TIME SINGER – WYTCHFAE 4
Flossie Benton Rogers
A warrior’s blade,
a Wytchfae’s magic.
When a misfired spell sends her into the arms of an enemy warrior, Seraphina learns there’s never a wrong time for magical love.
A spell gone wrong…
Misfired magic sends Seraphina Clery to the distant past and straight into the arms of the warrior Aedar, where his clan mistakes her for the enemy. She only wishes to remain alive and find a way back home to the present day, until Aedar tangles with her emotions. Then she longs for him to know the truth about her. Will their growing passion make her want to stay in his time?
Aedar is bespelled with her beauty and can’t reconcile the real life woman with the priestess determined to destroy his people. When he learns they are not one and the same, the hurdle is even greater, for now time is running out, and he has dangerous secrets of his own. How will the couple react when forces threaten to unravel their time together? Will they be able to harness the power of magical love?
Opening Paragraph: Not long past midnight on the deserted Irish beach, a ghost drifted through Seraphina. Mesmerized, she turned to gaze after him—an ancient warrior, judging from his archaic clothes and the weapons hanging from his belt. When he paid her no mind, she shivered, and a nervous snicker escaped her lips. Although puny, the sound punctured the night, and she turned toward the sea, rubbing the goose bumps on her arms. There was no going back now.
Teaser: He tangled his fingers into her hair. “Seraphina. My woman of fire. You are a flame to me, drawing me closer and closer to the edge of eternity. I have waited a lifetime for you, love.”
“Benton Rogers has done it again! The strength of her characters draws you into the mythical world of Seraphina and Aedar, and will keep you turning the pages.”
Loretta C. Rogers, Author
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Flossie Benton Rogers is the author of the paranormal fantasy romance Wytchfae series. She is a former teacher and library director who enjoys spending time with family and seeing new places. She is always on the lookout for romantic, adventurous story ideas to share with readers. She is Sagittarius with a Taurus moon and Libra ascendant, or a 5th generation Floridian and freedom loving mystic. She began writing fairy tales as a child and is grateful for the opportunity to again pursue her passion by writing about faeries, demons, angels, goddesses, witches, dark guardians, ghosts & other magical beings.
Conjuring the Magic with Paranormal Fantasy Romance
BY J.E. WISEMAN
When Peter decides to advertise for a housemate to share his cabin in the woods, he doesn't expect a woman to answer and is surprised when Kate, a beautiful, sexy woman, young enough to be his daughter, shows up. He is determined not to let anything happen, but is tantalized by her seductive ways. Still, determined not to allow his passions control his behavior, he finds himself unable to resist when they have dinner and she gets drunk from too much wine. Still, reluctant to accept what is happening, Kate tells him she loves older men and he should see her as a gift sent to him. Though much older, Peter realizes this younger woman has much to teach him and learns what happens when you give up expectations and give in to what comes your way.
I live in a cabin in the woods that my wife and I built several years ago. She moved out last year and we got a divorce after twenty-five years of marriage. We’re still friends. We married young and gradually just drifted apart and life goes on. I’m a writer and have a couple of books published and a collection of poetry. I have a little following, but nothing major by any means. I teach writing at a local college and a few online courses. I’m fifty-two and in pretty good shape considering I love to eat and hate to exercise—except for working in my garden. I work hard out there and grow most of my own food. I live a pretty simple life, but one day I decided to get a housemate, someone to help with the mortgage payments. I put up a sign at the local food co-op with little slips at the bottom with my phone number that said ask for Peter. I didn’t get any calls, but when I checked my sign at the co-op a few times I saw that a few slips had been taken.
One Sunday afternoon, the phone rang and someone asked for Peter. I heard a woman’s voice, which sounded young. Answering her question, I said, “Yes, I am looking for a housemate, but didn’t think a woman would call.” I asked if she’d mind sharing the place with a man.
She said, “It all depends. I just arrived in town and need a place to live.”
I told her I was five miles out of town and gave her directions. While I was waiting, I picked up things, wiped the kitchen counter, put some dishes away and ran a brush around the toilet bowl. The place looked pretty good. About fifteen minutes later, a red Saab pulled up next to my old Subaru. I saw a young woman walking up the path, looking down at the ground, then up at the cabin. She wore a short denim skirt, a jean jacket and boots that came to her knees. She had long brownish hair, almost blonde. I opened the screen door as she approached and she looked up and smiled, “Hi. I’m Kate,” she said and shook my hand.
“Oh, wow, I love all the wood and the skylights,” she said as she entered and looked around.
She had a pretty face, high cheekbones, intense green eyes and freckles. Her long dusty-blonde hair came down well past her shoulders.
“So where would I stay, if I took it?” she asked.
“You’d have the whole other side of the cabin. Follow me and I’ll show you.”
When we entered the bedroom, she unzipped her jean jacket. She was wearing a tight black turtleneck and I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra because her nipples showed through her shirt. She’s really built, I thought, noticing how her grapefruit-sized tits strained the material of her shirt.
She finished her wine and asked if I minded if she poured another glass. Luckily, it was a large bottle. I shook my head, and she poured herself another glass and filled mine. I liked that she was feeling comfortable. When we finished eating, she picked up our bowls and took them to the sink. I noticed that she staggered slightly. Again, I couldn't help looking at her luscious ass while she washed our dishes.
She glanced at me looking at her. I think she knew I liked what I was seeing. She smiled then went back to washing the bowls, humming to herself.
I moved to my recliner in front of the wood stove, turned on the lamp behind me, picked up my magazine, leaned back and tried to read it, trying to get my mind off of her body. I’ve got to control myself. I can’t let anything happen. She’s younger than my daughter.
While I was reading, Kate came to where I was sitting and stood in front of me, pressing her knees against my legs. She looked down at me with a little smile. Her crotch was at eye level. I looked up at her and tried not to look at her tits and the nipples poking her tight shirt. She didn’t say anything but just pressed her knees harder against my leg. “I think I’m drunk.”
“Oh,” I said.
“And horny,” she added. “When I get drunk like this all I want to do is fuck.”
I was stunned by her bluntness. She got down on her knees, took the magazine off of my lap, spread my legs apart and put her hand on my cock. She bit her lower lip and looked into my eyes. I was already aroused from looking at her, but when she started rubbing my cock, I could feel myself getting bigger and harder. I didn’t move. I can’t believe this is happening. I can't let this happen.
“I saw how you were looking at me, Peter.” She gazed into my eyes while she moved her hand up and down my bulging cock. “Hmm, I love how your cock feels. It feels so big and hard.”
I didn't know what to do, but loved how her hand felt and couldn't believe how hard my cock was. I knew I should stop this, but couldn't. My cock was throbbing.
She stood up and straddled my legs, sat down and pressed her crotch against my cock and started grinding.
I should push her away and stop this from happening. I was trying desperately to control myself, but instead of pushing her away, I grabbed her round ass and pulled her into me and started grinding my cock into her as she rubbed herself against me.
“Oh, fuck. This feels sooooo good,” she moaned before leaning forward and kissing me. Her insistent tongue penetrated my mouth. “Come on, Peter, kiss me,” she said, looking hungrily into my eyes.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
J.E. Wiseman is a prolific author of erotica and romance who has lived an adventurous life as a merchant seaman, teacher, farmer and baker. He started writing poetry and stories when he was nine and is now widely published. His many books are filled with keen observations and provocative ideas that explore the hidden needs and desires of intriguing characters. After living in the woods in an off-the grid cabin for twelve years where he grew most of his own food, he is now living in a small pentagon shaped cabin overlooking a trout pond where he writes every morning beginning at four o' clock.
FACE TO FACE
BY ARIANA GAYNOR
After four years of constant instant messaging and video chats, Jess Thomas is ready to meet Ash James in person.
Too bad he isn’t on board with the idea.
But when she’s offered the job opportunity of a lifetime, and it just happens to be located in his town, she’s ready to tempt fate. Fate is fickle though. If you don’t move at her speed she’ll give you a good push.
A woman in distress doesn’t sit well with Ash, and the one being accosted is the last person he expects to see. At least not on this side of a computer screen.
Jess’s first in-person meeting with Ash doesn’t go exactly as she hoped. Will he let her explain herself when their paths cross again and forgive her?
Does their future stand a chance?
“Dan, you need to move your hand.”
He pawed at her as soon as they got around the corner of the building, into the shadows. “Stop it, Dan. Go home. This isn’t happening, not tonight, not ever. Am I being clear enough for you?”
She heard people leaving the bar next-door and hoped the interruption would make Dan give up. Apparently, he wasn’t bothered by the possibility of being caught assaulting someone. He continued to push her, trying to get under her jacket.
“You don’t mean that, doll. We clicked, didn’t we? We just need some privacy to get to know each other better.”
She pushed at him, trying to shove him away. “Knock it off, you asshole. I said no, and that’s what I meant.”
“Hey, buddy, the lady said no. Back off!”
The deep voice booming from behind Dan was all too familiar. Oh shit! Just the person I didn’t want to run into. Jess had to think fast, she had to find a way to get out of the situation unseen.
“Mind your own business!”
“The lady said no, you need to move on, or I’ll make you move on.”
“Buddy, you need to leave us alone. We don’t need you butting in where you aren’t wanted.”
“I think we need to let the lady decide what she wants. Ma’am, now’s the time to leave if you’re going to.”
Ash walked toward them, and Dan dropped his hold. Jess took advantage of Ash’s interference and backed a few steps deeper into the shadows—hoping Ash couldn’t see her.
Keeping her voice a little gruff, she hoped he wouldn’t realize who she was. “Thanks, mister.” She took off for her car as fast as she could without running. She had to get away in case Ash walked to the back of the lot to make sure she got to her car, which is something she knew he would do.
Ash’s voice carried across the parking lot. “You better get out of here, before someone calls the cops. Don’t try to follow her either. I’ll be waiting for you to leave.”
“I’m going, asshole. The bitch isn’t worth my time anyway.” Dan stormed off to his car, gunned the motor as he started the engine then quickly tore out of the lot.
Jess tried to get her hands to still so she could get the key in the ignition of her vehicle. They weren’t cooperating. “Shit, come on, get yourself together. If he sees you, tonight is only going to get worse.” Talking to herself seemed to work. She slid the key into the slot, turned it smoothly, and the motor started immediately. With a quick look in her mirrors, she put the car in reverse.
Bam! The sudden stop confused her at first. Looking into her rearview mirror again, she saw the rear end of a truck illuminated in the red glare of her taillights. “Where did he come from?” There hadn’t been anyone behind her when she put her car in gear.
“Perfect!” She dropped her head to the steering wheel. “This is just wonderful. What else can go wrong?”
Tap, tap, tap. “Ma’am, are you okay?”
Oh my God, there is what else can go wrong.
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Ariana Gaynor has worked in the literary industry for fourteen years.
She spends her time in Central Ohio, loving her kids, along with her dog Shadow, lizard Izzy, and helping other authors.
Once the house is quiet and work is over she spends her time writing.
She started reading her mother’s Harlequin and Silhouette romances in junior high, and then moved on to horror and suspense stories from Edgar Allan Poe, Steven King, Clive Barker, Ann Rice, and James Patterson.
Sewing, crocheting, and knitting are a few hobbies she enjoys.
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