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    Jewel: The Wonderland Chronicles, #4
    Jewel: The Wonderland Chronicles, #4
    Jewel: The Wonderland Chronicles, #4
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    Jewel: The Wonderland Chronicles, #4

    By Alexis Rey

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    Alice is safe from the influence of her mysterious stranger at home.

    Or is she?

    When she went home after last time, something came home with her, and has not left her in peace since, a constant reminder of what happened. Last time was intense. It was too much. Alice isn't even sure she will go back to Wonderland.

     

    Until she receives an unexpected message that leaves her with an itch only Wonderland can scratch.

    And once she's there, her mysterious stranger will be sure to take her places she's never imagined, inching her towards a line she never thought she could cross.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAnd Why Not Books
    Release dateAug 8, 2022
    ISBN9798215796283
    Jewel: The Wonderland Chronicles, #4
    Author

    Alexis Rey

    As a spice reader and a spice lover, Alexis long ago decided the real world wasn't worth the stress. She would prefer to live in a more exciting, spicier place. Hence, she became a writer and travels to various spicy worlds every day. 

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      Jewel - Alexis Rey

      Jewel

      The Wonderland Chronicles, Volume 4

      Alexis Rey

      Published by And Why Not Books, 2022.

      This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

      JEWEL

      First edition. August 8, 2022.

      Copyright © 2022 Alexis Rey.

      Written by Alexis Rey.

      Table of Contents

      Title Page

      Copyright Page

      Dedication

      JEWEL | The Contradiction

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      About the Author

      How do you know I’m mad? said Alice. You must be, said the Cat, or you wouldn’t have come here."

      Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

      Lewis Caroll

      JEWEL

      The Contradiction

      It sat in the drawer of my bedside table.

      I hadn’t taken it out once. It was still in its black velvet box, just as he’d left it for me after our crazy last session, the instructions it had come with still folded neatly inside. I’d hidden it away.

      Out of sight, out of mind.

      And it was going swimmingly.

      Right up until the day this text came through—It’s easy to take more than nothing.

      It’s easy to take more than nothing.

      No need to search this up. This was a quote from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. In fact, it was from the Mad Hatter’s tea party, when Alice says, I shan’t take any more, and Mad Hatter says, You mean you shan’t take any less.

      Not only that, the reference was obvious.

      Perched on the edge of my bed, I took the velvet box out of the drawer and looked at its contents.

      The shiny stainless steel butt plug.

      Smooth, heavy, cold. The biggest part just wide enough for my pointer finger and thumb not to touch around it. The base, a gorgeously crafted ruby-red, rose-shaped jewel. It was certainly pretty.

      Strange to see in my house.

      It was a bite of Wonderland where it didn’t belong. Not behind a chained metal gate in a nondescript building in a room full of things just like it, but in the real world, in my domain, among my things. A memento of my last time there.

      I shivered. It had taken me a few days to come back into myself after last time, to stop halting in the hallway at work with a spacey look on my face fully immersed in a sensory flashback experience. To pay attention to my colleagues, my students. To read a full page without letting my mind wander. To remember lunch, even.

      Now it all seemed like the proverbial hazy dream. I remembered what went on, I remembered what I did, but I couldn’t quite believe it was real. How I hurt, how I begged, how I was unapologetically used. I wasn’t altogether sure I could take that much intensity on with any sort of regularity.

      I stuffed the metal thing back in the drawer and looked at my phone again.

      Wasn’t this the first time I’d received a text in the evening? In the past, it had been earlier, throwing me for a loop in the middle of my workday. Now, I was at home, and he’d just landed himself in my living room as if someone had thrown a brick through my window.

      Another piece of Wonderland in the real world.

      And it was another Alice quote, wrapped in a very suggestive, butt plug-related double entendre.

      It’s easy to take more than nothing.

      What the fuck?

      On a whim, I picked up my phone and texted WTF back to the unknown number. When I’d tried responding to the cryptic texts before, it always bounced back to me as undeliverable.

      I gasped—loudly—when WTF appeared in a green bubble with a sent status underneath it. Presently, the sent changed to read, and I exclaimed, Fuck— throwing my phone across the bed where it bounced and landed screen up.

      My hands to my mouth, I inched back towards it. Sure enough, there was an answer. And a flippant one at that.

      Him: Now, Alice, do you think WTF is a respectful thing to say to me?

      Shit! That absolutely sounded like something that would come out of his mouth. I could hear his voice, see his mild reproachful face. It made my heart knock just the same as if I were on my knees in front of him.

      I regarded the screen, at a complete loss.

      Three dots appeared, and my pulse bounded.

      Him: Well?

      It took me several tries to type out my next message with trembling fingers: How do I know it’s really you?

      I saw three dots, and my whole body went taut with something akin to dread, but when they went away, disappointment washed over me like a headache. I almost got up and walked off, mad at my phone, when a message came through with a ding.

      A voice message,

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