Author: | Violette Springs | ISBN: | 9781501416095 |
Publisher: | Violette Springs | Publication: | February 10, 2014 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Violette Springs |
ISBN: | 9781501416095 |
Publisher: | Violette Springs |
Publication: | February 10, 2014 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
Description:
Tessa, an American exchange student in Italy, enjoys her new life in Rome. She balances college with her new job at the prestigious Romolo hotel. While she enjoys her new job, the charitable young woman cares little for the arrogant if handsome billionaire owner of the company. However, word of her insubordination and disparaging remarks reaches her superiors. Soon, Tessa comes face to face the company’s enigmatic owner, Stéphane Ponor.
Rather than punish the young woman, Stéphane is intrigued by the curvy beauty. He arranges for a private dinner with the strong-willed young woman. In spite of her aversion to his business practices, Tessa soon falls hard for the charismatic man. The two strike a bargain as their mutual attraction comes to fruition. In exchange for one night with her, Stéphane will gift any charity of her choosing.
However, Tessa learns that Stéphane is a werewolf descended from the founders of ancient Rome. The only thing older than his lineage is his age old desire to mate with the curvaceous woman. His primal nature both terrifies and arouses her. Is this primal encounter covered under hotel policy? Or does whatever happens behind closed doors stay behind closed doors?
EXPLICIT: This 8000 word story contains graphic language and depictions of rough sex between a curvy girl and a sexy billionaire werewolf alpha male. May be too hot for some to handle!
EXCERPT:
Stéphane didn’t entertain my joke. Instead, he began undressing. He began unbuttoning his shirt and exposing his muscular chest. He was like an Italian sports car; sleek, powerful, and sexy. Soon, his slacks followed his shirt. I was half a mind to start undress myself until I saw him take off his briefs.
He stood before a like a statue lovingly crafted by a master. His large member swayed between his thighs. However, where there should have been polished marble was his beautiful flesh tinged by moonlight. His clothes were crumpled on the floor as an expensive pile of fabrics. I began to undress but Stéphane interrupted me. “Now, I’ll show you my true nature.”
I only let out a breathless whisper. “Stéphane…”
It’s getting darker here. The light is disappearing… no, not the light! Stéphane was changing before me. No, not changing. He was transforming into something else.
Description:
Tessa, an American exchange student in Italy, enjoys her new life in Rome. She balances college with her new job at the prestigious Romolo hotel. While she enjoys her new job, the charitable young woman cares little for the arrogant if handsome billionaire owner of the company. However, word of her insubordination and disparaging remarks reaches her superiors. Soon, Tessa comes face to face the company’s enigmatic owner, Stéphane Ponor.
Rather than punish the young woman, Stéphane is intrigued by the curvy beauty. He arranges for a private dinner with the strong-willed young woman. In spite of her aversion to his business practices, Tessa soon falls hard for the charismatic man. The two strike a bargain as their mutual attraction comes to fruition. In exchange for one night with her, Stéphane will gift any charity of her choosing.
However, Tessa learns that Stéphane is a werewolf descended from the founders of ancient Rome. The only thing older than his lineage is his age old desire to mate with the curvaceous woman. His primal nature both terrifies and arouses her. Is this primal encounter covered under hotel policy? Or does whatever happens behind closed doors stay behind closed doors?
EXPLICIT: This 8000 word story contains graphic language and depictions of rough sex between a curvy girl and a sexy billionaire werewolf alpha male. May be too hot for some to handle!
EXCERPT:
Stéphane didn’t entertain my joke. Instead, he began undressing. He began unbuttoning his shirt and exposing his muscular chest. He was like an Italian sports car; sleek, powerful, and sexy. Soon, his slacks followed his shirt. I was half a mind to start undress myself until I saw him take off his briefs.
He stood before a like a statue lovingly crafted by a master. His large member swayed between his thighs. However, where there should have been polished marble was his beautiful flesh tinged by moonlight. His clothes were crumpled on the floor as an expensive pile of fabrics. I began to undress but Stéphane interrupted me. “Now, I’ll show you my true nature.”
I only let out a breathless whisper. “Stéphane…”
It’s getting darker here. The light is disappearing… no, not the light! Stéphane was changing before me. No, not changing. He was transforming into something else.