An Erotic Ghost Story

 

Storyville: An Erotic Time Travel Romance

by Maggie May

Just in time for Halloween. An erotic ghost story that takes place in the bordellos of New Orleans' former red-light district.

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"A week passed, and I still hadn’t seen Jan Baptiste.  I was beginning to think I’d imagined him, due to all the moonlight-and-magnolias’ scenarios that had been clouding my mind. It didn’t make any sense.  What was he doing in the cemetery?  Was he a ghost?  How weird is that?!  On Saturday night, I heard ragtime music again.  I wasn’t sure if it was coming from the cemetery or not.  I put my robe on and ran across the street to look through the fence to see if Jan was there.  As I was looking, I felt a cold presence behind me.  I quickly turned around, and there was my Jan.  I threw my arms around his neck and showered him with kisses.

He pulled away and said, “Come with me.  I want to show you something.”  I followed him around the fence and we came to a place that was opened enough for both of us to get through.  “Are you frightened?” he asked.

“Not when I’m with you.”

He took my hand and led me to a burial vault.  He pointed to one of the names on the family plot.

I asked, “That’s you?!  So, you are a ghost?”

“I’m afraid so.”

I tried wrapping my mind around what he’d just said.  It was hard to believe.  I didn’t know if ghosts really existed.

He showed me some stairs leading down to the vault.  “Follow me.”

“Have I died, too?” I asked him.

“No.  You’re very much among the living.”  He pointed to a door.

“Where are we going?” I asked as he led me towards it. 

“We’re going to Storyville.  That’s where I live.”

“Storyville?  You mean the famous red-light district?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve read about it.  Storyville doesn’t exist anymore.  Are we going back in time?”

“Yes.  Back to 1899.”

Wow!  This is weird, but exciting, too.  I couldn’t believe it.  “Wow!” I said again.

“I hope you like it.”

“What do you do there in Storyville?”

“I play piano in some of the brothels.”

“Wow!  That’s where Louis Armstrong and Jelly Roll Morton got their start!”

“You know about them?”

“Yeah.  My grandfather likes jazz.”

“If you like jazz, you’ve come to the right place.”

I could hear music playing in the distance.  Before he opened the door, he said, “Are you ready to go back to 1899 with me?”

“Sure.  I’d follow you anywhere.”

He opened the door and I beheld a barely-recognizable Basin Street.  Back then, it had railroad tracks running down the middle of the street.  People were scurrying about wearing Victorian-era clothing.  There were two-storied stately mansions, some adorned with turrets and cupolas, lining the street.  Some of the houses had naked women hanging out of the upper floor windows trying to tempt the men on the street to come inside and join them.  There were saloons and gambling parlors.

He said, “We’re going to the Mahogany House.”

“Okay,” I answered, ready for anything.

“Have you ever heard of Lulu White?”

“No.  Who is she?”

“She runs this place,” he said as we walked up to the door of a large mansion.  “It’s a lot nicer than some of the brothels down here.  It even has a marble staircase and two parlors.”

He opened a door and I saw half-dressed women sitting in a parlor talking to men.  A pianist in the corner was playing ragtime music.

Jan led me up the marble staircase and we came to a room.  I didn’t know what surprises he had in store for me next.  It was all so thrilling!

We entered a very plush bedroom filled with antiques.  It had a large crystal chandelier in the middle of the ceiling.  At first, I didn’t notice her: I was too busy looking at Jan and the dazzling interior. Then, I saw her—a red-headed young woman sitting up in a four-poster bed.  She was wearing a dressing gown that barely covered her large breasts.  I looked at Jan with fire in my eyes and said, “What’s this all about?!  Why are we here?”

He told me, “I wanted you to meet Lily, my wife.”

“Your wife!” I shouted.  “You never told me you were married!”  I was about ready to murder him.

Defensively, he answered, “I do have a past, you know.  I’ve known Lily since I was a child.  We grew up together.”

“Is she a prostitute?”

“Yes.”

“And you’re never jealous about her having sex with other men?”

“It’s all we’ve ever known.  We have an understanding.”

With building anger, I shoved his chest and yelled, “I want to go home.  I don’t like you anymore.”

He gripped my hands, trying to get me to stay.  I was surprised when he said, “Don’t be jealous.  I’m not going to be having sex with her.”

I didn’t understand what he was talking about.

He said to Lily, “She feels funny about being in bed with you.  Come to her and help her feel more comfortable.”

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Brand New Biker Stories

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The authors of the Twisted Steel anthology have decided to come back with a second edition. They heard how much you loved it and listened to the readers. But, that’s not all. A few new faces have been added as well.

These USA Today and International Bestsellers have collaborated once again to bring you brand new biker stories that’ve never been published before. A combination of full-length novels and novellas are within the pages of this edition.

A couple of these authors have written about characters in their clubs you already adore, while others are launching a brand new series.

Each story takes place in a separate club, but you can always count on copious amounts of danger, suspense, angst but most of all – chemistry.

We ask you again: will these men and women put everything on the line for their brotherhood, or will they risk it all for love?

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Girl With the Blue Tattoo

Have you heard of Olive Oatman, also known as The Girl with the Blue Tattoo? She was a teenage heroine of frontier America who was captured by Indians after her Mormon family was slaughtered by them. She lived among them as a slave and they tattooed her chin. Years later, she was ransomed back to white society.

The main character in my erotic romance Hell on Wheels: A Sexy Western is loosely based upon Olive Oatman. Although Olive was never a prostitute as my main character is, both teenagers share the same experiences in their teenage years. My girl, however, is not marked by the disfiguring tattoo. Both teenagers are survivors despite all the challenges they face in their young lives.

I love stories about the building of the transcontinental railroad, one of America's greatest engineering feats in the 19th century. I recently went to a ceremony honoring the 150th anniversary of the Golden Spike, which commemorated the meeting of the train coming from America’s east with the one coming from the west. This accomplishment may never have happened without the labor of the Chinese, soldiers home from the civil war, freed slaves, recent Irish immigrants, and various ne'er-do-wells who needed money in spite of the dangerous, back-breaking work it took to build the railroad. And let's not forget the women who entertained them and traveled along with the train as the railroad was being built. They all lived in squalor in make-shift towns nicknamed Hell on Wheels. It took a lot of grit and gumption on their parts. My girl is a feisty heroine who has a humorous way of looking at the world and the men and women with whom she comes in contact. She has sexual relationships with both men and women, sometimes 3 at a time. All are loving relationships.

I have tried to stick to history as much as possible in this erotic story where I follow the course of the railroad's construction starting from the Platte River Valley all the way to California. It is my hope that history buffs, railroad aficionados, lovers of coming of age stories meant for adults, and readers of erotic romances will take a look at my story.

Who knows? You might find yourself liking trains more than you ever have before. Keep on riding them, especially those long-distance ones such as the California Zephyr and Coast Starlight. I have traveled in a sleeper car on both train routes and it is the best way to see America. And don't forget to bring my book along with you. All aboard!

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Sexy Mardi Gras

Happy Mardi Gras!

For Adults Only, here's a steamy excerpt from my erotic romance

Storyville: A Time Travel Erotic Romance

that takes place in New Orleans

A week passed, and I still hadn’t seen Jan Baptiste.  I was beginning to think I’d imagined him, due to all the moonlight-and-magnolias’ scenarios that had been clouding my mind. It didn’t make any sense.  What was he doing in the cemetery?  Was he a ghost?  How weird is that?!  On Saturday night, I heard ragtime music again.  I wasn’t sure if it was coming from the cemetery or not.  I put my robe on and ran across the street to look through the fence to see if Jan was there.  As I was looking, I felt a cold presence behind me.  I quickly turned around, and there was my Jan.  I threw my arms around his neck and showered him with kisses.

He pulled away and said, “Come with me.  I want to show you something.”  I followed him around the fence and we came to a place that was opened enough for both of us to get through.  “Are you frightened?” he asked.

“Not when I’m with you.”

He took my hand and led me to a burial vault.  He pointed to one of the names on the family plot.

I asked, “That’s you?!  So, you are a ghost?”

“I’m afraid so.”

I tried wrapping my mind around what he’d just said.  It was hard to believe.  I didn’t know if ghosts really existed.

He showed me some stairs leading down to the vault.  “Follow me.”

“Have I died, too?” I asked him.

“No.  You’re very much among the living.”  He pointed to a door.

“Where are we going?” I asked as he led me towards it. 

“We’re going to Storyville.  That’s where I live.”

“Storyville?  You mean the famous red-light district?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve read about it.  Storyville doesn’t exist anymore.  Are we going back in time?”

“Yes.  Back to 1899.”

Wow!  This is weird, but exciting, too.  I couldn’t believe it.  “Wow!” I said again.

“I hope you like it.”

“What do you do there in Storyville?”

“I play piano in some of the brothels.”

“Wow!  That’s where Louis Armstrong and Jelly Roll Morton got their start!”

“You know about them?”

“Yeah.  My grandfather likes jazz.”

“If you like jazz, you’ve come to the right place.”

I could hear music playing in the distance.  Before he opened the door, he said, “Are you ready to go back to 1899 with me?”

“Sure.  I’d follow you anywhere.”

He opened the door and I beheld a barely-recognizable Basin Street.  Back then, it had railroad tracks running down the middle of the street.  People were scurrying about wearing Victorian-era clothing.  There were two-storied stately mansions, some adorned with turrets and cupolas, lining the street.  Some of the houses had naked women hanging out of the upper floor windows trying to tempt the men on the street to come inside and join them.  There were saloons and gambling parlors.

He said, “We’re going to the Mahogany House.”

“Okay,” I answered, ready for anything.

“Have you ever heard of Lulu White?”

“No.  Who is she?”

“She runs this place,” he said as we walked up to the door of a large mansion.  “It’s a lot nicer than some of the brothels down here.  It even has a marble staircase and two parlors.”

He opened a door and I saw half-dressed women sitting in a parlor talking to men.  A pianist in the corner was playing ragtime music.

Jan led me up the marble staircase and we came to a room.  I didn’t know what surprises he had in store for me next.  It was all so thrilling!

We entered a very plush bedroom filled with antiques.  It had a large crystal chandelier in the middle of the ceiling.  At first, I didn’t notice her: I was too busy looking at Jan and the dazzling interior. Then, I saw her—a red-headed young woman sitting up in a four-poster bed.  She was wearing a dressing gown that barely covered her large breasts.  I looked at Jan with fire in my eyes and said, “What’s this all about?!  Why are we here?”

He told me, “I wanted you to meet Lily, my wife.”

“Your wife!” I shouted.  “You never told me you were married!”  I was about ready to murder him.

Defensively, he answered, “I do have a past, you know.  I’ve known Lily since I was a child.  We grew up together.”

“Is she a prostitute?”

“Yes.”

“And you’re never jealous about her having sex with other men?”

“It’s all we’ve ever known.  We have an understanding.”

With building anger, I shoved his chest and yelled, “I want to go home.  I don’t like you anymore.”

He gripped my hands, trying to get me to stay.  I was surprised when he said, “Don’t be jealous.  I’m not going to be having sex with her.”

I didn’t understand what he was talking about.

He said to Lily, “She feels funny about being in bed with you.  Come to her and help her feel more comfortable.”

Lily stood up and I saw that her dressing gown had come undone, and one of her very large tits was halfway out.  She did look good; I had to admit. She approached me and put her arms around my neck and then kissed me deeply.  Against my expectations, I liked the way she tasted: it was fresh and clean, like the cucumber-infused water served at my favorite spa.  She started unbuttoning my blouse.  I felt like backing away, but then I looked over at Jan sitting on a chair in the corner.  He winked at me.  I told myself, now I get it.  He wants to watch.  Well, I’ll put on quite a show, if that’s what he desires.  I opened Lily’s dressing gown, and caressed one of her luscious breasts, then buried my face between them.  I looked over at Jan and he was taking off his pants.

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Featured Author Shani Richards

Thank you, Shani, for joining us today on my blog. Here are a few questions for you:

Why did you want to write Ava In Chains?

I decided to write Ava In Chains because I was often given the advice, write the story you want to read. As a young black girl, I never read books about girls like me. I loved romance novels, but there was always this disappointment that came with realizing that the heroine wasn’t like me, and I felt that was wrong. Everyone should be able to see themselves in a story. I wanted Ava to be desirable, smart, pretty and talented. But I also wanted her to have self-doubt despite how hard she works at succeeding. I wanted her to be realistic. Most of all I wanted Ava to be relatable. And have agency. I was tired of reading books where things happened to or for the character for no reason related to who they were. I wanted to read a book where the character had a goal and worked to achieve it and by the end of the story, have that goal still matter. In Ava’s case, she wants to be a ballerina and choreographer. At the end of the story, she still is the same person, falling in love doesn’t change that.

Current Works in Progress?

I have several books that I’ve been working on but four that are close to being finished.

The Exploits of Isabella and Lone Wolfe is one of my darker works. It’s about a seemingly non-consensual relationship that takes place over 18 months. It was hard to write, because it came from a real encounter that ended differently, but shaped my feelings and understanding of con non-con situations.

Callie’s Strength (sequel to Sebastian’s Weakness) This is my baby project. I wrote Sebastian’s Weakness pretty quickly and forced myself to quickly publish it. I’ve taken more time with Callie’s part of the story, working on explaining why Sebastian’s actions were a huge part of her life. I also wanted to tell more about the relationship she has with other people. There are aspects of BDSM and D/s in both stories, but

Callie’s Strength focuses more on that.

This is how I disappear is more of a fantasy story. I really liked the idea of mythology, but hated that it never seemed to go beyond a few stories in each culture. So I explored the stories of Norwegian and Japanese legends and made those a part of who these modern characters. My mains, Katja “Kai” Cutter and Jace Cutter are mythical beings and they realize that just because they’re destined to be together doesn’t mean it’s going to be easy.

Saving Ivy is a spy story. I’d been working on this one for years, and the original version included some heavy themes, but no one really liked it (or I should say, certain aspects of it). So I took the parts of the story that everyone loved and wrote a new story from there. It still needs some retooling, but I think the concept works a lot better.

What influenced your writing style?

Reading influenced my writing style a lot actually. In so far as I fell in love with Shakespearean plays before I was old enough to even understand them. There was this idea that you could meet and fall in love with someone before you ever knew them and it was okay (mostly). That influenced me a lot. I wanted to write about an instant attraction, but then once the pixie dust wore off, I wanted to examine what was left.

In the case of Ava, a part of that Shakespearean influence is that she isn’t perfect, no matter how much Milo builds her up to be. And Milo thinks she’s perfect within seconds of seeing her, much like a love-struck Romeo. There’s a nod to this in the fact that the first time they meet, she’s performing as Juliet in a ballet. When we meet Ava, she’s practicing, because even though she’s the lead, she can always be better.  I wanted her to have self-doubt, even while succeeding in most things, I wanted her to question herself and her relationships and her place in it. My goal was to write Ava as realistically as possible. She’s a ballerina, but that doesn’t mean she won’t slip and fall or trip over her feet. I wanted the audience to get inside of her head and see that she’s dedicated and strong and appears fearless even when she’s terrified. I wanted the reader to see that she struggles and doesn’t have the world handed to her, that she works for her progress. I wanted Ava to be relatable to anyone.

I love erotica, but one of my ‘complaints’ is that sometimes it seems like the story is sacrificed for the sex. I wanted to change that. I really wanted to write a story, that just so happened to be erotic at the same time. That’s how most of my stories go if they have a sex scene on page 3 or page 100 that’s the progression of the story.

Why did you start writing Erotica?

I started writing it for two reasons. One, I really wanted to branch out and write something crazy that I could never say aloud. Writing was easy, it was safe and getting those words typed out was a release for me. And two, I was tired of reading all the same types of stories. I wanted something more than just a sex story. I wanted intrigue and thoughtfulness and lust that was built on love, not the other way around. I wanted characters that were developed and that you would miss and think about long after the story finished. I wanted my readers to go “oh, that was a great book and freaking hot!”

Have you ever dealt with a stalker because of your work?

No, I haven’t. However, funny story, for some of the details in The Lone Wolfe and Belle I sort of stalked a minor internet celebrity to figure out his story. I felt bad about it afterward, but at that time, I really wanted to figure him out. He was a fun mystery, and once I solved it, I was done with him.

How did you pick your pen name?

I published because I promised my mom I would. So I choose my pen name to honor her in a way. It’s my initials S.L. backward and her last name. That became Ellis Lightfoot. After I picked it and published my first book the first copy was bought by a woman who shared my mother’s first name. It was the best sign that I was doing the right thing.

Do you have any final thoughts?

I’m so happy to be able to say I published my second book. I’m not a bestseller by any means, but I did something I only dreamt about for years. I’m hoping that someday I’ll be more widely read, but even if it never happens, I’ll probably never stop writing.

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High School Reunion

People often ask me where I get the ideas for the male characters in the erotic romances that I write.  Do I write from experience? Do I know these sexy men?  Well...the short answer is, "Kinda".

The story that most represents my life and experience is High School Reunion. This romance is loosely based on my courtship with my husband.  I knew him in high school, but I was too immature to pick up on the signals he was sending at the time when he gave me a romantic poem that he'd written about me on the last day of school. I was an idiot and put him off for a while but am so glad that he gave me a second chance later. The male protagonist in my story Highschool Reunion is a musician and writer, like my husband.  He's a Ginger with freckles and long legs that seem to go on forever.  The mystery in my erotic romance is whether he will show up at their reunion ten years after they graduated.  Is it too late for them?  Or will they get a second chance at love?

Here are some 5 Star Reviews for this Erotic Romance:

Five Stars: “I enjoyed reading High School Reunion. It’s that second chance you might have dreamed about. It’s about giving romance the chance that should have happened a long time ago. It’s about going out on a limb to try to get what you want, now that you have experience being an adult. Give this one a read if you've ever wondered, "What if?"

Five Stars: “There's always that one from your last that you wonder what if...

That basically is this story. Danielle has been wondering and attending her high school reunion for years with the hope of seeing Randy, The one that loved her but she let get away.

"The heat that comes from the short story was unexpected and hot.”

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Author Spotlight Mystqx Skye

Thanks for joining us on my blog today, Mystqx! 

Here are some questions for you:

As a writer/lover of words, would you be able to describe yourself in just 2 words and why the chosen word.

Answer: Free Spirit. I love freedom in all its sense. The freedom to feel, act, write, do whatever my heart desires, free from the influence and negativity of other people - it is a wish I desire to fulfill everyday, to live and not just be alive.

This is your first published poetry book and I heard that there are some secrets in the pages. What does the title actually mean? How do you select the title of the poems?

Answer: Bared – Beneath a Myriad of Skies implies baring one’s soul. The cover image tells a lot about it too. It’s a woman consoling herself as she tries to bare her soul. The mandala tattooed on her skin is a reflection of her memories, hopes, dreams, passion, rage, frustration, longing, healing – her depths. The subtitle “Beneath A Myriad of Skies” denotes the different times and places that has witnessed my confessions. Some writings in my poetry book are writings I wrote 20 years ago and somewhen during that time, the skies are bluer than blue, or shadier than shades of gray. The images that goes with the writings are special places where I have been and where I have written some of the prose or poetry. The titles of my poems are either the essence of the poem or the message hidden in the writings.

So after finding out that there are actually secret messages written in between words and pages, why did you write it? Are you ready to tell us some of the secrets? 

Answer: Some of the writings you will read in the book are from memories. I am looking for the “half-owner” of those memories – in the hopes that I will be found and in this lifetime.

What is your writing process like?

Answer: A word. I need a word to start with anything and then my writings flow from there. Usually I write things first on paper as I love the feel of paper and pen. Then a phrase composed with that word builds up the direction of where and how I will write. Music and food sets my mood before I start caressing my notes and pressing those letters on my keyboard.

What are common traps for aspiring writers?

Answer: Dipping your pen in so many inks. It can be overwhelming to write about so many things. You accumulate drafts after drafts and by the time you know it you are caught in a web of chaos.

What is your writing Kryptonite?

Answer: When I can’t find it in myself to connect with what I want to write – then I feel empty. Imagination works fine – I can write what I can imagine but it would be just descriptive and it takes too much energy to make it sound real and relatable. Words after words are written but the emotions doesn’t flow in it.

What is the hardest thing for you to write?

Answer: Digging deep into the recesses of one’s heart and mind may be sad, scary and at times emotionally draining but to write about is rewarding because somehow I could find a relief of heart.  I can write the story in shades or color coat it however I want, but the hardest thing to write is the naked truth of a certain matter because there is no absolute truth.

I know this is a question usually asked to writers, but in any case I am curious to know – how do you fight writers block?

Answer: I don’t fight it but I go with the flow. There is really no proper cure for this. but I find emptying your mind works like rebooting. Take a walk outside, go to a cafe, hang around and do nothing, take a long warm bath, activities that don't require serious thinking helps like magic. I really stop doing anything that has to do with writing and take a break to refresh my mind.

What kind of writer are you? 

Answer: Free rein. Although I have a central plot, I write in the direction of where the flow of ideas take me.

What is the most important thing about a book in your opinion? 

Answer: The choice of words that connects the book with the target reader. It should be able to capture the senses of the readers.

Where do you get your inspiration to write?

Answer:  Feeling, seeing, reading, hearing emotions in its purest state – raw emotion - inspires me to write, so I look for those in nature, in strangers, real life situations like watching kids. You can find the most honest reactions most of the time in kid’s faces.

Any projects in line? 

Answer: Currently I am working on finishing 2 books. A non-fiction book about the negative stereotypes in society and the other one is a mystery romance novel.

Author BIO: Mystqx Skye
Born in the spirit of “The Archer”, a life traveller and truth seeker –  she loves to write about life in all its hues, in the hopes that one could find inspiration and courage through her writings. Mystqx Skye is a  Zurich-based writer and a hobby photographer who authored the most intriguing poetry book: Bared – Beneath a Myriad of Skies. Her flavourful writing style was cultivated during her globe-trotting years as a Marketing Communication Strategist.  Discover more of her writings on life’s beautiful contradictions, rebellious hearts and steamy affairs at www.mystqx.com.

Bared – Beneath a Myriad of Skies 

Book Description: Bared – Beneath a Myriad of Skies
Bared – Beneath a Myriad of Skies is a one of a kind poetry book. Revel in the exquisite art of prose and poetry composed of intense imageries and intriguing visuals. Every page evokes a different emotion. Every leaf leads to a different discovery.

This unique 117 page poetry book inspires and encourages love for self and others, inner self-discovery, understanding relationships and appreciating the beauty of life. The visuals in the book (mandala art coloring pages, essence of a woman, beauty of nature) awaken a sense of creativity and healing. The hardcover copy of the book includes blank stationery pages which you can use as a journal to express yourself.

Get your hands on it, turn the pages and experience sensations bared under a myriad of skies.

*Note: Ebook version does not include blank stationery pages.

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All About Maggie May: My Interview on Smashwords

My Smashwords Interview 

When did you first start writing?

When I was a child, I had trouble sleeping at bedtime, so to entertain myself, I created stories in my head. In high school, I took a Folklore and Mythology class and my teacher had us write ballads, myths, fables, and animal stories. That was the beginning of my experience as a writer. I went on to take creative writing classes in college along with several literature classes where I did a lot of reading, wrote a lot of essays, did a lot of comparing and contrasting, and ended up getting a master's degree in English.

When did you start writing erotica?

I started writing erotica later in my life. I am primarily a mystery writer and have published 14 mysteries under a different pen name. I have Smashwords to thank for helping me become an erotica writer since I read the erotic stories by other members of Smashwords Facebook groups and learned the words that erotic writers use to describe female and male genitalia in a sexy and arousing way. Before that, I could come up with titillating situations and characters for my erotic stories but didn't know how to write about body parts in a way that my readers wouldn't snicker at.

What is your latest published erotic romance?

My latest is entitled Hell on Wheels: A Sexy Western. It's told from the viewpoint of an 18-year-old girl who spent time and has lots of sexual experiences in the makeshift towns that the railroad built before the east coast and western trains met each other in Promontory Point Utah in the 1800s. I'm a train buff and love taking train trips. I'm fascinated with the building of the transcontinental railroad and have written two novels about it using another pen name. I wanted to try my hand in writing erotica starring the people who built the railroad and the prostitutes who travel with them. My erotic romance contains Male/Female/Male and Female/Male/Female threesomes. In it, I write about a compelling time in American history in a way that I hope my readers will find smokin' hot.

What are you working on now?

I'm going to be in an anthology in the summer called Down the Rabbit Hole that will include several of us writers reimaging the fairy tales we grew up reading. There will be Little Red Riding, Rapunzel, and Cinderella stories told like never before.
My group includes stories about Snow White. I was so excited about this anthology that I wrote and published a story that was meant to be included in it, so I had to write another one. The one I first wrote and published is called Naughty Snow White. In it, I write her story as an erotic romance. Naughty Snow White is anything but innocent. She steals her stepmother's diamond ring, hawks it, and then hitchhikes to San Francisco where she is taken in by seven gay dwarfs. As time goes on, she meets and falls in love with the grandson of a famous rock musician. To find out who that is, you'll have to read the erotic romance.
The Snow White Anthology will feature my new erotic story entitled Snow White and the Seven Firemen. In the erotic romance, Snow White's evil stepmother sets her house on fire with both Snow White and her father inside. Her father dies in the fire and she gets badly burned trying to save him. Saved by two firemen and now homeless, they invite her to live with them. She feels like she's died and gone to heaven when she sees how gorgeous her seven firemen roommates are. Which one of these handsome and sexy men will she choose to be her lover?

Author Spotlight: E. A. DeBoest

Tell us a little about your background. How did you start writing?

Well, I've been an avid reader my entire life, and I've been writing on and off since high school. I started reading erotic romance books after I had my first kid and I was introduced to a whole new experience of reading that I fell in love with. And then a few years ago, after my second kid was born, I decided to get back into writing again. I knew I had what it took to write great stories because there was a spark lit inside me that could only come out in writing.

I read and enjoyed the first book in the Construction of the Heart Series. Here's my review.

Lots of sex in this story that has likable characters, from the narrator to her new boyfriend, and her caring roommates. There’s a little mystery thrown to keep you wondering, “Who is the person following her in the black car?” I enjoyed the descriptions of her night out with her girlfriend, the meals she cooked, and the clothes she and her friends wore. I could see it all in my mind’s eye. All and all, a good story with excellent descriptions of smokin’ hot sex with her chocolate stallion. Lucky lady.

What made you decide to write interracial erotic romance stories?

Most of my books are interracial erotic romance stories, and that's because I'm extremely passionate about interracial love. It's my life. I'm married to a black man. We met 18 1/2 years ago and became friends, and then we started dating 16 1/2 years ago. And we just celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary. We have two beautiful children as a result of our love. But I've experienced some racism and hatred because of who I fell in love with, but it's just made me more passionate and knowledgeable about what I write. And it allows me to spread the message that love is love.

My interracial books are either about a black man and a white woman, a black woman and a white man, a biracial man and a white woman, or a biracial woman and a white man.

But I also write about Caucasian couples.

I love interracial couples, but I try to grab all readers of romance by not limiting myself to just that.

Construction of the Heart Series (3 books, Construction of the Heart, Sealing of the Heart, Expansion of the Heart) is interracial (a biracial man and a white woman). My 4th book, One Night: Two Strangers, is about a Caucasian couple. My 5th book, The Live In: Him Her and Her, is interracial (a married Caucasian couple and the wife's best friend, a beautiful black woman). And the book I'm working on right now, my 6th book, is about a Caucasian couple. My 7th book will be about a black man and a white woman. And my 8th book will be about a white man and a biracial woman.

But I don't dwell on skin colors, I bring their love out for one another. Love is love!

I write from my experiences in life, which I've had from dating both white men and black men, and because I've lived in a few different states and worked in several cities. I'm someone that definitely has lived her life. I've embraced the times when I've been single and lived my life to the absolute fullest. And I've embraced my relationships and taken the good and the bad from them. I also write from experiences that I've seen from friends and family. Plus, I write from experiences that come from reading and watching movies or television shows. Love in all forms is everywhere if you're open to it.

How have your fans reacted to your writing about sex? Have you ever had a stalker or men who’ve sent you pornography?

I haven't been stalked or received dick pics yet, but I get men and the occasional woman trying to flirt me a lot. I've gotten people messaging me their phone numbers and sometimes people ask me if I want to see their pics. I've also been asked if I will share my pics. I guess it comes with the genre of books that I write. But I just ignore it all and delete the comments and messages.

What are your plans for your next novel?

I'm currently writing my 6th book and it's my 3rd standalone book as my first 3 books are a series. I have the title but I'm not disclosing that information yet. I don't disclose the character names until I'm closer to publishing as well. But here's a peek at what this erotic romance novel has in store: 1) extremely troubled childhoods 2) lots of money, maybe bigger debts 3) a pimp 4) a proposition 5) 3 three weeks that change her life. I've just started writing this love story and I'm hoping to have it finished by the summer, hopefully in June.

Amazon Author Page

https://amzn.to/381Rtnt

Here are Amazon links for E. A. DeBoest’s books:

Construction of the Heart Book 1

https://amzn.to/2tMIb06

Sealing of the Heart Book 2 (Construction of the Heart)

https://amzn.to/2NhmCLW

Expansion of the Heart: Book 3 (Construction of the Heart)

https://amzn.to/2sf8RGb

One Night: Two Strangers

https://amzn.to/36LMG9I

The Live In: Him Her and Her

https://amzn.to/2Tbhw7P

Thank you for speaking with us and congratulations on all the 5-star ratings your interracial erotic romances have earned!!

Jane Austen's Unfinished Novel Sanditon

Are you looking forward to watching Sanditon, the PBS series based upon an unfinished novel by Jane Austen?  It starts tomorrow night.  Here's an erotic romance version of Jane's classic Sense and Sensibility that I hope you might like.

Sense and Sexuality: An Erotic Austin Variation 

Here's a fun excerpt:

This scene takes place in the Hollywood Hills at a costume party given by Colin Firth, the actor famous for playing Mr. Darcy in the television adaption of Pride and Prejudice. The sisters had met him earlier when they were at the Pantages Theater in Hollywood for Wicked. I thought it might be fun to let the Dashwood sisters role play and lose their inhibitions at the party, so I hope you'll enjoy:

As the date for the masquerade party approaches, Elinor and Marianne have been busy planning their costumes.  Neither wants the other to know what she will wear until the night of the party.  When that night comes, they can’t wait to see each other’s reactions to their outfits. Mrs. Dashwood and Margaret sit in the living room, eagerly waiting for “the big reveal”.

At last, Marianne comes out of her bedroom. She is dressed like Scarlett O’Hara—hoop skirt and all. She waves her fan and says, “Fiddle-dee-dee.  It’s so hot in here, I’m positively wilting.  Where ever is that sister of mine?”

Their sister Margaret lets out a gleeful scream and says, “Oh, Marianne.  That’s such a perfect costume for you.  You’re just like Scarlett.”

"Am I?"

She is answered by the crack of a whip.  The three of them look at each other in confusion and fear. Margaret sees Elinor and says, “Oh My God!  Elinor is dressed like Cat Woman!”

Elinor says, “Cat Woman, Halle-Berry-style.”  She struts into the room clothed in low-hung black leather pants connected to a bikini top that crisscrosses over her stomach and back.  She also sports black leather boots and gloves that have claws on the fingertips.  A black mask with cat ears completes her ensemble.  She proclaims, “I am Cat Woman.  Hear me roar.”

Marianne and Margaret gush over her outfit, but Mrs. Dashwood has reservations. 

She tells Elinor, “I’ve seen people really lose their inhibitions when they go to costume parties.  I was at one where a woman dressed as a pregnant girl scout spent the whole night sitting on the laps of practically every man in the room.”

Margaret says, “Oh, a pregnant Girl Scout?  That’s a good one!”

Her mother interrupts and tells Elinor, “Seriously, I hope you don’t lose your inhibitions at the party and do something you'll regret later.”

Marianne can’t stop laughing at the way Elinor is dressed.  Once she catches her breath, she tells her “Elinor, I never knew you had a dark side!”

She answers, “Who knows what surprises tonight may hold.”

Margaret tells her, “You really do look hot, Elinor.  You should wear leather more often.”

Everyone laughs, but her mother tells her, “Elinor, you’d better behave yourself tonight and you need to keep an eye on your little sister.”

“I promise, Mamma,” she answers.

Elinor tells Marianne, “Come on, Miss Scarlett.  Let’s go party.”

Their mother shouts, “Elinor!  You’d better take a sweater.  You’re going to freeze in that outfit!”

She looks back at her mother and hisses.

As they are walking out the door, Marianne whispers, “Elinor! I can’t believe you just did that!” Both laugh. “This really is a whole other side of you.  You’re usually so prissy and judgmental.”

“Am I? Is that how you see me?”

“Yes. Sometimes.”

“Well then, I promise I’ll work on that,” she reassures her sister. Once in the car, she puts on a cd by Heart and turns the volume up when the song Barracuda by Heart comes on. Both sisters sing along as Elinor heads for the party.

When they arrive at their destination, Marianne asks, “Will you be using your whip tonight?”

“Maybe.”

“Oh, boy.  This is going to be fun,” Marianne answers, clapping her hands.

Once they arrive at the party, they get out of the car and walk to the door.

Before ringing the doorbell, Elinor asks, “Are you ready to go inside?”

"I think so," she answers, feeling a bit scared of what lies beyond the door.

"Don't worry.  If it gets too freaky, tell me and we'll leave."

With a sense of adventure, Marianne says, "Okay.  Let's do this thang!" 

"I like your spirit.  Let's go see Mr. Darcy."

They get out of the car and hear laughter and loud music.  The sisters walk up the stone steps and knock on the door.  A woman who is completely naked except for an owl mask and a dog collar around her neck answers. She is dragging a leash, like a dog who has run away from its master. Seeing how Elinor is dressed, she flirts with her, saying, “Oh, Cat Woman. You look positively yummy.  You may hold my leash.”

Elinor looks at her sister hoping for encouragement, but Marianne shrugs her shoulders as if to say, “The ball’s in your court, sis.”

She takes the proffered leash and leads "owl lady" inside. They wander out to the pool where a band is playing songs from the 80s. Some people have shed their masks and clothes and are skinny-dipping.  In the hot tub, a naked woman sits on top of a man with her breasts in his face while he plays with them.

Both girls are shocked by the nudity; yet can’t look away.  They’re glad when the band takes a break and they can talk to each other. 

Marianne says, “This party is really wild.  Mamma would be so mad at us for coming here!” 

"I know," Elinor answers.  Both are relieved when they see the British actor, Colin Firth, approach. 

He walks over to Elinor and says, "Wow! What a brilliant costume.  You look fantastic!"

Elinor blushes and, feeling self-conscious, asks, "Do you think I went too far?  Do I look ridiculous dressed as Cat Woman?"

He clears his throat and answers, "That the furthest thing from the truth."

"What do you mean?"

"You make a perfect Cat Woman." He slowly checks out her body from head to toe, and then repeats, "Wow!"

Feeling slightly self-conscious, she points to Marianne and asks, "What do you think of her costume?"

He notices her for the first time and tells her, "You make a cute Scarlett."

She fans herself and answers, "Why...thank you kindly, Sir." Looking at his ruffled shirt and wet hair, she tells him, "I like your ruffled shirt.  After a few beats, she asks, "Why is your hair all wet?"

"Johny Depp threw me in the pool."

She answers, "Oh my God!  Is he here, too?  I have a huge crush on him! She looks around and then asks, "Do you know where he is?" 

"I lost track."

"Oh...I think I'll go see where he is!" she tells him and hurries off.

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