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Serve Me — Alain & Ysabella (Mature)

Alain sprawls on the long, plush sofa. A tall glass of wine in hand, legs propped up on the table, satin robe hanging from his shoulders.

He twirls the wine in a perfect circle as he listens to the fire crackling in the hearth. Slow and sluggish, just like his mind. His lip...

The Pirate King

Two versions of The Pirate King!

The first is by the amazing Hearthship Studios. I love all the details! From his axes to his various jewelry, I think the artist really captured the essence of the character.

The second is a sketch by 2022-11-21 16:54:12 +0000 UTC View Post

Writing an obscure scene be like

Feeling AMAZING about what you just wrote

Realizing it's a scene locked under conditions that only about 5% of people will ever see

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Worry Trambles Denial — Lance & Rafael

And you show me that life

Isn't all about extending your time

No, it's the perfect time

For a bottle of wine

His fingers dance across the cords in a pattern long memorized. Lance doesn't need to think about time and beat...

Sneak Peek

I love a sarcastic Romanus. 😄

Your hand twitches in hers. "Alessa, I would be very grateful if you could explain yourself, my dearest. Because from where I stand, I'm looking like a court jester but without the fancy outfit."

- - -

"In all honesty," ...

Progress Report

Almost 3k words!!

Almost, but not quite, and as much as I want to keep going, I have to recognize that this is the perfect place to take a rest — especially since my brain is beg...

Character Q&A — December!

Hello!

Since we're nearing the end of yet another trip around our lovely Sun, I think it's time to host a second character Q&A! The other one was so fun, I feel like delving into the character's heads once again. 

It can be directed at any character that appears in Book 1 o...

Rise — Alessa

You don't know exactly what is wrong. You just know that it hurts.

It hurts. It hurts as you've barely felt before. Pain lacerates you; it crashes against you; it swallows you whole like a tide that just keeps rising and rising until it sweeps over your mouth, and you have no more air to br...

Progress Report

4k Words!

Just barely, but look, the count does not lie. What a wonderful end of the week this is! Especially since I couldn't write a single word yesterday (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ ). My Thursday...

Pulled From the Depths — The Pirate King & Neia

He has memorized the pattern of your breathing.

Your chest moves up and down, just barely, while soft air drifts in and out of your parted lips. The Pirate watches as moonlight comes to kiss the ends of your eyelashes and paints white stripes down the side of your body, lay...

So, November's a challenge?

I've heard about NaNoWriMo again and again in my short-lived online writing career but, honestly, I never quite understood what it consisted of. The goal is to write 50k words, but there's also a website? Do they hold a competition? Are we supposed to share the work? Is it regulated? 

...

Lingering Glance

You take a step closer, studying all the knives spread around Alessa. They're arranged in a semi-circle with the tips pointed at her while the hilts face outwards. It reminds you of a steel crown, its spikes so sharp, they cut the heavy head who dares to wear it. 

Whoosh.

Progress Report

Two days later!

But, there was a part I really wanted to finish before writing this progress report, so instead of Friday, we meet on a lovely Sunday. The good news is that I just reached that part, and I still have a few hours planned to dedicate to writing before the end of the day. So, t...

Found Adrift — The Pirate King (Mature)

Nine fingertips roam the skin of your stomach.

You close your eyes as warm fumes kiss your eyelashes and warmer lips kiss the side of your neck. Each touch sends a wave of slow sparks down your spine, like molten rock rolling down a grass hill, which makes your limbs tense and your fingers ...

Not a romance writer but...

Today Neia has me like: 😍

Saturday's my rest day, but I was itching to write something, so I finished her part of next month's scenarios, and... she's so dreamy. I think I'm finally getting a hang of her character!!!! I can't wait to feature her properly in Book Two. 

Her scen...

Progress Report

When it rains, it pours.

It seems almost unbelievable, but fate has decided not to give me any rest. Or, worst yet, not to give those I care about any rest. This is very hard for me to say, but my father had a seizure on Wednesday night.

I woke up to the worst call of...

Nightmare — Alain & Ysabella

Alain gazes at the ceiling above.

It is nicely painted, with gold streaks on the corners and charming little reliefs along the edge. He gazes at it, lips plucked, eyes half-lidded, and limbs stretched lazily on the plush mattress. His whole body tingles with a heaviness tha...

Sneak Peek

You give her a cheeky grin. "Cheap? Now, you've done it. You've cut deep, my fair Alessa. You did," you say, a dramatic hand on your chest, a desperate air to your eyes. "I don't know if I can ever recover. Cheap? Truly?"

Alessa's fingers on your chin clench, and you grimace when she pulls ...

Progress Report

1k words!

Such a modest count for the day, but I'm so terribly happy because I finished the scene!!!!!! 😭😭😭 It had so many variations, I had a whole notebook page of choic...

Of Carrots and Turnips — Hadrian

Sweat covers your brow in a feverish glow. You're hot, your skin crawls, but as much as you dig your nails in, you can't get deep enough to satisfy the itch. Your limbs are heavy but restless, and you can't think straight, but sleep evades you too. From the depths of your closed eyes, colors twir...

A small nod

Character: reveals something harsh they've dealt with in the past.

Romanus:

I didn't write the line word for word, but the nod to Avatar is there. 😄 The opportunity was just too tempting t...

Neia, the Dawnseeker

Here's Neia by the incredibly talented Lydiaalin (Tumblr | Twitter). Jus...

Progress Report

3k words!

It's not the most impressive wordcount, but it's a small victory I'll willingly take nonetheless. Today I had a really good writing session, especially since this las...

Different sides of the same prism

Me after writing all the Relationship Variations:

Tiring, but it feels so good when I have them all filled up! I really want to take the time to make the Rose as interac...

Haunted — Hadrian & Alessa

Moonlight filters through the window, the pale beams of light falling across the ceiling. Hadrian stares at them.

His head pulses, his back aches, and he has long lost any feeling in his right arm. His body begs him to change position, but he can't. You're sleeping nestled ...

Progress Report

A week has gone by.

And what a week it has been. Once again, we find ourselves meeting on a Saturday instead of a Friday — I think, at this point, I might as well change the Progress Report posts to Saturday. 

But while last week's reason for the delay was a positive one, this ...

Regarding the Art Vote...

Hello! 

So, the Pirate King won the poll for my next commissioned art, however, an AMAZING artist recently opened commission slots, and, to my amazement, I was fortunate enough to be able to secure one of them!

I've been dying to see Neia in her style — I think Neia wa...

Throw it in the bin!

4k more words!

And I finished a pretty intense variation! AHHH I'm so happy! It feels so good to cross tasks off a to-do list, I may be addicted to creating lists just so I can eve...

Sleep Talking — Hadrian (Mature)

It started slow.

Almost unintentionally so. Sunlight filters through the window of your bed chambers, resting like a warm blanket on top of your skin. The afternoon is painted in orange, the kind that softens your muscles and makes your eyelids grow heavy. You tilt your chin towards the cei...

Billing Change

Hello, everyone!

So, Patron pushed a very welcomed update, and I wanted to share the good news. Starting now, Patrons will be charged on the day they join my membership, and then monthly on that same date. This means that, for example, if a patron joins on the 10th, they’...