Cordelia Delachatte, Victorian Lady Sexplorer
(2026)(A book in the Bawdy Bundles series)
An omnibus of novels by Elizabeth Roubaix
"Pack the bags, Jones. I have new paroxysms to find."
Antiquity buried its filthiest secrets deep. Miss Cordelia Delachatte intends to excavate every last one firsthand. She is, after all, a woman of science.
Armed with an inheritance, a superior black cat, and an immodest mission, she has traveled the Mediterranean from base to tip so that she might compile the world's first compendium of ancient feminine pleasure.
She's been Shared on the Nile by Egyptian worshippers who passed her between them like an offering too sacred for one pair of hands. Claimed by the Wolf Cult at the feast of Lupercalia. Surrendered to the Minotaur of mythic proportion, once she'd proven herself inside a wooden cow, for one must respect the classics. Worshipped on the Acropolis by oiled gymnasts and nymphs. And Taken by the Gods on one of the greatest stages the ancient world ever built.
And through it all: Mr. Jones, her amanuensis (a weakly specimen, Miss Delachatte assures us), who has carried her luggage and never once reached for her himself. Three continents of moans transcribed. Not one of them his. He knew where the temple stood before she did. He recognized the wolf. His was the red thread that drew her back out of the labyrinth. His eyes keep changing color; the seas rise when she tries to leave him. And Cordelia, who has catalogued the appetites of gods, has never once thought to catalogue her secretary.
The gods of five lands have had her. Jones is still waiting his turn.
Cordelia Delachatte, Victorian Lady Sexplorer: Her Complete Erotic Adventures collects all five landmark sexplorations, and the slow-burn love story being written the whole time.
Antiquity buried its filthiest secrets deep. Miss Cordelia Delachatte intends to excavate every last one firsthand. She is, after all, a woman of science.
Armed with an inheritance, a superior black cat, and an immodest mission, she has traveled the Mediterranean from base to tip so that she might compile the world's first compendium of ancient feminine pleasure.
She's been Shared on the Nile by Egyptian worshippers who passed her between them like an offering too sacred for one pair of hands. Claimed by the Wolf Cult at the feast of Lupercalia. Surrendered to the Minotaur of mythic proportion, once she'd proven herself inside a wooden cow, for one must respect the classics. Worshipped on the Acropolis by oiled gymnasts and nymphs. And Taken by the Gods on one of the greatest stages the ancient world ever built.
And through it all: Mr. Jones, her amanuensis (a weakly specimen, Miss Delachatte assures us), who has carried her luggage and never once reached for her himself. Three continents of moans transcribed. Not one of them his. He knew where the temple stood before she did. He recognized the wolf. His was the red thread that drew her back out of the labyrinth. His eyes keep changing color; the seas rise when she tries to leave him. And Cordelia, who has catalogued the appetites of gods, has never once thought to catalogue her secretary.
The gods of five lands have had her. Jones is still waiting his turn.
Cordelia Delachatte, Victorian Lady Sexplorer: Her Complete Erotic Adventures collects all five landmark sexplorations, and the slow-burn love story being written the whole time.
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