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“Water And Air” by Janelle Reston, presented by Nobilis Erotica. From the upcoming collection Like A Spell, vol 1.
Paperback (forthcoming) $12.95
80,000 words; 250 pages
We are so excited to bring you this erotic novel from the mastermind of the Nobilis Erotica podcast, Nobilis Reed. Are tentacles your thing? Keep reading for a hot excerpt from MONSTER WHISPERER.
If there’s something strange with your tentacle monster, who are you going to call? Dale Clearwater: Monster Whisperer. With her own ship and a menagerie of tentacle monsters, she travels from world to world, rehabilitating monsters and training the people who love them. From the amorphous, fluid Kritzoan to the stone-like Nalcheka, Dale embraces the monsters and records her encounters for a reality show that broadcasts to countless worlds. One might think there’s nothing she couldn’t, or wouldn’t, do. Still, when she gets a call from her old colleague (and old flame), Dale nearly turns him down. Nearly. Joining him to capture a particularly dangerous monster is part of an adventure that has the potential to change their universe – or lose Dale her monsters, her ship, her show, and everything that she holds dear.
And now, an excerpt from MONSTER WHISPERER:
A woman rose from leaning against the curved railing at one end of the balcony, and walked toward them with a measured stride. She appeared fortyish, with mild creases at the corners of her mouth and on her brow that gave her a permanent look of disapproval, even as she made a professional smile. She was dressed in an informal blouse and shorts, with a pair of hiking boots.
Dale held out her hand. “Miz Ventura.”
“Pleased to meet you, Miz Clearwater. Please, call me Ellen.” She turned to her assistant and dismissed her with a nod. “Thank you, Francis.” The younger woman disappeared into the elevator.
“Thank you. Ellen. Call me Dale. So what’s the problem? Your request didn’t include any details.”
“It’s my Orichalc. It has been rather listless lately. The veterinarian hasn’t found anything medically wrong; she says it must be something psychological. I was hoping you could help.”