for.
The moment her gown was secure, she turned in his arms and enjoyed the feel of them wrapping around her. The sensation might fade over time, but right now, it burned hot and she enjoyed the heat.
There were worse things in life than knowing you were building a life that would echo through time. And she would get to go forward with a tiara. Life was getting sweeter.
Author's Note
This story was written while I was on vacation . I was keeping a friend company in the jungles of Costa Rica (see my Facebook page for pictures).
It was not a fun time, but I have managed a few tours around the countryside and I have enjoyed it for the most part. The rush to write may or may not be visible in the book, but it did take four times as long as a normal short story.
With all this… I need an actual break. There will be no books from me August 15 th , and the next instalments will be Sept 1.
Thanks for reading,
Viola Grace
http://www.violagrace.com
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Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. She has no pets and can barely keep sea monkeys alive for a reasonable amount of time. Her line of day job tends to be analytical which leaves her mind hopping to weave stories. No co-worker is safe from her character analysis. In keeping with busy hands are happy hands, her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain mail, and a few others that have been forgotten. It is quite often that these hobbies make their way into her tales.
Viola’s fetishes include boots and corsetry, and her greatest weakness is her uncontrollable blush. Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. It is an admirable thing and something that we should all strive for. To find one that we truly like, as well as love.