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When she likes it like that…

Sold To Her Enemy: A Night To Remember Auction is the latest Mercy Denton book and when I knew this was going to be an enemies to lovers romance, I wanted readers to buy in.

I didn’t want the characters to immediately like each other after one encounter.

I wanted the angst to be high.

The dislike to be strong. The hate vibes on both side to crackle – because that’s the kind of enemies to lovers I like to read.

And when I was thinking of adding the kink element, the power exchange to this book, I wanted something that was inherently unbalanced to drive what the FMC could be raging against but also…something she liked…done by someone she hates.

She likes it. Hate the fact that he’s the one doing it.

Even by him…she can’t help how her body responds.

During the interview Mckenna had prior to the night of the auction, she checked “yes” to humiliation, degradation and objectification.

She likes those kinks.

And maybe, the fact that a woman, who is in her late 20’s knows what satisfies her sexually does irk some readers?

Or maybe it’s because she chose things that are on the hard limit list of many?

Even if it rubs the line of dub-con she consented to those acts.

The fact that its Adrian, the man who destroyed the life she had, that is engaging in these acts, still doesn’t mean she needs to be saved.

Doesn’t mean he’s a bully.

Doesn’t mean she can’t handle it.

I know that this book isn’t everyone’s cup of tea – and that’s okay! – but for those who love these kinks and this trope? I hope you’ve enjoyed Mckenna and Adrian’s story.

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OMG! ARC Readers

(I’m Returning to a Monday, Wednesday, and Friday blogging schedule and still updating the site for mobile. Thanks for being patient!)

 

Sign–up for an ARC, with the amount of discourse that is going around! Yikes.

What do readers owe us? Nothing. Nada.

We get to write the books; we don’t get to dictate how readers respond to those books.

Would I love all 5-star reviews? Sure. But what I want more than that is to connect to readers. I love it when a reader slides into my DM’s telling me that they wish Xander was their Dom. Okay, that makes me have a moment of panic and say, “No! Nooo.” And sometimes, when a reader tells me that one of the Bandit Brothers Books, is their first intro to BDSM, it makes me question my life choices… but…

I appreciate it all the same.

I get to write the books. I don’t get to tell readers what to do with them or how to write reviews, or if they can tag me or not tag me. Do I want to be tagged in one-star reviews? No…not really. Some of them make me laugh….because you have to laugh.

But I don’t wanna tell readers how they should be reading – even ARC readers, with three asterisks***

If you’re a past ARC reader of mine, thank you! You are amazing. My books are better because of ARC readers catching things like my vegetarian character eating bacon, wonky formatting, and three different spellings of Chantal.

I don’t have any expectation other than you’ll read the book and post a review.

I’ve started asking ARC Readers if they want a release day graphic to share because readers have asked me but I clearly say that it is not a requirement.

Here’s my *** for my ARC Readers:

* Don’t be a pirate. I know you would never pirate it, but it happens and I feel like it’s a CYA I have to have on the form

* If you are going to give it less than 2 stars, please reach out before you post your review. I ask this for two reasons: a) It gives me a chance to fix something that needs to be fixed before publication, if it’s something technical b) It gives me a heads-up that this book isn’t landing the way I wanted it to. That’s me asking you to reach out, not me telling you not to post the review. Why do I ask this?
Ah, because of a huge formatting error Flame For Two had this past year when I added an updated file, fixing minor things (backmatter) and I put it into a service, hoping to boost the book. It’s my bestselling book in the series. But I suddenly got all these reviews back talking about grammar. I had beta readers re-read it, I begged peers to re-read it, I broke my rule and questioned friends who I know had read the book and they all said, it’s fine. We were all looking for grammar errors in the original file, not checking the updated, new file I had sent into this review service (sighs – this plan totally backfired, I lost sales). In an effort to prevent this error – which is a known sideloading error through BookFunnel from happening, I now put in that clause on my ARC Form, with the words, “I promise not to freak on your head.” And it worked! That error was caught in Flame For Foe and fixed before publication.

I know that ARC’s are supposed to be the version, the cleanest, error free version and I strive for that but I’m doing this without a cook or a nanny and the tiniest of budgets.

*Have read at least one of my books & posted a book review before joining my ARC Team, anywhere. That’s a new * I added this year for the Bandit Brothers Series. I want you on my team and this is me, trying to cut down on readers who sign up on a whim – I want you here, if you want to be here.

I appreciate my ARC Readers so very much! They’ve kept me writing this year when I have felt burnt out. They slide into my DM’s and check in on me and tell me they’re waiting for the next book and that makes me feel so writerly I wanna squish you.

Thanks for reading!

A trance of words

I feel like February has been one long head cold, not as fun as a  Dionysian trance but with the same amount of sticking power. I’ve been busy with Mercy’s next release…and I love this book so much. It’s giving me all kinds of feels. I wanted to write something that was sweet but spicy, with a tender loving Dom and plenty of fun, where the characters were old enough to have been around a time or two. 

I love writing suspense plots but I am glad I took the break from the Bandit Brothers Series because as I’m spending time with Ares and Josie, I feel refreshed to come back to it. We have snow here, the myth of a warmer winter gone.

The next book I write, needs to be somewhere warm and sunny but that new project is going to have to wait. Josie and Ares are in the snowy mountains and I can’t wait to see hwat happens at Ares’s chalet.

The fake-dating bodyguard romance between the daughter of a Hollywood actress and the son of a tech billionaire

I love it when a reader emails me to say they devoured one of my books! It’s like air. Or an extra shot of caffeine that keeps me going.

In honour of that, I’d like to share an excerpt from Flame True.

It’s a slow-slow, really slow-burn romance between Mulberry (yep, the girl they rescued from book one) and Nick Laurent (the son of the tech billionaire).

He’s snobbish and has a rep. for being a playboy.

She’s sassy and has all kinds of secrets.

When Xander comes up with the plan for Nick and Mulberry to fake-date, neither of them is happy about it.

Also? One of my scenes from Club Bandit in the viewing room is in this book. You can buy it here.

 

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Fingering her, working his fingers back and forth in her wetness, he knew this woman had a hold on him.

And he didn’t mind it at all.

She tilted her hips, trying to get his fingers on her clit, but he ignored her encouragement. Instead, he pulled his fingers out of her pussy, bringing them to her mouth.

Her eyes blazed into his. She fitted her lips around his finger and sucked, hollowing her cheeks.

Holy fuck.

“That was hot,” Nick gritted out.

“I said now.”

It was almost a pout; if it had come from any other girl, Nick would have made them wait.

But the need he had for her was a volcano ready to erupt.

“I want you to come apart for me, Mulberry. I want you to orgasm so hard you see stars.”

She licked her lips and spread her legs wide.

Nick settled between her, spreading her thighs as wide as he could to fully access her pussy.

She gasped as his tongue hit her clit, the taste of her blooming through his senses sparking in him a hunger.

He had to have her right now.

His tongue lapped in a slow circle around her clit.

He sucked and swirled, urged on by her pleading from above him.

So damn good.

Why he deprived himself of this woman for a second, he didn’t know.

Those reasons seemed far off and meaningless.

He ate at her pussy, as if he was starving, drowning in her scent. Loving how her body trembled, the way her pussy juices coated his tongue.

He drowned in her for a long while until her thighs trembled.

“Nick, I can’t…wait!” Mulberry’s belly tightened.

“Then don’t. Come for me.”

He flicked his tongue mercilessly over and over her hard clit. Her pussy contracted under his tongue, and he gripped her legs, intent on coaxing more drops of pleasure from her.

Her sounds urged him on, diving into her sweet heat again, wanting that clit to become hard and see her lose control.

“Nick…I can’t! Okay, stop.”

She pushed him away. “Too much. So good, but too much.”

With one more swipe of his tongue, he rested his palms on the top of her knees, smiling as she lay on her side, her head turned away from him.

“Mulberry, look at me,” he commanded.

Her grey-blue eyes flew open, and his thumb pressed hard on her clit. “You are gorgeous, ma belle. I love seeing your body melt into pleasure. If it’s too much, we’ll stop. But I want to see how you come. Show me.”

She swallowed, the desire heavy in her eyes. She gave a slight nod, and without breaking eye contact, her hips rose off the bed as his thumb worked mercilessly on her clit.

He nudged her legs open even further. “Your pussy is so pretty, swollen and pink like that. It matches your lips.”

She bit down hard on her bottom lip, her head thrown back.

He’d never seen anything more gorgeous in his entire life.

“Nick!” She grabbed at him, trembling under his touch as the orgasm crashed through her.

“Yes, Mulberry. That’s a good girl.”

She cried out, a soft, breathy sound, as pleasure rolled through her, her limbs sprawled out, her hands pulling him down beside her.

She nuzzled against his arm.

He stroked her silky hair, loving how she felt against him, all warm and pliable.

“I liked that.”

“Yes, you did.” Nick threw a blanket over her, noticing how she shivered.

“Don’t say we shouldn’t have done that.”

“Okay,” he kissed her forehead.

But he should.

He should find his way to a cold shower and never touch her again.

 

Raleigh Damson, Flame True 

 

 

 

 

 

Pausing Before The Chill. Do You Want A New Release?

The temperature swings are hell on my body. It’s crisp and chilly and making me want that fireplace – it feels slightly too early to crave that but here we are. ARC’s for Flame For Foe went out and I am so exicited about this book!

If you’d like to win a copy of Flame For Foe, check this out! I am so grateful to El for hosting this giveaway!

🔥🎁 EBOOK GIVEAWAY! 🎁🔥
Enter now for your chance to with a copy of Raleigh Damson‘s upcoming release Flame For Foe. It’s delicious.
🗓️ Release date: September 27
🗣️ Shares appreciated!
🎉 Blurb, preorder, and save to TBR links below.
~ BLURB ~
Flame For Foe
She’s the little sister who has never been taken seriously.
He’s the guy her brother blames for the untimely loss of their friend.
Erik Knight never talks about his past…or talks that much at all. He’s definitely the strong and silent type.
But his actions have always said a lot-this isn’t the first time he’s helped her out of a jam.
Kayleigh Walsh needs a job and if she can score an interview with the owner of a shady club, she’ll get it…just one problem…she needs a Dom.
As Erik trains her to be a submissive, the affection between them grows into a sizzling attraction.
Can they overcome secrets and one scowling brother to get their happily ever after together?
CW/TW: Surprise pregnancy, kn1fe play/public play/power dynamics, mention of foster care experiences by the MMC, bipolar parent, mention of s*x trafficking and ki*napping
Note: This giveaway is in no relation to Meta or Amazon. This giveaway and it’s prizes (4 prizes max) are the responsibility of Raleigh Damson and hosted by El Burnes PA.
Users must be able to receive books via bookfunnel and by entering you agree not to share, pirate, or misuse your copy of Flame for Foe.

#WIP Wednesday: Can this (ex) best-friend’s little sister be a submissive?

Wednesday of a holiday week, feels long. Like we are at the start of the week and not the middle but here we are.

For this week’s #WIP Wednesday, I am sharing a snippet between Erik and Kayleigh from Flame For Foe .

Erik has asked Kayleigh to undress him, and it’s the first time she’s ever done something like that and she’s all nervous and flustered and trying to cover it up by being a smart ass and the banter between these two, sometimes drives me to distraction.

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“I’m waiting.”
Her cool fingers brushed the plane of his stomach as her fingers fumbled for the hem of his t-shirt. Erik stopped himself from helping her. He had to grind his teeth, so he could stay still, and not pin her to the wall and throw that green shirt off of her with the ridiculous long sleeves.
“Upsie”, She said, lifting the shirt over his head.
“Saying upsie kind of ruins the seriousness of the moment; it’s not romantic.”
“You told me it didn’t have to be sexual, right? So why does it have to be romantic?” She blinked those impossibly long eyelashes at him behind her glasses, all pretend innocence reminding him of her younger self.

You can pre-order Flame For Foe here 

To make mistakes is to keep going

As an indie author, I strive to put out the best product I possibly can.

I use beta readers.

I have an alpha reader.

I have ARC readers and supporters who I bounce things off of if I am unsure.

I pay for different kinds of editing at different stages and strive to have that book as polished and finished as I possibly can by the time readers have spent their hard earned cash on that book. I want their experience to be enjoyable and as flawless as possible.

But when I make a mistake, I own it and do my best to correct it, like with the wonky formatting in Flame True, see this post

And in that post, I had a typo on “street team.”

But wanting to be perfect, and worrying about the technicalities I constantly struggle with is what kept me from writing for a good amount of time. So it was a learning process of learning to be open enough to hear the criticisms and knowing when I have absolutely done my best and not to touch it anymore.

So when I sent out a new newsletter the other day, welcoming new subscribers to my list, with “spciy” in the subject line instead of “spicy,” I cringed. But there isn’t anything I can do about it because I didn’t want to re-send another newsletter over a typo in a subject line – if it was in the context or subject of the actual message, I would have.

Making mistakes and carrying on is a whole skill set that is awfully useful in being an indie author (and in the quest to be a good human, too, in my opinion).

And sometimes, it’s knowing when to give yourself permission to write something really awful.

I’m working on a chapter of Flame For Foe today and it’s clunky, the words aren’t flowing because somewhere in my head, I am in knots about it being “right” or “good enough” and those thoughts don’t have a place here, for something nobody other than me, is going to see – I know it won’t be like this when betas get it. And giving myself that permission – that grace, to have an awful chunk of writing but to do it anyways, is how I am doing this indie-author thing.

If you want to read a BDSM book about an FMC who is a demisexual, Flame For Foe is up for pre-order here.

And check out these free erotica reads in this month’s Erotica Give-a-way in this Bookfunnel promotion!

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