| Author: | Simone Holloway | ISBN: | 9781310134692 |
| Publisher: | Simone Holloway | Publication: | October 11, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Simone Holloway |
| ISBN: | 9781310134692 |
| Publisher: | Simone Holloway |
| Publication: | October 11, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
A steamy, BDSM twist on the classic fairy tale, Beauty and the Beast.
The power of the castle's magic is tested when the manor is attacked by Belle's former suitor Gaston. He's determined to rescue her, but he'll have to overthrow the Beast first...
Meanwhile, Belle's lessons into the the world of pleasure and pain continue. Enchanted whips and chains make for an exciting foray in the dungeon, but the best is yet to come as the Beast commands magic beyond Belle's wildest dreams.
Excerpt:
Trembling I held the light before me and approached the hidden door. I raised my hand to feel along the wall. Before I could touch it, the wall slid open. A cool breast blew my hair around my face. Long curly tendrils snaked their way around me as if animated by ghostly hand.
At the end of the dark passage, a red light pulsed. The rose rested deep in the heart of the dungeon, beckoning me closer.
I stepped into the passageway. The hidden door slammed shut behind me. I turned and pounded on it, but it remained closed. I felt for a secret lever or catch. It was no use. The wall was solid. I could not leave unless she allowed it.
With nowhere to go but forward, I marched on.
I walked to the dungeon quickly. I didn’t want the Beast to catch me snooping around and I hoped to find an exit. It was unlikely I’d be permitted to leave without the castle’s consent, but I was determined to try.
The dungeon door opened smoothly. I stepped into the room and was instantly washed in red light. The magic permeating the castle wreaked havoc on my nerves, but here it was soothing like a hot bath.
I glanced at the instruments hanging from the wall. So many still to try, I thought with a smile.
I turned my attention to the rose. It burned brilliantly beneath its glass case. I placed my hands on the glass and peered inside. The rose seemed to swell as if a great pressure had built up inside it. The petals parted and opened. A burning black light at the center held my gaze. I was paralyzed, enraptured by its depthless darkness.
A steamy, BDSM twist on the classic fairy tale, Beauty and the Beast.
The power of the castle's magic is tested when the manor is attacked by Belle's former suitor Gaston. He's determined to rescue her, but he'll have to overthrow the Beast first...
Meanwhile, Belle's lessons into the the world of pleasure and pain continue. Enchanted whips and chains make for an exciting foray in the dungeon, but the best is yet to come as the Beast commands magic beyond Belle's wildest dreams.
Excerpt:
Trembling I held the light before me and approached the hidden door. I raised my hand to feel along the wall. Before I could touch it, the wall slid open. A cool breast blew my hair around my face. Long curly tendrils snaked their way around me as if animated by ghostly hand.
At the end of the dark passage, a red light pulsed. The rose rested deep in the heart of the dungeon, beckoning me closer.
I stepped into the passageway. The hidden door slammed shut behind me. I turned and pounded on it, but it remained closed. I felt for a secret lever or catch. It was no use. The wall was solid. I could not leave unless she allowed it.
With nowhere to go but forward, I marched on.
I walked to the dungeon quickly. I didn’t want the Beast to catch me snooping around and I hoped to find an exit. It was unlikely I’d be permitted to leave without the castle’s consent, but I was determined to try.
The dungeon door opened smoothly. I stepped into the room and was instantly washed in red light. The magic permeating the castle wreaked havoc on my nerves, but here it was soothing like a hot bath.
I glanced at the instruments hanging from the wall. So many still to try, I thought with a smile.
I turned my attention to the rose. It burned brilliantly beneath its glass case. I placed my hands on the glass and peered inside. The rose seemed to swell as if a great pressure had built up inside it. The petals parted and opened. A burning black light at the center held my gaze. I was paralyzed, enraptured by its depthless darkness.
