Playing with Power
Genre: Erotic Romance Paranormal/ Fantasy
Genre: Erotic Romance Paranormal/ Fantasy
Publisher: Blushing Books
Date of Publication: 25th May
Number of pages:101
Cover Artist:Eris Adderly
Tagline: Playing with Power can get a girl into all sorts of trouble …
Playing with power can land a girl in all sorts of trouble with her man, as six ladies soon discover. Whether she’s a witch who disobeys the no-magic rule, a fairy making lust cakes, an amateur sorceress casting a spell on her boyfriend, a victim of an enchanted necklace, a revenge fairy messing with a deity, or a pleasure fairy abusing her abilities...
Once they’ve experienced the sensual consequences of playing with their magical powers, can these ladies find their happily for now with a hint of forever? Or have they spoiled their chances?
Publisher’s Note: This steamy anthology contains elements of power exchange.
Excerpt PG13 from Breaking the Rules
After a taste of what he could do to her, give her, Caia would come to him easily now. He should be disappointed that the chase was over so soon, but then Tariq was desperate to claim her.
“Have you put the table where I said?” Tariq turned to his maître d’.
“Yes, sir. On the private rooftop, overlooking the sea. Candles have also been placed everywhere you wished. I simply await your instruction to light them.”
Tariq nodded, pleased. “And the dinner?”
“Your guest’s favorite as requested. Chef has outdone himself.”
Tariq thanked the man before dismissing him. The witch was about to see that a werebear could do romantic. He couldn’t wait to see her lovely eyes light up with delight at the sight of the sun setting over the breath-taking sea view while they ate dinner. Or how she would smile when one hundred candles would suddenly be lit around them once the sky had darkened. Surely no female could resist such a romantic ambience?
Tariq walked over to his desk and pressed the intercom. “Send the dinner invitation to Miss Sanderson.”
There was a brief pause. “Shall I send it up to her room, sir?”
“Take it there personally, will you, Prescott? I want to know her answer immediately.” He released the intercom button, smiling at the thought of the beauty recovering from her ‘massage’ in her room as she no doubt was. After all, she had been quite sated when he’d left her. A couple of hours’ rest would rejuvenate her for tonight.
However, twenty minutes later, there was a knock on his door. “Enter,” he called out.
A flustered looking Prescott came into the office. “I received no answer at Miss Sanderson’s room, sir.” Tariq was about to wave his assistant away, not at all concerned. He must have really worn her out and the witch was in a deep sleep.
“But, sir. I was informed that she was at the pool bar and so I went there to hand the invitation over…”
Tariq frowned, knowing that he wasn’t going to like what came next. “And?”
Prescott took a deep swallow. “Well, sir. She read the invitation, then looked at me with a smile as she tore it into shreds. Told me to let you know that there would be consequences if you bothered her again.”
Tari’s jaw clenched. How he didn’t roar with anger he didn’t know. But he managed to thank his assistant in a calm voice and assure him that the situation would be resolved. Prescott nodded, then promptly left. Once the door closed, Tariq felt the rage build. How dare Caia refuse his invitation in such a public manner! And issue a threat. He was more than tempted to turn into a bear, to smash a few things. Never had a woman proved so provoking with her unpredictable behavior. Perhaps she needed reminding that she was his, that he was the one in control here. Time for playing was over.
Tariq left his office, moving with purpose through the complex and straight to the swimming pool. Several guests looked as though they were about to speak to him, yet changed their mind as soon as they saw his face. If they were wary of his anger, why wasn’t the damn witch?
He exited the building and his gaze honed in on her straight away, on the far side of the pool. She was talking to a man at the bar. Tariq’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t recognize the human. Must be a new guest, arrived that very day, especially if he didn’t yet realize that the lady flirting with him was Tariq’s. Every golden inch of her displayed in another brief bikini. This time a turquoise one.
There was a certain amount of grim satisfaction felt when Caia spied him heading their way and Tariq saw her stiffen. But then she lifted that stubborn chin of hers and he knew she was ready for battle. It would not go well for her. He had no qualms about fighting dirty. So, when Caia ignored him and resumed her flirtation with the muscular hunk by her side, Tariq released a strong psychic wave. I am in control here. You will all go back to your suites and forget about seeing me.
“Yes, you’re in control and we will go back to our suites,” all of the guests in and around the pool replied, before slowly disappearing off as commanded.
Caia’s anger was palpable from a hundred yards away as she watched her latest target walk away like the other guests. However, she wore an unconcerned expression on her face by the time Tariq came to stand in front of her.
“You have such a way with your guests, Blackwood.”
He ignored that, choosing to cut straight to the chase. “Why did you tear my invitation up?”
She gave him a look as if he was lacking in intellect. “Because I don’t want to have dinner with you, Blackwood. It’s really quite simple.”
About the Author:
Vanessa Liebe is the author of fun, sexy erotic romance and erotica, both contemporary and historical. She mostly writes in the Fantasy and Paranormal categories as she likes a man with bite.
Vanessa is married with three children and resides in Hampshire, South East England. When not house training her children, reading or writing, she likes to sit in the garden with a glass of rose wine.
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