Hellcat Is Live! 🐯 Plus Fight To Keep The Internet Free!

March 31, 2018

Hellcat is published and live!

Okay, so this story was initially meant to be a quick Halloween erotic short. Grump nerd is grumpy. Witch moves in and her familiar molests grumpy nerd. Grumpy nerd overwhelmed and seeks to find witch to be free from horny Hellcat. Grumpy nerd realizes it’s love, the end. Hellcat became so much more—lol, but still has those roots. XD 101,000 words. It’s actually amazing when I think of the journey this book took. It transformed more than Sean and Soot did. There will be a sequel, one I plan on focusing on once Sorcerer Slayer is done. I’m already rereading what I’ve written so far with Sorcerer Slayer and getting ready to go forward! Whoot!

ARC reviewers, Hellcat is now in your section of the website if you’re interested in reading and reviewing. And for anyone who picks up Hellcat, please review. It doesn’t even have to be nice XD but I think people are really going to like the book, and I’d love to hear how you feel about it. I’m trying something totally new and daring for the sequel, which I mention in the parting at the end about TJ, and I’m a little worried that current readers might have a big ‘fuck no!’ reaction. @[email protected]

Patreon

I finally started a Patreon! This is a ‘tip jar’ scenario. Basically you pledge as little as a $1 a month and you get access to whatever is written for Patreon. My main focus will be Demon Bonded. I’m going to put the Coven Saga episodes up there that are already written this weekend… maybe all the Demon Bonded, actually, to catch everyone up… and then go from there. Oh, and I have a Liem story brewing—his own book, pretty sure by the time it’s done. He’s going to fall for a total bitchy, wild demon once he starts training with other apprentices. A total hate to love thing. I’m so excited about it.

I really want to use Patreon as an excuse to update Demon Bonded monthly. These books might not be published or fully edited in that time, but they will be there to read and more Demon Bonded will be written faster because of it.

There is a lot of vagueness on what Patreon’s adult guidelines are. They say fiction is fine (they mention Game of Thrones) but at the same time say individuals talking about rape they experienced could get them banned (wtf?) I’m having a lot of trouble understanding what the fuck their ‘line’ is. So I have a feeling all the content I have for Patreon will end up on a new section of my website. No membership filter at all, not even the free one, just a simple wall of ‘I’m an adult and allowed to read this button.’ It will be completely funded because of donations through Patreon, but the content will not be on their site to ensure I stay within their guidelines. I will use Patreon to let patrons know that something new has been posted and the links to it.

I think this is the safest, smartest way to deal with this instead of relying on Patreon to know what the fuck their morality lines are. I’m so fucking sick of morality. Amazon has started a new algorithm, pretty sure, and they’re dumping gay romance into erotica in droves. The Demon Bonded books are one by one suddenly in erotica and no longer linking as a series, and I think this is just the beginning. If you’re wondering what having a book pushed into erotica does for authors, well, please feel free to read the ranting below.

Amazon Is Kinda Homophobic, Censorship, And FOSTA/SESTA

US citizens can fill out a very easy form and email your representative immediately to demand they stop FOSTA/SESTA Yes, this is after the fact, but it’s important to continue to have your voice heard.

There is also a petition going around but it has some weird email block, so I don’t know how effective it will be.

Okay, so what the fuck is going on? A quick catch up for those who had lives and didn’t know Congress was voting to steal free speech away in the name of stopping sex trafficking, here are a few links.

How Congress Censored the Internet

Congress Just Legalized Sex Censorship

Authors of LGBT romance have been noticing their books being dumped into erotica all of a sudden on Amazon. This isn’t a new problem, but it has suddenly amped up hardcore. Most annoying for me personally, I just spent 6 months writing Hellcat, just did the last jaunt of editing, formatting, requesting ARCs, and still need to do a shit ton of promoting (after a little break. @[email protected]) I thought part of that promoting would be with an Amazon ad. I’ve only used an Amazon ad once before. It was for the release of My Broken Angel all the way back when I had all my books in KU. I made good money that month—it was actually the month where I thought I would be able to make a living being an author. I finally ‘made it.’ Then KU broke, pages stopped being counted, and I threw the subscription site together to save my ass. I was hoping a break from Amazon would give me a clear head for business when it came to their platform. Unfortunately, they took one look at Hellcat and placed it in the erotica category when it’s romance.

Oh, Hellcat’s not hearts and kisses and tears instead of cum romance, but this is a love story. And love is obsessive and full of ownership, and in the beginning when hormones are strong, there’s a lot of sex. Sex is a part of being alive. It’s actually the only reason any of us are alive. Our parents all had sex. If people stopped having sex, humanity would die out in a generation. Sex = Life. Sex isn’t shameful; it’s actually pretty fucking important.

My plans to have an Amazon ad are ruined. I cannot advertise Hellcat on Amazon because they have classified it as erotica. Erotica is not allowed to have ads on their platform, or on Bookbub; pretty much anywhere that readers go to find books outside of Instafreebie—Instafreebie is damn cool on that front. When people browse the gay romance section, there will be no potential that Hellcat will pop up on the side under Hot New Releases to help promote the book. The last week, bestseller status and ranking were stripped from erotica books, and although it has returned, there is no way to know for how long.

I first discovered how erotica is treated differently (outside of having my books banned) when Demon Arms ended up in erotica for months. I tried everything to get the book moved back; keywords, categories, changing the blurb—was the word ‘screwed’ being considered sexual to Amazon? I had no idea. Nothing worked until I contacted Amazon directly and demanded they move it back. They gave me no explanation as to why it was moved in the first place. You guys know Demon Arms, where the main characters don’t even touch for 50,000 words into the book? What the fuck happens when I publish Sorcerer Slayer? Does it just end up in erotica because I’m on some list with Amazon for writing erotic books now? Everything I write must automatically be hidden away and prevented from being advertised? Or is it because it’s gay, and gay books focus on sexuality so they must be dirty in Amazon’s eyes?

I’m fed up, and I’m worried about my future as a writer. I put a lot of work into Hellcat, a lot of love—I love this book! It’s fun, it’s quirky, it’s sexy and just a wild ride. I have never pushed myself so creatively, and I feel like it’s a turning point for me as a writer. I grew in this book. My settings and world building were fleshed out and fun and I want to keep pushing myself. This book was a joy (even when it was frustrating as fuck! XD) I’m seriously hoping Amazon doesn’t go the next step and ban Hellcat completely, because Amazon does that too. They not only prevent authors a fair share in making money off their books they deem are ‘erotic,’ but they also remove books they don’t think are allowed to exist at all. Subjects that I find again and again in straight fiction are banned from LGBT. You can blame it on an algorithm, but a human being made that algorithm. Humans are in control of why Amazon chooses to discriminate against the books they do and chooses to ban the books they do.

This week kicked my ass as I pushed myself to get this book out, and this was the final blow in a lot of ways to have Hellcat publish straight into erotica next to books about fucking the neighbor’s wife and Daddy porn. I love erotica, don’t get me wrong, but this book doesn’t belong there and how the fuck are readers going to be able to find it? How is erotica—beautiful, sexy, fun erotica—going to be able to compete against novels crafted with complex storytelling in mind? Now they’re not just competing with other books made to titillate, they’re competing with full-blown romances that are seeking a completely different mood from a reader. There is a reason we have genres, and it’s not to discriminate against books no matter how Amazon treats erotica, but to help readers find what they’re looking for.

This is what happens when censorship of fiction occurs in a ‘free’ market. There will be no boycott that will fix this, there will be no petition or outraged cry. And I’m not saying that just because many people are still so full of shame when it comes to sex, so they dumbly nod their heads when they see free speech censored in the name of morality. No, I’m saying this because Amazon is a trillion dollar company and they don’t give a fuck. They don’t have to give a fuck. They are protected by the law while individuals are not protected from being discriminated against because of America’s ‘Obscenity Laws.’ Authors talk about getting together and making this giant see reason because ‘erotica makes Amazon money,’ and I just have to laugh to myself. It’s not going to change unless Amazon chooses to stop discriminating against sex in fiction, and whatever is driving it isn’t business oriented. They don’t care about the money. Amazon has been removing erotic fiction for nearly 10 years now; they don’t like sex, especially gay sex.

Amazon is literally defining the gay romance genre by what they allow to exist. What they don’t want suddenly disappears from the market and hey, apparently that’s business. They decide what people want and what they’re allowed to read. In a truly free market, customers decide what is written. If something is popular, more is made. That’s why erotica will never disappear, btw; people like stories about fucking. It’s very popular like sex in general (and I know sex is popular cuz hey, we got billions of people on this planet who got here through sex.) That’s why we’re seeing the shifter craze move away from the vampire craze. But hey, those who like vampires still have that option because no one came along and said ‘No, vampires aren’t allowed on Amazon.’ That would be insane, never mind dickish as fuck. But that’s what Amazon does. There are authors who try to trick the system and they’re made to feel ashamed because demanding free speech and equality is ‘breaking the rules.’

I fear it’s only going to get worse with SESTA/FOSTA. It’s waiting to be signed by Trump (pretty sure it hasn’t been signed yet @[email protected]) and I can’t imagine he won’t. He has so many morality groups screaming in his ear. Some were literally calling him the second coming of Christ. Religion has deep pockets and he’s a bought man. Certain groups who have pushed this bill claim it’s the first step in removing pornography from the Internet, and yes, erotica is considered pornography which is why it’s being segregated from the other books and/or banned entirely. The ‘I know it when I see it’ rule for obscenity applies in the US, and Amazon ‘sees’ it in this case and they don’t want others seeing it. As platforms make an effort to protect themselves from the liability this bill opens up, anything in regards to sex on the Internet will become harder to access or host. Why? Because there is no way to know when someone is talking about sex, be it simple conversation, or in fiction, or in jokes, if it is or isn’t connected to sex trafficking in the real world.

So, a quick reality check. Sex trafficking can’t happen on a computer. No one can reach through the screen and kidnap someone or save them, for that matter. You cannot be sexually assaulted by a computer; you cannot be coerced by a computer. But the Internet is being held responsible for sex crimes existing in the real world by saying the Internet ‘enables’ sex crimes. The same way ‘having a penis enables rape’ in the minds of some individuals, so men = rapist. This is not a logical jump, but people are illogical all the fucking time. It may sound ‘responsible’ until you look deeper and realize it’s just people on a morality kick looking to save the world from sex crimes by punishing the existence of depictions of sex on the Internet. Congress ignored the expert testimony that this bill would in fact harm those trapped in sex trafficking by forcing perpetrators away from the Internet where it’s harder to find and rescue victims. It makes platforms liable, meaning businesses will be less likely to contact authorities if they see a crime to protect their livelihoods. It also makes it extremely unsafe for consensual sex work by removing the Internet buffer when looking for new clients.

Sex crimes don’t need a computer to happen. Humanity has a long history of being terrible to each other, and the Internet is very young in comparison. This bill takes a safe place for free speech away, as well as correlates sex with crime in an attempt to erase sex from the Internet with the mentality of just in case someone bad is doing something bad, the Internet has to be stopped.

Will the Internet be changed over this?

It’s up to the Internet. Craigslist shut down their Personals Section already because of the liability that individuals might be being exploited and the perpetrators using the service. Reddit is erasing community after community. I have a bad feeling that this new surge in Amazon erotica hunts is just the beginning in their need to ‘protect’ people from fiction, and who the hell knows what will happen once the bill is actually signed. But I am not a fortune teller. It’s very easy to shine a light and squish a bunch of objects together and say the shadows mean something. It’s the same type of leap in logic that intelligent, well-intentioned human beings use to insist it’s the Internet’s fault for sex trafficking. Reality is reality, now is now, and there is no way to know how each platform will deal with this new bill. There’s no way to know if the bill will be signed—but again, it seems unlikely that it won’t be. Congress already voted away the rights of Americans, and they’re supposed to be paid to do the exact opposite.

I host with Dreamhost, btw. I selected them from the very beginning when I was looking for a web-hosting service because I knew some of the things I write would be considered controversial and I didn’t want to be arrested. There are states in the US where people are in jail for drawings. Not even photos—and no, I don’t think a photo is a person, or that a person can be exploited by someone looking at a piece of paper or screen, just so we’re clear. In this modern, supposedly forward, technology-rich society I am a part of, people are being jailed over ink on a piece of paper and pixels on a screen because morality is fucking-over reason. Dreamhost was not only accepting of adult content, but they actually spoke up against censorship, and that struck a strong cord with me. I don’t believe what I do is wrong on any level, and I wanted a hosting company who understands that. That still doesn’t mean if these laws pass that Dreamhost will be able to keep strong against them, but I have high hopes they’ll at least try.

When Trump took office there was a huge outcry for morality, and it has been repeated again and again. Many people think they’re calling for basic decency on how we treat each other while blindly trampling on the rights of others and self. I think many want decency, and I wholeheartedly agree we should all seek to treat each other how we would wish to be treated (unless you’re a masochist. XD) But when people are caught up looking for control, looking to make what seems like a monstrous situation be sane and reasonable, they make really shitty decisions. The Patriot act was a wonderful example, and I’m sad to say this country didn’t fucking learn. As much as I point out if you don’t want to be shot by a gun, don’t surround yourself with guns, I still support the 2nd amendment because I understand the right to be allowed to defend yourself. I don’t think that right needs to be at the expense of the lives of others, but it is still an innate right to live and survive. You will die—we all die—but what living organism wouldn’t fight to stay alive? It is a choice, like all choices, and who is anyone to take that choice away?

This bill will take away the ability to say whatever the fuck you want on the Internet. Posting nude images of yourself might be subject to so many questions that platforms may remove them completely just to make sure the subject of the image isn’t being exploited sexually. Writing fiction might be decided by platforms to encourage sex crimes and be removed with creators facing criminal liability. And if that seems insane, again, there are people in jail who have never committed a crime against another human being, they just viewed and downloaded something from the Internet. Each platform will decide their ‘line’ to protect them from prosecution over the actions of individuals on their site. There is no way to know how far they will go. There’s no way to know if we won’t all wake up tomorrow and have erotica erased completely from Amazon.

I’m not saying this will come to be. I just have a very active mind and too many things to squish together to read the shadows. It won’t stop me from writing—I’m really not interested in doing anything else. XD I have yet to give a fuck about the morality of a bunch of tight-asses who can’t distinguish reality from fiction. But this is also my job where I’m seeing this storm brewing over what I do, and yeah, I’m worried. :/ Blah.

It’s a choice how to react, how to feel, and ultimately, to decide if this is going to change the way I exist in the world. I’m choosing no. Platforms may cave, they may break, but any lawsuit taken into the courts—the courts who sent word to Congress to try to stop the passing of this bill because it infringed on the 1st amendment—will support free speech. Eventually. So if it all goes to shit, we gotta hang on and still live the way we want to live. Platforms are making a choice to react. It’s up to us to choose to follow their lead and be forced into the shadows, gutters, and closets, or stand the fuck up and live life to the fullest.

This might sound weird and random, but I actually went through Hellcat in the final edit and erased God from it. There are these phrases I use that I grew up with, and I realized here I was still unable to escape that brainwashing on this level. I don’t want God in my fiction. I don’t want God in my life. We do not need some concept of judgment of every action done defining if an individual is worthy of being alive or not. If you take away God, humanity still exists free to make choices and be empowered by their actions. If you take away sex, humanity is literally dead and extinct. I want to keep the one that brings life, and it’s all sexy fun. ^^

Mated To The Demon Prince: Hellcat #1

Sean knows what those wicked, hellfire eyes want. Him, on his knees, taking every finger, tongue, tail, and tentacle.

This is what being corrupted by a demon feels like. It’s the only explanation. Sean’s not supposed to have fangs or know magic, damn it. And this bs where he’s horny and begging all the time? No, not freaking happening. He’s just a nerd—a hot, gay, totally panicky IT specialist—who needs to find a solution to his destroyed business, asap. He doesn’t have time for whatever weird this shapeshifting demon is into. Soot can’t just claim him whenever he wants, over and over again. He’s about to be homeless!

If Sean doesn’t save a witch from a dragon, it’s game over. But he’s changing, turning into someone he doesn’t recognize. He’s not sure if he can play hero, not even when Soot abducts TJ, Sean’s painfully straight crush, to the top of a tower full of witches, gargoyles, and one very pissed off dragon. TJ doesn’t know who to fear more, the demon prince or whatever it is Sean is turning into.

There has to be a way out. Stealing a 3 million dollar hellcat isn’t a binding contract to be a sex thrall, no matter how much his demon master disagrees.

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Monthly Freebie – Heat

I’m leaving Heat up over the weekend while I get the new Patreon aspect of the site sorted out. All the Demon Bonded books, past and present will end up on this part of the site and likely will replace the monthly freebie with updates to the Demon Bonded serial. We’ll see how it goes. <3

New Book! Oh, And They Prescribe Psych Meds For Colds Now. 😈

February 24, 2018

Hey, babes!

Not sure what I want to say this week. My hope is to have a peaceful, calm brain week, to be honest. Less thinking, more doing. I finished episode three of Teddy, my very naughty shota series. I’m hoping to clean up the first two episodes, same with the first 3 of City Howls, and have another City Howls ready in a week or two. Lol, I wince just mentioning a deadline—let’s say the near future? At some point, while I’m alive, these things shall come to pass. XD

So… I kinda freaked the fuck out

Oh, I know what to talk about! I had a freak out this week. A full blown, WTF, did I wake up in the real world, crazy anger moment. Whoo. I didn’t even know I still had it in me. I didn’t even know I could still be triggered, but fuck, I was. I might still be. @[email protected] It’s actually kinda cool to realize I can still freak out over something. It’s like finding a pattern in my brain that I get to poke at and smooth out until I find a chill state of being again. This is all mental association focused on one moment.

Okay, so I have a twin brother and he had a fever this week. He’d been sick for 2 weeks (working while sick, too, the stupid ass.) Now he was suddenly complaining of his sinuses feeling like they’re going to explode and he had bloody snot, etc, etc and a fever. I drove him to his primary care and when he came out he had a prescription for an antibiotic… and an antidepressant. A SSRI.

I flipped. Fucking flipped.

Our biological mother was bipolar. I am bipolar. Given the genetic tree, there’s a good chance he is on the bipolar spectrum. SSRIs make people with bipolar fucking crazy—I know first hand because I spent a year being fed SSRIs by mental health professionals, and I was fucking crazy. I lost a year of my life (nearly took my life) while being told these doctors were making me better (they didn’t give a fuck about my input of how none of this felt better) until one finally had the stones to say, hey, I think you’re on the bipolar spectrum and these pills are hurting you. I walked away after that. They had my medical history and it took them a year to put it together. Got off the pills and saw just how much they were making me crazy. I still had PTSD, I wasn’t a ‘stable’ being by any means, but I also wasn’t being pumped full of something that was making me insane.

I feel like I need to add something here about me not being a doctor—and I’m really fucking glad about that because doctors seem to let their textbooks do a lot of the thinking for them these days instead of looking at what’s right in front their noses. Taking yourself off of psych meds can be dangerous. It can kill you. Withdrawal isn’t fun and I don’t think there is a psych med out there that doesn’t punish you for stopping it. Going on psych meds can be just as dangerous if you’re not working with an empathetic human being who actually gives a fuck about your wellbeing. Even if they care, these drugs can harm you. Those little pills are not passive and you should be informed about every interaction you have with them. Every time.

Anyways, I was so triggered—let’s be honest, I’m still not dealing with this shit well. XD There is a lot of anger, a lot of what ifs. I’m still not sure if I’m rational about the situation. An adult walks into a doctor’s office asking for medicine because he’s afraid he had the flu and he might be hit with a secondary infection—the flu has been killing a lot of people this year. The doctor takes this time to immediately evaluate him on a mental health level and prescribe him a psych med, not bothering to see if he has a family history, or if these meds are even right for him. You’re depressed, let’s send you home with some happy pills. Ignore he can’t stop these happy pills once he starts because of withdrawal and severe chemical imbalance potentials. Ignore if you’re of a certain brain chemistry, these happy pills can make you suicidal. Don’t question his ability to make rational decisions when he’s coming in with a fever of 101 after being sick for 2 weeks. Ignore how simple daily exercise can improve mood or the stabilizing of blood sugar—and again, I love my brother but the stupid fuck is diabetic and eats like a dumbass. Blood sugar has a huge effect on mood, as does not supplementing Vitamin D3 this time of year for those not living near the equator. No, ignore all of that. No, you have a fever, let’s send you home with some happy pills.

There is a leap of logic in this situation I am not following. It’s a situation where I see someone at their most vulnerable—sick and in need of help—being given a drug that can have long term consequences on mental health and wellbeing with no proper evaluation. My bf says my reaction (the logical one, not the emotional WTF XD) is justified, but I just don’t know. I was triggered. I went into a doctor’s office over 10 years ago, explained I hadn’t seen a doctor since my mother died, my father was now dead, I was homeless, and had just gotten out of an abusive living situation. She handed me a pill that made me suicidal in under 2 weeks. Just until I could see the psych doctor. Something to hold me over. It worked for her, the prescribing doctor, and she really didn’t want me to be so upset. Well, I became more upset and ended up in a psych ward because of it.

You think that would have been enough for me but I still gave these people a year because I felt so lost, I wanted someone to fix me. It took a year to realize they couldn’t, I was the only one who gave a fuck enough to figure out this problem and solve it. It was isolating, frustrating because I couldn’t talk to a doctor like a person. Very few would see me as more than a bunch of symptoms—and some of them were angry, resentful that their choice of pill wasn’t ‘fixing’ me. I was apparently failing them. I have doctors now who I can talk to—actually, all the doctors I have are people I made sure would talk to me like an equal and the ones who wouldn’t, I discarded. I’ve had potential new doctors immediately try to take me off of things that work. I’m talking serious life-altering meds, such as thyroid and cortisol supplements that keep me alive and functioning. As an adult I was able to say fuck off and find a new doctor. But my fuck, there were still tears to realize that these people would literally choose to hurt me because I didn’t fit into their textbook. It’s my body, it’s my brain, it’s my life and I am not obligated to suffer just because a doctor wants to see what this pill will do next.

That well meaning doctor ten years ago wanted to help me and instead nearly killed me, and for all I know, she’s doing it to every person who steps into her office—an office half a state away and yet here is the same fucking behavior 10 years later with different doctors. I had serious life problems when I walked into that doctor’s office—PTSD, homelessness, death in the family, abuse—but my brother today? He’s held the same job for 4 years, pays his bills, eats consistently, has no self destructive behavior (if you ignore the sweet tooth.) His life is not reflecting a mind of chaos or pain. I think he could wait until a real psych doctor or therapist sees him before handing him a pill. Why couldn’t a doctor supposedly trained for this situation see the same thing? Or is this exactly what they’re trained for now?

Medicine is an industry in America, a system to make money. Huge money is in medicine. It’s why we’re having political battles over healthcare. It’s not about socialism or universal health care; someone wants all that money and they can’t have it if a different health care system is in place. It’s where opioids are being prescribed like candy and patients are becoming addicted. Where staff infections are growing because of antiquated ideas of hygiene. Where the flu vaccine they want to make that will actually work for every genetic mutation of the flu is just too expensive to produce, so we’ll probably never have it. Where it took them this long to admit that early screening of mammograms usually leads to false positives and a huge amount of stress for the women involved. Not to mention, where my doctors have looked more unhealthy than me, overweight, overworked, underpaid and super stressed.

Growing up, I liked to think of doctors as people who helped people—that makes sense, right? I think doctors want to help people, certainly. Now all I see are tools being used to push pharmaceuticals to an assembly line of patients who are rushed through the door. Doctors are the drones at the end of the line to hand over whatever sexy new ‘life saving’ pill that took millions to billions to develop.

I know that’s really fucking cynical, and still, that’s where my brain goes because I haven’t ever left a doctor’s office without a script in hand. My bf has a dentist who refuses to pull a bad tooth or fix it, but hey, if he needs botox, they offer that now. It’s all about the money, not about the patient. I truly feel for those who don’t feel empowered to get the help they need, those who find their health slipping and it becomes the new norm no matter what pills are handed to them.

Would I have ever gotten my health back if I were in the normal system of health care? They don’t believe in the thyroid meds I take, they don’t believe adrenals ever need help unless you have Addison’s, they don’t know how to diagnosis Lyme disease because they’re looking for antibodies the body hasn’t produced instead of the bacterium itself. Mold toxicity is automatically mental health problems because mold toxicity presents as a mental health issue and no one is asking those psych patients what the fuck they’re allergic to. We look at this big, amazing, modern world with so much knowledge and information but our systems of health care aren’t catching up. It’s like watching dinosaurs lumber around, too big, too set in their ways, unable to realize that we know more and need to innovate. We’re still trying to get racist misinformation out of medical texts because they used to experiment on blacks and said they felt less pain than the frail white women.

I want the world to be as smart and sensible as I know it can be, but that’s just not going to happen. It’s still far better in some ways than my mothers’ generation—both my biological and adoptive mother were experimented on in psych wards—but there is still so far to go. When you walk into a doctor’s office complaining of pain or cold or mental duress, just be aware of whatever substance you end up putting in your body as a result. You gotta have your back cuz they’re not answering to anyone. Their textbooks says you’re wrong and they’re right every time. If your life grows worse, no one is held accountable. If you die, no one cares. No one sues the doctors or the pharmaceutical companies if you shoot your brains out over the wrong psych med prescription. And I’m not saying it’s all bad, it’s all wrong, but I know more people in the other half of the small state I live in who have gotten knee and hip replacements surgery recently while no one I know in this area has. Being closer to the big hospitals with surgeons on hand might be enough to suddenly need surgery for every ailment. Again, an absolute jump in logic, but that’s where my brain goes because I’m cynical as fuck about the entire thing.

He went in for a cold and came out with an antidepressant. What is the rational jump there?

Teddy Gets A Package

Hidden in the suburbs, a prostitution ring of boys gains a new star.

Teddy didn’t expect to be trapped in the back of a truck with a horny postman today of all days. Lief’s birthday party is moments away and Teddy just knows he’s going to be late. Mr. Sullivan likes that he’s new, really likes his mouth, and has no remorse ruining Teddy’s brand new outfit. Worse, he leaves Teddy aching with no relief to be had. Teddy can only hope to get home and cleaned up before Lief’s party is over.

Fancy new clothes, parties, and a room of his own are just some of the perks of moving in with his Granny. Lief, the boy next door, ignites a blossoming love Teddy has never felt before. Life is perfect, but Teddy is learning nothing is what it seems in his new home.

Each episode in this mm shota/ageplay serial is over 10,000 words long and features encounters between older men and petite, youthful bottoms. Playful and sexy with dark undertones, don’t miss the latest erotic installment of Teddy’s Naughty Adventures!

Blank Slate – $0.99

“Glad you found time in your very busy schedule to join us.”

Colby:
I only agreed to model nude for a community art class because I needed the money. I figured it would be easy, fun even. But that was before I came sprinting into the studio on the first day, late and viciously hungover, and found myself face-to-face with Axel Hawthorne. Suddenly I was stripping down in front of the very man who had blown me off after a brutally hot night on the dance floor…and letting him draw me. Hot tempered and abrasive, I knew there was more to Axel than met the eye. As the term went on I decided I was going to figure out why an award-winning artist was teaching local art classes. And why I couldn’t get his stupid, gorgeous face out of my head.

 

Alpha’s Calling: An MM Mpreg Romance

I would do anything for my fated mate…

Freddie Hawkins was everything, but ordinary. The cocky wolf shifter was undeniably handsome, but his past was something he never wanted his omega to learn about.

He was always looking for his dream-come-true omega. More than anything, he wanted to settle down and start a family. So when he found the fated mate of his dreams, all he wanted to do was grab some alone time with him. He didn’t realize their kiss could change the fate of the entire world.

Well, sh*t.

Jonas Bishop was a wild and independent jaguar shifter, ready to start a new life. He wasn’t exactly looking for love. Instead, love found him at the worst time imaginable. After they kissed, the town of Frisky Pines disappeared in front of his eyes. It wasn’t long after that he discovered he was pregnant… with triplets?!

Pyromancer – $0.99

One desperate night, a rent boy hot enough to scorch the motel sheets, meets a man doomed to burn for love.

Christian Ryder is cursed with pyromancy, a deadly ability he has difficulty controlling. Having hurt lovers in the past, he has sworn off personal attachments.

Tanner O’Bannon is broke and desperate. The recent loss of his father has thrown Tanner into a tailspin of debt he can’t afford to pay. Working as a rent boy allows him to pay the mortgage and his college tuition, but it’s burning away his soul in the process.

Through the machinations of an escort agency these men are thrown together. Smoldering embers of desire fan the flames of love, but will it be enough to make Christian overcome his fear of love, or to save Tanner from the fire?

Last week to read for free.

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

February 17, 2018