Friday Night - J.S. Michaels Presale

A friend of mine, J.S. Michaels, has another interesting short story for you. This story is about an average woman and her boyfriend after a night out and the adventure they find themselves on the way home. 

A story of true love and honest devotion to one another, even with each other's faults. They explore their fears and dreams of a future together as they deal with a very unusual woman on an average farm in an average rural community. The only thing they have to do is find their way home.

Presale is open, get it and read it now before it is released.



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Sexy Nooner Short - By Mona Shorts

I have been working with my good friend Mona Shorts as of late and we are very happy to show some of her new works. They are all of the short story variety and I must say they are some very sexy nooner shorts, to be honest. See what we did there? They should all be able to be finished on a break at work. It's not a new idea, however, it is a need.

Mona Shorts' stories, as a rule tend, to have a female main character who find - or puts themselves in - peculiar situations. This always leads to a very satisfying sexcapade, she won't let you down. 

So, without any further ado, here are her released and pre-release titles.

In The Stacks      Boss's Secret Room

Our Final Sunset   Secretary Does Lunch

Banging My Daughters Boyfriend        Officer In My Backyard

P.S. "Our Final Sunset" will be available only on Kindle Unlimited.




License To Snort Fish

Joe is a dreamer and like most dreamers, he has worked very hard to put together all of his money to become an entrepreneur. The one thing Joe didn't know was just how determined the government was to help him realize their dream. Now if only he could just get out of his apartment. All of his dreams would come true in this short story by J.S. Michaels. 

A good friend of mine, J.S. Michaels wrote this short story several years ago after talking to a friend of his at work. His friend was a Cuban refugee who came to the United States on a stolen boat, landing in Florida after being rescued by the United States cost guard. He spoke at length about growing up in Cuba during the '70s, '80s & '90s. 

J.S. Michaels realized just how lucky he was to have grown up in the United States, this story serves as a warning to all those who read it. 

Available now for presale at most major retailers.

License To Snort Fish



New Cover Revealed Final

I haven't posted in a while and just been crazy busy year for me. I thought I would leave this here. I'm really happy with how it turned out. It really fits the story.


Finally just about have this finished. Just working on the final edits. Yes, I am way behind on it. However, what I feel may be the best Martian L. Beast book yet is on it's way and its dark erotica. (technically)

Now available at Smashwords

Read an Ebook Week 2019



I wanted to drop a quick post to let you know that all Martin L. Beast books are free this week during Read an Ebook Week 2019. So grab your copies while you can. Just go to my profile here >

Excerpt - Muff Diving for Monsters

"Her fingers deftly popped the top button then slid gingerly down to the next. A gentle flex of her fingers undid the button just below her breasts. She smiled mischievously and parted her shirt, exposing the full swell of each breast. I could only sit there, watching, eager to reach to forward and tear her shirt from her body, yet relishing the suspense held in the movements of her slender hands. Her fingers continued lower, freeing another button, but then stopped at the last one. She paused, obviously enjoying the anticipation building in the expression on my face.

Unwilling to put up with her teasing any longer, I quickly moved forward, crushing her mouth with my own. My tongue slid eagerly between her parted lips as my hands undid that final button, exposing her full breasts to the night air. A cool breeze picked up, making the leaves of the trees about us rustle and stir. I could feel her nipples tighten into hard little nubs beneath my hungry hands. Sliding one hand down, I grasped onto her waist and pulled her tight against me. Carly gasped and sighed into me, her kisses becoming more hurried.

I ran my hand down to the waistband of her jeans and carefully undid the button and zipper. She responded by arching her back and shoved her jeans and panties down off her hips. Leaning back, I helped her free her legs from their confines, then stopped, taking in the sight of her naked flesh."

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Excerpt - Drunk Three

“Oh, Gods.” What the hell. It’s coming for me. She egged herself on, forcing sore muscles to move and carry her up the stairs. She threw her shoulder into the door but missed the push bar. The force of the impact knocked her backward; she bounced off the steel door, nearly falling over.

“Chrissy, you can't hide from me.” The voice singsonged up the stairs.

“Crap!” She looked at the door, this time noticing the push bar. Pushing hard, she went through the door, immediately turned right, and made a beeline for the roof of the bar. I can make it! Her legs pumped hard and she threw her weight forward, pushing off, head back, and cleared the three feet between the buildings with ease.

Landing on the roof of the bar, she twisted her ankle and crumpled, somersaulting across the roof and coming to a stop on her back. The night sky glimmered above her and for a moment she could do nothing but lay there.

“Chrissy! I’m coming for you!”

The voice cut through the numbness overcoming her thoughts, bringing the pain of her fall to the front of her mind. Clumsily, she stood and looked behind her. Oh, fuck. It's coming! She limped to the roof access door; it didn’t move. She tried again, harder until she realized it was locked. Turning around, she could see the creature coming across her building’s roof. What do I do? She tried to get her befuddled mind to turn the problem over. The fire escape! “Yes!”

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