This spellbinding anthology features modern and sexy spins on four classic fairy tales that will enchant you by Jennifer DeCuir, Stephanie Cage, Andrea R. Cooper, and Nancy C. Weeks.
What if Cinderella ditched the prince’s ball and sent her fairy godmother to find love in her place?
Suppose a streetwise hero hired to steal an all-powerful Genie (stuck in a flash drive rather than a brass lamp) for a tech company ended up running for his life with the CEO’s gorgeous, intelligent daughter?
Or what if the bed that a certain golden-tressed girl accidentally napped in belonged to the hot and famous middle brother of a notorious boy band?
Can you envision the sparks that might fly if a bitter and downright beastly wheelchair-bound woman propositioned a handsome bookseller to stay with her in exchange for her rare book collection?
EXCERPT – Fairy Trouble
His smile made her heart flutter faster than her wings. Even though he worked in a bakery, muscles filled out the sleeves of his white chef’s jacket, and his stomach was flat. The blue in his eyes was brighter than a summer day.
“Look, I know it’s late notice and we don’t know each other, but are you going to the ball tomorrow? It’s a costume one, and you can even wear a mask if you want.” He cocked his head to the side as he tucked the empty tray under his arm.
“And your fairy costume and indigo hair might win you the grand prize.”
“What’s the reward?” She twirled her wand, dropped it, and then scrambled after it.
“A dance with the prince.”
“Excuse me?” Her ears perked up. Did this guy know Cindy’s prince? She glanced at the name embroidered on his jacket: Ryan.
“Well, he’s not a real prince”—her shoulders slumped—“but he’s richer than any prince.” Ryan’s eyes narrowed slightly as if judging her. “The billionaire heir of Murphy Enterprises?” He seemed to be looking for some kind of recognition.
She placed a hand on her hip. “Am I supposed to know who that is?”
For a moment, he stared at her. “You really don’t know, do you?” She shook her head. Humans were so difficult. Fairies always spoke what was on their minds. “No, I don’t know this Murphy or his enterprises.”
A taxi honked as it swerved around a slow bus. There were more people on the streets now, and she wanted to just poof away to go find Cindy, but she couldn’t with this human standing before her. And for some reason, she liked the idea of him thinking she was a human, too. If she went poof before his eyes, he’d think he was losing his mind, since humans by and large didn’t know fairies existed—unless they were one of the lucky ones who had a fairy godmother. And those few who did know often didn’t believe.
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Her favorite childhood memories revolved around creating vibrant characters for her friends, and then acting out their adventures. Inside her fantasy worlds of darkened forests, dragon-filled glades, and iced islands, nothing was banned. From the ethereal Elvin to the most maligned Vampires, all were welcome in her fictional realities, a stark contrast to her home, where the magical and mythical was forbidden.