"Who will be next?"
Reviewed by Gabrielle Lee
Posted July 3, 2010
Romance Erotica Sensual | Romance Anthology
Three different stories by three different authors each one
different yet all with one same thread: bridesmaids and a
magical fountain. Can each woman and man find true love
through the magic of the fountain?
In Binding her heart the first story we meet Tessa and
Shay. To Tessa's amazement Laura has decided to have her
bachelorette party at a brothel. Little does Tessa know but
she and Shay the owner of the brothel have a past. As Shay
seduces Tessa he finds himself falling in love. I enjoyed
seeing their relationship build. Tessa is a strong and
smart woman who decides to follow her heart. It was nice to
see a man of wealth that had some depth to him and not be
superficial but a man who wants and gives love.
The second story Mortal Sensations brings us Thomas and
Madison. After so many years Thomas finds Madison only to
lose her all over again but with a little help from Alexi
and his magic Thomas may get to keep her after all. This
story was an interesting read filled with magic and love. I
enjoyed watching Thomas come to terms with his feelings and
acting on them as well as seeing Madison learn about and
enjoy her own sexuality.
In Dungeon Dreams the third and last story we find Kendra
and James. Kendra and James enjoy themselves in a hidden
room. Was this the same room she saw in her dreams? I
enjoyed seeing a couple fall in love and explore their
fantasies. Kendra is a woman who is willing to try new and
forbidden things and lets her heart lead her. James is a
good man who puts his love on the line hoping to win her
heart in the end. This was nice to read about the deep bond
that these two have and the love that they share.
This book was a nice read that was not only full of
sensuality but of love as well. Adding in the magic and the
voodoo into these stories was a nice touch giving a special
edge to them. With characters full of depth and emotion
WEDDING FAVORS is a book that should not be missed.
Here come the bridesmaids...in a tantalizing trio of
never-before- published erotic novellas.
these steamy stories set in New Orleans, three
nice-turned-naughty bridesmaids each make a wish by tossing
a coin into an infamous fountain. Before the night is
through, the wishes come true, the gowns come off, and the
games begin... Nikita Black
goes behind the
closed doors of a bordello and a masked bachelorette party
where anything can-and does-happen. Allyson
explores a mĂ©nage a trois as a bridesmaid is
locked in a house with two men who introduce her to
sensations that are out of this world. Sheri
reveals a secret room under a French
Quarter B&B where a bridesmaid's forbidden erotic dreams
become a reality.
Quarter, New Orleans
is a brothel?â€ť
Kittredge could not believe she'd let her friend
Laura talk her
into this . . . this . . . insane idea.
bachelorette party at a brothel.
brothel,â€ť Laura--the bride--corrected her choice of
a mischievous wink. â€śMaison.â€ť
excuse me. Maison. Like there was a difference?
Not only was the party to be held at an actual house of ill
upscale--but the bride had actually arranged for her
become part of the evening's merchandise.
Tessa weren't so appalled, she'd have to admit
there was a certain cosmic
humor to the situation. After all, what was marriage but an
lifelong contract for sex? Well. At least until one of the
got tired of the other.
that she was cynical or anything.
tugged at the short skirt of the slinky blue, strapless
had provided for her to wear, and glanced nervously around
floor of the maison Chez
Duchesne. Once you got through the strict security check
signing at the front door, the bar and reception area
normal, like those of any other luxurious boutique hotel.
the part where some of the guests were walking around
but sexy underwear--and some not even that much.
Along with the
golden masks most of the women and some of the men wore to
meant they were available. Available.
had been stunned when the other two bridesmaids donned
their masks with
alacrity and disappeared within seconds of the guard
letting them inside.
is crazy. Even for you,â€ť Tessa murmured to Laura.
friend looped arms with her and urged her further into the
appointed room. Music pulsed in the background, punctuated
of coy laughter and the tinkle of crystal glasses. The
of jasmine filled the air. â€śDarling, every woman
about being a whore at one time or another in her life,â€ť
â€śDon't tell me you never have.â€ť
are one thing,â€ť Tessa pointed out, her cheeks warming at
insight. â€śThat doesn't mean I'd actually do it in
smiled knowingly. â€śTell me, how many one-night stands have
in the past ten years?â€ť
was no use lying. They'd been college roommates. â€śOne
or two,â€ť Tessa
grudgingly admitted. â€śBut that was different.â€ť
Tonight you'll walk away with a nice, fat paycheck.â€ť
thousand dollars for an hour, five grand for the night.
men were willing to pay for no strings. Not that she was
Bitter? Hell, not her. It was actually better this way.
don't need the money,â€ť she said firmly. She had a great
job as a graphic
designer. Admittedly, not for a thousand dollars an hour.
that last nasty breakup, you could use a little fun,â€ť Laura
out, steering her toward the bar. â€śA night of unreserved
Trust me, it'll be amazing.â€ť
for her to say. Laura had always been the impetuous,
wild-child friend. The one that careful, orderly, good-girl
always envied just a little. Okay, a lot. But she had
the groom among the guests, so she knew very well what
were playing at tonight. She, however, had no one waiting
in the wings.
Not here. Not back home. Not ever again, if she had
anything to say
know I'm not into sex with strangers,â€ť she said over
the pulsing throb
of the music. â€śI'm not eighteen any more.â€ť
were turning to stare at them, openly interested. The heat
in her cheeks
intensified. It made her feel . . . exposed. On display.
a little excited. She couldn't deny the fantasy was a
don't have to go with a man,â€ť Laura assured her, her
coyly with one of the lookers. â€śNot unless you want to. No
no requirements, other than to have a good time.â€ť
already been through all of this. Outside, in that eerie,
courtyard next door, where Tessa, Laura, and the other two
had stopped to make a wish at an unnervingly evocative
The fountain, called the Jaillissement de Plaisir--a
suggestive name, if her high school French served her-- was
to bring immense sexual pleasure and everlasting love to
all who made
an offering to it. After giggling through their wishes and
coins--which Tessa had palmed rather than let it fly into
sat down on the ancient, crumbling fountain wall where
Laura had revealed
the shocking details of the bachelorette party.
to be honest, Tessa hadn't been able to concentrate on
Chills had kept running up and down her spine. That
had seemed so strangely, spookily, familiar. Like she'd
been there before.
And the three half-nude muses holding up the fountain all
be dancing just for her, gazing at her with alluring eyes,
her to join them in their wantonry. Not to mention the
that someone else had been watching her the whole time.
day she'd been feeling restless, like she was waiting
to happen. Something that would change her life forever.
this be it?
on,â€ť Laura said, leading her deeper into the
decadence. â€śLet yourself
go. If you don't want to have sex with anyone,
don't. Just indulge yourself
and enjoy the possibilities. You decide how far
don't know if I can do this,â€ť she murmured. Torn
between the temptation
of the fantasy and the terror of the reality.
handed her a golden mask. â€śOf course you can. Darling, for
give yourself permission to become whoever you want, to do
you wish.â€ť She smiled mysteriously. â€śWho knows what erotic,
spell the Jaillissement de Plaisir has already cast
You might just find you like it.â€ť
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