When the sun goes
down, guess what’s coming out to play…?
Glass
Slippers and Combat Boots
Once upon a time
in a land far, far away, the creatures are coming...
In a land run by misogynists, where fair
maidens are deemed liable to fall in a dead faint at the sight of blood, Prince
Charming is worried – the creatures that have destroyed their neighboring
kingdoms are coming for them. He judges it imperative to get all the females to
safety, but first he needs to break the enchantment enslaving his One True Love
to her hateful home. Oh, and there’s the small matter of the Ball to get
through too.
But when the creatures reach them ahead of
their expected time, all plans are foregone. Can Ella break her wicked
stepmother’s enchantment? Can she save her handsome Prince and the kingdom
before midnight strikes? And can she show his soldiers what it really means to
kick a monster’s butt? The clock is ticking…
Reunited
With Red
Many,
many years later…
When Ruby visits her grandmother in the deep,
dark forest, she stumbles into a nightmare. Her grandma’s been attacked by a
wolf-like creature, and an ancient disease that turned people into monsters is
back… and so is the cold-hearted ex she walked out on a year ago.
Now she has to either accept Jeremy’s help or
face becoming a monster herself. Fighting alongside the man she once loved
isn’t easy, especially when she discovers there’s more to Jeremy than the
cheating bastard she took him for.
As they fight to survive the disease and save
those they love, can they keep from falling for each other all over again?
Glass
Slippers and Combat Boots excerpt
“She murdered my father – I can’t prove it but I
know it was Christell who put the poisonous spider in his bed. If she could,
she would kill me too but my fairy godmother put her own enchantment on me that
stops Christell or my stepsisters from killing me. It doesn’t stop them beating
me when the mood takes them, but it is impossible for them to decapitate me or
remove a limb or stop my heart from beating.”
“Why doesn’t your fairy godmother break the
enchantment?”
“Ha!” Ella rolled her eyes and heaved herself
up. “I haven’t seen her since my father’s funeral. She’s elderly and very
scatty.”
James’s easy-going smile had vanished. His brow
had furrowed and he stared at her for long moments before speaking.
“Christell’s taking an awful risk letting you into the forest every day.”
“Like most of the humans in this land, she
avoids the forest.” She dragged a finger along his stubbly cheek, tracing the
long scar that ran along it, a permanent reminder of the war he had been
fighting in for King and Country. “But you are braver than most humans.”
Darkness clouded his eyes. “I wish you had told
me before… Ella, we need to find a way to break the enchantment.”
“Until my fairy godmother shows up, there is no
way. Christell’s magic is too powerful and personal for an unconnected sorcerer
to break it.”
“It’s not safe for you here,” he bit out. “I
wanted to marry you and take you as far away as I could. It’s not safe here for
anyone.”
Reunited
With Red excerpt
“Where are you going?” she asked.
“To get the gun. Stay there,” he added when he
heard the water splashing around her.
The splashing stopped, and she didn’t speak. He
pulled a small torch from his pocket, clicked the button. Nothing happened.
Shaking his head, he considered waiting for the clouds to pass the moon so he
could see properly. That could take minutes they didn’t have.
Dropping to his knees, he felt blindly around
the ground, but it was like looking for a natural blonde at Hugh Hefner’s. Then
again, he’d be able to find Red there—or anywhere—even without the gift of
sight. She may still be in the water, but he could remember her lavender scent,
remember her silky smooth skin. Remember how his body fired up like it had been
injected with a semi-lethal dose of hormones when she was in a ten foot radius.
“How…d-do you kn-know it will f-f-follow us.”
Her teeth rattled together as she spoke.
Without the heat of his body, she must be
freezing. He increased the speed of his search, thought about leaving the damn
thing. After all he had plenty more at home, what was one shotgun when he had
one in every closet? But keeping her alive for the journey back was more
important than keeping her warm.
“J-J-Jer…?”
He considered how much to tell her, after all,
he’d signed away the right to be honest with anyone, even the rest of the world
when the half-dead creatures started attacking in the night. When he realized
what had started it all, he had sworn he would put an end to what he helped
create, even though opening his mouth meant he risked jail. Or worse, the other
person’s death.
He’d been responsible for enough deaths already.
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