When aristocrat Ives Hayward hires on orphaned governess Violet Ramsey as tutor for his ward, Violet thinks she knows what to expect in accepting a post at Winterbury Hall. She could not be more wrong. Lord Hayward's ward Cassius Vaughn is not a child, but a grown man, only one servant tends the property, and the Master of the House encourages informality from his employees.Yet these are not the only unusual things about life at Winterbury.Whispers from dark corners & fleeting glimpses of things that shouldn't be make her question if monsters are real. Though rationale tells her to flee, her wayward heart and a quickly budding love for Ives and Cassius urges her to stay.How long can the seductive ruse of her employers keep her from learning the truth? ***TRIGGER This is story falls under the Why Chose?/Polyamory category, and contains M/M and M/F/M sequences.***
I am a gothic tree-hugger, a sufferer of social anxiety, and a fierce supporter of gender equality. A married mother of 4 (and one cat, who sort of thinks he's human, anyway), I'm fascinated by paranormal phenomena & ancient cultures, and have received several awards and nominations for my amateur writing (from 2007 to 2012, at which time I chose to opt out of nomination eligibility, because I'd signed with a publisher).
I'm extremely approachable, but painfully shy (note the mention of social anxiety above). This shyness is crippling, and often strips my of my ability to simply reach out to others. I am aware that to those who don't know this, my silence can often come across as snobbery. I promise you, that is not what it is. I'm extremely informal (as you've probably guessed), and laid back, I'm just basket case who trips trying to get out of her own way.
As a hobby, I write adult-rated fanfiction under the pseudonym Freya Ishtar (somehow this https://www.goodreads.com/author/show... is on good reads without my authorization or knowledge).