Hunted: An Erotic Retelling of Beauty and the Beast (An Adult Fairy Tale Novel) by du Lys Cerys

Author:du Lys, Cerys [Unknown]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fairytale fantasy, historical fiction, best romantic novels, erotic horror, paranormal romance books
Publisher: Cerys du Lys ~ Paranormal Historical Fairy Tale Spice
Published: 2013-09-20T00:00:00+00:00

Pinem'e flew high above the trees. He saw the mansion amidst the woods and descended towards it. Landing upon a balcony ledge, the fallen angel ripped open the flimsy French doors and stepped inside.

Pinem'e surveyed his surroundings: a library.

...

Danya stood in front of a body length mirror. The dress Taya made for her was beautiful. Or, technically it was already sewn, but the alterations the seamstress did to fit it to Danya's form made it look wonderful on her. She spun around, letting the skirt of the dress swish outwards.

Taya nodded her approval. "Very good. It's a lovely dress. Not that you needed one. I'm sure Everett wouldn't mind if you walked around naked, so long as you submit to his cock whenever he likes. And speaking of..."

Everett stood in the doorway. He looked less beastly now, though only slightly. Shorter hair covered his body, and he had a smoother jaw than before. If he shaved himself completely and put on a suit, she thought he might look like any other rugged gentleman.

"Danya, you," he said. "Beauty." He admired her for a moment, then said, "I need speak with." Everett cleared his throat and furrowed his brow. "I need to speak with you."

Danya stared at him, unsure. Should she go to him? Accept him? Except why? She needed him to realize that no matter what he used to do, she wouldn't be that for him. She refused to acknowledge herself as some common breed mare for him to stuff his cock into and cum inside, no matter how much she enjoyed it.

"I don't care what you two do," Taya said, "but close the door on your way out. I have a lot of clothing to finish. Everything is ruined, and I have to mend it before the others come back alive. Shoo, shoo." The seamstress pushed Danya lightly, urging her towards the door.

Danya went. The pale blue dress hung low to the floor, hiding the fact that she wore no shoes. Taya was a seamstress, not a cobbler, so she couldn't help her there. Danya walked past the exact dress dummy she'd just spent carnal moments with, glancing at it out of the corner of her eye, and then moved onwards towards Everett.

He held out a hand for her and she took it, letting him escort her out of the seamstress's studio. Closing the door behind them, he walked her a short distance across the hallway towards one of the large mansion windows.

"Danya," he said, ogling her. His hands grabbed her hips and he dug his fingers into the fabric of her dress. Not enough to rip it, but it worried her. He pulled lightly, lifting, bringing the skirt of the dress up to just below her knees. "Beautiful."

"Everett, stop," she said. Placing a hand on his chest, she pushed him away. Not hard—though it wasn't as if she could push this beast of a man away if he didn't want to move, anyways—but enough to presumably get her point across.

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