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  1. Question: More Bitter Than Sweet


    August 9, 2016 by Lyn

    Question for Regine: Have you ever been in love? If so, dish. If not, what’s the closest you’ve come to experiencing it?

    Regine begins:
    Love is an irrelevant emotion in general, and certainly, while useful in others, nothing but a hindrance to my current pursuit if found within myself.… Read on

  2. Give Me Reason


    July 26, 2016 by Lyn

    And your voice is all I heard
    That I get what I deserve
    So give me reason

    After All in a Day’s Work

    Regine had company, and Ambrus hated it. He stood in the kitchen of her cottage, crafting hors d’oeuvres, because that way she wouldn’t tell him to leave.… Read on

  3. All In A Day’s Work


    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    In the weeks and months after A Man’s Man.

    The whoring was easy. If it was more complicated than it had been under his previous masters, it was almost more pleasant. He found the clients’ desire for conversation an entertaining novelty, and the one time he’d ended up with unwanted bruises, Luke had taken the client in question aside for a long conversation that had lead to a heartfelt, terrified apology and a couple very expensive gifts.… Read on

  4. A Man’s Man


    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    In the weeks or months after Housewarming.

    “Well… are you sure?”

    This was the weirdest part of Ambrus’ “job,” the part Luke hadn’t managed to explain during his first briefing, when he had gotten distracted reassuring Ambrus about children. Ambrus was still kind of worried about his responsibilities towards those children-to-come, but with a job like this, those offspring seemed a distant worry.… Read on

  5. Labyrinth


    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place immediately after Yes, Mistress.

    Regine had been driving all day, with two bathroom breaks and a stop for lunch at a family restaurant where neither of them fit in and only Ambrus seemed to care. She seemed indefatigable; she also seemed entirely comfortable riding for twelve hours in silence.… Read on

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