The Inventor's Throne

By Celeste Hall

An Erotic Historical Western Romance Story

"Spend one night at my mercy. Let me conduct my experiments. If at any time you are afraid and wish to leave, I will not stop you. Tomorrow, if you still wish to be mine, I will accept your offer. Otherwise you will be free to go as you desire. Is it agreed?"

After the death of her father, Ellie is left alone in a harsh Western mining town.She's sold off nearly all that she owns in an attempt to survive, but circumstances have grown dire. There is a shortage of sexy cowboys in the area, but she might have a steamy alternative. If she must find a man to protect her, why not seduce the brilliant clockwork inventor? But the only way to win him over is to pass a very erotic test in his clockwork laboratory.

WARNING: This extremely erotic historical western romance has very explicit sex scenes and language. It's pure old west steampunk erotica my dears! If you love reading sizzling hot cowboy erotica or sex focused steampunk romance, you'll probably enjoy this book, but it is definitely not for the faint of heart! There's some steampunk theme BDSM, as she submits to her sexy new master.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Celeste Hall
• Release date: Feb 20, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311683731

Celeste Hall

Celeste Hall is a passionate writer of paranormal and erotic romance with over twenty-five titles to her credit, including Beware of Wolves, the Kitty Coven series, and her ultra-sexy Seduction series. If you're looking for a sizzling escape from the pressures of a long day, her alpha hero incubi will make you purr.Celeste believes that a great book can do more than offer an afternoon's pleasure, it can change your life. She is absolutely addicted to happy endings. Her favorite stories will often include elements of the paranormal or fantastical, but they will always have a romantic heart.When not writing, Celeste enjoys traveling and spending time outdoors. She also enjoys photography, graphic design, a variety of artistic mediums, gardening, horseback riding and geeking out online - especially on Facebook.You can find a full list of her books by visiting: CelesteHall.com.

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The Inventor’s Throne

By Celeste Hall

The Inventor’s Throne

Copyright © 2014 by Celeste Hall

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The Inventor’s Throne

I’m telling you, Levi, this new railroad is going to change the west. As soon as that train arrives, I plan to be on it. California holds a lot of opportunity for a man like me.

Coming through the alleyway, Ellie froze as she recognized that voice. It was strong and deep, yet carried an educated aristocratic lilt.

The voice belonged to Marcellus Quick, a man that looked out of place in the dusty far west. His tall, athletic form was disguised beneath a tailored brown long coat with dark, distressed leather collar and pocket details. There were no spurs on his boots, and instead of a cowboy hat, he wore goggles on a leather strap that was currently pushed up over his brow. The odd head gear was necessary due to his unusual mode of transportation, but it was also a testament to his genius. The man was a brilliant inventor and a well respected citizen, despite his lack of gun belt.

Ellie leaned a little further around the edge of the building so she could capture a better look at her secretive hero. The dapper gentleman stood a full head taller than Mayor Levi, which would make him head and shoulders taller than Ellie. His hair was black as coal and chopped to a ragged edge near his jaw line, pieces of it falling forward to curtain sharp blue eyes. Eyes that almost glowed blue, like twin gas-lantern flames.

He had a scar – or rather a brand – across his right cheek, but not like any brand that any cow ever wore. Instead, it looked as if his face had been momentarily pressed to the heated surface of a gear train. She’d heard town folks whispering about how he received that scar, but all the stories varied. Nobody really knew, except maybe the mayor or the sheriff, but they weren’t talking about it. The two men seemed to hold the inventor in too much respect to talk about his past.

Now here was Marcellus talking about leaving Ironcreek. Leaving before Ellie ever got a chance to talk to him. Before he was even aware of her existence, unless she counted the few times she’d managed to catch his eye on the boardwalk.

If he left now, she would never see