Books and Banter: Teaser ~ for Howling at the Moon (A Mystic Museum Novella) by Loc Glin

Howling at the Moon
The Mystic Museum Series
By Loc Glin
Genre: Erotic Romance
Word Count: 21,593
Heat Rating: SEXTREME

Categories: Erotic Romance, Ménage a Trois/Quatre (MFMM), Paranormal, Shape-shifter, HEA

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BLURB:
Carolyn, lonely and heartbroken after being dumped by yet another boyfriend who told her she needs to loosen up in bed, escapes her empty apartment. On the night of a full moon she visits Minerva’s Mystic Museum.

Minerva recognizes her pain and provides her with the opportunity to change her life. The full moon has chosen Carolyn as a mystic walker.

Carolyn’s dormant sexuality is awakened by three handsome shape-shifters. Jacob, caring and nurturing, lures her into his world. Milo, impetuous and rough, awakens unknown desire. Sven, cold and reserved, tests her mettle. Will she choose to walk on the wild side with the wolf pack and become their female? Will she be able to convince Sven that she is worthy and should be given the opportunity to join the pack? Will Sven’s fear of losing another mate destroy the future of the pack? Or will Carolyn choose to return to the normal life she’d come to see as her due?

Here is the premise for the Mystic Museum Series

Minerva’s Mystic Museum is located in New York City. Every full moon the “powers that be” choose someone from the visitors of the museum. This someone, known as the mystic walker, will be the hero/heroine of the novel. The “powers” select someone they feel deserves a second chance, or just a chance to follow their destiny. Minerva, the curator and caretaker of the museum meets the chosen mystic walker. Through the magic that has been entrusted to her, Minerva supplies them with the opportunity to change their lives.

TEASER / EXCERPT:

Sven had just about as much as he could take. The guys were breaking his balls about being clumsy. They teased him about spending a lot of time with Carolyn. The woman treated him like an invalid. Two days he’d been stuck in this cabin with her while the guys went on their rounds. Today he was getting out of this God damned bed whether she liked it or not.

He could barely stand it anymore. Her scent filled each breath, torturing him. She moved around the cabin efficiently and gracefully. She was a delight to watch. She was pleasing to his eyes. He liked her body and her face. She wasn’t beautiful, nor was she overly endowed. She was just perfect. It was becoming difficult to control his desire for her. Heaven help him, he wanted her. There was no doubt in his mind about that. His body reacted to her slightest touch. The tension between them was thick as molasses and just as sweet.

His feet touched the floor just as the soft tapping warned of the door opening.

“And just where do you think you’re going?” Her tone was accusing, that of someone accustomed to chastising errant patients.

“I’m getting up. I can’t stand lying around anymore.” He thought he sounded whiney like a spoiled child.

“So you’re feeling better and you’re bored?” She closed the door behind her.

There was something in the inflection of her voice that warned him he was missing something. He studied her for a moment trying to figure out what it was. It eluded him. So he pushed on. “Yes,” he said, locking onto her eyes, his challenge in the air.

A smile played on her lips. “Good.”

Not the answer he was expecting. He was expecting the mother hen to argue. “Good?” He felt his eyebrows rise, expressing his surprise.

“Oh, yes. I’m quite bored myself. Now that you’re feeling better, I can give in to these unruly urges I’ve been battling.”

“What urges?”

For excerpts and first chapter click here.