Six Sentence Sunday – His Sire’s New Pet (Paranormal BDSM)

This week, for Six Sentence Sunday I’m sharing an itsy bit of my upcoming release, His Sire’s New Pet. If this makes you want more, I’ll post an excerpt this coming week… and the ebook will be released on the 13th! It’s my Valentine’s Day story this year… although I should say my ‘anti-valentine’ because these gentlemen have no use for flowers or romance…

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Jeremy sighed, and brushed a thumb across Tyler’s lips. “All right,” he murmured. “As long as you understand that he won’t make it easy on you because you’re human or new at all this.”

Relief swept over Tyler’s features like a wave. “I do understand,” he said, and if his voice trembled again, it was now from eagerness. “I get it, really; I want this.”



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Of Tastes and Discrimination

A friend of mine who writes M/M romances (Jane Davitt; I highly recommend her novel Room At The Top, which she wrote with Alexa Snow) pointed me to this post by Smart Bitches, Trashy Books about a chapter of RWA banning same-sex romances from their annual contest.

What I find rather baffling is that this ban takes place because some members of the chapter are ‘uncomfortable’ with such material, even in sweet, sex-less romances, while at the same time the rules state that “We recruit judges nationwide and even worldwide”.

So… the members who don’t care for this genre wouldn’t have been asked to read or judge it… but the fact that they personally don’t like it means that the genre is banned?

It’s one thing for a reader not to enjoy a particular genre, whether because of the setting or gender of the characters. Everyone is entitled to their reading tastes, and whether they mirror their attitude in ‘real life’ or not is not for me to judge.

It’s a different thing altogether for an organization to discriminate against said genre. I’m not a member of RWA. If this behavior is accepted in this organization, I don’t think I’ll ever care to join. What I did instead was sign this petition.

A week or so ago, Megan at Riverina Romantics posted about M/M romances and asked her readers to share their opinions. Here’s the answer I posted about why I write M/M… and why I’ll keep writing it.

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When I first started writing, way back then in my fanfiction days, I was strictly a het writer… but I would sneak to the ‘other side’ and read M/M stories, too worried about what anyone would think of me reading them to dare leave feedback for the authors. And then one day it hit me. What was I worried about? I was reading stories that told about love, and relationships, and heartbreak, and okay, *sex*, but all these were the same things I wrote about in my stories. The gender of the characters didn’t change anything.

With much trepidation – and it turned out, to the happiness of my readers – I popped my M/M cherry and started writing both M/M and M/F to the point that, today, I write both without ever thinking twice about it. I think most writers focus on one or the other, but for me it’s never been an option. I enjoy both too much.

I know some of my readers might not appreciate my M/M – I know it because I’ve heard from some of them, especially when I write a threesome and my heroes ‘play’ with each other as well as with the heroine. In Living Out of the Box, in particular, one reader was really upset that the hero, Anando, seemed to enjoy bottoming for another man under the heroine’s directions. I am sorry when that happens, but I’d never NOT write a scene or a book because of fears I might turn off readers.

The one limit I have is that I don’t write full F/F stories. (I’ve had very minor glimpses of it when the story called for it, but nothing major.) It’s not because I have an issue with two women together, but rather because of the way I write. I’m a very visual person, and when I write I ‘see’ the scene in my mind. It’s just a lot more fun for me to mentally ogle characters with dangly bits (or not so dangly if you know what I mean… ) than to imagine characters with boobs. I’ve got some of those and some days they’re more trouble than they’re worth ;)



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Saturday Snippet #2 – Living Out of the Box (Paranormal Erotica)

This week’s theme for the Saturday Snippets is ‘taste‘. The very first thing that jumped to my mind was the first chapter of Living Out of the Box, in which Virginia shares a bottle of wine with her… visitor. If you like this small bit, the entire first chapter is available for download as a sample. And if you’re an author, we’d love to have you join us for next week’s theme.

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He let out a quiet laugh, his entire face lighting up from it. He really was very attractive. “Some guys are lucky.”

I raised the bottle up in a toast.

“Need help with that bottle, too?” he asked, passing his tongue over his lips and grinning.

I chuckled, then took another swig before I answered. I was sloppy, and a drop of wine escaped my lips and ran down my chin.

“I’d offer you a glass, but I already packed those.” Continue reading



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Writing Wednesday 3

Just under the deadline, a few words about my writing week.

I’m still working on Before The Edge. To win the little competition I’m having with my friend, I must finish the first draft by February 15th. I think I’m at 2/3 of the story by now, so that should be no problem. Oftentimes, this is the point where I start doubting myself, my story and my writing, but so far I’m still pretty happy with it all. I guess it helps that I love Brett and Lisa so much.

This week, I also continued working on the first chapter of One Last Lullaby as well as plotting further chapters. I’m going slowly, but on purpose. Jacob is older in this than in Fangs & Lullabies, and I want to get his voice right.

The other thing I wrote this past week was flash fiction: two short pieces that take place during the first part of the new series I’m planning. I’ve figured out the series’ name and the title for the first book… but I’m not ready to share quite yet ;) Stay tuned to know more soon!



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Untitled flash fiction #2

Another bit of writing, with the same characters as my flash fiction piece from a few days ago. I’m not sure yet if these two scenes will find their way in the book(s) I’m planning for Vivien and her men… we’ll see that in a few months!

My prompt this time, given to me by Mel, was ‘laugh, wet, dance’. I hope you’ll like this glimpse into what’s to come…

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Bradan leaned against the stone mantel, his arms closed over his chest and his fists tighter still, and stared at the fire. Every time Vivien laughed, the flames leaped higher, burned brighter, as though fueled by her joy. Better to watch the fire than to watch them.

Fire hurt Bradan’s kind, wounded them like the sun did. Fire and sunlight were his only weaknesses, the only two things that would ever prevent him from accomplishing his duty and keeping his Dame safe, and even then he would die trying. Or rather, they were supposed to be his only two weaknesses. Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday – Losing His Wings (Fantasy Romance)

Another participation to Six Sentence Sunday, a weekly blog event during which authors share six sentences from one of their works.

This week, I’m sharing a bit from Losing his Wings, my latest 99 cents release.

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It wasn’t long before she found what she was looking for, hidden behind a succession of heavy, velvet-like curtains that she parted with just a thought. Hidden like precious and unattainable treasures, like moments that ought not to be desired at all, were images of gentle touching and loving caresses, tender kisses, lovemaking that was about two souls connecting more than it was about bodies reaching eluding pleasure together. A thousand, a million couples, all different, and yet all the same for the love they exuded. One by one, she picked the nicest pairs, not bothering to choose couples that resembled the two of them. A man and a woman, two men together, two women, this all was nothing more than flesh and it mattered little to him, she could see that now. What did matter was the yearning that echoed through him as she filled his conscious mind with these images that he had collected himself, the yearning for a connection that, because of what he was, what he did, he was forbidden to forge.



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Saturday Snippet #1 Final Vision of Destiny (Fantasy Romance)

This week, the Alinar ladies, Candy Nicks, Lily Graison and myself, are starting a new weekly event, the Saturday Snippets. Each Saturday, authors will share an excerpt from one of their stories, published or not, according to that week’s theme. We hope that readers enjoy seeing our different takes on a common theme, and that writers join us to add their voices to ours!

This week’s theme was ‘First Kiss‘. I had a hard time choosing which story to feature because all first kisses are by definition very special. I finally went with Final Vision of Destiny. In the entire series, the seer Sam Woods asks Daisy to let him kiss her so he can show her his future and discover if they are right for each other. In the tenth and final installment, he finally gets his wish…

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They didn’t speak as Sam drove Daisy home. Maybe they had talked too much during the evening, babbling and laughing and simply enjoying each other’s presence. Maybe it was time to show silence could be just as comfortable as conversation.

They arrived at her apartment building far too soon. Sam hopped out of the car as soon as he had stopped the engine and hurried to open the door for her. She shook her head as though to say he didn’t have to, but took his hand nonetheless and allowed him to help her out of the car.

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Untitled Flashfiction

It had been a while since I wrote a flashfiction piece and I felt the itch again. I asked for prompts on Facebook, and Misty gave me sunrise, cold and flannel. Here’s what I did with this prompt.

600 words with new characters I’ve recently started playing with… I’d love to hear what you think of them!

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A light knock on her door pulled Vivien from the indistinct dreams she’d always refuse to call nightmares. She sat up at once, her heart suddenly pounding so fast that the beat of her own blood in her ears was all she could hear. She thought of another attack and the further deaths that would ultimately be her responsibility—and then she realized that someone sent to kill her would not have bothered to knock. She called herself a fool, took a deep breath to steady herself, and went to the door. Continue reading

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Writing Wednesday – Brett, Lisa, and a new series

This past week, I’ve set aside everything to focus on one work in progress: Before The Edge. I entered a little friendly contest with a dear friend, and we’ve given each other a month to finish a project. The one I chose is BTE, a prequel to On The Edge that shows how Brett and Lisa first met before Leo came along. It’ll be a short story, somewhere between 15,000 and 20,000 words I think, and I’m about 1/3rd done. Brett is being absolutely adorkable and I just want to pinch his cheeks. Lisa… wants to pinch a very different part of his anatomy ;)

Before the contest started, though, I did work on One Last Lullaby. Let me just say this: the first chapter starts with a sword fight between Andrew and Jacob… and ends with Andrew and Nicholas in bed… Why, yes, I am a tease, didn’t you know?

I have also finished the edits for His Sire’s New Pet – but should I include that in my Writing Wednesday? Since I’m making the rules, I guess I will! There’s always a moment of self doubt after I’ve looked at a story for too long, but that doubt was nudged back when the first reviewer said she enjoyed the story. I can’t wait to see what she thought of it… and what you guys all think!

And alright, if you’re my friend on Facebook you know I lied when I said I set everything aside to work on Before The Edge. I was browsing through old files the other day, just looking at ideas of stories that I never wrote and probably never will write, and one of those ideas shifted into something else – something that I will definitely be writing. I’ve been feverishly jotting down notes about the heroine and the two heroes, about their world, and how its magic works, and how they are going to grow closer, fall apart and find each other again other the course of 8 or 9 novellas… Oh, this is going to be a FUN one to write!

Tomorrow, back to The Edge for Brett and Lisa’s second date :)



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Six Sentence Sunday – On The Edge

I’m (re)starting my participation to Six Sentence Sunday, a weekly blog event during which authors post 6 sentences, no more, no less, from one of their works, either published or yet to be published.

Today, I am sharing a bit from On The Edge. These last couple of days, I’ve been working hard on the prequel, which centers on Brett and Lisa, and I miss writing Leo with them… So here he is…

Slowly enough that he wouldn’t startle Brett, Leo leaned forward toward this lovely mouth and pressed his own hard against it. Brett gasped and Leo took the opportunity to quickly slip his tongue inside and out again. Brett’s tongue followed him back into his mouth, tentatively at first, then with more determination as he stroked where Leo’s fangs hid. Giving him what he appeared to want, Leo allowed his fangs to extend; immediately, a drop of blood flavored with lust hit his tongue. Leo forgot slow and easy, forgot Brett’s earlier reticence, even forgot, although briefly, that Lisa was next to them. His mouth still on Brett’s, he kept pressing forward until Brett had no choice but to recline backwards and lie onto the bed, Leo resting his weight on his forearm as he stretched over him.



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