New in Lobster Cove
Enchanted clothing has a mind of its own. Restlessness plagued
Charlotte Becker. While searching for an elusive something to calm her
turbulent spirit, she accepts a sudden invitation to Lobster Cove,
Maine. Luke Maddox’s hunting days are over. Wounded in action, he
returns to Lobster Cove, the only place to ever bring him peace. Hiding
his disability, he accepts life will be nothing more than dull routine
until he meets a young woman wearing an unusual cloak. She tells an
incredible story of a murderous wolf that walks on two legs. And the
hunt begins…
Rating: Sensual
Page Count: 226
Word Count: 54600
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Excerpt:
Swallowing back her unease, Charlotte rolled up the window and got out.
Except for her car, Main Street was empty. She pushed through the
scrubby overgrown yard. Clearly illuminated on the door was the By
Appointment Only sign. Somebody must be inside and she wasn’t going
anywhere without a tow truck. Butterflies fluttered about her stomach as
she scampered up the steps and knocked on the door.
“Excuse me,” she called out. “I don’t have an appointment, but my car and phone died and I need a tow—”
The door swung open. Charlotte drew in a breath and set a hesitant foot
over the threshold. The interior lights activated, sending her heart
pounding.
“Nothing to worry about,” she muttered. “Motion sensors or something. Hello?” she called louder. “Anyone home?”
Charlotte stepped inside. With the interior illuminated, more than a
few armoires were visible. The old front parlor was crammed with trunks
and bureaus. Battered chests stacked on top of each other lined the
walls. Had all this stuff been here before? The size of the building was
deceptively small from the outside.
“Great places to stuff a body,” she muttered.
“That’s true,” said a voice.
Charlotte made a leaping half spin around. Her heart shouldered her
esophagus out of the way to race up her throat. She swallowed hard to
force it back down. The elderly woman with the peasant blouse and purple
bandana stood right behind her.
“However, I don’t recommend it,” she said, cheerfully, “as you’ll never get rid of the smell. Did I startle you?”
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