I’ve currently got a huge sale on all my erotica e-books. All my short story collections and novellas are now only 0.99 between now and 20th December!
What began as an experiment in seeing if I could write erotica under a pen name after writing as ‘myself’ for several years in a stop-start career, then began to grow over the last six years (at least in my own mind) into something I wanted to try and make a full-time, sustainable career in writing fiction.
I'm just popping by to give you a heads up that my short story collection, Carnal, is 0.99 everywhere for only a couple more days. You can still grab your copy for this rock bottom price until the end of Sunday, at which point the price will go back up to its regular $2.99 (or equivalent.
This is the last of four extracts in my Erotic Myths & Sexy Tales boxset. Desires on Kiska is book 4 of these standalone paranormal erotic novellas, and I thought I'd share with you a little scene in which the two ice goddess sisters encounter each other, leaving the poor human caught in their tangled web completely oblivious of it. I think it's pretty clear that these two are not the closest of siblings!
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The prologue gives you a glimpse into the seduction of each of the five men into becoming competitors in a very strange and steamy storytelling competition. What they don't know is just exactly why the goddess Gaia wants to find a winner - and what she will do with him when she gets him...
We join our hapless hero, who is plagued by both his desire for his goddess, and unfortunately a whole orgy of lascivious ghosts which live in his home and taunt him with their endless comments - and the sex he wishes he was getting - as he encounters the mysterious and constantly tempting Lilith who is extremely willing to teach him how to get his goddess in her own very special and alluring way...
I said I'd post an extract from each of the four books in the Erotic Myths & Sexy Tales boxset, and the one below is from the first book, a kind of dark fairy tale about a lilitu, Lila, who has problems of her own, but they're made a whole load worse when she really needs to get the new lust of her life into bed, but his betrothed keeps getting in the way!
This scene finds us with Lila and her prospective man, after he has had an accident on his horse. And she has her own particular ways of making him recover! 😉
I am absolutely delighted to announce that I have now released the first four books in my Erotic Myths & Sexy Tales series into a boxset! It wasn't something I was originally going to do, but, given the current climate where we are all bouncing off the walls in lockdown, I decided that the more … Continue reading NEW RELEASE! Erotic Myths & Sexy Tales Boxset
Rosa re-crossed her legs. She contemplated leaving them slightly open and noting the look in the professor’s eyes as she gave him a view of her inner thighs, but opted for the more professional approach – ensuring that there was still enough outer thigh on show to get a rise in his pants. She willed him to take off his lab coat so she could see, but telepathy wasn’t her strong point and it remained wrapped around him. It gave him the upper hand, and she knew he knew it.
“I’m afraid you would have to do a lot more work to prove to me that your theories are correct, Doctor—“
“Rosa, Professor. Please. We’ve had these discussions often enough for you to use my first name, surely?” Now was the time. She unravelled her knees and leant forward, her breasts pushing against the top of her bra, leaving the hint of two exposed, fleshy mounds. Her legs parted slightly. Having practised this in front of a mirror many times, she knew that what the professor could see was the stocking disappearing into a cavern of darkness. Just enough and not too much. “Let’s see, then, Professor. I—“