Moonlight Thrills: The Moonlight Thrills Series, #1

By Genevieve Leanne Dominguez

A paranormal romance short story. Book 1 in The Moonlight Thrills Series.

In a world where magical beings publicly coexist with humans, werewolves are known to be the inferior supernatural race. Danielle is a human who believes in equality for all species, On the day Jared, a werewolf, reveals his feelings for her, her best friend is kidnapped. Danielle and Jared must work together to save her friend, but there's someone from Jared's past who doesn't want them to survive. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Genevieve Leanne Dominguez
• Release date: Aug 7, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223510406

Genevieve Leanne Dominguez

Genevieve Leanne Dominguez lives in Georgia. She earned a B.A. in English from the University of Central Florida in 2020. She was born and raised in Texas and has also lived in Nevada and Illinois. She likes fantasy and romance books, but she'll also read an intriguing mystery... She loves werewolves, shopping, the autumn season, rainy days, and pizza. She also loves it when readers reach out to her, so feel free to DM her on Instagram! (@indieauthor_gen)

Book preview

Chapter 1

The routine is simple . I open the store at noon. Jared comes in an hour later. He picks out a book and sits in the armchair near the window. I offer him something to eat or drink during my lunch hour, but he declines. Katie comes by in the evening and talks about her day. When Jared leaves, she dissects every gesture he made (which isn’t a lot), insisting he’s attracted to me.

I’ve heard wolves can get attached quickly. It’s sweet, she says with a faraway look. I can’t help but smile every time she does that. Katie loves romance and firmly believes in interspecies relationships.

I believe in it too along with equality for all species – humans, wolves, vamps, fairies, wizards, etc. But, for whatever reason, wolves have been deemed inferior by everyone. Katie and I have theorized it’s because everyone’s secretly afraid of what they represent: animal passion.

If he was interested, wouldn’t he have talked to me by now? Maybe he just likes to read, I say as I flip over the sign on the door so that it reads Closed. Katie shakes her head and steals my last cookie from my single serve pack.

Want to bet on it? she asks in between bites with a twinkle in her eye. If I say no, she’ll know I’m attracted to him and will eventually convince me to flirt, which I’m terrible at.

Fine, but I doubt he remembers my name, I say, heading over to a shelf where a book has been stuffed in the wrong place. Katie squeals and squirms excitedly before assuming a conspiratorial expression.

"Ask him something. If he ends the conversation, I’ll stop talking about him. If he