Monday, April 30, 2012

Book Thoughts & Other Ideas.


 Okay, well what can I say I am still not feeling 100% so I think I will leave writing the blog story for tomorrow.  Though I have done:

1: One more lot of edits on One Last Kiss Goodbye for Silver, I even sent them back. (Go me - I hope they make sense) LOL.
2: I made my pick for the Father'd Day covers for When Souls Collide ( I really picked two because I liked them both and then told them to surprise me.)
3: I have made a start on fixing up The Lines of Marsden: Living in Shadows. I don't have major changes but there are things that I want to add in as well as scenes I want to take out.
4: Talked with Erica Pike about Hop Against Homophobia which is coming up in 17 days.
5: And had a IM conversation with one of my Beta Readers (Yoda) about the changes I plan on Making on TLOM 2.

So all in all I think I have had a very productive day. I am even looking up how to make Cheese, Cauliflower, and Broccoli parcels as that is what Emily wants for dinner tonight.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

My Ad for GRL

The wonderful and very talented Lex Valentine made me this ad for the GRL Magazine ~ I love it.

Made by Winterheart Designs


I know I'm supposed to do Jettermane today but I have been ill (Stupid Flu & Migraines). I will try and get it written for tomorrow. But be forewarned I do have edits as well.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Brain Farts & Promo Items.

It is 7:19 am in the morning and my brain hasn't really kicked in yet. Mainly because the wonderful Dan Skinner sent me some more wonderful character pictures for perusal hence the reason I am having a brain fart.

I have been told that The Lines of Marsden: Rules Are Meant To Be Broken has gone off for Galley Proofing at MLR, and I have until August to tidy up book two: Living in Shadows (three months is doable, right?). I am lucky as the story is basically written I just have to remove a couple of the characters and bring Doyle into it more ~ Have I told you lately how much I love Doyle? Every one will love Christian or Michael but Doyle just has something about him that makes me want to hug him.

LiS follows straight on from RAMTBB, and then book Three will follow straight on from there and it is called: Pools of Amethysts. it will round out the first major hurdle that the Lines of Marsden has to face.

I am happy to announce that Sue Main has kindly agreed to beta for me on this one. I need a little bit of sanity in the rush that is about to come our way. I have Yoda (Jim Adkinson) as my other beta and between the two of them I am sure they will keep me on track. Luckily the Lines of Marsden is a project I hold close to my heart so I will give it my all. One of these years I will have to write a companion for this series so you can see my thought process of how this all came about.


And as for the promo portion of this post ~ I am still trying to work out what to do for GRL, Erica and I did one thing as a duo and now I have to work out what to do as an individual I am thinking Postcards or trading cards with two of my covers on them. What do you think?


Wednesday, April 25, 2012

What's Happening...

I am having one of those days where I just wanna throw my head back and scream long and hard until my throat is so raw that my voice is no longer able to sound. 

Why I hear you ask?

EDITS!

I have to admit they aren't even bad edits really I think I am just crap at explaining things. I am finding it very strange and difficult to jump from one mind frame to the next. I have two editors in two different publishing firms that want two very different things from me. seriously I jumble everything up when I try and squash both methods into the one story. Shouldn't there be like one universal editing system out there? (I can dream can't I?) I know I will get it all eventually but up until I do I am gonna wanna scream (a lot).

I think in the end it will be better for me but I feel like I need to go back to school just to learn English again ~ believe me I sucked at it the first time around. I really don't want to attempt it again. I know the picture I have posted has absolutely no relevance to what I am ranting over - I just thought it was pretty.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Em's Turn



Chris Daughtry - do I need to say more?


These guys a currently on my iPod. 


Let's give it up for Matt Tuck!!! (oh yeah, and the other guys).



Seen these guys in concert back when I was in high school - AWESOME!

Monday, April 23, 2012

Awesome New Shoes


These are one of two pairs of shoes I have bought to take with me to GRL. This pair is called Demon, and I got because of the bats - I love bats. They are so comfortable I bought the from Knockout Heels. They will match all the bats on my tattoo sleeve.


This Pair is the send set and is aptly titled Vampire, and again they are so comfortable to wear. They look so cool on my feet it helps that my wardrobe is mostly made up of black, red, and purple clothes. Both these shoes are from the Demonica brand which I definitely recommend.

You can find a supplier for in and around Brisbane with Kim at Knockout Heels (I found her at the Logan Tattoo convention) They measure your feet so there are no mistakes made in sizing. Or you can find Knockout Heels on Facebook, so check them out for yourself.


Sunday, April 22, 2012

Wind Walkers # 15

Something wasn’t right. Nico woke up alone and he shouldn’t have. Where had Dominic gone to? Slowly easing himself off the edge of the high sleeping pallet he pulled on his clothes, they felt scratchy against his body, uncomfortable, and he wanted to strip them straight back off. His skins seemed so sensitive and he couldn’t work out why. Even skating own his hands down his flesh made his body scream out in… what? Not pain, but what he couldn’t quite put his finger on. The slow rhythmic pulse throbbing through his body had him wincing. He needed something – something to ease his very core.

Ignoring the way he felt Nico mad his way out of the room and went in search of the others. As he walked down the hall he could hear voices – arguing. A frown formed as he stopped just in the threshold and saw Crimson and Dominic toe to toe. Fury emanated from his brother while Dominic stood there in chagrin or was it remorse filling his eyes. He wanted to stop them but Crimson’s next words stopped him cold.

“You should have told him. How do you think he is going to react when he finds out?” his brother’s finger was poking Dominic in the chest with every word.

Dominic’s head dropped as his gaze fell to the floor. “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to claim him fully.”

Pain lance through his chest and wounded him deeply as he listened to Dominic’s words. Dominic was sorry for mating him. Slowly backing out of the room, Nico found some shoes and left Dominic’s home. Why stay in a place when he wasn’t wanted?

Not knowing where to go, or who to talk to Nico wandered aimlessly around the town he had walked through last night. This time he took in all the things that he had missed, yet it couldn’t take away the hurt from what he had overheard. Sitting down on a stone seat which ringed the edge of a beautiful garden he brushed away the tears forming in his eyes.

“Are you okay?”

Nico jerked in surprise when someone spoke. The man before him looked stunning. Half of his long hair was pulled back and tied behind his head and the rest fell free down his back ending just before his waist. His head cocked to the side as he waited for Nico to answer.

Swallowing hard, he found his voice. “I’m fine. I just needed some time to myself; time to think.”

The stranger sat beside him and crossed his legs. “I haven’t seen you around here before, have I?”

Nico shook his head, “No, I came in with friend’s last night.” standing up he held out his hand. “I have to get back to my friend’s house before they miss me. It was nice meeting you.”

“What is your name?” The man asked as he also stood.

“Nico, my name is Nico Redhawk.”

“It was nice meeting you Nico Redhawk.” After the man had walked away rounding a corner out of sight; Nico realised the stranger hadn’t told him his own name in return. How weird was that?

Still with no destination in mind Nico wandered where his feet took him. He needed to decide where he was going to go now he knew Dominic had no interest in him. As he walked his hand pressed over his heart trying to lessen the sadness that filled him and threatened to drown him without mercy. He needed to find a place where he could just sit and think without the other’s finding him.

Maybe the best for everyone would be if he just went back home.

Would his father be disappointed if he returned home alone?

**~*~**

Icy tendrils of fear flowed through Dominic. They had searched the house from top to bottom and then all over again and still they hadn’t found Nico. Who would have come into his home and stolen away his mate? Because Nico wouldn’t have willingly walked away from him; especially not now their true bonding had been activated. If he couldn’t find his mate soon, Nico would be starting to hurt the itch would start deep inside him and continually get worse until Dominic had flooded his channel once more. He was kicking himself after he woke this morning and realised what he had done. His thoughtlessness was going to cause his mate’s body to ache over the next two days as the three day cycle settled.

His kind had strict rules on mating and here he had already broken two of them. One: loving someone of the same sex, and two: mating without telling his partner what was about to happen to them. Dominic just hoped he could convince Nico to forgive him for what he had done.

Crimson thought he deserved what he got, and was well and truly pissed off with him for his deceit. No matter how much he tried to explain he hadn’t even realised he was going to claim Nico before talking to him did nothing to calm the situation down any.  The others had been of no help mainly because they were stunned to find out he wasn’t fully human, or human at all. The only one who didn’t seem surprised was Raevyn and he was keeping quiet; more than likely not willing to go against Crimson and earning his mates wrath.

With a heavy heart he and the others made their way toward the castle. The kings were waiting for them. Dominic wanted to search out Nico, but Raevyn had told him Nico was safe for the moment and needed time. His head told him he was duty bound to present himself in the kings court, but his heart wanted to tell them all to go to hell. His mate was out there somewhere hurting because of him.

Reluctantly he followed Raevyn into the great hall where the two kings and their consorts presided over the gathered throng. Shame filled him as he bowed his head, knowing he had failed in the mission King Quinlan had set upon him.

“Sire,” he knelt before the dais upon which the kings sat. “I regret to inform you that Simian was not located.”

“Get off the floor.” Quinlan growled. “You bow before no one.”

Snapping his head up he stared at his king in astonishment, “Sire?”

What the fuck was going on?

Friday, April 20, 2012

Today In The Life Of...

Today I am not doing edits for once as, the three books are in the respective hands of the editors I work with  - though I will probably be busy as next week.

I have taken this opportunity to do one last read through and fix of Windblown Kisses: My Knight In Tarnished Armour, before I send it out for submission.

I have also received and returned the contract to MLR for When Souls Collide. It is for their Father's Day Anthology I haven't seen the cover yet but I'm sure it will be good. It will be released around the American Father's Day - in June. That's the right month isn't it? I have no clue.

I am also getting ready to convert the second book in The Lines of Marsden which is: Living in Shadows. I have some minor character changes to make. Why? Because I want to LOL. I even bought some wonderful pictures to use as the Cover.(Yes from Dan Skinner) Again why? Because Dan is fricken brilliant!


Thursday, April 19, 2012

NEW COVER!!!


This is the wonderful Cover for my book coming out for Silver Publishing (tentative date June 16) I just wanted you all to see the wonderful job Reese Dante has done.  These guys are my Kayne Henderson  (left) & Jacen Ives (right). Still working on Edits for this one. I am so excited.

ON OTHER NEWS:




The Lines of Marsden: Rules Are Meant To Be Broken has headed off to the proofer I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. Soon you will be able to read all about Michael, Christian and Doyle and fall in love with them all as I have. This book is one of my greatest love's because I wrote most of it sitting in hospital rooms with Emily.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Jettermane # 13

Raineo exhaled as all the tension in his body slowly flowed out of him. His hands tingled as he realised one of his new brethren was inching his way towards him. Perhaps brethren was too broad of a term the fiery warmth in his groin and the horses galloping through his chest told him this man was his Rathe – his destined mate. The look in the man’s eyes was both compelling yet terrifying. How was it possible to want to embrace the man and run from him all at the same time?

The rapid staccato playing in his chest grew louder when the man reached out and ran the back of his fingertips gently down his cheek.

“What is your name?” Laughter bubbled out of Raineo as faint tinges of embarrassment coloured the man’s face “Wait, you already told us that, didn’t you?”

“Yes, but what of your name? I am still yet to learn who you are.” The fear from earlier washed away with the first touch of his Rathe’s hand.

The stranger bowed in his direction. “My name is Geven Briggs. I am in service to the king of our coven and our people.”

“What duties do you perform?”

A twisted smile graced his rugged face. “I am known as the life-taker. I am the hand who enforces our people.”

Raineo’s eyes widened in surprise, “You are the justice keeper?”

“No. I am the last stand between them, and death.” Coldness filled his face for but a moment and Raineo understood that his Rathe did not enjoy his job, yet he performed it to perfection because that was what his king asked of him.

“In my people you would be called the gate keeper, as you are the one who helps them through the gate to the next stage in life. You have one of the hardest jobs to perform of all.”

With a slight nod of his head Geven agreed. “Only the strong can survive in this job…too many succumb to the nightmares of what they have been charged to do.”

Taking a deep breath Raineo stepped closer to Geven and leant in enough to press his lips to the man’s neck, it was the Faeo way of respect for someone you consider your equal. He smiled into Geven’s neck when his people gasped in shock that their prince and heir apparent would consider such a person as his equal. Stepping back away and breaking contact he simple announced. “Geven Briggs is my Rathe,” this resulted in even more gasps of astonishment.

Confusion settled on Geven’s face. “Your what now?”

“My Rathe.”

“And what exactly is a Rathe?”

It was Jettermane who stepped forward and answered as he slapped Geven on the shoulder. “Congratulations, big guy. He just told his people you are his mate… his equal. As in you just got married.” Peals of laughter fell from Jettermane as they both watched Geven’s eyes roll back into his head, his body dropping like a stone in a dead faint.

**~*~**

Blayze was in total shock as everything unfolded around him. So much was happening in a short space of time. He had just accepted these beings into his vampiric sect without really finding out who they were; or even what species they were. He was just so used to Jetter taking control of such things that he automatically agreed with whatever his Xerx wanted.

He got the feeling Jetter had a specific reason as to why he wanted them to take in these beautiful creatures. There was no denying that they were the most exquisite things in any given world; except of course for his beloved Xerx, no one could hold a candle to his beauty.

“I need to know exactly what kind of beings you are. I have welcomed you into our world because my Xerx believes you are needed, but I need to know if you being among my people will cause them harm in any way.” Blayze didn’t exactly demand but there was enough force behind his words everyone knew he would not be denied an answer.

“I and my people wish to cause you no harm. I believe that we may be of great service to you. My people have many abilities which yours do not.” Blayze watched as apprehension or maybe a touch of fear washed over Raineo. “There is one small thing you need to know. Each of my men will need to be mated to two of yours. We are The Faeo and we need the bonding of two people to keep us whole.”

Silence fell around them and it was as if the air itself had stilled. It didn’t last long as laughter once again bubbled out of his Xerx who was pointing in over Blayze’s shoulder. What the hell was so funny? Oh fuck me sideways. Blayze ceased breathing as he turned and his gaze locked onto the man standing there.

The man placed a hand over his heart and bowed.

They had another mate.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Breathe Deep & Suck It Up!!!

I am having a total WTF day. When everything I attempt makes me go - WTF - seriously.


I am trying to catch up on household stuff as I do my edits and things keep going wrong let me give you a taste of my day.


1) Doorways have a habit of moving just as I go to walk through them, ending with me walking into a wall or seven.


2) Every time I get up from the computer the cat (Toby) decides my keyboard is the place to be.


3) I keep adding e's to words that shouldn't have them eg. him(e), hot(e), Michael(e)... you get the drift.


4) Your nephew (who is no longer my favourite - yes you heard me Caleb - I now dub you Dumbarse-Fuckwit-Wanker) sends you weird arse texts pretending he doesn't know who you are. And thinking he is absolutely hilarious - I know this because he text me telling me so.


5) Why is it when the husbands away everything in the house seems to break or go wrong? The locks seem to have all decided to not lock at the same time. The lights are flickering. No one can find the keys to the shed (I would say the hubs has them in China - at least he hasn't lost his wallet this time - or should that be yet?)

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Holy Crap & Then Some...

 I know that today is Blog story day but I am afraid I have to put in on hold for a couple of days. (Hopefully get it posted in two days = my Tuesday) as I have edits for Silver Publishing on my Father's Day story: One Last Kiss Goodbye. 

And when I say edits - I mean there is a shit load of them to do. Honestly it isn't so much as that I have a tone of changes to make but I do have  1244 edits notes to wade through, but in all honesty there are actually only about 198 minor changes to make the story flow. (I.E. I have to replace a semi colon with a period/full stop.) My wonderful editor on this project must have had heart failure when he first clapped eyes on the way I write. Is it bad that I actually apologised to me editor ahead of time? Though I know by the end of it all we will have a better product in our hands.






Toowoomba Boys: Hunting for Clay Review

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Last part of Tattoo sleeve...

 Okay, so for the last part of my Tattoo Halloween sleeve there is going to be a scarecrow Cinderella type girl. Oh, and there will be a shitload of bats added - just cause I love bats.

 I am very ticklish so I couldn't stop laughing when Ted was tattooing u near my armpit. I will have this whole sleeve done by the time I get to GRL in October. Honestly I can't wait for it to be finished.

 The counter guy (Rodney Rocket) picked what we used as inspiration so my arm has been a collaboration of all who work in the shop Sink The Ink. Luckily, I actually like the stuff that is put on my skin.

 I have been asked what am I going to do when I am older and I am covered in tattoos... my reply was, "Have colourful wrinkles." I mean seriously, what else can you say? I think a lot of my generation are going to get old and covered tattoos so I will be in great company. Well that is my ramble for the day - I will make sure I post the actual tattoo when it is done.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

As You Can Tell...

 So I have been a little bit sick over the last week (nothing major - inner ear balance is out of whack.) I got to thinking that I needed to upgrade my blog a little. I know the changes aren't huge and you probably didn't even notice that I had changed anything.

 I decided in my off balance wisdom to make this blog site all about me. I will still occasionally pimp other people and Em and I will still do beautiful people and Em's Turn (music)... actually it will be basically exactly the bloody same - LOL - but I will remember to update the widgets at the end of each week.

 You will be able to see I have added a heap more widget counters so I now have most of my workable WIPs on display. And in my rambles I will tell you more about my works. So if there is any that you think you might like to hear more about feel free to leave me a comment on each days post and I will try and accommodate what you ask.


 Mostly though you are just going to get whatever falls out of my head. I can't promise that it will make sense because seriously half the time I don't even know what is going on... LOL - My Muse has taken a vacation with a couple of my main characters... he left me a message saying he has picked up a few more stragglers to bring home to share with you all. I wonder just who it is - crap lets just hope they're legal - or I could be writing YA a lot sooner than I planned.














A not so good review but hey not everyone likes my style.
Toowoomba Boys: Hunting for Clay

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

CONGRATULATIONS TO!!!

And My Winners Are....


Karen H in NC
KITANA
I have sent you both emails.
Thank you for entering.


Friday, April 6, 2012

Hoppy Easter Blog Hop

It's that time of the year again...

Yes, it is time for the Hoppy Easter Blog Hop If you follow this link to the event page you will find many more awesome people who are participating in this awesome HOP.

Again I will be giving two prizes for $25 Gift Certificates to buy books - I will even get them to a venue of your choice, (if I can work out how to do it- LOL.) So to be eligible to enter either or both comps to win you need to leave a comment with contact information and/or join my list of followers (though you will still need to comment and leave contact information.) I decide on a winner with the age old method of pulling the lucky two peoples names out of a hat, or Tupperware bowl whatever is handiest.


So here is my Easter Ramble - Easter means something different to everyone. For some it is the religious aspects they focus on. For others it is all the sugary and chocolate goodness of the eggs etc. For other's it is an OMG!!! How much is this gonna cost me? Especially if they have more than one person to buy for. For me it is to decide what do I buy my daughter for doesn't eat Easter Eggs? This year she is hinting at new jeans... and I know once we buy said jeans she will need a shirt or something else to go with it... It is a never ending cycle of stuff that is running through my brain during these holidays.

On that note I will away and good luck everyone - PS - Don't forget to check out the other awesome Hoppers... I will post my winners on Tuesday the 10th of April (Australian Time) which will probably be Monday the 9th everywhere else in the world - LOL

Happy Hopping Everyone.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Wind walkers # 14.

Dominic lead his newfound family toward his house, This was going to be the first time in all the months they had been together he had the luxury of walls to give him and Nico the privacy they needed. Even though they had managed to be intimate while on their journey it never quite ended up where he thought it would – considering they weren’t allowed to wander too far from the rest of the group, even doing the normal daily bodily functions had to be done in pairs. Sad to say he had gotten use to the lack of privacy but her tonight he was going to do all the things he had been dreaming of doing to his Nico since they met.

His home wasn’t large only three privacy chambers for sleeping so he showed Raevyn and Crimson to one and showed Arron and Vayne to the other. Each room held the basics – a bed, a chest of drawers, a wardrobe, and a cleansing room. He had once shared with two other sentinels yet they had since moved into the new dormitory’s that had been built closer to the castle. Dominic just couldn’t bring himself to part with the house he had been born in.

“This is our room, my love.” He whispered huskily as he led Nico into the only privacy chamber with any sort of personalisation about it. Here was his space – his dresser top held two photographs in gilded frames one was of an older couple they were both smiling and Nico could sense the love the other was of a younger couple where the man in the picture held two little babies in his arms.

“Who?” Nico asked as he gently traced his fingers over the glass.

Sighing, Dominic answered. “They are…were my family. My father’s parents Shaylan and Mara Manse, they were so loving and cared for us as a family. The other is my parents Karver and Elouise Manse and the babies are me and my twin brother Shayler.”

“What happened to them?”

Grinding his teeth together he spit out, “My Mother’s parents were against the marriage and sent assassins to kill us all. I alone survived… The assassins tore their bodies apart. I don’t know how I was left unharmed. Shayler was never found.” His hand brushed away his tears of anger and sadness. With every day that passed he had to wonder if his brother had survived and if so where was he. Every mission he went on he always looked at every single man hoping to see some sort of resemblance. Yet in the thirty-three years of his life he had never found him. He knew it was time to let go yet his heart couldn’t some small part of him just knew that one day they would be face to face again.

Dominic, took Nico’s hand and led him into the cleansing room and slowly helped remove his clothes. He adjusted the water as he turned on the flow and when they were both naked he pulled Nico into the stream of water with him. Picking up the cloth from the little shelf above his head he lathered it with soapy liquid and began removing the grime of travel from his mate’s body. He loved how responsive Nico was to his touch. It was like his lover’s body craved his very nearness and Dominic felt exactly the same way. Standing flush against Nico’s back he let his soapy hands wander all over Nico’s chest and abdomen, roaming lower still until his finger were able to run through the nest of curls surrounding his hard cock.

“Dominic…Dom…Please…” Nico’s words came on a moan as Dominic’s hand wrapped around Nico’s cock and slowly began to stroke him. He couldn’t stop the smile coming to his lips as Nico began thrusting into the hand. His mate looked so sexy as his head hell back against Dominic’s shoulder his eyes were closed and his lips parted as the most exquisite sounds slipped out of him.

“Feels so…I need…Dom!”

Dominic’s free hand reached for the soap bottle and tipped a generous portion down his lover’s back, before he reached down until his fingers slipped down over the curve of his arse until the came to press gently at his waiting hole. The best part about being mated to a bird shifter is that his mate’s body was attuned to him now. The moment his fingers touched that piece of puckered skin Nico’s body loosened and opened for him just enough to allow him to slide two soapy fingers in to stretch him.

“More!” Nico demanded and Dominic was happy to comply with the beautiful man’s wishes.

Removing his fingers he pressed the head of his hardened cock against Nico’s opening and began the slow slide in, once fully seated he pulled Nico back against him and resumed the slow stroking of his lover’s own cock. It was taking all his will power not to give into his own wants and fuck his mate into the wall. Tonight was all about Nico and bringing Nico the pleasure he deserved. They had the rest of their lives for him to live out all his sexual fantasies.

As he brought Nico to the edge then slowed things down just to be able to bring him to the edge once more. Threats started falling from Nico’s mouth as he began thrusting into Dominic’s hand then fucking himself back on Dominic’s cock was hard to take and in the end Dominic stopped what he was doing and grabbed Nico’s hips firmly in his hands and picked up the pace… Holy hell Nico’s body felt so fucking good wrapped around his cock. No other man he had lain with had ever made him feel this way.

“Brace yourself, my love.” He gave Nico just enough time to press his hands against the wall in front of them before he slammed home. A long guttural moan fell from Nico as his body clenched and tightened around Dominic’s cock. Panting hard Dominic fucked Nico through his orgasm. The tingling sensation running through Dominic’s body told him his own wasn’t far away.

“Mine!” Dominic roared as his teeth sunk into Nico’s shoulder and he slammed home one last time.

Nico was forever bound to him.

"Mine."

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

What's Coming Up...

Okay I can here everyone saying gees what are you going to be working on next? I have thought long and hard about it and changed my mind more time than I can poke a stick at... The answer is I HAVE NO FRICKEN CLUE!!! There I said it... my mind is a total blank.

So I have put four things on the table and they are:

1 - SPAM Inc. #1: Claiming Roxy's Heart (yes it has had a name change as well.)

2 - Masters Of Time #2: On The Flipside Of Reverse (Cause Emily asked me to hurry the hell up with it.)

3 - Toowoomba Boys #3: Dancing with Demons (Mainly because this is Damon's story.)

4 - Boys of Summer:  Curiosity... (It is a Silver Anthology.) and is due by May 12.

I think that I write better when I work on just one story so I am gonna try that for the next month - so any ideas on what I should concentrate on feel free to throw your two cents worth in... or if there is one on the blog you think hey hurry the hell up and write that let me know.

On another note I am Participating n the Easter Blog Hop so I will post WW # 14 tomorrow seeing as I won't be really posting during the HOP...

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Em's Turn...

Taking over Em's Turn - Just because I can


This is just such a beautiful song - that I just had to share it with you all. I love this movie enough to have bought the soundtrack - Shane Mack's voice is just so freaking amazing.


This is just awesome... Love this band. This band was out when Emily was just a youngen I think it hit #1 in 1997 - though he looked way sexier after he got his hair cut off.


This is just another beautiful song - sadly he ended his life before he made his mark on the world. I think he has one of the most beautiful voices - I read somewhere it was due to him having no testicles - now I can't tell you whether that is true or not - but I still love his voice. (oops my mistake turns out he is alive and well - man, for years I believed he had died I am so happy to find out I was wrong.)



No matter what anyone says this man is sexy as hell (except as 'It' where he just scared the crap out of me) I love the guttural sound of his voice

Monday, April 2, 2012

Jettermane # 12


Arie watched in terrified fascination as the Lady of Darknezz landed in the shuttle bay, being a warrior class scouting ship it was small enough to land without problems. He just hoped that his kin didn’t hurt the wonderful beings that had helped him escape from his past nightmare – even if he did wait and wonder if they would change and treat him like the Clandyke Sect had. The more he got to know them the more he realised they were just a peaceful race who were in search of help for their dying out race. The one hundred and ten beings aboard this ship were all that were left of the system they had once ruled over. And for the past two months they had been stuck in orbit above the Ximinex home world.

Arie’s gut twisted at the fear of being rejected once his mates found out all he had been through. Though he was also worried as to why Emilian couldn’t remember him… What had been done to his lover that could wipe it all from his mind? He also needed to find out if Emilian’s memory would come back so he could remember the love they had shared.

As the Lady of Darknezz doors opened he panicked – should he stay here and wait, or run back to his cabin and stay there until they come for him?

“Relax, Little One, your men will want you regardless of what has been done to you. They will see you as brave for having endured.”

“How do you know?” Arie fretted.

“Because my gift is to see into the hearts of others, I see what they truly believe no matter what their words may be.” There are two men aboard that ship who are desperate to get you in their arms.” Alexi said in assurance.

“But Buska doesn’t remember me. What if he never remembers me?” Arie knew he was grasping at the negative, but it was so hard to think of the positive when your body and mind have been abused and knocked down so many times. He desperately needed the reassurance and love of his men – his husbands.

His heart fluttered as he got his first glimpse of the two people he had missed most in the last six months. He could finally breathe and go on when Tangen’s face lit up when their gazes met. Tangen raced toward him and all Arie could do was brace himself as Tangen swooped him up into his arms. Arie’s tears fell as he laid his check against Tangen’s broad chest. He felt safe now that he was wrapped in his lover’s arms – well one of his lovers – Emilian, his Buska stood back – apprehension written all over his face. Arie held out his arm and sighed in relief as Emilian closed the distance and joined in their hug. Now his soul could rest easy.

**~*~**

Jettermane stepped across the threshold and walked down the ramp heading toward the group of people who stood there. At the bottom of the ramp he stepped to the side and bowed in the direction of the man he had spoken to over the vid screen. The man was even more beautiful in person. A smile came to Jett’s lips when he heard a sharp intake of breath behind him. The smell of arousal coming off Geven Piercer was on the verge of being overpowering. It even masked the scents coming off of Tangen, Emil and Arie. His smile broadened when he looked into the eyes of the man he had spoken to earlier and saw the surprise as he recognised just who Geven was to him.

“My name is Jettermane Alexandro, Xerx the Patraious Coven, and this is my husband Blayze, Renegade, Dunaiden the fourteenth; King of Ximinex, and true ruling monarch of the Patraious Coven.” Jettermane sensed Blayze bowed beside him.

“My name is Raineo Ulrick, Prince, and heir apparent of the Faeo System, or what is left of that system.”

Jettermane tilted his head to the side and stared at the man before him. “You came to us seeking aid and due to unforeseen circumstances you found the wrong coven to speak with. Though I can honestly say that it was fate which sent you there so you could rescue Arie and return him to us.”

Raineo nodded, and Jettermane nudged him a little more. “My people owe you a debt of gratitude for returning what was stolen away from us. We can give you almost everything you want except the right to rule. You may lead your men, but Blayze is King of Ximinex. You can even keep your title – are you willing to stay knowing you will never be king?”

Ranieo sighed, “In all truth I did not want to rule our people I am/was sixth in line of the ruling family. I was happy being the son who led the forces out on scouting missions. It seems fate had another destiny set out for me. In the space of two years ninety-nine percent of our population has died out with no clear reason and no chance of recovery. The last living members of our race are now aboard this vessel. We are a dying species in search of a race to take us in. We don’t do so well when there are so few of us. We need to search out more men to find mates among.”

“What’s going on?” Blayze leaned down and whispered into his ear.

“You are looking at the new members of the Patraious Coven. These being are ours to protect now just as they protected one of our own.” He smiled when he realised Blayze wasn’t going to fight him in this. It made him wonder if their life had been like this right from the beginning, or whether this was a recent addition. Going by the looks on their warriors faces it was nothing new for Jettermane to take over.

Blayze stepped forward and held out his hand. “Welcome, brother. You and your men will make a welcome addition to our Coven.”

“Thank you.”