Monday, March 24, 2014

Moon Struck: Book 1 (When, Were, and Howl) by Jeanette Raleigh Excerpt

Moon Struck: Book 1 (When, Were, and Howl) by Jeanette Raleigh

Jen has never enjoyed the full moon. Not like her family and certainly not like her boss, Rob, whose monthly trysts leave the office in a shambles. Jen turns into a mouse on the full moon, the most disrespected form in the were-community.

Her crush on Rob only makes her deep loneliness and feelings of alienation worse. When her friend steals an amulet with the power to turn were-wolf, Jen decides to try it on... only to find that being a wolf isn't all its cracked up to be. Guaranteed to make you howl.

Excerpt of Moon Struck

After a full moon weekend spent locked in the closet for my own safety, I walked into the office on Monday morning to find my monitor broken on the floor with stapler, desk caddy, and papers strewn about. A sane person would think the office had been broken into. A sane person would be wrong.
I clamped down on my anxiety and tried to think of where to start. My brain was still in a muddle while I came down from my animal high. The full moon doesn’t lend itself to clear thinking. That’s when I heard the noise.
The first sound was a growl, low and deep.  That would be my boss, in his office doing…well. I might have been afraid hearing that kind of growl but for the hard bumps that followed and the whine. The man sounded like a wolf even in human form.
Then I heard sloshing kiss sounds and moans, feminine. His moon tryst was still in the office at ten o-clock in the morning?!!  I felt a few pity tears rise up and pushed them down hard. No way would Rob see me crying at work. No way in hellooooo…what was that on my desk?
I stepped over my upside-down inbox and stared at the desk, my desk. Claw marks gouged along the top and a few wolf hairs stuck on the corner where someone had chewed up the leg of the desk. I swallowed rage when the woman in the adjoining office giggled. Would this be the rest of my life?  I spend the moon night locked away, panicked and terrified only to walk into an office that smelled of wet fur. To top it all off, I have to deal with THIS?
The tears started to flow then, and I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. Rob could do without me for the day. The real estate market had tanked so hard, he could probably do without me for the year, maybe even the decade. Another growl and a giggle and I couldn’t get out fast enough.
I must have made noise opening the door because just as I was slipping out, a deep voice bellowed. “Jen, is that you out there?”

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