Monday, October 25, 2010

Shape Shifter Blog Tour Spooktacular

Welcome today to Paty Jager, author #9. Here's a little of what I could learn about her.

Paty Jager has always had a fascination with the Native Americans and how they were treated. In her trilogy about Nez Perce spirits she has captured the Nez Perce lifestyle and inserted her imagination of what the spirits would be like if they could or did walk this earth. One shifts into wolf form, one into an elk, and one into a bald eagle.

She has five historical western romance novels available through The Wild Rose Press and one contemporary western, which won the 2008 Best Contemporary Romance EPPIE. To learn more about Paty drop by her website: To purchase her books to go to or any e-book or print outlet.


Wren, the daughter of a Nimiipuu chief, has been fated to save her people ever since her vision quest. When a warrior from the enemy Blackleg tribe asks for her hand in marriage to bring peace between the tribes, her world is torn apart.

Himiin is the spirit of the mountain, custodian to all creatures including the Nimiipuu. As a white wolf he listens to Wren’s secret fears and loses his heart to the mortal maiden. Respecting her people’s beliefs, he cannot prevent her leaving the mountain with the Blackleg warrior.

When an evil spirit threatens Wren’s life, Himiin must leave the mountain to save her. But to leave the mountain means he’ll turn to smoke…


Wren’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. “My gift is to save The People. The weyekin who came to me in my vision quest said this.” She wrapped her arms around herself as if staving off a cold breeze.

Himiin hated that they argued when they should relish their time together. He moved to her, drawing her against his chest, embracing her. The shape of her body molded to his. Her curves pressed against him. Holding her this way flamed the need he’d tried to suppress.

He placed a hand under her chin, raising her face to his. The sorrow in her eyes tugged at his conscience. To make her leaving any harder was wrong. But having experienced her in his arms, he was grieved to let her go. Even for the sake of their people.

Her eyelids fluttered closed. Her pulse quickened under his fingers. Shrugging off the consequences, he lowered his lips to hers. They were softer than he imagined. Her breath hitched as he touched her intimately. Parting his lips, he touched her with his tongue, wanting to see if she tasted as sweet as she smelled.


She tasted of sweet honey straight from the bosom of a bee tree.

One taste was not enough. He pulled her closer, moving his lips across hers, tasting and savoring the feel of them.

Her mouth opened and she sighed.

His body came to life. The sensations transcended anything he’d experienced before. How could one woman make him feel powerful and vulnerable at the same time? Why did he wish to crush her to him and never let go and yet feel compelled to treat her with the tenderness one would give the tiniest of creatures? He couldn’t continue this way.

To hold her, to touch her soft skin. He would never be able to let her go.

He must.

Paty Jager
Award Winning
Western Romance Author


  1. Wow, what a great scene, Paty. Steam is coming off the page and all their doing is kissing!!!

  2. Thanks Marie. This excerpt has gotten a lot of attention. And thank you for spotlighting me today. I'm looking forward to serving up sugar cookies and talking about shape shifters on my blog on Thursday and Friday as part of the blog shapeshifting tour.

  3. I'll have the punch. I wonder who's going to spike it? Anthony? LOL
    I'm looking forward to the party - I hope our characters get along well and all behave.

  4. Now that's a HOT excerpt!
    And of course I'm ready. I've not heard from my characters though. I think they're up to something.

  5. What a conflict! Save the girl and blow away on the wind?? She can't be up for that either!

  6. Thanks Anthony and Simone.

    I have my post ready and waiting to post at midnight. Looking forward to the party!


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