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© 2008, Paige Tyler Reviews For MEN OF ALASKA: ANIMAL ATTRACTION by Paige Tyler 5 Blue-Ribbons from Romance Junkies I found this work by Ms. Tyler to be
well thought out and developed. It contained plenty of humor to go with
the mystery, and some smoking hot sex scenes. I even wanted a cigarette
after a couple scenes, and I don't smoke. How will Eliza the skeptic
and Hunter the werewolf have any kind of future together? Well you'll
just have to read this wonderfully witty work to find out. You won't
be disappointed you did! An Outstanding Read from Simply Romance
Reviews! ANIMAL ATTRACTION is a fun, lighthearted
and humorous werewolf romance. The pace is quick, something is always
happening and the humor just bubbles underneath everything. Eliza, our
heroine, is bright, funny and yet wonderfully prosaic. Hunter, our hero,
is handsome, educated and sincere. There are also some wonderfully quirky
secondary characters as well as some very serious ones. Ms. Tyler does
a great job of bringing her characters and setting to life. The romance
between our hero and heroine develops quickly and the sex scenes are
seriously hot. Attraction leads to heat, then to love and the emotions
are very vivid in this tale. There are some surprises towards the end
and I loved how things came together for the ending. ANIMAL ATTRACTION
was a very enjoyable read and I hope to see more from Ms. Tyler. ANIMAL ATTRACTION is scorching hot.
I blushed being witness to the sheer animalistic attraction shared by
Eliza and Hunter. Hunter's complete infatuation with Eliza shined through
and I wanted him so very badly to tell her that he was the very creature
that she was looking to find. Eliza's character made me smile. While
she took the job as a reporter of a paranormal magazine because she
had to and even scoffed at the possibility of werewolves, I loved watching
her opinion on the possibility of werewolves change. The love scenes
were erotic but romantic, forceful but sensual, and naughty but playful.
The feelings and depth of emotions were believable and so very sexy.
I will never again look at a hot tub without remembering this risqué
but thoroughly entertaining novel. Paige Tyler is now on my list of
authors to watch for and I know that other readers will feel the same
way! Animal Attraction is paranormal romance
writing at its finest. I really loved the interaction with Eliza and
Hunter. They have this initial attraction that sizzles. Paige Tyler
is an author with a knack for creating a werewolf who is sinfully sexy
and she kept me totally engrossed right from the beginning. I am hoping
for an additional story featuring Hunter's brother Luke. I also look
forward to more offerings from Ms.Tyler in the very near future. I would
recommend Animal Attraction to anyone who enjoys stories of werewolves
and shifters. "Animal Attraction is a great story
and I found the characters interesting and charming. Their relationship
builds perfectly and the story flows wonderfully. Eliza and Hunter's
interactions are fresh with just the right amount of humor. The background
characters are good and fill in the blanks without taking the focus
away from the couple. The Alaskan scenery is perfect for a werewolf
story. The sex is hot and exciting, so having a cold drink handy is
a good idea. I am so happy to be able to recommend this book!" "Paige Tyler is a wonderful author and this book shows off her talents. Hunter comes off at first as serious and the typical professor. Under the sheets however, it is a totally different story. Eliza is a woman that takes no prisoners. She is truly a match for Hunter in every way. The suspense comes in with the rogue werewolf that's out to kill her and his reasons are a complete mystery that the reader will enjoy uncovering. I recommend this book if you love paranormal stories that hook you and hold you captive until the last page." 4 Blue Ribbons from Angel, Romance Junkies "Paige Tyler's Animal Attraction
has murder, mystery, suspense and fur! I particularly loved the sense
of humor Ms. Tyler shows in this novel and her twist on the old adage
"things are not always what they appear", and love is a complicated
game. Eliza doesn't think werewolves exist and she also thinks she is
working for an insane paper making up stories. However, when she finds
out different, shock is not the word for it. Eliza, however, does roll
with things though – she is strong, independent and fiercely loyal. 5 Kisses from Two Lips Reviews Despite the cold climate of the setting,
Animal Attraction definitely heats up the pages with its steamy romance.
The attraction and chemistry between Eliza and Hunter is instant and
enough to warm anyone up on a cold night. As their relationship progresses
and Eliza learns more about Hunter, the two grow closer and I couldn't
wait to see how Eliza would handle the truth about Hunter. Not only
did I enjoy the scorching romance of the story, but I also enjoyed the
paranormal aspects. The twist behind the rogue werewolf was a nice surprise
and I enjoyed watching Eliza and Hunter work to solve the mystery. Animal
Attraction is a wonderful paranormal romance full of passion, heat,
and romance. "This is a fiery hot paranormal
romance that I just loved. It had everything I could ever want in a
book -- eroticism, romance, seriousness, humor, murder, mystery, and
lycanthropy. Overall the book was properly thought out, the plot is
well developed, all relationships build befittingly, and the story flows
seamlessly. I read straight through, I just couldn't put it down. The
hero and heroine were wonderfully written, memorable, and charming.
Eliza and Hunter engage in some sinfully sexy love scenes but even at
the most erotic they remained romantic. The secondary characters are
solid and fill in the blanks without taking the focus away from the
couple. I can't wait to read more from this author. I'm really looking
forward to Hunter's twin's story. I have already recommended this to
everyone I know who enjoys paranormal romance." "ANIMAL ATTRACTION was an amazing
story! Ms. Tyler has an incredible ability to give life to her characters,
and really make the reader feel as if they are in the story. Her descriptions
are wonderful, her settings are well researched, and her writing is
fantastic. The attraction between Eliza and Hunter was very believable,
and led to scenes so hot that they could melt an iceberg. All in all,
this was a great story, and I can't wait to read more from this author.
Excellent job! Have the ice water handy, and turn on the AC, because
this is one hot read!" Sample Chapter For MEN OF ALASKA: ANIMAL ATTRACTION by Paige Tyler If anyone ever found out she’d
taken this job, her career as a serious journalist would be ruined.
Eliza Bradley sighed as she took her place at the huge rectangular table
of Paranormal Today magazine. But honestly, who was she kidding? She
had no real career to ruin. In reality, she’d never been more
than a lowly fact checker. The most she’d ever gotten to write
was the headline for someone else’s article. Finding a job as a reporter with another
newspaper had been more difficult than Eliza had thought it would be,
however. While all of them had been more than impressed with her college
background, they had been less so with her lack of real-world experience.
It had been on the tip of her tongue more than once to ask how the heck
she was supposed to get real-world experience when no one would give
her a job, but she’d restrained herself. Barely. That was usually
the point during the interview when the person conducting it mentioned
the newspaper had a position open for a fact checker, if she would be
interested. Right. She had expected the interview to go the same as the others had, but to her surprise, Roger Brannick, the editor-in-chief of the magazine, hadn’t been put off by her lack of experience in the field at all. In fact, he’d told her that she was just the kind of fresh, young talent the magazine looked for in a reporter. She had been so stunned when he’d offered her the job that she’d taken it without hesitation. In retrospect, however, Eliza was beginning to think she should have given the whole thing a bit more thought. Working for a magazine like Paranormal Today could destroy her credibility and make it difficult to ever get a job with a reputable newspaper. In the world of reporting, it was just as bad as working for a scandal sheet. As Roger Brannick began handing out story assignments to the other reporters attending the staff meeting, Eliza found it hard to keep a straight face. He had them investigating rumors of vampires prowling New York City’s Central Park, sightings of ghosts in a Miami hotel, tales of zombies terrorizing Los Angeles, even a sea monster living in the Great Lakes. The list, which seemed to go on and on, only got more and more bizarre. What was even more absurd was that Roger was treating them as if they were seriously newsworthy. Then again, he wasn’t the only one. She looked at the other reporters at the table. My God, they were actually taking notes! “Eliza,” Roger said, finally coming to her. “The other day, we got an email from one of our readers up in Fairbanks who says he has evidence of a werewolf in the area. It seems that a couple of hikers turned up dead recently, and though the authorities are calling it a wild animal attack, I want you to go up there and check it out anyway. Undercover, though. I don’t want people getting wind that you’re up there looking for a werewolf. We don’t want to attract the competition. Say you’re up there doing research for a book you’re writing on wolves, or something like that.” Werewolf? He has to be kidding. She’d
definitely go in undercover. She certainly didn’t want anyone
knowing why she was really up there, that was for sure. If anyone found
out, they’d think she was insane. “Damn right there is,” said the bespectacled, blond-haired reporter at the far end of the table. “I’ve been working at this magazine for five years, and what do I get? I get a haunted house in Iowa while the new girl gets next month’s cover story!” Eliza might have laughed if the other reporter didn’t look so pissed off about the whole thing. She sat up straighter in her chair and cleared her throat. “I don’t mind if he wants to switch assignments, Roger.” She really didn’t mind. It was all the same to her whether she was investigating werewolves or ghosts. The idea that either one existed was ludicrous anyway. Her new boss, however, was shaking his head. “That’s not necessary, Eliza,” Roger said, looking at her over the rim of his half-moon glasses. “I want you on the werewolf story.” At the other end of the conference table, Carson Emory picked up his spiral notebook, pushed back his chair, and got to his feet. “Screw this!” Eliza watched in disbelief as the blond reporter strode to the door and out of the conference room. Great. She had been working there for less than a week and she was already making enemies. “Don’t pay any attention to Carson. He’s never happy,” Roger told her, ignoring the other man’s temper tantrum. “I want you in Fairbanks ASAP. Go see Brenda in the travel department. She’ll already have your flight, hotel, and rental car all set up.” Eliza blinked. She was impressed. For a magazine that published stories on the bizarre and ridiculous, it was certainly run efficiently. She opened her mouth to thank him, but Roger had already begun going down his list again, something about a fifty-foot boa constrictor in the sewers of Chicago. Thank God he hadn’t given her that story. She hated snakes. As she was making her way back to her desk after the meeting, Eliza noticed Carson approaching from the opposite direction. Though she really wasn’t sure why she felt the need to apologize to the man, she found herself stopping him to do just that. “Save it!” he snapped. “Go to Alaska and chase after some stupid werewolf. I’m done with this rag anyway!” Thinking that the other reporter might actually knock her down if she didn’t get out of his way, Eliza took a hasty step back as he pushed past her. Jerk. “Good riddance,” said a male voice behind her. She turned to see a tall, lanky man with shaggy, dark blond hair and wire-rimmed glasses. He was wearing faded jeans and a worn T-shirt that said Property of the San Francisco 49ers on the front. “Carson’s a crybaby. Don’t worry about him,” the man continued. “I’m Andy Decker, by the way, the staff photographer going up to Alaska with you.” Eliza blinked in surprise. The magazine was sending a photographer with her? Wow, it was almost enough to make her feel as if she were a real reporter. Well, at least it would have, if her first assignment didn’t involve writing a story about something as ridiculous as a werewolf! * * * * Their plane landed at the Fairbanks International Airport a little after three-thirty the following afternoon. Even with the hour-and-a-half layover in Seattle, Eliza had to admit they’d made surprisingly good time. Then again, she supposed that had something to do with the time change. Fairbanks was an hour behind San Francisco, after all. Eliza had spent most of the flight digging up what she could about the hikers who had been killed. The articles she’d found on the Internet hadn’t said much really, just that two hikers had been found dead, one a week ago, the other last month. One of the articles mentioned that some livestock had also been killed, but said that local authorities didn’t consider that unusual, especially since grizzly bears had been known to attack farm animals from time to time. She’d noticed that there was no mention of a wolf, were or otherwise, in any of the articles. Finding no further information about the killings, she’d decided to read through the email from Nate Corrigan again, the guy who had contacted the magazine about the supposed werewolf. It was cryptic at best. He claimed he had proof that a werewolf had killed the two hikers, but that he didn’t want to say too much in an email. Apparently, Nate didn’t trust the Internet all that much. No surprise there. He was probably a conspiracy freak as well as a paranormal nut. By the time she and Andy got their luggage and picked up the rental car, it was well after four-thirty. After spending hours on a plane, all Eliza wanted to do was go to the hotel and fall into bed, but when her stomach growled in protest at that idea, she suggested to the photographer that they get something to eat before they check in. As they drove around looking for a restaurant, Eliza took in her new surroundings. She’d never seen so much green in her life. There were tall trees everywhere, both evergreen and birch, which made the whole place seem less citified somehow. With all the green, she had just naturally assumed that the weather would be warmer. But there was still a light frosting of snow on the ground and it was quite chilly for May, at least to her way of thinking. Well, she was in Alaska. And if the trees and the cold weather didn’t convince her, then the moose standing in the middle of the road certainly would have. He just stood there looking at them with his big brown eyes as if wondering why they were getting in his way. While Fairbanks wasn’t huge in comparison to most cities, there were still the usual fast-food restaurants to be found. Rather than go to one of those, however, she and Andy instead decided to go to the quaint diner down the street from their hotel. While she admittedly wasn’t much of a diner person, there was something about the rustic-looking log cabin that seemed inviting. The diner had that same rustic feel on the inside, with exposed logs and hardwood floors, and Eliza found herself smiling as she took in the snowshoes, wood skis, and wildlife paintings that hung on the walls. She might be up here on a wild goose chase, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy the local sights. Though she could do without all the moose heads and mounted fish. “Two?” asked the teenage
girl behind the hostess desk, drawing her attention away from the decor.
At Eliza’s nod, she grabbed two menus from the stack in front
of her and gave them a smile. “Right this way.” Taking a sip of the iced tea the waitress brought to their table a few minutes later, Eliza looked at the photographer. “So, how long have you been working at the magazine?” “Almost two years now.” That took her by surprise. “You must really like it then.” He laughed. “It’s not bad. I get to travel to a lot of different places, and the pay is decent.” She nodded. “You don’t really believe in all this paranormal stuff, though, do you?” It had been something she’d wanted
to ask the photographer all day, but with her spending most of the flight
on her laptop, and Andy spending most of it listening to his iPod, she
hadn’t gotten the chance. Her eyebrows rose. “But werewolves? That’s a little far-fetched, don’t you think?” “Maybe,” he agreed. Eliza would have said more, but the waitress came by just then with their burgers. The older woman gave them a smile as she set the plates down. “Anything else I can get for you folks?” she asked. Eliza glanced down at the table before looking up at the waitress again. “Ketchup?” The woman nodded. “There’s a bottle on the table right behind you, sugar. Enjoy your dinner.” Eliza had expected the woman to bring her a new bottle of ketchup, or at least grab the one off the other table for them, like waitresses in most restaurants would usually do. Maybe it was a diner thing. Or an Alaska thing. Either way, it seemed she would be going to get her own bottle of ketchup. Taking her napkin off her lap and placing it on the table, Eliza pushed back her chair and got to her feet. When the waitress had told her that there was a bottle of ketchup on the table behind theirs, she had naturally assumed it was unoccupied, so she was surprised to see a man sitting there. And not just the average, run-of-the-mill guy she’d expect to find in a diner either, but a mouth-watering specimen of a man. Her breath caught as she found herself stopping right there in the middle of the diner to stare at him She had read in Cosmo once that there was something different about Alaskan men, that living in the great white north made them more masculine and sexy. Staring at the man seated at the table, she could well believe it. Thank goodness he was intent on whatever he was reading on the laptop in front of him, because he would surely think she was a freak standing there staring at him with her mouth hanging open. But good heavens, with that thick, dark hair, chiseled, hair-roughened jaw, and wide, sensual mouth, how could any woman not be mesmerized? Abruptly realizing how idiotic she must
look just standing there, Eliza finally forced her feet to move. As
she neared his table, the man looked up from his laptop and she felt
her breath hitch as his gaze met hers. She’d never seen eyes like
his before. Not quite brown, but not really hazel, either, the only
way she could think to describe them was gold. And the sexiest pair
of eyes she’d ever seen. The heat from them mesmerized her, pulling
her into their depths, and suddenly she found it very hard to breathe. “I, um, was wondering if I could steal your ketchup,” Eliza stammered, her face coloring. “We don’t have any,” she added, glancing back at her table. The man followed the direction of her gaze, his gold eyes settling on the photographer for a moment before he gave her a smile. “Sure.” Picking up the bottle, he held it out to her. As she reached for it, her fingers brushed his and she almost gasped as the most amazing sensation swept through her. It was as though she’d just gotten completely and thoroughly kissed. Her knees felt weak and there was a delicious little flutter in her belly that left her breathless. It was then that she realized she hadn’t actually taken the bottle of ketchup yet. She was just standing there touching him like a doofus. She tried to cover her bizarre behavior by grabbing the bottle, but all she did was almost knock it out of his hand. They both fumbled with the thing for a moment before she finally gained control of it. Could she be any more lame? She could already feel the heat rushing to her face. “I think your boyfriend’s waiting for the ketchup,” he said when she continued to just stand there. Eliza’s brow furrowed in confusion
at the word “boyfriend,” but then she realized he must be
referring to the photographer. She forced her attention away from the
pleasant warmth that still swirled between her thighs and gave him a
smile. “Oh, you mean Andy. He’s not my boyfriend. We just
work together.” Oh God. Did he think she was trying to come on to him? Crap, she really needed to go back to her table before she did something else to embarrass herself. But she couldn’t seem to make her feet move. She had a crazy urge to reach out and touch him again to see if that same sexual spark would happen. Resisting the impulse, she instead reached up to tuck her long, dark hair behind her ear. “But you’re right. He is probably waiting for the ketchup.” Giving the man another smile, she forced herself to turn and walk back to her table. Halfway there, however, she couldn’t resist glancing over her shoulder to take one more look at him. He was regarding her with those incredible golden eyes of his, and her pulse fluttered wildly at the intensity in his gaze. What was going on with her? She’d never experienced anything like this in her life. She had to get control of herself. Giving him one more look over her shoulder, she turned and stumbled back to her seat in a daze, clutching the bottle of ketchup in her hand. Across from her, Andy lifted a brow
as if to ask, what the hell is wrong with you? When she didn’t
say anything, he prompted, “You just going to sit there and hold
that all night, or can I use the ketchup?” Eliza watched as the photographer dumped ketchup on his onion rings, and then began to dig into his meal. She knew she should be doing the same, but she couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened. Her heart was still racing as if she’d just come back from a run. Or had just finished having some really great sex. Good heavens, and all of that was from a mere brush of the fingers. She couldn’t keep herself from wondering what it would have been like if he really had kissed her. It was a long time before Eliza could focus on her food, and by then, she realized she wasn’t really hungry anymore, at least not for food anyway. |