Promo – Princess and the Huntsman, by Patricia Green

princessandthehuntsman_full

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….

I invited Patricia Green to stop by today and talk about her brand new story, The Princess and the Huntsman.  It seems like a combination of old school romance, mixed with a fairy tale theme, spiced up with some very emotionally charged spanking and sex scenes. Mmmm! I just finished the story. And I have to honestly say, it pressed all of my buttons!  Great plot, fun characters, hot spankings, sizzling sex, emotional growth, and of course, a HEA!  This is not your grandmother’s fairy tale!  I loved it, and finished it in two short days.

Here’s Patricia, to tell you more. 🙂

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

First, let me thank you, Katherine, for inviting me here today. It is always a pleasure to visit and share a little of my thinking with you for a few minutes. Now let’s talk about:

Fairy Tales for Adults

Once upon a time, there were stories. Some of the stories had mystical, magical qualities. We call them “fantasy.” Other stories had love and sensuality. We call them “romance.” A few stories had stern household discipline. We call those “spankers.” Quite a lot of stories have morals and medieval themes. We call them, “fairy tales.” But, most amazing of all, some had all of these features. We call those, “fantasy, spanking romance, fairy tales.”

That’s what I hope to discuss with you today.

What makes up a fairy tale? Are they heavy, dogmatic, morality plays? Are they light with Tinkerbelle’s fairy dust? What are they exactly? Originally, fairy tales were children’s stories, meant to teach lessons in good comportment and morality. Many of these lessons were period-specific. So, for example, Grimm’s fairy tales are about nineteenth-century ethics. But they don’t have to be obsolete tales. They can be modernized, with sensibilities those of us in the twenty-first century can relate to. The lessons can be a lot more subtle and playful.

Their romantic component doesn’t have to be elderly, either. In fact, some of the most romantic fairy tales have been updated for current readers, like my version of Snow White (Snowy and the Seven Wharves). And the eroticism has been kicked up a notch as well. It is often quite explicit and more sensual than ever before. You’ll find that in my current release (The Princess and the Huntsman).

Spanking stories are more modern views on personal relationships, though discipline has long been a part of fairy tales—consider Aesop’s Fables. But today’s spanking stories are more titillating, and the discipline is often limited to family units, whether that is an orthodox pairing, or a polyamorous grouping, or even an age-play tale.

And fantasy…oh yes, so much of what we read now is fantastical, set in distant places with unusual settings, people, mores, and universes. In modern fairy tales, we often see time-travel and paranormal happenings, or realms that are medieval, but not quite our medieval. They’re all fantastic and inspire the imagination.

I’ve written three modern fairy tales. Two are in fantastical places, and one was a contemporary theme. But all have been romantic stories that harken back on the fairy tales we know and love from childhood. If you haven’t read a fairy tale recently, get yourself a copy of one of the many modern fairy tales you can find at Amazon and other retailers. You might be pleasantly surprised at these updated versions of familiar stories. They’ll remind you of what you left behind in childhood, but give you permission to be rather naughty right now. Find your “happily ever after” in a book today.

*****

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Blurb for The Princess and the Huntsman, my newest book release. It’s a medieval fairy tale, set in a not-quite-familiar place and time.

Though she was once as sweet as she is beautiful, since her mother’s untimely passing Princess Brandywyn seems to grow brattier with every passing year… until the day she is waylaid by a band of ruffians and dragged away into the forest. She is taken far from her home, but at last she is rescued from the outlaws by a simple huntsman named Tom and her life is changed forever.

Neither Tom nor anyone else will believe that a girl dressed in rags could be a princess, and without the slightest idea of how to get home, Brandywyn finds herself with no choice but to accept Tom’s offer to share his cottage. The feisty nineteen-year-old princess soon learns, however, that Tom will not stand for being treated as a servant. To her horror, Brandywyn discovers that arrogance will earn her a good, hard spanking on her bare bottom, and that more serious misbehavior will result in even more humiliating punishment.

In spite of his strict discipline, Brandywyn begins to feel things for Tom that she has never felt before… things that make her blush with shame. A princess should not dream of being stripped bare and taken long and hard by a commoner, yet dream of it she does. But what will her answer be if he asks for her hand, and what will come of them if her father finds her and returns her to the palace? Can a princess not only lust for a huntsman, but love him as well?

*****

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

Links:

Amazon

All Romance eBooks

Barnes & Noble

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….

Excerpt:

“Kill it! Oh! It bit me! Kill it!” Brandywyn was beside herself. An insect had made a meal of her as she slept.

Tom sat up with a start. It was still dark in the cottage, but Brandywyn could see him clearly. He wore his same clothes, though loosened and without his boots.

“Brandywyn? What?”

“A ravening creature bit me!”

“Ravening?” He stood. “I see nothing.”

“Light the lamp, fool! I shall show you.”

Sighing, Tom lit the oil lamp. “Do you show me.”

Brandywyn held out her pale arm. On it was a small, red bump. “See?”

“Tis a mosquito bite, Brandywyn. Nothing more. I assure you that you will not perish for lack of blood.”

“You mock me! And use my name familiarly! I did not give you permission to do so.” She was furious. “Kill it! Find it and kill it!”

“‘Twould be impossible, Princess. It is too small.”

“Knave!”

“There is no need to call me names. It will not change the matter.” He was frowning.

She rose from the bed and confronted him with hands on her hips. “You defy me? How dare you defy me, you lowly peasant!”

He faced her squarely and did not bend to a knee as a supplicant should. Brandywyn bristled. “You go too far,” he warned her. “I have done naught to raise your ire so. Back down or I shall show you the measure of my hand on your bottom.”

The spanking from Smith gave her pause. Was there no end to the mistreatment she would suffer? “I shall tell my father and he will have you gutted and stuffed with oats, like a holiday piglet.”

He continued to frown at her, towering over her like a near-to-toppling tree. “Do not push me.”

In fact, she did push him, with her two hands, though it did not move him even an inch. When that didn’t work, she slapped him full on the face. He turned his cheek slightly, but did not flinch. Brandywyn’s eyes rounded and her breath stilled as she saw the fury on his face. She instantly regretted her temper tantrum, but could not back down.

Tom grabbed her by the waist and bent her over his hip, hiking the shirt up to the small of her back; her bottom was bare, for she had no underclothes. “I am your guardian for the nonce,” he told her. “You will be polite!” With that, he set a resounding slap on her bottom.

“Ouch! Unhand me! Do you dare to strike a princess? You shall hang from a gibbet!”

“Hang me, then, but I shall have my pound of flesh first.” He commenced spanking her in earnest. Each blow jarring her through and through. Her bottom had just been beginning to feel better, too, but now, oh, now it was ailing once again. Tom continued to spank her, despite her protests, despite her squirming.

“Show some manners, Brandywyn!”

“Varlet!” Her protests were growing weaker and weaker as tears threatened to fall. And still, he spanked her again and again. “Please,” she finally pleaded. “Please stop. I shall be more kind.”

“I do not believe you,” he said, laying another half-dozen spanks on her fiery buttocks. The pain had rippled down her thigh to her knees along with his hard hand. “And I shall have my bed back this night!”

*****

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

Author Bio:

Patricia Green is a fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She hopes to provide the reader with love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. She’s the author of more than 20 published novels and novellas.

Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, crochet, knit and watch hockey and baseball.

You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:

Email: pig (at) patriciagreenbooks (dot) com

Website/Blog: http://www.patriciagreenbooks.com

Spanking romance pages: http://patriciagreenbooks.com/books-featuring-spanking/

Facebook http://www.facebook.com/Patricia.Green.Romance

Twitter: @PatriciaIGreen

Google+: http://plus.google.com/+PatriciaGreen

Amazon Author Page:  http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Green/e/B002RCB0IK/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

9 thoughts on “Promo – Princess and the Huntsman, by Patricia Green

  1. Casey McKay

    This sounds like a good one! I love a man that can put a sassy princess in her place. I always inserted spankings into the fairy tales I read, thanks for doing it for me Patricia. Adding this one to my TBR!

    Reply
    1. Patricia Green

      Thank you, Casey! I think I inserted spanking into every romance I’ve ever read, but not into fairy tales–until I started writing them. They seem a natural fit when you think about it.

      Reply

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s