Crimson Rose is an erotica writer dedicated to the principle that erotic fiction can be red-hot raunchy while also being written with intelligence, elegance and style.
When asked about the subject matter of her stories she had this to say:
"I sometimes deal with strange and taboo subject matter, but my stories are never dark and my characters are never victims (though some of them may pretend otherwise). My characters always enjoy and exult in their sexuality, engaging in their various unusual and illicit acts with unapologetic joy and a zest for life."
Crimson Rose has been writing erotic fiction for more than two decades. Her stories were written mainly for the pleasure of herself, her husband, and a few select friends, but now they are here for the enjoyment of all.
MY ADVICE FOR NEW WRITERS:
If you want to make it as a writer you need to write, plain and simple. Set a daily goal for yourself and stick to it. If, let's say, you set your goal at 2,000 words per day, WRITE 2,000 words per day. It doesn't matter what you write. Some of my best works come from random craziness put down on paper.
Just remember, writing 10,000 words today does not give you permission to take the rest of the week off.
NOTE: Perverse Commandments is a collection of all SIX stories in the series of the same name brought together in one place.
Caught up in an elaborate plot to teach her a lesson through humiliation, nineteen year old Natalie Holt finds herself performing acts of an increasingly perverse sexual nature to keep her family, friends and the whole world from discovering her deep, dark secret. But her would-be blackmailer failed to account for the possibility that she would like submitting to a life of kink.
But when Wade stumbles upon the first clue, he finds himself beset by players willing to kill to take this ultimate prize. The race is on, and if Wade's going to survive, he'll have to win—and confront the real world he's always been so desperate to escape.
Going undercover to catch johns soliciting prostitutes, Office Sasha Cole is walking through an alley with her first when he takes things into his own hands and take here then and there – tossing a few bills in her pretty face before leaving. But her troubles were only getting started. When she saw a well-dressed black man enter from the other end, she knew things were about to go south.
Waking in a cold basement floor surrounded by nine black men, she could tell from the looks in their eyes that she was in for a long night, but not even she could imagine the things they had in store for her.