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The Scattered Dark Series

Book Two

Fierce Dolan

Genre: erotic horror, hardcore paranormal erotica, BDSM

Publisher: Fierce Desires

Date of Publication: 23 October 2013

ISBN: 978-0-9860165-6-1


Number of pages: 53

Word Count: 15,857

Cover Artist: Fierce Dolan


Book Description:

When domme Alaine Dunham meets beautiful, young werewolf Seth, she dreams of training him to be the perfect bottom to fill her Alpha needs. She quickly finds that gentling the wild wolf is one thing; subduing the rebellious human is another. Tensions mount as the full moon pushes them to consummate their bond before relationship concerns are soothed.

After a strange book falls into Alaine’s hands she begins to doubt her relationship, her instincts, and the moon.

Book One, Journal of a Lycanthrophile , is free on Amazon starting December 2

Alpha by Fierce Dolan

Chapter 1

A wolf. Alaine Dunham didn’t have to see him for that familiar life force to course through hers, for her body to ache to be near his—the telltale signs. Several years had passed since those sensations last sizzled up her spine, thudded behind her ribs, pooled hot and wet at her cunt, and she relished them. Scouting him from her vantage point on the stage, seeing his wild allure, got her even hotter.

The dark man clutched the hand of Hostess Kisha. Her rainbow-plaited head bobbed, a kaleidoscope beacon glinting under the strobing lights as she squinted and guided them through the fray on the glittering dance floor. The shifter pressed through the crowd with his shoulders squared and jaw jutted forward. A lock of wavy black hair obscured his eyes. His swagger betrayed that he was young, anxious, needy, though the power that emanated from him told her he was not newly made. Dancing clubbers parted and stared in his wake.

Alaine jumped down from the stage and waited for him to find her, as he most certainly would. She busied her trembling hands by slapping a cat-o-nine against her thigh. The welts that rose on her skin distracted her from the aching want between her legs. Licking her lips, she sighed and slowed her slamming pulse. If she was half the top she and the patrons of Malice in Fundaland thought she was, he’d be trained to knot in no time. Finally, a worthy conquest.

Shaking her ponytail down her back, she pulled her shoulders up and greeted Kisha. The waifish hostess clasped Alaine’s hand and kissed her cheek, conservative affection considering they had tribbed all afternoon, culminating with the caramel-complexioned beauty creaming on her face around sundown. Fraternizing amongst staff was forbidden, so they kept their bennie trysts secret. Smiling, she tucked a colorful ringlet behind Kisha’s ear and nodded to the lovely man.

“Mistress,” Kisha started, “this is Seth. He’s a regular on the scene, though it’s his first time in Malice.” His gaze roved over Alaine as the smaller woman spoke. “He asked for you. He knows the best when he sees it.”

“Ah.” She resisted the urge to rap his thigh with the flail handle. “I’m booked out several nights. Hostess Kisha can get you on the books for another evening.”

The wolf’s piercing gaze met hers, though his long lashes fluttered and his voice wavered. “Nice to meet you, thanks. For now, I’ll watch.”


Writing the Sophomore of a Series

I was dubious about writing a series to start with, because it takes a lot of stamina to sustain momentum across several installments of a greater plot. I knew going into Alpha, the second book of The Scattered Dark Series, the challenges that would be ahead, and… I wrote it anyway!

Before we get into the challenges of the sophomore book, let’s talk about what a first in a series must do. Each book in a series must stand-alone, yet tie neatly into its sister books. The first book gets to be the darling—one hopes. It sets up the core conflict, introduces enticing characters, and jets the plot along so well that the second book is set up sublimely. Everyone falls in love with the freshman, or is so incensed by its setup that they want to know more.

So what about The End? The final book (we’ll assume the third one, for brevity’s sake), reveals all characters’ true colors, resolves individual character arcs (at least mostly), and to some degree brings an aptly satisfying resolution to the greater plot. With all of that candy, what’s sweet about the second in a series? Are they all just Jan Brady?

Well, that’s the question every author who writes a series has to clarify from the beginning. The sole purpose of the middle book is to get readers to the final installment. That’s it. Simple enough, right? Yet the majority of the time, the middle book is the one readers complain most about. The first book gets all the action, all the proper introduction, while the finale pushes toward thorough resolution. That said, there can be no lag, no deviating, no grand flourishes in either.

Apart from giving characters the chance to step up their role in plot resolution and possibly explain their connection to it bit more, second books allow a tad more room for dabbling. The very fact that they tend to focus on character development a bit more and rounding out the story allows them wider berth in how the story is told.

There’s a reason second books fall into what’s called the “sophomore slump,” or “sophomore syndrome.” It’s hard to live up to the hype generated by a first book, and sustain the interest to the finale. The truth is, there is no one formula for writing the second of a series. When a concept is created to develop across installments, the power of its story has to be strong enough to carry through.


This was a delicious short read that kept me glued to the pages in the midst of a mighty writerly deadline. The sexual tension between Alaine and Seth is toe curling. She is a Domme and this werewolf boy will come to heel. The best part about it is that he is no way less a man for being submissive. Just the opposite. Even as he learns to master the wolf within, he must harness his desire and do as his Mistress bids him. Sometimes that is easier said than done. With techniques that have conquered stronger men, Seth and Alaine begin a journey that will lead them both into a mutually beneficial arrangement. This was a great read either in the series or on its own. Fierce Dolan is an author to watch. I love a sexy lycanthrope tale!



About the Author:

Erotic mezzofiction writer, Fierce is imagination shapeshifted as a scribe taunting blank pages and carpal tunnel, neither of which are much use for deadlines. Close allies are impeccable timing and a trusty masseuse. Being a switch I/ENFP doesn’t hurt. For kicks Fierce has other personas across several genres, tends to fill in “Other” on surveys without explaining, and chooses the finality of the Japanese Tamagotchi.








Coming, Ready or Not! An Interlude with Liv Honeywell


Please welcome the lovely and talented Liv Honeywell as she tells us about her smoking hot new book, Coming, Ready or Not! This one is scorching up my e-reader and fighting the Texas heat for which one is making me hotter! Take it away Liv!

1. Tell us about your new book.

My latest book is Coming, Ready or Not! Three Tales of Tease and Denial.

Here is the back cover copy and a short excerpt:

Meet Will and Abby. An ordinary couple that you wouldn’t give a second
glance at if they were walking down the street. Except they share a
wonderful secret and bond as they explore their Master/slave relationship.

This is a loving couple, full of good humour, but nothing in any
relationship is perfect and sometimes things go wrong. Even the strongest
will in the world can’t always obey and with that comes consequences…

Three vignettes, The Edge, Bad Girl, and Breathless focus on control. Can
Abby be taken to the edge of pleasure and not cross over? She wants to
obey and to hold on. But can she? And what will happen to her if she

Holding on has never felt so good…

Warning: This book is adults only. It contains adult language, caning,
spanking, face slapping, gags, a brief mention of anal sex and orgasm

Buying Links:

Amazon US –

Amazon UK –


I am not sure whether I am relieved or sorry when I finally hear your key
in the door. I put my hands behind my back and look down at the floor, my
stomach twisting in knots over what is about to happen.

I hear your footsteps enter the room and come closer. You sit opposite me
in the chair near the fire, resting a cane across your lap.

“I’m glad you remembered. I’m here, Abby. Have you got something you want
to say to me?”

For a long moment I am tongue-tied. There is so much I want to say and yet
the words won’t come.

You shift in your seat, waiting, and suddenly, almost without me realising
it, I begin to talk.

“Sir… Master, I’m sorry. I came without your permission and I’m so sorry.
And it’s not because of the punishment or because I want to come or
because you’re going to cane me. I’m sorry because I genuinely am, because
I want to do my best for you. I want to please you and I know I didn’t do
that the other day. I… please, Sir. Please will you cane me, please punish

You are silent through all of this. I can feel your eyes on me but you
give me no sign whether it is what you want to hear or not and let me
stumble through it.

More silence. Perhaps I’ve not said what you wanted. My tongue seems to
tumble all by itself to fill the silence.

“Please punish me, please cane me, Sir. I beg you.”

My face flames, not for the first time this week, in humiliation at having
to beg.

The rest of what I say is incoherent but it seems to be enough. You lean
forward and stroke my hair and my cheek.

“Very nice. Thank you. Now, head on the floor. Get that bottom in the air
for me, Abby. And don’t forget to count the strokes.”

You stand and walk behind me, whipping the cane through the air as you go,
and I tense at the sound.

I also have another book out on 12th July – The Journal, co-authored with
Domitri Xavier about a slave who does something absolutely forbidden. She
looks in her Master’s private journal. What will it cost her? Will it be
everything…? There’s a short excerpt below from that one :).

2. What are your favorite erotic stories to tell?

I’m in the BDSM lifestyle so my favourite stories to both read and write
and male Dom/female sub stories, with a happy ending. I love the dynamic
between the characters and the fact that, although the Dom does hurt the
sub physically, it is because she wants that, even needs it and there is a
deep connection and a loving relationship.

3. What is your favorite m/f or f/f and why?

Oh too many to mention. My favourite romantic comedy is While You Were
Sleeping with Bill Pullman and Sandra Bullock. I love the humour and Bill
Pullman’s growly voice works wonders ;).

Although they aren’t BDSM erotica, I really enjoyed Rosanna Leo’s series
on the Greek Gods about what happens when mortal meets God and they
develop a relationship. Very hot!

Out of my own books, I do have a soft spot for Will and Abby from Coming,
Ready or Not because I love their humour and the genuine affection and
love they feel for each other, but I think The Journal is the most
personal so far. I pretty much wrote heart and soul into that one, though
how much of it is me and how much is the character is for me to know and
you to guess :).

4. Flogger or paddle?

Flogger every time. I like the paddle, but the flogger can be painful,
sensual or sometimes both depending on what you do with it.

5. Chocolate or angel food cake?

Chocolate! Didn’t even need to think about that one 🙂

6. Sushi or cheeseburgers?

Blech! Just the idea of sushi makes my skin crawl so it’s got to be

7. What is the hottest scene you have ever written?

Oh good question! I think the scenes in Coming, Ready or Not when Will is
taking Abby right to the edge but not letting her have release.

8. What advice would you give an author just starting a novel length work?

I think whether you plot every last detail before you start or pants the
whole thing it really doesn’t matter as long as you write the way that
works best for you.

The best advice I ever heard was ‘you can’t edit a blank page’. So true.
Just write and don’t try and edit as you go, because editing uses
different parts of your brain and you pull yourself out of the flow of the
story if you try and edit as you go along. Allow your first draft to be
the biggest pile of rubbish you’ve ever seen, if that’s how it turns out.
That’s okay. That’s what first drafts are for. Because then you have
something finished that you can edit and polish and fix :).

9. What are your pet peeves in reading erotica?

When it’s clear people are writing something they know very little about
and when they use the wrong terminology. It’s not ‘her dominate’, it’s
‘her Dominant’, for example.

10. Open your book and tell us what juicy things are happening.

This bit is from The Journal. It’s right at the beginning of the story
when she has no idea whether her Master knows what she has done:

I kept my hands behind my back and walked over to him, my high heels
clicking on the hard wood floor. I dared not look at him, but I so wanted
to. Perhaps for reassurance that he wouldn’t hurt me, although I knew he
would; perhaps to see if the gentleness in his voice was there in his
eyes; perhaps to search for something, anything in his expression to tell
me what he was thinking.

He lifted a hand toward my face and I tried not to flinch, but he merely
stroked my hair, twining his fingers through the length of it. I began to
relax, leaning my head into his hand, until he grabbed a handful of hair
close to my scalp and pulled hard, and I couldn’t help letting out a small
squeak of surprise.

“This is no time for making such noises,” he said, still so calmly, so
controlled, and I bit back the sound, unable to rid myself of the feeling
that this was the calm before the storm.

His fingers gently covered and closed my eyes, and then I stood quietly
while he tied my hands behind my back. Now I couldn’t even see what was
coming, and even if I could, I was helpless to prevent it.

He clamped his hand firmly over my mouth, stopping even the chance to
protest, as his other hand explored my body, stroking and caressing – over
my breasts, across my hips, between my legs. I blushed as I realised he
must know how aroused I was.

He released my mouth and inspected my body with both hands, squeezing my
breasts and my bottom, stroking my face, touching between my legs once
more. I moaned softly and he covered my mouth again, muffling any noise I
might make.

Was I not to be allowed even the slightest sound? To have to keep silent
no matter what he might do to me? The thought of his control made me
shiver and I swallowed hard, trying to hold back a sudden rush of desire.
I tried to still myself, wondering if he had noticed.

Of course. Of course he had. He noticed everything. I wondered if it would
make a difference to what he would do. If it pleased him that I couldn’t
hide my reactions or if I would be punished for moving, however slightly?

He stepped away from me and I waited for what would come…

Liv’s Bio:

When not writing about delicious, hot male dominants and the female subs
who love them, I’m usually doing something craft-like, reading, baking,
eating the results of said baking, and attempting to satisfy the demands
of His High and Mighty Dominance (the cat!). My first story, Imagine, was
published with Silver Moon Books last year and Coming, Ready or Not is my
first solo book. The Journal, co-written with Domitri Xavier, is out on
12th July.

Coming, Ready or Not! is available from Amazon US –
and Amazon UK –

You can follow me on my blog –, Twitter – or Facebook and my Amazon page is here: