The Festival #MFRWhooks

The Festival, Book 3 Virtus Saga

When Ylianor Meyer throws in Prince Duncan Caldwell's face his generous offer to adopt her into the Caldwell family, she has only one thought in mind--to get as far away from the stunningly gorgeous dark-haired prince and his equally striking blond-haired lover, Lord Christopher Templeton before she falls in love with them harder than she already is. Before she becomes their slave for real and surrenders to both without any shame. For each is a master in his own standing: one for pleasure, the other for pain.

Such is the new setting of the Virtus Saga, where nothing is as it seems. Not the world, since its all-pervading sex drive hides a scary lack of violence. Not the people, since soul mates Prince Duncan Caldwell and Lord Christopher Templeton share a love that is unrivaled until that fateful knock on Ylianor Meyer's dilapidated shack.

This book picks up right where The Game, Book 2, leaves off and extends love and passion into torrid sex and bloody nightmares. It's a unique connection, laced with jealousy and violence that are unknown to their world. This is not just another erotic dark fantasy series. This …

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Virtus Saga: The Lord #MFRWhooks

When Lord Christopher Templeton has to enter Cecilia Hurst’s Game of Masters and Slaves, he already knows he has to prove himself to the man he has adored since the age of reason, Prince Duncan Caldwell. And he can do it only with her, Lady Ylianor Templeton, his bewitching mate and the only woman who can make his two separate halves reunite. Angel or Demon? No, not a question. He is Angel and Demon! Two faces. One incredibly gorgeous man! And only two people can switch him one way or the other. The past in his power. The present in his lust. The future in his temper. Because he is The Lord, and his Game will be unlike any his people have ever seen.

Such is the final setting of the Virtus …

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The Moon Priestess #MFRWhooks

“People are scared.” She brushed back a loose strand of Keylar’s hair. “They don’t know what’s going to happen to them, and you haven’t been too forthcoming.” Leaning forward, Portia scrutinized her face. “Changing strategy ought to convince them and stop their discontent.” Then it was as though she found the answer she had been seeking, for a flash crossed her eyes, and she drew back. “But something tells me this is not the reason you haven’t been sleeping well lately.” Her glance fell on the …

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