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

Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Holiday #Sale Of Taken By The Huntsman! Only #99cents! #LastDay!


Hey Everyone!! :-)

Today is the last day Taken By The Huntsman is on sale for only 99 cents! It's been a couple of years since I dropped the price that low, and I don't know when I'll do it again. So, click on the link below and make sure you don't miss out! :-)

If you already have a copy, but know a friend who might enjoy an adult fairy tale, why not give them a copy? It's the day after Christmas and you just realized you forgot to get a gift for someone? Here you go! And it will be in your inbox in minutes. Did you give someone a new Kindle for Christmas? Well, don't give it to them empty! Here's an inexpensive way to give them their first taste of Kindle reading. Did you get a Kindle for Christmas and you don't know what to read first? Well, why not start out with a romantic love story you can own for only 99 cents? ;-)

Also, the whole series is available through Kindle Unlimited, so if you're a member you can read it for free! Happy Holidays!!


Excerpt from Taken By The Huntsman:
Jumping to his feet, he caused his Anamchara to back up a step. The look in his eyes was dangerous, and she was suddenly unsure of herself. He stalked towards her with all the liquid grace of the predator that he was, and she retreated until she found herself backed against a wall.

She looked up into his face and saw that his green eyes were glowing. Leaning towards her, he put his hands on the wall on both sides of her, caging her within his embrace. Unaccountably, she found herself getting aroused and was horrified. How could she be turned on at such a time?

Cadeyrn scented Cassie’s growing desire and a snarl trickled from between his lips. He opened his mouth to better catch the scent, and Cassie saw that his canines seemed to have lengthened. She gasped.

The Erlking lowered his face to her neck and inhaled deeply. Cassie ducked her head. Her heart was beating a mile a minute, but she felt an answering throb for each pulse from between her legs. Moisture gathered as her arousal grew, and she rubbed her thighs together. Her breath caught as she raised her hands and put them against his chest. She didn’t push him away, but she kept them there as a barrier.

He skimmed his lips up the side of her throat, teasing her with the tips of his fangs. Breathing into her ear, he whispered, “This is what I mean when I say you enjoy being chased. You are excited to be pursued and aroused by being trapped. Do you dare deny this, when the scent of your desire hangs so heavily on you?”

Cassie shuddered as Cadeyrn nipped her earlobe and caressed it with his tongue. Gasping, she felt her knees wobble. When she tried to swallow, her mouth was too dry.




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