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

　　As the evening wore on, he left to speak with his father. I saw Lord Anterton’s eyes fall on me as they spoke. Seeing that I met his gaze, he smiled in a friendly way that reminded me of King Sterin. Their conversation expanded to include Prince Alaren, no doubt discussing the army, and Allician found herself excluded, so moved around the table to sit with me.


　　“Alaren’s so handsome,” she whispered excitedly to me. “And just so interesting, Liera.”


　　“That’s wonderful,” I replied absently, wondering how soon I could escape and go see my dragon, and whether Ashara was already there.


　　“But I do need to speak to you,” Allician became serious and leaned closer. “About the dragon.”


　　I stiffened, reacting to the tone. I had grown up with that tone; it was one that was used amongst nobility when someone was crossing the boundaries of propriety. “What about my dragon?”


　　“Well, it’s not really… appropriate.”


Chapter 126