Knight of Fire Series

Peyton is a butch knight of the Holy Flame, sworn to protect the feminine sorceresses of the temple, but the sorceresses are more prisoners than anything else. When two sorceresses ask her to aid them in their escape, Peyton agrees, her hope being that she will bed them both. While Willow is more than willing and eager, Robyn is defensive and skeptical. Can Peyton get Robyn to drop her sword? Don't miss the first installment of this lesbian harem romance series!   -- "My greetings," Peyton said to the redhead. "I am Peyton, your sworn knight and protector. You must be Willow, the sorceress I am sworn to." Her eyes went uncertainly to the blonde, who was still gazing at her with steady hunger. "But who is your friend? And why have you summoned me to a tavern in a slum of all places – not that I'm complaining," she added, her eyes drifting to the topless peasant girls who danced, giggling, on the tables. Damn, the gods were good. "I told you she fancied women," whispered the blonde to the redhead, and both giggled. -- Peyton could feel the lust stirring in her. But there was more. She knew Robyn was a powerful sorceress, but she felt overcome with the need to protect her. She stepped close, guiding her horse with her, and looked down into Robyn's pretty blue eyes, caressing her lip with a gentle finger as she said, "I wouldn't hurt sweet Willow. Nor you. I'm here to protect you, Robyn." "And make love to me?" Robyn whispered, becoming a little breathless. Peyton gazed down at Robyn seriously as she answered, "If you command me, sweet lady."

After battling giant spiders and goblins, Peyton, Robyn, and Willow pass through the Dark Forest and arrive at Odmor, where they rent a room in a rowdy tavern. Two of Peyton's fellow butch knights from the knight academy show up, and as Peyton falls helplessly in love with dorky, gentle Willow, Knight Aida can't keep her eyes off of Robyn . . . or her hands. Their blossoming romance is jeopardized, however, when witch hunters arrive in town. Don't miss the second installment of this lesbian fantasy romance series!    – Robyn's big breasts heaved with an angry breath. "I've no intention of dropping my 'knickers' for the likes of you!" she indignantly hurled, little hands balling up into tight fists on her horse's reins. Robyn had such cute little hands, Peyton thought, and yet they were capable of hurling fireballs that could melt her face off. – "Either way, we must rally together," added Suvera. "Our numbers will give us greater strength. As I am sure you know, witch hunters are not a game, and Peyton will have little chance against them alone." "She is not alone," said Robyn indignantly. "She is in the company of two mighty sorceresses!" She bristled when Suvera and Aida chuckled, and Peyton shook her head in weary amusement. "Willow and I aren't exactly useless," Robyn angrily insisted. "No offense, my lady, but you are," said Suvera. "Witch hunters will have ways to render you helpless," Aida patiently explained. – "Shall I be the one to make sweet love to you, fair lady?" Peyton whispered with soft affection. "Shall you command this of me?" She took her hand away. "Tell me thy will." Heart pounding in her ears, Robyn whispered through trembling lips, "Y-Yes." "Yes, what?" Peyton teased. Suddenly annoyed, Robyn turned her head and glared over her shoulder at Peyton as she said almost angrily, "Yes, I command you to make love to me—!" The last word was crushed in her mouth when Peyton suddenly kissed her.  

Having decided to spend another night in Odmor, butch knight Peyton incites fellow butch Aida's jealousy when she makes playful advances toward Robyn. To "claim" Robyn as her own, Aida introduces the femme sorceress to her magick "wand." Meanwhile, witch hunter Eoden and her lover Siga draw ever closer to capturing the fugitives, only to finally realize what they really need is the help of Brine the Boar, Robyn's original knight and her reason for fleeing the temple. Don't miss the third installment of this lesbian romance series! – Kyri sighed. "This is my fault," she said guiltily. "I begged you to stay here another night and you—" She fell silent when Suvera leaned down and kissed her. "I would pull the moon down from the sky and give it to you, if you but asked," said Suvera, straightening up again.   – "Come here," Aida softly commanded. She smiled and placed her hands on her hips as she added, "I've a magick wand. Do you like it?" Robyn laughed softly, and with heart skipping a beat, she obeyed, moving close enough that she was facing Aida. The knight looked down at her, a serious fire blazing in her dark eyes, and she did not break her gaze as she pulled on the laces of Robyn's gown-front. – But Eoden was ashamed to say that instead of watching Peyton and her fellow runaways, she had stopped in town to buy Siga flowers, and then she had made love to Siga, doing everything in her power to make things right.  – Present-day Suvera smiled as she remembered it, the day they met. It was a year ago, in Springston, a small sheep herding village on the edge of Varu. Suvera's year had been touring the realms and taking quests to gain experience as knights. They stopped at Springston for the night, and in the morning, Suvera found herself standing outside the inn and leaning her forearms against the wood fence with Aida. It was then that Kyri approached up the road, guiding a flock of fluffy white sheep in a stream of cloud. She was alongside her sister, but she was the prettier of the two, and Suvera froze at the sight of her.   

When Willow is taken by faeries, a distraught Peyton charges to her rescue, leaving Robyn to realize that perhaps Peyton truly loves Willow after all. But Peyton is not the only butch knight to fall for her femme sorceress. Aida also takes on the energy of the Queen of Cups when she confesses her love for Robyn right before making love to her. Don't miss the fourth installment of this lesbian romance series! -- Robyn gazed up at Aida, doting upon her and wondering yet again if the knight truly loved her. "Aida," she said, reaching up and touching Aida's cheek so that the dark knight gazed down at her attentively. "Dost thou love me?" Aida's dark eyes softened. "Since the moment I saw thee."   -- "Do you fancy Suvera?" Peyton hissed, shattering Willow's steamy fantasy. Willow looked around with a start. Peyton was riding her big stallion very close beside Willow and was staring at her steadily, accusation still alight in the big woman's pretty eyes. -- "And what choice do we have?" Peyton demanded. "Should we allow Willow to perish at the hands of these monsters? I am going after my lady," Peyton roughly pulled her blade, "and I shall slay any one of you that tries to stop me." Robyn was shocked by how deadly Peyton's eyes were behind her lifted blade. She was beginning to think Peyton truly was the Queen of Cups, that she truly did love Willow. It pleased her greatly. Perhaps Peyton would prove worthy of Willow after all.