Hi and welcome to you Wednesday fix of Shapeshifter Seductions. I’ll start off with good wishes to William and Kate for their up-coming nuptials. Here’s fond hopes that no one brings a water pistol to their wedding like someone-who-shall-not-be-named did at his uncle’s wedding back in 1986. I was going to include a photo of that memorable moment but I couldn’t find squat past the recent wedding announcement. Yes folks, I am a royal watcher and I’m not the least bit ashamed of it. One of the characters in my Wild Lords series is loosely modeled on Prince Harry, in fact. That is one royal pain who gets into some of the most delicious scrapes!
Enough with the chit-chat, though. Mooney has a real crisis on his hands! How will he ever get that fine paid now that he’s been fired?
Enough with the chit-chat, though. Mooney has a real crisis on his hands! How will he ever get that fine paid now that he’s been fired?
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“We regret to inform you that, due to your recent legal troubles and the repercussions caused thereunto, we must release you from your duties as a freelance columnist.”
His own brother, his own fur and blood! Mooney stared morosely at the e-mail telling him he was no longer employed at Guts and Butts Gazette. The bastard didn’t even have the balls to fire him to his face. So maybe Nick had told him a time or two that he was a terrible liar and not alpha enough to go trying to throw his weight around. It was all for a good cause! Just think how grateful those hot young roller-derby chicks would have been if he had been able to get their league re-instated!
“You gonna actually order anything?”
Mooney simultaneously jerked his head up and slammed his laptop shut. This was the down side of using the free wifi at the monkey coffee shop- they actually expected you to buy something. Why did they offer it free if it wasn’t? The coffee waitress lady- barista?- was standing directly across the counter from him, leening over it a bit as if she had been trying to look at the computer screen. He noticed the name tag, perched on a beautifly perky breast, read “Marissa.”
“Sure, sure,” he replied, trying not to notice how good the little goth girl looked. He didn’t want to end up in the gossip column as being hot for humans. He eyed the glowing neon menu board above the counter and gulped at the prices. Five bucks for a stinking cup of joe? “Um, how about one of those macchiato things?”
The waitress kind of smirked and eyed his sarcastically. “Don’t drink the fancy stuff much, do ya?”
“Why?” he asked, knowing he looked like a beta. If he had to drop that much dough on a cup of coffee, though, he didn’t want to order something bad. Better to swallow his pride and ask the monkey chick.
“Macchiatos are chick drinks,” she smirked. “How about you get a mocha?”
“Ack! No, I can’t stand chocolate,” Mooney shot back. That was one human food that no wolf could handle.
“Dude, that sucks,” she replied. “Well, how about a cup of the house blend, then.”
“House blend? That’ll work,” Mooney agreed, relived. A plain old cup of coffee was a sure bet and that was only three bucks. He smiled gratefully, forgetting to add his usual touch of smarmy charm. She blinked at him and smiled back kind of weird.
“One cup of Kona Joe coming right up.” He eyed her slim hips as she walked away, secretly ashamed at his budding interest. She-wolves were packed with muscle and curves that made the Alps look like low hills. That slip of a female was all long limbs and delicate arches. Oddly appealing arches. He shook his head and opened his laptop back up. Funky bright blue hair, long in the front and short in back, with chunky streaks of black looked really good on her. So did those super low-rise skinny pants.
An new e-mail had popped into his in-box. “I heard you might be looking for some work,” it read. Very interesting. Mooney quickly opened it and scanned the contents. It was from someone named Lex looking for local talent to do some scouting for him. And the pay was two grand upfront plus expenses! Now that was just the kind of break he needed!
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So just who is that Lex guy and why is he looking for local talent? Tune in next week to see what the town ne’er do well is getting himself into!
Rebecca
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8 comments:
I really love this series!
Oh, Rebecca... too good! ~chuckles all around~ Is Mooney about to get swooney over a good-lookin' goth girl?
And, what does Lex want???
LOL...that would be to good for Mooney to fall for a human girl with awesome hair!! Or is she really just disguising herself as human and really good at covering her scent....hmmmm
Don't do it, Mooney! Nothing good ever comes from working for people named Lex.
Would that make him Ned Beatty? Is White Fang Christopher Reeve? Am I reading way too much into this?
I second the graphic novel idea. I want to see Goth Girl's hair in full glorious color.
Pat, there must be a good 'Lex' somewhere??? then, again, maybe that name has been designated for genius villains.
Anyone know how to do your own graphic novel if you're tech dumb and not that flush with cash?
Oh man, a graphic novel would be fantabulous! I wish I draw more than stick people. ;)
How do you know Lex isn't on the up 'n up? Just because he's looking for a stooge, I mean local help, doesn't mean he's up to no good. And I can't tell you what's up with Marissa yet. It would spoil things.
stooge...lol!
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