I am Jorden Ashe
Jorden Ashe writes erotica that feels alive. For Jorden, sex is only hot when the people feel real, flawed, magnetic, and almost tangible enough to touch. The stories linger on the subtle details that make a character breathe on the page—the curve of a smile, the hesitation before a laugh, the secrets hidden behind a look—then wind the tension tighter with every moment until it becomes almost unbearable. Every glance, every choice, every confession aches with possibility. When the release finally comes, it is explosive because it belongs to people you believe in and care about.
With The Circle, Jorden invites you into a world of desire that is both raw fantasy and startlingly real, a story that dares you to lean in closer, feel the heat rising, and lose yourself in the delicious ache of wanting more.
“Sex without real characters is like food without salt.”
– Jorden Ashe
The Circle
An ongoing, serialized, monthly, explicit erotica tale dripping with tension and explosive sexual moments… decades in the making.
Jorden Ashe
I’ve been carrying The Circle for decades. It started as sparks in quiet corners of my imagination, a fantasy I kept feeding, shaping, and refusing to let go of. Now it’s alive, and I want to share it with you. This isn’t just a story to me. It is the work of a lifetime, and it exists to make you feel something real.
I want you to sense the heat building between the characters until it’s unbearable. I want you to hold your breath when a glance lasts a second too long, to squirm as laughter turns into tension, to ache while the air thickens with desire. And then, when the moment finally breaks, I want you to feel the release in your own body — raw, graphic, and unforgettable.
Each month I’ll take you deeper into this world, one step at a time. Every installment strips away another layer of restraint. Every chapter pushes further into trust, temptation, and the sharp edge of risk. The Circle will not stop. It will keep pulling you closer, drawing you into places you might not admit you crave, until you are lost inside it with me.
Come closer. Read slower. Let the tension coil until you can’t take it anymore. The Circle has only just begun, and I want you here for every pulse of it.
