Michael Viktor Butler

Moon of the Mahatma Dons Michael Viktor Butler

In this opulent and darkly amusing adventure, the reader is swept into the world of the Sacred and Profane, lifted to the dizzying heights of a frigid paradise, then plunged into the orgiastic, perfumed pools of sensual, forbidden beauty. Had Rose Doyle Fanshaw s mother not offered her soul and body to the visiting sideshow Adonis (naked but for a gilded fig leaf), her half-sister would never have been born. And Rose would not have been put in charge of the little she-devil. Nor would she have attracted the attention of one of the world s richest (and most decadent) young men, whom she would wed - then to be drawn into his circle of depraved explorers intent on finding the Lost City of Liscentoria. But Rose s Fate, and, indeed, the whole strange destiny of all these New Heathens entrap them, like a sinister, yet seductive net of bronzed, naked bodies, lovely - and deadly. Michael Viktor Butler s latest novel poses the question: Is the Force of Evil stronger than the Force of Nature? And must our preternatural, viceral selves be ever contained by the rules of religion and society? For, if not so controlled...can t one wild thing lead to another? Apparently! - at least such is the case within the pages of this very naughty, but ultimately moral tale of both high instincts and some very, very base ones.