Sweet Seductions Release Day



Roller derby girls looking for kicks, a kinky crochet class and an erotic cruise adventure… Sweet Seductions: The Erzabet Bishop Collection brings you five sinfully seductive short stories of lady loving by one of the erotica world’s most prolific authors. Featuring three stories previously published in Ladylit anthologies and two brand new ones, this collection is sure to seduce you.

Sweet Seductions


Mermaids and Mistletoe



Derby Girls

Mosaics and Mermaids

Please note that ‘Hooked’, ‘Mermaids and Mistletoe’ and ‘Derby Girls’ have previously appeared in Ladylit anthologies.

Word count: 16,000

Lesbian erotica

Price: $2.99

Buy links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Sweet-Seductions-Erzabet-Bishop-Collection-ebook/dp/B00PCTSVTG/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1415824562&sr=1-1&keywords=sweet+seductions+erzabet

Ladylit: http://www.ladylit.com/books/sweet-seductions-by-erzabet-bishop/

ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-sweetseductionstheerzabetbishopcollection-1666908-362.html

Reviewer quote:

“As with all LadyLit mini-anthologies, this book was amazing!!! Ms Bishop is a magician with a typewriter. She is able to draw her readers into her stories and not let go of them. From rough and tough to tender and lovely, her lesbian romps are sizzling, spicy and seductive… Each story from Ms. Bishop is a wonderful gift to my senses and emotions!!”

Ameliah Faith


Excerpt from “Mermaids and Mosaics.”

Lydia watched Abby as she hustled out of the solarium. It was nice having her here. Almost without thinking, she walked toward the ladder, intent on seeing what it was Abby had created. Guilt warred with need and need won out. Standing under the skylight, Lydia looked up. Her eyes scanned over the piece and she sucked in a sharp intake of air. She was staring at her own face. The mermaid was her. Tears stung her eyes.

“Why would you make a mosaic of me?” She whispered. A single tear slid down her face.

She didn’t hear Abby come back into the room until it was too late. She stood in the doorway, a fresh shirt and sweats hugging her compact body, making her as irresistible now as she had been when they first met. Their eyes met and Lydia gasped. She was caught.

Excerpt from “Pumpernickel”

“I’m sorry, Mistress. Please forgive this girl for acting out in her frustration.” Libby got down from the chair and sank down in front of Miriam. The wooden floor was cool against the bare skin of her legs and her knees protested as they hit the edge of the area rug.

Miriam stared down at Libby, an icy frown freezing her face into an immovable mask. “Crawl to the corner.” She fished in her pocket and pulled out a penny. “Against the wall with your nose. If that penny falls, then your punishment goes up. Five minutes.”

Libby knelt in the corner. Her nose held up the penny and her mind raced. What would she do to her? Forgetting about the rejection, she focused on her Mistress and how to account  for her impertinence. Libby was concentrating so hard on mashing her nose against the wall, she almost didn’t hear Miriam return.

“Alright. Time’s up. Come over here and pull down your shorts. I have a bottom to tan.”

Desire coursed through Libby’s center as she slid her panties and shorts off and onto the floor.

Writing short erotic romance:

Writing short erotic romance is a fun way to keep writing and have a plethora of stories to excite the reader. In Sweet Seductions I explore life on a cruise ship, derby girl antics on and off the playing field, a crochet class I would want to attend and an author who gets a taste of what discipline and hard work can mean when her Mistress takes on her attitude.

When I first began my writing career I started with a novel and found it to be a bit too much. Then I read an interesting thought by Ray Bradbury. If you write one short story a week, sooner or later you won’t be terrible. I’ve taken his words to heart and am almost always pounding away at the keyboard composing this or that, slowing gaining in word count to write a much larger work, all the while enjoying the path less taken so to speak.

All writers have different paths to find their way. Short erotic romance was mine and I couldn’t be happier. Story after story, I meet more fans, create new worlds to explore and have a marvelous time finding out just what people are dying to read about.

What sorts of erotic romance do you like? What do you want to see more of?


About the author:

Erzabet Bishop has been crafting stories since she could pound keys on her parents’ old typewriter. She has only just learned that it is a whole lot more fun writing naughty books. She is a contributing author to the Silk Words website with her Fetish Fair, Gingerbread Dreams, Holiday Cruise and Temptation Resorts interactive romances, Sci Spanks 2014 Anthology, Potnia, A Christmas To Remember, Taboo II, Forbidden Fruit, Club Rook: The Series, Sweat, Bossy, Cougars, Spank or Treat, When the Clock Strikes Thirteen, Wicked Things, Unwrap these Presents (upcoming), Unbound Box, Milk & Cookies & Handcuffs, Corset Magazine: Sex Around the World, Vaginas and Vulvas, Man vs. Machine: The Sex Toy Issue, Smut by the Sea Volume 2, Hell Whore Volume 2, Can’t Get Enough, Slave Girls, The Big Book of Submission, Hungry for More, Gratis II, Gratis III, Anything She Wants, Dirty Little Numbers, Kink-E magazine, Eternal Haunted Summer, Coming Together: Girl on Girl, Shifters, Coming Together: For the Holidays (upcoming) and Coming Together: Hungry for Love among others. She is the author of Lipstick (upcoming), Dinner Date, Tethered, Sweet Seductions: The Erzabet Bishop Collection (upcoming), Red Moon Rising (upcoming), Red Boots (upcoming), Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted Paddle Emporium (upcoming), Holidays in Hell (upcoming), Pomegranate (upcoming), Red Dress (upcoming), Sigil Fire, Written on Skin: A Sigil Fire Short, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation. Erzabet was a finalist for the GCLS 2014 awards in two separate categories. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies. When she isn’t writing, she loves to review music and books.

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Femme Noir: A Visit with Clara Nipper

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I was thirty-five the year I started drinking gin. It’s not a pretty story and I don’t come off smelling like a rose, but it’s time to tell it. With a story like this, gin is the only thing astringent enough to clean the dirt from my mouth. Gin is snappy and crisp and washes away my sins, at least for the night. I love everything about gin, but maybe that’s because my love affair with it is new. The smell of it is a cold wintry tang in the nose; the look of it is hard and clear like liquid diamonds and that’s sort of deceptive because the taste of it is smooth and sweet yet sharp too like a beautiful woman with a knife. Gin slides down my throat like an ice snake. It’s bitter and oily, wavering in the glass like a silver mirror, and when it is a mirror is when I drink most. I’ll take it any way-neat, a shot, on the rocks, in a martini, in a Tom Collins or a fizz, with stupid fruit draped all over the glass, I don’t care. But my favorite way to drink it is with tonic because it reminds me of Her. I got the idea that gin is a disinfectant like hydrogen peroxide and if I drink enough, it will boil out the infection, which is this story I must tell.

I found I’m a woman of excesses. I love cigarettes, I love gin, I love women and I love winning, all to a fault. I was born for trouble without knowing it and that is the worst kind. Suddenly, I’ve found that sometimes, a woman must drink alone.

So I was forty-five the year I started drinking gin. It all started one day with a call from my ex.



The ringing was insistent, urgent. Nora let herself into her apartment as quickly as she could because nobody calls at 4 am with good news. She flicked on a light and ran for the phone, a heavy, corded black dial phone that Nora loved for its old-fashioned rebelliousness.

“Yeah?” Nora’s voice was hoarse from lack of sleep. Karen’s appetite for Nora was insatiable. Nora shrugged off the sweaty t-shirt and damp cotton shorts she wore to and from Karen’s house. She never needed regular clothes there and felt it was too much bother to dress up just to go to her and come home. Underneath, she was nude.

“Nora?” the voice was crackly and scared and chillingly familiar. Michelle.

“What the hell do you want?

“Nora, I’m sorry to call so late…to call at all-“ static blocked her voice.

“Yeah, you have some nerve.” Nora wanted a cigarette badly. She needed to suck one to ash in two seconds flat. She made it out of Karen’s clutch without one and now, Nora had to have that dry hot taste to return her to herself. Sex took it out of her in a way that only cigarettes could restore. Plus, she needed to be soothed for this conversation. She spied a pack across the room. “Hold on!” she barked as she put the phone down and dove for the pack. She crumpled it and moaned. Empty. She smelled her hands with Karen’s ripeness coating them. She licked her lips. She picked up her wadded shorts, now a wilted pile of color and checked the pockets. Nothing. After years without, Nora needed a shot. A shot of something. Maybe tequila. She also needed a shower and some sleep. She needed a wife to come in and clean up this place and maybe do some laundry and ironing. She padded back to the phone wearily.

“-need you!” Michelle pleaded when Nora returned.

“I can’t help you no matter what you need,” Nora told her recent ex acidly. Nora found some wooden matches, her preferred method of lighting cigarettes and flicked one after another with her thumbnail. She felt the tiny fire was comforting, as if she were about to have a cigarette. Like the promise of foreplay. The flaming match told her that there would be eventual satisfaction. Was it possible to get a sudden ulcer? Maybe she should go back to Karen’s where there was beer to smooth this sudden craving, plenty of hot water, clean towels and sheets, all the cigarettes she could smoke, and of course, Karen. Karen’s cool, cocoa arms around her all night.

Static. “-please!” Static. Nora angrily banged the receiver against the table, taking mean pleasure in possibly hurting Michelle’s ears. She flicked more matches, savoring the smell.

“After these few months, don’t you have someone else to call?” Nora demanded.

“It has to be you. Only you can help. I need you to—“ static.

“What? What do you need?” Nora scraped one calf with her other big toe.

Crackling and hissing. “—trouble. Bad.”

“What sort of trouble?” Nora was perversely enjoying this drama, so it never occurred to her to get Michelle to call back for a clearer connection. The more inconvenienced Michelle was, the better Nora felt. After all, Michelle was with someone else and living in Tulsa, Oklahoma and Nora was in Los Angeles, completely free and not obligated to lift a finger to save Michelle from her persistent destructive foolishness.



1. How did you get started writing lesbian fiction?
I’ve always been a writer, so it was a natural transition after discovering I was Bi.
2. I write because…I can’t not write.
3. Heels or flats? I’m a total shoe whore and heel lover, but skating roller derby has forced me to wear sensible shoes that are foot-healthy.
4. What kind of characters do you most like to write about and why? I enjoy writing about gutsy, edgy people who are fearless in the world because I envy that. I am polite and well-mannered to a fault and always long to be more outspoken and candid, but one cannot keep a day job or get along with coworkers in the most backward red state in the nation without smiling, wearing pearls and keeping my views to myself.
5. Tell us a little about your new release. I don’t have one yet. I am working on a moody coming-of-age novel entitled At My Mother’s Table and another Tulsa-based murder mystery entitled Murder on the Rocks.
6. Name three things on your desk right now. Purring cat, cold Dew and computer.
7. What are some of your favorite lesbian fiction authors? Sarah Waters and Jeannette Winterson.
8. Favorite dessert? Grape popsicles.
9. Plotter or pantster? Pantster.
10. What are you working on now? An article about roller derby burnout.
11. Tell us one thing about you that most people don’t know. I am not sure how much people know or what they know; so this may or may not be news: deeply committed atheist vegetarian. Yeah, I live in Oklahoma. Try to imagine that hell for a minute.
Guest post:
Cookies and Why They Are Amazing-
Cookies are amazing because they make people happy. They are created from simple, authentic ingredients that are food for the soul. I have a dessert company, Andy’s Candies, and I make several flavors: chocolate chip, chocolate chocolate chip, chocolate chocolate chip with black raspberry glaze, three kinds of oatmeal, peanut butter, lemon sugar and snickerdoodles. Making cookies gives me a deep sense of joy and accomplishment and I always have too many, so I burden the coworkers at my day job with the supply. The act of creation is the same whether it is a delicious sentence or a  sensual snickerdoodle that says everything I wish it to say. Their intention is also the same: to connect and delight others. That’s why cookies are amazing.
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“I was thirty-six when I left the big city for the Big Easy. They say New Orleans is like a woman, beautiful, deceitful and deadly. All I know is, I had to leave Los Angeles on the run and The Crescent City beckoned like a broad on her back.”  In the sequel to Femme Noir, Nora Delaney has returned to her job as a college basketball coach in Los Angeles and due to a series of lost games and constant drinking, Nora beats up a rival coach on national television and is fired. She flees to a tiny town outside New Orleans where her cousin Ellis Delaney and his wife live. They take her in and put her to work in Ellis’ pawn shop and Nora meets Cleo Sweetleaf, who becomes a mentor and a second father. While Nora takes stock of her life, her everlasting hunger for strange causes trouble from sunup to sundown. When Cleo is murdered, Nora is drawn into solving the crime to get revenge. But Nora, left beaten and bleeding in an alley, may not solve the mystery alive.



Clara Nipper writes fiction and blogs-www.claranipper.org. When not writing, she makes desserts, http://www.andyscandies.biz and enlarges her certified wildlife habitat gardens. Her two murder mysteries (Femme Noir and Kiss of Noir) have been published by Bold Strokes Books and are available at their website: www.boldstrokesbooks.com and on Amazon.com. She is a contributor to local publications: This Land Press www.thilsandpress.com and the Tulsa Voice. Clara also skates for Tulsa Derby League under the derby name Cat Owta Hell. With two Rollercons, countless clinics and boot camps under her jamming belt, it is safe to say it’s derby until death for this Jammer Assassin. Outside the rink, she has had roller derby articles published in Five on Five Magazine-www.fiveonfivemag.com, Hit and Miss Magazine-www.hitandmissmagazine.com.au/, USARS Magazine, Lead Jammer Magazine- http://www.leadjammermag.com, Blood and Thunder and Derbylife.com. Currently, her works in progress are two coming of age novels and another Tulsa-based murder mystery entitled, Murder on the Rocks. Find Clara at her website, on Facebook, Twitter (@mindybendy), Instagram, Tumblr, Pinterest, Linked In, Amazon Author Pages, Good Reads, Derby Social, Word Press and at the farmer’s market.

www.claranipper.org, www.catowtahell.com, http://www.andyscandies.

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