Secrets Shared

Diomhair:

Diomhair.

Secret. What's happens there stays there.

It doesn't matter whether you want to learn or teach, be in control or controlled, Diomhair could be the place for you.

The ruined castle deep in the Scottish countryside had been rebuilt into an exclusive, private, BDSM club, where people could learn about and enjoy the lifestyle.

Not everyone approved, and not everyone appreciated it, but for those who did and fit the criteria, it was somewhere to go and be themselves, relax and play.

And if you found love there, your own perfect match, well that could only be a bonus.

For isn't the secret to true love the biggest secret of all?

Secrets Shared by Raven McAllan

Book One in the Diomhair series

They say never share a secret. Sometimes though, it's the only thing to do.

Jess is looking forward to her night out clubbing with her best friend, but her anticipation turns to dismay when she realises the venue is a BDSM club not the disco she'd envisioned. After a disastrous experience with the lifestyle in her past, she's adamant she wants nothing to do with it now.

David agreed to pick up his friend's sister as a favour, and is surprised to find himself instantly attracted to the fiery Jess. The experienced Dom recognises Jess' bluster for what it is - fear. There is no doubt in his mind that Jess is submissive, but getting her to accept that fact will take some doing.

David is determined to help her, but it is up to Jess to accept. When Jess does give in to her secret desires, can she truly let go and be the sub David is looking for, or will she hold onto her secrets?

At Diomhair you never know what will happen in the end.

Raven McAllan

About the Author:

A multi-published author of erotic romance, Raven lives in Scotland, along with her husband and their two cats - their children having flown the nest - surrounded by beautiful scenery, which inspires a lot of the settings in her books.

She is used to sharing her life with the occasional deer, red squirrel, and lost tourist, to say nothing of the scourge of Scotland - the midge. As once she is writing she is oblivious to everything else, her lovely long-suffering husband is learning to love the dust bunnies, work the Aga, and be on stand-by with a glass of wine.