Karen’s Killer Fixin’s **AUTHOR SPECIAL** with SK PRINCE!!
Welcome to my Friday bonus feature called Karen’s Killer Fixin’s **Author Special**!! Today, instead of one of my recipes, I will introduce you to a new author who will share one of her favorite recipes. Not only will you and I occasionally learn how to make something new and delicious, but we’ll also get a chance to check out some fantastic authors. Introducing author SK PRINCE and her favorite recipe for The Animal Doctor (AKA: The Emma)!
Shifters Destiny: Willow Creek Shifters Book 1
BY SK PRINCE
Blurb
A small-town vet discovers she’s the prophesied shifter who must unite rival clans against an ancient evil while navigating a dangerous romance.
Emma Carter’s life as the Rainbow Vet of Willow Creek is turned upside down when a violent attack reveals her hidden ability to shift into any animal. Thrust into a world of rival shifter clans and ancient prophecies, Emma must quickly master her newfound powers.
With the help of the enigmatic wolf shifter Logan Blackwood, she learns she’s destined to pull the warring factions together against a common enemy. But as Emma struggles with her feelings for Logan and the jealousy of other shifters, an ancient sorcerer threatens to destroy everything she’s come to love. Can Emma embrace her destiny and her heart in time to save the shifter world?
If you love sexy shifters, action-packed battles between good and evil, and alpha vibes that sizzle on the page, you’ll love Shifters Awakening from paranormal and urban fantasy romance author SK Prince.
Read it now!
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Excerpt
Logan
Emma strolled into the noisy bar, wearing slacks and a low-cut shirt. The swing of her hips and the swell of her breasts hinted at her tightly leashed passion. She smelled of blueberries, sage, and antiseptic.
My stomach clenched, and my spine went ramrod straight. A flush covered my skin, and the hair on the back of my neck stood up. My wolf whined in my head and scratched at the door of my self-control.
All from a woman… who had already made it clear she didn’t like me.
But I could bend her over her desk and make her scream my name…
Another empty glass had done its work. Control was going to be a problem tonight. Shit.
Emma stopped at the closest end of the bar, near one of the few seats my employees hadn’t taken, her expression strained. Had she not wanted to come? What had Sheila told her?
Sheila hustled toward the vet. “Hey, you. Want to try your drink? We named it after you, after all.”
Emma grinned, but her mouth remained tight. “I do. It’s the first time I’ve had a drink named after me.”
“It’s a strong one.” Sheila busied herself with making the drink.
“Hopefully, that’s good,” Emma said, scanning the bar around her. When her gaze landed on me, her eyes widened. “Hello, Logan.”
I nodded toward her. She made the two syllables of my name so sexy, tangling around her tongue, and the desire I’d been nursing all day erupted like a volcano, lava-hot.
She glanced at the empty swivel stool beside me and back to my face, so I gestured toward it, inviting her to sit but anticipating her refusal.
Indecision marred her features, and her eyebrows pinched. Tension snapped through me, mirroring hers, and I realized I wanted her to sit beside me, and I wanted to hit on her, flirt with her, and win her over.
Her expression smoothed, and she moved toward the spot beside me.
I held as still as possible, showing no reaction. How unexpected. No way she knew how attractive she was in this moment… or how I already wanted to back her against the wall and devour her until her hands fisted in my hair and she called my name, her voice raspy from orgasm.
For f**k’s sake. Easy, boy. I had to slow down, but how could I? She’d been in my head all afternoon, screaming my name. I was five dates into a relationship with this woman, and she didn’t even know she liked me yet.
Emma stopped beside me and tapped the low back of the stool. “Anybody sitting here?”
“You are,” I said, turning it toward her with my foot.
“Great,” she said, easily straddling the stool, and I wondered what it would be like if she wrapped her long legs around me like that. She dropped my credit card on the bar between us. “I wasn’t sure when I’d run into you or Sheila again, so I went back and grabbed it before I left the office.”
“Thanks.”
“Do you want to know how much it was?”
“Don’t care. You have it in your system now, so you can charge it whenever Sully comes in. If that doesn’t work out, call me.”
Appreciation and admiration warmed her eyes, and she laid her hand on my forearm. “I’ll do that.”
Her touch seared my skin, sending my brain to feral places. I broke the contact by standing up to fish my wallet out of my pocket, but I didn’t miss it when her gaze dropped to my belt buckle, and I hid my smile as I returned to my seat. Lack of self-control was about to be a problem—or a solution—for both of us.
Sheila appeared with Emma’s drink, deposited a small napkin square in front of her seat, and then placed the drink on it.
Emma gasped. “It’s like my hair.”
“Nothing less for our Rainbow Vet.”
Emma snapped a photo. “For social media later,” she murmured, and then she took a swig, a long one. When she placed the drink back on the napkin, she grinned. “It’s delicious.”
“Need a menu?” Sheila asked, glancing at me.
“I’d better, or I’ll be tipsy in five seconds,” Emma said. “I skipped lunch.”
Sheila turned to me. “What about you?”
Instead of answering Sheila, I leaned closer to Emma. “Would it bother you if I ate you?” I paused, realizing my slip up. “If I ate beside you?”
“Not at all,” she said, hesitating. Then she added, “I think I’d like that.”
“I’ll take a menu,” I said, giving Sheila a glare, hoping a dose of ire would dim her glee.
Did it take the edge off my cousin’s smile? Hell no.
At least she hurried away before she ruined everything. “Let me grab those menus.”
Emma pointed to the nearly empty glass in front of me. “What are you drinking?”
“I’m devouring a mouthwatering Animal Doctor.” I held up the drink and drained the last of it. “It’s one of the best things I’ve tasted in a long time.”
“Is that so?” Her pupils dilated, and she took an unsteady breath. Had she shuddered? Her next swallow nearly emptied her own glass. “Do you like to devour Animal Doctors?”
Oh, f**kity, f**k, f**k.
My d*ck’s in trouble.
SK Prince lives in Texas where she gets to write about every big, strong hero shifter she can, gleefully tripping him up when his fated mate steps into his life. Her books are full of misdirected magic, supernatural sass, and hot alpha-holes just begging to be tamed. She’s always planning the next weekend research adventure even though she can’t wait to get home.
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Karen
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The Animal Doctor (AKA: The Emma)
2 oz of grenadine
Ice
5 oz of orange juice
1 oz of blue curaçao
3 oz of vodka
Splash of blueberry or cranberry juice
Pineapple chunks, dark sweet cherries, and an orange slice
1. Place two ounces of grenadine in the bottom of a large (14 oz) highball or collins glass.
2. Add ice over the grenadine. Fill the glass ¾ full.
3. Pour 5 oz. of orange juice over the ice.
4. Stir gently to add a red-orange layer. (Optional.)
5. In another container, mix 1 oz. of blue curaçao with 3 ounces of vodka.
6. Hold a spoon with its back facing up against the inside of the glass. Slowly pour the blue curaçao/vodka mixture over the back of the spoon, allowing it to flow gently and settle without disturbing the layer below. (Here’s an example on YouTube.)
7. Add a splash of blueberry juice or a splash of cranberry juice on top to make the blue a littler darker.
8. Garnish with an orange slice, pineapple chunks, and premium cocktail cherries.
This is a strong cocktail!
Only for adults 21+.
Enjoy Responsibly.
Thanks, SK, for sharing your book and recipe with us!
Don’t miss the chance to read this book!
nice excerpt
Holy cow! Great premise and recipe!
Thanks SK and thanks, Karen
Good morning, Wow, your book sounds like a Great read! And how a Beautiful this drink is , it sounds really good also. Thank you so much for sharing your excerpt, I love the sound of it. Have a Great weekend.
Loved the excerpt and holy wow – the drink sounds like a fun sweet (and dangerous) one!
Oh, that sounds tempting. I’ll definitely have to give it a try. Thank you for sharing the recipe and the book.
Thanks for sharing the recipe and the book sounds good!
Both the book and the recipe sound so good!