Enjoy the teaser from chapter 1 of Unwitting Sacrifice, my erotic Lovecraftian horror novella, coming from Under the Moon November 2008. First as an eBook, then later as a print chapbook. Think of the Deep Ones, but with sex included.
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Go beyond the usual, instead take the unusual that stretches the boundaries and find romance with Sapphire Phelan's aliens, werewolves, vampires, fairies, and other supernatural/otherworldly heroes and heroines.



Lisa Selvey moved to Necro Bay, just on the outskirts of Chesapeake, Virginia. She moved there because of its reputation for peace and quiet. To free herself of her nightmares. But her nightmares were just beginning. . .
Necro Bay was just your average American seaside town. The house she bought a normal home. The handsome man, Jacob Lindan that she met, nothing more than a sexually attractive man that whose touch made her mad with desire.
Things nightmarishly changed and made her wonder about it all. Made her wonder if she was going crazy. Made her wonder if something lurked in the shadows.


A person who gives herself, who loses innocence to a stranger will become changed. Unfortunately, how true that was. Lisa Selvey found that out to her cost, too late.

Even now, as she’d look outside her window tonight, and see a slight flash of a tentacle out of the corner of her eye. Two small glowing orbs...a pair of watchful eyes...that simply vanish the very second that she noticed them. Faster even. It's times like this that she knew he was watching. Waiting. Calling her back to that place. Perhaps giving her a last chance to return willingly, before he swept her up like the divine hands of God Himself. Or the hands of the Devil even. The strange thing is...a large part of Lisa knew that she belonged with him and the others. Maybe...even envied their perfection. Such a conflict to go through on a restless night like this. She leaned against the window sill and remembered. That terrible time of madness.

And yet, full of sensuous eroticism, as her body shuddered with longing.