It was the Roaring Twenties, and Lillian Russert had come to Gotham to try her luck at writing for the pulp magazines. But it’d been slim pickings, and her money was wearing as thin as her one good dress. Then she got a story assignment from an editor at a Manhattan publishing house! Only, there were so many distractions to pounding the mill—of the flapper-loving variety. Would Lillian’s prose turn out to be too purple even for the colourful pulp market?
Warning: This title contains graphic language and f/f sex.