The Princess of the fall.
Tammera is the Princess of the fall, deeply bound to the season that brings fruit and fire to the forest.
Instinctively, she knows that this particular autumn is a pivotal point in her life. Now is the time for her to bear the fruit that will continue her people's unbroken line as supreme rulers, the power in the land.
Once again, she and her childhood mount Silfana set out for their morning ride. But this time she uses the ancient magic of the fall to slip unseen from the castle, this time she will not return without gathering the seed that will give her a child and her line an heir.
Her path to the place of bountiful inception is intercepted unexpectedly, apparently by chance, she stumbles upon a dwarf and his companions. Her ride has left her aroused, the interruption leaves her prematurely unfulfilled. Upset by the words and eyes of the intruders, she flees in confusion.
Returning later to recover Silfana, she finds herself unable to resist forbidden fruits.
Is the corruption of the Sovereign line the natural consequence of the random nature of a fickle fate, or are darker forces at work?
This is the first part of the Princess of the fall series, 'Fallen'.
...when the blouse had joined her bodice amongst the
leaves, he saw her breasts were small, like those of a budding maiden, though
her nipples were as large and luscious as ripe strawberries. She quickly
stripped off her britches, but she did not remove the thigh high boots. She
stood before him brazenly, her legs apart. In the centre of her shapely thighs,
there nestled a patch of fine hair that matched her tousled locks in colour,
but not in thickness. The fine downy blush enhanced and emphasised, but did
nothing to conceal her...