As some of you may know, the reason for my lackluster posting schedule here on the blog has a lot to do with my alter-ego author, R. Brennan. Having had three releases in December of last year, and her work on another tale to release sometime in May 2013, I haven’t had much time to devote to this side of my personality.
But, finally, the expected release dates for Inkspell Publishing’s Free Reads Week sometime in May, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. While May is still another month away, the change in the weather and the smell of spring in the air has me looking toward the beginnings of summer and all the comes with it — including my free read, FATE’S VOYAGE. I can’t wait to share the continuation of Ellie and Daniel’s story with you all.
Here is just a bit of what I have in store for all of you.
“Captain O’Rourke! You’re needed below right away, sir.” Mac came screeching to a halt before him. “Miss Amelia says yer to come right quick!”
Panic closed Daniel’s throat.
Leaving the wheel with the lad, he darted down the quarterdeck stairs and raced across the deck, heart hammering its way up his throat.
Startled crewman scrambled from his path, their shock turning to wide-eyed concern as the frenzied captain disappeared below.
Daniel found Amelia waiting for him outside the door to his cabin, her fingers fretting each other at her waist.
Her tense expression relaxed when she caught sight of him. “Thank heavens.”
His gaze shot to the closed door at her back. “What’s wrong? Is Ellie alright?”
“Yes, but you’ve got to talk to her. She won’t sit still. Since you left at dawn, she’s cleaned the entire cabin floor to rafter, rearranged all her father’s maps and ledgers. Twice. And, now she’s piled all of your clothing to be washed and expects me to have Mac fill the washbasin. You know as well as I she can’t be bending over a washtub in her condition. It’s just too much!” Her hands resumed their nervous activity.
It was all Daniel could do to hide the smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. He placed a calming hand on Amelia’s shoulder. “We both knew how hard it would be for her to make this voyage not being able to do what she’s used to doing. I’m surprised the idleness hasn’t gotten to her before now, frankly. Ellie’s isn’t one to sit still for very long.” He offered a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll talk to her. Why don’t you take a break? Go on deck. Get some air.”
“You promise you won’t let her do that wash?”
Daniel knocked his heels together, placed a hand over his heart while the other rose, palm facing her. “You have my solemn vow. She’ll not touch a garment.”
Amelia blew a puff of air through the fringe of curls at her brow, shoulders relaxing. “Scoff if you wish, but you know how she is when she’s riled up. I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me for anything.” She sidestepped him and headed up the companionway, shaking her head and mumbling to herself.
After a moments hesitation to prepare himself for the whirlwind he called wife, Daniel twisted the handle and opened the cabin door.
*wiggles* I can’t wait to have the chance to share the rest.
What about you all? I have to believe some of you have read it. *wink*
What would you like to see in a follow-up story to Call of the Sea? What questions about Ellie and Daniel would you like to see answered? I love comments, so feel free to leave your thoughts.
Until next time. 🙂
Today I get to share some New Release News near and dear to my heart. Why? Because today is release day for my Erotic Horror short, BLOOD AND FIRE!! *cue confetti and fanfare*
Originally released in 2011 as part of an erotic horror anthology, Sinisterotica — which a total of maybe fifteen people read, I am so pleased to have a chance to offer this story (one of my favorites) to a (hopefully) broader audience.
** NOTE: The information contained below relates to an erotic work of fiction. If you are under 18 or offended by such things, please do not read further. Thank you. **
Let’s take a closer look at this steamy erotic release, shall we?
Blurb: College student, Francesca Morgan has finally met the Dominant man of her dreams. Kevin Stevenson is sexy, sure of himself, and knows just how to make her knees quake.
When he takes Frankie to her first fetish party, she is reminded being collared means her Master can do what he wishes with her, including offering her “services” for the evening to a sexy Dominant business associate he is trying to impress.
It doesn’t take long for Frankie to realize their host, Bartholomew Andrews is nothing like any Dom she has ever served. Aside from his devastating looks and heaping financial fortune, Bartholomew can read her thoughts, and knows just how to make her body react.
Can Frankie keep her wits about her and serve at his feet without falling for him, or will Master Amazing steal her heart and her soul in one steamy night of servitude?
Be warned — Contains elements of horror, BDSM, S&M, and a Dom/sub dynamic
Excerpt: I fidgeted with my black lace garter for the third time in five minutes. No matter how much I toyed with it, the torturous material tickled my inner thighs until I resort to scratching like a flea-infested hound. Through sheer force of will, I stopped gouging at my leg, and with a quick twist and pull, adjusted my g-string, which attempted to crawl higher than any butt floss should go. Tweaking complete, I checked my appearance in the bathroom mirror.
The red satin teddy clung to hourglass curves and highlighted my green eyes, just as I’d hoped when picking it out. The bodice’s built-in push up bra did wonders for the little ladies—an added bonus. I swept a few unruly, blonde strands of hair from my face and took stock of the make-up situation. Rosy cheeks. Check. Black eye gunk. Check.
I inhaled through my nose, and with puffed cheeks, blew out through my mouth—a stress relief trick I learned watching daytime TV. But, the nervous tension remained knotted between my shoulder blades.
I guess it’s time to see if I have the balls to wear this getup in public.
Stiffening my bare shoulders, I turned away from the mirror and left the bathroom, stopping just short of barreling into Mallory.
“Jesus, Mal.” My hands found my silk clad hips. “You couldn’t wait in the living room? I told you I’d be out in a minute.”
“Sorry, but you’ve been in there for ages, Frankie.”
Holding my hands out to my sides, I turned in a circle. “Well? What do you think?”
The only woman on the planet I actually trusted appraised me from top to bottom. “Let me see your ass again.”
With a quick turnabout, I wiggled my rear at her and peeked over my shoulder to see if she approved.
About the Author: R. Brennan is the erotic alter-ego of a published author and a subbie brat with a bitch streak. She works as an IT geek for the state of New York, and is a reformed gaming addict living in the rolling hills of Upstate NY (you know, where it takes a 10 mile drive to buy a gallon of milk and the scent of cows lingers on the breeze).
A busy girl in 2012, R. has an erotic short, Faith’s Gift in the recently released Christmas anthology by Evernight Publishing, VANILLA-FREE CHRISTMAS, and another erotic short, Routine Maintenance in FELT TIPS – a collection of erotic short stories published by Tiffany Reisz and 8th Circle Press with all proceeds going to charity.
The truly brave are welcome to follow her on twitter: @bexbrennan but beware, her tweets are often #NSFW 🙂
I am so excited to announce that MuseItUp Publishing has accepted my erotic horror short, BLOOD AND FIRE, and will be publishing it as a stand alone eBook.
The story is set for release in December 2012 — which is perfect timing, as my short story, Routine Maintenance will also debut in December as part of the Felt Tips Charity Anthology. The idea of having two stories out at the same time has me really looking forward to winter (and this NEVER happens).
I’m also working on a short story to sub for another anthology featuring holiday themed stories featuring KINK — we all know how I love kinky tales. *evil grin*
I’ll be sure to post more information on that as I get closer to actually finishing the story and getting it ready for submission, but I wanted to make sure to stop in and give you all an update on how things are going with me.
Didn’t want you thinking I abandoned you all again.
I’ve been working on and off for the past week on a new short I hope to have ready to sub for the recent anthology titled MAKE BELIEVE (published by J. Taylor Publishing. For this week’s six, I decided to switch gears and give you all a taste. Thoughts and opinions always welcome.
Enjoy and Happy Sunday!
She[Jyslin] had slept little, thoughts centered on her impending Cinuint. Despite years of preparation and training, Jyslin really had no idea what to expect from the journey. She knew what was supposed to happen, what she’d been told to expect, but each Etherian’s destiny was different, making their Cinuint a completely unique experience.
Jyslin lifted the cup, blew a stream of cooling breath on the liquid and dared a small sip. Sweetened heat trickled down her throat. Her muscles relaxed in slow degrees.
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Always one to keep with a theme, today’s six naughty sentences are brought to you by my recently completed short story, Routine Maintenance. Assuming, Ms. Reisz finds it acceptable, it will be included in the erotica charity anthology, FELT TIPS. This one is for MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.
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Hands shaking, Kara unfastened the buttons of her blouse. Her pulse raced as she slipped the material from her shoulders and shrugged it off. She draped the shirt over the counter beside the copy machine.
“The bra, too. I want to see all of you,” Jacob instructed.
The quiet command in voice tightened her stomach into a smoldering knot of desire.
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Without further ado…
NOW AVAILABLE AT SMASHWORDS.COM
ACE in the Hole:
Twenty year old, Marley Drake is smokin’ hot and she knows it. In search of her next Sugar Daddy, Marley hits a trendy downtown bar with her best friend, Amy. What she finds may just be the jackpot–if she can get past the fact that he’s at least three times her age and a bit creepy. She realizes Professor VonHessen is much more than he appears when he introduces her to his robotics masterpiece, ACE; an anatomically correct android built for sex.
ACE in the Hole is available from Smashwords.com and will soon also be available at Amazon and Barnes and Noble websites.
I’ve decided to take one of my erotic short stories and self publish it with Smashwords. I even dug out my old copy of Paint Shop Pro and downloaded some images to work with from iStockphoto.com. I haven’t done graphics work in a while. I have to say, I really enjoyed it.
Anyway, here is my six sentences– from ACE in the Hole, my soon to be published erotic e-book.
Marley lifted a brow. She didn’t know many geeks with stretch limos. A tingle ran along her flesh. Jackpot.