Friday, June 28, 2019

Delilah Night for Chemical [se]X

Welcome to Delilah Night, author of Season's Change in the new aphrodisiac chocolate erotica anthology: Chemical Sex Volume 2: Just One More. 

Today we hear directly from the author about this decadent story!

I have always been a big fan of Greek Mythology. I have read a lot of Greek Gods themed fiction, and I’ve toyed with the idea of writing my take on a myth, but I kept hesitating. Sometimes when you love something so much, you get intimidated. 

When Oleander reached out to me about Chemical Sex 2, I jumped at the opportunity to write for the series. The first book nearly made me orgasm on an escalator (and is why I’m hesitant to read erotica out in the wide world these days), and I wanted to bring my A game to the book.

My story, Season’s Change is my take on the Hades and Persephone myth. Years ago, I heard a recording of a song called Persephone by a group called Escape Key. The lyric “They all forget I had a choice, y’know/I could have chosen not to eat or drink,” really spoke to me, and is the foundation upon which I built Season’s Change. I reached out to Michelle Dockrey, the lyricist, and she gave me permission to use the song. I had originally envisioned as a BDSM story because of a few of the lyrics, and the first draft was in that vein, but it wasn’t very me. The result is a tale of true love and trust built over time until Persephone makes the deliberate choice to stay with Hades.

I enjoyed playing around with these archetype characters, and when I take a breath from my ongoing projects, I am leaning towards writing more myths. I liked the idea of a benevolent Hades—he created not just Tartarus, but also the Elysian Fields. I wanted a Persephone with some agency—in many takes on the story, she’s a passive object that is kidnapped and then returned to her mother, but in mine she has choices. I also enjoyed writing a little cameo from Zeus, where he comes off as the pussy hound dudebro we all know he is. I mean, seriously, as a Tumblr post I once read says all of Greek Mythology can be summed up as ‘don’t put your dick in it, Zeus’ and Zeus ignoring them and putting his dick in it anyways. Demeter is mentioned, but not featured, although I picture her as a particularly tightly wound helicopter mom/stage mom type. I especially loved writing each of Cerberus’s head’s personalities. I can see why some other authors have had their Cerberus’s talk.

I will confess I immediately thought of Hades and Persephone because eating something is a major plot point in the myth. Pomegranate becomes a chocolate bonbon with pomegranate filling. So the story leant itself to the theme of the anthology in an organic way that wouldn’t come across as forced or shoehorned in. The first anthology was so strong that I didn’t want to let anyone down.

I hope you’ll enjoy Season’s Change!

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Thursday, June 27, 2019

The EnForcer by Linzi Basset

New from Wicked Pen Linzi Basset: The EnForcer. This is book one of the A Dark Desire Novel series, standing at 70,000 words. Be on the watch: releasing June 25th, 2019

A man without a soul, heartless, a bastard beyond redemption. He destroys … ruthlessly and they will yield … because he makes them. 

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About this book:

A man without a soul, heartless, a bastard beyond redemption. 

A Dark Desire Novel 

He's a bastard. Beyond redemption. 
He knows it. 
And he doesn't care. 

They love him. Because he reforms their insubordinate subs and slaves. 
He knows it. 
And he doesn't care. 

They fear him. The women he 'shows' the error of their ways. 
He knows it. 
And he doesn't care 

There used to be a time that he cared. Where he loved and was loved. Where he used tenderness and care to guide and protect. Until he learned to hate. 

Five years is a long time for hatred to fester. 
He knows it. 
And he doesn't care. 

She will come to hate him. 
He knows it. 
And he doesn't care. 

He only has one goal. 
For her new Master to realize he needs help to reform his slave. 
He's been waiting patiently. 

Patience is a virtue. His has paid off. Now, he can finally show her the error of her ways. 

He knows he can. 
Because he is ... 

The Enforcer 

Editor's Note: Don't get comfortable. Don't relax. Breathe in. Breathe out. And prepare to have your brain and your loins twisted into knots as the Enforcer breaks obstinate slaves. You will cringe, you will wince, your body will tense. You might grind your teeth, your insides will clench, your nipples will pucker, and you might even come … as you secretly wish HE could break you too … 

AUTHOR WARNING: Please remember that this is a work of fiction. This book is very dark, and not a normal BDSM story, it goes way beyond that. Although there is a sensual and emotive story entwined which includes a theme of power exchange between Doms/Masters and submissives /slaves, the powerful Master “reformer” trains ruthlessly with no boundaries. 

You have been given ample warning that the content within is not your average BDSM novel. Proceed with caution, and please do not give a negative review if your concern is based solely on the dark content. 

If this is your cup of tea, then get your copy now and be prepared for a thrilling, shocking and unforgettable ride! 

EnForcer is an edgy, fast-paced, very dark novel. Once you start reading this book, you can’t stop. 


Superb. Chilling. Illuminating. Terrifying. 

This is a deeply, deeply heart wrenching, emotionally gutting, mesmerizing cautionary tale of choices & the far-reaching consequences (most of which were never considered) of those choices. Not only for the decision maker but also for those in the ripples. 

The author does a stellar job of using every action & reaction to peel another layer of the onion for the plot of this intense story. And, it is a beautifully complex story with subtle nuances that begs to be appreciated multiple times. 


The only way I have been able to describe this story is by comparing it to the world’s scariest roller-coaster. You know it’s going to be a very dark and scary ride but you just can't help yourself because you know the excitement and thrill will be so worth it or will it. If you can handle this story it is a wonderful and amazing read 


This is the first book by Linzi Basset that I have read. OMG! What an exciting, DARK, overwhelming, enthralling story. I was drawn in immediately by Master E and his training island. He made my heart beat quickly at the same time I experienced a frisson of incredible trepidation. The sex was rougher than I imagined and the training was intensely effective. 

All I want to say is, “Be still my heart! And, I want more!” 


Excerpt: Copyright©2019 Linzi Basset 

Cy noticed Delilah’s pleading look as he closed in on her where she was locked naked in the human-sized birdcage with wide bars in the center of the dungeon. It was aptly named the display area, where all insubordinate subs were shamed publicly. She pressed into the bars behind her back as he circled the cage, flicking the riding crop against his leg. The sound was dampened by his pants but he snapped it sharply at exact intervals, building her expectation, her fear for the first lash against her exposed skin. 

He stopped in front of her, crossing his arms with the crop tapping against his shoulder. Her eyes moved over his large hands, his impossibly wide chest to come to rest on his masked face. He didn’t smile, and with his lips pressed in a stoic line, he appeared dark with a predatory gleam in his eyes. He smiled within himself as he watched her quiver when she identified the look. At least she wasn’t an ignorant slave, he thought cynically. 

“Master E, please … ahhh!” 

The riding crop came down hard on the underside of her arm and immediately on the opposite one as well. Her screams echoed in the dungeon. Cy ignored the immediate interest of members gathering around the cage, keen to watch the Master at work. 

“Did I give you permission to talk?” 

Delilah lifted pain filled eyes to him. He had studied her boundaries while Kieran had signed the paperwork. The little twit wasn’t into pain, which was going to make her reform so much fun. Once they entered his domain, boundaries didn’t exist. It was all about achieving results. The sooner she learned that, the better. 

Delilah whimpered, not sure whether she was allowed to respond. Cy could see the conflict raging inside her. She was able to top her own Master very successfully, something she must have known when she approached him to take her as his slave. Cy had seen her kind often. They loved being slave, as long as they held the reins and allowed their Master to rule how they wanted him to. He could see the realization of terror in her eyes. 

That pleased him. It meant that she knew what to expect. 

“You would do well to remember the general rules in my presence, slave. I don’t tolerate disobedience.” He took a step closer, and his eyes gleamed. “Why are you here, Delilah?” 

“I … don’t—” 

Her screams slammed against the walls as Cy pulled back the stiff edge of the crop with his finger and released it. A dark red welt appeared across her nipple. She shook her head as she watched him pull it back again but to no avail. He released it and pain seared through the other nipple. 

“I tolerate lies even less. This is your first punishment, slave. Feel it and remember it, because it will be the one you’ll be praying for in the week to come.” 

With those words still ominously raging through her mind, he flicked the crop against her right nipple and without pause against the left one, just as hard. It hurt even more than the first two and Delilah screamed with each one that followed, begging for mercy. Cy was unmoved as he brought the crop down on her nipples, the side of her breasts, and finally the sensitive part underneath her breasts. Sobs wracked her frame and tears streamed over her cheeks. 

Cy watched dispassionately. 

“I ask again, why are you being punished?” His voice sounded darker than the devil itself, calm and cold as ice. 

About Linzi Basset:

Linzi Basset is a top 100 Amazon and iBooks Bestselling Author. 

Not satisfied to be chained to one genre, she flourishes in producing multiple realms of her imaginary world. Her bestselling Club Cove series have all achieved top 5 on the Amazon charts. Her stories are edgy, dark, suspenseful and at times filled with sweet romance. Linzi is a sucker for HEA and all her books have a happy ending, no matter the battles each couple have to fight to get there. 

As a full time author, there’s only one place you’ll ever find Linzi and that’s behind her laptop … well, now and then she pops in at the gym too and she’s never without her trusty energy booster … a steaming cup of coffee! 

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Friday, June 21, 2019

Ria Restrepo for Chemical [se]X Volume 2

Contributing to Oleander Blume's Chemical [se]X Volume 2 is the fabulous Ria Restrepo

Here's a little about her story: Elevator Confidential

Trapped in an elevator with her secret crush and some aphrodisiac chocolates, Jackie's bad day turns delicious. Walden may be her father's friend and business partner, but how much temptation can he endure before succumbing to both their forbidden desires? What happens between them is dirty, decadent, and strictly confidential. 

About This Author:

Ria Restrepo may appear to be a mild-mannered bookworm who drinks too much coffee and spends most days tapping away on her computer. But beneath the quiet exterior lurks a filthy-minded sex kitten with a lurid and lascivious imagination. Writing romance, erotica, and all the shades in between, she truly enjoys entertaining readers with stories about strong women exploring and celebrating their desires—especially when they involve alpha males with a sensitive side. 

Ever wonder what it's like to take part in an anthology like this? Here's what Ria had to say about the journey:

Shortly after I started writing erotica and erotic romance as Ria Restrepo, I became active on social media to network with other writers and promote my work. One of the early books I read and reviewed was Chemical [se]X. I absolutely loved the concept and thought Oleander Plume's story that launched the whole wild ride was clever, hilarious, and devilishly hot. 

Sometime later, Oleander hosted a contest using a rather bizarre list of writing prompts. If there's one thing readers should know about me is that I love a good challenge. I took the prompt "hot sex in a rickshaw" and entered a story called "Rickshawing with Rick and Shawn." I didn't win, but Oleander loved all the entries so much an anthology called Prompted was planned. Sadly, that never came to fruition. 

A couple of years later, after I emerged from a brief hiatus, Oleander invited me to contribute a story to Chemical [se]X Volume 2. I was truly honored that she and the Sisters in Smut wanted to include me. It's quite a thrill to be asked to write a story for an anthology—especially for one I admired as much as Chemical [se]X. No pressure, right? 

Although I quickly agreed to write a story of Chemical [se]X Volume 2, I was more than a little concerned that I'd be able to write a made-to-order story. Even if a story is intended for a particular call for submissions, I usually write as inspiration hits me, then keep my fingers crossed that it's accepted. This time, my muse had to perform on command. Thankfully, I had some time to make the magic happen. 

While working on other things, I kept my Chemical [se]X story in the back of my mind. I often have rock music on while I'm working and when Aerosmith's "Love in an Elevator" came on, it got my mind churning. Hot sex in an elevator! The details of the story fell into place after that. And I have to say, "Elevator Confidential" contains some of my favorite erotic themes. "Write what turns you on" is my general writing philosophy and that's especially true of my Chemical [se]X Volume 2 story. 

I've been published in two other anthologies as Ria Restrepo and I'm seriously impressed with the Chemical [se]X Volume 2 contributors. Not only are they incredibly talented, but I've never worked with a more supportive group of women. Everyone is so generous about sharing each other's work apart from our Chemical [se]X stories. I know I've made some great new friends and we'll be there for each other long after Chemical [se]X Volume 2 is published. That's a rare and special thing in this industry. 

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Sunday, June 16, 2019

Angora Shade for Chemical [se]X

I was approached by the Sisters in Smut  to take part in Oleander Plume's Volume 2 of the Chemical [se]X anthology. Already friends with several of the authors, and familiar with the fabulous stories in Chemical [se]X Volume 1, I jumped at the invitation! If you haven't read Volume 1, GO DO IT NOW. It's so smokin' hot. You will not be disappointed. I can also assure you Volume 2 is just as steamy, if not boiling! 

As a participating author in Volume 2, I was tasked with creating a sexy short story based on aphrodisiac chocolates. I came up with something I've never done before: Bigfoot erotica. Monster erotica has been out there for a long time, and it's true that I've written some paranormal stories including dragons(free read) and vampires, but never anything like this. I enjoy fresh new ideas, as well as a challenge.

About my story:
Gemma is a rich, blonde bombshell, but being born a stereotype didn't mean she had to play the part. Taking steps to prove her worth to her social circle and the man of her dreams, Gemma creates the perfect camping spot, complete with romantic aphrodisiac chocolates. Waiting in the woods, preparing for an unforgettable night of passion, Gemma's little candy box of Beast unleashes more than she bargained for.

In addition to my contribution, you can expect to read heterosexual and LGBTQ+ stories in this anthology, in settings ranging from hotel rooms to parties, the underworld to elevators, and all the places of imagination between. 

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Sunday, June 9, 2019

Mischa Eliot for Chemical se[X]

Chemical se[X] Volume 2: Just One More, is here, featuring two new creations from Sister in Smut, Mischa Eliot. Here's what she has to say about her work, her experience, and the Chemical se[X] phenomenon. 

I’m Mischa Eliot and I write smut. I wrote Because She Hates Me and Happy Birthday (as M.J. Spencer) for Chemical [se]X 2: Just One More. 

One day, Oleander Plume walked into the private message chat shared between myself, her, and Dr. J. and said… “What do you think about doing a sequel to Chemical [se]X?” and we both squealed in excitement at this smutty opportunity. 

I read the first Chemical [se]X anthology and thought this is fucking amazing. Authors being given one main idea – aphrodisiac chocolates – and being told to run with the idea. Epic. 

Because She Hates Me is centered around two roommates who secretly crush on each other, but believe the other person hates them. The chocolates bring them together in ways they never thought would happen.

Happy Birthday is about Maryann and Strider, two people who work together at a BDSM club called Possession. I’ve introduced these characters previously in a (now unpublished) series. Sometimes, you don’t know who has feelings for you, until they reveal their surprise. 

It means a lot to have been asked to be included in the anthology. Having not one, but two, stories included has rocked my world. I honestly hope everyone enjoys something about all the stories. We sure went all out with various ideas centered around the theme. 

Normally, I have issues with all-female teams. However, we pulled some awesome people into the Sisters in Smut and I feel that we did well in choosing authors to invite working on the Anthology. I’ve gotten more experience working on this anthology from writing, editing, marketing, and more than I have since I began writing way back when. 

I’ve met some wonderful people in this group and I hope that the relationships fostered by working together will grow and bloom for future projects. 

About Mischa Eliot

Mischa Eliot is an Office Superhero by Day and an Author of Smutty Works by Night bringing you the hottest stories. 

Sunday, June 2, 2019

Jayne Renault for Chemical se[X]

The talented and creative Jayne Renault has contributed to Chemical [se]X Volume 2: Just One More. Here's a bit about her story, Come Away with the Sweet Fairies:

Every year, Kablamfest — a magical weekend of friendship, music, and revelry — is held near the woods outside of town. Just like the year before, Robby, the de facto Kablmafest king, and his motley band of colourful characters have set up camp on the edge of the festival grounds to kick back and enjoy whatever magic the weekend brings. 

Ally, new to the group and the festival itself, has no idea what all this “magic” is about… But when a mystical woman turns up with some special chocolates that cause quite the stir, Ally lets herself leans into the unknown and takes a bite. With the open acceptance of her friends old and new, she can then set out on an a truly magical—and deliciously smutty—journey of love and self-discovery. 

About Jayne Renault

Jayne Renault is a self-proclaimed reckless lover, boisterous laughter, voracious reader, snarky ranter, smutty wordsmith, and long-winded sex-positive writer. She likes to play around with beautiful strangers, brooding anonymous narrators, smug masturbation sessions, infidelity, and the sometimes darker undertones of humanity. A good metaphor will turn her on more than a pretty face ever could, and one of her alter-egos is the resident Smut Queen and erotica editor at Bellesa. 

The Origins of Jane Renault

How do I even begin to tell my origin story? 

One day a couple of years ago, I found a craigslist ad looking for erotica writers. Taking the plunge to write and submit something to a yet-non-existent porn site for women ultimately led to me accepting the role as head of the erotica department for Within the first six months of that becoming a permanent, full-time position, I was introduced to Kay Brandt, porn director and acclaimed writer of lesbian erotic fiction. Kay facilitated further connections with authors willing to share some of their work to be hosted in the Bellesa erotic stories collection. Dr. J was one of those authors. 

I knew having the ice broken between Dr. J and I was huge before it even had a chance to prove it. I kept the lines of communication open with her while I waited to see what it had it store for me. In the meantime, I had already been keeping close twitter tabs on her, Mischa, and Oleander. I noticed before long that they were tightly woven, and was both fascinated and a little enviable of the writerly sisterhood they’d clearly developed. In the spring of last year, they were tweeting a lot about this Sisters in Smut “con” they had finagled. 

One day, I rustled up the courage and emailed Dr. J about discussing the future of our collaborative relationship. I accosted Mischa with a gushing DM about how much I appreciated her virtual presence and though I didn’t know how it would develop, that I would love to collaborate with her in some way too. To my surprise and elation, Mischa was quick to respond with kind enthusiasm. Similar communication with Oleander followed in short succession thanks to Mischa’s gracious introduction. 

So, mostly I just harangued Mischa, Oleander, and Dr. J with my love of their sisterhood and all that they do, so when it came time that they were opening their sisterhood up to others, they had already been brainwashed to think of me. 

This is how I became a Sister in Smut

By being a part of this inner circle, I was amongst those invited to participate in this new anthology. Having read (and loved!) the first iteration of Chemical Sex, I accepted this invitation without hesitation. 

So, that’s how we got to me writing a story for this second anthology. 

I love the concept so much. The original Chemical Sex story by Oleander Plume that made all of this possible is a quintessential piece of Oleander writing. It’s clever, well-woven, full of hilarity and excellent banter, all of which drives the piece at the perfect heady pace to the smutty goodness oozing from its gooey center. It’s no wonder it inspired so many others to fill an entire collection. 

To revive this project with this particular powerhouse of lady smutmistresses is an honour and a privilege. The whole reason I am where I am, doing what it is that I do, is because I was on a conscious hunt for female community. For sisterhood. To foster spaces that allow such relationships and group power to thrive, and support the members within the increasingly intricate web that we’re weaving together. 

That’s what led me to Bellesa. That’s what made it possible for make these connections with the Sisters. That’s why I’m contributing to this anthology. 

It makes no difference if I’ve known these women for years or was introduced to them by way of the group chat for us to discuss Chemical Sex-related matters. We’ve all been join by a common goal — to write sex-positive smutty goodness, to stand as pillars and build community bonds, to encourage sex-positivity and nurture the empowerment that comes along with those kinds of spark. I didn’t doubt for a second that we would strike harmonious chords upon our first proverbial jam session. 

The inspiration for my story came to me after I enjoyed a really lovely weekend at a weird little hippie festival in the townships outside of Montreal last summer. They was a veritably magical lady — the inspiration for my Marianne — who stopped by our campsite with a basket full of enhanced goodies, some of which were actually in delicious little chocolate form. It wasn’t about the trip within a trip that we went on as a group together. It was the fact that a variety of humans — many of whom were meeting for the first time, for we had all come as a mish-mash of mutuals to the core few — came together to enjoy a truly lovely community experience that celebrated friendship and exploration in a judgment free environment. It didn’t get anywhere near the level of scandalousness that my story does, but when I got home at the end of that weekend, invigorated with community love, I came back to the virtual world and met a wall of group messages from my fellow Chem Sex anthology writers. With my eyes swelling with actual tears of love and gratitude for the people in my life and how good that made me feel, I knew then that it was the lingering sensations fo this festival experience that my story had to mirror. And I already had a magical chocolate-bearing lady to get the creative wheels turning. 

All that said, I have NO idea where King Robby came from. But I’m obsessed with him and so, so glad he came out to play. I hope you all feel the same when you meet him. 

Most of my fiction can be found exclusively at, and all the rest of my ramblings, fictitious and otherwise, live at My first book is still a WIP, so you’ll just have to stay tuned for that. 

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