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Twisted Fairytales M/M Bundle
Twisted Fairytales M/M Bundle
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Binding the beast:
Beaumont is a drama queen at the best of times and when he is robbed and left in the middle of the French countryside, he's definitely out of his element. A rent boy for some of the wealthiest Parisian nobles, he knows very little about taking care of himself. Luckily, he manages to find his way to a large, rural castly where he finds aid in the form of Auberon, a nobleman cursed with the visage of a beast.
Auberon immediately becomes attracted to the beautiful young man who shares many of his predilections and allows him to take control of their relationship, fulfilling all of his wildest fantasies in the process.
Jack and the Giant:
When Jack decides to attend a rural university while he tries for his degree in animal medicine, he also inherits his great uncle's house. With the house comes a beat up old car that he happily sells to a strange old woman for a little bit of money. When he wakes up the next morning, he finds the pile of bills has somehow disappeared from his nightstand and in its place is a large, strangely shaped seed and a note promising that if he plants the seed he will have a fortune beyond his wildest dreams.
Dejected but without any other options that he can think of, Jack plants it and goes to bed. The very next morning, he wakes to find a truly massive tangle of vines stretching into the clouds. As any adventurous young man would do, he decides to climb it and finds that things are a lot larger above the clouds. When he's caught exploring a huge house by the equally huge homeowner, it turns out that the man is just as curious about Jack, who fits into the palm of his hand, as Jack is by the giant.
His Big Bad Wolf:
After putting up with yet another tepid attempt at seduction by one of his dates, Red realizes what he's been missing. Shouldn't there have been teeth in his neck and claws digging into his hips, maybe some growled promises about all the bruises he'd have later? Humans, he realizes, are terribly boring. Red decides he should probably date a little closer to home and as he was essentially raised by a pack of werewolves, dating closer to home means trying to find a wolf who's interested in his skinny human ass.
The only problem is that Red is not really a wolf's typical type. The sort of humans you see hanging off the arm of a werewolf are usually either devastatingly handsome or nauseatingly wealthy. Still, you can't blame a guy for trying. And failing. He starts out with good intentions: go to the local werewolf club, try and meet some guys, maybe get a few numbers. He ends up sitting on a bar stool all night making pathetic googoo eyes at the werewolf bartender (who is painfully sexy and way out of his league). Of course Red would fall for the only Alpha in the place, leaving him to try and convince the handsome man he's not a werewolf obsessed sex pervert but a rational human being who just wants a chance at love. Easier said than done when you're the sort of person who can't open your mouth without putting your foot into it.
Beaumont is a drama queen at the best of times and when he is robbed and left in the middle of the French countryside, he's definitely out of his element. A rent boy for some of the wealthiest Parisian nobles, he knows very little about taking care of himself. Luckily, he manages to find his way to a large, rural castly where he finds aid in the form of Auberon, a nobleman cursed with the visage of a beast.
Auberon immediately becomes attracted to the beautiful young man who shares many of his predilections and allows him to take control of their relationship, fulfilling all of his wildest fantasies in the process.
Jack and the Giant:
When Jack decides to attend a rural university while he tries for his degree in animal medicine, he also inherits his great uncle's house. With the house comes a beat up old car that he happily sells to a strange old woman for a little bit of money. When he wakes up the next morning, he finds the pile of bills has somehow disappeared from his nightstand and in its place is a large, strangely shaped seed and a note promising that if he plants the seed he will have a fortune beyond his wildest dreams.
Dejected but without any other options that he can think of, Jack plants it and goes to bed. The very next morning, he wakes to find a truly massive tangle of vines stretching into the clouds. As any adventurous young man would do, he decides to climb it and finds that things are a lot larger above the clouds. When he's caught exploring a huge house by the equally huge homeowner, it turns out that the man is just as curious about Jack, who fits into the palm of his hand, as Jack is by the giant.
His Big Bad Wolf:
After putting up with yet another tepid attempt at seduction by one of his dates, Red realizes what he's been missing. Shouldn't there have been teeth in his neck and claws digging into his hips, maybe some growled promises about all the bruises he'd have later? Humans, he realizes, are terribly boring. Red decides he should probably date a little closer to home and as he was essentially raised by a pack of werewolves, dating closer to home means trying to find a wolf who's interested in his skinny human ass.
The only problem is that Red is not really a wolf's typical type. The sort of humans you see hanging off the arm of a werewolf are usually either devastatingly handsome or nauseatingly wealthy. Still, you can't blame a guy for trying. And failing. He starts out with good intentions: go to the local werewolf club, try and meet some guys, maybe get a few numbers. He ends up sitting on a bar stool all night making pathetic googoo eyes at the werewolf bartender (who is painfully sexy and way out of his league). Of course Red would fall for the only Alpha in the place, leaving him to try and convince the handsome man he's not a werewolf obsessed sex pervert but a rational human being who just wants a chance at love. Easier said than done when you're the sort of person who can't open your mouth without putting your foot into it.
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