Dating The White Wolf - Interracial Paranormal Romance BWWM

By JJ Jones

A brilliant Interracial Werewolf Romance Story (BWWM)...

When Camille is asked out by the wealthy and mysterious Richard Marquis, she is warned by her girls that dating a white man will never work. However, she finds herself strangely drawn to his aura and she can not say no.

This is definitely going to be a new experience for Camille. Little does she realize, she is not only going to be dating a white man, but dating the white wolf that lives inside him as well....

• Language: English
• Publisher: JJ Jones
• Release date: Jun 10, 2014
• ISBN: 9781498921961

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DATING THE

WHITE WOLF

An Interracial Paranormal Romance BWWM By..

JJ JONES

Summary

When Camille is asked out by the wealthy and mysterious Richard Marquis, she is warned by her girls that dating a white man will never work. However, she finds herself strangely drawn to his aura and she can not say no.

This is definitely going to be a new experience for Camille. Little does she realize, she is not only going to be dating a white man, but dating the white wolf that lives inside him as well....

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Contents

Chapter1

Chapter2

Chapter3

Chapter4

Chapter5

Chapter6

Chapter7

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Chapter1

How’s your sex life?

Camille checked her watch as she stepped out of her parked car onto the busy sidewalk.  It was just before noon, which meant she was late for her luncheon date with Jackie and Moesha.  She sighed and quickly used her Nissan’s side mirror to check her hair and makeup.  Some of her curly brown locks had fallen across her forehead but her eyeshadow was still in place.  Using a dark pinky to touch up her lipstick, she declared herself perfect.

Smiling at herself and rolling her eyes she stood up in time for someone to whistle at her.  She turned to see a guy in a business suit walking by with an appreciative smile.  She pursed her lips and turned away.  She thought the guy was cute, for a white man, but the bad comb over and the stuffy clothes did nothing for her.  She needed a man who could let loose and relax.  Someone who knew how to have fun.

Of course, she knew in her tight blue jeans and her purple top she was worth every whistle she might get, even from guys whistling at her ass when she was bent over the mirror of her car.  Her trim, athletic body had always been what Tony said he liked most about her. Until Tony broke up with her for a nineteen year old.  Camille was twenty-one last month, and apparently that was too old for him.  Screw him, she thought for the millionth time.  If she wasn’t good enough for him, then forget him.

She sighed again as she opened the door to the little coffee house and café where she was going to meet the girls.  She wished she could forget Tony.  She wished her nights weren’t filled with dreams of how he used to pet her with his hands, kiss up her neck and lick down her belly...

The door opened in front of her as someone came out of the building, bringing her mind back to the here and now.  She couldn’t let a man define her.  She was a strong, confident woman.  She didn’t need a man.

But, oh...she so did.

Jackie and Moesha sat at a little round table with tall stools over in the corner, already sipping at oversized cups of steaming hot coffee.  Jackie flashed her a smile that displayed perfect, even teeth that had been whitened to an unnatural brightness against her dark mocha skin.  Her hair was dyed blonde today.  Last week it had been a red that would match the color of her dress.  She was a thin woman, elegant and always looking like she belonged in the pages of Essence or Uptown magazine.

Next to her, Moesha leaned over and whispered something into Jackie’s ear that made both women giggle.  Good old Moesha.  She was lighter skinned than either Camille or Jackie, wearing a white t-shirt and ripped jeans that flashed a good amount of leg.  Her huge hoop earrings swung and caught the light in sparkling flashes.  Her dark, oversized sunglasses slid down a thin nose, revealing light brown eyes full of humor.

What’s got you so giddy? Camille asked as she sat down in the third stool at the table.  You win the lotto when I wasn’t looking?

No, girl, Moesha said, I was just saying how you is always late.  Good to see you, sister.

You too.  Camille leaned over to give her friend a quick hug.  It’s been too long since we did this.

Jackie looked down at her long, red-painted nails.  That’s what happens when you let a man dictate your social schedule.

So much for forgetting about Tony for a while, Camille thought to herself.  Well.  That won’t happen no more.  Tony and I split up last week.

We heard, girl. We got Facebook y'know.  Moesha turned her coffee cup on the table.  Don’t let the man bother you.  He always thought with his little head instead of his big one.

Camille shifted in her seat.  Can we talk about something else?

Sure, Moesha said with a wink as she took off her sunglasses.  How’s your sex life?

They laughed together and managed to turn the discussion to everyone’s jobs instead.  Jackie was looking at maybe being promoted to administrative secretary at the law office she worked for.  Moesha was still in between jobs, as she put it.  Camille was happy for her friends.  Her work at the bank was menial and boring.  The best she could say about it was that it was steady work.

I’m going to get myself a coffee, Camille said to her friends after a while.  Should we order food now, too?

I’m not really hungry yet, Jackie told her.  Let’s just sit for a while.  It’s a beautiful Saturday.  We got nowhere to be, right?

Speak for yourself, Moesha told her.  I got a date for dinner.

So? Jackie joked with her.  It’s not like you gonna be eating.  The poor man will go home starving.

I’ll make sure to keep his mouth busy, Moesha said with a wink.

Camille rolled her eyes as she turned away with a smirk.  Subtlety had never been Moesha’s strong suit.  She was one of those people who were always honest about their feelings.  Camille could always count on Moesha to be herself.  She appreciated that in a friend.

Walking up to the counter to get in line she passed a man at the center island where the sugar and cinnamon and little plastic cups of liquid flavorings were kept.  He turned as she passed, breathing in deeply through his nose.  He sighed like he’d smelled something delicious.  Raising his Styrofoam to-go cup, he smiled directly at Camille.  Good coffee, he explained.

Camille almost missed a step.  She recognized the man.  Tall and broad chested, the blue v-neck shirt he wore defined the muscles of his arms and his trim waist.  He was blue-eyed and the California sun hadn’t added any color to his lily-white skin.  His face was ruggedly handsome with a strong jaw and a five o’clock shadow that some guys could not carry off so easily.

She turned away, holding her breath.  That was Richard Marquis.  Here, in this little café of all places.  Marquis was a local celebrity and a household name across America.  His pharmaceutical company was responsible for some of the more popular household drugs.  She

Reviews for Dating The White Wolf - Interracial Paranormal Romance BWWM

[charltina · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Captivating. Smart provocative and provoking penmanship. Simply a wonderful read.

[nikinoel · Rating: 2 out of 5 stars]

Terrible grammar unrealistic for professional world. Sex scenes were hot but the meet and sweep were rushed. Never understood why strong independent woman made choices she did. Not a reread for me.