Love and Other Sorcery follows three steamy erotic romances… 
In The Mage’s Heart, be seduced by Rivyn Nae Ederne’s quest to reclaim his magic: 
His hand closed over mine, and he pressed my palm against the hot skin of his stomach, sliding it down, through the crisp hair at his groin, to close over his hardness. His eyes closed and his head rocked back on his neck as he guided my hand along with him. 
Fall in love with Aurien, in The Golden Dragon’s Princess: 
The expression in his eyes shifted and he stepped closer. He slid his hand from my cheek, down my arm, catching my hand by the wrist, lifting it, and pressed my palm against his chest. I dragged in the air in a gasp. The heat of his skin was not of mankind, and his heartbeat hard and fast against my palm, its rhythm still raised from a flight. 
And discover a lover in your best friend with Akyran’s Folly: 
He lowered me to the bed, covering me with his body, his mouth branding my skin, his breath unsteady. Our hands tangled as we tried to pull each other's clothing free, and we laughed with a wildness heavy with desire, before falling upon each other with new fury. I heard the cloth of my shirt tear. 
It’s Love and Other Sorcery…

Love and Other Sorcery

　　“Please,” I gasped, clinging to the wrist of the hand that held my throat, his grip both my lifeline and my torment as I struggled to breathe. It was a very long way down, and the wind seemed determined to take me. All it would take was his fingers to release… “Please, I seek the dragon.”


　　He snarled at me, his lip curling back from his straight, white teeth. The incisors and the premolar were longer and sharper than mankind. Even with such a savage expression on his face, he was ridiculously handsome for someone about to kill me. “Why do you seek the dragon?” He demanded.


　　“Where are your clothes?” Not, I reprimanded myself, the response to give when your life hung upon your words. It did, however, seem to puzzle him. He frowned as he brought me back onto the ledge and released my throat. I collapsed onto my hands and knees, gasping, and holding to the stone with gratitude, prostrating myself to maximise my contact with safety.


Chapter 75