Incubus Tales: Chapter 35

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursday. This week is Chapter Thirty-Five.

35th Night—Say You’ll Go

Dhiar sat sipping tea in the oriel window, reflecting on the recent past. The months previous had been spent far away from Noctemburg, with a contemplative solitude for part. A letter from Dhiar’s sister changed all that.

“Little brother, you have to come and spend some time here! It’s the berries!”

As usual, he did not quite understand the entirety of what she meant by what she said. Her words were always chosen from the vernacular speech of her favourite period, the 1920s. And in the endless layers of dimensions and worlds in the cosmos, stacked like onion-skin infinitely, there was one such place where the period lasted indefinitely. It was a time of excitement and what Chana gleefully called “new thrills”. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 35

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 47

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Forty-Seven: Kenet

47: Kenet

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Marksin could tell the moment he stepped into the tent that something had changed. I felt my own pulse pound in my ears as he sank to his knees with perfect grace in front of us. I felt like an unruly beast myself in comparison, but perhaps that was true. I was a barely broken-in yearling, while he was a prized war mount.

“Do you wish to see the rest of him?” the general asked me, as if I had not already seen all of him before. That was the thing, I suppose. Each time was a new time.

“Yes, Sir,” I said.

“Go on and take his shirt,” he urged in a low voice. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 47

Capricious: Chapter 40

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Forty. Listen to the audio version at Nobilis Erotica here!

Chapter 40

 

Luke, August, and Orson stared out the car windows at the self-storage facility just outside the two-block strip that claimed to be downtown Fox Pass. A quarter mile away, people went about their business at the post office, the courthouse, the pharmacy, and the library. In the back seat, Luke lit a cigarette, gave it to Orson wordlessly out of long-formed habit, and lit another for himself. August rolled down the window on the passenger side. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 40

Incubus Tales: Chapter 34

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursday. This week is Chapter Thirty-Four

34th Night—Romance Way

Who could resist the siren-call of Dhiar’s appearance? Even those not swayed by his visual impact would surely be won by his sweet tones and well-chosen words, or his touch, his delicate strength, the way he moved, swaying his hips just enough to bring attention to them. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 34

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 46

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Forty-Six: Jorin

46: Jorin

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I spent the night restless, expecting at any moment Sergetten might come back and plough me. I tugged at the collar around my neck, quite sure that it was too tight by just a bit, not enough to be dangerous, just enough to annoy. I lay there wondering what kind of magic he would ply in the name of my “training” and what cruelties he might visit on me. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 46

Capricious: Chapter 39

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Thirty-Nine. Listen to the audio version at Nobilis Erotica here!

Chapter 39

August was still talking about rushing out to find the missing myth-folk when the adrenaline wore off and he seemed to begin to feel the deep gashes in his chest. In only a few minutes time, he gave up the idea and sank to the carpet, light-headed.

“We should take him to a hospital,” Charlie said. He was out of the bathroom and now lay curled up on the bed with his head in Sally’s lap. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 39

New Book: For the Love of a Soldier, edited by Kristina Wright

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Sixteen stories of passion with soldiers, sailors, pilots, and men (and women) of war. When you love someone in the military, erotic opportunities can few or far between. These authors, veterans of the erotica and romance writing world, turn their pens to the subject with insightful and sizzling portrayals of those in (and out of…) uniform.

Edited by award-winning author Kristina Wright, who is married to a Lieutenant Commander in the U.S. Navy, For the Love of a Soldier is filled with sexy, romantic stories by some of the top authors in the erotic romance genre. Cat Johnson, Victoria Janssen, Lucy Felthouse, Sidney Bristol, and 12 other talented writers reflect on the lives, loves, and sacrifices of men and women in uniform and answer the provocative question: What would you do for the love of a soldier?

As editor Kristina Wright writes in her introduction, “When I married my sailor many years ago…the message was clear: duty to military service comes before duty to marriage. Moments. Hours. Days. Occasionally, weeks… That’s how romances with military lovers are measured—in the smallest of increments, because no time together is ever guaranteed.” The result is red-hot reunions and no-holds-barred passion in the precious time that is shared.

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Re-Released: Lord of Misrule by Kannan Feng

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Atia Selene is the premiere magical university on the continent, and Verity Fen is its brightest star. Handsome, spoiled, and too smart for his own good,Verity has his pick of his fellow students, breaking the heart of any young man who falls into his bed. One of the privileges of Verity’s position is a servant who he treats with disdain, who may prove to be the one man Verity can’t use and use up.

Iskander cares for his master with grace, skill, and discretion, along with a heavy leather belt and a thoroughly commanding attitude. Though sex with Iskander is the hottest he’s ever had, and submission is a bigger turn-on than Verity imagined, he’ll do anything–including a jealousy-provoking affair with another student–rather than submit gracefully to Iskander’s control.

Academic life proceeds as normal until a professor orders Verity to assist him with a secret project. Suddenly, the battles of lust and control with Iskander are not the biggest challenge in Verity’s life. As Verity’s sanity begins to unravel under the influence of an undead sorceress, will Iskander’s love be powerful enough to protect him?

About the Author: Kannan Feng lives next door to Lake Michigan and her current interests include mushroom recipes, deconstructing superheroes, oracles and the Byzantine Empire. She has been previously published in Strange Horizons, Alien Skin, Ruthie’s Club, and Oysters and Chocolate. “The Lord of Misrule” originally appeared in the Circlet Press anthology Kneel to Me, and other stories of hers have appeared on circlet.com and in other Circlet projects. She will welcome great fortune and love in the new year (in bed) and her lucky numbers are 5, 8, 22 and 19.

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I earned the right to walk the halls of Atia Selene when I was sixteen, and even at that age, the masters of the Veiled University knew that I would one day join their ranks. I was a prodigy, I was brilliant, and unfortunately for the younger students and the servants around me, I was a holy terror.

After all, before I set my mind to the aetheric arts, I was the youngest son of the House of Fen, a prince by birth and gifted in every way that a man could be. I knew it, and I made sure that everyone around me knew it as well.

In the seventh year of study at Atia Selene, the students who remain are provided with an assistant, but the word fails to do the position justice. I’ve heard the older students refer to their assistant as miracle workers or genii who manage their affairs, search the libraries for the elusive tome that they need, and organize their writings, all while being perfectly even-tempered with the famously eccentric ways of the Veiled University.

It is an extremely demanding job, and when Iskander was presented to me, I was far from confident with his ability to handle it. He was tall, with blue-black hair and the warm, dusky skin that marked him as Liuban-born. There was a spray of dark freckles across his nose that made him look even younger than he was, and I guessed that was actually a few years younger than I was myself.

“You don’t look like all that much,” I said candidly.

He only tilted his head at me, unsmiling, waiting for my command, and impulsively, I reached out to palm his cheek.

Continue reading Re-Released: Lord of Misrule by Kannan Feng

Incubus Tales: Chapter 33

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursday. This week is Chapter Thirty-Three.

33rd Night—Yuuwaku

Dhiar gazed out the oriel window. It no longer showed the street in Noctemburg that had become so familiar; now it looked out upon a swirling starfield, a vision beyond bounds of cosmos.

The shopkeeper smiled to himself, sitting down in the window with his cup of tea. The aromatic steam curled up around his face: rose, vanilla, and cardamom, with the rich and full body of black tea. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 33