I know this is a common question. It’s one of the things that people want to know. Male, female, trans, cis, gender fluid… it doesn’t matter. People of all genders, of all sexes, of all orientations may, at times, have rape fantasies. And yes, it’s okay. I won’t go so...
What is dark erotica? Dark erotica is typically taboo erotica where the lines of consent or right and wrong become blurred. This might be because of a close, family relationship (daddy/daughter, brother/sister, mother/son, etc.) It might be because of lack of consent...
Ruki's on her first adventure of her very own, seeking out greatness and tales worthy of song. She thirsts for glory, and when she stumbles upon a pretty young man in the wreckage of a caravan, it's the beginning of the biggest challenge in her life. Can she save him?...
I sometimes have a really difficult time reading dark erotica in contemporary settings. It’s fairly popular (if you know what you’re looking for) to find kidnapping, and sexual slavery, and rape erotica. There’s a lot of absolutely fantastic authors like Skye Warren,...
This week there was a rather huge change to how Tumblr interacts with search engines, and how its own internal search engine works. And neither change is good for those of you looking for adult material. Right now, Tumblr has three settings. Safe for Work, Not Safe...
So hopefully everyone has entered into our giveaway for $100 in prizes. If you haven't, well, what are you waiting for?! a Rafflecopter giveaway But as well, we have ANOTHER giveaway hosted by a lot of fantastic authors for the Magik and Mayhem Blog Tour starting...
We're doing a book tour for The Warlord's Concubine, so it's an awesome chance to do a giveaway! Starting tomorrow, you'll have a chance to win the grand prize of $50 for Amazon, or one of five $10 Amazon Gift Certificates! Plus, for every friend you refer to the...
Lhea is an innocent fae, dancing to twisted music in the deep of the forest. When the trap is sprung and she wakes up, prisoner to a dark elf, she realizes true fear. But he opens something up in her, something new, and with just a bit more patience… Mature Content...
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To everyone who hasn't bought The Warlord's Concubine yet, you should! Here's what reviewers are saying: J.E. & M. Keep put forth a balanced story with strong characters and peppered it with exciting and well written smut that keep you wanting more. This is not...
“You’ll serve me no matter what happens. If I come back defeated, and the witches sorcery has driven you mad, I’ll grab you by the hair and drag you into the north to rut still.” A dark warlord. A middle aged handmaiden. A stubborn princess. The warlord has plans for...
St. John’s, Newfoundland, hosted our first annual Risque Sex Expo earlier this month. We were invited to speak on our erotic works, and give some erotic storytelling over the two days. Needless to say, we were thrilled to be involved in such an awesome, positive,...
Originally posted on One Handed Writers. I read an interesting discussion this week on Goodreads about serialized erotic stories. For those of you that don’t know, serialized erotica is usually a bunch of shorts that blend together to form a full novel, however...
Originally posted on One Handed Writers. Amazon has now quietly made it harder for you to find the taboo kinks you want on its site, without notice to its readers, authors, publishers, or anyone. They’ve simply quietly slapped a bunch of titles under an adult filter...
Originally Posted on One Handed Writers. It’s a common misconception that only women read erotica, that men don’t bother with it. After all, we’re told from a young age that men are ‘visual creatures’. Isn’t that on every page in every Cosmo? But it’s not true. In...
Originally Posted on One Handed Writers. I write the niches that I know and love. Rape and incest are on almost every ‘no list’ out there, but readers want it. Regardless of what you think about the kinks, erotica is fiction, and those people deserve their kinks...
Originally Posted on One Handed Writers under "Does Writing Erotica Make You Aroused?". A lot of people have asked if our writing gets us hot. Well, I wrote not too long ago about how one scene led to some of the best sex I’ve ever had, but I have to say that, as a...
Originally Posted on One Handed Writers as "Valentine's". I’ve never been one to celebrate Valentine’s. I never really saw the point, and from a feminist perspective, I always found it offensive in how it upheld so many stereotypes about women, and men, and how they...
Originally Posted on One Handed Writers. I’ve been thinking about cock worship quite a lot lately, though much of what I’ll say will apply to you pussy or breast worship fans too. Worship is something I’ve always felt a little too shy to do, both in real life and in...
The world is a wasteland. Viles -- humans warped into mindless monsters driven by rage -- roam the tortured and nuked land. Alex is a sheltered 'bunker babe', born and raised safely beneath the surface of the earth. Her people are dying, and despite the horrors of the...
When young Glin is found on Angelique's doorstep, lost and abandoned by his family, she takes him in. Years later, she takes him in again when his friends turn their back on him. He's grown into a beautiful man, and though she tries to fight her needs, her lust, it's...
She couldn’t remember how long it took her to pass out, thirsty, exhausted, and--above all else--pained. But when she awoke it was with a smack of a palm against her face, “You’ve been sleeping on the job,” that now familiar, hateful voice told her. The only...
Obscenity laws are disgusting. In fact, over all, just the judgemental nature of other people disgusts me. Even in the fetish communities, or erotica publishers, or places where people with kinks congregate, you will always stumble upon someone who will be absolutely...
I'm now a blogger over at One Handed Writers, joining the ranks of many other awesome erotica authors. I post every other Sunday, and my first post is now live! Check it out! Make sure to leave a comment over there!
It was recently recommended to me to read 50 Shades of Grey, and while I was hesitant the way I always am about popular books, I started in. The first thing that struck me was just how conversational in tone it is. It is written in first person (which is another...
The next few hours were but a blur, though she could remember the brutish Ryzkar lifting her limply retching form up off the ground and flashes of him carrying her back to the camp in the dark of night. She jarred to consciousness inside a large command tent for a...
As the horse-drawn carriage pulled up along the country road, the two misty eyed sylvari within gazed out to the source of the rising smoke trail. Looking simply distraught, the well-dressed male--attired in human clothes, an expensive mix of black, white and red--put...
Even amongst the beastial charr, his own kind, Ryzkar was a large figure. His large, clawed feet thumped loudly upon the soil as he stalked away from the main camp towards his destination. He’d just seen off the party of secretive Ash cronies he commanded in his...
Andulin struggled to shut the tent door, but the fierce wind and blowing rain pelting her, hampered her efforts. Finally, with some force of strength, she brought the two flaps together and drew them tight, tying them back together more securely this time. The large...
Secluded in Darkshire, away from the prying eyes of the Horde, the company of Burning Tusks met in the shadows. Towering over the grove was the statue of some ancient pink skin hero, and a series of benches surrounding the rectangular stone slab in the centre. The...
The remnants of Draenor, now called Outland, seemed to always be cool, but in front of a fire at the tiny Troll post in Zangarmarsh, Jez and Zij sat warmly in front of the large fire, talking happily. Together on the bench, Jez lay curled up in a ball in Zij's arms,...
“You know, I've been looking at this map for days, and I just can't seem to find Baywoe Island anywhere on it,” the blue-haired spy of a troll said to Jez, sitting on the boxes outside of the Orgrimmar Auction House. She snarled, low in her chest, “Ja ain't lookin'...
Simply decorated, the room is large but pleasant, with cushions and soft sheets of various colours and varieties strewn about. Though what draws the eye is the majestically tall and broad blue-skinned Troll seated on the large cream coloured chair at the centre. The...
It wasn't easy ta get to where we were goin' to be wed. D'ere was a lot of t'ings d'at needed plannin' ahead of time, as well as da knowledge d'at we may not be makin' it off of da boat in as few pieces as we started in. We started in Hammerfall, ridin' down to da...
Jez giggled at Zij, winking devilishly at him as she hauled a large fish from the Nagrand lake, carefully avoiding getting the water on her new robe. The male troll smiled at her, his hair an even brighter red in the sun, his skin even bluer next to the water, his...
Noble Trolls an' Orcs o' Orgrimmar! Do not despair! Ja city 'as fallen far, but not all 'ope is lost! Thrall 'as invited our enemies into our midst! Elves seek ta stab us in da backs, turn one against da ot'er! But dere is a way! Da Old Ways as always guide us down da...
Zij is having a terrible week. The Tuskguards his fighting force wasn't seeing the enthusiasm he had hoped for, and he has become disgruntled. Always the obedient and doting wife, Jez sought to change that. A simple clay cup sat beside Zij, half full, the bottom...
She pricked her finger with the needle again, yelping in surprise and glaring down at the cloth, putting it aside as she cursed her wound, treating it overly seriously in an excuse to take a break. “D'is gets easiah, right?” she pouted, her tiny blue lip puckered out...
It was evening in Azshara by the time Jez got to the tiny cave that Gromth was living in. She looked around between fiercely rubbing at her tear-blurred eyes, her face flushed purple. Her usually well kept hair was disheveled and looked unwashed and not in her typical...
Jez wasn't as good of a girl as she made people believe she was. Sure, she wasn't terrible, and certainly didn't have any evil intents... quite the opposite... but she loved one thing that would classify her as bad. Jez loved sex, and not always the monogamous kind....
The Alterac Valley. Sounds of battle are heard in the distance and Draeka and Zij stand guard at the Stonehearth graveyard, protecting the spirit guide from harm, with only a few minor distractions. Zij leans forward, a hand resting softly on Draeka's plate shoulder...
Draeka knelt in front of Zij, his cock throbbing, rising up as he sat back, nude and relaxed in his chair. She sighed, grinning up at him, “you owe me, now! No freebies yet!” she winked as he chuckled at her, nodding. “Wouldn't dream of taking advantage of yer...
Kali stalked in to the hut in Winterspring, her pack full of meat and furs, growling slightly. She tossed down her pack to the floor, scattering the contents, tossing her helm down with it. She was a strong warrior, muscular, scarred, her skin a brownish-green, her...
The air in Ashenvale was humid the night of the transition. Inside the meeting hall it was thick as well; anxious Trolls, Orcs and Tauren shuffled about, desperate to know the news. Pulling a piece of paper from his robe, Zij Burningtusk handed it to me as I stepped...
It’s a hard decision to make when on part of your morals clash with another part. Loyalty, and proving loyalty, is not always an easy thing and Zij had his own ways to test for it. Draeka arrived early to Zul’Aman, though Zij, Barath and Nazru were earlier still. She...
Decades prior, Jumwa would have sat atop a throne of skulls at the centre of his secluded forest village. Nestled in the woods of Lordaeron, Jumwa's enclave did not command great armies or respect from the other Trolls. In fact, its existence hinged much upon...
Sin'Thol smiled happily, stretching and lifting her robe over her head, grabbing a tiny, green top from her bag and tossing it on over her head. "Glad to be back here?" she smiled at Gorth, as he smiled down on her, stretching his shoulders and chest, "Oh yes…...
Zul'Aman was quiet and dark, a relaxing and eerily vacant area with Troll architecture. Sin'Thol had noted the place earlier in the day when they were training, and planned on bringing her pet Orc back there at dusk to punish him for the past errors he had committed....
The cries of battle resounded through the valley, the mountains on either side locking in the war cries and the screams of pain. Jumwa stood guard at the window of the bunker he and Renkka had taken, on the lookout for alliance, his power noticeable to any. He scowled...
Her feet pounded into the ground as she sprinted around her small, claimed land. For the past weeks she had been training full time, barely breaking to eat. Her atrophied muscles had regained their fervor and her body was lean and tone. Her arms had begun to bulge...
On the beaches of the Golden Strand, far south of the murloc infestation that troubled the beautiful shores, the two women lay out on the sand. Privacy had been no issue, and they relaxed back on their two blankets comfortably and relaxed, their two hands clasped...
Dear Lady Idryl Bitterose, I hope you will forgive the random nature of such a letter and grant me your patience in reading it fully. I am somewhat of an academic, a scholar of the magical arts; all the magical arts to some degree, I try. In particular, the arts of...
Jumwa’s heavy arm swung backwards, his eyes narrowed furiously as the back of his hand connected with Anjasa’s jaw, sending her flying back, a loud thud resonating through the bedroom as she struck the floor. She blinked a few tears away, scrambling backwards on her...
Rain fell heavily on the plains of Nagrand--the heady scent of earth filling the air. The drops glistened as they fell, lightened by the high moon. Birds chirped to one another from the safety of their natural canopies as the worms rose to the surface, bathing in the...
It was a clear night over the forest, and the moon shone bright and nearly full. The trees kept out the breeze, but the air was not still as Nimredel sat upon her wooden stool at the balcony of her barracks. The tall and muscular Kaldorei stood with knees spread wide,...
Draeka stood before the large, wooden door, hesitating. She had opted for something a little less menacing than her battle armour, instead visiting the familiar bank in Orgrimmar, taking out a simple robe, modest in cut, a rich brown. The trim around the edges, and in...
Idryl sat in the small study, flicking through a heavy tome quickly, her careful green eyes scanning the messy notes and doodles, transferring some of the information to a lighter book. The room was lit by the high noon sun, the glare getting in her eyes slightly. She...
The hut in Nagrand wasn't large by any means. A small bed stood in one corner, covered in a black down blanket, a small pillow at its head. A table large enough for one person was inches away, a plate and canteen atop it, tiny droplets of grease from the morning meal...
Everything was spinning, but she had the firm knowledge that she was lying on her back. Vibrant colours swirled around her, sounds buzzing in around her head. It was all so unreal. Draeka slowly moved a hand up from her side and staring at it, she realized she was...
Celebrin's heavy metal boots clinked and crunched atop the soil of the massive hive network. Behind her was the scraping sound of one wooden pole as it dragged in the dirt. Celebrin groaned, carrying a heavy load upon the make-shift stretcher-like apparatus. On the...
It was night, and a full moon reflected off the sacred bowl of water upon the dais in the gazebo where Nimredel stood. Her hands folded in front of her, she wore a long gown of silvery blue that was open at her sides from her hips to her shoulders. Her long white hair...
A plush, red couch adorned in silver with tiny tasseled pillows sat in the middle of the large, dark room. The windows were high and the silver moonlight poked through the leafy trees, casting an eerie glow on the nearly bare room. The couch was of elven design, of...
Preening its feathers, the red feathered bird glanced about. All around the trees branches and leaves shielded the elegant creature from view while allowing him windows into the world around it. Through one gap in the branches it peered into the open passageway of the...
Dear Diary, I agreed to move in with J.J. today. Things are complicated, of course. He’s married to Anjasa, whom is of course living with him as well. They’ll be sharing a bed, and I’ll have my own separate bedroom. Just as well for that. I prefer my privacy, after...
"Why’s it so bright?" Her eyes were clenched tightly, so tight they hurt, trying to guard off the light. There were figures moving above her; she could see the shadows as they passed over her face. Why didn’t they respond? "Someone turn off the light." They were...
"What about her?" the Troll asked his tiny, elven companion, who responded by quirking a brow and sticking out her tongue. "Are you serious? Look at her! Hardly attractive at all," she pouted, staring up at his outlined form. The two stood, stealthed and hiding in the...
Waking up, Lodran rolls over and looks to the petite orc girl at his side. She was still sound asleep, wearing the skimpy outfit from the night before, which covered even less in its current state of nearly being torn off. The loincloth was still pulled to the side of...
Gorth bathed in the river near Zul'Aman, scrubbing himself with soap he had bought earlier in the day as Sin'Thol stared up at the sky, leaning back on her hands. She was average height and size for an elf, with stained red lips and grey soot covering her eyelids. Her...
Jez sighed as another fish got away. Her feet were soaking in the warm water of Lake Nazferiti, her robes getting damp and dirty from the sand and water splashing at her. Digging her heels into the sand, she cast into the water again, and again pulled too fast to...
It was raining a constant, grey drizzle in Silverpine. The ground was moist, what was left of the grass was coated in mud, and sunken into the ground was a small, young, orc lady, surrounded by broken glass. Strewn beside her, there were leather bound volumes, all...
Kali grinned as she fell to her knees on the hard dirt floor of the Orgrimmar auction house. In front of her stood her lover, speaking with one of the auctioneers about listing some of his enchantment materials. She lifted the heavy bottom to his robe, and quickly...
She backed away. The young elf Celesten was obviously startled, though it was to be her first time meeting the mysterious man of her dreams, she had never imagined he would be this different. “Z-Zijil... Is that you?” She reverted to her native tongue of Darnassian...
Seated inconspicuously in the back of the inn in Ratchet, Zijil sipped his arcane water casually. Narrow eyes rolling over the comers and goers, he pondered his new assignment. His new employer recruited him from the Revantusk tribe. Unassuming, calculating and...
Celesten hated the Alliance. She didn’t know much, but she did know that. She would stroll through Teldrassil and observe the disgusting elves that were interested in no more than playing their sexual games, always dancing and fondling one another. And it was even...
Trigger Warning Kaesa, a.k.a. Sunia Frostwhisper, growled angrily, rubbing the developing bruise on the side of her head. She was naked, on a cold rock floor but for a centaur rug, a tiny mattress beside her, no blankets or pillows to be found. The tiny elf looked...
Jez and Zij decided to meet just outside of the Crossroads in the middle of the Barrens after a lonely several weeks without one another. The brand on her chest was still slightly inflamed and sore, but she continued on, despite the pain, with the excitement of seeing...
June 10 I have been trying very hard. It has not been easy these past few days, training and failing. I have been trying to aid others the best I can, though my aid seems to be ignored by those around me. I know there are many paladins who have tried and failed before...
Kali woke up with a start at a loud banging. She reached to her side and grabbed the handle of her axe before hearing the now familiar whimper of the demon wench’s last attempt at breath. Sighing, Kali rolled onto her side, still clutching her blade, as she tried to...
They lay nude beneath the blanket, spooning. Jin'zal's tall, lanky form tightly pressed against Lae's backside and arms wrapped around her stomach and chest. Her curvy form was so tiny in comparison to him, but she was strength and endurance compacted. Laying there on...
Grot shielded his eyes from the blinding sun with his hand. Squinting tightly he scanned the sandy Tanaris terrain until the silhouette of his armour clad Kali filled his view. Beneath her feet lay the corpse of the dead basilisk, in her plated hand she held its...
Jin'zal awoke to the rising sun glaring across the red sands of Durotar. His eyes timidly opened, pained by the bright light and wishing he could continue his peaceful and much needed rest. Oh my, what am I doing in the desert? Slowly his memories returned to him as...
Grot walked off from the party, Kali following by his side trying to keep steady. Together they headed off through the Barrens after a night of merriment. The drunken Kali could not keep her hands off him the entire way, but then, she had trouble resisting during the...
Amarice walked along the bridge out of Stormwind, her head hung low. Her little reading turned out to have the opposite effect on her than what she hoped. She'd hoped it would clear her mind and heart, help get Marasy from her thoughts. Instead it made her chest swell...
Kali sighted him from across the river. Grot was mounted atop Draug, his worg, and was, oddly, without a shirt. She stared in surprise. She was used to his naked visage, but that was in private. But here he was on the edge of Westfall atop his worg, bare-chested....
The bass and drums of the live band boomed throughout the packed club, cigarette smoke mixing with various herbs in a heavy cloud hovering a few inches above the crowd. A few people sat around on the navy and silver plush benches, though most stood, either surrounding...
Kali's body surged with her new found hatred, rage, power. She fell to the grass, her ankles cuffed together, hands tearing at the light-weight, black robe that left little the imagination; cut off at the thighs and low in the chest, overwhelmed with the growing...
Golden blonde strands of hair swept around the woman’s face, silken locks licking along her jaw and down to the swell of her breasts, bouncing imperceptibly as she walked. Cool, calm strides, long legs curving from under the short and flouncy black skirt, bouncing...
Andulin examined herself in the mirror: the tall Sin'dorei was thin and pale, soft and unblemished. Her wide almond shaped eyes scanned over her form, inspecting herself as she finished putting her long blond hair back up into a pony tail. Crouching down, she pulled...
There once was a queen named Anjasa who lived in a beautiful castle with servants and maids and people to cook her meals. Her land was vast and she and her husband ruled over it with a strong hand. However, once in a while, the queen and her king wanted escape. So...
His tanned wrists were bound, expertly, the flesh of the delicate skin pressed tightly together as his hands were drawn over his head, elbows flexed only slightly. His legs were splayed, leather cuffs fastened tightly around his ankles. His body was lean and toned,...
The blankets were wrapped tightly around her body, wrapped like a rope around her length, bunched up and awkward; the blankets of a fitful sleep. Her face is hot and red, tears streaking down her face and to her pillow, covered in salted tears. She sniffled and slept...
A beautifully written letter on expensive paper. Despite the skill and quality of the writing and instruments, a couple mistakes are made and crossed out. My lady Id, As I await renewed assault in these chilled towering halls, I find my mind ever drifting back to you....
It was just after dawn break when Anjasa stirred in her oversized bed. Easily big enough to comfortably sleep up to six large people, it only held two small elves tonight. She curled into his strong arms and though he shifted at her movements, she quickly coaxed him...
"Rah-jah-neee" a voice in the darkness hissed, causing the petite blood elf to stop dead in her tracks, a slow tickle of fear tracing up her spine. She whipped around to the direction of the voice, squinting into the blackness, shadows dancing across the stacks of...
Anjasa sat down at the kitchen table, the room deathly quiet in the dim twilight. She had sat a small candle in front of her, scented of mageroyal and flame, lighting it carefully. It had been many centuries ago that she had studied in the way of a mage, but she never...
A faint odour of a sweet smoke lingered in the air of the lavish hotel room. A large, plush bed, crimson trimmed with gold, stood in the middle, covered in rich purple pillows. The room was comfortably furnished with bed stands and a couch against a wall. The windows...
Kaesa whimpered softly, instinctively grabbing at her side and rolling over, Jumwa's large arms holding her tightly. His hand had begun growing back, but was still bandaged and little more than a stump, and the bandage chafed against Kaesa's bare skin. She opened her...
"Oh, ju giving orders now, hm? Not happy in jour position anymore?" Jumwa stared at Anjasa, a devilish grin on his black tattooed lips. Anjasa grinned right back, sitting in front of him, her arms folded against her chest, "No, not that, but I ain't budgin' on this,"...
The sun was setting on Revantusk Village as Anjasa arrives by windrider, strutting with purpose down the long dock, her heels making clacking noises on the wood. Dressed in a full suit, top to bottom, of all black leather, her face is covered but for her eyes. As her...
The young troll's jaw broke with the force of the bigger boy's blow. Reeling back, he grasped his now displaced green jawbone, glaring at the bully who smirked down at him. Tears welled up in his eyes despite his best efforts, and laughter erupted around him. "What a...