Rawiya Erotica

Wind Down Wednesday

Posted on: March 12, 2014

Roughmm1  Good morning readers. I'[m welcoming back bro muse Michael with another inspiration for I Love It Rough. Clearly he was moved by a lot when writing this story.

Thanks Rawiya. Yes I was inspired to write many scenes in the story but perhaps one of the most significant ones came later in the book when writing about my bitchy girl, Kenina. *laughs* This woman is exactly the type I see BL writing, fearless female, not exactly fun but her one liners are hilarious. She insults many people in this book and that leaves people scratching their heads i’m sure but she’s clearly a villain who cares about others but puts herself atop the list. She’s a mean girl who only changes slightly during the story and by doing this she makes herself a prominent character. 

ChristinaHendricks3And unlike the serial killer who has an evil agenda, this villain is just being herself. She hasn’t won over many fans since in the reviews I’ve received they mention how they hate Kenina. However, as  I stated, her foul attitude made her an important character. It’s made her relevant and in most m/m books, the women in the story are barely acknowledged. At least with Kenina, she is clearly defined…as a bitch and I actually love her for it. 


So, you may ask, what song defines my Queen B Kenina? Well, its a funny part after a heated exchange between her and Detective Vance Morain. She’s singing in the car on her way back to the station and this is what she sings.

By Kenina being an older woman she knows this song well. Funny huh? I believe she’s reciting that tune because she’s been so unlucky in love and now she makes up her mind that she doesn’t want anyone.

Ah Kenina you are a card but I hate to tell you, you are falling in love in the next book, no matter how much you hate it. *evil laughter* I do love this series and I’m glad BL and Rawiya are assisting me in writing it. We’re working Shar hard aren’t we? 

Thanks for listening to me babble. And here is that scene from I Love it Rough

Livin’ in N’awlins ain’t all that easy…

Kajika Fortier loves his job, the attention he gets from onlookers, and Frankie Choteau. However, his new partner’s jealousy, mood swings, and over protectiveness drives Kajika to the brink but at the same time, excites him to no end. 

To complicate things further, a murderer is on the loose looking for blood. All three of the killer’s victims are strippers which not only makes Frankie nervous about Kajika’s safety but leaves him questioning his love for being a homicide detective. Coupled with the stresses of cold cases as well as some fellow officers shunning him for coming out, Frankie is having second thoughts about staying in New Orleans. Despite the encouragement from Vance, Kenina, and Orrin as well as new chief Quinn Murray, Frankie is wondering if his life’s passion really is to catch the killers. 

Will the new couple survive these new issues that impede their nearly perfect union? Or will the relationship fail, thus leaving Kajika alone and a target for New Orleans latest serial killer? Detective Choteau and Kajika’s commitment to one another is being tested in more ways than one and they only have one another to lean on.


“I don’t wanna fall in love…nooo noo…” Kenina sang to the old nineties tune she blasted in the car on the way back. Anything to get that old country shit out of her brain along with the argument she’d had with Vance.

Fucking sissy!

Yeah, Kenina still thought Vance was hotter than hot but wouldn’t apologize for anything she said about him, especially after he called her a hateful bitch. “I’ll show him a fucking hateful…” Kenina skipped down the stairs to the pen, preparing to put her dukes up with Vance. “I can take his tall faggot ass, bring it on, ya…”

“Kenina! Get in here, now!” Chief Murray’s alto voice rang in her ears, making everyone around her give Kenina a worried look.

“Aw shit, gal, what you than done, nah, huh?” Waylon shook his head, taking a sip from his coffee cup.

“Nothing. I’m not sure what he wants, but I guess I better go and find out.” Kenina strutted in the opposite direction to Quinn’s second office closer to the pen. She’d learned that he used this office to talk with people in homicide as well as labor relations.

Oh shit, labor relations?

Had that guy Dan made good on his promise to report her for her comments? Or Vance? Did he talk to Quinn about what happened today? Suddenly, Kenina didn’t feel so confident and instead, hesitated to open the door to find out what was going on behind it. “Um, ahem.”

“Come on in here, Porter. Need to see you right now!” Quinn’s voice sounded irritated and raspy like he’d already been yelling with someone.

Kenina inhaled deeply and turned the doorknob. “Yes, sir?”

Quinn sat at the table with another officer next to her. Yeah, it was somebody from labor relations which meant Vance most likely reported her ass for calling him a fag. His blue eyed glare met her gaze. He wrinkled his mustache and opened the folder in front of him. “Have a seat, Porter. And I gotta tell you, I’m really surprised about these accusations against you, Miss Lady. I don’t think I can consider making you sergeant with some of the things you’ve said.”

Kenina swallowed hard and eased in the chair, hating herself for making her feelings known. Damn her smart ass mouth. It might just cost her the position and or any other promotion that came along. “Um, sir, I didn’t mean…any… of that. Vance and I…”

“Yes, Vance told me you called him a faggot.  I won’t have going on in my station even in jest. Kenina, we’re supposed to be open minded here and I know things can get heated between officers, but I need my sergeant to be more tolerant and politically correct. However, Vance’s complaints aren’t the main reason I called you in here. Vance told me how you spoke to Miss Darnaby and Dan, the club owner. You can’t go on talking to people in this manner. Do you know how much trouble you can bring on the station? Harassment, threats to possible witnesses and/or suspects. If they find out about this shit, they’ll have all of our fucking hides! ”

Kenina only nodded and looked away from Quinn. “Yes, but, I know both of them played a bigger role in their respective cases, sir. I swear, especially that whore…”

“Hey, regardless of what you personally feel about her I need for you to be more fucking professional. You have got to curb your tongue, Porter. You can’t just cut people down when you have a hunch if someone is involved or not.”

“But Chief, I… I don’t mean a whole helluva lot by it but you should’ve seen the guy Dan or that woman, Miss Darnaby. They looked slimy, guilty…”

“That’s profiling, which, again, I can’t have in my station. Listen, this is a warning, okay? I can’t have you acting like this with witnesses or else I’m gonna have you back on desk duty or worse, suspended. You don’t want that on your permanent record cause unlike Ballmore, it will matter when you want to get promotions or make lateral moves.” Quinn leaned back in his chair and closed the folder. “Now, do we have an understanding, Detective Porter? I have Fred in here from labor so he knows I didn’t do anything outside the rules and he knows it’s a warning. Make one wrong move and I will have your intolerant ass on the desk, pushing files for the pen. Understood?”

Kenina breathed easier, knowing she escaped this episode by the hair of her chinny chin chin. Damn. Sometimes being the mean girl doesn’t fucking pay!

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