This story's about how Sam saved Troll's Blog by coming up with one of the coolest ideas ever. Bedtime Stories Publishing...
Bedtime Stories' webmaster Carter Roth has two great passions: his work, and his lover, Brody Mann. So when he learns someone's hacked into his precious website, Carter is determined to track down the culprit and make him pay!
Editor Claire Casson is on the run. The last thing she wants or needs in her life is the complication of an alpha dragon capable of setting her blood on fire.
Jean-Paul, incubus editor, has been assigned a new author. Dominick may be a fantastic author, but when he gets aroused, he turns into a real ogre...
When review coordinator Pixie calls reviewer B.J. Smith into the office to discuss a bad review, she finds out "she" is two males. Very drool-worthy males.
Callie, the Bedtime Stories mascot, is about to get all the loving she can handle... if she can just shut up!
Bedtime Stories in no way represents any actual publishing company. Any resemblance to the staff and authors of Changeling Press is purely coincidental.
That's our story and we're sticking to it.
This collection contains the previously released Bedtime Stories titles:
Troll's Blog by Shelby Morgen
Beyond Boundaries by Hunter Raines
Ugly Duckling by Lena Austin
Pixie's Playmates by Anne Kane
Shut Up! by Marteeka Karland
Praise for Bedtime Stories
"...a delightful collection of stories that more than satisfied this reviewer's kinky bone for things that go bump in the dark. It was done in a refreshing way, with each story connected through a fictitious publishing company, Bedtime Stories and the quirky individuals who are behind the scenes. From the "I dare you" CEO to the vampires maintaining the websites -- to the incubus editors and pixie reviewers, there will be something to satisfy everyone's taste in paranormal."
-- 4.5 Delightful Divas from Dakota, Dark Divas Reviews
Praise for Troll's Blog (Bedtime Stories)
"Let me say that I love the Bedtime Stories series. The stories are short, hot and fun to read. This one is no exception."
4.5 Cherries! -- Holly, Whipped Cream Reviews
"Troll's Blog is one hot, wicked ride that will leave you clamoring for more. I highly enjoyed this series of hot stories and hope Troll comes back with a few more in the future."
-- Dawn, Love Romances and More
Praise for Beyond Boundaries (Bedtime Stories)
"A deliciously hot story with a couple of enjoyable surprises along the way."
-- Lisa, Joyfully Reviewed
"This story definitely is strictly about the sexual tension so if you like your erotica with a little romance like me, Hunter Raines has one for you."
5 Cherries! -- Peppermint, Whipped Cream Reviews
Praise for Ugly Duckling (Bedtime Stories)
"This story isn't a run-of-the-mill paranormal/fantasy story. Ugly Duckling is more than I ever imagined and worth the read. "
-- Tiger Lily, Whipped Cream Reviews
"Ugly Duckling is a heartwarming short story. Dominick is an author, who shifts into something else when he has been sexually awaken. The characters are intelligent and believable, as well as sensual. The amazing Lena Austin never fails to deliver an engaging saga with some of today's social allegations incorporated."
4.5 Nymphs! --Chocolate Minx, Literary Nymphs
Praise for Pixie's Playmates (Bedtime Stories)
"If you want a story that's sexy and not at all what you'll expect, then you need to read Bedtime Stories: Pixie's Playmates."
-- Tiger Lily, Whipped Cream Reviews
"Bill and Jake are handsome, and kinky, hunks who complement Pixie's personality nicely. Anyone looking for a hot and sexy read will surely want to give Pixie's playmates a try."
4 Hearts! -- Susan W., The Romance Studio
Praise for Shut Up! (Bedtime Stories)
"A great twist in a story meant to expand your imagination and take you to another world. When one cat-woman meets a hunky science experiment gone wrong, the sparks fly and love ignites. "
4 Nymphs! -- Ambrosia, Whipped Cream Reviews
"Callie and Eli burn up the pages when they get together in the latest addition to the Bedtime Series Shut Up!. This story has a perfect balance of humor and heat that will leave readers wanting more."
4 Nymphs! -- Amethyst Nymph, Literary Nymphs
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Bedtime Stories (Box Set)
Excerpt from Troll's Blog
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2014 Shelby Morgen
I was so wrapped up watching the '50s vintage Harley coming toward me I didn't even notice he wasn't registering on my screen. As in 1950s. Well over a hundred years old, and still on the road. That machine was really flying. Well, no. Not really flying. That's an old euphemism for moving. Speeding.
God knows what he'd put in the tank. Probably running on moonshine. Nothing legal'd have it cranking like that. The sound of that motor purring down the road toward me had my blood heating up. I closed my eyes for a moment, ready to breathe in the scent of ancient exhaust.
Then it hit me. Sigh. No. Not literally hit me. My brain engaged -- enough to see the century-old motorcycle was not registering on my vid panel. Nothing. Flying completely under the radar. And he wasn't slowing down. In fact, the closer he got, the farther he laid himself out along that tank. Rider and cycle shot past me in one long black blur that had my mouth watering -- and my hand on my gun. He might be sexy as hell, all black leather stretched out long and lean over that tank, but nobody -- and I mean nobody -- runs the gate on my watch.
Alarms and sirens went off, and lights flashed down the next mile of bi-way, warning the felon that he'd best slow down and pull over before the Toll Collector caught up with him.
Not that he slowed in the least. In fact, I'd have bet a month's salary he gunned it about then.
Fine. If that's the way he wanted to play it, the chase was on.
Damn, but that view looked even better from behind.
I shook my head as I jumped into my patrol pod, a three-wheeled Flitter that was airborne at a safe hover of a half-meter or so by the time I got my Mohawk crammed into the cockpit and the door slammed shut. What the fuck was he thinking, trying to outrun a Toll Collector?
The bridge itself is a long, straight shot of highway with equally long approaches, spanning just under two kilometers of unquiet waters. This isn't just any bridge they've entrusted to me. No. It's the Golden Gate, linking Old San Francisco to Marin Co., California. One of the longest bridges in the world. One of the few still in constant operation. Sure, a lot of people use Flitters these days, rather than ground vehicles, but Flitters aren't exactly safe hovering over rough water, and the bay's never calm. So unless you've got a full pilot's license, and something jet propelled, if you're going south, you've got to pass over my bridge.
And pay my toll. Which this asshole had elected not to do.
I'm not exactly an inexperienced pilot. I know my bridge like she was my baby. She's 2.7 kilometers, from abutment to abutment, laid out straight and true as an arrow shot from a master's bow. We crossed her in just under one minute, and if I hadn't been so pissed off, I'd have been scared shitless.
Yeah, even a Troll can experience fear. Doesn't happen often, I'll admit, but chasing that leather-clad backside across that bridge through sheering winds high above some of the roughest, coldest water this side of hell at 200 KPH is more of a thrill than even a Troll is used to.
I could tell, too, from the way he hugged that tank, that he was really getting off on the chase. Every time the wind hit him he'd roll his shoulder, leaning back into it like he was riding a lover. He glanced back at me once, facemask lifted enough for me to see him grin. I'd bet my pension he had a boner the size of his ego. When I caught this idiot of a Human he was going to get a piece of a little more than my mind. I might even resort to police brutality -- before I friggin' killed him.
No Human scares a Troll and gets away with it.