Missing St. Patrick's Day
(2023)(A book in the Holiday Monster Erotic Short Stories series)
A Story by Lilith Leana
Felicity has been down on her luck for as long as she can remember. She travels to Ireland to join the St. Patrick’s celebration but due to unforeseen circumstances arrives too late. Luckily she meets a handsome Leprechaun who is willing to give her what she so desires.
Bailey the Leprechaun loves to make pleasurable deals with pretty humans. When he meets Felicity in a bar, he knows he needs to be the one to help her.
Excerpt:
He gestured to his fashionable green suit and top hat and gave me a little bow. “Well because I’m a Leprechaun, of course, love.”
An actual real-life Leprechaun was standing before me and I suddenly was unable to utter a single word. When after a minute I still hadn’t spoken he smiled, and I could see laugh lines appear next to his eyes. That put me at ease somehow.
“So what’re you willing to offer for some luck?”
“Everything,” I blurted out. That seemed to silence him, so I continued. “But it would have to hold for a long time. None of that luck for a day stuff.”
His charming smile reappeared and he offered me his hand.
“I think we could make that work.”
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Reader advisory: This story contains explicit sex scenes between a human and a Leprechaun.
Missing St. Patrick’s Day is a 3k words, short, steamy, hot, erotic, Monster, Holiday, Irish Gnome story. Explicit sex scenes, standalone, no cheating or cliffhangers.
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Bailey the Leprechaun loves to make pleasurable deals with pretty humans. When he meets Felicity in a bar, he knows he needs to be the one to help her.
Excerpt:
He gestured to his fashionable green suit and top hat and gave me a little bow. “Well because I’m a Leprechaun, of course, love.”
An actual real-life Leprechaun was standing before me and I suddenly was unable to utter a single word. When after a minute I still hadn’t spoken he smiled, and I could see laugh lines appear next to his eyes. That put me at ease somehow.
“So what’re you willing to offer for some luck?”
“Everything,” I blurted out. That seemed to silence him, so I continued. “But it would have to hold for a long time. None of that luck for a day stuff.”
His charming smile reappeared and he offered me his hand.
“I think we could make that work.”
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Reader advisory: This story contains explicit sex scenes between a human and a Leprechaun.
Missing St. Patrick’s Day is a 3k words, short, steamy, hot, erotic, Monster, Holiday, Irish Gnome story. Explicit sex scenes, standalone, no cheating or cliffhangers.
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