検索キーワード： 著者 "R. L. Davennor" すべてのカテゴリー

The Hells of Notre Dame is a sapphic retelling of The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and the first book in The Phantom of Notre Dame series: where Hunchback collides with The Phantom of the Opera in the streets of gothic Paris. Perfect for fans of the musicals and classic novels alike, these LGBT+ dark fantasy romances are as steamy as they are twisted, and are intended for a mature adult audience.

In one night, I lost everything. My ship, my crew, my freedom, and nearly my life—but none of it hurt as much as losing my lover Scarlett. Her scorned fiancé now holds her captive, and unless I do something, she’ll be forced to marry the devil within a week. Remaining undetected with a curse eating me alive proves damn near impossible, but at least our plan was simple: get in, get Scarlett, and get out. There’s only one obstacle. Her.

Mermaids, stormy skies, daring adventures, pirates…it was little wonder I sprinted to the docks the moment I left the orphanage. Eager to begin my new life, I searched for a ship that would have me—and found a thief instead. I chased the bastard. Now I’m trapped. I’m told this place is Neverland, but everything I touch is dead or dying; what’s left is hellbent on killing each other.

One more kill - and then, I'm free. If only it were that simple. Ancient curses call for desperate measures, and to escape mine, I've become a murderer. But "freedom" trades one chain for another, and I'll be damned if I'm marrying that filthy sorcerer. Unfortunately, a girl who turns into a dragon doesn’t have many options. Even if I did, who could love a monster?

Cedric needs medicine—better yet, a f--king miracle—but given that we’re trapped in Neverland, I’m forced to turn to our enemies for help, the ones we’ve been slaughtering at any and every opportunity: Neverland’s natives. It’s suicide, but if death is what I risk to give him a chance, so be it. Only… they don’t kill me. One of them saves me. I may be her prisoner, but there’s something more between us, something as forbidden as it is intoxicating. And as the lines between love and hate grow more blurred by the hour, I’m faced with an impossible choice.