Heavenly Revenge – an erotic, romantic fantasy
Revenge can be cold and cruel.
When Rose dies before her time, two sweet, old angels send her on a mission to save another world. The angels worry she will be no match for the land’s strong and handsome king. However Rose has learned a bitter lesson
courtesy of her unfaithful and very ex boyfriend. She is strong too.
But when the lovely Rose meets King Andrejs, she has a sweet battle on her hands. He believes she is an enemy spy who has learned a secret that may affect the outcome of the war raging between his kingdom and the land to the north. It is against Andrejs’ code to hurt a woman.
But, as both he and Rose discover, revenge doesn’t have to be cold or cruel. Revenge can be hot and very pleasurable indeed.
Rose’s long, deep, rich, red mass of sweet ringlets reminded him of the final throes of sunset, when the sun bled into the horizon. Her skin, too, had a porcelain-like quality he’d never seen before, not even in the men. She looked so creamy that he wanted to taste her.
His let his eyes wander farther down to her slight, feminine body, which his cock ached to enjoy. Now that he thought about it, it was very kind of the Anglandians to send him such a beautiful woman. She would have been expecting to use that lovely body of hers as a means of persuasion. Certainly, he would find out why this lovely little spy had been sent to his palace, but there was no harm in mixing cruel, hard warfare with pleasure, was there?
“Yes, Rose, my quandary is that if you were a man, sent down to spy on my country, I would kill you without hesitation. But you’re a beautiful woman, and I want to make love to you, although you’re still my enemy. You see my dilemma, don’t you?”
He reached out and put his hand to the small of her back, pulling her close to him, loving her woman’s softness as he forced her tiny body to press against his chest and belly. He threaded his fingers through her red curls, reveling in their strange softness, then tilted her head back and forced her to look at him. Those deep blue eyes, the color of the sea, fringed with dark lashes, stared back at him. She didn’t seem frightened, and that surprised him, for she had every reason to be. No, she appeared to be…stunned.
He focused on her lovely face. Yes, she was his adversary. But her lips were full and lush and made for kissing. So he bent his head and kissed them.
Victoria Black lives in Queensland, Australia, with her husband, Darryl, and her very disobedient dog, Toby. When she’s not writing sexy romances, Victoria enjoys playing bridge and going to exercise classes (well, it’s the coffee with everyone afterward that she enjoys). Of an evening, she loves eating Darryl’s delicious dinner and drinking a matching wine. You’ll notice food usually makes an appearance in Victoria’s books!