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Quirties
Quirties
Quirties
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Three Quick and Dirty Short Stories

PETER AND HIS WOLF
Do you remember hearing the musical story of "Peter and the Wolf" by Prokofiev when you were in elementary school? About the boy who lived with his grandfather, and who captured a wolf by the tail? Did you ever wonder if the story was real? Did you ever wonder whatever happened to the wolf? More importantly, did you ever try to guess what happened to Peter after he captured the wolf?  

This is the true story of what happened. A story that has never been told...until now.

SUCKERS
Felicia is a mouth model with the hots for her favorite photographer. He wants Felicia to pose with a new product. All she can think about is finding a way to get into Aaron's heart...and his pants.

HIS LAST REQUEST
If you had only one more day to live, what would you do?

Corwin knows. And no one and nothing is going to stop him from the telling the woman he has loved silently and from afar how much he cares for her.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherLinda Mooney
Release dateOct 18, 2019
ISBN9781393480945
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Linda Mooney

Linda loves to write sensuously erotic romance with a fantasy, paranormal, or science fiction flair. Her technique is often described as being as visual as a motion picture or graphic novel. A wife, mother, grandmother, and retired Kindergarten and music teacher, she lives in a small south Texas town near the Gulf coast where she delves into other worlds filled with daring exploits, adventure, and intense love. She has numerous best sellers, including 10 consecutive #1s. In 2009, she was named Whiskey Creek Press Torrid's Author of the Year, and her book My Strength, My Power, My Love was named the 2009 WCPT Book of the Year. In 2011, her book Lord of Thunder was named the Epic Ebook "Eppie" Award Winner for Best Erotic Sci-Fi Romance. In addition, she write naughty erotic romances under the name of Carolyn Gregg, and horror under the pseudonym of Gail Smith. For more information about Linda Mooney books and titles, and to sign up for her newsletter, please visit her website. http://www.LindaMooney.com

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    Peter and His Wolf

    It was long after midnight and the party was finally winding down. At least for the night. Come sunrise, Peter had no doubt the festivities would continue. He'd be surprised if it didn't last the traditional three days usually reserved for major celebrations.

    He sat on the low hillock overlooking the small Russian village. The moon had risen long ago and now hung in the sky like a glistening drop of milk. Fortunately the wind had died down. Still, the night was cold enough to require a thick jacket, if not a full coat.

    His grandfather had been asleep when he'd left the cabin. Otherwise the old man would have forbidden him from traipsing out in the middle of the night, outside the protective fence surrounding the property. Even if he had, Peter knew he would have disobeyed his elder's orders. The same way he had disobeyed during all the years he'd been under the man's care.

    Peter loved his grandfather, but there were times he felt that he was being stifled to the point of strangulation. If the man had any firmer grip on him, he'd have Peter chained to the walls of his bedroom.

    A howl in the distance made him sit up. The sound was like fire in his blood, and his heart sped up. The wolf's cry had always affected him like that, as far back as he could remember. There were many times when he remembered lying in his bed, hoping to hear the sad and often melancholy sound drift in through his barred window.

    Wolves had been a fact of life for the town for many decades. Packs continually roamed the forests surrounding the village, and he had heard a thousand tales of wolves making off with infants, children, and even lone adults. Which was why he understood his grandfather's angry insistence that Peter stay within the protective walls.

    Even so, there had been something about this particular wolf that drew Peter to it. He'd first seen it two years ago, on a bright Sunday morning. Since that time the wolf never strayed far from the cabin. Every time it reappeared, he knew it was the same animal. This one had a strange white streak behind its left shoulder.

    Twice his grandfather had hired men to go in search of the wolf to either kill it or take it elsewhere. The hunters had returned with wolf pelts, but Peter had known that none of them belonged to his wolf because of that slash.

    His wolf.

    Which was why he was still in a state of disbelief over the events of today. Over the fact that he had managed to do what trained hunters and marksmen had been unable to accomplish.

    He had caught his wolf, and he had done it with nothing more than a length of rope.

    It was by sheer coincidence that the hunters were returning to the village when they came upon Peter climbing down from the tree where he'd taken refuge. The wolf continued to snap and snarl as it hung partially suspended off the ground with the rope cinched around its tail. At Peter's insistence, the men tied up the animal to take back to the village where they promised it would be shipped to the zoo in Volgrav.

    Any time a wolf was killed or taken alive was cause to celebrate, and the village did not let him down. Peter was hailed as the next mighty hunter, and mug after mug of highly-potent drink was shoved into his hands. But after one draught, Peter realized he wanted to keep his wits about him. Why, he couldn't explain.

    He went to see where the wolf was penned. The cage was on a wagon, ready for transporting the creature. It was parked next to the ironmaker's stall, partially protected from the snow by the stall's overhang.

    The wolf lay on its side in the iron cage. It was still bound muzzle to tail, all four legs wrapped together with the rope. At first he

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