Monday, October 10, 2016

Virtual Blog Tour & Giveaway ~ Wolf's Clothing by EJ Russell

As everyone knows, not all the scenes in the first version of a story make it into the final book—that’s what editing is all about! Here’s part of a deleted scene from Wolf’s Clothing, featuring some of the players on the Haunted to the Max team from Stumptown Spirits: Logan, Riley, producer Julie, cameraman Zack, and clueless star Max.

In this scene, the crew helps—or hinders—Trent in his efforts to find Christophe. Bishop, a character who makes his first appearance in Wolf’s Clothing, is also along for the ride as they trek through the woods near Mt. Hood, with Zack filming the whole thing.


For the sixth time in as many minutes, Julie said, “Are you sure this is the right path?”

Trent glared at her over his shoulder. “I can only tell you what I overheard. They were speaking French, for God’s sake. Cut me a fucking break.”

“Watch the language. We don’t want to have to bleep too much out in post-production.”

He slapped irritably at a blackberry bramble, and got jabbed with a thorn for his trouble. “I can’t believe you’re filming every fricking minute of this shit.”

“It’s our only chance. No retakes, so we need to roll as much footage as we can. We’ll edit the hell out of it in post-production, but I don’t want to miss our first sighting of the wolf.”

“Wolf?” Bishop, who hadn’t let Trent get more than three feet from him since they’d left the van, grabbed Trent’s elbow. “You said this was life or death.”

“It is.”

“The life or death of a wolf?”

“Jesus, Bishop. Just roll with it, okay? If everything goes well, you’ll have a chance to play ex-cops and robbers, or ex-cops and kidnappers, or ex-cops and what-the-hell-ever. But for now, shut up. Everybody shut the fuck up.” Including me.

Julie slapped her clipboard against her leg. “But we need some dialogue for the camera.”

“Screw the camera. You’re all about post-production, so do it in voice-over, for crying out loud.”

Julie pouted. “It’s not the same. I want the raw quality. The shock of discovery. The—shit!” She leaped back from the gopher snake that slithered across the path inches from her toes.

Max positioned himself in front of Zack, in the center of the camera frame. “Here in the wilderness, you never know what wildlife you’ll encounter. Some will be benign, wholly natural, like this harmless snake. But what of the rumors of other, less natural—some might say even monstrous—creatures? Could they lurk here as well, ready to lure an unwary traveler to his doom?” He struck a pose, staring into the lens. “Chilling . . . if true.”

Trent turned to Logan. “Where did they find this guy?”

“Don’t look at me. I asked the same question first time I met him.”

About Wolf’s Clothing

What do you do when you finally prove the existence of the otherworld, but the ghosts kick your ass?

For Trent Pielmeyer, the answer is run like hell—away from his hostile family, away from the disbelieving cops, and far, far, far away from anything that smacks of the supernatural. After seven years’ captivity in a whacked-out alternate dimension, he is so over legend tripping.

When Christophe Clavret spots Trent in a Portland bar, he detects a kindred spirit—another man attempting to outrun the darkness of his own soul. But despite their sizzling chemistry, Trent’s hatred of the uncanny makes Christophe hesitant to confide the truth: he’s a werewolf, one of a dwindling line, the victim of a genetic curse extending back to feudal Europe.

But dark forces are at work, threatening more than their growing love. If Christophe can’t win Trent’s trust, and if Trent can’t overcome his fear of the paranormal, the cost could be Trent’s freedom and Christophe’s humanity. Or it might be both their lives.

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About EJ Russell

E.J. Russell holds a BA and an MFA in theater, so naturally she’s spent the last three decades as a financial manager, database designer, and business-intelligence consultant. After her twin sons left for college and she no longer spent half her waking hours ferrying them to dance class, she returned to her childhood love of writing fiction. Now she wonders why she ever thought an empty nest meant leisure.

E.J. lives in rural Oregon with her curmudgeonly husband, the only man on the planet who cares less about sports than she does. She enjoys visits from her wonderful adult children, and indulges in good books, red wine, and the occasional hyperbole.

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To celebrate the release of Wolf’s Clothing, one lucky winner will receive a $25 Riptide Publishing gift card! Leave a comment with your contact info to enter the contest. Entries close at midnight, Eastern time, on October 15, 2016. Contest is NOT restricted to U.S. entries. Thanks for following the tour, and don’t forget to leave your contact info!


  1. As I'm currently reading the book, I skipped the excerpt as not to find any spoiler *hands over my eyes* ;-)
    Congrats on the book release, EJ. And best of wishes.
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    1. **whistles innocently while gazing at the ceiling**

  2. Good to see the series continue!


  3. Thank you for the excerpt! It sounds like an interesting read.
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  4. Looking forward to reading it, it sounds great.

  5. I love the cover! Thanks for the deleted scene, the book sounds really interesting

  6. The more I read, the more I want to read this book.
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  7. Thanks so much for hosting me today--I really appreciate everyone who took the time to leave comments and well-wishes!

  8. Thanks for the deleted scene. The book sounds really good

  9. Thanks for the giveaway and congratulations for the release.


  10. Thanks for the deleted scene! And congrats on the new book.


  11. I really enjoyed the post. Thank you for sharing.
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  12. Thank you, so good!



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