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Sinders and Ash: a fairy tale romance

Sinders and Ash

The Pennymaker Tales Series

by Tara Lain
an MM Fairy Tale Romance

Blurb: 

Housekeeper Mark Sintorella (Sinders) works diligently at a resort hotel while designing clothes anonymously, hoping to get into fashion school. Then his carefully planned life is upended with the arrival of Ashford Armitage, son of the fifth richest man in America—and the most beautiful guy Mark has ever seen. Ash must find a wife or he’ll lose his grandfather’s inheritance, and he settles on Bitsy Fanderel. But secretly Ash is gay, and the guy who cleans the fireplaces sets his heart ablaze.

Further stirring the pot is the little elf of a man, Carstairs Pennymaker, who has Mark wearing his own designs and masquerading as a girl to impress the fashion investors in the hotel. When the clock strikes twelve, two beautiful princesses line up for the wedding—but one isn’t a woman. Will the slipper fit? Only Mr. Pennymaker knows for sure.

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Excerpt

R-Rated Kitchen Scene

His heart hammered. He cradled Mark’s face, his fingers overlapping the knit of
the cap. Mark’s breath smelled like coconut, and his lips looked more delicious than the
crème brûlée. Okay, be gentle. Don’t scare him. Gently he laid his lips against Mark’s.
One second. Sweet. Two seconds. Exploration. Three seconds. Hot! Oh God, heat crept
from that soft contact up to Ash’s head and straight down to his cock. Whoa. Down, boy.
He pulled back. Needed more control.
Before he got an inch away, Mark grabbed his head and pulled him back until his
tongue pressed like a hot intruder into Ash’s mouth. Oh yeah. Ash slid his hands down
Mark’s round butt and tugged him close. Hmmm. Got a nice moan on that one. Mark ate
at Ash’s mouth, sucking in his lips. His tongue pressed deep. Wow. This guy was not
kidding. Had Ash just thought he should go easy?
Mark pulled back a little and sipped at Ash’s lips, then ran his tongue over the
bottom one. First outside and then… oh God, he slipped his tongue inside Ash’s lip and
caressed that soft, sensitive skin.
Sweet Jesus, he couldn’t stand up. Ash leaned back hard against the counter, but
he knew his knees were crumpling. Strong hands reached around and smoothed over his
ass, and then a finger pressed against the crack of his butt like Mark was tracing the seam
of the denim—up and down. Jesus, Ash’s cock throbbed. Too much blood in there. Too
long since that cock had any exercise. He wanted to rip his pants down and let that finger
do its business where it belonged.
Like Mark had read his mind, one hand moved to the front and began to unfasten
the buttons on Ash’s fly. Shit, he couldn’t help it. His hips pushed forward, forcing his
cock against that hand like a puppy looking for milk.
Mark murmured, “Yessss.” He undid the last button, slipped his hand into the top
of Ash’s boxer briefs, and found the promised land. Hand met cock. Why had Ash ever
thought this guy was shy and virginal? Dear God, he was hot!
Mark’s fingers were callused, a little scratchy, but so nice. The slight abrasion on
his sensitive cockhead about sent Ash into the sink in a good way. “Oh God.”
There was a smile in Mark’s voice. Ash couldn’t quite open his eyes to see it.
“You want more?”
Ash nodded. Nothing happened. “Yes. Yes, I want more.” That gasping was not
cool. He didn’t care. This was too good.
His jeans began to move down his hips, to his thighs, and then they fell to his
knees. The boxers got ripped down after.
“Hmmmm.” The sound came from around his knees.
Shit, what did that mean?
Hmmmm bad or hmmmm good?
“Is it okay to suck without latex? Am I safe?”
Suck. God, he was going to get sucked. “Oh, uh, yes. I’ve been ridiculously
careful. Part of my paranoia, and actually I haven’t had very many partners.”
“Good.”
Ohhhhh God! No prelim. Just cock into hot mouth in one delicious, fantastic,
mind-bending swallow. Every nerve flashed hot. He giggled. “I almost came.”
Mark popped the cock from his mouth. “Wanted to be sure you were awake.”

About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her best­selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. 

She lives with her soul­mate husband and her soul­mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

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Beast The Untold Legend

by Shoshanna Evers

A Wicked Tale

ARe Books

Genre: M/F, Fairy Tale, PNR

 About the Book:

Deflowering the princess may just save her life.

Princess Justine found an unlikely ally when she stormed into the stables and found an angry, devastatingly handsome young man tending to her mare. Victor belonged to her soon-to-be Queen mother-in-law, and he had the whip marks on his muscled back to prove it.

The Queen, an enchantress well-accomplished in the art of black magic, turns Victor into a creature like no other.  He’s a ten foot tall beastly wall of muscle, animalistic sinew and savagery ready to unleash every primal urge coiled within him. At the Queen’s command, he kidnaps Justine on her wedding day to the prince — but refuses to kill her. Instead, he keeps her safe by turning her from a threat to the Queen’s power, into a ruined woman who will never ascend the throne.

Now the Beast holds his princess captive in the woods, his focus on only one mission: deflower her and get her with child before the queen comes back to kill Justine herself.

He wasn’t expecting Justine to see past his terrifying form and straight into his heart. Setting her free is no more of an option than keeping her. But as their tentative alliance forms, both Victor and Justine can’t help but wonder— what if being together is their chance for true love?

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"Beast," she said, trying to steady the tremble in her voice. "I have no quarrel with you, sir. Please don't hurt me."

To her surprise, the beast dropped down on all fours to be closer to her, and shook his massive head. A lock from his dark mane fell over his blue-gray eyes, and Justine paused. It made no sense for him to remind her of... Victor.

Maybe it was just that feeling they inspired in her that drew the comparison in her mind. That feeling she got when she stood on the edge of a cliff and stared down, and wondered what it would feel like to jump if only she had wings to keep her from crashing. Staring at the beast now, he felt like both the cliff... and the wings.

"I had no choice but to take you, Princess," he said, his voice gravelly and deep. "Do not run from me."

The cadence of his low voice sounded familiar, but that didn't make sense.

"You're not real," Justine said. "I fainted at my wedding and hit my head; I'm sure of it."

The beast loomed over her, covering her with his body, so there would be no escape. "I am real."

"Please, do not harm me, Beast, I beg you."

"I will not harm you," he said. "Look at me, Princess. *You know me.*"

No. This wasn't real. "You are a figment of my imagination. There is no beast like you in nature. "

His face was millimeters from her own. He pressed his cheek to hers, his rough whiskers prickling her own delicate skin.

Goosebumps raised along her arms. If it were a dream, would she be feeling that?

"I am real," he growled. "But you are right about one thing, Princess. I am not natural."

"Please wake up," she shouted, hoping it would jolt her out of her nightmare.

With a dangerous smile that bared his fangs, the beast gripped her arm. "This is no dream. Shall I pinch you, and prove it?"

"Yes," she said, with a boldness she didn’t feel. This nightmare was going on too long—

The beast raised one thick eyebrow... though the eyebrow blended in on his face, which was covered in smooth short hairs that did nothing to hide his strong jaw and high cheekbones.

He picked her up off the ground, his large hands so human if not for the claws that adorned them. Yet they weren't paws. He definitely had fingers, holding her firmly under her buttocks. Each one sent a line of heat through her chilled flesh.

The claws that had torn her gown earlier didn't touch her now. Had he... retracted them? Like a cat?

With a groan that sounded too much like raw satisfaction for her sensibilities, he pinched a handful of the flesh on her bottom.

The jolt of pain made her yelp in surprise. *Pinches in a dream shouldn’t hurt.*

He dropped his mouth to her neck, his whiskers scratching her delicate skin, and nibbled her ear. It didn't hurt, despite his sharp fangs. He wasn't tasting her... he was toying with her.

His tongue was soft sandpaper against her fragile skin, like a cat tongue. It tickled and made her restless, unable to keep still his arms.

He pulled away from her ear to stare into her eyes. She couldn't look away as he growled softly and pinched each handful of her ass cheeks again, holding her flesh hostage even as she squirmed against him.

*This is not a dream.*

"Stop!" she gasped, struggling to be free of his iron grip.

Her attempts to move her bottom away from his hands only served to press her mound against torso. Quick as could be, the beast adjusted one hand to grab the junction of her thighs, forcing a moan from her mouth.

"Am I real to you now, Justine?"

He knew her name. He used her name as if he knew *her.*
~

About the Author:

Shoshanna Evers, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, has written dozens of sexy stories since her debut in 2010, including Beauty and the Beast (an erotic re-imagining), The Man Who Holds the Whip, and  I Am Not Your Melody, all of which hit the bestseller lists in box sets. Among her most popular books are The Tycoon’s Convenient Bride…and Baby, Overheated, The Enslaved Trilogy, How to Write Hot Sex, and the controversial novella Held Captive by the Cavemen.

Shoshanna Evers has been listed on Amazon as one of the “Most Popular Authors in Romance,” as well as on the Contemporary Romance, and Erotica “Most Popular Authors” lists.

Reviewers have called Shoshanna’s writing “fast paced, intense, and sexual…every naughty fantasy come to life for the reader” with stories where “the plot is fresh and the pacing excellent, the emotions…real and poignant.”

Ms. Evers is also the cofounder of SelfPubBookCovers.com, the largest selection of instantly customizable, one-of-a-kind, premade book covers in the world.

Shoshanna used to work as a syndicated advice columnist and a registered nurse, but now she’s a full-time smut writer and a home-schooling mom. She lives in the mountains of north Idaho with her family and three big dogs, and loves to connect with readers on Twitter @ShoshannaEvers, and Facebook at www.facebook.com/shoshanna.evers

For more information on other books by Shoshanna, visit her official website: www.ShoshannaEvers.com

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The Legend of Arturo King (and the maid Guinevere)

The Legend of Arturo King

Legendary Rock Stars #1

by L.B. Dunbar

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Synopsis

My name is Arturo King, and I’m told I’m a legend in music. My band is called the Nights and we got our start at the underground Round Table in New York City. Raised by a foster father, I didn't know the extent of my inheritance until I was twenty-one, and it was all more than I bargained for. I wanted to play the guitar and rule the world with song, but I learned I have a mother from old money, a dead father who was once a real estate mogul, and a record company that needed some rebuilding. Mure Linn, my friend and mentor, has been by my side through it all, teaching me to play, strengthening my lyrics, and guiding me in the music industry. There was one area he couldn't guide me, though, and that was love. Guinevere DeGrance changed everything for me, I suppose, including the reason I’m here learning the legend of my life without remembering any of it.

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Review by pearls

 

This is a modernization of the King Arthur legend, exchanging a band of musicians for the band of Knights.  Fans of fractured fairytales will enjoy this version which takes into consideration how to fit all of the legend into the story of a orphaned boy meant for greatness, later reunited with a family he never knew, mentored by an older man and falling for the daughter of his business partner.  Some of the transitioning was rough, but once the story was underway, the romance became the focus of the storyline.  And there is quite the unexpected twist at the end.  It was fun seeing how the age old tale, based upon male bonding and loyalty in the pursuit of a higher transcendence while surrounded by greed and jealousy, translates into a modern world and family.

About L.B. Dunbar

I’d like to say I was always a writer. I’d also like to say that I wrote every day of my life since a child. That I took the teaching advice I give my former students because writing every day improves your writing. I’d like to say I have my ten-thousand hours that makes me a proficient writer. But I can’t say any of those things. I did dream of writing the “Great American Novel” until one day a friend said: Why does it have to be great? Why can’t it just be good and tell a story?

 

As a teenager, I wrote your typical love-angst poetry that did occasionally win me an award and honor me with addressing my senior high school class at our Baccalaureate Mass. I didn't keep a journal because I was too afraid my mom would find it in the mattress where I kept my copy of Judy Blume’s Forever that I wasn't allowed to read as a twelve year old.

 

I can say that books have been my life. I’m a reader. I loved to read the day I discovered “The Three Bears” as a first grader, and ever since then, the written word has been my friend. Books were an escape for me. An adventure to the unknown. A love affair I’d never know. I could be lost for hours in a book.

 

So why writing now? I had a story to tell. It haunted me from the moment I decided if I just wrote it down it would go away. But it didn't. Three years after writing the first draft, a sign (yes, I believe in them) told me to fix up that draft and work the process to have it published. That’s what I did. But one story let to another, and another, and another. Then a new idea came into my head and a new story line was created. 

I was accused (that’s the correct word) of having an overactive imagination as a child, as if that was a bad thing. I've also been accused of having the personality of a Jack Russell terrier, full of energy, unable to relax, and always one step ahead. What can I say other than I have stories to tell and I think you’ll like them. If you don’t, that’s okay. We all have our book boyfriends. We all have our favorites. Whatever you do, though, take time for yourself and read a book.

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A Fairy Tale Romance

A Fairy Tale Romance

by Elodie Parkes

a Contemporary Erotic Fantasy Romance

from Evernight Publishing

 

 

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BOOK SYNOPSIS

 

When delectable Thorn Valmont buys an old palace to renovate on the Mediterranean coast, he never dreams it will cost him his freedom. Thorn is part of an aristocratic family. He’s a prince and must find his princess to solve a puzzle he inherits from the ancient owners of the Mediterranean palace. Will he find her in time to stop his loneliness destroying him completely?

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EXCERPT - 18+ erotic teaser

Grace took a breath, she whispered against his lips. “Would it be too soon to unzip your jeans, to slip you inside me, to rock on your oh so hard erection? You set me longing for sex, longing for the feel of you thrusting into me.”

Thorn’s eyes snapped open. He could hardly believe his ears. He saw her face through a daze of lust. “I’d love it. I’m desperate for you. You have to know that.”

He hadn’t finished his sentence and she had opened the zipper of his jeans. She knelt so that he could raise his hips and slide the jeans down his thighs.

The white sand felt cool under his ass. His cock ached. His stomach muscles were so tightly clenched with the need to fuck he could hardly breathe. Thorn watched Grace push aside the pale blue fabric of her bikini panties between her legs. His breath left him in a whoosh as she grasped his cock to guide the head to her entrance, and then with exquisite slowness sat down onto it so that he felt every inch of the warm, wet, glide in.

She straddled across his lap, her knees in the sand and her inner thighs against the skin of his outer thighs. She held the V of his hips and rode his cock.

COPYRIGHT Elodie Parkes and Evernight Publishing 2014 All Rights Reserved

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes. Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, Secret Cravings, Evernight, Siren and Ra Jones Anthology She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Owning the Beast: an Erotic Fairytale

 

 

Owning the Beast

by Alexa Riley

An Erotic Fairytale

 

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When Annabella Blanca finds herself on the doorstep of her new home, she is terrified, yet hopeful of what her new life will be.

 

Griffin Stone has locked himself away from the world. One minor mix-up, and all his carefully built walls come crashing down. When love finds its way in to even the darkest of hearts, will it be enough to stand the greatest tests? Can beauty own the beast?

 

Warning: This book contains a scarred hero, a virgin bride, insta-love, and tons of sex.

 

"Just once more, my Angel. Just one more quick fuck and I’ll concentrate on something other than getting inside of you."

 

Sliding my hands under her thighs, I lifted her and her legs automatically locked themselves around my waist. I love how trusting she was and her body was always so willing to accept me. Turning, I entered the first room we came across. Kicking the door shut behind me with my foot, I turned our bodies so that her back was up against the door. I pinned her against the door, using my hips to hold her there. My fingers ran up her neck and tangled in her hair, something I just couldn’t get enough of. I grabbed fistfuls of the dark waterfall and crushed my mouth against hers, wanting to taste her once more. Tonguing her mouth, I moved on to lick her earlobe, sucking it into my mouth, nibbling on it lightly. I continued to lick down her neck as she rubbed her whole body against mine like a cat in heat.

 

Reaching between us, I freed my throbbing cock. I smiled when I remembered she wasn’t wearing any panties at the moment and drove home in one slick, hard thrust. My sweet beauty let out a whimper.

 

"That's it, Bella. Take my cock. Fucking take what I give you."

 

Unleashing my inner beast, I fucked her sweet pussy hard and fast purely just for my pleasure. I pounded her luscious ass against the door, and relished in the loud thuds and wet slaps that echoed throughout the otherwise silent room.

 

"Perfect, Angel. So fucking tight. And so sweet. I can't get deep enough."

 

I drove into her harder and harder, trying to fit all of me inside her, to imprint myself onto her. My hands were roaming all over her sinful body. I cupped her breasts, loving how they filled and spilled over my palms, pinching her nipples through her dress, tugging firmly on her hair, before reaching down to squeeze her luscious ass. My sweet beauty was laid out, spread for me. She was giving me everything, her heart, her body, her soul. I could feel the power she was laying in my hands. But I needed more.

 

Grabbing ahold of her ass, I turned around while she was still impaled on my cock and knelt down, laying her on the plush carpet. Not pausing or slowing down my pounding, I reached down to rip open her dress and pull off her bra, baring her to me. I was a beast possessed, and I wanted her at my complete mercy.

 

"Griffin!" Annabella screamed, arching her back off the floor as her fingers immediately went to her nipples, pinching and tugging on the erect buds. She was as wild as I was at this moment. I tore my shirt off and pushed her hands out of the way. Laying my chest against her naked flesh, I thrust even harder and deeper into her warm, slick pussy. I had this overwhelming desire and urge to plant my seed deep inside her, to get her pregnant and round with my child.

 

"I want to get you pregnant right this second. I want to fill your pussy all the way to the brim with my cum and have my seed take root. I want to breed you and keep you by my side. Forever."

 

 

I’m Alexa Riley! Mom, wife, and business woman by day and smut writer by night. I specialize in the Dirty Date Night reading. I wrote my first book, Owning Her Innocence, because well, I just couldn’t find any daddy books to my liking. So I sat down and just started writing, bringing the fantasies I find myself often dancing to in the dark of night to life, one page at a time.

 

Alexa Riley is my alter ego. I can’t let the other soccer moms know what I’m up to or the guys at work for that matter. Little do they know that they’ve got nothing on my dirty talk.

 

I’m here to give you a quick fix of filthy dirty smut. Got a few hours to kill? Then I’m what you’re looking for.

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Riley Bancroft - Darkest Faerie Tales

Deep into the Abyss

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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.

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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.

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Tempt: A Twisted Wolf Tale

A Red Hot Treat novella

by Rene Folsom

a Paranormal Romance

 

Release Date  –  October 15, 2014

 

   

ABOUT THE BOOK

Deep in the Shrouded Wood, on her way to her granny’s cottage, Rosetta is ambushed by an unseen force. Soon after, she finds herself plagued by strange dreams—visions of a large wolf and a seductive woman beckoning her.

 

Not knowing what to do with these dreams and the odd changes happening to her body in the waking world, Rosetta sets out to confront whatever lies in the Shrouded Wood, determined to discover the temptations within. But what she finds is beyond anything she could’ve ever imagined… or hoped for.

 

Get ready to dive into Rosetta’s world and enjoy a new twist on the classic tale of Little Red Riding Hood.

 

This Halloween, something sinfully wicked is coming your way. Give yourself a Red Hot Treat this fall with ten spine-tingling stories sure to warm up your night. Scary just got sexy with TEMPT, part of the Red Hot Treats multi-author series (stands alone for reading enjoyment).

 

Warning: This supernatural romance novella contains f/f adult situations and is meant for ages 18+.

Find out more on Rene’s website at http://renefolsom.com/tempt or Goodreads

 

ABOUT RENE

Rene Folsom, author of paranormal romance and erotica, lives in Florida with her husband and three kids. She has officially diagnosed herself with creative ADD and often has a million and one writing projects going at once. In addition to writing, she is also a graphic artist who enjoys creating custom book covers for indie authors. She is definitely an artist at heart and would love nothing more than to be elbow deep in clay during her waking hours.

 

Rene believes that all fiction is based on some form of reality—otherwise we would never have the inspiration or knowledge to dream up the realistic situations we portray with our words. She is proud to say that her personal experiences have been inspirational, though perhaps not always identical to that of her fictional characters. Where reality and fantasy diverge, however, must remain her little secret...

 

 

 

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