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Light In Darkness

Hey Angels!

So the store had an update yesterday but in the middle of it all, I guess in the last two weeks the world has changed?

At first we were just as scared as everyone else. 

But we got a bunch of emails that kept saying the following. 

This blog and our books provided them the strength to go on. 

That it allowed them the ability to smile for a little bit in the middle of anxiety and worry about the world and their loved ones. 

So we’ve resolved a few things. 

We’re going to make sure the blog keeps going to provide you guys the ability to smile or escape for a little bit. 

We will keep the light on. And try to help with everyone else guide all of us through the darkness. 

Stay safe Angels!


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Hey Angels

Sorry for the radio silence, the store is undergoing a big server upgrade and then there will be an update here on the blog as to what we’ve all been up to as well as a bunch of new releases.
We shouuuuuuld be fully operational again tomorrow. Will keep you posted.
Stay safe out there Angels <3

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Being there for Lana

Hey there, Angels!

I’ve heard you’ve been asking about me and my relationship with Lana. You’re all curious, right? 

I went to her house and asked her to have breakfast with me. It was a surprise, so when she opened the door, she wanted to run back in and almost closed the door to my face. 

I smiled and handed her the roses in my hands. I didn’t really care about what she looked like in the morning with her hair looking like a bird’s nest. I like her for who she is and not for what she looks like. She’s very gorgeous. 

She didn’t want to go out, so I ended up cooking breakfast for her. I asked about her days without me, and she answered like her usual. But it looked to me as if she had an internal debate. 

I didn’t want to force her to tell me things because I respect her. But the curiosity was killing me, and I wanted to hear it from her no matter what. 

In the end, she spilled the beans. 

“It’s like this… uh, I’ve been struggling with different sides of my nature. I mean, I’m not a playgirl. But I have the urge to have fun with Alexis, to be just like her? Is that bad?” she asked. 

I could see the doubt and worry on her face. 

“I’m supposed to be a serious person, and I’m looking for the one… but…” she added as she bit her lips. 

My eyes followed the movement of her mouth, but I fought the urge to do something. 

I smiled at her and decided to be the guy that I thought I would never be. I was even surprised by my decision. 

I grabbed her hands. “I’m here for you, Lana. I’ll always be. If you need to talk, then, you can tell me.” 

She stayed silent as she looked at me, surprised. It seemed that she didn’t expect my answer. 

But I think I made the right decision. What do you think, Angels?

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The real deal with Aiden

Hey Angels! 

I’ve been keeping my silence about Aiden because, as I’ve said, I’m not that sure about him and, of course, myself. 

I want to keep him to myself first. LOL. And I’ve been having fun on the side, but it doesn’t mean I’m not thinking about him. Girls just wanna have f-u-n. 

But because you’ve been asking about him, I’m going to share our moments together. You see, earlier this morning – it was so sweet – he surprised me!

He arrived early and asked me to have breakfast with him. I was like, oh my God! my hair is still standing on end. I looked like someone the cat dragged in. 

But he looked at me like I was the most beautiful woman he has seen. Aiden had this dashing smile with a rose in his hands. I wasn’t ready to go out, so I told him we were having breakfast in my place. 

So yeah, he cooked a simple yet hearty meal with eggs and bacon. It has been a long time since someone cooked for me. My heart went on overdrive, but I held my emotions. 

But the feeling of wanting to bare my heart to him? It was eating me as if I really wanted to tell him everything about me. All my needs and everything that my heart desired. I wasn’t sure if he would understand me, though.

I just want someone to accept me for who I am and love me for real. But in my quest to find the person for me, I encountered so many people that left me with a broken heart.

Anyway, let’s go back to my romantic breakfast with Aiden before I go on to talk about my failed romances.

Aiden asked me about my days⸺he went to a seminar, so we haven’t seen each other for a few days now⸺and I almost choked on my food. He asked me, and I felt a bit guilty. Well, nothing was going on between us yet, so I’m not supposed to feel this emotion. 

I told him, “I was fine. The day is the same as usual with the girls.” 

He was like, “That’s good!” 

Then we continued to talk about things… until I decided to spill the beans to Aiden and to see where we go from here.

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Got a call from another publisher…weird!

Hey Angels,

We had a few more kinks that needed a little ironing out on the site but we are like legit back up and running now.

But something weird happened. This NY publisher I knew back in my Wall Street days called me and offered me a bunch of money to basically close my store down and so they could have like the rights to my books, and said I should talk to the other store offers.

Wow. First Amazon doesn’t want me, then this big publisher wants me to close my store…I mean so they can pub me but still.

Alexis Angel doesn’t need some man…ahem yes he’s an acquisitions editor for a big pub…to like swoop in and his words

“take care of everything”

Like I thought he was going to tell me that I didn’t have to worry my pretty little head in a minute.

Didn’t he realize yesterday was international women’s day too like dude bad timing.

anyway I don’t ever want to leave you Angels and give up control of what I publish and talking to my readers. He had a lot of nerve to think I needed him.

We’re doing just fine, aren’t we?

I mean, I know the store is always growing and improving, but the answer isn’t to just let someone else take charge.

We’re a team. I of course told all the Angels and all anyone had to say was, heck noooooo this is our baby!

So yeah I was polite but firm. I’ll stick to my store, my rules.

That’s how it’s gotta be sometimes, ya know?

Happy Moanday Angels!

lol oh and when the conversation was over, about the publishing thing, he asked me what panties I was wearing. I was like, wouldn’t you like to know, and then hung up lol!!!!

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Bar Car

Hey Angels!

So I know we’ve been gone for a while and Natalie is chomping at the bit to talk about what she and Jock Sr. have been up to lol. 

Daphne is wanting to talk about this guy she met the night we all got cummed on lol. 

And Lana and I have been getting into some pretty depraved and sticky adventures. I think what’s happened is that I’ve corrupted Lana. Because the other day she was talking about how she used to be this good girl looking for love and now she’s a depraved sex fiend looking to cum lolol. But I was a bit worried and I was like awww babe what’s going on why are you sad and Lana was like back in the day she was going on dates and stuff looking to settle down. 

“And now things are going great and I’m definitely having more mind altering sex but at the end of the day, they all leave,” she says to me. “They don’t really stick around if my legs aren’t spread.”

But what about when we both bang a guy together? That’s what I asked. 

“Then they want to date you, but they don’t usually stay with me, because you’re just more glamorous than me.”

I don’t know what to say to that. I mean I think Lana is plenty glamorous but then Lana is like, “I’m more like the girl next door who you’re friends with. You’re the cheerleader guys want to fuck.”

Again, not sure what to say to that at all so I suggested that maybe we go out and have a few drinks and forget about it. 

I mean there’s more to the story of course and I’ll go into it tomorrow but I wanted to stop here because I’m really worried about Lana, Angels. How can I help her?

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And we’re back!

Did you miss us Angels?

We had some system maintenance to do and it was a bit of a doozy. The problem is with as many people visiting the site we have to constantly keep upgrading and sometimes that means we can’t do anything as we upgrade.

Anyways, so I was supposed to write a set of stories but I got done with it so I decided to make it into a complete set and so we put it in Angel Access.

Check out the cover!

More updates on all the Angels will start coming soon!

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Tonight’s the night!

Hey there Angels!

Just wanted to let you all know that tonight is the night that I’m planning on the date with Jock Sr. I got a pretty tasteful dress that’s still sexy and shows some boob and leg hahaha. 

Jock Jr. has been sending a few texts here and there but I haven’t really responded to him because I mean I’m going out with the dad. 

So the plan is that I’m going to meet him at this place for drinks and then we’re going to go get some dinner if things work out but otherwise its just a drink. 

It’s all very grown up and mature and I’m really proud of myself. 

Don’t get me wrong. I still can’t get the idea of both Jock Sr. and Jock Jr. doing me at the same time. But I think it’s just a fantasy that I’m going to have to keep to myself because I mean what kind of man would be comfortable doing that?

Whats the bigger concern is that Jock Jr. is going to be super pissed at his dad for stealing me away and sticking his dick inside of me. 

And what if I’m staying over and he hears us. 

Will he be jerking off to my moans and screams as his dad pounds me? This is assuming that his dad is gonna pound me into submission haha. 

What if I need to pee in the middle of the night and I’m naked and I run into Jock Jr. Is he going to want to fuck?

And what if he’s super gorgeous and I’m like okay lets do it. I’m not in a relationship with Jock Sr. so I don’t really owe him anything at this point except to make sure that we don’t get pregnant. 

All these thoughts. 

Some of these thoughts are pretty much useless ramblings of someone who hasn’t been out on a date in a while. 

Also just news about the Angels. 

Daphne and Alexis and Lana have been getting up to some trouble recently. I think you’re gonna want to find out what happens but I decided to take today’s spot to write about Jock Sr. 

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Object of Affection

Hey Angels! I have a new series coming out and I wanted to show you what it looked like with the first chapter! Enjoy

Chapter 1


As I go for my morning ride with Becket, my horse, I can’t help but admire the beauty of the sunrise across the horizon, illuminating the lush wide planes of our ranch. I grew up to this breathtaking scenery, but it never gets old. This ranch is my home.

Although my mom and I were not originally from the United States, I love it here. We moved here when I was still a baby.  Suffice to say, I have no recollection of where I came from. 

I’ve had my curiosities. I mean, who doesn’t want to know about their roots? But Mom, she never talks about home, or why we left. I’ve tried to pry answers from her, but her lips are sealed tighter than a bull’s ass on-the-fly season. 

I eventually gave up and settled for not knowing anything about my home country. It helps that we’ve made a life for ourselves in the United States. As soon as we landed in the United States, Mom bought a piece of property just outside of town and turned it into the successful horse ranch it is today.

I, myself, don’t even look foreign. I’d like to think that with my copper-brown hair and green eyes, I look just like any other red-blooded American. Although, sometimes, my accent, the same accent of my mother’s, slips out. 

An accent of European royalty. 

I love my mom despite all the secrecy that surrounds her. She never dated or talked to any men, always being a full-time mother to me. She attends different events, such as Bingo Night, with her female friends from town, which I’m glad for.  

She could use the break and social interaction. But I can tell that even with her friends, she never once shared about her past.

I get back to the ranch house, checking for mail in our mailbox. To my surprise, there’s a formal-looking letter inside, and it’s addressed to my mom. I stare at it curiously, itching to just open the damn thing myself, but that won’t be very gentlemanly of me. 

“Ma! I’m back!” I call. 

She comes out from the kitchen with the usual warm smile on her face. 

“I’ve made us some pancakes,” she says in her accent. 

I nod, placing a kiss on her cheek.  

“Thanks, Mom. Oh, by the way, you’ve got mail,” I tell her, handing over the envelope that has piqued my interest.

Her face pales at the sight of the letter.  

“I need to sit down,” she says, walking over to the couch.

She opens the letter, glancing through whatever’s written on it, and her face gets even paler.

“Mom, are you okay?” I ask worriedly. 

“Alexander, my son. Would you be a dear and fetch me some water?” she asks.

I nod.  

“Anything you need, Ma,” I say, handing her a glass of water.

“Oh, dear,” she keeps repeating as though she’s in some kind of trance.

“Ma! What’s wrong?” I say, grabbing on gently to her shoulders to literally shake her back to her senses.

She snaps out of it, sighing deeply.  

“You’ll find out later, son. Just give me a moment to wrap my head around this,” she says, getting up to go to the kitchen.

“What? I get that you can be secretive, but you’re making me worry, Ma.” I tell her, following her to the kitchen.

“Let’s at least have some breakfast, Alexander. I’ll tell you everything you need to know later,” she says, gesturing for me to take the seat opposite from her.

We eat together in silence. Mom has that faraway look on her face again, and it’s killing me not knowing what’s making her that way.

The sound of our doorbell breaks the silence. Mom stands immediately and walks towards the front door in a hurry.

Who could that be?  I wonder.

I follow my mom and notice that she’s talking to two men in black suits. 

Are we in debt?! I worry.

I walk closer to the two men, not letting my nervousness show. 

“Anything I can do for you, gentlemen?” I ask. 

They look at me appraisingly, and it creeps me out. I glance over to my mother, who has a look of quiet resignation on her face.

She opens the door wider and invites the two strangers to come in.

My mouth hangs open at how easily my mom can trust these two strangers.

“Alexander, please sit. We have a lot to talk about,” she says, motioning for me to sit down beside her.

“Ma! You can be honest with me. Are we in debt?!” I ask, feeling frantic.

She chuckles, shaking her head.

“We aren’t in debt, Son. Now please, sit,” she says.

I plop myself down on the couch right beside her; the two men sit in front of us.

“Our mother country is a place called Gransylvia,” she starts. 

I feel this burst of excitement. Finally, after all these years of wondering, Mom’s opening up about our home country.

“My husband, your father, Nicholi, whom I married as part of an arrangement between our two families, was a very abusive man. He was a monster. I put up with him for years, but the moment I gave birth to you, I knew that I couldn’t let you grow up with that monster as your father.  

So, one night, when Nicholi was asleep, I packed a few of our belongings and fled from Gransylvia with you in my arms,” she continues, tears streaming down her face.

I take hold of her hand and squeeze it gently, urging her to continue.

“It would be so much simpler if Nicholi was just an ordinary man, but he was not. He was the son of the king of Gransylvia. He was the prince that was first in line for the throne, my son,” she goes on.

My father was a prince?!  My mind shouts. What in the fucking hell is happening? I grew up as a cowboy, and now I find out that my father’s a prince. Wait, doesn’t that make me a prince too?

“These two are your father’s advisors, Volkov, and Ischek,” she says, gesturing towards the men in black.

“When your mother left with you, your father ascended to the throne. Now that he’s dead, the throne is vacant. You are next in line, Alexander. We implore you to take your rightful place among your people. Your cousin, Stephan, who is next in line if you choose to abdicate your rights to the throne, is an evil man. He will make the people of Gransylvia suffer,” one of the men, who I believe is Volkov, explains. 

“And the only way for you to claim your rightful place is for you to be married,” the other one, Ischek, continues.

“What?!” I exclaim. I don’t even have a girlfriend. Being king is a big thing, but it’s something that I’m willing to handle, if only for the sake of my people. But a wife?! Where am I supposed to get a wife?!

“Ma, how am I supposed to find a wife?!” I voice out.

She looks thoughtful for a minute before a mischievous smile graces her features. “What about Elizabeth?”

Elizabeth.  She’s my childhood best friend. 

“That isn’t going to work, Ma. We’re just friends,” I say.

“You can always just dissolve the marriage after a few years. You can even get married right away since you two already know each other,” Ma says.

“Please, your highness. It is of the utmost importance that Stephan does not become king,” Volkov pleads.

I sigh deeply, deciding to give Elizabeth a call, asking her to come over. 

I can’t believe I let myself get talked into this.