When he agreed to take the fall for his pack leader’s failed attempts to help the Rebellion, Jace knew he wouldn’t live long enough to regret it. However, instead of the noble end he envisioned for himself, the werewolf finds himself at the mercy of a witch and his depraved games. Though he clings to his conviction that he can withstand anything his new master can dish out, it isn’t long before he realizes pride has no place in his life as the pet of the controlling Elias Ivers.
(This dark erotica novella caters to those who cheer on the villains as they pursue their goals…no matter what it takes to get there. This includes Very Bad Things as well as Very Sexy Things.
Those with sensibilities will likely be offended and want to attack the author with flaming pitchforks. If this applies to you, save an author. Step away from the button.
Lightheartedness aside, this is dark erotica, and it does contain elements of depravity and cruelty that will be offensive to some readers and not dark enough for others. Please proceed with caution or skip this read.)
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First of all this book has major content warnings involved. If you don’t like dark stories, non con, slaves, or societies where those things are perfectly acceptable, don’t read this book. I love these kinds of stories and I am so happy to find this author. The story totally hits all my buttons with dark fantasy erotica stories. I really enjoyed this story and plan on reading the rest of the series. I do have a few things that would have made it a tiny bit better for me but they’re personal preference in my erotica. The first being the ending. I needed a tiny bit more at the end, maybe a paragraph or two, to get me more secure in Jace and Elias being content in their roles. Jace is still fighting and I like that he keeps his will to the end. But one line of do I really like it or not would have gone a long way. However that ending is some of the best dang use of foreshadowing I have seen in a long time. I pretty much want to power read the whole series right now because of it. The second issue I have is more of a request for more. The world building. There is a fantastic world around the characters here that give credence to why a shifter is allowed to be sold by a vampire to a witch. And the tiny bits there are on page are completely epic. I have complete faith Ms. Phoenix can take this world and expand it to a point where I’m freaking languishing in the world and don’t ever want to leave. Build me that world and I will savor every single word of it.
R. Phoenix has an unhealthy fascination with contrasts: light and dark, heroes and villains, order and chaos. She believes that love can corrupt and power can redeem. Her muse is a sadomasochistic slavedriver who thinks it’s terribly amusing to give her the best ideas when she just got comfortable and warm in bed, and she passes on that torture to her readers.
If she had it her way, she would describe the books in her “Ripples in the Status Quo” world as: “Supernatural creatures take over the world and turn humans into pets and food. There’s some sex between guys. And… um… fucked up things happen.” It’s probably a good thing she has people around her to remind her that she actually wants people to read her books. (They should really be more diligent, especially when they know she’s writing her author bio.)
She’s an author, stay-at-home mother, housewife, second time college student, and duck herder extraordinaire. She’s learning how to cook without burning the house down, her garden is somehow neither drowning nor drying up, and one day she might remember what that mythical thing called “free time” is. She’s starting to wonder who thought it was a good idea to write bios in third person.
She also tries entirely too hard to be funny, and she mercilessly inflicts her terrible sense of humor upon anyone who speaks to her. Really, it’s not you. It’s her. All the same, she’d love it if you’d say hello, because it makes her day to hear that someone read something she wrote. If they enjoyed it, there’s usually an awkward happy dance and embarrassing sounds of joy to accompany it (no, not that kind of sound, you perv). If all of that hasn’t scared you away, please say hello!
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