“I was like, Either I’m a sexual deviant, which is always a possibility, or they’re wrong,” says Engler of publishers’ reluctance to print raunchy material. She sips from a can of Grapeade. “Turned out they were wrong.”
At Vulture, Phoebe Reilly tells the story of the meteoric rise and slow fall of Ellora’s Cave, a digital women’s erotica publishing company, and the woman who founded it. The story has drama, intrigue, a muscular manservant, and a nefarious villain: Amazon.
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