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New Book: Superlative Speculative Erotica is here at last!

Our giant twenty-fifth anniversary collection is now available for download! Twenty of our best stories of the last five years.

$9.99 ebook
ISBN 978-1-61390-165-6
$19.99 print
ISBN 978-1-61390-187-8
285 Pages; 94,000 words

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Funded through a Kickstarter campaign run in 2017– the year of Circlet’s 25th anniversary– Superlative Speculative Erotica features stories voted on by the Kickstarter and Patreon supporters and reflects many of the genres published by Circlet Press: a little cyberpunk, a little high fantasy, a touch of horror, some superheroes, a bit of space opera, some paranormal… What unites these stories is their quality. Check this amazing list out:

Bête Noire” by Annabeth Leong from A Beastly Affair
“An Analog Christmas” by Kal Cobalt from Jingle Balls
“From The Shallows, Cold As Death” by Bernie Mojzes from What Lies Beneath
“Double: A Tale of Love and Engineering” by Nobilis Reed from Like A Love Triangle
“The Secret Life of Ramona Lee” by Michael M. Jones from Puxhill by Night
“Deflowered” by Avery Vanderlyle from A Beastly Affair
“Crow Luck” by Dame Bodacious from Like Fortune’s Fool
“Enchanted” by Shanna Germain from Charming
“Stolen Days” by TS Porter from Hard As Stone edited by Julie Cox.
“Bridge Over Shifter’s Chasm” by Raven Kaldera from Extraordinary Deviations
“Questing” by Charles Payseur from Nights of the Round Table
“The Night Air” by Mary Anne Mohanraj from The Stars Change
“The Closing Shift” by JJ Poulos from Coffee: Hot
“Wizard’s Staff” by Julie Cox from Hard As Stone
“Disarmed” by Vinnie Tesla from Silent Shadows Come
“In The Blood” by Kathleen Tudor from Like Fortune’s Fool
“Evidence of Things Unseen” by A.C. Wise from What Lies Beneath
“Season of Fire” by Sasha Payne from Wired Hard 5
“Primè Nocta” by Kierstin Cherry from Like Myth Made Flesh
“I Am The Very Model Of A Modern Circlet Editor” by H.B. Kurtzwilde & Alex Picchetti from Like A Circlet Editor

The anthology, like the cohort of authors and staff of Circlet Press itself, features characters who identify as lesbian, gay, genderqueer, bisexual, trans, and heterosexual. The erotic activities expressed within the stories cover a similar variety, though it’s not an identical match: a gay male author can write a lesbian witch who has sex with a gender-changing demon. What label do you put on that? We call it… superlative speculative erotica.

Here’s a little taste of the very first story: Annabeth Leong’s “Bete Noir:”

For a while, Beauty and I made each other invincible. She relished every beastly part of me, and so I found myself trusting her with anything and everything—even secrets I hid while I was still a lady.

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New Book: A Beastly Affair: Erotic Stories of Beauty and the Beast

$3.99 ebook
ISBN 978-1-61390-188-5
40,304 words

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If you thought the end of Beauty and the Beast was awesome–you know, when the Beast we’ve all fallen in love with turns into some boring ol’ human–then you’ve picked up the wrong book. The stories in this book are about beastliness, as well as beauty, and the fragility and glamour of both.

“Bête Noire” by Annabeth Leong is a Western about survival, revenge, and the kind of love that hurts you while it shapes you. “The Day the Mirror Told the Truth” by Neil James Hudson takes us down a rabbit hole where “Beauty” is a drug, and its use is both thoroughly understandable and utterly unforgivable. “Bed and Breakfast” by Sita Bethel starts with an accident, and becomes an intricate, often funny, dance of misunderstanding and unbridled lust. Rose P. Lethe writes “Victim Beyond Recall” like a seduction, drawing you in slowly and inexorably until you, like Poppy, are so deep in danger that you can’t escape, even if you wanted to. “Outcast” by TJ Minde is a simple story about two people falling in love in spite of the odds, and it features a bookworm farmer, and lots of man-on-man-beast action. Finally, after waltzing through our romance, and sliding down a rainbow of sexuality, we end up in “Deflowered” by Avery Vanderlyle. No spoilers, but it’s silly and hot and you won’t be disappointed.

A Beastly Affair: Erotic Stories of Beauty and the Beast
If you thought the end of Beauty and the Beast was awesome--you know, when the Beast we've all fallen in love with turns into some boring ol' human--then you've picked up the wrong book. Beauty often seems unhappy about the trade-off too, and we all know why: we were just as drawn in as Beauty, just as enamored, just as thrilled by our own fear, and the Beast's strangeness. The stories in this book are written about beastliness, as well as beauty, and the fragility and glamour of both. The characters change, drastically and violently, and the love and lust they feel for each are defined by these changes, not felt in spite of them.

 

New Book! Journey to the Center of Desire: Erotic Jules Verne!

$3.99 ebook
ISBN: 978-1-61390-184-7

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Erotic stories in the worlds of Jules Verne, gathered together by the editor who also brought you books of erotic Sherlock Holmes, H.P. Lovecraft, and several volumes of steampunk erotica…!

Verne’s books feature daring, intelligent men facing danger and overcoming obstacles in the name of scientific discovery. Journey to the Center of Desire tells the stories of people who love the adventurers: the ones left behind, or carried helplessly along, or are otherwise affected by these harebrained schemes.

In “Lunacy” by Jean Roberta, based on From the Earth to the Moon, two brave and daring women struggling in a man’s world come up with a brilliant–and ridiculous–idea to win their freedom and future life together. Luckily for them, great men can still be made into fools by beautiful women with a plan. In Annabeth Leong’s “Journey to the Disappearing Sea,” Axel, from Journey to the Center of the Earth, is forced to realize that his precious porcelain doll of a fiancée has her own hopes and dreams and strengths and they will not be hidden any more. In Corey Reid’s “The Unresolved Wager,” (based on Around the World in Eighty Days) Phileas Fogg’s friends Aouda and Passepartout make a bet to see who can teach the man they both love that living well requires paying attention to your friends… and having lots of orgasms. In “Poulp Friction” by Evadare Volney, we learn how deep the friendship between M. Aronnax and his loyal Conseil (of Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea) actually is, and that Captain Nemo’s rebellious nature and technological acumen extended to much more personal matters than we were led to believe.

Includes:

  • “Lunacy” by Jean Roberta
  • “Journey to the Disappearing Sea” by Annabeth Leong
  • “The Unresolved Wager” by Corey Reid
  • “Poulp Friction” by Evadare Volney
Journey to the Center of Desire: Erotic Tales of Jules Verne
Erotic stories in the worlds of Jules Verne. Verne's books feature daring, intelligent men facing danger and overcoming obstacles in the name of scientific discovery. Journey to the Center of Desire tells the stories of people who love the adventurers: the ones left behind, or carried helplessly along, or are otherwise affected by these harebrained schemes. With stories by Annabeth Leong, Corey Reid, Evadare Volney, and Jean Roberta.

New Book: For the Love of a Soldier, edited by Kristina Wright

$6.99 ebook
ISBN: 978-1-61390-179-3
188 pages

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Sixteen stories of passion with soldiers, sailors, pilots, and men (and women) of war. When you love someone in the military, erotic opportunities can few or far between. These authors, veterans of the erotica and romance writing world, turn their pens to the subject with insightful and sizzling portrayals of those in (and out of…) uniform.

Edited by award-winning author Kristina Wright, who is married to a Lieutenant Commander in the U.S. Navy, For the Love of a Soldier is filled with sexy, romantic stories by some of the top authors in the erotic romance genre. Cat Johnson, Victoria Janssen, Lucy Felthouse, Sidney Bristol, and 12 other talented writers reflect on the lives, loves, and sacrifices of men and women in uniform and answer the provocative question: What would you do for the love of a soldier?

As editor Kristina Wright writes in her introduction, “When I married my sailor many years ago…the message was clear: duty to military service comes before duty to marriage. Moments. Hours. Days. Occasionally, weeks… That’s how romances with military lovers are measured—in the smallest of increments, because no time together is ever guaranteed.” The result is red-hot reunions and no-holds-barred passion in the precious time that is shared.

For the Love of a Soldier
Sixteen stories of passion with soldiers, sailors, pilots, and men (and women) of war. When you love someone in the military, erotic opportunities can few or far between. These authors, veterans of the erotica and romance writing world, turn their pens to the subject with insightful and sizzling portrayals of those in (and out of...) uniform.

Nobilis strikes again! LIVE AUDIO from #porncamp!

Nobilis Erotica, proud attendee of the 2016 Circlet Writers Retreat, was kind enough to record the round table reading at #porncamp. With the microphone dangling from its stand like (as the other attendees noted) a pendulous “robot dick”, and the various laptops propped up on a carpeted cat tree, Nobilis captured a few minutes at a time of sizzling-hot nerdy smut.

Listen to the snippets of porn and the writerly ambiance here!

New book! MakerSex: Erotic Stories of Geeks, Hackers, and DIY Culture

Ebook Price: $3.99
Ebook ISBN: 978-1-61390-158-8
31,270 words

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The ebook edition of this title is also available at Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, Kobo, AllRomanceEbooks, and the iBookstore and Google Play store.

Warning: May void the warranty on a stale sex life.

The punks and rebels of Maker culture have arrived to take sex apart and rewire it into thrilling new forms. They know that skill is sexy. They know the heady power of taking things apart just to see the insides. They know how to get what they want.

Whether building makeshift spacecrafts to fly into unknown astronomical phenomena or staying closer to home and breaking orgasm into programmable parts, these characters tamper when they’re not supposed to, kiss plastic, and involve soldering irons in their foreplay. In the process, they fight corruption, choose who and how to love, and create erotic possibilities both playful and profound.

Edited by Annabeth Leong, and featuring stories by Lillian Marguerite, Renata Piper, Moxie Marcus, TS Porter, Eric Del Carlo, and Kelly Rose Pflug-Back.

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New Book! Like A Circlet Editor: Erotic Fantasies of Our Office

Ebook ISBN: 978-1-61390-147-2
Ebook Price: $3.99
Print ISBN: 978-1-61390-148-9
Print Price: $9.95

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The ebook edition of this title is also available at: Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, Kobo, AllRomanceEbooks, and the iBookstore and Google Play store.

You can also order the print edition directly from Createspace!

Fans of Circlet Press know what it’s like working here… or think they do. It’s one big phantasmagorical orgy with vampires and shapeshifters and ice demons and androids and humans all engaging in a never-ending stream of combinations. Always willing,always fun, always hot. The reality of creating our stories may be different, but you don’t want to hear about that, so we’ve created a collection that feeds the fantasy. Here’s where our ideas come from if we were actually living inside of a Circlet Press story and now you get to join in.

Here people have to live out the adventures before they can write about them, whether supernatural or science fiction, and with that special kick that you’ve come to expect from Circlet. After reading Like a Circlet Editor, you’ll never read you other Circlet books in the same way. What if they were really true, too?

Includes stories from D. Mark Alderton, J.H. Peregrine, Annabeth Leong, Alex Picchetti & H.B. Kurtzwilde, Elizabeth Schechter, and Kit Harding.

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Microfiction: Fear-Desire-Love by Annabeth Leong

Fear-Desire-Love

When I took Ru Hi Na to dinner at my parents’ home, my father noticed at once the way hir scenting tendrils flicked always in my direction no matter where hir many eyes pointed. He asked me for help in the kitchen, and when I got there, he gripped both my shoulders. “What’s going on with you and that alien?”

“Nothing,” I said firmly, as if the word, pronounced with sufficient emphasis, could convince us both. But my blood escaped my control. I could feel the rush of it through my ears, the blush heating my neck, chest, and cheeks.

My father turned and spat in the sink.

***

Ru Hi Na and I went for a long walk along the river after we left the house. Ze trailed hir scent tendrils before and behind us and let hir eyes drift shut. At last, ze said my name in hir voice made of sighs, the three syllables simultaneous, winding around each other as they formed. I loved hearing it that way, and I’d once spent hours playing with audio software, trying to construct a proper pronunciation of hir tripartite name in my voice.

“Ru Hi Na,” I answered teasingly. Ze told me once that ze likes how I separate hir name, as if I’m calling to each of hir three parts individually. My father was right, I thought. We were fascinated with each other.

“Tonight-at dinner-always with me, the smell-name-breath of you is anxious-expectant-sad. Why?”

I took a moment to savor hir intertwined thoughts as the poetry they were, delivered in the mix of hir language and mine that we had invented together. Then I untangled them painstakingly in my mind, careful not to drop any of the threads.

My father’s disapproval had made me feel rebellious enough to be honest. I answered in my stuttering approximation of hir words, the sentiments isolated in my mouth, though they mingled in my chest. “Fear-desire-love.”

Hir three-fingered hand brushed the back of mine. I caught and held it in the way of human lovers, and I knew ze understood because I could feel hir swallowing the scent of me with every one of hir throats.

***

We went together to hir room, where I stripped for hir. I had no idea whether my body would be attractive to hir. Human ideals of loveliness had never accounted for the light-and-shadow vision of hir people or their exquisite sense of smell. Hir scent tendrils licked through the humid interior of my mouth, tickled my armpits, then settled between my legs.

“Unknown-thrilling-uncertain,” ze sighed.

“I don’t know how to do this either,” I admitted.

Ze bared hirself as well, turning hir kaleidoscopic skin inside out to reveal its vulnerable pink underside, the nerve endings visible and quivering. For me, the question of beauty did not matter. There was only intimacy, the deeper knowing I had always desired with hir.

I had once tried to read a PhD thesis on the anatomy of Ru Hi Na’s people, but the descriptions had been too human, too separate. It seemed incorrect by nature to examine Ru Hi Na a piece at a time when ze embodied multitudes.

I despaired of this human limitation as I attempted to create a way of making love to hir. I wanted to put my hands everywhere at once, but I recalled that ze enjoyed my humanity. I could not be with hir as one of hir own. I could only be myself.

I eyed those exposed nerves. Did ze want me to look at them? Smell them? Lick them? I didn’t want to hurt hir, but I’d also been with too many lovers who’d seen me as fragile and weren’t willing to do the rough things I enjoyed. “What do you want me to do?”

I didn’t know the words ze breathed in reply. For a moment, we stood helplessly, farther apart than ever in this moment when I desperately wanted to bring us close.

Then ze reached for me and brought me into hir. My body settled against hir soft, pink skin, and hir nerves moved against me. They felt like the ends of pencil erasers. I imagined them removing all traces of other lovers, all previous ideas of what love was supposed to be and how I was supposed to behave.

Ze made an unholy sound as ze did this, trembling everywhere in the sweaty throes of the thing beyond pain and pleasure that is sometimes called ecstasy but ought to be known as revelation.

Was this how hir people ordinarily made love, or something ze did now only for me? Beneath my desire for a territory that belonged only to us, however, was an older knowing, that there is absolutely nothing new. Lovers have always discovered each other, have always searched together for the place where pain and pleasure no longer matter.

I rubbed my cheek against one of hir nerves. I caught the scent of my sex on my fingers and lifted it to hir questing scent tendrils. Ru Hi Na wouldn’t expect me to do what humans usually did, and there was no need to approximate the practices that had always seemed imperfectly fit to me.

Carefully, I showed hir how to give me the feeling I truly craved, how to touch me in the places I’d been taught never to let anyone touch me. An orgasm spilled from me unexpectedly, almost incidental to hir touch.

I knew I could never answer my father’s question. The explanation for what was going on with me and Ru Hi Na would require more words than even ze could intertwine.