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Spending the day with us for our latest Fantastic Fables is Diamond from Erica Hayes’ Shadowfae Chronicles series. The latest explosive story in this wonderful world is BLOOD CURSED (already available). Diamond is a gangster through and through, and he’s giving us his take on the Cinderella fable. Poor Cinders will never be the same after meeting Diamond. Thanks to Erica, one of you who comments on this post will win a copy of the book! See details below
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Put my characters into a fairy tale, they said. Funny, the more I thought, because the hero and heroine in my newest book BLOOD CURSED are fairies – and precious few fairy tales have actual fairies in them. Especially not my kind of fairies, who are colorful, dirty, sexy and – let’s face it – a bit psychotic.
My hero, Diamond, is a fairy gangster, beholden to a nasty vampire lord whom he secretly plots to murder. As BLOOD CURSED begins, Diamond is cocky, gallant and a bit of a show-off, and saving damsels in distress is his specialty—preferably the young, gorgeous and single ones. Sure, he’d climb Rapunzel’s tower or brave poisoned thorn hedges to wake up Sleeping Beauty, but only if there was something in it for him. And he’s got an evil sense of humor.
So here you are. I’m chucking him into fairytale-land, and giving one particular damsel in distress a Diamond-flavored attitude adjustment. Hope you enjoy!
Diamond stalked into the firelit kitchen, his glassy wings swept back. It stank of garlic and unwashed human, and his nose twitched. Hell of a way to wastify your Friday night, D. Next time a mad wand-waving hag from some crazy-ass alternate dimension askifies a favor, tell her to get lost.
A skinny girl knelt by the stone fireplace next to an ash bucket. Her blonde hair was ragged, her dress torn and smeared with charcoal and tears. She frowned at him. “And who exactly are you?”
“Whoever you want me to be, baby.” He aimed a crystalline grin at her, loaded with sultry glassfae glamour. “Cinders, right? The pleasuring’s all mine. Make some wishings, and let’s snap to the fun part.”
“Huh?” Cinderella’s eyes glazed, dazzled, and Diamond sighed. Awesome. A one-sniff screamer. These wimpy princess-wannabes had no staying power. Give him a feistylicious fairy girl any day.
“It’s your fairy godmother’s day off.” He laughed, and his rosy glow danced. The mad old hag was probably snorting his glittering fairy drugs and dancing naked on the bar at Unseelie Court right now. Lucky he’d stolen her sparkly wand, or there’d be lovespelled vampire gangsters and fairies turned into mice to deal with when he got back. “Which makes it your lucky night, darlin’. What’s your poison?”
“What? Oh.” Cinders struck a pose, her eyes shining. “I wish to go to the ball,” she declared dramatically, clasping her hands on her chest. “Prince Charming must fall desperately in love with me. I want a frilly silken gown and glass slippers—”
“Excusem what? Did you say ‘frilly’?”
She scowled. “Of course ‘frilly’. It’s the latest fashion. Don’t interrupt me when I’m wishing.” She resumed her pose. “A frilly silken gown and glass slippers, and a coach made from a pumpkin—”
“A pumpkin,” she repeated crossly. “It’s very romantic. The prince will be smitten. Haven’t you done this before?”
Diamond folded his arms, glassy biceps bulging. “Nope. Never done a chick in a frilly dress, either, and I’ve done hundreds.”
“Oh, yeah?” Cinders glared, and crossed her arms too, eyeing him up and down. The glamour saturated her senses, and her gaze kindled, but she sniffed, dismissive. “Fashion advice from a guy with rainbow hair and skin-tight purple pants. Terrific.”
“Works the tricks for me, sister.” He winked, and laced the air with more sweet fairy come-hither.
Cinders smiled, saucy, inviting more. “What would you recommend, then, glitter-boy?”
A tricksy grin licked Diamond’s lips. “Glad you askified.” He waved the wand. Wind chimes tinkled. Pink glitter rained, and Cinderella’s threadbare shift glowed golden and transformed, into a little black vinyl skirt and a black lace corset with red ribbons.
The wand tingled in his hand, a spicy giggle of fun. With another flourish, he added black stiletto-heeled boots and a dog collar, and finished it off with some skimpy underwear beneath.
“There. That should give your prince a hard-on. Whaddaya think?” His mouth watered. Tastylicious. Who knew Cindergirl had boobs? Not a total loss at all…
Cinders examined herself and frowned. “That’s very nice, but where do you suggest I go looking like this?” she demanded. “The whorehouse? Seriously, I’ve a mind to put in a complaint—”
“Bite me. You wanna bed this prince, or bore him to death?”
“Bed would be nice.” Her lips curved, naughty, but then she sighed. “But there’s always this tedious messing about with falling in love and getting married first. It’s the rules, don’t you know?”
Diamond snorted. Screw that. “Not where I spawned, darlin’.”
“Really?” she asked, her eyes wide. “I don’t suppose… could you take me there? Like, you know. A rescue? My knight in shining armor? You are rather shiny, after all.”
He grinned, and teased her hair with the edge of one rainbowglass wing. A damsel in distress. His favorite. “Said it’s your lucky night, dinn’t I?”
Cinderella smiled, satisfied. “In that case, my sweet fairy prince, you’ve got yourself a date.”
Erica Hayes. That’s me. Author of the Shadowfae Chronicles.
I live in Australia, the luckiest country in the world. I’ve done law student, air force officer, editorial assistant and musician. And now I have the best job in the world — imagining.
In my stories, magic and wonder abounds. But the mortal world is an enchanted place too, if you know how to look. I’ve laughed atop the Great Wall, sported with the gargoyles at Notre Dame and gazed up awestruck at the Great Pyramid. Let me share that sense of wonder with you.
Just because you don’t see it right away doesn’t mean it’s not there. So laugh under the stars. Dance in the rain. Howl at the moon. You never know who’s watching.
Want to read more from Erica Hayes?
This giveaway is provided by Erica Hayes
One winner will receive a copy of Blood Cursed by Erica Hayes
Available on August 2, 2011 from Macmillan/St. Martin’s Press
About the Book:
To a vampire, nothing is sweeter than bloodfairy essence—and Ember is the most sought-after fairy on the underworld circuit. Selling her blood to the highest bidder—and robbing her clients in the process—Ember has unwittingly become a target of dark and dangerous forces. Her enemies are everywhere. And if she hopes to survive, she needs protection…
Diamond is a glassfairy who, for better or worse, knows his way around the vampire underworld. Smooth as silk and tougher than trolls, Diamond is Ember’s only chance to keep her magical blood inside her body, where it belongs. But he also poses a threat to Ember, a strange kind of danger she’s never experienced before: She’s falling in love with him…
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