In Dreams: Red
My father is a cold, hard, ruthless man. A warlord without peer. The story is told that he so angered the gods they rendered him childless. In desperation he went to the temples, offering prayers and sacrifices, finally cutting off his own right hand, his sword hand, in a desperate bid to receive an heir. The gods were moved by his sacrifice, and fashioned a child from the sacrificed flesh. The gods apparently have a sense of humor, because they gifted him with a daughter, instead of the heir (son) he was looking for. And that's where I come in.
I've been called the "right hand" of the warlord, his "sword arm". They say it's no surprise that any weapon I touch I can wield. They have no idea the endless hours of training I've had to go through to maintain this position, my father pushing me to this point to make sure I can maintain my position and one day rule. So it's understandable that I'm sent to investigate the creature killing people in a village on the outskirts of our kingdom. What no-one expected was that it would be a creature as mythological as I, or that he wanted to be captured just as much as we wanted to catch him.
A reimagining of the classic Fairy Tale, inspired by a dream.
R18+ Warning
There will be encounters of the naked kind bahaha.
Unique anatomy due to different species present. (What you thought all Shifters had the same junk you do?)
And of course, most of my characters are rather crass, sometimes curse, can be churlish, I mean, they're people, ya know?
Some content may contain triggers, violence, gore etc
Twisted Fairy Tales Series.
All are stand-alone, however the characters of each book might continue on in others...
Book One: In Dreams: Red (Kennice and Ward's story)
Book Two: Lina (Malina's Story)
Unfold
"What the Hells is this?" I demanded, walking into the garden to find Malina on hands and knees looking under the shrubs. She sat back on her rump, exposing her dirty limbs and dress to me. I sighed, rubbing my forehead.
"Papa hided." Malina informed me. Her toddler voice held a sniffle and I noticed she needed her nose wiped……
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