26 June 2011
24 June 2011
Welcome special guest: author David Russell
Today we have romantic/erotica author, David Russell, visiting. David’s bio: b. 1940. Live in London, UK. Graduated in Eng. Lit. Have been teacher, journalist and editor. I do literary reviews, especially for Bloodaxe publications. Also guitarist/singer/songwriter, with CD albums. I first started experimenting with romantica/erotica in the mid-80s. It took until the late 90s to get published in that genre.
* So, David, what inspired you to become a writer?
Role models of authors I had read
* When did you attempt your first story? What length was it? What's become of it?
In 1963; I’ve probably still got the typescript
* How many stories did you complete before you sold your first?
Must have been 20
* What genre(s) do you write in? What drew you to write in it/them? What’s your favorite genre of all to write in?
Journalism, literary criticism, poetry, speculative fiction, romantic/erotica. Currently the latter seems to be my favourite as it has attracted the most response.
* What are the best and worst pieces of writing advice you ever received?
The best advice I received was to be patient and self-critical, to accept delay and adversity. The worst I received was to give up.
* How do you celebrate/deal with acceptance/rejection letters?
I tell people about acceptance letters, and try to arrange small celebrations. I shrug off rejection letters, unless they contain substantial criticism, which I would take on board.
* In regard to the book you’re promoting, which actor and actress do you envision playing the roles of your hero and heroine? If there’s a villain or other characters who are pertinent to the story, who would play those parts?
Kate Winslet and Hugh Grant
* The book you’re promoting, is it a stand-alone story or part of a series? If it’s part of a series, please list the order the books need to be read in for maximum reading enjoyment.
This story is a stand-alone. But I’d definitely like to write more, and if it really catches on I would consider a sequel.
*** Now for some fun info… ***
* What’s your favorite color?
Purple
* What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?
* So, David, what inspired you to become a writer?
* When did you attempt your first story? What length was it? What's become of it?
In 1963; I’ve probably still got the typescript
* How many stories did you complete before you sold your first?
Must have been 20
* What genre(s) do you write in? What drew you to write in it/them? What’s your favorite genre of all to write in?
Journalism, literary criticism, poetry, speculative fiction, romantic/erotica. Currently the latter seems to be my favourite as it has attracted the most response.
* What are the best and worst pieces of writing advice you ever received?
The best advice I received was to be patient and self-critical, to accept delay and adversity. The worst I received was to give up.
* How do you celebrate/deal with acceptance/rejection letters?
I tell people about acceptance letters, and try to arrange small celebrations. I shrug off rejection letters, unless they contain substantial criticism, which I would take on board.
* In regard to the book you’re promoting, which actor and actress do you envision playing the roles of your hero and heroine? If there’s a villain or other characters who are pertinent to the story, who would play those parts?
Kate Winslet and Hugh Grant
* The book you’re promoting, is it a stand-alone story or part of a series? If it’s part of a series, please list the order the books need to be read in for maximum reading enjoyment.
This story is a stand-alone. But I’d definitely like to write more, and if it really catches on I would consider a sequel.
*** Now for some fun info… ***
* What’s your favorite color?
Purple
* What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?
Vanilla
* Are you a cat, dog or both kind of person?
Cat, definitely
* Would you/have you own(ed) a snake or some other exotic pet?
Not a snake; perhaps a lemur
* Which do you prefer: rain or sun & warm weather or cold weather?
Sun and warm weather
* Are you a morning person or night owl?
A morning person, though I occasionally make use of my insomnia
* What’s your favorite day of the week?
Saturday
* What’s your favorite number?
13
* If you could live anywhere in the universe, where would it be and why?
Saturn: I am so turned on by those rings
* If you were stranded on a desert island and were only allowed to have five modern conveniences with you, what would they be?
Laptop, mobile phone, solar energy powered electric razor, searchlight and cutlery set
*** About David’s duet novel… ***
My Dream of Madonna/An Ecstatic Rendezvous, XoXo Publishing: $1.95. www.xoxopublishing.com/shop. These two stories are a synthesis of fantasy, media absorption and experience.
From Laurie, a reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More, on the duet novel…
My Dream of Madonna
A shy but very eager young man has a dream that he has been summoned to a personal audience with Madonna. He is given full-star treatment and finally finds himself the sole object of her undivided attention for a very special short interlude.
This is a short story written in first person that details a young man’s fantasy. It is a dream sequence told with an almost child-like innocence and sense of wonder. As with most dreams, there is a very strong narcissistic element that I thought the author conveyed very well though personally, I found it rather off-putting.
An Ecstatic Rendezvous
A shy but exceptionally sculptured young man finds a beautiful, uninhibited young woman through the personal ads. He and Sandra share erotic foreplay via the phone and decide they simply must meet to enjoy each other in person.
Written via the young man’s perspective, this short story is about an inexperienced but very willing young man’s brief fling with a gorgeous, experienced woman who finds his physique and retro clothing utterly charming and unabashedly appealing. During their erotic encounter they each appraise and compliment the other finding their enjoyment enhanced by their doting adulations of each other. This reader was not as enamored of the unrelenting self-adoration and selfish love or of the appalling attire depicted in this fantasy.
I found both stories unique in that they both portrayed the trysts from a very narcissistic first person point of view. I found it interesting to compare and contrast these tales with my own secret thoughts and longings. Therefore, while the author’s musings did not align with nor cater to my own imaginings, I applaud his effort to convey his in a distinctly readable form. The review can be found here: http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/BookReviews/aduetnovelbydavidrussell.html
***Find David here***
http://russellpoetryandfiction.blogspot.com/
www.britishromancefiction.blogspot.com
David's story at xoxopublishing
David's story at Devine Destinies
Thank you for joining us here today, David! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your work.
* Are you a cat, dog or both kind of person?
Cat, definitely
* Would you/have you own(ed) a snake or some other exotic pet?
Not a snake; perhaps a lemur
* Which do you prefer: rain or sun & warm weather or cold weather?
Sun and warm weather
* Are you a morning person or night owl?
A morning person, though I occasionally make use of my insomnia
* What’s your favorite day of the week?
Saturday
* What’s your favorite number?
13
* If you could live anywhere in the universe, where would it be and why?
Saturn: I am so turned on by those rings
* If you were stranded on a desert island and were only allowed to have five modern conveniences with you, what would they be?
Laptop, mobile phone, solar energy powered electric razor, searchlight and cutlery set
*** About David’s duet novel… ***
My Dream of Madonna/An Ecstatic Rendezvous, XoXo Publishing: $1.95. www.xoxopublishing.com/shop. These two stories are a synthesis of fantasy, media absorption and experience.
From Laurie, a reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More, on the duet novel…
My Dream of Madonna
A shy but very eager young man has a dream that he has been summoned to a personal audience with Madonna. He is given full-star treatment and finally finds himself the sole object of her undivided attention for a very special short interlude.
This is a short story written in first person that details a young man’s fantasy. It is a dream sequence told with an almost child-like innocence and sense of wonder. As with most dreams, there is a very strong narcissistic element that I thought the author conveyed very well though personally, I found it rather off-putting.
An Ecstatic Rendezvous
A shy but exceptionally sculptured young man finds a beautiful, uninhibited young woman through the personal ads. He and Sandra share erotic foreplay via the phone and decide they simply must meet to enjoy each other in person.
Written via the young man’s perspective, this short story is about an inexperienced but very willing young man’s brief fling with a gorgeous, experienced woman who finds his physique and retro clothing utterly charming and unabashedly appealing. During their erotic encounter they each appraise and compliment the other finding their enjoyment enhanced by their doting adulations of each other. This reader was not as enamored of the unrelenting self-adoration and selfish love or of the appalling attire depicted in this fantasy.
I found both stories unique in that they both portrayed the trysts from a very narcissistic first person point of view. I found it interesting to compare and contrast these tales with my own secret thoughts and longings. Therefore, while the author’s musings did not align with nor cater to my own imaginings, I applaud his effort to convey his in a distinctly readable form. The review can be found here: http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/BookReviews/aduetnovelbydavidrussell.html
***Find David here***
www.britishromancefiction.blogspot.com
David's story at xoxopublishing
David's story at Devine Destinies
Thank you for joining us here today, David! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your work.
22 June 2011
Watch out Wednesday ~ A chance to win a Kindle! & more!
On July 15, Minnette Meador will be visiting the blog on her book tour. Minnette will be giving away a Kindle at the end of her promotions campaign and anyone who comments on her tour, or on her blog, will be entered into that drawing! One randomly drawn commenter from the tour itself, as well as the tour host with the most comments, will–in addition–win a $100 Amazon gift certificate! So follow the tour and comment; the more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here: http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2011/05/virtual-book-tour-ghost-of-chance-by.html
Also be on the lookout for other wonderful authors and their giveaways here on the blog! For a listing of special guests, refer to the 'Special Appearances Coming Up' column on the right.
Readers Wanted at Friday Foreplay ~ Baaack by popular demand!
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Happy Reading!
C.R. Moss
19 June 2011
16 June 2011
The next book in the Look What the Cat Dragged In series is here!
A woman once shunned. A man now changed. There’s a thin line between love and hate. When Cassandra encounters a man from her past who’d broken her heart, she casts some spells to help karma deal out some payback. The spells turn against her and before she knows it she finds herself falling for him again. Will she close off her heart or will she cross that thin line between hate and love and allow herself to feel again?
PG Excerpt ~
They ambled along in silence. The sky faded from its fiery colors into a deep indigo. Pinpricks of starlight dotted the darkening blanket of space. As the minutes passed, Orion’s belt brightened. A flash of silver streaked across the heavens.
“Did you see that?” he asked, his voice vibrated with excitement. Maybe now she’d lighten up.
“Yeah.”
He wanted to sigh in frustration but held the breath back. Her tone had held a hint of curiosity in it. Perhaps the ice encasing her was melting. Holding the bit of hope close to his heart, he took advantage of the opportunity the shooting star represented. “We need to make wishes.”
She tilted her head back, her face pointing to the night sky. A brief, startled expression crossed her features. It occurred so fast he wasn’t sure he’d actually seen it. A tiny smile played at the corners of her lips.
A strange, disjointed sensation swept through him. Memories tapped at the edges of his mind. Everything seemed so familiar to him, he wondered if what he was experiencing was what people meant by déjà vu.
Children’s laughter in the distance carried to them on the breeze, carried him into a long forgotten recollection.
The girl with the braces and the light brown hair…
What was her name? No matter how hard he tried, the name wouldn’t come.
She was with me after a football game. The spectators and the two of us were all having such great time, laughing, joking, singing. After all, the home team had won. I was walking her home when we’d seen a shooting star. She squealed in glee and said we needed to make wishes. The girl mentioned that they both had to think about the wishes, but couldn’t speak them because if they did, the wishes wouldn’t come true. I didn’t really believe in all that, but her happiness was important. I went along with her. She’d gazed into my eyes, and I couldn’t help myself. I kissed her. A brief brush of our lips, but the light contact had made my heart soar.
He wondered what happened to her and wished he could remember her name.
“Philip?”
Blinking, he turned his head toward the voice. “Hmm?”
“You zoned there for a second. Or were you just making your wish?” She snickered. “Wishing on a star. It seems kind of silly to do such a thing.”
“Why is it silly? Don’t you believe in making wishes on falling stars?”
She shrugged a shoulder, gazed at him with her big, stormy eyes, licked her full rosy lips. The small actions lit a desirous fire within him. He struggled with what to do next. In previous similar circumstances, he had no qualms about making a move, advancing a relationship, but with Cassandra his instincts cried caution, said to exercise resistance. Then again, nothing was ever gained by not taking chances. To hell with playing it safe.
Book 1 ~ Look What the Cat Dragged In for Evelyn
Caught between loving a ghost and putting up with a man who can't make up his mind, Evelyn is at a loss of what to do and feels as if she's losing her mind. Can Myrddin get the right people together without causing too much heartache in the process?
Available at Devine Destinies ~ http://tinyurl.com/lwtcdi4evelyn
Book 2 ~ Look What the Cat Dragged In for Julie
Available at Devine Destinies ~ http://tinyurl.com/LWTCDI4JuliebyMoss
12 June 2011
10 June 2011
Competitions are open! Welcome Debi Sullivan, Competitions Chair for EPIC
Debi Sullivan, Competitions Chair for EPIC and EPIC (the Electronic Publishing Industry Coalition™) are proud to announce the opening of EPIC's yearly contests for electronically published authors and young writers.
*** EPIC’s eBook Competition™ is the oldest competition honoring eBooks and the ePublishing industry and is a premier event for authors and publishing houses. This competition opens for entries June 1 and closes July 15.
*** “Literacy is close to the hearts of EPIC members and we are very proud of our New Voices Young Writers Competition™. It is the perfect forum for young people to learn the versatility of eBooks and to experience a taste of the ePublishing world,” states Ms. Sullivan. The competition encourages young people, whether in public, private or home-based schools, to read and write, to interact with their surroundings and explore their imagination. To enter, young writers need to be eleven (11) to eighteen (18) years of age. The New Voices Young Writers Competition™ opens for entries August 1 and closes October 20. Continuing to inspire young people to be involved in all aspects of electronic publishing, EPIC also invites young artists (ages 11 to 18) to enter the New Voices Cover Art Competition™. Artwork must be produced by any electronic method of pen, pencil, and ink, and entered in a JPG format. This competition opens for entries August 1 and closes October 20.
*** EPIC's ARIANA Art Competition™ celebrates art from imaginative and eye-catching eBook covers with this prestigious award for superlative ePublishing artwork, applauding the finest artwork of eBook publishing. This competition opens for entries June 1 and closes July 15.
*** EPIC’s annual conference, EPICon™, invites industry professionals to share the latest eIndustry information, hone writing and editing skills, and explore new markets and promotional ideas. Keynote luncheon speakers range from world-renowned authors to established publishing houses to eBook and print agents.
EPIC, the Electronic Publishing Industry Coalition™ was established in 1997 and is a global organization of published authors and industry-related professionals who actively advocate continuing education and further enlightenment of electronic publications. For more information about the competitions and annual conference, please visit http://www.epicorg.com.
Contacts:
*** Debi Sullivan, Competitions Chair, EPIC - competitions@epicorg.com
*** Celia Kyle, Public Relations, EPIC - celia.kyle@gmail.com
*** EPIC’s eBook Competition™ is the oldest competition honoring eBooks and the ePublishing industry and is a premier event for authors and publishing houses. This competition opens for entries June 1 and closes July 15.
*** “Literacy is close to the hearts of EPIC members and we are very proud of our New Voices Young Writers Competition™. It is the perfect forum for young people to learn the versatility of eBooks and to experience a taste of the ePublishing world,” states Ms. Sullivan. The competition encourages young people, whether in public, private or home-based schools, to read and write, to interact with their surroundings and explore their imagination. To enter, young writers need to be eleven (11) to eighteen (18) years of age. The New Voices Young Writers Competition™ opens for entries August 1 and closes October 20. Continuing to inspire young people to be involved in all aspects of electronic publishing, EPIC also invites young artists (ages 11 to 18) to enter the New Voices Cover Art Competition™. Artwork must be produced by any electronic method of pen, pencil, and ink, and entered in a JPG format. This competition opens for entries August 1 and closes October 20.
*** EPIC's ARIANA Art Competition™ celebrates art from imaginative and eye-catching eBook covers with this prestigious award for superlative ePublishing artwork, applauding the finest artwork of eBook publishing. This competition opens for entries June 1 and closes July 15.
*** EPIC’s annual conference, EPICon™, invites industry professionals to share the latest eIndustry information, hone writing and editing skills, and explore new markets and promotional ideas. Keynote luncheon speakers range from world-renowned authors to established publishing houses to eBook and print agents.
EPIC, the Electronic Publishing Industry Coalition™ was established in 1997 and is a global organization of published authors and industry-related professionals who actively advocate continuing education and further enlightenment of electronic publications. For more information about the competitions and annual conference, please visit http://www.epicorg.com.
Contacts:
*** Debi Sullivan, Competitions Chair, EPIC - competitions@epicorg.com
*** Celia Kyle, Public Relations, EPIC - celia.kyle@gmail.com
05 June 2011
Sunday Snapshots - Lake Havasu - part 2
Snapshots of Las Vegas through a resident's perspective.
Here are this week's pics…
Well this isn’t exactly Las Vegas. The pics this week are from a day trip we did down into Arizona to see the London Bridge.
As always, I appreciate your comments and if there's something you'd like to see, let me know!
Happy reading,
C.
Here are this week's pics…
Well this isn’t exactly Las Vegas. The pics this week are from a day trip we did down into Arizona to see the London Bridge.
As always, I appreciate your comments and if there's something you'd like to see, let me know!
Happy reading,
C.
03 June 2011
Welcome special guest: author Blak Rayne
Today we have erotic m/m author author, Blak Rayne, visiting. Her bio: I reside North of Sixty, and yes, I am a woman, wife and mother. I’ve been writing and drawing since elementary school, and I love anything that involves the arts. As for family, my daughter is my toughest critic and one of my greatest supports, aside from my husband.
* So, Blak, what inspired you to become a writer?
My greatest inspiration has and always will be, my own imagination.
* When did you attempt your first story? What length was it? What's become of it?
It may sound cliché but my writing career began at a very young age, actually in elementary school. I wrote a twenty-seven-chapter novel about an all female rock band–their quick rise to stardom then rapid decent due to drug and alcohol abuse. I received acclaim from my grade seven teacher. Then that same teacher took the story and I never saw it again. After that I was reluctant to share anything with anyone (I was right turned-off). But eventually I did return to creative writing in high school. I wrote several short stories, poetry and so on.
* How many stories did you complete before you sold your first?
It depends how you perceive complete. At the time I had close to thirty stories on file–as in, they were written, but nothing was in order, and they needed to be sorted and finalized. I had one story that was finalized, which was the one sold for publication. I know, not very exciting.
* What genre(s) do you write in? What drew you to write in it/them? What’s your favorite genre of all to write in?
Currently I’m an erotic m/m author, and this encompasses futuristic/mystery and action. But I’ve also written hetro romance, YA and fantasy. I enjoy each genre for different reasons. Fantasy will probably remain a personal favourite, but I also love the m/m genre. Oh I don’t know! LOL It’s a tie! I write fantasy because I think it’s the greatest form of escapism. And as for the m/m…there’s something about the man on man theme that just grabs me. It’s hard to explain really. All right, that was a lie! I love the homoerotic romance! There. I said it. **grins** I’ve collected Japanese yaoi since Jesus was a baby and this is probably where the fascination stems from.
* What are the best and worst pieces of writing advice you ever received?
The best piece of advice was from a fellow author (now dear friend), who shall remain nameless. LOL Anyway, she told me– ‘You aren’t obligated to answer to anyone, Blak. Do what you feel is right.’ I took what she said to heart and it’s worked–appreciate her wisdom!
The worst piece of advice was from another author, who shall also remain nameless. He said– ‘If you can’t keep it mainstream, don’t bother.’ It’s variety and something out-of-the-ordinary that has proven to have the greatest success. If every single story in the world was exactly the same or written with the same voice wouldn’t it be boring? I think spice sells and you have to be different, stand out–separate yourself from the crowd!
* How do you celebrate/deal with acceptance/rejection letters?
Acceptance is wonderful–of course, but it’s forced me to rethink and strive for greater improvement. I want each future submission to be better than the last. And as for the ‘rejection letter’, I honestly can’t comment because so far I’ve never received one (though I’m sure my day will come).
* In regard to the book you’re promoting, which actor and actress do you envision playing the roles of your hero and heroine? If there’s a villain or other characters who are pertinent to the story, who would play those parts?
When it comes to my m/m novels in particular, I hate to admit, but I don’t envision any specific actor or actress. My brain doesn’t compute that way. Most of my characters are loosely based either on real people I’ve met and/or known on a personal level throughout my life, the rest are completely fictitious. The characters in my current novel ‘Master of Illusion’ are generally fictitious. Sloan Whelan is a man I’ve dreamt would seduce me all my life! LOL And Vale is the type of man who sparks the jealousy in my heart, because he’s the tart that won over Sloan. Amanda is me to a degree–the woman who is envious of Vale. Anyway, I think you get the picture. Yes, I need to get out of the house more. LOL
* Is it a stand-alone story or part of a series? If it’s part of a series, please list the order the books need to be read in for maximum reading enjoyment.
I always wanted to pen a story with a bounty hunter as the central character and the idea came from personal experience. Years ago, as a teenager, I became unwittingly involved in a love triangle. My boyfriend at that time, who was living with me, was in love with another woman. After the initial discovery of his infidelity I somehow became stupid, and figured if I begged and hung on he eventually ditch her for me. Well I can say, that was a colossal fail! Believe me, I never begged another man ever again. It’s either me or the highway. So, I became Amanda, Sloan became my boyfriend and Vale was the other woman. LOL Well kind of…
Master of Illusion is the first volume in my Benevolence series. At this point there are three novels in the series which will be released this coming summer. Sadly, my brain won’t stop, and there could end up being a number of subsequent volumes. This series will be published through eXtasy Books. http://www.extasybooks.comMaster of Illusion is due for release on June 15th.
Master of Destruction is due for release on July 15th.
Master of Salvation is due for release on August 15th.
*** Now for some fun info… ***
* What’s your favorite color?
Actually I have three, sapphire blue (my birthstone), black (long time fav) and deep purple (best sexually stimulating colour in the world). Guess what colour is in my bedroom? LOL
* Are you a cat, dog or both kind of person?
Cats, and the fluffier the better! Love longhaired cats.
* If you could live anywhere in the universe, where would it be and why?
A fantasy world, I created within a new series, I aim to have published by next year. And you ask why… Who wouldn’t want to live in a place where they make all the rules! ^_^!!
*** About her book and series… ***
MOI was a bit of difficult ride. As I mentioned, I took the general idea for the book from my own life–that was the easy part. But to build an interesting story with an in-depth plot and make it believable, took some effort. I did a fair amount of research. I also asked those who were knowledgeable on certain subjects to assist with information. For instance, I used Japanese roomaji in the story. Well, I have to thank my daughter for the spelling lessons. She took three years of Japanese in high school and can speak it, as well as read it. Her help was invaluable. Anyway, I hope that my diligence will provide the reader with a book they can’t put down!
‘Master of Illusion’ ~ Book One in the Benevolence Series ~ ‘Caught between innocence and evil, some souls are destined to be entwined.’
Blurb:
Something evil lurks in the streets of Avalon. From the spread of an illicit drug called Ice to the black market slave trade. The year is twenty-three thirty, nearly two decades after WWIV and the world, as we know it, is a very different place. Under rule of one government and a questionable military, no one is safe. Laws are convenient for those who legally prey on the weak.
Forced into slavery, one man seeks freedom. Obligated to his profession, the other seeks justice. Exploitation, human trafficking and drugs–brought together by corruption and fate, a bounty hunter meets a slave and their lives are forever changed.
Excerpt (unedited):
The hunter rippled his hot shaft with gel as Hadrian settled on the floor with his legs spread, eagerly waiting. Then with a palm pressed into the carpet, Sloan leaned over top the blond and positioned himself. He rubbed the head of his cock against Hadrian’s anus. Hadrian blushed with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. The hunter teased him with a gentle probe, just the head entered, pushing past the rim, and to Hadrian’s delight his anus sucked in every inch. Hadrian grabbed his own legs like he was about to give birth and the hunter’s massive cock slid in deeper, he gasped with his head tilted back. He gawked at the ceiling as the hunter pushed even deeper still, and his mouth quivered. He’d never felt such pleasure and he’d never been with a man so well endowed. Now he knew what Vale felt. Hadrian’s member was erect and seeping, the bell coated with pre-cum. His ass was jolted and he started to pant in time with each thrust. In minutes, he was near to ejaculation. A sweet, in yet fragile smile of lust extenuated his rosy cheeks, and he loudly grunted again and again as his buttocks was pounded with one powerful thrust after another. His balls tightened and he gripped both knees. Then hunter's body came to rest on top of him. Excited, the blond wrapped all four limbs around the big man, their lips met and it was fervent, he moaned using his tongue.
Hadrian needed to familiarize himself with every inch of his new lover and it was his hands that groped in the dark. The hair was all wrong, definitely thick, but too short. Then there was the body size–muscular, but again definitely smaller than the bounty hunter. The discrepancies were blatant. Hadrian had dreamt of what the sex would be like with Sloan and when he opened his eyes to find Michael humping him, his dreams were completely shattered, he nearly cried. He’d fantasized for weeks, certain that the Irishman was a kitten in private, nothing short of a fantastic lover.
The rush went off like a volcanic eruption from Michael’s dick. His face went red and his pelvis slammed Hadrian, allowing the cum to find a way out. Satisfied, he laughed into the darkness and rolled off the slave in a blinding sweat. A minute or two later he was considerably calmer, the lamp was on and he was seated on the edge of the bed lighting a cigarette.
With a pillow bunched under an armpit, Hadrian stared his lover. The sex had been unfulfilling and hardly sufficient. He was thoroughly disgusted and there were a number of things he wanted to say. But if the older man was pushed too far, the situation could go from nice to ugly in an instant. Sadly, that was the direction their relationship had been heading lately. In the early days, Hadrian had experienced some mild abuse. Michael slapped him around once in a while and yelled a lot, but in the last five years, the abuse had escalated to almost a daily occurrence. In fact, things had gotten so far out-of-hand, Hadrian was forced to lie about everything and even fake arousal when they had sex with the aid of some very expensive pills.
Michael didn’t need to look at Hadrian. He could sense the animosity because the room hung heavy with it. “How was the sex?”
“Good.” Hadrian made sure to lie.
“Just good…” Michael turned to him. “That’s not a respectable answer, even from you. I would’ve thought it was pretty damned great, considering the noises of praise you made.”
“It’s nothing Michael.” Hadrian rose from the burgundy sheets, exposing his inflamed thighs and an ass streaked with the gloss of seminal fluid. “It’s nothing I wish to discuss, anyway.” Shaking a little, he went to light a cigarette and find a towel. “You’re right, the sex was great.”
“Do I detect a lack of enthusiasm in your voice?”
Hadrian stared at the lighter, debating whether to be honest or not. “No, it was sarcasm.”
The blond bounced off the wall then hit the floor and Michael stood there breathing hard. “Don’t you ever fucking mock me again–ever!”
Hadrian was slow to crawl into a corner. He put a tremulous hand to his aching face and couldn’t seem to help but get a little weepy. His attention was directed towards the closet, he listened to how Michael professed to love him and how he’d provided him with an excellent home all these years and how ungrateful he was. It was an awfully high price to pay, living as the man’s whore and unable to leave, think or breathe on his own. Hadrian sniffed, wiped his upper lip, the blood was dripping from his left nostril like water from a tap and it coated the back of his hand. He looked at it, wondering if the hunter ever hit Vale. It was times like these when he wanted the big man even more.
* * * *
A trail of clothes were left from the apartment door to the master bedroom. Vale and Sloan knelt in front of one another on the bed. Sloan’s thick cock was strained to pink and replete with heat, and he played with it while necking with Vale. Vale blushed closing his eyes as the hunter’s stiff cock rubbed between his thighs and he was caressed everywhere. He took immense pleasure in the osculation. It was the best part of the foreplay and always caused his heart to skip a beat. If he had to compliment the hunter on anything, the man had an unbelievable set of lips.
Sloan embraced Vale, and they toppled into the blankets. The entire bed shifted with a creak and he was lying half on top. “Did you miss me?”
“I always miss you.”
The big man took his time, his thumb felt the length of Vale’s jaw and he passed the slave a thoughtful stare. “I always miss you too.” Their mouths met, each kiss was slow and tainted with the perfect amount of affection but lingered with carnal desire. Then Sloan ran the tip of his tongue down Vale’s Adams apple to the divot between his collarbones.
* * * *
“So why all the noise? Huh?” Michael crouched in front of him and searched his watery gaze. “Who is he?”
“I don’t know what you mean.” Hadrian put up both arms as a shield then he was backhanded into the wall. The cigarette snapped in half and the pieces landed in the dense carpet fibres at his bare feet.
“Who were you thinking about!” The anger was prevalent in Michael’s voice then he paused. “No wait…I know who was screwing you.” He got real close, close enough that Hadrian couldn’t wipe his bloody face. “It was that bastard hunter…wasn’t it?” Michael yanked the blonde’s hair. “Answer me!”
Hadrian’s face creased in agony. “Yes!” he spat. “Yes it was him! Sloan the badass bounty hunter! And he didn’t fuck me Michael, he made love to me–which is something you’ve never done!”
Michael lifted a fist and held it there, a fraction of an inch away, the temptation was great, but when the repercussions came to mind, he was fast to leave.
Hadrian gradually got up as he got dressed. “Where are you going?”
“Don’t push your luck.”
“But I want to go out today!” Hadrian implored, wiping his damp cheeks.
“After what you just told me, you can stay in the apartment for another month!” Michael grabbed his coat then leaned towards his swollen face. “And don’t bother calling that bastard, because if you do, I’ll know!”
“You can’t do this to me!” Hadrian ran after him. “Michael no! Please Michael. I’ll do whatever you want, but I have to get out of here today!”
Michael tied up his shoelaces. “Well you should’ve thought about that sooner before pretending I was the hunter! I said no!” He stopped by the door and pried Hadrian’s hands loose. “You’re lucky I don’t kill you. Let go.”
The man was as heartless as any human could be. Hadrian backed off and when the door closed, he collapsed to his knees weeping.
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* So, Blak, what inspired you to become a writer?
My greatest inspiration has and always will be, my own imagination.
* When did you attempt your first story? What length was it? What's become of it?
It may sound cliché but my writing career began at a very young age, actually in elementary school. I wrote a twenty-seven-chapter novel about an all female rock band–their quick rise to stardom then rapid decent due to drug and alcohol abuse. I received acclaim from my grade seven teacher. Then that same teacher took the story and I never saw it again. After that I was reluctant to share anything with anyone (I was right turned-off). But eventually I did return to creative writing in high school. I wrote several short stories, poetry and so on.
* How many stories did you complete before you sold your first?
It depends how you perceive complete. At the time I had close to thirty stories on file–as in, they were written, but nothing was in order, and they needed to be sorted and finalized. I had one story that was finalized, which was the one sold for publication. I know, not very exciting.
* What genre(s) do you write in? What drew you to write in it/them? What’s your favorite genre of all to write in?
Currently I’m an erotic m/m author, and this encompasses futuristic/mystery and action. But I’ve also written hetro romance, YA and fantasy. I enjoy each genre for different reasons. Fantasy will probably remain a personal favourite, but I also love the m/m genre. Oh I don’t know! LOL It’s a tie! I write fantasy because I think it’s the greatest form of escapism. And as for the m/m…there’s something about the man on man theme that just grabs me. It’s hard to explain really. All right, that was a lie! I love the homoerotic romance! There. I said it. **grins** I’ve collected Japanese yaoi since Jesus was a baby and this is probably where the fascination stems from.
* What are the best and worst pieces of writing advice you ever received?
The best piece of advice was from a fellow author (now dear friend), who shall remain nameless. LOL Anyway, she told me– ‘You aren’t obligated to answer to anyone, Blak. Do what you feel is right.’ I took what she said to heart and it’s worked–appreciate her wisdom!
The worst piece of advice was from another author, who shall also remain nameless. He said– ‘If you can’t keep it mainstream, don’t bother.’ It’s variety and something out-of-the-ordinary that has proven to have the greatest success. If every single story in the world was exactly the same or written with the same voice wouldn’t it be boring? I think spice sells and you have to be different, stand out–separate yourself from the crowd!
* How do you celebrate/deal with acceptance/rejection letters?
Acceptance is wonderful–of course, but it’s forced me to rethink and strive for greater improvement. I want each future submission to be better than the last. And as for the ‘rejection letter’, I honestly can’t comment because so far I’ve never received one (though I’m sure my day will come).
* In regard to the book you’re promoting, which actor and actress do you envision playing the roles of your hero and heroine? If there’s a villain or other characters who are pertinent to the story, who would play those parts?
When it comes to my m/m novels in particular, I hate to admit, but I don’t envision any specific actor or actress. My brain doesn’t compute that way. Most of my characters are loosely based either on real people I’ve met and/or known on a personal level throughout my life, the rest are completely fictitious. The characters in my current novel ‘Master of Illusion’ are generally fictitious. Sloan Whelan is a man I’ve dreamt would seduce me all my life! LOL And Vale is the type of man who sparks the jealousy in my heart, because he’s the tart that won over Sloan. Amanda is me to a degree–the woman who is envious of Vale. Anyway, I think you get the picture. Yes, I need to get out of the house more. LOL
* Is it a stand-alone story or part of a series? If it’s part of a series, please list the order the books need to be read in for maximum reading enjoyment.
I always wanted to pen a story with a bounty hunter as the central character and the idea came from personal experience. Years ago, as a teenager, I became unwittingly involved in a love triangle. My boyfriend at that time, who was living with me, was in love with another woman. After the initial discovery of his infidelity I somehow became stupid, and figured if I begged and hung on he eventually ditch her for me. Well I can say, that was a colossal fail! Believe me, I never begged another man ever again. It’s either me or the highway. So, I became Amanda, Sloan became my boyfriend and Vale was the other woman. LOL Well kind of…
Master of Illusion is the first volume in my Benevolence series. At this point there are three novels in the series which will be released this coming summer. Sadly, my brain won’t stop, and there could end up being a number of subsequent volumes. This series will be published through eXtasy Books. http://www.extasybooks.comMaster of Illusion is due for release on June 15th.
Master of Destruction is due for release on July 15th.
Master of Salvation is due for release on August 15th.
*** Now for some fun info… ***
* What’s your favorite color?
Actually I have three, sapphire blue (my birthstone), black (long time fav) and deep purple (best sexually stimulating colour in the world). Guess what colour is in my bedroom? LOL
* Are you a cat, dog or both kind of person?
Cats, and the fluffier the better! Love longhaired cats.
* If you could live anywhere in the universe, where would it be and why?
A fantasy world, I created within a new series, I aim to have published by next year. And you ask why… Who wouldn’t want to live in a place where they make all the rules! ^_^!!
*** About her book and series… ***
MOI was a bit of difficult ride. As I mentioned, I took the general idea for the book from my own life–that was the easy part. But to build an interesting story with an in-depth plot and make it believable, took some effort. I did a fair amount of research. I also asked those who were knowledgeable on certain subjects to assist with information. For instance, I used Japanese roomaji in the story. Well, I have to thank my daughter for the spelling lessons. She took three years of Japanese in high school and can speak it, as well as read it. Her help was invaluable. Anyway, I hope that my diligence will provide the reader with a book they can’t put down!‘Master of Illusion’ ~ Book One in the Benevolence Series ~ ‘Caught between innocence and evil, some souls are destined to be entwined.’
Blurb:
Something evil lurks in the streets of Avalon. From the spread of an illicit drug called Ice to the black market slave trade. The year is twenty-three thirty, nearly two decades after WWIV and the world, as we know it, is a very different place. Under rule of one government and a questionable military, no one is safe. Laws are convenient for those who legally prey on the weak.
Forced into slavery, one man seeks freedom. Obligated to his profession, the other seeks justice. Exploitation, human trafficking and drugs–brought together by corruption and fate, a bounty hunter meets a slave and their lives are forever changed.
Excerpt (unedited):
The hunter rippled his hot shaft with gel as Hadrian settled on the floor with his legs spread, eagerly waiting. Then with a palm pressed into the carpet, Sloan leaned over top the blond and positioned himself. He rubbed the head of his cock against Hadrian’s anus. Hadrian blushed with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. The hunter teased him with a gentle probe, just the head entered, pushing past the rim, and to Hadrian’s delight his anus sucked in every inch. Hadrian grabbed his own legs like he was about to give birth and the hunter’s massive cock slid in deeper, he gasped with his head tilted back. He gawked at the ceiling as the hunter pushed even deeper still, and his mouth quivered. He’d never felt such pleasure and he’d never been with a man so well endowed. Now he knew what Vale felt. Hadrian’s member was erect and seeping, the bell coated with pre-cum. His ass was jolted and he started to pant in time with each thrust. In minutes, he was near to ejaculation. A sweet, in yet fragile smile of lust extenuated his rosy cheeks, and he loudly grunted again and again as his buttocks was pounded with one powerful thrust after another. His balls tightened and he gripped both knees. Then hunter's body came to rest on top of him. Excited, the blond wrapped all four limbs around the big man, their lips met and it was fervent, he moaned using his tongue.
Hadrian needed to familiarize himself with every inch of his new lover and it was his hands that groped in the dark. The hair was all wrong, definitely thick, but too short. Then there was the body size–muscular, but again definitely smaller than the bounty hunter. The discrepancies were blatant. Hadrian had dreamt of what the sex would be like with Sloan and when he opened his eyes to find Michael humping him, his dreams were completely shattered, he nearly cried. He’d fantasized for weeks, certain that the Irishman was a kitten in private, nothing short of a fantastic lover.
The rush went off like a volcanic eruption from Michael’s dick. His face went red and his pelvis slammed Hadrian, allowing the cum to find a way out. Satisfied, he laughed into the darkness and rolled off the slave in a blinding sweat. A minute or two later he was considerably calmer, the lamp was on and he was seated on the edge of the bed lighting a cigarette.
With a pillow bunched under an armpit, Hadrian stared his lover. The sex had been unfulfilling and hardly sufficient. He was thoroughly disgusted and there were a number of things he wanted to say. But if the older man was pushed too far, the situation could go from nice to ugly in an instant. Sadly, that was the direction their relationship had been heading lately. In the early days, Hadrian had experienced some mild abuse. Michael slapped him around once in a while and yelled a lot, but in the last five years, the abuse had escalated to almost a daily occurrence. In fact, things had gotten so far out-of-hand, Hadrian was forced to lie about everything and even fake arousal when they had sex with the aid of some very expensive pills.
Michael didn’t need to look at Hadrian. He could sense the animosity because the room hung heavy with it. “How was the sex?”
“Good.” Hadrian made sure to lie.
“Just good…” Michael turned to him. “That’s not a respectable answer, even from you. I would’ve thought it was pretty damned great, considering the noises of praise you made.”
“It’s nothing Michael.” Hadrian rose from the burgundy sheets, exposing his inflamed thighs and an ass streaked with the gloss of seminal fluid. “It’s nothing I wish to discuss, anyway.” Shaking a little, he went to light a cigarette and find a towel. “You’re right, the sex was great.”
“Do I detect a lack of enthusiasm in your voice?”
Hadrian stared at the lighter, debating whether to be honest or not. “No, it was sarcasm.”
The blond bounced off the wall then hit the floor and Michael stood there breathing hard. “Don’t you ever fucking mock me again–ever!”
Hadrian was slow to crawl into a corner. He put a tremulous hand to his aching face and couldn’t seem to help but get a little weepy. His attention was directed towards the closet, he listened to how Michael professed to love him and how he’d provided him with an excellent home all these years and how ungrateful he was. It was an awfully high price to pay, living as the man’s whore and unable to leave, think or breathe on his own. Hadrian sniffed, wiped his upper lip, the blood was dripping from his left nostril like water from a tap and it coated the back of his hand. He looked at it, wondering if the hunter ever hit Vale. It was times like these when he wanted the big man even more.
* * * *
A trail of clothes were left from the apartment door to the master bedroom. Vale and Sloan knelt in front of one another on the bed. Sloan’s thick cock was strained to pink and replete with heat, and he played with it while necking with Vale. Vale blushed closing his eyes as the hunter’s stiff cock rubbed between his thighs and he was caressed everywhere. He took immense pleasure in the osculation. It was the best part of the foreplay and always caused his heart to skip a beat. If he had to compliment the hunter on anything, the man had an unbelievable set of lips.
Sloan embraced Vale, and they toppled into the blankets. The entire bed shifted with a creak and he was lying half on top. “Did you miss me?”
“I always miss you.”
The big man took his time, his thumb felt the length of Vale’s jaw and he passed the slave a thoughtful stare. “I always miss you too.” Their mouths met, each kiss was slow and tainted with the perfect amount of affection but lingered with carnal desire. Then Sloan ran the tip of his tongue down Vale’s Adams apple to the divot between his collarbones.
* * * *
“So why all the noise? Huh?” Michael crouched in front of him and searched his watery gaze. “Who is he?”
“I don’t know what you mean.” Hadrian put up both arms as a shield then he was backhanded into the wall. The cigarette snapped in half and the pieces landed in the dense carpet fibres at his bare feet.
“Who were you thinking about!” The anger was prevalent in Michael’s voice then he paused. “No wait…I know who was screwing you.” He got real close, close enough that Hadrian couldn’t wipe his bloody face. “It was that bastard hunter…wasn’t it?” Michael yanked the blonde’s hair. “Answer me!”
Hadrian’s face creased in agony. “Yes!” he spat. “Yes it was him! Sloan the badass bounty hunter! And he didn’t fuck me Michael, he made love to me–which is something you’ve never done!”
Michael lifted a fist and held it there, a fraction of an inch away, the temptation was great, but when the repercussions came to mind, he was fast to leave.
Hadrian gradually got up as he got dressed. “Where are you going?”
“Don’t push your luck.”
“But I want to go out today!” Hadrian implored, wiping his damp cheeks.
“After what you just told me, you can stay in the apartment for another month!” Michael grabbed his coat then leaned towards his swollen face. “And don’t bother calling that bastard, because if you do, I’ll know!”
“You can’t do this to me!” Hadrian ran after him. “Michael no! Please Michael. I’ll do whatever you want, but I have to get out of here today!”
Michael tied up his shoelaces. “Well you should’ve thought about that sooner before pretending I was the hunter! I said no!” He stopped by the door and pried Hadrian’s hands loose. “You’re lucky I don’t kill you. Let go.”
The man was as heartless as any human could be. Hadrian backed off and when the door closed, he collapsed to his knees weeping.
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***Find Blak here***
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I’d love to run a contest! I write articles for three other websites. The first three people to correctly name them in the comments section below this interview will win a copy of Master of Illusion in PDF when it’s released on June 15th! And I’ll need a first name and email address to forward the book to. How does that sound? LOL HYH^_^!!
Thanks so much C.R. for interviewing me – it’s been awesome!
Thank you for joining us here today, Blak! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your work.
http://www.blakraynebooks.com
http://blakraynebooks.blogspot.com/
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4321280.Blak_Rayne
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FACEBOOK FAN PAGE
http://www.facebook.com/people/Blak-Rayne/100000858316415
https://twitter.com/BlakRayne
I’d love to run a contest! I write articles for three other websites. The first three people to correctly name them in the comments section below this interview will win a copy of Master of Illusion in PDF when it’s released on June 15th! And I’ll need a first name and email address to forward the book to. How does that sound? LOL HYH^_^!!
Thanks so much C.R. for interviewing me – it’s been awesome!
Thank you for joining us here today, Blak! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your work.
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