Beauty & the Beast, Snow White, and Rapunzel as you've never seen them before.
In a magical kingdom far away, there lived cursed princes, warrior women, and powerful heroes. This three-book collection features sexy gender swapped retellings of the classic fairy tales: Beauty & the Beast, Snow White, and Rapunzel. The heroes have become heroines, the heroines have become heroes, and nothing is as it seems.
Handsome and the Beast: This gender swapped fairy tale for adults features sexy FFM threesomes, beastly makeovers, and a tale that’s older than time.
Snow Truer Love: This mature romance features sexy adventures, feisty dwarves, and the most beautiful love of all.
Hair Apparent: This sexy novella for adults includes high-risk hijinks, dangerous creatures who pun, and a love that even magic can’t predict.
These STANDALONE novellas can be read in any order. There are no cliffhangers, and each short ends as it should: happily ever after.
Sexy Gender Swapped Fairy Tales Volume II is a three book collection.This collection combines a historical setting with humor, magic, danger, and love in a page-turning adventure which draws readers to want to read the rest of the series. It does have explicit sex scenes, so please be aware of that before you agree to translate the book.
A rain-soaked figure kicked its way through the door, sending a spray of splinters and water across the newly-mopped floorboards.
“Welcome home, Mom,” Quinn said, not glancing up as he prepared a rabbit for dinner. He resisted the urge to sigh despondently at the now-dirty floor he’d have to wash again. Mother’s already riled up; there’s no need to set off her temper by complaining.
The home he shared with his mother was modest: only one main room that served as kitchen, living room and foyer with a small bedroom off the side. Quinn was proud he was able to keep it spotless, despite his mother’s constant efforts to be as abusive and inconsiderate as possible.
Quinn’s mother, Beatrice, was not to be trifled with. She was short and advanced in years, but had a mean streak and a way with a belt that had served her well as a widow with two children. She also had a history of selling off her kids when her bill at the pub went too high. Quinn barely remembered his sister, only a vague memory of angry, raised voices from the other room. But the day fifteen years ago when his mother left with his sister and came back with four goats and a victorious smile was always branded on his memory. He got a postcard from his sister every year or so, telling him she was all right, but she never answered Quinn’s pleas to take him in. After a few years, he stopped asking and instead concentrated on making himself so invaluable that his mother could never afford to sell him.
“Quinn, get that supper finished!” Beatrice growled through yellow teeth. She dropped her muddy shawl to the floor in a heap. “Listen while you cook. I’ve got some good news for you.” She turned her head to the side, wringing out her long grey hair. The puddle forming at her feet was muddy with a greasy sheen.
Shit. Quinn’s blood ran cold.
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Translated by Benedetta Alciato
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