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Faerie Tale Romances - The Signed Book Shop
Faerie Tale Romances - The Signed Book Shop
Faerie Tale Romances - The Signed Book Shop
Faerie Tale Romances - The Signed Book Shop
Faerie Tale Romances - The Signed Book Shop
Faerie Tale Romances - The Signed Book Shop
Faerie Tale Romances - The Signed Book Shop

Faerie Tale Romances

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The Rose Gate

Once upon a time, a human girl was kidnapped by a fae prince...for her own good.

I was just minding my own business in the woods. At night. As you do when your family is as messed up as mine. When I was rudely abducted to Faerie by a grizzly bear.

Okay, so he’s actually a cursed fae prince named Leith. And yes, he did technically save me from the creepily intelligent wolves that were chasing me down. But now I’m trapped at his castle until they go away, and this prince is far from charming, what with the missing eye, and the curse, and did he cut his own hair with a sword?

I suppose it could be worse. Yes, the castle and it’s inhabitants have been cursed by the Unseelie Queen, but I don’t have a fox handmaiden back home to braid my hair every day. Or dresses that shimmer like starlight. And maybe the prince isn’t so bad, when he’s not growling at me. He might even be handsome under those scars.

But that’s besides the point. I’m going to figure out the curse this castle is under, save my new friends, and get back home before I lose my heart to this beast of a prince.

Until then, I hope there’s at least a decent library somewhere in this castle.

**If you wish that The Cruel Prince was a bit less...cruel, or think that Downton Abbey could be improved by having forest creatures as staff, try The Rose Gate! This is a sweet retelling of Beauty and the Beast that kicks off the Faerie Tale Romances series.**

The Glass Gate

Sometimes all a girl needs is a good dress and some magic shoes.
Prince Charming is optional.

My goal was simple: create a killer fashion design portfolio, win the scholarship to the school of my dreams, and never have to clean my step-family's house again. I just needed some inspiration. Something to set my portfolio apart from all the other up-and-coming designers. A little fashion magic.

I didn't expect literal magic.

But then my friend dressed me up like a fae princess, and whisked me away to Faerie. The food! The dancing! The dresses! This was just the inspiration I needed, so when the crown prince asked me to stay and be his fake girlfriend, I jumped at the opportunity.

Prince Tiernan is gorgeous and charming, but I'm just a part of a plot to find his bride. That's fine by me. I'm just here for the fashion. No messy feelings. On the other hand, it's very hard to not have my head turned by a boy who gives me a dragon egg.

The longer I stay in Faerie with Tiernan, the more caught up I get in the magic of his kingdom, and I start to believe the stories we're spinning for everyone. Stories of magic and sacrifice and maybe even true love.

I can't lose sight of my goals. I need to win that scholarship. Putting my heart on the line for a prince and his kingdom is just too risky. Am I brave enough to try? Maybe if I find the right dress.

Where's a fairy godmother when you need one?

If you think Ever After is the best Cinderella retelling, because they actually get to know each other, or that Project Runway would be improved by having a baby dragon, try The Glass Gate! This is a sweet, stand-alone retelling of Cinderella, set in the Faerie Tale Romances world

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Faerie Tale Romances

$148.00 AUD

Your Order Includes

2 Hardcovers (with signed bookplates)
2 Art Prints

Tropes You'll Love

The Rose Gate

forced proximity
fairytale retelling
slow burn romance
they save each other
witty banter

The Glass Gate

fake dating
found family
witty banter
fairytale retelling

Content Rating

2. Romance with mid content (holding hands and mild kissing)

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“There you go, Àlainn,” said a low, gentle voice. I opened my eyes. A big beast of a man hovered over me with a brown, bushy beard, and twigs stuck his long hair.
I shrank back from his touch and glanced wildly around me. Stone walls and gilded furniture were lit by sunshine pouring through the velvet-draped window.
The man reached toward my bandaged arm, and I jumped.
“You see, my lord,” said a raccoon, popping its head up beside the bed. “I told you to shave. You look terrifying.”
I blinked at the raccoon. Nope, this was not okay.
I kicked off the light blanket covering my legs and tumbled to the floor.
“No, you don’t understand!” The man reached for me, but I scrambled away from him and got to my feet.
“Where did you bring me?”
I didn’t wait for an answer. I bolted for the door and swung myself out into the hallway. The massive stairway to my left seemed promising, so I ran to it, my bare feet sinking into the thick rug that ran down the middle of the stone floor. The one-eyed man looked about a foot and a half taller than me. He’d catch up to me quickly.
But I had terror on my side, and stone stairs were much easier to navigate than a slippery path in the dark. My twisted ankle seemed completely healed. How long had I been asleep?
I stumbled into a foyer and got a brief impression of gilded mirrors and glass lanterns before I pulled open the heavy oak doors. I paused and sneezed in the bright sunshine.
“Wait!” The man sounded close behind me.
Too close.
Nope, not waiting. I yelped as my bare feet hit the gravel path at the bottom of the stairs. A high stone wall surrounded the garden, but at the end of the path, a stone arch covered in roses formed a perfectly circular gate. I could vaguely make out a dirt trail on the other side. It must be the way out.
“It’s not safe!”
I glanced back and almost tripped at the sight of the grand stone castle behind me. How far from home was I? I dashed through the rose gate toward freedom.
And plunged into darkness.

Hanna Sandvig


Hanna Sandvig

Hanna Sandvig is turning your favorite fairy tales into faerie tales with some sweet romance and enough sass to keep things interesting.

Hanna is living out her personal happily-ever-after in the mountains of BC, Canada with her husband, three little girls, and giant cat. If you drop in to visit, please bring plenty of chocolate and strong black tea.