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Title: WISH FOR ME
Author: A. Star
Publisher: Independent
Pages: 172
Genre: Steampunk Fantasy Romance
Title: WISH FOR ME
Author: A. Star
Publisher: Independent
Pages: 172
Genre: Steampunk Fantasy Romance
When the snarky Glory St. Pierre discovers the gold
mechanical vase in her deceased grandmother’s basement, she has no idea that
she has uncovered a priceless treasure: a genie lamp. With a real genie inside.
A very sexy genie with a not-so-sexy grudge against the entire human race.
Irving Amir hates being called a genie. He’s a Djinn, and he
is none too happy to be in the service of Glory, who is as intolerable, and
beautiful, as humans come. Now he owes her his gratitude for freeing him and
three wishes. Damn his luck.
But an arrow through the shoulder alerts Irving to the fact
that he is being hunted, and after a truce dinner with Glory ends with them
both almost being killed, hating each other goes right out the window. As
feelings change and love starts to develop, they must dig through the secrets
and lies to find the truth...a truth neither of them will ever see coming.
WARNING: Not suitable for ages 18 and under. A significant
source of bad language, sexy times, and dirty jokes. If you suffer from a lack
of a sense of humor, take with plenty of wine. If the symptom persists, see a
doctor.
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“So, why are you here?” I held up a hand. “If you’re here to
kill me, at least let me put some make-up on so I can be a pretty corpse like
the ones in the movies.”
I laughed. He didn’t. I wanted to punch him, but before I
could even open my mouth, Irving
stalked forward and snatched all of the blankets from my bed.
“Hey! What the hell are you doing?” I exclaimed.
“There it is,” he said.
“There what is?” I looked down and saw the gold mechanical
vase. “Oh, the vase thing?”
He shot me a look. “It is not a vase.” He looked down again.
“It’s a Chronolier.”
“A what?”
“A Chronolier. It means ‘golden exodus’.”
“Golden exodus?”
“Yes. But in simple, mortal terms even you could understand,
it’s a lamp.”
I frowned. “Like a light lamp?”
“No.”
“A lava lamp?”
“What in the hell...no.”
I thought about it some more. Then laughed. “You can’t mean
what I think you mean.”
He cocked his head at me. “What is it you think I mean?”
I pointed. “You think that’s a lamp. Like a genie lamp.”
“Djinn is the correct term and I don’t think anything. I
know.”
“How do you know?”
“Because,” he said, “I’m the Djinn it belongs to.”
He didn’t even give me a chance to process that.
“Where is the key?” he asked.
“The key?” I remembered it had fallen off my bed and landed
somewhere…
“There.” Irving
knelt down and retrieved the key from under my bed.
“So it is,” I mumbled, trying to blink away the approaching
dizzy spell.
“Thank Sultan,” he said, examining the key as he stood. He
held it up. “This key is quite valuable, Glory St. Pierre. You should try not
to be so careless with it.”
“Excuse you? I don’t even know what the fuck you’re talking
about!”
Irving rolled
his eyes like I was slow and should have caught on already. “You found my
Chronolier and you turned this key, at least three times, correct? Which means,
I’m yours for three wishes.”
I blinked. “Are you saying–”
“Yes, Glory. I’m a Djinn.” He blew out an impatient breath.
“Or a genie. But if you call me that, I will make your life as unpleasant as
possible at every opportunity.”
I stared at him. “Okay.” I reached down and dragged my covers
off the floor and over my head. “I’m ready to wake up now.” This had to be a
dream. I pointed toward the sky. “I blame you for this!” Old Addie would know
who I was talking to.
“You are not dreaming, Glory,” Irving
said.
The hell I wasn’t. Dude had just told me he was a fucking
genie. I better be dreaming.
About the Author
A. Star is a fan of dirty passion. She loves to read it, and
she damn sure loves to write it. She is the author of the Mythos: Gods &
Lovers series and the Djinn Order series. She is a night-owl and a coffee
junkie, and the only sneaker she would be caught dead wearing are Converses.
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