and hiding in a mist of Dominant demands. Until Victor comes along. Kind and patient, he’s a vanilla corporate sort, bubbling over with an innate yearning to have his boundaries pushed. Zara is so up for the job she sets him a challenge—a month of lessons to find out what he really likes. To learn to think out of the box, or rather, out of the bedroom and submit to her demands. It was this rolling idea of lessons, each one more shocking to Victor and more exciting to Zara, that starts the ball rolling in book 1, The Virgin. Even with Victor’s secret, and Zara’s buried past, they both become so entrenched, so accurate at reading the other that living in polar opposites on the planet couldn’t quash the heat radiating from them. So it became clear that book 2, The Player, was going to have to be about diluting their needs, and then mixing them up again, concentrating that soup of want and longing until an explosion shot them high in the sky and then planted them deep in the earth again. Hell. Sex and love are a carefully constructed concoction, which plays the prevailing role in book 3, The Vixen. Here the threads of Victor and Zara weave in an elegant pattern that ends up being as ugly as it is beautiful and as sinful as it is cleansing. It holds a theme of acceptance and healing, moving forward and stepping away from conventional love. This is the driving force of the trilogy, resulting in an epic journey two people find themselves on in the hunt for fulfillment, the banishing of demons and the promise of everlasting commitment. Sexy as Hell in its entirety is sensual, erotic and loving yet tests Victor and Zara to their limits. It will no doubt push reader boundaries, too, throwing previous conceptions about sex right out of the pot and into the fire—in the most seductive, captivating of ways, of course.