Author, Ana Raine (a self-portrait)
Author bio:
Ana is
still figuring out what she wants to do with her life, although social work
seems to be the most likely. Her best friends are a box of chocolate and her
kitten who always sit beside her while she writes. When Ana was in high school,
she often wrote about the LGBT community, but now her work is less…innocent.
Ana enjoys writing anything and everything, including BDSM, dragons, shifters,
magic, and more.
If you’d like to follow her, here is her blog site. http://anarainebooks.blogspot.com/
LIBERATE from the Hidden Oaks series
My inspiration for writing the Hidden Oaks series came from
my interest in Mental Hospitals and how society characterizes who belongs in
them and who doesn't. I currently am working on my Master’s of Social work and
wanted to incorporate that aspect and my all time favorite genre, shape
shifters, into a book series. Something that felt personal during writing
Liberate, in particular, was developing the relationship between Carson and
Tate and what exactly should be said and when in regards to Carson being
different from the other Changelings. Even though he eventually shifts, he is
worried that he won’t ever be like Carson and his friends and struggles with
whether or not he belongs there and should fight against the government corporation,
JIA for freedom.
I hope
readers will enjoy this read as much as I enjoyed writing it. I liked the inner
monologues Carson as he finds his place as an individual and as a mate to a
wolf.
Ana Raine
Liberate (Hidden Oaks 3) by Ana Raine
Blurb:
Carson and Tate have been running for months, trying to evade the JIA
so they don't end up lab specimens for the ruthless organization. In a last
ditch effort, Carson and Tate head to Alaska, where other Changelings are
congregating in an attempt to find a way to control their thoughts and emotions
when they shift to their animal forms.
The secret to maintaining their human consciousness may lie in
Carson's blood, but Carson believes he no longer holds the key to his kind's
freedom. With their future on the line, Carson realizes the most important part
of his life will forever be his mate, Tate, but how can he trust a man who
never tells him the whole truth?
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R-Excerpt:
“Carson,” his voice was velvety
smooth and sweet behind me. The motel we were currently in wasn’t all that bad,
everything considered. At least the locks on the door worked and our room
overlooked a pool that didn’t look completely gross.
“You’re
back,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around my naked chest. I’d always been
slender and small, unlike my very attractive mate who beat me in stature and
height. But our lack of eating had only made my frame smaller, if such a thing
were possible.
“I’m
sor-“
I
held up a hand to stop him, afraid my legs would give out beneath my staggering
body if I didn’t. “If you’re going to say you’re sorry, please don’t.”
His
ice blue eyes softened and he ran a hand through his shiny blond hair. My hair
tickled my bare shoulders because of how long it was getting.
I
suddenly laughed a nervous gesture. “Do you happen to have any scissors?”
He
smiled and joked, “Aren’t planning on giving up, are you?”
“No,
just want to cut my hair.”
His
eyes darkened as he crossed the distance between us and wrapped his arms around
my waist. “Now why would you do something like that when your hair is so
gorgeous?”
I
blushed all the way up to my ears. Even after all we’d been through, he still
did that to me. “What’s in the bag?”
We
switched cars and license plates so often; I was starting to feel like we were
in an action flick. Tate had gone out alone to get some supplies, which always
drove me crazy with worry.
“Ah,”
he flashed his straight white teeth. When he transformed into a wolf, his teeth
became sharp and even whiter. “Food, clothes, surprise…”
I
narrowed my eyes. “What kind of surprise?”
Going
over to the bed, he picked through the multiple grocery bags before tossing me
one. The first thing I saw was a box of cookies, which I eagerly tore open like
a ravenous animal and bit into. The second was a pair of swim trunks, bright
blue.
When
I looked at him, mouth full of cookie, he held up another pair of swim trunks.
Nodding his head towards the pool, he asked softly, “Want to go?”
I
swallowed, “It’s practically midnight.”
“Motels
don’t have curfews for that sort of thing. And even if they do, I didn’t see a
sign anywhere.”
Tate
was giving me the most bemused expression so I had to ask. “What on Earth is so
funny?”
“You.
Even after everything, you’re still one to follow rules.”
I
blanched and pulled down my pants so I could change into the swim trunks. “I
was going to be a psychologist.”
“You
still could,” Tate whispered, eyeing my brief nakedness with a look of raw
hunger in his eyes.
“If
I can ever remember what I was studying,” I admitted, tying the string securely
around my hips.
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