Not Your Typical Romance

Most of you are aware I’m presently venturing into serial writing and a new way to tell a story. One such story is delving into heavier topics and darker places. It isn’t normally what I write. It deals with dubious consent–something a lot of people struggle with–and elements of sadistic pleasure from vengeance.

My heroine isn’t the typical one I write, and for good reason. She toes the line between good and evil because her rough upbringing and being half demon. Her hatred for men in general is what sets her apart from other characters I’ve written because it’s a driving factor for why she fights.

She doesn’t fight to save others. She fights to punish men.

I wanted to encapsulate a heroine who embraced her darkness. Think Harley Quinn but minus the drive for romantic entanglement. Even her favorite weapon is a bat.

The storyline? At this stage the only things I know are that her relationship with Nova is pleasure central. I have toyed with different motives behind his character and landed on one I’m hoping to build on. But the story doesn’t have much fleshed out presently.

You’ll still be barely getting to know the characters and their relationships with each other. It won’t be clear how they all play together, outside of Ty and Lady, who have a mutual distaste for one another.

What is clear is Lady’s friendship with Jordy being the reason she hasn’t gone totally off the rails. He’s the anchor to the good she needs in her life; that burst of hope and light in a sea of darkness. Their friendship, as it may seem, will eventually elevate to something resembling romance, but not at present.

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So far, I’ve posted 7 episodes that range from uncomfortably triggering to all spice and everything nice. I wrote on Wattpad as a way to try out this story without the pressure of delivering anytime soon and to play with themes I hadn’t written before.

The timeline at present is pretty all over the place because of multiple projects I’m working on at the same time, but I’ve been delivering episodes every couple days or so.

Start reading!

I do list some trigger warnings, but all the episodes are free to read on Wattpad. Make sure you check out my other reads if this one isn’t for you!

Social Media Queenin’

My brand-new dominatrix of a PA has pushed me to be more present on social media. I’m a narcissist, so I readily agreed. Recently, you’re seeing an uptick in reachout via newsletter, Facebook, blog, and now (new this week) I’ve started a TikTok!

I don’t want to brag (I will anyway), but I’m sort of finding a groove with this new self-promoting, self-centered, narcissistic fad to post endless videos about yourself and basically anything random your head can think up. And no, I didn’t stay up all last night watching endless, mindless videos of men chopping wood (seriously, what’s that all about?!)

I promised myself never to be lured over to THE TIKTOK, but here we are. I blame my PA…and several other loud voices in the room encouraging an outreach there.

Like I said: Chopping wood.

So, what can you expect from this new push? A whole lot of ridiculousness. There’s no easy way to say this, but in person, I’m just as weird and awkward as I am writing this post which is basically to myself, hoping someone will read it and I won’t fail at the one thing my PA asked me to do.

We’re cooking up a few more ideas. Expect lots of content and videos coming your way. But for now, check out my new platform of ridiculousness and feel free to give me a follow and comment on one (or all…it better be all) of my videos.

I’m looking forward to talking to the void, an endless sea of faceless people, and act like it’s not totally weird I’m doing it.

It’s Free and Loose, Like Yaniv’s Morals!

Naked man = best advertising ever. Objectifying men since 2015.

Did you know I write super sexy guys who, if not for fiction and romance being what it is, would be considered a sex offender by nightfall? Granted, I often pair them off with feisty, don’t need no man types who aren’t afraid to call them out on their bullshit. That’s the sort of reckless pairing you can expect from my books. In this case, The King and I: A Promiscus Guardian Love Story, features such a pairing.

Sounds like Yaniv needs to get a lawyer.

For this weekend only, you’ll get to read it for free.

It’s a story that has everything: hot kings, badass pink-haired heroines with a penchant for sinking her blades ten-inches deep in demons, a realm with dragons–DRAGONS–and some other weird creatures, the fast-paced story line that may or may not have been crafted with too much coffee and the dreams and hopes of an author who never gets out of the house the way she wants to. Not to mention, lots of inappropriate pan ins on an unrealistic eight-pack that glistens even when it shouldn’t.

This story really does have everything.

Trixie is a heroine I like writing–one who would much rather fight a horde of Low demons than cuddle up with a seriously sexy king who doesn’t know what the word no means. It’s funny and clever and full of adventure, and yes, those are terms I coined myself because my characters need to get their narcissism from somewhere.

Anyway. You have no reason not to grab a copy. Make sure you do and that you leave a review to tell me how great a storyteller I am (or how I’m full of hot air and should probably re-evaluate my life choices).

I made this one too. PRAISE ME!

Haven’t read my books? No problem. I have a couple titles for free! Check out my Amazon page for the titles Victor and Awakening!

What’s Next?

I’ve been asked a lot lately (even though I’m about to push out another book baby) what is next after the release of Angel Tears (Read about it here). What do I plan to write about now that my book baby is released to the world and I’m basically single again?

Several things. I’m playing with the concept of short serial stories about a teenaged vampire hunter. For those who know me, I don’t do short stories very well. I tend to make them full novels eventually and I can’t be trusted with a word count cap. Everyone who’s tried has failed. The first part, though, is somehow already written and will be made available in an upcoming anthology (watch this space for more details). But! I mostly NEED to work on Simon and Ebony’s story, which I started before Angel Tears but sidetracked away from. I have plans for the Next Generation Guardians, too. I’m also determined to write about Cathal, featured first in Resurrection (Book Four in the Promiscus Guardians series) and his assholery finding love.

Mostly, I have way too many ideas and not enough finger strength–or freedom seeing how I have four kids who may or may not rely on me for things (but mostly ask their father anyway).

So, first, I guess I should talk about what I’m already working on–Simon and Ebony. Remember them? They sort of had a story left unfinished and were forgotten over the course of the series because I had louder voices in my head. *cough* Bernie *cough* Because I really need this story to further the Next Guardians series, based on the kids of the main series, I can’t really leave it again.

So, now I write. I write like I’ve never written before. With brownies. Endless pots of coffee. An assortment of subjective, definitely unhelpful material I’ve pretended is because I found it on Netflix and wanted to watch it. I do what writers do, and I’m pretty sure that’s procrastinate and tell yourself that one day it’ll write itself.

Do I plan to write outside of the Guardian world again? Yes. I really loved writing a new shtick. I want to play around with different concepts not covered in the Guardian world, and also my brain hurts from trying to remember things I’ve written because I was never smart enough to make myself a cheat sheet about my characters, who are now just eyes and muscles in most cases. I also plan to explore more shorter story bits for anthologies.

Haven’t read my books? No problem. My first book, the one that is definitely a good showcase of who I am as a writer, is FREE to grab. Make sure to get your copy on your way out. It’s worth it, promise. Or it’s not, but then you didn’t spend anything and we can both act like we don’t know each other.

What’s Coming in April?

Here we go. Another release. My 13th if you’re counting. I am.

This time, I stepped out of my favorite writing world to start a new alter-universe about angels and demons. It’s actually the first time since I started publishing in 2015 that I wrote a book about something other than the Guardians.

I made this all by myself. PRAISE ME!

It still follows the same themes I like to write–supernatural intrigue, hot guys with unattainable muscles, kickass heroines who don’t need no man, and all the humor you have come to expect from my stories. All the characters are my favorite, but I have a little something new–kids.

To be fair, these kids are cute and endearing. Not turds. But who am I to judge? You’ll have to decide that for yourself.

I never look this hot by a window.

This new story is a hot piece of sexual awakening and a whole lot of “Is that legal?” It toys with different themes, since Ciara is on the edge of 18 (an adult a month later in the story) and Cain, the angel who says he’s not a stalker, is like a bazillion years old. Okay, he’s like, 600 or something, but still sort of falls into that “Gross, he’s like an old man and she’s not” theme. I play around with this topic a bit in the story, making jokes about it because we all wonder where maturity lies, what does consent look like, and when can she take off his shirt without it being a crime?

Those nail marks are going to show up tomorrow.

So really, what’s it about? Well, thanks for asking.

Ciara is the oldest sister of four, who spent nearly eighteen years caring for them. She’s put the roof over their head and food in their mouths with a father lost at sea and a mother absent for various neglectful reasons. She doesn’t like to show weakness. She’s not interested in anything that can’t help her pay the bills, so when her world is upended by a demon attack and a team of military-slick angel types, Ciara doesn’t know what to do.

All of this leads to a few discoveries. Biggest of all–Ciara is a half angel. And *gasps* a dark overlord, okay, a demon, is after her. He wants her (because who doesn’t) and will stop at nothing. NOTHING I SAY.

Ya-da-ya-da. It’s really just about a hot guy with silver hair, his companions who think he’s a pervert, and a brood of kids who Ciara is bent on protecting. My summation is flawless!

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Since you found it on the internet, it must all be true. Long story short, the book will be available to read April 12th 2021, and you can head over to pre-order from all major ebook sellers. Click all the buttons. CLICK THEM.

My Next Adventure!

Hello my lovelies!

Bet you’ve been wondering where the hell I’ve been since Victor’s release? Well, your amazing author friend has been writing. I’m currently 34K words into the next book in the Promiscus Guardians Series, and I’m really excited to finally start talking about it.

First, the cover:

It’s done! But you won’t get to see it until I get to 50K words! That’s the deal: I write, you wait.

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Second, the writing:

It’s been flowing out of me, but like with everything else, it gets knocked to the side when those shrill screams of children fighting echoes loudly through my living room. It’s a moment I dread every time I start to write.

My other obstacle is just writing. I have a tendency to want to reread everything I just wrote, which is fine…until I’m rereading the entire 100 plus pages that I wrote and forgetting that I still have to write the rest of the damn book before I get edit-heavy on it.

So then I try to write again, and everything else in my life goes crazy, because apparently I’m the only person that can do things and keep the house livable…and I end up a little bit crazy by the end of the day as a result.

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Finally, the end?

It’s still getting there, but with my ability to write fast, I doubt it will be terribly long before you see the cover reveal. I’ll be hosting a few giveaways around that time, so stay tuned. If I haven’t lost my mind entirely, I might even give away some really, really cool stuff. Someone mentioned Bernie shirts; the ones featured in the book. I may get something interesting together like that.

I will leave you here with an excerpt from the story, because I’m awesome like that. Check out my other books here, and make sure to follow me on my author page!


“Victor is, and always has been, a man that drives a person to their best possible self. While he may seem unrelenting, sometimes unforgiving when it comes to training, he is the best possible tutor. And though we have had our disagreements, Victor remained faithfully there for me over the years,” Lucas finally said, face becoming softer. It was gorgeous: the small tilt in his lips as he said this.

“I have no idea how anyone could ever disagree with you,” I retorted, monotone. “Did he ever lose his angel temper with you? More importantly, was he a spanker?”

Lucas had the decency to look disgusted, and Pavel almost lost his footing when he very nearly collapsed into laughter.

“Are you a child?” Lucas sneered.

“No,” I replied, snickering. “I just wondered what method of parenting he used on you. Just answer the question, Lucas. It was you who brought it all up.”

Lucas sighed shortly. “Victor’s method of punishment was far worse, in my opinion, to any method used currently.”

I was tremendously titillated now. Both Pavel and I joined arms and stared at him with happy, non-blinking expressions. If we had tails, they would have frozen, then wagged, then froze again. Lucas looked completely put out, but by the laxness of his jaw, I knew he’d give me what I wanted.

“If I misbehaved, I was forced to attend gatherings with numerous amounts of women, most of which never ceased pestering me,” he finally replied begrudgingly.

I bit my lower lip, eyes and nose burning as I attempted to keep from laughing. It was too much. Both Blondie and I held each other for long minutes as we laughed, garnering the other three’s attention with our hysterics.

“Women were your punishment? He’s definitely a clever bastard. Victor just earned my seal of approval with that move,” I said, admiration distinctly in my expression.

“Trust me, moya solnishka, never ever piss off the boss,” he said, referring to Victor. His eyes narrowed violently, yet his smile was unfortunately just as alluring. “His punishments are especially designed to break anyone that may feel the need to go against him.”

Lucas scoffed lightly. “Pavel is thoroughly experienced with Victor’s discipline measures,” he stated, smile outdoing the wickedness of Pavel’s and making the pair of us shudder. “His punishment of last required him to investigate a rather flashy establishment—”

Pavel shook his head, clamping his hands over my ears. I giggled as the three others watched us, no longer walking to favor listening on the very interesting conversation between me and the boys. There was a cocky smile on Sadin’s face, but I ignored it as I was held hostage against my dirty Russian’s firm body.

Lucas pulled me from Pavel, pressing his lips to my ear and whispering, “He was asked to go undercover at a homosexual club called Banging Bottoms.

“You said it!” Blondie growled, deflating instantly with his shoulders dropping and eyes falling to the floor.

I laughed heartily. “I bet you fit right in.”

Blondie groaned, glaring over me towards Lucas. “You’re a right bastard.”

“I merely offered Izzy invaluable anecdotes to express your own claims of Victor,” Lucas returned, holding me against him.

“What did you wear?” I asked Blondie, breaking between the boys with my raspy voice, barely able to keep my amusement inside.

Three Children and a Release

It’s been a while since I published a personal post. With the ongoing hoopla of publishing both my second and third book this last month, I’ve been busy. However, I come bearing interesting…also mildly hilarious anecdotes of incredible–not–events that took place while writing/editing/formatting/publishing/feeding my coffee addiction with three children to contend with the entire process.

It’s no small mystery that children make things phenomenally more difficult; sometimes even prolonging processes that would take someone hours to instead take days to finish in light of demon children stalking the corners, blocking hallways, entering very interesting sentences that may or may not have made it into my final manuscript, and destroying the home you had rushed to clean so you could focus all your sole efforts on writing.

My eldest, a daughter I refer to as Diva, was the forefront enemy the last month. Her indisputable power over the two younger ones, Mr. Sensitive and Mr. Testosterone, is one of the many, many, many reasons my publishing process was not all sunshine, unicorns, and billowing glitter.

Yesterday, a day that will live on in my memory, was one such case where three against one is never a fair fight. It was the day before release, a day that would have any normal author jumping enthusiastically in their overused armchair/swivel chair/old school couch. I had managed another few edits–a manuscript is never perfect–and I was taking a small break from the process.

Diva had, in the time I had been away mentally, stolen an entire bag’s worth of candies and hidden them in her room. Therefore, yes, my children were very much drunk on candy. And the rest of the day served as a mad battle with candy-drugged two-four-six-year-olds, a potty that saw a little too much toddler action, and a floor that was mildly glistening with liquids that could be possibly categorized as a ‘bio-hazard.’

Today, I have my husband home for Victor’s release, and I couldn’t be more thankful. They are now his problem. I love my husband; I love my sanity more. So happy release day to me! Make sure to check out Victor and grab your copy of Awakening while it’s still free!

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Until next time! Write on.

Can I Cry Now?

This last week has been filled with its fair share of ups and downs. I would like firstly to say that Victor is coming along nicely and is nearly finished with editing. I got some great feedback from my ARC reviewers, and I’m excited to release it Feb. 13th.

Now, onto the bad.

This week, I started back at school, which was probably the most exciting/terrifying experience in recent days. My being older than half the class wasn’t helping either. Do these loafers make my ass look old? And when I finished all my homework well before it was due, I felt like a proper student.

As you all know, I recently published the second book in my series Promiscus Guardians, and while it wasn’t rushed, it wasn’t as heavily edited as Awakening. I have received phenomenal feedback for the first and conflicting for the second.

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So, I’m sure you can imagine that I wanted to have a much needed chocolate frosting session and have a good cry this weekend, but I had three sick kids to contend with and my younger brother’s birthday party, plus, I was trying my damnedest to finish editing.

Suffice to say, I plan to have a good cry tonight and eat chocolate tomorrow. I was comforted by fellow authors and friends, and I think I’m ready to write again. I’m sure it’ll only be a matter of time until I get another series of bad reviews…and I will be five-pounds heavier the next day, but I feel like I now have steeled myself somewhat for that probably nearer than I want to admit future.

To all those authors that have suffered bad or mediocre reviews (which should probably be all of you by now), we will stand against this injustice, and we WILL survive it!

WRITE ON!

Seven Deadly Sins

I have been tagged in this Friday fun post by KJ. Chapman over on her blog. Thanks for the tag KJ! I’m happy to add my little spin and flavor of humor on this!

The following questions are based on the seven deadly sins, and are relevant to reading and writing.

Pride. Share a line or small scene that you’re really proud to have written. 

“However, forgive me, Lilly, I fear I have very little ability to converse in my current state,” he said, forcing my body back against the headboard. “When the very thing I most desire is right before me, even I have very little self-control to resist capturing it.”

Envy. Tell us about the book you wish that’d you written. 

Honestly? Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. The simple classic that has withstood time. 

Wrath. Tell us about a trope or cliche that makes you furious.

Weak, helpless heroines. I can’t stand them. We’re strong–all of us. When we’re made to be meek and mild-mannered, I get pissed.

Gluttony. Tell us about a trope you just can’t get enough of.

Paranormal/ supernatural romance- brooding hunks. Steamy, but easy reads. –Stole this from KJ…says it all

Lust. Tell us about a character you’d do unspeakable things to. 

Darcy. OMG…I”d do horrible, no-good, completely adulterated things to you. And I have to say, the hunks I create make me want to as well, but I do it to them without their consent on a daily basis.

Sloth. Tell us about your favourite form of procrastination. 

Friendly chats with my fellow authors…all day, every day.

Greed. Tell us which author’s top of your auto-buy list. 

KJ. Chapman, I’m waiting for her book right now. Pins and needles. As far as others, not too many get me on that wait list. But, I would read anything Kim Harrison writes.

I am tagging Brittany to have a go at this tag.

A fun little number here, and I’m sure that it’ll be an interesting read for those that look into my lovely deadly sins!

Writer’s Remorse (WR)

First edit done, and I’ve sent off a few copies for ARC (advanced readers copies) and hopefully it will all end well and not in poor Brianna’s heartbreak. If I come here crying, you must all console me…I’ll need it!

I was rereading through my book–obviously–and knowing how well-received Awakening has been, I’ve been a bit worried with how far I strayed with Lilly. I have a little bit of what I like to call WR…or, Writer’s Remorse. It happens once and a while when I write a new character…and was in desperate love with my last.

You write a character or characters that you just can’t seem to let go? That’s WR. Granted, I’ll be able to get back to Izzy and Lucas soon, but I felt like I’ve been betraying them this whole time. I sort of was like this all day…

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I’m sorry I betrayed you…I did…I betrayed my first real published characters…I’m a monster.

But then I reread the love scene in my upcoming Victor book…

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AND! Instant forgiveness. Sorry Lucas and Izzy…but Victor is incredibly hot…and my writer’s remorse has just been cured.