Word Count: 22002

What story I’m currently working on:

Welp, I forgot to update this on Wednesday, so I’m a bit further on the writing front than usual. Also because I just wrote a ton in this book in a week. I’m nearing the end, and it’s delightfully fun. I hit 44k in Rehoboth Pact 3 and it’s still not done, which means this book is going to be the longest of the trilogy. I think that works perfectly though, each novella being a smidge longer. Kyle and Chelsea’s romance was hoooot. And they’re both sorta tough nuts to crack with a Taurus/Scorpio romance. I really enjoy that pairing. It’s going to be so tough to figure out what to work on next…definitely a work project, aka continuing one of my series.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I started into some of the line edits for Rehoboth Pact #2 for funsies, but my week’s been pretty loaded with editing work. Plus, I’m enjoying writing the third book a ton. I’ll probably wait on serious edits until my third and final book is completed. ALSO, Tempting Ballad comes out NEXT WEEK, and I’m so pumped for this release. It’s such a fun, sexy, weird story, like all of the Discord’s Desire books. That series is a lot more work for me because of the complicated twists and overplot, but it’s honestly one of the ones where I let my characters do the weirdest shit.

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“Fuck reasonable,” Kyle murmured, her voice soft. “I’ve been thinking about you taking me all week.”

With Chelsea, the sex was more intense than any she’d experienced, but her need for this woman was ravine deep—far more than physical. When she was around her, for a few brief moments the insecurities faded away. She’d felt awkward and gawky in her body for so long, like she was coated in shame at her presentation to the world. Chelsea silenced those voices with the way she touched, the way she claimed, the way she possessed. The relief was monumental.

Chelsea pivoted to tug on the belt loops of Kyle’s jeans, bringing their bodies flush together. “Look at you, sweetheart, talking all sexy-like. You’re already so irresistible that I’m tempted to just strip you down here and eat you out on the steps.”