Tantalizing Tuesday - Cloaked in Black

It's Tuesday! That means 200 word teaser and fabulous pictures to accompany them. I have something magical today. Check out the other great teases on the blog.

Where did her power come from? She hadn’t paused as recently or as long as he had to gather more from her partner. She didn’t look real anymore. She was as naked as the last two times he had seen her, as beautiful and mysterious as all women were, but something was different about her. She was wrapped in a darkness even his magic couldn’t penetrate.

“Lara, what happened to you?”

“You did, John. You and our son. You must be the reason I didn’t get to keep him. You must pay.”

“Pay? You’ve taken Richard. You’ve killed so many, Lara. Doesn’t your life energy die with them?”

He had been careful to choose a rocky point to stand on, but the few weeds poking through rose at her command, latching onto him. “I can’t take enough to get him back.”

“I’m sorry, Lara. Take me. Leave the others.”

“No, I don’t want you!” The plants threw him to the ground at her feet. She bent to touch him and her darkness filled him. “I want you to take this and go.”

Overcome by the grief of the woman he loved, the only woman he’d known, John began to weep.

Flasher Fiction Friday - Right and Wrong

As with other Flasher Fiction Fridays, we each write 100 words to fit the same picture. Find the other entries on the main blog.

“Beautiful,” Billy murmurs, covering my neck in kisses. My body resists. “It’s okay, honey. Everything is just right.”

It isn’t right — he isn’t my husband. My traitor body doesn’t mind, and Billy works his way down.

My head falls back, trying to imagine Billy is Max.

There is Max. He has his cock out, the one I wish was in my hand and mouth right now.

“Fuck, Jeanne, you look so fucking good,” he murmurs. I’m doing this for him. I will do this for him. Spreading my legs wider, I roll to kiss Billy. Max groans behind us.

Tantalizing Tuesday - Black Man

Remember to check out all the Tantalizing Tuesday Tales via the blog. Today I have another excerpt from Jocelyn's story, a prequel to Blue Moon House.

“Do you like that, whore? Like having a fat cock inside you?”

“I'm not a whore.”

“You are what I say you are,” he told her, beginning to thrust. Jocelyn twitched and writhed but couldn't break free. He didn't let go and she tried to catch him off guard, squirming. He wasn't hurting her, but she didn't like the way he restrained her. The more she moved, the harder and larger he seemed to become. That only made her struggles stronger. Feeling a series of throbs inside her, Will finally let her go.

Jocelyn turned to really look at the man behind her. She covered her mouth in shock when she got her first glimpse of his black skin, short curly hair and obsidian-like black eyes. There was something very strange about these people and their eyes.

“What? Who do you think you are, woman?” he asked, reaching for her hair.

“No, it's not that. I've never...” She couldn't finish the sentence without digging a bigger hole for herself.

Will snorted with derision, wrapping her hair in his hand until she had to crane her neck. “I thought you were a bad idea from the start.” Then he stalked away.

The Seawitch! - Reviewer and well, witch!

Okay, so she's not really a witch (or if she is, that didn't come up in the interview). The Seawitch has a blog where she reviews books and talks about her life. I was lucky enough to cross paths with her during the POW bloghop in September. Your reviews are interspersed with much of your daily life. What is your family's response to your blog? I'm thinking specifically of the younger people that appear in some photos.

My kids like to see themselves on my blog, my youngest gel Maddy (9) thinks she's famous now. My oldest, Stephanie (27) is a contributer and known as Gel Friday is also in a lot of my posts as we are always on the lookout for a husband for her. In fact, let me continue my head hunting here.

I might be wrong, but this is Stephanie.

Stephanie is 27, a graduate of West Virginia University majoring in Environmental Protection (tree-hugger) with a minor in Native American Studies. She went back to school to work on her Wildlife Biology but is taking a break. She loves animals and nature. She was working at AutoZone in RI until recently when she quit and moved back to West Virginia. She is about 5'3" or 4" and about 115 lbs. Quite lovely and loves to read and bake. She would like to meet an Irishman or Scotsman with the sexy accent please.

Blue Moon House in VIDEO!

Well, it's been over a month since Blue Moon House released, but I'm not done skipping around blogs! This weekend I'll be on Casual Smex Fridays and Lee Ann Sontheimer's Author in the House on Saturday. Please pop by and say hello!

Also, great news, I've finished the trailer video for Thickness of Blood! Check it out and let me know what you think!

Flasher Fiction Friday - Fateful

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“Are you ready? Peter is on his way to the church.”

Caroline sat in her window seat, posing for the photographer. Her friends and sister wore their blue dresses. It was time to go.

The photographer agreed. “All done. I’ll be right behind you,” she promised, running out to snap shots while they piled in the limo.

Caroline’s phone rang as her dad held the door for her. She had a small handbag on her shoulder that Kim was going to keep track of throughout the day.

She stopped dead and covered her mouth. “No.”

Accident on Knox. Come quick.

Tantalizing Tuesday - The Big Bed

Another snip from my prequel to Blue Moon House. Jocelyn is credited with the idea of joining their beds to provide proper furniture for their nightly orgy. Read all the other great 200 word teases at http://tantalizingtuesday.blogspot.com.

“A sheet?” Sophia asked, taking one of the far corners.

“Yes. I thought it was silly for you to keep breaking into groups when none of you wanted that. Now, you have one bed big enough for everyone.” She pulled on the fitted the sheet. “There. Perfect.” She stepped back, sitting in one of the chairs where she could touch herself and watch them play. She started hiking up her skirt, waiting.

The vampires regarded one another. Then Will picked her up and dropped her on the bed. Perching on her hands and knees, she looked around at them. “What?”

“Remove that,” Sophia said, pointing. “I don't want it in my way.”

Will obliged, pulling her dress up and free. Jocelyn curled up a little at the sudden attack. Will and Sophia weren't alone, however. Nicholas licked his lips and dove for her side, biting into her neck. Terrance took hold of her face, turning her toward his crotch. Will was lifting her again, and she felt feminine hands on her legs though all she could see was Terrance, standing erect. She opened her mouth, unsure she could satiate them all at once. She was more than willing to try.