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By day, Erica Beale is your average office professional, but by night, she plunges into dark worlds of her creation. Erica is the author behind the Tales Dripping in Crimson series, Decontamination, and The Lady of the Wood series. She shares updates on her latest projects and snippets of her everyday adventures on this site. She also crafts tantalizing flash fictions she likes to call "Quickies." Join Erica for a playful and sensual journey into the realms of dark fantasy and science fiction.
My Latest Works
The Feast of Flesh is a dark fantasy romance novella for readers who crave seductive trials, forbidden devotion, and scorching intimacy woven into a tale of defiance and desire.
Plucked from the slums and caged as a songbird for the fae court, Mara has spent her life obeying their whims. Now, to stand beside the prince who loves her, she must endure the Feast of Flesh, a ritual of silence, temptation, and exquisite sensual torment. Stripped of her voice and laid bare before the watching court, Mara’s body will be touched, tasted, and tested. If she cries out, she will lose everything. If she endures, she will rise from pet to consort.
Aeralis can do nothing but watch, bound by the same cruel traditions that threaten to tear them apart. Yet even in chains, his heart belongs to her. Every breath she takes in silence binds them closer, strengthening a bond that refuses to break.
Dena thought escaping Baltimore meant freedom. Instead, it led her straight into Crimson—a town that doesn’t just hold secrets, but swallows them whole.
She tells herself this is a fresh start, that David, her too-charming, too-possessive boyfriend, is reason enough to stay. Their passion is a wildfire—bright, consuming, impossible to control. But love shouldn’t feel like a battle, and with David, it always does.
Then there’s Kain. Dark, unreadable, impossible to ignore. He watches her like he’s waiting for something—like he knows something.
Because something is hunting her. And the closer she gets to the truth, the clearer it becomes—maybe Crimson didn’t just let her in.
Maybe it called her home...
Looking for something quick, filthy, and just the right kind of wrong?
Smut Snacks is a collection of short, spicy stories pulled from the depths of my brain—where aliens touch for truth, vampires feed for fun, and pleasure doesn’t always come with a safe word.
If you're into steamy sci-fi, twisted fantasy, or just want a dark little snack before bed, you're in the right place.
Welcome to Tales of Erotasy. Let’s get filthy.
