Bewitching the Werewolf (Megan Stephens Book 1)
Caroline Hanson
Language: English
Pages: 65
ISBN: B005QEA87A
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
When witch for hire, Megan Stephens, is assigned to help the local werewolf pack leader find a mate, she thinks the job will be easy. Get in, get him up and get gone. But when she meets Zack Connor, she realizes her future might have a lot more dog jokes in it than she ever imagined.
This is a short story-- approximately 40 pages in length-- and includes an excerpt from Love is Darkness, the first book in the Valerie Dearborn series.
**Please be aware that this book contains sex. And not in a fade-to-black-sort-of-way but an-OMG-that's-in-public-sort-of-way**
held his hand and spoken to him soothingly, her maternal instincts at the fore as she convinced him it was just the blood and the empath’s magic that made him so upset, he didn’t really want to die. Didn’t want to kill everyone he met. When she'd tugged him up off the ground, the sky pink and yellow with the coming sun, he'd gone with her, feeling wrecked and defenseless. She'd led him to safety, finding them refuge in a cemetery. The same cemetery where he'd buried his wife and children
something to feel when all he'd felt for hundreds of years was empty darkness. It would be madness to indulge; a potential nightmare instead of Roberto's drunken happiness. But the woman was dead, wasn't she? No revenge, no psychic connection where she could control him and manipulate his feelings. Roberto said there was a daughter, but her blood might be normal, the power an aberration. This could be the last chance to experience an empath’s gifts. Decision made, Lucas grabbed Roberto,
glamour spell to ensure that no one would be able to see me at the party. The place was hopping and I had a moment of chagrin. If I had just given the man a damned pill I could be here right now, on his arm—like candy, probably of the penny variety— but at least I would be able to ogle and hold onto him. Hear his jokes or listen to him talk about business, but instead I was incognito. I paused next to the buffet table while I looked around the room. Why did I care about what had happened? Why
with someone like you. You know, the whole package. You’re like all that and a bag of kibble,” I said. “You walked in the door and it was like being punched in the stomach.” “That good, huh?” He chuckled. “Worse. But you were so…prickly and different to what I expected that I just couldn’t believe you were my soul mate.” “And now?” “Now I’m thinking there are going to be a lot of dog jokes in my future. You’re smart, funny, have a great body, why wouldn’t you deserve a catch like me?” He
the question or the answer but was thinking about something distant and very far away. “What do you think, your hotel is about twenty minutes away?” “Yup.” And I was thinking the exact same thing. I couldn’t stop looking at his lips. They flattened as he watched me. “What time is it?” He looked at his watch and answered his own question. “Ten. No one will be leaving for lunch for quite a while.” I watched as he turned and faced forward, running one hand through his hair as he looked at our