Award-Winning Kindle Vella Fall Madness 2023

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DARIUS:

There she lay in all her glory...it was her: Dalia from the Wild.

As she lay upon the manicured turf eating a fresh peach under a heavy tree, my mouth salivated as she sexily consumed her delicacy.

She was unaware I stood there as I cocked my head to admire that lovely unspoiled girl.

Her long golden locks spiraled all around her while her wet lips suctioned on that tempting fruit.

Her eyelashes to her pink freckled cheeks...she was like sunshine in the shadows, as if in a forbidden garden.

I, as sweet as Lucifer, would snake my way into her thoughts with mere words. Words of truths she had yet to know.

Was this truly the Wild Cherry the Workfolk Guardians had fought that night to check her virtue?

Was this Dalia the one who had escaped the Workfolk trade, still untouched?

I grinned devilishly at the hen that would lay the golden eggs that could heal our land and cure my father.

Her tart and seductive responses were fresh and challenging.

But how?

How would I steal her from Dr. Lord Kaine Remmington's fortified residence?

I would find a way. Truly it was Dalia's blood that ruled, for he who had her had immense power over all of Hearth.

Dalia's blood reigned...She would be mine.

KAINE:

Desperate, I traveled from Eden, the highest kingdom on Hearth, searching for Sabrina's offspring who could carry a DNA link and cure.

I was venturing into the Wild, far from our cities to the slum boroughs.

Would Sabrina and her sister, Delila, have given up life in Eden to live in squalor & birth a royal baby in utter poverty? Those in the Wild lived like the mythical Vikings without any crude weaponry. Their struggle to survive was real.

I would send the Workfolk Guardians...

Not...a...dull...moment!

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