One of the world's most beloved stories as it has never been told before, Unmasqued is a novel of breathtaking historical erotica. His exquisite obsession... Christine Daa? heard rumors of the hideous Phantom said to haunt the great Opera House in 19th-century Paris. But its youngest and brigh...
He made the bird’s cry, then sniffed his fingers again and smiled. A lusty woman, and one who would not soon forget him. The responding call of a slightly higher-pitched grackle indicated that it was safe for Robin to approach the treetop hideaway he and his men had built. Deep in Sherwood, aloft...
She didn’t know whether to be more relieved or apprehensive about the unexpected, premature return to the city of her birth. “It has been a long voyage,” said a voice in her ear. “But now the real journey begins, does it not, Miss Clemons?” She stiffened but didn’t deign to turn her head, nor to ...
Jane asked her father. They’d just finished a dinner of baked fish and plantains and were sitting in the treehouse. Efremina had slid the movable wall away, leaving one side of the living space open to the view of the jungle from tree-height. It was the most unique, comfortable parlor Jane had ev...
Unlike her naked self, they were all dressed in native clothing. Some wore feathers in their hair or on their revealing clothing, others had beads, woven bits of string, and what appeared to be small bones as decorations. The women wore short, shift-like dresses that ended just above their knees,...
She was blessedly alone and could only guess how long she’d been so. A bit of light filtered through the crack around the door, and the small fires in the braziers had sunk into nothing more than coals. Was it morning, then? Her body ached—her arms, her legs, her shoulders, and especially her bre...
341819Château d’IfOff the Coast of Marseille, FranceHe knew every gray stone in his prison cell, every mortar-filled line between each of them, every change in topography of the dirt floor beneath his filthy, cold, bare feet.He had stopped counting the days of his imprisonment after one thousand ...
When they were alone, Zenovia turned upon her, yanking Jane to her feet with a painful grip. She braced herself for a blow, to be shaken or thrown…something… But to her surprise, Zenovia began to unlock the chains around her waist, and those that threaded through the metal cup covering her quim. ...