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Fairy Tales in a naughty light

If anyone asked me, I would proudly tell them that I was always a sucker for a good fairy tale, whether it was one of the classics, or a new take on a tale as old as time.


Even as a child, I remember sitting at the edge of my seat, watching in awe as Aurora was awakened by her prince, and I was the one to cry when Simba lost his father. There are certain memories you never forget, and my love for these fairy tales never ceased to exist.


Okay, this part I would probably deny if asked, but I do still sit down with a bowl of popcorn and a glass of lemonade (with the occasional dash of violet gin) and re-watch one of the old favourites.


Not to mention that I love reading about them, too. There is nothing better than reliving the whole Beauty and the Beast experience.


Oh, wait! There is something, actually...





The idea of adult fairy tales, or welcome to the world of sexy princesses and wicked princes.


When I figured out that there is such a thing as this, I couldn't believe it. First, because I could finally experience all of my favourites for the first time again, albeit in a slightly more erotic way than back then. Which I don't mind, of course. Not at all.


And also because it gave me the idea that maybe I could create my own happy endings, too.





I had written many paranormal romance stories and erotic shorts by then, but the idea of creating my own version of my favourite fairy tales was like a dream come true. Almost too good to be true.


Now I can proudly admit that my initial concerns were totally unfounded. I have written five instalments of my very own Little Mermaid, titles Kiss & Tell Tail, where Ariel loses her memory instead of her voice. Oh, and Ursula is not what she seems, either - and in a completely different way than the usual.


I'm now working on Snow White, with Little Red Riding Hood and Sleeping Beauty coming up closely, too. I sometimes feel like I want to write them all at the same time, and it's hard to chose.


Don't worry though, my plan is to take one step at a time and get them all to you by the end of this year (along with all the other juicy stories that I'm working on).


So, my lovely friends, please stay tuned, and if you love fairy tales ass much as I do, check out my Reverse Harem Fairy Tale series. But be warned: you might be charmed by more prince(s) than one at a time...




And here's the blurb for Kiss & Tell Tail, a modern retelling of The Little Mermaid (keep scrolling for Snow White)


I have three days to kiss the guy, but I don't remember why.


Actually, that's not the only thing I don't recall. I have no idea what happened, or how I got to where I am now. All I know is that I'm going mad. Literally. Like, there is a voice in my head, urging me to do something before it's too late. And then there are those dreams...


Oh yes, those dreams...


They make me blush and pant with desire, longing for a life under the sea. A life I believe is a fairy tale, an illusion created by my mind. And so is Sebastian, the handsome merman who I'm fooling around with in those dreams. Or he is real, and the handsome stranger that's trying to help me get back on my feet (literally) is the one that's fake?


Time is running out, and without my memories, all I can rely on is my instincts. And they are saying that something fishy is going on here (excuse the pun). And they are urging me to run as fast and as far from both men as I can. So, what do I do?


Yep, the exact opposite.


I run towards one and swim towards the other, attempting to figure this out...


Snow White Desire, a modern retelling of Snow White (Book 1)


I was supposed to marry the cruel prince my evil stepmother chose for me, so I did the one thing I could: I ran, never to look back.


But being alone in the middle of the woods isn't the smartest move for a young woman.


If you are a princess, it's a whole new level of crazy.


Everyone is out to get me, and there is a prize on my head. They don't even care anymore whether I'm being captured dead or alive.


My only chance of survival is the men I cannot trust, but the ones I have to rely on: the three hunters that were sent to hunt me down. But instead of claiming their prize, they are willing to listen to my side of the story.


The question is whether I can change their minds and their hearts before it's too late...





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