Hixxup
Written on Jan 8, 2011
I am Princess Meredith, heir to a throne of faerie. Once upon a time I had a day job. I was a private detective, but being a princess seems to have become a full-time occupation...My aunt, the Queen of Air and Darkness, will have it no other way. I am virtually a prisoner here, incarcerated with some of our world's most beautiful men to serve as my bodyguards...and my lovers. For I have a duty to perform: I must produce an heir. They say practice makes perfect; well, that may be. The pleasures have been many but there is still no sign of a child, and no heir means no throne. But that's the least of it. If I fail, my life is forfeit - death awaits at the vengeful hands of my cousin Cel and his followers. Now Mistral, captain of the queen's guard, has come to my bed. In doing so, he defies her and risks her terrible wrath. But our joining together has a mystical power so ancient that none can stand against it and survive - not even my Storm Lord, Mistral himself. And yet because he helped bring forth this magic forth, he may live another day? If I can reclaim control of the fey power that once was, there is hope. I might still defeat those who would see me fall. I might yet survive...Between the darkest faerie magic and the deepest desires of the flesh lies the twilight world of Meredith Gentry - princess, private eye and powerful player in a deadly game of supernatural and sexual intrigue.
And this is her most eerie and erotic adventure yet.
- ISBN10 0593057236
- ISBN13 9780593057230
- Publish Date 4 December 2006 (first published 1 January 2006)
- Publish Status Out of Print
- Out of Print 11 March 2014
- Publish Country GB
- Publisher Random House USA Inc
- Imprint Bantam Press
- Format Paperback (UK Trade)
- Pages 224
- Language English
Reviews
ibeforem
Written on Feb 1, 2007
The best thing I can say about this book is that there’s some resolution at the end (which is more than I could say about the two prior). The rest of it is pretty much sex and faerie politics. Really, this series is just thinly veiled erotica, yet I CAN’T STOP READING IT.