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Things aren't going well for Rhiannon's people. She has returned to chaos after being elsewhere. She hates what the evil Lord Taroog is trying to do to her people. With her brothers dead, she tells her parents she will go undercover to infiltrate Taroog's inner sanctum. Even if that means she has to be his consort.
All she asks in return is that she spend her last night in the arms of a special man selected by her mother. A man to take her virginity and teach her what it means to be loved so she has pleasant memories to carry her through Taroog's hell.
Barron, one of the leaders of the Resistance, is the chosen one. How can he refuse a woman so brave? And under the cover of darkness, he grants her wish... Customer Ratings: (All Time)
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From Anya Kerensky, The Romance Studio
4.5 STARS!...Fantastic! The author's imagination and powerful writing shine in this story of love, sacrifice and courage. The blazing passion in the sensual scenes is tasteful and appropriate, the relationship between hero and heroine incredibly compelling within the parameters of this brief tale. Caitlyn willows is a writer of great talent...
From Anita, Enchanted In Romance
4 UNICORS!...This short sci-fi fantasy is written with enough information to almost feel like a compressed full novel. I admired Rhiannon's bravery and intelligence. Her chosen Barron, is a very generous and compassion man. The passion between them is sincere and very arousing...you will enjoy this tale of love and war.
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Rhiannon wrapped her arms around him and nestled her head against his chest. "There is no sacrifice too great for my people. How many times have you said that, Father? How many times have you shown that?"
His arms fell about her. "A true leader. Just as your brothers were."
"We will be victorious, Father."
"Or die trying?" He gave a soft chuckle. "Yes, you are truly of the House of Ba-lark."
"I can't fight you both." Sadness weighed down her mother's voice. Rhiannon pulled from her father's embrace. "Thank you. I have one final request of you."
Her parents waited, eyes focused on her. The gods only knew what was going on in their minds. It was a daring request, but no more so than what she had previous told them.
"I need something to carry me through the years. A sweet memory if I am to lay nightly with Taroog. All I ask is one night of pleasure in the arm's of a man chosen by you."
The silence lasted a full minute. Finally, her father uttered a single word.
"Agreed."
Her mother flicked away a tear and turned.
Rhiannon would never let them know how frightened she truly was. She was counting on this single night to carry her through.
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