Persephone’s Song Anthology, sweet to erotic, has been released on Amazon. It includes my story, Weather Witch, and four other awesome authors’ stories.
Weather Witch: Regency Nobleman Lord Godfrey is negotiating for a wife, until Meredith literally storms into the Manor. Then all bets are off as he tries to tempt the tempestuous nymph into marrying him.
Arianna jumped up, pushing her chair back with an ugly scrape. “She’s here.”
“I know, daughter.” Lady Cawyn pressed her lips together into a thin line.
“She’ll be angry.” Arianna fisted her hands and turned toward her mother. “I told you not to do it, Mother.”
“Who will be angry?” Who or what has them so anxious? Lord Godfrey eyed the two frightened women. William, his steward, shrugged.
All at once there came a mighty bang, not unlike the sound of lightning hitting a tree. Thunder rolled overhead. As the sound faded, pounding feet rushed down the outside vestibule. The double doors were flung wide. In a sudden gust of wind the candles blew out. The maids and butler rushed to relight them. Lightning momentarily lit up the room.
A woman in scant clothing stood at the foot of the table, dripping wet, her hair plastered to her head and shoulders. Anger flashed in her stormy expression. Her blonde hair was nearly white as sea foam, and her eyes gray as a rainstorm.
“Old woman, where is my son?” The woman’s voice was husky.
He stood and stared at the apparition bathed in candlelight. Her breasts heaved as she took in great gulps of air.
“Now this woman has fire.” He didn’t realize he’d spoken aloud until every person in the room turned toward him.