Thursday, April 30, 2015
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
WIP Wednesday – Clan Beginnings: Clan and Crown
“These
are your lodgings?” Clajak smirked at the bouquets of flowers lining the walls.
His grin grew even larger when they went inside the suite of rooms.
Egilka
managed not to cringe. The suite was sumptuous, obviously designed to be a
romantic retreat. Aromatic flowers abounded, along with art vids depicting
sensual scenes. The furnishings were soft and billowy, inviting the guests to
lounge or wallow as their wants dictated. The large sleeping surface in
particular beckoned with the softest of furs and mirrored surfaces surrounding
it. Egilka had been all too aware that one closet boasted items that would
shame the brothel they’d just run from.
Clajak
chortled, opening that particular closet at once and discovering all the toys.
“Well, well. I appreciate all you’re
doing to lure me to your side, Imdiko.”
Egilka
kept his back ramrod straight and voice cool. “Don’t look at me. The room was arranged for by – one of your
parents.”
At the
last second, Egilka refrained from telling Clajak it had been his mother who
had arranged for the lodgings. “I took care of it myself,” she breezily
informed him as he’d set off. “I hope you will be comfortable.”
Comfort
was the last thing Egilka was right now, thinking of how Irdis had
not-so-subtly pushed this moment upon him. At Clajak’s frown, he knew the
prince realized also who was behind this setting of love and passion. The frown was chased by a look of great
discomfort.
Good.
Egilka wasn’t the only one embarrassed by the empress’ attempt to bring them
together. It had to be worse for Clajak since the perpetrator was his own
mother.
Releasing mid-December 2015
Monday, April 27, 2015
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Wednesday, April 22, 2015
WIP Wednesday - Clan Beginnings: Clan and Crown
The
Plasian shrank back, fear registering on her gentle face. Clajak moved fast,
putting himself between her and Ru’imbu. He loomed over the gray alien and
allowed his fangs to unhinge.
“The
woman is not to blame, gray boy. My companion and I are at fault, not her.”
The
Bi’isil touched the strap around its skinny waist. A number of pouches and
small devices were attached, much like the belt Clajak wore.
Cold
pleasure invaded Clajak’s mind yet again. Protocol
has been ignored. Bi’isils do not stand
for such matters. The woman’s life and
that of the brothel owner are forfeit.
Egilka
gasped. Clajak ignored him for the moment. Speaking in the liquid language of
Plasius in the hopes that Ru’imbu didn’t know it, he told the prostitute, “Get
out of here and warn your owner.”
The
Plasian didn’t hesitate for an instant. She fled the room as Clajak let his
temper off its leash and faced off with Ru’imbu. “You’re not on Bi’is, you
hateful gray shit. This is Dantovon and
you can get over your insult, small thing that it is.”
Even
though the Bi’isil’s face remained unchanged, its body shook with rage. It
stared up at Clajak and dripped molten fire in his head with its fury.
Small insult? Small?
For the prince of the E’isip, foremost in the richest territories of
Be’em, capital of the realm of Bi’is? No
insult is small to me, Kalquorian.
Clajak
snorted. “Then you’ll be getting your feelings hurt a lot, Prince of
Assholes.
Ru’imbu
touched a small device on his belt. All at once, Clajak couldn’t move. He
couldn’t even speak to warn Egilka to run. Ru’imbu pulled the metallic device
from his belt, a tiny box with lumps protruding from it. He pointed it at
Clajak.
A
streak of darkness flew at the Bi’isil. It knocked him over. The little gray
alien tumbled away as the dark streak resolved into a wide-eyed Egilka. Ru’imbu
lay still. It was a heartbeat before Clajak realized he could move again.
Fury
made the room red-tinged. Clajak took a step towards the Bi’isil, who was
trying to sit up. The Dramok thought how nice it would be to stomp all over the
little bastard and hear his twig bones snap.
Egilka
grabbed him and shoved him at the still-open door. “Run, Clajak! The little shit has a portable stasis beam and
collars!”
Releasing mid-December 2015
Monday, April 20, 2015
Friday, April 17, 2015
Shalia's Diary Book 5 Now On Sale
It's in book form! Shalia is safe and on her way to Kalquor again. However, she remains haunted by her abduction by Finiuld ... and by a mysterious shadow stalking the corridors of the transporter.
Now available from Amazon,
Amazon
UK, Smashwords, and All
Romance. Also in print. Hopefully it will be on Nook within a week.
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