{"id":233,"date":"2014-12-30T19:35:13","date_gmt":"2014-12-31T00:35:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/circlet.com\/?page_id=233"},"modified":"2014-12-30T19:35:13","modified_gmt":"2014-12-31T00:35:13","slug":"like-hearts-enchanted-edited-by-kathleen-tudor-cecilia-tan","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/circlet.com\/?page_id=233","title":{"rendered":"Like Hearts Enchanted edited by Kathleen Tudor &#038; Cecilia Tan"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/circlet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/like_hearts_enchanted_cover_400x600.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/circlet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/like_hearts_enchanted_cover_iconsize.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"100\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a>ebook $5.99<br \/>\nISBN 9781613900550<br \/>\n29,490 words<\/p>\n<p>[wp_eStore_add_to_cart id=52]<\/p>\n<p>The ebook edition is also available at: <a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Like-Hearts-Enchanted-Fantasy-Selections-ebook\/dp\/B00886TA0Y?ie=UTF8&amp;*Version*=1&amp;*entries*=0&amp;redirect=true\">Amazon<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.barnesandnoble.com\/w\/like-hearts-enchanted-cecilia-tan\/1111370077?ean=2940014727716\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Barnes &amp; Noble<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.smashwords.com\/books\/view\/170978\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Smashwords<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/store.kobobooks.com\/en-us\/ebook\/like-hearts-enchanted-erotic-tales-of-love-and-magic-1\">Kobo <\/a>&amp; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.allromanceebooks.com\/product-likeheartsenchantederotictalesofloveandmagic-814113-362.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">AllRomanceEbooks<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p><strong>About the Book:<\/strong><br \/>\nLove is a universal ideal transcending time and place and occasionally even dimensions. Anyone who has ever been in love knows that there is something magical about it, but what happens when real magic gets involved in matters of the heart? From love spells, to the ability to open the eyes and the mind, to a special little something that can make you downright irresistible, anything is possible when magic and love mingle.<\/p>\n<p>Prepare to be enchanted and aroused as these five original short stories help you answer the important questions, like \u201cWhat if love is right in front of you, and all you need to do is let it in?\u201d, \u201cWhat happens when you mix steampunk, love potions, and a sexy strip tease?\u201d, and of course, \u201cWhat\u2019s the best course of action if you accidentally summon a demon of lust into your living room?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sweet love will take you by surprise in \u201cViolets\u201d by Annabeth Leong. In \u201cSummer\u2019s Breath\u201d by Deb Atwood, love, magic, and need intertwine and show you a hidden world. Heart\u2019s desire is not always what it seems in \u201cKnight of Her Dreams\u201d by Kathleen Tudor. \u201cBy the Book\u201d by Elizabeth Thorne takes us on a laugh-out-loud journey through lust, and delivers us to Ann Foster\u2019s \u201cThe Captain,\u201d a steampunk romance with a twist.<\/p>\n<p>True love, red-hot sex, enlightenment, salvation, or anything in between; when matters of the heart and matters of magic collide, watch out! Love is in the air, and these five tales of love, sex, and enchantment will capture your senses and whisk you away to a world (or worlds) where anything is possible.<\/p>\n<p>Look under the cut for a hot excerpt!<span id=\"more-4073\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p><!--more-->EXCERPT FROM \u201cSummer\u2019s Breath\u201d by Deb Atwood<\/p>\n<p>It wasn\u2019t fair.<\/p>\n<p>Amaranth looked down at the pale pink stone that hung from her silver bracelet, touching it lightly and feeling a gentle pulse of warmth. She was in the right place. When she lifted her head and let her gaze stray to the man who sat across the room from her, the stone pulsed again more strongly, a quiet statement of <em>yes. Him.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>His dark hair was cut neatly, but shaped to fall raggedly across his forehead. A denim jacket had been tossed over the back of the chair, leaving him clad in only a faded t-shirt that had been pushed up to bare his stomach, and faded, paint-stained jeans which were open at the crotch, his cock tugged free as a young man knelt between his legs and swallowed him deeply.<\/p>\n<p>It was possible he was bi, she decided. Or that there was some other reason for this.<\/p>\n<p>Like the way his fingers tangled in the younger man\u2019s hair, twisting and tight, tugging roughly until the younger man moaned loudly. For all that he sprawled there relaxed in the chair, Amaranth saw a light come into him at each moan, as if that was what he sought more than the blow job itself.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHe doesn\u2019t like it when folks stare, darling.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThen he shouldn\u2019t do it like he wants them to,\u201d Amaranth snapped, cheeks warming brightly as she turned from the scene to look at the waitress. A small napkin was laid down, and a drink on top of it. Amaranth blinked, touching the small bright pink pick that stabbed through a twist of lemon and had what looked like an erect cock as the handle. \u201cI didn\u2019t order anything.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The waitress dropped into the other chair, uninvited, rubbing at a spot on the table that didn\u2019t need cleaning. \u201cNope, you didn\u2019t, but you looked like you needed something anyway. I\u2019m Honey. You\u2019re new here.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAm\u2014Amy.\u201d Amaranth stumbled over her own name, deciding at that moment that standing out because of a strange name wasn\u2019t going to help her mission at all. \u201cAnd yes, I\u2019m new here. I\u2019m not even sure exactly where\u2014or what\u2014here is.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Honey smiled, all bright eyes and white teeth, her pale hair in a soft frizz around her face that made her look something like the porn star girl next door. \u201cIt\u2019s Purgatory, and you\u2019re here on amateur night. But he won\u2019t ever take on someone new, not in public, not like this.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTake on?\u201d Amaranth frowned.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAs a submissive. He doesn\u2019t play with strangers.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Amaranth rolled that around in her mind, toying with unfamiliar words and concepts. She\u2019d find out later\u2014understand it when she had time. This might not be finished in a night\u2014she could see that now\u2014but she didn\u2019t have much longer. A week at the most, and quite possibly less. She wasn\u2019t sure exactly how time flowed just now that she was so far from home. As long as it was done before solstice, then she would be fine.<\/p>\n<p>She worried at her lower lip with her teeth, sighing. \u201cCould you at least tell me his name?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSloan Ashcroft.\u201d Honey spoke it like it was something she should know, and when Amaranth just stared at her, blue eyes widened. \u201cOh honey, the artist. From New York. Famous in the way that only the rich ever get him to paint for them.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo he doesn\u2019t live here.\u201d And he could leave at any time if she wasn\u2019t quick about this. That changed everything. Amaranth stroked the pale pink stone, taking comfort from the quiet throb of warmth under her fingertips. He was the right person. All she had to do was convince him of that fact and everything would be fine. \u201cThis is a sex club, isn\u2019t it? So isn\u2019t he here looking for sex? Does he only like boys?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Honey chuckled, the sound like sweet wine, bubbling under Amaranth\u2019s skin. Lovely and warming, and it made Amaranth look at the other woman again, wondering what magic she wielded, and whether anyone else knew. \u201cSloan\u2019s never looking for sex,\u201d Honey said, patting Amaranth\u2019s hand. \u201cHe\u2019s looking for control.\u201d<br \/>\nThere was a leap of power, an answer to that touch, and Honey\u2019s fingers against her skin stilled.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d Amaranth whispered, starting to pull away. These humans didn\u2019t usually feel it, didn\u2019t respond to the power simmering under her skin. But it was all too obvious that Honey knew something was happening.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t be.\u201d Honey trapped her hand there, fingers skimming with light touch, whispering over the skin and drawing out the power. \u201cIf you want him, I know a way you might have a chance.\u201d<br \/>\nShe was desperate. \u201cAnything,\u201d Amaranth whispered. She couldn\u2019t stop staring at Honey now, her breath growing shorter, nipples pebbling as she felt warmth and wet gathering between her legs. She needed Sloan, and if Honey offered her the way, she would take that willingly.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s amateur night,\u201d Honey said. \u201cDrink your drink, then go up on that stage and strip. Kneel in the center. Wait.\u201d She tilted Amaranth\u2019s head up, catching her gaze. \u201cWill you trust me?\u201d<br \/>\nAmaranth felt the power bubbling between them, felt it rolling over her skin, begging to be let loose. It was a sex club. Honey wanted her to perform. It made her shiver with the idea of being on display in front of people gawking, but he would see her. And more importantly, she could find some release, some sweet brief release from this hunger that bubbled so strongly as Honey called it out of her.<\/p>\n<p>She nodded once. \u201cI trust you. Anything.\u201d Even though she didn\u2019t know what Honey expected, she would give it to her willingly.<\/p>\n<p><em>To read the rest, download the ebook today!<\/em><\/p>\n<p>[wp_eStore_fancy2 id=52]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>ebook $5.99 ISBN 9781613900550 29,490 words [wp_eStore_add_to_cart id=52] The ebook edition is also available at: Amazon, Barnes &amp; Noble, Smashwords, Kobo &amp; AllRomanceEbooks. About the Book: Love is a universal ideal transcending time and place and occasionally even dimensions. 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