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Hot Minutes, Halloween Edition

Who said Halloween is only for kids? Definitely not me. So this October I put together an anthology of shorts with some author friends to celebrate the season. Hot Minutes, Volume 1 Halloween Edition just released in ebook and oh so yummy duet audio. Grab a few hot reads for those stolen minutes in your day and get in the spirit for the holiday. Four stories in MF, MMF, MFM and MM genres are just like an adult goodie bag with all the variety you could want for romance. Stories by Alyssa Turner, Sue Lyndon, Allyson Lindt and Brigham Vaughn.

On top of that, I'm celebrating the new release with a shiver inducing giveaway. Enter to win here!

Go Deeper - new MMF in series

Go Deeper, Working It In book 2 is full of the sexy fun with a side of emotion my new series is all about.

I really love writing guys with of bit of an asshole edge to them. The term alphahole is a decent fit for my new character Dustin. I don't exactly know why, but I suspect a tiny little asshole lives somewhere in most of us and it's fun to safely let them out to play once in a while. But if you know my writing, he will redeem himself, just give him a chance. Of course you've got to balance some of that dickishness with a sweetheart of a guy in Trevor. It's fun to wonder who my readers will love more.

Willa is stuck in the middle, but not how you might think. She's stuck between love and hate. There's an old saying that fits... thin line between the two. Yes, she will find herself between these two guys as well, but I really had fun with the push and pull between Willa and Dustin. Hope you will get to know these three soon!

Get Closer - first in new series

New MMF Ménage!

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Get Closer is the first standalone in my new series Working It In.

Welcome to the daily grind. There’s always a better position, a bigger salary, a more impressive bio. It’s time the ambitious young professionals at Hunter Railways national headquarters learn to feed something more than their hunger for success. Kyle Hunter has just taken his place on the board of directors of his family empire. With his girlfriend on one arm and his boyfriend on the other, he’s the best person to show them all the meaning of work / life balance. Happiness isn’t always about working things out. Sometimes the best thing to do is work it in.

Some of you may have read my short story Highly Inspired. It was included in the 2013 edition of Best Women's Erotica, edited by Violet Blue. It was one of my favorite short stories and their voices itched to be heard some more. So, Chloe and Russel got a second chance. But of course I couldn't leave it at that! I am a ménage author after all. Enter Martell who is both the glue and the force between them all. A nice dollop of push and pull tops this light and fun two-hour read off. I think you'll have a ball with these three.

So close, I can almost touch it.

Yet another business trip, and I find myself seated next to a smoking-hot piece of eye candy on my flight to New York. Turns out he’s got a special talent for locating the free-spirit I thought I’d lost somewhere at the bottom of my laptop bag. He said it was nice to meet me, but I wouldn’t know how nice until we got very familiar with an airplane blanket and each other too. It was a crazy thing to do, just a onetime stunt. So why am I still thinking about him after five years?

The cutie I’m consulting with now at Hunter Railways should be a good distraction, only as my luck would have it, they know each other and it looks like they want to know each other even better. I should just go back to focusing on my career. That’s what I’ll do…except I can’t stop asking myself, what if I could have it all? What if they could too?

Unleashed

Unleashed, Unmatched Book 2 follows Unmatched which first redesigned the dynamics of submission and domination and changed all the rules for the kings of Club Duval.

The sound of a whip licking the floor should cause her to tremble. The whistle hiss of it cutting the air should tell her to run. The pin-prick kiss of leather should make her wince. These would be normal reactions, but Samantha Hunter couldn’t go back to being normal if she tried.

Oleg, her Master, is a king among kings in the BDSM world. He’s broken his promise to join two Mafia dynasties in an arranged marriage. Now a woman is dead and he owes a debt. Oleg will keep the woman he loves safe, even if it means placing her in the care of his oldest friend.

Dr. Henri Gerard is an expert with a knife. It’s his own scars that never seem to fade, and he is not alone. Sharing a scene is nothing new for him or his brother Doms of Club Duval. When one is made whole by the perfection of absolute control, the others feel gratified to witness it. But never, not once, have any of them shared a woman’s heart.

Is there room for two Doms to love one submissive? It won’t be easy... good thing Samantha likes things hard.

A submissive like no other

What would it take to be crowned the queen of submissives? Unmeasured tells the story of how Oleg came to adore Samantha and the power she holds as the most irresistible submissive he's ever met. His Dominant friends are not immune either. I loved getting inside the head of my wild-child Senator's daughter. There was always something people loved about Samantha when she made appearances in Make Me and Swept.

When Oleg showed up to ruin Jack's life in Swept, I wrote a character that you wanted to hate, but just couldn't. Oleg stuck with me, and by the time I was finished writing Swept, I knew I would have to tell his story too.

You can pre-order it before the March 15 release date. Get it here!

That New York Accent

Both Polished and Swept are set within the contrast of Upstate New York and Manhattan. As a native New Yorker, I was particularly committed to presenting an authentic New York accent in the performance of Spencer who was raised in Queens. What many don't realize is that there are at least seven different accents within the tri-state area. Within New York there is a distinct accent for each borough of Queens, Brooklyn, the Bronx, Staten Island and Manhattan as well as Long Island. George Orlando, who voiced both Spencer and Jack in Polished wasn’t available for Swept (touring with his band took him away from voice acting). In Swept, Jack Hawkins did an amazing job delivering Spencer’s roughened NYC perspective while still accessing the sensitivity this character reveals to the two people he trusts. Character Jack Rothman was raised wealthy on the upper east side of Manhattan and his accent is much more neutral. Adam Riley, who voices Jack in all his dominant glory, is actually Canadian. I think you’ll be impressed with his delivery of Jack in both Dom mode and as he faces the challenges of his vulnerability. Rory hails from up-state where the accents are also more neutral. Erin Bateman is back to give Rory a great rendition of her girl next door vibe.

Speaking of accents, Russian mobster, Oleg Balashov’s chilled confidence is delivered with a buttery smooth approach in exactly the manner that I conjured when writing Swept. The actor Jack Walters who voiced Oleg has an Eastern European lineage which influenced his performance. Lastly the spunky and vivacious Samantha, who first appeared in Make Me, makes another appearance in Swept and is voiced by Vivianna Marlowe. You’ll hear more from Vivianna in the upcoming release of Four Real in audio.

Here's Rory Jack and Spencer

Here's Oleg and Jack...

Swept in Audio

And....without further delay! Swept is available on Audible with an incredibly dramatic performance from five great narrators. Erin Bateman is back as Rory, and she is joined by Jack Hawkins as Spencer, Adam Riley as Jack, Vivianna Marlowe as Samantha and Jack Walters as Oleg (Gorgeous Russian accent and all.) I know...you're thinking, that's a lot of Jacks! Well..there might well indeed be plenty more jacks to be found inside the book. 😁

I digress. I wasn't easy on my characters in this book, there are highs that are only more sweet because of the journey they take through the tough stuff. It took a real level of commitment from these performers to pull off the emotion I aimed to bring to this story. I can't say how pleased I am! If you'd like a little taste, whether you've read Swept or not, I think you'll see what I mean.

BUY SWEPT on Audible

BUT First...Get a huge preview of Polished if you haven't already.

These books can both be read alone, but the experience is much more intimate in order.

Mamma Romance

What a romance author can teach her son.

The other day I was hit on in the most awkward way. The worst part wasn’t that the man in question was a federal employee, with the power to make a simple task nearly impossible. It wasn’t that it happened with about twenty other people listening. The fact that I’m happily married and let him know it was not the biggest issue. Yes, all that is cringe worthy enough! The worst part of it was the terrible example the whole thing set for my son.

If a romance author can clear anything up, it’s the right way and the wrong way to leave an impression on a woman. One day soon, I see a sit down in our future. I may not be able to help him with math anymore, but how to speak to the female heart…this I know.

I think I’ll let him shrug off the willies first. (Never a dull moment.)

Polished - behind the scenes

LISTEN TO THE FIRST 6 CHAPTERS

Polished on Audible

I am a fan of storytelling. I am also a fan of the theater. Put these two interests together and it's no wonder why from the moment I finished my first full length novel, I was DYING to hear it acted out in audio. It took a while to get my rights back, but my 2013 bestselling MMF menage romance is now live on Audible in dynamic Duo-Cast Audio.
The term Duo-Cast is something I've coined, because though duet format audiobooks are nothing new (albeit more rare than single narration), I believe in creating an experience that captures each and every character as individuals, no matter that only two actors are cast. Duet narration is an appropriate label whenever there are two narrators. When producing polished with CTR Audio, I wanted to ensure that the listener could easily forget there are only two narrators, because each character lives independently in their performances. One stage actor playing many roles is different than a soliloquy. I didn't want an audiobook that was in fact a book narrated simply for the convenience of expanding the opportunities to read. It was important to me that Rory, Spencer and Jack came to life for my audience. Polished is an audiobook experience you don't just hear...It's one that you feel!

It all started with casting. Of paramount importance was finding the right voices. In George Orlando I found someone that could handle Spencer's rugged yet gentle demeanor, his stoic moments along with his dry humor and of course his Queens accent. I first intended to cast Jack separately for Polished, but George was phenomenal in his talent to embody the dichotomy that is Jack Rothman, switching personas effortlessly. Jack's subtle sullenness coursing beneath his confident mask, his sex appeal wafting around him, his dominance and growth...it all had to be believable. Only an actor of true ability is able to not only switch accents, but also switch personalities and still keep the flow.

I pride myself on writing real people, the kind you would expect to know and like. I hope that my readers become their friends, their champions and their defenders along the way. The voices of these characters need to fit like a glove and allow the listener to feel they are truly meeting someone in the flesh. Speaking of real...Rory Campbell is about as real a woman as it gets. Fiercely loyal, both confident and at times insecure, a perfectionist who judges no one but herself, Rory was impeccably performed my Erin Bateman. I found Erin after a painful amount of auditions and it must have been fate, because she gets Rory to her core. I interviewed Erin about her experience recording Polished and also her life as a Voice Actor. It follows below. Swept is currently in the early stages of production and so is Four Real. I'll post soon about the progress and even post a sample or two soon.

Here's Erin's interview and be sure to comment with your thoughts on the preview!

Alyssa: My writing aims to take characters on a journey of emotional growth, challenges them to face hard truths and empowers them to live without regrets. You embodied Rory Campbell in a way that truly represented her spirit. How would you describe Rory and in what ways did you find a connection with her character?

Erin: We meet Rory who is confident, sweet, and sexy - someone quite likable! We come to see her as one with her own set of doubts. A woman who, like so many of us, tends to overthink. Who wants to please others. I both admired and learned from her way of leaning on others for support. Both Jack and Spence allowed her to realize her issues fully and what she needed to do to overcome them. Not only does she realize the issues but she takes action on the issues. She deals with it. That takes confidence. Confidence is inspiring, sexy, and a turn on! Who doesn't want to be seen as any of those things?

Alyssa: Are you a fan of Romance? Having never read one my books before, what surprised you most about Polished?

Erin: I am a fan of all genres - seriously I'm not just saying that like others say "I like all types of music". It's the relationship and character development that grabbed me. A good book within its genre needs to be bigger than the stereotypes. A Romance can be a more than simply love and bedroom scenes. Why those characters say what they do, react how they react, there’s a story there that goes much deeper.

Alyssa: Both you and George have amazing range as voice artists. The intimacy of the scenes in Polished were incredibly real and completely natural. I was endlessly impressed by how seamlessly you blended together, bringing to life each scene as if you were truly in the moment. How do you get into the “zone” in order to read a scene so authentically?

Erin: There is a reason my studio is on a different floor than where my children play! The intimacy needs to sound real - I'm not in the booth with George (can we say AWKWARD!?) so it's important to be reading the lines how you imagine someone would be conversing with you ... and yes I mean in a steamy bedroom scene and not a kitchen dinner scene!

Alyssa: Voicing romance is a distinct skill. Delivery of each line of dialogue has to be just right to evoke all the unsaid emotions and motivations laced in the words. Without the benefit of visual interpretation, it’s all up to the voice over artist to make those subtle connections for the listener. How long have you been a Voice Artist and how did you develop your amazing acting skills?

Erin: I've been working with my voice for my forever (a little over 20 years ... however if anyone asks I am 29 and holding). I read a lot. I mean A LOT. I read out loud, to my kids, for enjoyment, and for work (but really... I can put this in the enjoyment category just as easily). I listen to books too. It has to sound real. It's not my words on the paper. It might not be written the way I would say it but it has to sound like it came from me, the character I'm portraying. Occasionally I will warm up in character. Read an entire portion of the book (not recording but that could be funny!) as that character. Being that character outside of her lines is a must for character development.

Alyssa: What brings you the most joy in your career as a Voice Over Artist?

Erin: I love all the pieces that make the whole. Reading the words of the author in my head, figuring out just what makes the characters who they are, then telling that story out loud ... the whole process of taking that project from paper to ear is so fun and exciting. In reality I'm simply sitting in a studio reading out loud...but it's the story and my imagination that make me feel I am entirely someplace else.

MFMM - Oh Yeah! FOUR REAL

Her love was greedy. Their love was infinite.

Lead singer of the start-up band Four Real, Tricia Donahue left her hometown with one question. How can you love three men at once? She’s convinced herself that it can’t be done—not without living up to her family’s infamous reputation. Now, years later, lead guitarist Michael Hill is touring with world famous TRE, far removed from the small town band he once called his family. Home will never be the same until he makes things right. Keyboarder, Pete Morello and drummer, Marty Pierce were always close, but when the one girl they ever loved disappeared from their life, their casual threesomes and life’s hard knocks revealed the feelings they share for each other. Reunion time for four best friends with unfinished business means they will finally face the music. Fantasy…meet reality.

Excerpt:

Tricia flicked her finger into the running water for the fourth time, waiting for it to get hot. She shook her head, wondering which was worse, burning extra gas for the old hot water heater or running the stove twice as long trying to boil cold water. Sometimes there didn’t seem to be a good answer, not without costs at both ends.

Hot dogs in the fridge was the one constant thing she could count on when it came to her mother. That wasn’t saying much, she knew. But Tricia had celebrated the unopened pack tucked into the crisper drawer nonetheless.

She’d showered and changed, not wanting to fully admit why. It was easier to tell herself that she just needed to relax. That didn’t explain the extra ten minutes she took wrestling her hair into a perfect messy ponytail and the three different lip gloss shades she tried from her makeup pouch.

When the doorbell rang she nearly jumped out of her skin. Hill was alone, his acoustic guitar slung over his shoulder. Tricia half expected to find Marty and Pete behind him on the porch. Whether she was hoping for a chaperone, or an audience she wasn’t sure.

“Hey,” he said with something expectant in his sapphire eyes.

“Hotdogs are boiling,” Tricia said, knowing that it didn’t answer the question she’d read in his gaze.

“Cool,” he replied with a nod. He stepped through the doorway into the modest living room and smiled. “The place hasn’t changed a bit.”

“Except for the new couch.”

“And the new you, all grown up.” Hill took three slow steps towards her. “I can’t even describe how much I missed you.”

The burn on Tricia’s cheeks couldn’t quite rival the chills down her spine. “I missed you too, Hill.”

He stopped in his tracks and just looked at her for a moment. Tricia suddenly felt pinned in the narrow path of his gaze. He took two steps closer, pressing into her personal space, only inches from touching.

“What are we doing? Why are we dancing around this?” He said, the heat of him through the hoodie permeating her cotton t-shirt. His lips brushed against hers; his hands found their way to the curve of her jaw.

“I don’t know.” Right then with the pads of his fingers pressing just hard enough to show her that he didn’t want to let go for anything, Tricia could not think of one good reason why they shouldn’t kiss. So she took a leap of faith and leaned in, catching his lip with a soft nip of her teeth before he released his hunger for her. He kissed her so deeply that Tricia melted in surrender.

His hands sought every part of her, falling over her shoulders and onto her breasts as he lowered himself to his knees and inhaled her sex though her jeans. It was a purely animalistic gesture, one that hadn’t the tiniest relationship to a cool and practiced seduction. He grabbed hold of her ass cheeks and pressed his nose to her crotch, taking big deep breaths of her scent and letting out blasts of heat through the layers of denim and lace that stood in his way. Tricia moaned, and he did it again.

“Oh, damn T,” he said and raked his fingers into the waistband of her jeans, working her button loose and ripping down the zipper. He took another purchase of air against her panties and exhaled with a flat tongue finding the very top of her clit. Her skinny jeans curled like a shedding skin as he tore them from her legs. Then she was in his arms, her jeans still bunched at her ankles, her black lace thong soaked already, more from her own anticipation.

He carried her into the small kitchen, where a big pot of water gurgled and steamed. Tricia was placed onto the counter, in the corner where two walls of cabinets met. Her bound ankles dangled for only seconds before Hill slung the bunched denim over his head, to rest on the back of his neck. His mouth was on her then, lapping at the already drenched lace. He laid his tongue flat against her clit, leveraging the texture of the fabric against her overly sensitive nub. He sucked on the scrap of fabric and then worked his tongue around the side for a swipe of tender flesh. The contrast of his silky tongue was mind-ravaging. Tricia moaned and Hill didn’t stop for even a moment to look at her. Next, two fingers were inside of her, her cunt taking lavish slurps from them.

“Fuck, you are so wet,” Hill whispered, and stood to crush his mouth against hers again.

Tricia couldn’t remember the last time she had wanted something so badly. Yet something forbidden and selfish quaked at the back of her mind. The setting was familiar and so were the feelings. The entire time they’d been together Tricia had put the brakes on when things got too hot, and it wasn’t to preserve her virtue. The images saturated her mind; the need was far too potent to ignore. As turned on as Hill got her, there was a part of her that called out for his two friends, and in truth they were the other loves of her life. Before all the kissing and their initial forays into oral sex, it had been easy to fit in the middle of Hill, Pete and Marty. Flirtations were tossed back and forth with each of them at a breakneck rate. Casual touches disguised more needful intentions. But when Hill had the green light on her pleasure, she drowned in the guilt of wishing Pete and Marty were close and ready to have their piece of her too. So before Hill could get a condom on, she’d end it, telling him to stop. How could she deserve his pleasure, when she knew it wouldn’t be enough?

No, things hadn’t changed much at all, because her cunt ached for him and yet her heart knew that it wasn’t just for him alone. “Hill…,” she spoke against his lips.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I can’t do this.” She reached between her legs and stilled his hand, pushing him away with the other.

Hill had to duck back under her legs, as they were still locked around him by her jeans. The moment he was free from her she hopped off the counter and scrambled to get them in place. Her wetness mocked her. Her heart ached at the look in his eyes.

“You’re still mad about the song,” he said.

Tricia blinked at him and opened her mouth. Then she closed it. The next time she began to speak she knew a lie would come out, but knowing it didn’t stop her. “Yes. Sorry.” She turned from him as the tears gathered in the corners of her eye. What was wrong with her? Hill wanted her. Marty and Pete belonged to each other. How screwed up was she that the simple answer to be with Hill and Hill alone didn’t seem to make sense? “I think the hotdogs are ready.”

“Yeah, right. OK, I get it.” Hill ran his thumb over his glistening lip and darted his tongue over the tip. He adjusted himself then, shifting his hard shaft to no avail. It still stabbed at his zipper.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“Stop saying that. I understand.”

But he didn’t understand at all. Tricia busied herself with the bread box, searching for the buns she’d expected would be there. “Sorry, we only have white bread.”

Hill raised his eyebrow at her. “Language, young lady.”

That made her smile. He always had a way of accomplishing that. “Then I’m not sorry,” she teased, thankful for the lightened mood.

“I think that might be worse,” he laughed softly.

Hill sat down at the table and pulled a flip pad and pencil from his back pocket. He held it up. “Old school.”

Tricia smiled, and put a steaming hot wiener atop a slice of white toast on the table in front of him.

“This too.”

“True. Guess I kind of like things that way.”

“You don’t miss your big time life in L.A.? Not even a little bit?” She sat down across from him and picked up her hot dog, squirting some ketchup on it before taking a bite.

He shrugged. “I feel like a different person out there. No family, no one who really knows me.”

“I moved to Manhattan for that exact reason,” Tricia said on half a laugh.

“You running away and me running back, and that is the story of us, T. We’re never running towards the same thing.”

Tricia flashed her eyes at him before grabbing the relish. “Always running in the wrong direction.” She took another bite of her hot dog and chewed. “Right past my own reflection.”

Hill didn’t say anything. He just picked up the pencil.

Tricia weighed the next thought that came to mind and tried to decide if it should come out. In the end, there wasn’t a choice. He heart needed to speak. Hill was her only translator. “Don’t think you can hear me with this bad connection.” Tricia didn’t look up from her plate.

“T, I can always hear you.”

“Just write, Hill.”

“Yes ma’am. Bad connection.” He wrote the words. “That’s the refrain.”

“You think?”

“Yeah. We got a bad connection.” He looked up at her with a measure of sadness in his eyes that cut her in two. “It fits.”

She tucked her lips inward in the absent way that always drew a snide remark from her fourth grade teacher. Chewing on the answer won’t make it taste any better.

“Carla says that I should go with you to L.A. to straighten everything out. She made me promise I would leave as soon as possible.”

Hill nodded. “She called me while I was on the way over here to check if you’d agreed to go.”

“You two are conspiring again.”

“Whatever it takes.” He took another bite. “What’s the next line?”

Tricia got up to look for something for them to drink in the fridge. “Coke? Sorry there’s nothing harder.”

“Coke is fine.” Hill said, picking up the pencil. “Nothing harder…” He tapped the eraser on the table to a beat of his own making. “Nothing harder than touching perfection.

Get those ear buds out...

A Sensual Audio story where you are the main character.

Have you had some fun with AMSRotica? The way our bodies react to sound is a phenomenon. I don't need to be a scientist to know there's something chemical happening. We must be hardwired in some way to respond at the ready when we hear just the right whisper, or growl or moan. An art in its own right, Erotic Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response techniques are simply candy for your ears. I couldn't wait to be a part of the movement. Thanks to Gael of Galeforce Audio for allowing me to write him a little something kinky and sweet.

Here is Birthday Girl.

Take a break, grab your ear buds and let Gael give you your surprise. NSFW

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Pussy Footing Around

I've been reluctant to weigh in on the scandal, but there's been a lot of talk about pussies lately. The word has been thrust to the forefront of our national consciousness. There was a time when authors like myself were the only ones to give pussies their place in print. But now....! It's pussy all the time and everyone wants to weigh in.

Here's what I'm saying.

Since my blog is so far away from political, I think there is one unifying message we can all agree upon. Pussies deserve respect. I'm not the first and won't be the last to acknowledge that without laying blame, pussies have brought kings to their knees and inspired lesser men to achieve greatness. Have we evolved beyond that fact? I'm afraid, not yet.

There may be no greater disrespect of the pussy than depriving it of want it needs. If you like having it grabbed, then by all means, find someone you trust who will do it for you. But let's never forget who deserves to make that call. (Here's a hint...you need to have one.)

New Book in Edits!

I know I've been away a while...

But I've got something new coming soon. Tentative blurb...don't hold me to it.

Lead singer of the band For Real, Tricia Donahue left her hometown with one question. How can you love three men at once? She’s convinced herself that it can’t be done—not without living up to her family’s infamous reputation. Now years later lead guitarist Michael Hill is touring with world famous TRE, far removed from the small town band he once called his family. Pete Morello and Marty Pierce were always close, but when the one girl they ever loved disappeared from their world, their casual threesomes and life’s hard knocks revealed the feelings they share for each other. Tricia can have it all…she only has to ask.

My guy's guy, Spencer Hartley

I'm at Joyfully Jay's chatting about one of my favorite guys. Go check out my guest post.

Yes, there will be trouble

Warning- My heroes and my heroines are bound to fuck up somewhere along the way. I like it that way. In one of my favorite TV shows, Nurse Jackie, Edie Falco plays a drug addicted nurse. She’s a great nurse with a good heart, but she lies and she cheats, all with a straight face. Somehow, the writers keep you on her side. It’s brilliant!

In my stories and novels I write characters that have failings and will need to find a way to overcome their shortcomings. It might be pride, or fear, self-doubt or selfishness. No, things will not be all peachy-keen in my novels. My Doms are not infallible stallions who are beyond question. My female leads don’t always cooperate. I want my characters to be real; with inner conflicts and susceptible to mistakes. For me the resolution of the conflict is so rewarding when you have walked on the coals with the characters, hand in hand.

So this leads me to a question. Do you want your hero to be perfect? Can you still like him if he’s not? In life and in romance novels I truly feel that the power of love lays in the ability to love someone even when they falter and the ability to be their support as they get back on track. The challenge is to make the reader feel that way too.

SWEPT video snippets

New Menage - SWEPT

SWEPT is live!!

I'm back with another menage story about Spencer, Rory and Jack from Polished. You can read it as a standalone too!

For a very limited time, I am offering SWEPT at an Amazon.com exclusive new release discount. So run, run and get it now! It's also free to read on Kindle Unlimited.

Read the first three chapters.

Even a Master needs a savior...or two.

Successful engineering executive, Jack Rothman thought he was finally free to be the Dom he was meant to become. His submissives, Rory Campbell and Spencer Hartley are soon to be married, and his place as their Dominant is unshakeable. Then Jack loses the one thing a Dom requires…control over his life.

Rory can’t wait to get married, but she can’t marry both of her men—not in the eyes of the law or her overbearing, critical parents. She must find the courage to tell her parents the truth about her poly relationship, despite the sudden absence of her Dominant’s strength. If she wants the happily-ever-after wedding she’s always dreamed of, she’ll have to learn to fight for it on her own.

Spencer knows that lies are a poison that destroys from within. Now that he’s come to terms with his bisexuality he’s ready to settle down with the woman he loves and the man he can’t live without. Only the future that seemed so bright is in danger of being swept out of his hands. He’s watching his fiancée fall apart, his Dom fade away and there’s nothing he can do about it…or is there?

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