The Real Estate Agent

The Real Estate Agent

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This story is about an innocent Real Estate Agent and a guilty Werewolf. Ace Brutal has long since been a hopeless romantic, ever since his older sister taught him about mates at the young age of five, he has been doing nothing but getting himself ready just for her, but the struggles of life and having a Werewolf father and a human mother that leaves them has hardened his skin. However it did nothing to his gentle heart. Mag Anda is nothing out of the ordinary being a normal Real Estate Agent... outside. Copyright © 2015 by KelseyRare All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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