It’s that time again at Literary Lagniappe. And first up, congrats are in order for our June winner – Ellen! And now onto the good stuff – if you’re not familiar, each month, we’ll be conducting a swag giveaway. All you have to do to enter, is to comment on each new post this month. Each time you comment, you’ll earn an entry. Want more ways to enter? Follow our Rafflecopter link below the pic and earn even more entries that way… Want to know some of the things you’ll be entering for the month of July (with a signed book from Taryn Kincaid!)? Check out the pic below (kitty cat not included LOL).
I’m excited to have the opportunity to reveal some of my ‘behind the scenes’ thoughts that went into a pivotal moment in my new Planet Alpha book, Forbidden. First, let me set up the paragraphs to follow. My heroine, Aura, has been injured by her kidnappers, the villainous Xyran aliens. She’s rescued by Alphan warriors and dropped off at a forward operating medical outpost which is populated entirely by male Alphans in various stages of recovery from battle injuries. The presence of a female is very distracting.
As Leo was struggling with how to solve this dilemma, Doctor Welwyn arrived with a worried frown, and Leo’s bondmate, Deklan, in tow. He gave his bondmate a loaded look, which Deklan returned in full. He hadn’t had any opportunity to talk with Deklan since the call had come in and was wondering what the other man thought of the hubbub. He was probably enjoying the break from the routine.
“What is she doing here?” the doctor asked as the men carefully lifted the woman’s limp form onto an empty bed. She didn’t move, and Leo again reached out to check her pulse. Still faster and weaker than it should be.
“They can’t handle these sorts of injuries in the temporary shelter.”
Doctor Welwyn shook his head as he surveyed the damage. “You’re right about that. Deklan, you assist. I’ll need your skills getting that shoulder back in place. Leo, what can we do about?” He made a gesture at the looming soldiers and the rest of the Alphan males in the vicinity who were watching with great interest.
“Men, unfold those sheets and hold them up to make a screen. Backs to the patient, please.” Blank gazes met his for a moment before the men rallied and went to work, the patient soon surrounded by a rustling curtain. He had no doubt the warriors would hold up the fabric until their arms went numb. Leo joined them, glad for a task, as Deklan and the doctor went to work on the wounded woman. There was the sound of rustling cloth, whispered instructions, and then the harsh tear of ripping fabric. As he realized they were cutting away her clothing, his blood rushed through all his veins to his groin. He’d never seen a naked woman before, and judging by the quick glances of the Alphans holding the screen around him, they were just as intrigued.
“Eyes forward,” Leo ordered, both to them and himself. Down, he commanded his hardening staff. It wasn’t honorable to be aroused by someone incapacitated by injury.
He heard the doctor murmur something about slow and steady, and there was the sound of moving bodies, then a high pitched groan. Leo’s spine prickled at the weak, anguished sound, and he couldn’t stop himself from glancing back over his shoulder and seeing both the doctor and Deklan leaning over the woman as they manipulated her shoulder. One of her legs thrashed under the sheet as she cried out for them to stop, but he couldn’t see more of her beyond the barriers of his bondmate’s flexing shoulders. Their solid connection revealed Deklan’s distress at causing her pain, and an undercurrent of professional determination to heal her. Leo sent a calming thought his way and picked up a reassuring reply.
I tried to accomplish a lot here. First, I want the reader to get a sense of how professional Leo, one of my heroes, is. He’s also resourceful (witness his quick thinking about the screen), and sympathetic to those who are suffering. All of these Alphans are working together to help someone and I think that’s an important trait in their culture. Even though they are warriors, they recognize their responsibility to those who are in distress. The reader gets a hint of the emotional ties between Deklan and Leo who are bondmates, which is the tradition of males finding a partner in fighting, training, as well as life. And finally, I had to throw in some sexual tension. These guys have never seen a human woman and it’s only natural they are intrigued.
I hope you liked this glimpse of what whet on in my mind when I was writing Forbidden.
Working to heal wounded Alphan warriors is the new duty of bondmates Leo and Deklan. Although recovered from severe injuries received on the field of battle, they are no longer fit to fight. Their orderly, all-male existence is turned upside down when an injured human female becomes their new responsibility.
Aura Tremain wakes up in an alien hospital, healing from a beating delivered by the scaly Xyrans who’d kidnapped her. Upon her discharge, two handsome Alphan men offer her refuge until she’s well enough to travel.
Even though Leo and Deklan know they will never be permitted to bond with Aura as their souls demand, they can’t ignore the desire she stirs in them. Her time with them is short, but so intense. Will the intimacies they share be strong enough to withstand the expectation that bondmates are for battle-worthy warriors? Can their passion bind the three of them forever?
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LISA: Okay Lily, spill. I am dying to know what it’s like to be taken prisoner by pirates and rescued by a… SHE GLANCES AT STONE, A HARD, MUSCLED BEHEMOTH OF A MAN By a… sexy SEAL.
STONE’S EARS GO PINK AT THE TIPS.
LILY: First of all, it was not nearly as romantic as you might think.
LILY PATS HIS HAND. Being kidnapped by pirates, I mean. That part was not romantic. The part with you was very romantic.
HE SHIFTS IN HIS SEAT.
EMILY: I imagine it was rather terrifying. SHE SHOOTS A LOOK AT STONE. The pirate part.
LILY: It was. But adventurous. SHE SIGHS. I was looking for adventure…just not that.
SARA LEANS FORWARD. Do tell us. All the details.
Not all the details. THIS, A MURMUR FROM STONE.
LILY CHUCKLES. All right. Well, my friends and I were on a ship heading for Africa when it was overtaken by pirates—
SARA: I meant the romantic part.
LILY: Oh. Right. Well. The first time I saw him, I was flabbergasted.
LISA EYES STONE’S BULGING BICEPS. He is rather…impressive.
LILY: Oh, I wasn’t impressed. I was startled. Imagine… you’re sleeping peacefully on the floor of a wretched hut on an island, when all of a sudden, this enormous shadow appears. Dressed in dark clothing, carrying a gun…
STONE: A weapon, Lily, remember? I told you about that.
SHE LAUGHS. Right. Apparently a gun is something else entirely to military men. SHE WAVES VAGUELY IN THE DIRECTION OF STONE’S LAP. LISA, EMILY AND SARA’S GAZES FOLLOW. LINGER. ASSESSINGLY. Anyway…he barges in, all covered in goo—
LILY SHUDDERS: It was rather frightening. But the really frightening part was after he pulled me from the hut and the pirates started shooting at us—
EMILY’S EYES GO WIDE. Shooting?
LILY: At us! And they hit Stone. Or something hit him. Anyway…he collapsed.
STONE FROWNS. I did not collapse.
LILY: All right. He fell down and went boom.
LILY NODS. It was a big boom. The ground shuddered.
LISA: I can imagine…
STONE’S BROW WRINKLES. Get to the part where you saved us both.
LILY: And then I saved us both. SHE LINKS HER FINGERS WITH HIS. But honestly, you saved me many more times. SHE TEARS HER GAZE AWAY FROM HIS. It really was a treacherous escape.
SARA SIGHS: Get to the romantic part.
LILY: Well, that took a while. Because Stone was resistant.
SARA FROWNS, AS THOUGH SHE REALLY DOESN’T APPROVE OF THAT NOTION.
LILY: He had this silly idea that since it was his job to save me, he probably shouldn’t kiss me.
STONE GRUMBLES A LITTLE: It really wasn’t appropriate.
SARA: But you still did it.
LILY GRINS. THE TWO EXCHANGE A GLANCE.
LISA: What else did you do?
THE THREE INTERVIEWERS EDGE IN.
STONE: Ma’am, that information is classified.
LILY SIGHS. See? That’s the trouble with dating a SEAL. Anything he doesn’t want to tell me is classified.
LISA: So…are you dating?
AGAIN, THEY EXCHANGE A SMILE.
STONE: We are…dating.
EMILY: And your father? The senator? How is he taking the news?
LILY’S CHIN FIRMS. It doesn’t matter what daddy thinks. Stone and I are together and we are determined to explore this. Wherever it takes us. Right Stone?
Absolutely. HE KISSES HER GENTLY, SWEETLY. UNCEASINGLY. UNTIL LISA CLEARS HER THROAT.
LISA: Lily. Oh, I say, Lily? Can you tell us something about Stone that no one knows?
EMILY: Something that isn’t classified?
LILY SURVEYS HER MAN, TAPPING HER LIPS WITH A FINGER. STONE TRACKS THE MOTION LIKE A HUNGRY LION. All right. He may appear to be as hard as a rock… SHE PATS HIS MOLDED CHEST. But he really is a teddy bear.
LILY: With a soft, squishy filling.
STONE: Jesus, Lily. HE GLARES AT HIS HOSTS. None of the guys on my squad are going to see this, are they?
LISA’S SMILE WIDENS. Well, that depends.
STONE: On what?
LISA: On how cooperative you are…
SARA: Yes. Tell us the really good parts and maybe we won’t send them the link.
STONE SHOOTS A LOOK AT LILY. HE TRIES TO BE FIERCE, BUT ALL CAN SEE THE UNDERLYING SMILE. You didn’t tell me your friends were ruthless, HE MUTTERS.
Oh? LILY FLUTTERS HER LASHES. Didn’t I?
And you know, in the end, Stone told us everything.
What a pity it is all classified…
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Hi Literary Lagniappe, thank you so much for having me today. I’d like to share with you all something some people are not easy to talk about, weaknesses or imperfections. I’m not saying that I’m better than others, or stronger, that I can talk about my flaws. What I’m going to talk about has helped me with my writing. I, in fact, feel grateful for them so I’m glad to talk about my weaknesses.
I have to say that I’m not really articulate. I’m rather shy; perhaps that’s why sometimes it’s not too easy for me to express what I have in my mind. Sometimes I have so many things inside my head I feel confused what I should say first.
In the past, when my BFF was still at the same office as me, he was the one who usually acted as my ‘interpreter.’ I would say something in a meeting and when it seemed that people didn’t get what I was saying, he would cut in and explain exactly what I meant. It was quite embarrassing for me, really. I was glad they didn’t just let me go. But what sometimes puzzled me was the fact that he totally got me, like he’d been in my head or something. It was no wonder he was my BFF after all.
I realized I couldn’t go on like that, especially when my BFF left the office. I lost the only person who could understand me. I had to do on my own. Here my writing came into effect. Writing helped me organize and express my mind more clearly. I had begun writing for a while but I just got to realize its effect in helping me with my speech ability.
I still have the problem but it’s not too bad. People understand me more now. :)
Separated by more than 600 miles, Zach and Drew were forced to keep in touch through phone, email, and Skype. However, as Drew showered for one of their “dates”, he wasn’t alone. Then he found out that Zach’s car crashed, leaving him in a coma. Who then came to Drew when he showered? Would he have a chance to be with Zach again?
“Zach…” He closed his eyes, snaked his arms up, and wrapped them around Zach’s neck. Zach nuzzled into Drew’s armpit, kissed his nipple, and bit it lightly, eliciting a deep growl from Drew’s throat.
“Christ, you’re so hot. I want you so much.” Zach’s hand slithered down and took Drew’s length and slowly stroked it up and down. Drew threw his head back to rest on Zach’s shoulder, moaning and gasping as the orgasm built in his cock. His hands ran through Zach’s hair, grasping it, taking Zach’s face down to his own, seeking out Zach’s lips and kissing them.
“I want you too,” Drew said, breathing into Zach’s mouth. “I want you inside me. Please.” He took Zach’s hands, sniffing, licking them, tasting himself there, and he got harder. Zach kissed him more intensely, their tongues dueling inside as if wanting to melt them into one. Zach pressed his hard-on against Drew, who mewled wantonly and began to rub himself shamelessly. “Yes, oh yes. Like that, Zach.”
To Drew’s dismay, though, Zach seemed to fade until what was holding Drew was merely a wet trail of shadows. A whisper breathed in Drew’s ear, “Later.” Zach was gone.
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Iyana lives in Jakarta, a city famous for its traffic jams, a lot of cars and motorcycles, and people selling stuff on the roads. You can spend two hours on the road going to a place you can reach in half an hour in a normal situation. Thanks to the traffic jams, though, Iyana can come up with a lot of stories, mostly shorties, as she prefers to spend the time during her trips writing into her cell phone rather than sleeping.
Another thing Iyana loves is kitties. Right now she has five of them. Their names are Larva, Nyil, Cil, Betsy, and Horus. When she doesn’t write, she plays with them, or they would play with her when she writes.
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If you hang out at all on Pinterest, you’ve probably noticed that there is no end to the number of super cute treats that keep showing up. I am constantly amazed at both the creativity and skill that some people have. I would never think to decorate cupcakes like snow cones or create watermelon pops.
Besides, it is too hot outside to spend a bunch of time in the kitchen working that out (even if the oven is off). What I prefer, is something quick, easy and shareable (that harem of men needs sustenance). That is why I have taken to freezing coffee. Just pour the coffee (I use whatever is leftover in the pot in the morning after I fill my thermos) into an ice cube tray, pop into the freezer and wait (or go to work). Those coffee cubes are then perfect for whipping up delicious frozen coffee beverages in the evening.
Frozen Coffee Delight
5-6 coffee cubes (see above)
5-6 normal ice cubes
1/2 cup of milk (whatever variety you like)
Chocolate syrup (I use Hershey and a lot of it)
Whipped cream (optional)
Chocolate shavings (optional)
Your favorite liquor (Bailey’s or Kahlua are my go-tos)(also, optional)
Place coffee cubes, ice cubes, milk and chocolate syrup (plus liquor) into a blender. Give it a good whirl until things are pretty well blended. Pour into a tall glass. Garnish with whipped cream, more chocolate syrup, chocolate shavings and anything else your heart desires. Drink with your feet up and good book in hand.
It was a very special Meet N Greet at the Nissan Pavilion (now Jiffy Lube Live) that inspired my current romance series, The Sin Pointe Novels. It’s been about seven years now, but I still remember the little things like the galaxy of cables covering the stage floor, the smell of lasagna filling the back stage hallways and the indescribable feeling of having my musical idol’s fingers hooking around my hip while we posed for our picture. I don’t even have a word for what it felt like standing in their dressing room with the clothes trunks open and the black leather hanging about. At the time I was meeting and greeting my favorite band of all time, Depeche Mode, I had no idea that I would soon become a romance author. Fresh from that incredible experience, I simply thought about those little details, trying never to lose them, never to take them for granted. I was determined to grow and take the magic of that night into everything I did from that day forward. I vowed to live by the words that Nothing Is Impossible.
A short while after that, I had a year that challenged me in incredibly different ways. With my husband deployed at war and unable to come home, my dad was killed and my grandpa committed suicide within a few months of each other. I struggled with whether to even tell hubby about it all because I didn’t want him distracted from his mission. I also feared dealing with everything on a personal level because I couldn’t be overwhelmed and still be a functioning, attentive mom to my young son.
My best solution ended up being to seal all those emotions in a hypothetical box, stick it up on the highest shelf in my closet and deal with it later.
Once hubby returned safely and we were able to mourn the losses of our loved ones together, “later” finally came.
Music, heroes, finding your breath on the open road, heartbreak we bring on ourselves and heartache that wallops us from out of nowhere, crushing regret…
I thought about all those things until one day in a brand new place in Northern Virginia with Army boxes waiting to be unpacked, I wrote a poem about a girl. She reminded me of a flower who’d fought its way up through the cracks in a sidewalk. That poem became the first Sin Pointe novel, Sidewalk Flower. Next I wrote about her best friend, a man she’d left behind in order to find her happily ever after. He needed a way out of the darkness too. His story became book two, Sin’s Flower. These last few months, after cataloguing several visits to my favorite local music spot, Jammin’ Java, I found a member of the Sin Pointe family who is a smile waiting to happen to your face. His story is book three, Sin’s Haven, where the characters live and breathe in the vibe-rich yet totally down to earth café and club that Jammin’ Java inspired for me. And to say thank you to the readers, the fourth book, Touch of Sin, is and always will be a free read.
Seven years later, I still believe that nothing is impossible. I still enjoy meeting and greeting people, watching them and learning from them. I’m equally smitten to just lurk in the dark while the music plays and see that change come to a face while they get lost in the sound. And I am incredibly thankful for each up and down. Writing has given me balance because I get to share all those boxed up feelings with you all who have unknowingly helped me not feel like it’s my load to carry alone. The best part is that so many of you have touched my life and may not even know it. Many thanks, because I know it.
Touch of Sin (A Sin Pointe Novel, #4, Free Read)
Lonerby guitarist Luke Willoughby and his band are under tight scrutiny since a press conference was ruined by a band member’s sudden vomiting attack. They’ve been suspended from the Sin Pointe tour and Luke fears they’ve blown it for good. The last thing he expects is the cute management spy sent to observe him.
No-nonsense Sarrie Walker knows exactly what she’s there to do, and makes no secret of it. Luke is impressed—and powerfully attracted to Sarrie’s strong and sexy innocence. When they end up stuck together in close quarters, Sarrie becomes dangerously irresistible—and very much off-limits. Does she hold Luke’s second chance? And if he gives in to her powerful allure, what happens to his heart?
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