I was still a little wobbly after my post-lunch 'lie down' with Mel and Pixie. But, despite the state of my legs, I whispered to myself, "Lead us not into temptation," and slipped out of their arms, knowing that Miss Sinn expected her will to be done and would not forgive us our trespasses if we three didn't focus on the new case. Mel and Pixie could scour...
Introduction In The first part of this story we followed the start of Sally Havery's career at The House of Octavia. Sally started work in the research department, helping to develop a new range of perfumes with aphrodisiac qualities. She was seduced by the mysterious Countess Octavia and gifted a special custom-made perfume. Now read on: * The sun strea...
Author's Note When I wrote The Rescue of Princess Lingonberry I had no idea it would be so well received. Usually what I find to be humorous tends to flop on this site. But to my amazement it's actually proving to be a rather popular fairy tale and a few people have even asked for a sequel. At first I struggled with the idea, thinking it would end up bei...
Someday my prince (princess?) will come * Author's Note I've been in a bit of a silly mood again and this time it has resulted in a fairy tale. It's a strange fairy tale, full of anachronisms, princesses who talk to animals, a ninja, and bits of my oddball humor. And it's all topped off with a suitably romantic fairy tale ending. There's also quite a buil...
The days sped by and Princess Rosebud thought that if she didn’t have Velvet, she would fly apart. Her father kept Velvet busy with preparations for the wedding and Sir Gordie needed her to help with the security details. She felt as if she were dying, as if it was only a matter of time before she would be attending a funeral – her own. Oh, Velvet. Only six...
Prologue Worried and not wanting to upset any of her step-sisters and her step-mother, Ella hurried out of her room from the dusty drafty attic given to her since her father's passing. Ella took each step with care as the boards creaked and shook under her weight. She stepped off onto the stone floor and into the corridor on the third floor and slowly walke...
West of France, 13th century... Martine wanted the usual morning ritual of lectures, dance practice, and boring lessons to start, but she knew it was not to happen today. Today was when she was to be informed of her duty. For many months she had gone through the same routine with about a dozen other girls. She looked around the ornately decorated room at th...
Authors Note: The Queen Consort named in this story is Elisabeth of Austria, married to Charles IX, who ruled France during a period of protestant uprisings, and lives in infamy for his vicious reprisals. His wife, though sharing his strong Catholic faith, was known for her piety, naivety and beauty. It is this innocence that makes her so attractive a figure...
To say that Saudi Princess Taja Hakim led a sheltered life would be the understatement of the century. Born on November 9, 1989, to Saudi Prince Ahmed Hakim and his Lebanese-born wife Princess Aamina Ali, the young Arabian Princess bred in metropolitan Riyadh was destined to live all over the place. Her parents spend most of their time between the Republic o...
She closed the dressing room door in a rather decisive manner and walked to me as I lent back against the dressing table. She took the glass from my hand and very deliberately placed it on the dresser. "Should I lock the door, Faye." "if that were possible, probably yes. But nobody has seen the key since Honor Blackman played here. Apparently the director...