Sunday, September 30, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday - Netherworld II: Blood Potion No. 9

Then Bane started to shift.  His face elongated, and fur shot out of his skin like he was a living Play-Doh Werewolf Fun Factory.  His hands, lying on top of the table, turned into big paws with long, black nails.  And his teeth grew.  Boy did they grow.  I yelped like I’d gone canine myself and took a step back before I remembered I wasn’t in any real danger.

Friday, September 28, 2012

First Five Friday - Alien Redemption (Clans of Kalquor 6)

Chapter 3

            The self-styled Beast of New Bethlehem roamed the halls of the Matara complex, tracking the scent of the one who had caused such emotional pain tonight.  It wasn’t enough that those like her had physically destroyed so many of his men.  Had killed them outright.  The devastation continued.  Perhaps the bloodshed had ended, but the Earther women still annihilated Kalquorian men, this time through their hearts and souls.

Releasing November 16

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

WIP Wednesday - Clans of Kalquor 7: Alien Refuge

Outlining has begun on the seventh(!!!) installment of the Clans of Kalquor series.  Good heavens, did I say the seventh?  Wow.  I never in a million years thought I’d see so many books come from that first one, Alien Embrace.  My thought was there might be ONE sequel to the first book if it did okay in sales.  And yet, the stories keep coming, along with a spinoff series (or two.  Or three.   Stay tuned.).

Anyway, we’re going with a character near and dear to my heart.  Iris is the mother of 6-year old Thomas, who is a high-functioning autistic child.  They live on the Earther farming colony Haven within the Kalquorian Empire, overseen by the Kalquorians.  Earthers are pretty much allowed to do their thing, so long as no one gets hurt.  It’s a benevolent occupation by their old enemy, but we humans don’t like ANY occupation, do we?  So there are issues.

Plus there’s that little complication with Kalquor’s slowly growing rebellion.  Anywhere you find Earthers and Kalquorians in the same place with the potential for interbreeding, there are problems from both races who don't want that to happen.  On Haven, the two sides are coming together for one purpose:  to stop the mixing of the races.

I know, I know.  You want to meet the clan that figures prominently in this little tale, the men that our heroine will come to know.  They’ll have to be pretty amazing guys considering there’s a beautiful  little Earther boy with special needs attached ... and Iris’ supposedly dead, abusive husband who shows up to make things more complicated.

They’re still in development, so I don’t have a clear handle on the men yet.  However, I do have a general feel for them.  First you have Dramok Ospar, the governor of Haven.  Tough, sometimes a little overbearing from what I’ve seen so far, but his heart is definitely in the right place.  He has to do a balancing act that entails keeping the Earthers safe as they get their feet under them, without stepping on any toes.

Nobek Jol is head of Haven security and Ospar’s main bodyguard.  He does step on toes, especially when a child and his mother’s welfare are involved.  He might be a bit overprotective, but he’s a Nobek.  What did you expect?

Imdiko Rivek is a temple priest, devoted to the principles of the Book of Life.  He is also a badass martial arts expert.  Yep, an Imdiko that will hand you your butt if he has to.  It’s Rivek I know least about at this point, but I look forward to getting to know him.

So I’m at the very beginning of the process, with no idea when Alien Refuge will be done.  Maybe April or May?  As always, I will keep you informed.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday - Netherworld: Drop Dead Sexy

Whoa.  My mind reeled as I contemplated the idea of enjoying both men at once.  Okay, maybe I was easy after all.  I’d never considered doing such a thing before … but then I’d never been faced with two gorgeous examples of the opposite sex willing to share before either.  Were there consequences to such actions?  What’s the worst that could happen to a girl who’s already dead?  

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Something Special Begins October 1

The surprise I’ve been planning for blog readers is only nine days away.  I’m still saving the particulars for that day, but in the meantime, you can meet some new Kalquorians who will be a part of it:
I’ve let you have a peek at Dramok Dusa before.  He’s a young man, off his homeworld for the first time as he joins in a rescue mission.

Dusa’s Nobek Esak.  He too is part of the rescue effort.  They have not as yet clanned an Imdiko.

Commander Dramok Nang is in charge of the main site where the Kalquorians are based out of as they go about their important mission.

There’s your little taste of things to come.  Stay tuned!

Friday, September 21, 2012

First Four Friday - Alien Salvation (Clans of Kalquor 4)

Chapter 11

            The rain ended by sunrise, and Lindsey was happy to be on a beach again, away from the fetid smell of the Everglades.  She was a beach bunny through and through.  She wondered if the shores of Kalquor were as nice as Earth’s.
            Strong arms embraced her from behind, and Lindsey smiled up at Bacoj.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Alien Redemption's Cover Art

Beautiful!!!  Erin at edh graphics outdid herself in my opinion.  She also re-vamped Alien Interludes' cover, which I am currently uploading to the sites where it's for sale.  That will take a few days to kick in.  We have a theme going!  Here's the new look:

WIP Wednesday - Next Month’s Surprise

To Whom It May Concern:

My name is Shalia Elizabeth Monroe, and this is my confession as to my part in bringing about Armageddon.  Two months after the nuclear explosives detonated beneath our major cities, civilization here on Earth has collapsed.  I anticipate I will soon join the millions, perhaps billions, of the dead.  For anyone who is not aware of the truth of what happened, I want to set the record straight.  I am uniquely qualified to do so as I am one of the many people responsible for the loss of life, and perhaps, the loss of Earth itself.

We are done.  Earth is dead.  And I helped put us in this position.  With everything that’s happening now, I will probably be just another body on the pile before long.  You might think it’s just what I deserve.  You’d be right.

All I can say at this point is I am so very sorry.  I really, truly am.  It’s not much, certainly not enough to make up for what I allowed to happen.  Even if I had said something and they’d shut me up before it got to anyone’s ears, at least I could have claimed I tried.  But I didn’t.  To my eternal shame, I didn’t even try.

Beginning October 1