I’m so excited! Michelle’s released a fantastic new Del Fantasma from Aspen Mountain Press!

Author: Michelle Hasker
Artist: Nikita Gordyn

ISBN: 978-1-60168-066-2
Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Aspen Mountain Press
Publication Date: October 2007
Sexual Content:

Price: $3.49

This story is HOT!  I love a great paranormal and damn, she does a great job.  I loooove a great twist or two and this one’s already getting high marks from reviewers!

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So Maura had this idea…let’s do a flash fiction piece every Friday, under 750 words! I think it’s a grand idea so here we go!

Warning, the following is unedited and may be adult in content.

One entry caught her attention. On the Mating Rituals of the Kitsune. A traveling merchant had come upon a kitsune in his travels. Alaya turned the page and gasped. Her heart slammed in a primal rhythm. Dark lust stroked her. An image of a man with long red hair and a body built by gods, cut and thick in all the right places stared back at her. His amber eyes regarded her beneath slitted lids. Naked with a woman wrapped around his body, grasping his cock between strong hands.

Alaya blinked. He was a drawing, in a book! Granted, she let her gaze slide over the hard edge of his chest, down the ripple of his abdomen, he was a very detailed drawing! She shook her head and tried to clear out the buzzing of lust roaring through her body.

A loud banging echoed from below the window. Alaya slammed the book shut, and shivered at the sudden cool breeze. She wiped the sweat off her brow and set the book on the dusty sheet next to the old trunk.

Another round of hard rapping below had her scrambling out of her comfortable spot. She shoved off the chair and raced down the stairs, brushing her soaked bangs off her forehead with an impatient swipe.

“I’m coming!” She jumped the last two steps and jogged to the front door. With an impatient tug on the lock, she pulled the old oak door open wincing at the heavy creak. Those hinges really needed to be oiled.

“Can I help you?” The question died on her lips when she caught sight of her visitor. A vision of leather and lust greeted her at the door. He stood at an angle, the flow of his body at odds with the tension radiating from his shoulders. Ash colored hair flowed down Mr. Dark and Dangerous’s back, coming to rest on the curve of his ass. He easily topped her by at a good foot or so. He turned to her with a killer smile and a dimple, silver reflecting off the odd color of his hair.

“Alaya Bellemore?” The soft-spoken question had her leaning closer to hear him. He pursed his lips and took a slow inhalation.

She watched a dark emotion cross his perfectly formed face before it smoothed to calm once more.

Alaya cleared her throat and tried to slow her racing heart. “Yes, that’s me.”

He nodded and lowered his sunglasses. Ice blue eyes beckoned. She glanced behind him and noticed a sweet motorcycle parked in the driveway.

Get a grip, girl! Her mind whirled with lust. A soft smile teased his lips and Alaya wondered why anyone would be looking for her at this house. Her Mother’s house.

“I’m sorry, are you sure you’re looking for me?”

“Can I see some form of identification? I have a delivery here for Alaya Bellemore and I have to make sure you—” His smile turned predatory. “Are the intended.”

Without taking her eyes off the tall and handsome delivery man, Alaya pulled open the drawer of the entryway stand. She grabbed her license with fumbling fingers and handed it to him. “I don’t have to tell you that you look nothing like any delivery boy in my neighborhood.”

With a quick glance and a smile he gave it back. She slipped it into her back pocket. He reached inside his leather jacket and pulled out an odd-sized envelope.

Its wrapper was an iridescent blue. The large square seemed packed full of something, sort of like an invitation. He held it toward her. Alaya Bellemore was elegantly penned across the front.

“Touch the envelope please, Alaya.” He held it with bare hands, so she knew it wasn’t dangerous. Maybe.

She took a soft breath and tentatively brushed her index finger against it. A sudden violent sneeze erupted, squeezing her eyes shut and forcing her to cover her mouth. “Excuse me.”

“Of course, Mistress.”

She opened her eyes and blinked. The envelope was now a rich burgundy.

“How did you do that?” She took the envelope from him and turned it over, wondering if he’d slipped a different one to her. Her name was now a shining silver, almost glowing against the envelope’s dark paper.

He stared at her, his eyes shimmering dark. For a moment, pity darkened his lovely face. “You’ve been confirmed. All instructions will be in the envelope. See you soon, Alaya.” She watched him slip on his sunglasses and head back to his bike.

It was definitely time for that drink.

I have a new free read available! Check it out! It’s in Changeling Press’s New Ezine edition.

Here’s a quick link to my story!

Reminding you guys about the chat at Realms of Love…9pm EST.  Most of the authors there are writing for Aspen Mountain Press’s Del Fantasma series.  And let me tell you…it’s AMAZING.

They’ll be there to answer any questions you may have on the open ended series.  Celie Kyle, a newbie to Aspen will be there as well!  She’s an amazing author with Changeling.

Michelle Hasker from Loose-Id, Whiskey Creek Press Torrid, and Aspen Mountain Press with be there.  Her vampires are HOT!

Michelle Hasker, Screaming Orgasm

Tara’s not looking for love, and will go to great lengths to avoid becoming intimate with a guy. Brandon is tired of taking no for an answer. He loves Tara, and when a mysterious stranger takes a very active interest in her, it’s time to stake his claim.

Celina Summers, The Reckoning of Asphodel

Tamsen witnesses the cruel murder of her parents at the hands of her uncle, a powerful mage.  Escaping, she hides out for six long years waiting for her revenge.  With the help of the elves she ventures into her uncle’s world of political maneuvering, not knowing who to trust as she plans her long awaited reckoning.

Pearl Jones, Reach Out and Touch Someone

The phone company finally got something right!  A sexy repairman and a repressed goddess work together to get all systems operating again.  Is it really possible to find love at first sight?

Come on out and have a BLAST!!!

10,804 for the week.  On Friday I had to fight off a cold and Saturday I slept for most of the day.  I finished one of my six wips.  Christmas Belle is done!  And off to my editor.

It’s time for me to get to work, so I’ll see you all on Wednesday checkin.

Tell me guys, what’s the most difficult part to write in a story?  The beginning, the middle or the end?  Is it the sex, the relationship, or the villain?

For me it’s the first cataclysmic event in the story…the spot where everything changes within the main character’s world/perception.  It’s so important to get it right.  I stress over it.

Hope your week’s starting out right!

Later,

Dawn

Sweating with Sven started out with a Bang. I kicked out almost 2K, not bad considering the amount of time I’d actually had to work on it. Here’s a tasty tidbit from yesterday’s mad rush.

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Come Join me at Realms of Love!!!

Myself, Aline de Chevigny, Michelle Hasker and Maura Anderson will be chatting on Friday, October 12 at 6:00 Pacific time in the Realms of Love chatroom.

We’ll be talking about our newest releases as well as those we have coming up. There will be exciting excerpts, prizes and great conversation with my fellow Aspen authors.

I can’t wait to see what these ladies are up to and I’m looking forward to seeing you there!

Dawn

It’s 93.  Yes 93 days but since it’s over the winter holidays (Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s and 3 King’s Day), it gives a bit of leeway for you to spend time with family.  Or take that much needed vacation.  Alison Kent has reopened her Sven writing challenge.  I’ve signed up to complete 10 wips.  All about 15K or less each.  So barely novella size.  It can be done!  I know it can.  It had better *WEG*  So, Alison, I take your challenge.  93 days and 10 wips.  She also has a *nano option* if you’re doing nanowrimo this year!  It will be done.  It doesn’t begin until the 15 of October! 

So what have YOU been up to lately?

Oh yummy. It’s up on the Coming soon page!!! But here is my unbelievable cover art! Reneé George is an artistic goddess!

A bite by a demon leaves Elena cursed. When the dark mark of the succubae entwines with her soul, she becomes the enemy, one who drains the élan vital or life force of her victims. Now she is the hunted. And the one place she could find refuge is with a demon. Drake Oblivion, dark demon of lust. For a price, all things are possible, but will a cure be worth the cost of her soul… or heart?

For Drake, a millennium of lust is the icing on the cake of demonic life. When the sexy bartender asks for his help, he can’t help but agree. But things aren’t always what they seem. An enemy has created a double edged sword in the luscious curvy body of the passionate woman. He’ll have to successfully bind her soul to his or die. For once the succubae has you, you are bound in lust to her unto death.

Okay, I got Shinied today.  What does that mean?  It means I go along and suddenly see something “shiny” (Like oooh pretty!) and get lost for an hour or so.  So I put in my characters from the upcoming Trilogy with Changeling in the generator.  Here’s what they have for me.

Drake Oblivion, Demon of Lust:

The Great Archives determine you to have gone by the identity:
Duke of Gomorrah

Known in some parts of the world as:
Parasite of Blood

The Great Archives Record:
Thirsty, unstoppable and vicious.

Hmmm, that’s fitting.  *WEG*

Elena Donovan, Drake’s new consort and victim of a succubae possession:

The Great Archives determine you to have gone by the identity:
Princess of Night

Known in some parts of the world as:
Concubine of The Horned One

The Great Archives Record:
Sworn to one more ancient than the devil.

 

Concubine to the Horned One, eh?  This link is now in my favorites!