Enchanted Tales Anthology

Enchanted Tales Anthology

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.”

 

The Chronicles of Alcinia

The Chronicles of Alcinia

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

Dark Child

Dark Child

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.

When Deirdre innocently falls in love with one of Conor’s chief warriors, it sets in motion a tragedy that will involve kings and countries, famous fighting men and sages alike:  Cuchulain, champion of the Cattle Raid of Cooley, King Fergus MacRi of Ulster, Queen Medb of Connaught, Catha the Druid and others.  Join author Miriam Newman for her bardic-style version of a legend told countless times in Ireland over the centuries–a classic Irish tale of love, loyalty, betrayal, magic and revenge.

 

Stupid Cupid

Stupid Cupid

When the son of Zeus and Aphrodite bumbles into a meadow south of Killarney, he is met by a band of indignant faeries outraged by his target practice. Soon, however, all the supernatural creatures are overshadowed by an estranged couple intent on fisticuffs! Can Cupid effect a reconciliation between the humans? Or is just a wee bit of intervention by the Fae in order?
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Confessions of the Cleaning Lady

Confessions of the Cleaning Lady

In need of a housekeeper, Malachi McCurdy is introduced to Shawna Egan, unaware that “his” fairies have taken up residence in her oak tree. Shawna, who was raised with tales of the Fair Folk but never realized she can see them, learns it the hard way when she cuts down the tree in which they made a home.

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