Author: | Lady T.L. Jennings | ISBN: | 9780463064887 |
Publisher: | Lady T.L. Jennings | Publication: | November 3, 2018 |
Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
Author: | Lady T.L. Jennings |
ISBN: | 9780463064887 |
Publisher: | Lady T.L. Jennings |
Publication: | November 3, 2018 |
Imprint: | Smashwords |
Language: | English |
“Forbidden Feeling” is a collection of four newly written Victorian gay romantic and erotic novelette stories:
The Illusionist’s Assistant
My Valentine
Broken Hearts
An Extraordinary Evening
Please note: These stories contain erotic scenes including the practise of gay sex and is intended for adult readers only. The stories also include love and romance between men. If you are offended by this, please get over it or read something else...
Product details:
Category: Gay Victorian Romance and Erotica
Format: Kindle eBook
Length: Four bedtime novelette (~37000 words)
Proofread by Pauline Nolet
Publisher: My Secret Quill
Extracts from the stories:
Then without any further comments he slowly unbuttoned the last buttons to his wide-sleeved oriental robe and carelessly let it fall to the floor.
I inhaled sharply and took a step back.
“I think you have misunderstood my intentions!” I said, alarmed, rapidly averting my eyes from his naked muscular shoulders and chest with the exotic dragon tattoos, and his tight-fitting black trousers. A combination of panic and raw lust flooded my system, and I continued to stagger backwards in panic as he proceeded forward gracefully.
- From the short story “The Illusionist’s Assistant”
“Thank you,” he mumbled, his eyes closing again.
He was deadly pale, cold as ice, but‒remarkably and against all odds‒alive, Richard concluded with a wave of satisfaction.
It was not until then that Richard noticed the iron manacles that surrounded the young man’s wrists and ankles.
I see… Richard thought slowly and looked down on the muddy, half-naked, and unconscious man next to him.
His life had just started to become rather complicated.
- From the short story “My Valentine”
I will burn in hell for this, I concluded helplessly, somewhat distracted by the fact that his hands had reached the waistband of my trousers and played with it mischievously. And it might be worth it.
The last of my moral sense left me, and I yielded, almost dizzy with the feelings of suppressed arousal and guilt that chased each other through my body.
“Do not… stop,” I whispered, and I finally kissed him back.
- From the short story “Broken Hearts”
About the author:
Lady T. L. Jennings is a shy writer who loves the Victorian era and afternoon tea. She lives on the outskirts of Oxford in England, and writes Victorian erotica and romance with a dash of gothic mystique in longhand with a fountain pen.
She collects books, corsets, and lovers (all with varying levels of success).
“Forbidden Feeling” is a collection of four newly written Victorian gay romantic and erotic novelette stories:
The Illusionist’s Assistant
My Valentine
Broken Hearts
An Extraordinary Evening
Please note: These stories contain erotic scenes including the practise of gay sex and is intended for adult readers only. The stories also include love and romance between men. If you are offended by this, please get over it or read something else...
Product details:
Category: Gay Victorian Romance and Erotica
Format: Kindle eBook
Length: Four bedtime novelette (~37000 words)
Proofread by Pauline Nolet
Publisher: My Secret Quill
Extracts from the stories:
Then without any further comments he slowly unbuttoned the last buttons to his wide-sleeved oriental robe and carelessly let it fall to the floor.
I inhaled sharply and took a step back.
“I think you have misunderstood my intentions!” I said, alarmed, rapidly averting my eyes from his naked muscular shoulders and chest with the exotic dragon tattoos, and his tight-fitting black trousers. A combination of panic and raw lust flooded my system, and I continued to stagger backwards in panic as he proceeded forward gracefully.
- From the short story “The Illusionist’s Assistant”
“Thank you,” he mumbled, his eyes closing again.
He was deadly pale, cold as ice, but‒remarkably and against all odds‒alive, Richard concluded with a wave of satisfaction.
It was not until then that Richard noticed the iron manacles that surrounded the young man’s wrists and ankles.
I see… Richard thought slowly and looked down on the muddy, half-naked, and unconscious man next to him.
His life had just started to become rather complicated.
- From the short story “My Valentine”
I will burn in hell for this, I concluded helplessly, somewhat distracted by the fact that his hands had reached the waistband of my trousers and played with it mischievously. And it might be worth it.
The last of my moral sense left me, and I yielded, almost dizzy with the feelings of suppressed arousal and guilt that chased each other through my body.
“Do not… stop,” I whispered, and I finally kissed him back.
- From the short story “Broken Hearts”
About the author:
Lady T. L. Jennings is a shy writer who loves the Victorian era and afternoon tea. She lives on the outskirts of Oxford in England, and writes Victorian erotica and romance with a dash of gothic mystique in longhand with a fountain pen.
She collects books, corsets, and lovers (all with varying levels of success).