HIS OMEGA REVIEW



HEY THERE FRIENDS, I AM GLAD TO BE ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF SICK NOW AND ABLE TO BRING YOU MY REVIEW OF THIS OUTSTANDING BOOK 1 IN A SERIES!!! HIS OMEGA; WEREWOLVES OF MANHATTAN 1, BY A.C. KATT IS JUST WONDERFUL, I HAVE MY REVIEW, LINKS, AND EVEN AN EXCERPT FOR YA, SO LET'S GET STARTED! 



I THINK THIS QUOTE IS PERFECT FOR BOTH THESE GUYS, HERE IS MY REVIEW:

                     His Omega (Werewolves of Manhattan 1) by: A.C. Katt
                                                           reviewed by: Becky

On his way home from a meeting of the North American werewolf council, Armand La Marche is stopped in his limousine by a boy who is hurt by an unknown assailant who murdered his friend. After decades of searching, Armand has found his mate. There is one problem, someone is trying to kill Sean.

Sean Quinn's friend Leroy was gutted trying to protect him. He runs for help and stops the first car he sees.

Armand LaMarche is head Alpha of the North American werewolf council and was in his limousine on his way home to his Manhattan brownstone. When the wounded boy stops his car, Armand recognizes two things - the boy is part wolf, an Omega with a great gift, and he's Armand's mate. Now all Armand has to do is claim his mate and keep him safe from the murderer.



May I just start this review my saying I LOVE this cover, so sexy! That said, this is one hell of a great book too! I read this in one sitting, and can't wait to start book 2!
AC Katt has a way of bringing you into a story and keeping you enthralled until the very end!

Poor Sean, he has had a rough go of it since his "Father" kicked him out and took his inheritance he got from his Aunt for coming out as gay. He lost everything including his school and home and almost resorted to the unthinkable, until he had to run to save himself after his friend Leroy died saving him. Boy does he run to right place!

Armand can't believe he finds his injured mate running up to his car for help, of all the ways he thought he would meet his other half, this wasn't one of them. Armand is a very powerful Werewolf, and he takes his mate home to get well and hopefully become his forever!

Can Armand keep his beloved mate safe from a murderer, and will he have to protect him from more than even that? As for Sean, he soon learns he is more than he ever thought he was, and it turns out he is a great asset to his new pack, but can the pack and his mate keep him out of harms way?

Oh boy is this a great one, I just want to spill the whole story, but of course I can't, so talk to me after you read it! Thanks A.C., for one hell of a shifter story!


                                              the 5 potter's wheel rating ;)


I DID THE POTTER'S WHEEL IN HONOR OF SWEET, TALENTED SEAN! HERE ARE THE LINKS FOR THIS ONE: SNAP IT UP FRIENDS, IT'S A KEEPER FOR SURE!





ALRIGHTY FRIENDS, YOU SHOULD BE SET FOR LINKS! HERE IS A SHORT EXCERPT FROM THE PROLOGUE OF THE BOOK, 

Sean managed college with his aunt's money, a scholarship, student loans, and a job in a small art gallery in SoHo. With this patchwork of funding; Sean was able to eke out a living paying for the apartment he shared and a ramen noodle diet with an occasional hamburger from the dollar menu at Mickey D's.
He heard his father at the front door and braced himself. I can do this.
Tom Quinn, for once, didn't stagger into the house. He put his hat on the coat rack and Sean heard the jingle of his keys and change as they hit the small table in the front hall.
"Where are you boy? Is supper ready? It better be, you need to do something to earn your keep." Tom's heavy footsteps pounded down the hallway.
Sean worked at the pharmacy all day delivering prescriptions to the residents of the burg, so his father's snide comment about earning his keep wasn't fair; but then Tom rarely was fair. Sean gave his father most of his wages when he came back to Keansburg for the summer. He had to come home because he couldn't afford the cost of an apartment alone for the months he didn't have roommates to contribute toward the rent. He spent his holidays alone in the city because the holidays brought out the worst in Tom. Sean's mother had passed on Christmas Eve eight years before and his father spent the twelve days of Christmas in a stupor.
Sean set the table and brought the shepherd's pie straight from the oven and put it out on a potholder in front of his father. Once his father finished his dinner and the ever-present beer, Sean steeled himself for the conversation to come.
Sean took after his mother, small but strong, blond and green-eyed. He'd competed in gymnastics throughout high school and disappointed his father with his choice of NYU rather than taking a sports scholarship to one of the other schools that offered him a free ride. Tom already called his son a pansy for his looks and interest in art. Sean figured his announcement wouldn't be met with much surprise.
He brought out an apple pie he purchased for the occasion. While Tom dug into the pie Sean attempted to start "the conversation."
"Dad, I have to tell you something."
"What?"
"I guess it's better to come straight out and say it. I'm gay."
"Are you telling me you're a queer?"
"That's one way of putting it."
Tom jumped up from his chair and let loose with a sucker punch straight to Sean's chin. He continued punching Sean until he hit the floor and curled up into a ball to avoid Tom's fists. Tom started to kick aiming between his legs. This wasn't the first time he took a beating; however Tom was more vicious than usual.
"You little bastard, your mother came to me with a brat in her belly and I accepted you because I loved her."
Sean lay on the black and white linoleum and stared up at him in shock. "I only kept you here for the sake of her memory, but now, I want you out of my house by morning. You'll get no more from me. You can forget Nellie's legacy because I control that until you turn twenty-five and I'll make damn sure I spend every dime."
"That's my money." Sean countered as he attempted to get up from the floor.
"But I have power of attorney and I say you get nothing." Tom looked at him with pure loathing.
"I can take you to court." Sean shouted.
"Try it, you faggot. By the time you pay for a lawyer, it will be gone. Get out of my sight and be out of here by morning. Be grateful I'm allowing you to pack your stuff."
Sean crawled up the stairs and threw his few possessions into a large backpack. He took his laptop and cell phone, purchased with his own money, and readied himself to leave the house before his father got up in the morning.


POOR SEAN, YOU JUST HAVE TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS NEXT RIGHT? YOU WILL LOVE IT! HAPPY READING GUYS!