An Interview with Cori Vidae

Welcome Cori!  Thanks for joining us.

Tell us a bit about yourself.  You’ve written under several pen names and as a ghost writer. What made you decide to start over with a clean slate so-to-speak?
CV: I’d stopped writing erotica for a good long time, long enough that my old pen names were pretty much defunct and the quality of my writing had evolved as well. It seemed like the perfect time to choose a new name and start fresh…so of course since then I’ve released a couple of my older stories because nothing says starting fresh like sharing some of your older work, right?  I’m not the most decisive person on the planet is what I’m saying LOL

What do you do for fun when you aren’t writing?
CV: I love my work. Not just writing, but editing and promoting and talking with other writers. As a result I spend more time at my desk than is healthy, but when I’m not working I love gaming (I DM a couple Dungeons and Dragons groups), reading or just vegging on the couch with a good movie or television show.

I was curious about something I read on your website. You say you have provided sexy story content for some big names in the industry.  What does that mean?
CV: I have anonymously (or with a pen name) provided sexy story content for lots of adult websites, including some which specialised in erotic stories, but I haven’t written anything which another writer has then put their own name to. The terms of many of my contracts would make that perfectly legal, but off the top of my head I can’t think of any time that it happened.

What project are you currently working on?
CV: I do this thing I call ‘Erotica Under Glass’ where I write stories based on story prompts and such from my readers and then I offer those stories up for ‘sponsorship’ where, depending on how much the sponsor donates to charity the stories are released for a token payment or for free. I’m just finishing typing up the batch of stories I recently finished for that. I’m also nearly done with edits for the Rough Edges anthology I’m editing for Red Moon Romance and just opened to submissions for my next anthology with them, kINKED.

Your house is on fire and you can only take three items.  Assume your loved ones and pets are safe. What would you take?
CV: Assuming my loved ones and pets are safe… huh. My first instinct was to say my desktop computer tower, but honestly all the really important stuff from it is backed up in “the cloud” so that’s probably good.  Do I have time to grab furniture? If so I’m going to do with my dining room table, my photo albums (because they aren’t all backed up in the cloud) and then probably the box of treasures I collected while my daughter was growing up (her art, special school work, etc.)

DEMONS-IMPS-INCUBI-cover-art-200x300In addition to being an Assistant Editor for Red Moon Romance, Cori Vidae likes to write steamy stories and collect shiny things. Her story, Circles Within Circles is in RMR’s Demons, Imps and Incubi anthology and when she’s not on Twitter at @CoriVidae you can find her at her website at

Excerpt from Circles Within Circles:

She’d scratched the shapes the spell instructed into the ground, placed the candles and herbs as instructed and surrounded the whole thing with a circle of salt. Now she only had to speak the incantation.

The words twisted awkwardly on her tongue, all hard angles and extra consonants. She stumbled through them like a pre-schooler in a spelling bee, feeling a change in the air as she battled through each syllable. It began as a faint scent, like ozone, which grew and grew. Energy swirled around her and emanated out, rippling away like circles in a pond. The hairs on her arms stood up, lifting the sleeves of her nightgown from her skin, and the room grew warm enough she began to perspire.

As the power of the spell grew, so did her confidence, and with it the volume of her voice. She nearly shouted the last words of the spell and wasn’t the least bit surprised when the windowless cellar lit up as though by lightning before every flame in it went out, plunging her into darkness.

The sound of her breathing was oppressive in the darkness, and she could hear the blood pulsing in her ears. Then she heard another sound, the sound of something, someone, moving.

A candle flamed to life within the circle.

Mary watched, breathless, as golden light pooled around the candle. A hand, a distinctly masculine hand, curled around the pillar candle and lifted it.

There was a man in the circle.

As the candle’s light moved up over his body, she saw him in flashes. Toned calves, well-muscled thighs, rippled abs, a well-developed chest… His hair was wavy, black as a raven’s wing, and his eyes the palest shade of green she’d ever seen.

There was a man in the circle.

A naked man.

“My God,” she gasped, and he grinned.

“If you insist.”

Demons, Imps and Incubi is available on Amazon.