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Whoa, I Think Hellcat Is Nearly Done… 💕

Morning, peeps!

Quickie newsletter this week, pretty sure. XD I might actually be early too. I’ve been waking up at 1am the last week and I’m enjoying all the quiet time when the house is asleep. I think the fever actually helped me, weird as that may sound. I feel so chill. My thoughts are calm, I’m editing super fast, life feels good. Maybe my immune system needed a flu to fight to remind the body, ‘hey, this is what things feel like when we’re actually battling something dangerous. Chill already over the allergies.’ Lol, or maybe not. But I’m feeling fine, stable (fingers crossed) and I’m getting shit done, so I have no complaints!

Whoo, the final draft/edit of Hellcat is flying. Gail is being an amazing help (thank you, Gail!) and I suspect this book is going to be officially done by next week. I need to get the cover adjusted slightly, seeing as the name has changed. Hellcat will eventually have a sequel, so the name Hellcat is now the series title instead of the new title, which is ‘Mated To The Demon Prince.’ Just in case you were wondering what Hellcat is about, mating and demon princes are a part of it. *wink*

My first XXX novel and it’ll just squeeze in at 100,000 words. I’m super excited. I didn’t think I’d be able to balance so much heat with plot, but I found a way. I have a feeling the sequel may end up being even naughtier, seeing as it’s all about kidnapping and ruining a certain secondary character in the first book. *eyebrow waggle* But one thing at a time.

That Free Month Thing Was Apparently A Fail

Apologies are in order. So I thought by adding a month to everyone’s subscription would, you know, give everyone a free month. Simple. Apparently not. :/ You need to cancel your paypal payment to actually see the free month. What happens is you cancel payment and you’ll still be a member until the end of the added month. Ideally, that will be when Paypal prompts you again. (Ideally. Not holding my breath.)

Seriously sorry this damn thing has been so buggy. I’ve been handing out refunds for those who I notice are having a problem, but I’m not usually looking at that side of the website. I just assume it ‘works’ you know? Silly me. This is for long term members too, btw. If you did a yearly subscription and cancel payment at the end, you’ll have a free month to read then.

Once Hellcat is completed, I’m going to be looking at my subscription membership software. Very likely I’ll be updating it—possibly scrapping it for a new system all together. Whatever that choice will be, it won’t actually be happening until I finish writing Sorcerer Slayer. I want to get that gorgeous beast done (160,000 words already written, whoot!) and I want it to be now, not later. I have gone into neurotic fits every time I go to fix the website, and I just don’t want to be that crazy person right now. One day, I’ll be able to afford to hire someone for this shit. @[email protected] I absolutely understand why people want money, so they don’t have to deal with annoying shit.

Anyways, the website bullshit can wait a month or so; Sorcerer Slayer is fucking happening! And Demon Bonded. The next episode is all drafted out, I just gotta give it my attention.

Oliris is born!

Okay, so I stumbled across a book I’ve been waiting for. Apparently it’s out!!! Lol. So, a year ago… wait, 2 years ago? Has it been two? (Sorry, I can’t remember time when it comes to what I’m now dubbing ‘the mold years.’ I remember things happened, not so much when.) Anywho, S. Neff had invited me to have a sneak peek of her book while she was writing. It was fabulous—I rarely read fantasy anymore but she brought the concrete into it and made it feel real—and I’ve been waiting ever since, and I suddenly stumbled across it yesterday. She’s an amazing artist, just saying, and I totally remembered the cover.

Anyways, I’m just so glad all her hard work paid off, and her book is finally out! An author’s first book can be super intimidating (as can all the ones that follow. @[email protected] *cough* I mean, it totally gets easier. >_> ) Sometimes it can feel like the world is against you; time, money, even family and friends are suddenly battling for your ability to just get some words down. I’m always so happy to see someone get to the finish line. Congrats!

Bunny Love

For those who missed last week’s Last Week Tonight with John Oliver, they wrote a LGBTQ positive bunny book for kids! It’s all about bunny love and marriage equality—which, eh, I think marriage is archaic and overrated, but yay to those who enjoy the tax status. All proceeds go to the Trevor Project and Aids United.

I wanted to point out this one star comment… Whoa. Okay, so there were only 400 or so comments a week ago. Holy fuck. And look at those resellers jacking the price up, the shameless opportunists. XD Anyways, someone wrote something along the lines of ‘…this book is a shallow misrepresentation of very sensitive issues, should not be read to children…” And I had to ask myself, why is sexuality in any form a sensitive issue? Why is gay marriage sensitive for anyone—except perhaps the people who aren’t allowed to marry because of something as trivial as gender? Why do some people want the range of human sexuality to just disappear, and why do they want the people who ask to be treated equally to be quiet because it’s ‘sensitive?’

I feel like people who want ‘sensitive’ things to disappear are really people who are uncomfortable with the world as it is. They hope as long as they don’t see it and think about it, they’re safe. ‘Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell’ was a fine example of sensitive human beings freaking the fuck out that gay people existed, but they were also trying to compromise by saying ‘just as long as we don’t know, you’re allowed to be gay and around us. But once we do know, you need to disappear cuz gay people can’t exist. Get out of my bubble.’

It’s pretty intense. It’s a whole lot of that perspective thing I was talking about last week. Blaming other people for your own discomfort and emotions—blaming a book for existing. (Oh, and yeah, I totally troll negative reviews on shit because I want to understand how and why people react. It’s great for writing realistic dialog, and great for understanding life in general. I study this stuff. XD)

The world shouldn’t have to disappear for some people to feel comfortable. Not accepting a blue sky doesn’t turn it red, and not accepting the vast range of sexuality doesn’t make it go away. Why should anyone ever have to feel shame or go away just because some people can’t handle the reality around them? It’s not the world’s fault some people are sensitive; it’s theirs.

Exposure therapy for the uncomfortable is a beautiful thing. Not only do they get to have a revelation every time they find their boundaries and push past, but there are so many people waiting to embrace them once they get past their shit and see how varied and beautiful the world is. Come on over and bring the hugs already. <3

Sexy Yaoi Game!

Oh, before I forget—I know, I’m all over the place this week. XD It looks like To Trust an Incubus Bara Yaoi BL Gay Dating Sim Visual Novel is going to happen! I’ve been watching this project closely, partly because I’m interested in one day making a yaoi Demon Bonded game. I can’t wait to see what Yamilia does to make this beauty come to life.

And Then The Devil Cried – $0.99

Adam Delaney was saved by a man with a criminal past. A man whose reality is different to most other people in this world, but for Adam, Rho Bennet is a savior.

Marcus Troy is the man everyone fears.
Rho Bennett considers himself the drug kingpin’s right hand, but things change when Rho brings home Adam, an orphan boy who never had a real family and who is having a rough time finding his place in the world.

Rho’s instinct is to protect the boy but when Marcus sets his sights for Adam, everything changes. Marcus wants Adam at any cost. He will do anything in his power to get him.

The Devil doesn’t always laugh.
Sometimes, he weeps with you.

So if you guys ever want to stalk me, here are some links (I don’t mind if you are in it for the penis jokes)
https://m.facebook.com/elliefoxfiction/
https://www.facebook.com/groups/elliesfoxes/

Atomic Banana: Forbidden Love MM Romance

Is it wrong of me to be falling for the Man of the House? I was only gone for two months, and I’m sure he wasn’t this irresistible before I left.

But there’s no way that either he or I can act on these feelings that we’re developing for each other… is there?

When love is this strong, surely there is nothing that can stand in its way.

No judgements, no taboos, no relationships…

This is a dark, steamy taboo romance story that contains cheating and some moderate psychological terror.

Omega Sanctuary

I fell in love with the enemy.
He was unpredictable. Hardened. Dangerous.
He was my omega.

Carter Thompson is an alpha wolf shifter, an outcast in a world full of betas. Sanctuary city is the last hope for his people. He just has to find it. However, his plans are turned upside down when he’s caught in the rifle sight of a handsome soldier with a huge secret.

As a soldier for the beta army, twenty-eight-year-old omega Liam is granted a life of minuscule privileges, until a surprise pregnancy puts his fragile safety in mortal danger. Now Sanctuary City is Liam and his baby’s last chance. But an irresistible attraction to a rebel alpha soldier may be his downfall.

Escaping with Carter Thompson is a desperate roll of the dice. Falling in love should not be in the cards. They are opposites. They should never have fallen in love, but they both understand loss and want a better future. Will that be enough to keep them together as Liam’s former comrades in arms close in?

Oliris

Senana Saz Rays has been sentenced to four years of slave labor on prison planet Indiku after assaulting his state appointed psychiatrist. Leaving his lover Rhyan behind on earth, Sena spends his time on the planet Indiku working with the coveted medicinal leeri flowers. Although a slave, he can’t help but find peace in the mundane life he’s lived on the alien planet and the wondrous sightings of the indigenous Zanzi that look so much like mythical earth dragons. Senana is just one year shy of going home and being with Rhyan again when all thoughts of freedom are swiped away as a massive Zanzi takes him from the leeri fields and back to the mountains it calls home.

La’el is a proud Zanzi. His only wish was to find a life mate and experience the bond his parents share. When he finally finds him in the leeri fields he doesn’t hesitate to take Sena— even their vast physical differences won’t dissuade the young Zanzi. La’el will do anything to prove to Sena that they are meant to be together, even if he’s unsure how to convince his human mate.

Both La’el and Sena are about to find out that there is more between them than either of them could ever imagine. Their bond affects more than just their fate, but also reveals a true evil buried in the heart of Indiku, and all the way back to Earth.

Last Week To Read Heat Free!

If having to go through his first heat wasn’t bad enough for werewolf Ryan Moss, kidnapping and tying up his rival of forever, Shane Cooper, guarantees to make it eventful. Too bad Ryan’s wolf thinks the boy is perfect for mating no matter how straight Shane says he is.
XXX 23,000+ wrds, paranormal, werewolf, straight to gay, noncon, bdsm. Published: June 3, 2016

 

MM Valentine’s Freebies and What Really Pulls The Trigger of a Gun 💔

Hey, peeps!

Shout out for all the newbies who picked up The Autumn Prince which was featured on Instafreebie Monday. I’m Sadie Sins and this newsletter is about free and discount mm (gay) romance and erotic books, and whatever I feel like rambling about at the time. You’re not obligated to hang around—click the unsubscribe button if you’re in newsletter overload, no judgments—but if you do hang around, hi and welcome. ^^

I’m putting my gun rant at the bottom. It’s not really a rant, it’s more just a thing. Life and death and not having the outrage in me anymore. But first, a quick update of all the things that happened book related.

You can read Drunk, Blind, Stupid Cupid on the site for free along with its sequel, My Broken Angel. Valentine’s special! I wanted to clean them up and get the edited versions up (Gail, you did an amazing job) but time just wasn’t on my side. When everything is a priority, nothing is a priority. (I’ve been saying this so much lately. @[email protected]) Still, they’re wonderful and heartfelt and, uh, pretty boys with wings. Can’t go wrong with that.

I’m nearly done writing Episode #3 of Teddy’s Naughty Adventures. I wanted a break from Hellcat before Hellcat broke me. Everything is turning into a long ass novel lately. I need to find a way to stop being so long-winded. Ugh. I’m going to be trying some speed writing, actually. Like, I came up with a template for the kind of formulaic erotic writing I do for the shorts (think Coffee Guy or The Drunk Email,) and I’m going to just fly through a story and see what happens. I need to finish something! My brain needs to be able to go ‘STOP!’ and I can feel content and satisfied in something. It’s getting overwhelming, all these novels without any end.

What else… oh, I did some pretty pictures of the Demon Bonded guys.

Wasn’t really even planning it, but instead looking for a break from the novel writing. I don’t know what it is but this week feels like it was twice as long as normal. So far I have Ky, and Lovely. And I did a little video thing of Lovely from start to finish! There’s something really satisfying to watch a painting get to the end. I think it’s the same trigger in my brain that paints in the first place—seeking a balance.

I want to make a video for the book covers I create. I don’t know if I want to put the time in to make it ‘instructional’ but you can learn a lot from a walk through about composition, placement, and how to get to the end of something when you don’t realize you’re still in the middle.

Call for REVIEWS!

Okay, so Wendy’s book, Zeus: Conquering His Heart is officially live and free to read on KU! It’s all about Eros (aka, Cupid) so very Valentine’s Day related. Wendy has that beautiful way with prose I dream of fondly while absolutely ignoring it in my own writing. If anyone has some extra time, I know she’s looking for reviews. It can always be hard to get reviews—it’s the bread and butter for a lot of authors, and always greatly appreciated. <3

Don’t miss the books down below (aka, if you don’t want to read about my take on gun control, scroll away. XD)

Where all My Opinions Lead to PTSD… Again. XD

So I heard about the Florida school shooting in passing (I’m not watching the news anymore,) and as terrible as it might sound, I didn’t feel a thing. Because this keeps happening. It’s going to keep happening because nothing is being done to change it. There is a problem in this country and it will not evaporate on its own. It’s only February and there have already been 6,965 incidences of gun violence in the US.

I heard a line from someone who was previously on Cracked (can’t think of his name) that went along the lines of ‘just what do you think the generation who grew up afraid of being shot up in their schools is going to do to your guns when they’re in power?’ It really got me thinking. That statement sounds so obvious, right? When we can’t even get reasonable regulations, just what do you think people who have lived afraid for their lives will do when given a chance? They’ll definitely not want to be shot, so they’ll definitely call to regulate guns, maybe even ban them completely. The next generation will be smarter than this one. Except, every argument from people who want to keep guns is the same fucking thing—we don’t want to be unarmed against a gunman. Guns save lives.

Yeah, the instrument made solely to murder totally saves lives. That’s why we use them all the time in hospitals. To save lives. They’re totally not what puts people in morgues. When they made that model that literally brought people from the dead (Lazarus .45) I was sold. (I make no excuses for my sarcasm. Deal with it. XD)

Logic has no place in this problem because gun violence isn’t a problem of logic, it’s a problem of fear. Perceptions of safety. Every day people all around this country are sitting at home waiting for someone to walk through their front door and murder them. That’s why they want a gun; they don’t want to be murdered. They are terrified of the world, they believe people (or at least the people they don’t know) are innately evil and murderous, and this is the only way they can grasp some sanity. With a gun, not a shield. Safe. They bring a weapon of murder into their homes to feel safe. This is not logical, but it is the human condition.

I don’t know what war is happening in America today, but there are a lot of people waiting for one. When people don’t perceive the world as safe, they want to feel safe and that drives them to do irrational things like kill a teenager for being black or assume a gun is unloaded after a safety demonstration or spend their entire life waiting for some huge disaster by stockpiling food and useless shit and telling themselves how smart they are for cheating death. Death is still coming no matter how far you push it off, and you have no control. Period. Nothing you do will stop death, but my fuck, people are sure causing a lot of death in their fear.

People who want guns to protect themselves from people with guns, really want guns to protect themselves from their own insane minds. And guess what, it’s not going to do the trick. The gun isn’t the problem, it’s the desire to feel safe in an unpredictable world. It’s choosing to see fear has more value than every single life lost because no one will regulate a series of machines made solely to murder. There is no other purpose for a gun than to kill. It is not a paperweight, it is not a collector’s item, it is not a magic shield that makes everything safe and shiny—it’s a specifically designed killing machine being put into the hands of people who are not required to train to make sure they know how to use that weapon, or even see if they have the mental capacity to keep them from using that weapon on fellow human beings.

There are no locks on these guns, no keys—imagine having a car where a child could just sit in the driver’s seat and start driving? How irresponsible, and yet the fingerprint technology we have is not being used for gun locks. Guns are made to murder people, and we have laws to keep people from being murdered, and yet, the disconnect continues because ‘guns save lives.’

What we’re seeing is trauma 101. Give me control over the uncontrollable. This is what turns rational human beings into unbearable assholes, religious fanatics, rule creating neurotics, and obsessive fortune tellers. They will seek any mental concept to allow them to feel safe in an uncontrollable world. They will create rules, gods, laws, constructs to a false reality, and tell themselves as long as they follow it all, they will be safe. Immortal. Maybe even important and brilliant cuz they have it all figured out. They know no harm will come, they can predict and control the future, all because they followed those arbitrary rules they made up.

As you can see, I’m enjoying my PTSD writing. XD And for this, my mindfulness. Because I cannot take the unbearable feelings of being unsafe away from people. This irrational pattern of thinking is a coping strategy people use when they’re overwhelmed. This irrational action of killing before being killed (even when no danger is present outside of the mind) is what humans in trauma do to feel like they have control. They do this to themselves, and to everyone around them because this is the only way they know how to cope. I have the ability to see through that problem and cope differently, but it’s not something you can stamp into people’s brains and force them to follow. Many are extremely happy to live in fear thinking they have the answer to it all. They have their rules; they’re in control.

When I sit in my house, I have a choice of how I want to feel, and I choose to feel comfortable, happy, loved, compassionate toward my fellow humans, joyful and free. I am not afraid. I don’t know many of my neighbors, I know even far less of the people in my state or the country or the entire world, but I love them all, and believe that they don’t want to harm me. That’s all a belief is and it allows me to live feeling safe verses fearing for my life. The world doesn’t change depending on my belief, but I certainly enjoy living my life far more when I believe there is nothing to fear.

I will never fear one of my loved ones being shot in this house by a gun, because there will never be a gun in this house. There’s no question of it. If a gun isn’t here, it can’t be used to shoot us. And if a gun is brought in, we had no control and that’s that. It just is. Control is an illusion, safety is an illusion, fear is an illusion. I will choose the world around me where no one has hurt me, over the lies in my head that people find me so interesting that they’re waiting to murder me—how interesting one must be in that scenario. XD

I truly feel for the people so terrified that they would rather surround themselves with the thing they fear—death—than live in life. But more, I feel for those who keep being victim, who keep suffering because these people refuse to wake up to the environment they’re perpetuating. When you believe the world is a dangerous place to be, you are very likely reacting in ways that make it dangerous. I am the kind of person who will help a stranger, smile, have a conversation instead of that cold, hostile, terrified girl I used to be because of my PTSD filter. The world didn’t change, it’s all my perspective.

I contribute to the world I want to live in, as do we all. When your inner world is consumed with seeking a need for control in a terrifying existence, the outer world you create will reflect it. Everyone will be a potential enemy who may want to harm you, every dark night full of potential monsters, every helping hand hiding a devious intention. And as someone who still struggles with those neurotic control freak mental patterns, I know what little joy there is being around someone like that. It’s fucking misery. The first part of this newsletter was me needing to explain how I’m ignoring or working around those impulses because living with a need to control shit that doesn’t matter is miserable.

Compassion is still my keys to living free. If I can be compassionate for my own flawed, broken, traumatized self enough that it got me this far into freedom, surely compassion for others can allow them to change. It cannot force them, even nudge them, but so many are waiting for permission to change and stop being so afraid. They can’t give themselves that permission for whatever reason, but compassion from others can. If we reflect our inner world, we can hope that the outer world can work to transform the inner worlds of those so lost inside. They’re trying to grasp control in the uncontrollable instead of enjoying this wonderful ride on this spiral of a planet hurtling through the galaxy in an immeasurable universe—maybe it’s why they’re grasping on so tight, huh? Do they feel the planet move? XD

We’re living on a fuzzy, waterlogged rock but we still think everything we do is so damn important… aka, I accept I’m probably not going to have Hellcat finished this week. Just sayin. >_> It can be hard to let beliefs go that hurt us, that construct a familiar world we understand but also terrifies us. But it’s that need to understand what can’t be understood that causes this in the first place. Sometimes terrible shit happens and you can’t prepare and you can’t avoid, and all you can do is love the people and the life you have right now. This is the one guarantee, this moment. I don’t want to waste it fearing something that may never come to be.

MM Reads!

Zeus: Conquering His Heart – Free in KU

I do not yet know how to be a god, for I am only 18 and still just a silly boy who has fallen in love with Love himself, while my father Cronus plots and schemes to lock me in his dungeon and make me his slave forever.

When I throw the lightning and summon the thunder, it isn’t always out of anger, but often from a love so all-consuming it could only be the effect of Eros himself. Yes, he is beautiful. Of course he is. How could he be otherwise, with hair the color of sunlight and white-feathered wings that drape to the floor? And he is as ancient as the myth of time itself, an immortal with powers and glamour beyond my ability to imagine. He struggles to teach me wisdom, control, strategy, yet I sit here babbling like a child, for all I can think of is how I might try – at least let me try! – to prove myself to him in some way that will cause him to crave my company and my touch, just as I crave his.

Spanking the Boss – $0.99

A secret night of passion just got a lot more complicated…

Young and savvy CEO, Trent Davis has a reputation for being in control—of everything. But when a case of mistaken identity puts him in a situation more pleasurable than he’s ever imagined, Trent knows he needs more.

Hungry for success as a new junior analyst, Charlie Reynolds is determined to prove himself at work. Winding up in his boss’ arms isn’t exactly his best career move—especially since the powerful CEO has no idea who he is.

Will Charlie admit the truth and destroy his future in the company or will “spanking the boss” be the beginning of something deeper?

Omega’s Rockstar

A rock star doesn’t need a babysitter.

It’s just the stupid record label forcing them together. They think a reckless Alpha like Seth needs a nice Omega from Nebraska to keep him in line. Whatever.

A self-made Alpha doesn’t need another lover to bring him down.

After what his ex boyfriend did to him, Seth would rather stay single. Mister Rockstar in his pants can find his own action, without any stupid commitments. And Seth especially won’t get involved with that beautiful “sobriety companion” the record label sent over.

Mike doesn’t need Seth. But he does need this job.

Going For It – $0.99

What Happens When These Two Teammates Accidentally Get Married?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Free to Read for February!

Drunk, Blind, Stupid Cupid

Aiden didn’t expect to spend Valentine’s Day doing anything but cursing the color scheme. He’s built a wall around his heart filled with bitterness and cynicism created by years of disappointment and neglect. A wall two winged boys are determined to ignore as they claim that Aiden is their destiny.

My Broken Angel

I didn’t know that one bloody kiss could change my life forever. I‘ve found my soulmate and nothing makes sense anymore. He’s a half demon, half angel who just got out of the pit. Danyal doesn’t know how to be human—Worse, he doesn’t know how to keep living. There’s nothing I won’t do for him but I’m only human and when Danyal runs, he flies.

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DRAFT SCENE TWELVE

The apartment outside, the stairwell, the gang following up, filling up the space. Corey’s inside, calling to Sage from the bedroom, asking where the fuck he’s been. He’s been waiting for the damn pain in the ass. Did he get any money—

Money? Frey speaks up, stalking into the living room, Corey swearing from the unfamiliar man’s voice. He comes out of the bedroom with his bat, a beer in hand. Who the fuck are you? Sage, did you seriously let these fuckers into the house?

Sage is shaking and for the first time it’s not fully out of fear of Corey. He’s afraid of Frey, afraid of the damn near animalistic power these men were standing with.

Frey has some questions for Corey. About Sage. Why he hurts him. Why he gives a fuck if he’s having sex. What—did you get off, you little freak! I fucking warned you—Frey grabs the bat when Corey goes to swing it, snarling as the nails bit into his hand. Corey stares at him, hissing when Frey starts to heal. Fuck—you’re one of them.

He was drunk, couldn’t notice their odd eyes in the light. Sage, you brought fucking werewolves into the house! Taylor’s hand grabbed his again, the small boy edging in front of him like he was a shield. But Sage wasn’t afraid for himself. Frey looked terrifying, the man taller, puffing. He was a werewolf, a leader of a pack of werewolves, and when they had problems, they dealt with it one way. By killing.

Corey, just answer his questions, Sage pleaded, his eyes wide and full of unshed tears. Don’t… don’t fight these guys.

Motherfucker! Glaring at where Sage and Taylor were holding hands, Corey wrenched his bat from Frey’s hand, only to have his throat grabbed by the werewolf leader. Listen to your brother, Corey.

He’s not my brother, Corey snarled. He’s some fucking halfbreed that I should have let the werewolves eat years ago, he spat out against the hold. I should have known he’d find his family of freaks eventually.

What are you saying? Sage whispered.

He’s lying, Taylor said furiously. He’s just trying to hurt you for bringing them here.

Like fuck. His father was a dog cock and now the little bitch has found a pack of them. Just like sick ass mom—she got them both killed. If she had stayed the fuck away from the shifters, the werewolves never would have come for us. She got dad killed cus she was a cheating whore.

Enough, Frey snarled. He pushed Corey like a ragdoll, Jared catching him and grabbing the man by the mouth so he couldn’t speak.

Sweetness, does he hurt you? Frey tears Sage’s shirt off, revealing the boy’s old scars. Don’t kill him, Frey. He hurts you—hates you. How long until he decides he doesn’t want you to live anymore? That he can’t share space with a shifter? Then I’ll leave, Sage pleaded, tears falling when Frey licked up the side of his neck. Come live with me, pet. I’ll take care of you. Make sure he’ll never hurt you again. Give you everything you need. Don’t kill him. He’s all I have left. You have us now, baby. You’re never going to be alone again. No one is ever going to hurt you.

Fucking shit, Taylor whispered, covering his eyes when he heard the crack of bones, Jared’s fingers biting into Corey’s face. Wide eyed, Sage stared straight into Frey’s golden eyes, his breath coming out in hyperventilating gasps, Corey’s scream rising up.

He’s nothing, pretty. A piece of meat that’s been rotting out here, poisoning good people, good minds. The weak die and he is weak while we are strong. Frey crushes his mouth to his, Sage gasping, turning his head away only to be lifted up, Frey wrapping his arms around him while kissing him deep. Corey’s scream cut off abruptly, a sickening crack breaking in the air, Jared’s growl ripping through the room as the man’s body dropped in a heap on the floor.

Frey works at a crying Sage until the boy agrees he’ll go back with him, be his. He’s hard, taken next to the cooling, bloodied corpse of Corey.

Thankful for the smut? Yeah, me too. 🍄

Hey babes,

Another late day for me. Didn’t fall asleep until 2 this afternoon, lol. It’s nice to be able to set my own schedule and actually own that fact instead of feeling like some deadbeat for it. We are not robots and the body sleeps when it wants.

I’ve been busy this week making covers! I’m fiddling on the YA version of the Demon Arms cover—I’m changing the name, I’m changing the series title and everything. It’s totally going to be re-branded just for the genre and to see how it goes. I’m curious to see what repackaging can do to something. It’s totally fun. Hellcat is nearly done with its final draft and edit and Wendy’s cover is all ready. Lol, you will be seeing this again once her book is published but for now I just want to show off. <3

Look, barely any black! XD I pushed myself to not use all those dark, moody colors for these covers and I’m really happy with the results. I might be gaining some artistic range. XD

Finding gratitude in the everyday

I’ve been thinking a lot about why I write since my health has improved, and in that same breath, why I read. Writing has pretty much taken over reading for me because it provides the same thing reading used to. Escape. When I was younger, I read to escape memories of a traumatic childhood, and later, the effects of anxiety, as well as sick/dead parents and a very chaotic home environment where nothing felt like it was in my control. All those stories out there by amazing authors who took the time to share allowed me to escape my own brain, which wasn’t a great place to be. So here I am now, my brain a far better place to be, and I’m immensely grateful that I can offer that escape to others.

It is truly a gift to be able to give, no joke. I sometimes feel like giving fills me with far more joy than receiving ever does. It’s nearly selfish in a way cuz it’s a great feeling to have, yet it’s a selfishness I’m happy to embrace.

Speaking of giving, MM goodies down below.

 

Life and Death

Jack Miller is a friend, a father, and a therapist. When he learns that he has a brain tumor, his only hope is an expensive and experimental drug. Even though there are no guarantees, Jack decides to take the risk, but he has to revisit his shady past to come up with the money. While keeping the man he loves in the dark about his condition, he dedicates the rest of his life to helping other people. But it means destroying himself – and lying to the people he loves – in the process.

 

 

 

The Dragon’s Little Surprise – $0.99

Running Away From Their Pasts…. Bring Them Together

Being a dragon is hard enough, but being a gay one is even harder.

River is a young man getting to grips with the double whammy of being a dragon shifter as well as gay, in the small backwater of Carlsbad.

To make matters worse, he accidentally comes out as both gay and a dragon, at his graduation party, without realizing it.

Now shunned by the townsfolk, his father decides to send him away, under the tutelage of the charismatic, but also very strange, Storm Woods.

Building a Home

When you know there is a huge difference between having a house and a home…

Clay
Telling my family about the situation with Wes was scary, but it’s finally behind us, that secret is out in the open.
Now I need to make sure that the house I’ve been working on for years will finally be a home…

Aiden
Spending a lot of time with Wes is giving me a different outlook on the prospects of having my own family, especially a big one like he has.
It’s still early days, but I’m sure that if we all work together, we can make the house into a real home. Only, some plans go a little differently than expected…

This is the seventh novella about Alpha Clay and Omega Aiden in Making a Family, which takes place in a non-shifter Omegaverse world and contains mpreg (male-pregnancy).

The Wanderer – $0.99

When life kicks a wanderer in the bollocks, all he can do is fight for his life.

Bad boy BC Brooks screwed up his lifelong dream of being captain of the English national rugby team. Lost and confused, he hides from his failures until an unexpected inheritance forces him to make a change.

Graham Hodson lives for travel, adventure, and one-night stands. Wanderlust rules his life. He never expects a brief encounter with a stranger to haunt his dreams and follow him across the world.

One diagnosis shakes both men to their core.

One journey through the depths of recovery brings two perpetual bachelors into the unknown territory of love.

Hunter: Elsewhere Gay Fantasy Romance – $0.99

An erotic gay fantasy romance *** fated soulmates

Some are born as prey.

Small-town orphan Pip is stuck in a rut. Life just turns in circles. He’d like to meet his first boyfriend and find a job. But he can’t even escape his old school bullies, it seems… Until a hunk of a guy with magic fingers steps in and saves him.

Others are born to hunt.

The stranger who seduces Pip is an immortal god, sworn to him for all of Pip’s lives. God in the forest and between the sheets, Hunter will have his prize. Again and again.

Destiny lies with Hunter.

After experiencing his first kiss, Pip discovers their fates are bound together for all eternity. Hunter has access to a world of magic and wonder, and the changes in Pip’s life are almost too much to take. Now he’s faced with an impossible choice…

Hunter is a hot and steamy gay fantasy romance with a guaranteed happy ever after and no cheating.

 

🎃 MM Treats! (No tricks) 🎃

Boo!

I’m apparently in bitch mode. >_> Unless a seller on Amazon has a good long term rating, even for books, don’t go there. Just don’t do it. 9 complaints of fraud in the week I’m waiting for a book that turns out to be an empty package sent to Florida. I don’t live in Florida. Because fucktard scammers.

What are people doing for Halloween? I haven’t even decorated yet or carved a pumpkin. @[email protected] I’m such a procrastinator. I’m going to go get those cool webs a little later today—I seriously love the webs. We hung them off the ceiling last year and they looked amazingly creepy. I’m also fighting the guilt of giving small packets of diabetes to children. My twin brother has diabetes, I have hypoglycemia and our birth mother had diabetes; this stuff isn’t getting better but our culture continues to feed the epidemic. But… I don’t want to be the douche-bag handing out anything not candy either. >_> I have a hoard of apples from apple picking… I dunno. I feel like they’d end up on the driveway right after. Ah, the social obligations to feed strange children sugar.

I have beautified… simplified? the updates page. Aka, I actually now have a system of updates so you can quickly see the most recent ones and my weekly goals. Goals I update on Sunday and since it’s Saturday, you only see the one for Intangible. Because, let’s face it, I’m not going to pretend I’m so on top of shit I can plan beyond a week. Sometimes the muse smacks me over the head, the other time life happens. But I think this is going to not only be clearer for subscribers but also keep me on track.

Have a feeling Hellcat is going to take 2 more weeks to write and have a final edit. Way past Halloween. I don’t want to rush it though. I don’t want to ruin my own efforts by forcing a deadline. It’s coming out super cute/hot/action adventurey, if I do say so myself. (A mess? Does that sound like a mess? XD) Anywho… You can read the first 3 scenes for free if you haven’t already.

Goodies of the week <3

Some might be sweet but not cavity inducing. (Oh, the lameness will never stop.) Some sexy horror just for Halloween too. Ooh…

Costume Party- $0.99

On Halloween, romance hides behind a mask…

Frat boys Tony and Ray fell for each other when they were both college freshmen, but neither of them knew. At a Halloween costume party in a gay nightclub, they’re drawn together, masked by their costumes. When they tumble into bed together later that night, the everything comes off. With identities revealed, the situation heats up.

Neither of them can undo what happened between them, but after years of being best friends, the misunderstandings begin to pile up. Will old habits tear them apart before they even have a chance, or can true love really beat all odds on Halloween?

Costume Party is a friends-to-lovers story about two frat boys who find love with each other during Halloween. It has explicit scenes and a HEA ending is assured!

 

Leather Head- $0.99

Gable is just playing dress up for San Francisco’s leather S&M fair, but Leather Head isn’t playing. His friend Shawn warns him to be careful what he’s advertising for since the community has been rocked by four brutal murders. Gable still thinks it’s all in fun, but it isn’t. Desire can be deadly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saviors: Duty and Sacrifice 1 (The God Jars Saga)

Trust is more terrifying than any weapon.

Valis’ father wants to sacrifice him to the evil God, Qos. His uncle wants to use him as a magical battery and sex slave. All Valis wants is to live in peace, without fear of constant abuse. When he escapes his father’s sacrificial knife and runs away, he lands in the camp of his two saviors, Kerac and Darolen, holy Aesriphos warriors powerful enough to put his family in their place.

But trusting anyone could be fatal, and the warriors ask the impossible: to sell his father’s farmstead and abandon his old life to join their monastery.

They’re his only hope and when he learns to trust them, they’re the father figures he always wanted, but Valis isn’t sure he’s strong enough to put aside his fear and start over.

The M/M romance in God Jars is a very slow burn. The God Jars Saga contains explicit material including violence, abuse, and M/M sexual encounters, and is not advised for anyone under the age of 18.

A Gladiator’s Sword- $0.99

When Marius hands Ezra a Roman gladius with a stylized T in the hilt, he tells Ezra that it’s special. Ezra finds out just how special when he wakes up to a gladiator in his house. He soon learns that like Marius, Titus prayed to Janus to give him a new life and the god complied. Now that he’s met the man to go along with the sword, Ezra realizes that he yearns to share his world, and his life, with the gladiator.

Titus knew nothing except the arena and his few good friends in the cohort. He follows Marius’ lead, trusting the god to deliver him from his brutal life. When he realizes he’s in Ezra’s house, and that Ezra has his sword, he quickly learns that the modern world is good. Bacon? Hot water? What more could a gladiator want? Getting to know Ezra, and exploring his delicious body would make an excellent start.

 

 

 

Saint Brig- Free

Brig- a young man tossed out of his parent’s home on graduation day. Why? For daring to be himself. Unwilling to conform to their religion, or pretend to be straight, Brig leaves home on a journey that will test his fortitude in ways he never thought possible.

Ending up in Liberty Park, in downtown Salt Lake City, he finds it filled with other homeless kids. His sheltered upbringing forces him to grow up quickly. Another street urchin, Gabriel, takes him under his wing, offering him his only glimpse of happiness during a heady, 24 hour period of time.

Saint Brig is a short story about a young gay man forced to grow up fast- too fast. Will Brig escape his tragic fate, or get lost in the shuffle of other forgotten youth, doomed to a life on the streets?

 

 

No Filter- $0.99

Indy will do anything to prevent his mobster ex from finding him. Their last encounter left Indy recovering for months in the hospital, and ever since he’s become an expert at hiding in plain sight. Determined to stay under the radar, he takes on a new identity and moves from place to place. His life has no room for friendships, let alone love, so he keeps his heart firmly closed. After all, he has nothing to offer but a damaged body and a broken soul. Plus, he’s so done with men. Until he meets the man who breaks through all his defenses.

Former Army Medic Noah came back damaged from his last tour—in more than one way. Between supporting his best friend-with-benefits Josh who’s struggling with PTSD, dealing with his own issues, and the stress of his job as a physician assistant, rebuilding his life seems impossible. There’s little time for what Noah needs, let alone for what he wants. When he meets Indy, Noah discovers what he wants more than anything: for Indy to stay. But how will a relationship with Indy work when Noah needs Josh as well?

Indy never expected the strong, confident Noah to be as damaged and broken as himself. But what will happen if he starts letting Noah in? Indy knows he should run to protect Noah and Josh.

Noah needs Indy to stay more than anything. But will what little he has to offer be enough to make Indy trust him and stay?

No Filter is a steamy M/M romance featuring an open relationship (no cheating!) that ends with a HFN, but with the promise of a HEA. It’s the first book in the No Shame Series, and is not a stand-alone novel. It contains hot sex, a hint of a ménage, lots of talk about hot sex, flashbacks of said hot sex, and…Oh well, you get the idea. Also: trigger warning for mentions of sexual abuse.

Taken By Beasts- $0.99

This collection contains five never before released, steamy paranormal stories of monsters and the innocent, handsome young men they call prey *cough* boyfriend, written by the mistress of dubcon, Sadie Sins. Inside you’ll find five unique storylines containing friends to lovers, straight to gay, mild BDSM, and even a few group, taboo moments. It has furry full moon transformations, haunted houses, Halloween parties, evil witches, horny sorcerers, sexy demons, a cat shifter in distress, the rare minotaur, a stalking vampire, and a pack of rude, trash talking werewolves that don’t take no for an answer. Not to mention, the promise of a happy, claw biting ending. This book will make you downright beg to be a victim.

Halloween has never been quite so naughty as when you’re Taken by Beasts.

18+ For explicit man on monster action, graphic language, breeding, growls, tears, and over 66,000 words of hot, sexy fun.

 

 

Queeromance ink is having a sale!

LGBTQ books of all genres on sale this weekend.