Jan 18, 2018

My Struggle With Shifters

Alexander, Prince of the North


Deciding to add shifters to one's vampire tale wasn't as easy as I assumed it would be. The dilemma in one word... Twilight. One does not want to venture in and end up developing characters that share the same characteristics as such a well-known book.

Aside from my book being ripped to pieces on Goodreads, it's just not a smart practice.

Book II of my Drakkar Coven series Oleander, Son of Drakkar provided me with such a challenge.

For example, my vampires do not glitter in the daylight as Stephenie Meyers' did, and mine are not tidy diners, considering humans to be little more than livestock. So, going to high school amongst them... not going to happen. Unless they were famished and looking for a smorgasbord.

Then there are Twilight's werewolves. I love wolf-shifters and want them in my book, but what characteristics and abilities do I give them without stepping on any proverbial toes?

My initial tactic was to chicken out and introduce a raven while my subconscious ruminated over the wolf issue. Luckily for me, I loved the raven character I created. The intelligent, mischievous personality and habit of stealing shiny objects gives a writer plenty of fun things to work with.

But then I met Alexander, once the love of Oleander's life …and a werewolf. I couldn't deny my overwhelming urge to find out more about this majestic creature. He's a beautiful character. Caring and compassionate, but tortured by the circumstances that will forever keep him and Oleander apart.

I added a twin, his sister Alexis, and created a species of werewolf that roam the woods within fables and stories told by the traveling minstrels. The great white wolves of lore.

Silent, invisible—deadly.

Their snow-white coats blending into the territory they call home. Beyond the most northern vampirical coven. A Prince and Princess as stunning in human form as they are in wolfen. Alabaster skin, crystal blue eyes—exuding sex and seduction.

Silent, alluring—deadly.

These are my wolfen shifters. Like no other werewolf within their roaming grounds, or any surrounding them. They are unique, they are mythical—they are unstoppable.

The third book of the Drakkar Coven series is the tale of "Alexander, Prince of the North" where I shall endeavor to free him from the pain of his devastating heartache.



Jan 12, 2018

My Weakness

As many of you know, I have a weakness. Men in heels. Kazaky - an oldie but still my favorite.


Jan 11, 2018

Jan 10, 2018

Five Free Queer Fantasy Books

Say that post title five times fast... then read this next bit.

I'm a part of the QueeRomance Ink site, an exciting new way to find exactly the kind of books you want to read. As a reader, you can now keep your own "To be Read" section on the site, and you can also click the star next to any author to "like" them and to be notified when they add or release books. Plus, you'll get an email if any of your TBR list books go on sale. To join, just go here: 
https://www.queeromanceink.com/membership-levels/ - and click on the select button next to "reader". Then fill out the information on the following page and submit the form It's free! As an added bonus, the QRI folks will send you five free queer fantasy books after February 1st.


Jan 6, 2018

My Love Sublime

My Gavin E. Black gay erotica persona wrote this many years ago. I've never shared it before now.
Be kind if you decide to comment. He has sensitive feelings.


My Love Sublime

The touch of love and flicker of heat
Sends my spirit soaring
My love sublime
I am yours

The darkness of mask and lick of fear
Sends my heart pounding
My love sublime
I am yours

Crushing pain as twine binds my balls
Legs spread wide
Arms stretched to the sky
I am yours

Searing pain as clamps pinch my skin
Legs spread wide
Arms stretched to the sky
I am yours

Blinding pain as leather strips my flesh
Legs spread wide
Arms stretched to the sky
I am yours

Heat floods my body, my love sublime
Pain colors my mind, my love sublime
Agony sears my soul, my love sublime

Exhilarating rush as leather recedes
Legs spread wide
Arms stretched to the sky
I am yours

Soaring rapture as clamps release
Legs spread wide
Arms stretched to the sky
I am yours

Endless rhapsody as twine falls away
Legs spread wide
Arms stretched to the sky
I am yours

The lightness of lips and kiss of desire
Sends my heart pounding
My love sublime
I am yours

The caress of love and promise of forever
Sends my spirit soaring
My love sublime

I am forever yours