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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!

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. 

Thursday, October 23, 2014


While artist Zinna Nolan ambitiously pursues her artistic dreams in New Orleans, she wonders if it is worth the sacrifice if she has to give up the love of her life.


A warm sensation crept through Zinna's chest, then down to her genitals. She'd had this heated sensation before, and when the feelings became too intense, and she thought she would lose her mind, she would gently move her hand to her vagina and relieve her yearning. She should pull her hand away from Megan's, but she couldn't. A powerful urge much stronger than her usual sensibility overtook her mind. Her emotions were raw and on edge. She needed to know. Why had Megan tormented her with all these questions? What did Megan really want from her? What did she really want from Megan? She was terrified of what lay ahead tonight, but she had to take the risk. She leaned in closer. She felt Megan's sweet breath near her mouth. A tremor went through Megan's hand, or was it her own, or both? It felt like an electric current was surging through her veins. In a moment, she would totally suffocate.

"What do you want from me?" she weakly whispered.

Megan's voice was barely audible as she whispered back, "Nothing you haven't all ready figured out." 

Megan's mouth moved closer to her own. A soft moan escaped from her throat.

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Thursday, October 9, 2014


Rachel Summers can't stand living a lie, which is what she and her partner Kerri Tabor are subjected to in their small town. Rachel yearns for the freedom of a big city where they can live and love the way they choose.


Rachel looked at her barely able to stand the pain in her lover's eyes. "I love you with all my heart, Kerri. I want a future with you, but just not here." 

"I can't figure you out at all some times, but I can tell you one thing...the way you're talking doesn't make me feel very secure."

"I do love you so much, Kerri. Please don't ever doubt that." She grabbed Kerri's hands.

Kerri gazed into Rachel's eyes then leaned in closer softly moving her lips as she gently caressed Rachel's neck with tender kisses. "Do you?" she hoarsely whispered. "Show me." She rubbed Rachel's back, and then unhurriedly undid her bra. Her hands found the familiar breasts and she softly cupped them, massaging first one and then the other. A moan escaped from Rachel 's lips. "We have so much passion together," she murmured slipping a hand inside Rachel's jeans and teasing her with her fingertips until Rachel hurriedly undid her jeans sliding them down her slender legs.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Best Friends

Callie Stone is a troubled teenager trying to come to terms with her feelings toward the same sex. Living in small town USA in the sixties, only adds to her confusion.


Katie grew quiet. Callie needed to know what she was thinking and how she was processing this new revelation about her. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, Callie nervously looked at her. Katie was staring at her with a strange, haunted look in her eyes. Everything moved in slow motion and they were suspended in time. Katie moved closer and closer to her, their eyes locked together. Before she could grasp what was happening, Katie's soft and gentle lips were on hers. A warm awareness ignited her body and she swallowed hard as the blood rushed to her head.

Katie removed her lips and backed away. "Was it like that?" she whispered, her eyes searching Callie's.

Callie couldn't answer. Her voice was trapped in her throat. The kiss was too much to wish for and so unexpected that for a brief moment she thought that maybe she'd imagined it. If Katie only knew how long she'd wanted to be with her--to hold her, to kiss her lips. She looked into Katie's eyes, now seeing the unmasked fear of what she'd just exposed about herself.

Katie ran a shaky hand through her hair. "I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have done that." She moved away. "Please don't think. . . maybe I should go home."

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