Meet Clockwork Goddess… the third book in the popular Lesbia series, the conclusion to the Lesbianning series which was previously running here. It’s out now! It’s all done! It’s ready for your eyes! Hurray! I am so happy that this is finally out, Lesbia is one of my great passions and I hope you will enjoy reuniting with Ayla and Kira in this full length novel. :D

In a world where strict royal matriarchy rules, order is kept by way of public thrashings, and magic is ferreted out wherever it hides, it’s difficult for a legendary witch like Ayla to get any peace.

All she wants is a quiet life in her little forest home. But with a warrior banging at her door demanding she take care of not one but two clever miscreants, one a herbalist who prefers nudity to clothing, the other a wily intellectual whose quiet demeanor belies a volatile temperament – not to mention a civil war about to break out, Ayla is going to have to put her plans on hold.

As a young queen bears down on the witch and her friends, Ayla finds herself trying to wrangle as disparate a group of misbehaved rebels as ever took up arms. Fortunately she has the famous warrior Kira by her side, helping to impart a little discipline as fate and forces beyond any of their control put every innocent in Lesbia in danger.

To save herself and those she loves, Ayla is forced to face a past she thought she’d left behind, discover a family she never knew – and to find the indomitable strength which exists inside a frail young mortal named Vix, who matters more than anyone imagines.

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“Have you ever been beaten?”

“What do you mean?” Moon threw her head back and let herb smoke drift into the breeze, arching her back and legs as she laid gracefully amid the tree roots.

“I mean, thrashed, whipped, spanked, whatever you want to call what Ayla does. Has that ever happened to you?”
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“I’m not sure how much longer I can put up with this,” Vix muttered. “That Liz is completely insufferable. She’s stupid, that’s what she is. So stupid she doesn’t even know she’s stupid…”

“We have a long way to go, so you better find a way,” Moon puffed on her pipe, then offered it to Vix. “Want some?”

“No thank you,” Vix said. “Messes up my concentration.”

“Take a break,” Moon suggested. “You’re getting way too involved in this. Don’t become one of them. You know we have to keep our distance for this to work.”
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As her prayer came to an end Liz lifted her head, her expression ecstatic. “Ariadne this way comes. I can feel her…”

Outside, the warm breeze picked up and began sweeping through the encampment. It blew the flap of Kira’s tent open, clearing the way for the ladies to leave and welcome their divine visitor.
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“They’re having some serious discussions in there,” Moon whispered. She was sitting with her ear to the back of Ayla’s tent, naked as usual. The nakedness was not necessary for the eavesdropping, but Moon liked it that way. She sat nymph like, her legs curled gracefully under herself, breasts tanning in the dappled sun. Her sybaritic figure was elegant and elemental, as natural as any flitting sparrow or buzzing bee.
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“You see now why she sustains such punishments,” Ayla sighed, taking a little water from the washstand and mixing several ground herbs into it.

“I do,” Kira agreed. “You need to wake up and realize what it is you are worshipping,” she informed Liz.

“Ariadne. Mother of witches. She who commands the winds,” Liz said. “I know who I worship.”
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“What are you so afraid of?” Ayla asked the question when she and Aeron were alone in the middle of the deserted camp. Each and every soldier, even the commander had dutifully retired. Ayla and Aeron were alone, two blondes stood in the middle of a dust bowl ringed with tents, one calm, one still panting with rage.

“I fear nothing.”

“That’s not true. Anger like yours does not arise without fear. I ask you again. What are you afraid of?”
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