Writing Update #1 — June, 2020

Spilled Ink by David Pennington

New writing update for the month of June, 2020. I wanted to start a new series of posts, once a month I’m thinking, to let you know what stories are a part of my current writing journey. All the way from still being jotted down in my notebook with one of my absurd amount of fountain pens, to finally getting published and released!

All inspirational art for any WIPs or pieces coming soon are placeholders for cover art and I have tried to give credit where due. I love using unsplash.com for stock photos. They have an amazing selection of gorgeous pictures from wonderful photographers and if a picture is worth a thousand words, then having a beautiful photo for inspiration can help the writer’s block with at least that many.

—–WORKS IN PROGRESS (First draft WIP’s):—–

Doaktown, Miramichi by Lesfreck

Untitled Canadian A/B/O (Outlining Stage)
Estimated Length: Short Novel (~30k words)
Genre: Erotic Romance, M/M, A/O
Teaser: Coming soon!
Progress: 5%


A magical night full of Northern Lights (Aurora Borealis) in the winter forest Coldfoot, Alaska – by Jan Kronies

Hard Winter (Working Title, Collab with Kenan!)
Estimated Length: Short Novel/Novel (~30-50k words)
Genre: Erotic Romance/Survival, M/M
It wasn’t so much the freezing cold that had Des in a terrible mood, but that certainly wasn’t helping things. Desmond Collins—Des to everyone except his mother who refused to call him anything other than the wretchedly boring Desmond—stood shaking like a leaf in his black skinny jeans and his pristine-white Dolce and Gabbana parka which was very stylish but upon reflection now, not the best choice when standing on an open tarmac at the end of November.

The cold was one thing, but the minuscule, single-engine airplane that looked as if it was held together with bubblegum and prayers was the nail in the coffin. No one had told him that he was going to have to spend the four-hour flight in that deathtrap. There had to be some kind of mistake.

“Good afternoon!” a voice shouted behind Des, calling over the insistent wind. He spun around and headed toward him was a middle-aged man whose thick, bushy mustache seemed to be making up for his receding hairline that gave away his years. That, and the pot belly that was visible even with his puffy, insulated parka. 

“You must be George Dixon.”

“That I am! Pleased to meet you.” He extended his hand and shook Des’, squeezing hard enough that the leather of his plain gloves squeaked against Des’ prized Gucci leather ones with the interlocking ‘G’ embellishment that he had paid extra for. 

“Do you got anything warmer than that?” George asked, eyeing him once from head to toe with a curious look.

“I did bring my Burberry rib-knit, wool beanie, but I didn’t want to put it on and messy up my hair. It’s here in my pocket.”

“Yeah, well… You might want to go ahead and put that on. You think it’s cold now, just wait until we’re a few miles off the ground.”

“About that, we’re not flying in that, are we?”

“Of course! Not too many people head up that far north, and the airports up there are all so small. The land is desolate really, for hundreds of miles. Not even the more nature-fanatic tourists bother to go camping out there this time of the year, so there’ll be no one else making this trip for a while. You can’t be bringing a huge jet-liner, especially for just us, huh?” George laughed, a deep chuckle from his massive stomach. He meant well, but Des was in no mood to laugh. 

“Let’s get this over with then. I can’t wait to get to the hotel and raid the mini-bar.”

“Alrighty! No time like the present! Hope you don’t have to use the bathroom, son. There isn’t one for a thousand miles.”

Des bit down the groan that almost poured out of him. God, this was going to be a painfully long trip.
Progress: 10%


Stream in a green thicket, by Joshua Newton

Pigeon’s Blood (Working Title)
Estimated Length: Novel/Super Novel (~50-75k words)
Genre: Suspense/Horror/Fantasy, M/M relationship
Ken was sitting on the floor at the foot of his bed. His neat, blond hair was damp from washing but the bangs were getting long and they threatened to hang in his eyes as he read. Right next to him on the floor was the short bookcase Luke kept. The shelves were lined with almost identical leather-bound journals that he had traded from the tanner in town for handy work around his shop. He had journals for just about anything; building plans, shipment receipts, and even quick drawings of the different birds or exotic flowers he found near the jungle. He stepped closer to Ken who looked right at home in his clean night-clothes and was deep in one of Luke’s books.

“Trying to read my diary?”

Ken glanced up at him and tried to keep a smile from creeping onto his face.

“I wanted to see if you wrote anything about me.”

“I see,” Luke said, chuckling. “Well… I wrote a lot about you, but I keep that book under the mattress.”

“Where do you think I found this one?” Ken replied with a smirk.

Luke dropped to his knees and wasted no time cupping the back of Ken’s neck and locking their lips together. The journal fell from Ken’s hands and they flew up to latch onto Luke’s shoulders. The way their lips fit together made a shudder light up his spine.

He pulled away to catch his breath but wrapped his arm around Ken’s back in a desperate hold. The lithe muscles in his back felt hot to the touch under the worn-thin fabric of his loose nightshirt.

“God dammit, I missed you so fucking much,” Luke groaned. He pecked Ken’s lips twice before blazing a wandering line of kisses to the edge of Ken’s smooth jaw towards his delicate neck. He tried to press them as close as possible from their spot on the floor and Ken let out a breathy chuckle as he manhandled him.

“You better have, because I counted every day,” he said.

“Me too.”
Progress: 33%

—–COMPLETED YET PENDING (All dressed up with nowhere to go… YET!):—–

Length: Short Story (~17,000 words)
Genre: Erotic Romance, Fantasy, M/M
“Your heart may speak true,” the man said, “but that still changes nothing.”

“My heart?”

“Yes. I can hear it from all the way over here,” he explained. “If I were to lay my hand upon you again, I would be able to hear it as if it was whispering directly in my ear.”

Sven, a handsome young man living with his cousin in a quaint village deep in the woods, is in desperate need of help—of something that folks say only the secretive woman living at the top of the mountain’s path can provide for him. The only problem is, the woman isn’t just a hermit on the edge of town, but supposedly a witch—one who practices deals with the Devil and can perform miraculous feats because of it, but she’s Sven’s only hope.

His idea doesn’t go according to plan however when he walks straight into a trap, his throat at blade’s edge. There is no witch, but instead a young man, Darius, who moves like a shadow and threatens Sven at knife-point to leave. The pair of them reach a dark compromise; Darius will help, but only if Sven dares to assist him with his mysterious, supernatural ritual in the dead of night.

The tasks won’t be easy, or painless, but that won’t stop Sven from saving his cousin’s life. He’ll do whatever it takes. However, the more he gets to know Darius, the more he finds out about the curious, fascinating ability Darius has and the hardship he faces with his ritual. Darius’ secrets begin to unravel and the more they do, the more Sven can’t bring himself to leave…

What do you think? As of now, this one is trapped in the pile of things to edit with nowhere to go. I’m curious though if it sounds interesting to anyone? I’ve been dabbling in more of the fantasy and horror genres and would love to hear what people think about this shorter piece that feels like a gateway into some longer ideas I have in the works like Pigeon’s Blood. Let me know and I might have it ready to download soon, just in time for Halloween!


Official cover art! I’m loving this sexy, stylish picture of Danny. Who could resist those eyes? Certainly not Peter 😉

Starling’s Again
Pre-order Date: June 16th, 2020
General Release Date: July 28th, 2020
Length: Short Story (10,105 words)
Genre:Erotic Romance, Gay
October 1943. Manhattan, New York.

Peter Corcoran has been a Friday night regular at the Starling Club for so long that he has his own seat at a back table. From here, he watches the battalion of stunning single ladies take turns dancing with the most handsome man in the whole establishment. That attractive man is not only his best friend but also his roommate—and it won’t be one of the drop-dead-gorgeous women who Daniel Bennet goes home with at the end of the night.

When the closed apartment door cuts off the rest of the world, Danny gives him the first of a series of burning kisses—kisses that never cease to shatter Peter’s universe. But the tiny, cynical voice in the back of his head has him doubting their strange, secret charade and wondering if their romance could ever be more than just an indulgence at the end of the week, when prying eyes aren’t looking…

Reader advisory: This book contains scenes of homophobia.
Check it out and read an excerpt here!


New York City, New York, USA by Tobias Zils

The Beauty Beneath
Pre-order Date: July 28th, 2020
General Release Date: September 8th, 2020
Length: Super Novel
Genre: Erotic Romance, Gay
Love means taking extreme measures.

Justin Turner, a young man with only one friend, a part-time job going nowhere, and living at home with his grandmother, needs money fast. He makes the hardest decision of his life—to walk into Eros Elites Services, Inc. and sell his body anonymously for the night at an astounding price. The only problem is, Justin’s never even been kissed before, let alone slept with someone else.

Adam Creed, the youngest of the infamous Creed family mafia, hides his darkest secret on his own skin. With his demons close at hand and his ruthless family keeping him on a short leash, Adam has spent his life avoiding true intimacy, so why does Eros’ sweet new thing with the most amazing laugh have him suddenly desperate for a real chance at love…just when he was about to make his escape? If he wants a shot with Justin, things aren’t going to be easy. Between his controlling father, his dangerous brothers and a four-million-dollar cocaine deal, Adam must do whatever it takes…even if that includes finally revealing his scars and secrets buried deep beneath the surface.
More info and cover art coming real soon!


Every year…advents calendar by Markus Spiske

The Twelve Kinks of Christmas
Pre-order Date: November 3rd, 2020
General Release Date: December 15th, 2020
Length: Short Story
Genre: Erotic Romance, Gay
What could be more festive than twelve kinky gifts for his unsuspecting new boyfriend?

Kit’s never celebrated Christmas quite like this before. His new boyfriend, Jake, has pulled out all the stops with not only a romantic Christmas Eve date at the astounding ice castle nightclub, but also gifting him a series of naughty, sexy Christmas gifts over the past ten nights. And things are only going to get more heated from here, because Jake’s been saving the best two gifts for last… The next gift is something Kit has never dared imagine and he’ll have to dive head-first into a world that both scares and arouses him. Can he trust Jake and just let go, or will Jake’s twelve kinks of Christmas be too much holiday spirit for Kit to handle?
More info and cover art coming soon!


“Make it dark, make it grim, make it tough, but then, for the love of God, tell a joke.”

-Joss whedon

Thanks so much for checking out my very first writing update! Like I said, I plan on doing these once a month. But, I am working now on having a weekly newsletter in general, released every Friday! Sometimes an overall writing update like this one, sometimes a specific update on whatever I’m working on while not writing. So, please, please, PLEASE, if you love reading or writing then subscribe and follow me on facebook, instagram, and twitter so you can join me on this long, crazy writing adventure. Really. I’m not above begging.

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Thanks again and stayed tune for more. Don’t forget, love is always stronger than hate.

Love always,
Aver ~*

HMAS Australia, Rotary Photographic Series, ‘The Only Girl I Ever Loved’, 1914-1918. by Museums Victoria.

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