Category: Pulp

Louise W. King | The Day We Were Mostly Butterflies | Women truck drivers

Olivia | Olivia | The story of a love that dared not tell its name

‘FIRST LOVE. Here is a warm and tender story of a young girl’s first awakening to love – a l

Vin Packer | Spring Fire | Her silky black hair. Her low-cut gown. Her sparkling sorority pin. It’s autumn rush in the Tri Epsilon house, and the new pledge, Susan Mitchell-‘Mit

Marcia Howard Coleman | Lesbo Beach | There was no end to her perverted passion. She had to have more, more, more!

Mike Richardson | Savage Sinner | First Line(s)

Sprawled on the powdered-sugar whiteness and softness of the Gulf beach sand, soaking up the warm winter sun, he tried not to t

Noel O’Hara | A Time to Love | Her married life was drab until she answered the call of the Mardi Gras, and found a great love.

Back cover :

‘ONLY A WOMAN COULD LOVE LI

Douglas Lake | The Immoral Wife | We are unable to provide a description at this time.

Van Phillips | Passion’s Puppet | Rene was a wild chick who took on anything and everything. She was built for sex and loved it, no matter what kind or who made it

Michael Storme | A Corpse Spells Danger | NICK CRANLEY does it again! Gangsters, gamblers and gay gals tangle him up for a fare-the-well. The gals are something from out of this world a set of

Frederic Mullally | Marianne | ‘She was death and desire, sheer delight and utter depravity.’

‘ What was Marianne’s obsession? What drove her from lover to lover, from man