stories with bite o,.,o

The dominance game

2012-01-30T03:00:00.000-08:00

In the romance genre, there is a recurring theme of the hero taking the heroine. He forces the point, gets her in his bed, and she falls in love with him. In the real world, we would call that rape. So why is it so hot in a novel? Both readers and authors can't be deranged, taking mental instability right out. The population isn't out forcefully seducing each other, so art isn't imitating life.

Easy way to feel better about yourself

2012-01-29T22:50:00.000-08:00

I suffer occasionally from depression and low-self esteem. I think it's probably intrinsic to the artistic mind. Maybe some fancy behavioral scientist is already doing a study to show that the neurotransmitters are closely linked. Anyway, like anyone who knows about these darknesses themselves, it's hard to get out of them. Even when you can logically sit down and tell yourself there's no reason

#FridayFlash - Writer's Block

2012-01-27T03:00:00.000-08:00

Rook stared at the blank blog field, leaning back in her chair. She was supposed to be setting up stories for the next several weeks, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. Typing seemed so pointless. A lot of things seemed pointless in the maelstrom of time. Johan was always reminding her not to stress, to do what made her happy. Telling stories is what made her happy, but seemed

New Beginnings launch

2012-01-23T12:28:00.000-08:00

Today is the official publication date of New Beginnings by Rebecca Emin. Join us over on Rebecca’s blog Ramblings of a Rusty Writer to find all of the details of how she is planning to celebrate today, or you can read some reviews of the book itself on Amazon.co.uk or Amazon.com You may like to visit some of the other blogs helping Rebecca to celebrate today too. About New Beginnings Sam

MeetYourPsychic.com

2012-01-23T03:00:00.000-08:00

Anyone who's been reading for a while knows I didn't talk about my last employer by name. I said it was a cell company, but I didn't want to be too deeply associated with it. After the bitterness of being fired, I think I'm actually rather glad I never got into name-dropping. Makes it easier to stop thinking about them. But my new employers are fantastic. I cannot express quite how pleased I am

#FridayFlash - Pickers

2012-01-20T03:00:00.000-08:00

She stepped over the debris, intently searching for anything that might be of use. These ruins had been hard hit by the last NERS blast, the electromagnetic beam clearing Growlers and destroying most organic material. It had been almost untouched since it cooled. Bad for the previous tenants, good for us. Happy faces stared out of grimy picture glass, but she didn't look at them. She'd learned

#TuesdaySerial - Shalafaes - The Ring

2012-01-17T03:00:00.000-08:00

Here's a different serial story of mine. These aren't written in chronological order, so it makes them a little difficulty to post very often. And the stories are dark as hell. If you do like what you see here, check out the rest of what's posted on my site. In this one, Kyra confronts her brother about an odd ring. *** "What is this?" Kyra asked archly, holding the silver ring toward her

Making the new schedule

2012-01-16T03:00:00.000-08:00

Being unemployed turned into more stress and depression than it really should have. It pretty much messed me up. However, I am working on correcting that. With the new job, that's not really a job, and having finished a manuscript, and getting back in touch with the best parts of my family, have changed things. I'm doing super better. Part of that betterness effort is going to mean getting back

#FridayFlash - Dining Together

2012-01-13T03:00:00.000-08:00

Grenwald sat on the altar, content to watch the myriad spirits and fae cycle past to feed. It was always hectic on the nights Rook and Johan made offering, sometimes taking twenty-four hours for all the insubstantial residents to feed. And since he'd been given responsibility, the little pookah took his job seriously. Rook and Johan were out, and Ernest was asleep, meaning Grenwald was in charge

#FridayFlash - Ostentation of Elves

2012-01-06T03:00:00.000-08:00

"You want a what?" Shalafae asked, hands on his hips. Morrigana arched a brow without looking up from her bard crystal. "An ostentation of elves." She absently petted her cat, chewing her lip as she concentrated on the tale she created. Her father narrowed his eyes at Elthanael after a long silence. "Would you care to explain?" The elf was sprawled before the fire with a sketchbook. Dressed in

Finally

2012-01-04T13:32:00.000-08:00

I have been waiting on unemployment for, well, the entire time I have been not working. Freelance writing is not so much for me, as I just don't have the discipline to write in that style. My creative prose just takes over my fingers, and that's it. So, I've been looking for a job for a while, going on interviews (annoying), and sending out resumes. Lots of depression and annoyance. Well, on

Midsummer's Unveiling ~FINISHED~

2012-01-01T21:34:00.000-08:00

Nothing quite like completing revisions on another book. This one had its fits and starts. It's a sight better than the original draft. All I need to do now is widow hunting and formatting, a cover, then get it uploaded. So not long on that. Means that it will be just shy of a year between releasing book 2 and book 3. Of the three, I love this one the most. So long as the apocalypse doesn't get

Happy New Year

2012-01-01T02:08:00.000-08:00

No, I have no resolutions. I honestly find the New Year to be a little arbitrary. You could start a new calendar year on any date, really. If you started it on one of the equinoxes or solstices, it would even make more sense than it does currently. I also don't think one needs a major event to make practical changes to one's life. And most New Year's resolutions are anything but that. Yes, I

#FridayFlash - The Strange Laughter

2011-12-30T03:00:00.000-08:00

The horrible sound came from nowhere and everywhere. Matt cringed, pulling his coat closer to his throat. "Who's there?" Only laughter met his question, and his heart raced. He decided he needed to stop drinking, to stop walking home so late at night. Dismissing the sound as a drunken delusion, he increased his pace. Laughter continued to hound him. It was rich and loud, almost like his

#TuesdaySerial - Keila and Varick 8

2011-12-27T03:00:00.000-08:00

Varick made no move to stop me as I reached for his belt. Blue eyes looked black as I kept his gaze. Blood trickled slowly from the bits, pasting a few strands of my hair to my neck. The vampire's heated expression empowered me. He remained still as I opened his pants, though his breathing was ragged. Varick could barely keep control, and all because of me. I, a woman of not even twenty, was

Merry Christmas

2011-12-25T02:00:00.000-08:00

Yes, I'm a heathen. Yes, I disagree with a lot of what the church has done in the name of its God and Christ. But I still like Christmas as a celebration of family and love. It doesn't bother me if someone wishes me a Merry Christmas. It's meant to be a happy sentiment of peace, and joy, and love. I can take it as that, no matter if they're super fundamental Christian, or totally atheist, or

Have a bloody Christmas

2011-12-24T12:01:00.000-08:00

Here's the story I did for the Were-Traveller's Christmas horror issue. Nothing like a little twistedness for the holidays, right?

#FrdayFlash - Dragonrider

2011-12-23T03:00:00.000-08:00

Here's an older piece, from about ten years ago. Give or take. I 've not edited it, so we can all have record of how much I had to learn about writing. *** Kayla was winded as she clung to the boulder. The female dragon had just flown past, sensing the human. Kayle willed herself a part of the rock face, realizing how foolish she was being. No one knew she was up here with the wild dragons, and

Happy Solstice Eve

2011-12-21T14:00:00.001-08:00

It's Winter Solstice Eve, and it's chilly and crisply cold here. Our plans are for a fire and offerings for the spirits. Though I am still jobless and unable to support us via my writing, our family is happy and healthy. Things are going well. They could certainly be worse. I mean, we don't live in a third world cesspit. As a sign of good things coming with the change of seasons, my husband has

#TuesdaySerial - Keila and Varick 7

2011-12-20T03:00:00.000-08:00

I managed to sit up, limbs tingling and chest heaving. During the brief time I'd allowed myself to imagine our reunion, the scenes had never gone like this. Not just the pleasure or the desire. I'd almost counted on that. The comfort and familiarity was throwing me off. We were connected like we hadn't been parted, like we'd actually spent the last couple months getting to know each other.

Edits in progress

2011-12-18T00:26:00.000-08:00

The depression and sickness are finally on their way out. Ugh. I never thought they'd go away. Which means I'm finally working on Midsummer's Unveiling. Doing the edits on chapter 16 right after I finish this post. Only about 600 words to add to that one. Only five that need real work. A few touch ups here and there, and I should be good to go pretty soon. I finally feel good about getting this

#FridayFlash - Curiosity

2011-12-16T03:00:00.000-08:00

You never realize the limits of your power until someone more powerful has you by the throat. Staring into blazing silver eyes, held in place by a strong hand, I’d found my boundaries. The dragon was a prisoner, confined to the dungeon, trapped in elven form by the archmage. Even as a humanoid, he was powerful and dangerous. He hissed past sharp teeth, and his hand was like a vice around my

#TuesdaySerial - Keila and Varick 6

2011-12-13T03:00:00.000-08:00

He was a delicious, wonderful weight. I sighed, wrapped my legs around his waist, and kissed the vampire. Varick kissed slowly, methodically, one hand stroking my arm. Our breaths mingled, our bodies sang, and our desire raged. But no matter how much I ground my hips or teased his tongue with my own, the German would go no faster. I trembled as he broke the kiss and moved to my neck. "I missed

#FridayFlash - Six Winds

2011-12-09T03:00:00.000-08:00

Grand Chancellor Harkott gave a small cry when his majordomo burst into the room. Pressing a lace handkerchief to his lips, Harkott tried to calm himself. "An update?" The majordomo lowered his eyes, wringing his hands together. "It's the Six Winds, Sire. They're here." "Say it isn't so," Harkott whimpered, collapsing into a delicate chair. "Not...not them." "I wish it were otherwise." The

Nomycha finished

2011-12-04T15:03:00.000-08:00

I finished typing up Nomycha. It doesn't need a whole lot of editing, because I learned a lot about self-editing while writing. It helps to not have to restructure a book because you got it right the first time. It's a fun novel, with an ending that's a little unusual for me. But it works well for the plot, so it has to stay. Still haven't worked on Midsummer's Unveiling, but I may do that

#FridayFlash - Letting Go

2011-12-02T03:00:00.000-08:00

Andrew watched her browsing the Christmas sweaters with clenched fists. Shoppers bustled past him, cheeks rose and arms burdened, paying no mind to the lanky boy in a leather coat. Someone should have been watching him. Deedee was by herself, but the diamond ring on her finger declared her not alone. Someone was with his woman, and was determined to claim her entirely. Andrew ground his

Guest Post - Support Four Debut Authors and Snag $125!

2011-11-28T21:06:00.000-08:00

Here's me, helping out with debut authors. Help support them. *** Support Four Debut Authors and Snag $125! Four books Two Days Great Prizes With this contest, there is something for everyone and it’s SO simple to be in on the winning! On November 28 and/or 29, purchase 1 or all 4 of the debut author’s books listed here. Then forward proof of purchase (the receipt Amazon sends you

Black Friday Book Bonanza

2011-11-25T10:45:00.000-08:00

So, I am sponsoring Reena Jacobs on her blog hop for the Black Friday Book Bonanza. Lots of books are being given away. And I mean, A LOT. http://booksavvybabe.com/ I've put up multiple e-copies of Deadlands and stories with fang o,.,o, so take a look over there. And take a look at the entire hop. Pick up some new books while you're at it.

#FridayFlash - Celestial Navigators

2011-11-25T03:00:00.000-08:00

"Some foolish necromancer is sending a zombie army up here." Laughter filled the great hall as the Celestial Navigators took in the news. Jherig lifted a brow at the scout. "Zombies? Really?" The rest of the mercenaries returned to feasting on recently won food, trusting in their leader to handle the non-threat. The scout grabbed a stein of ale and gulped it down. "Yes. Rendus was leading the

Thanksgiving thankfulness

2011-11-24T16:50:00.000-08:00

It's American Thanksgiving once again. While you're reading this post, I'm preparing food for my family. I may not be a mother, but I am female enough to enjoy putting together a good meal for my loved ones. I absolutely love the hustle of Thanksgiving. One of the traditions from my childhood was to "shoot" the turkey. I grew up in Las Vegas, so we weren't hunting our own food. My mom just liked

Just One Bite anthology

2011-11-24T03:00:00.000-08:00

The Just One Bite contest has resulted in some free reads. Check out the anthologies of all the contestants. I'm here in book 5. Thanks again for all the support in taking At His Knee to the top. It and its sequel appear in my new short story collection, stories with fang o,.,o

Erotic escapes Ebooks now carries my books

2011-11-21T13:48:00.000-08:00

There really aren't enough places a person's books can be. So when I was approached to put them up on Erotic Escapes Ebooks, I jumped on the chance. It's a growing site, and it looks nice. So check out some of the authors they have, or even post your own books. Thanks EEE for this opportunity.

Lugh's Unveiling went missing

2011-11-21T04:44:00.000-08:00

Or, at least it seems like my manuscript has gone AWOL. I had some personal issues that postponed it, and then so did my beta reader. I've gotten through stage one edits, and that's about it. I know which chapters I need to work on just to get the word count correct, but then I can't make myself go do them. It's sad. To keep my mind off my inability to finish that book, I've been transcribing a

#FridayFlash - Roommates

2011-11-18T03:00:00.000-08:00

Becc stared at her roommate in amazement. "What do you mean, 'the milk is for the house fairy'?" "I mean exactly that. What don't you get?" Erin crossed her arms as she returned the older woman's glare. "Allow me to enumerate the things I don't get." Becc held up a manicured finger for each reason. "You leave milk in a saucer on the windowsill every night, without once considering my feelings

stories with fang o,.,o

2011-11-12T15:20:00.000-08:00

I created a new short story collection, stories with fang o,.,o All vampires. Some sexy, some horror, though mostly sexy. Mmmmmm, vampire lust. The fun part about ebooks, is that I can put them out without having a novel's worth of words. It allows me to make a gathering like this, and allows you to enjoy a collection of vampiric fun. Enjoy!

#FridayFlash - Grenwald

2011-11-11T03:00:00.000-08:00

Grenwald the pookah was bored. And he really shouldn't have been. Sin City teemed with people, and had a constant flux of new comers. Amongst all the glitz and glitter and entertainment, he should have had a non-stop stream of fun. What the little fae hadn't counted on was how mundane and blind the people would be. No matter how outrageous his shapeshifts or pranks, he got no attention. They

The freelancing just may be a thing

2011-11-07T03:00:00.000-08:00

In my drama of losing my job, I hold onto the goodness: I've finally got the free time to work on my hobbies and writing. Granted, I've still slacked on finishing Midsummer's Unveiling, but I've been working on the freelance. This weekend, I finished setting up my office. I needed to be somewhere away from others. Somewhere near my beloved Aleister. Some place that would mark working time and

#FridayFlash - Dark and Twisty Road

2011-11-04T03:00:00.000-07:00

**Also available on Helium** The woods were foreboding beneath the incipient thunderstorm, yet Philippe forged ahead, Isabella beside him. "We'll make the castle before moonrise," he assured his daughter. She rode her palfrey with practiced ease, though this was the longest trip she'd ever undertaken. "Father is certain it is safe?" There was mild trepidation in her words, but also absolute

You've made me a winner

2011-11-01T15:12:00.000-07:00

Thank you all so much! At His Knee won the Just One Bite contest. Cash prize entirely aside, I'm head-over-heels stoked to have won because of the support of readers like you. I succeeded because of talent and friendship, and that really warms a girl's heart. For everyone who didn't get a chance to register and read it during the voting, it will be available shortly from All Romance Ebooks. I

13th and 1

2011-10-31T03:00:00.000-07:00

Today is my husband and mine's 13th and 1 anniversary. Huzzah for us. What is a 13th and 1 you ask? Let me tell you. This is our 13th anniversary. Thirteen years of being together, of being in love, of not murdering the other in our sleep. It's also our first wedding anniversary. Last year, we really couldn't decide what we should call this upcoming event. Did we celebrate the general

Just One Bite is almost over...

2011-10-29T12:48:00.001-07:00

...and I'm in the money round. Fucking awesome! Again, much gratitude to my supporters for helping out. Last night was intense. I thought I was going to blow a gasket at the end. Thank you all. This is the final round. Just until Monday night. What an anniversary gift. So, one more time, let's go over and vote. Just One Bite.

#FridayFlash - What Lies in the Dark

2011-10-28T03:00:00.000-07:00

I don't normally have an introduction to my stories, but I just wanted to state that the song quotes I use have not been run through a lawyer or anything. I'm just using them because not enough people know about Van Canto, so won't know what song I've referenced. It's "The Higher Flight", by the way. Enjoy. *** I bring a light into What lies in the dark Rook leaned back in her chair, wiping

Unemployment is my catalyst

2011-10-24T13:08:00.000-07:00

I lost my job last Wednesday. A little traumatic, seeing as I've had that job for nearly four years. Just not sure what to do with myself, and still kind of reeling from the surprise change in a four year habit. But thanks to supportive family, I've gotten past the pain, and am working on adapting. Still waiting on little things, like if I qualify for unemployment, but am taking my new path.

In the final four

2011-10-22T13:21:00.000-07:00

Just One Bite has been going well. My husband has had extreme faith, so he wasn't surprised when everyone started voting for me. Thank you all so very very much. Now, can we take me past some angels learning to fly?

#FridayFlash - A Look At Dragons

2011-10-21T03:00:00.000-07:00

A Look At Dragons And Their Weakness - author unknown, age of writing unknown Of all the slave races throughout the planes, dragons are far and beyond the most profitable and most entertaining. Why else are they in such high demand? They are the least prone to disease and exhaustion. They are far more intelligent than the moulein of Tau Ceti. They have few limits to their strength and stamina.

Mom

2011-10-17T03:00:00.000-07:00

I miss my mom. I don't talk about her often, here or in real life, but she was very important to me, and she was gone too early. There's so much I wish she were here to see. The first six months after her death were hard, as I kept thinking of something I wanted to tell her, or something she would laugh about. Time has eased those wounds, but that doesn't mean it wouldn't be nice to have her

A third round of Just One Bite

2011-10-15T17:18:00.000-07:00

And I'm in the third round. Whew. This has been fun. I was so unsure if I'd even get this far. I certainly didn't let myself imagine anything, or get my hopes up. So I don't know how I'm supposed to react right now. All I know is I will appreciate your continued support. Thank you so much, my friends and readers, for all you've done so far, and for potentially carrying me all the way. Vote for

#FridayFlash - Encounters

2011-10-14T03:00:00.000-07:00

The courtship began over a dead bovine. Neither dragon had been aware of the other until they both attacked the same beast. She swooped out of the sky, blue scales sparkling in the afternoon sun. He fired an arrow from a nearby tree, wearing an elven form to hunt. ~Who are you?~ she snarled mentally, mantling over the carcass. Her talons had severed the spine and gutted it. His arrow had gone

Am I horror writer?

2011-10-10T03:00:00.000-07:00

It's hard to identify myself as a horror writer. (I don't, but run with this.) Here's the reasons why I don't. First, I don't really get scared. (See Fraidy Cat post) Thus I don't have the mindset of fear, so I'm never sure I'm crafting the scene properly. Second, I've never thought gore and shock equate to horror. A gush of blood and severed limbs just don't affect me like most people, hence

Site update and new Morrigana tales

2011-10-09T20:31:00.000-07:00

I have finally completed the renovations on my site. It looks a little less like some leftover from the previous century. Now it only looks a few years old. o,.,o I even used some javascript to make my stories a little more readable and not one big janky wall of text. A few tweaks still need to be worked in, but that's nothing compared to the major overhaul. Also put up three new stories about

#FridayFlash - Avatar

2011-10-07T03:00:00.000-07:00

I love when they're bloody and on their knees. Especially the big warriors. All that strength and power in absolute supplication really stirs my passion. The remorseless fighter awaiting me now was gorgeous in all the ways I appreciated. Tall, broad shouldered, long limbed, and hard blue eyes. The kind of steely eyes that would make men tremble and women faint. The kind of eyes that showed more

Round 2 of Just One Bite

2011-10-06T22:45:00.001-07:00

Wow. What can I say? First, thank you to my readers and friends for voting. The support means a lot to me. Afterall, you are the reason I went public with my writing. Second, OMG, I made it to the second round! Now the competiton gets stiffer. I ask for your continued support. Please sign back in and vote some more. Convince friends, family, strangers on the street, or anyone who will listen to

Not a fraidy cat

2011-10-03T03:00:00.000-07:00

I'm not scared of 99.9% of fiction, be it on the screen or in a book. Not since I was five and having nightmares from Poltergeist. My mom taught me that it was just a movie, and nothing from it could get me. That lesson has stuck with me. Sometimes, having a constant subconscious disconnect from the events of a story is a detriment. I just don't get caught up in the moment, never suffer any

Just One Bite voting starts now!

2011-10-01T03:00:00.000-07:00

Let's go! Show your support by registering and voting. Especially for At His Knee. Go vote

Immortals in love

2011-09-26T03:00:00.000-07:00

Why does no one contemplate how hard it would be for an immortal or ancient being to fall for a mortal? A May-December relationship is rough enough. What do you even call a relationship spanning centuries instead of decades? The biggest question that comes up for me is, "what does he see in her?" (Men always tend to be older in my works. Mild daddy complex.) She must surely seem naive, lacking

Existential funks

2011-09-24T00:05:00.000-07:00

Don't you just hate them? I've been suffering from one for quite a while now. It's really put me behind on my book, on my stories, on my hobbies...pretty much on my life. But I'm finally getting over it. I finally decided that I'm going to be the best bard I can be, and that I will continue to put out as much writing as I can, and that I will continue my attempts to entertain you. I apologize

#FridayFlash - Chad the vampire

2011-09-23T03:00:00.000-07:00

We nearly ran into each other going opposite ways through the breakroom door. There was the normal flurry of apologies and civilities, then our auras touched. He was a slender man, hardly more than a boy, and eager to be seen as strong. Long hair dyed black, a rough growth of stubble on his chin, and striking green eyes. And a desperate vampiric nature that recognized the psi vamp in me. I am

Just One Bite contest

2011-09-22T23:03:00.000-07:00

I was pretty ecstatic when my vampire story At His Knee was chosen as a semi-finalist for All Romance eBook's short story contest. I was really expecting to be rejected, so it was huge and awesome to hear. So, voting starts October 1st, though you can go read the stories now. Please, register to vote, and support all the hard work everyone has put forth. http://www.allromanceebooks.com/

Dragon trait

2011-09-19T03:00:00.000-07:00

Someone critiqued a story of mine a long time ago, and stated they were sick of seeing dragons used as fantasy genre cars. I concede the point, especially when I see vampires being used as ubiquitously. Dragons do deserve better than to be just vehicles. They're intelligent, proud creatures, with an interesting culture and long history. They should be main characters, not props. But let me

#FridayFlash - The Crazy Ates

2011-09-16T03:00:00.000-07:00

Tee grizzled veteran stared at the youth. "And why do you want to join The Crazy Ates?" "For glory and honor," the young man replied. No more than sixteen, his face was still soft, though tan from working the fields. Rangy, with big hands, he was just starting to bulk out with manhood. "You ever kill something bigger than a chicken?" The youth narrowed his eyes, jaw jutting defensively. "I've

An observation on bad guys

2011-09-12T03:00:00.000-07:00

Have you ever noticed that not a lot of writers, mostly screenwriters, don't let the antagonist be in love? Sure, he has some main squeeze that he "loves", but he's ready to abandon her in a heartbeat. When she dies in the crossfire, he doesn't even stop to say goodbye. Is that because it would make him human? Are people that afraid of liking a villain? Is there a law somewhere that says evil

#FridayFlash - Familar Whisperer

2011-09-09T03:00:00.000-07:00

Being a familiar whisperer is not all you'd think it is. Yes, I get to work with animals and magic for a living, but no one calls when things are going right. And no one wants to hear that their familiar is messed up because they're a bad guardian. It sounds all PC to call the spellcaster a guardian, but we're not talking about regular pets here. Familiars require special bonding and care, and

#TuesdaySerial - Keila and Varick 5

2011-09-06T03:00:00.000-07:00

Telling yourself you could live without something was a far cry from actually doing it. As Varick drank, I was almost convinced I would never be able to live without him. I nearly screamed when he stopped and moved away. Thwarted orgasm stiffened my muscles, and i ached, arching uncontrollably. Blood trickled down my neck, and I wanted Varick to be feeding still. The vampire wanted to be

Reading to my birdie

2011-09-05T03:00:00.000-07:00

The other night, I had Aleister Growley out of his cage. He's a very dominant (borderline mean) parrot, but he and I get along really well. Him and other people, not as well. Meaning closed doors and us alone. So I was sitting next to him, reading from Keila 3 as I did some edits. Aleister enjoyed the attention, I was working on my book, and, apparently, my husband was outside the door

#FridayFlash - Sketchy

2011-09-02T03:00:00.000-07:00

Everyone knows tweekers came up with the term sketchy. It doesn't just mean acting like a little sketch, half there and not fully formed. It's meant to describe when you're seeing half-formed images in the corner of your eyes, the line drawings of people and things. Not everyone knows that the sketchy things are real. I used to think it was just the drugs. I used to judge how much sleep I

#TuesdaySerial - Keila and Varick 4

2011-08-30T03:00:00.000-07:00

***A little heat this week. And a little longer than normal.*** Varick immediately wrapped arms around me from behind, pressing me hard to his chest. I moaned softly, months of longing ripping through me, flooding me with heat and sensation. "Choose, quickly," the vampire growled in my ear. His hunger pulsed at my shields, and I opened myself to him. "Your bed or the couch?" Images came with

Buck-toothed #vampires

2011-08-29T03:00:00.000-07:00

I love True Blood. Alexander Skarsgard is smoking hot. Until he pops his fangs out. Then I just can't look at him. Fangs do not belong on incisors! Seriously, make-up effects people, you're making the sexy man look like a dork. Canine teeth, please. "But what if the prosthetics don't allow the actor to close his mouth?" Make better teeth, or get a different actor. I've worn fake Halloween

#FridayFlash - Escape

2011-08-26T03:00:00.000-07:00

A long howl filled the air, and the couple froze. Were they discovered? They'd been careful, covered their tracks, hidden their scent, done everything to keep their escape viable. Other howls answered. The wulfen were on the hunt. Hearts pounding, hands clasped, they ran through the night. With luck, they'd make it to the river. Neither thought about the unlucky outcome. The gibbous moon lit

#TuesdaySerial - Keila and Varick 3

2011-08-23T03:00:00.000-07:00

The movie was over, and since Varick and I weren't in the throes of passion, Chris and Simy gave us their attention. "Let's see this fuzzbutt," the heavyset Chris said, getting out of the recliner. Simy fetched the box and started unpacking kitten accouterments. Kitten protested only briefly as I handed him over, then leaned up to sniff Chris's beard. My animal senses weren't working as

The sophistication of my literary palette

2011-08-22T03:00:00.000-07:00

I didn't always like dark fantasy and anti-heroes and tragic endings. That all came as I matured and began to experience the world. When I was a little kid, I liked happy stories, with happy endings. I rooted for the good guy and booed the bad guy. The easy answers were the best; light will always triumph over dark. Some people's palette for food changes as they grow, becoming more

#FridayFlash - War never changes

2011-08-19T02:38:00.000-07:00

There was an adage that went, "War never changes." It used to be true. Humanity found any reason to fight; food, land, precious metals, religion. And they were good at it. Even thought they were the best at making war, that their ingeniousness and brutality knew no bounds. Then the dragons came. When the universe shifted and the new age began, none of us quite knew what to expect. Cries of

#TuesdaySerial - Keila and Varick 2

2011-08-16T03:00:00.000-07:00

"You sneaky little ninja," I blurted. Varick retrieved the black furball, detaching claws from my jeans. The vampire handed me the miowing kitten, smiling cheerfully. "Good thing I'm not allergic." Baby blue eyes stared at me as I held my present, and the cat immediately purred. Loudly. Anything else I might have been about to think was banished as psychic senses responded to him. I didn't

Living on a prayer

2011-08-15T03:00:00.000-07:00

The Bon Jovi song "Living on a Prayer" has a lot of meaning for me lately. The song is sad and uplifting, demonstrating that love makes everything better. "We've got each other, and that's a lot." It means so much because my husband has been trying to tell me this for years, and I've been struggling. None of the bad things are so terrible they can take away from our love. The philosophy is

#FridayFlash - Trust Games

2011-08-12T03:00:00.000-07:00

Here's something of Keila and Varick. They're a lot on my mind...probably because I'm in the middle of edits. A little racy, a lotta fun. I was either too trusting or madly in love. Maybe both. Varick's hands were strong, comforting, as he brushed my hair and pulled it into a topknot. The vampire said nothing, his presence locked behind iron walls, preparations nearly concluded. A shiver

I have to write

2011-08-10T03:00:00.000-07:00

Everyone knows reading is a way to escape. Writing is just the next step. Escapism turns to godhood, and people make their way into our world. I turned to writing not just to escape, but also to answer questions. What happens next? Why did he say that? Wouldn't it be better if the fight worked out this way? My mind is extremely creative, and goes non-stop sometimes. I even play the "what if"

#TuesdaySerial - Keila and Varick 1

2011-08-09T03:00:00.000-07:00

***This takes place directly after the final words of All Hallows Blood. For the newcomers, get to know Keila and Varick a little on my page. General set up: they had their grand adventure, but then Varick disappeared for two months. It's Christmas Eve, and Keila has decided she can live without him. He shows up with a black rose and a kitten.*** I clung to him, unbelieving. Varick was back, in

#TuesdaySerial - My new thing

2011-08-08T23:24:00.000-07:00

While I don't exactly think of my characters as actual living breathing entities, I do have a very dynamic place for them in my head. Meaning that there are things that happen to Keila and Varick between the books. Little events and day-to-day things that build them up, give them history, and let my imagination kill time. Unfortunately, not all these events can fit in a book. Or need to be in a

New Morrigana stories up

2011-08-06T07:42:00.000-07:00

Three of them. One short, two long, one of which has violent sex. The ongoing series is posted on my homepage. Storyteller Arena Satisfaction <--- the sex one

#FridayFlash - Hooking

2011-08-05T03:00:00.000-07:00

ch 6, turn, hdc 4 It is like a magic formula, written in short hand. Only those initiated in the craft can understand. 2 sc, 2 hdc, 2 dc, repeat Only one who practices the craft can understand the madness and the zen. The peaceful repetition. The frenzy of creation. The ultimate beauty of finishing. 6 hdc, ch 2, skip 2, 6 hdc So much effort needed for one small thing. Hours of blood, sweat,

Beginning the edits

2011-08-02T12:31:00.000-07:00

I LOVE editing. I really do. It's the fun part, the polish and perfection part. Everything's written and done, I'm just making sure it's ready for your consumption. One of the biggest edits I have to do is change the time. Originally, I'd set it at the beginning of August, and the holiday for the title was Lughnasadgh. But I was never really happy with the title, and something just didn't fit

#FridayFlash - Hunted

2011-07-29T03:00:00.000-07:00

The hunt began at midnight. Lanterns in hand, hounds on leashes, they entered the old cathedral armed with faith and silver. I watched them from the choir loft, amazed at their vehemence. So fierce in their defense. So unwilling to hear my message. For the first time since the Great War, I was afraid. "How can the beast hide in a place like this?" whispered the youngest member of the hunting

Lugh's Reaping update

2011-07-23T03:00:00.000-07:00

Still working on transcribing book 3. Just haven't been myself the last couple months. Work is bloody stressful, taking a lot out of me. But I'm getting there. Don't expect a whole lot of rewriting to do with this one. Though I'm probably going to expand the ending for a bit. I love the editing process. It's all polishing and fun time and goodness.

#FridayFlash - Danny Lamb

2011-07-22T03:00:00.000-07:00

"And then Danny said he made him cry." Her child chattered on, and Roxie kept doing the dishes. The kid was smart, but too imaginative sometimes. Like with a new stuffie. "What did you do then?" Had to at least humor the six-year-old. "I put Wulfie in with Daddy. But then Danny Lamb wanted to talk to Wolfie, so he went in with him." She slurped at her juice. Roxie drained the sink, spearing

The Asylum films as a learning guide

2011-07-19T22:00:00.000-07:00

Surely you know The Asylum. They make those horrible knock off movies that show up on DVD right when the movie is in theater. And some of those god awful monster flicks. Their movies just hurt, and you wonder why they keep getting made, and some part of you is totally jealous that you're not making money off them too. There is one redeeming thing, in my opinion: you can learn what NOT to do by

#FridayFlash - Feeding Room

2011-07-15T03:00:00.000-07:00

Something only half-developed. Then attacked by the stress monster. So I realize the end kind of tapers off. Sorry. *** Blood filled her nostrils, pulling her from her slumber. A new meal, fresh and alive. She uncurled and went to feed. Torches lit the feeding room and her prey. She lingered in the dark hall, studying the silver-haired man bound in the center. Like all her prey, his wrists

Good news, everybody.

2011-07-12T03:00:00.000-07:00

Thursday, my snake decided to let himself out of his cage. He wanted to make sure I knew he was hungry. I found out about it just as I was walking out the door to go to work. So no time to look for himself myself. Thankfully my husband is quite good at finding reptiles. Found my munchkin in the spare room in an old speaker box. My cat was acting quite antsy. Which I took to mean he might have

Guest Post - Dominique Eastwick

2011-07-11T23:54:00.000-07:00

Here's another guest post. Enjoy, my friends. Where did that muse go… So I have to admit that this week, I have a case of major writers block. Not only with my Novel writing but also with my blog. Nothing seemed interesting nothing seemed to flow and nothing and I mean nothing seemed to fill this sheet of paper with ideas. I guess this week for me my muse started celebrating

#FridayFlash - I can Haz Crime Fightin'

2011-07-01T03:00:00.000-07:00

"A kitteh stalks his prey in the concrete jungle-" "No, crap." "Whacha mean?" "Just that. It's total cliche." "No one writes about crime fighting lolcats." "A ludicrous main character doesn't make 'concrete jungle' any more original. Nor will the novelty of your kitteh keep people from closing the blog." "I Can Haz Crime Fightin' is gonna rock." "About that..." "You...you don't like it?"

#FridayFlash - Apples

2011-06-24T03:00:00.000-07:00

The old man shuffled through the apple orchard. Branches intermingled overhead, muting the sunlight, creating a verdant world beneath. Fall was coming, and the first of the rosy fruits were ready. Smoke and death were carried on the autumn breeze. He stopped beneath the oldest tree. The original tree, from which all others had been grown. The ancient bole was bigger than two men could wrap

#FridayFlash - Ryujin

2011-06-17T03:00:00.000-07:00

We were brought before Ryujin, our hands bound behind our backs. I could smell dragon power on the air, like desert winds and spice, and my nerves danced in time with unknown music. The sense of peace and belonging that had filled me grew stronger as were escorted into the lord's sitting room. The walls were hardwood, a deep red color, hung with paintings of dragons in various

Guest Post - Anna James

2011-06-13T03:00:00.000-07:00

Please welcome romance author Anna James. She’s here to talk about her latest book Visions and will give away a free ecopy to one lucky reader. All you have to do is leave a comment with your email address and you’ll be automatically entered for a chance to win. Contest runs from Monday, June 13th until midnight June 16th. Anna, your latest book Visions was just released on June 11, 2011.

Sick and stuff

2011-06-11T11:00:00.000-07:00

When I get super stressed at work, socializing is one of the first things to go. Haven't talked to anyone on Twitter, haven't replied to anyone's emails until today, haven't even thought about what to post on the blog. Just went to work, kept my head down, and slept when I came home. Stress sickness, blech. But I did finish the first draft of the third book, Lugh's Reaping. Title is still in

#FridayFlash - The Pact

2011-06-10T03:00:00.000-07:00

The procession wound up the shale slope, burdened by the sacrificial palanquin. Ten strong men sweated and grunted, following the druid to the dragon’s cave. White-haired and wise, the druid chanted ancient blessings, claiming dragon magic as his own. From the woman bound on the palanquin came silence. Ramrod straight against her bonds, she looked more like a royal on parade than a stranger

#FridayFlash - Don't Leave

2011-06-03T03:00:00.000-07:00

Marcus watched, heart in his throat. His sweet Karalana was leaving, packing her flat. Perched in the middle of the balcony, he decided it wasn't everything; just enough to start a new life somewhere. "You can't leave," he said, pushing open the sliding glass door. Heat followed him, desert scents mixing with the aroma of green things. Kara had a talent for coaxing growth from anything, even

#FridayFlash - Gloaming

2011-05-27T03:00:00.000-07:00

This story was inspired by a Twitter conversation between Monica Marier and I. We had been discussing how Twilight has ruined the perception of vampires, and we both had interesting views on what real vampires would do in the wake of it. Here's my darker interpretation. *** He tapped at her window, and Rosie beamed. Three nights in a row he’d come for her. Three nights he’d kept the nightmares

Story - Keila and Varick - Favorite Feeding

2011-05-23T23:37:00.000-07:00

This piece falls somewhere between PG-13 and R rated. It includes feeding, biting, bondage and submission, and maybe some other mildly dark themes. Just an erotic moment between my two lovebirds. I was in an odd mood tonight. "What's your favorite place to feed?" Snuggled against Varick, I couldn't see his facial expression, but his chuckle rumbled through his chest beneath my cheek. "Why

#FridayFlash - Prophet

2011-05-20T03:00:00.000-07:00

“Spirits, are you there?” Candles pulsed in the aether, alerting them to his mental state. Absinthe and salvia extract opened the human mind to their world. Suppressing their sniggers, they approached. Yes, we are here, Iggo replied in dulcet tones. He was the only one that could be heard by their target. The other imps gathered around him, jostling for position, each eager to provide their own

Delightful feeding zones of #vampires

2011-05-17T03:00:00.000-07:00

Vampirism is hotter than sex to me. The biting and feeding and passion are phenomenal. There's such dependence and trust between the partners, and it really riles me up. Which is part of why I write vampires; then I can play out some of the complex blood taking scenes going on in my head. One thing that doesn't get talked about much is feeding spots. Let's discuss, shall we? Neck - This one is

One of my hobbies

2011-05-15T03:00:00.000-07:00

I'm a creative person, and that extends past my writing. My mom encouraged me to have hobbies and to do things from when I was a wee thing, and it's stuck with me. Embroidery and crochet are some of my textile hobbies. And I love painting miniature gaming figures. But those will have to come up in a different post. <--- These are some shoes I hand painted and have up for sale on my Etsy.

Another birthday to me

2011-05-14T08:06:00.000-07:00

Yet another year older, and I don't feel it. Couldn't possibly be that time is passing. It's all a lie. Thank you all for being here with me, for partaking in this storyteller's journey. It means bunches and bunches to me.