Princess of the Empire
Description:... A novel of hand to hand combat, sex with a foxy werewolf and interstellar love and war This is not chick-lit and I do not emote well nor do the characters in the book. They are direct and tough and since she's part wolf she acts like what she is. He is a soldier and talks and and acts like one. They are both warriors and are bonded for life just as wolves are. Here's a sample: Chief shouts. Don't fire, use knives and bayonets only. He charges into the fray with a Bowie knife in one hand and his tomahawk in the other. He hacks a Chink down, stabs another, then throws his hawk at the last one hitting him in the face knocking him back into wolf lady who bites him on the neck ripping his throat out. Wolf lady comes up licking her lips while he's holding his side huffing and puffing trying not to have a heart attack. A while later he feels her hands moving on his body lingering at certain places. He stirs and says. I don't know if I can do this after that wild session. Not to worry I went to the pharmacy and bought some of those pills they advertise on TV and I slipped one in your drink. I want to see if we can get that four hour erection and I intend to make good use of it. What's that song 'All day all night Maryann', oh I see it's working and it's your turn on top. The females of the Ghang are like the wolves they are related to, they go into heat once a year and expect a years worth of sex in that week.
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