Curvy Ever After: Forbidden Curvy Girl Fairy Tales

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Book: Curvy Ever After: Forbidden Curvy Girl Fairy Tales Read Online Free PDF
Author: Twyla Turner
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    Red stood and began to dress, a sadness filling her heart. She had no idea how or when she’d see Elan again. Once she was dressed, she started back towards the path to her grandmother’s house. With no distractions and her mind preoccupied with thoughts of Elan and his passionate lovemaking, it didn’t take her long to reach the small cottage.
    Red opened the front door and peeked her head inside. “Grandma, it’s me Rebecca.”
    She opened the door fully and stepped inside. There were no signs of her grandmother anywhere. The only signs of life in the home was an odd snow white owl perched on the post of her grandmother’s bed.
    “Well you’re not my grandma.” Red said, coming close to the bird.
    She held out her arm and the owl spread its pristine wings, lifted off of the post and landed on Red’s extended arm. She looked at the bird closely, the feeling that it looked at her with recognition came over her. Red shook off the silly notion.
    “You have such big eyes,” she said to the bird and it blinked in response. “With such a large pointy beak and big talons.”
    A noise from a dark corner of the cottage drew Red’s eyes. What she saw nearly stopped her heart. The gold eyes of a wolf stared back at her. It slowly stepped out of the shadows and Red backed up, but the small kitchen table stopped her progress. She watched in terrified fascination as the wolf morphed into the form of a man crouched before her. The man unfolded his body as he stood up and Red gasped when she realized that it was Elan.
    “Elan! W-What are you? Why are you here? And what d-did you do to my grandmother?” Red began to panic.
    “Hello, Red.” Elan said calmly. “I’m a shifter. The wolf is my spirit animal. I’m here to save your grandmother from sickness. And you’re grandmother is currently sitting on your arm.” Elan answered each of her questions in order.
    “What?!” Red cried, looking at the owl in shock.
    The owl flapped its wings and flew off of Red’s arms and in midair transformed into her grandmother. Red’s mouth flapped open and closed several times. She was unable to form words for the things she had just seen.
    “Don’t worry, dear. I’m alright.” Her grandmother soothed. “This wonderful young man told me that he met you along the path and that you told him of my illness. So he came straight away to come heal me. Says his father is a medicine man and showed him the ways of a healer,” she explained.
    “So you turned her into a bird?!” Red shouted at Elan.
    “I’m alive and healthy, am I not?” Her grandmother said with hands on her hips.
    “Well…yes but-”
    “Well, but nothing. Stop your fretting. I’ve never felt better.” Red’s grandmother grinned brightly.
    “The owl is her spirit animal. To embody your spirit animal, is to embody life.” Elan informed Red.
    “Your mother shelters you too much. She thinks the natives are savages but I think some of their customs are quite extraordinary.” Her grandmother said as she patted Elan’s arm affectionately.
    “Yeah, I’ve experienced some of them.” Red raised a fiery brow at Elan.
    Elan had the grace to blush. “I could not resist. I had to have you. I apologize for being so forward. But it doesn’t matter now, we have mated before Mother Earth. We are now one. Joined forever.”
    “Does that mean we’re… married ?” Red asked astounded.
    “For the most part. Now you can embody your spirit animal too.” Elan told her.
    “ My spirit animal?”
    “Yes. You are a fox. Red and curious.” Elan grinned.
    Red turned to her grandmother. “And you’re okay with this, Grandma?”
    “Dear, if there’s one thing I’ve learned in my advanced years, it’s that if you are lucky enough to find a gorgeous man that kisses the ground you walk on…keep ‘em!” Her grandmother winked at her conspiratorially.
    Elan held out his hand for Red to take. She looked at his face, warm and welcoming. She reached across the
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