Who Is Mistral Dawn?

Mistral Dawn is a thirty-something gal who has lived on both coasts of the US but somehow never in the middle. She currently resides in the Southeast US with her kitty cats (please spay or neuter! :-)) where she works as a hospital drudge and attends graduate school. Taken By The Huntsman is her first effort at writing fiction and if it is well received she has ideas for several more novels and short-stories in this series. Please feel free to visit her on FaceBook or drop her a line at mistralkdawn@gmail.com

Monday, October 26, 2015

#MondayMotivation #Excerpt!! :-)

Hey Everyone!! :-)

Here's a new excerpt for you.  Kate is getting more confident with her wardrobe choices here.  If you enjoy this little peek, you'll love what happens afterwards. ;-)

Captivated By The Winter King Excerpt:
When Ankou saw how his Anamchara was dressed he was stunned and all the blood in his head went straight to his groin. His jaw fell open and it was all he could do to keep from snatching her up and locking them both in their playroom for the rest of the night. She had always been stunning in his eyes, but the outfit she wore highlighted her physical perfection.

Delighted by his reaction, Kate grinned and twirled around. "What do you think?" she asked.

Swallowing, Ankou forced his dumbfounded brain to engage. His eyes traveled her entire length, from the toes of her spike-healed, black leather, thigh-high boots to the crown of black roses she wore in her scarlet hair. A narrow, ankle-length, black leather skirt covered her lower body, but tantalizing peeks of pale flesh flashed from behind a slit that ran from the bottom of the skirt up to the top of her left thigh. The skirt rode low on her hips, ending below her navel. For a bodice she wore a black leather corset. The top of the garment cupped and lifted her small breasts, presenting them perfectly with the leather rising just above her nipples. A strip of white skin at her waist was left exposed and seemed to be begging for him to run his fingers over it. As a final touch, she had added a floor-length leather cape to the ensemble. The collar of the cape rose high and framed her delicate features.

Studying her face, the Winter king realized she had also done something to make her eyes look bigger and her lips redder and fuller than usual. Stepping forward, he asked, "Are you wearing cosmetics?"

Her smile widening, Kate shook her head, "No. I plucked and shaped my eyebrows and put a little of one of your lubricants on my lips for a few minutes. I think the results are satisfactory."

A slow smile spread across his face and admiration shone from his eyes. Stepping forward, he claimed the lips in question with a passionate kiss. Pulling back, he looked down into her eyes and growled, "More than."