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WOLVES OF EAST ANGLIA-FOREVER CLAIMED ISBN:  978-1-60592-135-8 BUY Reviews Chapter One Having a few thousand dollars in lottery winnings, Kamryn had used the money to take that trip overseas she'd dreamed about for years. She'd arrived in Norwich, England that afternoon and had slept most of the day away since her body was still on Niagara Falls time. Now early evening, she'd decided to go for a walk and see a bit of the town. Leaving her hotel, Kamryn strolled along the sidewalk with no real destination in mind. She planned to be here for two weeks. The long flight to get here and then sleeping most of the daylight hours away had already eaten into the first day of her vacation. Anxious but excited, she continued. This was also the first time she'd been out of the States. She walked past a busy pub, not stopping to go inside. She would have to experience a pub before she left England, but she wasn't in the mood to sit alone inside one right now. The evening was nice, and she'd been cooped up, first inside an airplane for hours and then inside her hotel room. She needed the fresh air more than she needed to have a pint, as the British say. Walking down one street and then another, Kamryn soon found herself on a rather quiet one fronting a fenced-in community park. Twilight was deepening into night, but streetlights were enough for her to see by, and she still had time to investigate the park before she thought it best to return to her hotel. A short distance before she reached the gated entrance, a man raced past her, roughly jostling her out of his way. Kamryn recovered, watching him disappear into the park. She slowed her steps, having second thoughts about going inside, after all. Not knowing what the man ran from, she didn't exactly want to meet up inside the fenced-in area in the dark. That decided, Kamryn turned to go back the way she'd come and found herself literally knocked on her ass as a second man barreled into her. Knowing she would feel this come morning, she lifted her gaze feeling a bit shaken at the man who hovered over her. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to plow into you like that. Are you all right?" As she looked him fully in the face, her gaze settled more intently on him. Not only had he knocked her on her ass, but also he'd left her speechless. Holding an expression of concern, his hazel eyes gazed at her from a ruggedly handsome face. Kamryn ran her gaze from the brown hair that reached the collar of his black leather jacket down to his well-muscled body. He towered over her. She had a feeling he would dwarf her five-foot-four frame by at least a foot even if she was standing at her full height. He stuck out his hand. "Here, let me help you up. Are you hurt?" After a long minute still on her ass, Kamryn found her voice. "Ah . . . ah, I'm okay. I think my pride's hurt more than anything." She took his hand and let him pull her to her feet. Yup, he towered over her. Kamryn found her gaze, once again, skimming over his face, taking in his straight nose, the sharp angle of his cheekbones, and his square jaw. The man was gorgeous. And his deep British accent made her wonder if it got deeper and huskier when he took a woman to bed. For Kamryn, his voice was a turn on. Actually, just staring at him was turning her on. Since he still held her hand, she wondered what he might do if she tightened her grip and yanked him closer so she could kiss those firm lips. In reaction to her thoughts, she licked her own. Kamryn gave herself a mental shake. If she didn't snap out of it, she was sure he would think she wasn't entirely all there. "Good." His gaze moved to the direction the other man had run and then back to her. He shifted on his feet almost as if he was reluctant to leave. But when a howl ripped through the still night around them, he stiffened. "I apologize for knocking you over." Another howl reached their ears. "I . . . I have to go. Sorry." He then did the strangest thing. Using their joined hands, he yanked her closer and bent, burying his nose in the crook of her neck. After taking a deep breath, as if he inhaled her scent, he released her and took off running in the direction of the park. Kamryn watched as he rounded the corner and disappeared through the park gate. Unsure about his odd behavior, she continued on her way. Although she probably would never see him again, that didn't stop her from memorizing what he looked like just in case.

Reviews 5 Stars:  Action packed and full of romance, Wolves of East Anglia: Forever Claimed is a perfect follow-up to the previous installment, Mate for a King. The romance between Kamryn and Algar sizzles, and her reaction to the news is absolutely realistic...A wholly enjoyable read, I can’t wait for the next installment!--Stacey, Manic Readers You Need To Read:  was pulled into this story right from the beginning. Algar is a great man who loves Kamryn with all his heart and is willing to let her make up her own mind after he shows her the truth about what he is and does. Algar and Kamryn's story is the second book in this series. I loved the first book and this one was just as good. I cannot wait to see all of the other men find their true loves.--Gabrielle, You Gotta Read Reviews 5 Stars Top Pick:  All I want in my Easter Basket this Spring is an Immortal Werewolf Warrior.....in particular I'd like to place my order for Brand. Marisa Chenery's novel, "Forever Claimed (Wolves of East Anglia, #2)" is amazing. I found myself wrapped up in the characters, especially Kamryn and Algar. I have to admit, I enjoyed this story so much I found myself going into make-believe land where I just might become mate to one of the Immortal Werewolf Warriors. I'm now going to have to get #1 as well as put Marisa Chenery on my "watch" list so that I won't miss my next installment of Wolves of East Anglia. Oh, did I say I really enjoyed reading "Forever Claimed?"--Ursshebear, Nighto Owl Reviews

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