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August 27, 2022
Spy Saturday! - FREE Book!
Did you know that there was ONE scene that lived rent-free in my brain for years that inspired the plot for the entire Deception and Discipline series?
Yeah.
And it didn't even end up in the main books of the series.
Nope.
It's here, in Spy Season, which is a FREE prequel.
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August 26, 2022
Kobo Readers Get 25% Off!!!!!
Kobo is having a major boxset sale this week and I have several boxsets involved in the promotion =) All of my historical romance boxsets! Use BOX25 as the promo code when you check out to get the discount!
You can get the full Domestic Discipline Quartet - https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-domestic-discipline-quartet-1
And you can choose between either two different boxsets from The Bridal Discipline series (maybe you're only missing the beginning or the end of the series, or maybe you aren't sure so you only want the first boxset.
Pride and Punishment (Philip's Rules, Undisciplined, & Gabrielle's Discipline) - https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/pride-and-punishment-6
Commands and Consequences (Lydia's Penance, Benedict's Commands, & Arabella's Taming) - https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/commands-and-consequences-1
OR you can get the ENTIRE Bridal Discipline Series in one giant boxset - https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-bridal-discipline-omnibus
To get the discount you have to make sure to use the Promo Code BOX25 when you make your purchase!
If you want to see the full array of boxsets available for the sale you can check out the whole list here - https://www.kobo.com/us/en/p/boxset25
Happy Reading!!!!!!!
August 25, 2022
TBT - Free Historical Spanking Romance!
When I first started writing the Bridal Discipline series I really wanted to write a different kind of spanking romance heroine - I wanted one who tried to be a good girl and was ultimately empowered by her spankings. So that's why Cordelia's punishments often happen after she's allowed others (namely her stepdaughter) to push her around due to her own insecurities.
I also wanted to have fun with a new kink, which is why she and Philip are always sneaking around and almost getting caught having sex in other people's houses during parties and balls LOL. I'm not sure what it would be called - it's sorta exhibitionist but they aren't ACTUALLY being watched. They do love the danger and the risk though.
I had so much fun writing this book and it's such a great kickoff to the series. Even as I was writing it I knew that Felix and Gabrielle would be next, and I was so excited to redeem Gabrielle.
I hope you enjoy the freebie! Happy Reading!
August 23, 2022
Teaser Tuesday - Her Excuse is that She Wants Him
Evie
Bloody hell. Bloody Captain Browne. Bloody betraying body.
Because she should be resisting him, should be fighting him, but the bloody man tipped her over his lap and her body lit up like the fireworks at Vauxhall. She should not like this as much as she did.
On the other hand, as long as she did like it, why deny herself the pleasure?
You are treading into dangerous waters.
The warning bells trilling in her head were not nearly as strong as the demands of her body. From the moment he’d picked her up over his shoulder and carried her off, Evie had been struggling with her desire. She could have forced him to let her go, but she used the excuse of not wanting to draw too much attention to them as a reason not to fight. Now she was over his lap, and what was her excuse?
A rough hand ran over the sensitive skin of her bottom and Evie had to bite back a moan.
My excuse is that I want him to do this.
Any other man and she would have been fighting like a hellcat, but with Captain Browne, all the things that should infuriate her made her want to purr for him.
“I said you would be allowed to help with the investigation.” Captain Browne lifted his hand and brought it down hard on her upturned arse, making Evie gasp at the hot sting of flesh meeting flesh. The pain was brief, stoking the arousal already churning in her core. “Only one person can be in charge and that is me.”
His hand came down again, making Evie squirm. Was it her imagination or was he spanking her harder than he had before? Evie closed her eyes, trying to ignore his voice and focus on the sensations. The way her skin tingled where he’d spanked her. The growing heat in her belly. The slick wetness between her thighs and the pleasure that rushed through her when she pushed her hips forward, rubbing her front against his hard thigh.
She could feel his cock pressing into her side, so she knew he was not unaffected by this either.
Two more swats came down on her bare bottom, one on each cheek, and Evie did gasp as his hand landed on spots that were already smarting from his previous smacks.
“If you wanted to come to the Tramp’s Den, you should have told me so.”
Two more swats.
“Would you shut up?” She turned to look at him over her shoulder. “You are ruining it.”
Captain Browne stared back at her with bemusement, his hand frozen in the air where it had been about to descend again.
“Ruin what?”
“My spanking! Stop talking!”
The utter disbelief that filled his eyes was almost comical, and if she was not so aroused and frustrated by his incessant chatter, she would have laughed.
“There is no point to punishing you if we do not go over why you are being punished. You put yourself over my knee easily enough. You know you have earned this, but-” That was enough of that, Evie shook her head, cutting him off.
“I am not letting you spank me because I think I deserve it.” The big oaf would think that. “I am letting you spank me because I likeit.”
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August 21, 2022
Scintillating Sunday - Spy Season!
Today's teaser is a little unusual cuz this book is already out and it's FREE! Click here to pick it up from your favorite retailer =)
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Evie
The sound of wood splintering behind her, Evie shrieked, even though she’d been expecting it.
The sight that met the soldier’s eyes was exactly what she’d intended—a gentleman and a whore, too involved in their physical pleasure to have noticed what happening on the lower floor. They were hardly the only ones, going by the shrieks and shouts she heard coming from the other rooms.
For one brief moment, as she’d felt the captain’s cock sliding into her, she’d actually forgotten the incoming threat, which added verisimilitude to her performance.
She’d carefully staged the tableau so the soldiers got a good glimpse of her bottom and the captain’s cock stuffed into her quim as soon as they came through the door. She was counting on them being far more interested in looking at that than at his face or the contents of the fireplace.
The cravat was burning merrily, but the evidence remained if one looked closely.
Evie wanted to be sure no one looked until the evidence was gone.
Turning her head and her upper torso, she kept bouncing on the captain’s cock as she widened her eyes at the sight of soldiers in the door. Two of them had actually come into the room, and one of them was standing in the hall. All three of them were watching her rise and fall, their gazes intent on her buttocks.
She allowed her pace to slow, sinking down on the captain until he was fully embedded inside her, trying not to think about how good he felt.
“What is it? What is happening?”
“Apologies… I… we…” the young soldier in the front stammered.
“Get out. Can’t you see we’re busy in here?” the captain snarled, his hands moving from her breasts down to her hips. Evie moaned and wriggled atop him, rising and falling slightly, though not to the degree she had before.
The third soldier, the one in the doorway, coughed and muttered something.
“Apologies. Please, do go on.” The soldiers retreated, pulling the door shut behind them. Only then did Evie sigh with relief, going up on her knees.
Her eyes widened when the captain’s fingers tightened on her hips.
“Where do you think you’re going?” The words came out in a low growl, far too low for anyone beyond the door to hear it, if they were even listening.
Despite her attraction to the man, Evie narrowed her eyes. Not even her uncle, the Spymaster to the Crown, succeeded in ordering her about. She was not about to let a near-stranger do so—regardless of their current… intimate circumstances.
“This was to save your life.” She waved her hand between the two of them. “Not for… pleasure.”
If she had thought of another way to divert suspicion from him, she would have. It had seemed like a good idea at the time. Even if someone remembered him from earlier, they would hardly suspect a man who was balls deep in a ladybird when he was a spy who had an important meeting.
The captain’s dark eyes were intent on hers, one eyebrow raising as if to question her intelligence.
“And if they return to find we have already ended our activities?” Before Evie could react or respond, the captain lifted his hips up, lifting her up as well, and he rolled.
With his greater weight and strength, not to mention his cock still filling her, there was little Evie could do to counter him. She ended up on her back, breathlessly staring up at him, with his hands pinning her wrists on either side of her head. A thrill unlike any she’d ever felt rushing through her, she clenched around his cock as her body responded to being overset.
Never in her life…
Because she would have never allowed it.
So, why was it so exciting when he overpowered her?
July 21, 2022
Free Alien Smut! (#TBT)
Throwback Thursday to one of my alter-ego's books which is free this weekend, starting today! Because it's available in Kindle Unlimited, it's only on Amazon. You can grab your copy here - mybook.to/AlienPleasures
This story actually started out on Literotica back when I was writing for them. I really just had some wild ideas for alien peen and wanted to write all of them, but didn't want to write a whole series for each alien... but I had also found that I preferred to write a longer story rather than a bunch of standalones.
My genius solution: put the heroine in a space brothel.
ALL THE ALIEN PEEN!
It was not actually supposed to have a romance but of course my brain took it that way anyway by the end. Which I enjoyed, so it was fine
I know my brain does that lol.I had a GREAT time writing all the alien peen I wanted (and some of them got WEIRD) and then adding in a dash of romance for a HEA. If you want a book that's basically pure alien smut... here ya go LOL
July 12, 2022
Teaser Tuesday - First Look at A Season for Spies!
Last week I finished writing the first draft of A Season for Spies!!!!! I flove how this book came out. Evie and Anthony were so different from what I thought they'd be and they far exceeded my expectations. I'm just gonna go ahead and say it - this might be the best book I've ever written. I am SO excited for it to come out in a few months.
And here's your first sneak peek!
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Prologue – Two Years EarlierEvie
“Someone tried to assassinate the Duke of York?” Evie burst into her uncle’s office, no longer content to listen at the keyhole as her eldest cousin reported in. Though her uncle was the Crown’s spymaster and all three of her cousins assisted him in one capacity or another, all four of the men were dedicated to keeping her out of the ‘men’s business’.
Despite the fact that she had survived the streets of London on her own when she was a mere child and had proven her usefulness over and over again since her uncle had found her and taken her in. She wanted to be part of the family business too, and since she did not consider herself a ‘lady’ of the ton, she did not particularly care if such things weren’t fit for ladies. High society did not fit her.Uncle Oliver groaned, rubbing his forehead with his hand.
“I thought you were in your room resting.”
Evie narrowed her eyes at him. She was very aware he would have been happier leaving her out, she did not need him to say it out loud.
“I was. Then I saw Elijah return home in a hurry from my window and I wanted to know what the problem was.” Evie kicked the door shut behind her and crossed her arms over her chest, lifting her chin defiantly. “If there has been an assassination attempt on such an important personage, you are going to need all the help you can get.”
“It is too dangerous,” Elijah said immediately, raking his hand through his dark hair. Like father like son, Uncle Oliver and her cousin were cut from the same cloth, though the grey in her uncle’s hair made their age difference clear. “The Duke was nearly killed.”
“As if I have never been in dangerous situations before,” Evie retorted, rolling her eyes. “Need I remind you how helpful I was in France?” She’d spent two years there during the way and had done just as much work as any of her uncle’s operatives. Even saved one of them from capture when he’d been set up in a trap, though she pushed that memory away immediately.
She did not need her thoughts distracted by him.
“You were very helpful, even if you were not supposed to be in Denmark at the time,” Uncle Oliver said through gritted teeth. He was honest to a fault, even when he did not want to admit the truth. Telling her that she had not been helpful, when she had provided him with information that none of his other operatives had been able to suss out, was beyond him no matter how much he wished he could.
Evie smiled thinly.
“Then let me help now. I can be even more helpful here than I was in France.” After all, England was her home. She should be able to do more in familiar territory than unfamiliar.
The two men exchanged a glance and Evie’s jaw locked into place. Stubborn fools. They were going to deny her again! When would they learn? As determined as they were to keep her safely tucked away in the manner they thought best, she was even more determined to live her own life on her terms. To make her own choices.
Though she would never bring public or societal shame to her family, not after Uncle Oliver had rescued her, no one ever knew of her extracurricular activities anyway. No lord or lady would believe their eyes even if they did see her in one of her myriad disguises – not that they ever looked. Especially among their social set. The ton was so convinced of its own importance, they rarely paid attention to anyone who wasn’t on their level, often to their own detriment.
“If we need you, we will certainly call on you,” her Uncle Oliver said carefully.
Truthful to a fault. In his opinion, they never needed her, so he was not telling a lie, but Evie knew she would not be included in this escapade. Regardless of her work in France, which had assuredly been far more dangerous.
Unfortunately, the one witness to her most brilliant rescue had no idea who she was, nor did she want him to. And, considering that she’d met him in a brothel, it was not a rescue she’d been able to take the claim for to her uncle. Despite the result, she knew it would not help her cause.
Bloody daft men.
“I see,” she said. Because she did see. Attuned to her tone of voice, both her uncle and cousin were still watching her warily, ready for the outburst. Evie was tired of the fighting though. France had been much more productive after she’d slipped her ‘leash,’ the companion her uncle had sent with her, and taken matters into her own hands.
She would learn from that lesson and apply it here.
Nose in the air, she turned on her heel and yanked the door open.
“Thank goodness. Browne should be here any moment,” Elijah muttered, likely under the impression that she either could not hear him or was so upset as to not be paying attention. He must have forget that she had unusually excellent hearing.
Evie’s back stiffened as she slammed the door shut behind her. Hopefully the two men would think she was in a snit and not give her another thought. Especially when they had such important matters to deal with.
She needed to clear out before Captain Browne arrived. The operative had never met her as Lady Eveline Stuart and she intended to keep it that way. If he recognized her, it would be utter disaster.
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July 7, 2022
Throwback Thursday to Master Chef!
Thowback Thursday to Master Chef!!!!
When I first introduced Avery and Nick in Tempting the Domme, I did not know whether or not they would be getting a book. At the time I wasn't sure if I would be continuing stories past the Stronghold Doms series, although I was starting to think that I might.
Once I knew that I would be writing the Masters of Marquis, I also knew that Nick and Avery would be perfect for a story I'd been wanting to write for a while - Inexperienced Dom and Experienced Sub. Since we didn't know much about Avery but we did know that Nick had a lot of misconceptions about kink, they were PERFECT!
I wanted to show more of the classes from the POV of the student rather than the teacher (though Olivia had been so much fun to do with that) and I also wanted to play with how experience plays out when it's the submissive who has more of it. It's not that Avery meant to top from the bottom exactly... but the scene where Nick finally takes full control was definitely one of my favorites.I also had a lot of fun with the kitchen stuff in general - I was a server for a decade and hubby worked various positions in restaurants for about fifteen years, so there were plenty of fun things to draw on. And if any of you are Tamora Pierce fans... I hope you enjoyed my little side story with the servers.
And, of course, I got to re-introduce Iris which I was super excited about and add her to the little girl gang I have growing, and show off a little bit more of Master Law to get them prepped for Law & Disorder!
June 22, 2022
I Can't Believe It's Been 10 Years!
aaaaaaaaaah check out that homemade cover LMAO. Yesterday was my 10 Year Authorversary.
I still cannot believe that:1. It’s been 10 years
2. That I am a full time author now
3. That I am a USA today bestselling author with multiple books that have been bestsellers on Barnes & Noble, Apple, and Kobo as well as hitting the top 100 on Amazon.
4. The number of authors I used to think it would be SO COOL to meet one day that I now call my friend
5. That I’ve written for 2 out of 3 of the multi-author series that I dreamed of being a part of! 1001 Nights is the last one I have to try and get into LOL.
6. That Tamora Pierce knows my name. I still shout that at random intervals. Just because it brings me joy.
Along with over 50 indie books, I've also published 2 books with Cleis Press thanks to my amazing agent Myrsini.
This has been an absolutely insane, wonderful, and humbling journey, helped out by SO MANY people that I’ve met along the way. I am incredibly honored at the number of phenomenal authors that I am lucky enough to know and call my friend. I feel so lucky to have such an amazing, supportive family who all know what I do and cheer me on, and IRL friends who do the same and are happy to be my emotional support people when I have to do an in-person event.
I’ve also been blessed in the people I work with, my PA Renee Brooks, my ‘work wife’ Veronica Adams from L Woods PR, and this year I’ve also started working with Kiki and Jill from Next Step PR (I never thought I'd have one set of people I'm working with much less two!). I’m part of the Dirty Daddies Party Room, Historical Harlots, and Club Risque admin teams, thanks to the amazing authors who included me and have helped me grow in that way.
I’m also incredibly lucky to have an amazing team of Alpha readers – Candida, Marie, Marta, Annie, Karen, Nick, and Katherine. Their contributions to my books have made such a huge difference, always for the better. And of course, without Katherine, who knows if I would have started publishing at all?!
I could not do this job without the support of my husband, who still calls me ‘meal ticket’ but then does an incredible amount of unseen work for me that makes my life so much easier and allows me to focus my attention on the creative portion of my job.
I'm also blessed in my readers. So many who are willing to be on my ARC team or leave me reviews regardless, who share my posts on social media, who talk up my books, and who get excited with me over things like this!
This journey has been so much more than I could have imagined when I first started publishing 10 years ago and I can’t wait to see what the next 10 years hold!
Thank you all SO much
June 14, 2022
Teaser Tuesday - the Watch Dom
“Still drooling over Master Law?” Rae elbowed her in the side. Dressed in a pink and green tutu, which matched the two green braids amid the many long brown braids, and a pink bra, she looked as if she could be on her way to a rave right now. The bright neon colors were gorgeous against her brown skin, and Iris had a moment of stark envy. Neon colors like that always washed her out.
“I am not drooling,” she responded indignantly. As if she would ever drool over a man. Salted caramel butter bars, sure. Men? No. Not even Jason Momoa. “I am lusting from afar on my completely inappropriate crush, with no drool involved.”
Even as she joked, a niggle in her stomach made her squirm uncomfortably. While she might joke about it, she wondered if there was more beneath it than she wanted to admit. Like, yeah, she had a little crush.
It had turned out Law wasn’t the unreasonable hardass he’d made himself out to be. When she’d put in the effort, he actually noticed. Praised her for it, even. It might be sad that something so little could make any kind of impact on her, but it did.
While he might have called her ‘trouble’ a month ago in Patrick’s office, he’d been willing to let his perception change once he saw her trying. That was really rare in her world.
“He is hot,” Avery said, glancing over. “I don’t usually go for bald guys, but he pulls it off.”
“Yeah, he does,” Domi joined in, causing Mitch to frown. “He’s like a sexy Filipino Mr. Clean, but with facial hair.”
“Hey, I’m right here. I can hear you.”
Giggling, Domi tipped her head back at her boyfriend with his full head of blond hair.
“That’s what you get for insisting on coming to ladies’ night.”
“Nick will be here when he’s done for the night,” Avery said encouragingly, patting Mitch on the shoulder. He looked as though he was considering going all Dom on Domi’s ass. It kept her on her toes that he could flip a switch, just like that, and suddenly, her bratty mouth was in trouble.
On the other hand, Iris had a feeling Domi liked to provoke it. She might look like a pixie, so petite and cute with a riot of dark brown curls, but she was a total brat when she wanted to be.
She exchanged a look with Rae, the other single in their group. They were happy for Domi and Avery, but Iris felt a bit of envy. She wasn’t sure she would find what they had here at Stronghold. Even though she and Andrew had agreed to come on opposite nights when they wanted to scene, his friends were still always around. While she got that he didn’t want her to go to clubs where she might not be as safe as she was at Stronghold, it was almost too safe at Stronghold.
Being a sub for the Dominance class had been nice because it had been at Marquis, and she hadn’t been around her big brother’s friends, who had a bad habit of coming over to talk to her when she was in discussions with a prospective Dom. Except they didn’t really come over to talk to her. They came over to talk to the Dom who had approached her, and it wasn’t as though they were trying to chase him off, but that’s what ended up happening every time.
It was a little demoralizing.
Rae’s problem was she totally had a thing for Mitch’s friend Brian but wasn’t willing to admit it. Brian was one hundred percent a Daddy Dom, and Rae insisted she had no interest in a Daddy Dom, even if she dressed like a baby girl whenever she was at the club. It was too bad because Iris thought they’d make a good couple, but it wasn’t her business.
“Are you two crazy kids planning on playing tonight?” she asked Mitch, distracting him from his contemplation of whether or not to Dom out on Domi.
“Yes.” He tugged one of Domi’s curls, pulling it down and letting it go, so it sprang back into place. “I’ve reserved one of the rooms, but she doesn’t know which one yet.”
“It’s the interrogation room,” Domi said, a little smile curving one side of her lips.
“It’s important to maintain an aura of mystery to keep the relationship interesting,” Mitch said a little louder, acting like he hadn’t heard her.
“It’s the interrogation room.”
Mitch got a little louder.
“Which is why I make sure to regularly surprise Domi.”
“It’s still the interrogation room.”
“Are you two going to the interrogation room tonight?” A smiling face appeared behind Avery but not Nick—Brian quickly followed by Mitch’s friends, Kincaid and Zach, who were holding hands. Though Iris noticed Zach glanced over at the Lounge area, where Amy was sitting and chatting with her friends Caroline and Morgan.
“No.”
“Yes.” Domi grinned when Mitch grabbed a fistful of her hair, bending her head back so she was forced to look up at him. The move also made her breasts move within her corset.
“It’s not the interrogation room, little brat, and you’d better watch it, or you’re going to get more than you bargained for tonight.” The threat was made with a growl.
Rae and Iris sighed simultaneously. That was hot.
