Werewolves, meet Jane Eyre…

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‘He doesn’t want to play at brother wolves.  Romulus and Remus can go take a hike, the romance of their tale is lost on him entirely.  (God damn Ree for making him into Scheherezade.  For reading him more stories night after night, since drawing him into an intimacy like ropes about his chest and arms. All the fault of Jane Eyre that first day: Ree has woven a whole romance about their reunion, as well as their boyhood amity, and now must replay it constantly.  His own Mr Rochester: but Penn remembers, Miss Jane had a few pithy opinions about the man, however infatuated.

But anyway.  A three, four mile run? After the night he’s had already?’

-Alex Ankarr, ‘Wolf Runaway’.

Photo credit: Sam Vekemans, Creative Commons licence.

 

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Wolves: Heat & Chill – Gay Werewolf Romance!

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Three platonic human buddies take a break. Skiing week-end, great idea right? So do three werewolf friends, likewise. They end up sharing a ski-lodge: and it’s cool. Until it’s very hot indeed: when one of the wolves goes into heat…

 

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Full Moon Groupie – Gay Werewolf Romance!

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William is hot for werewolves, and luckily there’s a pack run every full moon in his home town. Is he going to get lucky this month? Will hot werewolf Mayot Free choose him? Wil he be mated?

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Wolf Slave 28 – Alex Ankarr

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Wolf Slave 28 – Alex Ankarr

And now he’s for it: Ree has jerked back, too, almost instantaneously, grabbed a hold of him by both arms, and is looking full into his face with wild, wild eyes. And wild eyes on a werewolf are pretty damned wild: there’s a glint in Ree’s, that tell Penn he’s at real risk now, and must tread with the utmost care. ‘I’m sorry, my lord,’ he begins. ‘I apologise most deeply.’ And he’d do well to end right there: but Penn has always been pretty close to a fool on certain subjects. He lifts his eyes: just glancingly. ‘But why, my lord, why would you…’ And he peters out: but his meaning is clear enough.

Ree throws him away from himself, and stalks to the other side of the hall: and rants as he does it. Penn accounts himself fairly lucky to be ranted at: rather than, say, torn limb from limb. ‘I’ll do as I please. In my own household, Penn, my own household, I think I have a right to dispose of my… of members of staff as I see fit.’ He’s not even looking at Penn: has leaned to look out the window, is clutching at the internal railing that circles the cabin. It squeaks, almost buckles under the strain. ‘Of course, it is not my business if you choose to…’ The pause is long, and Ree seems to collect himself, to come to and wake up a little.

Then he swivels around, and lopes back to Penn, and takes a hold of his forearm once more. It’s not a savage grip: only hard and steady, and his look is intent, his mouth a very thin line. ‘No. Scratch that: it is entirely my business. You are property, Penn, as is she. I will dispose of the pair of you as I see fit, I will: only think yourself lucky I do not bar you from her company and sell her to the local whore-house while I’m at it. Enjoy her while you can: it’ll be brief enough.’

Penn’s limbs tremble under the force of Ree’s grip, and it’s not from fear. It should be, but it isn’t. This is his problem, right here: he hasn’t the self-preservation to keep his anger and rebellion tamped down, or only just barely. Never has had: it’s a wonder he’s survived this long. Now, he should be quaking under Ree’s hands, aware of their deadly potential. But no, instead he’s quaking with fury. And what he longs, absolutely longs to do, is to lift his eyes and stare right into his master’s face. And to strike him.

And if he has such a deathwish, he might as well take the sharpest knife from the kitchen here, and drive it straight into his heart forthwith, to make of the job a quicker one.

© Copyright Alex Ankarr 2013  All rights reserved to the author. No inspirations for characters drawn from real-life individuals, no resemblance to real individuals intended.

Read the sequel to Wolf Slave immediately, available on Amazon and free to read to members of Kindle Unlimited! Find out what’s next for Ree and Penn, and if love or freedom are in Penn’s future, in Wolf Runaway, 2nd in the Wolf Wars quintet!

The Daily Bookcover – Thursday!

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Here, a daily book-cover for one of my titles, just like I promised, in the holy names of Pam Grout and creativity!  Or, er, not very daily at all.  And this book cover could only be classed as creative by a very, very generous soul.  Seeing as it’s an image sourced on Flickr and a pretty font, and, er, that’s about it.

In my defence:-

a) I tried to draw a wolf yesterday and, oh my Lord.  It’s been a long time, but I used to at least be halfway competent at getting a likeness.  This is going to be a long, long row to hoe…

and b) I think I’m coming down with the flu, or at least a flu-type bug of some type.  So yah boo *snivels* I want ginger tea and liquorice and *sneezes* a cheerful cry of sweet sodding buggery to actual writing and drawing and all that palaver.

Not, mind you, that I am going to be hiding my half-hearted scribbles of the lupine sort permanently away from the universe.  No – I will post at least the least-worst one, though that’s not saying much.  Not today, though.  Dear reader, you might be able to take it, but me, I’m in a delicate state, and today I can’t.

So have a pretty picture by some long-dead geezer’s hand, with some curly writing on it, instead.

 

 

Wolves In Leather – Gay Werewolf Hooker Romance!

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Wolves In Leather by Alex Ankarr

Scott is a werewolf: a submissive wolf. A submissive werewolf escort and whore, to be accurate, paying his way through grad school via spankings and canings, turning tricks in a supernatural brothel. His client for the evening is John, a dom who certainly looks like he knows a trick or two…

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A Mate, A Moon & A Pickle With A Pack – Gay Werewolf Romance!

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A Mate, A Moon & A Pickle With A Pack by Alex Ankarr

Francis has been dating pack Alpha werewolf Jonas Greyashe for three months now. But what’s his status? Is he significant other, casual squeeze, occasional hook-up… or mate? It’s not just Francis who wants to know… Sequel to A Bookstore, A Werewolf and a Full Moon.

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Wolf Slave 16 – Alex Ankarr

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Wolf Slave 16 – Alex Ankarr

He’s beautiful, but that’s no surprise and no big thing. Wolves are made beautiful: it gets to be annoying and more than annoying, the effortless superiority in every direction. Penn doesn’t look further as Hotstaat – as Ree pulls his clothes off, throws them behind him. He doesn’t join him, either: quietly takes the reins of both horses and walks away, back to what’s some kind of home for him now.

It seems safer.

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After that Hotstaat requests his presence fairly often: not every day, but every few days at least there’s some job he’s required for. It generally involves not much work, as such, and a lot of bearing Hotstaat company. Except it’s hard to think of him as Hotstaat, now, although Penn tries. He’s careful at least of his mouth: it’s still all ‘sir’ and ‘if you please’, all the formal signifiers of submission and deference. He’s not an idiot. Hotstaat – Ree – may have sentimental memories of their early years, but that doesn’t necessarily translate into presumptions of an equal footing. Well, in fact, it certainly doesn’t: Penn isn’t such a fool.

He thinks that if he had any sense, he would take all the sly advantage he can of Ree’s evident lingering preference for him: would work it to his advantage for all he’s worth, while being careful to continue to please as a good slave, not to transgress every explicit and assumed rule of deferential behaviours towards wolf masters. He could, conceivably, wind up as a senior member of the clan’s staff: could even – it’s not impossible – be freed, perhaps after long service. The thought tingles through him like sparkling wine: to have his papers stamped, his documentation as a free human, to be able to direct his own life, perhaps to travel, to start a business with the contacts he’s developed through years of assiduous networking with anyone he’s come into contact with. You never know who’s going to be useful. As a slave it’s all the more vital to be on the best terms with anyone and everyone.

© Copyright Alex Ankarr 2013  All rights reserved to the author. No inspirations for characters drawn from real-life individuals, no resemblance to real individuals intended.

Read the sequel to Wolf Slave immediately, available on Amazon and free to read to members of Kindle Unlimited! Find out what’s next for Ree and Penn, and if love or freedom are in Penn’s future, in Wolf Runaway, 2nd in the Wolf Wars quintet!

Wolf Runaway – SEQUEL TO WOLF SLAVE FREE TO READ WITH KINDLE UNLIMITED!!

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SEQUEL TO WOLF SLAVE, BOOK 2 IN THE WOLF WARS QUINTET! 

Wolf Runaway by Alex Ankarr

Well, Penn is a slave – still. But now he’s a pampered pet, now he’s the master’s darling. You’d think he’d be satisfied with that, that he’d be content. But is he? Well, perhaps he might be – if it wasn’t for Lettice and Benedict Parrin, the dangerously liberal and political wolves in his master and lover Ree’s circle. If it wasn’t that Ree’s mother, the old Dam of the Hotstaat pack, is trying to get Ree married off to a suitable wolf-girl. If it wasn’t for his nature, if he didn’t hate being a slave, if he didn’t long to be free…

Is love enough to reconcile Penn to being a slave? Is he willing to risk capture and death, for the sake of freedom?

Set in an alternative universe’s 1920s Britain – with werewolves! Book 2 in the Wolf Wars quintet!

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Wolf Slave 14 – Alex Ankarr

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Wolf Slave 14 – Alex Ankarr

Really. Penn hardly knows what to say: it’s true enough, and he even dimly remembers it. But what does this man wants, who is and simultaneously isn’t his old childhood friend? Is he being invited to share in childhood reminiscences? And if he is, and if he does, will what is invited on this occasion be regarded as impertinence should he be unwary and indulge in it on another occasion? ‘I remember,’ is what he says, since it seems safe enough. ‘It was a hot day.’

‘Where have you been all that time, Penn?’ Hotstaat asks, though he still doesn’t actually look Penn’s way. His handsome profile is pointed out at the horizon beyond the lake, and his lips are pressed together a little. ‘When I reached an age for privacy of action and independence, I tried to chase you up. But there was a break in the records, and I couldn’t track you any further after that.’

It’s a shock, more than a shock. It’s not as if he’s hinted up until this point that he’d had any interest in whatever had happened to the old companion of his youth. Penn tries hard to be unaffected. It makes a difference, though: he can hardly help that. Wolf or no. He can’t quite get an orderly breath when he replies. ‘There was a house-fire,’ he says shortly. ‘When I was a kid: I think two sets of owners after your family. I got free and ran: but I was just too young to have been branded, and when I was discovered wandering city streets, there was no way of tracking down my owners. I was still pretty little: I couldn’t be sure of my antecedents. With slaves having no family name, you know. My mother’s first name wasn’t enough to trace me.’ The explanation itself makes him breathless: his mother’s death, the fire, being lost, losing Ree… It all crams together in his mind, his crappy childhood in one single concentrated bad-tasting dose.

Hotstaat seems to exhale slowly. ‘So that’s why your records only go back partially…’ he comments. It’s as if he’s been thinking about it previously.

‘That’s why,’ Penn says shortly. ‘They knew I was a slave because I told them,’ he adds. Then he spends a moment cursing his child-self: who had known no better, with his soft unbranded skin, than to condemn himself, unnecessarily, to the life of a slave all over again. Free humans were rare enough, of course: but still they’d probably have given him the benefit of the doubt. Of course he’d have been just as much risking an unknown future and maybe a bleak one: fostered out, or adopted, or just made a skivvy in some great house’s kitchen. But at least with free legal status, and the chance to make his own choices and his life as he grew up.

He’s thought about it a lot, but it’s not the only thing he’s thinking about right now. It’s stupid, but he can’t help but wonder how much Hotstaat has thought of him. Enough, right? If he went to the trouble of searching him out. It makes him feel odd inside: a little on edge, with a vibrancy of feeling he doesn’t normally experience. Normally he’s quite emotionally flat, keeps things calm and doesn’t have much response or affect to much of anything. It’s better that way: safer. He wonders how much Hotstaat has thought of him in recent years, since trying to find him back, when? When they were teenagers, then, maybe.

© Copyright Alex Ankarr 2013  All rights reserved to the author. No inspirations for characters drawn from real-life individuals, no resemblance to real individuals intended.

Read the sequel to Wolf Slave immediately, available on Amazon and free to read to members of Kindle Unlimited! Find out what’s next for Ree and Penn, and if love or freedom are in Penn’s future, in Wolf Runaway, 2nd in the Wolf Wars quintet!