Sunday, June 10, 2018

Dessy, Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire by Kayelle Allen @kayelleallen #SciFi #SpaceOpera #MFRWauthor

RW:    Where do you live?

D:       For now, on Sempervia, a planet far across the galaxy from home.

RW:    During what time-period does your story take place?

A.                    Your Earth year 4536 AD. For us, it's Sempervian year 1.

RW:    How are you coping with the conflict in your life?

D:       Just because I've been exiled with only the clothing on my back and am one of only a dozen people out of cryostasis (among half a million), doesn't mean I have conflict. My egotistical, narcissist brother doesn't bother me at all. Nor does my overbearing, insufferable father, or my cowardly, whatever-you-say-dear mother. No. I'm quite happy. (Eye roll.)

RW:    What is your secret guilty pleasure?

D:       Clean clothing and soap. How I miss hot water!

RW:    If you were stranded on a tropical island, who would it be with? You can choose any living, deceased or mythical figure.

D:      My dear, I'm already stranded on a place far worse than that. I'm glad it's with Armand and Philippe, two eight-feet-tall twin brothers who do literally everything together. (Smiles.) Including me.

RW:    Cherries or Bananas? Leather or lace? Black or red? Mud Bath or Oily Massage?

D:      Cherries. Leather. Black. Oily massage. Yes. Oh, yes...

RW:    If you came with a warning label, what would it say?

D:       Does not suffer fools.

RW:    Satin, Egyptian cotton, jersey, flannel… What are your favorite sheets?

D:       Satin. After all, someone else should be washing them and making the bed. If I had to do it, cotton.

RW:    Hunky heroes or average Joe?

D:       The hunkier the better.

RW:    Party life or quiet dinner for two?

D:       Party. Every night. All night.

RW:   Those are all the questions I have for you. Thank you for speaking to me.

D:     You're welcome. It's high time someone actually listened to me. Usually, everyone wants to talk to my brother. This was nice. It's good to be appreciated. (Glares at brother.) For a change.



Kayelle Allen did a tour in the US Navy, where she climbed around airplanes (on the ground, thankfully) fixing black boxes that helped pilots find their way home.

She wrote her first science fiction novel at eighteen and to this day, it's hidden under the bed, where she vows it will remain. Gems from it, however, launched several series in her galaxy-wide universe of stories.

From childhood, Kayelle was the victim of an overactive imagination and inherited the Irish gift of gab from her mother. From her father, she got a healthy respect for mechanical things.

No wonder she writes Science Fiction and Fantasy peopled with misbehaving robots, mythic heroes, role playing immortal gamers, and warriors who purr. She's been married so long she's tenured.

Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire

The Plot

When the immortal Pietas is marooned on a barren world with no food and few survival tools, he knows it could be worse. He could be alone. But that's the problem. He's not.

Half a million of his people sleep in cryostasis, trapped inside their pods and it's up to Pietas to free them. He can't release one at a time. It's all or nothing. He's facing over five hundred thousand hungry, thirsty, homeless immortals who will call on him for rescue and he has no way to answer.

It's not all bad. The beautiful telepathic warrior he's loved for lifetimes is at his side. He's bonded with a sentient panther. He hates humans but the one dumped on this planet with him has become a trusted friend.

Before Pietas can build shelter, figure out how to grow food, or set up a government, he must take back command from a ruthless enemy he's fought for centuries. His brutal, merciless father.

Immortals may heal, but a wound of the heart lasts forever...

An Excerpt:

In this scene, told from the point of view of Pietas (Dessy's twin brother) we can see how poorly the twins get along. Pietas has completed a ritual in which he paints on a mask. Because he had nothing to use, he's pretended to do so, and Dessy, jealous of not being the one to perform the ritual with him, takes action.

Dessy slid one fingertip across an area below one of his eyes. "There." She dusted off her hands. "That's better."

"What did you do?"

"Since you didn't have a real partner for your ritual, I fixed your mask." She shot him a humorless, sneering smile. "You missed a spot."

Ire flooded Pietas. He gripped Dessy's wrist and yanked her to him.

The shock on her face gave way to indignation. "Let go!" She jerked her arm but he held her fast. She shoved him.

He didn't budge, refusing to let her win.

She bombarded him with her empathic senses. The melee of anger and rage stung worse than an ice storm, but pain had never stopped him. "I'm warning you, Pietas. Let go of me!"

"Or what?" He shot back his own and added a trickle of Wilt, a demand for surrender. "You'll tell Daddy?"

Her inborn Ultra gift of Compulsion pushed at his mind, willing Pietas to release her. His sister had mastered the ability as a toddler. He'd been four before he grasped the concept. Seven before he'd mastered it.

But he'd been born immune.
She blasted him with a wall of outrage. Again, it hurt. A human would crumple before such an attack. His sister had once knocked half a squad unconscious without so much as one weapon.

Pietas continued to grip her wrist. It was an effort. She used every trick soldiers knew, but failed to free herself. Though she could resist Beguile by others, she never knew when he used it.

To Dessy and the others, he stood there, passive, gripping her wrist with one hand. In reality, he gripped her with both and barely held her.

She could have gained her freedom without difficulty, but she believed otherwise. Hardly fair of him, but Dessy never fought fair unless forced. Winning is everything. That was her motto. His was Honor. Always.

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Sunday, June 03, 2018

Graham White of Learning to be Little by Kathryn R. Blake @KRBwrites #BDSM, #Erotic Romance, #Spanking,

RW:    Graham, I’ve heard you’ve taken a new girl under your wing. Can you tell us a little about her?

GW:    I don’t like talking about my girls behind their backs, but Kelly already talked to you, so I don’t believe I’ll be divulging any confidences. I discovered Kelly Franklin attempting to sell her body as she walked the streets of New York. I watched her for a while and decided she was in dire need of a protector. So, I made her an offer I was convinced she wouldn’t refuse.

RW:    Where do you live?

GW:    I live in a highrise apartment building on the east side of the city.

RW:    If money was no object, where would you most like to live?

GW:    Money isn’t an object for me, so I’m living exactly where I want to live.

RW:    The east side of New York City is an expensive place to live. Even if money isn’t an issue, I suspect your life isn’t worry free. So, how do you overcome any problems that arise?

GW:    My problems revolve around the relationships I have in my life and what I expect from the young women I bring home with me. I have a strong desire to guide and protect adult little girls. I do my best to be honest about the temporariness of our association upfront, but even brutal truthfulness doesn’t truly address the problem.

RW:    Do you consider Kelly as part of your problem, or will she be the solution?

GW:    Kelly isn’t a problem by herself, but I expect she will create a scene when it’s time for her to strike out on her own. She’s a lovely young woman who needs a strong man in her life. A younger man. Don’t misunderstand me. I’m not looking for a solution since the problems that develop between me and my “daughters” are part and parcel of what I seek in a relationship.

RW:   Your preference for transitory relationships with the women in your life must create severe conflicts at times. How do you cope?

GW:    The conflicts inherent in breaking off a relationship are intense by their very nature, though some of the girls are happier to leave than others. I love all my girls, and I only bring home those whom I think will work out. That’s not to say that we don’t have skirmishes from time to time. Should they choose to challenge my authority, and at some point they all usually do, I won’t hesitate to put a snarky female over my knee for a long, hard spanking.

RW:    Oh. I see. So, if you came with a warning label, what would it say?

GW:    Warning: comes with an expiration date.

RW:    Do you view your life and relationships as a secret guilty pleasure?

GW:    Being a daddy to an adult little girl isn’t a relationship most people understand or accept. So, I keep that part of my life private by necessity. I receive more than pleasure from taking care of a Little. In fact, being their daddy is my reason for being.

That said, If I could change my preferences, I’d undoubtedly marry Kelly even though I’m not sure either of us would be happy in a long-term relationship. So, for her happiness and mine, I think it’s best if we part when the time is right. However, it’s far from right at this point in time.

Even so, I doubt I will ever marry because I desire an adult daughter, not a partner or a wife.

RW:    Those are all the questions I have for you. Thank you for speaking with me.

GW:    Thank you for inviting me.

Kathryn R. Blake


Learning to be Little: Kelly’s Story is Kathryn R. Blake’s seventh novel with Blushing Books, first age-play story, and second BDSM romance. Although Kathryn is relatively new to the spanking romance market, she is not new to stories where the hero spanks the heroine. In fact, most of her novels have some sort of spanking in them. However, even in Kathryn’s novels where the hero firmly believes in using spanking as a deterrent, he has no desire to cause the heroine injury and takes no delight in hurting the woman of his heart.

To date, all of her heroes are dominant, alpha males who are extremely protective of the women they love. However, part of that protectiveness includes the need for a certain amount of control. They do not suffer defiance or disobedience lightly. Even so, these men aren’t infallible, and they do make mistakes, but love and respect will always triumph in the end.

Since Kathryn enjoyed writing romances at a young age, she joined RWA in the early 1980s. In addition to writing, Kathryn enjoys traveling, reading, attending the theatre, and is a passionate lover of animals, so much so that in 2015 a stray cat adopted her. The stray now sleeps in Kathryn’s bed. She has also recently taken up the expensive hobby of making and selling jewelry.

Her personal website,, is filled with photos and links about her many interests. She loves to hear from her readers, so she has an e-mail link at the bottom of every page. Her naughty blog contains snippets and excerpts from all her books as well as those from other authors in the genre.


The Plot:

After a bleak childhood in foster care, Kelly’s growing mistrust has her running away again and again. Homeless and penniless, with no relatives to harbor her and a penchant for escaping her caretakers, Kelly is finally handed over to one of the few parish orphanages remaining in existence until she turns eighteen, when she is released.

Possessing only a little money, few skills, and even fewer resources, Kelly’s attempts at job hunting end up with her prowling the streets in desperation—until a wealthy stranger makes her a proposition she is too cold and hungry to refuse. Though it isn’t until he takes her home that she realizes just what she’s gotten herself into.

Publisher’s Note: This book contains elements of power exchange, and dynamics of age-play as well as discipline. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

An Excerpt:

Kelly placed her fingers on his palm and let him lead her down the hall to her new bedroom.

In direct contrast to the living area, and hallway, which were primarily decorated in chrome, glass, and leather, this room had all the frills and lace of a young miss’s pink palace. Beginning to get the impression she would indeed be kept as a little girl, Kelly looked about her with unease.

All the furniture in the room had small bows and flowers attached in some way. The white dresser and night table were so shiny, she wondered if they had been coated with vinyl. The Cinderella bed, which dominated the room, was a little girl’s fantasy come true. He’d encased a twin-sized bed in a pumpkin-shaped, golden-metal carriage frame complete with a fully decorated crown on top which had a light, sheer canopy draping from it. The mattress was raised off the floor by ornately finished steel scrollwork wheels connected to a curved rococo metal head and footboard, so it stood level with Kelly’s waist. She’d have to take a running leap to climb into it.

In addition to the ostentatious princess bed, there was an adult-sized carousel-style rocking horse set in the corner along with a super-sized padded rocking chair and a variety of stuffed animals, dolls, and children’s picture books perched on inset shelves. The room also featured two comfy-looking pink velvet upholstered armchairs. All in all, the chamber was fit for a young royal with the exception of two other pieces that caused the tiny hairs at the back of Kelly’s neck to rise. He had added an adult-sized high chair and an oversized baby-changing station. What the…

“What are those?” she asked, pointing at the unusual equipment as though they’d been marked with the sign of the devil and stood dripping in blood.

“Ah, those. Well, there may come a time when I choose to treat you as I would an infant.”

Kelly frowned. “You’ll make me wear a diaper and sit in a high chair?”

“Yes. I will, among other things. Now, I suggest we—”


“You should never interrupt Daddy when he’s talking, pumpkin. You’ll get spanked if you do it again. First thing we need—”

“But, how can I—” Kelly wasn’t permitted another word before he wrapped his arm about her waist and bent her over. Whack.

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