ABOUT THE BOOK
A Unique Magical, Erotic Novel @ 53, 207 Words
When dreams haunt you in the most delicious ways and fate pulls you into destiny’s path, what can be done other than to accept and submit to it.
When dreams haunt you in the most delicious ways and fate pulls you into destiny’s path, what can be done other than to accept and submit to it.
Can Iria truly get what she’s always dreamed of or will it always
just remain a memory? Being a rare creature such as her with exceptional beauty
and rarity of existence should be enough. Though, all she wants is her desire,
her destiny…
To be with a man—one man.
Are these dreams she’s having real? Could she really take on human
form and become a Lady to be with the man she craves?
Dezso discovers a magical creature—a being of incredible light and
peace. He is drawn to it again and again, and his feelings grow with every
encounter. He carries a dark secret that he wishes never existed. The only
thing that truly brings light upon his existence is the beauty that warms his
heart but seems to only exist in his head—with dreams and visions of a magical
woman, full of heartwarming light.
Will he ever know true love and happiness? Will he ever be able to
lighten the weight and share his dark secret with another...?
Darkness is growing stronger, weakening the light and killing off
what makes the world a beautiful place to live in. Enter a world of fantasy and
dreams, passions and temptations. A world where dragons, unicorns, magic and
mermaids really do exist.A world where love WILL conquer all!
EXCERPT
IRIA
Whenever
the moon is full and shining at its brightest, I always
dream of myself, basking in the colors and brilliance of a rainbow. In these
dreams, a man always appears, right when the rainbow disappears. He always
walks over to the crystal clear pool of water and strips down to his skin.
Baring a perfectly sculpted masterpiece for my eyes to feast upon, appreciate
and remember.
Oh, how I yearn to go to him while
he is under the falls, bathing in nature’s finest, purest of waters. Look into
his dark blue eyes, which always end up beneath a curtain of darkness that
reaches his shoulders, wet and calling me to touch it. To bring his magnificent
body flush against mine. I envision caressing his tanned flesh and licking
every sparkle of water from all of the warmest places on his body. I would
start from the top: his ears, chin, cheeks and lips—and work my way down. Never
getting past his center, because that is where I know he will get the most
pleasure from my attentions.
The sounds he makes are just as
arousing as he is. His sighs of pleasure at times, would seem as if he is in
pain. I would take away that glorious pain by giving him even more exhilarating
pleasure. Then, he will whisper my name, so sweet from his lips, so sensual, so
erotic and thrilling as he reaches his completion, feeding me the finest nectar
I have ever tasted.
This dream is always so very
intoxicating. It makes me feel so powerful, so satisfied. But alas—it is all
only a dream. All of it, something I can never have and never experience—it
hurts me to my core. I feel empty and alone. Especially, the times when he
whispers, “Lady.” I do not know who he calls from those full lips. But I want
it to be me. I always want it to be me…
During the times when I have these
dreams, I embody the form of a goddess. I have white blonde hair that flows to
my knees, the bluest of eyes and succulent lips-the type of lips only meant for
kissing and sucking. I possess two perfectly pert breasts with the pinkest of
nipples that would tempt any man into visions of suckling them.
This perfect body of mine is
covered in the palest of skin, enfolding some luscious curves that would put an
hourglass to utter shame. I walk on two legs instead of four. No more tail or
hooves. No more horn on my head or whinnies coming from my muzzle. It is all so
very odd. Yet, it feels so very good, so right. As if I was born this way with
a lifetime of practice, walking on two legs and swaying my hips to tempt and
tease.
The very best part of this human
form is two of my limbs have hands. Hands can do so many glorious things! I
remember I once used them to explore my own goddess form and I felt everything.
The new skin under my fingers felt so hairless and would prickle with bumps
when I reached my breasts. My entire frame would also shiver when I touched my
nether region.
I want him to touch me like this. I
crave it. He has never touched me in my dreams. He always holds his hands,
shaped into fists tightly at his sides. As if he is afraid that if he touches
me, I will disappear. So, he restrains himself.
I do not want restraint. I wish for
him to unleash his full passion on my dream self while it is here. No man would
ever desire a unicorn’s body to be theirs. To own and worship. No. They desire
their own kind. Human flesh and human blood.
Oh,
how I wish I was a woman—his woman.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
A.R. was born and raised in Bronx, NY and is the oldest
daughter of two girls. She holds an Associate’s
Degree in Computer Science and Information Technology, which was only briefly
used. She’s
a mother of two entertaining teen boys (as well as a lovely fawn Chihuahua,
whom she considers her furry daughter.) She’s
also a wife to a delightfully handsome and amazingly funny man-beast. She loves
anything dragon and fantasy related. In her free time she enjoys exercising,
writing, listening to music, hiking, cooking, dancing and reading. She also
loves a great adventure in and out of a book!
She writes to free her mind of its constant wondering and clutter. She thrives
on the fact she can share some of it with readers that have the same passion
for a great story.
She also loves to hear from her reader’s
and chat away, so feel free to reach out to her any time.
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