The inconsistent, contradictory ramblings of Scarlett the Harlot

Okay, so suddenly I'm finding myself obsessed with the fantasy genre. Dunno why.

Okay, actually, I do. I blame the Poison Study trilogy. I was cool with general fiction and then I read that and now I'm all in the fantasy genre. This is really only a problem because this is a genre that I've avoided like the plague. I'm not a fan of the Anne McCaffrey's of the world, I never understood D&D, and I think Magic: The Gathering is dumb. So of course I avoided fantasy fiction like the plague.

Then I discovered something: not all fantasy fiction follows the stereotype.

And thank God for that. Because otherwise I'd still be avoiding it.

Enter Anne Bishop. I picked up Sebastian completely on a whim. The cover looked cool, I thought it'd be vaguely Arthurian, also, it says in the summary that it's an "erotic novel" and who doesn't say no to a little gratuitous sex now and again?