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Sunday, December 21, 2014

Riley Bancroft - Darkest Faerie Tales

Deep into the Abyss

by:

Riley Bancroft

Book 2 of the Darkest Faerie Tales series

Excerpt: The Darkest Faerie Tales

For one long and torturous week, I’ve been locked inside this cabin, ripped away from the world I thought I knew by the one man who literally makes me weak with need. I can’t seem to escape him, physically, mentally, emotionally. He’s became everything I want, everything I desire, yet he won’t touch me. Not like before.

As the only hybrid born between the Seelie and Unseelie courts, I fight the dark and light inside of myself. I grew up in the Seelie courts and only the Elders from each court knew of my secret identity, an anomaly my parents went to great lengths to hide.

Cole became aware of my existence because he is one of those Elders, an Elder of the Unseelie court and he’s the man who kidnapped me.

A war has been brewing between the two courts over the last few months and the ante was upped with my abduction. The Seelies have no use for me, but the Unseelies want to exalt me into a position of authority—to be the sovereign ruler of the Aos sí. A queen.

Once upon a time, I thought the Seelies were the epitome of virtue and the Unseelies were the embodiment of wickedness, but I’m finding out neither is true. Good and evil live in everyone, despite their association to what the world believes of them.

Who I thought I once was, is no longer who I am and with every lesson taught to me, I’ve learned there is a price to pay.

Cole has broken me—my spirit, my mind, because I was meant for a higher purpose, I know this now. To unite the angelic and infernal sides of both courts, to restore power back to the magickal people of the Aos sí, and to discover who I truly am.

Welcome to my twisted faerie tale.

Excerpt: Deep Into the Abyss

He treaded back over to her. “Assume your position.”

Mya shivered at the hungry gleam in his eyes, as she reared her head back, looking up at him. He’d taught her the position of submission. One she was expected to get into when commanded by him. Initially a test that began as an exercise to establish trust in the beginning, it had come to mean more to her. It gave her a vulnerability to him, on her knees with her legs splayed apart, her arms clasped together behind her back, jutting her breasts forward. Could she push him enough this time to finally take control of her? For days, she’d been at his mercy, giving in to his every order, bending to his will. She needed to flip the switch. “Give me one good reason why I should assume the position?” she demanded. Using all the strength she could garner, she rose on shaky legs. Thank goodness, she wore jeans. The material kept her hands from slipping off her thigh as she stood and faced him.

“Now, Mya, or you will be punished.” His eyes narrowed as his lips pressed tight together. A storm of energy surged through her. Punish me then. Warmth seeped into her veins. “You will do well to remember that the Unseelie court wants me as their sovereign ruler. One day, I will take my spot on the throne as queen and you will rue the day you ever laid a finger on me!” Or, not laid a finger on me! The anger built and built until it breached her sanity and overflowed. “Perhaps I should be telling you to bow before me, Cole!” He marched toward her. A frenzied expression crossed over his face. “You will submit to me right now.” Invisible sparks danced between their bodies—now flush to one another. “I will not.” Mya defiantly lifted her head. “You submit to me.” The contact only fueled her hunger for him as the air around her charged with excitement.

With each deep inhalation he took, vibrations thrummed across her flesh down to her sex and fed her desire. Cole lowered his face to hers.

His nostrils flared. “This is your last chance. Do as you are instructed and you will address me as Sir.” So badly, she needed to kiss him, to latch her mouth onto his, to devour him. Her heart banged in her chest. She licked her lips, anticipating how his kisses always felt. “Are you jealous? Does knowing I kissed Gavin ruffle your feathers?” She pulled her shoulders taut, pressing her breasts against him. Her nipples hardened with the contact. “Is that why you make me submit to you all the time, but don’t touch me—so you feel like you own me?—because you don’t.” He was so revved up he probably didn’t catch the untruth of her broken up statement. She could tell Cole battled with wanting to possess her, so he played these games to give him a sense of ownership. It may have sounded like she said he didn’t own her, but in truth, he did in every sense of the word—mind, body and soul. “Did you like kissing him?” Hurt flashed through his eyes before he quickly masked it.

TinkNCognito Review

This second book picks up where book one left off and it didn't miss a beat. We are learning more about Mya's background and what the Unseelies are wanting from her. Cole is determined to stay away from her, much to her confusion but the pull between them is stronger than ever. As the story continues to develop, I just want more and more of the this pair. I can't wait to see where Riley takes these characters.

About the Author

Riley Bancroft

Riley Bancroft grew up in the heart of Texas. Ever since she was little, she favored stories on the darker side, not just supernatural, but psychological as well. She penned her first erotic poems in college about the love of her life. The pursuit of her writing career began when she wrote a short story based on the intimate scene missing in Twilight, to share with her friends. They encouraged her to write her own novel. And so, she did.

Website: www.RileyBancroft.com

Facebook: www.Facebook.com/ AuthorRileyBancroft
Twitter: @Riley_Bancroft

Buy Links

Amazon Buy Link – Tempest in Disguise http://amzn.to/ B00P2PMTSY
Amazon Buy Link – Deep into the Abyss http://amzn.to/ B00P2PMTSY

Thursday, November 6, 2014

The Darkest Faerie Tale is a Tempest in Disguise

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

Come join Riley and her guests on November 13th for a Facebook Party to celebrate the release of Tempest In Disguise!

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.

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23486205-tempest-in-disguise

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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Riley Bancroft grew up in the heart of Texas. Ever since she was little she favored stories on the darker side, not just supernatural, but psychological as well. She penned her first erotic poems in college about the love of her life. The pursuit of her writing career began when she wrote a short story based on the intimate scene missing in Twilight, to share with her friends. They encouraged her to write her own novel. And so, she did.