Elise Betz: Author & Books
Novels, Short Stories, and Flash Fiction
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The Sun Diamond Princess
& the Blind Assassin
​100K Adult romantacy, light fantasy, bi-racial princess, disabled blind romantic interest, he falls first, against he odds romance, bachelor auction at a brothel, plenty of angst, unresolved sexual tension, pining and spice with a HEA.
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Comps: The Ugly Princess by Henderson Smith x Brienne of Tarth x Dardevil x Tristan & Isolde with a HEA.
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THE PITCH
After a mix-up at a brothel, a blind former assassin saves a facially disfigured princess from an assassin sent by her mother, the queen regent. On the run together, the princess brokers peace with a warring country, offering herself up for marriage with hopes of returning home and deposing her tyrannical mother. The princess is torn between her love for her country and her love for the blind assassin.
​If beauty was a currency for women to procure a husband, Princess Myra was a pauper.
First line, first page
Chapter One
"You have given meaning to the words poets use to describe the ethereal rapture of a kiss.”
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~Arzhang
Chapter Six
"You have been my anchor, stopping me from being carried away on a tide of hopelessness."
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~Myra
Chapter Nine
Once the inspection was done, Margusse announced, “Yes, Your Highness is still intact, and snug to ensure His Majesty will cause proof of your purity upon the wedding bed sheets.”
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“Yeah, but what if he’s hung like a–” Myra began but was cut off with a cuff to the head by Aldewude to shut up before she could suggest Zviad was as endowed as a hamster or a ‘tiny worm.’
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Myra sat up, rubbing her head with one hand and casting a glare at Aldewude. Turning her ire back to Margusse, she added, “Next time you’re going to stick your fingers up my cunt, buy me a drink and kiss me first.”
Chapter Thirteen
Quotes from The Sun Diamond Princess
& the Blind Assassin
The torment of Arzhang's heartbreak was worse than any sting of the lash.
Chapter Thirteen
“My sweet merciful God. It is a sun diamond. I’ve never seen one that big,” the dowager remarked breathlessly.
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“Lemme see that!” Zviad demanded.
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“You didn’t care for it when you thought it was a common pebble. Now you want to look at it? I don’t think so,” Myra growled, scowling at Zviad as if she might pick up her dinner knife and stab him through the heart at any second.
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“Who gave it to you?” the emperor demanded.
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“By someone who can see beyond surface imperfections and recognize the beauty within!” Myra roared.
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All eyes at the table swiveled to stare at Arzhang.
Chapter Fifteen
With her feder in her right hand, she greeted her sparring partners. Then for a bit of bravado, tied a cloth around her head, to continue practicing without the benefit of sight. “Getting skewered by three men at once? Why, Steiner, what a lovely belated birthday present,” she taunted, ripe with insinuation.
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“When you’re my wife, I shall tame that mouth of yours,” Zviad said before advancing loudly with his boots stomping, allowing Myra to step aside from his lunge, spinning around behind him and tapping her feder against his back gently.
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“If you fuck as well as you fight, it may be a while before there is an heir to either of our thrones,” Myra teased him. “If you were to inspire me, you’d learn my mouth could do more than cut down your ego.”
Chapter Nineteen
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When Aldewude and Larissa attempted to place the veil that would obscure her face, Myra finally had a strong opinion on the matter. “No!” she barked sharply.
“It’s Aurostrine tradition, to symbolize your purity,” Aldewude advised.
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“Fuck tradition. I’m not wearing it. My purity got certified with that Giatrone’s cold, bony fingers up my cunt. Let everyone see me cry. Let them know I am suffering for them. Peace has a price as well as war,” the reluctant bride argued, her voice choking towards the end.
Chapter Twenty-One
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