BLOG TOUR – INTERVIEW – The Shifter’s Shotgun Mating by Ardy Kelly – #Excerpt #Giveaway #Interview


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🌟 Please join me in welcoming author Ardy Kelly to Stories That Make You Smile! Ardy is here today celebrating this past summer’s release of the second book in the Lone Wolves Ranch series, The Shifter’s Shotgun Mating. They’ve brought along a lovely excerpt, a generous giveaway, and sat down to answer a few questions about their writing process. Read on to learn all about what brought Ardy to the Omegaverse! 🌟

The Shifter’s Shotgun Mating by Ardy Kelly

A bad bargain. A botched bounty. A binding bite.

Series: Lone Wolves Ranch (book #2)
Release Date: June 30, 2019
Length: Novel / 67,520 words / 251 pages
Pairing / Genre(s) / Keyword(s): M/M Paranormal Romance, wolf-shifter, Mpreg, fated mates, shotgun/forced mating, barren omega, bounty hunter, gay

It is not necessary to have read the previous book in the series, but it doesn’t hurt.

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Series Blurb

Lone Wolves Ranch, in the California Sierras, is a gated community like no other. Home to shifters of every type, it’s the ideal place to raise a family of four-legs.  And with an abundance of single, smoking-hot alphas it’s also the perfect place for male omegas to find love.

Low angst, slow burn, and with a collection of characters you won’t forget, Lone Wolves Ranch is the perfect M/M Mpreg hideaway to burrow into.

We’ll leave the gate open for you.

Book Blurb

A bad bargain.

A botched bounty.

A binding bite.

Adam knew bounty hunting in another pack’s territory had risks, but being at the end of a shotgun for a forced mating was not one he expected. At least it wasn’t permanent. Once he paid the promised cut of the bounty the leader of Pine Hollow would dissolve the mating. Adam just needed to keep his hands (and his teeth) away from the enticing omega.

Ricky knew nothing about the outside world, but he knew his days at Pine Hollow were numbered. The barren, widowed omega’s best chance for survival was to find a mate at Lone Wolves Ranch. Anyone would do. Anyone but the ornery wolf who bit him. Adam said he didn’t want a mate, so why was he acting like a knot-blocker?

The Shifter’s Shotgun Mating is the second book in the Lone Wolves Ranch series. It can be read as a stand-alone though secondary character’s lives continue from The Cub Club.


It was too quiet. And too dark.

Adam tried to open his eyes against the pressure of something cool and damp laid across his face. He reached up to brush it away.

A gentle hand wrapped around his wrist. “Please, let me do it.”

Not one to trust a strange voice, Adam yanked his hand free. Pulling the cloth from his head, he blinked at the candle-lit faces staring down at him before a wave of nausea struck.

Eight arms replaced the damp rag over his eyes, while a single hand pressed him back against the cushions. “You need to rest and let your body heal if you want to recover quickly.”

Rest seemed like the sensible thing to do until the queasiness passed. “Where am I?”

“You’re back at Pine Hollow. Do you remember how you got here?”

Adam tried to shake his head, but his equilibrium protested the motion. He felt hands on his forehead. Warm, soothing hands. Omega hands.

“Relax,” the voice suggested, and tension drained from Adam’s body.

Don’t let your guard down, his inner voice warned. Omegas were overly protective, especially to pups and alphas, and would insist he rest. There must be a beta in the room who would see reason. “I just need to shift and I’ll be fine.”

“You were hit with silver buckshot. You’re going to have to heal the human way. Patiently. Please, give your body time to recover.”

Gus had silver bullets? That thought alone would have propelled him out of bed, but for the hands gently preventing him from rising.

Adam took a deep breath through his nose. Yes, definitely omega. Or he was pumped up with tranquilizers and parked downwind from a bakery. When the hands pressed lightly on his shoulder, Adam relaxed back on the bed. He no longer felt the need to get up, but he hadn’t lost concern for his men. “What about my team?”

“I’ve only seen you and the obnox—the chatty one.”

That would be Tom. “Is he okay?”

“I took some silver out of his calf. Had to give him white sage for the pain. He’s sleeping now.”

White sage was catnip for shifters. That’s why I feel this way. It’s a contact high. It would explain his desire to get a good look at the sweet-smelling omega hovering around him. “I’m Adam.”

“I’m Ricky.”

Adam waited but no one else spoke. “What about the rest of you?”


“I saw a whole medical team hovering over me.”

“Keep your eyes closed,” the voice instructed as the cloth was lifted off one eye. “Tell me how many fingers you see.”

Adam slowly lifted his eyelid. “Are you an octopus shifter? Nobody has that many fingers on one hand.”

Ricky covered Adam’s eye. “You’ve got double vision. It’s probably from the buckshot that grazed your head. I pulled all the silver out of your skin and cleansed the wounds, but we should flush out your system to speed the recovery. I want you to drink plenty of water.”

“How’s that going to work if I can’t walk to the bathroom?”

Ricky paused. “I’ll get you a jar.”

“Make it a wide-mouth one,” Adam replied.

If eye rolls made a sound, Adam was pretty sure he heard one from the omega. While Ricky fetched the water, Adam let his hands move over his body, taking an inventory. He felt gauze bandages across the left side of his scalp, and more on his left shoulder and bicep. His chest was uninjured, no doubt due to the protective vest, but his thigh had taken a few hits, dangerously close to the family jewels. If he had stood a few inches in either direction, he’d either be dead or have missed the ammo entirely.

His hands moved outward, exploring where he laid. He was on a bed big enough for two. The sheets were freshly washed, so he couldn’t scent them to be sure he was in the home of the omega tending him.

The strong odor of antiseptic on his skin made it difficult to sniff out Ricky. He needed the omega to be closer. Preferably, very close.

Ricky returned and sat on the edge of the bed. The mattress dipped slightly, pulling the blanket tighter against his body. When their hips pressed against each other, Adam felt the warmth of his nurse through the covers.

A childhood memory came back to him. He remembered his mother sitting on his bed when he was ill. Her hands on his forehead, and the warmth of her body as she hovered over him. Focus, he told himself. You can relax when you get back to Lone Wolves Ranch.

“I put some water in an empty beer bottle. It should make it easier to drink while you’re lying down.” Ricky pressed the cool glass into Adam’s hand, and set another against his hip. “And here’s a jar if you need it. Wide mouth.”

Omegas weren’t known for sarcasm, so Adam couldn’t be sure whether Ricky was teasing him. “Thanks. Are you the pack doctor?”

“No. I told Tom I’m a healer, but the truth is I’m a nobody.”

“Are you mated?” Adam cringed at his question. Wolves weren’t known for being subtle, but that was rude even for a lupine. “Sorry, that was the head injury talking. What I meant to say was do I need to worry about being naked and alone with an unmated omega?”

Ricky stood up and the worn mattress slowly recovered its shape. “No. I was mated.”

Was mated? Is he mated now?

Before he could ask, Ricky crossed the room. “I need to leave you for a bit, to tend to Rock.”

Adam had completely forgotten about the idiot who caused this mess. “Is he okay?” It would serve him right.

There was a pause. “Rock’s dead,” was the monotone reply.

Oh, dear wolf gods. Everything has gone to hell. “I need to talk to my team. Now!”

☆ Interview ☆

What stops you from writing?

I am the world’s worst multi-tasker. I am so easily distracted I need a quiet place without television, cell phones, or internet.  It’s impossible for me to write in a coffee shop. I wish more people were like me – I’m sick of never finding a seat at Starbucks because of all the budding authors who finished their Frappuccino an hour ago!

Some authors love to write while listening to music, but it is as soothing to me as the neighbor’s barking dog. I need quiet and San Francisco isn’t usually a quiet town.

Where are your favorite places to write?

Surprisingly, group writing retreats work for me. My competitive streak helps me block out all distractions. Though I’m usually the curmudgeon who is going, “Shhhh!”  (I must have been a librarian in a previous life.)

But my absolute favorite place to write is on cruise ship. Really!  I’ve been on two cruises to Mexico and still haven’t gotten off the boat. If I go alone, it’s the perfect environment for a writer. There’s always food available. Someone else washes the dishes, makes your bed and cleans your room every day. You can take a break and see a show (or play bingo), and still be back in your room within an hour.  It’s like day care for adults.  On a seven day cruise, with my nose to the grindstone, I can write more than three months at home.

I do have a rule. I never tell anyone on the ship that I’m writing. They always ask about the book, and I am tired of explaining Mpreg to an audience whose average age is grandparent. And I don’t want them reading my books if I’ve given the villain a lot of their personality traits!

How did you end up in the Omegaverse?

I was reading a bunch of M/M stories, and Amazon informed me that “customers who bought this item also bought” Mpreg books. I didn’t know what Mpreg was so I researched it online. Then I had to buy one of those books to find out how the heck they were going to do that!

But those poor omegas! How they suffered! I don’t mind a little angst with my romance but not CSI:Omegaverse.

For the first book, The Cub Club, I went anti-angst. However, for The Shifter’s Shotgun Mating, I did insert some in Ricky’s backstory. My next book in the series will probably be anti-angst again.

What are you working on now, and when can we expect it?

Currently I’m writing the third book in the Lone Wolves Ranch series. I’ve decided that it is time Sheriff Chet finds love. Since Chet isn’t a shifter (but he does have powers) it’s a bit of a departure from the first two books. The sheriff falls in love with a pregnant single man from a famous shifter family, and if everything goes as planned they’ll settle down at the ranch. I’m hoping to have it out in March, 2020—but don’t quote me on that.

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2 thoughts on “BLOG TOUR – INTERVIEW – The Shifter’s Shotgun Mating by Ardy Kelly – #Excerpt #Giveaway #Interview

  1. I saw this book elsewhere recently (have no idea where at the moment). The cover alone intrigued me with that never-seen-elsewhere snarky/snarly baby. A chuckle-inducing moment. So I went and bought both books, read them right away, and thoroughly enjoyed both five stars.

    Just my USD .02.


    p.s. If this somehow enters me in the drawing and I somehow win, let’s avoid the appearance of impropriety given my comments above, and pass the win along to someone else.

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