A Solstice Sin: The Solstice Seasons Novellas, #1

By RE Johnson

Beware the frozen woods at Winter's Height.

 

I wasn't supposed to take the shortcut. I was told never to step foot in the Winter Realm of the Unseelie Fae King.

 

But...

 

I didn't listen. I rarely do. I'm running late to the Solstice gathering at the mountain's peak, and a shortcut can get me there quicker. I'm exhausted from trekking through the snow, and I have to get to the circle. It's my only chance to break free of the cruel master that uses my powers for his own gain.

But what I found in the bitter cold wasn't just the ice and snow. I found a Fae King who is so much more monster than royalty.

 

And now I'm running through the frigid woods chased by the frozen monarch in a twilight that never ends.

 

Stranger still, I'm not sure I want to escape.

 

A Solstice Sin is a dark, monster romance with adult themes and language. It may not be suitable for all readers.

• Language: English
• Publisher: RE Johnson
• Release date: Jun 19, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223560579

RE Johnson

Lover of dark, decadent, and deadly romances, RE Johnson has been a passionate storyteller and fantasy fan since they were in elementary school. In fact, they wrote their first novel in fifth grade. Now, they use their Creative Writing degree to create stories that profess love, respect, and triumph over evil and contain strong female characters who are always ready to throw down – both in and out of the bedroom. Currently, they reside in Las Vegas, Nevada, where they spend their free time playing Dungeons and Dragons, wrangling their two rambunctious children, and reading all the smut, fantasy, sci-fi, and mythology they can get their hands on.

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A Solstice Sin

A Monstrously Romantic Novella

RE Johnson

Copyright © 2022 RE Johnson

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The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

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Cover design by: RE Johnson

Library of Congress Control Number: 2018675309

Printed in the United States of America

Note: The themes in this book are dark and intended for adults. It may contain triggering content. See www.rejohnsonbooks.com/trigger-warnings for a full list.

To those who are ready to burn some bridges, regardless of who's on them.

Contents

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Content Warnings

One- Fleeing The Frost

Two- When Winter Finds You

Tree- Ice & Fire

Four- Fueling the Pyre

Five- Mating the Witch

Six- A Meal Amongst Monsters

Seven- In The Circle

Eight- For One Frozen Night

Epilogue- Queen of Frost & Flame

About The Author

Books By This Author

Stalk me

Content Warnings

A Solstice Sin is a dark, monster romance with adult themes and language. It may not be suitable for all readers.

You’ll find Dual POV, Morally Grey MMC, Size Difference

Dub Con, Degradation, Primal Kink, Who Hurt You?

Monster Peen, Dom/sub, Sharing, Breeding with no pregnancy, Violence/Gore, Biting, Tragic Pasts, and Mention of Prior Abuse.

One- Fleeing The Frost

Fierion

The expanse of ice and snow stretched as far as I could see, and a quiet hung across the Winter Realm, broken only by the lonely howls of the wind. The Court was inside feasting on their most recent kill as I stood perched at the crest of the mountain where my frozen palace stood like a foreboding guard.

That’s what it was, after all.

Flakes of white drifted through the air and slowly collected on the massive pines below me. I peered at the wavering magic edge that created the borders of my kingdom.  They remained intact, but the Solstice would be upon us in mere hours, and foolish mortals would no doubt find themselves in my woods.

At that moment, the raucous crew of Fae Knights within the castle lets out a loud cacophony of hoots and exclamations. Their feast had clearly not filled their bellies to placation.

Ancients. They're useless.

The pack of them came spilling out of the large hall like a pack of dogs and drunkenly scrambled up to me.

My Lord, we hunger still, and you’ve yet to eat. Come, come. Let us run the trails for prey.

Renmier’s grating voice dragged across my nerves like a dull blade, and I shoved him to the ground. He wasn’t wrong, however. I’d yet to eat, having lost track of the hours staring at the flickering barrier.

I looked around at the group of Winter’s Warriors, noticing their hopeful expressions. Without a word, I let the tusks in my lower jaw extend over