She survived flip phones, flannel, and dudes named Chad. Now she f#ks for intel, and scrws the powerful—literally. Call it espionage. Call it revenge. Just don’t call her boring.
I can’t wait to release this new series. Book 1 is with the beta readers, and I foresee a blitz release very soon. This is NOT a romance. It’s campy, OTT, dirty, and filled with snarky humor. (My favorite kind of read).
I like to write a variety of things, from clean women’s fiction to romantic suspense, to witchy romantasy and mafia romance, but my Alexx Andria pen name was started on the back of pure filth.
I’ve taken down most of my pure erotica because I switched gears to explicit romance, but I’d forgotten how much fun it was to simply write lady *corn.
There’s a freedom in writing simply for the erotic fun.
I hope you agree and you’re ready to strap on, I mean, strap in, for a wild ride.
You know what's funny to me? Ask a male CIA officer, and they'll tell you, "Yeah. I would (or I have) f@ck(ed) a source for intel." Ask John Kiriakou, for example. He's got stories. Ask a female officer? They would never! Then, ask them if they lie for a living. "Well, of course." :)