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The Dreaming (Sensual Fairy Stories Book 2) Regan Bayle

The Dreaming (Sensual Fairy Stories Book 2)

Regan Bayle

Published September 25th 2014
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Kindle Edition
35 pages
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Lazy, indolent Prince Landon never wanted a bride, least of all one of the princesses from the kingdoms surrounding his. The lot of them are far too much effort with their curses, their hexes, and their beastly guardians. A gift from a fairy womanMoreLazy, indolent Prince Landon never wanted a bride, least of all one of the princesses from the kingdoms surrounding his. The lot of them are far too much effort with their curses, their hexes, and their beastly guardians. A gift from a fairy woman changes all that, giving him the ability to meet with Aurelle, all that changes.Aurelle has been a prisoner locked in her own dreams for nearly one hundred years and wants nothing more than to know a lover’s touch. But her tower is starting to break, her dream prison is starting to crack, and the laziest man in the kingdom is her only hope for salvation…The Dreaming, the second of Sensual Fairy Stories, is 10,000 words of romantic erotica full of passion and desire meant for mature audiences only.An Excerpt Aurelle threaded her fingers through her red hair, pulling the straight fall of it off her shoulders and back. A dragon sailed through the starry sea stretching before her, and she turned away. The dragon did the same thing every hour on the hour, and it was no longer beautiful to herDropping her hands, she lifted her head.And found herself staring at a young man.Her body screamed yes, yes, yes! as her mind protested his very presence. Nothing came into her dreams without her willing it.Still, he was a very handsome presence. Dark hair shot through with strands of gold fell rakishly over his face, and he kept brushing his hand through it to get it out of eyes the color of emeralds. His body was lithe, built more like a message runner than a warrior, but there was an undeniable strength in the way he held himself. An arrogance, even.Did I make a prince?She knew she hadn’t done any such thing. She had few rules for her world, but she never made dreams in her tower. The one time she’d done it, the dream had backfired into a nightmare. Now, she did all her crafting outside her tower.“Who,” she said, drawing herself to her full and impressive height, “are you? And how did you come to this place?”He stared at her with disbelieving eyes, and even at her full height he towered over her. She hadn’t ever met a man who made her feel small. It was a strange and delicious feeling.Then he spoke, his voice low and rich in timbre. “My name is Landon. I… a fae gave me a means by which I could enter your dreams. To meet you, Princess Aurelle.”“A fae sent you? To meet me?” Aurelle didn’t scoff aloud because she couldn’t disbelieve him. If she had created him, they wouldn’t be talking so much.At least, not with their mouths.An idea formed in her mind. She knew he wasn’t a dream she created, so she had to countenance him being real. The only way into the dream would be by the hand of someone with more magic than the hag of a witch who had cursed her.But all that was inconsequential beside the simple fact that Landon was a man and she hadn’t had a single erotic dream in ninety years.“And now that you’ve met me, what shall you do with me?” she inquired, taking a step forward with hips swaying.