Happy 2011! We start off with a debut author from Total-E-Bound who is going to tell us about fairy tale wicked step-mothers. Make sure to check out her super-hot story, releasing January 3rd!
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Heather, I’d like to thank you for letting me guest post. Doing typical promo would probably be appropriate. But I’m an erotic writer. Appropriate isn’t in my vocabulary.
So for this post I was thinking, step-mothers get a bad rep. Is there any way they could be redeemed?
Well, naturally.
So I’ll start with the most notorious. Cinderella’s. Maybe the poor woman wasn’t as evil as she seemed.
“Cinderella, that boy’s up to no good.”
God love her, but the girl was beautiful. Her own daughters couldn’t hold a candle to her beauty, but she was a naïve little thing.
Tossing her golden locks over one shoulder, Cinderella met her gaze with a disparaging smirk. “You don’t know anything about him. And you’re not my mother.”
How many times had she heard that? And still she hadn’t learned.
If only Cinderella could be like her own daughters, sweet and innocent and too wrapped up in their studies to get into trouble.
“Have you finished your chores?” The step-mother knew she hadn’t. She never did. “You know the rules, you can’t leave the house until…”
“Father isn’t home and you can’t make me do anything. I’m not a servant.”
And with that the young girl traipsed out. The step-mother sighed. There was no help for it; her step-daughter would be ruined.
“Why does a frown weigh on those pretty lips, dear wife?”
With a long stride, her husband crossed the room and took her in his arms. She rested against his hard chest and sighed.
“I just wish I could be a better mother to your daughter, my love.”
His heavy laughter vibrated right through her. “So loving, yet so naïve. Cinderella was fully grown before you blessed my life, my dear. She’s just like her mother. Let her heart get broken a time or two. She’ll learn.”
The step-mother couldn’t help but smile up at him. “Perhaps then, she will find a man as wonderful as you.”
The purest love lit his dark blue eyes. His hand covered her swollen belly. “A man as wonderful as our son will be.”
She wanted to tell him that no son of hers would be cursed with a woman as shallow as his daughter, but the words escaped her as his hand drifted lower. The prince and the kingdom be damned. Let them have their soiled princess. She had all she wanted right here.
Of course, in this scenario, Cinderella probably has something interesting going on in the background, but the point is, the step-mother isn’t a monster. She’s just a woman who fell in love with a man who had a kid. And the kid’s a PITA.
So here’s a shout out to all the misunderstood step-moms. Hope you’re getting some good lovin’ to make up for the bad rep.
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Bianca Sommerland was born and raised in Montreal, Quebec. When not reading neurotically or writing as though the fate of the world rests on her keyboard, she is either watching hockey or teaching her daughters the beauty of a classic, steel pony while reminiscing about her days in Auto Body Mechanics.
Her time is balanced with utmost care between normal family life, and the internal paranormal realm where her characters reside. For the most part, she succeeds. She is currently working on a risqué new ménage novel called, EMBRACING EVIL. You can find her at her BLOG where you can check out her contest. |
Rosemary Entwined blurb
One kiss might save her, but if Rosemary has to lose even one of her men, she doesn’t want a prince.
The only role of Rosemary's nest of men is to feed her insatiable hunger for lust, but that's not what she wants for them. Or what they want from her. While Rosemary presses for them to live their own lives, they each find ways to steal into her heart. With the threat of her mother's nest hanging over them, Rosemary decides to surrender to the love they offer and focus on building their combined strength to stand against the inevitable attacks.
When her control over her powers slips, another problem arises. The nest is incomplete. A prince must be chosen, and if he is not among her men, she'll be forced to let one of them go.
She once feared her heart wasn't big enough to hold them all. Now she fears she's not strong enough to release even one. Even if it costs her her life.
