The Lady Prince
Born into a society where women are possessions, Lyra refuses to become
property to any man. She defies all odds and survives the trials for
becoming a Lady Prince, a title that gives her the same rankings and
privilege as a man. Intent on helping other women seek the same status, she
often risks her
life to give them freedom.
On one fateful night, a betrayal puts her in the
precarious position of losing her freedom and identity forever. Lyra has but
one chance at hope, which lies in the hands of Daene, a handsome and
notorious thief and whispered murderer.
He has but one stipulation, which Lyra finds both rebellious and tempting…
Sensuality Rating: SIZZLING/SCORCHING
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Length: 33,000 words
"The Lady Prince reflects that part of
me that strives to remain forever independent. Women are often taken for
granted and sometimes are not aware of their own worth. Lyra is a
personification of the strength and beauty in women against all odds. A
woman shouldn’t have to lose the very essence of herself to become a
significant other or a wife." ~Toni~
Cover Art by Jinger
THE LADY PRINCE
REVIEWS for The Lady Prince
"Let me say, I am typically a sci-fi/fantasy fan. However, the blurb
for this book was too good to pass up. Once I began reading, I quickly realized
this was an exceptionally well-written story. Halfway through the story, I had
to remind myself that this was fantasy, and I realized, that was fine by me.
Lyra has no desires to become a wife. Who can blame her after seeing the torment
her sister has endured? Lyra’s brother, at her insistence, secretly tutors her
in self-defense and weapons usage. She takes the title of The Lady Prince and
makes it her mission to help women escape before they are forced into an
unwanted marriage. I’m not sure what the significance of ‘Prince’ in the title
means, but that mixed with the character’s short hair and spunk gave me a
Katharine Hepburn image. When duped by a woman more interested in the reward on Lyra’s head then her help, Lyra finds herself in a marriage cage awaiting a
groom. Daene, a murderous thief, offers to help her escape, but at a price…his
price. Later, Lyra learns why Daene chose her to help him and his reason is
nothing compared to what Lyra discovers when they witness the Wife Choosing
Ms. Meilleur has a writing style that is enveloping yet
tantalizing, and the characters are fantastic. When some of Daene’s secrets are
revealed, I didn’t know if I should slap the fool out of him or take him in my
arms and comfort him. While I sat fidgeting with indecision, Lyra handled the
situation perfectly. I know this story has a hot, spicy rating, but Ms. Meilleur
tells the sex scenes in a very classy manner and with much creativity. They were
hot, but oh, so nicely done. One thing I really admired about The Lady Prince
is that it was a very refreshing story. I never knew what to expect next and
I was never disappointed. If you like fantasies, you can’t miss this. If you
aren’t a fantasy fan, this is the one to start with."
—Gardenia, Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews
"The Lady Prince is a delightful love story. Lyra is a strong
character that values her independence. Daene is the perfect match for her. He
loves her, protects her, and stirs her passions. This is a short story big on
plot and characters. Fans of romance will not want to miss The Lady Prince."
—Debra Gaynor, Review Your Book
"The Lady Prince is a well written and fast paced
story. The characters are well developed and easy to follow. The verbal jousting
between the two main, and at times, minor characters was entertaining.
Interaction between two world weary leading roles with one seemingly naive girl,
who has secrets of her own, can be touching and funny in places.
Most of the story takes place in a world where men are
dominant and cruel, and women are no better than slaves or pets, yet I found
that most of the sexual content was sweet yet passionate. Though there was some
reference to cruelty and rape. This is a well paced,
sweet, and passionate story that is well worth an afternoon of reading."
—Amy Parker, ParaNormalRomance
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Lyra ran as fast as her legs would carry her and her bare feet
could cross the forest floor. She had heard stories of the Fire
Beasts. They stole. They killed. She knew Daene was fast on her
heels, and if she were completely honest with herself, she knew
he could overtake her at any time. Perhaps he was toying with
her. She had heard the nature of the Fire Beast was cruel. His
blood red eyes flashed in her mind.
Fear robbed her of air. Her chest grew tight. She could never outrun a
Fire Beast, and perhaps, Daene knew that. He was merely running
her aground. She would run until she could run no more. She
would fight for her life, weaponless if need be.
“Lyra, please stop!” he called to her, sounding as if the run was having
no affect on him whatsoever, and it probably wasn’t. He wasn’t
natural. Her father had told her the Fire Beasts had been wiped
Two strong arms encircled her waist, causing her to crash to the forest
floor. Lyra kicked instinctively when they both landed on their
side. One of his strong, long legs trapped hers. Propping
himself on one arm, he used the other one to pin her down across
“Listen to me, Lady Prince,” he puffed lightly into her ear. Lyra hated
the thrill of excitement winding through her. She had no excuse
earlier when she responded to his kiss. But now, she knew what
he was, and still…
“How dare you make demands of me!” she hissed as she wiggled to get
free. All it accomplished was the feeling of his aroused manhood
nestled against her backside.
“You made an agreement, Lyra.” He said her name in a taunting
manner, stretching it out for emphasis. “Has the daughter of a
king no honor in her word?”
“Honor?” Lyra barked. “You are an abomination! You are a thief and
murderer by nature. It’s in your blood. How dare you speak to me
Daene immediately released her, pushing her away as if she were the
offending creature. She rolled and pounced onto her feet to face
him. The moonlight barely entered in the forest, but it was
enough to see his now-garnet eyes which revealed his nature and
desire. He shook his head slowly, as if he were dealing with a
“You’ve no right to speak of me or my people in that manner. You know
nothing of my people except the lies that were taught to you.
Yes, I am what you call a Fire Beast. My people prefer the name
Draegonii.” The same thermal air whirled around them,
violently this time. “It means descendent of the Dragon.” Lyra
could feel the anger in him take life. His hair fluttered
wildly, the multicolored strands now looking like living fire.
“You call me an abomination, yet it was your ancestors who tried to
destroy what they coveted and could not obtain for themselves.
It was your people who murdered mine and sent us into hiding. We
are as natural as the air you breathe. Go back on your word,
Lady Prince. I expect no less from the offspring of man. My
people have been deceived by them before.” Daene turned sharply,
walking away in long strides. Instantly, the warm swirling air
“Deceived by you?” Lyra called after the fast retreating figure. “You
lived among the humans as if you were human. Yet, you are
dragon. You want to talk deception?” Lyra gasped softly when
Daene stopped midstride and turned slowly to face her. Lyra had
the feeling she had pushed the powerful shifter too far.
“Let us talk deception,” he said quietly, his voice falling into a low
growl-like state. “You stand there as if you are repulsed by the
very sight of me, yet I smell your arousal. Even now, as you
stand there wallowing in self-righteousness, you want me still.
Tell me, Lady Prince, will you be honest, or will you try to
further deceive me and deny this?” While he spoke, he’d walked
toward her so slowly that she didn’t realize he had advanced
upon her until his dark red eyes looked down at her in
challenge. Lyra willed herself not to step backward.
“You have used whatever supernatural abilities you have on me.” Lyra
sniffed. “I remember the stories quite well growing up. Dragons
can’t seem to resist seducing a vir—” Lyra clamped her mouth
closed as she realized what she was about to reveal. It was too
late. The slow smirk that started at one corner slowly made its
way over to his very sensual mouth.
“Well now, that clears things up for me. No wonder you smelled so
intoxicating,” he said, looking down at her as if she were a
meal. “It has been a long time since I found myself in the
presence of a virgin worthy of a dragon lover.”
“You didn’t let me finish,” Lyra said in a haughty manner crossing her
arms in front of her chest. “Dragons can’t seem to resist
seducing a virtuous woman.”
Daene looked at her incredulously before he threw his dark head back and
let out a loud guffaw. Lyra found the sound oddly pleasing, and
a smile began to flirt about her lips. She had to look away from
the sight of this handsome man-dragon laughing. It pulled at
her, made her want to see him laugh more in her company.
“If nothing else, humans can construe words to suit their purpose.” He
wiped a tear of merriment from his eye and took a deep breath
before he began again. “I will not hold you to your word, Lyra.
I will find another way to achieve my goal. Good night.” He
turned his back and walked away from her, still chuckling.
Lyra sat on the ground and played with a twig. Regardless of what he
was, she had agreed to a bargain, and he had kept up his end.
She was of royal blood, and whether she was a practicing royal
or not, it had been drilled in her that her word was her
honor. She would be everything the common people accused royalty
of being if she went back on her word, simply because of what he
was. Lyra was not discriminating and self-serving.
Fire Beast. Even as the word reverberated through her mind, it didn’t
dampen the attraction she had for him. If he wasn’t natural, was
her desire for him unnatural as well? It felt real, and it came
easily enough. She’d never felt such a strong pull to any man
before. Worse, she had insulted him. After convincing herself
the only reason she was going back was honor alone, she made her
way slowly to his camp. The least she could do was hear him out.
Lyra reached up and touched the black hair with the
boldly colored tips. It felt different from human hair. The
strands were thicker and silkier. Lyra ran her fingers through
his hair until she lightly grazed his scalp with her nails. A
low rumble seemed to come from his chest, and he pulled her
tighter against him.
His skin warmed, sending jolts of warm energy through her
body. She could feel the wetness between her legs as he ground
his erection against her. Their tongues dueled as they tasted
each other greedily. Daene pulled her down to the lush green
grass. His body hovered over hers on all fours as he broke the
kiss to look down at her. His eyes had bled back to red.
“You are playing with fire, Lady Prince,” he said
unsteadily as he leaned down and placed a hot kiss on the side
of her neck. His tongue trailed down until it entered the valley
of her breasts. He bit lightly into the fleshy globe that was
exposed through the cut of the vest.
“I am not the one testing theories,” Lyra responded,
wondering where her resistance went when it came to him. She
would lose her virginity to this thief and murderer if she
weren’t careful. “Now, if you are done, remove yourself.”
Daene looked down at her and then smiled wickedly at her.
Lyra knew his look meant trouble. He balanced himself on one
arm, and Lyra watched with wide eyes as he reached his hand down
his pants and pulled his very erect cock over the band of the
breeches. Lyra stared in shock at the large, exposed member. The
bulbous head had one single clear drop on its surface.
“Is this what you meant?” His tone was innocent. His look
was pure devilry.
It was the first cock Lyra had ever seen. She knew men
had them, knew what they did, yet she had never seen one. She
had heard experienced women talk bawdily about the private parts
of men, but she had never dreamed they were so big and
absolutely beautiful. Her mouth went dry, and something clenched
deep in her belly as she stared at it.
“So this is how I render you speechless. I thought
perhaps there was only way to stop the flow of sharp words from
your beautiful mouth,” he murmured. Using one finger, he
gathered the moisture from the tip of his cock and smoothed the
finger across her lips. Without thought, Lyra ran her tongue
across her lip. He tasted both salty and sweet.
Daene’s eyes began to flare brighter as he watched her.
He seemed hypnotized by the sight of her licking her lips. “Let
me taste you, Lyra,” he pleaded, gently looking into her eyes.
“Give me the pleasure of your taste.” Lyra was stunned by her
own behavior. When he began to move down her body, she could not
find her voice to stop him.
SIREN SEX Rating
Traditional romance, suitable for the general
Heavy sexual tension; graphic details; may contain
coarse language (BookStrand)
Erotic, graphic sex; explicit sexual language; may offend delicate
Erotica romance; contains many sexual encounters; may contain unconventional
sex; will offend delicate readers (SIREN)
Excessive or non-exclusive sex; many instances of unconventional sex; may be hardcore; not for the faint-hearted
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