Glamour: Contemporary Fairytale Retellings by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, anthology
Publisher: Sierra Simone, Skye Warren, Aleatha Romig, Nicola Rendell, Sophie Jordan, Nora Flite, AL Jackson, Lili St Germain
Published: 2017-07-17T18:30:00+00:00

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IN A STRANGER’S BED

A Goldilocks Story

Sophie Jordan

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Once upon a time Goldilocks became lost in the forest. She walked and walked until she came upon a house…

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The bus was gone.

It took several moments to comprehend. Thea scanned the beautiful landscape. The green hills and mountains beyond. The navy blue skyline. Nature at its purest form. And no bus. She rotated in a small circle, searching for it as if it might suddenly materialize. Nope. Still no bus.

She was well and truly alone in the Highlands of Scotland.

In the distance, she heard a sheep bleat. It was a pitiful little sound that echoed precisely how pathetic she felt in this moment.

The wind swept over her, whipping hair into her eyes. She dragged it out of her face. A drizzling mist fell, but that had been pretty standard since she arrived in Scotland. She’d long given up on her flat iron and let her hair run wild. There was no help for it.

She looked to the spot where the bus had been parked. It had sat there, waiting as she and twenty-one other tourists roamed the mist-shrouded hills.

Everything about her surroundings felt magical. As though there really were fairies here like the tour guide had said. She could practically feel their eyes on her now, watching, whispering. She had been sucked in, so caught up in the wonder of this green-dappled land with its moaning winds that she had lingered too long.

Twenty-one tourists had boarded the bus without her. And left. She couldn’t get over that fact. She’d been abandoned.

She eyed the sky reproachfully again. It wasn’t evening yet, but she had seen very little of the sun on this trip. It would be fully dark soon. She couldn’t just stand here in this cold drizzle. Night was coming. She’d freeze to death.

She swung her backpack off her shoulder and dug out her phone along with her itinerary that included all pertinent numbers. Reception was spotty out here. Wi-Fi nonexistent. Even so, she lucked out and managed to get through to the tour group company based out of Glasgow that she’d hired to get her around Scotland. Her luck ended though when an automated message came on stating their office was closed for the day. Fabulous.

At least she knew her group was returning to the Drovers Inn where they had stayed the night before. She just needed to meet up with them there. Somehow.

Heaving a great sigh, she tucked her phone and itinerary away again, slung her pack over her back, and started down the narrow road. Assumedly, it would lead her to a more-traveled motorway where she could flag down a car to take her to the Drovers Inn.

Except after half an hour she began to wonder if this road would ever lead anywhere.

She didn’t remember it taking so long to get to the glen, but she had been an awestruck tourist with her face pressed to the window, reveling in the beautiful landscape.

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