New Release: Stealing Beauty

She wants him. He needs her. This time, it’s the Beast who’s going to attempt to tame the Beauty. The only thing he can’t do is protect her… from himself. Desire… danger… a whole lotta heat—this isn’t your childhood fairy tale.


Stealing Beauty

Jessica Collins

A Fairy Tales After Dark Novel

This time, it’s the Beast who’s going to attempt to tame the Beauty. The only thing he can’t protect her from… is himself.

A stubborn beauty….
Anabelle Lehala just wants to spend time with her best friend, finish law school, and provide a good life for her and her father. Her world is knocked upside down when she meets a mysterious, captivating stranger who tempts her like no one before. Refusing to be just another notch in his belt, Belle forces herself to stay away from him at all costs.

An egotistical beast….
Rich, powerful, and handsome, Aleksandr Wolfe has been accustomed to getting whatever he desires. That is, until he meets Belle. Immediately captivated by her, Aleks can’t understand why she won’t give in to the obvious mutual desire between them. Helpless to stay away from her, Aleks wonders if she’ll be the one thing he can never have.

The fight for her life….
When Anabelle finds herself in danger after refusing the advances of Gabriel Avenant, a man who believes she is his and his alone, Aleksandr vows to protect her. As their attraction grows, they each must decide if they are willing to give the ultimate sacrifice—their hearts.

Stealing Beauty is a 99,000-word novel.

Stealing Beauty is released in ebook and print on March 28, 2017!

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New Release: Casual Car Affair

After a one-time hookup blossomed into an affair that now consumes her, Englishwoman Jemma James has become invested in hot Las Vegas bad boy Damon McDermott, but the one thing standing in her way is a secret she feels she must keep. Even Damon senses that she’s hiding something from him, but Jemma is convinced this casual affair will soon be over, like all sexual relationships, and all she can do is enjoy the most of her wild and wanton sex with Damon while it lasts. But that doesn’t stop her from dreaming of what it might be like, if only she could tell him her secret and surrender fully to this man who gives her pleasure greater than she ever thought possible…


Going Solo

Part 2: Casual Car Affair

Storm Stone

A secret is the only thing standing in a wanton Englishwoman’s way as she yearns for her casual affair with a Las Vegas bad boy to be more than a fleeting encounter, for pleasure greater than she ever thought possible…

Englishwoman Jemma James has become infatuated with hot Las Vegas bay boy Damon McDermott after their one-time hookup in his Cadillac blossomed into an affair that now consumes her. But Jemma has a secret she’s hiding from Damon, one which demands she not get too attached to him.

Damon is also discovering that this sexual attraction is growing stronger. He’s becoming emotionally involved with this sensual and mysterious Englishwoman, but he’s also convinced she’s hiding something from him, that she’s more than just a travel writer passing through Las Vegas.

Jemma asks Damon to take her home, but Damon has other ideas. He wants to have sex with her, again. After all, she’s leaving for New York in three days’ time and he may not be seeing her again. And he wants, above all, to find out her secret.

Against her better judgement, Jemma relents, and, once again, the sex is wild and wanton, leaving Jemma in emotional turmoil. Should she just enjoy the affair while it lasts and accept that it will be over soon? Or should she tell him her secret and run the risk of him despising her, not only for lying to him, but for pretending to be someone very different to the woman he thinks she is?

Casual Car Affair is an 11,000-word novella and the second in an eight-part serial. (Read the first part, Casual Car Sex, here!)

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Hot Excerpt from “Mixed Doubles”

In the part of the world, the snow is starting to melt and the world is warming up. But with the help of Mixed Doubles by Gemma Stone, this super-hot story will have you fanning yourself, trying to cool down again.

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Stephanie’s heart beat a painful tattoo against her ribs at the thought of Mark’s hands wandering towards her body and, before she could offer any objection, Mark hit the speed dial button on the telephone and set it to operate on its loudspeaker. After just a couple of rings, a familiar American voice answered brightly.

“Mark! Hey, it’s great to hear from you. I was just thinking of you,” said Kelly in her uniquely effervescent style.

“Is now a good time to speak, Kelly?” enquired Mark, whilst staring intently and unashamedly at Stephanie’s breasts. A throb of anticipation quivered deep inside her vagina at the naked intention in his penetrating gaze.

“It’s always a good time with you, honey.”

“I’ve got Stephanie Spicer, the creative director at Conway Creative with me. It’s Stephanie’s team that’s delivering the branding for the sponsorship.”

As Mark introduced Stephanie, Kelly’s bubble seemed to burst as she let out a quiet yet barely-concealed “Oh”. Despite this, the pair began to run through the plans that needed to be agreed, with a particular focus on the awards dinner. Mark was keeping things cool, as he continued to outline one point after another. Kelly interrupted occasionally, though Stephanie noted a hesitancy and reservation in her voice, knowing that she was with Mark.

As the conversation continued in a reserved tone, with Mark discussing plans for Kelly’s promotion, Stephanie shot Mark a glance as if to remind him that the call was being made on speakerphone for a reason.

Well, what about me, Mark? Is it only Kelly that’s going to get your undivided attention here? Or do you need me to make the first move?

Placing her hand on the top button of her blouse, she undid it, opening it wide to reveal her enticing cleavage. As his eyes focused on Stephanie’s breasts, Mark continued to speak without hesitancy, as Stephanie followed her initial tease by unbuttoning the remaining fastenings and slipping out of her blouse before she dropped it to the floor. As she did so, Mark’s voice faltered and Stephanie smiled at the thought of what was to come.

“Sorry, Mark, you went a bit quiet there,” interrupted Kelly, unaware of the show that Stephanie was putting on for him.

Stephanie stood up, put her fingers under the clip of her suit trousers, pulled it back and let the garment fall down her long, silky legs. She was wearing her favorite lace-edged bra and knickers, and the effect on Mark’s coherent speech was immediate. As his gaze fixed on Stephanie’s tits, barely contained in the revealing underwear, he struggled to keep momentum going with his dialogue. Stephanie seamlessly picked up the discussion for him as she glided around the table and sat on Mark’s lap, with his face directly in front of her ripe tits.

“Everything’s fine, Kelly,” said Stephanie “We just need to make the travel arrangements for you. The timings won’t be an issue.”

Still continuing the dialogue with Kelly, Stephanie pulled Mark’s handsome face into the soft embrace of her fleshy orbs.

Without uttering a word, Mark began to kiss Stephanie’s breasts, sucking on her rapidly-hardening nipples through her straining lace bra. Reaching behind her back, Stephanie released the fastenings, and her pendulous tits swung forward towards Mark’s face. With Stephanie still managing to maintain the conversation, she could hear Mark whisper, “They’re magnificent, absolutely magnificent.”

Mark squeezed each breast in turn, alternately nibbling her erect nipples. Stephanie tipped her head back and her mane of golden hair seemed to shake as she enjoyed his touch, His tongue played across each hardening bud, before he nibbled each one and Stephanie felt her pleasure being punctuated by stabs of pain. The silver balls of her nipple piercings clattered lightly on his teeth as he furiously sucked on her tits. Stephanie pushed them together as Mark once more buried his face into the delights of her bounteous cleavage, taking the weight of her breasts in each hand.

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New Release: Mixed Doubles

Gemma Stone’s third Stephanie Spicer novella delivers a winning ace of high-heat sexual encounters and incendiary emotions on the tennis courts and in the business boardroom. Can beautiful sexual vixen, Stephanie, deliver her unique brand of customer service while handling a new client sponsorship arrangement? Or will her unbridled passion for her many lovers catch her in a tangled net?


Mixed Doubles

Gemma Stone

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Stephanie Spicer Erotic Touch Romance #3

Can beautiful sexual vixen, Stephanie, deliver her unique brand of customer service in the world of tennis sponsorship while handling more than just her client’s account?

Beautiful agency creative director and sexual vixen, Stephanie Spicer, returns and is on the rebound from a former lover. While trying to find a way to bed her handsome American client, she must also deliver on an important new sponsorship for his global company. But will her professional skills be knocked out of court, or can she still provide a service that will please all?

When Stephanie ditches her previous boyfriend, Geoff, she feels free to find a new love. But her handsome client, Rick, is away, and Stephanie is forced to resolve issues in her roller-coaster sexual life elsewhere. After a steamy boardroom encounter with Mark, a PR director who is handling the communications for her client’s high-profile tennis sponsorship, she is brought into conflict with her new charge—a young American tennis starlet, Kelly. But is it Kelly, or her photographer Zoe, who is her secret admirer?

When a shapely new PR contact, Alex, takes her on more than just a shopping trip for a glamorous evening dress and teaches her about blindfold sex, Stephanie finally sees the way to get off the sidelines and take the center court again.

Will Stephanie’s unbridled passion for her many lovers catch her in a tangled net or can she still serve up a perfect tennis sponsorship and deliver the winning ace? This is a game that will need to be played by mixed doubles.

Mixed Doubles is a 14,000-word novella, picking up after the events of Winner Takes All, but is an easy entry point for readers new to Gemma Stone’s erotic story world.

Mixed Doubles will release on March 14, 2017.

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Hot Excerpt from “Something More”

Heat up your weekend with this steamy excerpt from Something More, by Carla Atherstone! Want to read the whole story? Click here to purchase your copy.

There was a soft chime as the lift reached the fifth floor. Wendy took a deep breath as the doors opened, then stepped out into the corridor. Her feet made no sound on the thick pile carpet, and within seconds she was at the door of Lana’s flat.

She reached out to knock, then drew back, hesitating. This is the right number, isn’t it? What if I’ve got it wrong? Then she shook her head; if it was the wrong flat, they’d probably know where Lana’s was. And even if they didn’t, what was the worst she’d suffer — a little embarrassment? Christ’s sake, Wendy, you’ve handled worse than that. Stop making excuses and do something about this, if it matters to you.

Wendy straightened up, then rapped on the door.

At first she couldn’t hear anything. Then there was a muffled voice — or was it voices? A pang of dread went through her. Then the door opened, and Lana stood there.

The smile and greeting died on Wendy’s lips. Not that Lana was any less beautiful or alluring than she’d been before; if anything she was even more so. Her long tanned legs and slender feet were bare — her toenails, once more, painted a bright berry-red — and she wore only a black and white kimono that clung to her small breasts and tented outwards at her groin. But that was just it. Her cock was hard, her face flushed and the ash-blonde hair that fell about her shoulders was damp with sweat; she’d clearly been with someone when Wendy had knocked.

“Wendy?” she said at last.

“Hi.” Wendy shifted from one foot to the other, pushing one heel down hard into the floor in the hope she could make a crack open and swallow her.

“What do you want?”

Wendy blinked. You, she thought. “I just—” she began. “I mean, it’s been so long — I hadn’t — I just wondered…”

“Lana?” another woman’s voice called from inside the flat. “Who is it, hun?”

Lana flushed a little redder and looked down. Wendy stepped backwards. So, was this how it was? She suddenly saw herself, one of a string of bored, dissatisfied middle-class women lured into Lana’s bed for some no-strings gratification. Not liberated, not on any journey of discovery — just a stupid woman who’d been played. “Never mind,” she said. “I should go.”

She turned and half-ran back towards the lift.

“Wendy — wait!” Lana ran after her, catching her arm. “Wait a minute. Come in, please.”

“Don’t be silly.”

“Please. I’d like you to. I’m glad you’re here. I wanted to see you again.”

“Then why didn’t you?”

“How exactly? You didn’t exactly leave a number.”

“Yes, I did.” But then she replayed her flight from the apartment in her head and realised she hadn’t in her rush to get back home. Lana didn’t even know her second name; how could she have got in touch? Now she felt her face burn with embarrassment.

“Please,” Lana said again. “Come inside.”

“But you’ve got someone there.”

“She’ll wait. I’ll explain. To both of you.” Lana took Wendy’s hand and held it lightly; her fingers were warm, slim and soft. “Please?”

Those green cat’s eyes were gazing right into Wendy’s; there was no way she could say no. She followed, as Lana padded barefoot back to the flat door, her eyes drawn to the sway of Lana’s neat, firm rear under the kimono. The lights in the corridor shone through the diaphanous material, showing every curve of the body underneath.

Lana shut the flat door behind Wendy, then motioned her through into the living room. “Sophia?” she called. “We’ve got company.”

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