Spin My Gold

My mother traded me for gold, and now three men have come to claim their prize...

There are many tales about Rumpelstiltskin and the woman who promised him her first-born child. All of them are wrong. My mother was not a miller's daughter forced to spin straw into gold, she was a gold-digging b*itch who wanted wealth more than me.

But when Rumpelstiltskin died, I thought I might be free. Unfortunately, I didn't know his debts were given to his handsome sons, and that there are consequences if they don't collect.

Years ago I escaped those men, but they've found me again. And this time, their desire to own me has become personal. Apparently, they want to leave me begging for more than just my freedom.