Interview: Alison Tyler – Dark Secret Love: A Story of Submission


Why don’t you tell us a little about yourself…. Something that we cannot Google about you, lol!

Actually, if you Google me, you’ll find a whole lot of web interest for a beautiful Amazonian porn star named Alison Tyler who is about 21 years old and nearly a foot taller than me. (This is why I don’t Google myself much.) If you land on information about me you’ll undoubtedly find that I am a silver-haired insomniac with a penchant for coffee in the wee hours and tequila in the evenings. I am stopped several times weekly by people who want to know if my hair is real or dyed. (It’s real.) I’m also asked where I get my hair done. I don’t. It’s been four years since my last cut.


Tell us a little about your book?DarkSecretLove

Dark Secret Love began as a series of blog entries in 2006. I started posting one a day and continued for nearly a year and a half (and 500,000 words). I’ve been writing erotica for more than two decades, and I have 25 novels under my belt. But this is the book I was waiting to write. Or learning to write.  A pure, undiluted BDSM love story with kink, cuffs, and a happily ever after.


How much emotion does it take from you to write?

All of it.

What is your favorite part of the book?

May I excerpt? This is a scene in which Samantha, the protagonist, is getting a glimpse at the type of power-play Jack enjoys. He’s put her out naked on his balcony overlooking Sunset Boulevard:


A chill ran through me, and I wrapped my arms even more tightly around my naked body. How long would he leave me here? I wondered suddenly whether he’d even locked the door. Perhaps, he’d simply slid the glass shut behind me, and the test was whether or not I was smart enough to think to slide the door back open.

But somehow I knew. That door was locked. And I also knew that trying to open it up, and failing, would send me over the edge.

I didn’t have a watch. The only way I could tell that time was passing was by the sky. Darker now. Darker by the second. Crispness in the air.

“Oh, god, Jack. How long are you going to leave me out here?”

I was speaking out loud, the sound of my voice shocking to my ears. Would he make me sleep out here? Would he leave me all night? What was he waiting for? Did he want me to show him how strong and brave I was? Or did he expect me to break down, to grovel, to go on my knees on the balcony floor and supplicate myself to him? And what would it matter if I did? He wouldn’t see me. He wasn’t in the room.

Tears started at some point. I was feeling sorry for myself. Here, I’d had an idea of what Jack would do to me, and I was hopeful that his fantasies would match my own. But now, he had thrown me off balance. While I had been planning on steeling myself, taking whatever he had to give, showing him my strength, he had been planning on exposing my weaknesses.

Pacing calmed me. From one end of the patio, to the other, my arms crossed over my chest, as ever, my hair in my eyes, head down. Back and forth, never stopping to look into the room to see if he had come back. Never sitting on the chair, or the table. Not bothering to look back at the view. The darkness of the sky was heavy. A weight over me. I kept walking. My feet were cold. My whole body was cold. My lips were cold. The tears streaking my cheeks were touched by the soft breeze in the air.

But this wasn’t right. He didn’t want me to pace like a caged animal. Not really, did he? He must have been waiting for me to understand. Waiting for me to get the test. To make sense of it. My mind worked rapidly. Furiously. And yet I was at a loss. What did he want?

And then suddenly, a light came on in the living room. He was sitting on the sofa, and he’d turned on the light next to him. The golden glow looked warm and inviting. How long had he been sitting there? Could he see me out of the window? Or did the glow in the room create a mirrored effect, and was he only looking at his own reflection?

I hesitated, then walked toward the glass. And then went on my knees, and from my knees to my belly. Head down. Not looking at him. Not even guessing anymore how long he’d leave me out here. But letting him know—I hoped—that I would stay without screaming, without pounding on the door, without making a scene. I would stay as long as he required.

Trust me.

That’s all he’d asked for.

Trust me.

And I did.

You can only pick 3 words for your main characters..what would they be?

Jack—intuitive, demanding, strong

Samantha—fierce, inquisitive, submissive

Which was the easiest character to write and the hardest ~ and why?

The same one was the easiest and hardest. Sam, who is me in disguise. Sometimes confronting yourself is terrifying. Sometimes the words were coming so fast my fingers couldn’t keep up—and I type well over 115 words a minute.

How many books are you shooting for in this series?

I’ve completed and turned in the first three. I’m polishing off books four and five.

 What are you currently working on?

For my latest anthology, I’m finishing up a story that I’ve been working on for several years. No, really. Some pieces arrive fully formed. Others make multiple trips—with matching luggage, of course. This one is called “All Things to All Women.”

 Do you have anything due to release soon?

Down and Dirty: 69 Super Sexy Short-Shorts just came out, and then next book in the series, A Delicious Torment is coming out in December.

 What’s one thing that you enjoy about writing?

 I love the fact that writing keeps me sane. Or at least as sane as I’m going to be.

 Since we’re cover hussies….what was your first impression of your cover?

 Mad passionate love at first sight. I’ve never had a cover like this one before. It’s the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.

 What do you prefer ebooks or paperbacks?

My best friend quotes me all the time. One day I said to her, “I’m going to miss books.” I read in the tub. My paper books are all accordioned by water damage. I don’t know what I’ll do when publishers stop printing books.

 Is there a genre you would like to write but are a little apprehensive to try?

 I’m a whore for noir. I’ve dabbled, but I’ve never been fully comfortable.


Okay…. personal time!!!! Oh yeah, I go there… Hahah…

 If you thought you were safe… Nah… Forgot it… Not a chance! We will start off slow and easy, I promise!


What is on your night stand/dresser?

I attached a picture. Is that okay?


What are you listening to you right now?

The Kinks. Supertramp. AC/DC.

What are you reading right now?                       

 Wrecking Crew by John Albert. I read the book over and over. That and Kristina Lloyd’s latest, Thrill Seeker.

What is your favorite season? Holiday?

 I’m fickle. I say fall, but mean spring. Love winter, enjoy summer. Whatever we’re in—I make the most of. Sweaters and boots are waiting to be worn right now. But I’ll be as happy next April in a tee-shirt and my Levi’s.

 Don’t make fun of me, but I love Valentine’s Day. Fucking love it.

 And what has been your best b-day present ever?

 Steve Madden boots. These ones:


Hard and Quick Time! Don’t think… Just answer! Okay, before we go this route, I will get us a refill on our drinks… I will be right back…

 You know you do… Quickie time… Think fast….

Are you a quickie kind girl?  Do you have to ask? Cosmo called me “The Queen of the Quickie”—I’ve edited Girls on the Go, Down & Dirty (1 & 2), Sudden Sex, Got a Minute?—I bow down to the quickie!


Dark or Milk Chocolate?—Sweet Tarts

 Whipped or Melted?—Whipped

Straight up or with a twist – sex?—Always tied up and twisted.

What’s ur fave drink – in a glass or on him? On him in a glass.

 Spank or Flogger? Both.

 Junk or Health Food?—Do chips and salsa count as junk?

Ties or Chains?—Chrome hardware

Leather or Lace?—leather

Soft or Hard… Bed, where was your mind?—the floor, the counter, the car. I don’t sleep much.

Control or Be Controlled?—looking up

Hot Wax or Whip Cream?—wax

 Vampire or Werewolf?—the ones that don’t sparkle

Twitter and/or Facebook?—Twitter. I killed my facebook—

Pinterest or not?—I’m a voyeur—love to look, haven’t joined.

Thank you Alison for coming by the blog today



DARK SECRET LOVE: A Story of Submission

By Alison Tyler

$16.95, Trade Paper

232 pages, 5” x 8”

ISBN: 978-1-57344-956-4

Publishing on September 1, 2013

Buy Links: Amazon | B&N



Keep Your Safe Word Handy

Dark Secret Love is a modern-day Story of O, a 9 1/2 Weeks-style journey fueled by lust, longing and the search for true love. Inspired by her own BDSM exploits and private diaries, Alison Tyler draws on twenty-five years of penning sultry stories to create a scorchingly hot work of fiction, a memoir-inspired novel with reality at its core. A luscious and literary experience of authenticity, Dark Secret Love is a romance for readers who desire sweetness edged with danger and a kinky fairy tale with a happily-ever-after ending. Take a deep breath and prepare to submit. Alison Tyler will push your boundaries to the limits—and have you begging for more.


“In spite of my good-girl persona, I was bad to the core.” DARK SECRET LOVE perfectly captures the dark, secret fantasies within us all. Spunky and self-sure Samantha may be submissive, but knows exactly what she wants, and she isn’t afraid to chase it. DARK SECRET LOVE follows Samantha’s quest for the perfect dom in an authentic, partially autobiographical meta-novel from literary siren Alison Tyler. This romantic tale of submission is only the first in a lustful trilogy, and will whet your appetite for the next chapter of Samantha’s story.

If Fifty Shades left you longing for a more realistic read, DARK SECRET LOVE is the novel you’ve been craving. Alison has attracted a wide following with her true-to-life tales, hailed by The Guardian as “a sulphurous personal memoir of past sexual activities which put Belle de Jour’s timid exploits in the shade.” She has quite the reputation as a sultry spinner of tales, and her latest work is no exception. Alison’s first-hand knowledge of kinky relationships brings a delicious realism to the story, making it a novel that only she could write.

 “This is who I am and how I got here. I’ve changed the names. I’ve tweaked and redesigned, camouflaged and unraveled […] I’m there, but I’m hiding behind my long dark hair. I’m there, but I’ve got a different name. You can hear my words. You can feel my breath whispering against your neck. How much of my tale is real? As much as I was able to give.”

                                       —from the Introduction by Alison Tyler



Alison Tyler is a prolific author of erotic fiction and is the editor of bestsellers including Frenzy, Three-WayHeat WaveBest Bondage EroticaLove at First Sting, and Naughty or Nice. She has a well-traveled website at


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