Legends of Braeyork Series by Morgan Rush

Growing up as a poor girl in my village, I knew I possessed but one thing of any monetary value.My innocence.I had developed early. Men would stop and stare at the generous curves of my tall body. But my father understood that only the King of the Braeyork Dominion was rich enough to pay for the gift I had to offer... moreGrowing up as a poor girl in my village, I knew I possessed but one thing of any monetary value.My innocence.I had developed early. Men would stop and stare at the generous curves of my tall body. But my father understood that only the King of the Braeyork Dominion was rich enough to pay for the gift I had to offer.So here I was, ready to be inspected like a broodmare at auction to determine the price the King was willing to offer my widowed father and help our starving family survive the winter starvation.If I used my advantages with skill, I might avoid becoming another concubine to the King and, with luck, become his Virgin in Waiting, the chance to be his next first-wife.Or perhaps, he might choose me as his second or third-wife to provide pleasures unbecoming of a first-wife.But what I didn’t know, standing in public view at the King’s court, was how he would test me before gifting me to one of his two handsome sons.---Start your adventure with Sold to the King, Book 1 of the Legends of Braeyork,a super steamy historical fantasy romance series where things (eventually) end very happily.Warning: This book is set in the fictional Dominion of Braeyork, ruled by a lusty King who exercises absolute authority over his subjects. It includes detailed adult activities set in a world of historical fantasy and the occasional mythical creature. If you don't enjoy that sort of thing, don't bother. But if you do, start reading right now. You'll be glad you did! less

I probably should have known that being the only woman in a pub overflowing with strong ale and even stronger intoxicated soldiers would lead to trouble. As the conversations grew increasingly raunchy and the supply of my grandfather’s hearty Dunfeld ale began to dwindle, trouble certainly seemed about to spill over.“You a maiden yet, wench? How old are you, girl?”I dropped an overflowing tankard of dark ale on the table of the uniformed man posing the question... moreI probably should have known that being the only woman in a pub overflowing with strong ale and even stronger intoxicated soldiers would lead to trouble. As the conversations grew increasingly raunchy and the supply of my grandfather’s hearty Dunfeld ale began to dwindle, trouble certainly seemed about to spill over.“You a maiden yet, wench? How old are you, girl?”I dropped an overflowing tankard of dark ale on the table of the uniformed man posing the question. His two drunk companions grunted, leering at me with a mouthful of filthy stained teeth.I glared at the questioner.Captain Mason Hawke was the odorous commander of the King’s cavalry that had arrived late last night. Beads of sweat covered my forehead. My thin blouse, drenched from the spray of pouring and serving hundreds of rounds of foaming beer all morning, clung to me like a second skin. The soaked material barely hid the fullness of my bosom from so many wanton eyes.“None of your business, sir,” I snorted.I dared not show an ounce of weakness. If I let him know I had just turned twenty, or if I lost my composure and revealed the secret of my true Fae nature, the morning would end even worse than the last two hours had been of being ogled and pawed by the rowdy mob of men in my grandfather’s tiny establishment. The Painted Owl was the only inn and pub in the remote village of Dunfeld.----Book 2 of the Legends of Braeyork Series is coming March 15. Pre-order now for another sizzling erotic romance from Morgan Rush. less

Desperate to survive, I disguised myself as a man and became the most trusted Squire of the Prince of Crasmere, Heir to the Braeyork Dominion.He knew not that beneath my heavy wool uniform lurked the raw passion of a fiercely loyal maiden – a woman who could fulfill his fantasies of romantic love.But alas, I was not as naive as the Prince.I had lost my parents to the Vaeler King, leader of the horned creatures raising an army to take the throne... moreDesperate to survive, I disguised myself as a man and became the most trusted Squire of the Prince of Crasmere, Heir to the Braeyork Dominion.He knew not that beneath my heavy wool uniform lurked the raw passion of a fiercely loyal maiden – a woman who could fulfill his fantasies of romantic love.But alas, I was not as naive as the Prince.I had lost my parents to the Vaeler King, leader of the horned creatures raising an army to take the throne. I became a survivor and, disguised as a man, found opportunities denied to the women of Braeyork.Still, dressing the handsome, muscular Prince every morning and becoming his closest companion after the death of his father, the King, I grew conflicted with my deception.I was not as strong as I thought, aching with desire and nights of longing.And now the final straw – I was to advise the new King of whom among the Dominion’s most desirable virgins he should choose as his Queen.It seems I had deceived everyone, including myself.★ ★ ★ ★ ★Continue your adventure into the Legends of Braeyork with Book 3, Saved by the Warrior Wife- a steamy medieval fantasy romance adventure. This book is set in the fictional medieval Dominion of Braeyork. It includes detailed adult activities and the occasional mythical creature. If you don't enjoy that sort of thing, don't bother with this series. But if you do, start reading right now. You'll be so glad you did! less

I knew it was not supposed to be this way, but perhaps it was inevitable I would become a woman this afternoon. It was rare to see such a large vessel anchored this close to shore. But more surprising was the scene unfolding before us. A long, sleek dory was being lowered into the water with ropes and pulleys. The men on board were shouting instructions. They seemed excited.As they got closer, I gripped my mouth in shock.Four tall men stood upright in the dory, naked but for a small loin cloth... moreI knew it was not supposed to be this way, but perhaps it was inevitable I would become a woman this afternoon. It was rare to see such a large vessel anchored this close to shore. But more surprising was the scene unfolding before us. A long, sleek dory was being lowered into the water with ropes and pulleys. The men on board were shouting instructions. They seemed excited.As they got closer, I gripped my mouth in shock.Four tall men stood upright in the dory, naked but for a small loin cloth. And even more astounding, the men had dark ebony colored skin – black as the midnight sky.I remained frozen and could not avert my eyes.One man, who seemed to be the leader, stood smiling, flashing a brilliant smile and folding his hands together as if giving thanks to the gods.His body glistened with beads of water from the sea. His silky smooth, hairless, broad chest, wide shoulders, and bulging arms gave him the stature of a warrior.He glanced my way as I ducked low behind the long grasses, praying he did not see me. I waited a few moments before I rose up and gingerly peered through the slats of grass.To my surprise, he stepped out of his loincloth and kicked it aside.The image of his firmly sculptured dark backside slipping under the turquoise waters of the Sea of Glint left me holding my breath.★ ★ ★ ★ ★Continue your adventure into the Legends of Braeyork with Book 4, Mated by the Ebony Captain –– a steamy medieval fantasy romance adventure. This book is set in the fictional medieval Dominion of Braeyork. It includes detailed adult activities. If you don't enjoy that sort of thing, don't bother with this series. But if you do, start reading right now. You'll be so glad you did! less