Rapture's Crown
Passion's Majesty.
Even though she was just fifteen, blue-eyed Frances Stewart was at the infamous English court - and quickly became the King's favorite. The tawny-haired beauty has sworn obedience to his highness, but before she knew what was happening, she couldn't tear herself from the heated emerald gaze of Charles, Duke of Richmond. She resisted his words of love, but his touch made his wish her command, and soon the alluring maid knew she would risk even the charge of treason for just a moment in his hard embrace.
Ecstasy's Kingdom.
It was madness to want the little Stewart wench, but the more Charles saw her, the more he craved her. He knew he shouldn't care if she became the King's mistress, but he was consumed with jealous rage at the mere thought of another man stroking her smooth velvet curves and tasting her sweet untouched skin. He had always been faithful to his royal master, but now he would submit only to the rule of desire and be governed forevermore by rapture's crown.