I'm pleased to celebrate the release of my third holiday short for Rebel Ink Press, Like Magic, a short erotic romance with paranormal elements, for Halloween.
Ian Hannigan was having the worst day of his life. A real estate prospect turned out to be a prank, his car has been stolen, and he’s stranded in the worst neighborhood he can imagine on Halloween night. If he believed in magic, he would swear he’d been cursed. Nothing could possibly make this day any worse or better… That is, nothing but Raven, a mysterious occult shop owner who not only claims to be a witch, but insists that she summoned him as the answer to her aching loneliness. Ian’s night just got a lot weirder. And his love life just got a lot more interesting.
Here's a little sample (18+):
“When I saw you,” she said, averting her eyes as her cheeks flushed rose in the candlelight, “I thought you’d come because I asked you to.”
“You were expecting someone else?” he asked, releasing a small awkward chuckle. He’d heard of many forms of embarrassing social mishaps before, but never a case of mistaken oral sex.
“Not exactly,” she smiled. “But I asked for someone to come.”
“You were what? Casting love charms?”
“Yes,” she replied, without a hint of the irony his question had contained. “I called for a man – for a lover – and there you were. Perhaps I was mistaken. You can see how I misinterpreted things.”
Ian wasn’t a man prone to flights of whimsy, nor did he believe in magic. An investment councilor who researched development opportunities for a firm partially responsible for the gentrification of multiple dilapidated areas of the city, he was well known for his vision, but also his practical analysis of costs and benefits. Now, he began to mentally list who amongst his friends would’ve set him up with a call girl pretending to be a witch on a cold, wet Halloween night.
Ken, maybe. That would explain the missing car, since he’d have access to his office where his spare keys were located. He could’ve also known the false lead Ian pursued would bring him to just empty lots, not more old industrial blocks his clients liked to turn into yuppie studios. But would Ken, or any of his friends, actually shell out money for him to get a creepy blow job?
He knew they were all pulling for him to move past his breakup with Amanda and seek out fleshly adventures as a newly-single guy. Ian knew lately he was a bit of a drag at the office, at the gym, even on poker night. But this seemed to be a tad further than even his bonehead friends would go.
Of course, right about now his bachelor party would’ve been taking place, had Amanda not walked out, so perhaps this was their idea of a consolation prize.
“I don’t know who set this up,” he began with a disgusted snort, “but if you know anything about where my car is, I’ll just grab it and be on my way.
Looking baffled, she shook her head. A single concerned wrinkle marred the smoothness of her forehead.
“You’re very good,” Ian said, meaning both the innocent act and the services she’d provided.
Deciding he’d find a phone elsewhere, he turned on his heel and made for the exit.
“Be well,” he heard her whisper softly from behind him as he opened the heavy glass and wooden door. The tiny brass bells tinkled pitifully as he walked out into the downpour.
“Shit, guys,” he muttered to himself, cursing his weirdo friends. “You could’ve picked a warmer night to punk me.”Like Magic will be available on Kindle, Nook, epub, ebook, Adobe, and other e-formats, via a selection of vendors. I will share the links as I find them.
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