Don't Drink and Hex (BBW Werewolf Erotica) (Smut-Shorties Book 2) by Milly Taiden

 
DON’T DRINK AND HEX
    SMUT SHORTIES
     
     
     
     
    USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR
    MILLY TAIDEN

     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are fictitious or have been used fictitiously, and are not to be construed as real in any way. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales, or organizations is entirely coincidental.
     
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    Latin Goddess Press
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    http://millytaiden.com
    Don’t Drink and Hex
    Smut Shorties
    Copyright © 2014 by Milly Taiden
    Cover by Mina Carter
    All Rights Are Reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.
    Property of Milly Taiden October 2014 

    ONE
     
    “I need that love potion mother,” Selena begged for the fifth time over the phone. She squeezed the cell so hard she could have broken it except she wasn’t that strong. Of course if she really wanted the phone gone she’d just use magic, but right at the moment what she wanted was her mother to cooperate.
    “No,” her mother, Lucila, replied.
    She growled and glared at the screen as though her mother could see her. “Fine. You know what? Be like that. I’ll make it myself. It’s not like I haven’t done it before.”
    “Selena Azul, you give your friend that potion and I will turn your ass into a baby for the day again,” her mother yelled. “You should know better than to offer magic as a way to retain any man.”
    She rolled her eyes. Her mother was such a downer. “Mom, chill. I got this.”
    “Are you drinking, young lady?”
    Whoops. Caught. She threw a side glance at her second bottle of wine, blew it a kiss and grinned. What did Lucila expect? It was a Friday night. She should know better than to ask her that.
    “Mother, I’m hardly a young lady.”
    She was going on her hundredth birthday. Trust her mother to make that sound like a teenager.
    “I don’t give a yellow frog’s wart how old you are, Selena! You don’t drink and hex. You know that. It’s in the rules.”
    She blew a raspberry and stared at the half-started love potion. She’d have to finish it or her friend wouldn’t be able to get her boyfriend back. Selena didn’t believe in tying a man with magic herself, but hell, her friend had sounded so desperate she’d offered to help before she really thought it through.
    “Yeah, yeah. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
    “One of these days, you’re going to get yourself into big trouble and I won’t be there to save you, Selena,” her mother said ominously.
    The effect of her mother’s warning was ruined when Selena burst into giggles. “Mom, I’m not a kid. I’ve got magic in my blood. You know better than to tell me things like that.”
    Magic and witchcraft were in Selena’s blood. Everyone in her family was a pure born with the ability to call on the elements. Her gift? Water. How she ended up being able to summon water when she couldn’t swim worth a damn was a big family joke.
    “Arrrgh!”
    That’s the last thing her mother said. Selena picked up the bottle of wine and tried to remember the rest of the ingredients to her love potion. She racked her brain and sighed. Screw a potion. Maybe she could find a spell instead.
    Yes! That’s what she’d do. She gulped on the wine, hugging the bottle to her chest. God. At her age you’d think she’d have a family, kids or at least a man. But no. What did she have? Wine.
    “Fuck it.” Wine was good enough for her godmother Cleopatra.
    Thinking of her beautiful ageless godmother was like a summons and within a second she appeared in her living room.
    “You called, dear?” Cleopatra asked, her body magically forming sitting on Selena’s couch.
    She sighed. “I’m sorry godmother. I was just thinking about you. But the moment I get a little wine in my system and all of a