Robin Hood was a thief, and Rapunzel was a princess lost in the forest.

I do a job, and I get paid. It isn’t complicated.

Until her.

I was to save the princess of Sherwood from a tower she was locked in and return her to her parents—the king and queen. I get a tidy sum as payment, and the crown pardons my merry men and me for our past crimes.

But things did get complicated. Rapunzel wanted to go to the sea, and I ached to make that wish come true for her. As we made our journey, the passion and longing this princess brought out in me were impossible to ignore.

I was caught between duty, honor, and desire. I had wanted her to trust me so she’d return to her parents. But I soon realized if I took her to the castle, I would never see her again. Never hold her in my arms again.

At least, that’s what I thought would happen.

I rescued Rapunzel, but in reality, she saved me.


Rapunzel and Robin Hood is a fractured fairytale—not a retelling. It’s the first book in The Twisting Fairytales series. All characters are 18 and up, and this novel should be read only by a mature audience.