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Hi everyone! My name is Jayden Vincente (or J. R. Vincente) and I am an author of erotic fiction. I’ve been writing for over 15 years and published my first novel in 2015! I am active in the BDSM lifestyle and have been focusing my writing on Dominant and submissive relationships. My husband (and Dom), Richard, often writes with me on my blog. We enjoy writing together, but we haven’t ventured into writing a novel together (yet). Maybe someday. Please check out my published works, but also look for links across the top for long-form stories on the A to Z Challenge pages, as well as Short Story Collections I’ve written. All are guaranteed to make you squirm in your seat. 😉 Enjoy!
What would you do with the sudden opportunity to explore any facet of sexuality and BDSM with no judgment, prejudice, or dangerous consequences? In Mara’s community of Zebulon, that’s what she’s about to find out. With endless possibilities for exploration, she’s asked to work on a special assignment—an offer that will change the course of her life.
Welcome to the A to Z Challenge! I’ve been doing this for a decade, and I have many past A to Zs you can read if you’re interested in a longer story. This is going to be a continuous story, so you want to make sure you start with the Theme Reveal! (But I’m going to keep the posts short, so it’s easier to keep up.) I’m notoriously bad at reading other blogs, even though I love it when I do, so make sure to leave your link in the comments so I can hop over to see what you’re up to, even if you aren’t participating in A to Z! But you should definitely sign up and participate!
When I wake up the next morning, I can’t stop thinking about Frank. Was that whole thing real? Did I really have dinner with a total stranger? Why did I do that? Six months ago, I was accepting Calum’s proposal and now I am getting phone numbers from attractive men.
It could have been worse, I suppose. I could have slept with him. That would definitely have been worse. But then that thought won’t leave my mind. Arg. I should delete his number and pretend like that day never happened.
But what if I change my mind? What if I text him and then the next thing I know, I’m sleeping with him? That’s a leap, I know, but it’s the things I worry about. It’s the things I feel guilty about even thinking.
Okay, compromise. If his number is in my phone, I can impulse text him. That’s bad. I take out my phone and grab a scrap of paper from the kitchen. I write his number down on the piece of paper. I fold it in half, then in half again, and look for a place to put it. Under the mattress? No, that’s no good. I’m already thinking about him too much. In my underwear drawer? God that’s even worse! What is wrong with me?
I got it. The junk drawer in the kitchen. It’s a mess anyway, so it’s not like it’s easy to find amidst the random papers already in there–coupons for the grocery store that are probably expired, manuals for appliances I no longer own, you know: the junk drawer.
Now I can delete his number from my phone, but if I regret it later, I can still get it.
Even so, my finger hovers over the delete button and I have trouble going through with it. What’s the harm in a little text?
No, I need to delete it. Because right now, I have an hour to be dressed and presentable. My almost-mother-in-law is going to be here in 60 minutes.
Welcome to the A to Z Challenge! I’ve been doing this for a decade, and I have many past A to Zs you can read if you’re interested in a longer story. This is going to be a continuous story, so you want to make sure you start with the Theme Reveal! (But I’m going to keep the posts short, so it’s easier to keep up.) I’m notoriously bad at reading other blogs, even though I love it when I do, so make sure to leave your link in the comments so I can hop over to see what you’re up to, even if you aren’t participating in A to Z! But you should definitely sign up and participate!
The sun is shining, it’s Labor Day, and I am floating along a river with my boyfriend and a bunch of our friends in individual tubes. It’s lovely. A last hurrah before the Fall truly sets in. I have my eyes closed, but I feel my boyfriend’s warm hand on the back of my neck as he drifts over to me. “Hey, Amelia,” he says.
I smile before I open my eyes, but when I do, I can see him drifting along beside me. “Hey, Calum.”
His hand slides down my shoulder, then my arm before he takes my hand in his. Our hands fit together so comfortably, and I almost close my eyes again, but then he says, “I need to ask you something.”
“Of course, what’s up?”
“Amelia,” he says, and his voice is so serious and our eyes lock together. My breath catches in my throat. This is either really good or really bad. “I love you.” Is there a but coming? “I want to spend every day with you.” My brain is running a million miles a minute. My thoughts range from of course you do, we live together to but I’m sick of you and want to break up. “Will you marry me?”
I blink a few times, trying to clear my head. Did he really just ask me to marry him? Yes. Yes. Of course. Yes. But it takes a second for my body to catch up, my breath to return, and for the words to tumble out of my mouth. “Yes, of course, yes.”
He grins, and then pulls my tube as close to his as he can get. He yells, “She said yes!” and then we kiss. A cheer goes up from the rest of the group.
When we get back on shore, we hand in the tubes we had rented and go to our car. He goes into his bag and pulls out a ring. It’s magnificent and perfect, and I love it. “I didn’t want to give this to you on the river,” he explains. “I thought that was asking for trouble.”
“You might be right,” I say. He goes to slip it on my finger, but it’s too big. I try it on my middle finger and it slides on and stays put. “I’ll just wear it here for now, and then we can get it sized.”
He just keeps grinning at me and kissing me. It’s a magical proposal. My fiancé. Goodness, I’m so happy.
Welcome to the A to Z Challenge! I’ve been doing this for a decade, and I have many past A to Zs you can read if you’re interested in a longer story. This is going to be a continuous story, so you want to make sure you start with the Theme Reveal! (But I’m going to keep the posts short, so it’s easier to keep up.) I’m notoriously bad at reading other blogs, even though I love it when I do, so make sure to leave your link in the comments so I can hop over to see what you’re up to, even if you aren’t participating in A to Z! But you should definitely sign up and participate!
“Two?” the host says when we walk into the bar.
He looks at me. “Do you want to sit at the bar?”
“Sure,” I say, and the host gestures to the bar behind her.
“Go right ahead,” the host says. The bar is dimly lit, with everything in dark, hard wood. There are neon lights with various alcohol types listed behind the bar. I climb up onto the stool, and drape my purse over the back of my chair.
We busy ourselves with looking at a menu for a few minutes. I keep coming back to the chicken platter. It’s a whole platter of chicken (duh) cooked different ways. How can you go wrong with that? It’s made for two people, so we’d have to share… “How about this chicken platter?” I ask.
He grins at me. “I think we’re going to get along just fine.”
I can’t help but grin back.
“I’m Frank, by the way.”
“I’m Amelia,” I say. It feels weird that we decided to order a shared meal before we even knew each other’s names. But nothing about my life is normal right now, so…
We order drinks and the chicken platter, and then chat while he sips his lager and I sip my margarita. The chicken is delicious, and I am glad we ordered it, but there’s no way we’re going to finish. I definitely didn’t eat half!
When we head out of the bar, there’s a moment of awkwardness. “So,” he says, “can I, uh, get your number?”
I smile at him. I don’t have a reason not to give it to him, do I? I don’t know. I’m all messed up. But I also don’t want this to be like the movie Serendipity. It’s already becoming dangerously close to Rom-Com. “Give me yours,” I say, taking a deep breath.
I hand him my phone with the new contact screen open. He types in his name and number and hands the phone back to me. Frank Blackwood. He smiles at me. “Did you take the train, or are you parked somewhere?” he asks.
I took the train. One of the many benefits of city living is being able to take the train wherever I want to go. He drove into the city because he lives just outside of it. He walks me to the train station. I find that I don’t want the night to end, but I can’t invite him back to my place. The thought is ludicrous.
“Can I…” he lets his voice trail off. I don’t know what he wants to ask. I’m kind of afraid.
“I need to…” but my voice trails off, too. I don’t know what I need. I need to go home. I need to get some sleep. I need to get through the next two days unscathed, which is almost impossible.
“Can I take you to breakfast tomorrow?”
Tomorrow is Saturday. Normally, a Saturday morning… but that train of thought goes nowhere. There’s no normal for me now. I shake my head. “No, I’m sorry. I just can’t right now.”
“Oh, okay. Um.”
“I’ll text you,” I say.
He nods. “Okay. Well, it was really nice to meet you, Amelia.”
“It was nice to meet you, too, Frank.”
And it was really nice, but it was a fantasy. I blip in my crazy life. Part of me wants to go back to his place and forget that my life is what it is. But I can’t do that. There’s just no way. Maybe it’s an excuse, but it’s my reality.
Welcome to the A to Z Challenge! I’ve been doing this for a decade, and I have many past A to Zs you can read if you’re interested in a longer story. This is going to be a continuous story, so you want to make sure you start with the Theme Reveal! (But I’m going to keep the posts short, so it’s easier to keep up.) I’m notoriously bad at reading other blogs, even though I love it when I do, so make sure to leave your link in the comments so I can hop over to see what you’re up to, even if you aren’t participating in A to Z! But you should definitely sign up and participate!
When the lights come up when the show is over, the whole audience stands and cheers for the orchestra. They really were amazing, especially the singer and choir that joined the orchestra. I glance at the woman to my right, the one I got the ticket from, I assume, and tears are still flowing down her cheeks freely. She’s stopped trying to wipe them away.
I want to ask her what’s wrong. The music is moving, of course, but this seems like there’s more going on than that. I don’t know why I feel this connection to her. I don’t even know her name. But the tears show real pain.
When the audience’s cheers die down, people start to file out of the theater. “Do you…want to get dinner?” I ask the mystery woman.
She blinks at me a few times, the tears slowing down. She wipes them away, and then, by the look on her face, she surprises both of us when she says, “Yes.”
We walk out of the theater side by side, and she says, “There’s a great little bar around the corner.”
“Sure,” I say. “Whatever you want.”
We don’t talk the rest of the walk to the bar, but true to her word, the bar is just around the corner from the theater. Its sign boasts about its amazing chicken platter. Well, I’m sold. Chicken and beer with a beautiful stranger. It’s going to be a great night.
Welcome to the A to Z Challenge! I’ve been doing this for a decade, and I have many past A to Zs you can read if you’re interested in a longer story. This is going to be a continuous story, so you want to make sure you start with the Theme Reveal! (But I’m going to keep the posts short, so it’s easier to keep up.) I’m notoriously bad at reading other blogs, even though I love it when I do, so make sure to leave your link in the comments so I can hop over to see what you’re up to, even if you aren’t participating in A to Z! But you should definitely sign up and participate!
The house lights are going down when someone slides past the other people at the theater. The seat next to me has been empty, and I won’t lie–there’s a part of me that has wondered who the stranger that picked up the ticket was. The person’s name was Dana, which didn’t tell me a whole lot.
But then the music starts, and I barely spare a glance to the stranger who is sitting next to me. I’m crying at the first notes, and I decide trying to stop them would be a vain attempt. The beautiful music moves me, the story moves me, and given that I’m sitting here alone instead of with my fiance, well…there is just no way I can help from crying. I came prepared with tissues, but it feels good to let the tears just fall silently down my face.
The silent tears keep falling throughout the first act, and as the lights come up for the intermission, a hand reaches over and hands me a handkerchief. My eyes find the tall man sitting next to me. He is handsome, with short, dark hair falling in waves, brown eyes, and a beard that’s just starting to go gray.
“Thanks,” I say, taking the handkerchief. The cloth is soft and feels clean, though the thought crosses my mind that I don’t know where this cloth has been that I’m about to press against my face. And there’s no way I can blow my nose into it, is there?
“You’re welcome,” he says, and his voice is deep. “You can keep it.”
“Thanks,” I say again.
He doesn’t pry, and for that, I’m grateful. He smiles, and then says, “I’m going to go grab a drink. Can I get you something? A bottle of water? Something stronger?”
I am surprised at his gallantry. A handkerchief is one thing, but I know how expensive the drinks are at the theater. Still… “A bottle of water would be great.”
He smiles, and moves off. By the time he comes back, the lights are dimming for the second act, and I realize that I don’t even know his name.
Welcome to the A to Z Challenge! I’ve been doing this for a decade, and I have many past A to Zs you can read if you’re interested in a longer story. This is going to be a continuous story, so you want to make sure you start with the Theme Reveal! (But I’m going to keep the posts short, so it’s easier to keep up.) I’m notoriously bad at reading other blogs, even though I love it when I do, so make sure to leave your link in the comments so I can hop over to see what you’re up to, even if you aren’t participating in A to Z! But you should definitely sign up and participate!
I walk into the bookstore and follow the arrows to the back of the room where the author is sitting. A short line has formed alongside her table. She has a stack of books in front of her, and as the next person approaches her table, she takes a book down. She smiles, and I feel a little thrill of excitement. She is a kink author, and in addition to writing excellent stories, she’s just my type. There is definitely a part of me that fantasizes about how when I approach her table, she will direct that smile at me, give me her number, and that would lead to us trying the very kinky things that happen in her novels.
But of course, she’s a professional, and she does smile at me when I come to the table, but she doesn’t do more than write my name in the book with a short message. I look down at the message when I sit down to listen to her reading.
Frank,
Always try new things.
Jayden R. Vincente
I run my finger along the ink, a little enamored that I was so close to her and that she wrote this right in front of me. I might be fanboying a bit.
Before I know it, she’s read a (very tame) part of the novel I’m holding, everyone is clapping, and she is exiting the bookstore. I am a bit more turned on than I would like to admit out loud, so I wander over to the fantasy and sci fi section of the store, trying to distract my mind.
Next to the Lord of the Rings books, I see a little flyer standing there. The Philadelphia Orchestra is playing the score to Fellowship. It’s… in a couple of days. How did I miss that? I am free, and I love that movie, but I don’t know if tickets will still be available. My phone search tells me that there aren’t any available except through re-sellers, and I’m not sure that I want to pay the exorbitant fees.
I fire off a text in lament to a friend of mine who loves Lord of the Rings.
Me: Fuck, man! I just saw that the Philly Orchestra is playing the score to Fellowship on Friday. I’d kill to go to that.
Ricky: Oh that sounds sick.
Me: Right?
Ricky: This is Alicia. I can get you a ticket. My coworker just posted one she’s trying to sell. I’ll set it up. $75.
Me: Rock on. Thanks, Alicia.
Well damn. My friend’s wife has a hookup for me somehow. I hope she isn’t trying to set this up as a blind date.
Welcome to the A to Z Challenge! I’ve been doing this for a decade, and I have many past A to Zs you can read if you’re interested in a longer story. This is going to be a continuous story, so you want to make sure you start with the Theme Reveal! (But I’m going to keep the posts short, so it’s easier to keep up.) I’m notoriously bad at reading other blogs, even though I love it when I do, so make sure to leave your link in the comments so I can hop over to see what you’re up to, even if you aren’t participating in A to Z! But you should definitely sign up and participate!
Available: One ticket for The Fellowship of the Ring movie with the score performed live by the Philadelphia Orchestra. Friday, March 27, 7pm show. Ticket will be emailed. $75.
I clicked send and the advertisement went off to…wherever marketplace posts go. I don’t even know. I don’t even care. I just spent over $100 on this ticket to the symphony and I don’t want it to go to waste. I might even give it away, but if you try to give things away to strangers on the internet, they are skeptical. So I tried to price it low, but high enough to feel real. Or something. Maybe that psychology is fake, but it’s all I’ve got at the moment. There are so many other things I could over-think, and over-thinking how best to sell this extra ticket is preferable to thinking about why I am going solo to this show.
And giving it to a friend? Yeah, that’s out of the question. Some would be confused as to why I was going to the symphony in a few days. Some would just sit and give me that look. You know the one. The one full of pity. I know I’m going to cry watching Fellowship. That’s inevitable. I don’t need to do it with someone staring at me.
Much better to give it to a complete stranger from the internet. With only four days to go, I just hope someone picks it up…
Listen. I am one of the organizers for the A to Z Challenge. I have helped make posts on the A to Z Blog Challenge page. I have helped come up with ideas. I have helped spread the word. And yet… I am going to be 58th on the list of Theme Reveals (unless someone else signs up before I finish this post).
The thing is, I love the A to Z Blog Challenge. I have loved it for a long time, but I haven’t been doing a lot of writing. I’m reading. Like crazy. Reading tons of novels. Listening to audiobooks. Cross stitching. Playing board games. Working out. Lots and lots of things.
On the other hand, I have ideas. Things I want to write. And once I sign up, I have to follow through, right? I’m an organizer for goodness’ sake!
So, without further ado…
I am not ready to be awake. In fact, I would give almost anything to sink back into the warm embrace of sleep. Except, someone is not going to let me do that. I can feel him at my back, his whole body pressed against the length of my body. He’s warm and comfortable. But his cock is hard against my ass. I press back against him. This is a pretty nice way to wake up, after all…
I know the body pressed against me. It’s familiar and comfortable. It’s my fiance, and I love waking up next to him.
Except, as he presses his cock against me more firmly, it feels different. I can’t explain what exactly is different, but something is…
And then he whispers in my ear, and I know it’s not my fiance. “Good morning, beautiful,” he says. That’s not what my fiance calls me. Not that he doesn’t think I’m beautiful, that’s just not his nickname for me. Who the hell is in my bed?
Someone I follow (Jan Matthews) posted it, and while I admit that I’m just now reading blogs from months ago, I thought it was a neat idea, so I tracked down the source (samannelizabeth.wordpress.com)
The Three Ws are:
What are you currently reading?
What did you recently finish reading?
What do you think you’ll read next?
Check out samannelizabeth.wordpress.com for links to other answers, and if you’re answering them, drop your link in the comments!
Last time, I hoped the next one was going to be Rebel Obsession and then Rebel Revenge. I did read both of them, but it took some time to get the books from the library. They were excellent, and I highly recommend the series, and Elle Thorpe’s other books. I decided not to read Talk Dirty Cowboy because I went to Elle’s website and found the full list of books in order. I went back to the oldest trilogy and read those instead. Now I’m taking a tiny break from Elle Thorpe for some other genres, but I’ll definitely be back!
Currently, I’m reading the Woman in Suite 11 (the sequel to The Woman in Cabin 10) by Ruth Ware. The Woman in Cabin 10 was excellent. Definitely a page turner! I wanted to know what was going to happen next. I think it’s really interesting because I get to read from the perspective of a character who makes very different choices than what I would make. (But, you know, I would never want to be an investigative journalist!) It’s just a really cool perspective written in a really great style!
I am also reading The Little Paris Bookshop by Nina George. I am halfway through and really liking it so far!
Next up: I’m not sure. I might go back to Laurell K. Hamilton. Richard is currently reading The People We Meet on Vacation by Emily Henry, so I might read that next. Oh! And I have The Girls of Good Fortune by Kristina McMorris out from the library. So that will definitely have to be soon!
Let me know if you’ve read any of these books, and definitely give me recommendations!
Someone I follow (Jan Matthews) posted it, and while I admit that I’m just now reading blogs from months ago, I thought it was a neat idea, so I tracked down the source (samannelizabeth.wordpress.com)
The Three Ws are:
What are you currently reading?
What did you recently finish reading?
What do you think you’ll read next?
Check out samannelizabeth.wordpress.com for links to other answers, and if you’re answering them, drop your link in the comments!
Currently, I am reading a couple of books. I’m reading Atmosphere by Taylor Jenkins Reid and Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen.
I recently finished (a few hours ago) Rebel Revenge by Elle Thorpe. Oh. My. Goodness. I need the next one. I listened to the audiobook through the library, and I have reserved the next book in the series, but there’s a wait, and I’m *dying*. It was really good. Very fun, a little sexy, and ends on a cliffhanger.
So, up next, well, I really hope it’s going to be Rebel Obsession, the book following Rebel Revenge… And honestly, it probably will be since I just started Atmosphere. I do have some podcasts I’m behind on, but Talk Dirty Cowboy by Elle Thorpe is available on audiobook now, so it could be that one… We’ll see!
Let me know if you’ve read any of these books, and definitely give me recommendations!
If you’d like to chime in and let us know your answers to the questions or drop a link to your post if you’re participating, please do so in the comments! And check out the IWSG website for more answers!
Jayden: I want to write again. I haven’t written in a long time, but there are some ideas forming in my head… we’ll see. I have been enjoying my non-writing life and pursuing some other creative pursuits (including reading a lot), but I don’t think I’ve given up my love of writing.
A lot. A lot of great things have been happening in our lives (not all great, but mostly great), but blogging has not been a priority.
Richard has been doing a lot of writing, which is awesome.
Jayden has been doing a lot of crafting: Cricut crafts, cross-stitch, and crochet.
We’ve been playing a lot of board games.
But we haven’t been blogging. Sorry about that. Maybe we’ll return in the new year? I would like to write again. I just… have been pursuing other creative pursuits just for me, and I love it. Want to see some of my projects? Let me know, and maybe I’ll post some here.
If you’d like to chime in and let us know your answers to the questions or drop a link to your post if you’re participating, please do so in the comments! And check out the IWSG website for more answers!
Jayden: My local writing group. My goodness, they are the best thing that has ever happened to me. It brought me my two best friends and my husband. So yeah, that’s the best gift I’ve ever received.
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August 6 question – What is the most unethical practice in the publishing industry?
Jayden: I assume it’s something in the realm of AI. There are definitely positive uses for AI, but there are a lot of negatives, and a lot of places where it’s causing issues for artists, stolen work, etc. Plus there’s a negative environmental impact. So while I love that my photo app can find all the pictures of me and my husband (even though it’s kind of creepy), for publishing, it’s definitely unethical in a lot of ways.
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