{"id":9699,"date":"2023-01-03T01:05:09","date_gmt":"2023-01-03T06:05:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/?p=9699"},"modified":"2023-01-01T17:58:50","modified_gmt":"2023-01-01T22:58:50","slug":"teaser-tuesday-cuddling-my-chuchunya-by-marilyn-barr","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/?p=9699","title":{"rendered":"Teaser Tuesday &#8211; Cuddling My Chuchunya by Marilyn Barr @author_barr #monsterromance"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/sites.google.com\/rabtbooktoursandpr.com\/2023-blitzes\/marilyn-barr-cuddling-my-chuchunya-teaser-tuesday\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/storage.googleapis.com\/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3\/663\/206663\/rL88XEv2\/208fd727a39341faaf92c38c42fcd9a6\" width=\"500\" height=\"200\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a style=\"clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\" href=\"https:\/\/storage.googleapis.com\/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3\/663\/206663\/rL88XEv2\/f642dc964b0242359800ee42aba126aa\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/storage.googleapis.com\/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3\/663\/206663\/rL88XEv2\/f642dc964b0242359800ee42aba126aa\" width=\"267\" height=\"400\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">Book 1 of Snuggling in Siberia<\/span><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;\"><b>Monster Romance<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;\"><b><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Date Published:<\/span><\/b><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\"> 01-13-2023<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/book\/show\/63250629-cuddling-my-chuchunya\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/sites.google.com\/a\/myaddictionisreading.com\/spring-2016\/home\/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png\" alt=\"photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><b>Dr. Vera Thompson<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">I am one reindeer sleigh ride away from academic notoriety and the corpse excavation which will catapult my career from junior anthropology fellow to<br \/>\ntenured professor. Crossing the Siberian tundra is not for the faint of heart but with modern technology like a GPS, cell phone signal, and all-climate winter gear, I\u2019ll reach the suspected Australopithecus body unearthed by the melting permafrost. One more day of dodging methane gas pockets under the ice and my life will change forever\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><b>Artyom<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">The hairless ones swarmed around my brother\u2019s body like flies from the southern land. Tradition dictates his next of kin perform his last rites, so I follow the erratic driving of the hairless ones from a foreign land. If these invaders discover my chuchunya clan, I fear we are too few to defend our territory under the ice. I don\u2019t understand why the sled driver throws his passenger into a ground popper, but the cruel deed activates my coupling (dushevnayasvyaz) instincts to heat my body to an inferno\u2026the first sign of a soul bond\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">Stuck between loyalty to his clan\u2019s secrecy and his biology, will<br \/>\nArtyom trade injured Vera for Denis\u2019s body? Will Vera choose modern conveniences in Ohio or stay in Siberia with the chuchunya who promises to cherish her? In such an unforgiving landscape, will Artyom prove his dushevnayasvyaz by pushing her toward an easier life, even if her leaving breaks both their hearts?<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><b><i>This book is for adults with cursing characters, mild violence, and steamy<br \/>\nromantic scenes between a consenting human and a monster. To survive while<br \/>\nisolated in Siberia, they must eat whatever food is available\u2014whether<br \/>\nit is a reindeer companion or not.<\/i><\/b><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;\"><b>Excerpt<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">I land cradled in his arms about a foot off the ground. My feet scrape along the stone floor as he draws me inside a small chamber. A high-powered flashlight tied to the ceiling illuminates his face\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">Without the mask over his mouth, I get a view of a living<br \/>\nAustralopithecus\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">A flat nose, thin lips, and intelligent blue eyes are inches from my own. His muzzle juts out to accommodate his enlarged tongue that I don\u2019t need to see to know it\u2019s there. I\u2019ve studied his form in books for half my life. In a surprisingly human gesture, he swings his chin to shake ice crystals from his hair. Those monstrous fingers comb back the strands from his brow, along the back of his head, and over his furry left shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u201cI must have a concussion,\u201d I murmur. My fingers have a mind of<br \/>\ntheir own and investigate the contours of his face before shrinking back in mortification.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u201cOr you just find me that repulsive,\u201d he says as his chin<br \/>\nlowers to his chest. With a grunt, he lifts me to his chest and carries me to a stack of furs. I can\u2019t breathe. My research. My studies. My obsession for the last eight years of post-secondary education has emerged from my anthropology articles to rescue me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">My Pleistocene Epoch Chapters\u2026written about the Earth two million years ago\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">Maybe I hit my head and I\u2019m passed out at the bottom of the methane pit\u2026but there was water, so I would have drowned by now. Did I imagine swimming, Balky, Artyom, and perhaps the entire accident? I rip off my gloves to pinch the back of my hand. My heart pounds as the sting registers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">I\u2019m not dreaming. My imagination couldn\u2019t have conjured him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u201cPlease don\u2019t run,\u201d he says when I attempt to scramble to<br \/>\nmy feet. \u201cIf we don\u2019t secure your hip, you may injure yourself<br \/>\npermanently.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">I wish I could say I\u2019m focused on my hip, but it\u2019s numb so I<br \/>\npush my injuries to the bottom of my problems list. He would be more confident if he incapacitated me with his herbs, right? So why aren\u2019t I screaming in fear? Being isolated with a monster should scare the hell out of me, but he kneels before me like a queen as I rest on a pile of furs. I\u2019m dumbstruck with attraction. Bright blue eyes blaze with compassion from a nest of ivory hair. The thick coarse locks cover his face and hang in a neat beard. Finer, whiter hair is swept backward on his head. It drapes<br \/>\nover his shoulders over coarse fur. He isn\u2019t wearing furs but is<br \/>\ncovered in thick white hairs with strands of auburn peeking through. When my eyes trail to the darker patch over his lap, I snap them up to his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">Where he\u2019s blushing\u2026without his half-face mask.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><i>Could he be more fascinating?<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u201cBut you are from the Pleistocene Epoch and using a modern<br \/>\nflashlight! You are like Schrodinger\u2019s cat\u2014both extinct and<br \/>\nalive at the same time!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u201cI do not know this Schrodinger, his cat, or half the words you said. Polina is a hairless one like you, who is the mate to our leader, Timor. She trades our skins and fish for batteries and lights in the leto season,\u201d he says with a severe frown. I miss half his explanation because I\u2019m too busy watching his thin lips form the sounds. I could study his speech patterns for decades and not have all my questions answered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><i>What would it feel like to kiss a mouth with a pronounced maxillary bone<br \/>\nand an enlarged tongue?<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">The thought is so wrong. It makes me want to kiss him&#8230;and explore our differences. My fingers itch to touch him. I have a million questions to ask him about his life. First and foremost, is there a female he keeps in this cave\u2026if not, where do I sign up? I could study his handsome face for years and not lose interest\u2014amazing since my dating life has been as exciting as reading the dictionary. Should I be shocked my mind is contemplating blowing off my dig to study this specimen?<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">\u00a0And I can\u2019t blame my body\u2019s <i>response to him on a head<br \/>\ninjury\u2026<br \/>\n<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;\"><b>About the Author<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p><a style=\"clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\" href=\"https:\/\/storage.googleapis.com\/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3\/663\/206663\/rL88XEv2\/9903abb853a6459d8272361a9b176508\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/storage.googleapis.com\/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3\/663\/206663\/rL88XEv2\/9903abb853a6459d8272361a9b176508\" width=\"289\" height=\"290\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">Marilyn Barr currently resides in the wilds of Kentucky with her husband, son, and rescue cats. She has a diverse background containing experiences as a child prodigy turned medical school reject, published microbiologist,<br \/>\nspecial education\/inclusion science teacher, homeschool mother of a savant, certified spiritual &amp; energy healer, and advocate for the autistic community. This puts her in the position to bring tales containing heroes who are regular people with different ability levels and body types, in a light where they are powerful, lovable, and appreciated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\">When engaging with the real world, she is collecting characters, empty coffee cups, and unused homeschool curricula. She is a sucker (haha) for cheesy horror movies, Italian food, punk music, black cats, bad puns, and all things witchy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;\"><b>Contact Links<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marilynbarr.com\/\">Website<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/MarilynBarrAuthor\/\">Facebook<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/author_barr\">Twitter<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/user\/show\/17435761-marilyn-barr\">Goodreads<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/marilyn_barr_author\/\">Instagram<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.tiktok.com\/@marilyn_barr_author\">TikTok<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;\"><b>Preorder Now<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3Q4gwh6\">Amazon<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p><a id=\"rcwidget_v5bzjtuc\" class=\"rcptr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.rafflecopter.com\/rafl\/display\/408264011659\/\" rel=\"nofollow\" data-raflid=\"408264011659\" data-template=\"\" data-theme=\"classic\">a Rafflecopter giveaway<\/a><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.rabtbooktoursandpr.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/storage.googleapis.com\/wzukusers\/user-32179697\/images\/0ef1e26fd5f04c99b11731d6d17c8a41\/RABT-Tour-Host.png\" alt=\"RABT Book Tours &amp; PR\" width=\"400\" height=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Book 1 of Snuggling in Siberia&nbsp; Monster Romance Date Published: 01-13-2023 &nbsp; &nbsp; Dr. Vera Thompson I am one reindeer sleigh ride away from academic notoriety and the corpse excavation which will catapult my career from junior anthropology fellow to tenured professor. 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