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Автор: Danielle Shoebottom
Издательство: HarperCollins
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Жанр произведения: Дом и Семья: прочее
Год издания: 0
isbn: 9780008182656
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       About the book

      Mills & Boon partnered with Scantilly by Curvy Kate to launch The Scantilly Tales, a romantic flash-fiction competition for women wanting to reveal their hidden writing talents and unleash their seductive side.

      Six tantalising short stories were released each week on the Curvy Kate website. Fans and aspiring authors were asked to use their writing prowess to submit the seventh, and final, story, ultimately deciding how these sexy tales would end.

      Entries were judged by an expert panel including bestselling Mills & Boon author Heidi Rice, Scantilly Brand Manager Hannah Isichei and Mills & Boon Editor, Charlotte Mursell.

      The Scantilly Tales contains all seven stories (#ScantillyTales), including the winning tale by the equally talented and stunning Danielle Shoebottom.

      To discover more about the Scantilly range by Curvy Kate, visit the website at www.scantilly.com.

       Acknowledgements

      We would like to thank all the team at Curvy Kate and Scantilly and, of course, our mysterious Scantilly Ghost Writer.

      We would also like to thank Figleaves, Lotte, Joanne Grant, Heidi Rice, Emma Pickard and Charlotte Mursell for their contributions and support in making The Scantilly Tales happen!

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       Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Saturday

       Macari's

       Q&A with The Scantilly Tales winner

       Meet Curvy Kate model, Lotte

       Curvy Kate’s top romantic date locations

       The changing roles of the heroine in Mills & Boon

       Style tips from Figleaves

       Want to be a writer? Top tips from Mills & Boon author Heidi Rice

       Exclusive extract from Heidi Rice’s new book

       Extract

       Free eBooks

       Mills Web

       eBook subs

       Copyright

       The Scantilly Tales

       Monday

      I gaze in wonder. It’s magic lingerie, I swear. In the hallway mirror I see my perfections rather than the usual. I’m glad nobody can hear my thoughts. I look amazing. It’s not just that – it’s scandalous how I feel. I wish I could show someone, to label it hot would be far too cold.

      It began earlier when a courier rang my doorbell at 7.15am. Though awake and dressed, it was pre-coffee and I grumbled to myself as I went to answer it. Yet my face transformed at the sight of a parcel wrapped in ribbons. I beamed at the yellow-uniformed man, gave him my sweetest ‘thank-you’ and carried the gift inside.

      I untied it and before the ribbons had unfurled over my oak kitchen table, I’d removed the lid. My eyes widened at the material sleeping inside. Shimmering like mist over water was a tempting black satin interlaced with a semi-transparent mesh. Then the centre-piece, a glittering rose-gold island, an ornate charm etched with an enigmatic ‘S’ that mesmerised my wits.

      In a trance, instinctively, my hands submitted to the two-piece’s allure. It was perfect. I adore sexy lingerie but I’d never seen anything like it. I lifted the acquiescent briefs and gasped pleasure. I should have left for work but accepted the inevitable lateness without thought.

      In the kitchen, I undressed. I needed to see it on. Immediately. The touch as it fitted my skin was softly caressing, stirring and exciting. Eyes closed, I lightly traced my fingers along the fabric sensing satin first and then mesh; before last, the cut-out in the briefs where I reached my own exposed skin. I was in danger