by S. LegendPublish: Nov 25, 2014Series: TristanParanormal RomanceLGBTFantasy
Book Overview
The Dark Pleasures of Being Mate to an Elf
Tristan dreams of the day he will succeed his father as the next Warlord of Markaytia, until, the Elves of Mortouge offer the Markaytians a rare alliance between their two kingdoms. In exchange for this alliance, the elven royalty requests an arranged marriage; Tristan to their son Prince Corrik. Tristan is devastated to lose his future title as Warlord, his destiny, but duty obligates him to accept the advantageous union and leave his beloved homeland, forever. Soon, Corrik introduces Tristan to the darker side of being mate to an elf, attempting to teach Tristan the ways of his erotic culture. As Tristan struggles to let go of his old life and obey his demanding, possessive husband, he learns he can fall in love and have a Master at the same time.
This is a male/male, spanking and domestic discipline series, set in a fantasy world. Explore a spectrum of sexualities, from severely dominant to super bratty!
BIOGRAPHY Some of you know her as Mock, others as S. Legend, or Miss S. She welcomes all names but will often go by Mock, a name given to her by her readers.
Mock is an ambitious creative, weaving the most precious aspects of her soul into stories. She is an architect, building fascinating worlds, designed from inquiry, rooted in worldly wonderings. It’s an intuitive process where she is the scribe, the translator, the conduit.
It helped that storytelling was the language spoken at home. One simply didn’t say, “We have an ant infestation,” in Mock’s family it was, “I was on my way to the living room, when a peculiar ant crossed my path. I looked to my right, a suspicious line of them marched toward the pantry. In that moment I knew; my kitchen was under siege.” The natural flow of conversation always took this form.
And so.
When Mock wrote her first novel, she didn’t plan it chapter by chapter, there was no outline, no “plotting” to speak of. But she didn’t “pants” it either, she didn’t make it up as she went along. She knew how the story felt, where it curved in places and hollowed in others; she knew the destination it rushed toward. Instead of orchestrating, she let the world inspire her, and held space for the words to come, trusting the characters knew what they were doing. All she had to do was tell a story, as she always had done; like breathing.
This is her peace, her healing and solace: Gifts better shared.
Mock’s works are the comfort you seek when you need to come home. Her unique writing style will take you, wayfaring reader, to unexpected destinations.
She always says, “I’m not in the business of making up stories, I couldn’t if I tired. I’m lucky enough to get picked to share someone else’s story when I ask a question to the universe. Someone answers; I write it down.”