Holy Hot Vampire Spankin’! The wait was torture, but so worth it. And maybe I even like a little torture. 🙂
This should be out very soon and includes my twisted fairy tale, “Cinderella in Hell.”
Here’s a quick teaser from “Cinderella in Hell” to get you in the mood:
Rella gazed across the expanse, shivering in delightful anticipation. As the musicians ended their tune, the dancers cleaved like a wanton woman opening her legs to a lover. At the center, she saw him.
Prince Dominic sat on his throne. His black hair was pulled back at his nape, and he rested his strong chin on a fist. Hooded eyes were glazed with obvious disinterest as they poured over the surrounding merriment. As if pulled by an invisible force, his gaze met hers.
Rella was on fire. Her fairy had kindled a conflagration within her. It felt as though the pyre was visible through flesh and bone, boiling her blood, and apparent to the man who possessed the matching spark. The prince stood, and stepped deliberately down the dais, straight toward her.
“You dare arrive at a royal ball attired thusly?”
His eyes burned into hers, indomitable and hard. They were the color of pure emeralds, and equally unyielding.
“I mean no offense, Your Majesty.” She curtsied, and black feathers fluttered around her. The entire congregation seemed to be similarly ruffled. Hushed whispers met her ears. Snippets of speech rang clear in the low rumble. Who is she? What impudence! Unmask her!
“I would know who stands before me. You challenge the etiquette of my realm.” The prince’s hands pulled her mask away as he spoke.
“Rella, of House Tremaine, as it pleases Your Highness.”
“Please me, indeed. My subjects never fail to please me, Rella of Tremaine. He leaned toward her, and lowered his voice. “Why do you think I stage this travesty of a ball? All here are eager to please, but so few truly crave the role of submissive.” His eyes raked her body. “Do you think I am blind to those that warm my hand and bed out of duty? Those affairs taste stale from the outset.”
His voice was a dark whisper for only her ears and sharp teeth flashed between his lush lips as he spoke. A lustful tremor spiked through Rella.
“And yet, you throw my predilections in my face with your garb. It is a transgression worthy of punishment.”
I’ll let you know when this baby is available!
- The After Kiss (apromontoryfirst.wordpress.com)
- I talk about Cinda Fella with the amazing Nikki Prince (shylacoltsstraightshot.wordpress.com)