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#Searlus and the Sailor
mordellestories · 3 months
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tomswifty-fr · 7 months
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additional Captain Tanya lore:
The Tuna was originally a surface ship that Tanya was a sailor on, but sank. The owners and rest of the crew didn't think a salvage operation was viable but Tanya was like, no I'll do it myself and she did it herself! (With help from Searlus and Sparql, but they offered to help after seeing her diving and asking what she was up to)
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zobalex · 3 years
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Searlus and the Sailor: A beauty and the beast story for adults No one in the Kingdom really knows what their King looks like. Though many have been in his presence, everyone soon forgets their time at the castle once they pass the castle gates
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mordellestories · 3 years
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Self-publishing is a Pain In The Ass. 
So why did I do it?
There were several factors that lead me to self-publish. Searlus and the Sailor was my first “original novel” and it is a Beauty and the Beast retelling. There are tons of those. I didn’t think agents or publishers would be very interested in another retelling. Especially one where the Beast stays a beast. It’s a bit… taboo. Erotic Monster Romances, ya know? Hard to swallow. Appeals to a very specific niche.
Even if Belle is a bi-sexual genderqueer sailor in my version, I didn’t think that would make me stand out very much.
I tried anyway. I submitted my query to a handful of agents, which is not enough, and got my rejection letters–as expected. Being an actor for a dozen years, the rejection didn’t bother me. I know it’s part of the process.
But I have always been known to have very little patience. So, I dove into researching everything I could about self-publishing and boy did I learn a lot. I don’t regret it. Plus, I have very little accomplishments in the way of writing since my entire career has been mostly acting related. I thought that getting a nice chunk of good reviews would add to my “resume” whenever I decided to look for representation.
Self-publishing has a lot of pros and cons but my biggest hurdle was the marketing.
As an actor, even with a good agent, you have to market yourself. It’s always been my weakness, and it’s because I just don’t like it! I despise the “game” and it’s one of the reasons I put on camera acting behind me and just stuck with non-union voiceover work. I love acting. I love filmmaking. But pursuing it professionally has very little to do with talent. It’s eighty percent hustle and ten percent actually doing what you love.
Writing makes me happy, but the hustle of self-publishing is just as draining. I didn’t start writing to put myself back in the same hustle.
I’ve already started querying literary agents for my next novel. My goal is to get traditionally published this time around. It may take years, who knows.
There is only one way to find out!
What would you have done in my shoes? Drop it in the comments!
You can buy Searlus and the Sailor here!
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mordellestories · 3 years
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mordellestories · 3 years
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The Cover Design Process for Searlus and the Sailor
The first cover of Searlus and the Sailor. Because this book was my first foray into self-publishing, I had a tiny budget. So, I went to Fiverr.com. I’m a Fiverr seller myself. I offer voiceover services as a Top Rated Voice Actor. 
Now, Fiverr has a vast and versatile pool of talent that ranges from Level One to Top Rated. I searched for a Top-Rated book cover designer. I read the reviews. The biggest complaint was that the seller had a habit of pushing back their delivery deadlines. I thought to myself, “Well, I don’t really care how long it takes as long as it’s stellar!” And I really liked their samples. So I ordered. Cost me a hundred bucks, give or take.
And good god! They took forever.
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After some back and forth, they redesigned Belle and other little things I specifically requested. This was the final version of the first cover.
Once I was selected by Amazon to join the Hardcover beta project they wanted to launch, I decided a new cover was in order.
I went back to fiverr.com and hired the same guys.
And below is what they sent...
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What on earth...? 
So, I hired another guy who was a bit more expensive. Below was the first draft...
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Eh... well... I obviously asked for changes. Very specific changes and sent references.
Take two!
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At this point, I took it into my own hands. I said to myself “Okaaay, I deal with the clown sleeves and can probably put this in Procreate and make the changes myself!” Now, I’m a self-taught artist hobbyist. I’m no art genius. Definitely waaaay better artists out there.  
Here is the final result of the second cover of Searlus and the Sailor after I spent days figuring out how to blend my changes in...
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Is it exactly what I wanted? Nope. But I think it looks way better! Just my opinion. 
What do you think? Which cover attempt is your favorite? What would you have changed? I’d love to know!
Hit me up on tumblr, Insta, or my website! www.mordelle.com 
Buy Searlus and the Sailor Here!
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mordellestories · 3 years
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Mom bought my book... 🤭😅
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mordellestories · 4 years
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First pass at my book cover by bobooks on Fiverr! I asked for changes because “Beauty” needs to look more androgynous and sailor like.
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mordellestories · 4 years
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Working on chapter 18 for Searlus and the Sailor today!
Searlus and the Sailor a beauty and the beast fic.
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mordellestories · 4 years
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mordellestories · 5 years
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Some Beast/Belle Limes...
If you’re into Beauty and the Beast and wish he never turned into a gorgeous Prince... then you MIGHT enjoy this... 
Here’s a LIME excerpt from my latest chapter:
As he gave his orders, Searlus grabbed onto my hand. "Please, do make yourself comfortable," he said with a mischevious glint in his eye as he pulled me onto his lap, "sit by me."
I gazed at him with my mouth open in shock. "You mean on you, brute," I whispered discreetly. His grin was wicked when he cupped my face with his paw and pulled me to his lips. The Council members could not see our blatant mockery of Royal decorum, and it excited us both. They chattered on and on about their week's accomplishments, all trying to impress His Majesty while our lips and hands explored one another in a much more sensual way than the previous evening. What was more shocking was that Searlus lead our little sinful dalliance and not I. He had been so timid before, but at that moment, his movements and kisses were confident and full of need. His warm, piney breath washed over me, and when he teased my lips with his tongue, I gasped. It was the opening he needed, and he placed a hand on my neck to deepen our kiss, his other hand tightened on my exposed knee. Although he only slipped within my eager mouth long enough for a light dual with my tongue, the act was enough to send a pool of warmth between my legs. Searlus ended our kiss and inhaled with a soft hiss. I was breathless when I opened my eyes and saw that his nostrils were flared wide, and I knew he was taking in my aroused scent. The very thought that he could smell my desire only made my ache grow. His darkened look didn't ease my suffering either.
"Erm, Sire?" We heard one of the members ask.
Searlus' gaze continued to burn into mine when he answered. "Yes," he replied with more control than I thought him capable in that moment, "our Royal Healer will be going back to her regular post soon, not to worry." Again, his tone was as if nothing strange or untoward had happened at all. Somehow he had been able to listen to their jabber while my own world had melted away along with my restraint. I took it as a challenge. I let my hand travel down his chest.
"That's wonderful news. I suppose that means you are feeling better, Sire?" Someone else inquired.
I raked my short nails over his shirt as I stared into his lust filled eyes without blinking. "Oh yes," he rumbled, "much better, indeed." Although his tone was still calm and collected, his breathing was now shallow. I brushed my lips lightly over his own in a teasing fashion.
"Splendid!" Cried another member.
He tried to catch my lips, but I kept pulling back at the last minute. His chest began to vibrate with a low, rumbling growl. To combat my teasing, the beast actually had the gall to graze his smooth claws up my leg and under my skirt. My breath caught in my throat, and I bit back a moan while I buried my face into the crook of his neck. Another wave of lust trickled down into my undergarments, and he sucked in another quick breath. Searlus murmured a curse into my hair then cleared his throat.
"If that is all," he announced loudly, "we shall take our leave now. You are dismissed." He didn't wait for them to say another word and ended the connection with a wave of his hand. He stood abruptly with me cradled in his arms, eliciting a cry of surprise from me, then carried me over to a tall table and sat me on it. I reached out to wrap my arms around his neck, but he snatched my writs and pulled back to let his eyes travel over me with hunger. His gaze eventually stopped at my bust. "This dress," he rasped and shook his head slowly, "is the work of evil."
I chuckled and tried to wriggle my hands out his grasp but held fast. I did the only thing I could to retaliate. "Oh? Does it expose too much?" I asked innocently while I pushed my breasts together with my elbows.
He growled predatorily and then inhaled deeply once more, his eyes briefly rolling back under his lowered eyelids. "Minx, are you even wearing any undergarments?" He asked with clenched teeth.
I gave him an evil smirk, for once the knowledge that he could smell my sex did not bother me at all. It filled me with boldness, knowing that the short open skirt allowed him to notice how much I desired him. "A lady never tells, but you could see for yourself if you like."
His upper lip twitched into a snarl, and he seemed almost in pain. "Is it really my touch that you're responding to this way?" He husked in wonder.
"Oh, yes," I breathed with need.
He groaned and shut his eyes hard. "I think it's best we stop now," he rumbled with a warning, reluctantly let go of my wrists, and backed away from me.
I let out a small whimper of disappointment. I watched him back up against a desk while we caught our breaths and I snickered. "And here I was beginning to think you regretted our evening together."
He nodded. "I know," he admitted. I snapped my eyes to him in confusion. "I heard your conversation after I left the room, well, some of it." I grimaced thinking of my stupidity. I should have checked on his proximity before speaking of him. "It pained me to leave you with doubt," he continued, "but I swore to prove you wrong after my meeting with the council." He smiled impishly. "Was I successful?"
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Searlus and the Sailor is a Beauty and the Beast story on Ao3 and FF.
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mordellestories · 5 years
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Searlus and the Sailor is a Beauty and the Beast story on Ao3.
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mordellestories · 5 years
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Previously on Searlus and the Sailor!
The Beast can’t handle the truth.
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