| Author: | Marlo Peterson | ISBN: | 9781501412332 |
| Publisher: | Marlo Peterson | Publication: | June 27, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Marlo Peterson |
| ISBN: | 9781501412332 |
| Publisher: | Marlo Peterson |
| Publication: | June 27, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
The rumors going around town sounded too good to be true, and Traci is about to find out just HOW good.
Her friend Paige told her that a werewolf was on the loose, and needless to say, Traci was skeptical. That is, until Traci founder herself lounging on a Friday night and the wolf burst through her front door.
EXCERPT:
“Who’s there?” she cried out, sensing that the noise was nearby. Strangely, Traci felt a strong presence near her—one that she couldn’t fully explain, but she knew somebody was there.
In case she was being watched, Traci adjusted her lingerie and covered herself. She wiped the cool sweat from her forehead.
Another booming noise rang out, this time, it was five strong wraps against her oak door. Traci tip toed toward the door, her heart tripling in speed and causing the hair on her neck to stand up.
She pressed her face against the cool door, and peeked through the peep hole to see who was knocking—she saw no one. But a raspy, almost creature like voice, caused Traci to recoil and her heart nearly jumped out of her throat.
The rumors going around town sounded too good to be true, and Traci is about to find out just HOW good.
Her friend Paige told her that a werewolf was on the loose, and needless to say, Traci was skeptical. That is, until Traci founder herself lounging on a Friday night and the wolf burst through her front door.
EXCERPT:
“Who’s there?” she cried out, sensing that the noise was nearby. Strangely, Traci felt a strong presence near her—one that she couldn’t fully explain, but she knew somebody was there.
In case she was being watched, Traci adjusted her lingerie and covered herself. She wiped the cool sweat from her forehead.
Another booming noise rang out, this time, it was five strong wraps against her oak door. Traci tip toed toward the door, her heart tripling in speed and causing the hair on her neck to stand up.
She pressed her face against the cool door, and peeked through the peep hole to see who was knocking—she saw no one. But a raspy, almost creature like voice, caused Traci to recoil and her heart nearly jumped out of her throat.
