Review time!

I try to post constructive and honest reviews of everything I read, usually on the Amazon UK and US sites, and on Goodreads.

As an author myself, I know how much a review means. Knowing someone read and enjoyed my story is always incredibly encouraging. And seeing reviews might tempt more people into reading it.

So, from time to time, I’ll share some of my recent reviews in a post here. Just like this one! I’ve included Amazon links, in case you’re curious to read the blurb and any reviews other readers have posted.



Mistress of the Air

Mistress Of The Air by S Nano

Four stars – A fun, light-hearted BDSM romp.

This is a fun book, combining steam-punk, BDSM, an over-the-top posh British lady, an upright aviator and a cast of other characters.

It’s a good book for dipping into, as there are a number of incidents (typically involving mayhem and a nice cup of tea) with, er, imaginative BDSM scenes as the airship travels from one location to another. Nothing heavy, nothing too dramatic, nothing literary – a fun easy read.

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Jizziebelle: Belle of the Burlesque (Hardwood's Harlots Burlesque Romance Book 1) by [Crimson, Kat]Jizziebelle: Belle of the Burlesque (Hardwood’s Harlots Burlesque Romance Book 1) by Kat Crimson

Four stars – Well-written story with superheated steam

Found this to be an entertaining and very engagingly-written story. By taking a courageous leap in the dark and performing a saucy burlesque dance, Jocelyn overcomes her anxities and social phobias. Among the other performers, she finds a supportive community in which she can grow. Then she meets an attractive and intriguing man who has read her erotic fantasy writing. They make an instant connection and things get really, really steamy as they explore fantasies and red-hot sex. Jocelyn, self-aware and introspective, is an interesting character, and her narrative worked well for me.

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Taking Care Of Leah by [Howard, Charlotte]Taking Care of Leah by Charlotte Howard

Four stars – Nicely written erotic romance

I was rather impressed with this story. It’s fairly short, well-paced, and nicely balances the ratio of “story development” to “very steamy” scenes. And the steamy scenes are super-heated!

Both lead characters came across as realistic, having pasts they’re not totally proud of, nor keen to share with a new potential partner. And this causes some tensions as things pop out of the woodwork and have to be confronted.

I liked the real-life developing intimate relationship, where Ty is keen to encourage Leah into BDSM, and she’s curious to try it. The need to develop trust, respect and care is nicely woven into the storyline.

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Highland Pursuits

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Emmanuelle de Maupassant recently launched her saucy 1920s romance romp: ‘Highland Pursuits’. To celebrate, she’s offering a free copy for your Kindle – but only for a few days, from 22-25th May. Don’t miss out.

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There’s also a signed paperback of ‘Highland Pursuits’ up for grabs – do drop your name in the hat here.

smile quote Emmanuelle de Maupassant Highland Pursuits quote copy 4 1920s debutante Lady Ophelia Finchingfield is banished to wildest Scotland to come to her senses, having refused a proposal from the Earl of Woldershire. In the care of her eccentric grandmother, Ophelia is soon caught between rugged widower Hamish and the villainous Comte de Montefiore.

She’s ready to play with fire, but will she burn more than her fingers?

What readers are saying:

I can’t tell you how much I love this book. It was a true delight to read. The author has captured 1920s Britain wonderfully, and her detail is exquisite. – Rachel De Vine

As a comedy of manners, this is exceptionally well done. – Fionna Guillaume

Highland Pursuits is a wry, clever, incredibly sexy romp… a completely engrossing, utterly enjoyable read. I can’t recommend it highly enough…fabulously fun – Malin James

The scene was set beautifully… I felt like I went back in time to high society Scotland – Christine of Sweet and Spicy Reads

Find ‘Highland Pursuits’ on Goodreads and for sale on Amazon

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Mistress of the Air?

When I first heard this blog tour request, I jumped. I reckon it’s a cracking title, one which conjours in my mind a tongue-in-cheek erotic steampunk story…

Either I’m good at guessing or my mind only has one track. Probably the latter. A deeply trodden track. Anyway, I’ve bought this book and am currently enjoying it. I’ll post a review when I’ve finished.

Mistress of the Air is the latest story by S Nano, who I’m delighted to have as my guest today.

Congratulations on your new book being published. Can tell us anything about how the idea for this story came to you?

My Edwardian dominatrix, Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester, is a character who’s been around a few years and I’d already written short stories featuring her. She’s an over the top, comic character and great fun to write so I’d always considered there was scope for a full-length book of her adventures. The last of these short stories, Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester and the Automaton Horse, introduced a Steampunk theme which suited the character and the period perfectly. The final element was her airship. I knew from photographs and documents I’d seen that the R100 airship was built at Howden in East Yorkshire just down the road from me. This material became the inspiration for Lady Sally’s dirigible. So, the character, the Steampunk theme and setting all melded together perfectly to create the idea of a book based on Lady Sally’s adventures across the Empires of Europe on her airship!

Do you have any writing method or ritual that helps you?

I wrote the first draft of Mistress Of The Air for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) during November 2016. I’ve always tended to edit as I go along, re-reading and fine tuning each chapter or section before pressing on. The daily word counts set by NaNoWriMo (50,000 words in the month) forced me to adopt a different approach. It encouraged me to keep getting the words down without looking back and continually tweaking what I’d already written. I found it worked successfully so that by the end of the month I was only a few thousand words short of a complete draft. I found it to be an efficient way of writing and I’m indebted to the encouragement provided by the NaNoWriMo scheme to enable me to complete this book so quickly.

Tell us about the genre you write in. Why does this particularly appeal and how did you get into it? Do you think your take on the genre is distinctive in any particular ways?

I write in the erotica genre with a distinctive femdom slant. The stories I write draw on the themes of female supremacy, BDSM and fetish, frequently in fantasy or historical settings. My work will invariably have dominant, powerful and charismatic female characters and submissive males. I like to look at the tensions between the dominant and the submissive and explore the boundaries between pain and pleasure, physical and mental bondage and retribution and reward. I came to write in this genre through serving a dungeon mistress for a number of years who was very skilled at creating scenes, assuming different characters, improvising and story-telling. I’m no longer active in that scene but the experience inspired me to start writing.

Do you write in other genres as well? Why? Do you write differently in these?

I’ve written stories for a Pagan e-magazine called Eternal Haunted Summer. There’s also a storytelling session before the local Pagan moot I attend and I tell stories there usually based on folk tales or mythology. As you can imagine, these are a very different style of writing from my erotica. Having said that, the influence of this other style of writing can clearly been seen in my erotica.

Do you have a favourite character in your own writing?

Obviously, I’ve a lot of affection for Lady Sally because it’s my new release, and she’s incorrigible – a total hoot, and can (and does) get away with anything! But, if I’m pushed I’d still say my favourite character is The Red Queen in my other novel, Adventures in Fetishland. She’s also a dominatrix, but darker and deeper. There’s more psychological drama with her, and it’s more personal and emotional. You can find out more about her at this link: But if you want some laughs with your BDSM then stick with Mistress Of The Air!

If you could go anywhere in the world, but had to drop everything and go right now, where would you go? What pulls you there?

I love travel… but hate flying! I love going to different places and experiencing different cultures. In recent years, I’ve been to Peru to see Machu Picchu and Egypt to see ancient temples. Many years ago, I went to the central Asian republics of the former Soviet Union and it was this trip which kind of inspired my first Lady Sally story, Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester and the Silk Merchant of Samarkand. She gets to fuck her silk merchant on the tomb of Tamerlane the Magnificent in a mausoleum I’d actually visited! The place I’d like to go is Iran. I loved the exoticism of those silk route cities and I think it would be fascinating because it’s a country that’s been ostracised for so long and remains relatively untainted by western influences. Why rush off now? Well, there may only be a short window of opportunity before it gets closed off again! Unfortunately, my partner is not so keen so I don’t know if I’ll get there!

If you could pick a past life, what time period would appeal to you and why? Would you be male or female? Rich or poor?

It would have to be the Neolithic period, say somewhere between 3-4000BC. I’m a Pagan and love visiting stone circles and ancient sites. Neolithic peoples were great observers of the natural world and skilled astronomers. I’m always amazed at how they achieved the alignments with the rising sun, phases of the moon and celestial bodies at these places. The scale of communal endeavour in shifting stones for stone circles or soil for henge monuments was incredible. So, I’d love to be a priest or shaman in Neolithic times and participate in the rituals they conducted.

Thank you for chatting. I really do hope your new book finds you plenty of happy readers. Would you like to tell us more about it?

Mistress of the AirBook Blurb

Mistress of the Air is a Comic, Steampunk, Erotic Adventure.

Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester owns a brass mine in Zanzibar, a Lapsang Souchong tea plantation in China, a rubber tree farm in Malaysia, trunk loads of corsetry, and the country’s largest collection of antique whips and floggers.

Larger than life, and itching to find new and inventive ways to punish her submissive gentlemen, the Edwardian dominatrix has a vision. Embracing the spirit of the new age of aviation, she embarks on a series of adventures on her own airship, The Corseted Domme, with her transvestite maid, Victoria, her airship pilot, Captain Wyndham, and her automaton sex toy, Borghild.

A select group of submissive gentlemen, consisting of a duke, bishop, lawyer and banker, is invited to join Lady Sally so she can try out her new dastardly devices and sex toys on them. She whips, spanks and punishes her way across the Empires of Europe, dropping off to visit her aristocratic relatives and friends for afternoon tea.

But Lady Sally’s journey is not uneventful. War is threatening to break out and the Ministry of Aviation want to commandeer her airship for the war effort. And when The Corseted Domme has a crash landing, Lady Sally realises there is a stowaway on board intent on sabotaging her airship.

There will be wild escapades, kinky BDSM, dastardly devices, explosions and nice cups of tea.



“Jolly bad luck on the final race, Wyndham. It was a daring move and deserving of greater reward.”

The captain’s face lit up at the compliment. He looked up but couldn’t help but be distracted by the sight of Lady’s Sally’s breasts. Her dress was cut daringly low, and the magnificent orbs of white flesh were pushed up enticingly by her corset and the cut of her gown.

And then she started talking. If Wyndham was embarrassed about what to say to her, he didn’t need to worry. She commanded the conversation and Wyndham listened, bewitched and mesmerised at the vision she laid before him. There was no escape for him. He was pinned into the corner by Lady Sally’s heaving breasts with no escape. He tried to concentrate on what she was saying, conscious of the treatment meted out on Monsieur Le Blon, all the time urging himself to focus on her face not her chest, but it was an enormous effort of will when they were practically thrust under his nose.

She spoke of her airship. She described how vast it was going to be, how fast, how powerful, and how high it would fly. She described how sumptuously it would be fitted out. She extolled the virtues of her ocean liner of the air. Wyndham nodded enthusiastically as her breasts swelled and subsided with every excited explication of her venture. She enthused about her designers and engineers who were working on it, of the technical challenges they faced and how they had overcome them. Wyndham stood trapped in the corner of the ballroom like a frightened rabbit in headlights all the time trying to distract himself from the sight of Lady Sally’s enormous décolletage as it heaved up and down in front of his eyes.

Then she proceeded to explain how, as he must certainly know, she was the foremost dominatrix of her age and described with great enthusiasm the dungeon that would be fitted out on the airship, and how excited she was about the adventures she would have, and the whippings, spankings and punishments she would administer to the carefully selected group of submissive gentlemen who would be accompanying her on the airship’s maiden voyage.

“It’s my ambition, Captain Wyndham, to be the Mistress of the Air, yes…a veritable Mistress of the Air, and I envisage you playing a vital role in fulfilling my vision.”

Wyndham’s ears pricked up at those words but he only had the slightest moment to interject with a nervous, “oh really,” before the enormous breasts backed him even further into the corner. Lady Sally continued by praising his aviation skills and the daring manoeuvres she’d witnessed at the flying meeting. Wyndham flushed with pride. She went on, much to the captain’s delight, to say how those French aviators were all show and no guts, and she needed somebody who would take risks for her, to serve her loyally and selflessly. Finally, she wound up her diatribe and came directly to the point.

“Now Captain. I pride myself on my instincts and judgement of character. You see, the matter is I need an airship pilot. I need someone who can share my enthusiasm for air flight and is a skilled aviator. I believe you are my man Wyndham.”

Lady Sally continued extolling the excitement of the new age, how she was going to take her airship on a grand tour across Europe and how he, Wyndham, would be her pilot.

Finally, she concluded, “So that’s all settled then, Captain Wyndham. I can assure you the financial rewards will be considerable. It’s good to have you on board. I’m sure we will share many adventures together. You can report to my airship station at Howden in Yorkshire. My maid, Victoria, will give you all the details.”

With one dismissive wave of a lace-gloved hand she breezed off, leaving the hapless Wyndham gaping in astonishment. He had been swept away by her charisma. He had barely uttered a word. At no point had he agreed to the venture yet he knew in his gut he would accept the challenge. He felt strangely compelled to help Lady Sally fulfil her vision of travel in the largest and fastest dirigible ever to be built.

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About the author

Nano is an author of erotic stories with dark and exotic content in fantasy, paranormal or historical settings, often drawing on the themes of female supremacy, BDSM and fetish but with a seam of quirky humour running through them as well.

His first full-length erotic novel, Adventures in Fetishland, a BDSM/fetish re-invention of Alice in Wonderland, was published by Xcite Books. His short stories and novellas have been published by Xcite Books, House of Erotica, Forbidden Fiction, Coming Together and Greenwoman Publishing.

His second novel, Mistress Of The Air was published by eXcessica on 21st April 2017.

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Out Now – Abi’s Neighbour by Jenny Kane

Today, I’m helping fellow UK writer Jenny Kane. And as the story’s set in my part of the UK, I couldn’t resist the chance! I’ve read and enjoyed some of her work, which she published as Kaye Jaybee.

I’ve just pre-ordered a copy myself, as it sounds really entertaining. My review will be shared in due course. Why not treat yourself? Go on, you deserve it…

Out Now – Abi’s Neighbour by Jenny Kane (@jennykaneauthor)

Set in the picturesque Sennen Cove, Cornwall, Abi’s Neighbour is the sequel to the bestselling Cornish romance, Abi’s House. 

It’s time to catch up with Abi, Max, Beth, Jacob, Stan, and Sadie the Labrador- and meet some unexpected new faces…


Abi Carter has finally found happiness. Living in her perfect tin miner’s cottage, she has good friends and a gorgeous boyfriend, Max. Life is good. But all that’s about to change when a new neighbour moves in next door.

Cassandra Henley-Pinkerton represents everything Abi thought she’d escaped when she left London. Obnoxious and stuck-up, Cassandra hates living in Cornwall. Worst of all, it looks like she has her sights set on Max.

But Cassandra has problems of her own. Not only is her wealthy married lawyer putting off joining her in their Cornish love nest, but now someone seems intent on sabotaging her business.

Will Cassandra mellow enough to turn to Abi for help – or are they destined never to get along?

Complete with sun, sea and a gorgeous Cornwall setting, Abi’s Neighbour is the PERFECT summer escape.

Abi’s Neighbour can be read as a standalone novel, or as a follow up to Abi’s House.

Available in eBook and print from Amazon (universal link):


The untidy, clipboard-wielding woman started talking as soon as she climbed out of her Mini. ‘Hello, my name’s Maggie, and I’m from –’

Cassandra cut impatiently across the formalities. ‘Sennen Agents, obviously. It’s written across your car.’

‘Oh, yes. So it is.’ Maggie paused, ‘Anyway, I’m sorry I’m late, I got stuck behind a tractor down the lane.’ She jingled a key ring in front of her. ‘I have your keys, Miss Pinkerton.’

‘No, you don’t.’

‘I don’t?’ The estate agent frowned, looking away from the woman that stood before her in expensive couture with crossed arms and a far from happy expression. Flicking through the papers on her clipboard, Maggie said, ‘I was instructed by a Mr Justin Smythe that you would be accepting the keys on his behalf?’

‘I meant, no, my name is not Miss Pinkerton. It is Ms Henley-Pinkerton.’

‘Oh. I see.’ Maggie refrained from further comment as she clutched the keys a little tighter.

Determined to make sure the situation was clearly understood, Cassandra pulled her jacket on, turning herself back into the sharp-suited businesswoman she was. ‘In addition to your error regarding my name, there appears to have been a further mistake.’

‘There has?’

‘Mr Smythe has not purchased this property. He has merely rented it, with an additional agreement to sublet it as a holiday home. I am here for two months to make the place suitable.’ Cassandra ran a disdainful eye over the beautiful exterior stonework. ‘It would seem that my work is going to be well and truly cut out.’

‘This is a much sought-after street, Ms HenleyPinkerton. And this particular property is in excellent period condition.’ Feeling defensive on behalf of the old miner’s cottage, Maggie bit her tongue and flicked through her paperwork faster. Extracting a copy of the bill of sale, she passed it to the slim, angular blonde. ‘I think the misunderstanding must be yours. Mr Smythe has purchased number two Miners Row outright. It was a cash sale.’

Snatching the papers from Maggie’s fingers, Cassandra’s shoulders tensed into painful knots. Why hadn’t Justin told her he’d done this? She was convinced she was right. And anyway, he’d never deliberately make her appear foolish in front of a country bumpkin estate agent…  Yet as Cassandra scanned the document before her, she could see there’d been no mistake. Closing her eyes, she counted to ten, before opening them again to regard the badly dressed woman before her, who was once again holding out the offending set of keys.  Failing to take them, Cassandra gestured towards the little house.

‘Perhaps you would show me around, after I’ve made a call to Mr Smythe?’

Maggie, already feeling sorry for this unpleasant woman’s future neighbours, took unprofessional pleasure in saying, ‘Good luck with that call. The phone signal here is unpredictable to say the least.’

It had taken a ten-minute walk towards Sennen village to get a decent reception on her mobile phone, and then, when she’d been able to connect the call, Justin’s line was engaged. When she’d finally got through, she was more than ready to explode. ‘Justin! How could you have done this to me without a word? You’ve made me look a total idiot.’

Clearly thrilled that he’d managed to buy the terrace for a knock-down price – which, he’d claimed, was a far more economic use of their funds, an investment that would make them a fortune to enjoy in their retirement – he’d sounded so excited about what it meant for their future together that Cassandra had found it hard to remain cross. Assuring her that the situation remained the same, and that she was still only expected to stay in Cornwall while he secured his new position and got the wheels of the divorce in motion, Justin told Cassandra he loved her and would be with her very soon.

Returning to the terrace reassured, if lacking some of her earlier dignity, Cassandra swallowed back all the words she’d have liked to say as she opened the door and the gloom of the dark and narrow hallway enveloped her. She was sure that awful Maggie woman had been laughing at her. The agent had taken clear pleasure in telling her that if she hadn’t stormed off so quickly she’d have found out that the phone reception was excellent if you sat on the bench in the back garden.

Vowing to never drink champagne in any form ever again, as it clearly caused her to agree to things far too readily, Cassandra saw the next two months stretching out before her like a lifetime.  Letting out some of the tension which had been simmering inside her since she’d first seen the for sale sign, she picked up a stone and threw it at the back fence, hard. Maggie had gone, leaving her reluctant client sitting on an old weathered bench in the narrow rectangular plot at the back of the house.

Playing her phone through her fingers, Cassandra saw that there was enough reception to make calls if she sat in this spot – but only in this spot. One step in either direction killed the signal dead, which was probably why the previous owners had placed a bench here. And probably why they left this Godforsaken place!  The Internet simply didn’t exist here. When she’d swallowed her pride and asked Maggie about the strength of the local broadband coverage, the agent had actually had the audacity to laugh, before informing Cassandra with obvious satisfaction that people came to Sennen for their holidays to leave the world of emails and work behind them.

Breathing slowly, she pulled her shoulders back, pushed her long, perfectly straight blonde hair behind her ears, and took a pen and paper out of her bag. It looked as if she was going to have to tackle this, old school.

First she would make a list of what she considered necessary to make the house habitable for holidaymakers, then she would locate the nearest library or internet café so she could source decorators and builders to get the work underway. The sooner she got everything done, and herself back to hustle and bustle of London, the better.

Deciding there was no way she could sleep in this house, which Maggie had proudly described as ‘comfortable’, ‘sought-after’, and ‘ready to be made absolutely perfect’, Cassandra hooked her handbag onto her shoulder and headed back into the whitewashed stone house. Shivering in the chill of the hallway, despite the heat of the June day, she jumped in the silence when the doorbell rang just as she bent to pick up her overnight bag. For a second she froze. It had been years since she’d heard a doorbell ring. In her block of flats back home she buzzed people in via an intercom, and anyway, people never just dropped by. She hoped it wasn’t that dreadful Maggie back with some other piece of unwanted advice.

It wasn’t Maggie. It was a petite woman in paint spattered clothes, with a large shaggy dog at her side. Cassandra’s unwanted visitor wore a wide smile and held a bunch of flowers in one hand and some bedding in the other.  ‘Hello. My name’s Abi, I live next door. Welcome to Miners Row. I hope you’ll be very happy here.’

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Jenny Kane is the author of the full length romance novels Another Glass of Champagne (Accent Press, 2015), Abi’s House (Accent Press, 2015), the contemporary romance/medieval crime time slip novel Romancing Robin Hood (Accent Press, 2014), the best selling contemporary romance novel Another Cup of Coffee (Accent Press, 2013), and its novella length sequels Another Cup of Christmas (Accent Press, 2013), Christmas in the Cotswolds (Accent, 2014), and Christmas at the Castle (Accent, 2015).

Jenny’s sixth full length romance novel, Abi’s Neighbour, was published on 4th May 2017.

Keep your eye on Jenny’s blog at for more details.



Jenny also writes erotica as Kay Jaybee and historical crime as Jennifer Ash.

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Damned If You Do

No, not a comment, but a title.

Damned If You Do is a new erotic story by Lisabet Sarai (@lisabetsarai), who I first got to know through the ERWA.

Published by Excessica, this paranormal BDSM erotic romance rates five flames), approximately 29,000 words with a HEA ending


Wendy Dennison is tired of being a starving author. The royalties from her critically acclaimed romance novels barely pay her bills. Her devoted agent Daniel Rochester may be smart and sexy, but he can’t get her the sales she needs. Then a charismatic stranger appears at her coffee shop table, promising her fame and commercial success, as well as the chance to live out her dreams of erotic submission. But at what cost?

Nothing you can’t afford to lose, my dear.

Seduced by the enigmatic Mister B, she signs his infernal contract. He becomes both her Master and her coach, managing her suddenly flourishing career as well as encouraging her lusts. Under her mentor’s nefarious influence, she surrenders to temptation and has sex with Daniel. The casual encounter turns serious when she discovers her mild mannered agent has a dominant side. As the clock ticks down to her blockbuster release and Mister B prepares to claim her soul, Wendy must choose either celebrity and wealth, or obscurity and true love.


Lisabet muses on Frustration and Temptation

Being an author is not for sissies. You pour your heart and soul into your stories. You spend hours of your scarce time and more money than you can afford on marketing. With each new release, you hope you’ll finally grab the attention of the book-buying crowd, that you’ll get the readership and the remuneration you deserve.


If that doesn’t happen (and given the number of people publishing books these days, odds are that it won’t), you’re stuck with the bitter knowledge that all your passion and effort were for nothing. This can be deeply demoralizing, even if you’re not trying to make your living as an author. If you depend on your writing to pay your bills, you’ve got financial anxiety added to your frustration.

I know this frustration only too well. My books receive consistent five star reviews, but somehow I’ve never been a commercial success. Thus, Damned If You Do is a rather personal story.

What would I do if I could magically turn my books into best sellers? How much wouldTeaser1 that be worth to me? That’s the question my romance author heroine faces when a mysterious stranger shows up waving a contract and promising her fame and fortune, sensual pleasure and the fulfillment of her most secret desires.

All he asks in return is her soul.

Crazy. Dangerous, maybe. But so, so tempting!


Excerpt (R-rated)

One instant, they were wrestling for the check in the Café Gallette. The next, Wendy found herself sprawled on the bed in some hotel room, with Dan stretched out beside her.

What the hell? As Dan moaned and rolled on top of her, she understood that hell had indeed been intimately involved in the sudden, disorienting transition.

“Dan—wait! No, please…” She squirmed beneath him, but his weight pinned her to the mattress. Her struggles only made his erection swell further.

He ground himself against her pubis, striking flares of pleasure whenever his cock nudged her clit. Somehow he’d managed to grab her wrists. He swept her arms over her head, as her heroes so often did to the heroines. She tested his hold; he was surprisingly strong for an intellectual with a desk job. There was no way she could escape, not until he let her.

The realization made her pulse race and her pussy weep.

“Finally, I have you where I want you, Wendy.” His voice was hoarse with emotion. “You’re mine now. Mine!”

That word. Almost as powerful an aphrodisiac as ‘surrender’.  All her life, or at least since puberty, she’d fantasized about being owned, a slave to some virile and demanding man who would use her however he wished.  Her nipples contracted into tight, throbbing knots. Her sex was awash with evidence of her need. She wanted to let go, to let him take what he wanted and damn the consequences. Still, she made one last effort at rationality.

“Stop now, Dan. Please. If you don’t, we’ll both be sorry tomorrow.”

Instead of answering, he covered her mouth with his own, sliding his tongue between her lips and kissing her with delirious, terrifying force. He was taking possession, staking a claim. His power dizzied her. She was intoxicated by his unexpected dominance. Relaxing into the bed, she let him devour her. What else could she do?


Quotes about Lisa’s writing

“Lisabet Sarai writes the most beautiful erotic prose. Her stories tease at the senses and transport you to a world of sexual pleasure.” ~ Desiree Holt, queen of BDSM erotic romance and author of Forward Pass

“I’ve always been a fan—Lisabet Sarai’s erotic fiction is certain to captivate, dominate, and leave readers begging for more.” ~ Alison Tyler, best-selling author of erotic BDSM memoirs Dark Secret Love and Even Deeper.


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About Lisabet

lisabetFaceLISABET SARAI occasionally tackles other genres, but BDSM will always be her first love. Every one of her nine novels includes some element of power exchange, while her D/s short stories range from mildly kinky to intensely perverse.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (, along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (, she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads and finally, on Twitter.

So, this series I’m writing…

What series I’m writing? The “Merely Players” series of erotic romance novellas.

My idea is for a set of six stories following the developing three-way relationship between the main characters; Becky, Hayley and Paul. To date, three have been published:

  • Knights Errant (Merely Players 1)
  • The King’s Captain (Merely Players 2)
  • From The Top (Merely Players 3)

We first meet my characters in Knights Errant, when Becky and Hayley recruit Paul and his jousting team to work on a medieval-themed family TV show. Paul’s attracted to both women, and they both clearly like him. His lack of self-confidence makes it difficult for him to make the first move, but he just about manages it. The women agree to stay with Paul and his family at their farm for a couple of days. Becky and Hayley take matters into their own hands and drag him into bed for some lovely sex-play. The short time they share is enough to make him realise what’s missing from his life.

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The King’s Captain continues the story, with Paul and Hayley as lovers, and starting work on the TV drama. And Paul suddenly realises how much of a novice he is. How can he portray a heroic leader when he’s got no idea what it is to be one? Being a nice guy, he feels very uncomfortable about Becky’s continued open interest in him. And he’s confused that Hayley isn’t in the least bothered. Not even when Becky arranges for the three of them to share a room while they’re on location. He enjoys sex-play with both of them, but feels more and more uncomfortable about the arrangement. Real life offers him terrifying lessons in courage and leadership when he and some friends are caught up in some very odd incidents, ones which feel almost supernatural. The storyline he’s improvising has uncomfortable parallels with his off-screen life and things come to a head. A friend in need helps him find the courage to ask the women what they want, and he finds their answer rather surprising.

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In From The Top, the three of them are working together on a new, slightly mad, family TV show written by Becky. This one involves an amateur Egyptologist (Hayley) and her guide (Paul) finding a lost temple and tomb, occupied by a high priestess, armed guards and a bad-tempered cursed mummy. This is Paul’s first all-studio show, working with a professional stunt team and other actors. Keen to avoid prurient media interest, they want to keep their developing three-way relationship private. Personality clashes and unwanted attention just add to his stress. But incredibly realistic dreams about nasty accidents, which allow him to avoid them? And the mummy on-set looks very, very realistic for a prop…

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I’m working on the fourth story, have solid ideas for number five, and am letting my subconscious mind juggle ideas about for number six. There’s also a draft spin-off novel, which tells the story of two of Paul’s friends, and I’ve got some ideas for a second story too.

As a new writer, I know I’ve got a lot to learn. I’m very grateful to the team at Fireborn Publishing for their support and encouragement, and hope that my stories find enough readers to repay their confidence in me. I’ve had some really encouraging reviews to date on all three books, all four or five stars.