Excerpt and Giveaway: Telling Tales by Charlotte Stein

telling tales

One Steamy Reunion

Back in college, Allie and her friends used to come up with the wildest stories. When a professor bequeaths his mansion to Allie and three other former students, it’s the chance they’ve all been looking for to get back together. But there’s more than friendship bubbling beneath the surface…

As secrets are revealed and relationships rekindled, the stories get dirtier and the stakes get higher. And now Allie’s realizes that she isn’t quite sure who she wants…fun-loving Wade or quiet, restrained Cameron. Neither has been honest about their feelings, and now they have the chance to act on all of the tales that ignite their most primal desires.

“I devoured this like a chocolate bar…This is a book I feel I will read over again.”—Lucy Felthouse, author of Raising the Bar (The Edge Series)


I’m not going to share “Hamin–Ra” even if we decide to do just that.

I only brought it because…I brought it because I brought other stories too. I brought it because I grabbed a bunch and shoved it all in, and there’s nothing more to it, really. Just as there was nothing more to Cameron shoving rolls of stories into the back of his pants as though yeah, none of us were ever going to find them. None of us were ever going to say come on, come on, where’s your tale, Cam?

“Probably,” I say, but Wade laughs, then, and says, “Oh, she knows. She knows for sure, she’s got it with her!”

And I hate him for that too. Now they’re after me to read it and no, no, no, I can’t, I can’t, and then I have to tell them why and it’s mortifying somehow. It’s like pulling a tooth. Out of my vagina.

“The ending’s smutty, OK? No no no.”

It’s more than smutty—-it’s downright pornographic. But I don’t say that and I’m glad, because even something as tame as the actual word I used has made Wade touch his tongue up to one pointed incisor, and I can see Cameron sitting up even straighter, on the periphery of my vision.

Plus Kitty starts giggling like an idiot into my lap, spilling wine from the glass she should no longer be holding, while she’s sprawled all over me.

“Great. Great, guys. Laugh it up.”

But Kitty goes one better than that.

“I always knew you wanted to write porn,” she says, in between hilarious, hilarious laughter. “All those stories about ghosts that wanted to have sex with people but couldn’t.”

Oh, Lord.

“I didn’t really want to write about porn, OK?” I say, but then Wade has a go too.

“I think you kind of did.”

And then even worse: “I do remember a lot of sex–ghosts.” Everyone turns to look at Cameron immediately. Mainly because he just used the words sex–ghosts as a term, and he didn’t even have to spend a lot of time searching for it. He just blurts it out and then, when we all stare at him in amazement, he takes a massive swallow from his wineglass.

Definitely half–cut.

“See. Even Harvard over there thinks so,” Wade says, and of course Cameron rolls his eyes in reply. Sometimes Wade would call him Yale or Dartmouth, but the result was usually the same.

“We went to the same university!”

“Yeah. Yalevard.”

“There’s no such place.”

“Harvale, then.”

“That’s even less existent than the other one you mentioned.”

Ah, it’s like no time has passed at all. They can go like this for hours, every word hinging on Wade’s ability to be intentionally ridiculous for long periods of time, and Cameron’s almost death–like insistence on the literalness of things.

Though he has grown a slight hint of sardonicism, right at the back of his words. It’s very faint but I can hear it, and there’s something about the gaze he lays on Wade that seems…cold,

It makes all the hairs on the back of my neck prickle, at the very least.


For a chance to win a copy of TELLING TALES, answer this question:

What is your fantasy getaway location and who is/are the person/persons you would like share it with?

Contest ends: March 31, 2014

Winner Announcement: April 5, 2014.

Note: Winner must be a US/Canada resident, and will be chosen via Randomizer.org

3 thoughts on “Excerpt and Giveaway: Telling Tales by Charlotte Stein

  1. Phoenix says:

    I wonder why I didn’t see this post before…Anyway, what an awesome excerpt, makes me wish I have some friends like that. Okay, maybe not, I’m past the age of fooling around, but not for making fantasy getaways, thank God! LOL I’d love to be able to roam the city of love (or is it romance? Paris, where else?) with my SO.


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