SERIES: Kinky Connect Chronicles
AUTHOR: Harper Miller
COVER ARTIST: Taria Reed Digital Artist
LENGTH: 140 Pages
RELEASE DATE: July 8, 2016
BLURB: Fairy tale endings weren’t made for people like me. Happy for now usually ain’t in the cards, either.
The dents on my wall from where my headboard kept knockin’ against the same spot was the first clue that I needed to calm my ass down. At the rate I was racking up notches and plowing through hookups, I wasn’t ever gonna find nothing real. Guess I kinda jinxed myself. I created my circumstances. You can’t get what you want if you keep falling back into the same pattern of bad habits. But then things changed. I stumbled onto somethin’ I never in a million years expected to happen. You gotta understand, I’m never the guy who wins. It was supposed to be just sex, but that shifty, rhyming and scheming bastard, Cupid, pulled a fast one.
I may have changed some stuff to protect a couple of people. But before you go believing the tabloids, make sure you understand that you’re gettin’ the lowdown straight from the source.
I needed to get this off my chest and it’s only fair that you at least get my side of it all. At some point, I might regret telling you any of this, but for now, you need to know.
*Disclaimer* This is a novella. Not a short story, novelette, or novel. This tale features an M/M pairing. If gay erotica/erotic romance is not your cup of tea and you are offended by same-sex relationships or crass language, you should bypass this story. Content is intended for a mature audience, 18+.
Could we be more different? Him: famous, rich white dude. Me: Latino entrepreneur who stocked up on ramen noodles and peanut butter when Key Food had a sale. This dude was so beyond my scope but he didn’t act any differently than a hookup I would’ve scored downtown at one of the gay bars in Chelsea.
Honestly, I didn’t know if me taking this shit with Christopher to the next level was a good thing or a bad thing. I held my own. I had my own business and made money legitimately doing shit I loved. Some days were a struggle, and I fell on hard times every now and again, but I woke up with a sense of purpose. Maybe I was overthinking things. I knew this was just about sex, but I couldn’t help but wonder if I was some sort of pity fuck or if Chris had a Latino fetish. He seemed genuinely attracted to me, but you know, there’s always somebody on the web lookin’ to get their rocks off with that token piece of ass.
I needed to stop with the assumptions and just take the moment for what it was, because an opportunity like this wouldn’t ever happen again.
Stayin’ in my head was gonna fuck everything up, so I focused on the twinkling lights near the waterfront seventeen stories down. “Good, I don’t bareback either. If rubbers aren’t required, we ain’t fuckin’. Seems like it’s a little too late to be having this discussion, but I’m clean. I get tested every six weeks. Got a copy of my results in my wallet if you wanna see.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Every six weeks? Sleep around a lot?”
I laughed, pulling off my polo. “I like sex. I like safe sex. I like to be certain I stay safe, so if that means gettin’ tested more often, I’m cool with that.”
Guest Post with Author Harper Miller
Guest Post with Author Harper Miller
Harper’s Writing Process
The question that tends to come up for most authors during blog tours is, “What’s your writing process?”
Every author has their weird quirks and rituals when it comes to writing. Wanna know what my weird quirk is? I write in my underwear. Yep. There’s no rhyme or reason to it except I like to be comfortable.
I usually sit on my couch with a lap desk and go to town. I did this for a really long time until I realized sitting or lying on my couch made me so incredibly lazy.
One minute I’d be writing, next thing you know I’d be lying down watching a movie, or porn, or messing around on Facebook/Twitter. I’m like a child in a room full of toys. I can’t focus on one thing. I finally had enough when it took me two months longer than I wanted to finally finish editing a book. My latest release actually! *insert shameless plug* Complexity, pick it up at an eBook retailer near you. *end sales pitch*
With the help of my cover artist, Taria, we made a trip to IKEA. I’d been whining to her for the longest time about needing a desk. Of course, being a New Yorker, I don’t drive. My car is called the MTA. Mass transit is reliable enough, most days. Anyway, back to IKEA. IKEA is the devil. If you thought Target was addictive, IKEA just might be worse. A pizza cutter for $0.99? I NEEDZ IT. A reading nightlight? I GOTZ TA HAVE IT. A neck pillow? AWW YESSSS. Yeah, I’m usually responsible with money but put me in an environment where all the things are pretty, and my Martha Stewart comes out. I didn’t do too much damage to my bank account during that trip, but I’ll be heading back soon.
After my trip to IKEA, I was now prepared to set up my writer zone.
What does my writer zone consist of?
- Fresh cut flowers. I head to the florist, Trader Joes, or Whole Foods and pick up a bouquet for the week
- A stack of books organized on a mini shelf that sits atop my desk
- A small desk lamp with a cute shade (also purchased from IKEA)
- A funky looking Swedish chair that took me all of five minutes to assemble
- My laptop
- Various Post-its for desk decoration
- A Rubix Cube
- Various pens and chocolate
So you see, my writer zone is part Zen, part Office Space nerdage, part wine bar. Looking at it, you’d never know my little sanctuary is the place where I create kinky classy smut. I’m also not one of those authors who has a plan of action when it comes to writing. I don’t usually outline. I compile a vague one so I don’t forget story ideas but as far as how I want a chapter to go? It’s all in my head. Stories play like movies. I sit at the computer and just start typing. It’s a little odd, but it seems to work for me.
So there you have it, my brief albeit tangential explanation of my writing space. With a new desk purchase, I was able to crank out the final edits of my novella. Thanks, IKEA *shameless endorsement*
Check out the finished product below:
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Harper Miller is a thirty-something native New Yorker. She's traveled the world and lived in a variety of places but always finds her way back to the Big Apple. A lackluster love life leaves time to explore new interests, for Harper it is writing. The Sweetest Taboo: An Unconventional Romance is her debut novel. In her mind, the perfect Alpha male possesses intellect, humor, and a kinky streak that rivals the size of California.
When she isn't writing, Harper utilizes her graduate degree in the field of medical research. She enjoys fitness-related activities, drinking copious amounts of wine and going on bad dates.
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