Title:
Torn and Seduced
Author: J.E. & M. Keep
Series: Stand Alone
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Erotic
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: Nov 5 2013
Editions/Formats Available In: eBook
Anjasa has been through the worst parts of hell and come
back from it wounded but stronger. A trained assassin and courtesan, she’s seen
the worst in others… and herself.
She doesn’t know what she wants, but she knows the things
she needs. Companionship. Adventure. Fear. She needs to feel alive.
When she meets the human noble, Loren, in the bar, she
figured he’d be good for a night of fun. A place to sleep.
Instead she finds an adventure that she can’t turn away
from, even though her instincts warn her of the terrible things to come…
J.E. & M. Keep love to combine fantasy, scifi, horror,
romance and mystery into exciting and titillating novels.
They are long term, loving partners in a very happy
relationship and because of this, they love to torture their characters. Dark
romance touches all of their stories in one way or another, from elicit trysts
to forbidden love.
Some of their work contains dubious consent and erotic pain,
so it's not for the faint of heart. Their stories are often called twisted and
arousing -- at the same time.
All work is 18+, trigger warnings available on the second page of every
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The way she was escorted in by the ‘boss man’ and treated
special, it was clear some bonds of ownership had been laid upon her in the
eyes of the wary old worker. He was near petrified that he might say or do
something that’d offend and get himself in trouble.
She didn’t know why it amused her, but she did understand
the terror that ran in a current beneath her ribs. She knew to be wary of men
that frightened others so thoroughly. More importantly, she knew how rarely she
was able to listen to that instinct. The same behaviour that others found
frightening, she found irresistibly alluring, and she squirmed in her seat as
she drank her coffee.
Distracted as she was, she didn’t notice as one of the
patrons who had only just entered walked up along the bar. He was an ordinary
looking sort of fellow, dressed in work breeches and shirt. A commoner. He gave
a distinct whistle as he eyed her with the sort of lewd appreciation the
bartender would only have dared in his dreams. “I ‘ad no idea the ol’ Puss’ had
hired on an elven dancer,” he remarked, eyes wide with devilish thoughts as
they roamed down over her.
“Hold it in your pants,” Anjasa crooned. “I’m not hired
yet.”
