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About the Book
Eirwen
Silver Skates Book Six
by Jewels Arthur
Published 17 February 2021
Genre: Short Fiction Anthology
Page Count: 170
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Princesses are meant to be chaste and Queens are meant to provide heirs.
Thanks, but no thanks.
I want lose my virtue. Have my cherry popped. Get bedded. Bump uglies. Whatever it is you humans call it.
So I flee with my unicorn to Silver Springs, a magical town where nothing is as it seems.
There, a dark elf shows up to kill me. An incubus wants to devour me. A snake shifter wants to wrap me in his coils. And a wood elf from my childhood won’t leave me alone.
Four men fall into my life almost as if by magic. Will I fall for them or will I be forced back to the land I fled?
Eirwen is a standalone paranormal reverse harem romantic comedy. It’s part of the Silver Springs shared universe and can be read in any order.
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Excerpt
“Airwind, have you been sleeping here?” Stella—the owner of Silver Horse Stables—says, anger clear in her features. I jump up from where I’d been sleeping on a pile of straw near Aemma, yawning and pulling pieces of hay from my hair.
“It’s Eirwen,” I say for what is probably the millionth time, but move on quickly, not wanting to anger her further. “I’m sorry, Stella, I must’ve dozed off after brushing Aemma last night. It won’t happen again, you have my honor.”
“Your honor?” she asks, huffing. “Well, as important as I’m sure your honor is, it doesn’t pay for lodgings. If you need somewhere to stay, there are plenty of places in town. I have been understanding of your work here in exchange for use of the stables for your unicorn, Emma, but you cannot stay here, Airwind.”
“I accept, Stella. It will not happen again.” I go on, brushing off her inability to say Eirwen or Aemma. It seems to be a human thing; even if she is a magical human, she is a human all the same.
I keep my hair in place to cover my pointed ears, which always seem to bring odd looks. I believe that most would recognize my elven heritage from my features, though. The two elven brothers who own a shop in town definitely realized that I was elven within moments of seeing me.
High Elves—though the touch of Dark Elf in them is clear—understand my role in elven society. We are on the same playing field, though I do not believe they know I am of Snow Elf lineage. Best they don’t. My two months in this town have been practical and have kept me safe. Even if there is no one left in Edhellen to be looking for me.
Silver Springs has turned out to be a haven after my land was attacked. After my parents were murdered by their slaves.
My heart twinges a bit as I think of them. Their demeanor towards me was always cold, their love shallow. I was their obligation, their need to provide an heir to the throne. Nothing more. But still, their absence in my life hurts more than I thought it would. I am well and truly alone now.
Chin up, Airwind. Aemma pokes into my thoughts, her fuzzy nose nudging me.
I roll my eyes and push my hand into her face, planning to push her away. Instead, I find myself dragging my fingers against the soft hair on her cheek. I look over dreamily and see that Stella is still standing there, looking at me questioningly.
“Was there something else, Stella?” I ask, smiling brightly at her. She might be a bit terrifying, but deep down, she is kind. Maybe two deeps… deep, deep down.
I would add three deeps, Aemma adds with a huff.
She stares at me for much longer than I am comfortable with, but I just continue to smile at her, because I am not sure what else I should be doing.
“Just don’t let it happen again…” she finally says with the shake of her head.
About the Author
Jewels Arthur has lived in Central Illinois her entire life, she is a small town girl at heart and is terrified of city life. She grew up on a farm with 27 barn cats, video games, movies, and books to keep her company. She is obsessed with romance and swoon. As a hopeless romantic she wants everyone around her to be in love and wants to read about love all the time. She got married at 19 (suprise suprise) and she had a beautiful baby girl 3 years later when she finished college. Her obsession with love led her to decide that she needed to write her own swoony books, with a bit of dirty of course 😉
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That sounds like an interesting read. Thanks for sharing!