate and has a
fairly small cast of characters. The protagonist is very believable and wasn't
annoying, which is a frequent problem in a lot of books featuring teenage lead
characters narrating in the first-person. This is a romance (albeit a twisted
one). Don't pick up this book expecting a darkly sweet, cutesy love story. This
book will blast you out of your comfort zone and make you hate yourself for
turning the page. But you will turn
the page.”
-
Review of Alpha
Girl by Mark Carver, Author of The
Age of Apollyon.
Excerpt (Ch 8)-
Mr. Stone’s smile faltered. ‘I like my
women to have a mind of their own – to be witty. Like you.’
My throat closed up. Like me?
‘You’re an amazing girl,’ he said suddenly.
His use of the word girl made my stomach twist painfully.
‘Am I?’ I asked.
‘Of course.’
‘A girl?’
He smiled knowingly. ‘An amazing woman,’ he corrected
himself.
‘No one has ever told me that before,’ I said.
‘I don’t believe that,’ he smiled. ‘You’re clever, and
beautiful, and damn witty.’
Mr. Stone’s jaw tensed as he realized what he was saying.
‘Beautiful?’ I asked, the word escaping as nothing more than
a whisper.
‘Don’t you know?’ he asked.
My heart thundered as I stared at him. Oh please, my mind
begged. Please tell me what is going on in that head of yours.
‘D-don’t I know what?’ I asked.
‘Don’t you know what you’re doing to me?’ He said as though
I was torturing him.
‘What?’ My skin stung and my head swam with the
possibilities.
‘Rose, I-’ He paused to collect his thoughts. ‘I’ve felt
this … this pull towards you since day one. I can’t explain it.’
He didn’t need to explain it, because I felt it too. His
eyes, his smile and his scent had me drawn in.
I placed a shaking hand over his, which was still on the
steering wheel. He looked at our hands for a moment before allowing me to
thread my fingers through his. I could feel his pulse in between each of my
fingers.
Mr. Stone inhaled deeply. ‘Christ,’ he muttered, shutting
his eyes tightly.
‘What’s the matter?’ I breathed.
‘That … that scent. The way you smell-’
I suddenly became very self-conscious. Bullies at school
often accused me of smelling like wet dog. I
sniffed my shirt, but I smelled perfectly normal.
‘What is it?’ I said defensively. ‘I showered this morning-’
Mr. Stone laughed, and I felt my cheeks burn with
embarrassment.
‘No,’ he said with a small smile. ‘You smell amazing.’
‘I do?’
‘Absolutely. You always do.’
I never wore perfume, only regular home brand
antiperspirant.
‘It makes me dizzy,’ he confessed. ‘It’s intoxicating.’
‘What do I smell like?’ I asked, rather flushed.
Mr. Stone licked his lips as though he could taste me in the
air. ‘Sweet,’ he said.
My cheeks burned crimson, and I wished he would look at me.
I couldn’t believe this was happening.
‘I want to kiss you so very badly, Rose,’ Mr. Stone said
under his breath. ‘But I can’t … and it’s killing me.’
My heart hammered so loudly against my ribcage that I was
sure Mr. Stone could hear it from where he sat.
Suddenly, I felt powerful. He wanted me … and it terrified
him.
‘Mr. Stone,’ I breathed, but he still didn’t look at me.
‘Tom.’
A small groan escaped him as though his name leaving my lips
was taboo.
‘Look at me,’ I said, my eyes fixated on him.
‘I can’t,’ he said, shaking his head.
About the Author
Best-selling
and independent Australian author, Kate Bloomfield, has successfully made a
name for herself in the world of self-publishing at just twenty-three years
old. Her newest and most precious book yet, Alpha Girl, is a
controversial Paranormal Romance between a student and teacher. A book not for
those easily offended.
Kate was born in Enfield, London
in 1989, but has lived in Wollongong, Australia for most of her life.
Now working full time as an
independent author, Kate has published four novels, and two short stories.
Her fifth novel ‘Alpha Girl’ is a
paranormal romance that explores a complicated a student/teacher relationship.
It is due for release on April 1st
2013.
love this cover. It has a wild look to it, which is too be expected with this story
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