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Will we ever find out what happens to these couples?
There are tentative plans in place for me to write one final book after Z, possibly featuring one of the overseers, that would take place far enough into the future that we get to see what happened to the characters.
Do you have discrete covers for these books?
Not yet, but soon.The print versions of these books are, for the most part, limited to the three book collections (Checklist: A, B, C; Checklist: D, E, F; etc).While those covers are more discrete than many of the standalone ebook covers, they are not “discrete covers.”
If all goes according to plan, you will soon be able to buy discrete cover hardbacks of the checklist series!The hardbacks will contain five or six letters, so when I’m done the whole series will be contained in hardbacks.
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Want more Checklist series goodness including sneak peaks and behind the scenes information?Connect with like-minded readers and join theChecklist Club Facebook group.
And if you’re looking for some recommendations for what to read next, check out these series.
For BDSM club-based books happily ever afters:Orchid Club trilogies.
For BDSM with a rockabilly vibe:Undone Lovers.
For menage secret society romantic suspense, try theTrinity MastersandMasters’s Admiraltyseries I co-write with Mari Carr.
Excerpt from Vienna Betrayal
She’d never been flogged like this, with quick fast blows.Instead of the warm thumps, the strikes were sharp, the sensation closer to the sting of a crop, but with a multilayered sound as each tail hit at a slightly different time.
And it hurt.Wonderfully.Terribly.She cried out, rounding her shoulders as her breasts started to burn with heat, the sting not having time to fade before he struck her again.
“Shoulders back,” he commanded.
“I…I…”
“Give me your breasts.They are mine to abuse tonight.”
His perverse command made her shiver in need.She needed this, deserved it.How had she forgotten how good it could be to submit?
Years ago she’d been so heavily into BDSM that she’d actually hosted a monthly munch—a BDSM meet and greet.
Then she’d grown restless and slowly drifted away from the community and the lifestyle, taking with her everything she’d learned about how complex a person’s sexuality could be, and how universal the desire for connection was, even if that connection was found on opposite ends of a whip.
The flogger never stopped, and she lost track of time.The sound of each strike was like a metronome, relentless and mesmerizing.Her breasts ached.She felt swollen and tender, each blow a warm sting.
The pattern broke, the flogger not striking her left breast when it should have.
“We’ll pause for a moment.”
Alena forced her eyes open, blinking.
Alexander casually bounced the flogger against his leg, the only sign of impatience during the small intermission.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
Their gazes collided, and for a moment Alena was sure he could see the truth.The truth of why she was here, what she wanted from him.
Anxiety flashed through her, cold and sobering.
Alexander simply nodded, then leaned in, examining her breasts.He used the butt of the crop handle to lift each breast in turn, examining the underside.
“Your skin marks beautifully.No bruises of course, but you will be pink for several hours.”
