Mother, Wife, Business Woman and yes, Erotic Writer By Renee Field

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Mother, Wife, Business Woman and yes, Erotic Writer

By Renee Field

Are you like me holding a secret tight to your heart? Maybe you are. Maybe you’re just like me—mother, wife, business woman, and erotic writer. More and more of us secret sex writers are coming out of the closet. There had been a time I said to people, oh I write romance but guess what, now I tell them I also write erotic romance. A few moms at my school actually asked me what erotic romance was. Politely I explained I write about passion with frank language. Yes, ladies I call it like I see it. I told them I write stories which highlight sex between women and men and sometimes yes, I write about ménages. Okay, this is when all the moms usually get really interested in what I write and I come back the next day to give them my bookmarks. They, like me, can’t seem to resist a hunky man on the cover.

I tell them all how I started writing romance and my Ellora’s Cave editor asked me if I’d consider writing erotic. I laughed at first but then started reading erotic and was I ever hooked. I loved it and I thought, yes, I can write that. I think the most liberating thing I’ve discovered in my erotic writing journey is how supportive most women are. I’m not sure that would have been the case twenty years ago. Now, that’s changed. With ebooks, more women readers are stepping out of their own closets and downloading erotic books. Being an erotic writer is fun and I love being able to add passion to my books.

And, I’m thrilled to announce that this month my 10th Ellora’s Cave book was released. Kissed is a full-length contemporary paranormal and while set in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia there’s also the world of the Fey I’ve created.

Below is an excerpt from Kissed:


Kissed Book blurb:

The sweet, innocent lips of a Highland lass awakes something fierce within Cael’s damned heart and the discovery that she’s part Tuatha—a human-fairy hybrid—unlocks something even more potent in her blood. One kiss sends Tara’s normal life out the window. The plunder of the man’s skillful mouth awakens a sexual pulse within her that she has no control over.

Damned by his queen, Cael knows he’s also cursed by the fates who have unwittingly tossed an innocent into his skillful, erotic hands. Worse, the secret Tara’s withholding from him is a matter of life and death for both his homeland, Tir Nan Og, and Earth.

One kiss unleashes desire, burning arousal and the unknown. He was fairy cursed…damned to the eternal plane of Earth, looking to end his life for good. One kiss leads to the awakening of an innocent’s passion. One kiss could destroy two worlds



“I know you.”

His gravelly, hard-edged voice left her wanting to rub a finger over his lips. She felt his warm, large hands span her waist to help keep her standing upright as she bent to dislodge her stuck boot.

The feel of his hands on her waist through the puffy confines of the feather-down jacket caused her body to hum all over. Not good, not good at all. Why couldn’t I have stumbled on an old man? Nope, I stumble across one drop-dead gorgeous hunk. Too bad he stinks to high heaven. Then again, that’s probably not a bad thing because I don’t know this man…a warning I should heed.

She laughed this time. “I don’t think so. We’ve never been introduced. Trust me, I’d remember.” Boot unstuck, she slipped it back onto her cold foot.

“You speak my language.”

Instinctively she stilled, frozen to the spot. He spoke her grandmother’s secret language. The lilt of his words flowed like a sensual stream off his tongue, evoking a sharp intake of breath on her behalf. A flash of a tall, angry, imposing man jumped into her mind. A thought that she should have run when she had the chance caused her heart to accelerate. But none of that mattered. She was nicely caught, held by tempting hands whose thumbs were stroking her jacket, distracting her earlier thoughts. “A bit,” she answered back in English.

“Well, well, well, my night just got better.”

He crushed her body up close and personal to his muscular frame and lowered his lips to her mouth before she could protest. She knew then she should scream. Instead her mind digested the taste of rum and something wild and exotic like the combined taste of cinnamon and cardamom. A part unknown within her urged her to yield to it. She fought with herself not to bend her body to his large, hard frame. Luckily all she could smell was skunk. But even that didn’t matter as much anymore.

What was happening to her had never happened before. Sure, she’d been kissed a few times, but not like this. Not by a man who knew what it meant to be a lover. Not by a man whose lips were molding her own to his, demanding she comply, willing her to open to her own passion. His tongue stroked her own, dancing and dueling with hers, forcing her mouth to yield to his skill. A skill that should have shocked her. Instead, she welcomed it, tilting her head, adjusting her stance without thought to accommodate his desires. Tasting, taking…feeling the rush of sexual power that fueled their mingled breaths. His powerful hands roamed up and under her coat to clutch her back. The heat of his flesh scorched her, fueling a rush of warmth below, causing her to want to rub her legs around his thighs. She whimpered, lust and need swamped her senses, making her dizzy.

“Ahh, that’s what I thought. There’s more of my kind in you than you know.”

His tone was quiet and mocking. Abruptly, he backed away. Tara shivered from his absence as the cold wind of the night brought common sense back to her.


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10 thoughts on “Mother, Wife, Business Woman and yes, Erotic Writer By Renee Field

  1. Hi Renee. Great that you’re finding folks are more accepting of the genre in public. Of course, there’s always been excellent pocketbook support. No matter what readers admit to out loud, they’ve bought up these delicious stories like the yummy candy it is.

    Another lovely spotlight, Cynthia. Thanks.

  2. Thanks so much Cynthia for having me on your blog today. And thanks Roxy for the support. Yes, erotic writers rock and it’s nice we’re finally getting the support. We all like a little yummy candy in our lives – lol

  3. Loved this article! The snippet on my twitter page says ‘Mother, Author, Wife – usually in that order’. I recently came out of the closet to my real life friends and family too, and was surprised how positive the response was. There was a lot of ‘so THAT’s what you were doing on your computer at all those soccer practices.’ Yup. 😉

  4. Renee, I’ve always admired your bold use of your own name on your erotic romance as well as your fantasy writing. There’s lots of reasons to use a pen name, with marketing-to-genre-specific certainly being one of them, and as you say 20 years ago it would have seemed safer and wiser to use one for erotic writing.

    However, it’s a different world now, and I’m glad that you and other writers like you feel well-deserved pride in claiming your own novels under your own name.

  5. Hi Renee,,,we on the shore are so proud to say ,,she comes from the Eastern Shore ,,congrats..enjoy the fame that will be all yours..Linda..your Mom’s friend..

  6. Great excerpt and post! Congrats on your new release, Renee!! It sounds like a wonderful story. That is one sexy cover! I was never that interested in erotic romance until about 2 or 3 years ago. I cannot get enough of them now! 😉
    Thank you for sharing and for the opportunity to read one of your stories.

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