Broken spaghetti minefield
In which I get real and vulnerable regarding aging, getting over living with a death wish, and fertility struggles. Plus, publishing and writing updates.
Continue reading →In which I get real and vulnerable regarding aging, getting over living with a death wish, and fertility struggles. Plus, publishing and writing updates.
Continue reading →ÉIMHEAR Unless you want me to tie you to the bed. Yes, yes she did. But she wasn’t about to admit that. Never in a million years. Let him work the answer out of her. She’d tried to take a step back with him, after the long night of watch. … Continue reading →
RAVI Ravi woke from the best sleep he’d had in ages. The dreams that often came had stayed away the entire night, letting him get the rest he sorely needed. He half wondered if Eh-vair had slipped something into his dinner. Probably not, but the effect was the same. There … Continue reading →
ÉIMHEAR She was floating on a cloud of pleasure. It had been so long since anyone had paid any attention to her breasts, save herself and her sports bra. And here Ravi had his expert mouth paying attention to one of her favourite erogenous zones like he couldn’t get enough … Continue reading →
He was flirting with Eh-vair which was a very dangerous game.
Continue reading →I don’t know how the months keep zipping past me.
Continue reading →He didn’t know what had come over him, drawing her close and threatening violence on her husband like that.
Continue reading →She sank to the floor after her confession, elbows on her knees and face in her hands.
Continue reading →He was unable to stop himself from watching Eh-vair in the gym as she took in all the equipment, a smile on her face.
Continue reading →ÉIMHEAR “Wait. What? She wasn’t mad?” He took a sip of his coffee, and shook his head. “No. In fact, her betrothed, who was also in the unit and our one Xelles member, wanted us to become a triad. Very common with their people. She didn’t and neither did I. … Continue reading →