SE Reynold's Media Kit
Evolution of Joshua Steadman,
A Sociopath
A Poem By S.E. Reynolds
A wolf in sheep's clothing,
What a boring cliche,
It's been overly used in too many ways.
But for Mister Dreamy-Come-True,
Those words fit like a glove,
Because he's gotten too close,
All in the name of his love.
So you let him in your space,
And watched how he quickly evolved,
From an innocent frat boy,
To a man whose morals dissolved.
But he doesn't stop there,
He keeps morphing within.
To a monster in the woods,
With a forged, cheesy grin.
Does the truth seep through his pores,
Letting you smell his filthy ways?
Or does he cover up with sickly cologne,
Leaving you in your own delusional haze?
Life without impeccable wine is like sex without an orgasm. You might as well do without, so you aren't utterly disappointed with the finish. ~SE Reynolds
Brood 17 is SE's new psychological thriller. Now Available
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The Bordeaux Seduction
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I have a love affair with intense Bordeaux wine, the dry sultry kind.
The complex blend that seduces my tastes buds so rare and hard to find.
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It starts with quick twists of the cork until it slides out of the bottle’s head.
Then a slow pour as I watch the glass swell with Le Vin deep burgundy red.
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One long sniff of its cherry bouquet followed by a teasing sip,
That drenches, while passing through, my slightly puckered quivering lips.
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Then it grazes my tongue and seeps through my teeth, leaving a bloody stain.
Just like Dracula’s fangs after his first bite into his victim’s vein.
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Then like an infection, it penetrates my throat…
Before it sucks down my taut swallowing hole,
Washing through my organ pipes to my dark soul.
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Oh no, don’t derail and try to cleanse my heart covered in sticky tar,
Left by Klingons who defecated on it with their black toxic char.
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It’s no use, I’m not here for more abuse, a bottle of red is only good for one night.
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So,
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One last sip, swoosh and swallow, and a long deep climatic breath in then out
and my red-filled glass goes clear.
“Yes, yes, so good,” I gush….Have no fear, my dear; I’ll be back real soon, because you are an excellent year.
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~SE Reynolds
Hello
I'm S.E. Reynolds
I'm the author of Enigma Rose - First Lady and Enigma Rose - First Love (The Sequel). And now Brood 17 - The Grooming of Misty Dawn. My books dive into a character's psyche so readers understand what motivates them. Why do they love, hate, desire, or kill? Was it a little ding in their past that caused them to crack and then shatter? So please come inside my pages, immerse yourself, and maybe a little wet, and find out what makes disturbed people do despicable things.
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