Saturday, May 31, 2014
I've got a new vlog for you, pronouncing the names from Alien Interludes, the short story collection. Due to the many names that appear in Alien Interludes, I am breaking it up into several videos. This particular one goes through the characters that appear in the stories 'Hunted' and 'Abduction'. How many do you know how to pronounce? Find out here.
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
This is a compilation from the free serial story blog ‘Shalia’s Diary – A Clans of Kalquor Story'. It is highly recommended you read Shalia’s Diary, Books 1 and 2 before reading this story. Shalia’s Diary Book 3 picks up immediately where Book 2 left off.
Told in the passages of her ongoing diary, Shalia Monroe’s adventures continue when she leaves Earth to find and join a clan on Kalquor. However, her heart still breaks for young Clan Dusa, making Shalia wonder if she can indeed find love again.
With new friends Candy and Katrina, Shalia vows to never again fall for men she cannot keep. However, Kalquorians are always a willing temptation and Shalia is a magnet for dilemmas. She’s got more trouble than she ever bargained for on board the Kalquorian transport, with surprises and new enemies coming at her from every side. Men who push her boundaries, someone new to worry over, and a universe full of hostile entities are only a few of the challenges Shalia faces as she begins her journey to a new life.
Mild BDSM, including anal play/intercourse, bondage, Dom/sub play, spankings, and multiple sexual partners (m/f/m).
Unfortunately, Nook continues to foul up the formatting on everything I upload to it. If you wish to buy your copy from Barnes and Noble's website, you will have to wait for Smashwords to send their version to it (the same goes for Kobo). I am sorry for the delay. Thanks as always for your patience.
As Diltan had expected, he found his clanmates in the common room, playing a round of akmag at the gaming table. Wal was tossing the stones as Diltan walked in. Rolat groaned and flung a card at the grinning Imdiko as one of the vid tokens moved across the holoboard.
The entertainment vid system, only slightly smaller than the one in the greeting room, was predictably off. No one in Clan Diltan was a fan of the news vids or dramas that played on the broadcasts. Documentaries, educational lessons, and the occasional concert were more to their tastes. The three men saw more than enough news and drama in their everyday lives.
Wal’s evil grin turned gentle as he looked at Diltan. Warmth pulsed through the Dramok’s heart at the welcoming expression from his clanmate. Looking at that caring countenance, it was hard to believe that Wal had once despised him with all of his being.
Diltan loved Wal’s smile. It transformed the quietly handsome Imdiko. Nothing about Wal stood out as particularly noteworthy until he smiled. His features were well-formed but not memorable. His hair was the typical Kalquorian black; straight, slightly below shoulder-length, pulled back off his face at the temples. He was toned but not overly muscled, his frame long and more elegantly shaped than either of his clanmates’.
He had a tendency to look serious, no surprise for a judge who sat on the most important cases that affected the Empire. It was not the typical career for an Imdiko, but having been raised by a family steeped in law enforcement, Wal had found a niche. Still, it was a tough career for the nurturing breed. The corners of Wal’s mouth were slightly lined because he found too many reasons to frown. He had sentenced men to life sentences and even execution. It wore on his conscience to do so, and his clanmates had found it necessary to monitor his drinking when sensational cases came Wal’s way. Without supervision, the Imdiko tended to find more solace in the bottle than was wise.
Diltan grinned at Wal, delighted to see his clanmate in good spirits. His clanmate’s entire face lit up when he smiled, transforming him from forgettably handsome to beautiful. Even after decades of clanship, the sight was enough to thrill the Dramok.
No release date set
Monday, May 26, 2014
Saturday, May 24, 2014
I’m also pleased to announce that Shalia’s Diary Book 3 is ready to be released. I will be loading it to distributors next week. If you want to add it to your collection, keep an eye out. I will announce it on the blog as it comes available via the usual suspects. This story starts with Shalia’s first days aboard the transport taking her to Kalquor.
The kid is out of school for summer vacation, so my time is more limited than ever. Please forgive the time lag it may take for me to respond to messages and comments. I’m a busy, busy gal with books to write in between chasing an active boy.
Happy summer, all! And Happy Memorial Day to the real life heroes out there.
Thursday, May 22, 2014
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
“Okay. Immediate needs are being attended to,” Michaela announced to the men. Their purple eyes riveted on her. “Now what do we do about – this?” She made a sweeping motion with her arm, indicating herself and the clan. “Now that things have gotten so far ahead of where it should be, we obviously need to figure out what comes next.”
Govi winced. “Oh dear. I really am sorry about that, Michaela. I can’t imagine how horrified you must be.”
Michaela sputtered shocked laughter. “Horrified wasn’t exactly the word I would have said. If it was, I’d like to be horrified more often, please.”
At last the men laughed for real. Raxstad in particular bellowed at Michaela’s frank expression of lust. She was relieved to see no disgust. Korkla and Govi seemed more relieved than anything else, but again, there was no sign they were repulsed.
Finally looking more relaxed, Govi said, “Perhaps we can start over from the beginning? I think we should get to know each other a little better before going into headlong passion.”
Korkla grinned and nodded. “I believe you Earthers call it dating? That’s correct, isn’t it?”
Michaela felt a little disappointment that it seemed they wanted to take a step back, though she was glad they weren’t trying to find a way to avoid her outright. “Dating,” she mused. “Like dinners and taking walks?”
“But not in that garden. At least, not for another day or two.” Raxstad winked and grinned with lecherous wickedness.
The heated look renewed the excited churning in Michaela’s gut. She snickered at the Nobek’s lascivious teasing.
Govi rolled his eyes at his clanmate. “A bit longer than a couple of days, I think. Behave yourself.”
“Not in my nature.” Raxstad never took his eyes off Michaela. He stared at her, his grin that of a voracious shark.
No release date set.