Yvonne’s Ice Dragon Lounge

About a year ago, I made the decision to leave Facebook behind. Mainly because the app lost its appeal for me once it became shrouded in negativity and drama. But that has been the case with every social media platform. So, after having a conversation with a fellow author, I headed back to FB.

However, instead of hanging out on my regular FB page, I created a group—a safe place where I can engage with my readers and fellow authors, called Yvonne’s Ice Dragon Lounge.

Slogan: What happens in the Lounge stays in the Lounge.

I know it’s cheesy, but it’s the only phrase that came to mind when I thought about what I’ll be sharing in the Lounge.

Now, in this group, I’m not going to have a spam fest and post book promotions every day. I want it to be a fun spot, somewhere we can laugh and share the things we like.

The group won’t be anything like my fan page. It’s going to be a totally different environment.

You can join by scanning the QR Code or clicking the button below.

To Plan or Not to Plan

At the tail end of last year, I made a promise to myself. That promise was to set a schedule and stick to it by any means necessary.

Time to get my ADHD in control!

So, I bought a planner, a bunch of pretty and shiny stickers, then got to planning. It has been a life-changer! In short, planning my day-to-day schedule has become an obsession. But this is a good obsession—at least I think it is, or more so, that’s what I tell myself.

Having a physical planner staring me in the face every day makes it almost impossible to avoid the task I set for myself. That’s Almost with a capital A. You see, I’m obsessed with checking off all the items on my daily to-do list. So, I have become a wacky planner fanatic. What’s crazy is many fellow authors tried to get me to join the planner crew years ago. But I figured since I was already extremely busy, I did need to add anything else to my daily duties.

Boy, was I wrong. 🙂

Ready for February!

Update to Website!

Hi there!

Long time no post, right? I’ve been super busy as of late, which is a good thing. It means the words are getting written! I’ve revised my writing schedule to make room for weekly postings. Hopefully, I’ll stick with it. I have my fingers crossed.

The IDP team and I have revamped my website to make the buying experience more enjoyable. There is now an “add to cart” option and a smoother checkout process. If you have any suggestions on making it even better, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me.

While we were updating the website, something extraordinary happened!

I ordered 20 print books of Raven’s Seduction. 10 glossy covers and 10 matte covers. That’s usually what I sell in a 4-month span.

Well, the day we set up the product page, all 20 of those books got sold out! There are 13 in backorder. Squee! This has never happened to me before. Not sure what’s going on in the universe, but I certainly appreciate the support.

I instantly ordered more. So as soon as Raven Seduction is back in stock, I’ll drop another post. In the meantime, it’s available on Amazon for immediate purchase.

My swaggy goodies are coming in, slowly but surely. I’m packing books and gifts as we speak.

It’s going to be an exciting trip to the post office!

Although many things have changed on my website, some things remain the same. You can still download free sample reads. You can also read excerpts on the product pages. Just select “Read More” under the IDP Bookstore option on the bar menu.

Also, if you’re not signed up to my newsletter, now would be a good time to do that. From here on out, anytime a new release is about to drop, a sample read, or more so a sneak peek, will be offered to my subscribers before the title goes live.

Well, that’s it for now.

Until next time, have a fabulous week, my friends!

A New Look

Welcome to March!

I hope you had a great February!
Honestly, I can’t believe we allowed March to return after what she did at the barbecue last year. Let’s hope that she’s better behaved this year. *grin*
To celebrate our journey into March–my blog and website have undergone construction. And now they have a brand new look!
The two large cherry blossoms in my front yard have reached their full bloom, which lets me know that spring is in the air. This is by far my favorite time of the year. The balmy warm weather, the gentle breeze, and the drifting petals from the sakura trees fill me with all kinds of delight. I wanted my website and blog to convey that wonderful feeling. Hopefully, I succeeded!

Take a gander and let me know what you think.

By the way…an announcement of a new release is right around the corner.
Stay tuned!

DESIGNING LOVE, Live on Google Play #IRRomance #ASMSG #IARTG

A few days ago, Google extended an invitation for me to join Google Play. I’m excited about this because the more platforms my books are offered on, the better for the readers. Due to my tight writing schedule, I won’t be adding them all in one day. Instead, I’ll add one every other day. Then I’ll post it to let you know it’s available.

Thanks for being my motivation to write.

The pounding beat of the hard rock music vibrated through the vehicle, adding to the firestorm raging within her core. 

Josephine clutched her thighs together and shifted in the leather seat, hoping to God the feeling would go away, but the longer she sat there next to him, the worse it became.

Dammit, why didn’t I take a cab? 

On every inhale, she couldn’t help but breathe him in. He smelled so damn good. His cologne, combined with his natural scent, enticed her senses, and made her mouth water for a taste of him. 

She kept taking shifty glances at his masculine hands and long fingers as they gripped the steering wheel. Feverish, she wrung her hands together in her lap, fighting the need to slip her fingers between her thighs and heal the ache dangling on the edge of her clit.

Ahhh, this is torture!!!

“You okay?” 

“Uh-huh, sure, yeah I’m fine,” she murmured nervously, diverting her gaze out the window. “My first time riding in a Land Rover. I used to hate the exterior design of them, all boxy like. But uh, it’s nicer than I expected.” 

“Thanks, I guess.”

She couldn’t even look at him. Best she didn’t. He had a wicked way of sucking her into the deep blue fantasy in his eyes. It was too dangerous of a place to be, a place where she could easily lose herself in a heat of passion. Damn him! It wasn’t fair he had this kind of effect on her, especially when she tried so hard to stay on the right path. 

“Here we go.” The vehicle pulled to a stop at the entrance of the hotel.

“Thanks for the ride,” she uttered quickly.

She went for the handle in an attempt to make a run for it. Before she could escape, he latched onto her wrist, forcing her to turn and look at him. 

Inky curls hung loosely over his forehead, enhancing his sex appeal. God, why?

“I know this goes against what we discussed, but I just… I want to spend a little time with you, get to know you. And where we go from there, I don’t know, let’s―let’s just leave it to fate. I like you a lot Josephine, and I truly hope you feel the same way about me.” His eyes were so sincere, so hopeful

Dammit, she had almost made it out of the vehicle. She closed her eyes for a brief moment to steady her thoughts, to think of something to say that didn’t involve the words, fuck me, please.

“Don’t make this any harder than it already is. Like I said before, I’m in a relationship and this would onlyI just can’t.” She gently twisted her wrist from his grip. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

She darted out of the vehicle, leaving his alluring scent behind. He called after her, but she didn’t dare turn around. The fever he engendered rolled down her body in waves, causing her to break out in a cold sweat. 

Without hailing the doorman, she ran up the entrance steps and through the open glass doors. She hurried past the lounge area to the elevators. The sliding doors opened, welcoming her in, but she hesitated to enter. 

She didn’t want to go back to her room all worked up like this. She needed to clear her head, to think of something, anything other than him. She needed… a stiff drink.

Scampering from the bank of elevators, she retraced her steps then made a sharp right turn to the bar. Neon lights haloed the handsome bartender like he was the God of Liquor and Spirits.

“Sapphire martini, no, two shots of Vanilla cognac, uhm, no wait… Better yet, hook me up with a glass of Johnnie Walker Blue, on the rocks. Josephine Burnett, room eight fourteen. Charge it please.” 

“Yes ma’am!” The bartender flashed a megawatt smile as he prepared her drink.

Clutching the chilled glass, she rushed to an empty booth in the far right corner, away from the packed bar. No matter how hard she tried to slow her erratic breathing, it wouldn’t settle. She took a much-needed swallow of her chosen beverage. The burning liquid added fuel to the fire already blazing within her. 

God, she wanted him so badly, more than she’d ever wanted anyone. 

This was crazy. She loved Terry and would never cheat on him. Never! He was her first and only man. No one had ever touched her body but him, and no one else would!

Maybe if she called and heard his voice, it’d put an end to this crazy desire flooding her body. Doubtful, but she had to try something.

She looked to her side for her trusty handbag to seek out her phone. It wasn’t there! Where… Oh no. “Shit.” In her haste to get away from Devon, she’d left her bag sitting in the backseat. 

Double shit! 

Frantic, she slid to the edge of the booth, ready to make a mad dash through the bar, when all of a sudden her Louis Vuitton bag was placed on the table in front of her.

Reluctantly, she looked up to meet with those metallic blue eyes. His lids half-mast and chest heaving, he stared down at her. Everything blurred around him. 

With her hand plastered across her rapid thumping heart, she dropped her eyes to his hand. He still had a tight hold on the handle of her purse. His fingers slowly unfurled. The same fingers she wanted stroking her skin, teasing her clit, thrusting deep inside of her dewy entrance. She bristled and shook her head. Too late, the images were lodged deep in her mind.

“Dammit, Devon,” she pushed out on a heavy sigh.

His audible gulp sliced through the clamor of the bar. “You’re welcome.”

He turned to leave. Without thought, she reached out and grabbed his wrist. As she tugged on him, his pulse raced beneath her fingers. 

“Yes?” Hand braced on the edge of the table, he squatted to be eye level with her. “What is it, Josephine?” 

Please, you beautiful sexy man, don’t make me say it, she begged with her eyes.

Somewhere along the way, she must have picked up telepathy because he simply nodded and raised his keys. “Let me turn my Rover over to the valet. I’ll be right back.”

Author Yvonne Nicolas © 2018 

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I Have My Own Online Bookstore, Thanks to Amazon. #IndieAuthor #rankstripping #ASMSG

The war on erotic romance continues!

Erotic Romance and Erotica authors are being censored, yet again. Like many of my fellow authors, Amazon has stripped the ranking on some of my titles due to their erotic content. They are making these titles difficult to find, which means we lose potential readers. We received no warning of this as a professional courtesy. Our books just disappeared from the mass catalog, like they never existed.

This is heartbreaking and unfair.

But there’s a way the readers can help!

Did you know I have my own online bookstore?

Click on the image below to check it out!

In all honesty, I would’ve launched my bookstore regardless of Amazon’s ranking adjustment. I created it without Amazon in mind. My thoughts were on the readers. However, being that Amazon is the biggest ebook distributor around–the same distributor who is hiding some of my titles–this makes my online bookstore necessary. And this is the case with many of my fellow indie authors.

The best way to get around this unfortunate turn of events and to support your favorite author is to find out if you can purchase their novel from their website. I’ll be posting some of those websites on my FB Author Page this weekend. Swing by and find a new erotic romance author to support. 

**UPDATE: I just received word that Amazon returned the bestseller ranks to some of my titles. I’m not sure if I should be relieved or nervous about what’s next. They sure do know how to keep us on our toes.

Anywho… Back to writing. *smooches*

Thanks For Reading!

My New Website is Now Live! #YNWrites #ASMSG

After a month of struggling with a new layout, www.YvonneNicolas.com is finally ready. Creating this website tossed a huge wrench in my writing schedule, but now after seeing the final result, I’d say it was worth it.

Here are some benefits of the new site:

  • It has a new sexy design!

  • Every page is available in all languages

  • My eBooks can be purchased directly from the website (Using PayPal)

  • Autographed print books can also be purchased from the website (Using PayPal)

  • Each book has their own page to explore

  • And the website is easier to navigate

Come celebrate with me by clicking on any of the images in this post and taking a look around my new place. There are still a few tweaks to make here and there but for the most part, it’s ready for your viewing pleasure.

Enjoy!

And thank you for reading!

Haunted by my Characters #ASMSG #IndieAuthor #amwriting

I confess, I stumbled off the beaten path, and my characters punished me for it.

When I first started writing, there were 2 characters who were my driving force. Rayne and Demetri—my dark angels, my beautiful muses.

Sure, I created other stories. One novel was even published before the Dragon Queen Series was brought to the public, but Rayne and Demetri were the beginning of it all. They sparked my gift of writing and compelled me to reach for my pen and connect it to paper, and later they were the reason my fingers stroked the keys.

Before I continue, I have to say I have the greatest readers in the world. I may not get a chance to always reply back to the messages sent due to my tight writing schedule, but I read them and I appreciate them. You guys will not hesitate to give me feedback and let me know how much you love my writing and my characters. That means a lot to me.

When the Carnal Diaries series came about, the readers loved it and they begged for more. You know me, I aim to please. I received more feedback from that series than the Dragon Queen series. As a result, Carnal Diaries gained all of my attention.

Now the feedback wasn’t the only reason I committed to the series. As most of you know, the Carnal Diaries series are short stories. Therefore, it takes me less time to write them. In addition to that, they generate more sales.

Those facts alone hindered my focus. I became wrapped up in making more money than satisfying the nagging within. And there was definitely a nagging.

In short, The Dragon Queen Series fell by my waist side. It wasn’t pulling in bigger bank and I wasn’t getting a lot of reviews on it, so I figured it wouldn’t be missed if I set it aside for a while and concentrated on what the readers desired.

Well, I was sorely mistaken.

It’s been a looong time since I’ve had a character visit me in my dreams. Sometimes I remember them coming to me, sometimes I don’t. However, when it started to happen again, I was forced to pay attention.

Let me tell you why.

At first, it was random sightings.

I was on this terrifying roller-coaster ride with Chris Pratt. I couldn’t get off of it and the ride wouldn’t stop. It had these crazy, steep drops and insane loop de-loops that scared the crap out of me. While Chris was having a great time, laughing and shouting, I was screaming for my life and holding my pee. Every time the roller-coaster car approached the platform where we were supposed to get off and let others on, it would slow down, but not stop.

Demetri would appear, looking overwhelmingly beautiful as he is. He wouldn’t say anything, or give me an expression of anger or contempt. No, he would just stand there, staring at me. It gave me such an eerie feeling. Although, he wasn’t near the controls, I knew he was the reason the car wouldn’t stop. He was the reason I couldn’t get off.

That was night #1 I woke up in a cold sweat. But I didn’t think nothing of it. I just looked at it as a bad dream…

Until it happened again.

About a week later, I was at a party with Jason Statham. (Yes, celebrities often visit me in my dreams. Don’t judge.) He introduced me to different people, but none of them had faces. What was weird is, seeing the people without faces didn’t seem like anything out of the norm, which was strange in itself. Jason stepped away to get drinks. I started dancing, even though there wasn’t any music playing. The scene changed and lights dimmed. I was still surrounded by people, but they were just shadows now. Demetri appeared out of thin air, like he always does.

I asked him, “What are you doing here?” I’m not sure if it’s something I self-consciously wanted to ask him, but that’s what came out of my mouth.

Without saying a word, he took my hand and pulled me close. He played in my hair, just ran his fingers from the root to the tips in a seductive manner. I’m thinking, damn, D is about to get sexy with me. Truth is, I have absolutely no problem with that. It’s not like he hasn’t gotten sexy with me before. In the heat of the moment, he suddenly gripped my hair and yanked my head back, HARD. And then, HE BIT ME! And it hurt, like really hurt.

Muthafucka got me bleeding…! He knows I’m anemic. Why would he do that? Was he trying to kill me?

I woke up, holding my neck, sweating like crazy. Like, what the eff? The thing about Demetri is, his bite is not painful, unless, he wants it to be painful. That’s when I knew he was super pissed at me. Uh-ohh…

It was almost 4 o’clock in the morning. I ran downstairs to my office and flipped open my laptop. I wrote a chapter in the current WIP for the Dragon Queen Series. Then I hopped over to my WIP in the Carnal Diaries Series since it was almost done. Might as well finish it since I’m wide awake, right? I stayed up until it was time to send my oldest son off to school. After I got him on the bus, I laid back down to catch up on the sleep I missed out on.

Why the hell did I do that? I should’ve been afraid to sleep after that last unexpected visit, but I was soo tired.

Anywho, I closed my eyes and found myself in the Walking Dead world. *sigh* This time, my hubby was in the dream, with me, Daryl and Rick. We were trapped in a stranger’s house, surrounded by walkers. It was a pretty big house, almost like a mansion. We had it boarded up and fenced in, but considering the walkers’ increasing numbers, we wouldn’t be able to stay there for long. The men were locked in a debate on our next course of action. My hubby thought we should make a run for it. Rick wanted to hold down the fort and buy our time until we had no other choice but to run. And Daryl wanted fight off as many walkers as we could to lessen their numbers.

Outside the house, I heard the sound of blades slicing through flesh. I thought it was Michonne, or at least I hoped it was her. I looked through the window, and nope, it wasn’t her.

It was Demetri, and Rayne. They were plowing the field, chopping up walkers left, right and center. Body parts and blood was everywhere. I got scared ‘cause I already know I’m on Demetri’s shit list and if he’s pissed at me, I was 100% sure Rayne was pissed at me too.

I tried to get the guys attention to let them know a bigger threat was in our front lawn, but they were too engrossed in their argument. I kept thinking, when Rayne and Demetri were done with the walkers, who are they going to turn their blades on next? With that being the case, I knew they were coming in to kill us all, and they were most likely going to start with me. It was like some weird nightmarish Dragon Queen series/the Walking Dead crossover. I wanted out of it! I forced myself to wake up before things could get worse. Well, in truth, my full bladder forced me to wake up.

So, from that day on, I’ve been giving the Dragon Queen Series my full attention. Mainly because I don’t want my characters to murder me in my sleep. 😉

This series is close to my heart, so I’ve been busting my ass trying to make it perfect. I’ve even neglected my blog, as many of you have noticed. That’s how hard I’ve been grinding. I refuse to serve microwaved novels. That’s something you will never get from me. I rather take my time and do it right or not do it at all.

With that said… to those of you who are wondering the fate of the DQ series, and for those of you who have been sending me messages begging for the next book, I promise you, it’s coming like a wild firestorm.

The question is, are you ready for it?

I’m introducing new characters, and fleshing out old ones for the readers who desire to know more about the guardians and all of the characters that make the Dragon Queen Series so dynamic and diverse.

Thank you for your patience, and thank you for your support. Stay tuned!

“Without faith, we are nothing.” ~ Demetri Bithanos