For Women Only
For Women Only is Erotic Science Fiction Romance, and Multicultural. Khyff is a master of pleasure with a tortured soul. Mehfawni falls for Khyff, and wants to redeem the man her people destroyed. The problem is, his fragile trust could be a response of love and a healing heart — or a ruse for revenge.
The antagonist of the book is Empress Rheyn Destoiya, who manipulates Khyff to gain power. Destoiya’s brother, Pietas, plays a small but crucial part in the story. These two are immortal, and manipulating humans is part of a role playing game they created called Peril. Let’s take a look.
Warning: this book contains smokin’ hot sex, humor, and angst. This combination has been proven addictive. Author assumes no responsibility for the reader’s battery consumption in adult toys while reading this book.
Palace District, Conqueror’s Palace
When her brother bowed and insisted she go first, Empress Destoiya smiled. Good. Pietas should be worried. She entered the empty foyer and took the door leading to the elevator for her private rooms. Inside it, she leaned her back against the corner, feet out, arms folded, blocking him from coming anywhere near her.
Pietas draped the black velvet cape around his shoulders and raised the hood. “I suppose you’ll be glad to see me go.”
“You still have a flare for understatement, I see.”
He faced the doors. “You have no more than fifteen years left on your current role in Peril. Most of the players outside the empire are through their games already and want reassignment. If you like, I could summon them here. It would help you, and keep them out from under my feet.”
Pietas had used the role-playing game Peril to end the boredom of immortality. They’d played tor thousands of years, each game forty years in length, scattered all across the galaxy. Unlike a human role-playing game, the Sempervians lived their roles in real time, always in character except around each other. Luck had awarded her two turns as a Ruler, and she’d ended her forty-year reign as Destoiya the Great by faking her death, and then in a coup, reclaimed it as Destoiya the Conqueror, the unacknowledged daughter of the Great. No one had suspected the twenty year old upstart of being the eighty year old deceased monarch.
Destoiya touched his shoulder. “There haven’t been more than twenty of us together anywhere in a thousand years. Why now?”
He turned toward her, but the darkness of the hood hid his face. “Don’t tell me you couldn’t use the support.”
“Oh, I could.” She brushed at lint on her black uniform. “It would nearly guarantee a win.”
“Then you want them?”
The doors opened, and Destoiya brushed past him. “Follow me.” They went through several doors, all opening with the touch of her palm on a panel. The next door scanned her retina. A long hallway led to a red door.
Pietas, Bringer of Chaos
They reached the chamber. Destoiya turned back to Pietas. “Will accepting extra players change any of my rules, goals, or assignments?”
He made a simple, negating gesture. “No.”
“Will penalities be added?”
“No.” He pushed back his hood.
“How will their powers be decided? Will they have to roll for them, or can they use their natural abilities?”
Pietas unhooked a bag of dice and jingled it before her. “Pick one and roll it.”
She ignored the bag and withdrew a coin from her pocket. “I prefer a yes or no answer.”
He rolled his eyes, and with a sigh, returned the bag to his belt. “Call it.”
“Heads they use natural. Tails they roll.” She flipped the coin into the air.
Pietas caught it. “I feel generous. Tell me what you want and you may have it.”
“Why should I believe you?”
“I told you, Sister. I feel generous.”
Destoiya folded her arms. “The last time you said that, we lost a war. What are you up to?”
“Do you want them to roll for abilities?”
“No. Natural.”
Pietas extended his hand, and she held out hers. He placed the coin on her palm. “They’re yours.”
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For Women Only goes out of print in June 2014, so grab it now. It won’t be re-released until the fall, in a new format. Bringer of Chaos will be released later this year.
