Eric Ross: Stories

A Mel Story
Mel doesn’t do vulnerability—only chaos, climax, and the next wild night. But when an old story opens a new wound, and two women see through the performance, Mel’s world slows down. A night of toys, tongues, and trust becomes something more than a thrill—it becomes a reckoning.

A Mel Story
Poker, bourbon, and blues—Mel’s not just playing to win, she’s here to burn it down. When a crooked bet draws her into a smoky showdown, she schools the table, then drags a drifter out back for a heat-soaked alley brawl of bodies and bravado. Neon hums, the jukebox moans, and Mel rides every beat like a storm in heels. Dirty-talking, whiskey-drenched, and wild to the core—this is one red-hot mama you don’t try to tame.

When timid librarian Timothy Tiddleton is abducted by the fearsome (and insatiable) Captain Mad Molly Tugg, he’s plunged into a world of rigging, rum, and wildly inappropriate nautical education. Bound, teased, and trained by a crew of filthy misfits—including a peg-armed vixen and a parrot who shouts obscenities—Timothy discovers the sea’s true treasure might just be oral historiography.

They met in an alley: wild, reckless, unforgettable. Ginger never meant to fall for Coco’s chaos. Coco never meant to fall for anyone at all. But between stolen nights, whispered dares, and the kind of heat that burns through skin and bone, something unruly grew — something more dangerous than lust. This is not a story about taming a wild thing. It’s a story about becoming wild enough to stay.

When Eleanor challenges Javier to walk the labyrinth he built—blindfolded, bound only by her voice—he enters a maze that’s no longer just hedges and turns, but sentient, seductive, and alive. Guided by her commands and tested by illusions, Javier must surrender more than sight to reach the heart of the maze—and of Eleanor. Mazeheart is a tale of ritual, desire, and the cost of truly being seen.

In 1850s New Orleans, a free woman of color slips into a masked ball with a secret and a smile. Amara knows the rules—but tonight, she chooses to break them. When she draws the gaze of Julien Beaumont, heir to a sugar empire built on stolen lives, desire becomes defiance. In a moonlit courtyard, silk falls, truths burn, and power trembles. She carries Haiti in her bones. He carries chains he doesn’t see. But she does.

A Mel Story
Mel doesn’t just flow—she floods. When a hot yoga instructor with a voice like sandalwood and sin puts hands on her hips, she decides to stretch more than her hamstrings. From cat-cow to climax, Hot Flow, Slow Burn is a breath-slick, dialogue-driven romp through sweat, sass, and sex that’s anything but passive. Who knew enlightenment could be this filthy?

A Mel Story
When Mel slides into a booth with two strangers and a wicked grin, she’s not just ordering a drink—she’s setting the night on fire. What starts with flirtation over bourbon ends in a tangle of limbs, tongues, and heat that won’t quit. No narration, no apologies—just three voices, one unforgettable night, and enough sin to make a preacher sweat. Trouble at Table 3 is filthy, fast, and hot.

On a sultry summer night, Lila stands on her balcony, the ocean crashing in time with her pulse, the lyrics of Crash Into Me curling through the air like smoke. Across the street, Elliot watches—drawn, helpless, hungry. What begins as a gaze becomes a fire neither of them can resist. Desire blooms, bold and unapologetic, in the space between them. When he finally crosses the street...

Every Saturday, Julian visits the farmer’s market for peaches, but it’s Tessa’s ripe teasing and sticky fingers that keep him coming back. When she invites him behind the stall for a private tasting, the shy professor finds himself in a world of honeyed heat, dirty talk, and fruit-soaked pleasure. “Saturday’s Sweetest” is a filthy, sun-drenched romp where the produce isn’t the only thing dripping.