TBT! - The Venus School #tbt
Thursday, May 19, 2022
Throwback Thursday to The Venus School
Tuesday, May 17, 2022
Teaser Tuesday: Disorder
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Thursday, May 12, 2022
TBT - Forced Bet is now FREE!
#TBT - Did you know that Forced Bet is the first book I ever self-published? So it was also the first book cover I ever made LOL. Check that thing out!

Friday, May 6, 2022
Oops, April Didn't Happen - A Ramble
So I didn't update this blog at all in April.
Oops.
Lots of things were going on. I was coming to crunch time on finishing Law & Disorder and getting it to the editor, A Season for Smugglers release was coming up... and then the toddler brought home COVID from school.
It ended up being a bit of a month.
Thankfully, we had the 'mild' cases (which sucked balls, btw), but it definitely did a number on my brain and on my writing speed, which put Law & Disorder even further behind. Thankfully, I managed to finish it anyway and now I've moved on to working on Taco Daddy.
Yeah. You read that right.
And I'm world building.
He's not only a part of Chef Daddy's world, there's also a Cheese Daddy (who will appear in the Dirty Daddies Spring Anthology next year) and a Plant Daddy.
And all three of these new daddies go to the Outlands. That's right! More glimpses of the characters from Dungeons & Doms as well =D
I'm super excited about all of it.
In the meantime, we're enjoying the nicer weather of spring. Little Fuss is THRILLED to be able to run around outside and eat dinner on our back porch. Sometimes she still asks to go 'home,' by which she means our old house, but it's less and less. Getting COVID kicked it off again but that was the first time in a while that she had asked for that and I think it was just because she was feeling SO sick, poor baby.
I'm continuing to celebrate book releases by putting together my dream office. For A Season for Smugglers, I redid the clothing closet in my office to be a supply closet.
It mkes me really happy. Especially since everything that you can see in the closet there was originally sitting in a corner of the room. *shudder* The disorganization and clutter was starting to get to me. I'm not sure what I'm going to get next. I think it's either going to be a bookshelf (to go in the corner where all that clutter was) or a filing cabinet.
And these are the things I get excited about as an adult... LOL.
Alrighty, time for me to get back to work, but I'm going to try to keep the blog up better this month! <3
Thursday, March 31, 2022
TBT - The Mistress Gets the Man
#TBT to Benedict's Commands!

Wednesday, March 30, 2022
99c This Week! - Dealing With Discipline
This series was the start of my historical romance journey! I wrote the first book (Birching His Bride, which is always free!) because I wanted to see if people might be interested in reading historical romance by me. But not regular historical romance, not even steamy historical romance - I wanted spanking historical romance. I wanted the sweeping romance that I was reading (I adore Stephanie Laurens, Lisa Kleypas, Sara Maclean, etc) but with spankings and punishment.
At the time, there were not a lot of options for BDSM / spanking historical romance. I found a lot of erotica, a lot of age play, and a lot of regular romance (and I did find Annabel Joseph!) but it was hard to find exactly what I wanted. So I decided to try my hand at writing them.
The first series is my Domestic Discipline Quartet and it's particularly naughty. It's not for everyone. It's far more bodice ripper than any of my other series, with reluctant heroines submitting to discipline, non-con and dubcon spankings, and wildly passionate sexy times in the aftermath.
And because it's my heroines, a little spanking is never going to stop them from doing what they want.
This week only, you can read Dealing with Discipline for just 99c!
Tuesday, March 29, 2022
Teaser Tuesday - Lily's in More Danger Than She Realized
Lily
Head throbbing, Lily
moaned as she slowly came awake. Something cold and wet pressed against the
side of her head where she hurt the most.
“Thank you,” she
murmured.
There was no answer.
Hardly polite. She tried to move her arms, but they were behind her for some
reason because… because she was sitting on a chair.
No. She was tied to a
chair.
Lily jerked upright,
her head snapping back, and she cried out as her headache exploded in a new
burst of pain.
“Stop moving about.”
The frustrated voice brought everything back to her.
The carriage ride back
to Derbyshire. The highwayman. Her poor dead driver and his threat to Chastity.
Going with him willingly. Trying to knock him off the horse – and failing
miserably.
Groaning, she let her
head hang back down, endeavoring to appear as pathetic as she could. Sadly, it
took very little effort.
“There now. Better.”
The man sounded very satisfied. Lily lifted her head again, much more slowly
this time. She peeked at her captor through thick lashes. The inside of the
cottage was gloomy, and his back was to the only open window, which made him
hard to see. The light coming in through the window was not very strong either,
as if the trees were blocking the sun, or perhaps clouds had rolled in front of
it. Possibly both.
It appeared as though
he was still wearing the hat and scarf, though he had pulled the scarf down to
cover just under his chin and below. With the poor lighting, she could not see
his face any better than she had when he’d accosted her carriage.
Keeping her movements
slow, Lily looked around the room. The cottage was sparsely furnished and
dusty, but showed signs of use. It was not completely abandoned. A hunter’s
cottage? There was a table and chairs by the window with the drawn curtains, a
small stove, cupboards and drawers, and even a bed. Lily turned away from the
bed, her blood chilling. So far her kidnapper had not shown any interest in
actually ruining her, but she could hardly forget the possibility was there.
Moving over to the far
wall, where there were some shelves, the villain had his back turned to her
while he opened up a box. Lily immediately pulled at the ropes around her
wrists, testing how much give they had. She mentally blessed Evie, who had
prepared her friends for all sorts of eventualities. Not just boxing and
shooting, but things they thought would never happen to them – like being tied
up with rope.
The highwayman had only
tied her wrists and while it was tight enough, he’d used a thick rope that had
more give than some she’d gotten out of in the past. It had been a while since
she’d had any practice at this, but she was sure she could work herself free if
given the chance.
When he turned back
around, she froze, watching him warily, but he did not glance up at her as he
went and settled down at the table. In profile, when he was walking, she could
see his hawkish nose and dark brows, but when he sat at the table he did so
with his back to the window, putting his entire face in shadow. It felt
particularly ominous and she did her best to press her arms behind her back so
she could keep pulling and stretching at the ropes around her wrists without
being obvious.
“Well. Miss Davies. I
have a few questions for you.” He placed the items he’d gotten from the box on
the shelf in front of him, smoothing his hands over the paper and setting the
pen against it before looking up at her.
Lily froze as several
pertinent facts hit home.
He knew her name.
He spoke like a nobleman.
And he wanted her to
answer questions. He was not writing a ransom note.
She might be in more dire straits than she’d realized.
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