Here? In a church? Oh yes.
He was still a man, vows or no. How hard could it be to control himself?
A demon! A priest! Seduction! Oh my!
My controversial erotic novella As Flame to Smoke is back! Newly revised from the 2015 version released in the Darker Side of Love anthology, this standalone story is just $0.99 USD!
The updated version of this dirty, blasphemous novella is now live on Amazon. AND, if you have Kindle Unlimited, you can read for FREE! So if you didn’t catch it the first time, now’s your chance.
Even if you don’t own a Kindle, you can get the free Kindle app for Android, Apple or PC, and get all the sin and temptation on your phone, computer or tablet.
As Flame to Smoke first appeared in the Darker Side of Love anthology in 2015. I’ve since given the prose a facelift, and now here it is to stand on its own.
The writing of this novella marked a turning point in my constant inner battle between wanting everyone to like me, and not wanting to censor myself.
It’s also unique in that it might be the only story (aside from The Decline and Fall of Rowland Graves, depending on how a reader wants to look at it) that I’ve written from the point of view of the antagonist. Can you root for a villain?
Excerpt from Act II of As Flame to Smoke:
“I have not been chaste in thought or word, Father.” Her voice lowered, and she brought her mouth near the lattice. “I’ve touched myself. And thought of you.”
“What?” he blurted, against all propriety.
She sent a husky giggle through the screen. “Oh yes. Right here in this church. Right after you left me.”
There was a pause, but then …
A grin split her face. It was way, way out of line for him to have spoken her name like that. And he said it in hushed tones, as if the name alone, overheard, would spill his secrets into public view. The man was a mess: just as she needed him to be.
“Did you miss me, Father Kent?”
Serah stood and stepped out of her side of the booth. And opened the door to his.
The look on that handsome—if inexperienced—face was priceless as his eyes snapped to the door. To the woman joining him in the tiny compartment.
“You can’t be in here!” he said, but she was already shutting the door behind her.