Ewan Stone ✍️🔞
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Self-published British SF/fantasy pervert! 🚀The Lonely Ship Saga - horny space opera 🏰Path of Lyssa - dark ero-fantasy Monthly free stories on my website 📚ewanstone.uk🔞 and ✍️#Literotica🔥.
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I'm Ewan! I write hot 'n heavy SF/fantasy!

🚀The Lonely Ship Saga🌶️
An epic space opera about a ship powered by intimacy.
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First four chapters free on my website!

🏰Path of Lyssa🖤
A grim ero-fantasy about an amnesiac succubus. Free to keep on Smashwords!
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There's a lot of hope in this book ✨ #WIPSnips

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Even back then, the individual days and events were not quite clear in her mind that she could choose a good day with conviction. The best she could do was give her past self enough time to have healed, based on the memories she had of the time, and hope that she was right and landed on a good day.
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The #WIPSnips word for October 12th is "hope" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

This is from my first novel, Charlie. She is recovering from a traumatic emergency medical procedure.
At one point a chaplain came to the room, offering a sympathetic ear if Charlie needed to talk. She ignored him too. When he refused to take no for an answer, Charlie told him that both he and Almighty God could get fucked and never speak to her again. The chaplain nodded and left.
The second week saw the removal of her bandages and she was able to stop wearing the oversized sanitary pads. She was done bleeding. Done forever for that matter. There was a long scar running across the bottom of her stomach between her hips, clouded with hideous green and purple and yellow bruises and the orange stain of antiseptic soap. There was no mirror in the room, but she’d seen it well enough in the shower to know it wasn’t pretty. It shouldn’t be pretty. It was the hole where her hopes and dreams were ripped out of her and discarded.
The doctors thought she was depressed, and perhaps she was, but she didn’t feel depressed. There was absolutely nothing inside her. Not sadness or regret or anger or even confusion. She was an empty vessel. A ghost ship, drifting aimlessly in circles on an indifferent ocean. Nurses and doctors and therapists spoke down to her as if from the mouth of a well that she was at the bottom of, and she had no interest in climbing out.
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It's been a killer writing week. Three projects on the go is not my choice, but two of them are close to done and they read great 😃 If the rest of this month goes well, I might even have the capacity to do a generic non-affliated novel-writing month for November!

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'hope', from Black Husk. During a jump through subspace, Marcus checks in with the eponymous digital intelligence living in the ship.

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Time slowed to a crawl for organic life in the endless whorl of subspace, but digital life could think much faster. Looking about, Marcus saw the perfect stillness of Avalynne, Fei and Lilith at their stations. Then back, towards Rune and the three children, who moved within the void.And one more too. Rune was staring at the black smudge of non-light crouched down by the bridge doors, and Marcus joined her. Husk hadn’t chosen to be human. Was that because they didn’t consider Marcus and Rune to be their family? Who were they, really? Did they even know?Marcus pushed those thoughts to one side as he took in the formless shape of his one hundredth offspring, and he smiled.“I hope this isn’t too weird for you, Husk,” he said. At his words, Griffon, Robin and Altair all caught sight of the shadowy form as well, and quickly ceased their conversation. “Jumping to subspace, I mean. Sorry if it feels a bit strange.”Something in the inky black looked back at him, and Husk said, [NICE]“Well, alright then,” laughed Marcus. “That’s good to hear.”
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The #WIPSnips word for October 12th is "hope"

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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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“I had heard of this ‘succubus’ story before in my study of human folklore, but I didn’t really see the appeal,” she said as she relaxed into the mattress. “They eat lust, do they? It sounds like a good way to make a poor man afraid of sex. But I think I understand now. It’s less like a predatory vampire, more like a… a farm animal being milked.”
“That’s not sexy, though,” Marcus said, rolling onto his side next to her.
“Really? Then I guess I don’t understand.” Rune snuggled up beside him.
“Thank you,” said Marcus as he embraced her. “That was really nice. I think I needed it.”
“You’re very welcome.”
“But for the record, vampires are sexy too.”
Rune rolled her eyes as she kissed his cheek. “I’ll never understand humans,” she laughed.
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'welcome', from Black Husk. While accepting the service of the serpent knight Sakir, Marcus has his first encounter with a psychic blade.

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“Captain, if thou wishest to claim Sakir’s allegiance, then tradition dictates that thou must touch his blade.”

Marcus nodded, and looked down at the proffered weapon. Drawn from its sheath, Sakir’s prismatic blade was a made of shifting, colourful metal, like oil on the surface of water. The metal warped and mixed under his eyes and made his head ache. The powerful force emanating from it caused his consciousness to drift. He had to look away.

“Alright, then,” he said, and steeled himself. “Welcome to the Black Husk, Sakir.”

He reached out and brushed the blade with his fingertips. And suddenly, he was untethered from his physical form. For a shocking instant, Marcus floated free of his body and stared down at himself from high up near the reception hall’s ceiling. He was… flying? No, big. He was big! He was so much bigger than he’d realised!

Marcus lurched away from the oily sword at once, and he snapped back into himself with a sickening roll in his stomach. Rune held on to him with a worried expression.

But for a wonder, Sakir was smiling when he rose up to his full height and slipped his sword back into place under his armguard. He clearly hadn’t realised Marcus’ body would react like that, and he had seen nothing.

“I thank thee, Lord Marcus. Verily, I believe we have a better chance of success now that thy hand leads me. I must away to collect my belongings for our journey to the Middle Tier.”
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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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Sakir beamed. “My old duty! Does the lantern in the cellar still stick around its access valve, perchance?”
“Nay, the lantern in the cellar is electric, not oil,” said the girl.
“O-Oh, I see. Of course. It was high time for a replacement. Yes…”
Marcus felt sorry for the serpent bodyguard, whose hunched shoulders and heavy sighs gave away just how out of his own depth he felt in his old home. He looked like he was trying hard to make his body smaller, aware of how large he was now compared to his stature in his youth. And Marcus thought of Earth. He’d not been away for as long as Sakir had from the place of his birth, but still. He’d grown plenty in that time. Would Earth feel small to him too, if he ever went back?
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The #WIPSnips word for October 11th is "welcome"

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'prize', from Black Husk. During an away team soirée on an alien station, Avalynne considers her confusing feelings for her captain.

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This was very difficult. Avalynne smiled as best she could, then turned her face away. One moment, Marcus was cool and collected and standing alone. The next, he was nestling himself back into her arms. The poor boy could not make up his mind. Especially not with the dulling influence of the drugs in the alcohol making him less concerned with consequence.
That would not be a problem, provided Avalynne could also make up her mind. Then she would put her foot down either way. But when she was feeling honest with herself, she had to admit it. She still hoped that one day, Marcus would give her another chance in his heart of his own volition. She had no idea what would need to happen to make that work, not with Rune so lovely and intelligent alongside him. A prize dearly won, that girl. There was no way Marcus would be fool enough to let her go now. But something else could happen. Something to shift the balance to allow another participant in his arms and in his bed. It would need to be big, to put Avalynne ahead of Fei, his cute maid, and Lilith, the mother of his child…
But Avalynne was not a dreamer by nature. This idle wondering didn’t sit well in her blood. She itched to make her wishes into realities. And that wasn’t right of her. She wasn’t Captain Avalynne of the Ultraviolet any longer. She wasn’t bull-headed, stubborn, arrogant, selfish or violent any longer. She did not always get what she wanted.
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The #WIPSnips word for October 10th is "prize"

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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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“Was that what I think it was?” she giggled. “Were we getting propositioned by a prostitute?”
“A ‘byne, my lady,” said Sakir, rubbing his eyes. “She is a resident of the Golden Halls, I understand based on her manner of dress. The foremost concubine residence in the Quilted quarter. Do not let the gilding of that place fool thee, Lady Avalynne. Her work is naught but debauchery.”
“Okay, thanks for the warning,” Avalynne grinned. “And just so I’m super safe from the influence of this den of iniquity, the Golden Halls are in which direction?”
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'battery', from Black Husk. Hasegawa gets shaken down by some local goons.

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“Is this your work?”
Reynard was pointing over at the unfinished projects on the table by the cooler, Hasegawa saw with deep relief. To these three idiots, Corvus probably looked like just a ball of black scrap. Hasegawa wouldn’t know what he’d do if they threatened to take the sophont away as collateral.
Instead, Asher the slime lumbered over to the table and lifted the car battery easily in one big, yellow hand. He made a lacklustre show of examining the item with his little, black eyes. Then he let it drop to the concrete. Three of the sequence gears snapped off and bounced away with a tinkle of metal. Hasegawa suppressed a flinch of machine-sympathy.
“Aw, Ash! You big goof!” Sigurd laughed. “You went and broke the professor’s toy!”
“You work with a lot of fragile stuff, don’t you?” Reynard asked him. “I bet there’s all kinds of nasty little accidents that could set you back in your line of work. You could really do with some peace and quiet, am I right?”
This had gone far enough. Corvus was clicking again.
“Three-sixty?” Hasegawa sighed.
“You have it?”
“Not right now. Five cycles.”
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The #WIPSnips word for October 9th is "battery"

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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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Meanwhile, Fei was stirring sleepily.
“Bath,” she said.
They all laughed quietly at this simple statement. “You want a bath on the ship, Fei?” asked Avalynne.
“Yes,” said the cat. She still hadn’t opened her eyes. “Wet.”
They waited patiently for Fei to explain what that last bit meant, but as they did, she began snoring.
“So fucking cute,” said Avalynne. “Captain? Your answer?”
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Check out these awesome LGBT sci fi books! My superhero book is part of this!

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Scam alert: there's an IngramSpark impersonator at ingramsparkbookpublishers dot com. Part of a wave of publishing/ghostwriting scams from Pakistan that hijack authors looking to self-publish--they often "borrow" well-known publisher names but this one also "borrows" the real IngramSpark's logo
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Draft one of Laymen 4 is done! It's a longer chapter than the others, but I like the chemisty between Elliot and his cute witch friend, and I wanted to play in that space for a bit longer.

Plus, the horny bit is pretty involved. I like it so far.

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'dungeon' (going with 'gaol'), from Black Husk. Sakir calls HQ to update on his investigation before heading to the planet's surface.

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“Still, that is useful,” Sakir said. “When I speak with the First Foreman, I shall ask him of this curious term with renewed impetus.”
“Rather thee than I, Sakir,” Berron chuckled. “Speed of steel to thee in thine descent.”
“Thank you.”
“Oh, but before thou runneth off to choke upon the fucking air of Tier Zero,” he added. “Foreman-Regent Keyran of House Aniranas did come by our humble gaol in the dead of last night.”
“He did?” asked Sakir with narrowed eyes. “To what end?”
“To speak about thee, Sakir. To ask after thy wellbeing. And to ask me whether I considered thee a noble sort.”
Sakir chuckled, since he could think of no better way to react. “Whatever could the Foreman-Regent think to accomplish with such questioning?”
“Nay, I know not. However, if thou needeth additional reason to make thy return speedy, there it is.”
“There it is,” Sakir repeated with a sigh. “Thank you.”
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Still under the weather today, and my nose sounds like a bloody Geiger counter 😷
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The #WIPSnips word for October 8th is "dungeon"

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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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But Sakir looked across Guild Square at her now and saw the coy glimmer of her slanted eyes as she laughed at something Lord Marcus had said to her. She claimed that there was naught between them, that they did not have ‘bynes on the Black Husk, as Sakir had assumed her role to Lord Marcus had been. But still… still, why fix her eye on him so? And why should he receive her gaze with such joyous accommodation?
Lady Avalynne claimed to be a free agent in romance. But to accept her advance without proper consideration would hurt his new liege. Of that, Sakir had no doubt. And so, up came the shields once more. Avalynne would have no more of his failing will. No matter how sweet her smile.