Painted Soul

EXCERPT 4


Her blood boiled with sexuality from his touch. He placed hard kisses along her neck. Forgetting her brother was sitting near by, soft moans escaped her.

She felt the limo swerve to the side of the street. She looked out the window as it pulled up to The Place. Puzzola helped her to her feet. A familiar, but older, elf greeted them and Elizabeth noticed the sparkle in his eyes. He either remembered her or was expecting her when he greeted her by name.

“They’re here,” she saw him speak into a small microphone as she stepped aside to let her brother pass.

“Me ole friends, welcome,” Tucker Tripp placed a kiss on her hand. “An’ to the lady, Elizabeth, whose beauty grows ere time me eyes see her. Candy to me own eyes, she is.”

She smiled at him as he led them through a corridor she had never seen. Puzzola held her tightly as Erick looked back at her. They paused before going through a door. Elizabeth looked in the direction Erick pointed. A black and white sign read, “The Skunk’s Den.”

“You are in my realm now,” Puzzola’s voice was raspy as he opened the heavy door. “Welcome to my kingdom. It’s time you met my subjects.”