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The Winter Virgin
The Winter Virgin
The Winter Virgin
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Forced to find her way in the harsh port city of Latúk after being cast out of the only home she's ever known, Lily finds that her sheltered life has not prepared her to face the cruel hardships ahead.

When Miss Siena offers her a place to stay, Lily accepts without hesitation. Morgan, a brooding male working in the kitchen, tries his domineering best to drive her away. His efforts only increase her growing attraction to him. It's not until the Winter Solstice nears that Lily realizes his efforts to make her flee were to save her from the same fate as every worker at the Fox Hunt Inn.

Now Lily's virginity is being auctioned off to the highest bidder. Will she allow Miss Siena to sell her off or will Lily find the strength to give all of herself to the one man who truly loves her?

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Release dateJun 27, 2013
ISBN9781771304559
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    The Winter Virgin - Kastil Eavenshade

    Published by Evernight Publishing at Smashwords

    www.evernightpublishing.com

    Copyright© 2013 Kastil Eavenshade

    ISBN: 978-1-77130-455-9

    Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

    Editor: JC Chute

    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

    This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    DEDICATION

    To my mother who supports me in everything I do. Ti amo, mamma.

    THE WINTER VIRGIN

    Romance on the Go

    Kastil Eavenshade

    Copyright © 2013

    Chapter One

    Lily pulled her tattered and worn cloak tighter against the cold, only to hear the fabric tear. The wind whipped around her skirts, biting at her ankles. A quick glance behind her at the spires of Pikka Solace brought a tear to her eye. The life she’d known behind those walls was gone. In refusing to take the vows and serve the coin goddess Asha, she’d been cast out on her eighteenth birthday.

    A pair of priests rowed her over to the docks of Latúk during low tide. The warm and heavy fur that shielded her from the wind punishing all who dared walk out during the blistering winter night was stripped from her the moment her soles touched the weathered planks. She had never experienced anything beyond the stone enclosure of the Monastery's walls, and they drove her out to seek another purpose in her life. A mere orphan dropped on the doorstep of Pikka Solace as a babe, her solitary life never prepared her for the sights now unfolding before her. The leer of the fishermen guarding their boats drove her deeper into the port city.

    With nowhere to call home, Lily wandered the streets. The yipping of a stray dog startled her, its yellow teeth bared as she stepped too close to the bone near its feet. She shivered and brushed the hair out of her eyes. Above, a sign clanked against the chains securing it to the building.

    The Fox Hunt Inn.

    She flinched as the door to the establishment swung open and a group of men filed out into the streets. Their glances in her direction were lecherous in intent, and their tongues darted out as if to catch her taste on the wind. She fled down the alleyway, fear stabbing at her heart. Lily stuttered to a stop at the sight of a man unloading a wagon that spread the whole length of the alley. Despite the weather, he wore a thin tunic. His dark hair hung in his face as he heaved a sack of flour onto his shoulders. Her steps quickened when he disappeared into the building.

    The wind fluttered her skirts like the hot breath of a hunter caressing her legs. She looked behind

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