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The Witch Rescues Her Werewolf: A Nocturne Falls Universe story
The Witch Rescues Her Werewolf: A Nocturne Falls Universe story
The Witch Rescues Her Werewolf: A Nocturne Falls Universe story
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The Witch Rescues Her Werewolf: A Nocturne Falls Universe story

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Lidia Reston’s magic is fading.

She hopes that a move to Nocturne Falls will help her find out why – and maybe get some of it back. But when a sexy werewolf crashes into her life – literally – she realizes that the quiet life she had planned just flew out the window. And she learns that there’s more than one kind of magic.

Harrison Grey has always been clumsy, and has been the star of many jokes since he tripped over his first branch. Now, as the owner of a shop selling interesting keepsakes to the tourists, he can at least go about his day without embarrassing himself. Until he tumbles at the feet of a beautiful new resident.

Her humor, and her acceptance, restore his belief in himself. When he learns of her recent loss, he helps her find the person she can be, with or without magic.

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Release dateJan 12, 2017
ISBN9781386957294
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    The Witch Rescues Her Werewolf - Cate Dean

    Table of Contents

    The Witch Rescues Her Werewolf

    One

    Two

    Three

    Four

    Five

    Six

    Seven

    Eight

    Nine

    Ten

    Eleven

    Twelve

    Thirteen

    Excerpt from More Than A Feeling

    About the Author

    Dear Reader,

    Nocturne Falls has become a magical place for so many people, myself included. Over and over I’ve heard from you that it’s a town you’d love to visit and even live in! I can tell you that writing the books is just as much fun for me.

    With your enthusiasm for the series in mind—and your many requests for more books—the Nocturne Falls Universe was born. It’s a project near and dear to my heart, and one I am very excited about.

    I hope these new, guest-authored books will entertain and delight you. And best of all, I hope they allow you to discover some great new authors! (And if you like this book, be sure to check out the rest of the Nocturne Falls Universe offerings.)

    For more information about the Nocturne Falls Universe, visit http://kristenpainter.com/sugar-skull-books/

    In the meantime, happy reading!

    Kristen Painter

    The Witch Rescues Her Werewolf

    A Nocturne Falls Universe Story

    Copyright © 2017 by Cate Dean

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems—except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews—without permission in writing from the author.

    This book is a work of fiction and was made possible by a special agreement with Sugar Skull Books, but hasn’t been reviewed or edited by Kristen Painter. All characters, events, scenes, plots and associated elements appearing in the original Nocturne Falls series remain the exclusive copyrighted and/or trademarked property of Kristen Painter, Sugar Skull Books and their affiliates or licensors.

    Any similarity to real person, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author or Sugar Skull Books.

    Published in the United States of America.

    One

    Lidia Reston stood in front of the house she had bought, sight unseen, not sure whether to laugh or weep.

    The realtor, Pandora, did say it looked spooky. She wrapped her fingers around the rose quartz pendant she always wore. Contact with the warm, smooth crystal helped calm her. She traced the simple heart shape, and glanced down at Max, her black cat, and constant companion. What do you think?

    He glared at her with his jewel green eyes, and let out an unhappy yowl.

    Well, I like it. Lidia crossed her arms, looking beyond the naked, black trees in the front yard, and dormant rosebushes along the front of the porch. She could make those bloom. We live on Cauldron Lane, Max. How cool is that?

    A cold breeze ruffled her bright, shoulder length red hair, and she huddled in her thin jacket. She was going to need warmer clothes, which would be a perfect excuse to explore downtown, and peek into all the local stores.

    Her enthusiasm faded as she remembered her reason for fleeing California, and landing in Nocturne Falls, Georgia.

    Her magic was fading.

    She had no idea how, or why. When her best friend, Tami, had told her about Nocturne Falls, she knew she had found the place for her. Tami had claimed she’d stumbled across it while researching an answer to why Lidia was losing her magic—something Lidia was inclined to believe. That girl had a way with a keyboard.

    Even though she knew she would miss Tami, moving across the country ticked several boxes: escaping her possessive ex, Ned Turner, finding a place where she could blend in, and hopefully learning why she was losing her magic.

    She tapped Max with her foot. Let’s go inside, grumpy, and check out our new digs.

    He sniffed, but he followed Lidia through the rickety gate, and up the surprisingly well-kept sidewalk. In fact, the closer she got to the house, the less run down it looked. When she reached the base of the porch steps, she finally sensed it.

    A glamour, she whispered, reaching out. Power hummed against her fingers. A powerful one. The former owner obviously didn’t enjoy visitors.

    No, she didn’t.

    Lidia jumped at the masculine voice. When she spun around, Max crouched in front of her, hissing, she had to look up to meet the owner’s amused blue eyes. He was tall—and really muscular.

    Sorry, she said. You startled my cat.

    He smiled at Max. He’s a fierce protector. To Lidia’s shock, he crouched down and reached out to Max.

    Don’t— She cut herself off and stared, mouth open, as Max not only purred, but wrapped himself around the man’s ankle. Max, who hated every male who had ever stepped into Lidia’s life. Max...

    The man slid his fingers into Max’s thick fur. You recognize one of your own, don’t you? After a few more rubs, he straightened, and held out his hand. I’m Elias Saunders, your next door neighbor. Well, your kitty corner neighbor. He pointed at the beautiful blue and white Victorian that sat on the left side of the street. Lidia’s house stood at the street’s dead end, on a big lot that isolated her from her neighbors.

    She held out her hand. I’m—

    Lidia. He smiled at her raised eyebrows. Pandora told me to watch for you, since she couldn’t be here to meet you when you arrived.

    Lidia glanced from him to Max, who now lay on his back, his belly exposed. Max didn’t do that for anyone but her.

    When her gaze moved back to Elias, she saw the energy around him—an energy she’d never seen before. And after spending years in L.A., that was saying something. Tami had told her about the history of the town, but Lidia had expected other witches, maybe a fae or two...

    Not something she couldn’t identify.

    She grabbed Max and took a giant step back. What are you?

    Elias kept his distance. A gargoyle. He glanced down at Max, who was fighting Lidia’s grip. My natural form is a cat, which might explain Max’s unusual behavior. And you’re here to find out why your magic is fading.

    How—

    Small town. News travels—at least among the supernaturals. Don’t worry—we keep each other’s secrets. He took her hand, his grip surprisingly gentle, considering her hand looked like a doll’s in his large palm. If there’s an answer, Lidia, you’ll find it here.

    Thank you.

    He squeezed her hand, then let go and picked up Max. The traitor curled in the crook of Elias’ thick, muscled arm like he was a long-lost relative.

    Want to go inside, check out your house? He must have sensed her hesitation. I promise, I don’t bite. But if you’d be more comfortable, I can give you the keys and leave you alone.

    No. She took a deep, not quite steady breath. If she was going to have a gargoyle as a next door neighbor, she needed to get used to the idea. I’d like the company. Some of her enthusiasm returned, along with a zing of nerves. All I know about the house is that it came furnished. I never even saw a photo.

    Or her realtor, who Lidia suspected wasn’t just a realtor.

    Ah, Pandora. She could sell snow to Eskimos. You’ll find that’s not unique here. He winked, and took her hand. Welcome to Nocturne Falls.

    ~ * ~

    Lidia followed her gargoyle neighbor around the surprisingly spacious interior, rubbing her rose quartz pendant, and tried not to cringe as they encountered piece after piece of hideous furniture.

    I hope they have flea markets here, or discount shops.

    It looked like she was going to have to replace a house full of furniture.

    Max didn’t seem to mind. After sniffing the especially ugly purple and black striped velvet sofa, he leapt up and curled into the corner. Lidia wanted to join him; the drive from California had been beyond exhausting, fueled by need and gallons of caffeine.

    Now she was paying for it, fighting to stay awake, and fighting the urge to plop down on the queen bed in the master bedroom.

    —new mattress. Lidia?

    She jerked her head up at Elias’ voice. Sorry—everything’s catching up with me.

    Pandora did tell me you were driving from California. Why don’t you take a nap? All the mattresses are new, courtesy of the former owner, and Pandora bought sheets. A housewarming gift, he said, when Lidia started to object. She figured you’d be exhausted, and want a freshly made bed to slip into.

    I’ll thank her, when I— A giant yawn

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