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    White as Bone: Tales of Blood and Darkness, #2
    White as Bone: Tales of Blood and Darkness, #2
    White as Bone: Tales of Blood and Darkness, #2
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    White as Bone: Tales of Blood and Darkness, #2

    By Simone Leigh

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    White as Snow?

    When you are innocent, but cursed, every hand is raised against you.

    Shunned and outcast, will Alba survive the hatred of the Queen and find her Prince?

    Dark retelling of an old fairy tale. Some mild sexual content.

    Not for the kiddies.

    Approx 5,000 words

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCoffee Break Erotica
    Release dateJun 28, 2017
    ISBN9781386990666
    White as Bone: Tales of Blood and Darkness, #2
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    Simone Leigh

    Simone Leigh is English but has lived in Spain for the last few years. She divides her time between working on her tan, decorating her beautiful villa, writing erotica and swimming naked in her swimming pool. According to one internet troll, she is 'beyond redemption'...

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      Book preview

      White as Bone - Simone Leigh

      White as Bone

      An Old Tale Retold

      ––––––––

      Part Two Of

      ‘Tales of Blood and Darkness’

      Table of Contents

      Title Page

      White as Bone (Tales of Blood and Darkness, #2)

      The Old Queen

      The New Queen

      Alba

      The Huntsman

      Alba

      The Queen

      Alba

      Afterword

      Free Download | ‘Red as Blood’ | Book One of ‘Tales of Blood and Darkness.’

      Want to Read Where It All Started? | Free Download | Buying the Virgin. Box Set One

      Who is Richard Haswell? | Free Download | Bought by the Billionaire. Box Set One

      Free Download | ‘Enslaved’ | Book One of ‘Submissive to Her Master.’

      Free Download | ‘Freedom’ | Book One of ‘Call of the Wild.’

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      Copyright © 2017

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, digital, mechanical, electronic including photocopying, recording or by any information storage or retrieval system without permission in writing from the author

      White as Bone

      Her skin like snow,

      Her hair like night,

      Her lips blood red,

      Her name, Snow White.

      In those times, long ago, when the Earth was yet flat, before the great convulsion of the gods, there was a Queen, an enchantress.

      She was great, and powerful, yet her sorceries and wild magics left her barren, and for all her wickedness, she yearned for a child.

      She called, imploring that one of the great Dark Lords might come, to give her the child she craved. And she was heard....

      ______________________

      The Old Queen

      I call on the Dark Lords, the Four, entreating them, begging for the babe I yearn for. For long years I have served them, the greatest of their

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