Saturday, July 30, 2016

August 2016 Update


I’m a couple of days early for August, but we can live with that, right? I knew you could handle it.

I’m back from a lovely vacation that took me into Canada for a boat ride on the St. Lawrence River plus lunch and dinner (yay poutine and Tim Horton’s coffee!!!), upstate New York for some mountain trail hiking and family visiting, Lancaster County, PA for some train museum fun, and North Carolina to visit more family. Now it’s time to recover from vacation and ready myself for the start of cyber-school with Kiddo.

Oh yeah, and there are books to be written too. Can’t forget about those.

But before I get into the WIPs and where I am on them, I’d like to plug a couple of guest spots I did this past week. First, you can check out the blog I wrote for Fresh Fiction, where I tell the tale of how drunken friends at happy hour are instrumental in developing the hottest alien heroes. I also gave an interview to USA Today’s HEA blog, where I discuss being waylaid by my muse in the shower along with other odds and ends.

Okay, so as I was saying, I just got back from vacation. Obviously, that cut into writing time. But I have managed a little progress on the WIPs. So without further ado…


Shalia’s Diary Book 9 – I’m about three-quarters of the way done with this one. Again, there could be a space of a few weeks between Book 8 wrapping up on the blog and this one coming out. Bad Ju-Ju June and vacation have caused delays that could not be helped, but I’m doing what I can to get Book 9 out as soon as possible.



Clans of Kalquor 10: Alien Hostage – Now available internationally via Amazon. You can get the e-book now in the UK, Australia, Canada, Germany, France, and all the other places I would dearly love to visit, as well as directly from the publisher Totally Bound.



Clans of Kalquor 1: Alien Embrace – Pretty new cover and edited for international audiences, Alien Embrace will re-release outside the U.S. It is now on pre-order and will be available directly from
Totally Bound August 2. General re-release is scheduled for August 30, and mass market print is tentatively slated for October.


Portals to Risnar: Not of This World – Quite a few publishers have expressed interest in looking the first book of my new science fiction romance series. It’s now a matter of waiting and hoping. I feel I’m ready to move my writing career to the next level. Hopefully, some of these pubs will agree.


Clan Beginnings: Clan and Command – Poor Piras. Demanding Dramok on the streets, submissive between the sheets. He’s got problems, not the least of which is the Nobek captain who won’t let Piras lie to anyone (including himself), and the dual breed Imdiko-Dramok engineer who doesn’t allow anyone push him around (even a temperamental Dramok admiral and a forceful Nobek captain). Add in a spy mission that means Piras must turn on his beloved Empire and play the traitor, and things get crazier still. I continue to outline this wild tale with hopes I’ll have it done before the year is out.


And there you have it. I hope your August is fab!

Friday, July 29, 2016

Weekend Wake-up Call – The Font






He spent a great deal of time on her clitoris.  Using his fingertips first, he spread her wetness all around the nubbin, teasing until it emerged throbbing from its hood.  Next he licked slow circles all about, making her swollen and red.  Then his lips closed on it, capturing it between their softness.  His tongue flicked across the tip, making Naya tense all over.  He sunk one finger, then a second inside her as he licked the eager flesh once more.  She whimpered.  It took all Naya had to keep herself open for the torment, especially when Elisha began to work in and out with a firm rhythm, searching for the sweet spot within her sheath as he lashed her clit back and forth.  The dual attacks on her most nerve-clustered flesh had her rushing towards crescendo in short order, and Naya readied herself for cataclysm.

Elisha felt it too, and she discerned his intent.  “Please,” she moaned, even as his fingers inside her stilled and he took the joy of his mouth away.

“Quiet,” he said, and she knew he would torment her until he could no longer stand it.  Her agony, her desperation for fulfillment, meant nothing to him except that he could enforce his dominion over her.  Her only solace was that he would feel every agonizing moment with her.

When her need had calmed to a degree, Elisha resumed playing with her, his fingers finding that stomach-curling spot inside her sheath almost immediately and his tongue visiting silken abuse to her clit.  Naya quaked all over as he made her take it, sobbed unselfconsciously as he drove her quickly to the brink once more, knowing he would deny her again and there was nothing she could do about it.

“You are mine, Naya,” he told her.   “When you give yourself over completely, I will grant your release.”

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Friday, July 22, 2016

Weekend Wake-up Call – Clans of Kalquor 6: Alien Redemption






Sletran rumbled a warning deep in his chest, and he reared up.  His hands captured her wrists to pin them over her head.  The anger in his expression was gone, replaced by brute lust.  “You are so eager, my beautiful warrior female,” he said, his eyes dark and narrowed.  “And proud.  You know the word for please in my language.  I would hear you beg me for pleasure.  I would hear you scream for it.”

Rachel’s breath caught.  The Nobek looked savage and her body responded with a burst of pure need.  Her legs surrounded his hips, and she yanked hard to pull him as close to herself as she could.

Sletran chuckled.  “Oh, this will be a delightful struggle, Matara.  One I think we might both win.”

He rubbed his groin against hers, stimulating her clit so that she gasped.  His erection strained against the slick fabric of his knee-length pants, feeling like twin rods of steel against her mound.  At the same time, his hand closed over one breast, squeezing it just shy of pain and making the tip engorge with blood.  His tongue scraped over the stiff flesh.  Rachel groaned as heat sizzled through the mound.

“You enjoy a touch of intensity, don’t you?  Let’s try a little more,” Sletran said.  He bared his flat teeth, and they closed over the tip of Rachel’s nipple.  Again, the pressure increased until Rachel trembled on the threshold of hurt.  Then he flicked his sandpaper-rough tongue over the captured flesh, sending a thick wash of desire down to her belly and straight into her pussy.  A strained warble broke from her throat.

He released her breast from teeth and hand, possessing it with his mouth.  Sucking in hard, he enveloped half the lush mound in stroking wetness.  Rachel arched, as if she would shove even more into that erotic kiss.  Sletran withdrew the luscious embrace, much to her disappointment.  Then he gave her a feral grin, one in which his fangs came into sight.  Rachel gasped.

The Nobek’s head darted down, and he impaled her upper breast with those needle-thin teeth.  He held her still, careful despite his ferocity to not let her jerk and tear her flesh against those twin darts.  The bite lasted just long enough for Rachel to feel the beginnings of intoxication.

Then Sletran moved his brutally delicious attentions to her other breast.  This time he sucked in another mouthful, and slowly withdrew, letting his flat teeth scrape achingly across her skin.  Rachel groaned, her head tossing from side to side.  She ground her crotch hard against his rigid length, so tantalizingly close yet kept terribly separate from her by his pants.

Sletran’s raspy tongue swirled all around her areola.  Rachel clenched her legs hard around him, rutting like an animal, dragging her clit along that swollen part of him.  She was eager to have him inside her, fucking her with that glorious pair of cocks.

The Nobek raised his head to snarl through a lascivious smile.  His fangs descended again.  Rachel’s mouth fell open and she thrust her breast towards him.  Rattlesnake fast, darts of pain shot into the tender flesh.

As he injected her with the sweet venom that made everything feel safe and wondrous, his groin pressed down, sinking his weight down on her pelvis.  Rachel could no longer move against him.  Her burning pussy was left trembling, unable to grind for rapture.  All her attempts to writhe moved her no more than the most minute amount.

“Krewet?”

Sletran released the bite and snickered.  “That’s the best you can do?  You don’t sound nearly desperate enough.”


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