Tempest in
Disguise
by Riley
Bancroft
Series: Darkest Faerie Tale, #1
Genre: Dark Erotic Urban Fantasy Romance
Cover Designer: Fiona Jayde
Release Date: November 6, 2014
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Born the only hybrid between two warring factions, Mya's
life is all smoke and mirrors. For twenty four years her true identity has been
kept a secret inside the virtuous Seelie Court of the ancient Fae. But that
time has come to an end. In one sudden blow, her perception of reality is
irrevocably altered and her livelihood is stripped away. A dark and mysterious
stranger has set his sights on her to possess, consume and claim her for
himself. Mya must keep her wits about her to survive…or surrender to her
darkest desires.
As one of the leaders in the infamous Unseelie Court, Cole
is determined to seize the powerful and magickal hybrid from the enemy’s court
on behalf of his people. A battle is
looming and they’re ready to end the war at any cost, but for Cole it’s
personal. The scar on his face is a
daily reminder of the cuts marring his darkened soul and when he goes after the
hybrid, a burning need to dominate and master her is far too great. Despite the
consequences he faces for touching her, Cole's dark and twisted hunger is
unable to resist her allure. He craves her full submission, but in order to do
that, he must take everything away from her first.
Welcome
to their twisted Faerie Tale.
Dark,
Erotic Paranormal Romance with BDSM Elements…packed with a scorching heat.
Note:This
book contains dark sexual elements that may be uncomfortable for some readers
and is intended for adults.
The Darkest Faerie Tales
There are two sides of me. One is good. The other is bad. Sure,
everyone has bad and good in them, but my two halves are constantly at war with
each other—I’m either extremely virtuous or terribly wicked—there is no in
between.
In ancient Gaelic myth, the gods and goddesses were sent to earth,
becoming known as the Tuatha Dé, God’s tribe in the form of a supernatural
race. For centuries, as immortals, they ruled on the earth above humans. Then
the Great Atonement happened. As people of the mound, they were stripped of the
Tuatha Dé title and turned into Aos sí. They became nothing more than magickal
human beings who happened to live a little longer than normal mortals.
The Aos sí are divided into two sects…Seelie or Unseelie. Dualities of
light and dark instilled at birth. Though they lived in a semblance of peace,
everything changed right before I was born and the factions turned against one
another.
I’m half Seelie and half Unseelie, the only mixed breed ever to exist.
My parents went to great lengths to hide my true identity during the wars.
I was supposed to live a normal life, the whole white picket fence and
everything, but it’s all changing now. The Unseelies seek to take down the
Seelies and restore themselves into power, back to the way things were on the
magickal island of Sitnalta, before the Great Atonement. However, the Seelies
only want to pursue balance, harmony, in all things.
And me? I’m stuck in the middle, torn between two worlds.
This is not a faerie tale.
He angled his head lower
down until their mouths were only a centimeter away. “Perhaps, you need someone
to show you the way—to take control.”
Mya licked her lips and
tried to ease the anxious pace of her heart as she inhaled his breaths. Her
thoughts made her words come out muddled. “Or, maybe I’m the one controlling
you already.”
“You like to play games,
Mya?” He taunted her with his lips, so close, yet too far away.
The walls of her core
clenched and released, an aching void, wanting to be filled. A sting of
pleasurable pain seared her breasts and her shoulders arched when he pinched
her rock hard nipple through her clothes. Her thigh muscles almost gave out as
need for him ripped through her. “Do you like to play games?” she asked back in
raspy voice.
“Have you ever studied
psychology, Mya? When a person is nervous or unsure they basically repeat what
the other person said.”
Damn it. Was she nervous? She couldn’t think straight. Both halves of
her warred for dominance. One side wanted him to play with her. The other
wanted to out play him. He was a dark temptation for her and her downfall at
the same time. To hell with it all, she let her Unseelie side rule the moment.
Her hips thrust backward and she ground against his shaft. Arching her back,
she titled her head up, moving her mouth closer to his. Contact. Warm, thick
lips met hers and an urgent need sparked a greater want inside of her.
As she reached up behind her
and twined her fingers in his hair to pull him tighter, he returned the
frenzied kiss. His tongue sought hers demanding surrender in her mouth and it
fueled her lust with every stroke. Every touch from him, his dominating hold
over her, lit her up—like a raging fire in a forest ready to consume every tree
in its path.
Mya lost herself with him,
just the two of them, two bodies burning in an inferno seeking more. She melted
against him and let him take the reins, following each movement of his lips and
tongue, unable to get enough of him.
He fisted his hand into her
hair and pulled her head back. “Take off your clothes.”
The hell you say. Her thoughts couldn’t keep up with her maddening
pulse. “What?” Deep down though, she knew their game led up to this defining
moment.
“I think you heard me.” He
tightened his hold on her. “You wanted to play, you wanted control—well, I want
your surrender.” A dangerous hunger danced across his face.
The lustful glint in his
eyes left her breathless, even hotter than before. She licked her lips,
contemplating the seriousness of what he asked for, the taste of him lingered
on her tongue. Would she be able to do, as he demanded?
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