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Thank you. Re: Boston.

My friends.

I wanted to take a moment to thank each one of you who has donated to the Red Cross and the One Boston donation page.
The sheer volume of love and time given by those at is simply stunning.
The people involved have given so much to help those in need and they may never know exactly how much appreciation and thanks is given in return.

But we can show our appreciation and love by doing one thing.


Please follow the links below if you are unsure of where to give.

Firstly please go to.

And also follow @Argyle_Empire on twitter.

You can then find links to the Red Cross and the One Boston appeal from there.
You may also be interested in the signed books by SR himself.
You can find that link and how to enter here.

Once again. Thank you for all of your support and donations.

Mr Darwin Blake.


Friends, i am deeply saddened and without a doubt disgusted by the horrific act carried out at the Boston Marathon.

I watched in horror as i am sure many of you also did as the events unfolded on the news.

Many friends have contacted me to discuss this terrible incident.

This act is nothing but cowardice and those behind it should be ashamed of themselves.


Which brings me on the the next passage.

This was sent to me as part of an email.

Thank You for reading.


Hello Everyone,
In response to the tragedy in Boston, Argyle Empire is hosting a fundraiser to aid charities that will be helping in the recovery effort.
Given that part of the Gabriel series is set in Boston, we felt it was an appropriate and essential thing to do.If you donate a minimum of $5.00 to either the American Red Cross, your local chapter of the Red Cross or to The One Fund Boston, simply email a copy of your receipt to me Then enter the giveaway posted at the top of our homepage

SR has graciously agreed to sign UK edition copies of both “Gabriel’s Inferno” and “Gabriel’s Rapture” for the winner.
The fundraiser will run between now and April 30. The winner will be selected on May 1 and notified by May 3.

We began the fundraiser yesterday and I’m happy to announce that our first day generated over $300.00. Our sincere thanks go to our fellow moderators at all the SRFans accounts worldwide, THESUBCLUBbooks, Bookish Temptations, Kat Bastion and Darwin Blake for their assistance in promoting this endeavor. We’re off to a great start and we’d love to see this effort grow by leaps and bounds over the next two weeks.

If you could help us promote this, that would be great.

If you would like to donate and enter the giveaway, please feel free to do so.
After all, this is really about helping a worthwhile charity and finding a way to deliver some kindness to a community that is hurting.
If you have any questions, please feel free to ask by email or in the comments section below.Many thanks in advance.

Take Care,
Jenn, Iris, Sere & Coco



Thank you for reading.

Please Retweet and share with everybody.

This terrible act made me instantly think of one thing.




Brave, a word used too much.

Brave is someone battling illness.

Brave is someone going against the grain.

Someone who gives all but expects nothing.

Brave is the person who goes out of their way to help others.

Brave is someone who is charitable.

Brave is that person who stands up against oppression.

Against those who would dominate.

Brave is you.

Brave is me.

But only if you want to be.



Please be brave today, give some money, give some time.

Thank you again.

Mr Darwin Blake.



Your Command.

Everything I have to give.
Is all you’ll ever need, I swear.
My body, soul and mind is yours.
My flesh it waits for your word.
Anticipates and salivates.
To do whatever you desire.
And succumb to your demands.
Tame my soul and too my will.
Lock me deep beneath the ground.
Hide my flesh from sight.
Milk me dry for your needs.
Anything for you, I plead.
Let me kneel and bow down.
Be the jewel within your crown.
Bind me, tease and tempt me so.
Hover inches from my face.
Bring your lips to meet with mine.
That taste alone is so divine.
To please you so is my reward.
Anything to feel that touch.
Break my will, I will beg “more.”
Tie me to the fucking floor.
Lash me tightly to the bed.
Stop before my pleasure spreads.
Make me wait for your word.
Command me just as I deserve.
Your demands are met without.
A word, a question, any doubt.
Anything you ask of me.
Mistress I shall do for thee…

What about?

I had originally planned to post this as an alternative Valentines post.

I decided against it.


I want to talk about what happens when love goes wrong.
When your heart is broken in 2000 bittersweet pieces every one with thousands and thousands of tiny razor sharp edges.
Each one so sharp it will cut your very entity in two and laugh in your face as your soul spills out on to the floor.
Torn and wasted.
And every single black surface watching and laughing at you as you try to scoop up what’s left of the life and love you once knew. 
As you cut your fingers to ribbons on your own heart!

So what about that?

Well it’s shit.

Am I wrong?

After the pain of something as powerful as that, how does someone come back?
How do they stop the pain and ache and feeling of absolute despair?

One day at a time.

That’s how.

One slow and painful day at a time.
Each day a shard slowly joins back to another. Held in what feels like eternal slow motion.

Your mind and body cries out to your heart!



And…it’s hard.

So painful.

As if it will never go away.

It’s a difficult thing to grasp for someone who hasn’t felt this pain.

Someone who has never felt the heartbreak of the one they love saying…”I just don’t love you any more.”

Like a knife through your heart.

Like I said.

It’s shit.

It’s no way to feel.

Who needs that?

You, me?


Nobody should ever feel that.

So how do we fix this pain?

This slow return…this epic journey of rediscovery.

We smile.

We get on with it.

We let our friends and loved ones see the sparkle in our eyes.

And then.

Only then!

Do we grin in the face of despair and pain and say…”Kiss my Ass!”

And then.

When the sun shines bright, a breeze rolls over us and our favourite song fills the air…then will you understand how it feels to love again.

Then you will be ready to open your heart to another.

To love.

To give.

To live.

Darwin Blake.

The Almost Famous Author.

My sweet friend.

Hello there my sweet release.
My confidant and friend.
Have I told you recently.
Of what you do to me?
Have I counted all the ways?
Added all the sums?
Told you how I care for you.
And how you’ve changed my world.
Said to me each day I wake.
Morning Darwin Dear!
And sometimes when I don’t reply.
Never do you fear.
Because you know that everyday.
Eventually I’ll call your name.
Never do you close me out.
Or forget that I’m here.
Sometimes i see your smile.
Shoogling across my screen.
Shaking all that good stuff.
Wish it was for me.
But of course it never is.
And why would it be so?
Thankful for our friendship.
I hope you never go.
I wish one day I’ll meet you.
Espresso and latte.
Chocolate cake and shortbread slice.
Maybe I will share.
But that’s just a pipedream.
But simply not fair.
Shared so much that to this day.
Remains between ourselves.
Nothing wrong with secrets.
But secrets shared can help.
So my friend.
I am so proud of what you have achieved. In life.
In love.
In all between.
You always will succeed.


When I awoke, and cleared my throat.
Stretched out long and yawned.
I squeezed my eyes so tightly shut.
That colours danced before them.
I know last night for you had been.
A fantasy, a fun filled dream.
Alone you went, in to the night.
To drink and dance and taste delights.
And as you did my mind did race.
Of decadence and your bit lip.
Replies to mine were short and cold.
I’m having fun! To me you told.
And that’s ok, to myself I lie.
It’s fine for you to have some fun.
I get it, let your hair down love.
But in my mind I see our kiss.
It’s not me against your lips.
Some lucky man from the night.
Is tasting you lips tonight.
I know it’s only in my mind.
I’m crazy, yes!
But love is blind.
It burns me deep within my heart.
My love so hot it never stops.
A passion fueled sweet romance.
And now I see you’ve sent a call.
I pick up…my heart it skips a beat.
I say “Hello.” 
And sated are my thoughts of woe.


If I’m far away.
Another place.
Another day.
Working in a lonely world.
Waiting to be in your arms.
Phone calls are but such a tease.
Your silken voice away from me.
Those lips like silk.
Your skin so soft.
Of theses things I am robbed.
Falling softly in to sleep.
Happy smile and mind at peace.
Of theses things I am without.
When I am so distant.
Slumber stifled.
Half awake.
Restless body.
For you I ache.
Soon I shall return to you.
See your smile.
A tear or two.
Wipe them softly from your face.
Hold you tightly in my arms.
Thankful that I have returned. 

Lullaby of your heart.

Let me spend a moment.
To lie here in your arms.
I close my eyes.
And feel the warmth.
Against your chest I lay.
Heart it pounds against my ear.
I feel the rise and fall.
Quiet, content breath.
Slow compared to your heart.
I know that each and every beat.
Is just for me to hear.
It whispers as it beats away.
Loving, caring sounds.
And as the rhythm carries me.
I begin to dream.
The lullaby of your heart.
I’ll know is always mine.

May I?

Would I be quite so bold,
Asking you for your soul?
Asking if you’ll join with mine.
Linked as one, for all time.
Bound by love and passion fueled.
Bring me sunshine, smiles and stars.
Take from me what you deserve.
My body, heart and soul to take.
I’ll sign it over,  if you like.
A document’s official, right?
Then you’ll have it for all time.
To put my soul along with thine.
Place your hand upon my chest.
Feel my heart beating fast.
Can you hear it’s rhythmic thrum?
Beating out like a drum.
Yes my love, you hear it right.
Your name it beats for all time.

Happy Birthday @KatieMagnet