Saturday, May 30, 2015

#8Sunday #SexySnippets #WeekendWritingWarriors: Luna #paranormal #romance #run

Happy Sunday!
 
Thank you for the comments from last week, they were really helpful to clean up that snippet. Today, we're moving on as Serrik chases her. He has hidden behind a tree and is about to do a little something...
 
Let's recap: Clare (aka Luna), has met a mysterious, yet hunky, alien who's come to take her back to his home. She believes he's Mikelo, the alien boy she'd met twenty years ago... but he's presented himself as Serrik. In shock, Clare doesn't know how to react. Serrik taunts her and asks her why she is not screaming. In the previous snippet he tells her that her destiny is tied with his people. Clare denies it and  he threatens her. Serrik will do whatever it takes to get Clare back to his world and to Mikelo.

Serrik has let Clare know that if she doesn't adapt to his alien world she'll die (be killed). Clare runs and Serrik follows at a slow pace until he gets tired, hides behind a tree and...


Finally, you can read the older snippets here:  
Snippet 10
Snippet 11
Snippet 12

Hope you're all having a great weekend!   


XOXO,
Elyzabeth

ps: Creative editing has taken place to fulfill guidelines!
 
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"Sirosa," he whispered while pressing his thumb and index finger against its trunk. It took only a few seconds, but the trick was as effective as back home. Clare came crashing through the underbrush without seeing him. She was running out of stamina and her breathing was labored, while sweat ran down her face. She ran forward a few more feet, then stopped and glanced back, searching for him. Relieved that he was nowhere in sight, she bent over her waist, shaking and gasping for breath. He almost felt sorry for her. Almost.

Slowly, barely stirring the grass beneath his feet he left the tree and approached her. If she turned now, she would be able to see him, but her breathing was too loud, her desperation too great.
 
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Saturday, May 23, 2015

#8Sunday #SexySnippets #WeekendWritingWarriors: Luna #paranormal #romance #run

Happy Sunday!
 
I've been out for almost the last 2 week, overwhelmed with work and allergies, but I'm slowly trying to get back on track and here I am!
 
Let's recap: Clare (aka Luna), has met a mysterious, yet hunky, alien who's come to take her back to his home. She believes he's Mikelo, the alien boy she'd met twenty years ago... but he's presented himself as Serrik. In shock, Clare doesn't know how to react. Serrik taunts her and asks her why she is not screaming. In the previous snippet he tells her that her destiny is tied with his people. Clare denies it and  he threatens her. Serrik will do whatever it takes to get Clare back to his world and to Mikelo.

Serrik has let Clare know that if she doesn't adapt to his alien world she'll die (be killed). What follows is her reaction...


Finally, you can read the older snippets here:  
Snippet 10
Snippet 11
Snippet 12

Hope you're all having a great weekend!   


XOXO,
Elyzabeth

ps: Creative editing has taken place to fulfill guidelines!
 
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He allowed her to escape for she needed to be rid of that frantic energy coursing through her veins, to tire herself out until sleep overcame the desire to flee.

Serrik rolled his neck, working out the kinks in his neck. He was getting old. Leisurely, he followed Clares tracks. She was running without purpose. It was a mad flight that would take her nowhere except back to where they had begun, or perhaps even, to their destination. He stopped to listen. She was loud as a carajut, the fat four legged creature with horns near its nostrils and a long thick tail that swept branches aside as it roamed their lands. He moved toward the right. She was attempting to return to the border of the forest.
 
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Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Author Spotlight #TNTConfidential on Iyana Jenna and The Recording Room #mm #romance #horror



Happy Tuesday, darlings! Today I've got the lovely Iyana Jenna stopping by with one of her latest novels, a scary male/male romance, The Recording Room. 



THE RECORDING ROOM
by Iyana Jenna
Published by JMS Books
Genre: Gay Horror Romance
Length: 17,172 Words
Heat Rating: 2
Release Date: April 5, 2015
Blurb:
Lucian Salvatore returns to Clover East after his grandmother calls him home to take care of the family's recording studio. This is a welcome trip after the tragic loss of his boyfriend.

Nate Lockwood is the man who practically runs the Salvatore studio. He suspects he’s going to be replaced once Lucian comes home to take over the business. But Nate doesn’t plan on leaving Clover East so soon, at least not before he solves the mystery that’s the real reason he came to the small town in the first place.

Will Nate be able to discover what happened to his aunt who disappeared in Clover East so many years ago? What does her disappearance have to do with Lucian’s family ... and the haunted recording room in the studio where they both work?







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Excerpt:
"You have family here? Clover East is such a small town. I don't visit often but I think I know who all the families are around here."

Nate was tempted to ask if Lucian knew Janette Madison, Nate's aunt, but he was afraid it would be too soon, too abrupt.

"Nah, I don't have family here," he said instead. "I had just thought one of my aunts stopped by this town, but I'm not so sure myself." There, he had said it.

"You haven't had any news from your aunt?"

"No."

"You mean she's missing or something?" Lucian frowned.

"Honestly, I don't know if she's missing or just doesn't want to be found."

"Did your family ask you to find her?"

Nate played with his bottle. He wouldn't look at Lucian. "No one asked me to locate her because there's no one else out there. She's the only family I have left. That's why I wanted to find her."

Neither spoke after that. When Nate lifted his head, he found Lucian staring blankly at a spot on the table. He wanted to ask about him instead but Nate couldn't bring himself to open his mouth. His mind was whirling with the thoughts that until now, years after he first came to this city, he still couldn't find Aunt Janette.

Nate,

I'm sorry about your loss and I'm very sorry I didn't come to the funeral. I was halfway around the continent and I was quite short of money. But don't worry about me. I met someone and he asked me to go live with him. I don't know if you've heard of Clover East, a small town in Illinois? I hadn't, before this. But I have a good feeling about this place, Nate. If you ever want to come to stay with me, you'll be more than welcome.

"No, she's definitely missing," he said suddenly.

"Excuse me?" Lucian looked startled. Nate didn't blame him.

"She sent me a letter, literally inviting me to be with her."

"What do you mean -- be with you?"

"She met a man who asked her to come to Clover East. She understood I had just lost everyone so she wanted me to stay with her. She sounded so happy at that time. There were no signs that she wanted to hide. Something bad must have happened to her."

"Did she mention any names?"

Nate shook his head, and practically jumped when Lucian clasped a hand over his. When did he get so close?

"You're not alone anymore. We'll search for your aunt and we're going to find her. Together."

Nate gawked, first at the hand that was warm against his skin and then up to Lucian’s soft green eyes. The man was nothing like the cold, arrogant one Nate had met earlier that morning. He was almost afraid at the sudden change.

"Uh, thank you, I guess?"

"Does my grandma know about this?"

"No, I never told her."

"Why didn't you?"

Nate had never thought about why it had not crossed his mind to talk to Helen about it. She had never asked him why he came to the town, thus, he didn't feel the need to mention it.

"I don't know," he said simply to Lucian.

Lucian pursed his lips. "I just thought it might help, you know. She's lived here all her life. She must notice when there's a newcomer in town, especially when the person suddenly disappears."

"I found it strange," Nate said slowly, "that no one seemed to hear or see anything about her. It's like she never set foot in this place."

"Are you sure she was really here?"

Nate said nothing and took out his cell-phone. He opened the picture albums and scrolled down until he found what he was looking for. He showed the picture to Lucian, who scrutinized it like a doctor checking on a patient on an operation table. Nate could almost see through Lucian's eyes his aunt smiling at the camera, her long black locks blown by the wind. She posed in Clover East's city square in front of a group of tables belonging to a café there.

"She was alone."

"Yeah." Nate knew exactly what Lucian was thinking. If she'd been with someone, they might have been able to recognize them.

"I wonder who took the picture."

"She could've simply asked a passerby to do it."

"You're right." Lucian gave him back the cell phone. "She only sent you that?"

"Yes, unfortunately."

"So she was really here but we have no idea for how long and whom she met."

"I was worried about her." Nate sighed, and when he looked up, Lucian's eyes bored into his.

"We'll tell my grandma when she's home and start an extensive search."

Nate didn't know what to say. He felt as if he was drowning in Lucian's gaze.

"O-okay," he said finally, after he realized Lucian had cleared his throat several times, awaiting his response.

"Good." Lucian heaved a deep breath and stretched out, pulling his arms high above his head, and Nate was unable to keep his eyes off the scrumptious sight. "So, will you stay for dinner?"

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Author Bio:
Iyana writes M/M short stories and novellas. Her works have been published by Evernight Publishing, JMS Books, Books to Go Now, Torquere Press, Bitten Press, Leap of Faith Publishing, Breathless Press, and Alfie Dog Fiction.
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 three of them. Their names are Cil, Horus, and Betsy, and one kitten. When she doesn’t write, she plays with them, or they would play with her when she writes.

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