When Calain receives a letter from her mother, summoning her to Realm Honione, the red knight agrees to go, determined to find a home for Zelda, far from the anger of the vengeneful Queen Cilia. Things turn sour, however, when Zelda is injured by an ogre in the Aelwith Wilds. As the Knights of Falcon wait for Zelda to wake, they learn about Calain's family . . . and the siblings she didn't know she had. Don't miss the final chapter of this lesbian romance series! -- "I shall listen without anger, Mother," Calain said, but her mother only laughed.  "You are my daughter," Lowri said, smiling. "That means you shall likely storm off when I have told you all. Thankfully, I have your sorceress held hostage here, so I know you shall return."   Calain smiled. --"Assuming we can even get the infernal horses to go through," said Gweneth, "if we take the portal to Honione, we'll turn up in the middle of the Aelwith Wilds. That's where the old elven ruins are. Popping up there in the middle of bloodthirsty minotaurs and centaurs would be foolhardy!"   "But we have little choice," Selene reminded her. "Either we stay here and perish or we go there and perish."   "You are so very certain of our perishing," said Cassandra, who had a small smile.  --Excitement leapt in Calain as she realized: it was time for the final step. She was going to be a parent. 

A hopeless Selene has spent the last few weeks feeling unwanted and unneeded by the group. When she decides to leave and join Wick, the sorceress to which is was originally Bound, Zelda and the knights are forced to pursue her . . . and to show her that she is indeed needed. Don't miss the ninth chapter of this lesbian harem romance series! —"I have looked all over for her," Cassandra said, reporting to the kitchen after a thorough search. "She is nowhere to be found." "Could it be that Calain has finally become somewhat clever?" joked Gweneth, who was sitting at the table and filling a wineskin from a bottle. —"What the devil have you two done to Zelda?" said Gweneth's voice with a laugh. Zelda colored up, slightly embarrassed that Gweneth – the one most likely to tease her later – had walked in to find her trapped between Selene and Calain. She looked as if she was being held...

When Aereth is stolen by fairies, Zelda must journey into the realm of Elwenhal, where the court of the fae and their queen awaits. The fairy queen is holding both Aereth and Cassandra captive as they linger in a deep slumber. She wishes to keep them forever but quickly decides she may keep Zelda as well, casting a spell that forces her, in a daze of lust, to make endless love to Cassandra! Don't miss the seventh installment in this lesbian harem romance! —Gweneth lay on her back and spit blood, glaring up at Calain, whose face was twisted as she pulled back, preparing to punch again. Gweneth blocked the blow with her forearm and gave Calain a sharp uppercut to the face. She was satisfied to see Calain go tumbling back and lunged on her, grabbing her in a headlock. Calain grunted angrily and pried at Gweneth's bulging arm with her fingers, but Gweneth held on. Calain's nonsense had caused all of it – Cassandra's capture at the...

After finally reaching the temple in Hastow, Rowan and Saoirse have their wedding at last. There is much feasting, dancing, drinking, and making love as the women of the temple celebrate. Ethne has been dropping many hints that she seriously wishes to marry Lysa and make their match official, while Lysa daydreams of becoming a warrior and going on grand adventures. Meanwhile, Liadan and Ava prepare for the birth of their firstborn while trying to cope with the fact that Liadan's sister does not approve of them. Don't miss the fifth installment of this lesbian romance series!  --Lysa glared over her shoulder at the Knight of the Sparrow. Ethne was squatting over her saddlebags and was rummaging through them as she packed them. Lysa drew near and stood over her impatiently. "I knew you'd take her side," Lysa complained. "You don't care about anything so long as Liadan is happy." "Yes. I'm a terrible friend," Ethne sarcastically agreed, not looking up.  --Ava carefully unslung the dragon egg from around her neck and shoulders and set it on the corner table near Ethne, allowing it to sit in the nest of fabric there. She had been sleeping with it in her arms for days, its warmth pulsing against her body as the tiny dragon squirmed inside, but now she felt safe enough to set it aside. It was just close enough to the hearth that she knew the fire's warmth would help it along. Soon enough, it would hatch, and then she would have a baby dragon! The excitement tingled through her every day. A baby dragon, so cute and small, and one day, it would be mighty and fierce, and she would ride it into battle and drive out Endoreth and foul King Bjorn! They would paint the battle in murals on the walls of her tomb, and all would remember her as Ava the Liberator of Women, the Queen of Queens -- "What are you doing?" said Lysa, her amused voice shattering Ava's thoughts. "You do nothing these days but stare and stare at that blasted egg." "Are you jealous, Lysa? Are you wishing the princess would pay you mind?" teased Ethne.  "No!" Lysa protested at once, and Ethne laughed, though Ava thought the knight's laughter a little . . . sad. Had Ethne seen them kiss on the road?  Ava felt guilty for allowing the kiss to happen. She was slowly beginning to notice that Ethne knew about Lysa's feelings for her. Perhaps Ethne had always known. --"You're my first knight!" Lysa said in exasperation and smiled. "Of course, I care about you! And nothing shall ever change that!"  Lysa was glad when Ethne seemed pleased, but the Knight of the Sparrow gave a sad half-smile as she said, "Of course, you care about me. You just don't love me. And I need that. I need you to love me." "Oh, Ethne," Lysa said miserably again. Ethne was speaking as if Lysa could just force herself to love her instead of Ava. Hearts didn't work that way.  

After sustaining a head injury in a car accident, Kate awakes in a strange and bizarre land known as the Dreamscape. Her first incentive is to find a way back to her own world, but after meeting Juniper, the beautiful and terrible witch who rules the land, Kate finds herself having second thoughts. Don't miss out on this lesbian romance series! --"Are you crazy?!" Kate screeched as the robot dragged her toward the empty pink sky.   "It's been suggested," answered the robot, and without further ado, it leapt off the edge of the world, pulling Kate with it.  -- "To heal Juniper, one would have to take a crystal shard," answered the robot, "and plunge it into her heart. Of course, no one has ever gotten close enough to do it. She doesn't let people get close."   I bet she would let me get close, thought Kate. --"You're in the Dreamscape," said the child with the gray mouse's head. She, like the butch dog woman, was wearing rather tomboyish clothing: cargo pants, boots, and a military jacket open over a white shirt with a yellow smiley face on it. Her mouse head was cloaked in a mane of white hair, and she had sat herself on the edge of the table and was licking her fingers of cake icing. The pink kite was streaming from one hand.  "The Dreamscape?" Kate repeated blankly.   "It's what your kind call our world," said Minerva, picking up a spoon and critically examining her reflection in the back of it.--The robot halted in its tracks and stared at Kate, and though its metal face was incapable of expression, she could tell it was horrified by what she had said. Something in its posture screamed disbelief. "Juniper doesn't love any of the mortals who come here," said Mini gravely, "so if you thought she'd hold your hand and skip through the fields with you, put the notion out of your head right now. Though I will admit . . . she did seem interested in you. The look in her eyes . . . I've never seen her look at a woman that way before." Kate's heart skipped a beat.  --Kate stared back, just as smitten. All the fear and panic left her, and she relaxed in Juniper's arms, suddenly quite content to be there. "How dare you be so beautiful," Juniper quietly scolded. "Mortals aren't supposed to have this power over me." 

A hopeless Selene has spent the last few weeks feeling unwanted and unneeded by the group. When she decides to leave and join Wick, the sorceress to which is was originally Bound, Zelda and the knights are forced to pursue her . . . and to show her that she is indeed needed. Don't miss the ninth chapter of this lesbian harem romance series!  --"I have looked all over for her," Cassandra said, reporting to the kitchen after a thorough search. "She is nowhere to be found."   "Could it be that Calain has finally become somewhat clever?" joked Gweneth, who was sitting at the table and filling a wineskin from a bottle. --"What the devil have you two done to Zelda?" said Gweneth's voice with a laugh.    Zelda colored up, slightly embarrassed that Gweneth – the one most likely to tease her later – had walked in to find her trapped between Selene and Calain. She looked as if she was being held captive. . . She looked luscious, Calain thought: her massive breasts crushed against Selene, her narrow back and its deep line, her plump backside in the air . . .    --"Selene, can you hear me?" shouted Calain, as if she were speaking to a deaf person. "I have come to set you free!"  "Calain," said Selene through her teeth, parrying a downward swing from Calain's blade, "cease this insanity! I am neither enchanted nor a prisoner!"  "Exactly what an enchanted woman would say," panted Calain. "Don't worry, Selene! I shall save thee!"  Selene groaned in exasperation.  --"All right," said Calain hoarsely. "So we shall go to Honione and try to make a life for ourselves. And this time, I shall make life good for thee, Zelda, not difficult and full of strife."  Zelda smiled and shook her head. "Silly woman," she said in exasperation. "You have made my life a wonderful adventure! I have Aereth, I have traveled to other dimensions, I have seen half the realms!" She kissed Calain's lips, and they smiled at each other.  

When Calain receives a letter from her mother, summoning her to Realm Honione, the red knight agrees to go, determined to find a home for Zelda, far from the anger of the vengeneful Queen Cilia. Things turn sour, however, when Zelda is injured by an ogre in the Aelwith Wilds. As the Knights of Falcon wait for Zelda to wake, they learn about Calain's family . . . and the siblings she didn't know she had. Don't miss the final chapter of this lesbian romance series! — "I shall listen without anger, Mother," Calain said, but her mother only laughed. "You are my daughter," Lowri said, smiling. "That means you shall likely storm off when I have told you all. Thankfully, I have your sorceress held hostage here, so I know you shall return." Calain smiled. —"Assuming we can even get the infernal horses to go through," said Gweneth, "if we take the portal to Honione, we'll turn up in the middle of...

After Zelda and her knights survive their journey across the sea, they find themselves in the strange realm of Koradara, where a barbaric tribe has decided that Zelda should marry their warrior queen. After getting to know the queen, however (and believing her knights to be dead), Zelda starts to like the idea of joining with the Wilde Woman in a handfasting ceremony that will make them wife and wife. Can the four Knights of Falcon save their sorceress before it is too late? Don't miss the page-turning sequel of this lesbian harem romance series! --They were so close, they could have kissed, and Zelda looked up into Cassandra's tense face and realized for the first time how startlingly pretty her gray eyes were, how the moonlight caught them and made them glow with flecks of light. She was also painfully aware of the knight's tight, muscular body heaving breathlessly beneath her armor. Some wild, mad part of her wanted Cassandra to pin her to the wall and kiss her. But Casandra wasn't paying attention to Zelda. The knight's serious gray eyes were narrowed. She was listening, her hand on the sword at her hip.  --"We should have left you behind and brought Cassandra," said Zelda, feeling cross. Gweneth was always teasing and mocking her, as if she were a silly little girl who knew nothing of the world. She hated it because Gweneth was probably right.  "Do you truly wish it so?" asked Gweneth, amused.  "Truly!" Zelda snapped. "I bet Cassandra is nicer! And a better lover as well –" The word was cut off in her throat when Gweneth kissed her.--"I don't understand her," Zelda admitted. "Most knights seek a maiden to devote themselves to, as champion and lover. Why does Gweneth oppose it so?"  "Gweneth was hurt before," Calain answered, frowning sadly. "Since then, she believes love and duty and honor to be foolish, romantic notions. She wants none of it out of fear, not because she doesn't care for you."  "Gweneth cares for me? She has known me so little."  "As have I and Selene. Like us, she is beginning to care, and it frightens her. She does not wish to lose control. But there is no control when it comes to love. Only devotion." 

After escaping the mysterious mist, Zelda finds herself north of Koradara, on the island of Menosea, where sorceresses and mermaids reside. Those who venture to Menosea are said never to return. Desperate to escape, Zelda seeks the aid of the mermaids, who agree to help her and Calain, but for a price. Don't miss the sixth installment of this lesbian harem romance series! —Calain chuckled. "I did not think you capable of such fury, sweet Zelda. Not until I was standing there in the forest, and you screamed and screamed at me. In an odd way, I suppose I enjoyed it." Zelda laughed as well. "You enjoyed it?" "Well, I did not think you would care if I lay with another," Calain said. "Not when you were off with Melvalda and Raven's Cross. But then I saw how hurt and angry you were, and how you looked upon me as if you wished to burn me alive . . . and I knew you cared." They laughed. ...

While trapped at an inn during a winter storm, Rowan's hammer is lost to bandits during a game of cards gone wrong. Desperate to keep the matter a secret from Saoirse, Rowan sets out at once to retrieve the hammer with Ethne and Lysa along to aid her. While distracting Saoirse from the absence of her fiance, Ava learns more about Liadan's culture and customs, while Ethne learns who Lysa truly is. Don't miss the third installment of this lesbian romance series!  --Rowan's departure was so abrupt, Ava felt a jolt of shock to realize that she was now completely on her own – completely free to do as she pleased! What should she do first? Dance before the stage? Dance on a table? Perhaps get drunk? The first and last time she was drunk, her father had punished her, and she had never been allowed to drink so heavily again. It suddenly occurred to her that, for the first time in her life, she could do whatever she wished without being confined to a tower. "Don't do anything rash, my princess," Lysa begged, as if she had read Ava's mind.  Ava made an irritated noise and ignored Lysa, instead grabbing the handmaiden's arm with a gleeful expression. "Oh, Lysa!" she squealed. "Stop scolding and let us make merry! Haven't you ever wanted to make merry?" "No," Lysa said at once.  --"What shall you do?" Lysa wondered anxiously.  "I shall take the hammer back, of course," said Rowan darkly.  "Without a weapon?" Ethne pointed out, as incredulous as if to say Rowan was mad. "I shall kill her with my bare hands if I must," said Rowan. "And I shall do it before Saoirse even realizes what has happened. I must leave quickly and immediately. Tell my old lion I am gone down the lane to lay with the baker's daughter. She'll believe that."  Ethne laughed flatly. "That Saoirse would be less angry that you bedded another woman than your gambling away of your hammer . . . If you are to slay these ruffians, I shall come with you. It's senseless that you should go alone."  --"Ah," said Ethne. "I expected we would have this conversation sooner or later. Liadan is angry with you, and you don't understand why, featherhead that you are." "I understand why!" said Ava crossly. "She warned me about the men in the tavern, and I did not heed, and because of that, I was nearly hurt --" "Aye," said Ethne darkly, "and it isn't the first time you haven't heeded us. Back on the road, you did stray into the wood, though I warned you not to, and were nearly accosted then as well --"  "Truly? By the gods," said Rowan in amusement. "How many times hath you put herself in danger, Ava? Shall I have to beat the men off with my hammer?" "Most likely," said Ethne with a snort. Ava frowned irritably. "I didn't come here to be scolded."  "Though perhaps you should be," said Ethne, laying down a card. 

Having been banished by Lythara to the isle of Menosea, Zelda is trapped in a world of hostile elves with little hope of return. Lost and wandering through a magick mist, Zelda meets Arryn, an elven knight of the order of Wolf, whose magick sword and pretty glowing eyes are mystifying. Wolf Knights consider themselves of a holy order and Arryn has been celebate 1000 years. Can she resist the temptation Zelda presents her? Don't miss the fifth installment of this lesbian harem romance!  --Calain held back a laugh, knowing that to do so would have only provoked the elf. But as it turned out, she might as well have had her laugh, for the male sheathed his bow on his back and suddenly lunged on her, screaming, "You fucked my sister! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"  Calain went down hard, the wind knocked out of her. She barely had time to block with her arm when the male elf, in a snarling rage, began to punch at her face again and again. Calain shielded herself with her forearms and only made defensive maneuvers, not wishing to accidentally injure Imodel's brother, who – true to his bellows -- seemed hell-bent on killing her.   Calain was vaguely aware of Imodel somewhere screaming, "Stop it! Stop it! Leave her alone!" and of elves gathering to watch the fight with interest.  --"Who…?" Zelda began and suddenly felt too tired to finish the sentence.  "I am Arryn, a Knight of the Wolf. And this is Menosea. At ten o' clock on a Monandaeg morning," answered the knight, and her pink lips curled in a small smile.  Zelda smiled back, feeling at ease. You are beautiful, she thought, looking at the knight.-- "If you truly love Calain," said Arryn soothingly, "you will find some way to reconcile. Calain loves you. This I know."   "How do you know?" said Zelda to the ground. "Because she's coming right now to slay me," answered Arryn.  Zelda looked up and went still in shock: Calain was marching at them through the trees, her face tight with rage, her red ponytail streaming. --Arryn was moaning and gasping, shocked and trembling with pleasure one moment, baffled and blushing the next. Her muscular belly was trembling, so were her thighs.   "Relax," Zelda whispered, trailing kisses over Arryn's skin to sooth her.  "Relax, Arryn, my Knight of the Wolf . . ."  "Tis . . . so intense," Arryn whispered, blushing harder. It should be after one thousand years, Zelda thought.   --"Calain is such a hot-headed fool," Zelda said bitterly.   Arryn smiled. "If Calain were anything other than what she is, you would not love her." 

After settling the score with the witches of Raven's Cross, Zelda is ready to settle down with the Knights of Falcon and raise her baby in peace. That is, until the new queen of Eriallon sends her a letter, asking for her assistance with a personal matter. In exchange, Zelda and her knights will be pardoned for their slaying of the previous queen and welcomed back to Eriallon with open arms. But will Lythara, the new court mage, go along with the plan? Don't miss the fourth chapter of this page-turning lesbian harem romance series! —"Trouble in paradise?" mocked Queen Cilia, who had been silently watching Zelda's angry expression. "Why, I'd almost suppose you wanted Calain dead." —Zelda frowned. "I haven't done anything." Lythara lifted her white brows. "Oh? You have done nothing except distract and sabotage since you've been here! You are trying to stop me finding the dragons!" Zelda stared in...

After her harrowing adventures with the Black Bear Clan, Zelda is ready to rest with her knights at Wolf Fortess, and perhaps do some steamy catching up. Her plans are thwarted, however, when the leader of Raven's Cross, a beautiful and dangerous witch, comes seeking revenge for the massacre of her coven. Don't miss the third chapter of this lesbian harem romance series! —Selene swallowed hard at that news and cast her eyes on the fire. Their dark depths echoed sadness . . . and anger. "My love for Zelda is so deep, devoted, and pure," she said, "and yet she spreads her sweet thighs for another so easily. And Calain . . . Calain is all she cares for." Selene lifted her eyes. "She asked for Calain when you saw her, did she not?" she predicted. Cassandra nodded regretfully. "Tis not because she doesn't care for you," she said at once. "Zelda cares for all of us. But she is young and beautiful and surrounded by women who are constantly...

When the Dragon of Almara arrives at the tavern in Hargendon, Liadan and the others are forced to flee her into the blizzard. They hide in the Valley of Queens, where Ava's ancestors lie in ancient tombs. As Ava becomes more and more resolved to live up to the legacy of her ancestors, Liadan struggles with the sudden and primal urge to magickally impregnant the princess, which has been activated most inconveniently in the middle of the chaos. Don't miss the fourth installment of this lesbian romance series! —"It was the tomb of Queen Saraid," said Ava thoughtfully. "Ah," said Ethne, blinking. "The warrior queen." She frowned. "I wonder why Saraid would have an escape tunnel in the back of her tomb. I mean, she was dead. If the tomb was flooded or some other, why would she need to escape?" "They say that she faked her own death," Ava answered, amused, "and that she escaped out of the tunnel and ran away with the elves. Saraid supposedly...