Monday, September 13, 2010

Dark Rising Excerpt...

“What the hell is going on?” She demanded hobbling into the room. “What are you doing here?”
“Ana you’re up.” Maria turned to her and looked about as stunned to see her up and about as she was to find them talking in the library.
“No shit. What is Eric doing here?”
Maria frowned, looking confused. “Whose Eric?”
“Whose Eric?” She pointed the silver blade in his direction. “That’s Eric.”
“Ana,” he began. “I can explain.”
“You’d better.”
“I’m not Eric, I’m Vincent.”
“Vincent?” She shook her head. “Who the fuck is Eric?”
“There is no Eric. I’ve been watching you, trying to protect you from Erzabel.”
Pressing her hand against her side, she glared at him. “Well, you did a shitty job of that!”
His jaw tightened in anger and who knows maybe even sorrow. “I know.”
“Ana he did save you.” Maria had her arms folded across her chest and she had the nerve to look pissed off at Ana’s comment.
“Don’t you dare get mad at me! I’m the one who got dragged into this whole damned thing. You and your husband just threw it at me one day and said ‘here it is’.”
She stepped closer to Eric and it was then that she noticed something very strange. The golden brown eyes that had seemed to capture her by the lake were now a bright red. She gasped her gaze drifting to his slightly parted lips. He couldn’t be, a vampyer.
Her grip tightened around the knife as images of Paul and his cruel sacrifice flashed through her head. Anger heated her veins and before she knew what she was doing, she was in front of him the point of the dagger pressed against his chest, directly over his heart. She looked up into his eyes. Those familiar eyes that had once been golden brown and now the red color of her enemy.
Her hand trembled as she pressed against the blade just a little harder. She couldn’t deny the attraction she had to him or even the deep feeling of familiarity that made no sense to her. Nor could she deny her anger or rage for his kind. The ones who had already taken so much from her and the people who had chosen to watch over her. “You lied to me.” Her voice was a whisper but her intent was clear.
“How?” His voice was gentle and his eyes never wavered from where they were locked on hers.
“You never said you were a vampyer.”
“You never asked.”
“You’re one of them.” It wasn’t a question.
He shook his head. “No, I’m not.”
“Think about it Ana if he was one of them why would he be helping us protect you? Why would we be here at his home right now only after he stopped them from killing us both?”
Her eyes narrowed and hatred briefly sang through her veins. “You’re a vampyer, that’s enough for me. I should kill you right here.”
In a flash, his hand shot out and closed around her wrist. For a moment she thought he might twist her hand or squeeze forcing her to release her grip on the knife but he didn’t. He pushed it more against his chest never taking his eyes from her.
“Push hard and fast. You must make sure it goes all the way through my heart or you’ll just piss me off.”
“You think I won’t do it?”
He chuckled, shaking his head. “I think you might but it doesn’t really matter anymore. My heart died a long time ago.”
“Or maybe you’re just fucking with me.”
“Believe me, I wouldn’t go through all this trouble to fuck with you. You’re not that interesting.”

A taste of what's to come!!! Stay turned for more soon and don't miss an upcoming excerpt of Blood Tears my newest Scifi Paranormal.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Erotic Romance...

Hey everyone,

Sorry it has been so long since I posted but things have been so crazy busy here. With school work, working on three new novels and with working I have scarcely had time for much else. Anyway, I was thinking about the erotic romance genre that we all love so much. Now, many times I thought I really romance and I do but I don't to cut the erotic of it seems much like cutting off the makeup a woman is wearing that enhances her beauty. This is kind of how I feel about sex in a book. To be without the story is still good but there is nothing wrong with enhancing the beauty of the story and of the characters. Turning up the heat can really make a story burn and sizzle making it a very enjoyable read with a nice glass of wine.

So, after searching for a bit I realized that me and alot of my friends are on the forefront of Erotic Romance publishing which is a major hit online. Now, for those reading this who disagree, first I don't know why you are here and second there is a big difference between pornography and erotic romance. Pornography is absent of any storyline and this is essential in erotic romance. I found a link that is just like RWA but for writers who like it hott! I plan on joining it as soon as I get a little extra cash. I agree with Nora Roberts when she says, "All forms of writing need to be respected and it is time for Romance in all forms to do much of the same thing." Just because we write erotic romance and enjoy it doesn't mean that we are oversexed, strange women who masturbate at our computers *rolls eyes*. Sex is a part of life. A part all of us enjoy why do we always try to deny this and keep it hidden behind the red door? This is the twenty first century isn't it time that we as women, we as authors embrace every ounce of our woman hood including our sexuality and letting go of our fear of saying yes I enjoy writing erotic romance and I enjoy reading it as well.