Friday, December 8, 2017

Question of the Week

Q: Will there be any shorts about the clans that took Earth males into there clans? Like the captain of the ship Clan Zemos was captured on?

A:  I plan to write a story about Captain Joseph Walker and Nobek Almon later this year. I hope it will be a full-length book rather than a short story, but it remains to be seen when I sit down and write it.

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Friday, December 1, 2017

Question of the Week

Q: Why do you have different cover art for the international versions of your books?

A: I self-publish the U.S. versions of Clans of Kalquor. Books 1-10, in the international and print versions of that series, are published by Totally Bound, which opted to use their own covers rather than mine.  

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Friday, November 24, 2017

Question of the Week

Q: Would you be willing to make more of the YouTube videos explaining how to pronounce character names?

 A: Willing? Absolutely. However, I have not had the time to resume those. Maybe I can get back to the pronunciation guides in a few months, but it's hard to say for sure. Just when I think I'm going to catch a break, the bottom falls out on me and I'm playing 'Beat the Clock' again.

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Friday, November 17, 2017

Clan and Conscience Now On Sale

            “I think Ospar’s discovered your answer to perfect fulfillment, my Imdiko,” he teased Rivek.
            “He does seem to have drifted into an alternate consciousness. Totally in the moment. Have you ascended to a higher plane, my Dramok?”
            Ospar groaned in answer. His groin, especially the area between his cocks, stretched tight. Overfull. Lit with a brilliance that was heady and agonizing all at once. His secondary was charged with almost the same level of heat and pressure, and it continued to build, threatening to push into his sensitive front shaft. A tear of pre-cum dropped less than an inch from his nose.
            “He may have reached a point of too great exaltation. We should ground him a bit.”
            “Return him to a base awareness of what’s around him? I can handle that.”
            The delicious friction against Ospar’s hotspot disappeared. His passage emptied of the long, thick fingers, and he moaned a pleading cry. The blissful delights Jol had offered rendered everything else in all existence important.
            “Wake up, sweet dreamer,” the thunder-voice ordered. A concrete hand cracked against Ospar’s ass, sparking lightning through his butt cheek. Ospar’s half-closed eyes opened wide as a second smack made his rear pulse with heat. He yelped.
            Not in pain, however. Jol’s spankings usually hurt, but with his awareness submerged in desire, Ospar discerned only a wallop of passion. The intense fire added to the desire consuming his loins. Violent spasms rolled through his erections. More convulsions chased through with each enthralling whack from his Nobek’s firm hand.
            “From the sounds he’s making, I seem to be driving him further into a state of heightened glory. Perhaps you can offer something—oh, that will do.”
            The booming impacts were replaced by darts of pattering brilliance, sending sharp thrills through Ospar’s senses. A breezy, whickering noise joined with the barbs prickling his ass. A distant part of his mind identified it as the stiff little switch Rivek occasionally used on his clanmates. Instead of the usual burning lines of pain, ribbons of sensual delight streamed through Ospar.
            It was not as consuming as the strikes from Jol, however, allowing Ospar’s brain to clear from the mists of ardor. He came to himself to note how fiercely his lengths pounded, aching to spend pent-up fervor. Ancestors, how he needed to come.
            His voice grated with desperation. “Please.”
            “I believe he’s returned to us.” Rivek’s statement was tinged with laughter as he ended the whipping. “Just in time for us to enjoy warming ourselves inside him.”

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Fighting murderous enemies. Battling each other. It’s the perfect recipe for romance, Kalquorian-style.

On the surface, young Dramok Ospar has it all: money, prestige, power. Yet what he dreams of most is outside his grasp. His drive to prove himself has left him lonely, with no one to turn to…except the Nobek bodyguard who is decidedly unimpressed with his accomplishments. Oh, and there’s the matter of the local crime syndicate trying to kill him too.

Nobek Jol faces his worst security assignment ever: guarding the most irritating Dramok to draw breath. It’s not that Ospar isn’t handsome, intelligent, brave, and charitable. It’s just that he’d be so much better gagged into silence.

Temple of Life priest Imdiko Rivek wishes for inner peace and total enlightenment. He knows he won’t find it in the lethal world Ospar and Jol inhabit. However, fighting the allure of the pair to achieve perfect tranquility is proving to be more difficult than he could have imagined…plus the fact that their enemies think he’s the perfect target to bring Ospar and Jol to heel.

Available at Amazon, Amazon UK, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords.Coming soon to print. 

Also available for pre-order, (Warriors of Risnar1) Not of This World  at Amazon.