The Red Dragon Bed

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*****Amazon REVIEWS

on 13 February 2015
If you are an old man and want to feel a spark in your life – read this book. If you are a young man and want to genuinely know how the opposite sex thinks and feels – read this book. If you are a young woman questioning life – read this book. If you are an older woman looking for companionship – read this book. If you are alive and want to feel more alive – you guessed it READ THIS BOOK!’’
on 13 February 2015
It seamlessly blurs the line between fiction and autobiography. Every woman should be able to relate and every man is guilty in part especially when he wants to have sex. I like the way it hits you between the eyes emotionally from the start and keeps your attention without too much waffle. This will touch a nerve with anyone male or female who reads it’’
Ian
46
London
on 17 November 2015
Deeply involving, highly erotic, sublimely poetic and sensual, this is an adult fairy tale about dragons and princesses, the longing for eternal life, the tragedy of unfulfilled love, man against his demons.
Another supremely well written book by Victoria Mosley who is emerging as one of our brightest modern British writers.
on 14 February 2015
A sensual delight. A fantastical journey, an erotic dream of a book, what a pleasure to read Victoria Mosley’s poetic writing. She is surely a writer on the brink of fame, don’t miss this! Order for your lover, partner, for Valentine’s day or any day!

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Your wildest erotic fantasy just became real.

A being that offers untold pleasure but also demands a fatal price.

‘’This is a must have book: erotic literature at its most provocative and compelling.’’

(Alexis Johnson. Reader)

‘’ Victoria’s writing showcases her poetic skills very well, and there’s a lovely, ephemeral quality to the erotic scenes throughout – Victoria’s so good at creating an atmosphere of hazy, dreamlike sensuality.’’

Editor Headline.

‘’A sensual delight. A fantastical journey, an erotic dream of a book, what a pleasure to read Victoria Mosley’s poetic writing. She is surely a writer on the brink of fame, don’t miss this’’

Julia Macmillan founder of Toy Boy Warehouse.

The novel traverses the cinematic landscape of continents and timescales and charts the erotic awakening of three women linked by the beautiful Red and Gold lacquer Dragon Bed head given as a present to the Lady Uya, Royal Concubine to the Emperor of China in the forbidden city of Peking in 1676. The bed is a creation of

 

The Dragon Lord

‘’ He has created Empires and listened to them crumble; now it is only the call of love that can wake him and send him on his next journey. He stirs in his sleep and the great wings fold around him as a golden chrysalis which brings forth his human form. He is hungry for pleasure, hungry for the soft sweet taste of a love. His long cold fingers twitch and stir remembering the places where they love to travel to touch, to coax, to burn their ecstasy into the body of a woman.’’

Jenni is a modern-day  divorcee and she and her teenage son are relocating from London to the seaside where she has found the fateful bed in a corner of the attic of her new house and is beginning to be beguiled by her exquisitely sensual dreams

‘’It’s a dream where she can come to no harm and it feels so good, this being who loves her. This being who is worshiping the contours of her body with a skill that leaves her without thought until she becomes only sensation. Her thighs are wet with wanting him and she clenches and unclenches her inner muscles waiting for what is to come. His tongue seems to reach through her mouth into her very brain and pull out the nerve endings so that her body is a humming wand vibrating with a frequency that makes her heart beat so fast that she thinks it may burst.’’

The house that she buys was formerly lived in by the beautiful and fey twenty year old Constance in 1863 and soon Jenni finds that she is not the only lover of the powerful creature that visits her at night and that she may never recover from the touch of his fingers or the depth of the orgasmic fulfillment that he brings her.

 Prologue

China

       Deep beneath the grey green waters of the lake he sleeps and dreams the dreams of a thousand days or a thousand years, he has no perception of the tricks and trials of time. The waters that lap above his Kingdom are occasionally disturbed by a diving cormorant, or the punting pole of a local fisherman. Sometimes the roar of a storm ruffles the water and permeates into the darkness deep below the daylight world. It was always like this, he has been here since the beginning of it all when the land was hot and burning like the fire of his breath, like the molten desire that always burns in his belly.  Back then he rode the lava flows from the core of the liquid earth to the heights of the mighty Himalayas.

To the people here in the Middle Kingdom he is the Dragon Emperor to other cultures he is the Annunaki, or the one who came from beyond to seed the earth.  He himself has created Empires and listened to them crumble; now it is only the call of love that can wake him and send him on his next journey. Until then he inhabits the dreams of those who come into contact with parts of him he has left above the lake, his essence that guards his treasures wherever they might be found. He sleeps in the shadow of a gold pavilion untarnished by the centuries between now and then, immune from the bubbling of the water that whittle away the contours beneath the lake. He stirs in his sleep and the great wings fold around him as a golden chrysalis which brings forth his human form. He is hungry for pleasure, hungry for the soft sweet taste of a true love.

His long cold fingers twitch and stir remembering the places where they have traveled to touch, to stroke to coax, to burn their ecstasy into the body of a woman like an ecstatic branding.  His tongue flicks the limits of his lips and he longs to suckle at the cradle of desire, the firm hard point of a nipple suck the sweetness of the hot moist flesh within. Feel its throbbing awakening buck beneath him.  Yes he needs to see the look in the eyes of the beloved as she waits in anticipation for the love that he can bring her. He is a lover that no mortal man can ever hope to compete with.  

All that he will ask in return is the gift of everything, body heart and soul and the coil of mortal life cast off like a moulted skin. He yearns to bring their essence to rest deep down in his watery cave with him and keep the loneliness of eternity at bay.

       For the time has come again to venture into the world of the above beings ;and  someone is lying in the bed he fashioned from a drop of his golden blood and that person is to become once more  his precious forever love.  

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