Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Short Story "Bound" Free today at Kindle

Bound is free today and will be back to $1.75 tomorrow!

Jack is immobilized by a multitude of broken bones after a skiing accident. He hires Lucy to take care of him, but she seems to have more of a taste for torture than comfort and Jack is at her mercy.

"'Lucy? Are you there?' Jack’s hoarse voice was barely over a whisper. He tried to lift his head to look around the room, but he was held tightly in place by the brace around his neck, his chin resting on its molded plastic. He was leaned slightly back in a wheelchair with a pillow behind him and so, only being able to move his eyes, he couldn’t take in much of the room.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

New Directions

I've become interested in the styles of erotica where there are images alongside stories. I'm going to start working on creating manga style cast stories. I'm very excited to work on this new skill!

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Here's an excerpt from my new story, my first with a female character!
Gary frowned at her and hesitated. He darted into the bathroom and came back with a tall cup of water. He put a straw in it and set it up on the edge of the bedside table. “What else might you need?”
“It’s just a few hours, relax,” Nadia said. That morning Gary had shifted her body from their bed into a bulky wheelchair. Her two long legs were both encased in plaster casts all the way from her hips to the end of her feet, just her toes peeking out at the ends. They rested now on the two leg supports sticking out from the wheelchair at a ninety degree angle and there were pillows underneath them. Gary had placed pillows behind her back as well. Her torso was held firmly in a brace that connected to the brace around her neck. Her arms had mostly escaped damage and so she was able to push herself around their house a little bit.
Gary finally finished fussing and kissed her forehead before rushing out the bedroom door. She heard his feet on the wooden stairs at the end of the hall and the front door opening and closing. Once he was gone she shifted her eyes to the glass of water on the night stand and wondered how she would get her lips around that straw.