Curvy Ever After
Three Wishes:
Jazz is sick of men making decisions with her life when a gift from her future groom, gives her the key to freedom with just three wishes.
Red:
Red is in a land torn by two cultures, a trip through the woods brings her right into the enemy's grasp and she's looking good enough to eat.
Ashes:
Ashland has been browbeaten by her evil stepmother and stepsisters for far too long, and a cruel joke backfires when the "Prince" only has eyes for her.
Bonita:
Bo is snatched in the middle of the night by a man seeking her father's help to cure his beastly curse, and she is the pawn.
Slumber:
A family curse has finally extended its sinister grip on an unsuspecting Ro, and Flip must learn that it'll take more than modern medicine to bring the curvaceous beauty out of her deep sleep.
Yuki Shiro:
Yuki is being hunted through the mountains of Japan, but instead of taking her heart, the huntsman just might steal it.
Wanderlust:
Aliyah craves more from her dull life and one night in a private club, opens up a world of decadent pleasures she didn't even know existed.
A diverse mix of heroes and curvy beauties, spanning centuries and across countries. Your favorite childhood fairy tales…all grown up.
Excerpt:
Aliyah was appalled and aroused all at the same time. She wasn’t quite sure whether she was more appalled by what she was seeing or her reaction to it. Her eyes grew wide, her pulse raced at her neck, her skin became flushed and damp, her stomach churned with the release of a storm of butterflies, and her sex flooded with moisture.
Shayne watched Aliyah intently, trying to gauge her reaction. He saw a tinge of pink on her cheeks. A light sheen of sweat broke out on her brow. And her ample breasts rose and fell harshly as if she’d run a marathon. Oh, the marathon hasn’t even begun, les amoureux, Shayne thought to himself.
“What is this place?” Aliyah whispered shakily.
“A place for you to unwind. To be yourself. To explore your baser needs. This is a whole world, I bet you didn’t even know existed.” Shayne said softly against her ear.
Aliyah just swallowed in response.
“Here comes someone I want you to meet,” Shayne told her.
Aliyah watched as a stunning woman glided towards them. She had to be one of the most beautiful women Aliyah had ever seen. She was also black, but her coloring and bone structure hinted that she was from Africa. Her skin was like flawless, smooth black onyx, wrapped in a red leather corset and skintight black leather pants. She was tall and slender with a glorious afro framing her striking face. Her strong, confident demeanor and high cheekbones reminded Aliyah of Grace Jones. She was instantly intimidated. The riding crop she held didn’t help either.
“Who is this lovely creature you have brought into our ranks, Shayne?” The gorgeous woman asked in a beautiful accent Aliyah couldn’t quite place.
“This is Aliyah. Aliyah, I’d like to introduce you to our esteemed hostess, Nia. The queen of hearts, herself.”
