Eric Ross: Blog

After the rollicking debauchery of Release the Kraken, I couldn’t resist takin’ another swing o’ the cutlass at the high seas of smut. And thus was born The Lusty Barnacle: A Scholar’s Plunder—a bawdy, wind-blown romp where rum flows freely, trousers vanish mysteriously, and no riggin’ is safe from a thorough ravishing.

Our tale begins when mild-mannered librarian’s assistant Timothy Tiddleton finds himself abducted by the infamous Captain Mad Molly Tugg—red-haired temptress, terror of the tropics, and wielder of a jewel-encrusted strap-on known only as Poseidon’s Wrath. Before he can say “nautical metaphor,” Timothy’s been tied to a mast, licked mango pulp off a map, and charted Nancy’s glowing ass for buried treasure.

What follows is a mess of cannonball oiling, topographical cunnilingus, enchanted sex toys, and a sea shanty so obscene it made a gull drop dead from shock. There’s a sentient doubloon that sings. A parrot with no moral compass. And a finale that involves pegging, poetry, and the phrase “Ego sum pirata!” shouted mid-orgasm.

If ye like yer smut with salt, slapstick, and a hint of sorcery, hoist the mainsail and dive in.

And remember, me hearties—if ye laugh, gasp, or find yer sash suddenly damp, send me a bottle o’ rum or shout “spank me pegleg!” at the moon. She’ll hear. She always does.

Cap’n Eric

For those who haven’t checked out my latest serial, Afterglow, here’s a quick recap.

In Chapter 1, Ginger meets Coco fucking a stranger in an alley. She invites him in. He steps forward. Everything changes.

In Chapter 2, they reconnect in a Bellevue café, and after some filthy talk, they’re tangled together in the bathroom. It’s fast, bold, and impossible to forget.

Now, in Chapter 3, Ginger takes Coco hiking on Mount Rainier. The trail is steep, the banter shameless, the sex spectacularly wet and muddy under a storm-blasted rock. But what matters is what comes after—when Coco lets her guard drop just long enough to show something raw and real… and then pulls the curtain closed again.

The mountain doesn’t offer answers. But it leaves them both marked.

Chapter 3 is live.

—Eric

Some stories burn through you before you even realize you’re writing them.

Afterglow is one of those stories.

I’m thrilled — and a little terrified — to finally introduce you to Afterglow, my latest novel, and to two of my favorite characters I’ve ever created: Ginger and Coco.

What’s Afterglow About?

It begins in a shadowed alley, with a reckless encounter between two strangers — Ginger, the steady, stubborn software guy who’s spent too long burying his wild side under Zoom calls and routines, and Coco, the untamed, silver-haired siren who drifts through life chasing thrill after thrill, never letting anyone get too close.

What starts as raw, physical chemistry quickly spills into something messier, deeper, and far more dangerous: real emotion.

Their story spans coffee shops, storm-drenched mountaintops, mirrored hotel rooms, Parisian rooftops, Rio’s Carnival streets, and the stillness of a glacier in Iceland — always on the edge of breaking, always chasing the afterglow of something they’re terrified to name: love.

Afterglow is a novel about chasing the fire, surviving the burn, and learning how to stay when every instinct tells you to run.

It’s filthy. It’s tender. It’s the kind of love that doesn’t ask you to tame yourself — it asks you to burn brighter.

About the Characters

Ginger — Freckled, stubborn, and more vulnerable than he knows, Ginger is the kind of man who follows the people he loves into the storm — and learns he’s stronger for it.

Coco — Wild, radiant, and haunted by old griefs, Coco has built her life on running. But Ginger challenges her to stop — not by caging her, but by keeping pace with her until she’s ready to rest.

They wreck each other beautifully. And maybe, just maybe, they save each other too.

More to Come

Afterglow is just the beginning.

I’ve been living with these characters for a long time — working through their scars, their triumphs, and the messy, gorgeous ways they grow together.

I’m excited to share that three more novels featuring Ginger and Coco are already in various stages of completion. Their story doesn’t end with Afterglow — it deepens, expands, and tests them in ways they (and maybe even I) didn’t see coming.

If you love raw, dirty, beautiful love stories about two people daring to be seen — and daring to stay — you’ll want to stick around for the next chapters.

Thank you for being part of this wild, wonderful ride. I can’t wait for you to meet Ginger and Coco the way I have — in all their wrecked, burning, stubborn, brilliant glory.

Chapter 1 (and shortly) Chapter 2 are already up. Enjoy!

– Eric

Mazeheart is my newest story.

When I set out to write Mazeheart, I wanted to create an erotic fantasy where the setting itself became a living, breathing force. Hedge mazes are fascinating—symbols of mystery, entrapment, and hidden desire—but what if the maze wasn’t just a backdrop? What if it wanted something too?

In Mazeheart, the labyrinth Javier built for his patron Eleanor rises against him, alive with its own will, testing, tempting, and ultimately binding him to Eleanor in a tale of surrender, discovery, and transformation.

I hope you enjoy it.

Eric

Yesterday morning, I posted the final chapter of The Veil of Shadows.

Thank you to everyone who read my first novella, and an extra thank you to those who voted or added it to your libraries—the feedback has meant more than I can say.

I wrote The Veil of Shadows as an erotic journey through shame, vulnerability, resilience, and redemption. At its heart, it’s a story of transformation—how desire, pain, and trust can forge new identities from old wounds. These themes resonate deeply with me, reflecting parts of my own journey, though without the kink that drives Elise and Rowan’s world.

Across twelve chapters, Elise and Rowan navigate a world where judgment is swift and intimacy is dangerous. The story opens with themes of injustice, obedience, and human frailty, as Elise steps into a secret club that both mirrors and defies the rigid expectations she was raised with. As she and Rowan collide and connect, they confront their shared sorrows and discover unexpected community.

The middle arc wrestles with compassion, failure, and the fierce, unglamorous work of reclaiming power after collapse. Their erotic connection becomes more than pleasure—it becomes a crucible for healing, defiance, and purpose—culminating in public acts that transform shame into pride.

The final chapters dive even deeper into vulnerability, sacrifice, and ultimate self-giving, culminating in a redemptive, hopeful way forward, where past pain becomes the raw material for creation.

Elise and Rowan don’t simply escape their cages—they transform them into art, into love, into something fierce and free.

I wanted The Veil of Shadows to be unapologetically sensual, ruthlessly emotional, and, most of all, deeply human. Because what is more human, after all, than love and sexuality?

Eric