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Heart's Fall (Trick or Treat :5)

Author(s): Zenobia Renquist

A simple Halloween tradition turns into more than Vivian or Cala anticipated. They thought their wild midnight romp was a one-time thing, but the deep longing for each other that remains says otherwise. Fey magic is ready to bind them together forever, assuming they can find each other again.


Heart's Fall (Trick Or Treat)
Zenobia Renquist
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Copyright ©2013 Zenobia Renquist

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Vivian wished she were superstitious enough to believe in the myth of the Lord of Pumpkins -- a title shortened to LP in the last few years. When Halloween fell on a Saturday -- something that only happened every five, six, or eleven years -- her friend's hometown prepared a weekend-long festival. Part of that was choosing the biggest and best pumpkin as an offering to LP. Along with the pumpkin, the town chose a girl to present the gift. If LP liked her, he would keep her and grant her eternal youth and beauty.

More than a few couples owed their current wedded bliss to this Halloween custom since it was usually a man from town playing the part of LP. That was the true purpose of the tradition now -- sex in an open field, in full view of the town with the town's permission and encouragement.

But everyone had to play their parts. Vivian wore the appropriate sexy pumpkin costume. It was a cute and fitted strapless orange number with a splash of green over her ample breasts and a matching green headband to hold back her mass of micro braids. The dark brown -- almost black -- shoes she wore matched the horizontal striping running up her thigh-high, pumpkin-orange stockings that stopped just below the puffy skirt of her pumpkin outfit.

Not the costume she would have chosen, but it was all in the name of good fun. Vivian strolled along the path to the waiting pumpkin atop the hill, taking her time since midnight was still half an hour away -- give or take a few minutes. She had left her phone with her purse back in her friend's room. The chill of the night air made her wish she hadn't forgotten her jacket.

Hugging her bare arms, she crested the hill and then stopped. Her jaw dropped and she stared. Blinking didn't change the sight of the pumpkin before her. It was huge. The closer Vivian got to it, the bigger it got.

She hadn't known pumpkins could get this big. The round, orange monstrosity was as tall as her chest. At five-foot-eight, she wasn't short. If any of the past girls had gone missing, it was probably because the pumpkin had eaten them. Vivian didn't feel safe standing next to the thing.

Every horror movie involving killer vegetation came to mind.

She got closer and knocked on the thing. It sounded and felt real, not that she was much of a judge. All the pumpkins she had known had come in cans and pie shells. The thing was probably a fake. That made the most sense, so she chose that as the logical explanation.

Leaning against it, she sighed and wondered what time it was. How long before her mystery man arrived for their little romp? Why hadn't she brought her phone so she could at least play some games to pass the time? Whose idea was it to come up here so early if nothing was supposed to happen until midnight?

Vivian shook her head and ordered herself to be patient. Not her strong suit, but nothing would make the clock hit midnight faster. At least the pumpkin blocked the wind.

It didn't block the fog, however. Thick and white like clouds flying low, the fog surrounded Vivian and impeded her sight. There wasn't much to see on the hilltop, but the fog blotted out the lights from town. She hoped she wouldn't have to wade through this mess to get back. Or maybe the guy coming to meet her would bring a flashlight with him.

"I have come."

Vivian yelped and whirled toward the rumbling, masculine voice. The owner stepped through the fog, causing the wisps to stir and swirl around him. He wasn't anyone she recognized. Tall, toned and lean, the man stood almost a foot taller than her. The ears extending up to points above the top of his head and the long brown hair flowing free to his waist complemented his elfin features. Autumn leaves decorated his shirt and pants, making it appear almost as if his clothes were really made of leaves.

His piercing green gaze captured and held hers. "I, the Lord of Pumpkins, have come. What do you offer?"

Vivian blinked a few times to regain her concentration. She could be distracted by his looks after they went through the motions. "I offer this pumpkin and myself."

LP held his hand out to her. "I will accept both... once I have tried each."

"Fair enough." She put her hand in his and then sucked in a sharp breath that LP echoed. Tiny tingles similar to static electric shocks trailed up her arm from her fingers...

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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 06635-02134
Genre: Erotic Romance
Date Published: 10/16/2013
Publisher: Changeling Press

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