Once in a Blue Moon

Fireborn Publishing, LLC.

Heat Rating: Sweet
Word Count: 2,004
3 Ratings (2.0)

When you find your boyfriend is a huge weredog...and you have to call your brother to help you escape, things really can't get much worse, can they? Just asking the question invites more complications.

PLEASE NOTE: This is a flasher. It is a moment in time, not a novel. It may feel abrupt to some readers, but the point is the absurdity of the situation. Hope you enjoy this free read. Brenna

Once in a Blue Moon
3 Ratings (2.0)

Once in a Blue Moon

Fireborn Publishing, LLC.

Heat Rating: Sweet
Word Count: 2,004
3 Ratings (2.0)
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"Once in a blue moon," Val mumbled, pulling her knees closer to her chest.

"No jokes tonight," Carl answered.

"How many hours until daylight?"

"Too many." Her older brother shook his head, making his tight, blond curls bounce. "You would have to date a werewolf. What were you...high or stupid?"

She shifted uncomfortably. "He's not so much a wolf. More a big dog."

"Good. We'll cage him between the camels and the elephants."

"Works for me. How many hours until dawn?" she asked again. She'd look at her own watch, but weredog drool seemed detrimental to wristwatches.

Carl ignored her, concentrating on the tome in his hands instead. "The book says... Man, these suckers are hairy. You never noticed? I thought you didn't like hairy men?"

"He's not," she protested. "You know I wouldn't have given him the time of day."

"Maybe he waxes," he quipped in reply. "So where did you meet this guy?"

"Remember that trip to the peat bogs of the British Isles? Well, he was with another tour...I think."

He arched a brow at her, a classic big brother move. "You think?"

"Well, we both sort of left the tour there. I grabbed my gear and he grabbed his. And...and..." Her face burned, and she was suddenly thankful for the darkness.

"Yeah, thanks for not supplying the TMI."

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