ANNE GASTON may as well have been born with a writing implement in her hand. Her mom is probably very glad that was– in fact– not the case.
Her first (remembered) foray into fiction was in 4th grade when she wrote a story about a group of orcas and dolphins in boy/girl pairs who were trying to figure out who was wreaking havoc in the local ecosystem. (Hint: it was the nefarious sea-gang, The Hammerheads.) It combined her love of romance, adventure, suspense, and marine biology because she was convinced she’d grow up to train killer whales at Sea World.
With an imagination that is often too vivid (and explicit) for public consumption and a love of good– and especially, bad– puns, Anne thrills in amusements great and small. At any given moment, she may break into geeky references to animated shows from the 90s or cult favorites like Boondock Saints, Firefly, Star Wars, Star Trek, and Sailor Moon. She also makes it a frequent practice to fangirl over the written word– because who needs rockstars when you have authors?
She writes erotica and erotic romance—lesbian, straight, menage, and moresomes… oh, my!—that will charge your fantasies and get you firing on all cylinders. Whether you choose to do that solo or with a partner… well, that’s up to you.
New fiction coming soon, ya’ll. And we do mean coming.
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Her Cherry Tutor (Signature Required, Part 2)
by Anne Gaston
Francesca is reeling from the revelation that she might prefer women after a night of unforgettable pleasure with Camelot tutor, Josephine Devereaux, and doesn’t know what to do with the number Jo left in her hands. When a fellow student at the bar tempts her into illicit activities where they could get caught, Fran can’t help but wonder if the magic with Jo wasn’t as electric as she remembers.
Her Private Tutor (Signature Required, Part 1)
by Anne Gaston
Josephine has worked with the clandestine group, Camelot, reaching out to young co-eds who want to explore their sexuality but who feel they can’t do so publicly. She has only one rule: absolutely no attachments. But when she sets eyes on Francesca, Jo can’t help but feel her overwhelming need isn’t just a scorching sexual craving–it might be the first crack in the only rule she’s never broken
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