I forgot to post about when I released my werewolf romance novella. Silly me!
Here it is:
A loveless marriage. A werewolf curse.
In the rainy near-Earth land of Grayton, Bernard and Charlotte Preston lead separate lives. An arranged marriage has left them with plenty of money and a cold relationship. She craves social esteem–while she wishes for the love her marriage has never contained.
He is an alchemist who is desperately seeking a cure for the werewolf curse. Yet he, too, is plagued by loneliness and a wistful admiration for his distant wife.
When the werewolves attack Lyedyn City the night of the Spring Ball, Bernard and Charlotte together fall under the curse. Retaining only their sanity, they flee deep into the forest to escape the hunters. Hungry and afraid, the estranged couple works together to survive … and the romance they’ve never had begins to blossom.
But their newfound love may be cut short by the ruthless man who controls the werewolves, and who hopes a cure is never found.
This is a sweet paranormal romance with no sex.
This story started life as a fanfic very loosely based on World of Warcraft. But since the characters were mine and I only borrowed a few names and the setting, it was easy to rewrite into an original story. It remains near and dear to my heart.
Besides, I like love stories that aren’t quite guy-meets-girl. These two are already married, so their romance is that much sweeter.