Oh, lovelies. I am so very very excited to get to share this snippet with you. It’s from my current work-in-progress that I wasn’t allowed to share about until just recently. I’m part of a wicked set of twisted fairytales that will come out in January/February of 2017 with a lot of delightfully devious authors. We’re all doing our own twists on fairy tales and I chose Rapunzel. It’s a modern take, full of capture fantasy naughtiness, and Rebecca ‘Rapunzel’ Sinclair is famous for her long blonde hair, but she wants to be known for more – wants to be more. In fact, she wants to follow in the footsteps of her wealthy CEO of a father, but he’s made some enemies and one man in particular has come seeking vengeance. Enjoy this deliciously evil sneak peek!
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The memory of how she’d looked on the news flashed behind her eyes. The form-fitting royal blue dress, tasteful jewelry, blonde hair falling to her waist, perfect smile – she’d looked more like she was trying out for Miss America, not preparing to be the successful heir to the company. Fuck, she wouldn’t even take a girl like that seriously if they said they wanted to run Monarch Systems.
Damn it all.
“Let’s just drink until we can’t think. How does that sound, Rebecca?” Talking to herself, again, she grabbed the whole bottle of wine and headed back to the couch. Glass refilled, cold and biting as she swallowed, she zoned out on the newscast. Something about a shooting, police looking, blah blah blah. So much chaos in the world. As she took another sip she heard the click of the door behind her and she smiled to herself.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear.
“Hey Dad,” she called over her shoulder. “I want to show you something, come in here before you run off to your office!” Pressing the rewind button on the remote so she could show him the news report, she set the wine down. The stupid DVR went too fast and she had to stop it and fast-forward, cursing under her breath. “They were just talking about the facility on the news, I looked like a complete idiot, but you did great. Hold on, I’ll show you. Did Patricia tell you this was airing tonight?”
He didn’t answer her, but she clicked pause as soon as the image of the new building filled the screen. Was he on the phone and ignoring her? Asshole.
Turning to find her father she caught a dark shape in her vision, too close, just before someone ripped her head back painfully by her hair. Panic flooded her and she kicked out as she gasped, her foot colliding with the coffee table. Her wine crashed to the floor, and in an instant she was hauled over the back of the couch. Rebecca landed hard on the tile, but fear was dumping adrenaline into her veins and she made it onto her knees, planning to run, when the hand returned to her hair. Air hissed between her teeth, a whimper rising up as the man tightened his grip and forced her flat. A knee between her shoulder blades pinned her painfully against the cold tile.
“Let me go!” She screamed as loud as she could, her voice breaking, but there was no one to hear her in the empty building as she reached back to dig her nails into gloved hands. A growl rumbled above her just before he slammed her forehead into the floor. Pain flashed like a firework behind her eyes, turning her stomach while she tried to protect her face. Her ears were ringing, and for a moment she was so stunned that she didn’t notice the jerking motions at her waist until she felt the cool tile on her lower belly.
He was taking off her pajama pants.
“NO!” She tried to push up from the tile, but he stopped and dropped his knee into her back again, crushing her until her ribs creaked. He was so heavy, too strong, and her hands slid over the smooth tile finding no traction. Tears blurred her eyes as she whimpered, those gloves brushing her thighs as he pushed the soft pajamas down.
This couldn’t be happening, there was no way this was happening.
It was a nightmare.
Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.
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Our Rapunzel is in for a rude awakening when this guy takes her from The Tower, and there’s more than just his evil plans awaiting her. What is going to happen to Rapunzel? Welllll, you’ll just have to wait to find out, won’t you, lovelies? In the mean time, don’t miss any other snippets the other authors are peeping on Facebook, and check out these other WIPs below!
