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his werewolf pal Stefan as
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    Pack Pals in Frankenstein Monster
Menage: MMM Paranormal Monster Erotica
    After
a treacherous journey across the tundra, the pack pals arrive at
the fortress that supposedly holds Louis captive. Employing
stealth, they wait til nightfall before infiltrating the castle
walls. But never in their wildest nightmares did they expect a
hulking Frankenstein on patrol! Will they be pounded by the undead
beast or will the pack pals be the ones doing the
'pounding'?
     
    About
the Author:
     
    Annabel Bastione has been immensely naughty ever since she
could remember, often having very elaborate fantasies/experiences
which fortunately for you readers, has largely been put to writing.
If she's not busy tapping her fingers on her keyboard, she's
probably clicking her mouse…
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Fangs of Desire
    By
    Brandy
Corvin
     
    Copyright © 2012 by Brandy Corvin
     
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    He smiles at me from across
the countertop. The shitty live music drowning out everything else
in this dingy pub on the corner of 14th Avenue really gets me in
the mood for some ironic partying. I smile back, knowing better
than to approach him when I can't even hear myself think. The crowd
behind us goes wild as the band finally stops their noise,
replacing one unwelcome earfuck with another.
    Serves me right for coming
to a new bar on a whim, I sigh as I straighten my figure hugging
dress. Looking around, I find everyone I see decked out in band
shirts and skinny Levis jeans. They all seem very underdressed to
be at a bar, but if everyone's like that, maybe I'm the one who's
overdressed to the party. I sigh again, feeling like the odd one
out here. Raising the fruity girl drink to my lips, I down the rest
of it, savoring its refreshing, complex taste that hinted of many
citrus undertones. Boy, that's a hell of a drink on a night like
this!
    I look up, realizing that
up till now, he hasn't taken his eyes off me. Who is he exactly? I
don't know, but as I look back at his beautifully proportioned body
and his broad shoulders that fill the blazer draped over him, I
can't help but feel a spark of attraction.
    "Miss?"
    I turn back just in time to
see the bartender hand me another colorful drink. Luckily the rowdy
noise of the crowd behind me dies down so I can hear again, for
now.
    "Your drink, as ordered by
the gentleman over there." he pointed. I didn't need to look to
know who it was."
    "What's this called?" I
ask.
    "A Bloody Mary, ma'am." the
bartender replies curtly before returning to wipe the glasses,
occasionally glancing up at the crowd with a slight hint of
irritation in his eyes.
    Ah, well so much for going
home alone. I take a sip from the cup, relishing in its delicious
taste. A mishmash of vodka with traces of tomato juice certainly
helps to take the edge of things. From the corner of my eye, I see
that the seat his was in is now empty. A shadow looms across the
bar counter below the dim garish spotlights. It's slowly nearing
me. I prepare to smile, knowing what's going to happen
next.
    I wait for him to strike up
a conversation, but -
    "1 2 3 4!" the horrendous
band starts belting out another tone deaf number again.
    Argh! Not only do they have
to annoy me but to ruin any chances of me getting laid tonight too?
I down the shot, intending to get out of this joint as soon as I
can.
    "Come…" the man leans in to
whisper, sending a wave of harrying tingles shooting straight down
my spine. I take a deep breath, he smells deeply of aftershave
mixed with after office sweat. Like a man with a professional
career,