Blurb:
Unleash your kinky side with six titillating BDSM
tales.
Let The Crimson Rope bind you in an erotic adventure sure to please, with skilled Dom’s and sexy submissives that are willing to explore their boundaries. From pleasured gasps to stinging desire, the authors of this anthology will not only seduce you, but leave you begging for more.
Let The Crimson Rope bind you in an erotic adventure sure to please, with skilled Dom’s and sexy submissives that are willing to explore their boundaries. From pleasured gasps to stinging desire, the authors of this anthology will not only seduce you, but leave you begging for more.
Thank you for having me, Cia! The Crimson Rope Anthology has heroes to suit everyone: from cowboys to businessmen to inventors to knights. That last hero is my particular collaboration to the collection. Liberating Lua is a medieval based story that, like most novels, required some research to write.
Not only did I look up information on the history of
BDSM (did you know it can be traced back to the 9th century BC?) but
also some information on the Medieval Era itself, mainly courtly love,
marriages, the role of women and of course, knighthood. One of my favorite
books, The Medieval World Complete,
was a great help, but also internet pages like The
Medieval view of Love or The
Middle Ages, Chivalry and Knighthood were a great contribution to make the
story a little more historically accurate.
Liberating Lua
blurb
Lord
Jürgen GreyStorm, is married to the love of his life, Lady Lua Mirabella. Marriage, however, is not what he expected.
His adored wife is unresponsive when he lies between her legs every night, the
idea that sex is a sin instilled into her since childhood. Furthermore, Jürgen`s way of love involves chains, spanks and
dominance in a way that he fears, would drive his Lua away forever.
For Lady Lua Mirabella sex is an obligation. Or at least, that’s what she’s been taught that it should be. The truth is, that her tactic of lying stiff as a board while her beloved husband ruts into her is driving her insane and him away. She loves Jürgen but when she discovers his dark tastes, she will have to decide whether to submit to him fully and willingly or step away.
For Lady Lua Mirabella sex is an obligation. Or at least, that’s what she’s been taught that it should be. The truth is, that her tactic of lying stiff as a board while her beloved husband ruts into her is driving her insane and him away. She loves Jürgen but when she discovers his dark tastes, she will have to decide whether to submit to him fully and willingly or step away.
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Author
Bio:
Defined as weird since she was about
eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling
stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever
he feigns interest.
Losing the battle to the voices in her
head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her
singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is
her happy pill and she'll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.
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Suddenly, the door creaked
open and closed. The hairs on the back of her neck stood as she heard the bolt
slide into place. Heavy boots slapped against the floor, coming closer. Her
chest tightened, her heart stilled. Her mouth went dry, her thoughts freezing
as she waited. Was it he? She didn’t dare open her eyes, afraid to see anger or
disappointment in her husband’s brown depths. What would she do if he sent her
away? The sound of footsteps ceased, a looming presence took over her personal
space. Lua chewed on her bottom lip.
“Open your eyes, Lua Mirabella.” Jürgen’s
deep commanding timber rocked through her core. Slowly, she blinked and opened
her eyes to meet Jürgen’s heated gaze. Her heart plummeted back to her chest, a
new wave of butterflies fluttering inside her stomach. She had never seen him
look at her like that. The muscle in his jaw ticked and his lips were set in a
thin line. His nose flared as if sniffing her scent. His eyes, always a lovely
brown were a shade darker. His gaze raw and dangerous. Emotions warred their
way in their depths: lust and love.
“Jürgen,” she whispered his name, losing
herself in his stare.
He said nothing, instead reaching for her
breast, running his calloused fingertips against her nipple, causing it to
pebble to a hard peak. Lua’s lips parted, breathing becoming difficult as he
squeezed and kneaded the flesh. A moan escaped her and she looked away,
self-conscious.
“Don’t.” Gently, Jürgen grasped her chin
and forced her to look back at him.
Thank you for having me, Cia! :D
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