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Updated Covers for the Wicked Erotica Series

I think I've spent more time fiddling with covers and cover images this month than actually writing. In fact, I know I have. Getting back into writing regularly is hard y'all! And I do so put the 'pro' into 'procrastinate'. Despite committing myself to finishing the first draft of WE #2 by the end of this month, the weather here was a bit meh this weekend, so instead of writing, I messed about in Photoshop again. It wasn't entirely wasted time I guess. I did decide on a look for the overall series, and I am not going to change it again. This is what all of my future Wicked Erotica series covers will look like. The only difference between them will be the color scheme. And the titles, obvs. Also, I wanted to see how to go about publishing a paperback through KDP - using The Bookseller's Story ) - so I needed to make a cover for that anyway. Took the opportunity to update the cover for its' Kindle Edition and compiled and published a paperback versio...

Eventually. The Bookseller's Story is available now

   "The Bookseller's Story" is an erotic adult contemporary romance short story. Her Story is one of loneliness and lost loves. Sex for her has always been routine and unexciting. Romance has never really entered the scene. Sex as a means to an get ahead perhaps, but never as an answer to her loneliness. Her love of books brings her into his life. His Story is one of initial lust from the moment he first meets her in his bookstore. That lust turns into deep passion after they experience one highly charged erotic evening of intense sexual chemistry, and both begin a new chapter in their combined story. Like most of my short erotic stories, I first wrote The Bookseller's Story in my head while out people watching. I noticed a bookshop clerk flirting unsuccessfully with an attractive female customer. She initially seemed very aloof and a little bit snobbish to me, but after watching her for a while I started to think that perhaps she was just lon...