A Dark(ish) Faerie Tale by Candace Blevins


A Dark(ish) Faerie Tale
Book One
Candace Blevins
Genre: Dark Fantasy, Fairy Tales, Romance
Publisher: Kaleidowords Publishing
Date of Publication:  April 20, 2018
ISBN:  9781386590101
Number of pages: 133
Word Count:  36,000 words
Cover Artist:   Willsin Rowe
Book Description:
Because you’re never too old for Faerie Tales…
Halflings born in the human realm can stay if they can pass for human, but a baby with bright red and yellow hair, pointed ears, glowing green eyes, and swirled purple and green nails had to be relocated. With no family in Faerie to claim her, the newborn was auctioned off as a slave.
In Faerie, slaves are property with no rights. The baby is now an adult, and has been given in tribute to The Winter Queen.
Queen Mab has worked hard to make everyone in Faerie fear her, but her new pleasure slave enjoys the kiss of her whip. Can the Dark Queen have a tender side? The Dragon King once loved her, after all, so there has to be more to her than the evil, ruthless queen we’ve seen so far.
Climb aboard and experience the best and worst the Winter Queen can dish out.
Slave is book one in the Dark(ish) Faerie Tale quadrilogy. The series takes place within the greater Kirstin O’Shea universe, but can be read without being familiar with the other books and series.

Chapter One
Queen Mab
For every
season, there are positives and negatives. Today is the summer solstice, and
I’m miserable in the heat. Plus, my sister is Queen of Faerie during the
From here on
out, the days will grow shorter, and the time of my reign draws nearer. Come
the fall equinox, I’ll be the ruling Queen once more, and my days will be
filled with the duties of running the queendom.
However, for the
time being, I had the luxury of spending all the time I wanted in my dungeons,
and I was fully taking advantage of the long days — there are so many people to
torture and play with in the bowels of my castle.
I’d acquired the
former Eagle King as a result of a horse trade a while back, and was still
having great fun with him, but I’d been informed we had a new pleasure slave —
paid to me in tribute by a wealthy businessman — and she’d been put into a
holding room so I could personally handle her intake process.
Prisoners are
fun to punish, but the rare pleasure slave who’s been trained to enjoy torture
is a special treat. I’d seen the paperwork on this girl, and based on her
previous owners and trainers, I had hopes she might prove a nice diversion.
I was informed
she seemed a nervous wreck, so I went to the holding room instead of having her
brought to the throne room. I brought another slave with me, one who’d record
the new slave’s answers and any notes I wanted put into the girl’s file.
Contrary to what
most probably think of the Wicked Winter Queen, I don’t make a habit of abusing
my slaves just because I can. I’d whipped this particular stenographer slave
once when she was rude to a business associate, and I’d assigned her to
dishwashing duty in the kitchens for a month when she zoned off while on the
job, but the girl’s been with me nearly fifteen years and those are the only
two times she’s been punished.
My first view of
the new little pleasure slave sent tingles through my magic. She was a little
slip of a thing and strikingly beautiful. Someone had put her into my preferred
inspection pose — feet a little wider than shoulder width, perfect posture,
eyes straight ahead, fingers laced at the back of her head. She still held it
beautifully, and her arms didn’t appear to be shaking.
Some slaves hold
their position when I enter, but most prostrate themselves. Neither choice
earns reprimand or punishment at this stage, but I was intrigued she’d chosen
to follow orders over protocol.
Whether she’d
been naked when she arrived or had been stripped to nothing by my guards, I
didn’t know. I wasn’t certain of her most recent owner’s slave protocols for
travel, but the Master he purchased her from wouldn’t have permitted clothing
at any time, nor would her original owner, where she was raised and trained.
I walked in a
circle around her, observing. She didn’t break posture. Didn’t move a
millimeter, other than to breathe. Her nails were swirled purple and green, her
red hair had streaks of gold, and her eyes practically glowed green. I circled
her a few more times, and noted her toenails matched her fingernails. I’d need
to double-check to be sure the familial searches had been done.
My new slave had
enough muscle I knew she’d be able to handle what I doled out, but was soft
enough she’d still be fun to play with. I couldn’t wait to see her flawless
white ass with streaks of red from a strap, and then dotted with smaller
streaks from a flogger. However, she was too thin for my tastes, and I made a
mental note to check later to see if this was her natural size, or whether her
food intake had been severely restricted.
“What’s your
A deeper breath,
so she’d have enough air to speak, but she answered quickly, her eyes still
straight ahead without looking at me. “My original owner called me
seven-sixty-three, Ma’am. The Master I just came from called me little one.”
Before I slapped
the shit out of the girl for her impertinence, I asked, “Do you know who I am?”
“No, Ma’am?”

Her voice
wavered and her arms finally shook a little. The poor thing was scared
shitless, and I was about to terrify her even more, whether I wanted to or not.
I softened my voice and said, “You address me as my Queen or Your Majesty,
Little One.”


A Dark(ish) Faerie Tale
Book Two
Candace Blevins
Genre: Dark Fantasy, Fairy Tales, Romance
Publisher: Kaleidowords Publishing
Date of Publication: April 27
ISBN: 9781386120636
Number of pages: 204
Word Count: 56,000 words
Cover Artist: Willsin Rowe
Book Description:
Even the Dark Queen can’t change destiny.
Tabitha has so much to learn about living with a family, and she makes her grandfather and cousins terribly uncomfortable when she doesn’t fit in. She was punished for looking free people in the eyes all her life, so it’s understandable she has trouble learning to maintain eye contact. And making decisions is impossible — from what she wants for breakfast, to when she’s tired enough for bed, and everything in between.
Her grandfather’s horses don’t judge, and working with them finally helps her begin to find a path towards figuring out this new life, where clothes must be worn all day, every day.
Just when she’s resigned herself to this life and is certain she’ll never enjoy sex again, an invitation arrives to attend one of the Winter Queen’s balls — along with a fancy gown that raises more questions than answers.
Lady is book two in the Dark(ish) Faerie Tale quadrilogy, and should be read in the correct order.


A Dark(ish) Faerie Tale
Book Three
Candace Blevins
Genre: Dark Fantasy, Fairy Tales, Romance
Publisher: Kaleidowords Publishing
Date of Publication:  May 11, 2018

ISBN: 9781386309246

Number of pages: 190
Word Count: 50,000

Cover Artist: Willsin Rowe
Book Description:
We don’t get to choose our lives, we only get to live them as they’re handed to us.
Mab wanted Tabby to get comfortable with life at the castle before being stressed with the responsibilities of Consort, but Prince Rowan’s timetable means some decisions must be made sooner rather than later.
Mab’s a rip-the-bandage-off kind of Queen, which means Tabby and Rowan aren’t in for an easy time.
Most people are terrified when they find themselves at the mercy of The Dark Queen.
Consort is book three in the Dark(ish) Faerie Tale quadrilogy, and should be read in the correct order.


A Dark(ish) Faerie Tale
Book Four
Candace Blevins
Genre: Dark Fantasy, Fairy Tales, Romance
Publisher: Kaleidowords Publishing
Date of Publication: May 25, 2018
ISBN: 9781386175698
ASIN: B07C5B5344

Number of pages: 160
Word Count: 43,000

Cover Artist: Willsin Rowe
Book Description:
Life can take some complicated paths to get you where you need to be.
Prince Rowan can’t live in Mab’s castle forever. If he has any chance of holding onto his title and one day being King, he’ll need a wife and heirs, and he’ll have to live in his own castle, in his own demesne.
Mab is finally confident of her place in Tabby’s heart, so she isn’t jealous of the pain and sorrow her little one feels at the loss of Rowan.
It’s up to Mab and Rowan to find a way to hold their threesome together despite the political minefields in their way. Can they do it by making it a foursome?
Princess Tabitha has been slave, Lady, and Consort. She never wanted more, but sometimes destiny makes your choices for you.
Don’t miss the exciting conclusion to Tabby’s story!
Queen is book four in the Dark(ish) Faerie Tale quadrilogy, and should be read in the correct order.
About the Author:
Candace Blevins has published more than thirty-five books. She lives with her husband of twenty years and their two daughters. When not working or driving young teens all over the place, she can be found reading, writing, meditating, or swimming. The family’s beloved, goofy, retired racing greyhound is usually at her side as she writes, quietly keeping her company.
Candace writes Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Romance, Contemporary BDSM Romance, and a kick-ass Motorcycle Club series.
Her urban fantasy series, Only Human, gives us a world where weredragons, werewolves, werelions, three different species of vampires, and a variety of other mythological beings exist.
Candace’s two paranormal romance series, The Chattanooga Supernaturals and The Rolling Thunder Motorcycle Club, are both sister series to the Only Human series, and give some secondary characters their happily ever after. 
Her contemporary Safeword series gives us characters who happen to have some extreme kinks. Relationships can be difficult enough without throwing power exchange into the mix, and her books show characters who care enough about each other to fight to make the relationship work. Each couple in the Safeword series gives the reader a different take on the lifestyle. 
You can visit Candace on the web at candaceblevins.com and feel free to friend her on Facebook at facebook.com/candacesblevins and Goodreads at goodreads.com/CandaceBlevins. You can also join facebook.com/groups/CandacesKinksters to get sneak peeks into what she’s writing now, images that inspire her, and the occasional juicy teaser. 
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Homecoming by Jennifer Allis Provost


Book Three
Jennifer Allis Provost
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Bellatrix Press
Date of Publication: July 17, 2018
Number of pages: 300
Word Count: 75k
Cover Artist: Deranged Doctor Design
Tagline: Who wields the power behind the Wild Court?
Book Description:
After months of dealing with gods and monsters in New York, Karina and Robert return to their cottage in Scotland. Chris makes the move as well to start fresh with his girlfriend, Anya—but when they arrive Anya isn’t there. He tracks her down at the pub where her mother, Beira, works, and finds out that Beria’s been holding a grudge against his family for the past few hundred years. Since Beira’s the Cailleach Bheur— the Celtic Queen of Winter—her grudges are a rather big deal.
While Chris deals with Beira, Karina and Robert learn that when Robert was freed from the Minster’s Pine Karina inadvertently left a portal to Elphame open. Now Doon Hill is covered in fairies who are organizing themselves into a new court free of Seelie rule, akin to the Wild Fae of old. What’s worse, Karina’s long-lost uncle appears to be organizing this new court.
Karina closes the door to Elphame, but that only angers the unseen powers behind the fledgling Wild Court, forcing her and Robert to forge alliances with those who’d been their enemies not so long ago. Who can Karina and her gallowglass trust, and who is only out to deceive them?

About the Author:

Jennifer Allis Provost writes books about faeries, orcs and elves. Zombies too. She grew up in the wilds of Western Massachusetts and had read every book in the local library by age twelve. (It was a small library). An early love of mythology and folklore led to her epic fantasy series, The Chronicles of Parthalan, and her day job as a cubicle monkey helped shape her urban fantasy, Copper Girl. When she’s not writing about things that go bump in the night (and sometimes during the day) she’s working on her MFA in Creative Nonfiction.

When Darkness Follows by Athena Daniels

Darkness Follows

the Grave Series

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Sunset Coast
Date of Publication: 29th May,
ISBN: 978-0-9944029-7-4
Number of pages: 303
Word Count: 115K
Cover Artist: Damonza
Tagline: The only man who can
save her, is the one she swore she’d never see again…
Book Description:
Rachel Sommers and her two best
friends don’t believe anything will happen when they sneak onto a haunted
shipwreck in the middle of the night. Why would they? Ghosts don’t actually
exist… right?
But Rachel and her friends
disturb something that night. Something demonic.
Something that lured Rachel to
the ship. And now one of her friends is dead, the other is missing, and
Rachel’s memory of the night is gone. There’s only one thing she knows for
sure: whatever killed her friend has followed her home.
Over a century ago, an act of
bitter jealousy and revenge tainted a crystal ball with an unstoppable evil.
And when the deadly object eerily turns up in her bedroom, Rachel’s nightmare
really begins.
Ex-Special Forces detective
Daniel Smith takes the case the moment Rachel’s name appears on his screen.
Rachel is the only woman he’s ever loved, but despite their explosive
chemistry, she’s determined to keep him at a distance.
With Rachel’s life on the line,
the disturbing truth about her ancestry and the cursed object she has inherited
must be uncovered. But is it already too late? Daniel will risk everything to
save the woman he loves, but how can he win this lethal game of cat and mouse
against a killer that is not flesh and blood?

Rachel wrapped
her arms around Daniel’s neck and kissed him back with a ferocity that
surprised her. All the emotion, the turmoil, of the last two weeks, the last
year, moved through her. She couldn’t remember why keeping away from him was so
important. Something about self-respect and needing to be more than just an
occasional fuck to someone.
Daniel crushed
her to his body, his tongue delving inside her mouth, tracing across her teeth.
He took control of the kiss, like the man controlled everything else in his
life. The heat of his mouth set her blood on fire, and her body submitted to
his natural dominance.
He groaned,
holding her to him so tightly she couldn’t breathe. But she didn’t need her own
oxygen when she could breathe his.
Daniel walked
her away from the water to where the sand was dry and still warm from the sun.
He fell to the sand, pulling her down on top of him. She laughed in surprise.
His sunglasses
fell off his head as he looked up at her. He cupped the back of her neck,
guided her head down and kissed her hard. She couldn’t think, couldn’t feel
anything but him.
Her soft, white
denim skirt slid up her thighs as she spread her legs and sat on his hips. His
erection, firmly encased in his jeans, pressed against her lacy white panties.
She rubbed against him, needed to, and his eyes flickered closed. He groaned,
the sound sending fire racing through her veins.
“I want you so
bad.” Daniel’s grip tightened on her hips, the roughness in his tone thrilling
This was what
was familiar between them. This rawness and this uncontrollable desire.
“Tell me you
still want this.”
Rachel nodded.
“I said tell
The bite of
authority in the command made her blood race. Her mouth dried, and she
swallowed twice before she could speak.
“I want this.”
Daniel squeezed
his eyes shut, and when he opened them, emotion swirled heavily in his gaze.
“Tell me you
still want me.” His body went rigid as he waited for her answer, and her heart
stuttered to a stop.
“I want you,”
she said, the truth and a lie all at once. God she wanted him! Right now, in
this moment, she wanted him more than her next breath.
Daniel sat up,
cradling her in his lap, her legs wrapped around his hips as he kissed her
again, long and deep. She thrust her hands in his thick hair, holding him hard
as his hands ran up her thighs, his thumbs tracing along the seams of her
panties and making her core clench with anticipation.
He lifted the
hem of her top, his palm scorching the soft skin on her stomach as he moved to
cup her breast. His expression looked pained, his chest rising and falling as
his breathing grew labored.
As much pleasure
as he gave her, she loved watching how much simply touching her aroused him.
“A year,” Daniel
growled. “A whole fucking year.”
She cried out as
his fingers found a hardened nipple and squeezed. Pleasure, white-hot and
overwhelming, filled her, stole her breath.
His other hand
slid the thin fabric of her panties aside, his thumb gently tracing along her
slick entrance. Her heart skittered in her chest, her pulse roaring past her
“You need this
too,” he said, his voice a low rasp. “Don’t tell me you don’t.”
Tears burned her
eyes, and she squeezed her lids closed to hide her reaction to his words. She
needed him? Dear God! She fucking craved him.
And then he’d
And she’d be
left empty, wanting him. Frustration caused her to cry out at the same time his
thumb slipped inside her, and the sound was disguised as pleasure.
Frustration and
pleasure: those two extremes described what she had with Daniel perfectly.
Max barked, and
they both looked up to see him bounding through the thick sand toward them. He
barked again, and Rachel followed his gaze and noticed two people at the top of
the sand dunes, making their way to the water.
“Fuck,” Daniel
How like Daniel
to always make her feel as though they were the only two people in the world.
She pressed her forehead against his, his ragged breath warm across her skin.
Before the couple could see them clearly, she rolled off Daniel and tugged her
skirt back into place, her body still tingling with the feel of his touch.

the Author:  
Athena Daniels is the #1
international bestselling author of the award-winning Beyond the Grave
paranormal romance series and the romantic thriller Desperate.
In 2016, Athena was nominated for
Author of the Year and Best New Author in AusRom Today’s Reader’s Choice
Her novel Girl Unseen won the
Silver Medal in the 2017 Readers’ Favorite® International Book Awards and was
awarded a Silver Medal in the 2017 Literary Titan Book Awards. Girl Unseen was
an “Official Selection” in the New Apple Literary Awards, and was also
nominated for 2017 Book of the Year in AusRom Today’s Reader’s Choice Awards.
The Seer’s Daughter was the solo
Medalist Winner in the Suspense/Thriller category of the 2016 New Apple Annual
Book Awards for Excellence in Independent Publishing.
The Seer’s Daughter was also a
finalist in the 11th Annual National Indie Excellence Awards in Suspense and in
the 2016 Readers’ Favorite® International Book Awards. Additionally, The Seer’s
Daughter was nominated for 2016 Book of the Year and 2016 Cover of the Year in
AusRom Today’s Reader’s Choice Awards.
Girl Unseen and The Seer’s
Daughter are both 5-star Top Picks at The Romance Reviews.
Athena has a natural curiosity
about the “more” there is in life and holds several qualifications in
metaphysics and natural therapies. She is a neuro-linguistic programming (NLP)
practitioner, life coach, and feng shui specialist.
Athena lives on the northern
beaches of sunny Western Australia. Find out more about her at
www.athenadaniels.com, or follow her on Twitter @AthenaDaniels11 and on
Facebook at /AthenaDaniels11.

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