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The evil lies little girls are told...
I had fallen down a dark and forbidden hole.
Wonderland.
A hole where I had two choices in life--to be a breeder, or to be a killer. To create life, or to destroy it.
I had chosen poorly.
Wonderland's thermostat was all but frozen, leaving two opposing factions, the Pennas and the Cyans, to spread throughout the forbidding tundra of a land forever cast in a dark and deadly ice age, seeking only power and control now that Wonderland had become a frozen ball of ice.
In this frigid and cold hole, I was alone.
Until HE found me.
White Rabbit.
Rabbit was the leader of the Wonderland army, and I was now his captive. Forced to learn the art of submission, as well as the art of war, I became his soldier. From the moment I was captured, I became a mighty warrior amongst a cast of mad men.
But I was HIS.
And Rabbit would do whatever it took to battle my demons as we battled the enemy.
Hidden in the broken, and shattered Wonderland hid a new truth... a happily ever after. It was now my duty to find it.
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He's big, he's rough, and when he takes the reins he's going to ride her hard.
When Megan Newman took a job shoeing horses at the Hammer and Nails ranch, she knew she'd be working for a tough, old-fashioned cowboy. She didn't expect to be threatened with a trip over his knee for disregarding basic safety precautions, and she definitely didn't plan on finding out what it feels like to be ridden so roughly she'll be sore for days with her bottom still bright red from the spanking that left her in such desperate need of a hard ride in the first place.
Megan could try to tell herself she's only sticking around because she's fallen in love with a horse, but she knows that isn't the truth. There is a beautiful animal with an uncaring owner and she has a plan to rescue it, but that isn't what's keeping her at Hammer and Nails. She's still there because she needs breaking in, and there's only one cowboy she trusts to take the reins...
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A bird shrieked behind me. I whirled to find my window open and a large raven on the sill. I Instead of fleeing like a normal bird, the creature spread its wings and glided to the floor at my feet.
From there, it stared at me with an expression of malevolence for a moment. As I stared back, the raven materialized into a tall and burly man with flax-colored hair.
“Quiet, little bird,” he said.
“Did you kill Sasha?” I asked. My voice quaked with fear.
“He was here to kill you. My companions and I arrived to offer you a second chance to live.” He reached up and stroked my chin. I felt a surprising charge at the light touch and could barely suppress a tremor as his fingers moved to trace the curve of my lips.
He studied my reaction and grinned. His lips curled up to reveal razor—sharp incisors. “If you agree to serve us, we can protect you.”
A moment before, his long, strong hands had killed the monster. Now, they were raised to stroke my face. Surprisingly, the thought filled me with excitement… and desire.
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