Sneak Peek: Excerpt #5 from Tales of Enchantment

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Here is an excerpt from the book Tales of Enchantment by Kai Andersen.

Book Overview
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Red and the Huntsman

Red has turned eighteen, yet her mother (and everyone else) persists in seeing her as a little girl. She doesn’t know if it is because of her petite stature or something else.

When the man she is attracted to doesn’t see her as a woman, it’s the last straw. She will show them that she’s all grown up, and woman enough for her man.

The Question of Royalty

A lush, sensual, wet beauty arrives at his hunting lodge,...

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Excerpt from The Question of Royalty (Tales of Enchantment Book 2):

“Has –” Serena cleared her throat and tried again. “Has it happened before?” At Frederick’s blank look, she explained, “Peasant girls claiming to be princesses and all that.”

He snorted. “It happens all the time. But it became especially serious these last two years when I was out wife-hunting, to the point that I was ready to give up and forget all about it. But I couldn’t.” He was silent for a moment. “I’m the Crown Prince of Mithirien, and I have a duty to my family, to my lineage, and to my kingdom.”

The vise clamped tighter around Serena’s heart. This was what the queen was talking about last night — this duty. At the same time, her heart squeezed at the strained look on his face and in his eyes. How she wished she could take away all his burdens. No wonder he was always so serious. Even in his enjoyment of her body, he was so intense. The heavy weight of responsibility must have pressed down on him.

“So you’re looking for a princess to wife –”

“Not just any princess.” He strode swiftly to stand before her. “But a real princess.”

“Why?” Was that why he was marrying Giselda? Did she count as a real princess?

“I promised my mother. She was dying.”

“I’m sorry.” She offered her condolences in a quiet voice.

“It was a long time ago, about eight years. I guess I’m lucky, because I got to know her before … before …”

“You miss her.”

“She was a wonderful mother.”

“I’m sure she must have been.”

“I killed her.”

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