It's a bird. It's a plane. It's. . . Belle Harper trying to flap away from all her problems. I thought being a sex addict was bad--but a war with men who can turn into bloodthirsty predators and want to breed me totally tops that. Add on I'm turning into some unknown monster, and I miss the good ol' days where I knew what I was--a dirty little pervert. Luckily, my days as a sex fiend have taught me a trick or two. Dean Stiffdick and Dr. F*ckface might be Tertiaries, but I am woman. Prepare to hear me roar. (And after we've won, prepare to hear me moan because nothing gets me hornier than victory.) *Previously published as Riding A C0ck-Horse