Abducted by aliens and facing sex-training from the deadly delicious Deuce, a lonely woman battles to hang on to her wits and her heart. Little does she realize she and Deuce will soon join forces in the wildest escape plan two naked people tied into one weird chair have ever risked. If they succeed, an even bigger plan awaits them. If not...well, at least they’ll die smiling...

Jeff Connors is such a dreamer. On the outside, he looks like Khondor the Barbarian. Inside, he wishes he really were the warrior-wizard character he created for the fantasy game he plays with his old friend Lacey. Too old of a friend, Lacey thinks. All she wishes is that Jeff wasn’t nine years her junior. If it weren’t for the age factor, she’d jump his luscious bod and live out a few fantasies of her own. Impossible, of course. Or is it? When a wacky fairy godmother slam-dunks Lacey and Jeff into the dark and dangerous game world they invented, they might get their wishes. Unless, the monsters and demons get them first...

Cymric of Hunterdon is no saint, yet he does believe in discretion and discipline—two qualities the wayward “Black Rose” seems not to understand. What noblewoman in her right mind would dare play the harlot at a scandalous orgy, then attack the brave lord who wishes to save her honor? Truly this rose is most fair, but she has wickedly sharp thorns. The lady needs a good pruning. And Cymric is just the man to give it to her...