"...A wonderful shapeshifter story...Both characters are really wonderful. I like how Seth struggles with himself...Rafe doesn't understand why a clever and pretty man like Seth would be willing to set with an average man like him...A complex novel, not...for the plot, but for the development of the relationship between Seth and Rafe; the tension mounts...I was crying during the ride, and this is...thanks to the two characters (and the author who wrote them)."--Elise, Elise Rolle Live Journal
"5 Nymphs!...I loved this story. The author does such an excellent job pulling the reader into the story that you can see Seth as the wounded puppy he sometimes is, and when he becomes the Ravager, the intense anger is also felt. Rafe’s reaction to both Seth and the situation he now finds himself in is a realistic portrait, as is his occasional shortness with Seth as things unfold...A definite 'must read' for those who love shifters, but keep the Kleenex handy. If we are lucky, we will see these two again soon."--Critter Nymphs, Literary Nymphs Reviews
"4 Stars!...A complex novel, full of twists and turns. McBride has built a rich fantasy world, complete with backstory, as he lets us watch Seth and Rafe react to each other's need, to each other's crises, to the unexpected...I love the way McBride writes, with evocative color...I recommend it; I think you will enjoy it..."--Carole, Rainbow Reviews
"5 Blue Ribbons!...Lone is now my favorite story from author Rowan McBride. Once I started reading I didn’t want to stop...A captivating and refreshing take on the werewolf romance genre. I was immediately drawn into this new and vibrant world by the author’s descriptions. The plot is engrossing and kept me reading long into the night...An exciting novel with a dark edge but it is also hopeful and moving. It is definitely a keeper!"--Christina, Romance Junkies
"...A very intriguing world created for paranormal and supernatural beings. The characters and writing are tight and solid and the book reads incredibly fast from the first scene to the end...For those that enjoy well-written, creative plots...you may like this offering...I enjoyed reading the book and look forward to future stories set in this creative world."--Kassa, Reviews By Jessewave
"5 Angels!...Recommended Read!...The further I got into the story, the more it drew me in...This brilliantly written story includes fascinating characters, wonderful settings, and a well-written plot. Lone is a story about new beginnings, facing your inner demons, outer conflicts, and the devotion sparked by true love."--NeNe, Fallen Angel Reviews
"5 Hearts!...An intense read...Action-packed, as well as romantic--wonderfully so. Being a hybrid, and hunted mercilessly simply because of this, Seth symbolizes all those shunned in society, misfits, oddballs, and the like...And Rafe--the perfect man for Seth. I’d like to highlight the excitement, suspense, conflict, the funny, hot, and more often than not, awkward lovemaking, but I'd spoil the story...Seth and Rafe's romance gripped my heart and squeezed until I cried. Happy now? You will be, once you read Rowan McBride’s, Lone."--Bryl Tyne, The Romance Studio
...Seth shoved his clothes into the suitcase he’d set on the table, his body shaking as he tried to keep quiet. Flashes of Rafe asking him to stop, of Rafe crying out, of Rafe being subjugated to his every desire played through his mind and body over and over. The dark side of him begged him to shift, to wake up the human and relive this afternoon.
Bad Seth. Bad Seth. Bad Seth!
How could he have unleashed his pure Nightkin nature? On Rafe?
Rafe, who’d always done his best to protect him.
Rafe, who’d been kind.
Seth had dominated and humiliated the only man who’d ever been good to him.
And he wanted to do it again.
He snatched his suits from the closet and threw them into the case. Going back to Iowa was out of the question. He knew he wouldn’t be able to keep himself from Rafe. Arizona maybe. Or Maine.
“Little early to be packing, isn’t it? Being that we’re not leaving till Sunday.”
His hands stilled and he glanced at the bed as Rafe sat up. The muscles in the human’s tan, naked body worked with the movement, every line and curve highlighted by the setting sun. His black hair fell over his forehead, accenting his sapphire eyes. The wolf inside wanted to tear free.
Seth went to the dresser and pulled out the rest of his clothes. “You’re leaving on Sunday. I’m going now. Someplace far away from you.”
His face sober, Rafe stood and crossed to the table. “Just like that, huh?”
“Yes!” yelled Seth, the sound caught between a shout and a growl. Rafe jumped back, and it killed him to see it. To see Rafe, so big and strong, cower from him that way. “It’s what you want.”
“Is it what you want?”
Seth dumped his clothes into the suitcase. He hadn’t known how much he’d wanted Rafe to deny it until just now. “Yes.”
“Liar. A few hours ago you were practically begging me to… What was the word? Oh, yeah. Stay.”
He stiffened, accosted by more memories. “I hurt you. I bit you.”
Rafe ran a hand over the fresh mark on his chest. “I’ve seen you in action, Seth. You could have taken the whole damned muscle out of me if you’d wanted. Now that I’m calmer, it feels more like a love bite.”
A love bite? Disquieted by the words, Seth scratched himself behind his ear, trying to sort it out. He caught the cautious consideration in Rafe’s expression and slammed the suitcase shut. “It’s already started, hasn’t it? Everything I do, every move I make…you’re comparing it to a wolf, or a dog, aren’t you? Do you feel like you’ve been sleeping with a dirty little animal all this time?”
Rafe grabbed his shoulders and shoved him into a chair. “Sit down, Seth.”
Black rage rose up in him and he shot to his feet, even as he held the wolf at bay. “Did you just tell me to sit?”
He thrust Seth back into the chair. “Yes, I did.”
Fear saturated the air, but Rafe’s face was grim, determined. What was going on? Unsure, and needing to know, Seth did as he was told.
Rafe paced the open area in front of him, looking like a wolf on the prowl. “You do a lot of weird damned things, Seth. Half the time you’re like some puppy left out in the rain, and the other half you’re like a hungry, wild wolf. The first I guess I’ve always seen, but I didn’t even know about the second until yesterday. So yes, I’ve been comparing you to both animals quite a bit, and it’s been freaking me out.”
Anger and bitterness nearly choked him. “You lied to me. You promised you would tell me when you wanted me to leave.”
He whirled around. “Shut up!”
Seth jumped and shut his mouth, stunned by his fury.
“I have never lied to you, but you’ve been lying to me since I fucking met you, so you don’t get to be self-righteous. Do you hear me?”
He shrank back, nodded.
Rafe swept his hand through the air between them. “And what is this? Why do you act so timid and scared when we both know you can kick my ass any time you want? One second you’re shy, the next savage, the next you’re on a stage in front of hundreds of people talking about math. Who the fuck are you, Seth?”
Rafe was mad. The Alpha was mad. Instinct hunched his shoulders, bowed his head. He tugged on his hair as he fought back a whimper. “S-Sorry.”
“Stop that.” Rafe grasped his wrist and untangled his fingers from his hair. “And spell it out for me.”
The gentle touch. The soft, gruff tone. Rafe was kind, and some of the panic eased out of him as he remembered that. “I…can’t.”
He stared down at his lap. Nightkin nature was so complex, so intimate. How could he explain it to a human?...