Just Realised...

Okay, while writing this post today I realised that in the last post of Jettermane I made a couple of fuck-ups... Jettermane killed his uncle's mate not his uncle. I will go through tomorrow and make the changes on the last post.

Jettermane # 15

Tears filled Alexi’s eyes as he filtered through the thoughts of the others. They didn’t believe that their people’s deaths lay on Jettermane’s soul, yet they all knew that the war had escalated after Jettermane killed his uncle’s mate. Even as they also knew that his uncle’s mate needed killing as she was evil personified, even if she was Jettermane’s biological Mother.

His free hand caressed gently up and down the length of Jettermane’s stomach, trying desperately to keep his mate from falling apart at the thought of him being the cause of so much hurt throughout their world. He had no words to offer in comfort that wouldn’t come off sounding contrite.

“Jetter,” Blayze reached for them and Jettermane cringed away. “Don’t blame yourself for something that isn’t your fault. It was by a twist of fate in time, long before you and I were even born that set our two clans at war.

“How do you know all this?” Jettermane demanded from his arms.

When we were mated I did some research into you family. I wanted to know why you uncle was so gung-ho on having you. I wanted to know what made you so special that he was willing to trick your father and claim you as payment.” Blayze pinched the bridge of his nose as though trying to work out just how to explain it.

Jettermane settled closer against Alexi’s side. He could see that most of the people around them had moved away giving them as much room as possible. All his kind remained and he didn’t hold it against them. He knew they all needed to know just what they were getting themselves into by joining their race with the vampyres.

“What did you find?” Jettermane asked softly. His hand snaking out and pulling Blayze closer. “I need to know, love.”

“What I have found out was told to me by others so I can’t say for certain how much of it is even true. Deep down inside me I am inclined to believe most of it. “I have already told you that your father is not your biological parent, yet he loves you as if you were. I was told. long ago your mother had an affair with your uncle – her brother – and you are the product of the union. When the affair was found out and they realised your mother was pregnant carrying her brother’s child they hastily made an arranged marriage with your father. Your grandparents didn’t want shame brought down upon their house.”

“I think I’m going to be sick.” Jettermane began trembling violently. “Tell me the rest of it.”

“Your mother never forgave your father for marrying her. To the very end she loved your uncle. When she couldn’t be with him they decided that you would be a good substitute for her… that you could warm your biological father’s bed until she could return to him.”

“What about my father. The one who raised me? I know you said he still lives. I need more details.”

“After your father had me intervene your mother got so enraged that she killed him not long after I took you for my mate. But thankfully she didn’t succeed.”

Alexi spoke before he could stop himself. “How did Jettermane kill his uncle’s mate?” his arms tightened around his mate. Pain washed over Blayze’s face.

“Jetter slipped out one night when I was otherwise occupied. He went by himself and he hunted his mother down. He thought he was avenging his father. By the time we caught up with him his mother was dead. And his uncle was cowering in the corner, begging for his life… My beautiful Jetter was standing there covered in blood with a look on his face that I never in my life ever want to see again. Even though she told your father that Masckel Shatara is your father, the truth later came out. Your brother Ellington, was killed back on Earth with his crew. He was the one that beat the shit out of you. The others didn’t know who you were but he had to have known. He is just as viscous as your mother was. Your Uncle wants your head for the loss of his greatest love.”

“Oh, love.” Alexi tilted Jettermane’s face and kissed him on the forehead. “We will get through this. Together we will be stronger than your uncle and his whole clan.”

A strength seemed to flow through Jettermane, Alexi could feel it rippling just below the surface. Stepping away, Jettermane squared his shoulder and dried his eyes, a look of determination replacing the tears.

“We go home, we gather our people close and we put that bastard in the ground. His corpse will lie within the cold ground never to touch his lover again. That man is not my father: he is not worth one ounce of my thoughts. We will take back our planet and lead our people into a safer world.” His gaze drifted around the people gathered around them. “I want that man dead and gone. But first: I want him punished for the pain he has caused our loved ones. He deserves to feel every single piece of hurt he has given to all he has harmed. I want him kept away from everyone… I don’t want him able to feed. I want him to hurt.”

Jettermane’s eyes widened and he looked at Blayze in wonder… “Holy hell! I remember. I remember it all.” Jettermane’s eyes took on a mischievous glean as he turned and yelled toward Tangen.”

“Hey, Mongrel guts! You owe me one hundred red ones. Don’t for a moment think I have forgotten you losing the bet.”

Laughter echoed around them. “Out of all the things to remember – that is what first comes to mind.”

Jettermane let out a whoop as the ship rumbled to life beneath his feet. A cheer went up at his next words. “Get ready: were heading in to battle.

Here We Go

I know I was supposed to do Jettermane today... but I have to be out so I figure I will do Jettermane tomorrow and just share my new cover . It is for the Father's Day story at MLRPress... This is book one in Lancaster's Way.

Wind Walkers # 16

It wasn’t fair. But then again life never was. Nico couldn’t seem to ease the itch inside him no matter what he tried. The feeling was as if something was clawing him from the insides wanting to get out; not even caring if it ripped him to shreds in the process. What did it even matter, if he was going to be alone? He had been gone for hours and no one had even looked for him.

“I see you never made it home. Nico Redhawk.” The man he had met earlier in the day was suddenly right beside him, and Nico had no clue how the man even got there.

“W-What is your name?” he stammered. This guy was freaking him out.

The man smiled as he held out his hand to be shaken, “You can call me Haydrian.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” Nico rubbed his hand over his stomach trying to calm his nerves. This man was nice but there was something about him that just seemed off and it made Nico’s shifter nature go on high alert.

“Are you in pain?”

What the fuck! How had Haydrian known that? “H-how?”

“I see the pain ripple beneath your skin. I know for a fact how unsettling that can be. Would you like me to ease it for you?” Haydrian took a step closer. While Nico stepped further away. The pain in his body intensified as he doubled over and gripped his stomach. He couldn’t stop the groan from escaping his lips. He flinched when he felt Haydrian’s hand run smoothly down his back. “Let me ease you pain young one. The mating heat is upon you.”

“My mate doesn’t want me.” Nico ground out. “So make the pain stop if you can.”

“Close your eyes young one. Think of your mate and see the truth. Think back and see if what you heard was really what was said.”

The calming voice in which Haydrian spoke made Nico want to snap and bite. How did this guy even know what he had heard, especially when he wasn’t even in the house with them? What gave him the right to question what he knew he heard?

“Shh, young one,” his hands rubbed circles across his back and Nico grudgingly admitted that whatever Haydrian was doing was kind of helping.

“My name is Nico, not young one.”

“I apologise, youn… Nico, but at my age you are a young one.” A deep chuckle resonated around them.

“You’re not old, you can’t be that much older than me.” Nico whispered when he finally got his breathing under control. He stood when the pain finally eased enough for him to do so. Thank you.”

Haydrian gestured towards the bench. It was only then that Nico realised he was no longer anywhere near where he had first started talking with the man “Where the hell are we?” he asked as he took in the room. It was obviously someone’s home.

“This is my home. Trust me Nico you are safe. I will let no harm come to you. You can rest here until you can be with your mate again.”

Tears sprang to Nico’s eyes but he wouldn’t let them fall. “I already told you, my mate doesn’t want me.”

“Dominic wants you very much. I think you may have left before you heard everything that was said. Dominic feels bad for claiming you without fully explaining what he is. His kind is very rare. He has hidden himself away for so long that his creature claimed you before he could warn you.”

Confusion filled Nico. “What the hell are you talking about?”

A sad smile rested on Haydrian’s face. “Your Dominic is a member of the kasharan… well he is a half breed as his mother wasn’t one of them. It was a sad day when we lost so many members of the Manse clan. Dominic is the last in the line – unless Shayler decides to come out of hiding. Though I don’t think he would be willing to leave Malacyte.”

“Dom’s brother is still alive? Who is Malacyte?” Nico asked, curiosity was creeping in and taking away his anger. He had always been the sucker for a good story.

“Malacyte, you could say that he is my cousin, or my brother. When the Manse family was annihilated Malacyte rescued Shayler and took him away to heal. That was the last I saw of either of them.” Haydrian gestured around the room. “Simian took your Dominic and brought him to the castle to be cared for. All attempts to contact Malacyte have gone unanswered. It seems my wayward cousin doesn’t want to be found.”

“Has anyone ever told Dominic that his brother is still alive?”

“Why would we, without burden of proof it would only be a guess on our part. Dominic was better off not knowing.”

“What a crock of shit!” Nico snapped. “You are just playing with someone’s heart. My mate grieves ever still for his brother. The not knowing s eating him away inside.”

“Why do you even care? Didn’t you say your mate didn’t want you? Why would you even want him to know? Let him hurt what does it matter.”

Nico spun around and glared at Haydrian. “He is my mate. Why the hell would I want him to hurt when I could ease the pain in his heart?”

Laugher bubbled out of Haydrian. “Young Nico. I am a sentinel of Varnuse. All other sentinels are descended from the linage of the five cousins. Their blood is so watered down and mixed that none truly know where they came from. Each of us is given two mates – except for Raevyn. Raevyn is special and I’m not even sure he knows the extent of who he is.”

“Where are your mates?”

A frown formed on Haydrian’s face. “Thanks to Raevyn’s interference my mates were separated and their memories altered. I have to find a way to make them remember without. Causing them harm.”

“By the Gods… Kendal and Mohali are your mates.” Nico blurted out in amazement.

“That they are.”

I Have No Fricken Clue.

I have to be honest and say I have no fricken clue which Blog story I am up to so tomorrow I will do Wind Walkers and the next day I will do Jettermane. I have spent today finishing the final read through for One Last Kiss Goodbye...

These are my next five projects: In no particular order.

1- The Diamond Rose (Em has it tattooed across her chest so I better finish the damn thing).

2- Toowoomba Boys: Dancing with Demons

3- Pack Matters: Chasing Dreams of You

4- The Lines of Marsden: Living in Shadows

5- Masters of Time: On the Flipside of Reverse.

Em's Turn...

Seriously Beautiful Fricken Songs: No Words Needed

Just A Quickie...

Made by my sister Catherine.

Well the first thing is to say that starting tomorrow I will be back up and running to a kind of normal schedule on this blog. So what has been happening in my life?

1- Hop Against Homophobia was just this past few days (17th - 20th). I swear we have to make it run for longer next year just so I make it around all the blogs  - I still have a few to go.

2- I have been doing last minute edits One Last Kiss Goodbye for Silver Publishing.

3- I did the galley proof on The Lines of Marsden: Rules Are Meant To Be Broken and sent back to MLRPress.

4- My sister Catherine made me a website (it is still a work in progress) normajnielsen so check it out when you have a chance The Italian boy picture is courtesy of DW Skinner


5- And I have been working on my YA story: This Is How I See You.

And My Winner Is!!!

Hop Against Homophobia

JULIANA

 I will be getting in contact with you  as soon as I have posted this on my blog for the day.

Thank you to everyone who participated in this hop.

Hop Against Homophobia

HAH Blog Check out some other awesome participants.

My prize for stopping by is a $25 Gift Certificate for books.

Leave a comment (those in my Follower list will be entered again) if they also leave a comment along with you email address - Just let me know you are in both so that I don't miss adding your name again. or join my followers to be added the second time.

Yes homophobia is a big deal

To me homophobia, bullying, and no equality all mean the same thing it all starts with HOMOPHOBIA! And I have to ask myself why? Why can't people just mind their own business? Why do they need to discriminate against people just because they deem them to be different than what they consider normal? I am a big believer in the whole - "Cut us and we all bleed red." - Why does two people of the same sex loving each other cause people as a whole to think it okay to act like complete and utter idiots?

I just don't get it!!!

I don't understand how anyone can judge someone by who they choose to love. I hear a lot - "But the bible says..." Has it crossed anyone's mind that maybe the bible is wrong? I am a catholic, and even I see no shame in loving someone of the same sex. I personally believe as long as you are loving someone than everything will be okay in the world.

I guess you are wondering if I myself am gay?

No, I'm not, and I can't sit here and tell you how it feels to be at the brunt of a homophobic attack - because it would be guessing on my part. And no, I was never picked on or bullied growing up. But I have had friends who have been. I was there to pick them up and dust them off and help them find their centre again. So this is why I feel I should be allowed to comment on this subject.

Yesterday I was sent this YouTube Video and I know it is on equal rights for same sex couples, but in my eyes if one of the families hadn't been homophobic than none of this would have happened. WARNING! Tissues will be needed.

The words IT GETS BETTER don't mean anything unless we all band together and take that first step in setting things right. We need to all have our say - we need to be their for those who do have to suffer at the hands of homophobia. Join with me in trying to make the world a better place and say  -"you know what? I think today I will believe for just one moment that it really does get better"

If you are someone who is subject of homophobia - PLEASE - reach out to someone and let them know what is happening. There are People out willing to help as long as you reach out to them.

Setting up YA blog

I spent the whole day setting up the blog for my YA author Persona... It seems like it has taken forever, but at least it is now done.


I had to ask a lot of people to help me work my way through it just to get the thing started - I am so NOT Techno Savvy - I had to end up going through a different browser and creating a new email account and a new Blogger (I wanted to stick with Blogger because this is the one I know how to use). And even though it was the same as here it felt like it was completely different.If you want to go and check it out here is the link:

Beautiful According To Me Blog

Let me know what you think and if I should change anything. I don;t mind advice and now that it is set up I can make the minor adjustments. My YA persona is Kate Saddo.

My Brother Is So NOT Funny!!!

My Back - Tattoo Artist Ted Saddo

This morning my brother did the worst possible thing he could have done to me... Yes and I am calling him a bastard. And this is the reason why. This is how much my brother loves me... He fails to realise that paybacks are a bitch.

I was over at his house this morning, dropping my mum off for a visit with his MIL. When Ted innocently calls me into his home office to check out his latest tattoo he did yesterday. So I walk in expecting to see something fan-bloody-tastic, when instead there is a picture of a huge arse spider tattoo. I could have rivalled any of those dopey chicks in a scary movie... which was closely followed by a lot of swearing and calling him every dame I could think of. Meanwhile Ted was laughing so much I thought he was going to pee himself. (I should add it was a very realistic looking spider).

Beautiful According To Me - Andy Six

All About Andy (Biersack) Six

I have no rights to these images I just wanted to share why this young man is:

Beautiful According To Me

I found this to be fricken awesome. This is one seriously talented person. I was mesmerized from start to finish as I watched it come alive.

Beneath all the stage make-up there is a truly beautiful young man underneath it all. I found out Recently he is the same age as my daughter (Okay, so my daughter told me that  - She keeps telling me 1990 was a very good year).

This is to show you all what he looks like with his newer haircut (yes it ages him slightly) but in all honestly I think he is way better looking with the shorter hair. (Emily informs me Andy is 6"3' - So very tall - I would probably reach his nipples - Get your minds out of the gutter people)

Gay Romance - Twinks.

Today I am guest Blogging over at  Erica Pike's Blog I am talking about TWINKS (Okay shees - I admit it I may be rambling about twinks). You all know what I am like when it comes to this sort of stuff.

I may even mention The Lines of Marsden: Rules Are Meant To Be Broken. and how some people might perceive Michael Marsden to be.

ON OTHER NEWS:

I am still working through my profiles. I am at the stage of thinking  - Why the hell do I have so many characters in my stories? Also running through my head is - Why the hell do I have so many WIPS? I seriously think I might have to hire someone to help me sort this shit out. Emily doesn't just say no she says "Oh - Hell No!!!" So I'm guessing she doesn't want to help me. Where are the days when I can bribe my own child - stopped when she started earning more money that me... LOL. I'm still trying to talk her into cleaning up my book cases.

Guys Like Romance Too.

Okay just letting you all know on June 11 I am scheduled for a guest blog on Guys Like Romance Too I am talking up the reasons behind Novel - The Lines of Marsden: Rules Are Meant To Be Broken.

Why?

Because June is Vampire month and RAMTBB fits that bill exactly.

So please show your support to me and a heap of other wonderful authors who will be flashing their wares over with Carson.

I will tell you about how and why I started this series and what actually inspired the MM genre and Michael, Christian & Doyle. I may even tell you a little behind the dynamics of the line itself.

I was honoured to be a part of this wonderful month because I love a good Vampire story. I hope you all love my boys as much as I loved writing them.

Let Me Introduce My Boys

The Lines Of Marsden

I can tell you I am starting to get pretty excited about The Lines Of Marsden: Rules Are Meant To Be Broken coming out on June 1st... at MLRPress. So today I thought I would introduce you to my three main characters. Michael Marsden, Christian Risely & Doyle Kerwin. All the pictures I purchased from the wonderful D W Skinner (who in my humble opinion does some amazing stuff).It was only recently that I saw this picture of Dan's and said OMG this is my Michael. This is exactly how I see him. So this is how my friendship with Dan began. I have every intention of turning these into trading cards as soon as I can work out how to do it. I will have to send Lex Valentine an email to see if she can point me in the right direction.

Without further adieu:

Michael Marsden:

This is my main character throughout the first six books. He is the reason I have a series. Michael Marsden would probably be considered a twink as he is youngish, slender and very emotional. Some would say overemotional. I don't see him that way at all, but that could be because I know what happens to him in the future and you all have to wait and find out.

Michael has to deal with three thinks in this book. 

1) He is a newly turned Vampire who for his own reasons doesn't want to follow the rules of his new family.

2) He has to come to turns with the fact that he is also gay,  something he had never really wanted to explore to far before.

3) He finds himself as the obsession of a crazy-arsed Vamp who is out for revenge.

I think of Michael Marsden as like an onion - there are so many layers to him and we have each book to peel away a little more until we find out exactly who he is meant to be.

Christian Risely:

Christian is an enigma, well not really, Chris mainly doesn't remember his past. He doesn't even know how old he really is, but as things happen within the family his memories start to come back bit by bit. But not giving us the complete picture of who he really is. 

Although he is not a Marsden he is still part of the line. when Benj enters the story in book three you find out more about Christian. He will become their Drarcaen. Or more importantly he will be Michael's Drarcaen. They share a specail bond which brings them together even as it tears them apart. - Destiny's a bitch, but all things happen for a reason. (Even though sometimes it is hard to work out what those reasons are).

Christian walks between two lives, the one he is meant to have and the one he does have. In the end it will be up to him to choose exactly which path he needs to take for his own peace of mind and happiness. 

Christina is not who he appears to be. I am not saying he is evil - because he isn't. But even Christian doesn't know what he is capable of. Through his bond with Michael he slowly comes to sees that what was done in his ast can be undone and he will be a stronger man because of it.

Doyle Kerwin:

Doyle would have to be my favourite character to write ever (I really don't know why he just is).

Doyle kind of just goes with the flow. even though through his dreams he knows what is coming he doesn't act upon them as he also knows things have to happen in the time allotted to them. I think of Doyle as the peace keeper. Though he will become known as the Loyalty for this line of Marsden. I haven't exactly worked out what the loyalty does yet (so any idea's just throw them my way). Though I do know when it all comes to down to it - he doesn't follow his sire he follows Michael (hence the loyalty).

As I re write each book I bring more and more of Doyle into them. He was never meant to be a main character but I just can't help myself.

Doyle is just the guy that comforts most of the family when needed, but never piss him off. Because he will just wipe you out of his life for as long as he deems enough time ( Example - Kerr pissed him off and he never spoke to Kerr for a whole year, even though they lived in the same house. That was whispered in confidence but I don't mind sharing it with all of you).

If you have any questions I will answer them if I can.

Useful Tidbits On Writing

After a suggestion from the wonderful Kris Jacen over at MLR, I realise I need to start keeping profiles on all my characters in all of my stories this is going to be very time consuming but should be well worth it. Which means I will have to re read most of my own work as I have no clue how I have described some of them. (Hmm - I wonder if I can bribe Emily to help me).

I am thinking of doing it along the lines of how I did those few for SPAM Inc. (You know the ones Embry and I posted on our blogs awhile back). What do you all think? I think they might work.

Kris also suggested that along with myself, my Beta Readers should have copies of the profiles so they can keep me on track. She suggested I have a circle of Beta Readers - would two Beta Readers represent a circle?

So over the next few weeks I will be making up profiles, and maybe looking to add to my Beta Reading circle. (Kinda feels like I'm auditioning people to join my coven/sect/whatever - LOL).

This picture I posted is just another awesome thing from Dan so I hope you all enjoy it.

I Am Sorry

I want to make an apology to my MLR Editor. I am sorry if what I wrote earlier seemed like I was dissing her in any way, because honestly I wasn't. I was just rambling.

I would like everyone to know I have complete faith in my editor - I did forget two whole steps in the WSC process - (Line Editor & Proof reading bit). And (ages) to me in reality is probably only a few days. It just feels like ages mainly because I still have the damn flu.

I know that my MLR Editor has done a wonderful job and has taught me so many things about writing that I didn't know and I appreciate her in more ways than I can count. She explains things in a way that makes it easy for me to understand. 

I have made an amendment to my earlier post - but for those of you who read the original post this is me saying sorry - I hate that I may have made it seem like she is crap at her job. Because it isn't true. She knows her stuff well - and seriously I should think before my mouth actually does the talking, (or my fingers do the typing as the case may be.)

Yes I can be a dumbarse at times... I honestly never meant for that last post to come off the way it sounded I just wasn't thinking when I wrote it. I feel really bad about it all. So I offer the above rose to Kimberly.

Updates & Whatnots...

Man, is it cold here this morning. My little part of Australia is freezing.

Update #1: One Last Kiss Goodbye, has moved up to the next step in editing over at Silver. (yeah I have no clue either). I do have an email somewhere that explains it all to me - I will have to read it again. Still coming out for Father's Day in June.

Update #2: I am still waiting to receive the Galley for The Lines of Marsden: Rules Are Meant To Be Broken. and they better come soon as that is due for release on June 1st.

Update # 3: I am working on TLOM 2: Living in Shadows. I have decided to re write a huge chunk of it - just because I can.

Update # 4: Embry and I are in discussions on SPAM Inc. today, we are going to get some of our rough spots smoothed out in our world we are creating. We need to work out a bit of a file system so we both have the same files we are working on so we don't screw up when we are both writing the same character in different books - believe me I have done it before all on my lonesome. (Yes I admit it I screw up) LOL.

Update # 5: When Souls Collide might be ready for Galley as well - I am not sure on that I have't heard from my editor in a few days. (Mind you the poor woman is run off her feet with all the work she has to do, as I am only one of the author's she edits for.) WSC will be out for Father's Day as well. I really like this story and will be writing one follow on book about two of the secondary characters. I will let you all guess as to which two, (maybe I've already told you).The book will be called: A Different Way Of Seeing.

Em's Turn

Due to doctors appointments we have missed a day so suck it up princesses..... 

XoXo Em

This is so worth it for the end of the film clip.

Who Doesn't like a bit of Eminiem?

Do I need to say more?

Okay this is purely for Dexter's outfit... 

Go on tell me it's not awesome.

Jettermane # 14

“What the fuck, Seriously?” blaze stood there like a complete and utter moron staring at the man before him. He hadn’t even realised he had spoken out loud until Jettermane spoke beside him

“Seriously.”

The hand Jettermane wrapped around his bicep squeezed gently and in that moment Blayze could feel the waves of nervousness and maybe just a touch of fear coming of the man who was now standing and watching them both. “How long have you known about this, Jetter?”

“The moment I opened communications with their ship, I sensed him there. I don’t know how I know these things, seeing as I still can’t remember everything about my past. I just know we need them just as much as they need us. With each new generation born more of their powers will be passed down through our descendants to join with our own. We will create a whole new race of beings.”

“Um, Jetter we are all male how can we reproduce?” There was obviously something Blayze wasn’t getting, as far as he knew you needed both a male and a female to have children. Jetter didn’t say anything so their other mate took a step closer and spoke softly.

“Among our species we have come up with a way for us to survive and carry on our lineage. The Faeo are an all male species, we have a method of incubation that will combine our DNA matter to create a child, which will be born male.” He said matter of factly.

His voice dazed Blayze slightly it was so deep and rough, so many emotions flowed through it and called out to Blayze. He couldn’t stop himself from reaching out and cupping the young man’s cheek gently. “What is your name?”

“Alexi, Alexi Pommeraine. I am the first mate and medical officer on board the Lady Darknezz. I know I will no longer be that on board your vessel, and I am okay with that. I am not sure exactly what my role will be among your people as you already have a Xerx.” A look of sadness so profound flooded his eyes and Blayze didn’t hesitate to pull Alexi into his arms and offer comfort.

Jettermane’s gaze locked to his as his Jetter leaned up against their mates back cocooning him in their warmth. “I will always be the Xerx of our people, which was a mantle given to me on the day of our mating. This leaves you as the Xessan – the one who is able to heal our hurts and bind us forever more.”

Blayze was shocked that Jettermane had recalled that name there hadn’t been a Xessan among their kind in over five millennia or more. It was a very rare and coveted position to hold. Many had claimed the title and had been proven to be invalid of such a title. To have Jettermane announce it out loud he knew in his heart it to be true. Leaning forward he pressed a gentle kiss to the side of Alexi’s neck, and Jettermane mirrored his action.

**~*~**

Relief at being accepted and wanted washed over Alexi. His kind had stayed clear of him, for the most part and he had no clue why. It wasn’t as if the shunned him, they just avoided him if they could. He had once in a moment of weakness asked Raineo why? And he had simply stated Alexi was destined for greater things and the other’s new it. The answer didn’t really clear things up because he still wished he at least had a true friend amongst his own kind. He didn’t doubt Raineo, because Raineo’s gift was the gift of knowing a person’s future. Not the moment of death type of knowing – more the small things which would set your destiny in place.

The heat surrounding him was welcomed, and he felt his body reacting in a way which it never had before. He needed them to step away or they were going to realise what was happening and push him away. The thought was crazy and he knew it, he just wished his gift worked on his mates, so he could read what was in their hearts. Once he was certain of their true feelings he would be able to give himself over to them both fully.

“My Xessan, my mate.” The timbre of Blayze’s voice had a soothing effect on him.

“Our Xessan, our mate.” Came from behind him and he felt Blayze jump as a little arm snaked around him and pinched Blayze on the side.

Laughter rumbled out of Blayze. “Always ours.”

“You better believe it buddy,” Jettermane said as he stepped away and Alexi almost protested the loss of his heat. He was slightly shocked when Jettermane laced their fingers and turned toward the rest of their combined crews. “Okay gentlemen, who among us knows how to get this ship running. We need to get home and take back our planet from…” he turned to Blayze. “Who are we fighting again?”

“Your uncle’s sect. They will be even more vengeful when they realise we killed their crew back on Earth and left their bodies floating in the middle of nowhere. Far enough away they will never be able to recover their kin and the ship is hidden on a planet in case it is needed in to future.” Blayze sighed when shock registered all over Jettermane’s face.

Alexi’s thumb began rubbing soothing circles on the back of Jettermane’s hand willing some of his power into the beautiful man. Jettermane’s mouth opened and closed many times before his voice could make itself be heard.

“Is this because I killed my uncle? Are we at war because of what I did?”

Jettermane turned slowly still holding their hands so that in the end Alexi was almost wrapped around his body. He could feel the tremble running through the man in his arms. “Are our people dying because of me?” Alexi prayed it wasn’t true.

“No!” nearly all of the vampire cried out at once.

“Jetter, The war started long before you killed your uncle. His sect has always been the very worst of our kind.”

“Tell me the truth. Are our people dying because of me?”

Piss Off's & Other News...

Yesterday I missed a day of blogging due to the fact I sat at our work shed for Five hours waiting for the guy to come and lay the cables for our phone line. It had to be me as the hubs was in meetings all day, Emily was in at the office working, Cameron was in TAFE learning something or other.

So there I sat for five-fricken-hours and the guy still hadn't turned up, the hubs, Em and I all tried calling him but got no reply so I decided fuck it, and I packed up and went home.

Still the guy hasn't called or arrived at the shed so I have no clue what his problem is.

ON OTHER NEWS:

I have done the first lot of edits for my MLR Father's Day story: When Souls Collide. And you will be all happy to know there was only one instance of head hopping I am so proud of myself on that one. As it has been something I have been working on. Okay that is my little bit of an update.