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Last published Tue, Feb 2, 2016
A Reworking of the Classic Beauty and the Beast
Book 1 in the Fable Series
Maximillian is hounded in the night by the hellish memories of a War long passed and images of the monster he became to fight it. In the daylight hours he is set upon by well meaning family members, friends and court officials. All who seem to think the same thing will cure him of his nighttime maldy. A wife.
Sabion is pursued night and day by the phantom of a life long dead and buried. Visions of her death still flash before her eyes as she struggles through the minefield of the land of polite society that she has been adopted into. Everywhere she turns there is another person hell bent on forcing her into either the grave or a marriage bed. Both options just as terrible as the other.
So it is only natural that when the two meet that they devise a plan to kill two birds with one stone. Unfortunately their trouble is only just beginning by the time the vows are exchanged and the ink has dried on the marriage certificate. His people don't trust her, she doesn't love him and they're both hiding secrets that could possibly destroy both body and soul.
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||-Ongoing-|| 'I hate you! I hate you! I'll never be the wife that you deserve!' 'I do not want the wife that I deserve Cassiopeia because it is you that I want.' 'Then,' she hesitated for only a moment, 'I'll never be a wife still yet yours!' she promised him. 'Say that again,' he told her in a hard angry voice, 'and face the rowen,' he dared her. Despite the threat, she climbed out of bed and went to him. She tilted her head to look challengingly at him with her sharp green tear stained eyes. 'I will never be a wife much less yours,' she repeated in a terminal raspy but rather confident voice. He stared at her for a long time, internally simmering. The tension in the bedroom thickened greatly. Silence reigned as their stare down intensified. All in the room stood in trepidation, awaiting his eppy. 'Everyone,' he ordered in a calm yet jussive voice that betrayed the extremity of his anger. 'Out!' he finished. They all festinated out, skedaddling away as quickly as they could before anyone of them suffered from transfer of aggression. And when the door closed with a small click sound behind them, he drew her to him unexpectedly. 'You are mine,' he simply told her with surety before he lipped her. --- 🌫 She knew nothing, except that she wanted out, away from him-the beast. She knew not what she wanted, especially with a damaged head and fragmented memories. But, she just knew that she wanted nothing -absolutely nothing- to do with the monster that always left her in perplexity. --- 🌫 He wasn't what she thought he was. He was what she would never dream to think. He was a part of her and she was a part of him. He would never let her go. She must be there, with him, under his spell, wrapped around his thumb lest everything would go wrong. And if it did, he was the only person who could try, mean try to put it back in place. For with her, nothing wrong could ever be right. --- #3 in Royal love #3 in Satisfying #4 in Fated lov
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