Book Title: Little Red (Fairy Tales Retold Book 1)
Author: Shelby Rhodes
Publisher: Self-Published
Cover Artist: Jahla D. Brown
Release Date: January 30, 2022
Genres: Fantasy, Fairy tale, M/M Romance
Themes: Good vs. evil
Length: 72 415 pages
It is the first book in the series. The main story is resolved.
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Blurb
Follow along and you will see a tale retold in a world of unimaginable creatures, gods, and goddesses. A world filled to the brim with magic. Our story begins with a sorcerer with too much power without the age to match.
Ryder, our hero, who just so happens to be a painfully short redhead, has found himself burdened with the fates of thousands, in a life where he has so far received very few answers. In order to find the cure to the plague that has overtaken the Kingdom of Solais, he sets off on a quest to seek out his slightly crazy grandmother, in the Yore Forest.
Add in one flirty, handsome werewolf Prince, a sarcastic sorcerer-hating werewolf, some full-blown insanity, and a bit of magic, and Ryder finds his momentous task doubling in difficulty and stress. But all is not what it seems, and sometimes life takes you to places you never wished to stand. In the end, Ryder’s decisions and paths are not choices but destiny. And in said destiny lies insurmountable magic, death, and maybe even love.
Bane grimaced—they had, but that was in the early days. Considering what she was planning to do, she really had no room to judge. Bane’s grip tightened on the man, as he contemplated how horrible it would be for one’s own blood to do such a thing.
He peered back down at the little man. Should he wait for him to wake up to escape or just leave now? If Bane had assumed correctly, what Mora had done to the man would keep him from stirring for hours.
Or not, he thought, as Ryder began to groan and shift in his arms.
“Well, now, it appears Mora has made more than one miscalculation,” Bane mused.
Ryder blinked and gazed hazily up at him. His eyes quickly widened, and a lovely flush spread over the man’s skin, everywhere. Wiggling, Ryder broke out of his grasp and slid away. When the man sat up, he attempted to cover himself. Bane didn’t do the same. He didn’t have a single bone of modesty in his body. Not many werewolves did. They spent too much time stripping down in the open to shapeshift, and that’s if they even had clothes on to begin with.
“Uh, hello?” Ryder croaked. He was shaking a bit, probably more from weakness now than from the cold. And it appeared that Ryder was doing his best not to look at him.
Bane grinned—how adorable! “We are in quite a predicament, aren’t we?”
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Ryder was starting to think his grandmother was right. Bane sure as hell looked like he wanted to eat him. Considering Ryder’s physical shape, he was positive he wasn’t looking at him sexually.
“Um…sorry for kidnapping you.” Once the words were out, Ryder felt like smacking himself.
Yes, Ryder, a simple apology really makes up for drugging a guy and dragging him to your crazy ass, cannibal grandmother’s house, he thought sarcastically.
Bane smirked. “We can discuss that later. Let’s worry about escaping right now.”
A bout of dizziness hit, causing Ryder to sway. Bane was there to stop his fall, and he found himself sitting on the man’s lap. He hadn’t even seen Bane move.
“Woah, careful there. I suppose you don’t have access to your magic.”
Trembling, Ryder ignored his embarrassment at being exposed as he clung to Bane. “I can feel it, but I am too weak to break the spells around the room.”
“Guess we will have to break them the old fashion way then.” Bane set him on the floor and stood.
Brow wrinkling, Ryder asked, “What’s the old fashion way?”
Banes’s amber eyes turned blood red and began to glow. “Brute strength.” The words came out in a growl as Bane fell to all fours, his body beginning to ripple.
Tired, Ryder could nothing but watch in sick fascination where he sat. The sound of bones snapping and skin tearing sent a sense of dread through Ryder. The noises were unnatural, the groans and growls inhuman. When it was all over, the creature shook its fur out.
In the short time it took for Bane’s features to change, for his massive body to become that of an even larger wolf that was taller than Ryder in height, he was reminded of why werewolves were feared. They had claws that could easily slice through skin like softened butter, razor-sharp fangs, and a bite with enough force behind it to crush a skull like a twig.
Ryder gulped when the fully transformed Bane looked at him.
His eyes widened when the other began to speak, having not been aware that werewolves could speak in wolf form.
“Don’t worry, Little Red Ryder. I don’t eat cute as a button sorcerer’s,” the wolf growled before jumping and charging at the barred window.
Books have always been a big part of Shelby Rhodes’ life. Unfortunately, growing up writing had been a constant struggle for her. So, even with her head filled with stories she never tried to write them down.
It took many years to gain the confidence to explore writing as a creative outlet. Now writing has become a way for her to dive into new adventures and explore new worlds.
With confidence, she fully intends to explore everything that has been stuck in her head. It is her hope that others will join her on her adventures.
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