Monday, December 29, 2014
Thursday, December 25, 2014
Merry Christmas!
I hope you are all having a wonderful holiday. Much love and thanks for everything!
And now, some holiday men:
And now, some holiday men:
Monday, December 22, 2014
Thursday, December 18, 2014
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Thursday, December 11, 2014
Monday, December 8, 2014
Saturday, December 6, 2014
December 2014 Update
Shalia’s Diary – This month
we learn Betra’s naughty secret and the gals turn the tables and stalk the
ghost. Exorcism, anyone?
Clans of Kalquor 5: Alien Slave
–The new edition is out, but I didn’t make a big deal out of announcing it because there
were next to no changes outside of the cover art. Don’t buy it if you’ve
already got it. All of the Clans of Kalquor books are now back in my sole
possession. I now own all the rights. At this point, only one of the
Netherworld books remains with the original publisher right now. Speaking of which...
Netherworld II: Blood Potion No.
9 – Brandilynn’s undercover operation with a sexy wolf shifter and biker
gang didn’t need heavy revisions at all. There will be no big changes to the
story when rights return to me at the beginning of February...except that I can
finally get rid of that awful cover art. I look forward to Erin saving me on
this one!
Clans of Kalquor 9: Alien
Indiscretions – I am at the halfway point in the first draft. I’m writing
like a fiend, but I will be taking time off for Christmas and New Year’s to
celebrate with family. I still hope to have this book out by the end of February, but
again – NO PROMISES. This story is huge, and it keeps throwing me curve balls. There
is big trouble threatening the whole Empire while a certain bratty Earther
locks horns (and other things) with a powerful clan.
I hope you all have an amazing and miraculous holiday season. Lots of
love!
Thursday, December 4, 2014
Monday, December 1, 2014
Thursday, November 27, 2014
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Thursday, November 20, 2014
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
WIP Wednesday – Clans of Kalquor 9: Alien Indiscretions
Rolat
finally broke through his silence. Maybe it was the fiercely protective way
Cissy was grilling them about their plans with her sister for the evening. At
any rate, the big Nobek had a bizarre expression that said he was amused as
well as enthralled by the Earther.
“We
will escort her back here as soon as she wishes it. We’ll let her make the decisions about our
evening as we get to know one another.”
Cissy
looked him over with a narrowed gaze. Diltan also gazed at Rolat, trying to see
him not from the viewpoint of a clanmate of many years but as a unknown entity,
a stranger.
He had
to admit his Nobek was a fearsome specimen. Most of Rolat’s scars were covered
by his tunic and pants, hidden so as not to frighten a small Earther woman. As
a longtime prison guard then warden, Rolat had seen his share of violence.
Having moved up as Head of Incarceration, he was now removed from most of the
danger, though he insisted on frequent in-person inspections of prison
facilities. Only one thin whitish streak along his cheek marred his strong
features, but there was still that aura of contained brutality that was the
hallmark of most Nobeks. His wide shoulders and broad chest spoke of his
strength. Big and imposing, Rolat’s mere appearance demanded respect.
Cissy
might have respected the power that oozed from Diltan’s clanmate, but she
showed no sign of being intimidated by it. Her gaze on Rolat was frank and
unafraid. Her next statement only underscored how she refused to be
intimidated.
“Yeah,
well make sure Tasha does make all the decisions, big boy. Otherwise Kalquor will get three more Mataras
come sunrise.”
No release date set.
Monday, November 17, 2014
Thursday, November 13, 2014
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
WIP Wednesday – Clans of Kalquor 9: Alien Indiscretions
As
Diltan took in the vision of beauty before him, a familiar face smiled at him
from a whirlpool. She waved. Feeling dazed, Diltan led his astounded clan to
that part of the courtyard.
As they
neared, the woman stood and mounted the steps, taking her out of the whirlpool.
“Hi, Dramok Diltan. Is it that time already?”
The men
stopped in their tracks a few feet away.
Judging from the welcoming smile, it had to be Tasha who stood before
them, her body wet and scantily clad. There was much more skin than soaksuit,
so much more that she might as well have not bothered putting anything on at
all. Triangles of blue hid her areolas and pubic mound and little else. The
straps holding those triangles in place were so thin they looked as if they
might snap in an instant, especially given the fullness of her breasts and
buttocks.
Diltan’s
heart galloped as he stared. Tasha was so very lush and rounded, her pale body
a dream of soft curves and pliant flesh. His cocks twitched and began to fill
at the arousing vision before him.
Rolat
whispered “By the ancestors and Mother of All.
Is that our potential Matara, Diltan?”
Wal
made a choked sound in his throat. He seemed incapable of speech at the moment.
Diltan
swallowed hard and whispered back, “I guess it is her, though she’s not exactly
dressed for our meeting.”
Seemingly
oblivious to the sensation she was causing, the young woman sauntered over to a
table and picked up a glass of what appeared to be dlas, a rather potent drink.
She took a healthy swallow, set the glass back down, and grabbed a nearby
towel. She rubbed it all over, drying off. Diltan’s cocks gave another jerk.
The
woman smiled ruefully. “How did it get so late in the day? Holy Hannah, I’ve got to get ready for my
date. Don’t worry, Tasha is much more
prompt than I am. If I know her, she’s
dressed and ready to go.”
With a
strange mixture of relief and disappointment, Diltan realized this was Cissy
and not Tasha. He cleared his throat and bowed. “Matara Cecilia, how nice to
see you again. These are my clanmates
Nobek Rolat and Imdiko Wal. This is our
date’s twin sister, Cecilia.”
The two
men bowed, though they did not speak. They were apparently still overcome by
Cissy’s lack of clothing. Wal’s eyes were almost perfectly round in his
amazement.
Cissy
grinned and motioned them to follow her. “Come along, gentlemen. I’ll take you to her. Where are you all going tonight?”
Diltan
tried to talk, but he was almost as tongue-tied as his clanmates. He cleared
his throat. “We plan to take her to the Taste of Home eatery. “
“Oh
yeah, Lindsey’s Imdiko’s place. We had
dinner there last night. You financed
that, didn’t you Dramok?”
Cissy
gave Diltan an appraising look that made him wonder if Lindsey had broken their
agreement that they never speak of his terrible judgment a couple of years
before.
In a
stilted tone, he answered, “I am honored to have helped Imdiko Vax realize his
dream of owning his own establishment. He has shown beyond any doubt how
greatly he deserved it. I am sorry I
won’t be the one to introduce his work to Matara Natasha. It is the best place to eat on all of
Kalquor.”
Cissy’s
laugh was a hearty bellow, uttered without the least bit of self-consciousness.
Diltan was startled to find himself smiling in response.
She
told him, “Oh, don’t you worry about Tasha already having eaten there. We didn’t get to sample but a fraction of
what that place serves and as you can see—”
Cissy smacked her own barely-covered ass “–Tasha and I aren’t shy about
eating!”
Wal
moaned low in his throat. His stare was riveted on the handprint appearing on
Cissy’s well-rounded rump. Diltan nudged him, worried Cissy would catch the
Imdiko staring.
No release date set.
Monday, November 10, 2014
Saturday, November 8, 2014
Interview with Aubrey Cara, Author of 'Chasing Delia'
One of my favorite things to do on this blog is feature new writers.
This particular writer making her debut is extra special because she’s also a
dear friend.
If you’ve never visited Aubrey Cara’s #iheartbookswithawarninglabel
blog, then my friends, you are missing out. Funny, smart, and kinky to the max,
Aubrey is a treasure. She discusses books and sex with a savvy, no-holds-barred
approach. Now she’s releasing her first book through Baronet Press, Chasing Delia. I’ve been lucky enough to
already have read it, and it is everything I expected from Aubrey: funny,
quirky, and full of hot action – particularly of the spanking kind. Here’s the
back cover synopsis:
With the delivery of one Dear
John letter and a set of divorce papers, Delia Myers is on a her way to self
discovery. First stop: Embracing she's a terrible judge of character.
Especially when it comes to men.
Jake Forrester is a small town cop who is beyond charming and hunky enough to have every female in a hundred mile radius panting after him. Basically everything she is trying to avoid. Too bad he's been determined to chase after her from the second he's laid eyes on her oversized floral granny panties.
She may run, but can she hide from love?
Warning; Contains one no-good, cheating ex-husband, a heroine with a propensity to make a run for it, and a hero that has a new found love for spanking a certain sassy woman who runs from him.
Jake Forrester is a small town cop who is beyond charming and hunky enough to have every female in a hundred mile radius panting after him. Basically everything she is trying to avoid. Too bad he's been determined to chase after her from the second he's laid eyes on her oversized floral granny panties.
She may run, but can she hide from love?
Warning; Contains one no-good, cheating ex-husband, a heroine with a propensity to make a run for it, and a hero that has a new found love for spanking a certain sassy woman who runs from him.
Yes, it is every bit as fun as it sounds. So of course I had to sit
down with her and get the lowdown on making the leap from blogger to writer. Here’s
what she had to say.
Tracy: First of all, congratulations on getting your
first book out there! I am beyond happy for you.
Aubrey: Thank you for having
me, Tracy! I'm so excited to be here and talking about Chasing Delia. I
was going to bring Delia, but Jake said “no” to her spending the afternoon with
all the Kalquorians you keep around here—I personally love the part of visiting
you. He's the possessive type.
Tracy: We are sad she couldn’t make it. Just look at
those pouting Imdikos. I guess we’ll have to make it up to them. <wink,
wink>
Interview first, though. Right off the top, I have to ask you about
writing a spanking fiction novel. Is this your favorite thing to read? If so,
how did it encourage you to write your own?
Aubrey: I love reading
regular romance and spanking romance, but I've always felt like something was
missing. With a regular romance, even erotic romance, I wasn't getting the
amount of spanking I wanted to be reading.
Spanking is probably my biggest kink. And you'd think reading spanking
romance would solve all my problems, but that's just not the case. Again, I'll
enjoy the book and characters, but many times I'm left feeling like something
is missing. I just wasn't getting the kink connect.
Tracy: Your blog is one of
the best out there. It’s the only one I read on a regular basis, both for
commentary on kink and your book reviews. What got you from reading and
blogging to writing a book?
Aubrey: That disconnect I
mentioned before was actually what got me writing. Chasing Delia is a bit of a hybrid. It's not a traditional spanking
romance or regular romance. Like many authors, I felt the drive to write what I
wanted to read. Ironically, that's also why I began blogging. I've always loved
writing, I just hadn't written any stories in years.
Tracy: Was making the move
from blogging to fiction a tough transition?
Aubrey: Am I done
transitioning? Is that official? <grins> I feel like I'm still
transitioning. Last spring I began writing much more than reading, and quite
honestly I felt a little guilty. I had to give myself permission to stop
reading.
Tracy: You do read a lot to
judge from the book reviews you’ve done. What surprised you about writing one?
Aubrey: After reviewing so
many books I'm surprised by my inner critic voice being much quieter. I'm
personally usually a very analytical person. I have a friend that calls me
Vulcan-esque. I can be a realist to a fault. Not so much when I was writing.
Before when I looked at my stories I couldn't see the forest for the trees. I
was emotionally blinded. While I'm still very emotionally attached to my
stories I'm able to step back and look at them as a reviewer.
I also know that first and foremost I need to love my story and be
happy with the final product, because it may very well get picked over in the
reviews and I need to have the security in my work to know that is okay. I
still hope everyone enjoys my book and it does well, but I'm not sure that I'll
be reading all the reviews. I've read and written reviews for years now. I know
firsthand they are very subjective.
Tracy: Okay, so let’s talk
practical knowledge. Favorite spanking implement (wielding or receiving)?
Aubrey: Wielding or
receiving?! <giggles> You know me so well! Receiving; hand, wooden spoon,
and belt. Wielding; anything I can get my slaptastic hands on!! Not many people
know I love to spank! I just don't usually get in more than a lick or two in
before I'm upended and on the receiving side.
Had I been on a sports team, I probably would have been reprimanded for
my overly enthusiastic “go team” butt slaps. In my story Chasing Delia,
Delia actually gets the opportunity to be the spanker with humorous results!
Tracy: That was a great
scene. I had a good laugh over the visuals I got while reading it.
What books have you read that inspire you, whether spanking or not? How
do they inspire you?
Aubrey: Oh my gosh, that's a
hard one. As a sex fiend? Well, the list is long and begins with Connie Mason.
As a writer? Absolutely every book I've ever read, has inspired me in some way.
Seriously. Whether a satire by Erma Bombeck, a plain old historical fiction by
Eugenia Price or an uber sexy sci-fi by you, every book I read gives me
something in return.
Tracy: Thanks! Those are
some great names to be associated with.
There were some terrific
secondary characters in Chasing Delia.
Will we be seeing them show up in other books? Do we dare to hope this will be
a series?
Aubrey: Yes!! There will be
a series, but they read more as stand-alones. Secondary characters Kat and
Caleb will have their own story. There is an excerpt for their story, Taming
Kat, in the back of Chasing Delia! You'll get to meet Caleb's wacky
mom, along with Jake's parents in that story. You'll also meet Mason and Mimi,
who are the hero and heroine from Book Three.
I will warn my readers that Kat and Caleb are dirty on a whole other level.
Their book is 110% erotic romance with a capital E. Sex toys, anal, binding,
and belt spankings happen.
Book Three will also be more heavily erotic. The same humor as book one
and two, but with a few different kinks. <gives cheeky grin>
Tracy: Lots to look forward
to then! Is there any other genre of writing you are thinking of trying? Is
there one you would never go near with a ten-foot paddle?
Aubrey: I may try my hand at
fantasy and possibly sci-fi. I recently dabbled in sci-fi with a super short
story that will first be published in a Baronet Press monthly newsletter
sometime in the next year!
I may one day write a male character that likes getting spanked, but is
still the dominant. I'm a never say never kind of gal, but I probably won't be
writing historical romance, spanking or otherwise. I'm a historical details
stickler, and I have a feeling I'd drive myself insane doing period research.
Tracy: How much of you is in
your characters? Tell the truth now...do you own a pair of flowered granny
panties like Delia’s, and have you ever been caught wearing them?
Aubrey: Everyone knows if
you wear ugly panties on a date your chances of it going well and having hot
dirty sex that night, triple! My humor is definitely in my characters. My humor
and my love for spanking is very present in the book.
Tracy: Let’s talk fantasy. You
are being spanked by your dream man. Who is he, or if you don’t want to name
names, what does he look like? Where is it happening?
Aubrey: You're going to
laugh. Nameless scary Nobek guard from Shalia's Diary One. Seriously! I'm still
hung up on him. I'd follow him around like a happy puppy, and climb him, and
pester him until I got chastised. Then I'd do it all over again until he was
hopelessly in love with me—which I'm positive would happen—and we'd live
happily ever after! (don't tell my husband)
Tracy: (Doubled over
laughing) You’re right...it is funny that someone who showed up so briefly
would get your attention, but I love it.
Now the important question: what are you working on now?
Aubrey: I have Book Two, Kat
and Caleb’s story Taming Kat coming up—it's so delicious—and I'm
plucking away at Book Three, working title Mimi Mine. Mason has been
carrying a torch for Mimi for years. He's finally able to do something about
it. The only issue is, she works for him! Office nooky is happening.
Tracy: Awesome. And now the
obligatory ‘new writer’ question: What do you know now that you wish you knew
before writing your first book?
Aubrey: Everything?
<chuckles> I'm actually one of those crazy people that believe that the
things one learns along the journey of life happen at specific times for a
reason. We learn what we're supposed to when we're supposed to. Vague enough?
Tracy: It makes perfect
sense to me. As always, I’ve loved talking to you. Thanks for stopping in and
giving us the inside scoop on Chasing Delia.
Aubrey: Thank you for having
me!!! It was truly an honor to be here. I hope everyone loves Jake and Delia as
much as I do.
Tracy: Good luck on it! Do
we get to read an excerpt? Please, please, please?
Aubrey: Of course. Enjoy!
Jake stood next to
Delia Myers in the humming elevator for a twenty second lifetime in the wake of
her deafening silence. He had to will himself into stepping out and walking
through the lobby first, hoping she was following behind him. So far she did
pretty well if he pushed a little and stepped back and let her process. He
figured she probably never had anyone that actually let her make up her mind
for herself. He again ruminated over the kind of abysmal life she had lived.
They drove without
talking, a county western radio station their median between an uncomfortable
silence. He didn’t normally listen to country outside of a bar, but for some
reason he had a hankering for the sometimes sad, often times upbeat, stories
that played out in twangy rhythms and tunes of a country song.
He gripped the
wheel of his beat up pickup he drove whenever off duty and smiled a real smile
for the hundredth time since meeting Delia Myers. The cotton t-shirt he had
purchased for her showed a subtle amount of cleavage that was bouncing and
jiggling in a way that made his mouth water and his mind travel to places far
beyond the confines of his old truck. Even through the clinging hospital stench
he could detect the smell of something sweet. He wondered if she naturally
smelled like cinnamon and vanilla, or if that was a perfume she wore. Either
way he wanted to pull her onto is lap and taste her, everywhere.
As he pulled in to
park at one of his favorite local diners, their eyes met and held, and he
spotted an interest in her luminous green eyes that rivaled that of his own
lustful thoughts. He wanted so much in that moment to lean over and feel her
lips yield under his but held back. In hesitating the moment was gone, if it
ever existed.
That was why he
was so surprised when five minutes later she sat in a booth fidgeting and
looking near tears. Then ten minutes after that she was eating like a
lumberjack, and five minutes after that, when he excused himself to the
gentlemen’s room, Delia Myers disappeared leaving behind nothing but a quickly
scribbled note written out on a paper napkin.
Thanks
for breakfast, I’ll forward you money for the clothes and my bus ticket. Sorry.
He checked his pockets
and then looked at where his wallet had laid on the table, now empty except for
his ID. Smooth, Jake he thought to himself. Real smooth.
He picked up the
note, studying it again. No signature or initials, yet somehow he knew, or
least he hoped, that wasn’t the last he was going to see of Delia Myers.
Holding the note and his empty wallet, his father's words about spanking women
came back to him for the second time that day. Lord help him, or maybe her,
because if he ever spanked a woman in his lifetime, it was going to be Delia
Myers’ thieving round behind under his hand.
You know you want it! You can buy Chasing
Delia by Aubrey Cara right now at Amazon.
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