Fairy tales inspire wishes and dreams. What little girl hasn’t
thought of a prince showing up to offer her a life of palaces and dancing and the
magic of love? Fairy tales always seem to end with “happily ever after.” Like
Cinderella.
But what if they didn’t end there? Did Cinderella get her
heart’s desire? Her tale doesn’t go on to show real life, like days when the
dishwasher stops working or she’s late to work because her carriage keeps
turning into a pumpkin at inopportune times. Or when her prince comes home and
says he came across a “sleeping beauty” in the forest and now wants a divorce… Poor
Cindy. Maybe she’s with the totally wrong prince.
Blurb:
One evening, in a land far away, a wife spins
a story for the amusement of her husband. Like the original tale, this
contemporary Cinderella is definitely
for those who love romance and a HEA. However, she adds a few touches of the
erotic. For her husband, you understand.
In this tale, Charlotte dreams of her prince,
James, but learns about beauty and love from her fairy godfather, Cooper. She
might not lose a glass slipper, but her heart is in danger of being left
behind. One thing for certain, by the time our Charlotte arrives at the ball,
she’d sure like to know which man is her real Prince Charming.
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Excerpt:
Katherine
walked into her daughter’s bedroom with a warm smile for the little girl. “And
who do I find here?” she asked. “Is it a rock star, a fashion model or an
award-winning actress?”
“Oh, mommy, you
know who I am,” the girl said with a giggle. For just a moment Katherine’s
breath caught and her heart overflowed with love for this four-year-old person.
She and Cole had made this child, had conceived her in love, trust and respect,
but it still seemed incomprehensible that she was as beautiful as she was, as
sweet and wonderful as she was. Katherine could so clearly see Cole’s eyes and
her mouth reflected in their daughter’s face, but there was more there that was
a combination of them both, and therefore all Alyssa’s. Katherine had to remind
herself that probably all parents felt their children were perfect and
wonderful, but with their little Alyssa, she knew it was true beyond any doubt.
“Yes, I know who
you are, my little love. You are queen of my heart, princess of my mind,
ruler–”
“–of all I hold
dear.” Alyssa finished the oft heard phrase in triumph. She had bouncy curls of
brown hair that hung down to her chin, gleaming blue eyes and a pert nose. Her
mouth was most often formed around a smile.
“You’re getting
too smart for me, Munchkin. What story would you like to hear?” Katherine
settled her daughter under the covers and positioned herself at the head of the
bed next to Alyssa’s pillow, so that the child could see the pictures in the
book and also be in place to fall asleep.
“Cinderella!”
“Okay, Cinderella
it is.” Katherine reached for the book from the stack of those on the bedside
table and opened it to the first page. “Once upon a–”
“No, mommy. You’ve
got to start with the title.”
With a small smile
Katherine turned to the title page and started over. “Cinderella.” She
flipped back to the story. “Once upon a time…”
Minutes later,
long before the clock had struck midnight and the glass slipper had been lost,
Alyssa was sleeping. Katherine stood and moved her slightly, so that she was in
the center of the bed. She smoothed Alyssa’s hair from her face and kissed her
forehead, making sure that her stuffed bunny was firmly secured in her arm and
that she was warmly covered. As Katherine turned, she saw Cole leaning against
the doorjamb, watching her with a tender expression.
“You know that I
think you’re the most beautiful woman on the face of the earth, but when I see
you with Alyssa, it’s almost too much. You two are the most important things in
my life.” Katherine turned out the bedside lamp and walked into Cole’s arms, stretching
into him as he stroked her back and nuzzled her hair.
“As the two of you
are to me,” Katherine responded. “Let’s go downstairs.” With Cole’s arm wrapped
around her shoulders they made their way to the living room.
Cole had started a
fire and the room was warm and softly lighted by the flames; crackling of the
burning logs and popping as sap hit the heat of the fire were the only sounds.
Cole poured
glasses of wine and they rested, Katherine against his chest in the circle of
his arm, Cole leaning against the rounded arm of the sofa. They sat peacefully
for several moments, staring into the fire. With his hand over her shoulder,
Cole caressed Katherine’s breast; she rested her hand on his leg, with her
elbow covering and lightly putting pressure on the bulge in his pants.
“Are you going to
tell me a bedtime story now?” asked Cole.
“Would you like
one?” He kissed the top of her head and nodded. “Okay, do you like Cinderella,
too?”
“Sure. The adult
version, however. I didn’t mind the children’s version when I was a child,
although I always thought the prince was too much of a sissy. I thought she
should find a good warrior to marry.”
“You would, you
blood-thirsty man.”
“Now, I think the
prince would be looking for a bit more in a wife than simple beauty and strange
taste in shoes.” He looked at Katherine’s platform shoes. “Although unusual
taste in footwear isn’t always a negative.”
“Thank you,” she
said smartly.
He chuckled. “So,
make sure that Cindy has all the requisites to be the wife of a prince.”
“And what might
that entail, do you think?” Katherine sat up and turned so that she could see
her husband.
“Make her like
you.” Katherine gave her husband an appreciative look as he continued.
“Definitely she has to be a sexy number. The gown is okay, but it’s what’s
under it that counts. She has to know things. Even if she’s hot in bed, you
can’t spend all your time in bed, right? And she should be a good cook.”
“Good cook? And
why is that m’lord? Hasn’t the prince cooks aplenty?”
“Sure, but when
they’re finished having sex late at night after the little princess is asleep,
who will get up to fix him something to eat if not his wife?” Cole looked at his
wife through his long, thick lashes, with just a hint of a smile. “She has to
know her way around the castle kitchen. That’s a must. You wouldn’t suggest
waking the kitchen staff for a ham sandwich, would you?”
Reviews:
"I had forgotten how enjoyable it could be to
read a fun and easy read with a perfect ending, a happily ever after. Don't
expect though to be the usual read, the story is full of witty and funny
repartee and Ms. Knight does know her men. She knows their sense of humor and
their foibles, and the banter between good friends that become lovers. There is
something so solid and balanced about this couple, her innocence vs. his
knowledge, and he is a knight in shining armor. As I finished I smiled ..."
"...I just wanted to tell you what a amazing job
you did on The Cinderella Curse! I couldn't stop reading it. I really enjoyed
the book and, I look forward to reading more of your books in the future."
A little about me:
A
few years ago, Dee S. Knight began writing, making getting up in the morning
fun. During the day, her characters killed people, fell in love, became drunk
with power, or sober with responsibility. And they had sex, lots of sex.
After a while, Dee split her
personality into thirds. She writes as Anne Krist for sweeter romances, and
Jenna Stewart for ménage and shifter stories. All three of her personas are
found on the Nomad Authors website. And all three offer some of the best romance
you can find! Also, once a month, look for Dee’s Charity Sunday blog posts,
where your comment can support a selected charity.
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