They Call Me Mello will be my second self-published novel and my 15th self-published story!! What started off as me not knowing anything about self-publishing evolved into a journey in understanding the process which has resulted in a catalogue of stories I love and am very proud to offer to readers. For Mello’s story, I wanted to think outside of the box. I love the genre of romance, urban and erotic romance, so I wanted to stay in that lane but veer off a little, and I did that while writing They Call Me Mello.
I’m so excited to reveal the cover for my next release, They Call Me Mello. This story is a spinoff of my series No Fraternizing where Mello first made his appearance in book 2 and 3.
In the near future, I’ll publish a post on here on what to expect from his story. But for now, here is the cover and synopsis.
Here we go…
This story is the next short story to be sent exclusively to BK Insiders.
Last month, I decided to close the list after an incident. Moving forward, I will offer the option of joining every once in a while. Today is that once in a while lol.
Sign up before midnight and receive two short stories, An Unexpected Love and He Played Me, which will be delivered to your inbox when you join. You’ll also get this new story, 3 In The Morning, tomorrow, 4/4.
Please Note: After midnight, interested subscribers who sign up will be waitlisted and will be added to the list when it reopens. You will not be able to receive the two free short stories when the list reopens if you are added to the list after being waitlisted.
Let’s try something a little different, shall we??
I wrote my first sex scene by accident. It was in college, sophomore year. My characters… they just wanted to do a little more than just kiss that night. So, I went with the flow, let them do their thing and what resulted was something hot! And it was love at first type.
In high school, when I wasn’t acting a fool with friends, I spent a lot of my time writing short stories in a black and white composition notebook. I didn’t consider them to be short stories. They didn’t follow the typical format of a short story but they weren’t diaries either. To me, I was writing what I saw in my mind.
The stories were always cutesy little boy meets girl type tales but the urban version with comedic vibes. I liked the quirky flawed girl storylines, a lot. The highlight for me were the kissing scenes with the guys who she would consider way out of her league. I used to write the hell out of a kissing scene! Around that time, I read a few books by romance authors but my genre of choice was suspense, thrillers.
Edgar Allen Poe’s shorts were my thing. When I wasn’t reading his stuff, I was sneaking peeks at Zane’s anthologies. I am in love with erotic fiction but I got a thing for suspense, it’s like my side boo… even till this day… especially in movies. I add a little suspense in my erotic fiction but it’s subtle and appears in the form of twists most of the time. In fact, in my subscriber only story I’m releasing in a few days (you can read about that drama surrounding that here if you care to), there’s some suspense weaved into the storyline.
About two years ago, I participated in a short story contest. Submitting my story created a domino effect for me, resulting in me challenging myself every month since then to write a short story off the top of my head. It’s a challenge because I’m all about planning out my stories and creating outlines before typing a single word.
For the contest, writers were asked to write a short story, under 900 words, using a prompt and the story had to be written fresh with little errors… in one day. I was so stressed that day and almost didn’t submit what I’d written. I’ve participated in this contest at least three times, always feeling like I should just give up midway.
But I did, submit, and that time I won, placing first under another pen name… and I’m posting that story here today.
They loved it… but can I keep your attention when there’s 0% intimacy involved? Let me know!
Yesterday, I sent out an email to my BK Insiders List subscribers about an exclusive free short story I was sending their way. If you are familiar with my writing, you know that writing and posting short stories at no charge is something I do often. As I’ve explained on my blog where most of my short stories go, writing shorts helps me exercise my writing muscle, a.k.a. my brain. It also helps with taking a break from writing my novellas since writing a book can be taxing.
I don’t get any money from my blog. I don’t host ads for a reason because it really is a place where I can post freely and creatively. And I don’t sell my books here… yet.
What’s it like looking for love in a hook-up culture? This was the question I asked myself while being nosy. I was sitting next to a 20-something woman when she received a text that simply read, “wyd.” I wasn’t trying to look and my eyesight sucks, so I’m not even sure how I was able to read that, but I did lol. My eyes just literally went there on their own ??♀️, I promise. Anyway she rolled her eyes at the message and put her phone away and from her reaction I was inspired to write a story. I’m not sure if she ever responded. I don’t even know if the text came from someone she’s been intimate with. But the idea for the story came to mind and here is the result. I’ve had this photo saved in my photo inspo stash and thought it was perfect to build on the story I had. I wrote this during that bus ride and forced myself to only edit it twice. I’m a serial perfectionist so the latter is a struggle for me, but I write these stories with no outline, zero character development, and less editing to challenge myself… but I digress.
This month, I have a couple more stories publishing. All with a different take on love. I’m in the minority who believes there isn’t a right or wrong way to fall in love. I do think we can find it in ways that makes us happy and not base our choices on what others feel is right or acceptable. And this story illustrates that. Let me know what you think!
My next release, Mr. & Mrs. Jones, drops in 30 days which means it’s time to divulge a little information.
The writing process for this book was one of the most enjoyable processes I’ve ever experienced since I began my journey as an urban erotic romance writer. Life was still happening outside of my computer. I won’t lie and make it appear as if everything was easy.
But writing a love story starring two of my favorite characters… yeah, I had fun.
T H E T A S T E… bubbly orange juice with a kick. This is the drink you have when you want to get a little nice before an appropriate drinking hour. But don’t get it twisted, you can get drunk off this shit, even with that OJ present. You see, they add the orange juice as a way to make it seem like a breakfast drink. But the avid Mimosa drinker knows what’s up. This drink is like class in a glass with a side of sass. Responsibility mixed with excitement. It’s the undercover delight on the drink menu that’s a bit toned down… but not toned down enough to be dry or boring. It’s liquid balance with equal parts alcohol and juice. But let’s not forget, there’s champagne in that glass and we all know that champagne is all about a good time despite being coupled up with citrus.
TITLE: M I M O S A
The caress of his hand moving along my outer thigh made my eyes peel open. It was barely morning. The sun not yet risen. Hints of mimosa remained on my tongue hours after I enjoyed two glasses of it at an untraditional hour last night. We chose to stay in and skip the holiday party the night before. Our little date night at home that almost ended in us making another baby.