I sneak out of my room every night. My father’s guards don’t see me. My sister doesn’t see me. No one sees me, except him. He’s the son of a mafia foot soldier. My father is the boss. I shouldn’t even know Giovanni. And I definitely shouldn’t kiss him. Our relationship is doomed to fail, but that won’t stop me from trying. Not every girl wants to be a princess. I just want to be free.
I’m a wealthy cosmopolitan lawyer used to very sophisticated women. Women like Anna – the rough and tumble owner of a bar – aren’t for men like me. But I fell for her, and we dated for six months. Then she disappeared for no reason I could imagine.
Howling at the Moon
Sophie Garou seems to have it all: a great job at a prestigious accounting firm, a closet that rivals a Nordstrom showroom, and a terrific boyfriend who isn’t afraid to use the “M” word. There’s just one little itty-bitty problem: Sophie is a werewolf – and HER time of the month has a whole new meaning.