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Original Sinners Extra Read Winter Tales Novel

Updated: Jan 24


Winter Tales

by Tiffany Reisz

Published by 8th Circle Press

An Original Sinners Christmas Anthology


An Original Sinners Christmas Anthology


Return to USA Today bestseller Tiffany Reisz's Original Sinners series with Winter Tales, a collection of three fan-favorite Christmas novellas plus a brand-new novella exclusive to this anthology.


In December Wine, the long-awaited story of Nora Sutherlin's first meeting with Nico can finally be told. Nora enlists her editor (and sometimes lover) Zach Easton on a mission to track down Kingsley's long-lost son. Nicolas "Nico" Delacroix turns out to be young, strikingly handsome, and very French. He wants nothing to do with his father...but everything to do with Nora.


This special holiday-themed collection also includes the novellas Poinsettia,The Christmas Truce, and The Scent of Winter(previously available only as ebooks). A bonus short story starring Søren rounds out the Winter Tales anthology.



RATED: 18+ CATEGORY: MOOD:

Steamy Erotica Feel Good

BDSM


I'm not going to review this one, as it's a compilation of a few novellas and short stories, but I wanted to let all of you Original Sinner fans know about it. It includes December Wine, which takes place between The Mistress and The Saint, and it about Nora meeting Kingsley's son Nico (and if you are a Zach fan, like me, has lots of him in it too.). Poinsettia, which takes place when Søren is twenty years old and in seminary. The Christmas Truce, which I reviewed before, as it's available as a free e-book, and The Scent of Winter, also available as a separate free e-book. It tells the short story of a short getaway for Søren and Kingsley in rural Maine, where Søren makes a confession to Kingsley.


I hope you enjoy these stories as much as I did!


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Favorite Quotes


December Wine

Takes Place after The Mistress but before The Saint


Zach: "Søren has a confessor? That poor man. The confessor, I mean."


Nora: "Nobody knows but you and me."

Zach: "You and I."

Nora: "You're off-duty, Zach. Shove it."

Zach: "Consider it shoved."


Zach: "Don't be surprised if he wants to shoot the messenger."

Nora: "Why do you think I brought you with me?"

Zach: "Well, if explaining our own complicated family situation helps, I'm happy to do it."

Nora: "I meant you could stand in front of me and take the bullet if he does shoot."

Zach threw his napkin on the table, feigning a French hissy fit.

Zach: "C'est ca. I won't be treated like this."


Zach: "Now wait. How i s one night with him equivalent to a week with me? Are you and my wife implying I'm one-seventh of the lover that he is?"

Nora shook her head solemnly

Nora: "I drove a very hard bargain. One night with him was enough for her. One night with you wasn't nearly enough for me."


Nora: "You're the best anal I've ever had, you know."

The slouching immediately ceased

Zach: "I am?"

Nora: "Absolutely."

Zach: "Really?"

Nora: "You need this in writing?"

Zach: "I wouldn't mind it in writing."

She went to the desk, far too modern for her taste, found the pad of hotel stationary and wrote a quick note on it.

Zach: "Nora."

Nora: "Hush, I'm writing. You're my editor. You know how hard it is to get me to sit down and actually put words on paper."

Zach: "That's an unfortunate fact."

She finished her note, folded it, slipped it in an envelope and presented it to Zach. He unfolded it and read aloud

Dear Zach,

You gave me the best ass-fucking I've ever had in my life. And that is saying a lot.

Love, Nora (and her ass)

Zach returned the note to the envelope and tucked it into his jeans pocket

Zach: "Well. I'll be saving that for posterity."


Nora: "He's my everything. Still ... sometimes, when you and I are on the phone fighting about something, I have this wicked little thought ... well, just like I said. One night wasn't enough."

Zach collapsed back on the couch, groaned, laughed, then groaned again.

Zach: "I've said it before and I'll say it again - I can't believe I'm doing this."

Nora turned, straddled his lap and put her hands on his shoulders

Nora: "I've said it before and I'll say it again. I can."


With no warning, Zach grabbed her by the hips, rolled her onto her back, and rolled himself on top of her. He pointed down to her face

Zach: "Behave."

Nora: "Oh, goody. Zach's in a toppy mood tonight."

She rubbed her fingers together like a mad scientist brewing a potion.


Zach: "You know, I really was reconciled to us being friends, only friends. Least I thought so."

Nora: "We'll go back to being friends next week. Until then..."

She moved her hips up and into him, squeezing her inner muscles around him, making his eyes flutter.

Zach: "Nora..."

Nora: "Sorry. That's a lie, but still, sorry."


Nora: "Nice. We'll have very good sex in this room."

Zach: "Does the decor improve performance?"

Nora: "You get a room this nice, it makes you want to have good sex in it. Gorgeous old bed. Fancy wallpaper. Beautiful view. No television. They designed this room for fucking. Hate to late the decorators down, you know."

Zach: "Tomorrow. Tonight we sleep, and in the morning we find this kid."

Nora: "Or we could just stay inside tomorrow and fuck all day."

He took her face in his hands and kissed her on the lips.

Zach: "Not a chance, darling."

Then he slapped her on the ass - hard.

Zach: "Supper, then bed. You like following order. Those are my orders. Come on."

Nora stared in shock as Zach waltz out the door

Nora: "See if I ever let you ass-fuck me again."


Nora: "It really is a farm."

Zach: "What did you think it was?"

Nora: "You just don't think of vineyards as farms."

Zach: "They're grape farms."

Nora: "I'm trying to picture Kingsley on a tractor. Whatever happened to the apple not falling far from the tree?"

Zach: "Says the erotica-writing dominatrix whose mother is a nun."


Nora: "You're not old enough to read what I write."

His eyebrow shot straight up. He laughed and shook his finger at her.

Nico: "You're funny."


Nora: "You."

Nico: "Me? What about me?"

Nora: "You asked me earlier what brings me to Mozet. The answer is 'you.'"


Nora: "We're not a couple. We're too ... weird for that."

He laughed

Nico: "Too weird. You are weird, aren't you?"


Zach, for some reason, refused to drown her in the sea, and called her melodramatic for suggesting it. When they returned to the hotel, she said she was going to drown herself in the bathtub instead. He told her he would miss her when he was gone.


Nora: "You were going to let me drown?"

Zach: "No sex in the afterlife. I knew you'd rally."


His words hit her harder than Søren's whip ever had, but just like the last of a whip, she took it without complaint.

Nora: "Thank you, sir. May I have another?"

Zach laughed

Zach: "You asked my advice. You didn't ask me to cheer you up."


Nora: "Wait. Didn't you say you weren't going to fuck me again until I accomplished my mission?"

Zach: "I did, didn't I?"

Nora: "And didn't you just fuck me, with my mission still unaccomplished?"

Zach: "Yes, but I have a good excuse."

Nora: "And that is?"

Zach: "I wanted to."

Nora: "Very good excuse."

Zach: "But now I really won't fuck you again until your mission is accomplished."

Nora: "Unless you want to. Right?"

Zach: "Right."

She knew she and Zach were friends for a reason.


Nico: "I wish you weren't so beautiful."

Nora: "You and me both, buddy."

He laughed.

Nora: "Why do you wish I wasn't so beautiful?"

Nico: "I want to hate you. It's very hard to hate a beautiful woman, especially one who knows exactly how to scratch your head."


Nora: "Does that make me a terrible person?"

Zach: "No. Of all the things that make you a terrible person, that's not one of them."


Nora: "You're looking at me like you're thinking about fucking me. Or am I projecting?"

Zach: "I was thinking, 'If she's going to lay on the bed, she really should take her shoes off.' "

Nora: "If I take my shoes off, will you fuck me again?"

Zach: "Probably. Probably even if you don't."


Nora: "You're going to miss me, aren't you?"

Zach: "I already do."


Nora: "What? No. You can't leave me alone with him."

Zach: "Why not?"

Nora: "I don't know what I'm doing."

Zach: "No one does."

Nora: "What if he gets hungry? Has he been fed and ... I don't know, watered?"

Zach: "Watered? He's a baby, not a houseplant."

Nora: "What part of 'I don' know what I'm doing' did you not understand?"


Nico: "I thought you were loyal to him."

Nora: "He would want me to be loyal to you."

Silence. A long silence.

Nora: "You don't have to decide anything now. I just wanted to tell you that. So ... au revoir"

Nico: "Au revoir. For now."


Nora: "Nico, thank you for this. Thank you for not hating me."

Nico: "Nora, I don't hate anyone. But if I did, it would never be you."



Poinsettia

Takes place when Søren is 20 years old


Søren: "Tease."

Magdalena: "Say 'please.'"

Søren: "Why are you so mean to me?"

Magdalena: "Someone has to be."


Søren: "You are the most evil woman I've ever had the pleasure of knowing."

Magdalena: "So far."

Søren: "Don't do that."

Magdalena: "You're going to love this girl. She's more vicious than I am."

Søren: "'She' does not exist."

Magdalena: "Oh, she exists. She's going to ruin you and you're going to thank her for it. I can't wait for you to meet her."


Magdalena: "Aww ... my little Bambi is growing up. I'll get my special books from my room. I think it's time you learned about the birds and the bees."

Søren: "You're ruining my appetite, Magda."

Magdalena: "Don't be embarrassed. Sex is a very beautiful act between a woman and a man's wallet."


Magdalena: "What was his assignment for you this week?"

Søren: "He told me to give someone a Christmas gift, someone Christ would give a gift to. He said if I act like a human being, I might eventually turn into one."

Magdalena: "Fake it until you make it? I believe that's what you Americans say."

Søren: "I told Father Ballard to keep his expectations low. He said they couldn't possible get any lower where I was concerned."


Magdalena: "You scare Bianca."

Søren: "Then Bianca is a coward."

Magdalena: "Bianca is a sadist and her father's a capo in the Sicilian mafia."


Magdalena: "My pussy loves you."

Søren: "Mus, are you old enough to be living in this den of iniquity?"

Magdalena: "Moussi is two years old, which is twenty-five in cat years, which is still older than you are, Bambi."

Søren looks down at the cat