$FREE on 4/1/2019 – Fractured Fairytales Volume 2 by Laurel Black

There's always been an untold nostalgia within an otherwise happy fairy tale. Whether it be through innocent love, erotic romance, or even love born from war, macabre desires will always rule over their hearts. Because after all, that's what it means, for beauty to be found within tragedy.

Stories include In Loving Memory, Senseless, and Until Your Heart Breaks.

Did he just happen to fall in love with Mare? Was he infatuated with him, to the point where he’d run away with him, forsake everything he knew, just like the fairytales Mare gushed over? Probably not. But it was nice, to know that he was wanted. That someone cared for him.

And it scared him.

It was so fast. And all it took was just one person. One person to get him to open up. One person that made him think back to when things were okay, to when he wasn’t feeling so numb, when he didn’t start downing alcohol or turn to knives or fire for entertainment or comfort. One person to make him remember what it felt like, before he spun out of control.

So maybe he was right. Maybe it wasn’t love. Maybe it was just the high that he gets whenever he felt like he’s found the one. Maybe it was the kind of emotions he gets when he finds someone he can latch onto, someone he feels like won’t betray him, won’t abandon him for anything. He’s had those feelings before, and each time he does, he’s wrong on all of them.

But it couldn’t hurt to hope.

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$FREE on 12/20/2018 – Until Your Heart Breaks: A Fractured Fairytales Story by Laurel Black

When Aleksandr woke, he heard a song. ​

It was beautiful, and sad, and bittersweet, not at all like the dark hymn he sang that night. It made him want for nothing, all the while building a haven, albeit an empty one. He tried to hide the smile on his face, but he couldn’t. As he slowly opened his eyes, he saw a shadow in front of him. He stared at the figure for a while, before closing his eyes again, content with listening. ​

When the song slowed, Aleksandr reached out, curling his fingers into the silhouette. Clothes, he realized. The tune faltered a little, but then the song picked up again, this time more lively, more vibrant. It wasn’t like anything he’d heard before, and though it was tumultuous, Aleksandr felt calm, if only for a few more moments. ​


He stopped. He forced his eyes open, and saw Sasha staring down at him. A deep, dark blush spread across his face then, but before he could turn away, Sasha cupped his face with both hands. He was embarrassed. He wanted to curl up under the blanket, make himself seemingly nonexistent to the world around him. But despite that, Sasha didn’t look away.

​A moment later, he felt a thumb underneath his eyes.

“Aleksandr,” he said again, “Why are you crying?”

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