Description
Brace yourselves. Everyone's favorite dim-witted romance heroine, Smella Rosepetal, is back, and this time she's in a brand new novel, a four-peen parody starring a smokin' hot pack of wolf-shifter brothers (one can even lick his eyebrows) who don't mind her COVID twenty or a little herpes! Come on a romantic getaway with her and the Fleabiter brothers (I forgot their first names) through the untamed wilds of the Alaskan wilderness, with bears, cold weather, more bears, giant-a$$ mosquitos, even more bears, rabid moose, a whole lot more bears, vicious wolves, and a f*ckton of f*cking bears. *Warning: If you're new to the world of PJ Jones, her parodies are rude, crude, and socially unacceptable. If you have a giant stick wedged up you're a$$ (that isn't well-lubed), this is probably not the right parody for you.**Legal Disclaimer: PJ Jones is not responsible for bleeding eyeballs, soiled underwear, or unexplained flatulence from reading this book. You've been warned!***One more thing. Crap, I forgot. It must not have been very important.****Oh, yeah. Kindly save your rotten tomatoes and one-star reviews for after the book. If you really didn't like it, go buy lube for that stick.