Sunday, December 12, 2010

Six Sentence Sunday

I hope everyone is having an awesome Sunday.  I will bring more of Tairyn next week, but until then the following excerpt is from Erasing Teresa, a completed WIP.  Enjoy.

Leaves swirled around me as if I were in the middle of a cyclone.  A slow burn began in the depths of my belly, radiated outwards, and crept down the length of my arms.  The ground below me shot out bright bursts of blinding light.  Behind Barrett hung a large looking glass framed in gold, which reflected an image of a hideous hunter laced with numerous scars.  Red tally marks appeared and disappeared one by one, a chilling indicator of all the immortal lives he had claimed.  A silver sword unseen by the regular eye was slung across his back and the lies he had told me over the years dripped off him. 
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Friday, December 10, 2010

A peek inside my super secret journal.

When Susie Bright tweeted that she needed reviewers for her Sex Journal: Love and Lust, I jumped at the chance.  I mean, who wouldn't.  Susie Bright is one of the most influential people in my life.  Several years ago, her erotica works and sex positive attitude prompted me to take the leap of faith into a world I felt very passionate about.  No longer did I feel alone in my sexual thoughts and fantasies. 

Although I posted a review on Amazon, I wanted to say more.  A helluva lot more because the word limit did not do my thoughts justice.  However, according to Amazon's rules (which is fine) the word count was limited. 

Imagine my frustration.

The Sex Journal: Love and Lust title alone is what piqued my curiousity.  Susie Bright's previous works have yet to disappoint, and she has continued to impress me with her recent creation.  This journal offers quotes that stir awake the sexual memories and allow for you to reflect back upon your most cherished moments. In addition, it allows for the imagination to be richly fertilized with prompts and quotes from famous sex positive people. 

When I first received the journal, I felt like a teenager again.  My earlier diaries held all of my secrets, and I always felt safe knowing a lock guarded my written thoughts away from prying eyes.  When I saw that the journal had a lock and key, I laughed a little because I remembered one of my secrets I wrote in one of my old diaries- I love Jason Smith.  Yes, I know he didn't love me back, but hey ... I was in sixth grade at the time.  However, now that I am older, the secrets I have are no different.  Well, a little. I don't love Jason Smith anymore, and I have no idea where he is now. (I hope he doesn't stumble upon this blog.)

What seperated the Sex Journal: Love and Lust from my other journals were the prompts.  Susie included passages throughout the journal to help the journalist step back into their sexual memories, whether they were sweet or not, and revist those times.  Some prompts, I blushed because they forced me to take an honest look at my sexual experiences.  There were a few that I wanted dead and buried and others, I wanted to re-live again, and again, and again...  Also, there were some that I never tried before - and you can bet your bottom dollar that I'm going to try something freaky <--I know that your freak may not be my freak, but my freak is my freak.

Here is an entry I did about corsets (yes, I know I am a corset whore, but hey...)

I plan on filling this journal with countless entries and some of the prompts have got me thinking ... I need to try that...  And at the risk of repeating myself, I must say:

The Sex Journal is for the person from all lifestyles that want to add a squeeze of sexual excitement to their lives. This journal is for the teenager who wants to explore new shades of their sexuality. For the single person who wants to stretch their boundaries and taste a new life. For parents who find themselves in a sexual routine and want to learn more about their partner (after all, it is secrets that make you more mysterious). And, it is for those who have already done every sexual activity to reminisce a life they once had.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Six Sentence Sunday

This is an excerpt from my work in progress - S. Delight (Book 2 of the Shadow Seducer's Series).  Please enjoy.

Tairyn reached for the rusted torch anchored to the granite wall of the mausoleum. Upon her touch, a single flame roared to life, and she turned it counter clockwise.   A low creak echoed as the concrete barrier gave way.  Decades of musk and stale air rushed out of the darkened abyss.  She quickly brought her hand up to shield her eyes as the dust forced several coughs that shook her lungs, and then she cast a quick glance over her shoulder to make sure no one saw her.  Instinctively, she dismantled the torch, held it out in front of her, and walked into the unknown chamber.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Six Sentence Sunday

Gardenia perfume lined the surface of her skin.  My lips touched the edge of her plush pink lips.  She tried to writhe free, but my strength overpowered her small frame.  I pulled her closer. My blood ran hot, overpowering my rational mind as I pressed my groin against her silky flesh. I murmured, “Do you know what you do to me?” 

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Six Sentence Sunday

More of what is to come:

She nodded, casting a glance around the room, then right back at Sebastian.  Chloe bit down on her lip and nodded.  How he wished he could trace the edges of his finger against the surface of her mouth only to quickly replace them with his lips.  He longed to taste her again.  The hardness grew quickly between his legs, a refreshing feeling he welcomed, but had to control the incubus within him.  He knew all too well what happened when the demon grew out of control.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Six Sentence Sunday

A piece from my novel being considered:
Dr. de Cole set down his leather bag and came further into the room.  Chloe studied his features, trying to match up every detail about him.  Dr. de Cole’s dark grey eyes turned a shade lighter, and a sudden twinge of sexual energy rushed between them.  The colour of his pale skin faded into a pinkish hue; a stark contrast from the crisp black slacks and dark green button up shirt.  Chloe pulled herself together and chided herself for forgetting her manners.  “It’s nice to meet you...”

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Six Sentence Sunday 10/31/2010

This piece is an excerpt from the short story BLADE AND BURN.  I wrote this piece a few years ago for the Blood Lust anthology.

He did not budge and he stayed put until I gave him an answer. His dark tongue played with his sharp eyetooth and soon, right before my very eyes he pierced the fleshy muscle. The richest, most colorful crimson droplets spilled from the self-inflicted wound and for extra effect, he slid the blood lined tip of his tongue across his black lips. The exquisite shimmer of the liquid that sustained his life softened me up towards him. A sense of exhilaration flowed through me because Riggan hinted to me that he understood the burning hunger in me to walk in the shadow of death.

Yes, I wanted to walk that very path along side him.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Six Sentence Sunday

This is a piece that is currently being considered by a publisher.  It's from my paranormal series.  I am very excited about it.
“Which of me do I choose?”  Chloe pressed her soft hand against the cool window.  The condensation outlined her hand; small bursts of coloured liquid framed the window.  She caught a glimpse of her reflection and gasped.  Swirls of energy danced together in the large space between them, just like she had seen before in her dreams.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Six Sentence Sunday 10/03/2010

Here is an excerpt from a short story I wrote that was published several years ago.

Slowly, with such nervousness and dread, I turned to look.  In the doorway, my uncle’s compadre Rafael leaned against the wooden frame with his arms crossed.  Blood rushed to my face and I tried to turn away, but I could not.  I scanned the configuration of his entire body and there wasn’t a single flaw.  His hair was black and the color of his skin bordered along the lines of mocha.  His lips were full and I knew that if they ever grazed along the surface of my skin, I would lose all sense of space and time.  

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Six Sentence Sundays


This piece is from my novel that I recently submitted to an agent. 

      As people walked past me, I drowned out the sounds of the passing cars and the shouts from my friends.  The background faded into a blur as the wind blew behind me as if to push me to my destination faster than I had anticipated.  A gentle hint of Old Spice lingered under my nose, and I walked right through the comforting odor that reminded me of my brother.  The smell intensified and the remnants of my brother’s spray-painted signature remained on the wall of the bakery.  A heavy pang tore at my heart when the line of blue, the rival gang’s color, was painted straight across his name. I bit down the anger and rushed to school.

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Sunday, September 19, 2010

Story Acceptance - Last Breakfast

Hello readers,

I am so excited to share a new short story with you.  Last Breakfast has been published by She Loves

Here is a sample:

“Shh.” He placed a single finger over my mouth to silence my words. His body rose from the chair and he brought me up with him. Slowly, just like before, he moved me towards the closet we had come to know so well and slipped us both inside.

Please check it out and leave a comment. 

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Dear Readers,

Since I have stopped writing, I have been asked quite a few questions about my return. I appreciate the inquiries and I will try to answer them here:

When are you going to come back?

My biggest project, my doctoral degree, is almost over, so I am currently transitioning into writing. It has always been a dream of mine to get a doctoral degree, so I finally went for it. At the beginning, I tried to juggle academics, writing, working, and a family. One of those had to give, so I opted to put writing on the backburner. However, I kept writing whenever I got the chance.

What kind of stories are you going to write?

The type of stories I write depends entirely upon my muses. As soon as I sharpen some of my stories, I will get them submitted for everyone to read.

What kind of WIP’s do you have right now?

I have submitted a manuscript for review. Cross your fingers. I also have a few more novels that need to see the light of day, but I put them away – not because they weren’t any good – but I needed to focus on my education. Let me dust them off and get them out there. What I would like to focus on right now are my short stories.

Are you on twitter? Facebook?

What started out as a dare, I am currently on twitter and I love it. I think I’m becoming addicted. If you want to follow me or have any questions, just click the twitter link.

As for Facebook, I am not sure if I will communicate that way. Give me some time to see if FB will work out all the glitches.

Are you going to bring back the Thermoerotic website?

As of now, I'm not sure. 

If there are any other questions I did not answer, please do not hesitate to ask.

P.S. – I finally got my blog up and running. ;0 You know who you are.

Alyn R.