Alisha Steele lives in Ontario, Canada, with two men, two boys, a dog and a cat, and when she's not busy cleaning up after the lot of 'em she quite enjoys writing smut... Erm, that is to say, 'erotica'. She writes all kinds of sm--erotica. Under the pen name 'Alisha Steele' you'll find her het, menage, and some LGBT stuff, and under just 'A. Steele' there's a few more of her M/M stories. The genres Alisha prefers to pen are contemporary, contemporary/paranormal, and highly erotic takes on the traditional Greek myths.
'Who Will Know?', Alisha's first published story, was nominated for the Gaylactic Spectrum award in 2007 and her first novel, 'The Summoner', was the inspiration for and very first recipient of 'The Erotic Must Read' award at Rogues and Romance Reviews. Editors have called her work, 'transcendent', 'edgy' and 'witty', while reviewers rave about the 'harsh sensuality' of her prose, and of course the 'hot, hot, sex.'
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Sinfully Sexy Shorts
Flash fiction can be any complete story of 100 words, 300 words or 1000 words. I have a few of each of these types in this collection. Now, when the flash stories happen to be erotica...well then, what you end up with are some 'sinfully sexy shorts'. I do hope you enjoy them.
A Smile for Celeste
Celeste's husband left her to raise their son, Adrian, all alone. She's in a dead end job. No money. No time... Life isn't easy, that's for sure.
Jace just wants to make his friend's mom happy for a little while. Wants to put a smile back on her lovely face.
Is that really so wrong?
In an inappropriate place, with an inappropriate person, Dave gives in to urges he’s successfully ignored his whole life. But, honestly, who can resist a beautiful man offering pain and pleasure? Not this guy.
There was a song that came out a few years back…some angst driven thing. It began with the line, “I’m only happy when it rains.” I heard it and had one of those epiphanies people always blather on about. A real Aha! moment. ‘Cause that’s me, you see. Shelley Utlic…rain whore.
Steve sneaks away at night. It's how he deals with Brian's, his lover's, impending death. That midnight train ride into Toronto is all that's keeping Steve sane. But Brian has a witchy trick or two up his sleeve, yet. Or maybe Steve's just not quite as sane as he thought he was...
See, things aren't always what they seem - when you're living in the Slipstream.
Trent Davidson wasn’t a pervert. When he’d bought his condo it had been January, for God’s sake! He’d had no way of knowing those teenage boys skateboarded in the parking lot just below his balcony. Or that they’d be so damn hot.
Especially that gorgeous, arrogant blond…
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