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Welcome to my blog! I write sensual/erotic lesbian romances. I also dabble in poetry and have recently begun writing screenplays. I hope you enjoy your visit!

Friday, January 2, 2015

The Three Of Us

When Deborah’s daughter Caroline brings her fiancĂ© Lily home to meet her, Deborah is shocked to discover that Lily is a woman from her past…a past she’d rather forget. Will Deborah’s long ago actions destroy the close loving relationship she’s always shared with her daughter?


Deborah’s eyes traveled to Lily. Lily, dressed in casual kaki slacks and a red turtleneck, had set the last suitcase on the driveway and then slowly closed the trunk of the car. As Deborah watched Lily pick up the suitcases and begin to walk toward Caroline, Deborah got her first full view of her. It can’t be! she thought. As Lily moved closer, Deborah’s eyes met the woman’s eyes. Lily showed no emotion or recognition. Deborah froze, and then visibly trembled.

"Are you all right, Mom?" Caroline asked, worriedly taking Deborah’s arm and steadying her. "You’re trembling." She stared curiously at her. "You’re so pale. What’s wrong? Have you been ill? Are you keeping some health problem from me, Mom?"

"No…no, I’m fine, Caroline." she said quickly as she struggled to regain her composure.

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Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Thursday, December 18, 2014

The Vamp

Gabriella, a beautiful vampire, never expected to fall in love, especially with a mortal woman. Will her thirst for blood destroy everything she's ever wanted?


Gabriella almost lost control of the car as irrepressible urges of desire and need surged through her veins, setting her on fire. She quickly pulled to the side of the road where she and the woman hurriedly shed their clothing and jumped in the backseat. When the woman's soft pink tongue touched Gabriella's throbbing clit, it dawned on her that making passionate love with this woman gave her a sense of satisfaction she was never able to achieve with any of the multitude of men she'd been with. She wrapped her arms and legs tighter around the woman, never wanting to let her go. As they lay together later, Gabriella caressed the woman's soft sweet flesh as she rested her head against Gabriella's large breasts.

"Lie back," Gabriella shifted her body and gazed down at the woman. She nuzzled her neck and kissed the large throbbing vein. 

Thursday, December 4, 2014

The Interview

Best selling author Shayla Bolton is torn between protecting a secret from her past and her love for reporter Rae Wilcox whom she believes may expose her secret.


Shayla finally spoke. "I'm going to give you the best interview you've ever had!"

Rae's eyes widened. "After I've made a fool of myself?"

"You didn't make a fool of yourself. It took a lot of courage for you to tell me the things that you did." A faint smile crossed her lips. "I like you, Rae." She touched her arm. "I liked you from the moment I first laid eyes on you."

Rae looked into those stunning penetrating eyes almost became lost in them. "Is that why you gave me the interview?"

"No. You have great potential as a reporter. If you didn't, you wouldn't be here." She ran her fingertips up Rae's bare arm. "No matter your profession, I would have still wanted to fuck you," she seductively replied.

Her jaw dropped and for a brief second she wondered if she heard her correctly. She didn't know how to respond, but a response didn't seem to matter to Shayla. Before she knew what was happening, Shayla tenderly placed a hand under Rae's chin and turned her head until she was staring into her eyes. Shayla's face closed the distance and brought her soft full lips to Rae's. 

A shudder tore through her and her arms instinctively went around Shayla. At that moment, she didn't care that she barely knew this remarkable woman or that she would probably only end up being another notch on her belt; all that mattered was that Shayla Bolton was kissing her. She eagerly responded. When Shayla ended the kiss, Rae looked at her with what she knew must have been a stunned expression.

"Is something wrong?" Shayla asked in a husky voice.

"I'm just surprised," Rae whispered. 

Thursday, November 20, 2014

The Other Side

Ally Brent is a very ambitious woman who overcomes many obstacles to become the first woman governor of her state in the 1970's. Her only regret is having to keep the woman she's loved for over twenty-five years a secret.


Clare impatiently tapped her pen against the phone. After a few minutes, she heard Michael's groggy voice on the other end.

"Do you know what the hell time it is?"

"Michael, it's Clare."

"What the hell do you want? If you're looking for a little pleasure then I'm afraid Ally's not here."

"Dammit, Michael. I saw the newspaper. Where is she?" she demanded. "I haven't heard from her in weeks."

"She's ill."

"What do you mean she's ill? Where is she? Give me an address." She couldn't control the alarm in her voice. Her hand trembled.

"I think it's best that you and Ally cool your passion for awhile." 

"You son-of-a-bitch! I'll find her, Michael. Believe me, I'll find her." She was ready to hang up the phone when Michael's voice came back over the line.

"I'll tell you where she is on one condition."

"What's the condition?"

"You can't let anyone know where she is."

"Why would I do that? You know I've always protected her."

"That's not all you've done."

"Your jealousy is unbecoming, Michael," she countered.

"A lot of changes are going to be made in the near future."

"Just tell me where she is." 

"Okay, you can find her at Green Valley Estates."

"You bastard, what did you do to her?"

"Whatever happened she did to herself," he answered.

Clare slammed the phone down.

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Thursday, November 6, 2014

The Silent Cry

A young woman fights to prove her innocence after being falsely charged with murder while trying to win the heart of the woman she loves.


J.C.'s fingers melted into her flesh, bringing back floods of memories of those fingers and hands roaming over every inch of her bare flesh. "We can't, J.C. That's over for us," she weakly replied.

J.C. brushed her lips over Samantha's soft cheek, and then moved to her full lips.
Samantha's body trembled, and a soft moan escaped her lips. "Just one more time."

Samantha pushed her away. "No, J.C.," she said breathlessly. "We can't."

"Why? You want it as much as I do, baby," she whispered as she continued to move her hands over Samantha's body. "I want you. Tell me that you want me just as much. I need to feel you next to me again...just this one night. Then it'll be over if that's what you really want. I promise." She lightly ran her fingertips over Samantha's breasts.