Hi Ink Drinkers,
Did you love reading
Rose Red and
Sleeping Prince? If you did, you're in luck because I wrote another Sleeping Beauty Inc. book. This is book three. The Sleeping Beauty Inc. books are only mildly connected and it is my opinion that they could be read in any order, but the best order is the order in which they were delivered with
Rose Red first, then
Sleeping Prince, and then
Beauty of Ares.
Here's the synopsis:
Tired of hiring temporary models? Why not try an arranged marriage through Sleeping Beauty Inc.'s Gold Edition catalog? Look no further than Lisbet. She's the daughter of an 'old money' diamond merchant. She'll dazzle your contact list with her wave of black hair and her violet eyes. She'll even travel to Mars, a place infamous for its cruelty toward purchased models. After her father sells her to Vantz Bloomburg, what could her future possibly hold?
So... I was not expecting this book to get in my head and plague me until it was finished. I was supposed to write two more Octavia Girl books before I did anything else. However, it turned out so magical I can't even.
Here is a little clip from chapter two. People are always getting put in cryostasis in the Sleeping Beauty Inc. books. This is a little bit from when Lisbet is put into cryostasis for her trip to Mars. Enjoy:
The lid was clear plexiglass and was meant to look something like a space-worthy glass casket like the one Snow White was dead in. However, there was a bar that broke up the glass, and on it was a tiny screen with instructions and information.
Vantz’s voice came over the speaker. It was deep and low with a slight accent that spoke of culture and civility. “Once upon a time, there was a land that was made of red dust. There was so much of it that it formed dunes of pink sand with jagged black rocks jutting out of it. The sky was a red haze. All the kings of the red sands dreamed of showing their power by turning that pink sand into yellow sand, making that pink sky blue. They all dreamed of it. They poured their money into plans to achieve it, but it was all for nothing. In time, they stopped trying. It was something not even a king could achieve. If a king can’t achieve it, who can?”
His voice stopped and Lisbet saw the sleeping gas drift in through the vents. The little screen in the middle displayed the words, ‘Breathe Normally.’ Lisbet did, though it took all her control to do so.
She fell asleep. The heaviness that hit her was strong. Heaviness was all she knew. Heavy eyelids, heavy hands, heavy thoughts. The thoughts were the heaviest.
I release my books first with chapter updates on Inkitt, Quotev, and Royal Road before they go to the major booksellers. Here are the links if you can't wait:
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