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Cover reveal

Ohh Vince, you naughty thing…

Here it is my lovelies! Isn’t it gorgeous! Created by the talented Kim Killion. I love it. Thoughts?

Look for a June 15 release!

Alexx

Ah crap.

I have disappointing news. Vince’s story WILL NOT be ready for the June 1 release in spite of my best attempts. Here’s what happened: I got sick. I mean, real sick. I’ll spare the details but I caught a nasty head cold that laid me out for a few days and then any brain power I had left (not much, let me tell you!) I had to spend on finishing my contract book (which I did!) but that left me with nothing for poor Vince. I feel wretched for letting you down but I’m back in fighting form again and I have cleared my schedule for that hot piece of man, Vince and his girl Emma. I promise this is better than trying to muddle through a head cold from hell and trying to create a story through the muck.

I appreciate your understanding and I love you ALL for your patience!

As a reward for your patience, I will release another tidbit by the end of the week!

Warmly,

Alexx

Who wants a tease?

A taste of what’s in store for Vince’s story…

Vince Buchanan was a restless beast without a discernible outlet. His sharp gaze wandered the dim haze of the opulent underground and exquisitely private club, Malvagio, and a mildly amused but ultimately dissatisfied smile curved his lips as couples in various stages of undress fondled and teased one another with abandon. The sounds of gasps and moans mingled with the wild thump of the gothic music pumping in from hidden speakers and an occasional muffled scream echoed from a play room. He could easily imagine what was happening behind one of the few closed doors because often, he was the one meting out the punishment for the lovely subs begging for the kiss of his lash or the slap of his hand on pristine flesh. Was there anything sweeter than the sound of flesh meeting flesh and the resounding cry that followed as a round, bountiful ass jiggled from the impact? Vince didn’t think so. He loved a woman’s ass — more so after his palm had heated it. Malvagio was his den of iniquity, his blissful acceptance of sin in its myriad of forms and the balm to his ragged psyche — most nights.

Tonight was not one of those nights.

His life as of late had turned to utter chaos and not even the promise of a good, dirty fuck could set things right again.

He sighed and threw back the scotch in his hand, attracting the attention of his friend and fellow business partner, Laird Tiechert, who’d previously been enjoying the talents of his favorite pet, Sapphire, which wasn’t her real name, of course, but her Malvagio personality.

“Saff,” Laird drawled, motioning to Vince before he downed the contents of his own tumbler. “My friend could use a pick-me-up. He’s been pouting all night. I’ll bet you can put a smile on his sour face.”

Sapphire, a young woman born to ridiculous wealth and perennially bored with all life had to offer by the tender age of fifteen, had finally been invited to Malvagio for her eighteenth birthday. The invitation, of course, had been secret and received with breathless anticipation as an invitation to the underground club was a closely guarded honor. And thus far, Sapphire hadn’t disappointed her sponsor. The succulent little harlot had a tight body, loose morals, and an insatiable appetite, which ordinarily would’ve represented Vince’s favorite qualities in a woman but these days, he was completely out of sorts. He blamed his brothers. Laird grinned as Sapphire, clad in a sapphire choker, matching heels and little else, knelt before Vince and her nimble fingers plucked at his trouser button, eager to free his cock for her greedy, red mouth but even though he enjoyed the idea of having his cock sucked immediately after the woman had sucked off his best friend — such a perverted bastard he was — his cock barely stirred.

“Someone doesn’t want to play?” Sapphire pouted when she saw his flaccid cock.

“Maybe another time,” Vince said.

“Maybe you just need some more encouragement,” she countered with a coy smile and Laird chuckled.

Before Vince could dissuade her, Sapphire’s lips covered his soft cock and a riot of pleasurable sensation followed. Laird signaled for the hostess and ordered two more rounds, all the while Sapphire sucked and licked, dutifully trying to rouse his cock. Although his member finally sparked to life, Vince knew it would take a while before he’d come because his mind wasn’t engaged and gently stopped Sapphire with a smile. “Darlin’, it’s me, not you,” he said and she climbed to her feet with an unsure expression, her gaze darting to Laird as if she were afraid she’d displeased him. “Laird, assure your pet, her talents are sweet. I’m just in a shitty mood.”

Laird sighed and nodded, reaching to pull her close by her collar. “I will punish you later,” he promised in a dark but silky tone and then slapped her on the ass, sending her away.

“You’re such a cruel Master,” Vince said, chuckling. “Go easy on her.”

“Don’t worry about Sapphire. She puts on a good show but she loves getting paddled. She is the quintessential brat with daddy issues. God, I love her. You’re missing out,” Laird warned playfully, his gaze following his pet as she made her way through the throng of people to a private room to await her master. “So, what’s really eating at you? I’ve never known you to turn down a blowjob from one of my pets. You know I have discerning tastes and would never offer you anything of a sub-par nature.” Laird’s expression turned to mock fear. “Good God, you’re dying, aren’t you? Joining the priesthood? Or worse yet, still whining about your little investment going down the drain thanks to that pesky older brother of yours?”

“Don’t talk about Dillon or Penny. The walls have ears and besides, I don’t even think about Penny that way anymore.”

“Because she’s about to burst with your brother’s progeny or something else?” Laird asked solicitously. The man was an incorrigible bastard and one of the many reasons he and Vince got along famously. “I never knew you to be so squeamish.”

“My lack of desire for Penny has nothing to do with the fact that she’s pregnant, but rather the fact that Dillon would remove my head from my shoulders if I so much as glance at Penny in a sexual manner. And seeing as my relationship with my older brother has only recently become civil once again, I don’t see the point in challenging his orders. Besides, Penny is now like my sister. And I don’t go that way.”

“Pity. Some sisters are hot,” Laird responded with a shrug, his gaze alighting as the scantily-clad hostess returned with their drinks. “Ahh! Perfect timing. Tell me, gorgeous, what’s your name?”

Her big eyes widened and she actually stammered a bit, which Vince found oddly endearing, and he took an extra second to regard the girl. “J-josie,” she answered, placing their drinks on the small table between them. “Is there anything else you need?” Laird patted his knee with a lascivious glint in his eye and the girl’s mouth fell open as she shook her head. “Sir?”

“Darling, have you forgotten where you are? You’re in Malvagio. You can’t play the blushing virgin within these walls because there’s nothing more tantalizing to jaded wretches like us than a woman who hasn’t had a cock between her thighs yet; we might devour a tasty morsel like that…”

“I…”

Vince could nearly see her shaking. The sequins on her hostess costume twinkled in the dim light, winking, as she trembled. Her blond hair tumbled in waves down her back, encouraging a good hold at the scalp, and he wondered briefly if she were in fact, a virgin. Admittedly, he had a thing for virgins — a weakness, one might call it. But, just as the idea sparked his slumbering libido, reality intruded. There was little chance at all this succulent piece of ass was untouched. No one came to Malvagio so sweet. Laird was right; they’d be eaten alive. But she was plainly nervous and Vince wasn’t interested in forcing himself on a quaking girl with little sense in her head for putting herself in harm’s way. “Leave her be, Laird. Go fuck your pet. This one isn’t interested,” he said with a bored drawl, motioning for the girl to be gone.

Once the girl had scuttled off, Laird turned to Vince with a speculative look. “Did you hire her? I know I didn’t.”

Vince searched his memory and came up curiously empty. “No, I didn’t,” he answered. “Perhaps Nolan?”

But even as he suggested it, he knew it wasn’t true. Nolan was too busy being a husband and father — one of the most recent upsets in Vince’s life — to bother with the club they both held major stakes in. “I think we need to question the little dove,” Laird suggested, eager to find the girl who’d practically ran away from them. Laird loved nothing more than the chase but Vince knew his friend too well and volunteered instead.

“I’ll take care of it,” he said, rising. “I need something to take my mind off what’s happening all around me.”

“You’re transparent, Buchanan,” Laird said, grinning. “You want to find out for yourself if that sweet little piece of ass is a virgin. Fine, have it your way, but if you find her, let me know so I can watch. I love watching you do what you do best.”

“Fucking pervert.” Vince grinned even as he delivered the insult and Laired grinned back as he called after Vince without shame.

“A badge worn with pride.”

Vince descended from the VIP level onto the ground level of the club and wound his way through the throng of well-heeled individuals all bent on being someone else for the night. Assumed identities were part of Malvagio’s charm as they acted out their most depraved fantasies under darkened and secret cover. Of course, most were decidedly tame, Vince thought as he passed by a number of sexual acts that were hardly taboo but enjoyable just the same, and even lingered a moment as a woman, her legs thrown over the shoulders of a man feasting on her clit, cried out, as her big, synthetically-enhanced tits heaved with the force of her climax. But he was more interested in finding the mystery hostess than remaining with the couple who had moved onto fucking before the woman could even catch her breath.

Malvagio was a tri-level building with the VIP quarters and the security cameras at the top level so they could overlook the second floor, an opulent expanse of divans, soft, sensual chairs as well as an area used for dancing as gothic techno music throbbed in time with the moving bodies. The bottom level was the dungeon, which was equipped with five different rooms of varying sexual preference and taboo. The walls were covered in burgundy damask wallpaper with priceless oil canvas art of William Bouguereau and Francois Boucher with buxom models showing plenty of flesh in varying stages of debauchery. Vince and Nolan had always professed an appreciation for a full-figured woman for there was nothing better than the give of soft flesh beneath the fingertips. His gaze sought out the unknown blond but each hostess that passed by were ones he’d hired — and bedded — at one time or another and his pique at not being able to find her was beginning to converge into something more serious. How had she managed to circumvent their security to gain access to Malvagio? No longer simply curious, his need to find the girl was grounded in the need to protect the club. Many had much to lose if there involvement became known and thus, the proprietors took great care in protecting their anonymity. Something didn’t feel right.

In the past, he’d have Nolan with him to handle the situation but Nolan was no longer available. His twin brother was too busy being respectable to bother with Vince and their investments presently — including Malvagio. But Vince didn’t have time to grouse about Nolan. With each passing second that the mystery girl went unaccounted, he felt certain they were all barreling toward something bad.

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Cover reboot!

 

New cover reveal! Why, you ask? Because although I liked the original, it just didn’t do a good enough job of conveying this great story! I hired the incomparable Kim Killion with Hot Damn Designs and she did an amazing job. Not only did she create a great cover, she created smart branding for the series. What do you think of the rebrand?

Cover reboot!

Although I liked the cover for THE BUCHANAN’S BABY, I didn’t feel as it it truly conveyed the story well enough so I commissioned the incomparable Kim Killion to reboot my cover and I’m ecstatic with the results. This sets up the series well for Vince’s story, which will have similar branding. What do you think? Spread the word!

 

WOWZA!

 

 

I am utterly shocked! And delighted!

#1 on the iTunes Canada and US erotica chart!!!!! OMG!!!

I’ve never been #1 anywhere, ever. I might smile all day about this!!

Thank you to my fans for making this happen! YOU ARE THE BEST!

Warmly,

Alexx

Vince Buchanan….

That got your attention, didn’t it?

So many of you have asked about Vince’s story and I can say, hallelujah! the rough plot is finished and some fun tidbits have emerged! It will be a few weeks before it’s ready for the market but I am so excited to jump in. I am also going to run a fun contest starting NEXT WEEK! This is going to be so much fun and it will enable my fans to be really vested in the next story. Curious? I hope so! Stay tuned…

 

Warmly,

Alexx

Oh, Apple.

Some of you have expressed your frustration over not being able to find BB#5, although parts 1,2,3,4 and 6 are available. I have tried for months to get BB#5 live on Apple’s iBookstore but they keep kicking it back for some reason or another. I truly have no control over this and it frustrates me as equally as it does you. I can say that the entire series (including the bundle) is available at Amazon, Kobo, and Barnes and Noble and while I think Apple is foolish in being willing to send customers away from their sales portal to find a product, I am simply a small voice that means little to the All Powerful Apple Bigwigs.

Thank you to my fans who have refused to give up and either went to the other distributors or contacted me personally. I treasure my fans. Without you, I would be nothing!

Many fans have also inquired as to Vince’s story and I’m happy to say, YES, absolutely, Vince will get his own story and I can’t wait to jump into it. I’m going to run a contest very soon that I think will be lots of fun for everyone and the winner will get something that I think is super cool. Stay tuned…details soon.

Until then,

Alexx

Cover reveal!

Be on the look-out…

Nolan’s story is with the proofreader! Hoping to upload by Friday!

What do you think of the cover?

Alexx