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@blackcatbooknook.bsky.socialOct 10, 2026, 3:00 AM

Meet Syrena Summers, Silas' (metaphorical ) sister. She has been brought on as our Editoral Assistant!

(We just started a bluesky for her so it is empty, but she can be found at @syrenasummersbcbn.bsky.social)

#IndiePublishing #QueerWriting #OwnVoice #OwnVoices

Black Cat Book Nook Logo on a computer screen graphic with the words, "Meet Syrena Summers. Hi! I’m Synrena Summers, Editorial Assistant. I’ll be the first person you speak with when submitting your work! I look forward to working with new authors to bring their stories to the publishing world! I identify as a cis pansexual woman with a preference for other women." Attached is a bitmoji representation of Syrena Summers.
@marleybwwrites.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 5:57 PM

agent’s guide to What You Wish ♬⊹ ࣪ ˖

Thematic mirrors
♬ music and artistic expression
♬ neurodivergent, anxiety and trauma rep
♬ healing from childhood trauma
♬ emotionally vulnerable heroes
♬ slow-burn intimacy
♬ love doesn't fix you, but helps you grow

#romancebooks #amquerying #ownvoice #bvm

@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 8:06 AM

#WIPSnips - October 9, 2026

Theo, one of Eron's right-hand people, is discussing the raid on a strip club owned by a newer mafia organization in the city.

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

Theo adjusted his tie as he walked into the study. “Sir.” His voice was cool and collected, just like I had always known Theo to be. “How many times do I have to tell you that it is ‘Eron’ to you? ‘Sir’ is so ... formal and weirdly BDSM-y.” That got a look from Enzo that was something between amusement and surprise, “Everyone calls you ‘Sir’, Eron. Like, literally, all of your men. I can’t think of one of them that calls you your name.” He pauses, “And lives to tell the tale that is.” Theo clears his throat, “Sir... Eron... the raid is happening at the strip club in Devensport. Are you sure you want to be there for it? It could get ugly. This new organization doesn’t seem to understand the rules of this city yet. They will kill you on sight if needed.” I shake my hand dismissively, “It’s fine. They are small-timers, Theo. We send ten or so of us there and decimate them almost immediately.” Enzo lets out a soft groan. “God, you’re so hot when you sound so confident. I’m currently forgetting to be worried.”
@blackcatbooknook.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 3:00 AM

We'd like you to meet the man behind the brand, Silas Summers. If you would like to follow his author account, you can find it at @silassummersauthor.bsky.social!

#IndiePublishing #QueerWriting #OwnVoice #OwnVoices

Black Cat Book Nook Logo on a computer screen graphic with the words, "Meet Silas Summers. Hi! I’m Silas Summers, Owner of Black Cat Book Nook. I am an indie author, writing books about men loving other men whether monogamy or polyamory. Sometimes it is kinky, sometimes it is vanilla but it is always a good time! I identify as a cis biromantic homosexual man." Attached is a bitmoji representation of Silas Summers.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 8, 2026, 7:28 AM

#WIPSnips - October 8, 2026

Eron refused to be bested by those damn carnival games. He was winning Enzo that giant stuffed animal ... even if his methods became extreme.

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

“Are you having a good time, Enzo?” I asked him as I held the giant lizard stuffed animal I won for him at the shooting game. Enzo gives me a side-glance, “It would have been better to have won that stuffed animal without pulling out your real gun.” I give him a mock-indignant look. “Listen to me, they rig those games, they don’t want you to win, they don’t make money that way. Even if these stuffed animals can be bought for five dollars from China.” I shift my head to look at him, “That fucking carny was laughing at me. ME. Eron Wolfe. It was humiliating. At least I shot the targets and not the man himself.” “That was so reassuring, Eron.” Although he is trying to be firm, he can’t help but smile a shy, soft smile. “Ok, it is really cute though, look at its tongue, it is sticking out. He looks happy.” “And had I not shot those targets with my real gun, we would be walking away both humiliated. You wouldn’t have your stuffed animal and I would have had to explain to Theo why the Wolfe Pack needs to burn down the carnival. Not a good look for either of us.”
@blackcatbooknook.bsky.socialOct 8, 2026, 3:15 AM

Although we will publish ALL Queer focused works of fiction and non-fiction, Black Cat Book Nook will specialize in work of #OwnVoice (#OwnVoices) representation.

Black Cat Book Nook Logo on a computer screen graphic with the words, "What is Own Voice? #OwnVoice (or #OwnVoices) are novels, novellas, novelettes, short stories and serials where the author and the main character share the same marginalized or underrepresented identity."Black Cat Book Nook Logo on a computer screen graphic with the words, "Core Concepts. Shared Identity: In out instance it would be sexual orientation and gender identity of the authors. Authenticity: Less likely to have characters that will be harmful stereotypes or superficial representation. Lived Experience: Showcases an author's personal challenges, joys, and day-to-day realities."Black Cat Book Nook Logo on a computer screen graphic with the words, "Why it matters? Accurate representation matters to the Queer community to read because it can be more of a genuine reflection of who are are instead of through the lens of (mostly) heteronormative authors who may see our struggles and triumphs but do not live through them. It is important to create empathy through richer, more realistic understanding of Queer people from the perspectives of Queer people that share those identities with their characters."
@ualbertapress.bsky.socialOct 7, 2026, 4:00 PM

“Stories about Iranian life and culture have never been told with such grace and complexity.”
Uchechukwu Peter Umezurike, author of there’s more
https://bit.ly/4lPKxkK

#Reading #ShortFiction #Books #CanLit #OwnVoice #Newcomer #Immigration
@uumez.bsky.social

@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 7, 2026, 6:49 AM

#WIPSnips - October 7, 2026

Noble and Nyx have just done some training with Nyx absolutely annihilating Noble. And now Noble is finding out about Nyx's ~*other*~ form.

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

“Ok, I don’t understand.” Noble lies on the ground, panting, his chest heaving up and down, his sword long lost during the training session. “We both have supernatural abilities, but you just kicked my ass all the way to Timbuktu and then back. That was ... insane, Nyx.” “That isn’t a very fair comparison to you, Noble.” I kneel next to him, a sly smile on my lips, “I am an ancient vampire and you are simply a vampire hunter. While the Lodge imbues you with powers, it cannot compare to the dark magic used to create me.” “Fucking dark magic bullshit.” He sits up, looking at me with narrowed eyes, “It must be nice to not have to work for the power you were given. Here you are just la-dee-da, I am an ancient vampire who can boil your blood and blah blah blah.” I can tell from his tone he is mostly joking. “And to think, I didn’t even take on my vampiric form, which actually enables me to be about five or six times stronger.” Noble’s eyes open wide as he stares at me. “Wait ... sorry, did I hear you correctly. Vampire Form?” He stares at me, unblinking.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 5:21 AM

#WIPSnips - October 6, 2026

Zeke is being ~*exactly*~ as one would expect as a cat shapeshifter.

(This scene is adorable and I hope you love it as much as I do - especially those with vocal cats like me)

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

Zeke was laying on the bed on his back, his head hanging over the side of the bed as he groaned about being hungry. I was in the kitchen, trying not to laugh at his antics, but it was kind of funny, he was a shapeshifting cat that was begging for food. I have had enough cats in my life to know that is just a thing. “Zaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkkk.” I hear him groan from the bedroom. “I am hungry. It’s like I am wasting away to nothing before my own eyes. I can see my RIBS, Zakk!” I snicker to myself as quietly as possible, trying not to encourage him. “Are you ... are you LAUGHING at me?” He steps out of the room, an irritated look on his face. “I am dying and wasting away to nothing and you are LAUGHING at me?” He points his finger at me. “What kind of ... owner are you?” “You ate like, four hours ago, Zeke. I am making us some chicken fried rice. It will be ready soon.” “Wait, I am starving and wasting away and you are making me RICE?” He looks indignant.
@jamiesonwolf.comOct 5, 2026, 11:58 PM

Sweet! I wrote 686 words of Captain Maven and the Hard Push! I was able to finish off chapter four and start chapter five. I'm having so much fun writing my super hero that lives with a chronic illness. Own voice stories for the win! #writing #CaptainMaven #ownvoice

@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 5:27 AM

#WIPSnips - October 5, 2026

This is actually the first time Daelan and Daxton had sex. Daelan is being a love-smitten puppy dog right now.

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

“Right.” He says quietly, a few moments passing before he opens his eyes. “Alright, I’ll get the spare set of sheets they left downstairs and meet you in the shower.” He gets up and heads down the stairs with sluggish movements, I feel bad but I know he doesn’t want to wake up cemented to the sheets either. I strip the bed and put the dirty laundry in the bathtub before heading downstairs to the bathroom. A few minutes after starting the water, Daelan walks into the bathroom. He looks me up and down and suddenly the tired looks like it has left him. “Well hey there, handsome. What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” He leans against the wall with his hand, a goofy grin on his face. “Oh my god.” I hide my face in my hands, “Just get in the fucking shower you goofball.” I step inside the walk-in shower, motioning him to join me with a crooked finger. “Come on, loverboy.” “Yeah, I’m the only fucking goofball here.” He steps in behind me. As we finish the shower and head back upstairs, we crawl into bed after assembling the new sheets. He pulls me into his embrace, pressing my back against his chest, “Goodnight, baby boy.” He whispers in my ear before kissing my shoulder.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 4, 2026, 5:36 AM

#WIPSnips - October 4, 2026

(Meet one of my newer couples - Jayden & Josh)

Jayden and Josh are looking at moving into a 24/7 D/s relationship. 'The Circle' is the exclusive group that Josh is part of. They keep each other in check.

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

I sat at the dining room table, trying to find something to calm the accelerated beating of my heart in my vhest. He looked absored in writing, but I was sure he could hear it. I could hear it in my ears, making everything else sound fuzzy. “How did you sleep?” Josh asked without even looking up. He was forcused on the paper in front of him. “Uh, I slept well... Sir.” I add the title at the end, still not confident in my use of it. I flex my fingers together nervously as I watch him. “It was a little weird having the heat on.” “Excellent.” I watch as he shuffles the papers toward me. “This is a contract, Jayden. It stipulates all of the things we will be discussing. I want to go over it with you, clause-by-clause, word-by-word so you understand it completely.” I look down at the document in front of me, “Wow, this is really ... professional.” “The Circle doesn’t take this kind of thing lightly, Jayden. We are not a bunch of amateurs that think this is something ‘fun’ to do in our spare time.”
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 3, 2026, 5:26 AM

#WIPSnips - October 3, 2026

Daelan and Daxton were upgraded to the honeymoon suite due to overbooking. It is not the standard double room Daelan requested.

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

I can tell from the look on his face, he is just as mesmerized, “Wow. This is much different from what I had originally booked. Do you see this staircase? It is SPIRAL. I have never, in my entire existence, ever been somewhere that has a spiral staircase. That shit is for the movies or something.” I watch as he ascends the staircase, twisting all the way up. “Holy shit, Daxton.” He looks over the railing of the loft wall, “Free fucking champagne, and it is the good stuff. There’s also a bunch of rose petals everywhere. Very romantic.” “It is the honeymoon suite.” I snort-laugh, “It would be kind of weird if there weren’t some perks for having this room.” I start up the stairwell when I hear a popping sound. “You’re opening it, aren’t you?” I get to the top of the stairs to see him pouring two glasses. “Unless they do that so you drink it and then they charge you five-hundred percent of its value… Seriously Daelan? What if that two-hundred dollar bottle of champagne is now like … a thousand dollars?” I put my hands on my hips as I gave him a stern look. He turns around with a sheepish grin on his face, “I hope not because there is no way this liquid is going back in that bottle. Not happening.” He walks over and hands me a glass, “Might as well enjoy it then, no?”
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 2, 2026, 7:00 AM

#WIPSnips - October 2, 2026

Noble and Nyx have started their journey in ending the existence of the other Originals who want to enslave the human race. The first one they target is Nyx's sister, Nikita.

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

Nikita growled, looking over at Noble. “Why does the human male smell like you, Nyx? What have you done?” Her claws protracted out of her hand a whole foot. She slammed her hand against the metal door, leaving a pretty substantial dent. “Did you bond with him?” I stepped in front of Noble, growling right back at her, a fierce need to protect him surging throughout every vein in my body. “That is none of your business, Nikita. I am not here to discuss my life with you.” Her laugh echoed against the walls of the facility, “Of course not, brother. You never had much interest in having the familiar bond the rest of us had.” As she moved forward, her eyes started glowing a deep red. “I suppose I can pay you back for when you killed Estevon. I felt that pain for years.” My own claws protracted as I watched her carefully, “He was a menace to our kind, nothing more. You knew I couldn’t let him live after what he did to that monastery.” Nikita shrieked, lunging forward to take a swipe at the both of us.
@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 6:15 AM

#WIPSnips - October 1, 2026

(I may have posted something similar to this...😅)

Yuri has finally found the source of the scent he picked up weeks ago. Turns out it was another person - who seems to have had a run-in with someone or something.

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

I start running, catching up to him as he is trying to crawl down to the river bank, my hand wrapping around his ankles and pulling him back up. He claws at the ground, screaming as I pull him up. “No! Please! Stop!” He lets out a loud but petrified growl, “I didn’t do anything! Leave me alone.” He dangles in the air by his foot, swaying as he tries to get out of my grip. I can smell him now more than ever, this is the scent I was looking for, this was the person I was looking for these last few weeks. He looks hurt, dirty, and hungry. He tries to take a few swipes at me, his claws extended slightly, but he is weak and can’t reach me properly. “You.” I sniff the air around him, the scent plain as day.I look him in the eyes, seeing the fear, but also seeing the exhaustion that has taken him over. I see the rip in his clothing, a large injury on his abdomen. “What happened to you?” He struggles for a few more minutes before giving up, a look of resignation hitting his features, “Just kill me, please. Don’t take me back to them, I will do anything.” His voice sounds so defeated, which causes my chest to tighten in sadness.
@aymaneckford.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 10:35 PM

#DVPIT
When Elliot, an abused trans teen, becomes the living source of all vampire power, he must master his terrifying abilities to rescue Genevieve, his soulmate and the only friend he has, from a bio-tech lab she investigated to save their kind—or else she will die. 🩸🦇
#ownvoice

@bethtrainbrown.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 4:07 PM

GODKILLER meets GREATEST SHOWMAN

#NA #YA fantasy: a deaf sea witch escapes imprisonment and flees on a circus ship. Shark wrestling pays her fare but revenge pays her debt

🧏‍♀️ #OwnVoice
🎪 Author raised in circus
💜 Aspec FMC
👨🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏾 MLM side romance
⚔️ Ride or die M&F besties
💕 Found family

#DVPit

@bethtrainbrown.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 3:40 PM

WHAT IF TOPH FROM ATLA WAS DEAF, WRESTLED SHARKS, AND GOT TO KILL?

🧏‍♀️ #OwnVoice
💜 Aspec gender-queer FMC haunted by sea ghosts
👨🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏾 MLM slowburn (recovery from abuse)
🦈 Positive shark rep
🏝️ Non-Western setting
⚔️ Ride or die F&M besties
💕 Found family of circus misfits

#NA #YA #DF #F #DVPit #DVPit2026

@bethtrainbrown.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 3:37 PM

PONYO meets MONONOKE

#NA #YA fantasy about a deaf sea witch hunting the colonisers who imprisoned her. Plagued by the ghosts of lost women, she must discover what happened to them before she's recaptured

🧏‍♀️ #OwnVoice
💜 Aspec FMC
👨🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏾 MLM slowburn
⚔️ Ride or die M&F besties

#DVPit #DF #F

@silassummersauthor.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 6:37 AM

#WIPSnips - September 30, 2026

Daelan and Daxton are having a conversation about their life choices, specifically about children. Daelan is being a (loveable) shithead.

#TheRomanticTalesSeries #OwnVoice #WritingCommunity

“You don’t strike me as the ‘have kids’ kind of guy. Or maybe I am mistaken.” His eyes widen as he starting stumbling on his words , “Sorry, that sounded awful. I’m not saying you would be a bad dad or anything and if you want kids, that’s super cool. You just never seemed like the type to want kids. But, I guess that would have changed in the last six years…” He is rambling and I find myself with a small smile on my face despite myself. “Nah, you aren’t wrong. Child-Free by choice. I am a pretty good uncle, but I don’t think I want to have little me’s running around and making the same mistakes I made. Mom always said I was a terror in my toddler years, she said when I have kids they will pay me back in spades.” I let out a genuine laugh, which catches me off guard, “I think she is disappointed I decided not to have children, because now I won’t feel the terrible two’s like she did.” He rolls his eyes, “You were a terror even when you were a teenager.” The smile on his face is subtle but I know he is teasing me, “It’s probably a good thing you don’t have children, you would age twenty years in the span of five years.” I reach over and playfully shove him, “Fuck you, Daelan. I was a god damn gem. If I was so bad, why did we spend so much time together?” I give him a knowing look, a sly smile resting on my lips.
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