Fashionably Forever After The Hot Damned Series 10 by Robyn Peterman

Author:Robyn Peterman [Peterman, Robyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Robyn Peterman
Published: 2018-03-11T18:30:00+00:00

As I entered the parlor in the Dark Palace all conversation stopped. My Demons stared at me with their mouths agape. I knew I was a stunning son of a bitch, but this was an unusually outstanding reception. I suppose the extra time I’d spent getting ready had paid off.

As I made my way through the gathering of my top generals and staff, I spotted The Kev, The Shelia, Gemma, Lizard, Astrid and Tiara sitting together at the far end of the room. Their reaction to my beauty was even more extreme than my Demons. I smiled and waved.

Today was going to be fantastic.

“Umm… Uncle Fucker, are you okay?” Astrid asked, biting on her lip so hard I was certain she would pierce it with her teeth.

“Splendid. And yourself?” I inquired as I took a seat on the rich black leather couch and tucked my feet into a lovely position angled to the right. It definitely made me look slimmer to sit like this. “Why do you ask?”

“Because… you… um, well,” Tiara stuttered going a bit pale.

“I what?” I demanded.

I knew I was devastatingly handsome, but this was ridiculous.

“You’re wearing purple,” Astrid whispered, choking back what was definitely a laugh.

“I am?” I asked, shocked.

“And lipstick,” Tiara choked out, unable to hide her giggle.

“And pumps,” The Shelia added, grinning like a fool.

“I most certainly am not,” I bellowed, waving my hand and producing a mirror.

Glancing at my reflection, I froze in horror. They were correct. How in the Hell had this happened? I looked like a bad cross-dresser at a Mardi Gras parade. I mean, a very good looking cross dresser, but a cross dresser nonetheless.

“What the ever loving fuck?” I shouted, throwing the mirror to the ornate marble floor and crushing it under my lavender pump.

My lavender pump? Had Hell frozen over and I didn’t know it? And why was I wearing pumps? Strappy stilettos were far more flattering. Oh my Hell. I’d lost my mind…

“There seems to be some mistake here,” I said with a chuckle to hide my mortification. “Just give me a second.”

With a wave of my hand I re-dressed myself. From the expressions on my guest’s faces, I hadn’t gotten it right yet.

“Not good?” I asked, terrified to look down.

“Well, umm… if you like eggplant colored lingerie and white feathered mules I guess it works,” Astrid said, unable to close her mouth after her comment.

It hung open. I could see her damned tonsils along with everyone else’s.

“Did something happen?” The Kev inquired politely. He was clearly trying to be diplomatic while staring straight at my face. His eyes didn’t stray from mine.

I knew that game. I played it all the time with my mother when her outfit was so appalling I was terrified I’d laugh and end up getting electrocuted.

Closing my eyes for a brief second, I pretended if I couldn’t see them then they couldn’t see me. From the chorus of snickers floating around the room, my ploy wasn’t working.

“I put Elle’s soul inside me,” I ground out through clenched teeth.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.