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Cupid's Enchantment [Naughty Cupid Book 1] [MultiFormat]
eBook by Michelle M. Pillow
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eBook Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
eBook Description:  Contrary to popular belief, Cupid is not a cute little cherub. And he'll take revenge on any who say differently. Just ask Ilar, Commander of the Lycaon guard? Lady Rhiannon's beauty is distracting suitors from her older sister and ruining her chances at marriage, so her father has her locked her away in a tower. Believing she is going crazy from the isolation, Rhiannon hears a frightful voice. The next thing she knows, she's waken up in a strange forest pursued by mythical wolf men. And, worst of all, their leader is taking her home with him. Ilar is irritated to discover an enchanted female--a human, their ancient hunters--disrupting his Lycan Guards. One sniff of this mortal's enchantment and the men go insane, trying to kill each for her hand. Only in making her his lover can the spell be broken. Ilar has no choice but to claim the female for his own. But who knows what will happen when Cupid's Enchantment is broken?. Rating: Contains explicit sex, graphic language, and violence.
eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, Published: 2005
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2006
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Words: 48013
Reading time: 137-192 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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ISBN: 158608321x
 
Chapter OneWales, Realm of Mortals, 1406 AD Lady Rhiannon of Weilshire looked out over the dismal courtyard of her castle home. The narrow slit in the thick wall made it hard to see, not that she'd been able to see anything from the height of the tall tower anyway. It had been raining for what seemed like weeks, never letting up once as the gray skies consumed the day hours with their dark foreboding. The ground had turned into a bottomless pit of sticky black mud, marred by the heavy tracking of horses and carts. It made for a very bleak view. Rhiannon had been banished, once again, to spend the day away from her father's guests. Pressing her cheek tightly to the slotted opening, she reached her hand through the thick wall to feel the outside of the castle. She was barely rewarded with a sprinkling of freezing water on her fingertips. Her father, Lord Orrell, was a Welsh Earl who hadn't been blessed with sons. Rhiannon was the younger of two daughters. Agrona, the eldest sister, would marry his heir. It was a very serious business, Agrona's marriage, and Lord Orrell didn't want the fairer sibling--again--ruining his chance at a proper alliance. Rhiannon frowned. She'd offer to cut off her own nose if they'd agree to let her come down from the tower. It wasn't her fault that every one of Agrona's suitors turned to her instead. It's not like she encouraged them, or wanted them. Unwed noblemen were a rarity at the moment and Lord Orrell couldn't afford to bind Rhiannon to one without first insuring Agrona's future. Rhiannon didn't have any desire to marry and was quite comfortable running around her father's keep--when she was allowed to run around. With a sigh, she brought her hand back inside. Pressing her nose into the crevice, she sniffed. The cold air hit against her face, stinging her cheeks to a sharp red. She knew she shouldn't stay away from the fire too long, lest she catch her death in the evening wind. But, as an exceptionally strong draft found its way to her, she smiled, and couldn't quite force herself to move away. * * * *Cupid's beady eyes narrowed in black mischief as he crawled his way over the lively main hall floor. Magic kept him partially hidden, but he didn't want to ruffle the tapestries and make his presence known. Damned humans spooked too easily. If it had been any other time, he would've gladly stirred up a mischievous wind just to watch them run away. Ah! Help! The devil approaches anon! he mimicked. He heard the cackling of his own pleasure in his head as he thought of the mortal cries. He almost chuckled aloud in his good humor. He knew he wasn't supposed to be in the mortal realm, but damned if it wasn't just too much fun! Then, shaking his head, he thought, Bah! Foolish humans. Anything unexplained was the devil. Pressing his long lips together, he searched the hall for the most horrendous of the mortal women. As he eyed the head table, his heart about stopped. A dreamy smile came to the troll's crinkled lips and he smacked them together. Now, there's a tasty little treat, he thought, as he stared at the large Goddess at the high table. She was wrapped in yards of clashing yellow silk. A touch of drool spilled over the side of his mouth, dripping to the floor like thick tree sap. A torch burned brightly behind the woman's head, making the frizzy strands of her most beautiful hair stick out like a banshee. Her nose hooked at the end in the most delectable way and the large mole on her chin had a glorious three hairs growing out of it. Three! The luckiest of numbers when it came to hairs and moles! Cupid sighed dreamily, loving the pull of her one eyebrow dipping over her narrow eyes. Musicians played a lively tune, but Cupid couldn't hear them over the frantic beating of his pea-sized heart. She was perhaps the most enchanting mortal he'd ever seen. Ah, but the fair temptress wouldn't be going with him this night. She was too beautiful and he was in search of an ugly maiden--the most repugnant female he could find. "Aye, he keeps 'er locked away in the tower," Cupid heard a burly man whisper. The troll stopped, changing his route to near a table of knights. The soldier who spoke tore a chunk of meat off a bone and then threw the scrap over his shoulder. It landed on the floor at Cupid's feet. The little troll smacked his lips, took the bone up, and gnawed at it in pleasure. These men might be mortals, but they sure knew how to live right. Cupid perked his tiny ears up as he crept closer to listen, the bone hanging halfway out of his lips. He sat beneath the large soldier's bench seat, surrounded by the satisfying perfume of sweaty feet. He continued to gnaw. The mortal court was much better than Lycaon's cleanly ways. Whoever heard of a law stating you must come to the table clean? Bah! Cupid thought with a repulsed shiver. He'd been kicked out of Lycaon more than once for not bathing. "Lord Orrell is afraid she'll turn away Lady Agrona's suitors," the knight continued. The men all looked at the high table where Cupid's temptress sat. Her thick lips chewed greedily on a hunk of meat. When she pulled the bite away, the lower half of her face was covered in grease. The men grimaced slightly as they watched the lady. Cupid sighed. It must be a terrible woman indeed to frighten a suitor away from such a lovely vision of womanly perfection. And to make grown soldiers shiver at the very thought of her! Slowly, a smile formed on his wrinkled face. A woman so hideous that she had to be locked away in a tower? A maiden like that was exactly what Cupid needed to avenge himself against Lord Ilar, Commander of the Lycans! Let his whole wolfen army go mad with lust for an unsightly woman. Let Ilar himself fall so madly in love that he would blindly mate with her! Aye, Cupid mused with enthusiasm. Let him degrade himself by choosing an ugly mortal for a lifemate! That will teach him to tease a troll!
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