Ravished By Lord Werewolf (And His Pack)

By Chera Zade

"We aren't here to rescue you. We're here to ravish you."

After a carriage accident, curvy Lady Claire finds herself wandering alone in the forest on the night of a full moon. When three naked men find her, she assumes they will rescue her. Indeed, the lord of the manor provides shelter, but there is a price to pay. She must share her body with the viscount and his pack. It is a shocking demand, but she soon enjoys having three lustful men worship her generous curves and embraces being ravished.

Can there be a happy ending for a bbw bluestocking lady and an eccentric pack of wolf-shifters?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Amourisa Press
• Release date: Oct 29, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310659584

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© 2015 Chera Zade

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This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. The characters are all productions of the author’s imagination.

Please note that this work is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters represented as 18 or over.

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This is an erotic romance with a happy ending.

A Taste of What's to Come

May I offer the lady a hand?

She froze, her heart racing with fear. The man speaking had the accent of one of the Peerage, rather than a ruffian, but she couldn’t bring herself to feel relieved. A gentleman wouldn’t be touching her so intimately. Release me, she demanded, hoping to sound confident and insistent. The note of timidity in her voice didn’t suit her at all.

At least he released her, but only after lifting her from the tree and setting her feet firmly on the ground. A strange reluctance paralyzed her, making her dread turning to face the man behind her. Mouth dry, she spun slowly, glad to note her head was no longer spinning, and faced him.

He was a beautiful man. It was a strange term to apply for such a masculine specimen, with his broad shoulders, sculpted muscles, and stunning emerald-green eyes framed by wickedly long dark lashes. Apt though. She had never seen such an exquisite male before. Licking her lips, she couldn’t quite summon her manners as she stared at him.

She soon realized the man was naked. It filtered through her scattershot brain a snippet at a time—the bare chest covered with a dusting of dark hair that matched the hair on his head. The flat plane of his stomach. The jutting length of his manhood…

A gasp escaped her as she caught sight of it before quickly jerking her gaze away. That was when she discovered they weren’t alone. Two other