The
Scorpion’s Empress
by Yoshiyuki Ly
GENRE: Erotic Romance
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After years of serving
a corrupt government, Ser Videl, an idealistic paladin, learns that her younger
sister is tangled in a dark scheme against Raj Mangala, the compassionate yet
troubled Empress of the city's oppressed lowtown; the two women meet and are
deeply drawn to one another, finding a shared sanctuary in their
violently-divided city. The Scorpion's Empress is intimately written through
the eyes of both twenty-seven year old women.
Videl's loving devotion is just what Raj craves, but Raj is wary of letting her guard down while protecting her throne. Determined to prove her worth, Videl chases after Raj and works to unravel the mystery of the plots against the Empress. Raj wants Videl to serve her emotional and sexual needs, and the two explore a meaningful relationship of dominance and submission that delves fully into their deepest wants. When the conspiracy against Raj comes to a head, Videl's loyalties are tested when she is forced to choose between her past and her Empress.
Videl's loving devotion is just what Raj craves, but Raj is wary of letting her guard down while protecting her throne. Determined to prove her worth, Videl chases after Raj and works to unravel the mystery of the plots against the Empress. Raj wants Videl to serve her emotional and sexual needs, and the two explore a meaningful relationship of dominance and submission that delves fully into their deepest wants. When the conspiracy against Raj comes to a head, Videl's loyalties are tested when she is forced to choose between her past and her Empress.
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EXCERPT:
This promise of adventure—I hadn't felt it properly in
years. Women for me have come and gone, literally. The beginnings were never
like this. They hadn't looked at me with such controlled, respectful want. Like
a gentleman. Like a knight—a true paladin. They hadn't held their hand out to
me, not giving a damn about everyone staring at us. They hadn't asked me to
dance as Satya sang such a haunting, romantic song about uncertain longing.
And then she spoke again: “I'm assuming another rule is that
I don't get to learn your real name.”
That was way more than anyone else had managed to do.
I leaned in to whisper in her ear, “The name's Raj. You're
not allowed to tell no one. Promise me.”
“I won't betray your trust. I swear that on my honor. I
really like your name. It suits you, all the power you have. Tell me whenever I
have permission to call you that. I'd like to earn it.”
She guided me over to the dance floor. The crowd parted to
make room for us. They whispered to each other as we passed by; they saw how
entranced I was, no matter how hard I fought to hide it. I watched the seriousness
turn over as shadows across Videl's beautiful face. Serious, but soft,
somehow—she had a perfect balance of the two almost all the time.
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Balancing life and
writing
Yoshiyuki Ly here, and I’d like to talk
about how I balance life and writing. It’s a difficult topic for me because I
originally started writing to escape life. Over time I found that this didn’t
work. I write better when I confront realities and reflect them on the page.
Still, I keep to myself like I used to before. There are certain people I’ve
learned to stay away from completely.
Every now and then, someone looks at
me, observes my attitude and solitude, and decides that I have no real life. On
the outside, no, it doesn’t look like I do. But that’s the point. While I’m
working, I’ll sit in my room, listen to music, or stop to play video games
while my mind is elsewhere, go back to writing, sometimes read, or sleep while
somehow staying awake. I have to exhaust myself if I even think about sleeping
normally. If I don’t, I stay up for hours, staring at nothing while I plan out
my chapters by emotional memories. I’ve noticed that I get slight social
anxiety whenever I have to go somewhere while my mind’s still at work like
this. I have to stop it first before I can go out. If I don’t, things built up.
I’ll get irritated. Ideas won’t flow naturally, stopped like a blood clot that
snowballs into something worse. I never show it. Unless I know ahead of time that
I need to go out, that’s the only way I can slow things down naturally.
It’s a strange process that I don’t
explain often. I know I’m not like other people and I don’t need to be. I’m
caught off-guard whenever someone expects me to “fit in” with everyone else.
There are certain people that can reach me in this place, so far-removed from
other things. That’s just the way I am.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Yoshiyuki Ly
was born in San Diego, CA. She lived there until moving away to college. In
high school, she began writing fanfiction as a serious hobby. Her pen name is
representative of her multiracial heritage and a unique, diverse outlook that
is reflective in her work. While pursuing an undergraduate degree in
philosophy, she spent her free time reading the works of Virginia Woolf, Soren
Kierkegaard and Simone de Beauvoir. She then spent the next years honing her
craft to become a published author.
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