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Disabled lesbian. She/Her. Author of very steamy butch/femme romantasy. Sims geek and maker of weird art. Check out https://jordan-michelle.com/ for links to books, social media, and more information about me!

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · Aug 28

Check out Blood and Embers! A sexy enemies-to-lovers, fake fiancée sapphic romance set in a queernormative world with an unforgettable cast of characters, plenty of steam, and suspense. #lesfic #sapphic #queerwriters

You can find links to download (and more) at my website:
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review for blood and embers by jordan michelle :In the end, the magic of Blood and Embers lies in how seamlessly it combines its pieces: character, world, and genre. The romance heightens the mystery, the mystery deepens the romance, and the world around them makes everything feel believable and alive. It’s gripping, heartfelt, and wonderfully immersive. This is a story where danger and desire walk hand in hand, and for readers who love a blend of romance, fantasy, and suspense, it’s an absolute treat.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 6h

#wipsnips *battery* (power) max and vita head to the attic, where vita asks max a question that anyone but max would have trouble answering under the threat of being ate dead. #lesfic #queerwriters #writesky

But the attic was filled with objects stacked on top each other, like a regular attic minus the boxes. It gave it the effect of being some sort of wacky museum, and I wanted to look at every single thing, to run my fingertips over every surface.

“Wow!”

“I agree,” Max said in that low, even voice. I turned to look at her, only to find that she was closer to me than I had thought. The clean scent of her hit me hard and I found myself breathing her in deep. Max’s eyes were brimming with desire, with delight and with a power that even she couldn’t hide.

Don’t even think about it, I told myself sternly, because kissing was not something I was allowed to do anymore, and because it was all I really wanted to do in that moment other than to roll around in a puddle of her blood.

“Do you want to make love to me?” I found myself asking completely against reason. She gave me a sly smile and ran her teeth over her bottom lip. There was a slight pause before she answered, as if she was trying to decide whether to tell the truth or lie about what she wanted.

Eventually, she decided on the truth. “Yes.”

“Why?” I cocked my head to the side, almost nervously toying with a curl, wrapping it around my finger over and over again. “What if I ate you dead after?”

Her gaze penetrated something inside of me, filling me with warmth and comfort. The next words were simple, but not what I expected. “Because you excite me.”

“Excite you?” I asked in bewilderment.

“I haven’t had this much fun in a long time.”

I snickered. “I brought you here to kill people. And I threatened to eat you.”

She shrugged, eyes sparkling as they turned to examine the room around us.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 1d

a week today without smoking and it still sucks but i can take bigger hits of other smokable things without violently coughing?

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 1d

i love charlie and angelique throwing each other around in this enemies to lovers romance because a. not once do they actually harm each other and b. this aint no bickering-to-lovers these people loathe each other before they soften and fall in love and i think that's just so romance.

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 1d

rise and shine i'm trying to pretend like nothing bothers me today only i'm on 3 hours of sleep and i have an appointment with my psychiatrist, who stares at me like a cat.

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 1d

#wipsnips *dungeon* (prison) tw there's a single nsfw sentence. charlie and angelique have a pretty aggressive approach to foreplay (sexy but not sexual). the girls are fightiiing #lesfic #sapphic #queerwriters

"You know what, I can fight my own battles, Charlotte," I snapped. I nearly let out a moan when she snaked her hands into my hair and pulled it firmly at the root.

"No, you can't."

"Excuse me?" I asked, feeling red start to blind my vision, especially when she tugged my head back to look up at her. But I couldn't pull away. I was mesmerized by the look in her eyes, like she was fucking me without fucking me yet. I knew that’s where we were going. Not later, but now.

Her voice was soft and challenging when she spoke. "You don't do anything to defend yourself. You are a pacifist hypocrite."

"Says the woman who won't use her own abilities," I retorted. She chuckled. It was maddening.

"I don't need anything but my charmer abilities." She let go of my hair and pushed me back slightly, just enough to piss me off even further. I shoved her backwards and she caught herself on the edge of the bed.

"Because those are so powerful. You said yourself, charmers are a dime a dozen. And you're not even a good one. You can't locate. You can't--" She approached me with a few quick steps, putting two fingers on my lips to shut me up.

"Watch it," she warned, eyes flashing. Her voice was tense, her body close to mine where we stood in a small, simple room that I assumed she had manifested in place of a prison cell.

Bringing my hands to my hips, I stared at her with irritation pulsing through me. "Or?"

"Or I'm going to keep you on that edge until you cry," she threatened.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 1d

are you writing multiple projects at once? how do you keep them straight in your head? when i was ghostwriting i'd have 4 manuscripts on my hands but now that they're my manuscripts, i seem to have lost the skill of working on multiple stories. i want to do 2 this year. #writingcommunity #writesky

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 1d

it's 127k words that i'm throwing out but it'll be worth it to give charlotte a good story

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 1d

i am scrapping 90% of the charlie/angelique story and rewriting it almost completely. all because i LOVE CHARLIE. otherwise i'd scrap the whole thing. i just love her so much lol

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 2d

#wipsnips *safe* charlie threatens to collapse angelique's house down on top of her if angelique doesn't join her operation, doesn't actually do it when she says no anyway #lesfic #writesky #queerwriters

"You are literally the last person I would ever want to talk to," I finally said, pulling away my eyes away from her in order to save myself before I tumbled head-first into that deep, dark brown gaze.

"I know. But you're going to do it, anyway." I felt a sense of satisfaction when her words came out breathless. There was a bewitched look to her expression that made me feel powerful and in control for the briefest of moments.

I snorted. "No, I'm not."

"You will if you don't want more than these windows destroyed. I could collapse this house on top of you," Charlotte said, her voice going cold. She meant it. The idea of that made me shiver.

"You wouldn't," I snapped, but with the way she was looking at me, I wasn't actually sure.

There was a real threat to her words when she spoke next. “I would and I will. One house, one girl for four of my safe houses? Feels like a fair trade."

I was glad when my voice didn’t shake, that I showed no fear in responding to her. "Get to the point."

"I want you to work with me. I meant that." She crossed her arms over her chest, becoming all business. There was something particularly sexy that radiated off of her when she was being dead serious. I chose to ignore that thought.

"No," I said flatly. "I hate everything about you."

"You don't hate the way I kiss," she suggested.

“Yes, I do. Why do you think I ran?”

“Do you really want me to answer that question?” she asked in amusement.

“... No.” I said after a pause, hating that my cheeks had gone hot.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 3d

#lgbtqwriteathon my goals for this week are to make progress on my current writing wip (at least 10 pages/two chapters), and to get halfway through my editing wip. that part is taking not as much time as i thought it would! but still tedious. and sad, because that's the book i'm scrapping.

AmaraJLynn💎🌌🌺GEMS & STAR FLOWERS coming soon! @amaralynn.bsky.social · 3d

#LGBTQWriteAThon October 6:

Goals day! What are your goals this week?

#writesky #queerwriters #writers #lgbtqwriters

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 3d

#wipsnips *miss* just a little snapshot scene with the squad. aella is drunk and in love. the guardian king is (i describe him this way out of love) gay and annoying, as usual, and abraham does not appreciate it. #lesfic #writesky #queerwriters

"Oh! I am Princess Camilla of Amoura." Camilla tried to push forward to shake his hand, but Aella wrapped her arms around the princess's waist to hold her back.

"Okay?" Sam looked confused as to why she was speaking to him. Abraham sidled toward him and smacked him upside the head. Sam cursed.

"What the hell was that for?" he asked, hands on his hips, head tilted with outrage as if he had no idea that he had been being an asshole.

"You will be respectful to the princess," Abraham growled.

"I'm not actually a princess anymore." Camilla had a bright smile on her face.

"You're my princess," Aella said, pressing her lips to Camilla's cheek, trying to turn her face for a kiss.

Camilla giggled. “Aella's drunk."

"I'm not drunk, I love you," Aella slurred, making another attempt at a kiss. This time, it was a successful one.

"She's definitely drunk," the Mother said fondly, looking between the two of them.

"I'm going to take her to bed. Tooloo," she said, waving at Sam with her fingers and shooting me a smile.

"I cannot believe you hit me like that." Though Sam was affronted, his eyes traveled slowly up and down Abraham's big body. "I did miss you, though."

"Where is Sebastian?" Abraham asked, ignoring the flirtation. Sam and I exchanged a glance.

"It's a long story," Sam said, before sauntering over to a table full of food and beginning to fill a plate.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 3d

#lgbtqwriteathon *fall* vita becomes distracted by how hot max is for a moment before she goes back to fantasizing about sebastian's imminent death. #queerwriters #writesky

I stood next to Max as she unzipped the portal to reveal a sea of green. Part of me wanted to take her hand and hold it in mine. The other part of me wanted to devour her flesh. She smelled so, so good, like soap. I could have bathed in her scent if we had time. But the portal was open, and it was time to go.
“Are you ready?” I asked her.
“Yes,” she said calmly. “Are you?”
“I’m ready to see him die!”
She stared at me for a moment, studying my face with those gorgeous eyes, eyes I could easily fall into and never recover from. I ignored that thought in favor of daydreaming about what I was about to do to Sebastian Alexander, how his face would be contorted with pain as he died.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 3d

#queerprompts the clear answer is LGBT people but there's also a lot of (some pretty far) leftist ideas in the books. it reflects my relief about colonization, about how violence may (sometimes) be the only answer to a violent dictatorship that snatches people away from their families and home, etc.

🌈CJ Aralore @cjaralore.bsky.social · 4d

#QueerPrompts October 5: Banned Books Week Begins: What might someone try to ban your story for having?

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#QueerPrompts October 5: Banned Books Week Begins: What might someone try to ban your story for having?

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 4d

#wipsnips *store* (keep) charlotte gives her vigilante speech after tying a very angry angelique to a chair #lesfic #writesky #queerwriters

"I am calling the Gathering when I get out of this." I could tell she meant the threat by the look in her eyes.

"No, you're not. You know better," I said coldly. She pressed her lips together, her golden tan skin going slightly pale. "You could join us, you know. This city deserves to burn."

"Why?" she asked, growing more worked up by the moment.

"Because they treat magickals like we're animals. Our people go missing all the time. They get picked up by cops, they vanish. They get caught using their abilities, they are killed. So, we burn their buildings. We tear the city down. And we kill the people who mean to kill us," I told her through clenched teeth.

"What will that accomplish, Charlotte?"

"They know we are not weak. They are starting to get afraid. I intend to grow this movement to every magickal I can. I intend to expand my territory until we take over city hall. This city will belong to us, as it should."

"And you will be what? A mayor?" She scoffed at that, a look of derision on her face. “You are taking a dangerous avenue to City Hall, if that’s the case.”

"A leader. A real one, unlike you," I growled. "You are a traitor to your people."

"By trying to keep people safe from you?" she asked.

"By trying to stop this cause. Locking up my men. Holding us back. The fighting. Shifter versus charmer. We should be working together." For a moment, I considered that. Working side by side with this woman. Just the idea of it gave me a splitting headache.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 5d

#wipsnips *hunt* vita threatens to hunt max relentlessly unless max agrees to help her kill sebastian and the rest of the gathering #lesfic #queerwriters #writesky

“So why do you need me?” she asked. “I thought you wanted me to kill him.”

I shook my head. “Because he will be surrounded by other members of the Gathering, and I need someone who knows how to kill.” She closed her eyes for a moment, rubbing her hand over her forehead.

“With all due respect—” she began.

“Don’t say it,” I warned.

“—there’s no way the three of us can do that. We will all be killed.”

I glared at her. “No.”

“No?” She lifted an eyebrow, eyes sparkling with mirth.

“You’re doing this,” I demanded, resolute. There was no way I was going to let her back out when I needed her so badly. By all accounts, Max was a ruthless, efficient killer—the best of her kind.

“Or?” she challenged.

I beamed at her, baring all my teeth. “I’ll hunt you every single day for the rest of your life. And you’ll never know when I’ll kill you, or how badly it will hurt.”

“Well…” she said, looking not the least bit concerned. “That answers that question.”

“I’m sorry.” Breck shook his head. “But she is serious.”

Max looked as though she was stifling her laughter. “I can tell.”

I hopped off the bed again to jab her in the chest with my finger. “It’s. Not. Funny.”

“You’re right. I apologize,” she said, taking my hand for only a brief second before she let it drop.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 6d

#wipsnips *hibernate* (sleep) poor charlie and ellis get called bozos when they are caught in the crossfire between sebastian and vita. #queerwriters #writesky #writingcommunity

“Is this everyone who is left?” I asked, looking around the sparse table.

“Reverend and Prayer are still asleep. Lorelei and Ashara seem to be gone. I feel Lor close by. She must be trying to get inside.” Sebastian’s answer sounded annoyed, as if he didn’t know why I was asking.

“What about Breck?” Vita asked with a deep frown. “These two bozos said they didn’t know.” She pointed between Charlie and Ellis, who both raised their eyebrows in similarly affronted looks.

“What about him?” Sebastian asked lazily in a tone that was clearly meant to get on Vita’s nerves. It worked. She bristled beside me and I had to take her hand to keep her from lunging. “I don’t even know the man.”

“Sebastian.” Abraham’s voice was a warning.

“I am so not a bozo,” Charlie muttered to herself, as if she was repeating an affirmation.

Ellis took a piece of toast from Charlie’s plate and crunched into it, even as Charlie to snatch it back. “You kind of are though.” She patted Charlie on the head as if she was a child.

“I agree,” Sebastian said with a grin. “A doofus, even.”

Charlie put her face in her hands. “This is the worst day of my life.”

“Enough.” Abraham demanded. He stood and started to pace, dumping Sebastian from his lap. “We have to get out of here.”

“We have to find Breck.” To my surprise, Vita spoke low and soft, with none of her usual enthusiasm. Somehow, she’d said the words in a way that had threatened everyone in the room at once.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 7d

i didn't have a wipsnips today because the only related word i had was pink but i'm an erotica writer and none of those instances could be shared 🫢

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✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag @wipsnips.bsky.social · 7d

The #WIPSnips word for October 2nd is "salmon"

This one might be a tough one, but remember that synonyms, variations and ✨vibes✨ are fine. Like fish in general or the color pink!

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

#WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag
October 2 - salmon
Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration
Use #WIPSnips. Don't forget Alt Text for graphics
Synonyms, variation and vibes are fine.
Support others on the #WIPSnips tag!
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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 7d

#queerprompts i am jordan and i write butch/femme lesbian romantasy. my current writing project is an opposites attract/forced proximity story where the heroes are villains and the villains are heroes. ft wild woman vita who bathes in blood, and max, her mysterious but handsome partner in crime.

🌈CJ Aralore @cjaralore.bsky.social · 8d

#QueerPrompts October 1: Introduce yourself & your WIP/story/book

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 7d

#lgbtqwriteathon i'm jube/jubes/jordan and i am currently working on rewriting one book (charlie/angelique) and writing another (vita/max). my goals are to get the entire initial manuscript of c/a at least highlighted and divided into pieces and to finish pt 1 of v/m. #queerwriters #writesky

AmaraJLynn💎🌌🌺GEMS & STAR FLOWERS coming soon! @amaralynn.bsky.social · 8d

Welcome to #LGBTQWriteAThon!

Introduce yourself and your goal this month!

Remember to use the tag so others can view your posts, and please feel free to quote the daily posts, it's actually the easiest way for me to keep up with you all!

Happy October and happy writing!

#writesky #queerwriters

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 8d

#wipsnips *river* (mouthwatering)(it has water in it, okay) breck revives max after vita almost kills her, and vita realizes just how handsome her new captive is #lesfic #queerwriters #writesky

I liked the mysterious stranger I had just met, but the thought of draining her body of blood while it was still warm was almost mouthwatering. Creeping closer, I climbed onto the bed, perching on the edge as she stirred. When she opened her eyes, I beamed at her.

“She’s alive!”

A small smile spread over her lips and I felt myself blush for no reason.

So handsome, said the dreamy voice in my head. And she was; her features were strong, powerful. Her large, almond-shaped eyes were almost black, her prominent nose complementing her wide, perfect mouth. Most striking was her skin—a deep, dark shade of mahogany that looked both soft and edible. I wondered what it tasted like. The thought made my cheeks grow even hotter. She lifted an eyebrow when she noticed.

“Who are you?” she asked Breck without looking away from me.

“My name is Breck. I’m a charmer.”

“He’s my friend!”

“Sometimes,” he muttered. I smacked him so hard on the arm it formed a handprint, snickering when he tried to slap me back. Max looked between us with an unreadable expression as Breck unlocked the cuff around her wrist. She rubbed it as if it hurt her, and I suddenly felt a little bad. Swooping down, I planted a kiss there before scrambling back onto the bed. Breck shook his head.

“Don’t mind her. She has zero impulse control,” Breck said as they both rose to their feet.

“I’ll show you impulse. I’m going to rip all your hair out,” I promised. “Rip it out ‘til you’re a baldy.”

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 9d

not me saying the a-word in my snippet........

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 9d

#wipsnips *paw* charlie tries to locate angelique's best friend, gets a little distracted by her underwear drawer (but not really) #lesfic #queerwriters #writesky

"I need you to get out of here and stop distracting me."

"This is my bedroom. I'm not leaving you alone in here." She put her hands on her hips. "I'm not distracting you."

"You are incredibly distracting. What do you think I'm going to do, paw through your panty drawer?" I asked.

"I wouldn't put it past you."

Rolling my eyes, I gestured her away. "Do you want me to find your friend, or not?"

She grumbled, leaving the room without another word. I couldn't help but notice that her t-shirt came just above the bottom curve of her ass, and my eyes wouldn't let go until she was gone. Shaking my head, I rubbed my hand over my mouth. I closed my eyes and focused on Nani, as well as I could focus on someone I'd spent no more than an hour around. But her image was fuzzy, and no matter how hard I tried, it was impossible to find her.

"Well?" Angelique said from the other side of the door, voice full of impatience.

"Go away," I snapped.

She threw it open and stomped in, arms crossed over her chest. "Did you find her?"

"No. And your panties aren't all that interesting."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm sure you're more interested in the ones I have on."

"I'd be more interested in those if you let me pull them--"

"Shut up. Where's Nani?" Those cheeks went red again. I almost snuck a kiss.

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Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 9d

thank you! there are heavy stakes in this book and a lot of darkness but the character of charlie (the one doing the teasing), brings a lot of light and levity. i just love her lol

Jordan Michelle @jrdn-michelle.bsky.social · 10d

#wipsnips *bear* angelique is more afraid of flirting with charlie than she is of bears, and she's pretty damn scared of bears. #lesfic #queerwriters #writesky

"Let's go," she said. "Take this." She pressed a small, shiny gun into my hand.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked her. She didn't answer. It was a silly question, but just holding the gun made my heart speed up all over again, especially since there was no way to see more than a few feet ahead of us through the tunnel that connected the platform and the ramp.

"Wait," I said to her, putting my hand on her shoulder. "What if there's like--a bear on the other side?"

She lifted an eyebrow, a small smile on her lips. "A bear?"

"Yeah. Big. Bear...”

"A big bear..." she repeated slowly, laughter in her voice.

I had to cover my mouth with my hand to keep from smiling. “Shut up. You know what I mean."

"That's what I gave you the gun for, Angelique.”

"Oh, yeah?" My voice betrayed me by mimicking her playful tone. “And here I thought we were going to duel. I was looking forward to shooting you.”

Her dark eyes were full of amusement, dazzling and lively; she was taunting me, as usual.
"You're flirting again.”

"I am not," I protested, going hot and flushed all over. I hated when she said that, because there was no way in hell I would ever flirt with Charlotte.

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