Y’all. Momma tired. Momma real tired. No, not because I’ve been writing lately–I’ve been taking a long-ass break from that. I needed a long-ass break from that. I’m tired from life in general. From laundry. From dishes. From 8,000 sports/activities with my kids. Oh, and I’m tired because I thought I could handle a trip to Vegas with my college girlfriends. Alas, I could not. Couldn’t even make it through the Migos/Cardi B concert, which is sad. Know what’s even sadder? I had to Google Migos. Never heard of ’em. And I usually pride myself on knowing shit. It’s a terrible moment when you wake up and realize you don’t know shit.
What’s that? You wanna read a super-naughty novella for free? Alrighty. Click here and you can have Quin invade your dreams tonight. He’s a large immortal with trust issues and a big … attraction to the redheaded succubus he meets at a sex club.
What’s so crazy about that, you ask? Oh nothing, just that I am also releasing Eriq tomorrow. He’s Quin’s hot-as-sin brother. That’s not so crazy? Okay, well I also just uploaded Luqa to Smashwords (click here). The first three books of Shadow, Inc. are Amazon-exclusive. Luqa? Well, he’s a rebel and wanted to get some iTunes, Kobo, and Nook action. He’s greedy like that, in all the best ways. You’re welcome.
It will take a few days to get the Smashwords affiliate links (see above), but as soon as I have them, I’ll post them. I have a lot going on, but I believe I can handle it. That’s because I’m crazy.
Quin is free on Amazon 3/8 – 3/11. Click the more option to read the synopsis.
Holy hell, y’all. I’ve found a new passion in paranormal erotic romance. As a reader. As a writer. As a wife of super-hot stud that I pretend is a werewolf occasionally (shh, don’t tell him–he thinks it’s weird and I promised to stop. I didn’t. Bwahahaa!).
For those of you following along with me on this sinful journey, get ready for Book 3 of my Shadow, Inc. Series, Eriq. It’s the naughtiest one yet. Maybe. I don’t know. Quin was pretty naughty with the guy-on-guy and threesome scenes. Menage is totally hot to me and so I’ve added MMF, MFF, and/or some voyeurism to each book. Oh, and the one I’m writing now explores some public scenes, which I also dig–as a writer, not in practice.
Okay, y’all. I have no frame of reference for how erotic romance performs, or how hard it is to break into the the Top Whatever list on Amazon in erotica. But I think Tarq did pretty damned well for my first attempt at writing in the genre. The picture is nice, isn’t it? But please remember, this was for FREE downloads. Not paid.
Let’s break it down, shall we?
For all my naughty readers out there who enjoy some good smut with a nice HEA, this book’s for you. I’m using my Kindle Select Days to make Tarq FREE 2/8/2018 through 2/11/2018. Full disclosure: this book is dirty.
Here’s the description:
Okay, Universe. You got some splainin’ to do. During the week of and the week after releasing my first erotic romance, downloads jumped for my first novel, Working On It (published fall of 2016). Is there any correlation to the new release? Are people checking it out, but opting for my free novel as a look-and-see before buying? Is Luke Skywalker my father? Wait … that was from a dream. My bad.
By “jumped,” I mean it went from a handful of downloads per day to almost 1,000 in two weeks. That might not be a lot for some authors, but it’s a lot for me. And I don’t know how in the hell it happened.
On January 26, 2018, I’m releasing my first erotic romance. It’s by far the dirtiest thing I’ve ever written. No, it’s not as dirty as it could be, but I jumped from Romantic Comedy to Erotic Romance, so give me some room to adjust. In this novella, wrote my first MFF scene. In Book 2, I wrote a MMF scene. And I liked it. There, I said it. Now deal with it. I’m looking at you, Mom. Kidding! No one can tell her. Not ever. Okay, okay, she knows but I don’t think she should read this one.
As a little teaser, I’m dropping Chapter 1 of Tarq for your reading pleasure (see below). Each book in the series can be read as a standalone. I’m gonna try to write and release quickly, so y’all be ready. In February, I’ll give a peak at Book 2. It’s way dirtier than the first. You’re welcome. Click here to purchase on Amazon. If you’d like to get free, advanced copies of my books in exchange for an honest review, click on my Contact page and fill in your info. I’m always looking for ARC readers. Happy Wednesday!
Valentine’s Day is just around the corner. I’ve teamed up with over thirty other authors to create a huge giveaway. Up for grabs are: 33 books, 33 prizes, and a $100 grand prize paid via PayPal.
If you’d like a shot at winning, click here. It will take you to the Rafflecopter screen where you can enter by liking pages, following on Twitter, etc. The more authors’ pages you follow, the more chances you get at winning.
Thanks and good luck!
Holy Cheezits, y’all. I just wrote the dirtiest thing I’ve ever written. No, Mom, you shall not read it! I know you wanna be all supportive-like, but I’m seriously blushing over here. And I’m totes inappropriate at all times.
Yes, I’ve read erotica with way more naughty-naughty. I mean, have you read Anne Rice’s The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty? It’s legit. I loved it. However, I’m taking baby steps here, folks. I can’t jump from writing humor with some quality sex in the mix to the sexual enslavement of royal offspring. But I will tell you I wrote my first menage scene and I liked it. I liked it soooo much.
Ah, a new year. It’s like touching a fresh, crisp dollar bill. It’s so shiny and new, so pretty. What’s that? You think our currency isn’t pretty? Alright, Communist. Try this … it’s like a freshly fallen snow, so beautiful in its innocence. Until people drive around and it turns to grey sludge, and you remember it’s freaking cold outside, and you question your life’s choices while shoveling the driveway in -8 temps, while your husband tries to get the dog to pee on the beautiful snow, but she’s a freak of nature and forgot what snow was and limps around like she doesn’t want to touch it.
That moment, right there? That is life. Real life. It’s the reason we can appreciate that untouched first round of snow. If life was all fairies and rainbows, we wouldn’t appreciate it. No, Deborah, I’m not a life coach. I’m just feeling a shift inside (shift, not shit. Jeez. Why you always in the gutter, girl?).