Showing posts with label Hump Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hump Day. Show all posts

Saturday, May 27, 2017

He parted the crowd like some kind of god -- #WeekendWritingWarriors and #SexySnippets from Moon Point2 #shifters #paranormal #erotic #romance #mm #LGBT

Happy Sunday, lovelies!

You'll have to excuse me if there are any typos as I'm setting this up at 2 o'clock in the morning and half asleep. LOL

Anyhow, I'm sharing a snippet which continues off from last week's. 

Have a lovely day!

*This snippet has been edited to keep to guidelines. 




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Alkaline. 

He’d never been formally introduced to the lion shifter, but he knew him from sight. He had to. One didn’t manage a bar in one of the seediest neighborhoods of the city without knowing the local gangs. Besides, Alkaline wasn’t exactly easy to miss. At six foot five, with shoulder length red-blond hair, matching beard, and slightly tanned skin, he stood out wherever he went. 
Lee watched him move. His cock twitched. There was nothing submissive about the male specimen coming in his direction, parting the crowd like some kind of god. Alkaline exuded power, force, unbridled passion. 

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Sunday, May 21, 2017

Game on -- #WeekendWritingWarriors and #SexySnippets from Moon Point2 #shifters #paranormal #erotic #romance #mm #LGBT

Happy Sunday, lovelies!

Today I'm sharing a snippet from my current WIP, Moon Point2.

If you have read Alpha's Sunshine (Moon Point), in the Evernight Publishing anthology, Owned by the Alpha, today's character might sound familiar.

Enjoy and have a lovely day!


*This snippet has been edited to keep to guidelines.




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Lee glanced around. The place was packed with both men and women, tall, short, lean, fit, curvy, sexy. People dancing, chatting, drinking and having a good time. He caught the eye of a guy with dark puppy eyes and grinned. The stranger looked away, then back at him, a small smile playing on his lips. Game on. Lee started to make his way toward him when a shiver raced across his spine. The top of his ears tingled. His puma prodded him in the chest. Lee spun and his heart froze, and then jolted, pounding frantically.

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He has never been this challenged.

Sisu doesn’t play games. When he desires something, he goes after it. This time he wants the woman named May. The moment she entered the bar and his wolf got a whiff of her scent, he knew she belonged to him. The problem is she’s scared and holding back secrets. But Sisu never gives up, and this won’t be the exception.

She doesn’t trust anyone, especially shifters.

May is forced to ask shifters for help, but everything goes wrong when Alpha wolf, Sisu, interferes. He claims to be her mate, but she knows that’s impossible. Soulmates don’t exist. Besides, every time he comes near, a strong keening ache grows within her. Surely it is a warning sign for her to step away, not closer. Right?



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Wednesday, May 3, 2017

All I need is your consent.-- #midweektease from Alpha's Sunshine (Owned by the Alpha anthology) #shifters #paranormal #erotic #romance @Evernightpub

Happy Hump Day, lovelies!

Today, I'm sharing another snippet from my story, Alpha's Sunshine, from the just released Evernight Publishing anthology, Owned by the Alpha.

Today, I went for another sexy tease between our characters. Enjoy! 



“When we’re together I’ll only ever have eyes for you, May.”
May shivered. The depth of his feelings showed through the blazing intensity in his gaze. This was more than lust. This connection ran deeper than blood. Sisu didn’t need to speak for her to see it. It
radiated from him.
“When we’re apart, I’ll only be thinking about you. Your taste,” he continued, brushing his lips over hers. She gasped when he nipped her bottom bow, tugging. Pent-up arousal shot through her
system.
“Your fragrance.” Sisu buried his face in her hair. A low moan of approval came from him, ricocheting straight to her core. He twisted and pushed her back against the mattress. Looming
over her, he slid his palm down the side of her breast, over the curve of her waist and hips, and rested there. Her legs parted of their own volition and his lips curved into a sinful smile.
“When I’m not at your side, I’ll be remembering the passion in your eyes and the heat between your legs.”
He cupped her sex, one of his digits worming its way beneath the elastic of her underwear.
“The way your body responds to me and only to me,” he rumbled, entering her with two fingers.
“Sisu,” May whispered.
He took possession of her mouth, pressing his tongue and demanding for more like a persistent sledgehammer. May curled her hands over his biceps. Her mind swam with emotions and thoughts,
but her body responded to Sisu like a fine-tuned instrument waiting to be played. They broke apart, gasping for air.
“Do you have any idea how hard you make me? How desperate?” he whispered in her ear. “You bring out the wolf in me,May. I’ve yearned to make you mine from the moment I saw you. All I need is your consent.”




He has never been this challenged.

Sisu doesn’t play games. When he desires something, he goes after it. This time he wants the woman named May. The moment she entered the bar and his wolf got a whiff of her scent, he knew she belonged to him. The problem is she’s scared and holding back secrets. But Sisu never gives up, and this won’t be the exception.

She doesn’t trust anyone, especially shifters.

May is forced to ask shifters for help, but everything goes wrong when Alpha wolf, Sisu, interferes. He claims to be her mate, but she knows that’s impossible. Soulmates don’t exist. Besides, every time he comes near, a strong keening ache grows within her. Surely it is a warning sign for her to step away, not closer. Right?



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Wednesday, July 9, 2014

#WedsBrief #FlashFiction : Rain, Rain, Don't Go Away #feeltherain

Greetings darlings and a happy Hump Day all around! It's summertime, but today's snippet is all about the rain. The prompt was "have a character playing in the rain" and I think I've fulfilled the objective. Have you ever played in the rain?


 
Rain, Rain, don't go away
 
The sky was grey. No, not just grey. It was more than that. It had that ominous hue to it. The type of shade that announced impending rain. Not just any kind of rain, either. Heavy rain. The sort of rain that drowned any living thing it touched.
Anthony turned away from the window, sniffling. He leaned against the wall and delved deeper into the warm blanket. He honestly didn’t understand what appeal people found in this sort of weather. It was depressing and annoying. He fished a Kleenex from beneath a pillow and cleaned his nose. Damn weather. They were at the end of June. It was supposed to be warm, hot even, with plenty of plants in bloom and sunshine. People didn’t get colds in spring.
Like a cacophony of exploding bubble wrap, raindrops splattered against the window. He’d been right. The drops that fell from the grey clouds were heavy and unforgiving as they pounded against the pavement and—he pressed his nose to the window. It couldn’t be? He was seeing things. That medicine he was taking for this blasted cold had gone to his head. Who in their right mind would be standing outside? Yet, he didn’t move away from the window. Through the curtain of pouring water he searched. He was about to give up when the rain abated, leaving behind a soft sprinkle illuminated by a dazzling grey sky. His heart summersaulted.
Amaya.
She stood in the rain, arms stretched to the side, twirling round and round. He ran his gaze over her body, his cock twitching in response at the sight. Her pretty summer dress was plastered to her body outlining every inch of her well rounded form. Her long dark hair curled over her breasts framing them. Mesmerized, Anthony watched them fall and rise, in tempo with what had to be laughter coming from her smiling mouth. He couldn’t tell for sure form this distance, but he thought her eyes were closed. A pang of envy hit him in the chest. Her expression was one of bliss, pure happiness, even as she stood soaking in the rain. He wanted to understand, no, not understand, he wanted to experience that elation. He glanced at the sky. The sun was starting to peek through the blanket of grey. A rainbow would soon appear probably followed by the end of the storm. He looked down at Amaya again. She was still there.
“Anthony, you’re sick.”
Which was why there was no risk in doing what he was going to do. He threw back the blanket and raced down the stairs. He flung the door open and stepped outside. The rain enveloped him in a welcoming wave. The drops bounced and slid down his face and over his bare arms. They clung to his clothes and his hair like the embrace of a desperate lover.
“I was wondering when you’d stop staring and dare come down.”
Amaya grinned at him, her blue eyes sparkling brighter than ever.
“Why?”
She laughed. “Why?” She grasped his hand. Surprisingly, it was warm. “Some things don’t have any logic, Anthony.” She stepped closer. “Some things are just meant to be felt.  Like the rain, like the sunshine.” She stepped closer. “Like a kiss.”
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Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Wednesday Brief! Your Hump day dose of flash fiction!


Greetings everyone!

I'm back from my Berlin Holidays! (more of that in another post, soon, I promise) and what better way to celebrate than with a new Wednesday Brief story?!


"It was a dark and stormy night"

or

candy, crow, a length of rope

or

"When I saw his/her eyes, I just knew that..."

or

French kiss, French fry, third French object of your choice

or

penguin, ventriloquist, rapier

or

"Are you glad to see me or is that a (fill in the blank) in your pocket?"

I picked all the French ones. I'm not really all that satisfied with the ending but this is what I could come up with at the last minute. Enjoy! (and don't forget that the links to more awesome stories are at the bottom!)


Mermaid in a sea of fire


A drop of sweat rolled down his temple, across his cheek and paused at the edge of his lips before rolling down his chin. Damn, it was hot. Andrew passed his sweaty hands through his dirty blond hair. Ugh. Sweaty strands of hair stuck to his fingers and he desisted in the attempt to groom himself. Wiping his hands on his jeans, he took a swig of his Coke. He should have left the rundown bar as soon as he stepped inside and discovered they had no air conditioning but he’d seen her. Her dark eyes had pierced right through him, causing a nervous jitter to tap dance in his stomach as he made his way into the room. Sitting four benches away from her, he ordered a coke and watched the pretty brunette’s reflection in the bar’s mirror.
She sat on her own, eyes downcast, fixated on her plate of French fries. She ate slowly, taking one golden slice at a time, tasting the mayonnaise covered potatoes with relish. Once or twice, mayo stuck at the edge of her lips and as her tongue slid out to clean swipe it off, his cock happily stirred to life imagining those plump lips around his shaft.
He forced his eyes to the girl’s face. She was not stunningly beautiful but she had an aura of quiet confidence that appealed to him. His glance lowered and he found himself catching a glimpse of her cleavage, encased in a simple v-cut aquamarine t-shirt. Andrew swallowed and tried to drive his eyes away from the girl’s image. His sight rested on her hands. Her fingers were long and slender. Piano player fingers, he thought absentmindedly. While with one hand she daintily picked up the French fries, with the other she drummed her fingers on the grimy counter to the French song blaring from the dusty speakers.
He seemed to be poised in time, disturbed only by the unbearable heat that made his grey t-shirt stick to his skin as he watched, mesmerized, the unsuspecting girl. Andrew shook his head, trying to rid himself of the spell he seemed to be in. He glanced at his torn and wrinkled napkin, the name of the bar, "le chant de la sirène" barely readable. It was time to leave. He’d already stared at the girl long enough and she had not glanced at him again since he sat. For him, that was as good as a ‘get lost’ sign. As he stood from his stool, the girl turned to him, her large brown eyes, stilling him.
“Papa, augmente le volume, si vous plait.”
A chill raced down his spine at the sound of her voice, another followed as she met his stare head on and asked with a smile. “Voulez vous danser?”
Andrew nodded, unable to utter the simple French word for yes. He couldn’t dance to save his life but at that moment he didn’t care. Forgetting the unbearable heat, he became prisoner to the French mermaid’s spell. His surroundings melted and all he could see was the smile of an angel.
“Papa, le musique!” With a comforting smile she took his hand and guided him to the small empty space left between chairs and tables.
“Papa!”
“Oui, oui!” Andrew heard from behind the bar as a man fumbled and suddenly the French song blared louder through the old stereo system. He started as the brunette brazenly wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body to his. With a wicked smile she began to move against him like a fish in water. Andrew’s breath stuck in his throat. Unsure of what to do, he stayed still as the girl used him to balance her daring dance moves to the upbeat French song.
“You’re not much of a dancer,” she said in broken English.
Andrew smiled. “No—“
“More of a watcher,” she teased.
Andrew felt the back of his neck burn in embarrassment. So she had noticed that he had been staring.
“That’s okay,” she said, stepping even closer to him. “I like to watch too.”
Andrew nodded, speechless.
“What else do you like to do?” The brunette bit her lower lip, inevitably drawing his eyes to them. Before he knew what he was saying, Andrew was replying, “to kiss.”
The brunette laughed. “Excellent, me too.”
Then she was kissing him. Her lips brushed against his, and as he opened his mouth her tongue delved inside, caressing his in a light feather touch that caused goosebumps to rise on his skin. Wrapping his hands around her waist and pulling her closer, he swiped his tongue against the top of her mouth. She gasped and he took the opportunity to deepen the french kiss.
“Lisette,” she whispered huskily as they caught their breaths, “my name is Lisette.”
“Andrew. I—“
“I’ll be ready at 8. You can pick me up here.”
Andrew nodded and watched as Lisette walked back to the bar and sat on her stool. With an absent minded nod to himself, he walked towards the door. He smiled as he stepped outside. Scorching heat raced to meet him. It was no longer a bother for inside the grimy bar waited the mermaid that would keep him cool.

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Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Wednesday Briefs: Your Hump Day dose of Flash Fiction

Greetings dear readers! Today is that day of the week... Wednesday Brief Day! Your Hump Day dose of flash fiction :) This week's prompts were:





  • "Spring fever or hay fever, I don't know..."


  • "Love is in the air"


  • Use: octupus, Vienna sausage, Rice Krispies


  • "Just a spoonful of (fill in the blank) makes the medicine go down."


  • "Yes, we have no (fill in the blank)


  • It's laundry day and your character hasn't a thing to wear!



I picked: Yes, we have no... I have to admit that at first my mind was playing a very dirty scene but in the end it came up quite chaste. Enjoy! and as always, don't forget to visit the other flashers (links at the bottom).




Sweeter than lollipops

With shaking fingers, Katie flattened the wrinkles on her skirt as she walked down the sidewalk towards the candy store. She stopped at the window, pretending to admire the colorful candy display. Yes, he was there all right. He stood behind the counter in his frisk white apron, blue jeans and black tshirt, taking note of the week's inventory, oblivious to her crush on him. Taking a deep breath, she pressed her hand to the glass door and pushed. A bell chimed above her head as she entered. She kept her gaze trained on some candy at the far end of the store as she stepped further inside.

“Good afternoon,” he politely rumbled from behind the counter.

“Hi,” she replied in a squeaky tone. She hurried to the back of the store. The blush creeping down her neck deepened as she felt his eyes boring into her back.

It had been like that from day one. Attracted by the colorful display at the shop window and succumbing to her sweet tooth, she had entered the store. He had stood behind the counter in all his masculine glory, smiling at her as if she was his best customer. That dimpled smile and merry blue eyes left her breathless. When he cheerfully welcomed her to the store, and advised her to try the lollipops, her legs had shaken. When he walked her to the lollipop section, at the back of the store, his body so close to hers she could smell his heady scent, part of her body had woken with a start. Every time she went to the store, it was the same thing: blushing cheeks, shaking legs, and squeaky voice.

Katie gasped as she reached the lollipop counter. It was empty.

“Yes, we have no lollipops this week, the order hasn’t come in.”

Spoken directly from behind her, Katie jumped. Slowly, she turned on her heels. Roy. His nametag read Roy. Once, she had joked that his name matched with toy. He’d laughed even though the joke was pathetic. Sharp blue eyes regarded her with unveiled interest and Katie swallowed, trying vainly to wet her dry mouth.

“That’s a shame,” she managed to mutter.

Her lips unbearably dry, the tip of her tongue darted out to wet them. Her eyes widened as she observed Roy’s glance fall to her mouth and his eyes darken.

“I have something else you might like,” he muttered, his eyes meeting hers.

“What would that be?” she whispered, appalled by the intensity of his gaze though unable to look away.

Tentatively, he reached out and tucked a strand of her short auburn tresses behind her ear. Her eyes widened and her lips parted in surprise. He smiled. The pad of his thumb stroked her jaw and her breath hitched. Cupping her chin, he leaned over and touched his lips with hers. Surprising herself, Katie responded immediately by closing the distance between them. Roy snaked a hand around her waist and pulled her closer while he nibbled slightly at her lower lip. With trembling fingers, Katie wound his arms around his neck, urging him to deepen the kiss. Her mouth opened and he plunged in. She moaned as the gentle kiss gained in passion, their tongues sliding against each other, tasting and taking possession of every inch they could find. Roy’s grip on her waist tightened, pressing her against him. She whimpered into his mouth as the swell of his cock nudged her lower belly, arousing her further. A bell chimed, breaking them apart. Katie dropped her hands to her side and averted her eyes. What had just happened? Roy shuffled his feet, and smoothed the white apron of his work uniform. He cleared his voice.

“Welcome, I’ll be with you in a moment,” he called to the newly arrived customer. Katie intended to turn around and leave, the nerves in her stomach threatening to consume her, but he was quicker. Grabbing her wrist, Roy pulled her closer. He leaned over and kissed her temple.

“Did you like it?”

“Yes.” She couldn’t lie. Not when he was so close that she was tempted to kiss him again, not when she had dreamed of kissing him from the moment she saw him.

“More than the lollipops?” he insisted. She looked up at him and was surprised to see him frowning, his blue eyes lit with worry.

Katie smiled. “Definitely. Will you have more tomorrow?” she dared ask.

“I’ll have more tonight, if you want it,” he said, the wrinkle in his forehead fading as his smile grew.

“I do,” she replied, smiling in turn.