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    Ridin' Red
    Ridin' Red
    Ridin' Red
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    Ridin' Red

    By Nikki Prince

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    A race against biological time...

    After being used to a life of luxury, Anastasia Trumane has the silver spoon ripped from her mouth. And she couldn’t be happier. Hard work fills her with unexpected pride, opening a world of new beginnings and hopefully redemption for her past. But when she sees her old Dom, Lucien Wolf, old hurts surface.

    Lucien Wolf is a Dominant who gets what he wants. He’s found his mate in Bruno Hunter, but their bond isn’t complete. They both need Anastasia. Years ago, Lucien unknowingly started the mating bond with Anastasia. An unbreakable bond. One that would hurt them all if not completed.

    One woman, two wolves, a triad forged in kink.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEvernight Publishing
    Release dateJun 27, 2013
    ISBN9781771304450
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      Ridin' Red - Nikki Prince

      Published by Evernight Publishing at Smashwords

      www.evernightpublishing.com

      Copyright© 2013 Nikki Prince

      ISBN: 978-1-77130-445-0

      Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

      Editor: Marie Medina

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

      WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

      This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      DEDICATION

      To my girls who help me when I’m stuck on an idea: Piper, Kim, Michelle and Shyla.  Thank you so very much for your friendship. Love you bunches.  To my readers, thank you for keeping my dream alive.

      RIDIN' RED

      Once Upon a Dream, 3

      Nikki Prince

      Copyright © 2013

      Chapter One

      Anastasia Trumane couldn’t believe her misfortune at seeing her old boyfriend and Dom Lucien Wolf at Club Fantasy, where it was said that your fondest wishes come true. Shit, did I wish him up? She frowned as she stood in the hotel room she had been renting with her sister since Cinda had evicted them a few weeks ago. What a long story that was. Actually, it was more of a nightmare than anything else, a nightmare that she and Drusilla had caused.

      It remained a rainy, dreary day, and the rain pelted the window. She couldn’t get rid of the feeling that what was happening was just another sign that things could swiftly go from bad to worse. It wasn’t that she was upset with Cinda, because she and Drusilla deserved everything that had happened to them. It wasn’t Cinda’s fault that karma had finally caught up with them and now was kicking them in the ass.

      Why had she listened to Drusilla? She’d gone to the club, following Drusilla like a little puppy. How could she have known that Lucien would be there? That he’d still look so damn good she wanted to lick every last ab and finish that off with riding him until she was screaming his name? She pressed her forehead against the window pane and closed her eyes.

      "Lucien, please. I don’t want to go." She could hear the urgency in her own voice.

      "You have to go. I neither want nor need you in my life."

      "What the hell could have changed from last night to make you say that?"

      He looked so impassive standing there with his arms across his chest and actually barring her from entering his condo.

      "Take your things and go, Ana. I don’t want to see you again. I will no longer be your Dom, and you are no longer tied to me as my submissive." And with those words he turned his back on her and went into his place, closing the door in her face. He’d left her on his doorstep with her suitcases and her dreams turning to shit.

      Ana! Drusilla’s screeching pulled her from her daydreaming, and she turned to look at her sister who was sitting on one of the double beds painting her toenails. Dru had the craziest expression.

      Yes, Dru?

      I’ve been talking to you for the past ten minutes. What the hell are you thinking about that you’re not paying attention to me?

      Sorry, I sorta zoned out. She’d been trying to ignore her sister’s incessant chatting.

      Yeah, I can tell. I said your name five times. Now where was I? What did you want to do tonight?

      I hadn’t thought that far.

      Well, I’m tired of being cooped up in here and not going anywhere. So if you want to go with me then get ready. If not, I’m heading out. Perhaps go to a club tonight.

      She didn’t want to go to a club. She wanted to stay in the room, and yes, mope. Okay, well, maybe not mope, but she wanted to remember the last time she’d been really happy and try to figure out a plan to get that way again.

      You go ahead, Dru. I’m not feeling well. I’ll stay here. Her sister rolled her eyes and made a huffing sound then shrugged.

      Suit yourself. You need to get laid.

      Leave it to Dru to make it sound so visceral. So blunt and mannish.

      You’re probably right about that, but yeah, I’m fine. She turned back towards the window and saw that the rain was lifting. It was a perfect time to order in and get cozy in the bed with a good book. If she couldn’t have her Prince Charming like Cinda, perhaps she could dream about having one and live vicariously through fiction. Love was a fantasy anyway. If she’d learned anything from her encounter with Luc, it was that love was fleeting and not real.

      Drusilla sniggered from her corner of the room, but Anastasia didn’t bother to look around. Fine? Fine, you say? Hmmph, not even close, but if you like it, I love it.

      Drusilla didn’t say anything more and for that Anastasia was thankful. At this point in her life, she was

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