Eric Ross: Blog

I know. I said The Desert Yes was the penultimate chapter. Then I told you The Stillness After was the final pause. But this—this—is the real ending.

(Okay, technically there’s still a short coda tomorrow. But let’s let this one have its moment.)

Today, we reach the summit.

In Chapter 12 of Afterglow, Ginger and Coco lace up their boots and head into New Zealand’s wild. One year after that alley, they return to the trail—but this time, they arrive not with chaos, but with clarity. It’s the culmination of a year of trust-building, of learning when to push, when to wait, when to stay.

This isn’t just another sex scene. It’s about a different kind of surrender. A conscious one. A vulnerable one. Coco offers Ginger the last door she’s kept closed—not because she owes him, but because she wants to. And Ginger meets her there, not as a conqueror, but as a partner.

Now, while I’ve written steamy scenes before, Afterglow was the first time I tried to weave emotional exposure in so explicitly. Let's face it, it's not too difficult to write a raunchy orgy (like yesterday's A Mother's Day Ablaze), but I struggle with writing about the emotional connection.

That’s where you come in.

I’d love your feedback.

Did the ending land for you? Was it the right mix of heat and heart? Did it feel earned, or did I drift too close to sentimental? Be honest—I’m listening. And I’m learning.

Read Chapter 12 now: The Summit

Eric

P.S. And join me tomorrow for the final final final (really final) word.

Okay. I lied.

Yesterday I said The Desert Yes was the penultimate chapter of Afterglow. But technically, this isn’t a chapter. It’s an interlude. Which means I didn’t lie—I just… took creative liberties. Like Coco with boundaries.

Before the final chapter, there had to be this.

The Stillness After isn’t about sex. It’s about what happens when the adrenaline wears off. When the storms stop. When you wake up at 4 a.m. with your shoes on and your body halfway out the door.

It’s the quietest installment in the series—and maybe the most intimate. No stage lights. No firelight. Just a kitchen. A mug of tea. A woman learning how to stay. A man choosing to hold still.

This is the inhale before the ending.

Eric

You remember the story, right? Blonde girl. Three bears. Some porridge, a nap, a startled dash out the front door.

But what if that wasn’t the whole truth?

In The Goldilocks Hypothesis, Goldilocks isn’t some lost little girl—she’s a curious, clever woman with a hunger that can’t be satisfied by oatmeal alone. And the three “bears”? Let’s just say they come in different shapes, sizes, and temperaments… and she’s determined to find the one that feels just right—or maybe all of them.

This grown-up reimagining of the classic fable blends humor, heat, and intellectual spark into a modern fairytale that’s anything but tame.

You’ll never look at a cottage in the woods the same way again.

Eric

We’ve nearly reached the end.

In this penultimate chapter of Afterglow, Ginger and Coco step into the quiet vastness of the Sahara—and something settles. After ten months of wild nights, close calls, and almost-goodbyes, they find themselves alone under the stars, surrounded by silence and heat, with nowhere left to run.

What unfolds in the tent isn’t just sex—it’s a surrender. Languid, tender, and reverent. Coco softens, not just in her body, but in her voice, her gaze, her willingness to stay. For the first time, the woman who’s always kept one foot out the door lets herself be held—and holds back.

There’s heat, yes. Sweat, breath, bare skin pressed close. But there’s also stillness. Clarity. A whispered “you’re mine” that lands not as possession, but as belonging.

This is the chapter where trust becomes touchstone. Where desire deepens into something quieter, richer, and more enduring.

Read Chapter 11 now: The Desert Yes

The final chapter awaits.

Eric

In The Locket and the Fire, Mel hits a street market looking for spice, flirtation, and maybe a little trouble. What she finds is a silver locket and a vendor who won’t take money—only stories.

Mel delivers: a rooftop hookup, a barroom betrayal, a carousel climax under police lights. But when the final tale unlocks a family secret, the stakes turn personal.

This one’s about lust, legacy, and the heat we carry from the women who came before us.

Now live. Come for the chaos. Stay for the burn.

Eric

P.S. Check out all the previous Mel stories if you don't know our heroine. Short, punchy, dialog driven.