Crewel Intentions

Fluff and Fangs

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Joy Demorra

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STORY INFORMATION

In a world of dwindling hope, love has never mattered more...

A brief romantic sojourn to the dazzling city of Ingleton turns into an impromptu shopping trip when duty rears its ugly head in the form of an unavoidable social event. The newly invested Wolf Laird, Captain Nathan J. Northland; his new wife and immortal magic-user, Ursula; and their beloved vampire swain, Vlad, must present themselves at court, and there's no way the trio can politely decline. While Vlad and Ursula have prepared for just such an eventuality—being over four hundred years old helps—unfortunately Nathan has not. What formal attire Nathan does have is completely unsuitable for the occasion, not only is it decades out of date it's a little too rustic chic. It's unacceptable, not that Nathan can understand that.

Vlad and Ursula have their work cut out for them. Thankfully they have a few tricks up their respective sleeves to quite literally get the shirt off of Nathan's back.

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Fans of Hunger Pangs will love this missing moments novella featuring our intrepid trio. This fluffy and sweet story contains an established triad relationship with only some mild flirting and kissing. The novella can stand on its own and features a happy for now ending.

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CREWEL INTENTIONS

November 27th 1889

It was a truth universally acknowledged throughout the Nevrondian Empire that, when it came to matters of style, vampires were considered to be the height of refined elegance and fashionable attire. This was owed largely in part to a dramatic predisposition toward wearing black evening attire, and an inherently svelte outline that could only be realistically achieved through several hundred years of liquid dieting. There was, Vlad felt, a great deal more to be appreciated about the robust and rugged nature of the Northern werewolf.

If not, however, their wardrobe choices.

"What, and I cannot stress this enough, the hell are you wearing?" he asked, running a critical eye over the broad expanse of Nathan’s back and shoulders.

Nathan, who was fussing with his necktie in the reflection of the mirror, flicked bright blue eyes toward him. Clothes? he said, his voice pitched low to avoid waking the other occupant of the bed. You do remember what those are, don’t you?

Vlad shook his head in amusement. He hadn’t seen his reflection yet, but he could take a wild guess at how disheveled he looked. Vaguely, he said, glancing down to