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eBook Category: Erotica/Paranormal Erotica/Dark Fantasy
eBook Description: A Brother's Betrayal.... Conar McGregor ... tortured Prince of Serenia, Kaileel Tohre's nemesis. Finally knowing what love is, and who holds the key to it, he takes on the Brotherhood of the Domination in order to save his bride. But her safe return plunges him into a nightmare of terror and betrayal, so deep, so alarming, that even his Liza cannot save him from damnation. Liza ... whose belief in her husband is tested as the evil of Kaileel and Galen intrude into their lives much too viciously to ignore anymore; whose ability to overcome the treacherous accusations hurled at her by others, even her own husband, will take all the magic of her soul. The Brotherhood of the Domination ... An unholy sect of priests whose one goal is the downfall of the Prince of the Wind; the ultimate evil hell bent on having Conar: body and soul. They will stop at nothing to break Conar's spirit and have him as one of their own. Rating: Contains graphic sexual content, adult language, and violence. (Please note: this title was previously released elsewhere but has been revised for its NCP release.)

eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, Published: 2006, 2006
Fictionwise Release Date: October 2006

This eBook is part of the following series:

• Charlotte Boyett-Compo's WindLegends Saga

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"What the hell are they doing now?" Teal asked, squinting up to look at Thom.

"I'm not sure you want to know," Legion sniffed. He was sitting on the ground, his back to a large boulder, his ankles crossed, arms folded across his massive chest. "Whatever they're doing doesn't concern us, du Mer."

Thom Loure scampered back down the ledge, sat on a rocky outcropping, and took the wedge of apple Teal du Mer handed him.

"You know," Loure said, taking a large bite out of the juicy flesh, "I don't remember ever being that horny when I was Coni's age." He grinned around the mouthful of apple. "How 'bout you, Legion?"

Legion snorted. "I don't think anyone in the history of the world has ever been as horny as Conar McGregor." He made a wry face. "You'd think he had invented sex all by himself."

Teal turned, pulled himself up the ledge, and peered down. His eyes went wide with wonder. "By the gods! They're still at it."

Legion reached out to tug at du Mer's shirt. "Will you get your ass down from there before he sees you?"

Teal slapped away his hand. "He can't see me."

"All right," Legion warned, "if he catches you spying on him, you'll wish he hadn't."

Looking up at the brilliant spring sky, the sun sending rays through a few scudding white clouds, Thom stretched out his long legs in front of him. He followed a careening sea gull as it made its way across the heavens, dipping and soaring, its wings barely moving in the stiff breeze.

"He's as free as that gull." The big man mused. He scratched his bald pate where bristly black hair was beginning to show. "It's good to see him happy."

Legion nodded. He took a deep breath and looked at the high-flying gull. "Liza's the reason. She's made him content."

Thom brought up his lanky legs and circled them in the perimeter of his equally lanky arms. He squinted, lowered his rubbery forehead into a frown, and pursed his thick lips; signs the big man was thinking.

"They've been married, what now? Two years almost?" Loure nodded. "Aye, two years, and the bloom is still on their marriage. No fights, no arguments, no spats." He turned his big head toward Legion A'Lex. "Is that normal?"

"No," Legion said, "not as far as I can tell."

"Highly unusual," Teal du Mer mumbled. "Or so I'm told."

Legion craned his head around and reached up to tug on du Mer's cambric shirt. "Damn it, Tealson, will you come down?" Teal slapped away his hand and Legion took in the unwavering stare on his friend's dark face. "Just what the hell's so gods-be-damned interesting, anyway?"

Thom, his curiosity aroused, pulled himself back up the ledge. "By the sweet mercy of Alel! What is the man doing to her?"

Legion scampered up beside him and let out a slow whistle. "Wouldn't you think that would hurt?"

Teal shook his head, a faint blush beginning to form on his dark gypsy face. He plowed long fingers through his chestnut hair, ruffling the thick curls. "Do you think he'd tell us where he learned that trick?" the half-breed asked.

"Aye, and just how will you explain to him how we know he can do such things as that?" Legion sneered, his bearded face tight with impatience. He gawked down the ledge. "Merciful Alel! How is that possible?"

Thom's large mouth dropped open and he blushed. "I don't believe I would like to try..."

Teal and Legion put rough hands on Loure's shoulders and jerked the Elite captain down the ledge, for Conar's head had swung toward the ledge above him.