Here’s another awesome box set for your reading pleasure. Rogues in Time.
Read on to learn more about this fantastic collection – and please leave a comment to show your love.
Rogues In Time
Box set featuring novels by Janet Miller, Gayle Parness, and Kate Lockridge.
So what does a futuristic ‘brides to the stars’ novel, a present day shapeshifter/vampire adventure, and a historical demon-hunter’s quest for justice all have in common? Well, other than three exceptional authors and a .99 cent price tag for the box set of all three, they remind us that love stories are timeless and that the heart will give itself to another no matter what the century. The “Rogues In Time” box set is a complete package of action adventure, demon hunting, and romance.
When we were asked to create a box set for a special invitation only iBooks promotion, we agreed that what we love about the romance novels we read and write is how love travels across the centuries as though time doesn’t exist. No matter what century you wrote about, love was the key to relationships that mattered and lasted.
We loved the idea of putting together three novels that showed how this wonderful, vital force is something to be reckoned with both in the heart and throughout time.
Kate Lockridge’s book, Helwyn, uses the back-drop of America’s untamed wilderness in 1812 to tell a story of vengeance, passion, and the saving grace of love. Nate Arbinger is a Helwyn, a demon hunter, who is using an ancient ballad to track the Elf Knight, a fearsome demon who has left a trail of brutal murders from Virginia to Tennessee. When Nate crosses paths with Molly Tucker, who is seeking revenge on the Elf Knight for her sister’s murder, it becomes a race against time to send the demon back to Hell before the creature takes Molly as his next victim. Helwyn is the first book in the series Songs of the Helwyn, and is based on the ballad Lady Isabel and the Elf Knight.
Kate Lockridge has been writing stories from the moment she learned her ABCs. She currently resides in Northern California and is working hard on the next book in the Songs of the Helwyn series. Look for more about Kate Lockridge at www.katelockridge.com, and https://www.facebook.com/katelockridge
Set in contemporary times, Rebirth, describes a young woman’s journey through a paranormal world filled with magical wonders and dangerous rivals. After being forced to leave the human world behind, Jackie Crawford, a shapeshifter, joins a team of rogue supernaturals, a group dedicated to protecting the shapeshifter community from the more dangerous species that continue to attack it. Garrett Cuvier, a shifter turned vampire against his will, trains Jackie to use her incredible magical skills, stealing her heart in the process. This is book one in the Rogues Shifter Series.
Gayle is the author of the seven book paranormal Rogues Shifter Series and is currently writing Breaking Out, book one in the Triad Series, a spin-off series set in the same world. A resident of northern California, she believes magic exists for anyone brave enough to hop a ley line, and romance is only a gentle touch away. You can learn more about Gayle’s books on her website, http://www.gayleparness.com or on Facebook: http://facebook.com/gayleparnessauthor or Twitter: http://twitter.com/gayleparness
Janet Miller’s novel, Promises To Keep, takes up the notion of love in the distant future. Here women from Earth are moving to the stars to find men who desire what they want – a lasting relationship that provides support for a family. One of those ladies is Doctor Sarah Johnson, an obstetrician looking for love in the stars. She finds it, but not quite the way she imagined it, with a man she’d never expect to fall in love with… the leader of a rebel group who kidnaps her and her fellow ‘brides to the stars’ in order to make them a better offer — themselves as husbands.
Janet Miller has been writing for over a dozen years, specializing in romance in all of its forms. She is best know for the Gaian series, futuristic stories of men in outer space needing wives. Promises To Keep is Janet’s first novel from long ago, but remains a personal favorite. You can read more about her and her books at www.janetmillerromance.com or visit her facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/janet.miller.romance
I’m pleased to have J.J. Lore here today – she’s giving us a sneak peek into Unexpected. What a yummy cover.
Turn on the fan, grab some ice water and be sure to leave a comment to show your love.
By J. J. Lore
As two Alphan warriors on the fast track to promotion and improved status, Mikel and Felix of the Tauride have their future planned out. They intend to go from performing security duties for the Prince while he visits Earth to eventually earning the right to seek out their human mate and rescue her in some dramatic way, impressing her and earning her love. But a chance encounter with a lovely young woman sends them both down a markedly different path.
Shy Alisa Sorrel merely wanted to see a rose garden, then retreat back to her safe and sequestered life in the Women’s Refuge on Earth, but once she encounters two earnest and determined Alphan officers, she’s forced out of her shell and into a whole new world of passion.
Even as the bonds they share tighten and satisfy needs they’d never imagined, Alisa, Felix, and Mikel are soon faced with danger and betrayal from the machinations of humans and Alphans alike. The Alphans will have the chance to rescue their fair damsel after all, but will they make it in time?
J. Lore needs three things; strong, black coffee, time to write, and…well…you can guess the third. When she isn’t inventing fantastical tales filled with passionate people, she’s shaking sriracha on whatever she’s eating or reading about the Justinian plague. For updates on her erotic romance releases, visit her at http://www.jjlore.com/ She’s also on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/pages/J-J-Lore/1393971707546734 , Goodreads at https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8188490.J_J_Lore Amazon at http://www.amazon.com/J.J.-Lore/e/B00KDSRZN4/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1407368835&sr=1-2-ent and Twitter @JJLore1
I’m delighted to host Celeste Prater today – she’s an award-winning, best-selling romance author and she’s here to tell us about Fueled by Lust: Caelius, her latest hot, Hot, HOT release!
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Fueled By Lust: Caelius
Releasing 10-9-2014 exclusively at www.bookstrand.com/celeste-prater and 6-8 weeks later at major retailers
[A Siren Classic Erotic Sci-Fi Romance – Book 5]
Caelius Meron strips at Heat Seekers Male Revue just so he can find his mate. So imagine his shock when he finds her in a cooking class he was forced to attend. So what’s the problem? There’s twenty-two of them according to Rhia Brennan. Undaunted by her claim that he’s too young, Caelius battles every roadblock she places. But what if one may be too difficult to ignore?
Kallon Aceso knows exactly who should own his heart, but Ulixes Dionysus doesn’t appear to want it. But is it really something else buried so deep that it may keep them apart forever?
Travel with these two Insedi as they both chase their hearts desire, only to be thwarted by misconceptions and mistakes from the past. Can they scale these insurmountable walls, or will they have to walk away and forever mourn what they could never have?
Book 5 in the Fueled By Lust Series brings back the sexy males that make your legs tremble just by saying your name.
Reader note: Series best read in sequence
Lowering his voice, Caelius leaned in even closer. He feared he may have disappointed her, and he didn’t want to miss any part of her expression.
“Does what I do each night bother you?”
She looked up and blinked a few times before she spoke. Her voice came low and husky, and his skin pebbled.
“No. Not in the least. It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” He watched her throat work on a hard swallow before she continued.
“Your body was gleaming and showed off every single muscle as you swung that sword. It was the first time I’d seen your hair down, too. It’s…it’s beautiful. After you won, you worked your way down the row of women and paid each one of them close attention. I’m sure they felt like they were the only person in the room when you looked at them. With every song, your body swayed perfectly to the music, and it mesmerized me. I…uh…yeah…it was great.”
Caelius was having a hard time focusing on her answer. Her jasmine-scented desire had resurfaced and was wreaking havoc on his concentration, not to mention his cock. It was at full length and pushing insistently against his jeans. He said the first thing that came to mind. Something he wanted very badly.
“I want to kiss you, Rhia.” He wasn’t expecting her to recoil as if he was a hissing viper. Her laughter was shaky and broken.
“Good grief, Caelius. Why on Earth would you want to kiss me?
Celeste was born and raised in a small town between Dallas/Fort Worth and Austin. Wanting to see more than her small Texas town, she joined the Marines, which satisfied her craving to see more of the U.S. and her drive to see if she could be one of the few and the proud.
A firm believer in educating the mind, Celeste has achieved several advanced degrees, the latest being a master’s of science.
Her true love is writing erotic romance, especially about alien hunks that know how to treat their females.
Drusus, Severus, Cato, Lucien, Caelius, Maxim and many more have swirled in her dreams until she had to bring them to life and allow them to find love within the pages of the Fueled by Lust book series.
Book 1 DRUSUS was nominated as Top 5 Finalist and placed 3rd in the 2014 RWA Passionate Ink’s 9th Annual Passionate Plume Book Contest in Erotic SciFi/Fantasy Category, Book 2 SEVERUS achieved BEST BOOK review rating and won April 2014 BOOK OF THE MONTH Reader Poll at LONG AND SHORT REVIEWS, Book 3 CATO won the May/June 2014 BOOK OF THE MONTH Reader Poll at LONG AND SHORT REVIEWS. All currently released books in the series have made it into the Top 5 Bestseller Lists at Bookstrand.com within days of release as well as making it into the Top 10 Hottest New Releases in Erotic Science Fiction on Amazon.
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Suz is here today to talk about her newest release Kinky Toes. Love the title and cover.
Please give her a warm welcome and be sure to leave a comment to show your love.
This short story was the first I wrote about a form of sexual desire in which I have no interest whatsoever. Okay, I like a pair of pretty shoes as much as the next girl, but I’m not sexually aroused by feet or footwear. The first time a man sucked my toes was after a hot and sweaty bike ride, and candidly, I thought the experience a little disgusting. Not for me—I wasn’t doing the sucking—but for the guy. Nevertheless, he seemed to really enjoy it, despite the unsanitary nature of the activity. (He was a doctor, too, which made what he did even more puzzling).
But each to his own, I say, and if someone indulges a fetish and doesn’t hurt anyone else (except with consent, of course) who am I to judge?
I wrote Kinky Toes during a time when I was exploring ways to keep the writing fresh by focusing on fetishes I hadn’t previously written about. Queen’s Quest (http://www.ellorascave.com/queen-s-quest.html) is another story from that period, and it posits a society in which exhibitionism is rampant and public sex perfectly acceptable—the conformation of the futuristic planet I invented is such that birthrates are low, and anything to get new births is encouraged.
I’m neither an exhibitionist nor a foot fetishist, so both stories were a departure for me. I didn’t know anything about foot or shoe fetishes, so I had to research both subjects. Kinky Toes is the result.
Here’s what it’s about:
Genre: contemporary erotic romance
Shelbie Nathanson resents Rick Saldano’s ascension to C.O.O. of her family’s shoe company, a job she’s wanted all her life. But she can’t resist his red-hot, sexy style of lovemaking… one that focuses on her passion: shoes.
Here’s a snippet to sharpen your interest:
In the cab, Shelbie became even more aware of Rick, if that were possible. He was big. Not fat, but solid, sizable, with broad shoulders and an obviously muscular body beneath his suit. She couldn’t help sneaking a peek at his crotch. The suit’s fabric had pulled tight as he sat, tight enough that she could guess that six-foot-two Rick’s body parts were proportional.
Her mood had definitely changed.
He leaned closer, hesitated the tiniest fraction of a second before he brushed his lips against her cheek. Shocked, she jerked away, but he didn’t move, his gaze still pinned to hers.
She didn’t move either. The air felt thick, as though the very atmosphere were holding her in place. They sat staring at each other until the cabbie harrumphed. “Where to, folks?”
After giving the cabbie an address she didn’t recognize, Rick didn’t say anything during the cab ride. Rigid with a tension she couldn’t define, Shelbie didn’t have a word to say either, not even when he picked up one of her feet and rested it in his lap, atop his very substantial hard-on. She wiggled her foot and the stiletto heel slid across the bulge in his pants.
He sighed, so she did it again. Then again. He clamped his lips tight shut, apparently stifling a groan as his erection swelled even more.
He slid one finger along the exposed arch of her foot. It didn’t feel ticklish, exactly, but was tingly, the kind of tingle her pussy liked.
He inserted his finger into her toe cleavage. The spot between the big toe and the next was tiny, smaller than his index finger. His abrupt thrust hurt a little, and Shelbie had a mad vision of the time when she’d lost her virginity. Her pussy had been too small for the tool her then-boyfriend had wielded.
She had that same feeling now, an ache as something big intruded into her body’s smaller space. She tried to pull away but he persisted, twisting his finger until he’d pushed in as far as her shoe would allow.
He sawed his finger in and out and she bit down on her lower lip to avoid moaning aloud. She flung her head back, panting as he rotated his finger.
They arrived outside a row of brownstones near the park. He slipped his finger out of her toe cleavage and gave her foot a squeeze. An awkwardness she hadn’t felt since teenage sex overcame her as she dropped her feet to the cab’s floor. Rick paid the fare, ushered her out of the taxi and into the building…his building, she supposed.
The moment they were alone in the elevator, she sprang at him and pressed her lips against his. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight as his tongue invaded her mouth. She sucked at him hard, shoving her hands into his hair. He tasted and felt divine.
Her body was aflame, all light and heat, and he picked her up as though she were made of insubstantial fire, weighing nothing…
Like what you read? There’s more! Buy the short story at:
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written seventeen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s held the positions of managing editor and senior editor, working for such firms as Totally Bound, Liquid Silver Books and Ai Press. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.
Find Suzie’s books here:
http://www.tinyurl.com/SuzDeMello (publisher’s site)
I’m delighted to have Vicki Batman here today. She’s starting off her visit by sharing some great movie lines, then she’s giving us a sneak peek into her latest romance Temporarily Employed. Not to be missed.
Put your hands together to welcome Vicki, and leave a comment to show your love.
Recently, I watched the superb North by Northwest which starred Cary Grant, Eva Marie Saint, James Mason and was directed by the master, Alfred Hitchcock.
There is a scene where Cary Grant doesn’t trust the cute gal anymore and says to her, “How does a nice girl like you get to be a nice girl like you?”
OMG!!! What great dialogue. Seriously, that is great writing. Usually, we hear “How did you get to be a nice girl?” The line from North by Northwest gives it a nice twist.
There are other good lines from movies, too:
“We’re going to need a bigger boat.” Jaws
“I’m Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.” The Princess Bride
“Of all the gin joints in town, why did she have to walk into mine.” Casablanca
And as an author, I want to attain that stature. I want my writing to be remembered for being clever, poignant, pertinent.
In my romantic comedy mystery, Temporarily Employed, heroine Hattie Cooks is having a horrible day. She needs a job. Her new car’s a/c is malfunctioning. A cop pulled her over for no taillights only to find out car parts were stolen off her car.
Take a peek at Hattie’s bad day:
Head tipped and wallowing in which seemed best described as continually escalating misery, I wobbled to the side of the road and plopped my butt on the concrete curb. My arms dropped on bent knees. My forehead rested on my forearms. As I mulled over my Jeep’s mishap and took control of my sniffles, I heard the occasional car whiz by like a zippy bee.
Probably my underwear showed.
Haven’t we all had horrible days and wallowed in continually escalating misery? And then when we plop somewhere, whether it be on the floor, chair, couch, whatever, we figure out our underwear is showing. Knowing that happens to others, made me laugh. And reading about this happening with Hattie, I laughed too. And if you laughed, then that is supremely gratifying. I feel I’ve done a good job as a writer when I see others chuckling over my work.
Can you share other memorable movie lines?
Temporarily Employed, romantic comedy cozy mystery
Release Date: October 17, 2014
Author: Vicki Batman
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Blurb: New Job. New Love. And Murder.
Hattie Cook’s dream job is down the toilet and her new SUV violated. Desperate for cash to cover the basic necessities of rent and food, she takes a temporary job at Buy Rite Insurance Company where she uncovers an embezzling scam tied to the death of a former employee–the very one she replaced. The last thing she wants is to clash with By-the-Book Detective Wellborn, no matter how much he makes her heart pound.
Detective Allan Charles Wellborn has secretly adored Hattie all his life. When the police determine there’s more to the death of a former Buy Rite employee, he steps in to lead the investigation. Overly dedicated, always perfect, he puts his job first, even if doing so ultimately hurts the one he loves.
Can the killer be found before Hattie’s time is up?
Pretty much covered the whole freakin’ day.
A blinding red-white, red-white strobe, reflected in my brand new Wrangler’s rearview mirror, seized my attention. The police. I tossed my hands skyward, ready to surrender. I shouldn’t have been too surprised. Like I’d commented this a.m. to my roommate, Jenny, “Today, anything’s possible.”
My Bad Day checklist included:
– Crappy job interview, one which might have provided desperately needed income.
– Wore gut-busting panty hose on a hot day which had now worked past my waist and strangled my diaphragm.
– A barely blowing air conditioner indicated something had malfunctioned in my new, fun car.
I stole another glance in the mirror, and with great reluctance, flipped the right turn indicator. My vehicle coasted to a stop on the shoulder of Boston Avenue in my hometown of Sommerville, a nice suburb located between two large cities. Four lanes of cars and trucks zipped by as I sat there where every single one of my family, friends, friends’ friends, and their friends—including Rat Fink Suzanne—would see a police vehicle positioned right behind mine. Gleefully, drivers would chant the “Ha-ha, got you, not me” ditty.
After killing the engine, I flopped back in the seat. Shooting the morons the finger was an idea. Nah. I’m too exhausted to care.
A litany of: “No, not hiring.” “Just filled the position.” “You’re over qualified.” “You’re under qualified…” tornadoed through my head. Coupled with the intense job search through various outlets like the internet and completing numerous online employment applications, no wonder my body had been depleted of all life force.
Not even a breeze blew to take the edge off the unbearable summertime heat. Tangled wild trees and dry scrubby bushes banked the roadside. The grass had taken on a scorched look. Rolling down the driver’s window, I surveyed my surroundings. Nothing great. Nothing new.
I stole a glance in the side mirror at the policeman who strode purposefully along the shoulder. The gravel crunched under his boots. He looked huge, probably because his uniform, which appeared to be bulked with a bullet-proof vest, made him resemble a buffed-up superhero in size. Exceedingly intimidating.
Sigh. When things went wrong, they were really wrong.
Like some of her characters, award-winning author, Vicki Batman has worked a wide variety of jobs including lifeguard, ride attendant at an amusement park; a hardware store, department store, book store, antique store clerk; administrative assistant in an international real estate firm; and a general “do anything gal” at a financial services firm–the list is endless.
Writing for several years, she has completed three manuscripts, written essays, and sold many short stories to TRUE LOVE, TRUE ROMANCE, TRUE CONFESSIONS, NOBLE ROMANCE PUBLISHING, LONG AND SHORT REVIEWS, MUSEITUP PUBLISHING, and THE WILD ROSE PRESS. She is a member of RWA and several writing groups and chapters. In 2004, she joined DARA and has served in many capacities, including 2009 President. DARA awarded her the Robin Teer Memorial Service Award in 2010.
Most days begin with her hands set to the keyboard and thinking “What if??”
Links for Vicki Batman
Find Vicki at:
Author Central: https://www.amazon.com/author/vickibatman
Plotting Princesses: http://plottingprincesses.blogspot.com
Buy links for Temporarily Employed
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Menage – Suspense – Contemporary
Spooktacular Halloween Contest!
October brings our Spooktacular Contest – http://romancebooks4us.com/ – with lots of prizes! Contest runs 1 Oct. – midnight ET 21 Oct. Different winners for each prize so you have LOTS of chances to win something! To enter: Find the 20 pages that have the GHOST icon like the ones you see above (this page doesn’t count). Make a list of the names of those pages (ex: Marianne Stephens, Desiree Holt, etc.) and send your list to:firstname.lastname@example.org NOTE: Snail mail prizes only shipped to US or Canadian addresses.
1. Two $50 Gift Cards – one each for two winners from RB4U.
2. $10 Gift Card for Secret Cravings Publishing from SCP.
3. Choice of ebook from backlist books by romance author Tina Donahue.
4. Choice of ebook from backlist books by romance author Jean Hart Stewart.
5. Kindle copy of The Rover Bold by romance author Anna Markland.
6. Choice of ebook from backlist books by romance Author JC Szot.
7. E-copy of Kicker’s Legacy by romance author Sandy Loyd.
8. Print copy of Resolutions and Swag items (US shipping only) from romance author Teri Riggs.
9. PDF copy of Anna Doubles Down by romance author Missy Martine.
10.E-copy of Tidal Falls by romance author Jacquie Biggar.
11.Tote of Scottish goodies: books, mug, mouse pad, shirt, etc., from romance author/model A.B. McKinley.
12.E-copy of Unconditional Surrender by romance author Kerry Adrienne.
13. E-copy of Cowboy Up by romance author Melissa Keir.
14.Choice of hard copy or ebook from backlist of romance author Polly McCrillis/Isabel Mere.
15.PDF of Loving Ivy by romance author Jane Leopold Quinn.
16.Choice of one backlist (in kindle format) books from romance authorRenee Vincent.
17.E-copy of Sangui by romance Author Sam Cheever.
18.E-copy of November release, Thankful for Your (Decadent Publishing), by romance author Cindy Spencer Pape.
19.E-copy of Their Alpha Bitch by romance author Fran Lee.
20.Two prizes (one per winner) ebook copy of Cinderella Blue and ebook copy of Little Book of Sunshine by romance author Joan Reeves.
21.Two prizes…one per winner…ebook copy of “All For A Dead Man’s Leg” and ebook copy of “All For A Fistful of Ashes” by romance authorR. Ann Siracusa.
22.Choice of ebook download from website of romance author Sultry Summers.
I’m pleased to showcase Jane today. She has an awesome romance she wants to share with us.
Pull up a chair and get ready for a treat. Be sure to leave a comment to show your love.
I’ll Be Your Last
an erotic M/M – by Jane Leopold Quinn – available NOW!!
Available at: Siren/Bookstrand Kindle Kobo Nook
Life dealt Mack Penchant a raw deal. He’s hidden his sexuality, the secret he’s carried since he was a teen, through the Marine Corps, and now as an undercover cop. The only relationships he believes possible for himself is the furry kind, with his dog Kiki. One young cop, though, drives him to a frenzy, and he fights his passions and needs every step of the way.
Woody Kane’s gaydar spots Mack the moment they meet. And even though Mack rejects him, Woody lusts after the perfect masculine body and wants him in his bed. Woody believes in commitment. Mack makes it clear he does not. Can Woody prove to Mack that he’s worthy of love? After all, he adopted a rescue dog. Isn’t that a start?
What peril will it take for Mack to accept Woody’s love and join him in a committed relationship?
ENJOY AN ADULT EXCERPT:
With quick, sure fingers, Mack slid Woody’s jacket and shirt down his arms and dropped them with a plonk onto the floor. They stood there, staring—almost glaring—into each other’s eyes, bare chests bumping and heaving for air. Mack’s blue gaze darkened with increasing arousal. Woody dropped to his knees to the place of real importance. His mouth was at belt buckle height, but, there was no belt. Just a snap and zipper, the hiss of it lowering agonizingly loud over their heavy breathing and Woody’s wolfish growls.
Woody unclipped Mack’s gun and holster, and his, too, while he was at it, laying both on the coffee table. Then, he palmed Mack’s hips, pushing his jeans down. Commando. Oh, the pure, intoxicating rapture of that. Then a glorious erection jutted right in his face. “God, Mack.” He groaned at the beautiful, thick, pulsing cock begging for attention. He couldn’t resist flicking out his tongue and licking the rounded head with its leaking drop of seminal fluid, the musky perfume of sex filling his head.
“Suck me,” Mack ordered gruffly, flexing his hips. “Suck my cock, kid.”
Woody jerked back, almost knocking Mack over. He stood, fists clenched at his sides, and lashed out in fury, “I’m no kid, and you know it. Call me that once more, and your dick can just stay dry.”
“I’m tired of standing. Where’s your bedroom?”
He glared daggers at Mack, his breathing roughening in his struggle to keep from belting the guy. This was bad. The feral expression on Mack’s face did nothing short of turn him on even more than he already was. This was going to be so good, so fucking raunchy.
Woody would prove he was no God damned kid. His nostrils flared in excitement, and he wasted no time in shoving a stumbling Mack toward his bedroom. They’d need to be there eventually for round two. Might as well get there now.
He shoved Mack onto the bed, yanking his shoes, socks, and finally jeans off, tossing them all on the floor. At Mack’s carnal, and surprisingly vulnerable, cobalt gaze, he froze at the sight of the beautiful naked body, the broad chest, narrow hips, flat belly, and muscular thighs stretched out on the white sheets. Roughly, he lifted and spread Mack’s knees, crawled between them, and stopped. His heart seized at the intimacy of seeing the balls and pucker on display, the asshole he’d dreamed of taking. He liked being fucked, and he liked doing the fucking. And this was one man he really wanted to fuck.
Narrowing his gaze, he taunted, “Does a kid do this?” Leaning down, he licked the thick head of Mack’s cock, rolled his tongue around, getting him all wet, probing the slit, nipping at it, scraping his teeth over the sensitive flesh.
Mack groaned, and his penis swelled longer and harder, apparently responding to the rough treatment.
With a lavish lick at the salty drop slithering from the hole, Woody glanced up and, lifting an eyebrow, challenged, “Huh? Am I still a kid to you?”
Mack grunted, and with an evil smirk, he thrust his erection toward Woody’s lips. “Suck me off and swallow it, kid. You do that, and I’ll call you a man.”
“You son of a bitch!” Woody used Mack’s hard thighs as leverage to push himself to his feet and back away. “You’re just here for a blow job? I don’t need to suck you off to prove I’m a man.” He’d never been this furious before in his life. “I’m not playing games with you. Get the hell out of here.”
With all this testosterone and adrenaline working, he should have realized Mack just wanted a physical outlet. It would mean nothing to Mack. Woody would mean nothing.
Mack realized instantly he’d gone too far. “This isn’t a game.” He grabbed Woody’s arm and yanked him down on the bed beside him, gripping his jaw—oh yeah, his beard was soft—and slinging a thigh over his legs.
Woody’s long lashes rested on his cheeks. Then his eyes opened, his gaze intrigued and eager. Woody didn’t want to stop this any more than Mack did.
Their kisses had been much more addictive than he’d imagined possible. Woody’s lips held firm against his, the short hairs of his beard tickling. Mack licked, roughly working his way inside his mouth. Then Woody was his. Pressing his hairy chest on Woody’s hard one, the warm, sleek skin a comfort all its own, he took his mouth, scraped his teeth with the flat of his tongue, teasing the tip across the roof, suckling Woody’s tongue.
It’d been a long time since he’d felt this out of control. Breaking the kiss, he pushed up. “Where’s your stuff?” He was frantic to fuck the kid. “I want inside your ass.”
Woody’s expression was dazed. “Yeah,” he agreed. “Drawer.” He pointed in the direction of the nightstand.
“You can’t be fucked with your jeans on.” Mack gripped Woody’s snap, lowered the zipper, and shoved the pants down long legs, leaving him in gray boxer briefs stretched snugly around lightly furred, muscular thighs. Muscular just like his. His heart stuttered with desperate need. Woody’s body was everything he wanted in another man.
The tight knit of the boxers barely hid Woody’s sizeable cock, erect and ready to bust out of the soft material. Mack yanked the shorts off and wrapped his fingers around Woody’s shaft, caressing his cock from base to tip. His eyes closed in the pleasure of controlling the hard heat, his mouth watering for a taste.
He had no intention of depriving either of them of that pleasure, and lowered his mouth to slide over the head. Nothing in the world was as delicious as another man’s red, shiny cock head, glistening wet with spit and pre-cum. He licked it like an ice cream cone, sticking to the tip, tonguing and nipping the slit the same as Woody had done to him. Mack needed the rough handling of his dick. He’d find out if Woody did, too.
With a shout, Woody jerked his hips off the bed, thrusting his cock full into Mack’s mouth.
His nose nestled in Woody’s pubic hair. Oh, yeah! Man scent made him hungry for more.
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Sensual fantasies were locked in my mind for years until a friend said, “Why don’t you write them down?” Why not, indeed? One spiral notebook, a pen and the unleashing of my imagination later, and here I am with more than a dozen books published. The craft of writing erotic romance has become my passion and my niche in life. I love every part of the creative process — developing characters, designing the plot, even drawing the layout of physical spaces from my stories. My careers have been varied — third grade school teacher, bookkeeper, secretary — none of which gave me a bit of inspiration. But now I’m lucky enough to write romance full time — the best job in the universe!
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Jane Leopold Quinn
My Romance: Love With a Scorching Sensuality
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Paul’s here today answering some riveting questions, giving us a sneak peek into his wonderful novel The Unholy, and he’s hosting a contest.
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PAUL DeBLASSIE III, PhD, is a psychologist and writer living in his native New Mexico. A member of the Depth Psychology Alliance, the Transpersonal Psychology Association, and the International Association for Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy, he has for over thirty years treated survivors of the dark side of religion.
How do you usually come up with a story idea? Dreams? Writer’s journal? Eavesdropping on conversations? Newspaper?
Stories come to me as archetypal images that slam onto the white screen of my mind and scream for attention, generating a rhythm and pulse as I put words to paper and allow for the unfolding of dramatic fiction as was startlingly clear in the haunted image of the crazed and evil Archbishop Anarch and the young warrior-healer medicine woman, Claire Sanchez in The Unholy.
Who or what inspires you when your creative mojo is lagging?
The problem is never that my creative mojo lags; it’s more about regulating the mojo so that it doesn’t completely possess my energies as often threatened during the writing of The Unholy when nightmarish images, soon to be set to paper, haunted my dreams and waking life!
Who is your Yoda—your seasoned mentor?
My seasoned mentors (there is more than one) are a sacred trinity of deceased gothic writers H.P. Lovecraft, Algernon Blackwood, and Arthur Machen. They lean over my shoulder, whisper in my ear words of inspiration and dark magic! It’s quite a scintillating psychic process.
What importance do you place on writing workshops? What workshops would you recommend to us?
Yeah…use them if they help; but, you can so easily get caught in destructive group dynamics of power, control, and one upmanship. In my opinion, it’s better to read and read and read then set your hand to the word processor or pen to paper, as is your preference. Then let the piece unfold as it will. Over time each writer finds his or her way along the literary path that is theirs to follow, one that cannot necessarily be helped by groups since this is fundamentally a soulful, solo, endeavor.
What person would you like to thank for inspiring you in your writing aspirations?
How did this person help you? Kate, my wife, guided me to move from writing inspirational depth psychology to dramatic dark fiction since story can inform and inspire in a way that is much deeper than nonfiction since it moves directly past the defenses of the ego and into the deep unconscious mind where things sizzle, percolate, and are transformed!
Have you ever used songs for inspiration?
Right now as I’m writing, the blues is playing….Love Me With A Feeling…it’s what I usually right to…the blues…because it hits at the core of human existence…tragedy, triumph, realms of wondering and spirit and night frights and ghosts aplenty that haunt life and love.
Do you play music when you write? If so, what kind? Or, do you have to have silence or background noise to set your writing muse free?
At times, I relish silence since it’s then that the words can practically be heard within the ear canal, a strange place that feels like an oasis where winds breathe words.
Do you read in a different genre than you write? If yes, why? If you read in the same genre that you write, do you feel that it influences your writing in any way?
I usually have three or four or more books going on in high literary fiction such as with Joyce Carol Oates, The Accursed, and a paranormal thriller, Deadly Curiosities, a horror novel by Edward Lee, Lucifer’s Lottery . Then, there’s another few books in relational psychoanalysis and alchemical psychology. Without a doubt, they all inform, inspire, and devilishly plot twists and turns in every word, sentence, and paragraph of my writing.
What is your process from idea to first draft?
The process is to hit the page running because ideas have been germinating and pressing to be birthed for at least two years before I start a piece of nonfiction in psychology or a paranormal thriller.
Have you ever given assistance to a struggling new writer? Has another writer ever come to your aide? How?
Absolutely. I tell all struggling writers to keep on and don’t give up because the inspiration that came in the first place says that you’re onto something and the something needs persistence as the greening agent for a creative endeavor that is sure to see the light of day if you are willing to see it through no matter what.
What do you consider your greatest accomplishments in your career so far?
As far as greatest accomplishments are concerned, I’d say I’ve found the most wonderful spouse in the entire cosmos, a woman who has been with me and I with her through the proverbial thick and thin of life’s incredibly rich challenges including that which is dramatized in The Unholy—the dark side of religion!
If you won the big lottery, what would you do with the money? Would give any of it to charity? If so, which one?
It’d all go to charity since there is nothing free in this world, all things requiring the balance that comes from hard work and honest compensation or something being taken away because something gained and not worked for sets forth the law of compensation and is a scenario that can have dire consequences and is best avoided!
What is the best advice you want to give to a new writer?
You have set forth on a long and arduous journey, one best not avoided since it will come a haunting till you listen and put the words to the page and continue until you feel satisfied that you have done your best then let it go and let it do what it does!
If you could choose an animal for a mascot, what animal would it be? What do you admire about this animal? Do you feel you have qualities similar to this animal? If so, what are they?
In the Unholy the lobos, wolves, accompany the medicine women and are animal spirits that are by my side on many challenging occasions, bringing their instinct for survival to bear on otherwise potentially traumatic if not deadly situations!
If money, education and fear factors were set aside, what three careers would you like to attempt other than writing?
I would attempt no other career than writing because I can see no other career for me as it is in my psychic bloodstream and DNA and the mojo never stops just as within The Unholy Claire cannot forsake her calling lest she be haunted for life.
If money, talent and fear were no object, what big adventure would you like to have? What characteristics do you like to instill in your heroes? What characteristics do you feel are necessary for a good heroine?
The adventure of living each day has nothing to do with money as my heroine, the young medicine woman Claire, dramatizes. Daily living is replete with wonders, unexpected twists and turns, relational challenges, dreams and nightmares during sleep. All of this is nothing short of adventurous living. To lean into what the day, life, brings is the hallmark of an authentic heroine.
If you had the power to change two things in the world, what would those two things be?
The two great desires that come to mind are first that people would read three times as much as they presently read and second if they are not reading that they would begin with a lasting fervor.
If could have a super power for a day, what would it be? Why?
The number one super power that I would ask for is to be more true to myself on that particular day than I have ever been because that would mean that I’ve experienced something that I can palpably continue to grow toward and enjoy for the rest of my life!
A young curandera, a medicine woman, intent on uncovering the secrets of her past is forced into a life-and-death battle against an evil Archbishop. Set in the mysticlandofAztlan, The Unholy is a novel of destiny as healer and slayer. Native lore of dreams and visions, shape changing, and natural magic work to spin a neo-gothic web in which sadness and mystery lure the unsuspecting into a twilight realm of discovery and decision.
Lightning streaked across a midnight dark sky, making the neck hairs of a five-year-old girl crouched beneath a cluster of twenty-foot pines in the Turquoise Mountains of Aztlan stand on end. The long wavy strands of her auburn mane floated outward with the static charge. It felt as though the world was about to end.
Seconds later, lightning struck a lone tree nearby and a crash of thunder shook the ground. Her body rocked back and forth, trembling with terror. She lost her footing, sandstone crumbling beneath her feet, and then regained it; still, she did not feel safe. There appeared to be reddish eyes watching from behind scrub oaks and mountain pines, scanning her every movement and watching her quick breaths. Then everything became silent.
The girl leaned against the trunk of the nearest tree. The night air wrapped its frigid arms tightly around her, and she wondered if she would freeze to death or, even worse, stay there through the night and by morning be nothing but the blood and bones left by hungry animals. Her breaths became quicker and were so shallow that no air seemed to reach her lungs. The dusty earth gave up quick bursts of sand from gusts of northerly winds that blew so fiercely into her nostrils that she coughed but tried to stifle the sounds because she didn’t want to be noticed.
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Paul DeBlassie III, Ph.D., is a psychologist and writer living in Albuquerque who has treated survivors of the dark side of religion for more than 30 years. His professional consultation practice — SoulCare — is devoted to the tending of the soul. Dr. DeBlassie writes fiction with a healing emphasis. He has been deeply influenced by the mestizo myth of Aztlan, its surreal beauty and natural magic. He is a member of the Depth Psychology Alliance, the Transpersonal Psychology Association and the International Association for Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy.
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