New Release: Enchanted Tales Anthology

New Release: Enchanted Tales Anthology

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Blurbs:

The Gingerbread Man- A Scrumptious Erotic Fairytale

by Lynn Hubbard

 

Once upon a time there was a girl named Penelope. Food was scarce those days, and she had to walk miles looking for roots or berries to eat. After a long, hot morning Penelope was tired and hungry. A delicious scent led her to a cabin deep in the woods. She followed it in anticipation of having all her needs filled.

 

The Legend of M’Rith

by Miriam Newman

 

By 1844, an increase in the human population of Ireland has forced Fae inhabitants from their lush green homes in the East to the spare, bare terrain of the West–except for one.  M’Rith, half fairie and half elf, has been bidden by her Queen Mother to remain in the forest, promising her a mortal man to love.   Kieran, the village blacksmith, has lost his wife and lives in the same painful solitude as M’Rith, but he is a worker of iron that can mortally wound a fairie lover.

To Adventure

by Jae El Foster

There is a black plague crossing from kingdom to kingdom, placed upon a slumbering princess by her wicked stepmother, and only with true love’s kiss can the spell be lifted. Will the plague encompass all before that kiss can be sealed, or will the power of true love make itself known to the handsome Prince Harold, providing him with the adventure of a lifetime?

Excerpts:

 

The Gingerbread Man- A Scrumptious Erotic Fairytale

by Lynn Hubbard

 

Unable to stem her curiosity, Penelope took a couple steps to the open doorway. She was shocked when she peeked inside. There was a bed and a man lying on top.

At least she assumed it was a man. The room was dark so she could not make out his features. Stepping closer, she froze as the wooden floor creaked beneath her feet.

Thankfully, he did not move. Taking a step closer, and then another, she reached the side of the bed. Looking down, she was shocked at what she had found: A life size Gingerbread man. She blinked her eyes twice to make sure she was seeing things right. Verifying she was sane. She fell to her knees in shock.

 

 

The Legend of M’Rith

by Miriam Newman

 

Small and slight and sweet as a berry, she had the palest of faces with enormous pools of slate-gray eyes and a sculpted mouth the color of a berry, too. Jet black hair fell in a mass to her shoulder blades and the violet gown she wore let him see an enticing bit of those as well as lovely sculpted collarbones and the beginning of a swell of breast. Her slender waist was cinched with gold cord. On her feet were the prettiest scarlet slippers—a shocking contrast to her gown, but somehow they suited her, matching the drape of a rich, red-beaded necklace she wore against all rules of fashion. She was all amethyst and ruby. Her feet were the tiniest he had ever beheld; she was tiny all over…the most glorious, diminutive woman, with her skirts held up so that he saw the finest turn of a lovely ankle and calf ever permitted his view outside the marital bed. He felt an unmistakable pang of desire, shocking in the midst of his grief, but he told himself it was simply that he had been too much alone.

She wasn’t anyone he knew, but she stood stock still amongst his chickens, looking at him fully and boldly…a somehow impertinent stare, as if she knew quite well what was in his mind and challenged him to come and kiss the startled look from her face, part her legs and plunge into ecstasy. She was, in short, the woman of his dreams…the one who would consume him utterly.

 

To Adventure

by Jae El Foster

 

“I thank you for your time, but I must depart now. I have my horse with me, and it is going to storm soon.”

“That thunder does not mean rain,” she said in a cryptic tone.

“Well, I cannot chance that. Thank you again.”

Prince Harold turned from her and walked to the curtain. This time, Madame Howell did not stop him. He pulled the curtain open and stepped outside, looking up to the sky. Surely enough, the sky was clear, the moon was full, and thousands of stars glistened down upon him.

He saw the young man with the scruffy beard standing alone by the fire. Letting his encounter with Madame Howell remain behind him, locked inside that tent, he approached him.

“Hello again,” he said, stepping up to the young man. “I never did get your name.”

“That is because I never told it to you,” the young man answered.

“Well… may I know your name?”

The young man looked at him and smiled. His smile was less than comforting though. It made Prince Harold uneasy once more.

“I have been called many names,” he told him in a voice that was uncanny and dark. “My favorite has been Mephistopheles.”

Refusing to lose his smile, Prince Harold backed away slowly, placing his hands up before him. “I have heard that name,” he said in a nervous tone. “I think perhaps you shared in too much of the wine tonight, but regardless of that fact, I must be going. My horse awaits me.”

 

Join my Book Blast with Goddess Fish Tour!

Join my Book Blast with Goddess Fish Tour!

Goddess Fish Promotions is organizing a Virtual Book Blast Tour for Dark Child by Miriam Newman, a Romance book available now from DCL Publications. The Book Blast Tour will take place on Wednesday, January 3, 2018. This tour will not include interviews or guest blogs; however, a blurb, excerpt and author bio will be provided to every host for inclusion on their blog. A PDF copy of the book is available for review.

Miriam will be awarding a $10 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour, and a $10 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn host.

Born at a royal banquet for King Conor MacNessa of Ulster, Deirdre is predicted by Conor’s own druid to be blessed and cursed with a beauty that will make kingdoms contest over her. He names her “Deirdre of the Sorrows” and urges the king to slay her. But Conor, unwilling to murder a babe, takes her under his protection only to fall prey to the curse when she is nearly grown. Captivated by her youth and beauty, the aging king will go to any extreme to possess her.

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Join The Chronicles of Alcinia Virtual Tour!

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Re-Release: The Chronicles of Alcinia

Re-Release: The Chronicles of Alcinia

I’m happy to announce that The Chronicles of Alcinia is back in an e-book bundle form.

Available for the first time as an e-book bundle, the award-winning historical fantasy series The Chronicles of Alcinia weaves a tale of war, history, passion and romance.   In Book I, The King’s Daughter, Tarabenthia of Alcinia should grow to inherit her father’s throne by the rocky cliffs of the sea.  When invaders seize her land, what will she sacrifice in the name of love?  In Book II, Heart of the Earth, the Northern Prince who has always wanted Tia saves her life.  But will the price of his protection be too high?  And finally in Book III, Ice Maiden, readers who wondered about the fate of Tia’s oldest son have their answer.  Sometimes heart-wrenching, always powerful, this is a tale of heroes and the women who loved them.

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New Release: Invanine

New Release: Invanine

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Blurb:

He was her slave in one land, her lover in another. When the king’s sister saves a rebel from a troubled province, her act of mercy changes her life irrevocably and influences the course of her country’s future.

EXCERPT:
When they made the long slow turn at the river, she caught a glimpse of the rear of the procession. Yes, there were the prisoners still, most of them somehow still walking though they were roped to horses that dragged them every inch of the way. The riders seemed careful not to kill them just yet, which suggested an even worse fate when they reached the city once more. Some sort of execution platform would have been erected in their absence—something that didn’t require too much time. Lucien would not give rebels the honor of a protracted lifespan, though he might draw out their deaths if it pleased him. She already knew it would please him.
That was why she maneuvered Cloud adroitly to come up beside him when they reached the square in Primecta. He nodded very slightly, signifying that she might join him.
“You do me credit, Sister,” he complimented her. “Most women shrink from flaying.”
It explained the relative lack of preparation. Little panoply was required to simply whip a man to death in the street.
“Oh, I shrink, Lucien,” she assured him, with a brilliant carmine smile for the onlookers. “But never in public. I only thought…”—she let her smile grow winsome, “…perhaps as an act of mercy you might give me one for a slave. You did not gift me for my birthday, after all.”
“The horse was your gift,” he said, shortly, but she could see the thought had engaged him. Crowds were fickle. There was no telling how the people would react to the first public execution in years, though his agents had been hard at work stirring up emotion against Parthia. His father had left him an untroubled kingdom. Now, under governance of the stick, there were rumors of dissent.
“Just one?” she wheedled. “I care not which.”
“Oh, all right,” he said, with an eye to the crowd. “You choose. If you let him escape, however, I will not forget it.”
Invanine surveyed the motley bunch, her heart beating strongly. Lucien did not have a forgiving nature. Was it worth risking his anger to save a life? Her slaves never tried to escape; they knew how good they had it. It would be a real headache containing one who did want to leave. And yet—this was neither war nor sport. It was slaughter. Her hunter’s heart rebelled against it.
There were several men, all gaunt and bearded, all young. Several had sunk to the ground, unable to stand, but the guard had not bothered to beat them for it. They were going to die momentarily, so why bother? A couple were spitting on their captors and those were beaten. Another stood apart showing no emotion—no capitulation, no defiance. He looked like the soul had already left his body. Invanine pointed to him with her quirt.
“That one.”