There are books you read in daylight. And then there are the ones I write.
My name is Samantha F. Lewis, and I specialise in the kind of stories that slip under your clothes when no one is watching.
Women who know exactly what they want and take it without apology. Men who are dangerous only in the ways that make surrender feel like power.
Science fiction where tension hums between the stars.
Gothic corridors where a single breath can rewrite history.
Forbidden centuries where one glance is enough to ruin a reputation—or rebuild a soul.
Here, desire is never scandal. It is truth told slowly. It is elegance that isn’t afraid to be raw when it matters.
Every week I’ll leave something new on these pages: a confession that didn’t quite make it into a book, a fragment that still tastes like skin, a line that lingers long after the screen goes dark.
If you’ve ever closed a story and felt your pulse in places you don’t mention at dinner, you’re already home.
Start with my gift to you:
“The Loop” – a short, intense taste of everything to come. Completely free. Just between us. Claim it here → samlewiswriter.com by joining to the newsletter
Tell me in the comments (names optional, secrets welcome): What kind of story makes you forget the world is still turning?
The door is open.
The light is low.
And the words are warm.
