Changeling Press has re-released one of my favorites--Serena's Prince from the multi author series, Forever Wicked. You can pick it up today at an amazing sale price directly from Changeling Press, or you can order the tale from amazon, barnes and noble, kobo and iTunes! Read on for more...
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BDSM, Paranormal, Erotic Novella
A *new* take on the fairy tale of The Frog Prince
Crystal from Romancing the Book gives Serena's Prince a Lovely Rose (4 star) review and says, "The author has woven such an erotic fairy tale. As I read this adult fairy tale, I felt myself experiencing the joy... I truly loved every second of this story."
BookAddict from The Romance Room gives Serena's Prince 4 stars and says, "Ms. Ruse does an excellent job... Her twist of each scene to become a smexy hot erotic D/s piece is what makes this story so good. She writes a tightly woven tale with increasing sexual tension and lovely bondage scenes. She is an author to watch."
A frog, a curse and a broken promise. Sometimes punishment can be its own reward...
Serena never thought asking for help from a frog would result in her being naked and tied to her bed. She should be afraid. She should call for the guards. She definitely should not be…begging for more.
Prince Rennick needs to get his hands on Serena’s necklace – the one item sure to break the curse that turned him into a frog. When an accident makes him temporarily human, he cannot help but use his dominant nature to bend Serena to his will.
What should have broken the curse turns into a desperate attempt to save Rennick’s life. As they try to find the key, Rennick demands much from Serena, but is she willing to surrender her whole self to this frog-turned-prince?
Serena had no idea how long she lay there sobbing into her arms, but when she lifted her head, she started when she came face to face with the biggest frog she'd ever seen.
"Agghh!" she screamed, pushing back in a hurry. That thing was staring at her, like it'd been studying her.
"Go away. Shoo. Go... go sit on a lily pad or something," she admonished the horrid thing. Gathering her composure, as if how she appeared mattered to the frog, Serena returned to the garden bench and smoothed out her hopelessly torn and wrinkled dress.
"Why do you cry so hard?" the frog asked.
She froze. Had that frog just talked to her? "Excuse me?" she asked, her brow raised high and her nose tipped up. She barely looked at the thing hopping toward her.
"I was in the pond. I heard a noise and wondered who disturbed my peace. Now I want to know why."
"This is my garden, frog. Go find another if you want peace. Stop stealing my own."
She wanted to push at the creature with her foot, but thought better of it. Her slippers were brand new, and she didn't want frog slime to ruin them.
"You must be an enchanted frog," she commented when the frog simply stared at her. "I didn't know frogs could be enchanted." When the animal remained quiet as though it waited on her, she deflated. "Fine. It's not like you're the next man trying to break me," she huffed.
"Never mind. You want to know what's wrong? My stepfather's trying to marry me off to over-blown barbarians. I've been manhandled more than any woman should be. And if that weren't bad enough, tonight's idiot broke my necklace. Now it's at the bottom of this pond."
"Hmm. Sounds rough."
She wiped at her eyes, refusing to cry anymore. "Well, you asked. It's not like you have any stress in your life."
"You have no idea."
She rolled her eyes. "Like you could have a hard life. You sit all day in my garden, eating bugs, swimming at your leisure... Wait. You're a frog."
"Do I even need to respond?"
"No. I mean, you can swim to the bottom and get my necklace, can't you?"
"I could, but why?"
She laughed, happy that she might get her necklace back. "Because you can. Because that necklace means the world to me, and because I'll... I'll let you stay in my garden."
"You'll let me?"
"Yes. Otherwise I'll have Henri, the gardener, chase you out."
The frog appeared to shake its head. "Not possible," he seemed to mumble.
He hopped over to the pond, stared down for a long time, then turned back to her. "If I retrieve your necklace, you must make me a promise. Otherwise, it'll remain at the bottom of the pond."
Serena didn't even blink. What could a frog want? An endless supply of flies? Whatever it came up with, the price would be negligible. She shrugged. "Sure."