Overcome: The Werewolf and the Nun

By Britten Thorne

Sister Anne is a pretty, young nun, happy with her job working at St. George's Penitentiary – a prison for supernatural criminals. Then Rafe Barry explodes into her office and into her world – a hot werewolf with a mysterious past, he claims that she belongs to him; that fate itself has decreed it.

She's made her choice – she made her vows – but soon her undeniable attraction to Rafe has her questioning everything.

Will she keep her purity in the name of her vocation? Or will she give herself to the wolf?

Warning: contains explicit language and graphic content. This 7800 word story contains deflowering, rough werewolf sex, oral sex, and a nun breaking her vows.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Britten Thorne
• Release date: Jul 10, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301400058

Britten Thorne

Britten is a recovering Catholic schoolgirl with a raunchy imagination. Her favorite place to read erotica is on the train – there's nothing like having a dirty little secret in a crowded public place! When she isn't writing, she's caring for more pets than her landlord would find appropriate.

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Overcome: The Werewolf and the Nun

Copyright 2013 Britten Thorne

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I adjusted the worn hem of the skirt of my habit. I'd been working here for three years, and yet these men still seemed to think they could shock me with something as simple as an expletive.

Yes, Owen, I said to the man sitting across from me, on the other side of my desk, But after you fucked the human girl, how did you feel? When you went home, before you went to sleep that night?

I didn't do nothing she didn't want me to do, he mumbled, shifting in his seat. We weren't even discussing a crime. The girl had been a perfectly happy and willing one night stand, just a week prior to the murder he'd been convicted for.

Happy and willing until he'd half-shifted into a doberman, scaring the poor girl into running away and falling down a flight of stairs.

But you frightened her, I pressed on, You weren't honest with her. And you laughed at her. All these prisoners with all their regrets - how many of them involved a woman?

I guess I shouldn't of laughed. He shrugged.

I leaned forward on the desk. Why did you?

He shrugged again, looking away. It was funny.

Yet you couldn't sleep afterward. And the insomnia lasted all week. In fact, you said-

He leapt to his feet. I know what the fucking report said! What do you know about it? You weren't there! He slammed his hands down and leaned across the desk. Fuck your report, sister!

Officer! The door burst open. Before Joe, the attending correction office, could come in a larger figure pushed past him. Another prisoner -