Book Spotlight: Sleep Sweetly by Angel Mystique #FairyTales #NewRelease #ParanormalRomance

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I love fairy tales. I love them even more when they’re a little twisted. So when I received an invite to be part of the F’d Up Fairy Tales collection and retell one of my favorite stories, I jumped on it. Today, I’m spotlighting one of the books from that collection, Sleep Sweetly. The author will share some info about the book with us and she even brought the characters along so they can chat with us. Enjoy!

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Who is your favorite fairy tale villain and why?

I love to hate Cinderella’s evil stepmother. She seemed almost untouchable, until the end. I think that’s why I loathe her so much. She had everyone (even her CAT!) under her rule and control. That’s POWER, and that’s why she’s my favorite villain.

What fairy tale is your new release a F’d Up version of and why did you choose that fairy tale to rewrite?

My Fairy Tale is a retelling of Sleeping Beauty. I choose Sleeping Beauty to be ‘F’d Up’ because it was always one of my favorite classics as a child.

What makes your fairy tale different from the original?

Oh, goodness. Let’s see… What *isn’t* different? LOL. The setting. The gender swapping. Everything makes it different from the original. I hope readers enjoy it! I really do!

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What does love mean to you?

JEROME: Protection.
RILEY: Sacrifice.

What do you love most about your partner?

JEROME: She’s so… caring. I hope that comes through in our story. She cares about me, and that means the world to me.
RILEY: He’s bold and out there… I love that about him.

Do you believe in love at first sight?

JEROME: I guess you could say I do. Did. Whatever.
RILEY: Lust. Yeah. Love? Nope. But don’t tell Rome that, though.

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Once upon a time…”

Riley Sinclair wakes up in the same place every night- not in a bed, refreshed. No. She awakes in the woods -alone- as the sun peeks through an opening in them. To make matters worse, her ex-boyfriend who was murdered (or was he?) keeps haunting her dreams, trying to commune with her.
Putting her best foot forward, taking the steps to move on, Riley is struggling. For every time she closes her eyes, Jerome is there.
When your curse is to be without the one you love, you do everything in your power to reverse it, right?
In dreams, he waits for her, hoping that she’ll see the truth and sleep sweetly.

 
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She sighed. It had been a year since the moment she found herself waking up in this part of the woods. A deep cove of nothing but trees and moss, hidden away from the rest of the wild, crazy forest. It offered her comfort, or at least that was how she felt the first few times.
Now, she needed answers.
She needed for him to set her free. Instantly.
Because the sleepless nights, or the times when she would wake up in cold sweats, weren’t cutting it anymore.
People around her thought she was crazy. She kept her head down, conversations short (apart from conversing with Jamie). She was open to him, now that Jerome had died. More open, really.
And as Riley closed her eyes, listening to the still, quiet of the forest, she felt him. Felt Jerome standing behind her.
“I’m right here, Rome. What do you want, babe? What do you want from me?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, as she opened her eyes a moment later.
Turning around, her eyes met pitch black. More darkness everywhere she looked. For miles, there was nothing but the darkness of night, yielding more time without Jerome speaking to her.
But she felt him.
She.
Felt.
Him.
“Jerome?” she called out to him again, her voice rising in pitch. Her entire body bent over, pressed toward the ground until she was laying with her right cheek to the Earth; her knees touching her chest. She whispered his name over and over… Until she swore she could hear his heart beating. Until she succumbed to the exhaustion of crying, accompanied by the heaviness behind her eyelids.
She wasn’t afraid to close her eyes and dream.

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Angel Mystique has been writing stories ever since she was eight years old. A passionate writer, she pens stories of drama, erotic dramas, and focuses on love stories and romances in any genre. When she’s not typing up her latest WIP, she can be found catching up on shows that she loves. Greenleaf, Scandal, and The Bachelor Franchise (and so many other authors and TV shows) all are attributing factors to why she writes what she writes.
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#CoverReveal Nowhere To Hide #GNFseries #IRromance #Thriller #Giveaway

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It’s time for a cover reveal and a giveaway! You know how I love doing both. Next month, I release book 2 of the Going Nowhere Fast suspense series. Today, I’m sharing the cover for that book!

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She’s alone, scared and on the run.

Melanie Pittman never thought her life would end up like this. She’s living life on the run, with two brothers chasing after her. No matter how far she runs, she can’t hide from the Rochester brothers. They both know what she’s done and they plan to make her suffer for it.

Damian wants her dead for the crime she committed. Mason, the man she thought cared for her, wants her to complete the terms of their agreement: sex for his silence. Then there’s her other enemies lurking in the shadows. She can’t hide forever. As her enemies close in on her from all angles, she only has two options: give up or rise up.

Melanie’s tired of being hurt and used.

She’s ready to fight.
To hell with love.

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How did a text message lead to blood on her hands?

Melanie Pittman never should’ve responded to the message her boss sent, demanding she join the festivities at his mansion. With her job on the line, she showed up, only to flee moments later, covered in her boss’s blood.
And his son had watched her flee.

She’d known his willingness to not turn her in was too good to be true. Now he’s blackmailing her: sex for silence. The only thing making this situation worse was the fact that she enjoyed the things he did to her. The way he handled her body, the dirty things he said to her, she loved it all, even though she knew he would never think of her as anything other than a toy he could play with, manipulate. He held her freedom in his hands.

And now his older, more ruthless brother knows what she’s done.

What will it take to keep him silent?

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He walked away from the table, needing some air. He had to find her back door. Mason stormed down the hallway. How dare she ask him how long this would last? However f*cking long he wanted it to.
She was in no position to ask questions or negotiate. Sh*t. Mason unlocked her back door and pulled it open. He sucked in a deep breath as he stepped out onto the porch. It was cold as hell and here he was standing on a porch with no jacket on.
Shoving his hands into his pockets, he stared up at the sky. He should’ve just stayed at home. After having her read a passage from her book to him, he’d been ready to see her. So, he’d called his brother and moved up their meeting which had only lasted ten minutes and ended with them yelling at each other.
Nothing new there. The only new thing was his desire to be here, near her. What the fuck was wrong with him? She was right. They didn’t know each other. She’d given him head once. He’d investigated her and seen her around the office.
Other than that, there was nothing he knew about her except that she was capable of murder. Other than her curves, there was no reason he should feel this insane need to be with her. She wasn’t even his type.
Yet, he’d dreamed about her. He’d dream about his mom also. In his dream, he’d introduced Melanie to his mom and they’d gotten along perfectly. Hell, even her and Damian had gotten along, in his dream.
“Hey. Mason.”
He turned to find her standing in the doorway clad in loose fitting jeans and a Chicago Cubs sweater. His dream girl. She was beautiful. She looked so sweet and innocent. Nothing like what he was used to. Mason cleared his throat.
“You ready?”
She shook her head. “I have a few more things to pack. I just wanted to tell you that uh, the reason I asked how long this would last…”
“Not this again.” Mason turned to stare at the backyard once more.
“It’s just that, I visit my grandmother once a week. I don’t know what it is you’re going to want me to do. Well, I know some of it, just not all of it. Anyway, will I still be able to visit my grandma?”
Her grandma. He’d forgotten about her.
Mason nodded.
“Thank you. And uh, that’s where I was yesterday. I waited on you to call. When you didn’t, I went to visit my grandma. I turned my phone off while I was at the nursing home.”
He felt like an ass. He nodded again.
“Okay,” she said. He could hear her stepping away from the door. “I’m going to finish packing. I’ll be quick.”
Mason stared over his shoulder at her retreating form. “Melanie.”
She stopped in the hall and glanced over her shoulder. “Yeah?”
“Take your time. You don’t have to rush.”
She smiled. It was a small smile, but it was still a smile. Probably the first real smile she’d ever aimed at him. She nodded then continued walking down the hallway. Mason faced the backyard once more.
What was it about Melanie Pittman that had him yearning for another one of her smiles?

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#TeaserTuesday A steamy excerpt from Into The Darkness. #FdUpFairyTale #SirensTales #Paranormal

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Happy Tuesday! Today I’m sharing an excerpt from my novella, Into The Darkness. This story is part of the F’d Up Fairy Tales series – naughty fairy tales written by a group of awesome authors.

Be sure to read them all after you enjoy this excerpt from, Into The Darkness.

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Once Upon A Time…

There lived a witch by the name of Celeste Dubois, who was tired of her sister witches disturbing her eternal slumber with their cries. Lately, they all called out to her with the same plea, ‘stop Rip Van Warren, the witch hunter’.

Unable to ignore their cries, she lures Rip into her world, where she keeps him as her prisoner for twenty years. She had every intention of torturing him for those twenty years. But the heart wants what the heart wants.

For twenty years Rip Van Warren is held captive by a beautiful bayou witch. He should hate her. However, their time together has made him rethink his vendetta against witches. All of his life he thought magic was evil. Celeste has taught him that it’s a gift to be treasured, almost as much as he treasures her.

When an unexpected threat enters their lives, Celeste is forced to send him back to his own world in order to protect him. He awakens in the middle of the swamp, confused and dazed. His memories of the last twenty years are foggy.

Yet, there’s one person he’ll never forget, the witch he left behind. He’s desperately seeking a way back to her. However, the witches of New Orleans aren’t willing to help a famous witch hunter.

Will the dark witch and the dark hunter have their happily ever after?
Or will he return too late to save the witch he loves?

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They both grew silent. He could hear her moving around in the water. He tried not to, but he couldn’t stop himself from imagining what she looked like behind the curtain.

“Rip?”

“Uh, huh? Yeah? What’s up?”

“I’ve apologized. But you haven’t told me whether you forgive me or not.”

Oh that. “Do I have a choice?”

“Of course. Forgiveness cannot be forced.”

True. Did he forgive her? She’d kidnapped him, sent him into a coma and was forcing him to work in the forest. But, he’d destroyed the magic of some of her kind and killed others. If their deeds were placed on a scale, his bad would outweigh hers.

“Yeah, witch, I forgive you.”
He heard her sigh.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

Rip shoved his hands into his pockets and stared around the room. So… was their conversation over with? He was no longer needed. She’d said what she’d had to say. He’d forgiven her. They were cool… for now.

“Rip, can I ask for one more thing?”

“What do you want now witch, my kidney?” He joked.

“Nothing that important. But, would you mind washing my back?”

Rip coughed. Why? He had no idea.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah…” he coughed some more. “I swallowed wrong.” He cleared his throat. “I’m good.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m good.”

“Okay. Will you wash my back for me, please?”

He knew witches. He’d studied them all his life. He knew this was a trick of some sort. That didn’t stop him from agreeing.

“Yes, witch, I’ll wash your back.”

He took a step back when he saw her silhouette pulling the shower curtain back. Down boy, he whispered to his body. She’s a witch. There’s no telling what she has up her sleeve. Proceed with caution.

She moved the curtain out of the way, revealing her back to him. She was seated in the tub and all he could see was her shoulders and upper back.

“You can’t do it from way over there,” she called over her shoulder.

Rip realized he’d taken three steps back. He took a deep breath then walked forward until he stood at the edge of the tub, staring down at her. Bubbles shielded her body from his view. Rip sent up a silent prayer, thanking his maker for bubbles.

He didn’t want to see her naked. Not one inch of her. She lifted her knees and part of her thighs peeked through the water. He balled his hands into fists. He could wash the back of one small witch without losing his shit.

She lifted this puff ball out of the water. A red loofah. Rip knelt behind the tub, bringing his face level with the back of her head. As he reached for the loofah, he closed his eyes and inhaled her scent. Intoxicating.

Their hands touched when he grasped the loofah. A jolt of electricity sizzled between them. His already hard cock jerked. Thankfully, with her back to him, she couldn’t see his reaction to her.

Rip pulled the loofah from her hand. She leaned forward and tilted her head down, revealing more of her back to him. He wanted to touch her, not with the loofah, with his hands. He wanted to rub his fingers over her skin to see if it was as smooth as it looked.

She lifted her hair from her shoulder. Droplets of water ran down her back then disappeared beneath the bubbles.

“Something wrong?”

“No.”

“Oh, okay.”

Rip dipped the loofah in the water then proceeded to rub it across her shoulders. The thing was so small in his grasp, more of his hand was touching her than loofah. She didn’t say anything, and he didn’t want to stop touching her, so he kept going.

He dipped the loofah into the water again and then squeezed it over her shoulders, allowing it to drip down her back. He rubbed it over her back, lathering her flesh, then dipping the loofah into the water and dripping it over her skin to remove the suds.

He focused on her neck as he worked, fearing if he stared anywhere else, he’d embarrass himself in front of her. Once he was done, he stretched his arm out.

“Done. Here’s your loofah.”

She didn’t take it. Instead, she stared over her shoulder at him, her brown gaze meeting his.

“You’re not done.”

“No?”

“You haven’t washed my whole back.”

“I can’t reach….”

She stood up in the tub.

He forgot how to breathe.

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Fall In Love With A Succubus. #SciFiRomance #SuccubusNights #SFRB #Giveaway

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It’s that time again. Time for the Sci-Fi Romance Brigade authors to showcase excerpts, new releases, new covers and any other awesomeness they have going on. Click HERE for a list of the other participants.

Today, I’m showcasing my Sci-Fi Romance series, Succubus Nights. Enjoy!

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In the Succubus Nights series, three best friends find themselves in three tough situations. In book one, Natina gets stranded on Earth and ends up in a situation she never thought she’d be in. Now, she never wants to leave Earth.

In book two, Anika is trying to prove she can be a bounty hunter by tracking down the most dangerous male in the galaxy. She chases him all the way to Earth. Unfortunately, instead of catching him, he catches her. Now, he doesn’t want to let her go.

In book three, Izzie decides she needs to go to Earth to save both of her best friends. Unfortunately, she doesn’t know how to fly a space craft. Luckily, someone she knows does. When this someone starts acting strange, Izzie begins to suspect that something is wrong. She’s right. She’s been kidnapped by a shape shifting dragon.

These three females prove that love can be found in even the strangest places. (FYI: I found love the normal way… at Walmart. LOL. That’s really where I met my husband.)

All three books from the Succubus Nights series can be found on Amazon. They’re FREE with Kindle Unlimited. Enjoy this peek into Claimed By The Succubus.

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~The Half-Breed~
She is Izeria’Ahzul, the long-lost daughter of my king. She was raised away from our people and knows nothing of her heritage. Our kind are a myth to her. She doesn’t believe we exist and there’s no way she’ll believe she’s one of us.

~The Beast~
I am Shun’Uhl, the soldier ordered to return her to my king’s side so she can marry a royal and produce an heir to save our people. To get her to trust me, I shed my beastly form and took on the form of someone she knows. I chose unwisely. The form I’ve selected is a male she despises.

~The Forbidden~
The more time I spend with her, the more she comes to like me. And though I’ve tried to resist, I find myself falling for her also. Her feelings for me will change once she learns of my deception and sees how I really look. Part of me wants to complete my mission and return her to her father. Another part of me wants to remain in this form forever and spend my life with Izeria.
I have a choice to make: be honest with the woman I love and risk losing her, or lie to her for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately, the choice is made for me when we come under attack and I have to release my beast to protect her.
Now it is she who has to make a choice: Me and my beast or a kingdom?

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Jacob grips my hand and we leave the ship. I stare around me. This is nothing like I thought it would be. I was expecting flashing lights, big buildings and maybe a flying rover or two.

All I see are more ships like ours, all pulled into a docking station. Most are being refueled by bots, some are being manually fueled. There’s smoke in the air and it’s not coming from the ships. I think beings are doing drugs around here.

“Not as glamorous as you thought it’d be huh, Princess?” Jacob asks as we walk to the back of the ship.

“Where are the skyscrapers and the flashing lights? Where are the flying rovers and the…?”

“In the movies, Princess. In real life, nothing is what we want it to be.”

“I guess.”

“How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine. I don’t feel dizzy anymore.”

“Good.”

I fold my arms over my chest. I know I’m pouting. I can’t help it. This is the dingiest outpost ever. I lean against the ship while Jacob begins fueling. I’m probably going to catch a contact high from being out here. All outposts can’t be this way. I have to know.

“Are all outpost like this?”

“No. Some are worse.”

“Really?”

“And some are better, much better.”

“Why didn’t we stop at one of those better ones?”

“This was closer and we needed to get off the radar of those rebels.”

“Speaking of rebels. Am I seeing things or are those orbs drifting toward us?”

“Stay calm. All outposts have them.”

“What are they for?” They’re getting closer.

“They’re facial recognition scanners. Just hold still. They’ll scan you and move on. Unless you’ve committed a crime.”

“I haven’t.”

“Then you have nothing to worry about.”

The black metal looking ball moves closer to me. Once it’s eye level with me, a small hole opens up on the front of it and a green light shoots out. I blink.

“Scan failed. Rescanning now,” a robotic voice comes from the orb.

“Hold still,” Jacob tells me. “Don’t blink.”

“Okay.” I hold still and force my eyes to remain open as the green light scans me.

“Scan complete. All clear.” Good.

The orb turns to Jacob, who is standing still with his eyes wide open. He smiles at me. I smile back, a little embarrassed for being so nervous about a simple scan. Those rebel orbs really have me nervous.

The metal orb shoots out its green light. Jacob doesn’t blink. I expect the orb to do the same thing it did with me. Say scan complete, all clear and then move on. It doesn’t. It scans him again.

I fold my arms over my chest, growing nervous. When the orb scans him a third time, I move closer to Jacob. He raises his hand, a sign for me to stay where I am. The orb scans again, this time the beam it shoots out is red.

“Get on the ship, princess. Blue, lock the ship down. Yes, and keep the princess safe until I return.”

“What?” I’m confused. “How are you talking to Blue while you’re not on the ship.”

He points to his ear. “Go princess. Get on the ship now,” he yells.

“What’s happening?”

“Damn it, Izeria. You told me you would follow my instructions. Did you lie to me just to get me to allow you off the ship?”

“No,” I shake my head.

“Then get your ass back on the ship. NOW!”

Tears fill my eyes. Though I don’t want to, I do as he says. As I run to the front of the ship, I hear the metal orb talking to Jacob.

“Jacob Bollinger, you have a warrant out for your arrest.”

What? The orb goes on to name the illegal things Jacob has done.

“You are wanted on Neptune for larceny. You are wanted on Uranus for larceny.
You are wanted on Venus for larceny and assault.”

What the hell? Jacob’s gaze meets mine as the orb continues to list his crimes. His lips move.

“Get on the ship,” he mouths to me.

A commotion pulls my attention to the front of the outpost. Guards are rushing in our direction. I glance back at Jacob to find him replacing the fuel handle back on the pump.

“Let’s go Jacob. We can leave before they get here.”

He nods at the orb. The red beam is still pointing at him.

“Red means armed. If I move, it’ll shoot,” he tells me.

Stars, this can’t be happening.

“Princess, get on the ship. Please.”

With tears rolling down my face, I do as he asks. I press the button on my timekeeper. The door to the ship opens. I climb inside.

“Princess, the Captain has ordered me to keep you safe,” the ship informs me.

I stare at the perimeter screen that shows me Jacob. The guards are handcuffing him and carrying him into the space station. They don’t have to handle him so roughly. I want to help. I don’t know what to do. Jacob stares over his shoulder. Our eyes meet. He keeps staring at me until he’s behind the doors of the outpost.

“What are they going to do to him?” I ask Blue.

“He will be detained here until they’re able to contact the authorities of his homeworld.”

“And then what?”

“I have reviewed the list of crimes committed by Jacob Bollinger. He has six counts of larceny, two counts of assault and one count of attempted murder.”

“What? Jacob wouldn’t do any of those things.”

“He will stand trial on his homeworld. If found guilty, he will more than likely receive the death penalty.”

“Oh my stars.” I sink into the nearest chair. I can’t let him die. “We have to do something.”

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Excerpt from, Still Waters – what lies beneath will change you forever. @EKBennettAuthor

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Sometimes the road to happily ever after is bumpy with lots of twists and turns. This month, I’m highlighting all the struggles couples face in Romanceland. Today’s excerpt comes from Still Waters, a novel by Ellen K. Bennett. Enjoy!

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What happens when the nice guy meets the quiet girl? Still waters run deep, they say … Greg, the ultimate nice guy, and shy, beautiful Maura, should have made the perfect couple. But Maura has a dark secret. A secret buried so deep that she has never told anyone. Until now. Greg and Maura first appeared in Chemistry – A novel about love and attraction. Now Still Waters tells their heartbreaking story.

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Greg didn’t say a word to me on the way home the night that we bumped into Gary. But his jaw was grinding and he gripped the steering wheel so hard I thought it would break. Meanwhile I was trembling like a leaf, my hands clasped between my knees to stop them from shaking. When we got to my place, he walked me up to the door, but instead of leaving me there, he followed me inside and went and sat on the couch.
‘Yes, please do come in,’ I said, a little sarcastically. ‘Coffee?’
‘Maura, please come here.’ He spoke calmly enough, but his voice was fraught with tension. ‘I want to talk to you.’
This was so not a conversation I was ready to have, but what could I do? He obviously expected some explanation for Gary’s behavior and cruel words. So I went and sat down on the opposite end of the couch, and folded my arms defensively, refusing to meet his eyes.
‘Do you want to tell me who that was?’ he asked, breaking the silence.
‘No, I don’t,’ I replied curtly.
‘Can I assume then, that he had something to do with what we were talking about last night?’
‘No, you can’t. I told you I don’t want to talk about it. He’s nobody. Just a guy I went out with a few times.’
‘And by the sound of it, a guy who was unable to respect your boundaries.’
I snorted. ‘That’s a nice way of putting it.’
‘Are you telling me,’ his voice was shaking with barely suppressed rage now, ‘that that fucker is the one that hurt you?’
I just looked down and said nothing.
‘Answer me Maura!’ he barked.
I jumped with fright at the sharpness of his tone, and it broke the spell. I was no longer able to hold onto my self-control.
‘No, I will not!’ I shrieked. ‘How can you judge him for not respecting my boundaries when you do the same thing? I told you I don’t want to talk about it!’ and I jumped up, ready to flee the room.
But Greg was having none of it. Mr Nice Guy was now all business. He grasped my arm firmly but gently, and made me sit.
‘That is the most insulting thing anyone has ever said to me,’ he remarked, sounding calm. ‘I have never in my life forced anyone, let alone a woman, to do something that they don’t want to do.’
Now the floodgates opened. I couldn’t hold my tears back any more.
‘I apologise,’ I whispered, hanging my head. ‘Please forgive me. I know it is not the same thing.’
‘I care about you Maura. I would never do anything to hurt you, no matter what happens between us. But I really do want to understand why you feel the way you do. Now, please, if you are able to, tell me what that man did to you.’
‘You will laugh at me.’
‘I assure you sweetheart, that I don’t think there’s anything funny about this.’
‘It sounds so stupid, but it’s not what he did, so much as what he said. What he called me. You heard him.’
‘I heard a man who can’t take no for an answer and whose pride had been hurt because he was rejected by a woman who, frankly, is far too good for him. You’re going to have to fill in the gaps for me here.’
‘Oh, Greg,’ I sighed. ‘Really, why do you need to know? It will only embarrass me and make you angry.’
‘Because it’s important,’ he replied. ‘Because you’re important and you are hurt. I don’t know if I can do anything about that, but I want to at least try to understand. Please trust me enough, at least as your friend, to do that.’
So I told him the story, but I lied about, or rather omitted, the most important part. Some scars just run too deep. I told him some of what had happened, but conscience was heavy with the knowledge that I hadn’t told him the whole truth. Because that truth would come out, and when it did, I was worried that he would never be able to look at me the same way again.

Greg
Jesus, no wonder the poor girl didn’t want anyone to touch her. On the other hand, I was relieved to hear that the prick hadn’t actually gone through with his assault. How I itched to drive my fist into his face hard enough to crunch bone. Did that mean she was a virgin? I supposed it did. I guess I knew that anyway, but hadn’t allowed myself to dwell on it. Running around deflowering virgins wasn’t something nice guys like me did.
I was pleasantly surprised to hear from Maura on Thursday evening when she got in from her appointment with her therapist, Viviane.
‘Hi, sweetheart. This is a nice surprise. How was your day?’
‘It was good. Busy. Actually it was hard to concentrate, because I was thinking about you.’
This made me smile.
‘I was thinking about you too. Did your appointment go well?’
There was a pause.
‘Yes. And no. Viviane would like to meet you. Would you be able to come with me next week? I am sorry to ask, and I hope it is not presumptuous of me, but she thinks it’s important.’
‘Sure, I can do that. We’re not in some kind of trouble are we?’
I couldn’t help snickering a little at the thought of the two of us, at our age, being scolded by Maura’s sex therapist.
‘No, but there are some things she thinks you should know. And it will be easier for me if you hear them from her.’
That didn’t sound too bad. She probably just wanted to impress upon me how sensitive Maura was, and to caution me to take things slowly. But if it would make Maura feel better, and help us to move forward, then I was all for it. Turns out that what I didn’t know would change me and our relationship forever. Ignorance really can be bliss.
After that meeting, I felt like I was going to be sick. In the bathroom I was overtaken by dry heaves. I sat on the floor, shivering and shaking, playing what she had told me over in my head. That she had actually asked for help, and instead of being protected, as she should have been, she was rejected and made to feel even worse. I was beginning to see now that the depth of the psychological damage might well be beyond my capacity to understand. How much more of this could I take? How much more of this had she been forced to endure? The damage to her body was monstrous, but it was the assault on her mind that caused the damage that she endured to this day.
Goddammit, I was crying again. Maura’s story made me want to scream and rail and beat my fists. It made me want to find those who had hurt her and torture them slowly. The thought of her as a girl, used, hurt and humiliated, and then a sad, lonely teenager, broke my heart. And that is not just an expression. I had a sharp pain in my chest, while I tried to choke down my sobs, so that she could finish her story. But when she was finished, I gave in and completely broke down.
I sat with my head in my hands and howled. I hadn’t cried like that since I was a boy. I thought I would never be able to stop. I feared that I would, and would have to face her. Face her hurt and her courage. Face the trust she had placed in me, and face how hopeless I now felt about a relationship with her. Nobody could be expected to overcome that kind of trauma and it was completely nuts for me to expect it from her.

Maura
Disgust. Of course that was what he would feel. After we left Viviane’s he didn’t say one word to me, and he could barely look at me. When he dropped me off at the ballet studio, he curtly bit out that he would see me later, and drove off. So this was how we would end, I reflected. I supposed it was better that it happened sooner rather than later, and I was no stranger to this feeling of nauseating misery. Some degree of it had been my companion for most of my life. But dancing has always been my refuge, and I threw myself into it now, using the music and the movement to blunt the edge of my despair.
While I danced, apprehension was creeping in. I wasn’t apprehensive about confiding in Greg anymore. I knew now that I could trust him completely. But I knew the part that was to come could shatter that, and make him unable to ever touch me again. Even if it didn’t, it would make him sick and sad, if his reaction to the first part of my story was anything to go by. I wanted to spare him that.
How sad that as my confidence grew, his had declined. Greg’s doubts were completely natural, and I was no stranger to what he was feeling. I had had those doubts about myself for nearly my whole life. But I couldn’t unsay the things I had told him, and he couldn’t forget what he now knew.

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Ellen K. Bennett is a pen name under which I write my books of erotic adult fiction. This subterfuge is necessary to avoid causing embarrassment to my scientific colleagues, who may be searching for the more serious work that I publish in real life. I have lived in the UK, Canada, and South Africa, and I now live on the West Coast with my fellow-scientist husband and our two children. We are dedicated wine drinkers, beach bums, and dog lovers. Writing is my joy and my passion, and I love hearing from readers.

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Sometimes the road to happily ever after is bumpy with lots of twists and turns. This month, I’m highlighting all the struggles couples face in Romanceland. Today, I am happy to share a dark moment from my new release, Claimed By The Succubus. It is available today on Amazon. In this excerpt, our heroine has just learned that our hero is not the man she thought he was. Enjoy!

~The Half-Breed~
She is Izeria’Ahzul, the long-lost daughter of my king. She was raised away from our people and knows nothing of her heritage. Our kind are a myth to her. She doesn’t believe we exist and there’s no way she’ll believe she’s one of us.

~The Beast~
I am Shun’Uhl, the soldier ordered to return her to my king’s side so she can marry a royal and produce an heir to save our people. To get her to trust me, I shed my beastly form and took on the form of someone she knows. I chose unwisely. The form I’ve selected is a male she despises.

~The Forbidden~
The more time I spend with her, the more she comes to like me. And though I’ve tried to resist, I find myself falling for her also. Her feelings for me will change once she learns of my deception and sees how I really look. Part of me wants to complete my mission and return her to her father. Another part of me wants to remain in this form forever and spend my life with Izeria.
I have a choice to make: be honest with the woman I love and risk losing her, or lie to her for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately, the choice is made for me when we come under attack and I have to release my beast to protect her.
Now it is she who has to make a choice: Me and my beast or a kingdom?

“Who are you?”

He takes a deep breath. “I am Shun’Uhl, the king’s first soldier.”

“First soldier?”

“His most trusted friend, his right hand, the king’s weapon.”

“So, you’re a weapon?”

“When I need to be.”

Pieces of this weird puzzle is falling together. Jacob wouldn’t own a warship. Jacob wouldn’t fight gray creatures nor would he teach me how to fight like a warrior. All of those red flags that I ignored. I’m such a fool.

“And this dragon king of yours has ordered you to come and get me?”

“Yes.”

“Because I’m the only one who can save his world?” I repeat the lies he’s been spewing to me for the last two hours while his brother and Blue monitored my vitals and drew blood from me.

“Yes.”

“You all have yet to tell me what I have to do to save this world.”

There’s a tick in his jaw. It must be something he knows I’m not going to like.

“Tell me.”

“Our king needs allies.”

“Okay.” I shrug my shoulders. “And what does that have to do with me?”

“He will explain it to you when you arrive.”

“Or, you can tell me now.”

“I’d… rather not.”

“You owe me this truth. Especially after all the lies you’ve fed me.”

There’s that tick again.

“I didn’t want to lie to you…”

“Really? I don’t believe you.”

“Princess…”

“You had plenty of chances to tell me the truth. Like, when you first took me from my homeworld.” I’m yelling now. I can’t help it. “Or when I helped you escape from that outpost. Or when we were first attacked by those rebels. Or maybe when you were fucking me senseless.” Tears pour down my cheeks. Moshika wipes them away. I’d almost forgotten she was there.

“Izeria, I promise I never meant to hurt you.”

“And yet you have. Just tell me how am I supposed to help save your world. Please.”

He nods. “The king needs allies.”

“You’ve said that.”

“He has no other sons and daughters, only you.”

“I’m not his daughter, but continue.”

“An alliance requires the bonding of two families.”

I don’t think I like where this is going. “Okay, and?”

“The king is going to marry you off to form an alliance.”

“But…”

I don’t know what to say. This is barbaric. No one gets married to form an alliance any more. Females and males marry for love. They marry when they find mates. They marry because they choose to.

I refused to be forced into marriage. Especially to someone I don’t know, someone who doesn’t love me or respect me. I can guess who it is this king intends on marrying me off to. Not happening.

“I don’t want to marry you,” I tell him.

His jaw tightens. I can tell my words has angered him.

“Good, because I’m not the one he’s marrying you off to.”

My mouth falls open. He’s not the one. Who the hell do they expect me to marry? The tears I’ve been trying to hold in spring to my eyes.

“You mean you knew your king was going to marry me off to someone else this whole time?”

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