And inspiration. Throwing caution to the winds, she tosses her legs in the air. Sean Griffith never stands a chance. Tegan ravishes him on the spot. On several spots, to be exact. Then, Sean discovers Tegan's extortion scheme...
Revenge is sweet. In this instance, it's naughty too.
Louisa Trent has been published in ebook and print format since 2001 through several publishing companies and now as a self-published author. She writes across the genres - contemporary, historical, paranormal, multi-cultural, and sci-fi. Basically, she writes whatever piques her interest, and she is a writer of many passionate interests. Readers can reach Louisa through her website: www.louisatrent.com.
When docent witch Catherine Covington uses her powers of witchcraft to save the life of CIA operative John 'Hawk' Adams, she does so at great personal risk to herself. Through her complete and total sexual submission to the dominant and disturbed John, Catherine finally reconciles what is to be a witch with what it means to be a woman. Only then does Catherine understand the visions that have plagued her concerning the captivity of her 17th century ancestor, Euphremia Prim, at the brutal hands of Hawk, a Wampanoag warrior . . . and John's distant relative.
A beautiful witch in sexual bondage. A beleaguered warrior carnally enthralled. Centuries of recriminations and lust explode when two lovers confront a past wrong...because even in the realm of darkness love will hold dominion.
Former Rough Rider Braxton Southbourne needs medical help. Since his return from Cuba, this Captain in the Spanish-American War suffers from recurring bouts of depraved urges. These dark periods of sexual perversity prevent him from courting the virginal socialite he thinks to wed. In an effort to treat this worrisome condition, Brax hires Anne Floss, a battlefield nurse.
Mr. Southbourne might call himself perverse and depraved, but Nurse Floss knows better. This is not to say her patient doesn't suffer - he does, mightily. Pangs of guilt over his unexpressed dominance in the bedchamber cause him untold misery. Fortunately, she can help.
In the course of treating her patient, Anne gives into own secret submissive, finding wanton satisfaction in Mr. Southbourne's cure, whilst hoping against hope he never truly gets well.
Now to convince Brax to give up trying to fix what he thinks ails him and merely give in.To her.
Although tales of Lord Spur's cruelty are legendary and his justice is oft-times harsh, peasant Mitri chooses carnal servitude in the nobleman's solar over rotting in a dungeon as his prisoner. But, my, Lord Spur is as thorny as the vines surrounding his embattled keep. His prick stings her so. He toys with her mercilessly, all hours of the day and night, and not only in his bedchamber.
Subjected to all manner of carnality, her pleasured flesh rubbed raw from leather restraints, her throat screamed hoarse from the enjoyment he forces upon her, Mitri accepts the bounty of her Master’s passion.
For, really, there is naught for her to do -- save trust beyond question, save believe beyond doubt, save know beyond all reason that she has found her one true love in the dominant overlord.
But -- has she? Has she found her one true love? Or has she only succumbed to the dark seduction of the Devil of Nettlewood?