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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)

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?


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


Gah, Okay, Stuff!!! 🍪🍪🍪

Whoot, my head is killing me. Lots of $0.99 MM reads below!

Hey, babes. Uh… I had an idea. I know, that’s kinda my thing. I get ideas and write them down and *snort* it’s a book! XD So, some while back I had this fun idea for a kind of Demon Virus reboot. For those who missed it, Demon Virus is a free fic you can snag where the concept was the MC gets stalked through the computer by a pretty rapey incubus. Like, I wanted to make a series or a novel out of Mikey and Will hunting down the bastard incubus who changed him and others and find a way to be changed back. Except, they need to first find the next virginal victim, so Will has been tracking the incubus’s movements online as best he can, while Mikey is trying to get the thralls who are changed to not totally lose their minds from the change—yeah, cuz drama! And I was going to open on this party where they think the next strike is already underway, introduce the characters in the game and then…

Well, I think this would be another fun plot line for one of those choose your own adventure things. Because I could do so much with it. My brain loves this kind of interactive novel idea where you have the reader making choices just looking to get to all the sexy outcomes and I feel like this plot could totally suit a lot of sexy outcomes. Like ridiculous, fun, pick a character, pick a conflict and go with it. Who would be the guy chosen as the sacrifice to lure the incubus in? Would it work or will the Incubus choose someone else? What if the guy chickens out last second, goes and has sex with someone—because he doesn’t want to risk being turned into a mindless sex thrall—and someone else is picked as a result and the plan thwarted? What if Mikey can’t keep Will from being a total horny bastard (even though Mikey is the sex thrall and Will the damn human!) What happens when a bunch of poor, tormented sex thralls end up at a college party? What happens if the Incubus is actually caught?!!

I love everything about this idea, of being able to write both stories, all options (at least, the most fun, sexy ones.) Just, I still have no clue how to fucking do it. XD I think that’s why my brain is all over this. I want to solve the problem of it. The multiple plots, the how to branch a story and allow it to double back, or just end. It’s such a project and my brain loves problem solving—plus the whole writing of sexy sex. XD I could fit just about any kink I want in there depending on the branch of the story. Straight to gay, first time, incest, monster sex, multi, sex thrall gangbang—it’s a thing now that I can conceive it. Lol. And what if such a concentration of paranormal beings like incubi sex thralls attracts the attention of other paranormal beings?

It really is just this fun, anything goes kind of concept. Love it. I could set it up on the website for starters—I can’t even imagine formatting the book just yet… okay, I can because my brain is on this shit, but still. I could set it up, start it as a free thing cus it’s interactive, maybe have some extra sexy branches locked so the subscribers feel they’re getting their value for supporting me. Squee, so many possibilities… Oh, maybe I could do subscriber polls to help decide which path to explore next?!

I have defined the ending of Hellcat (at least 10,000 words more @[email protected]) and am writing it into reality this week. Ah, TJ, you’re so screwed. <3 Then it’s back to Sorcerer Slayer (yay!!!) and I think the Demon Virus idea—unless something else catches me first. Oh, I nearly have the next Demon Bonded fully outlined and sketched, too. Ky’s going to school! Oh, oh, oh, and I keep forgetting to tell people. Demon Bonded #10 is out of KU and now permanently available for $0.99. Snag it if you haven’t yet.

*deep breath* I hope you’re all enjoying your weekend. Lol, excuse my manic joyful blathering. I’m having fun in my head again. XD

Laws of Attraction- $0.99

Welcome to the world of Luke Hanson.

Every few months he has to move to a new town, so friendships and relationships are as fleeting as the scenery.

Until he ends up in Glendale for the last months of high school, where he meets the resident bad boy, Kris.

Kris is enigmatic and mysterious. With his tattoos, wit and guitar skills, he’s every girl’s, and Luke’s, dream – but he keeps distance from everyone.

Living on the two ends of society, with Luke in the uptown and Kris in the poorest neighborhood where poverty and abuse are a normal occurrence, will Luke be able to pass the emotional barriers Kris had set in place and have a real relationship?

Laws of Attraction is the first in series of MM contemporary romances, but can be read as a standalone novella with a HFN ending.
Tropes: First Time, Enemies to Lovers, Coming of Age.

Angel’s Feathers

How far would you go for the one you love? How much of yourself would you sacrifice?

Trapped on a decaying Earth and cut off from the rest of the Universe, humans are no longer allowed to leave their planet. Break this one law and you die: a penalty enforced by flyers, aliens who look like angels of long-lost religions. Michael, the flyers’ leader, is the Punisher who carries out every public execution.

Adam, a young human with near-perfect memory, is committed to rebuilding Earth and a true believer in the flyers’ dominion. While Adam’s support for flyers isn’t a secret, his deep love for Michael is. Not even Michael knows, for his kind never take human lovers, and to Adam, they are too far above him to reach.

In his broken and unwelcoming world, Adam’s love can only lead to pain, loss, and disaster. Yet there is no force in the huge expanse of stars and galaxies that can stop Adam from following Michael to the end of existence. Not even Adam’s own beliefs.

Straight By Day- $0.99


What I thought was a casual fling from a hookup app turns out to be a meet-up with the most famous actor in the world. I want nothing more than to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity until I realize he’s in a relationship with an equally famous actress. However, once he informs me that the relationship is simply meant as a public cover-up, I find myself in his hotel room. It doesn’t take long before I realize that a passionate night with Patrick could turn into more than a quick rendezvous.

The other problem? He’s never gone all the way with a man.


For as long as I can remember, I’ve chased a glamorous life of lead roles in action films and multimillion-dollar paychecks, but a one-time hookup turns into more than a quick thrill and forces me to throw caution to the wind. The public may view me as nothing more than an action hero, but Braden sees me for who I really am. The only issue now is figuring out if I’m able to walk away from the fantasy life I’ve built to live the authentic life that I’ve only ever seen in my dreams.

With millions of people watching my every move, I have to decide if I’m strong enough to cast aside fame and fortune and finally embrace what I truly want.

Strays, Links And Demons- $0.99

Episode #10. The line between humanity and demon blurs…
Ky can’t catch a break. While trying to come to terms with the murder he helped commit, the wards to his house are broken into by a new master sorcerer. Stewart Moore is condescending, arrogant, and might be Ky’s hope or doom in his upcoming trial.
The Aeternum, a coven of demon summoners, has laid claim to Tobias’s demons and wand. If Ky can’t convince them he’s going to survive long enough to protect the seven lives he’s bonded to, the coven will forcefully take them.
Ky is betrayed when a new revelation concerning Anselm brings his entire existence into question.
There’s no one to turn to or trust when his only allies are the abused demons who exploit to survive. Ky is submerged in a world of murder, slavery, and sorcery with no way back to his old life. He’s not who he thought he was; he might have never been.

The Drunk Email—free

Nick has had a crush on his older brother for as long as he could remember. Justin is just so perfect; handsome, strong with blond hair and blue eyes. It’s impossible to look anywhere else. Nick never thought he’d ever tell his brother how he felt. That was until Justin went on a school trip out of country and Nick got lonely and really drunk.

Chasing Raider 2


Raider was all nerves and doubt the moment he stepped into Will and Chris’s room. He waited until none of the shifters were around. He didn’t want anyone to know his plan. He wasn’t even sure if Christopher could help him, and he sure as hell didn’t want to be made fun of if the other guys found out.

Will was reading a book on his bed when Raider knocked on the door frame. They always left their door open since everyone liked to hang out in the tree room. Still, Raider hesitated when he saw Will’s surprised expression. He never visited, like, ever. Shifters and sorcerers might freak Raider out, but the type of paranormals William and Christopher were took it to another level. They weren’t human. They weren’t ‘right,’ or so, at least Raider’s raccoon was insisting as the scent of elf and incubus surrounded him.

“Hey, Raider. What’s up?” Will closed his book and stood. A beaming smile crossed his face now his confusion was gone.

Raider bit his lip and his gaze strayed to the side where Christopher was sitting on his bed, unmoving, eyes closed. “Uh, hey. That is… hi?” He couldn’t seem to find the right words, which only made it all the more unbearable. What if Chris couldn’t help him? What if he, well, wanted something in return? What kind of payment would an incubus want?

Will seemed unfazed by Raider’s nervousness. He stepped over, his eyes bright, nutmeg colored hair bouncy. “Did you want help with your new plant? It’s really special and I’m sure you want to take good care of it.”

Raider nodded distractedly as his eyes flickered toward Chris again. The incubus still hadn’t moved and it was more unsettling than if he came running at him. “I need to, uh, ask something. A favor.”

Will smiled beckoningly. “Okay. I don’t have much else planned today…” Will trailed off and his expression grew dubious as he turned his head to Christopher. “Oh. Are you sure?”

Confused, Raider huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “Am I sure about what?”

Will’s eyes flickered his way a moment, only to land back on Chris. If anything, his expression grew more worried. “Alone?”

It was then Raider realized Will wasn’t talking to him, but telepathically to Chris. Raider pursed his lips and tried to stop the churning in his stomach. Crap, could Chris read his thoughts? Probably, right? He was some sort of demon who fed off of dreams or something and he could mind speak. He could probably read his thoughts.

Raider hunched forward and tried to take a few steadying breaths. It was bad enough having his thoughts, crazy as most of them usually were. The idea of anyone reading them was threatening to send him straight into a panic attack.

“Raider?” Will touched his arm gently but Raider still jolted. “I’m going to go for a little while,” Will said carefully. “I won’t be too long if you want help with the plant Michael gave you. Or I can stay, if you’d rather that.”

Raider stared at him a beat, his dark eyes full of fear warring with hope. After a moment, Raider shook his head. “It’s fine. I just need to, uh, talk to Chris. That’s all.”

Will’s smile was wilted at the edges as he glanced at Christopher again. “Right. Listen Raider, you haven’t been here long, you know? Maybe we should sit and I can explain a few things about paranormals you’re not so familiar with. I know it can be overwhelming and all but…”

“William.” Christopher’s voice was soft silk when the incubus spoke. Will clicked his mouth shut and glared his way. Chris, who had been motionless up to that moment, opened his eyes. They were a deep shade of red that glowed for a moment, although Raider might have imagined it. With Christopher’s skin an ashen, blue tint and his long sleek hair nearly white, it was easy to imagine his eyes might glow.

Will didn’t seem to care if Chris’s eyes had a demonic glow. He stood in front of Raider with his hands on his hips. “There’s no harm in explaining things.”

“You’re being rude,” Chris said simply, his voice void of emotion. “I don’t interrogate your guests.”

Will narrowed his sky blue eyes warningly. “I don’t eat my guests.”

Raider choked and broke down into a fit of coughing. Eat? Like cannibalism eat?

“Oh, dear.” Will turned to Raider and patted him on the back until he got his coughing under control. “No, you are far too sensitive. He’s practically shaking,” he added to Chris over Raider’s shoulder. “I don’t approve of this.”

Chris raised a pale eyebrow. “Thankfully, your approval was never required. Leave us.”

Will scowled, and his pointed ears turned red at the tips. He didn’t speak a word, but Raider could tell from the way he was glaring at Chris, he wasn’t being silent about his opinion on things. Christopher remained unmoving, his expression serene as the two communicated telepathically.

“Are you here of your own volition?”

It took Raider a moment, and he blinked when he finally realized Chris was talking to him. “What?”

Chris sighed, a both soothing and unsettling sound from a being not remotely human. “Is it your choice to be here? Have you been coerced, tricked, or intimidated into coming to see me?”

“Uh, no, I mean, yes.” Raider licked his lips as his heart pounded faster. This was feeling more and more like a bad idea. He refused to meet Will’s concerned gaze. “It’s my choice. I’m here by choice.”

“That should settle it.” Christopher’s expectant expression did nothing to dull Will’s glare. “He said it himself. His choice.”

Will was far from pleased as he headed for the door. He stopped in the doorway and turned back. “You’re still accountable to these humans’ laws,” he reminded sharply.

Chris snorted and waved his hand airily. “No law has been written against an incubus.”

Will scowled and revealed sharpened teeth. “If you don’t abide by those laws, know that I will involve Master Howld. He won’t hesitate to remind you of the acceptable limits of this place.”

Chris fell silent and Will refused to move. Raider’s nerves were taunt as he wondered just why the hell Theodore would have to be involved. Will didn’t even know why he was there. Unless he could read minds too? Oh, hell, he hated magic.

“You expect too much of me,” Chris finally spoke, a storm having dulled his eyes.

Will’s gaze flickered to Raider a moment, his expression grim. “I expect you to be exactly as you are made to be, incubus. Hungry.”

Chasing Raider 1


“Okay, guys, I think that’s it. See you in three days.”

“What?” Raider, foot outside his dorm room door on hearing Michael’s voice, felt his chest clench unbearably. “You’re leaving?”

“Yup, I have this amazing convention in Prague.” Michael flashed him a beaming smile that only made Raider’s heart feel too large for his already tight chest.

“You didn’t tell me. You can’t just go without telling me.”

Antonio trailed over while staring at a hand held game. “Geez, cut the fucking apron strings, man. Mommy Michael is only going to be gone a few days.”

“Fuck you,” Raider snapped, his face red. He didn’t understand. No one fucking understood.

“Raider.” Michael jogged over before Raider could lock himself into his room. “Hey, you got this, man.”

“I don’t. I really fucking don’t,” Raider muttered before he could stop himself.

“Raider, you’ve been doing amazing. You’re talking to the others, you’re getting along with the pack. You’re doing good. You must see it because I sure do.”

Raider felt tears sting his eyes and ducked his head so Michael couldn’t see. “Why didn’t you tell me you were going?” He felt so betrayed that Michael would just up and leave. Where was he going? Who was he going to see? Did he like someone, was that why? Why wouldn’t he tell him?

Michael’s expression was kind as he ducked closer and caught Raider’s gaze. “Honest? I didn’t want you worrying about this for an entire week before I even left. I know you’ve gotten used our talks and I figured this would stress you out if you thought about it too much.”

Raider wanted to tell him then, just blurt it all out. How much he loved him. How much he needed him. He did. It didn’t matter if it was for three days or a fucking second; Michael not there felt like a lifetime of misery. Raider held his tongue. There were too many people in the lounge and Antonio’s remark still stung. Michael wasn’t his mother. It wasn’t like that. He just, damn, he just needed him all the fucking time to feel okay in the world. It was different. It was special.

“It’s only a few days. And I was thinking while I was gone, you might want to work on something.” Michael produced a bowl shaped flowerpot no larger than his hand. The surface was glossy, blue glazes painted over purples and blues to create a beautiful rainbow effect. Among the dirt in the center were the barest few green vines freshly sprouted.

“It’s a special plant. I won’t tell you in what way, but if you remember to take care of it every day, you can find out.”

Raider glanced up suspiciously as Michael placed the pot in his hand. “Take care of it how? Like water it and stuff?”

“Nope, this is a super special plant. It needs sunlight and attention. It literally feeds off the energy of thoughts. Keep it beside your bed and whatever thoughts you have will decide its final form.”

Raider stared at the plant doubtfully. “Will my bad thoughts kill it?” Fuck, he had no idea what he’d do if his gift from Michael up and died just because he spent all his time worrying over him. He was already worrying over the possibility of worrying. The pretty little vines didn’t stand a chance.

“Negative, not bad,” Michael stressed. “There is no such thing as a bad thought, Raider. Negative thoughts are still thoughts, and all thoughts are enough to feed that plant. So unless you’re totally brainless, it’s going to be fine.” Michael grinned teasingly. “Only one way to find out.”

Raider bit his lip as he met his gaze. He couldn’t help but grin after a moment. Michael got him a gift. He hadn’t gotten anyone else a gift, just him. Maybe he did like him. Maybe he might even more than like him. Maybe, if he told him how he felt, he might even like him back.

“I gotta run. Remember, there’s always Dr. Rob, Theo, and Bear if you need any help.” Michael’s expression turned sober. “There’s also the pack. You’re doing better, Raider. You know they can help you.”

Raider sighed heavily and his shoulder’s slumped. “I know. I will… I mean, if I need help.” He wouldn’t. There was no way in hell he was going to ask the pack to supply any of the emotional support Michael gave him by just existing and being in his proximity. At the same time, he didn’t want Michael to worry about him not getting help. He was going on a trip and it wasn’t right to make him worry.

“Have fun, yeah?” Raider attempted an encouraging smile. “What’s the convention on?”

Michael nodded at the pot in his hand. “Rare and magical plants, of course. I might be bringing home a greenhouse, knowing me.”

Raider couldn’t help but smile as Michael stepped away to say final goodbyes to the others before leaving for the portal. Michael thought of the Academy as home. Seeing as he lived there, Raider could even pretend he was coming home to him with a bunch of flowery gifts when he did return.

“What did he give you?” Antonio asked as he sidled up next to Raider and peered at his hand.

Raider automatically tucked the little pot into his arms to hide it from view. He still hadn’t forgiven Antonio for the mommy crack, the bastard. “It’s nothing. Just a thing to help me not have worried thoughts.”

“Ha, good luck with that. Bet you’re freaking now, huh?”

“What? No. Why would I be freaking?” Raider felt more and more defensive in the face of Antonio’s superior expression. “Michael’s coming back in a few days.”

“Sure, if he doesn’t go and fall in love or some shit. What grown man really wants to keep coming back to a bunch of fuck ups? You know the first pretty face he meets, he’s totally skipping.”

Raider scowled and glared. “Michael has worked here forever. He’s not just going to leave.”

“Pretty sure he’s left like a dozen times, for years on end. Nothing really cages Michael.”

Raider resisted the overwhelming urge to shove him across the room. “You’re wrong. He’s coming back. He likes it here.”

Antonio just shrugged and turned back to his video game. “Hey, lie to yourself. Whatever. Try not to think your little plant there dead.”

“That’s not how it works.” With a final glare, Raider threw himself into his room and slammed the door shut behind him, blocking Antonio from his view. Fuck him. Fuck him for ruining his good mood. Michael said it would only be a few days so it would only be a few days. He wouldn’t lie.

Raider stalked to his bed and gently placed the plant down on his bedside table. He sat and after a moment he scooted the little blue flowerpot until the thin curly vines were in the stream of light shining from the window. He bit his lower lip and realized after a few minutes he was spinning the ring on his finger.

Damn it… Damn it. What if Michael did find someone on his trip? What if he fell in love and never came back? Or what if he came back just to say goodbye because he was going to move on to a job in a greenhouse and never return?

If only he could tell him how he felt. No. He couldn’t. He knew he couldn’t. Michael would laugh at him, or worse, pity him like some foolish child. He couldn’t bear that. No, he needed Michael to see he wasn’t some pathetic kid with an anxiety disorder. He needed to see he was, well, desirable.

The shifters saw it. Leo and Forest sure did. Any alpha could tell just from a sniff of his scent that he was attractive and worth staying for. Raider wished he wanted them the way he wanted Michael. It just wasn’t fair; his scent worked on everyone but the one person he wanted.

Raider straightened from his slump on the bed, his hand flashing as he whirled his ring. What if that wasn’t true? What if he found a way to make it so his sex scent worked on beings that weren’t shifters? What if he could find a way for Michael to react to his scent?

There had to be a way. Raider stood unsteadily as his mind raced. Surely there was a way. Scents worked on sorcerers all the time. Theodore had an allure that worked on anyone and everyone if he cranked it up high enough. And Christopher…

Raider exhaled sharply. Christopher was an incubus. If anyone knew how to attract absolutely anyone, he would.

So What Goodies This Week? 🐝

Babes, what a week.

I could go over the crap happening in the world, how my chromebook charging port kicked it, stuff I failed to do, blah, blah, or I could tell you about L-Glutamine. This is my third day on the supplement—it’s a simple amino acid in powder form where I take a tsp in the morning and evening. I started it because I heard it did amazing things to heal leaky gut, and considering I have an autoimmune disorder and so many allergies and difficulty digesting or eating in general, it is very likely I have leaky gut. What I didn’t realize was what L-Glutamine does for the immune system and its responses.

Third day and I’m a different person. Yeah, that scares the fuck out of me after 4 years of yo-yoing of am I going to be okay or not. Because the second day, I woke up myself again after so fucking long. It was like waking up into my teenage to early 20 something body but without the mold poisoning I was experiencing during those years. My brain is back, body is back. There is this underlying feeling of stability and sturdiness I cannot even begin to describe but has flipped life upside down. I am calm, energetic, my body is moving again like it should, it’s holding moisture like it should—I’m no longer waking up with dry eyes, flaky skin and pruned fingers. I have picked up my cats repeatedly and not had allergic reactions of wheezing and dry eyes and exhaustion. I feel l so stable I don’t know when to take my adrenal meds.

I ate so much food yesterday! XD I’m also incredibly hungry at this moment. I have been struggling so long to be able to force food down the last 4 years and in a day, I have hunger and digestion again. Pain does not hurt me like the overreactions of before; it’s like my nerves are coated in something soft and protective. I feel warm when it’s cold out—suck it, hypothyroid. I actually sweated and I didn’t go, fuck, do I have a fever? There is something about this L-Glutamine where it not only effects metabolism, immune function, gut permeability, energy levels, brain cognition but also gives an overall feeling of well being and confidence, and I’m fucking loving it.

Example. I learned some shitty news about Barnes & Noble yesterday as they make a sweep to ban books in their erotica section containing taboo subjects; they were the last hold out for certain subjects to be allowed in the mainstream market. Dark erotica is being squeezed out and the policing of people’s fantasies normalized in the name of decency and family values while ignoring consumer demand–this is an anti business move being disguised as the opposite by businesses of books. Not just dark erotica, but gay erotica because these themes are most prevalently explored by the open minded LGBTQ community. This is literally a personal problem for me given what I enjoy writing, and my stance on anti censorship and the freedom of adults to be able to make adult decisions including what they want to read and make money off of writing.

That said, I’m not emotionally devastated; I’m not even taking it personally. Instead, I’ve been thinking a lot about how I need to publish fiction that fits into the norm so I can fund my ability to write the smutty, dirty erotica I love so much. I’m thinking of writing a FMM paranormal trilogy—outlined this gorgeous beast a year ago and maybe now is the time to get it fleshed into creation—so I can ‘legitimize’ myself among the mass market to prove writing sex isn’t a crime and the authors who do it shouldn’t be treated like degenerates with their books banned and profits prevented. I actually had a very wicked thought I doubt I’ll follow through with where I could write a ‘clean’ fiction trilogy metaphoring (oh yeah, I just verbed that) strong Christian values while urging said readers to my very naughty website where we embrace the value of not being repressed as fuck as a culture. I have better things to do, but the irony would be delicious.

Anywho, new Sorcerer Slayer and Shifter Safe Haven in the Library, and new Intangible under Free. I decided on HellCat for my annual Halloween fic this year cuz it’s super fun, a bit easier with it being all plotted out, and I have so much stuff I want to do while I’m feeling well. On Smashwords you can now get Demon Bonded episodes #1-6 republished with new, shiny covers and extra editing. Hoping to get the next three up this week. I was slowed down with allergies last week but hey, this L-Glutamine is making shit happen super fast now. I feel strong and whip sharp mentally. Expect episode #10 of Demon Bonded to be published some time next week as long as my health holds. So excited—so many secrets to share in the series. XD

Oh, and a shout out to the kind souls who took the time to review Demon Bonded! I seriously appreciate it. Every review helps me look like a real author. <3

I know I bitch about my health a lot. There has been so much resistance in my life to where I am. But now I feel like myself *fingers crossed* I really see why I’ve been struggling. I want to get all these stories out of my head and shared with the world. There are these beautiful characters just waiting to be found, understood, and connected with. I think it’s the human condition in so many ways. We are trapped in these bodies, unique and similar, and all we want is to find those who see us and can pull us from these feelings of loneliness and isolation. We are infinite beings living in a finite world made of matter, and every dream and thought we have is an entity we create and grow. How can we not suffer when we all manage to keep getting trapped in one world, one dark thought or restrictive lifestyle? Stories allow us to see the range we have inside and hopefully lead us to stretch into a new life where we are less restricted, less caged in flesh and social norms. We need someone to tell us we’re going to be okay, because fuck, from the perspective of trapped humanity, it’s not even a possibility to see it as real.

My dears, it is going to be okay.

Demon Bonded

First book is Perma-Free. If you haven’t snagged it, don’t miss out. <3







Incubus Seduction — $0.99

Lust is life for an incubus

Judging by the desire radiating from the red-faced mortal in his sex shop, there was yet another fast, forgettable meal coming his way. When his intended snack turned him down, even after he’d massaged his prey’s inhibitions, the demon’s interest piqued.

No ordinary human could resist the lure of an incubus for long, and yet Finn was fighting as if his life depended on it. If what Ezra suspected was true, it did. Finn’s lust was not only life for the demon, it was a ticket to fame and fortune beyond his wildest dreams.

It was time to use his full demonic abilities to bring down his prey, to separate him from his mundane life and relationships, even if it was against supernatural law.

Being propositioned by a mouth-watering stranger was flattering, but a fling would ruin Finn’s carefully planned future. So why couldn’t Finn forget what those sinful, dark eyes promised?

A m/m paranormal novella told from the human’s POV. 1st part of the Incubus series. NOT a standalone.

The Second Quarterback — $0.99

They Like To Play The Field But That Might All Change When They Meet

Charity organizer Alex Foster doesn’t give second chances. What can love possibly have to offer that no-strings sex doesn’t cover with a hundred times less risk?

That might be bad luck for NFL star Garrett Argent. These days, he’s all out of second chances. He’s onto the third, the fourth and the fifth – and if he isn’t careful, even his incredible natural talent won’t keep him in professional football for much longer.

When Garrett approaches Alex’s charity to help organize a fundraising gala, sparks begin to fly.

Can Alex overcome his past traumas to let new experiences in? Can Garrett overcome his bad reputation without taking advantage of anybody’s good faith? Or will it be curtains for the second quarterback in Alex Foster’s life…?