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His throaty whisper #VirtusSaga

This new edition of the first book in the saga is so much richer than the original version. The characters are more vivid and three-dimensional. The plot is more linear and direct. The story is more detailed and articulate. The sex scenes are more torrid and satisfying. All in all, this new book 1 of the Virtus Saga gives readers a better grasp of the series and it’s a highly recommended starting point for all those interested in dark fantasy romance.

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“Not to worry, Prince.” #VirtusSaga

When Prince Duncan Caldwell loses his way home and knocks on a stranger’s door, looking to find shelter, he doesn’t know his life is about to change forever. Not because he can’t tear his gaze away from the beautiful woman who opens that door, but more so because she’s a stranger yet he can’t shake the feeling she belongs to him. And discovering she’s been banned from his home can’t stop the vortex of his feelings nor the truth of his world from crashing down on him.

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Virtus Sex: Author’s Cut, Virtus Saga #1

This new edition of the first book in the saga is so much richer than the original version. The characters are more vivid and three-dimensional. The plot is more linear and direct. The story is more detailed and articulate. The sex scenes are more torrid and satisfying. All in all, this new book 1 of the Virtus Saga gives readers a better grasp of the series and it’s a highly recommended starting point for all those interested in dark fantasy romance.

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The Lord, #VirtusSaga

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?

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Virtus Sex: Author’s Cut, Virtus Saga #1

This new edition of the first book in the saga is so much richer than the original version. The characters are more vivid and three-dimensional. The plot is more linear and direct. The story is more detailed and articulate. The sex scenes are more torrid and satisfying. All in all, this new book 1 of the Virtus Saga gives readers a better grasp of the series and it’s a highly recommended starting point for all those interested in dark fantasy romance.

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The Festival, Book 3 Virtus Saga

Prisoner of their whims, it was impossible to resist them further. With a shock of pleasure, she realized they were her masters—not just one, but both—to which she surrendered herself, body first, juggled upward and sideways, until she had no choice but to ride their tide, swept along with their passion, swelling uncontrollably as they drove her into bliss, her convulsions sucking them to the balls and squeezing them dry.

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The tired moon grew pale, and early morning slipped in, hazy and shy, touching a line of scratchy conifers with rose, tracing distant mountains. They were still on the high plateau and many miles from the sea, yet Anne was almost certain she could see the faint line of water, way over there, on the blurred horizon.
Renaud left the highway, turned onto a side road, and stopped near a tangle of Turkish cedars. How pale and exhausted he looked after the difficult drive.
“Feel like a walk?”
“Excellent idea,” she said, swinging open the car door.
They began following the dusty track. The air was resinous but carried a hint of salt on its chilly edge. She shivered.
“Cold?”
“Not at all,” she answered, although it wasn’t true. After Gülkale’s insistent, dry heat, this damp, sea-laden air was a shock.
His brow furrowed. “You don’t like showing vulnerability, do you?” Then he slipped his arm around her shoulders, and the faint sting of his words vanished.
“That’s much better,” she said softly. Very much better. Wonderfully so. The warmth of his scent engulfed her, and her nostrils flared with pleasure. Her arm curled around his waist. How right it felt, being here with him. How easy. And reckless, too.
“Anne? Look.” Deftly, Renaud caught her shoulders and swung her around until they were both facing the dark mountains in the east. “I’ve ordered something special, just for you.”
And at that very moment, the gleaming arch of new sun slipped up into the violet and crimson edge of sky.
She laughed, caught by the moment’s sheer perfection. If only this could last forever. If only nothing else existed, either after or before. She leaned back into his arms, felt his steady strength.
“Thanks for making the sun rise for me.”
“Any morning you’d like.”

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