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IT Guy And WineBar just stared at each other…

So IT Guy just stood there, his cock hanging out, since you know, he was naked. And WineBar stares at him.
“Were you and him…” WineBar started to ask and then stopped.
“Alexis, whose this?” IT Guy asked me. “Are you coming back to bed?”
“Whoa,” WineBar said. “I can’t believe it.”
“WineBar, why don’t we talk about this later?” I finally got in. He just looked at me and said he’d text me.

So Angels after I posted yesterday I went back to bed and told IT Guy everything about WineBar. Then I talked to Lana and Paige and Daphne and Natalie and Liz. Then I posted and in the evening once IT Guy had gone back to his place I put on my strapbless black Vera Wang, some sexy as hell black lingerie that made my ass look perfect and then got an Uber to go to the Hyatt Regency to meet WineBar for a drink at the bar.

“So listen,” he began when I sat down since he was waiting for me. “I get you were seeing other people. But I’m back.”
See Angels…back in the day I would have been like omg you’re back and gotten a room right there and sucked his cock till his brain stopped working.

But I had been reading your comments.

“You couldn’t text once the whole time?” I asked him.
“No,” he said. “I was too busy.”
“Even for someone you love?” I shot back.
“Alexis what’s gotten into you?” he asked me.
But I didn’t answer.
“Was that really your cousin?” I asked him. “Or just some skank you were shacking up with? Did she leave and now you came to me after you got bored with her?”
“Where are these questions coming from?” WineBar asked. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Listen,” I said. “I get that family things happen. But like the entire time you can’t even drop me one text? And you can’t tell me that’s your cousin when I see her on the phone? And what kind of cousin is putting on earrings and adjusting her shirt like she’s putting it on?”
WineBar was silent.
“That wasn’t your cousin, was it?” I asked.
He just shook his head.
“My angels were right.” Is all I said. “You’re not worth my time.”
“Your angels?” he asked. “Are you still asking those women on your newsletter for advice? Alexis you gotta stop doing that!”
“Why?” I asked now I was pissed. “Because they’ve given me the best advice and support over the years? They go with me wherever I go.”
“They’re wrong.”
“They weren’t wrong that you could have sent a text at any point saying you were busy. Or that wasn’t your cousin.”
“What do they say about me?” he asked.
“Most of them think I should leave you.”
“I love you though, babe,” he said.
I closed my eyes. All the things in the past went through me. Believe it or not I visualized all the comments.
“My angels used to love you, babe,” I told him. “But you treated me like shit.”
“I didn’t have time to send a text,” he said.
“Were you like fighting in a war or on a top secret assignment that they took your phone?” I asked.
He shook his head.
“My angels reminded me that I’m Alexis fucking Angel. And I’m done with your bullshit. Now.”
WineBar just sat there before he was like “Those women you go to for advice are wrong, babe. I’m here.”
“Well….babe,” I said as the drinks got sat down on the table. “I’m not.”

And I got up and walked out. I didn’t even take a sip of my drink! I really wanted to but I didn’t. I guess I also left him with the check. But whatever.

Then I got home and fucked IT Guy and worked with Daphne and we finalized our books. We have two releases today! Check them out!Alexis Angel erotic romance novels


Author Daphne Dawn's Reverse Harem Romance Max Bid Book 9

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Winebar knocked on my door….

Well he didn’t really knock on my door more like rang the buzzer. And I wasn’t really there to let him up it was Lana who was like “who is this?” to herself as she said yeah come on up when the doorman called and said we had a visitor.
I was in my room, and Lana was in her room writing Brothers Who Brandy (which is the next sequel of They All Love Me but she won’t let me see what happens so don’t ask me. Seriously I want spoilers).
Anyways so apparently he’s on his way upstairs and then he rings the buzzer on the door.
And Lana is writing and she listens to music when she’s writing and the only reason she answered was because the doorman calls our cell phones. I didn’t pick mine up because I’ve let Lana be the responsible one – which means sometimes answering the door on a Sunday morning – and anyways I was busy. Can you guess with what? 🙂
Anyways she doesn’t hear the buzzer because when Lana is writing she listens to music really loud.
So I heard it and I’m like hmm what to put on to answer the door. Getting into panties is too hard so I just grabbed a throw blanket from the couch in my room and wrapped it up.
I open the door and…


“Alexis” he says to me. “I just came by to see how you were doing”

I’m fucking speechless.

“I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea when you FaceTimed me and I was hanging out with my cousin,” he says. “I was just busy with some family stuff.”

I’m still speechless.

“She had to crash at my apartment for a few weeks but she’s finally got her shit sorted and moved out last week,” he continues. “I came over right after to talk to you.”

Oh. My. God.

Please universe do not do this to me. This is why we’re so late on the blog post today. Because I had to call an emergency author meeting with the company authors and be like I need to post. But first I need to figure out what just happened.

Because it doesn’t end there.

Remember I said I was busy in my room?


IT Guy walks out.

Naked. From my room.

His dick hanging out. See when I said I was busy and why I didn’t answer the phone call when the doorman called was that I was busy shucking myself on IT Guy because he was coming over to do something that’s called “backing up” the store to make sure that all personal details on orders are removed to protect all the customers and to make sure the store is saved in case of catastrophe.

So that’s perfect time for me to suck his cock and get him to take his clothes off and give it to me.

Except in the middle of that WineBar knocked on my door.

And he just stood there as IT Guy came out and he’s like “Hey Alexis, whose this?”

I’m still sorting through my thoughts.

What happened to Alexis Angel? She wants to hide away from the world 🙁

By the way, Liz Lorde has a book out today. It’s below. I’m gonna read that because it’s got twists and turns but at least a HEA. And I need a HEA.

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That Was The Most Boring SuperBowl Ever!

Hey Angels!

Sunday was the most boring superbowl game I’ve ever watched! We took Natalie to a sports bar where Hot Dentist invited Lana to come over and while they had a good time and the people were cool and the drinks were flowing it was the slowest, dumbest game I’ve ever seen!
I understand sports and I know how football works but by the third quarter I was just more interested in talking to people than actually watching the game.
Truth be told…the last several days just caught up to us. So by Sunday night we were all really tired.
Monday we did a lot of writing. I didn’t get a chance to post on the blog because we didn’t have our morning business meeting with all the authors but we did that today and finally got back on track.
So here’s what’s on the horizon for this week!

We are gonna have one to two launches each day! We are introducing a new author! Novels are coming out as well as books in series!
The winner of the giveaway that’s on the ticker is being announced tomorrow! And a new giveaway is occuring! The DLA giveaway is happening tomorrow (the monthly giveaway!)

And we have trailers! Lots and lots of trailers!!

Just a taste of what’s coming! Hang on!

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Oh wow. Last night was out of a book…

So today is my day for blog posting and it couldn’t have come at a better day!
I went out partying with Alexis and Lana yesterday after arriving at the ass crack of dawn.
We started having drinks casually at around noon. Nothing major.
But by the end of the night, which was early this morning I knew that we were going to be friends forever.
Let me just preface this by saying that I needed a night like this. I’ve just recently had a marriage end with no contest from both sides and a voluntary payment from Hot Doctor so I arrived and said hello to Alexis as a single girl.
And boy…did I not realize what that entailed.
So the guys known as Gym Bros…well they hired a limo for the evening for us.
We spent a lot of the day drinking and getting ready. Nothing like doing your makeup with a cosmo in your hand. But I guess that’s how Alexis rolls.
I had brought clothes but I’ve been told that shopping is in the future. Just not the first night.
Because the first night we had a mission. Get laid.
So Gym Dude and Gym Rat are the names that Alexis has given these two guys. First off…they’re freakin’ gorgeous.
I swear my jaw hit the floor when I saw the both of them at the door. We had just had some dinner – Alexis made sure we ate since we’d been drinking already and more alcohol was coming.
Let me also interject here at no point did either of us black out or do anything we would have said no to had we been sober. We kind of just drank to celebrate but we were just loosened up – not making horrible decisions.

So Gym Bros pick us up. Lana is looking hot. And we go to a bar. Lana isn’t gonna mention this but I think she got approached by 7 different guys in one hour. She was polite but shooting them down. I asked her why and she actually has a specific type of guy she’s looking for that hadn’t come yet. If I had to guess, I’d say he would need to be more cerebral.

“So you take Gym Dude and I’ll take Gym Rat,” Alexis said to me at one point. “Or do you want to switch.”
I proposed we just let them pick and see who they end up with.
Sure enough Gym Dude was all over me. I think he smelled the horny in my breath of something. But by the time we went to another bar where a Cerebral Man started talking to Lana and Gym Rat and Alexis started making out and dancing I had my hands in Gyn Dude’s pants (very secretively!) and was feeling his dick.

It’s a pretty good size. I can’t complain. And so after a few more drinks we notice that it’s 1:30 am.

Gym Bros suggest we go back to our place but Lana had an early morning appointment in the morning with her editor so they offer to drop Lana off. (More on what she did later!)

We agree and Lana gets dropped off home and we go to the apartment of Gym Bros.

Now…Gym Bros have a one bedroom. This blew my mind.

Alexis has a three bedroom apartment. These two grown men (aged 26 and 27) have two double beds very very close together in one bedroom and a kitchen and a living room and a bathroom. Talk about high rents. This is all they could afford at first when they moved in and they never moved out. I’d say its two feet between the beds.

I’m a bit awkward about spending the night here. But then Gym Dude starts to kiss me and I look over and Alexis is already getting out of her dress.

Fine. They’ll turn off the lights and it’ll be like The Real World on MTV right?

They never turn off the light.

Now Alexis and Gym Rat are starting to get pretty hot and heavy and the first thing I can say is “Oh my God. Is that La Perla?”

And that makes her laugh. And me laugh. And we laugh for a while. And now I’m not feeling awkward. I’m actually getting pretty turned on watching Gym Rat paw at her. So much so that I pull Gym Dude to me and start to run my hands on his body.

He’s got my dress off in a matter of minutes and I’m naked before I know it, on my back as he starts to go down on me.

“Ooooh, do that,” Alexis says to Gym Rat and she gets on her back and points to me. Gym Rat complies.

“What is this?” Gym Dude says. “Synchronized fucking?”

Alexis and I look at each other and giggle. And we say yes. And so for the next however long we try to syncrhonize our sexcapades.

We’re blowing them at the same time. We’re on all fours at the same time.

It was so insanely hot. I must have cum a whole bunch just looking over at Gym Rat and her.

There was only two feet separating us, remember?

So the piece that really made it crazy is towards the end…Alexis reaches over and I lean forward and we kiss.

And both Gym Rat and Gym Dude cum at the same time.

I passed out afterwards and Alexis woke me around 7 am. The guys got up and saw us off and I came home and fell asleep but what a way to start a trip!

Who knows what happens next.

Has this happened to anybody? Tell me your thoughts. Did I go too far? Is it too crazy? How is this my life? And…thank you ALEXIS!!

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The store is back!

So basically from Thursday onwards to over the weekend you probably (if you came to the store) got a message like “this store no longer exists” lol

Sorry I don’t mean to laugh. But yeah we posted a message on Dirty Lil Angels that basically said the store was going in for an upgrade and there would be several days where it would be down.
So if you saw the message on DLA, hopefully you didn’t have a heart attack – just boredom like me.
But if you didn’t see the message, then please note that going forward we will post all important messages and announcements in DLA so that people know what’s happening.

The address to DLA is of course:

So this basically came about because IT Guy came by and we had a long talk (Lana me and him) and he basically said that the site was down to go down again because literally too many people were requesting processes and doing things on it.

Basically…he and Lana started talking technical stuff and I just looked at his face and arms and his crotch after a certain point.

By the time Lana and he decided the best course of action was that we migrate the site from one type of server to another, I was really horny.

So Lana was like “alexis you’re in charge of messaging” and all I could think of (I had already had three glasses of wine because we were celebrating releasing Sarah vs. Stepfather) was massages. Not messages.

Anyways so IT Guy went to his apartment to begin the process and I snuck out of our apartment and went to his to blow him. One thing led to another and I am trying to put his cock in my mouth and he’s like “wait alexis let me finish this real quick or else it’s going to take over 7 days.”

So I dunno about you but when a guy says no to me…I get hornier.

Now I’m paying at him and kissing his neck and then he does something crazy.

He just picks me up. Like a doll. And I’m just in shock because the dude picked me up. He walks me over to the kitchen counter and deposits me gently.

“stay,” he commands. “daddy has to go finish some work.”

He might as well have melted my panties off.

Afterwards he got done setting everything up and he comes back and picks me up again and this time takes me to his bed and lays me down and then proceeds to literally own my body and use it for his pleasure. I’m just in so much surreal bliss-ville that I’m caught up in the waves.

Afterwards Lana asked me if I had done the messaging and I said I posted in DLA. She asked if I sent an email to my newsletter and I was like oops no. But it was too late because the store was already offline. She asked if I told Nat and Daph and I was like uhmm…no I forgot.

So she was a bit annoyed but it passed. So I’m sorry Angels. I thought I’d be able to email afterwards but if you don’t have a working website its usually pretty risky to send emails. Also all our email accounts went down.

So what’s changed on the store?

It should be waaaay more robust on the backend now. Which means we’ll be able to offer more bells and whistles. Things that you’ll all like. I know that we release a book a day now. So we’ll be able to increase that frequency as we get more authors. We were having to cap gift cards. Now we can let anyone who wants a gift card get one. Other fun programs are coming too that will help you save!

The site should be working as per normal. If you find something that needs fixing let us know. If you’re the first person and it’s an issue we didn’t know about, you scored yourself a nice lil reward babe!

That’s all for me! Talk soon Angels!

Oh if you haven’t checked out the latest Girls Vs. Love installment check it out today!



Ok love you angels!

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I think I got an STD….

Because check it out I found out today that Gym Bro was sick with the flu and he’s been laid up in bed for the last few days.
I have the flu too and I’ve been laid up the last few days.
I must have gotten it from having sex with him! When I was having sex with the both of them.
A disease you catch while having sex makes it sexually transmitted right?
Oh my God!
I can’t believe this.

Of course Lana is trying to convince me that I don’t have an STD and that the flu doesn’t count.

she’s like you guys didn’t get the flu by exchanging bodily fluids and I’m like “oh yeah, well one of them spit on my face and I licked it up! So there”

At which point Lana just looks at me strange.

And I’m like….”well I told them to because I wanted to be all slutty” and she’s like you told them to and I’m like what? I just wanted to see what it was like and she’s like wow I need to get out more.

But then I tell Daphne as we’re working (Lana is there too) that I have beaten back an STD and the debate starts all over again!!!

I mean, like come on. Just go with me on this right?

Only Natalie is with me on this. She’s like ya girl you totally have an STD and Daphne and Lana are like “ahem the flu is not an STD”

I’m like yeah okay it totally isn’t if you like get it from the guy at the corner store but if you get it while having sex it becomes an STD.

This isn’t to make getting STDs less significant. Thankfully I’ve always practiced safe sex and recommend that everyone do so. I’ve been very clean with all my sex toys and everything I put inside me. I clean my sex toys more than I do dishes or laundry as Lana will attest.

It’s very important to be healthy and safe, Angels. Because at the end of the day, as I found out from my own fighting back the flu-STD that when you’re lying in bed shivering and having delirious dreams about purple unicorns killing mean people that you are at the end of the day responsible for your own safety and health. No matter what anyone says – be it husband, boyfriend, lover, girlfriend, or just booty call – you need to make sure that you’re safe and you take care of yourself first. Because the trick to being an independent and strong woman who stands up for herself is not letting what someone else dictates sway you when it comes to your own safety.

So a bar seems sketchy? Don’t go in. One of your boyfriends friends seems off? Let your man know and tell him that you aren’t going to be in the same room together if there’s alcohol involved. It’s a dark parking garage? Then call a friend to have them accompany you.

It may seem inconvenient, but like my momma always said – it’s better to be a few minutes late if you’re driving than speeding and getting into an accident. Because then you’re really late.

Anyways, I dunno if this rambling made any sense but I’m going back to bed bc I have the flu. Love you angels

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The Naughty Angel Pledge!

So we do a lot of deals on our store. We also release a lot of books.

I know at times it may be difficult to be like okay which book do I buy. And you may want a book and then you buy it and then see that it goes on sale. So I’m here today to make a pledge to you because we always want our books to be affordable and easy to read.

If you buy a book and then within 10 days find that there is a deal going on that would have allowed you to buy the book cheaper, simply send a message through the website or send Lana, me, or Daphne a message. We’ll respond within 24 hours with a way to make you whole so you’ll be able to continue to buy books.

This way you never have to worry again about whether you should wait for an email about a sale. Because if you get an email about a sale for a book you bought, and it was within 10 days (we’re not gonna be like oh no it was 11 days so can’t do anything, so don’t worry) we will help remedy that situation. Because Angels, you mean a lot to us. And we want you to have the most affordable and enjoyable reading experience.

In other news, have you checked out the giveaway in Dirty Lil’ Angels?

Or…have you seen Lana’s new Mile High Harem release? It’s HOT HOT HOT!!

And in personal news, IT Guy asked me today if I would like to be his girlfriend. While Gym Rat and Gym Bro said yes to getting a drink together this Sunday (I still want them both) so I am torn as to what to say. I told IT Guy I’d get back to him. I’m gonna talk more about it in Dirty Lil’ Angels.

Anyways, I’ve been quiet all day because I’ve been writing and doing Christmas shopping for Lana and other friends as well as family. I refuse to do it last minute this year. Hope your guys’ holidays are merry!

Love you lots Angels. Talk soon.

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Sneak Peek of my latest story….

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Hey babes! So below is chapter one of the series that I’m about to finish! Let me know your thoughts…

My relationship dies today.
Don’t get me wrong—I don’t get off on breaking hearts, and I’m definitely not a cold-hearted bitch. Well, at least most of the times.
Today, though, is a special occasion: I’ll get paid to break a heart and be a cold-hearted bitch.
“Here’s fine,” I tell my driver, leaning forward and gently laying my hand on his shoulder. With a quick nod, he pulls up to the curb and jumps out of the driver’s seat to get my door. Stepping outside, I use my hand to shield my eyes from the morning sun, a smile spreading across my lips.
What a beautiful day to kick ass.
“I won’t be long, Mark.” I let my gaze wander toward the apartment building right in front of me, my eyes drawn to one of the windows on the 17th floor. My floor. Or Peter’s, really. Both our names are on the contract, at least for a couple of hours more. After I’m through with this, the first thing I’m going to do is cross my name off the lease.
“Good luck, Ms. King.” Tipping his hat off at me, Mark lets a knowing expression take over his face.
“Don’t need it,” I reply, taking a deep breath as I ready myself. “But thank you.”
With that, I start my march toward the apartment building.
Cue the music and pay attention—this is my intro shot.
Louboutins on my feet, Hermes bag in my hands.
A smile on my face, and ice on my heart.
The name’s Alexa King, and I’m the best damn fixer there is.
Never heard of me? Don’t worry, I’m not in the fame game. I’m too busy cracking skulls and fixing problems to worry about having my face on the cover of some vapid magazine.
Those who matter, they all know my name.
Most times I work in the shadows, operating behind the scenes, and that’s how most my clients prefer it. When you spend most of your day sweeping issues under a proverbial rug, the shadows quickly become your best friend.
See, whenever someone important needs a problem to go away, it’s me they call. Curiously enough, I’m the last person they call. Not because I’m not good at my job, but because I’m the best at it. After all, you only call for the big guns after you’ve already hit the emergency button.
“Good morning, Ms. King,” the doorman greets me as he pushes the door open.
“Good morning,” I greet him in return. “Is Peter still in?”
“Yes, he is, ma’am.”
There’s nothing better than going home for a quick visit during the morning and have your long-term boyfriend already there, waiting for you. Especially when you’re planning to break-up with him—I’d hate to come home just to head out again and look for his sorry ass.
When I finally get to my floor, I hesitate before sliding the key into the lock. Shifting my weight from one foot to the other, I consider the best way to approach the situation. Peter’s ass has to go, there’s no doubt about it—I’m just not sure on what the best approach is. Do I put him down gently, or do I go in hard?
“Go hard,” I mutter under my breath, solving that riddle in half a second. The fact he’s my boyfriend should award him a few compassion points, but I really don’t care—he’s the one that screwed up. Besides, I’ve never really understood why I started to date him in the first place.
Maybe it was his easy smile, or his confident attitude.
Maybe I thought it was time for me to settle down.
Either way, Peter Rivera was a mistake from the start. I’m not in the habit of making mistakes, but I’m damn good at fixing them. It’s time I fix this one as well.
Not that any of this is personal…it’s just business, babe.
Peter Rivera, my soon-to-be-ex, is Maxxon Oil’s anointed heir. The only son of Anthony Rivera, the founder and owner of one of the biggest oil companies operating in the western hemisphere, Peter is bound to inherit the whole company and a cool two billion when his father finally passes. Thing is, Peter doesn’t like to wait. Even though he’s already on Maxxon Oil’s executive board, he’s an impatient one.
I just had no idea how impatient.
No more than a week ago, I was hired by one of Maxxon Oil’s rivals company to make a problem go away: someone was extorting their own executives, using all kinds of compromising material to have them give up on a bid for a drilling site. I did some digging, and it turned out my sweet corrupt boyfriend was the one behind it. He was planning to create a subsidiary for himself, one from which all profits would flow into his own pocket, and he was looking to secure the first drilling site by twisting arms and pressuring people.
That ends today.
In just a few minutes, I’m gonna lay him flat on his ass, and then I’m going to call my client and tell him that the problem’s solved. After that? Collect my check, and move on. In this line of business, feelings just get in the way.
“Peter,” I start as I open the door. “We need to—”
“YES, MISTRESS!” Peter groans, his voice almost a scream. “I’ve been very bad, and I deserve to be punished.”
Well, shit.
With both hands on my hips, I narrow my eyes and take in the scene in front of me. Peter’s on all fours on the floor, wearing nothing but his boxers and socks, and there’s the heel of a leather boot sitting right between his shoulder blades. A boot belonging to a woman clad in tight leather, a punishing expression on her face and an even more punishing looking riding-whip on her right hand.
“Am I interrupting?” I ask as I slam the door shut. That’s enough to get Peter’s attention. He looks up at me, his eyes widening as he realizes I just caught him cheating on me with what looks like a BDSM biker from hell.
“Alexa?” The moment he says my name he falls back on his ass. “I thought you’d be working all day. You said that—”
“That I had an assignment, yes. Turns out, the assignment’s you.”
“What…is going on?” The woman standing in the middle of our living room asks, looking from Peter to me, the whip hanging limply from her hand. “You never told me anything about a third party, Mr. Rivera. That’ll cost you more.”
“Oh, you have no idea how much it’ll cost him,” I tell the woman, doing my best not to grin. I should be crushed right now—I just caught my boyfriend cheating on me with a BDSM escort, after all—but I feel elated instead. “You can leave now.”
The woman looks at me, trying to decode the whole situation, but then ends up shrugging. She grabs a long coat from the couch, throws it over her shoulders and ties it at the front, hiding all the leather from view. As she walks past me and toward the door, I reach for her shoulders and make her stop.
“I’ll take it from here,” I tell her, grabbing the whip from her hands.
“Well, I already got paid,” she shrugs, throwing me an apologetic look. With that, she finally turns around and leaves, the sound of the door closing making this whole situation feel even more surreal.
“So, what were you saying?” I ask Peter, walking toward him as I smack the tip of the whip against the palm of my left hand. “You’ve been bad and deserve to be punished…is that it?”
“Alexa,” he starts, using his feet to push himself back across the floor, only stopping when his back is against the couch. “I can explain. She’s just a friend, and—”
“Shut the fuck up, Peter,” I growl, taking one more step forward. Peter’s eyes fly straight to the whip in my hands, and fear starts pooling in his eyes. “I’ll be the one doing the explaining. To start with, the two of us…we’re done. It’s over.”
“What?” He stammers. “Please, Alexa, I know you’re mad about this, but—”
“I’m mad about this, don’t doubt it. But I’m not breaking up with you because of it.”
“No,” I grin. “I’m breaking up with you because I just found out you’re a criminal. You’ve been extorting and bribing your way into the oil business. Yeah, I know about your dealings. You’ve been trying to get the Angolan government to rig the bidding for one of their oil wells, and you’ve been blackmailing the best-positioned company, doing your damn best to have them drop out of the race.”
“How the hell do you know about that?”
“That’s my job,” I continue. “To know things.”
“That’s just business. And that’s how it has to be done! I’m just trying to—”
“Line your own pockets?” I finish his sentence for him. “Because that’s what it looks like. How much of an idiot can you be, Peter? You’re well positioned inside Maxxon Oil, and you’ll inherit the whole thing anyway. But you don’t like waiting, do you? You want all the money you can get, and you want it now.”
The moment he opens his mouth, I bring the tip of the whip down, using it to smack the floor between his legs, one single inch away from his balls.
“Did I give you permission to speak?”
He looks up at me, fear in his eyes, and says nothing.
“Here’s what’s going to happen, Peter,” I continue, slowly moving the tip of the whip toward his balls. As I brush it over the fabric of his boxers, Peter starts growing pale, his whole body tensing up. “You’re going to stop extorting and blackmailing my client, and you’ll get your ass out of Angola right now. If you don’t, I won’t even bother with leaking this to the media…I’ll just tell your father.”
“My father?” If he was pale before, now he’s as white as the snow-capped Everest. He knows that if his father finds out he’s is doing business illegally, the first thing that’s going to happen is Peter is going to lose his position inside the company…as well as his whole inheritance.
“That’s right,” I nod, pressing down on his balls with the whip until the white in his face starts being taken over by a faint blue. Is he going to pass out? “And this is my final warning. Stop what you’re doing, or you’ll be living inside a cardboard box in just a few days. If not jail.”
“Y-yes,” he stammers once more, furiously nodding at me.
“Say ‘yes, mistress’,” I whisper, leaning forward and transferring some of my weight down the length of the whip. Did I say he was getting blue in the face? Let’s go with purple now.
“YES, MISTRESS!” He screams, closing his eyes in pain.
“Good boy,” I grin, finally easing the pressure. “This is the last time you’re going to see me, Peter. Don’t come looking for me, don’t call me, and don’t text me. And, oh, don’t send me any creepy Snapchats either. I know you think they’re funny but, newsflash, they’re not.”
“But I love you,” he whispers meekly, and that just irks me. I bring down the whip hard, using its small but vicious tip to slap his balls. He howls in pain, the expression on his face almost enough to make me feel sorry for him. Keyword being almost.
“And that’s the last time you’ll ever say that to me,” I snap back at him. “Try it one more time and you’ll lose your balls for good.”
With that, I throw the whip on top of the couch and leave the apartment, Peter’s cries of pain following me all the way to the elevator. I don’t care. From this moment on, Peter’s part of the past.
With a sigh, I grab my phone from inside my purse and press it against my ear. “It’s done,” I tell the voice on the other side of the line. “I’ll invoice you.”
Kicking ass and taking names—there’s no better way to spend the day. Especially when you’re the best at what you do and get paid handsomely for it.
There’s something bothering me, though.
Peter was cheating on me, and I didn’t see it coming. No, I’m not sad about the breakup or the cheating…it’s just that my intuition has never failed me before like this. Any other time and I would’ve seen it coming from miles away.
Am I losing my edge? Am I growing soft?
Did I miss the signs?
No, that’s impossible. I just need to prove myself that I haven’t lost it, that I’m at the top of my game.
It’s time I get myself a real challenge.


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Lucky Underwear

So Alexis and I have published books together before and with me coming to the store, we decided that we would do it again. It’s a lot of fun collaborating with Alexis and she has some great ideas.

But yesterday was one for the history books. Here’s a sample of our conversation – I borrowed the format Lana used to stay uniform.

So Alexis and I are on the phone and the conversation went like this:

Daphne: So the book, (Name Redacted), is going to be a menage then. Just two guys?
Alexis: Yeah, hey, I have a question.
Daphne: Yes, of course. What is it dear?
Alexis: You’re pretty good at writing menage and multiple guys.
Daphne: Why, thank you. I try.
Alexis: You think you can give me some tips on how I can get both guys to do me at once?
Daphne: What?
Alexis: Yeah. I met two guys at the gym and I don’t know if either is really boyfriend potential, but they’re both hot. And I wanna be in the middle of a sandwich like that.
Daphne: Uhmm…I don’t know if I’m the best person to ask.
Alexis: Oh, please. I read 3 Men of the House. And 4 Men of the House. You are like me. We are the Queens of Menage.
Daphne: Yeah but those are fantasies, babe.
Alexis: Yeah, but I’ve had it once (sorta by accident) but I want to attract them both.
Daphne: Maybe just hold up a sign?
Alexis: No. I don’t wanna give it up like that easy. I want it to be sexy.
Daphne: So texting them in a group chat and saying “Want to fuck me together” is not an option.
Alexis: Absolutely not. I want them to be like choose between us and then I’m like I don’t wanna choose I want you both.
Daphne: You think guys in real life will be like that?
Alexis: I worry. Because what if they’re like ew no.
Daphne: Maybe you need to make the situation hotter.
Alexis: You mean like seduce them?
Daphne: I bet you’re a pretty good seductress.
Alexis: Lana did move in and she’s got these panties she calls her lucky panties that she swears boosts her seduction skills.
Daphne: I don’t know. Maybe use your own underwear. You could run a La Perla store out of your closet.
Alexis: Yeah, but I wanna be a classy slut, you know? Not a trashy one. But what if none of my underwear is lucky.
Daphne: Maybe you should ask the angels.
Alexis: That’s not a bad idea. Ask the angels for help in deciding what to do.
Daphne: Although they probably want to know what happened to your dog.
Alexis: Oh. With my parents. My parents have a huge backyard and they live in the suburbs. And there’s more space to run around.
Daphne: Oh?
Alexis: I’ll cover it in my press conference.
Daphne: You won’t tell me?
Alexis: Babe. I hear you typing. You’re probably going to put this on the blog.
Daphne: Guilty.
Alexis: I’m gonna ask the angels.
Daphne: And this is going up for all posterity.
Alexis: Contemporary Romance writers. And their struggles.
Daphne: Daphne Dawn and Alexis Angel and Lana Angel.
Alexis: We’re a fun bunch. Natalie is joining soon. And another author.
Daphne: Who?
Alexis: It’s (NAME REDACTED).
Daphne: Awesome.

So Angels. Help Alexis come up with ways to seduce two men? Otherwise she’s never going to finish her book with me and we won’t get a chance to release!

Today’s Featured Deal is actually about 7 men. 7 Deadly Men.

7 Deadly Sinners. Check out Featured Deals. Alexis and Lana did a fabulous job on this book and it’s one of my favorite covers of all time. When it came out on Amazon it literally changed the game in how reverse harem romance books were covered.


Happy reading!