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Little Red [MultiFormat]
eBook by Emma Sinclair
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eBook Category: Erotica/Romance
eBook Description:  When Little Red Riding Hood headed into the forest on the way to her Grandmother's house, she met the big bad wolf and almost met a very untimely end. When Scarlet Hood gets lost on the way to her Grandmother's house, she gets way more than she ever expected in the form of her sexy savior, Tyler Carver. Tyler may be the big bad wolf, but Scarlet discovers that when it comes to pleasure, he's actually very, very good.
eBook Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press, Published: 2006
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2006
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [635 KB], eReader (PDB) [100 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [64 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [61 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [111 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [124 KB], hiebook (KML) [240 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [139 KB], iSilo (PDB) [54 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [80 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [124 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [92 KB]
Words: 20854
Reading time: 59-83 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 1-59374-487-0
 
"Emma Sinclair has done a great job at taking one a favorite fairy tale, throwing in a shape-shifting man, adding some erotic fun, and coming out with an imaginative tale. There will be readers out there wishing they had a grandmother's house to visit via some enchanted woods. 4 Angels!"--Shayley, Fallen Angel Reviews
"Little Red is not your average fairy tale and definitely not the simple Mother Goose story. Tyler is sexy and hot from his head to his toes with a sensuality that just emanates from every pore. Scarlet is having a really bad day, but it gets a lot better when she meets Tyler. The love scenes are so hot and steamy they will fog up the screens and burn out your circuits. Emma Sinclair has put a creative and erotic twist on the classic children's tale and readers will want to keep this one for their own personal bedtime story. Blue Ribbon Rating: 4."--Angel, Romance Junkies
Chapter 1 Once upon a time... Scarlet Hood was miserable. She was wet, she was hungry, and she was cranky. She was also very lost. "Stupid forest," she muttered under her breath as her brand new red suede pumps sunk deeper into the mud. As if the gods were conspiring against her, it rained even harder. Why had it seemed like such a good idea when she got out of her car to walk? The woods were nice. They were peaceful. She'd always loved the wilderness. She hiked her bag a little bit higher up on her shoulder and slogged forward. She cursed her stupid ex-boyfriend and her stupid ex-roommate with every step she took. Anger was good. Anger was much better than the tears she was afraid would fall once she stopped moving. Lightning flashed and thunder crackled directly overhead. She jumped and spun around, as if she'd somehow be able to defend herself against a thousand volts of electricity. Instead, she ended up on her ass in a big puddle of mud. "Damn it," she yelled to the world. "Damn it, damn it, damn it." She accompanied each curse with a slap of her hands directly into the mud puddle. Obviously that didn't do much to help her appearance. As if being wet weren't bad enough, now she was wet and covered with mud. And she still didn't have a freaking clue where in the hell she was. "Hey there." The voice startled her and she yelped. Women who lived in New York City until four hours ago did not yelp. "What are you doing here? Who are you?" She could barely make out the shape of a man standing at the edge of the woods, not quite on the path. When the lightning flashed, she saw that he was leaning against a tree, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and one foot crossed in front of the other. He was so ... feral. And she was pretty sure that he was laughing at her. She hated him on sight, even if he was the only other person in these Godforsaken woods. She rolled over, mentally calculating the cost of her now ruined outfit and got to her feet. She only slipped a few times in the process. "Need any help?" "Don't you have anything better to do with your time than harass women in the middle of a storm?" Lightning flashed again just as she looked his way. She almost found herself flat on her ass in the mud once again. The corner of his mouth was hitched up in a wry smile. She had no doubts about it now. He was definitely laughing at her. His hair was dark, and he wore nothing more than jeans and a white tee shirt that was completely soaked, doing nothing to hide the sculpted muscles underneath. In short, he was gorgeous. Scarlet found herself hating him even more. She tried her best to look appropriately haughty as she turned to once again trudge on her way, but as soon as she took one step forward, she realized she had a problem. Her shoe hadn't come with her. Once again, she found herself on the ground. This time, face down in the mud. The rumble of laughter that followed her completely unbecoming swan dive didn't even anger her. She was so beyond angry, she did the only thing she could. She burst into tears. * * * *Oh shit. Now she was crying. Tyler Carver hated crying women. And he felt like the world's biggest ass for making her cry. "Hey, are you all right?" He still had to work a little bit to keep the laughter out of his voice. The thought of her nose so high in the air, he had to wonder how she wasn't getting rainwater up it; slapping head first into the mud was a sight he wasn't going to forget for quite a long time. She didn't answer him, just continued with her sniffling and bawling. Then she started to talk to herself. "Like my day couldn't get any worse. What did I do to deserve this? Huh? Please tell me?" He didn't know if she was actually asking him but he felt it best not to answer. He approached her from the side, carefully, like he'd approach a skittish animal. "Was I a horrible person in a past life? Did I do somebody wrong?" He still didn't answer her, but he almost jumped backwards when she turned her head his way. She sniffled and used her forearm to swipe away her tears. If she looked unattractive and bedraggled before, when she swiped her hand across her face and left a big trail of mud, she became downright scary.
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