The King's Mistress

Catriona of Lach is twenty-nine years old. She is the high priestess of Gaen. She is respected, settled, and bored.

When the northern invaders come with their cannons and their ships, they decimate her village and celebrate their victory between the priestesses' thighs.

It could be worse. The invaders do pay the tithe, just like any other man would. Catriona is accustomed to being used by men.

But the invader in her bed is a king. He conquers her in more ways than one. He conquers her pleasure. No man has ever stirred her the way he does.

What could be wrong with falling for a rich and powerful man? Well, he'll never be hers. He's married. He has two daughters with his queen in the north.

And his best friend and advisor, the blue-haired fae man, seems to resent her connection with the king. He makes it clear he is her enemy.

But she goes with the king, anyway. She climbs aboard the ship headed for the frigid waters of his northern country, leaving everything she's ever known behind. She will never be bored again.

This is a complicated love story about one woman, one king, one fae advisor, and one ancient, antlered god who's not pleased at having his priestess stolen. Which man is endgame? Guess! She sleeps with all three, and sometimes the men sleep together, too. This is a story of blood and pain and sex and passion and the power behind the crown.