Sweet Torture from Silent Screams

Happy Friday, you beautiful people! What a perfect day to announce that the edgy tale, SILENT SCREAMS is now available in print! “Torn between the whispering darkness and the divine light, can Rayne save mankind from the rise of evil?” Purchase Silent Screams in print on CreateSpace Purchase Silent Screams in print on Amazon For... Continue Reading →

Breathe Her In

I can’t help it I can’t help but breathe her in Consume her on every inhale Swallow her moans With the breath of her soul, she tempts me Compels me Seduces me And leaves the taste of her passion on my tongue   Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2013

In the Mind of a Dom

Hello, my lovelies. Happy Hump Day! Today, I want to step into the world of submission. The wonderful thing about being a Dom is manipulating the power of mental foreplay. As many of you already know, or I hope you know, the brain is the strongest sexual organ there is. Once you captivate the mind,... Continue Reading →

Forever Lovers

Rose petals cling to our naked flesh as we unite, my umber tone intertwined with his peachy complexion. Fingers caressing my sensitive pearl, he repeatedly fills my hungry pussy, binding my body to his in heated passion. The delicious scent of our ecstasy permeates the air. I am his, he is mine. Forever lovers caught... Continue Reading →

777 Challenge

Happy Monday, folks! My girl, Nichelle Gregory tagged me on the 777 challenge, to share 7 lines of my WIP and I’m happy to accept. I was asked to go to page 7 or 77 of my manuscript and count down 7 lines, then post the next 7. After that, I was asked to name... Continue Reading →

Gift of Persuasion

Gift of Persuasion Sheila smiled as soon as they walked into the building. “A male gay club? Really, Trevor? Why’d you bring me here?” She looked over at her maker. His fangs descended as his devilish green eyes glazed over in feverish lust. The wave of his open desire whipped through her like raging storm.... Continue Reading →

Black Butterfly

She is so much more than a woman… A figure of strength… An object of my affection… She isn’t just a means to satisfy my manly urges. No. She is my soul mate… My queen… My black butterfly. Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

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