My website’s undergoing some changes as I receive rights back to books and have to remove links and such from my website. It’s a big job so please be patient with me.
Completely safe for work.
Today I got the rights back to Taken, my first book. Bittersweet feeling. On one hand, it hurts to know that it’s no longer available. On the other hand, this gives me a push to look at the stories again and maybe revisit the world of the raedjour. (And isn’t it sad that I had to go look up how to spell that? *shakes head at self*)
So, in that spirit, let’s take a look at this guy who introduced himself to me today.
Keep in mind that I’m doing much of this from my admittedly faulty memory. I haven’t actually read the books in awhile and I’ve got some research to do to refresh my memory of my own world. But I think I’m pretty close to my own rules.
©2018 Jet Mykles
Solander crouched 30 feet from the entrance to the cave. The dust and gravel between him and the opening glowed with the rays of dawn’s light, but even those weak spears of illumination burned his eyes. Continue reading Bit of Fiction – Solander (Dark Elves)
Something a little bit different. Completely safe for work.
©2018 Jet Mykles
She didn’t like him, she didn’t trust him and she certainly didn’t think he was gorgeous. Right. And if she kept telling herself that maybe she’d believe it. Eventually. Continue reading Fiction – Not Him
I haven’t done one of these in a very long while. It’s mostly safe for work.
Not sure about the world. This one literally came to me as I wrote it. Any editorial errors are all mine. Enjoy!
©2018 Jet Mykles
Roland’s dark brows lowered. “Come. Here.”
Hands dug deep in his pockets, Dean lowered his head and slunk across the polished stone floor toward his master. He didn’t stop until he saw the shine of expensive black shoes. If he didn’t already know he was in trouble, the bounce of the toe of the shoe of one crossed leg told him. He stopped and kept his head down, his face shielded by the shiny curls of his gold hair. That was going to annoy Roland too. His master liked his hair just long enough to grab but not enough to brush his shoulders. It was beyond that now.
“Look at me.” Continue reading Fiction – Up Top (mostly SFW)
You know what I mean? The guys who go beyond rubbing you the wrong way. The guys you want to kick or punch just for being an ass. The ones, as I asked, who make your teeth itch to bite them, and not in the sexy good way. Continue reading What Kind of Heroes Make Your Teeth Itch?
Since I’m considering my self-pub options now that Loose Id is closing its doors, I decided I should reread some of them. After all, in the case of Dark Elves 1, I wrote that about 13 years ago (2005). So, yeah, I may have written it but I don’t remember all the details because I haven’t actually read it for years.
Valentine’s Day is coming up. It’s also my anniversary with the man in my life. 22 years. Doesn’t seem possible. I love you, honey!
But, even though I’ve got my own hero, I write romance so I’ve naturally considered, analyzed and fantasized about many different heroes. Through 30+ published stories, I’ve shared a number with my readers.
And I’ve come to the conclusion that I like my heroes flawed. Continue reading The Flawed Hero
For those who haven’t heard, Loose Id will be closing its doors in May of this year. This is huge for me. Dark Elves 1: Taken, my first published book, was release by Loose Id in 2005. Since then, I’ve published 37 stories with them. I’ve learned so much about myself in that time. From my darkly raunchy escapades in the fantasy world of a goddess and her elves through menages with shifters and witches and into homosexual rock stars, I’ve shared all sorts of romances and have been lucky enough to find an audience that enjoys reading them.
I’m not sure what I’m going to do now. Continue reading It’s a New Year and Things are going to Change
So here’s the deal. It didn’t decide to write the Rose Family Chronicles on a whim. To be honest, I didn’t particularly want to write it. While I’ve read them, historicals aren’t my favorite. Too many rules. Too many things that have to happen to match up to reality. Those of you who’ve read my books might have gotten the hint that I’m not all that fond of reality. I’m big on escapism. Continue reading Historical writing is hard!
Stress is an amazing thing. You — or, at least, I, since I don’t really know what anyone else feels — don’t always feel it. Then sometimes it’s all you feel. It works its way into everything you do and affects things that you might not think it would or should. It becomes your outlook and it’s hard to see past it.
For those of you who think I might be going a bit slow on the writing lately — like the past four or so years — blame it on stress. Continue reading Life Stresses