Monday, October 31, 2011

Quick Six PRO with Kiki Howell

This Halloween, I'm delighted to have one of the greats of the paranormal erotic romance genre here at Donuts & Desires. We're talking shop with Quick Six, these days--all about the business of writing.
Quick Six PRO
Interview with Kiki Howell

Q: What's hot on the market these days?

Kiki Howell: From my perspective it would be paranormal and urban fantasies, which are heavy on the suspense and even crime, especially when paired with the erotic genre. Want to get even hotter? Throw in some M/M and M/F/M pairings. But again, I see things from my “world” - the authors and publishers I am around. So, as far as numbers go, I could be totally off here ;)

Q: What's the most time-consuming part of a writer's life?

Kiki Howell: I think the writing and promo come in about even if the work is novel length. Shorter works, an author will spend much more time in promoting the work than they did writing it. Promo is never ending. And why, yes, a new book releases and you promote it heavier than the others for awhile, you are always promoting your backlist.

Q: What should a writer's priority be?

Kiki Howell: To be honest, to be fully involved and motivated in every step of the process whether they like that step or not. You have to give 110 % of yourself from the research to the writing to the contracts and forms to the editing to the promo to playing nice with others if you want to be successful in this business. No, it isn’t easy, but if one part lacks, and the whole becomes scarred, slightly or heavily.

Q: How do you handle a bad review?

Kiki Howell: I try to remind myself of personal opinion, of the books that have left me wanting or that were just excruciating to get through, that many others whether friends or Goodreads or Amazon ratings have said were great. So much of reading is personal opinion, it has to be or there would not be so many genres. The only things that really get to me about a bad review, my personal list that have happened to me: reviewers says they didn’t finish the book - then they don’t really have enough info to form a review per say other than saying they didn’t like it enough to finish it; when the reviewer gets plot points wrong - so they must have skimmed through or actually not finished it – so again they shouldn’t have reviewed it; when they start the review with ‘I don’t like this genre’ – then again they shouldn’t have agreed to review it.

Q: What makes an editor great or...not so great?

Kiki Howell: I have worked with many great editors who have made my work fantastic, beyond what I could do with it. All I ask for is mutual respect when editing. I had an editor once, from a publishing house I am no longer with, who made mean comments all through the manuscript rather than just asking me to change something. For example, this one sticks out to me, rather than just asking me to change a word, the editor said, ‘Are you serious? So you really think a reader of erotica is going to know what this word means?’ Yeah, not sure who should be more offended there. But, a simple find new word, this one doesn’t really work for me, would have sufficed.

Q: Do you have a preference for short stories or longer works?

Kiki Howell: I go back and forth in my reading and my writing. I like to really put myself into a novel, having a good several months to really crank it out, totally immerse myself into the research and the writing. But when I am done with it, I need to write a few shorter works to give my brain a break from the long twisted braids of the longer plot. Then I am back and ready to get into another long one. I tend to do this in cycles too along with my families schedule. Summer when I have everyone home (teacher husband too), that is a time for shorter works! LOL I do the same with reading, devouring a series, then a few shorter ebooks after that. I think it is really about time before satisfaction too.

Kiki Howell is author of A Questionable Hero, a novella

Born of a mortal woman but raised in Hell by the demon that sired him, Abdamas is a Halfling—proof incarnate of the war between good and evil that exists in each of us. Shaebiel is an angel warrior earning her ultimate salvation in Heaven by fighting demons like Abdamas who are in search of human souls on Earth.

In the heat of a raging battle , Abdamas sees Shaebiel and wants her. When the blade of another demon aims for her, Abdamas is injured himself trying to save her. Shaebiel can’t believe a demon has rescued her from certain death and takes her questionable hero home with her to heal him.

As they both fight and surrender to their desires, the conflict around them continues, and there is Heaven and Hell to pay for their actions. Through divine intervention they are offered a gift. But Hell is nowhere near finished with either of them, and the stakes are getting higher and higher.

Can a questionable hero sacrifice enough to redeem himself in the eyes of Heaven so that he may claim the love of an angel?

"Not a stranger to Kiki Howell's work I was once again impressed with her ability to create a tale like no other. My experiences have always been more around magic, spells and witchcraft with her work. But in this one she really goes in a different direction. The result is a passionate, suspenseful and thrilling novella that leaves the reader breathless and wanting more." ~Bri at Romancing the Book

"I recently finished up the wonderful paranormal romance "A Questionable Hero" By Kiki Howell. Once I started reading this love story I had a difficult time getting my nose out of my Nook and back into reality since it was action packed from start to finish with very little breathing room in between the pages! ~Punky’s Book Raves

“A Questionable Hero kept me pulled into the storyline from page one and I read it in one sitting. You realize quickly that the battle between good and evil aren’t black and white, there are shades of gray. If you like a fast hot read, with a touch of paranormal, and good versus evil thrown into the mix, then I would recommend this book.” ~Gracen Miller, Author of Pandora’s Box

Genres: Urban Fantasy (Angels and Demons), Erotic Romance
Adult Content Warnings: Explicit Graphic Language and Violence


Sunday, October 30, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday~A Tale of Fur and Flesh, Shapeshifter Erotica

I am in love with a Scottish wolf.

He's one of the shapeshifters from my new erotic fairy tale, A Tale of Fur and Flesh, and this Six Sentence Sunday I'm going to share him with you. The sex scene between the wolf and Lally, my princess on the run, is so hot (to me) because they really go at each other verbally before (and as) they go at each other physically. I'm a sucker for the dirty.

Here's my six:

She grasped for an effrontery—anything to make Wolf hold her arms against the forest floor and plough harder into her ravenous cunt. “You gut-monger!”

Wolf pulled out of her as quickly as he had entered. “Am I that, now?” he asked with a cruel lilt in his voice. Lally kept her cheek to the ground. “So the wee alley cat wants to be buggered, does she?”

Oh baby, does she ever!

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Get your FREE copy of Best Bondage Erotica 2012

Rachel Kramer Bussel is great about passing out Amazon review copies of her anthologies. Now you've got a chance to get your hands on Best Bondage Erotica 2012 at no cost. See below (excerpted from Rachel's post) for details:

Erotica fans, want to wish me a happy birthday? Review Best Bondage Erotica 2012, which should be in my hands right around November 10th! I’ll send you a free copy, you promise to review it on Amazon by December 31st (sooner is great though) on pain of evil karma forever, and you get a free book before it’s even for sale in stores. I’ve only got one small shipment coming in so sign up before they’re gone. Email bestbondage2012 at with “Amazon” in the subject line and your name and US mailing address in the body by 11/8 (or until they’re all gone). Thanks in advance! Please feel free to let any erotica lovers you know know about this.

Foreword: Use This Book for Your Kink Life Midori
Introduction: Tying Men Up: Dominant Women Storm the Pages Rachel Kramer Bussel (see below)

Melting Ice Shoshanna Evers
A Night at the Opera Elizabeth Coldwell
Darlene’s Dilemma Andrea Dale
Snow White A. R. Shannon
Trophy Boyfriend Lucy Felthouse
The Spider and the Fly Salome Wilde
Tied Down Elise Hepner
The Cupboard Under the Stairs Kay Jaybee
Suffer for Me Teresa Noelle Roberts
Dry Rub Giselle Renarde
Worth Redemption Craig J. Sorensen
Laced Elizabeth Silver
Pawns Billey Thorunn
Cumaná Helen Sedgwick
Good British Steel Lana Fox
Parting Ways Tenille Brown
Knot Alone Kathleen Tudor
The Insurrection Valerie Alexander
The Tipping Point Lolita Lopez
As Long As You Don’t Wake Me Neil Gavriel
The Weight Rachel Kramer Bussel

To read the introduction to this collection, check out Rachel Kramer Bussel's post here

Friday, October 28, 2011

New Release: A Tale of Fur and Flesh, erotic shapeshifter fairy tale

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I do believe A Tale of Fur and Flesh is my first shapeshifter story. ;-) And just in time for Halloween!

Let me tell you a bit about this new book. A Tale of Fur and Flesh was inspired by a Brothers Grimm fairy tale called Allerleirauh, about a princess escaping the clutches of her father, who is determined to take her as his bride.


My version contains a lot more shape-shifters (and a lot more explicit sex!), but it's also an HEA erotic romance, which is kinda rare for me. Like all fairy tale material, there's a deep psychological underscoring, but not to the point that it overwhelms the hot lovin' Princess Lally enjoys along her journey.

Of the wolf, the bear, the bunny, and the snake, I can't decide which shifter is my favourite. It's a tie between the Snape-like sssssnake and the coarse Scottish wolf. Have a read and see which one you prefer. Or maybe you'll crush on the good King Aelwyn as hard as Lally does.

Princess Lally was a happy child until her mother’s untimely death. It was then her devastated and distraught father locked himself away, leaving Lally to grow into adulthood without parents to care for her. When the King finally emerges after ten years, he is no longer the man Lally remembers from the halcyon days of youth. He has descended into lunacy, and is intent upon marrying his daughter.

Lally’s joy at her father’s return quickly becomes rage, and she takes refuge in the darker realms of her personality, surrounded by a forest of shape-shifting creatures. Disguised as a peasant girl under layers of furs, she seeks shelter and protection in the land of the good King Aelwyn. Will Lally remain in the dark world of the shapeshifters and succumb to the same madness that has overtaken her father, or will she find relief from her suffering in the one man who treats her with kindness?
Warnings: This title contains graphic and sexually explicit language.
Word Count: 25,400


Revere the natural world. That’s what mother taught. Honour the forest and its creatures will respect their humble visitors. But mother was gone now, so Lally climbed the mulberry tree, ripping thin sheaths of bark from its trunk. Ten years, and still father was grieving, locked alone in his chamber. Lally found a sturdy branch to sit on before tearing fruit-bearing offshoots from the great tree. Mother was dead and father was an impotent ruler. An absent parent, as well. He didn’t care a crumb about her. She’d grown into womanhood without him. If only he had died instead of mother. Mother was so knowledgeable and caring and wise. She could easily have run the kingdom on her own.

Black juice bled through pink silk as Lally smeared the fruit against her tattered gown. Tearing mulberries from their stems, she pressed them into the fabric of her slashed skirts and armless bodice. Her dress now stood dark against her pale skin. The contrast was pleasing. Her body was life costumed in death; peaceful death cloaking useless life.

“Ah, you too are dressed all in black,” Lally said to the tree snake slithering along her branch. She had no human companions.

Why shouldn’t she speak to the creature? “Why do I exist?” she asked him. “I have no purpose, no friends, no utility. If she ceased to be, who would miss the abhorrent princess?”

“I dare s-s-s-say,” a throaty voice hissed. “I should miss you greatly.”

The unanticipated response shook the princess. Nearly falling from her branch, Lally jerked around to see who addressed her. She had not heard any person’s approach, and indeed saw no man about.

“Who speaks?” she commanded. “Reveal yourself.”

“As you desire, your highness-s-s.” As the dark voice replied, a gust of wind forced Lally to grip the wide branch with all her might. The small tree snake grew and grew, sprouting human arms and legs. The flesh of his core was formed of black snakeskin, gleaming like chainmail. With his newly-formed human hands, he rubbed his snake’s head to reveal a human countenance. Long hair shone black as his eyes, but his face was pale as winter.

So the tale was true! The villagers believed all forest creatures to possess human wisdom. But, despite their capacity to take on fleshly form, it was said they only did so over matters of great import.

Lally’s heart leapt from her breast to her mouth. She was utterly unable to speak. Snake’s eyes, partially veiled by raven locks, shone like two candles in a cavern. Great insight glowed from the dark gaze of this manly being. It was as though he viewed her from a distance, but knew precisely what she desired. To touch his drawn cheeks, caress his thin pink lips, to feel the smooth black diamonds upon his chest...

A Tale of Fur and Flesh is Now Available

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Rick Mercer's Teen Suicide Rant

Without editorializing, here's gay Canadian satirist (and my source for Canadian news and views) Rick Mercer on making it better NOW:

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

A Tale of Karma and Television

This happened over a year ago, when I was sitting in my girlfriend Sweet's living room, typing away on my laptop, happy as a clam.

Sweet came storming into the room and, completely out of the blue, hollered, "At eight o'clock I'm watching Big Brother. If you've got a problem with that, you can just go upstairs. I don't want this to be a whole big argument. If you don't want to watch it, take your laptop and write for the hour."

I looked at her like she had three heads. We hadn't been talking, hadn't even been in the same room, and suddenly she's coming at me like a hurricane? And all because of Big Brother? It was so unlike her. Very, very bizarre.

So I said, "It's your house, watch whatever you want," trying not to sound as defensive as I felt.

Okay, I can be a little critical of Sweet's tastes, especially when it comes to American pop culture and reality TV. Maybe she takes things to heart more than she lets on. Maybe my little jabs had been building up inside of her.

Even if that's the case, her outburst was so weirdly unprovoked that it kind of made me want to laugh. I wanted to ask her, "Why are you getting so worked up over some stupid TV show?"

But I didn't say anything, just closed my computer and watched my Sweet pick up the television remote. She turned the TV on, but there was only a blue screen. She asked me, not accusingly at this point, if I'd changed any settings or if I'd had the TV on when she was at work during the day. I hadn't. She flipped through settings, trying to get a signal, but... nothing.

The cable was out.

Now, I'm sure I'll sound like a horrible person when I say this, but in that moment I felt a tad vindicated. Ha ha, you let TV take control of your emotions, and now you don't get to watch your show. Karma's gonna getcha every time, babe.

I know. I sound mean. And, in fact, I felt mean, thinking that way. There's just something so satisfying, whether it's your karmic debt or somebody else's, in seeing it resolved with such immediacy.

Instead of being a bitch about it, I chose to recognize my girlfriend's disappointment. There was nothing she could do about missing the TV show she wanted to watch (the cable was out for another two days after that). Sweet could have spent that whole night irritable, but she didn't. She brought out her DVD collection and we sorted through movies until we found one we both wanted to watch. Karma resolved, it turned into an unexpectedly cozy evening.

And for Karma unbelievers, this is complete coincidence: You're mean to me, the TV is mean to you. It sounds silly, I know. I know, but I don't care. Keeping Karma at the forefront of my mind encourages me to do good and avoid meanness. I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks that way.


Monday, October 24, 2011

Quick Six PRO with Tamara Monteau

Quick Six PRO
Interview with Tamara Monteau

Q: What's the most time-consuming part of a writer's life?

The edits. Even the most skilled writer knows he/she cannot write perfect prose in one pass. It takes a lot of careful reviewing, making changes and re-changes, until you have a marketable piece. I can write a novel in a couple of months, but I review it so many times I memorize most of it before I’m done. And that’s before the pros get their hands on it.

Q: On the topic of ebook piracy, hunter or head in the sand?

Hunter, I suppose, though I wouldn’t begin to know how. Certainly I don’t mind people borrowing books – that’s what we have libraries for. To me, e-book piracy ranks right up there with music and movie piracy. After all, it’s copyrighted material.

Q: How do you handle a bad review?

I try to look at the positive points, if any were made – try to find something to focus on. I try to look for the constructive criticism, and if there isn’t, and it’s a really bad review, I get upset. I suppose most of us would. But that doesn’t diminish my belief in my work, and if one person didn’t like it, I look to the many who have told me just the opposite.

Q: What advice do you give aspiring authors?

First, read. Know your genre. Do your research. Read others’ works in your genre and get a feel for the method, then try to develop your own. Make certain your ideas or plots don’t too closely mirror someone else’s. Then pick up a pen and start going. Share what you’ve written with trusted friends, teachers, or other writing professionals and take to heart the constructive criticism you receive. They can help guide you while you perfect your craft.

Q: If you've ventured into self-publishing, what are the pros and cons?

Well first, you get what you pay for. Self publishing is a great way to expose your work, and get it out to the world without the hassle of contacting traditional houses. It gives you complete autonomy, but it also places all the burden on you. Self-publishing can be very expensive, because you’re basically contracting the publisher to do the work for you, and even editing services run up big bucks. Still, had I not put my first book out through one of those, I would not have taken the initiative to write the rest, and helped me further develop my characters and style. Then, one fine day, as luck would have it, I came across Secret Cravings Publishing’s site and took a chance with my fourth book. Lo and behold, they contracted all four! I guess Lady Karma was on my side that day.

Q: Do you find yourself writing for the market and not for YOU, or self-censoring in any way?

I write more for myself than anyone else. I take great joy in communing with my imaginary friends and hearing their whispers. I get involved with them, often to the exclusion of all else, when the muse kicks in. The act of writing, of putting my thoughts down on paper (more or less) is as necessary to me as the food I must consume. It is a passion, and a deeply satisfying pleasure. I wouldn’t bend to any critic. My stories are what they are. I hope only that others like it as much as I enjoy writing it.

Tamara Monteau is author of:
Twilight Destiny
(Haven's Realm 1)
Tamara Monteau
Erotic Contemporary, Paranormal, Vampires
(3 flames)

Joshua MacAaron led a solitary existence until the night he crossed paths with Catherine Mills. From the first, her innocent joy and strength invaded the most secret parts of his long-quiet heart. He felt inexplicably and irresistibly drawn to her, until at last he resigned himself to the fact that they were destined to meet, even though he knew the decision to involve himself with the young mortal could mean the end of his existence.

Katie led a simple life, ruled by order and practicality. She had no time for romance, had never given it thought, until the night a stranger stepped into her life. Joshua’s old-fashioned, Scottish mannerisms and extraordinary good looks awakened her heart to new and unknown
yearnings. When she discovered that the man she’d learned to love was a vampire, she became torn between fear she couldn’t control and an almost desperate longing.

Saturday, October 22, 2011

New Release & Contest: The Finer Things

Win my new erotic romance short, The Finer Things, published by Secret Cravings. Keep Reading to find out how!

As soon as Melanie arrives home for summer break, she remembers why high school in her absentee parents' house was such a trial. Her parents' maid Sinta is her favorite person around...until Melanie meets Sinta's son Jansen. He's not at all what Melanie anticipates of someone in work clothes, and she's blown away when he mentions that they actually attend the same university. When Jansen offers Melanie a summer job at the factory of his employ, she surprises herself by accepting the position. She's amazed at how good it feels to work hard and go home exhausted -- and making out in the parking lot during their lunch hour is just the icing on the cake!

Story Excerpt

“Hey, you’re avoiding crack, too!” Melanie realized right away that she’d misspoken, and she could feel the flush rising in her cheeks.

Jansen was laughing before she could correct herself. “Avoiding crack?” he chuckled. “You bet I am. Just say no, that’s my motto.”

The cracks,” Melanie said, feeling utterly fallible. “You’re avoiding the cracks in the sidewalk. That’s what I meant.”

Sliding his hand into hers, Jansen pressed his palm flush to Melanie’s, weaving their fingers together. “Step on a crack, break your mother’s back. I’m not taking any chances.”

It was silly to feel so short of breath. He was only holding her hand…and still, this moment meant more to her than sex had meant with some other guys. What she was feeling now, with Jansen, was something not entirely innocent but not purely sexual either. It was something she wanted to hold onto, something she’d be heartbroken if she lost.

“I never even asked you what program you’re in at school,” she realized, gazing up at his handsome face.

The mottled sunlight filtered by leafy trees overhead dappled their bodies as they walked. “Once I finish up my Bachelor of Science I’m starting at Veterinary College. Got my pre-acceptance papers in the mail a couple weeks ago.”

“Oh my God, you’re going to be a vet?” Now Melanie knew, beyond the shadow of a doubt, this was love. Of course, she wasn’t about to admit that to him, not yet at least. He could probably tell. Jansen seemed like the kind of guy who knew what she was going to say before she said it. “That’s amazing. Vet school is so hard to get into. Congratulations, Jansen.” His name on her tongue made her dizzy in a way she’d never felt before

And then, beneath the shade of Mrs Singh’s maple tree, Jansen quieted her with a kiss. She should have seen it coming, really, and she wondered if this had been his plan, if this is why he’d asked her to come for a walk in the first place. Shut up, brain, just shut up for five seconds and enjoy this! God, was he gentle, the way he held the backs of her arms with just his fingertips, and pressed his lips impossibly softly to hers. Melanie’s system flooded with a gush of warmth while Jansen’s tongue danced in the wet heat of her mouth. Her veins felt thick with the pleasure of love, and when he pulled away slowly, she knew that nothing could ever be enough.


I've got 3 pdf copies of The Finer Things to give away. All you have to do is tell me about your favourite "finer things" in life. What qualifies as "the finer things"? Well, that answer's going to be different for everyone. I value love, of course, but I'm also a bit of a symphony groupie, and I love theatre and opera. The priciest thing I treat myself to is original art, not because I'm a rich art snob (not even close!) but because, the way I see it, I'm an artist of sorts and I feel like it's good karma to buy challenging or avant garde pieces from struggling young artists.

And I love chocolate truffles. Yummy-yummers! Can't forget those.

How about you? What "finer things" do you enjoy? Comment below. Remember to include your email address with your answer. What day is it today, Saturday? Okay, you've got until Sunday (Oct. 23, 2011) at 11:59pm EST to get your entry in.

Comment now for your chance to win: What are your favourite "finer things" in life?


Friday, October 21, 2011

A Fisting Flash for Fisting Day!

Until Jiz Lee and Courtney Trouble declared October 21st unofficial official International Fisting Day, I had no idea the act of fisting was so controversial in porn. I encourage you to read their awesome blog posts on the topic. (Jiz Lee's is here, and Courtney Trouble's here)

In celebration, I want to share with you a lesbian fisting flash. In case you've forgotten, flash fiction is a story that's really, really short. Like this one (only 300 words!):
Slowly, Carefully

Flash Fiction by Giselle Renarde

I consider everything vanilla—up to but excluding fisting.

My two gay cats look on from the bottom of the bed as Kimiko feathers her fingernails through my pubic hair.

The preliminary expedition, a solitary finger, strikes juice to rub against my clit. She strokes me slowly, carefully before pressing two fingers into my slit, tickling my insides.

With three fingers, she fucks me. Not slowly, not carefully, but with all her force, thumb thumping against my clit, pinky brushing my asshole. She bites her lip as she reams me, until a fingernail catches my flesh and I squeal in anguish.

Apologizing, Kimiko rubs my clit with the pad of her thumb. Slowly, carefully, she curls her pinky between three fingers and creeps them inside me. She’s intent on the task, gazing worshipfully into my cunt.

Her thumb slides to her palm as her fingers turn, little by little, slowly and carefully, inside me. They writhe and curl, wet with lube, undulating like sea life. I breathe with Kimiko, opening my body to her, expanding to make room for her knuckles. We focus on each other as she penetrates me, her dark eyes full of adoration.

She’s in me to her wrist before I realize the feat we’ve accomplished. This is a trust exercise. This is love. I am full of Kimiko. She fulfils me, slowly and carefully. Good thing she has small hands.

Coming back out is just like going in, but in reverse. I ease up to release her from my cunt. She turns within me and, slowly, carefully, withdraws.

My two gay cats snuggle in beside us. After Kimiko washes up, I eat her pussy. She comes hard against my lips, and then we all go to sleep.

I consider everything vanilla—up to and including fisting.


Thursday, October 20, 2011

Sapphic Signs: The Lady Wants More

Another Thursday, another Sapphic Signs book to tell you about! This week it's:

The Lady Wants More
by Adriana Kraft

Janet Baxter keeps her post-divorce life neatly compartmentalized: Secure job, spacious Westchester County home, successful adult children, dependable community volunteer activities. So, why is she drawn to attend her twenty-year college reunion in New York City?

Always a free spirit, Brenda Cassidy is comfortably bisexual and has no plans to settle down. But a fling? The reappearance of svelte, reserved Janet Baxter in Brenda’s life is nothing less than a gift, worthy of every enticement Brenda can conjure up. Can Brenda seduce Janet into an endless night of the lovemaking they enjoyed too briefly as college roommates? What if the lady wants more?


Brenda spun around to face Janet when they got to the far corner of the dance floor. She knew Janet would prefer to be in the corner rather than on the front edge where bar patrons could easily gawk at them. She, herself, preferred center stage but—she grinned at her partner—tonight she’d cater to Janet’s desires. She just wished she could get a better read on her former roommate’s desires. Did they include her, yet? There was no need to rush things now that they’d reconnected after all these years.

Brenda had already decided that Janet needed, once again, to break out of her shell and get on with her life. Of course she’d often been accused of making quick judgments, if not rash ones. But surely the universe hadn’t crossed their paths just so they could share a drink and swap life stories. While she wasn’t looking for a permanent relationship, whatever that was, she was always on the lookout for a relationship that might offer enough challenge and spice to keep her going for more than a night or two.

Brenda grinned at Janet. She knew for certain this tall dark haired women with gorgeous long legs could provide ample challenge and spice for some time. She held out her hands, interlaced her fingers with Janet’s and listened for the beat to the fast paced hip hop music. At arm’s length they swayed and stepped to the music. They circled each other.

Brenda filled her lungs. Her body throbbed with the music. Her brain clicked into hypersensitive mode—once again, she’d become the huntress. “Are you ready for me?”

Janet grinned and nodded. She dropped her hands, spun around and reached for Brenda again.

Smiling, Brenda blew her partner a kiss. She was pretty sure Janet hadn’t heard her words over the band. Yet clearly Janet also delighted in pulsing to the music. Brenda had never seen her more free than on the dance floor—well, and occasionally in her arms. Their lovemaking always began tentatively, with Janet fighting some sort of war in her mind, heart and body. Brenda grinned and squeezed Janet’s fingers. Once unleashed, Janet had never failed to embrace their lovemaking with a zest that astonished Brenda every time. She’d never been with a lover who surprised her as much as Janet.

The third song shifted from fast to slow. Brenda didn’t hesitate. She nestled her body naturally against Janet’s. Her thighs slipped around Janet’s right knee. Janet gasped, and then perhaps not wanting to make a scene, settled her arms around Brenda’s lower back. Avoiding eye contact, Brenda rested her head on Janet’s shoulder, where she appreciated the rise and fall of Janet’s pert breasts. As usual, Janet’s chin came to rest atop Brenda’s head. They swayed together as if they formed an island on the otherwise crowded dance floor.

Brenda wished she knew what Janet was thinking, if she allowed herself to think at all. Gradually, Brenda’s hands slid down over Janet’s tiny rump. She felt Janet’s thong through the skirt fabric. She was surprised to discover her former lover had chosen such a risqué undergarment. Brenda closed her eyes and nestled closer as Janet’s hands moved to rest on her rump. Although they never traveled lower, Brenda was thrilled to think Janet wasn’t totally uninterested. She wet her lips and peeked again at the rise of Janet’s breasts. She blew warm breath across Janet’s cleavage knowing full well her nipples would harden in response, if they hadn’t already.

You can get your copy of The Lady Wants More from Torquere Press

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

New Site: True Author Ghost Stories

I was inspired by all the scary books I've read, all the ghostie TV shows I've watched (is anybody else in love with the Rescue Mediums?), but most of all I was inspired by one little paranormal experience and the desire to share it.

So I got other authors on board and created True Author Ghost Stories, a site where the published authors we love share their encounters with the strange, the supernatural, the paranormal.

Here's the introduction I wrote for the site:

A fond hello to all readers, writers, and paranormal enthusiasts!

Thank you for visiting True Author Ghost Stories. My name is Giselle Renarde and I write queer fiction and erotica for a living. Every committed author is, I submit, an avid reader at heart, and I can't remember a time when I didn't enjoy reading a good ghost story. When I was a child, I devoured scary stories. My spine would tingle, my hairs stand on end, and when I got very frightened my eyes would well with tears.

I still love a good ghost story, and the very best of them are the true ones. My goal, in establishing the True Author Ghost Stories website, is to bring you true tales of the paranormal from some of your favourite published authors. Because I write erotic fiction, as do many other contributors to this site, I should warn you that many books advertised here are for adults only.

Welcome, and enjoy the site!
Bright Blessings,

My own experience was pretty mild (you can read about it at TAGS), and still it scared the pants off me. (Ok, I wasn't wearing pants at the time, but it would have done!) Keep an eye on True Author Ghost Stories, because there will soon be more tales of the paranormal from authors you love.

Monday, October 17, 2011

Quick Six PRO with BA Tortuga

Here's a quickie of a Quick Six, and well worth the read if you'd like to find out a little more about my fellow Torquere author BA Tortuga:

Quick Six PRO with BA Tortuga

Q: What's hot on the market these days?

A: For me? A little slap and tickle, a little werewolf. ;-)

Q: What's the most time-consuming part of a writer's life?

A: Writing. (I know I'm supposed to say marketing, but I write more than I market).

Q: What should a writer's priority be?

A: My priority is storytelling and being honest to the characters' voices.

Q: How do you handle a bad review?

A: I don't read my reviews, ever. If there's something in a review that is valid and that I can change, my partner tells me and I work on it. Otherwise, I find that obsessing over reviews steals writing time.

Q: What advice do you give aspiring authors?

A: Write. Every day. Whether or not you want to.

Q: Do you find yourself writing for the market and not for YOU, or self-censoring in any way?

A: Well, I do periodically write for a specific call and, oftentimes, I'm writing to fill a hole that another author has left, but mostly I write whoever's loudest. ;-)


BA Tortuga is author of:

Hey, Jealousy

Blurb: JW thinks he’s missed his chance at a romantic relationship with his best friend Rory forever, all because of a stupid moment when he was much younger. Rory wants JW desperately, but he knows his buddy just isn’t into the kind of games Rory likes to play, let alone into long-term relationship with a guy. When JW comes home from a long haul on the road, though, and finds Rory in a compromising position, he knows he’s found the way to correct his youthful mistake. Will Rory believe JW’s jealous response?

Buy Link:

Rednecks and Romance
Sometimes a fistfight can be foreplay.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - Food and the Five Body Blade

This Six Sentence Sunday happens to coincide with #BAD11. While I didn't sign up to be a part of Blog Action Day this year, its theme of FOOD got me searching for an excerpt that involves...well, food!

I'm not really sure why this one came to mind. It's from my short story Five Body Blade, when rich bitch Miki and her toy boy Theo are dining at a fancy restaurant. At this point, she's gearing up to tell him she wants to organize a gang bang with Theo and some of his college buddies. (Yeah, you heard me right)

“Do you have five friends?” Miki asked.

Theo devoured an eager spoonful of gumbo, immediately regretting his haste. It burned his palate, but he couldn’t very well spit it out. He’d just have to suffer through. After a sip of water, he answered, “I’ve never counted my friends, but yeah, there are at least five of them. Why?”

Why indeed, sweet innocent Theo. Why indeed...

Five Body Blade is published by loveyoudivine Alterotica and available from Amazon and many other etailers.


Saturday, October 15, 2011

Last Day to Win a FREE ebook!

I'm givin' it away, so if you want it, enter today!

Yup, that's right. I'm giving away an ebook to each of 10 lucky winners. This contest has been going on for a while, but today is the absolute final day to enter.

There are lots of menage and bi/pansexual-themed Giselle Renarde titles to choose from on this list, and if you'd like to find out more about any of them you can visit my Amazon page:

Or, if you want to read excerpts from these titles, you could visit All Romance and either run a search on the title or run an author search for Giselle Renarde.

Today, October 15th 2011, is the FINAL day to enter this contest.

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