She was supposed to cure the Coronavirus.
Instead… she fell in love with it.Dr Alexa Ashingtonford is a part of a crack team of scientists tasked with finding the cure to the devastating Coronavirus. Little did she know she would end up falling in love with it, in this steamy viral-erotica.
Kissing Coronavirus is a steamy tale about forbidden love and dark desires come to life.
The book is M.J. Edwards debut book, and is her attempt at trying to pay the bills following her job loss. Check her out on Twitter @MJEdwardsAuthor
The “book” is 15 pages, and I fear the bills will remain unpaid. (h/t Hitch)
Diseaseality? Germotica? Microbiality? Man…
We may have to come up with that subgenre label, because this book isn’t alone in the “Personified Coronavirus erotica” field. You ever want to weep for humanity, only to discover that you have no more tears to cry?
Man…I thought that Dino Porn had made me weep. Then of course, the dreaded “Dragon Porn,” which is just creepifying.
Perhaps our new subgenre would be Creeperotica? (Creeper+erotica or Creep+erotica?)
I’m up for other naming suggestions. I had NO idea that this was a thang. I mean…a VIRUS, for the love of Tyr? Really?
And THE CREATIVE EXPRESSION WHICH PROVED THAT HUMANITY AS A WHOLE WAS WORTHY OF EXTINCTION is too unwieldy.
“ELE,” or “End (or Extinction) of Life Event” as a tag…?
I think someone is trying to ride Chuck Tingle’s coat tails…
Rule 34, man!
Yup. When they say “no exceptions,” they MEAN “no exceptions.”