Not Your Children's Fairy Tales - S. L. Carpenter

Today's featured author is S.L. Carpenter, but before we begin, a word (or ten) from our generous sponsors.

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My name is S.L. Carpenter and I'm a writer and an artist, a husband and a father, a slave to the wife and an inspiration to other people I don't know. I call California home and have been here my whole life. I know...poor me.


I've been writing my special brand of insane little stories for many years, but it's only been in the last decade that I've managed to persuade folks to publish them. I expanded my backlist to include single titles, anthologies and several books co-written with my writing partner (and webmistress) Sahara Kelly. My most recent books are available at Samhain Publishing.

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You will never, EVER look at these fairy tales again the same way. Never!

They're sassy, sexy and sporting tiaras. They're also raucous, ribald, and outrageous when they get together for goblets of mead and an afternoon's bitching. You know their names—they rose to fame as heroines who sought their Happily-Ever-Afters. And found them.



Of course, Happily Ever After is actually anywhere from eternity to three months and an annulment, if you've got a good lawyer and were smart enough to get a pre-nup. These six Princesses are just regular gals beneath the tulle and diamonds and they love to dish the dirt. When Aurora gets a publishing contract, they all decide to reveal the truth behind those beloved fairy tales; the lace gloves come off and the delicate fantasies are ripped away, revealing the shocking facts, the sexy adventures and the erotic passions beneath the surface.



It's down and dirty in a royal sort of way, complete with Princes who aren't so charming, blacksmiths, porn stars and bean stalks. Not to mention seven vertically challenged dudes, a guy with squeaky slippers and a pair of binoculars...well, you'd better read it and find out. But be warned...these words will never have quite the same meaning....

Once upon a time…

~Excerpt~

Odette rolled her eyes. “Okay, so the market’s ripe for erotic stories. How erotic? Like ‘oh, please touch my heart with your tongue’ erotic or…” she paused, “erotic like the truth behind the Ugly Duckling tale?”

“Wait a minute.” Sherry blinked. “The Ugly Duckling?”

“Awww. I loved that one.” Cinderella sighed. “Sweet fluffy ducklings, happy ever afters, beautiful swans….”

Odette snorted. “Where you been, girlie? Ducks shit all over the place, which stinks like hell and turns your glass slippers to mud. And God forbid you piss off a male swan. He’ll smash your kneecaps as soon as he looks at you.” She wriggled her bottom more comfortably on the couch, ignored the resulting cloud of feathers, and grinned at her friends. “Don’t ever be fooled by those swans’ grace and elegance. It’s a front. Underneath, they’re piss and vinegar, baby, and not always in a good way.”

She waved at the goblets on the table. “Pour us all some more mead, Aurora. Cinders, honey, put down that damn cloth. I’m gonna tell you gals a story. The real truth behind our little fuzzy duckling friend. Be warned.” Her smile faded, to be replaced by one of stern warning. “This isn’t a nice little sunset-and-cuddly bedtime story. I hope you’ve got the stones to deal with it.”

   








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