Hot, dirty, Omegaverse romance? With 7 Alphas? Yes, please!
Title: Alpha’s Clarity
Series: Clarity #1
Author: Cassandra Faye
Genre: Dark Reverse Harem Omegaverse Romance
Release Date: March 14, 2022
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Black Light: Roulette Rematch is LIVE!
Title: Black Light: Roulette Rematch
Series: Black Light Book One, Season Five
Authors: Jennifer Bene, Livia Grant, Renee Rose,
Measha Stone, Maggie Ryan, Ann Mayburn,
Shane Starrett, Sinistre Ange & Raisa Greywood
Publisher: Black Collar Press
Genre: BDSM Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 8, 2021
Three hours. Four hard limits. Nine naughty couples.
Black Light’s thrilling game of Valentine Roulette returns for the fifth year with nine very dirty — and very hot — NEW stories from your favorite BDSM authors.
It’s Valentine’s Night and time for a rematch, but the egos of two dominating Dungeon Masters aren’t the only things on the line. These couples are going to gamble their hearts with one spin of the wheel, and there’s only one guarantee in this year’s Roulette…
The East Coast may have won the battle last year, but Black Light West plans to win the war in this explosive, sexy collection!
Featuring stories from: Livia Grant, Jennifer Bene, Renee Rose, Measha Stone, Ann Mayburn, Maggie Ryan, Shane Starrett, Sinistre Ange, and Raisa Greywood!
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Noxious, Book 1
The Jackal
They say that the apple never really falls far from the tree—no matter how withered the branch or how rotten the core. Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure that my dad is a great guy, but he never counted on me showing up. None of them did, and that’s exactly what’s going to make this so fun.
We won’t talk about my mother because chances are, he doesn’t even remember who she is. To most people that’s important, but not if you’re a Meyer. I just want to make amends with him before I move on—not that I’ve done him wrong, it’s more the other way around. He was too busy getting his rocks off to be a father and that’s understandable. I don’t fault him for it. Hell, I would have done the same thing.
Guess we’ll see if he lives up to the legends I’ve heard about him because if I’m going this far, I expect fireworks.
The Tagalong
This better be worth my time. I didn’t want to drive hundreds of miles just to stare at someone that’s supposed to be some kind of god. But my partner-in-crime promises that whatever happens will be something neither of us will ever forget, and I never could say no to a good adventure.
I’ve heard weird rumors that his father lives with another man—someone he “won” from some girl they both used to hang out with, and honestly, that’s the only reason I came. Besides knowing that the jackal would lose what little grip he has left on reality if his father doesn’t meet his expectations, I’m curious about how someone could be so easily manipulated. Lucky for me, I’m not one of those people.
The Stowaway
If either of them find me, they’re going to be pissed off. I just hate that they’re always going places without me when I want to go too. He told me that he was my friend but he slights me at every turn. She said she has nothing against me but she acts like I don’t exist when he’s around. What’s so special about him, anyway? It can’t be his personality because that sucks something fierce. He’s the most arrogant person I’ve ever met in my life, but if I looked like him, I guess I would be as well.
He seemed really excited when they hopped in her car to drive to… I don’t even know where we’re headed. I’m just lucky enough that they haven’t found me yet and maybe when they do, they won’t mind. After all, where am I supposed to go when I’m in a place I won’t even know?
Mephitic, Book 2
The Wannabe
The best and worst idea I’ve ever had blew up in my face big time. Willa and Dexter are gone; traded away for the worst man I’ve ever met in my life and the most obsessive little fiend that would sooner die than not have his full attention.
I’m on the road again, but it’s nowhere I want to be. I don’t even know where the destination is exactly. All I do know is that I’d rather be anywhere than here or there. My friends… I’m sorry.
The Replacement
I thought my luck had run out on the curb of a rest area somewhere in Pennsylvania. I’ve never been so wrong. Someone found me, tucked me under his arm, and promised me a great time—and for the most part, I suffered one disappointment after the other. Until him. He sees me, knows me in ways that I don’t even know myself, and when he smiles at me… I’ll never let him go.
The Fury
If it’s not the emo kids at the stupid church, it’s something else. I spent most of my time happy at home with nothing but my… friend… to pass the time. That was all I ever thought I needed to be honest, and I know damn well, it’s all he’s needed. I mean anyone that comes into my crosshairs usually knows they’re in for a time as magnificent as the sight they’re beholding, and I like to do my best to show them that.
Of course, that’s not to say that I don’t like to have my own fun. In my special ways, that is. But now I’ve got the chance to show up at the doorstep of someone that’s haunted me for longer than I care to admit. What’s one more road trip to the pits of hell to see this through to the end. Am I right?
Viperous, Book 3
The Convert
Life has never been this good. True, I miss my friends and everything I used to have but now there’s hope in a place where it never lived before. Inside of me—her. Us.
She’s built something great and all are welcome. The only problem with that is that he thinks he’s welcomed too. She doesn’t remember him, or at least that’s how she likes to live her new life. I can see it in his eyes. The disgust, the disdain… the jealousy.
I’ll do everything I can to protect her from all of the evil in the world. Including my own father.
The Zealot
Past lives are in the past for a reason. I’ve been blessed with so much more than I used to be, and I can only hope that I can do the same for everyone that comes to my home in the desert. A place where only love and light shine—where the terrible things I used to do and be were left to rot in the proverbial rearview mirror.
He doesn’t like that I don’t remember him or his friend. He seems to think that I’m lying to him. I do recall some of the trauma but not all of it and I never want to again. Maybe he’ll learn to forgive and forget. Maybe he won’t. Either way, I’ll lead him to the light and show him that he can be so much more than what he is, and in the end, he’ll thank me for it.
The Deviant
Blondes and junkies have always been my no-go’s. Everyone has something that makes their skin crawl, and those are mine. Granted, things could be worse when it comes down to it, but I’ve seen more than enough. After I came home, I saw the disappointment in his eyes—and felt it like a kick to the face when he accused me of being the one thing I never have been.
Back out to the holy land I go to get some answers. I don’t understand how someone can be so happy living a lie and forget the past as quickly as she did. I promised him that I’d bring her back and I will. All’s well that ends well, right? Guess it depends on who’s ending you’re looking at.
Black Light: Unbound is live!
Title: Black Light: Unbound
Series: Black Light
Authors: Lesley Clark, Jennifer Bene
Genre: MM BDSM Romance
Release Date: September 12, 2020
BLURB
“A brilliant, standalone, MM romance in the Black Light series!”
Who can deny a determined Italian Dom?
One night changed the course of Jamie’s life forever.
Ripped the wild joy out of him and replaced it with trauma.
But he survived the darkness, and now one thing is clear…
He’ll never be vulnerable again.
Except Dominic has other plans.
He wanted Jamie at first sight. Imagined him on his knees,
tied up in ropes, a sweet male submissive at his feet.
And Dominic always gets what he wants.
Jamie doesn’t want his discipline, or his creative punishments,
but it’s a dangerous tug of war that Dom plans on winning.
He’ll make Jamie see that by tying themselves together,
he will truly become unbound.
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PRAISE FOR BLACK LIGHT: UNBOUND
“” – Rhonda, Amazon
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TEASER EXCERPT
Dominance was an addiction he never thought he’d be able to feed again, and definitely not with the gorgeous Italian man that unknowingly teased him with every move he made as he worked out — but here it was. Offered up to him on a fucking platter, and when Dominic’s fingers dug into the back of Jamie’s neck, adding that subtle edge of control that he’d always craved, he knew he was going to do the stupid thing. The incredibly irresponsible, selfish, stupid thing.
He was going to say yes.
When Dom pulled his face back, he slid one hand back into Jamie’s hair, holding him tight like he wanted to make sure he didn’t run. “Understand, I will not make this easy on you. In fact, you might feel tortured by some of the things we do together, but I will never truly harm you. I will hurt you, and I will piss you off, but I won’t harm you. I’m not a casual dominant, Jamie. I don’t do things by half-measures. I will take everything from you. You will have no freedoms save the ones I give to you, and make no mistake, you will earn every single one of them. Nothing will be given freely, but I will protect you with my own life. No one will ever hurt you again. Only I will get the pleasure of doing that, and you’ll love every minute of what I can give you.”
Other Authors Aren’t Your Competition
So, I haven’t blogged in a while, but I feel like it’s something I’m finally mentally healthy enough to take on again, and I’m absolutely going to make an effort to start doing it more consistently with the old favorites like Music Monday and Thankful Thursday, etc. But, before I dive into the core topic of today’s ramble (with gifs!) I do have to say that without the support of so many amazing authors, readers, and local friends I know I wouldn’t have made it through the last year without losing my mind completely. So, thank you guys so much for lifting me up when I needed it most.
And, really, that’s the main thing I want to talk about today in my completely rambling way. When I worked at my day job there was a coworker I had that wasn’t exactly a friend, but we were amicable, and although we didn’t always see eye to eye, he did have this phrase hung up at his desk where he could see it, and all of us could also see it when we walked by. It always stuck in my mind because I feel it’s so true and so important. Since I don’t have his handy piece of paper, I slapped it on a pretty picture for you guys.
It’s pretty freaking simple.
Seriously… this concept shouldn’t be foreign to any of us in life, but it especially resonates within the author community. I’ve been publishing for over five years now and while I have met some incredible people who go above and beyond to help their peers, I’ve also seen people who treat this like some kind of competition — which, newsflash, it isn’t. There is not an author on the planet that can write books fast enough to keep up with these voracious readers who devour romance books at an impossible pace, and what does that mean for all of us?
We only succeed when we lift each other up.
When we share each other’s books with our readers while we’re updating them for the tenth time about our progress on our next book, we’re giving them the chance to fall in love with another author and fulfill their reading needs because we can’t at that moment. In return, that author will often share your new release, and the cycle continues, around and around, with lots of different authors across the landscape of authorlandia.
Mufasa laid it out when I was still a kid, and he’s right. We’re all connected in this great circle of “romance book” life. That’s the truth of it. So, when I see people insulting other authors, or tearing them down, or dragging their name through the mud all across social media over a disagreement or a personal issue… I honestly don’t get it. We’re not going to all be besties, and that’s just because people are people and we don’t have to like everyone — but making a public spectacle of a private matter? Tearing down another author’s opportunity for success because you don’t like what they write, or don’t like their cover, or don’t like something they said or did? That just doesn’t get us anywhere. All it does is hurt the reputations of everyone that gets involved or shows up on the periphery. When that happens, we all fall a little.
We all sink, together, in the eyes of our readers and the community.
And who wants that? Who wants to be seen as the “problem child” in the author community, or the “drama queen,” or the “gossipy one?” None of those are good labels to put next to your brand, and no matter what you think of authorlandia as a whole — your name is your brand. Every action we take in a public space reflects directly back on our brand, especially because most of us derive many of our new readers through advertising on social media, and many readers that find authors in other ways go to social media to see what that person is “really” like behind the pretty picture and author bio.
Ask yourself… when people look for you, who will they find?
It might be. I’m not here to answer that question for you. I’m only here to try and share the concept that all of us can succeed together. We can be kind, we can be generous, we can share knowledge, we can reach out, we can speak up, and we can see each other as partners in this crazy publishing world instead of “competition.”
Most importantly, we can lift each other up, and we can ascend together.
There are no limits to the number of books a reader will buy. I think the sheer number of memes revolving around our ever-growing TBR lists (mine could crush a small village easily) is a testament to that fact. Romance readers aren’t just voracious with their reading habits, they’re voracious with their buying habits. A book is an impulse buy because something about it spoke to them. An amazing cover, an intriguing blurb, a snippet that made them have to fan themselves, or a friend shoving the book into their virtual hands with an “omg this book destroyed me and you have to read it right now!”
It really doesn’t.
And even if you’re convinced that every reader is a coveted item to be hoarded like Gollum did the ring, then you still have to ask yourself what kind of world you want authorlandia to be. We’ve all chosen this path for ourselves, and it is hard on the best of days, and a nightmare on the worst, so why should we make it harder on each other? Why not use your reach and your voice and your brand to spread positivity in this community? Why not leave the world of authorlandia a little better than you left it each day?
Personally, I’m a big believer in karma, and I’ve experienced the way that the love you send out into the world comes back to you. When I was at my lowest points in the last year with the death of my grandfather, then my mother, my step-grandmother shutting me out of her life, and the trouble with my kiddo needing help at school and the journey of getting special education resources… it was this community that kept my head above water. Even when all I could do was lie in bed and wonder when things would get better, I never had to go farther than my phone to find someone reaching out to me, checking on me, telling me they loved me / my books / my whole weird personality. When my entire life was in tatters, karma paid me back for all the love and energy I’d sent out over the years ten-fold.
And the same will happen for you.
We get out of the world what we put into it, and even if you think karma is a bunch of mumbo-jumbo, at the end of the day it’s still better to be a positive influence. To choose love, not hate. Choose kindness, not malice. Choose being the person you want to see in others, not the person that continues the cycle of pain.
And while I’ve been speaking to authors for most of this, it all applies to readers too, because this community wouldn’t even exist without you in it. So, when negativity shows up on our feeds on social media, we have the choice to let it lie, or participate. All of us make that choice (unfortunately way too often) and those choices are going to continue shaping authorlandia and the world we choose to experience every day. So…
Let’s choose to treat each other like partners, or at the very least coworkers — not competition.
Let’s choose to lift each other up when we have the opportunity.
Let’s choose to leave the world a better place.
We all need it, even when there isn’t an apocalypse going on. <3 So, that’s all I wanted to ramble about today, because I figured I might not be the only one who could use that phrase on the pretty picture rolling around in their head. Feel free to save the picture, share it, share this blog, comment, etc. We’re all in this together, and I’m going to continue trying to lift up those around me because that’s how we all rise.
Thanks for reading, lovelies. Just remember, we’re #InThisTogether.
Ask Me Anything: What does a male escort do?
This is an article contributed to the website by Gentleman4hire.com and is meant to be informative.
Social Date-stancing: Having a Fun Date on Zoom
COVID-19 has forced a lot of us to put our dating lives on hold while we try to protect ourselves and our communities from a fate much worse than being single. But what are you supposed to do, grow old alone because of a little publicly mandated isolation? Now more than ever, singles need a little extra companionship.
Zoom isn’t just for the boring businessmen (unless they have a kinky side, too). Zoom dates are a hot trend in a few different senses of the word. Plus, with a little creativity, a Zoom date can give you even more flexibility than a real date to unwind, cut loose, and get to know each other with as many or as few restrictions as you want.
Zoom Leads to More Legal Fun
Gentlemen4Hire is a platonic escort service that brings you a fun, friendly companionship experience now when you need it most. However, even with escort services, there are some restrictions and guidelines to follow to keep things clean, safe, and, um– shall we say, from getting too risqué.
A Zoom date gives you more flexibility to explore your wild side with your partner in a completely safe space. If you take the right steps, your Zoom date environment can even be totally anonymous to protect yourself and your date. A pre-agreed upon strategy and plan for the perfect date is extra-important for a Zoom date, the extra freedom comes with a little extra ambiguity. Just like an in-person encounter, always be completely clear and sure about matters of consent, even on a remote date.
Hot Hookup Ideas for Your Remote Rendezvous
A remote date doesn’t have to be a boring conversation over a lonely glass of wine on your couch. In fact, you can let your imagination run wild with fun date ideas that you could never enjoy out on the town and yet might still be too boring for a face-to-face evening at home.
On a regular date, you often end the night at home. But on your Zoom date, you’re at home from the get-go. That is, unless, you can take your Zoom date to a safe outdoor space. There’s no reason you can’t have a romantic picnic, a night under the stars, or even a walk on the beach so long as you have a reliable unlimited data connection.
Even in a platonic setting, your Zoom date can have a little extra spiciness. Discuss your boundaries with your escort to find the appropriate limits, and find the perfect environment to have your Zoom call based on that.
Competitive activities like board games and card games become much more exciting over a Zoom date. Not only do you get to enjoy the company of your date, but you get to enjoy complete control over the environment. You don’t have to worry about providing accommodations for your date, and you don’t have to deal with the headaches of going out in public. A Zoom date puts you and your partner right into the action without the hassle of arranging a pickup, finding parking, standing in lines, paying cover charges, or paying for cab fare if you decide to indulge a little too much in the drink.
Think You’re Safe if You’ve Been Tested?
It’s possible, however unlikely, that you and your escort have both been tested for COVID-19 and come back clean. This might tempt you to test an in-person encounter. While some guidelines say that it’s safe to interact outdoors from a distance, the coronavirus presents some challenges as far as dating is concerned.
You’ll be tempted to flirt and interact physically just out of natural habit. Even a professional escort will have the same tendencies in mind; it’s just his job, after all. Beyond safety, imagine the awkward setting of a date where you’re making a conscientious effort to stay away from the other person.
A Zoom date takes care of that awkwardness. Both parties know the stakes, and as a result, they make every effort to get closer despite the distance rather than stay away despite the close proximity. Even if you have every reason to believe that you and your date are both safe and clean, your best bet is to keep your date to the internet until things calm down.
The Fragile Ties Series is Complete!
Title: Redemption
Series: Fragile Ties #3
Author: Jennifer Bene
Genre: Dark Mafia Romance
Release Date: August 3, 2020
“No one will tear us apart.”
Everything would be easier if he could just tie her up.
Lock her away and keep her safe.
Well… from everyone except him.
But that’s not how love works.
David chose Lianna over his hate. Every part of her.
Love of his life. Heiress to a dangerous crime family.
Prior focus of all his rage and obsession,
and current focus of his… everything.
Her family is the only thing standing in their way.
But family isn’t everything, no matter what they say.
She may share their blood, but those can be fragile ties when put to the test.
In the end, it’s who we choose that matters.
And he will always choose her.
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PRAISE FOR REDEMPTION
“This is Jennifer Bene at her best, taking us readers all along for a dark and twisty ride into the light. David and Lianna’s lives crashed together through fate, and their journey from hate to love has been anything but easy. I loved how this final book in the series kept me guessing until the very end. I can’t recommend the Fragile Ties series enough. It’s dark romance at its best.” – Livia Grant, USA Today Bestselling Author
“The perfect ending for David and Lianna. It’s twisty & turny and just when you think you have it figured out you realize you don’t have a clue.” – Katie Reads Reviews
“Could not turn the pages fast enough with this brilliantly sculpted read. David and Lianna earned the very best of endings, and Jennifer Bene delivered exactly that, plus more! An absolutely must read!” – Measha Stone, USA Today Bestselling Author
“David and Lianna reach their happy ending in each other in this emotional roller coaster ride of of a story. With an ending you won’t see coming!” – Jennifer D.
“With soul-tearing emotions and scenes that will take your breath away, this final book in the Fragile Ties series gives us everything we could want for David and Lianna’s story. A perfect ending to a perfect love story!” – Shane Starrett
Teaser Thursday! ‘Bad Babygirl’ by Zoe Blake
Hi Lovelies. I totally meant to post this on Tuesday, but with everything going on it totally slipped my mind. I wanted to let you know that my mom is now in hospice. The cancer has spread a lot and she’s in so much pain. I know this will be a mercy to her, but I feel so lost right now. It’s just me and my step-grandmother handling all of this and I’ve never felt so alone.
While that is going on, my good friend Zoe put out a bomb-ass series and I wanted you to see it! Take a look at this, not only did she write some amazing stories, she dropped an entire series IN ONE DAY.
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‘Bad Babygirl: The Hacker’
Daddy’s going to own me.
I knew computer hacking would get me into trouble one day, but not like this.
Kidnapped and held captive in a military compound, I’m held down and branded with the number thirteen.
Just when I think my captors have pushed me to the end of my limits, I discover there’s worse to come.
A man forcing me to call him Daddy.
He’s going to make me submit to him.
The more I fight, the more he likes it.
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Excerpt
Tossing my purse on the side table, I turned to close the door behind me and lock it.
A man’s arm reached over my head and slammed the door shut.
Letting out a shocked scream, I turned back… and faced a pair of platinum gray eyes.
“Hello, Gwen.” His voice was dark and low… ruthlessly controlled.
I opened my mouth to scream again.
Julius’ hand wrapped around my throat as he leaned in close.
“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. I can’t have you screaming like that, baby.”
“What do you want, Julius?” I rasped, his grip on my throat an uncomfortable threat.
“I think it is time for new introductions. My name is Ethan Hale.”
He paused. I could see him searching my eyes for any sign of recognition. As if I should know who he was, but I didn’t. Fuck, why didn’t I know who this man was?
“And you are Piper Clayton,” he finished.
Fuck.
“I didn’t take any money. I never put the sale through,” I rushed to explain, assuming he was angry I had conned him.
Who the hell was this man and how the fuck was he able to find out my real name and where I live?
Oh my god, the dollhouse. The fucking dollhouse. Was he responsible?
“This isn’t about the money, Piper. I want something far more valuable than money from you.”
Without thought, I tried to scream again.
His hand closed around my throat, cutting off my air. My fingers clawed at the back of his hands as I struggled to breathe. Slowly, my body slid up the wall as he used his grip on my throat to lift me off the floor. The pressure on my windpipe increased.
“You’ve been a very bad little girl, Piper. I won’t tolerate any more disobedience. Do you understand?”
His grasp on my throat prevented me from speaking or nodding, so I blinked my eyes to show him I did.
He lowered me to the floor and slackened his grip. After he could see I would no longer try to cry out, he lowered his arm. Straightening his cuffs, he ordered, “Now be a good girl and invite me in for a chat.”
Giving him a dirty look, I responded stiffly, my voice hoarse. “Won’t you come in?”
Taking a step forward, I began to shake as I felt his presence directly behind me.
This was bad. Very bad.
I needed to reach my bed. Under the pillow was a .38 special Quinn had given me a few years ago. Taking a few more hesitant steps, I waited till I was close then lunged for the mattress. Falling across it on my stomach, I slid my hand under the pillow.
There was nothing there.
Horrified, I turned on my back and looked up at Ethan. He was standing close to the bed, legs spread wide as he towered over my prone form. Reaching behind him, he pulled the revolver free from his waistband.
“Looking for this?”
With a cry, I rolled onto my stomach and tried to scramble away across the rumpled bed sheets. He grabbed my ankle and pulled me toward him. Reaching down, he fisted my hair and lifted me up.
“Ow! Ow! Ow!” I cried out as I reached up to try and dislodge his grasp.
Ethan dragged me across the room and pushed me against one of the wide, timber support beams which dotted my loft space.
I watched as he inhaled deeply but said nothing. As if he needed a moment to control his emotions. This was not a man to piss off, I reminded myself, especially if he knew something about David’s murder.
As I waited for his next move, I looked him over. Similar to yesterday at the gallery, he was wearing another custom-made suit. The clean black lines accentuated his broad shoulders and muscled arms. The sharp angles of his jawline and lowered brow heightened the sense of dangerous power he exuded.
I stayed silent. My fingers gripped the smooth wood of the beam behind me in an effort to ground myself and my rioting emotions.
“Little girls who lack discipline tend to get themselves in trouble… very dangerous trouble.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“Don’t you?” he challenged as his fingers undid the first button of my cardigan.
Oh god.
“Please. Please don’t hurt me.”
Ethan looked into my eyes. I could feel his warm fingers brush my skin as he undid another button.
“If you don’t want me to hurt you, then you need to be honest with me.”
“I don’t know what you want!”
I watched as his eyes flashed with anger and unmistakable need.
Grabbing my jaw with his full hand, he pushed my head back till it connected with the beam. I watched in captive silence as his gaze moved from my eyes to my open lips and back.
“I want you to say that you were a very bad little girl.”
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I love how Zoe has done this series, and I can’t wait for life to slow down so I can read them because they sound super hot. That said, please don’t get upset if I don’t respond to you right away, because I am not going to be online at all for a while. Email is absolutely the best way to get a hold of me, or message my PA, Niki Roge, for anything urgent. Her email is nikiroge at gmail. I love you, lovelies!
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Want more of Zoe Blake?
There is something delicious in our desire for the corrupt, our ravenous appetite for the brutal, the profane, the unspeakable. The taboo. I write the type of books that give you a frisson of unease; that will have you questioning your own resolve as I take you on a dark ride of twists, kinks and perversions of both the flesh and mind. Enjoy the blush and tremble as you read each decadent word. XOXO Zoe
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Music Monday – Pacific
This #MusicMonday is Pacific from ‘S’ and Jenn Champion. It’s no secret that I’ve had some serious struggles with depression over the past year, and this song showed up at some point during a low time and it made me cry so hard because it just… connected with me. It’s both sad and like a big hug at the same time. It’s not as light-hearted as some of my recent songs, but I can’t keep these powerful lyrics, and the beautiful music that comes with it, away from you, lovelies. <3
Lyrics
Don’t waste your time giving up
You know you’ll start over again
Find it and fix it, feel the end
Know there is some who loves you
And I’ll find a home on the floor of the ocean
I won’t have to see you with someone else there
I’ll leave you a note: all the things that I never said
Believe there is someone who loves you
Believe there is someone who loves you
I played this card too late and… we want different things
and I knew this from the start
I feel sad today, and I can’t trade this place, and I think I’ll fall apart
And I think I’ll fall apart
And I think I’ll fall apart
And all of the sadness seeps in
It cradles you out ’till the end
And you can’t get away from it
And it goes wherever you go
And you can’t get away from it
And it goes wherever you go
And you can’t get away from it
And it goes wherever you go
And you can’t get away from it
And it goes wherever you go (you go)
And you can’t get away from it (you go, ohhh)
And it goes wherever you go (ohhh)
And you can’t get away from it (ohhh)
And it goes wherever you go (ohhh)
(ohhhhhh)
And I’ll find a home on the floor of the ocean…
(ohhhhhh)
‘Pacific’ by S and Jenn Champion
Music Monday – Nightmare
I’m excited to get this #MusicMonday out to all of you, lovelies, because one of my awesome readers actually tagged me in a post about this song saying that it reminded her of me! Of course, I already love Halsey to death, but I agree that her new song ‘Nightmare’ has some badass lyrics too. Enjoy it, lovelies!
Lyrics
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep…
If I shall die before I wake…
I pray the Lord, my soul to take.
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind.
They talk shit, but I love it every time,
and I realize…
I’ve had the rug pulled beneath my feet.
I’ve trusted lies and trusted men,
broke down and put myself back together again.
Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters,
collected the pieces and picked out a dagger.
I’ve pinched my skin in between my two fingers,
and wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors.
No, I ain’t got nothin’ to smile about.
I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for
a moment to say I don’t owe you a goddamn thing!
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind.
They talk shit, but I love it every time,
and I realize…
That I’m no sweet dream, but I’m a hell of a night.
and I’ma let you speak if you just let me breathe.
I’ve been polite, but won’t be caught dead
lettin’ a man tell me what I should do in my bed.
Keep my exes in check in my basement,
’cause kindness is weakness, or worse, you’re complacent!
I could play nice, or I could be a bully,
I’m tired and angry, but somebody should be!
No, I ain’t got nothin’ to smile about.
I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for
a moment to say I don’t owe you a goddamn thing!
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind.
They talk shit, but I love it every time,
and I realize…
I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life.
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind.
They talk shit, but I love it every time,
and I realize…
but I’d rather be a real nightmare, than die unaware, yeah.
Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware,
but I’m glad to be a real nightmare, so save me your prayers.
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind.
They talk shit, but I love it every time,
and I realize…
I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life.
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind.
They talk shit, but I love it every time,
and I realize…
That I’m no sweet dream, but I’m a hell of a night.
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