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O: Volume One - Erotic Lesbian Short Stories — An Illustrated Sapphic Anthology (Paperback)

O: Volume One - Erotic Lesbian Short Stories — An Illustrated Sapphic Anthology (Paperback)

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Eight women. Eight worlds. The moment desire stops asking permission.

Last year, bestselling erotic lesbian author Ruby Scott drew thirty-four women in their most intimate moments. This is the first eight, paired with the original ink portraits that began them.

Last year I sat down with a pen and started drawing women. O.

Thirty-four ink portraits in all, every one of them caught in private, every one a stranger I'd somehow already met.

So I asked the women who read my books to name them, and to tell me who she was before the ink met her skin.

This volume is the first eight. Eight erotic lesbian stories about women in the unguarded moment they stop managing their desire, and find themselves gloriously alive.

I drew them. You named them. They did the rest.

Volume One of four.

INSIDE VOLUME ONE

Shannon. Eleven years anchoring the network's late bulletin, and five Tuesdays now of leaving the side door unlocked at 10:45 for an extern she has run out of language to call a colleague.

Adeline. Newly arrived principal of a girls' boarding school six thousand feet above the Garhwal valley in 1920s India, undone in lamplight by a slim volume of Sappho left on her desk without a note.

Sienna. A US combat medic at 0200 in a desert shower block after a medevac that nearly cost her crew, and the Black Hawk pilot who flew them out.

Bailey. A half-Thai chef thirty floors above Bangkok, and the French sous-chef she hired knowing exactly what she was doing.

Rebecca. Afternoon office hours that stopped being office hours weeks ago. A constitutional law professor with an analytical streak, and a student who would do anything she asked.

Rowan. A converted cannery on a Pacific Northwest island, a single mother who has not let herself want anyone in six years, and the non-binary produce driver who arrives every Thursday on the eleven-fifteen ferry.

Vivienne. A Berlin ophthalmologist in a marriage of parallel schedules, and the sculptor whose face she held in her hands in the dark.

Valentina. A New Orleans bar owner who has spent seven years giving people the wanting and keeping the thing itself, until a guitar player from Frenchmen Street walked in and looked away first.

PERFECT FOR READERS WHO LOVE

  • Slow burn to high heat
  • Workplace and forbidden desire
  • Age-gap encounters
  • First-time sapphic experiences
  • Non-binary love interest
  • Combat zone setting
  • International settings
  • Single mother
  • Married woman exploring sapphic desire
  • Sapphic D/s and light BDSM

O: Volume One is the first of four illustrated sapphic anthologies from bestselling erotic lesbian author Ruby Scott. There are twenty-six more women waiting.

If you have read the Awakening of Desire series and wanted to know what Ruby Scott can do in shorter form, O is the answer.

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “Ruby Scott writes desire the way other authors write heartbreak. Quietly devastating, beautifully observant, and impossible to look away from.”

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “The combination of the portraits and the stories makes this feel less like a book and more like holding someone’s private thoughts in your hands.”

Continue the O Collection

O: Volume One is the first of four illustrated sapphic anthologies. Volumes Two, Three and Four will follow as the remaining twenty-six portraits find their names and their stories.The signed prints of every woman in the collection are available as individual fine art prints by request, exclusive to newsletter subscribers for only £19.99. Email me at Ruby@Rubyscott.com with the name of the woman you desire.

More lesbian romance by Ruby Scott

If you enjoy steamy lesbian romance and emotionally intense relationships, you may also love:

  • Awakening of Desire series — a bestselling erotic lesbian romance series exploring dominance, submission, slow burn desire, power exchange, and emotionally intense relationships between women
  • The Healing Hearts series — emotionally rich slow burn sapphic romance with strong women, found family, deep emotional healing, and beautifully earned heat

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “Ruby Scott writes desire the way other authors write heartbreak. Quietly devastating, beautifully observant, and impossible to look away from.” ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “The combination of the portraits and the stories makes this feel less like a book and more like holding someone’s private thoughts in your hands.”

Tell Me More

Last year I drew thirty-four women in their most intimate moments. Then I asked the
women who read my books to name them. This volume is the first eight. Eight spicy
sapphic stories about women in the unguarded moment they stop managing their
desire, and find themselves gloriously alive.

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Full Description

A year ago Ruby Scott set herself a question: what does a woman look like in her most honest
moment, when nobody is watching her and she has stopped curating herself for anyone?

The answer was thirty-four ink portraits, drawn over the course of the year, every one of them
a stranger she had somehow already met. She gave them to the women who read her books
and asked them to do what she could not — to name these women, and to tell her who they
were before the ink met their skin.
O: Volume One is the first eight to be returned to her with names attached, and the first eight
stories she wrote in response.
Eight encounters. Eight intimate portraits printed alongside their stories. Eight women, every
one of them stepping out of the careful, contained life she has been managing and into the
truth of what she wants.
This is character-driven erotic sapphic fiction in its most stripped-back, most intimate form.
Atmospheric and literary. Written for readers who want the unspoken finally made plain, and
the heat that comes when a contained woman lets herself be known.
O: Volume One is the first of four illustrated sapphic anthologies. There are twenty-six more
women waiting.

Themes and Tropes

Erotic sapphic short fiction
Illustrated anthology
Workplace desire
Forbidden attraction
Power-dynamic encounters
Age-gap relationships
Sapphic D/s and light BDSM
First-time sapphic experiences
Married woman exploring sapphic desire
Non-binary love interest
1920s historical setting
Combat zone setting
International / global locations
Single mother
Reader-collaboration project
Original ink art
Character-driven sapphic erotica
Literary erotica

Chapter One Look Inside

SHANNON Inspired by Marisa Buccieri
The red pen has been uncapped for forty minutes and I haven't marked a word.
Tomorrow's rundown lies across the anchor desk in front of me, twenty-three items total, the
overnight ratings for tonight's bulletin clipped to the upper right corner so I can inform
tomorrow's editorial decisions with the discipline that has governed this newsroom for eleven
years. My governance. Eleven years of it and not a day missed.
There is a light on in the research bay.
It has not left my attention since the floor crew dispersed, since James, my floor manager for
nine of those eleven years, packed his bag without looking at me, since the studio contracted
to monitors and cold light and the distant mechanical rhythm from post-production two floors
below. I haven't looked directly at the research bay. I don't need to. I know whose light it is,
whose it has been on every one of the fourteen evenings I have extended my hours beyond
any editorial necessity I could credibly articulate.
Cara Walsh arrived six weeks ago on a Tuesday at nine-fifteen and disagreed with me in front
of seven people before she'd been inside the building forty minutes…

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