Eventide: Past, Present, and Passion

"When she awoke before dawn, it was to the feel of someone else in the cabin with her. A sensation she couldn’t name, even through the haze of fatigue and the chill that licked at her beneath the blankets. Her pulse was sharp in her head, but sharper still was the faint trace of footfalls beyond the curtain. Silent now, but she had heard it. Not a dream, she told herself. She had no dreams anymore…"

After her husband died, she felt all her sense of the future fade to grey, unable to touch even the memories of how happy she'd been. But as the shadow of that future closed in around her, it took a stranger to show her which way to turn to seek the light again...

This 12,000-word erotic novelette is a graphically detailed story of romance and sexuality, exploring first-time sex, one-night stands, and sexual healing. It is intended for adults only.

EXCERPT (SFW)

She was motionless, helpless. Her arms were at her side, legs spread, not moving despite how strongly she was willing them to swim, just swim.

She was a strong swimmer, though not as strong as he had been. They would take to the water in the heat of the afternoon, splashing naked when it was them alone and when Eloise was young, playing in the high-tide pools.

Had she swum in this pool before? She must have done. He must have done, they must have swum here together. But when she looked for him now, he wasn't there.

She remembered as he was dying, those last days at the hospice, the question that had rooted deep beneath the sorrow that filled her heart and mind.

If the first parts of her life had been wasted before meeting him, what did that mean for the rest of her life now that he was gone?

He was there suddenly.

She felt him strong against her, felt his iron arms beneath her helpless shoulders. He was pulling her, swimming with her, and as her head cleared the water, she felt a sudden jolt of fear that drove her against him, sent her arms and legs into spasms.

"Don't fight," he shouted, and she sensed the fear in his voice that had changed it somehow. Made it deeper, darker than she remembered. But she felt him this time. Felt his arm tight against her breasts, felt his breath coming strong and steady at her ear...

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MUSE OF SHADOW is a producer and purveyor of no-holds-barred erotic literature -- couple-friendly and written for people who believe that the imagination is the most important component of human sexuality. Our books are written to provide a workout for those most sensual muscles of the mind.

Caelyn Alba is a pseudonym responsible for the writing of erotic fiction and memoirs, much of it in conjunction with husband Sean Gerard Leah. In real life (when she can figure out what that is), she teaches humanities in the Pacific Northwest.

Sean Gerard Leah (though he more often works under a cleverly similar name) is a Boston-born, Seattle-based novelist, poet, journalist, and editor. With his wife Caelyn Alba, he is a founding partner of the erotic-lit publishing house Muse of Shadow.