Thursday, May 19, 2022

Throwback Thursday to The Venus School

 TBT! - The Venus School #tbt


So, when I threw it back to Forced Bet I talked about how I always forget that it was my first book... that's because I always think that The Venus School was my first book!

Like Forced Bet, The Venus School was originally a Literotica story and there were some very invested readers (*cough* Katherine Anderson *cough*) who were commenting on every chapter of the story and then when it when it was done I received several emails asking me if I could turn it into a book so they could own it. Just in case something ever happened to the website or something. And I said, sure, let me look into this self-publishing thing...

And then for some reason I released Forced Bet first lol. But The Venus School came out only a month after. Then everything just kind of kept rolling along and here we are.

This story was inspired by an amazing book called The Madame X School of Sex (unfortunately no longer available for purchase anywhere that I can find). In Madame X, a boss finds out that his assistant is going to the school and he's inflamed with jealousy. He used to be an instructor there, so he pulls a favor and returns to claim her.

The book was hot AF. My only problem with it was that the heroine only made it to ONE class before he claimed her and it was a massage class! Where, of course, he was the one giving her a massage. Super hot, sure, but I had been SO excited to read about all the sex classes!

Since I had already started writing on Literotica I realized, hey, I started writing for the website so that I could write the things I wanted to read and I really want to read about the classes, so why not make my own school of sex? And I can make it a love triangle so that she's not going to get claimed too soon!

Because, it being me, I still wanted that HEA.

So I started writing and posting each chapter to the website, and watched as Team Justin and Team Chris formed in the comments. At the time, I didn't know who Jessica was going to choose, I was just enjoying writing the story. Then, this one commenter kept popping up (*cough* Katherine Anderson *cough*) who begged me not to make her choose.

My brain went whaaaaaaaat?

But around that time, purely by chance, I also started reading Lexi Blake and Shayla Black's Masters of Menage series which had heroines getting their HEAs with not one, not two, but THREE heroes. And I realized oh... she doesn't have to choose.

The series on the website actually had three endings. One for Team Justin, one for Team Chris, and one for the readers who had started rooting for Team Both. When I got the emails asking for a book version, I was like you know... I could easily keep this story going past the school.

After reading Masters of Menage I had moved on to Bianca Sommerland's Dartmouth Cobras series and I loved the drama in her books around the heroine having more than one partner. That felt very real life to me and I wanted to explore it for Justine, Chris, and Jessica. Also I had moved on to reading Lexi Blake's Masters and Mercenaries series, Kallypso Masters' Masters at Arms series and Cherise Sinclair's Shadowlands series and the idea of a BDSM club had gotten stuck in my head, as well as a bunch of new characters.

I wanted to connected the club and characters I had in my head to Justin, Jessica, and Chris. Because Justin and Chris needed friends and Olivia was growing in my head already as well. Plus I wanted someone for Hilary.

So I published the book and changed the ending so that things could continue after they got home, which I felt was the more realistic ending anyway lol.

The cover has been through a few incarnations over the years and it'll probably go through another change eventually, though I love my lingerie covers lol.



If you haven't picked up The Venus School yet... this first book is still 90% smut since it was originally on an erotic@ website lol. There's a smidge of plot. Most of the plot starts in the second book though.

Tuesday, May 17, 2022

Teaser Tuesday: Disorder

 


Here's a little tease from Law & Disorder which releases on June 21st! CLICK HERE to grab your copy for the special preorder price =)


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Iris

Hello again, consequences of my own actions… how I loathe thee.

Slumped in the chair in front of Master Patrick’s desk, arms crossed over her chest, Iris felt like she was in high school, sitting in the principal’s office all over again. She’d spent an awful lot of time there as a teenager, and she didn’t like it any better now that she was an adult. Schoolgirl role play was probably never going to be her fantasy for that reason alone.

Though, the fact that she had absolutely no attraction to Master Patrick might have something to do with it. But she did have an absolutely unwanted attraction for the man standing next to him, scowling like he was her 11th grade history teacher and she’d just thrown a spitball at him. Why she found Master Law so hot when he could be such an uptight prick, she had no idea, but he made her tingle in all the right places even when he was lecturing her.

And man, did he lecture her a lot.

Which was also her own fault, since she’d been volun-told to be a submissive for the Dominance 101 class. It was supposed to remind her of all the things she’d learned in her Subbie 101 class. The upside was she’d met some new friends. The downside was that she’d been reminded on a weekly basis just how attracted she was to Master Law, who only noticed her when she was acting up. Though, that did seem to be her lot in life… men who only cared about her behavior when she wasn’t behaving.

“Iris, I thought we talked about this.” Master Patrick – she made the point of thinking about him with his honorific when she was at Stronghold, and not as her big brother’s friend Patrick – ran his hand over his bald head, rubbing the back the way he did when he was extra annoyed but trying to be calm. “You cannot interrupt people’s scenes, even if you don’t like what’s going on in them.”

“I’m sorry,” she muttered. She really was sorry, this time. The Dom hadn’t deserved the way she’d yelled at him. Humiliation kink was not her thing, but she shouldn’t have interrupted the scene. She got it. And she really hated having to have it rubbed in her face that she’d done the wrong thing with the best of intentions.

Again.

She was never going to like humiliation kink, but next time she’d remember to look and make sure the submissive really wasn’t okay with it before she jumped in. Probably.

“If you were anyone else, we’d be having a discussion about kicking you out right now.” Master Patrick’s gaze met hers and Iris sat up straight in her chair. He wouldn’t… would he? “The fact is, I have been far too lenient with you because you’re Andrew’s little sister.”

“You aren’t going to actually kick me out, are you?” she asked worriedly, and she saw his gaze soften.
Others might look at the kink club owner and find him intimidating – considering he was well over six feet tall and built like a linebacker, plus the scar that ran down his face thanks to a childhood incident involving his best friend and some swords – but Iris knew he was a teddy bear. It didn’t hurt that his submissive, Lexie, had a soft spot for Iris, but Lexie wasn’t here right now and she couldn’t help but wonder if that was deliberate.

Behind Patrick’s chair, Master Law shifted his stance slightly, but she didn’t look at him. If she saw hope on his face it was going to crush her. It wasn’t that Iris wanted to be bad or that she didn’t want to be liked, it was just something that kept happening. And Mr. Burly, Brooding, and Hot really got under her skin.

“I’m not kicking you out,” Patrick said, and Iris sagged back down with relief. Patrick raised his eyebrow at her. “But you’re running close to your last chance, no matter who your brother is.”

Yeah, that was bullshit and they both knew it. Andrew would throw a fit if she was kicked out and ended up going to some of the other local clubs, where he wouldn’t know whether or not she was safe. For that matter, she was pretty sure Lexie would throw a fit.

But the fact that he was willing to say it meant he was down to his last nerve with her, and the last thing she wanted to do was cause an issue between her brother and one of his friends. Andrew already thought she was a fuckup of massive proportions, no matter how hard she’d tried to clean up her act, she didn’t need to give him more ammunition.

“Okay, so what now?” she asked, pressing her fingers together nervously in her lap.

Master Patrick leaned forward, holding eye contact with her. His dark face was serious, without a hint of humor or his hidden teddy bear interior. If he wanted to make her nervous, he was doing a good job.

“You’re going to spend the next month as a server at Stronghold. For free. You will not be allowed to scene. While you are there, you will spend one hour of every shift watching scenes in the Dungeon and taking notes on what is happening in the scene and how the submissive is reacting. Not how you are reacting, how the submissive is.” Master Patrick’s lip quirked slightly when she made a face, but she didn’t protest.

The ‘punishment’ was more than fair, and it fit the crime, as it was.

If Iris had paid more attention to how the submissive was reacting to the name calling from her Dom, rather than just hearing the words and seeing tears, she might not have jumped in. Because the submissive had been way more embarrassed by Iris interrupting the scene than she had been by being insulted.

“Yes, Sir,” she said, nodding.

“You will not interrupt any more scenes. If you do see a submissive in distress, you will get a Dungeon Monitor. And you will listen to and respect all of the dominants in the club.” There wasn’t any discernible change in Master Patrick’s voice or his demeanor, but suddenly he was very much Master Patrick and Iris felt herself sitting up straighter without thinking about it. Some Doms could have that effect.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Now get out while I have a discussion with Master Law.” Patrick waved his hand at her, the switch flipping back off again as soon as it had flipped on.

“Thank you, Sir.” Iris bounced to her feet and booked it to the door before he could change his mind. Unfortunately, she wasn’t fast enough to outrun the sound of Master Law’s furious exclamation as the door to Patrick’s office started to swing shut.

“Are you serious, Patrick? That girl is nothing but trouble.”

Iris winced, pressing her lips together against the emotion that suddenly welled in her chest. It wasn’t like the first time she’d heard someone say that. It wasn’t even the hundredth.

So why did it hurt so much more to hear Master Law say it?

Her mood, which had been a lot lighter after she realized Patrick wasn’t going to kick her out or go to her brother, plummeted.

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!


One of my readers contacted me at some point and asked if she could help me with my covers. She was a graphic designer and she did the amazing green cover. 




In 2020 I finally updated from that cover to the current classy lady.




I actually always forget that Forced Bet was published before The Venus School, I tend to think it was the other way around, but I recently checked and NOPE! It was Forced Bet!

The story was originally written for Literotica because I wanted to have a story about a heroine being blackmailed into doing all sorts of filthy things. It was never supposed to be a romance. When I was writing for Literotica so many people were disappointed that it didn't end with a happily-ever-after that I ended up writing a follow-up story to turn it into a romance.

When I did the re-write, I turned all of that into the Poker Loser Trilogy but with a lot more updates and changes. The last book of the Trilogy is so different from what I originally wrote for the website that I don't think it's even recognizable at this point. The first book still has a lot in common with the original story.

Since we're coming up on the 10th Anniversary of Forced Bet's release next month (which means the 10th Anniversary of me being a writer!) I've made Forced Bet into a freebie 😊 CLICK HERE to grab your copy asap!

Since it's my oldest book, the writing is a little rougher, the plot is a little more shallow, and the characters take a little longer to really develop, but I hope you all enjoy!

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!



When I wrote Benedict's Commands, it was because I had read SO many historical romances where the hero has been sleeping with his mistress for long enough that she's started to expect that they're going to eventually get married... and somehow that's treated as completely unreasonable on her part, as if it's just WILD that she would even THINK that the man that's been fucking her for the past year, spending his free time with her, and showering her with gifts would even CONSIDER marrying her... and then he goes on to marry the virgin he just met who turns out to be the best sex he ever had.

It's my least favorite trope, even though I do end up hating those characters because they're always written as being bad people as well, and I got mad and wrote Benedict's Commands with a widow who has been his lover for months getting a HEA with him. Not only that, but she'd had other lovers in between him and her husband.

*gasp*

Yeah, I like to do the things you're not supposed to do 🤷‍♀️

And you know what, I freaking love this book. I wish more people would read it. I can literally see in my sales that a third of the people who read this series skip over Benedict and Christina and jump straight to Arabella and Thomas. I don't know if it's because they just HAVE to know what happened to Arabella or if it's because some people just aren't interested in having a mistress become the wife, but it's a pattern that I can't ignore because it's like that every month.

Also, Benedict does something particularly naughty with her hairbrush.

Maybe next time I write this storyline I'll go even farther and there'll be a scheming virgin, planning on stealing the hero away from the mistress.... lol

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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Wednesday, March 23, 2022

Romance at a Glance Podcast Interview!

 


I recently got to speak with the Romance at a Glance podcast for their Authors at a Glance series and it was SUCH a fun interview! We had a great time chatting. If you'd like to listen in on your chosen platform, check it out by CLICKING HERE!

Tuesday, March 22, 2022

Teaser Tuesday - A Season for Smugglers


 

Lily

Staring out the window at the rolling greenery outside of London, Lily heaved a sigh of relief. Across the barouche-landau, on the opposite bench, her maid looked up at her with an inquisitive brow before deciding Lily had not actually been trying to catch her attention and looked away again. Thankfully, Chastity was used to Lily’s preference for quiet reflection over constant chattering.

The lady’s maid had been a gift from the Duchess of Frederick, Lily’s godmother, during the Season, but they had rubbed along well, so Lily had asked if Chastity would extend her employment and accompany her to the country. It was a special boon because Lily had left for Derbyshire several days before her parents, permissible only because she had her lady’s maid to travel with her as an erstwhile chaperone. As there was no need to spend the night at an inn, she did not need a more formidable one.

Sighing happily again, Lily leaned back against her bench seat, inwardly smiling when Chastity ignored her this time. Several years older, Chastity’s sober demeanor was a good match for Lily’s quiet, bookish ways.

If she never had to go to London for the Season again, she would be perfectly happy. The only reason she had done so was her friend Evie had asked her and her other two best friends. Josie had thrived on her first foray into Society, and Mary had deftly dealt with her second Season, but Lily had hated every moment.

Gentlemen, she had discovered, did not like a woman with their own mind. At least, not the nincompoops she had been introduced to. Several had been drawn in by her relationship with the Duke and Duchess of Frederick, but they had not stayed after realizing Lily was the type to speak her mind. Which was a relief, even if it was lowering. She had always imagined marrying and having children, but if that was what London had to offer…

Unfortunately, the options in Derbyshire were not much better. Perhaps she would become an aged bluestocking spinster, firmly on the shelf, playing doting auntie to her friends’ children. After her first Season, Lily found the prospect far more appealing than she would have countenanced at the beginning.

Granted, she had not gone into the Season with high hopes, knowing well she was not what many considered ‘sociable,’ but whatever hopes she’d had were quickly crushed underfoot by the general attitudes of the ton. Her very first week out in Society, she’d heard the incredibly handsome Lord Broderick—with who she’d thought she’d had a very interesting conversation—remark to one of his friends that the only way she would find a husband would be to sew her mouth shut.

After that, to gauge the gentlemen’s reactions, Lily had become even more outspoken about her views and opinions. Like Lord Broderick, they were polite enough to her face, but she saw through their facades and overheard some of their comments, enough to know those gentlemen were assuredly not for her.

The carriage came to a sudden, jerking stop, tumbling the occupants about. Chastity cried out, flinging her arms wide as she was thrown forward, and Lily opened hers to catch her. They fell back against Lily’s bench, shocked by the abrupt halt.

“Stand and deliver!”

What? A highwayman? Lily and Chastity exchanged disbelieving looks before Lily quickly released her maid and knowing she was being a perfect twit, leaned out the window to see a man on horseback, wearing a long black cape and mask, pointing a gun at the carriage.

Botheration. This was the last thing she needed today.

“I said, stand and deliver!”

“We’ve already stopped,” Lily called back waspishly. “What do you want delivered? And how?”

“Miss, get back in the coach,” the driver ordered. Lily scowled. She was not out of the coach. Not truly. “I will deal with this blaggard.”

“No-“ But her protest was cut off and she watched in horror as her driver lifted his own arm, gun in hand, only to jerk back against the seat. The sound of the highway man’s gunshot seemed to echo across the fields and her entire body went numb with shock. The driver slumped and fell down to the ground, startling the horses and Lily was flung back painfully against the window’s edge, causing her to fall back into the carriage as the horses lurched forward.

Her maid screamed, but the movement was over almost as soon as it began, and through the ringing in her ears, she could hear the highwayman shouting something.

He stopped the horses from running away with us.

Is that good or bad?

They were not in a runaway carriage, but that meant they were now at the mercy of the highwayman.

He killed the driver.

And Lily did not even know the man’s name. Had not asked. A fact which she now felt wildly guilty about. The man had meant to defend her, and perhaps he had gone about it foolishly, but to pay with his life and she had not even known his name…

This is not a constructive line of thought and you do not have time to dwell. You can find out his name later. Right now you need to get you and Chastity out of this alive.

The door to the carriage was yanked open, and Chastity screamed again, quickly covering her mouth with her hands as a gun was leveled at them. The highwayman was dressed completely in black, his face mostly hidden by a black scarf wound around the lower half of it and the hat pulled down atop his head, but she could still see his cold, dark eyes as his gaze flickered back and forth between her and Chastity.

Fear for her life, the first time she had ever felt such a thing, paralyzed her.


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Friday, March 18, 2022

101 Things in 1001 Days - #24 Grand Rapids, MI

 I realized that I did something on my 101 Things in 1001 Days list challenge!

The last weekend of February, I went to Grand Rapids, MI with several of my author friends. We had an absolutely amazing time. It was not only my first time to Grand Rapids, it was my first time actually stopping to do something IN Michigan instead of just driving through it.

Now, granted, since it was an author retreat we didn't get to see a *ton* of the city, but we DID go out to this amazing restaurant, Merten's Prime, that was such a cool place with absolutely fantastic food.


I was a little obsessed with the wallpaper in one of their bathrooms and I kind of wish I could have it for my office. It was a really beautiful Victorian print. The whole place was decorated in this mix between austere industrial and intricate detailed beauty. The food itself was phenomenol... I mean, anywhere that serves four different kinds of poutine is my kind of place, regardless. But I got to try pretty much everyone else'se dinner too and it was fabulous (though, I have to admit, I did not taste Jennifer Bene's bone marrow... however, there was something eminently appropriate about watching her digging into some bones for her dinner lol). 

All in all, it was an AMAZING weekend, hosted by the extremely generous Zoe Blake and her Chef Hubby (who used the little two-burner stove in one of the hotel rooms to cook multiple meals for us!) and I would be thrilled to go back to hang out with friends again but also just to see more of the city!

Wednesday, March 16, 2022

March Madness (Not the Basketball Kind lol)

 It is AMAZING how time flies!

February went by in a flash. The last weekend of the month I got to go on an amazing retreat with some wonderful authors - Alta Hensley, Addison Cain, Zoe York, Jennifer Bene, Livia Grant, and Measha Stone. It's always so much fun getting together with other authors, getting know each other, and also talking shop with someone who understands. 

Then March hit and wow... talk about a whirlwind.

A Mischievous Little Mardi Gras released the first week of March and then last week came The Duke's Pursuit! Two new releases, two weeks in a row... it's a lot.

I am THRILLED with the response to both books. They're so different it's a little odd to have them release so closely together, but I'm so happy that everyone has been enjoying them.

Now that those are out, I've got edits for A Season for Smugglers happening, I'm working on writing Law & Disorder, and gearing up for a massive binge of Bridgerton as soon as it releases =) CANNOT WAIT.



Thursday, February 17, 2022

A Mischievous Little Mardi Gras - Backstory


Last year Allie Belle, who created and organize the multi-author series Rawhide Ranch, reached out to me because Vicky, from my Chef Daddy story in the Dirty Daddies Anthology (which she also helps organize) had a lot in common with Hayleigh, the girlfriend/Little of the chef at Rawhide Ranch and she wanted to know if I'd like to co-write with Stella Moore, who wrote Hayleigh's Little Halloween, and have Vicky and Saul come to the Ranch and meet Hayleigh and Connor.

She thought it would be a great crossover.

So did I.

Stella's a fantastic writer and I was really excited to work with her, but I'll be honest, I was not prepared for exactly how much fun we would have writing this book.

Co-writing can sometimes feel like a gamble, and I have been extremely lucky in my co-writers, and I think that this time the gamble paid off beautifully. We worked together to create a story featuring both Connor & Hayleigh and Saul & Vicky and the two couples were so perfect that by the end of the book we knew we wanted to write another one together.

But I can't tell you much more about that right now ;) 

What I can tell you is that double the trouble and double the Daddies is a LOT of fun. I absolutely adore this story and I'm so thrilled to be part of the Ranch this year.

(Rawhide Ranch is an established series that is only available on Amazon and is part of the Kindle Unlimited Program)



Thursday, February 10, 2022

It's Showdown Time!~ Happy Release Day to Me =D

 It's my favorite day - Release Day!!!!!

Release Day is always fraught with waiting for the reviews and feedback to come rolling in, and today is more so than usual since this is only the SECOND time that I've written about a Dominatrix.

And what a Domme. I floved Cyana (pronounced 'sigh-anna' since I get that question a lot) and seeing her face off with Aiden and forge a new path between the two of them was so much fun.

I'm also really sad to say goodbye to the Dungeons & Doms series, but I can guarantee this is NOT the last we'll see of these characters. I have ideas for the Hideaway (introduced in this book) and for the Outlands. Plus, I'm sure all of them will be invited to Mitch and Domi's wedding =P 

Go ahead and heat up your Valentine's weekend by CLICKING HERE and grabbing your copy of Dungeon Showdown!



In this battle of wills, only one dominant comes out on top...


After months of relentless game night flirting, Aiden finally gets his shot with fellow dominant Cyana. Too bad it comes with a major catch. Submission has never been his style, but a bet is a bet and Aiden won't back down. As one night of total surrender changes everything he thought he knew, this big bad dom isn't prepared to deal with the consequences.


How long can Aiden avoid Cyana and the pleasure that only submission can give him? Since they're preparing to stand by their mutual friends for a double wedding in lifestyle-friendly-paradise, probably not very long.

Tuesday, February 8, 2022

Teaser Tuesday - That Smooth Bastard

 The Dungeons & Doms trilogy is only 2 days away from being complete!!!!! I cannot freaking wait. Especially because it introduces the Hideaway and Javier. Although Dungeons & Doms has gotten a lot of love, it hasn't had enough readers for me to be able to justify continuing it as a series. But I'm not giving up on later-in-life romances! I am absolutely planning more, and quite a few of them are going to take place at the Hidaway =D 



Here's your final teaser before release day!:

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Aiden

Note to self: if Cyana and I are ever wronged at the same time by the same person, let her handle it.

Sometimes, it was easy to forget how frightening she could be.

Not that there were a lot of outward signs.

Aiden was a true Aries. His temper ran hot but fast. Cyana, on the other hand, was quiet in the scariest way imaginable. The moment he’d told her they were in the same room, her nostrils had flared, fire lit up her eyes, but her voice hadn’t changed when she’d stalked around him and went right up to Gavin, demanding to know what the hell he’d done.

Of course, Gavin was the one who had handled the reservations. The bastard.

Even though he was upset, he was a first-class idiot. He was hurt Cyana was also pissed about having to share space with him. He wasn’t unaware of the hypocrisy. He just didn’t know how to change it.

“It’s not actually the same room. It’s a suite, and you each have your own room,” Gavin protested… again, but as far as Aiden was concerned, that was the same thing. “We didn’t know when we made the reservation that it would be an issue.”

With his hands up in the air in a position of surrender, Gavin’s placating tone was getting nowhere with Cyana. Next to him, Leah was shifting nervously, her eyes darting between them and looking guilty. Yeah, Aiden bet there had been some ulterior motives behind that choice.

Although… the reservations had been made weeks ago, long before their friends knew. He wouldn’t put it past them to have changed the reservations, though.

“What made you think we’d want to share a suite at a kinky resort?” Arms crossed over her chest, Cyana tapped her foot, looking like a strict teacher chastising a student.

Aiden’s brain supplied him with an image of her in a tight pencil skirt and button-down shirt, silvery hair in a bun, wearing glasses, and his cock perked up. The damn thing was like a moth to her torch, and it didn’t seem to care immolation was not only possible but likely.

“Not want to, maybe, but at the time, it seemed like a good idea.” Gavin shrugged helplessly.

“Excuse me, is there a problem I can help with?” Javier Rios slid into the conversation with a smoothness that made Aiden scowl. He wasn’t threatened by the man—despite the superficial similarities in their hairstyles, he knew the two of them would appeal to an entirely different kind of woman—but he didn’t like the way the man looked at Cyana/ She wasn’t a submissive, and every inch of Javier screamed ‘Dom,’ so he had no business running his eyes over her with appreciation.

There were some Doms who had a seriously backward mindset about women dominants and saw them as a challenge to be put in their place. Dominants like that didn’t last long at the Outlands. As the owner, Gavin didn’t put up with that shit at his club, but they weren’t at the Outlands. They were at the Hideaway, and who knew what was going through Javier’s mind.

Hypocritical much? You wanted to dominate her.

Yeah, but for him, it hadn’t been about dominating Cyana—as he’d proven when he’d gone through with his lost wager—it had been about Cyana, period, which made it completely different.

“My friend here booked two of us in the same suite without asking us how we felt about the matter,” Cyana drawled, her obvious displeasure practically dripping from her voice. “Do you have an extra room one of us can move to?”

“I am so sorry, but we are fully booked this weekend.” Was it Aiden’s imagination, or was Javier’s accent even more pronounced? Jealousy, pure and simple, shot through him as the man reached out to take Cyana’s hand, covering it with his other hand as he stared almost mournfully at her. “I wish I could help, but I cannot. I can assure you will find plenty of areas here that will give you all the privacy you require.”

The smooth bastard still hadn’t let go of her hand.

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Thursday, February 3, 2022

Throwback Thursday - Dungeon Master

 

Throwback Thursday!

With Dungeon Showdown coming out in a few weeks, it feels like the perfect time to throwback to Dungeon Master, the first book in the series =D

Gavin first appeared in Logan, the first Dad Bod Doms book, and I thought "man, this guy would make a great main character!"

Then I saw the AMAZING picture of Kevin R Davis in a kilt, looking EXACTLY like I pictured Gavin and I HAD to have that picture. Which meant to justify that purchase, I had to move up my plans to write Gavin a book a LOT faster.

When I was writing Bondage Buddies, I realized how much the covers looked alike, with the models in the same poses, and so Gavin ended up appearing there too, as Mitch's dad.

Basically, this character was desperate to get as much screen time as possible 🤣 And it was impossible to say no, because he is one hot Scot!

Getting to know Leah while I was writing the book was a lot of fun. Gavin needed a strong woman and Leah is definitely that! I also loved seeing how their relationship changed and developed.

And shoutout to Cari Silverwood who let me cameo her as their therapist!!!!! I had a blast imagining Cari as a therapist. Definitely lots of blunt talk lol.

What did you think? Was this first of my later-in-life romances everything you hoped for? Were Gavin and Leah just as hot as their younger counterparts?

Tuesday, February 1, 2022

Teaser Tuesday - Dungeon Showdown

Teaser Tuesday!!!!! Something I'm SUPER excited about with Dungeon Showdown is that it's taking us to a totally new locale called the Hideaway, a tropical island BDSM resort. The Hideaway is going to show up again, and not just as its own series eventually 😉




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Cyana

Trying not to feel the sting of Aiden’s complete and total rejection, Cyana sat with her hands neatly folded on her lap in the front seat of the golf cart behind Gavin, Leah, and Aiden. Behind her, she could hear Esther and Jax murmuring to each other before their driver, a handsome young man who introduced himself as Jose, started telling them about the island.

He was an engaging tour guide, but sadly still not enough to make her stop wanting to throw things at the back of Aiden’s head. Too bad she’d probably more likely hit Leah, who was sitting directly behind him.

“And this is the main entrance to the Hideaway,” Jose said, as they broke through the treeline. Behind her, Jax whistled, and, despite her mood, Cyana made a noise of appreciation.

It was stunningly beautiful. Sand surrounded it, of course, but there was still plenty of lush greenery, the plants seemingly randomly placed but with such an eye towards beauty that she knew a true designer had probably agonized over every tiny detail. The walls of the building were a sandy color, only a shade or two darker than the actual sand around it, and the roof was several shades darker than that and trimmed with blue. Ocean blue shutters adorned every window, standing out against the pale walls. A long porch ran the entire front of the building, with comfortable looking seating arrangements placed along it, a few porch swings, and even some hammocks.

Cyana blinked when she realized there was a couple on the far end of the porch engaged in some kind of scene – the porch swings weren’t the only kind of swings hanging down. Her lips curved into a little smile before she remembered that she was here with Aiden, who was probably going to run through all the new submissives he now had access to, and she was going to have to sit and watch.

Well, maybe she should look for an island lover as well, though she knew her heart wasn’t really into it. Sometimes hearts were stupid organs that were best ignored. Maybe while they were here, she would let her head lead the way instead. Or maybe her body.

The carts all slowed down when they reached the front and Cyana raised her eyebrows when she realized everyone was being personally greeted by an incredibly handsome older man on the porch. Damn. She knew her friends were good looking, but this guy was going to give all of them a run for their money.

Grey hair with white streaks, tanned skin, dark eyes, and a blindingly white smile that managed to be both sincere and charming, he was dressed in a white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a grey vest that drew even more attention to his coloring. Both Gavin and Aiden had the salt-and-pepper look going in their hair, but somehow this man managed to make it look more than sexy, it was classy.

Or maybe it was the vest.

Either way, Cyana was bemused when they all got out of the golf carts and he introduced himself in an incredibly sexy Spanish accent that did interesting things to her lady parts, Dom or not. She could happily listen to him all day long as long as he wasn’t trying to order her around. It seemed to be having a similar effect on Leah and Esther, both of whom were staring at him a little wide-eyed.

Considering Gavin had his own sexy Scottish brogue when he spoke and was used to being the one with the sexy accent, he seemed almost indignant at the way his wife was staring and wrapped his arm around her.

It didn’t seem to matter that the Dom was actually several inches shorter than Gavin, Jax, and Aiden, the power of his personality and his self-confidence more than made up for any lack of height. He wasn’t at all perturbed by the glowers either. Cyana liked him immediately.

“Welcome to the Hideaway, I am the owner, Javier Rios.” His devastating smile swept over all of them. “You are the two couples having the collaring ceremonies, si?”

“Aye,” Gavin responded, his brogue thicker than Cyana could ever remember it being. She put her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. Which was even harder when she accidentally caught Leah’s eye.

Oh man, the testosterone was really going to be flowing on this trip, she could tell.

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Thursday, January 27, 2022

Throwback Thursday - Tempting the Domme

 #TBT to Tempting the Domme!

*spoilers ahead*




Oh man. My first Domme book. I've talked about it before, but just in case anyone didn't know, I did not originally intend to write this book when I started writing the Stronghold Doms series. I didn't fee like I would be able to write a Domme book.

I loved Olivia, but I figured she'd be a permanent side character and eventually I'd show her getting a full-time sub, but that I wouldn't actually write that story.

But then I kept writing the books and getting to know her more and more and she got deeper and deeper into my head and I realized that even though I wasn't sure how well I would do at it, I could hear her just as clearly as any of my other main characters and I wanted to TRY writing her book.

It didn't hurt that so many people kept asking if she was going to get her own book, and I could see that everyone else loved her just as much as me.

So I introduced Luke in Stripping the Sub and got that party started. I was still really nervous about it, so at the end of Stripping the Sub there were TWO epilogues for the first time - one for Sharon and Jake, and one for Olivia and Luke - and I asked readers to message me and tell me whose story they would prefer to read next.

It was a close call, but Olivia and Luke came out on top. Which, honestly, I think was right for the series anyway. Jake and Sharon still had a little bit more push and pull to do lol.

I surprised myself with how much I loved writing Olivia's book. It was fun getting to write about a woman on top. And, honestly, in some ways, not that different from writing about a man on top. I had so much fun with it that I knew, after her book, I would probably be writing more Dommes (and I am!).
Luke was such a hottie too. That was one thing, I really wanted to write about her with a new sub and bringing an Alpha man to his knees, because those were two things I was already super familiar with writing, I was just putting a new twist on them.

What did you think? Were you hesitant to read a Domme book? Were you excited about it?