Meet the Devil's Vampire

Lordy, just woke up! And if the dang cat hadn't run through the window escaping from a neighborhood dog, I'd STILL be sleeping! Wow, it's been a month of meeting new bloggers and they all have some really great stuff out there so check it out.

This summer I'm participating in Voirey's Summer Reading Trail where you can find the best summer reading. There's lots of free reads and excerpts so hop over and enjoy at http://summertreadingtrail.weebly.com/

I'm offering excerpts from my Razor's Edge stories. Needless to say, they're hot...hotter than hell, which is where Bane of Existence takes place. Reading the first two would probably be a good idea! *grin* Then grab Bane's story this Friday from Changeling Press. Here's a snippet:

Book Summary

One night spent in a human woman's arms brought Bane, a son of Satan, as close to heaven as he'd ever get. Knowing he'd want Iris again and again, he left a part of himself in her mind. Returning to claim her, Bane angered the one creature other than Satan who could control him. Now the only way he can have Iris is to convince her she wants him as much as he needs her. But the seed Bane planted in her mind that fateful night has taken root and Iris is becoming a wanton force to be reckoned with. Not every thirst can be quenched at Omen's, a club where monsters reign. Some need to go to hell! Excerpt: "Reminding me of who I was will not save you." The vamp picked up the Temperance tarot card and ripped it in half. An icy blast of air had preceded Nolan, thus his materializing in the room hadn't surprised Bane. His father, Satan, was off creating havoc somewhere in the world and couldn't have prevented Heaven's vampire from finding him anyway, not after the creature had taken blood directly from his heart. He'd only hoped to buy time, hoped his father would at least intervene and lessen the pain that might be inflicted upon him. "I didn't expect it would. Still, you can't kill me, Temperance." "I've always hated that name and I'm no longer a heavenly being." Nolan's clothes dropped from his body, leaving a pile of ashes at his feet. "It's so fucking hot down here." Bane backed toward the entrance. "Wouldn't you prefer to wait and fuck Daddy?" An evil smile played on his lips. One last dig at the cold bastard in front of him. "Oh, I forgot. Since Peris's mommy, he hasn't wanted you." "Where is Iris?" Resting his head against the cool stone behind him, Bane closed his eyes, letting the memory of the last few days wash over him. If nothing else, the events following his return below would provide some comfort. "Behind this door." Nothing would stop the vampire from having what he'd come for. Revenge. When Satan had dragged Bane from Omen's and returned him to his domain in Hell, Iris ministered to him. The thought of her cool hands wiping blood from his chest caused his cock to rise, only to shrink again when he remembered the fear in her eyes as his wounds closed, as the burnt flesh flaked from his body, leaving his human skin glistening with sweat. The vampire's laughter drew his head up. Bile churned in Bane's stomach as anger took over and thick scales began to cover his body. Nolan slammed into his mind, stopped him from becoming the hellish being that could help protect him from the slayer. Worth a try. It would have made little difference because the Devil's blood flowed through the much older night creature before him. Nolan moved toward Bane and, reaching him, he slammed his body against the massive door so hard it flew wide open. The sound of Iris's scream tore into his heart. "Which of us, Bane, will she want more?" Turning to gaze at Iris, Bane watched as she removed her clothes piece by piece. Milky white skin glowed in the softly lit room. Long blonde hair hung over her shoulders, covering puckered nipples, nipples he'd sucked and bitten until they bled each time he took her. Soft, womanly hips jutted forward. Peering into Iris's eyes he saw what he knew would be there once she recovered from the shock of the door flinging open. An uninhibited desire, a carnal need to be fucked. Twisting to glare back at Nolan, he saw what he didn't want to see in the vampire's red glint. Lust. Which of them would he take first? Enjoy! Growl and roar-it's okay to let the beast out.-J. Hali Steele

Seducing The Reader

Today's post is inspired by a tweet I fired off last week: Promo is about seducing a reader, not slapping them in the face. As a confession, I had to edit the tweet a few times before I finally sent it because what I said originally wasn't...ladylike.

The undeniable fact of the matter is, there comes a point in every reader's life they will encounter author promotion. With the tough economy and even tougher publishing atmosphere in today's market they're even more likely to get bashed over the head with it. Add in the popularity of social media growing by leaps and bounds every day, and author promotion saturates the interwebs.

This seems to breed the idea that authors have to work even harder, saturating social media by blasting out propaganda to brainwash the masses to buy their books. As a reader, this completely and totally turns me off. So it has the opposite effect the author intended. Instead of having me remember an author's name positively when I go book shopping (be it in a brick n mortar store or online) I'll see the name and remember negative things. In turn, I would not buy their book.

The trick, as always, is finding a balance where you're not screaming in the reader's face, but you're also not wilting away in the darkness because you do nothing at all. It's a precarious tightrope to walk and usually you can only find that balance when you experiment and figure out what works. It doesn't help, of course, that what works for one person, doesn't work for another. Though, IMHO, constant tweets/posts/blogs where it's all promo, all the time, no matter the book, doesn't work for anyone. Social media is SOCIAL for a reason and it's not to saturate your tweetstream or Facebook timeline with 90% promo. Really, you're not doing yourself any favors by abusing a free avenue of promotion this way.

Chatting about everyday things with readers in those places is promo. It's subtle and it works. Sometimes more effectively than any promotion an author pays for. That bit of personal contact can mean the world to a reader (and hint: it usually means a lot to the author as well).

Where It All Began

I was a year old when the movie The Dark Crystal hit theaters and five when Labyrinth was released. Other favorites in our house included The Last Unicorn, The Hobbit, Flight of Dragons, and Nausicaa. Those movies and cartoons shaped my childhood. I watched them until my parents begged me to stop, and then I waited until they left the room and hit Play just one last time.

The movies, the stories, were fantasy in its purest form. I didn’t realize as a small child, that those worlds were impossible to visit. I wanted to pet a unicorn. Heck. I wanted to ride a dragon. I wanted my own sword, which resulted in my parents installing a lock on the silverware drawer. Something about thou shalt not skewer thy baby brother… I also had a huge crush on Jareth, the Goblin King from Labyrinth. My parents discouraged this behavior as well. Something about thou shalt not bargain away thy baby brother in exchange for a hot boyfriend…

I know what you’re thinking—my parents never let me have any fun. Okay, and that maybe I had an unhealthy fascination with all the ways I could rid myself of my annoying little brother.

But the truth is, those movies kickstarted my imagination, and my love of all things fantasy. So it’s strange to think, looking back, that I fell into reading crime and mystery novels instead of fantasy or paranormal novels. It wasn’t until a few years ago that I stumbled across Darkfever by Karen Moning and became hooked on urban fantasy. From there, I rediscovered my love for the genre, and all its enticing new subgenres. I gobbled up paranormal romance—J.R. Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood, Kresley Cole’s Immortals After Dark, and Gena Showalter’s Lords of the Underworld. I devoured all flavors of urban fantasy from Jim Butcher’s Dresden Files to Patricia Brigg’s Mercy Thompson series.

Really, it was after reading Darkfever that I got a tickle in the back of my mind that maybe I could write a book. All those years of reading crime and mystery, the thought had never occurred to me. But after glutting on fantasy and paranormal romance, I began to have ideas for my own worlds and characters. It was so unexpected I didn’t know what to do. So I sat down and began writing. Four years later, here I am. I still write fantasy and paranormal stories. I still read them too.

I have been told my tastes are limited, but there I must disagree. My tastes are specific, yes, I will admit to that. But no other genre has as much variety as fantasy. No other genres encompass witches, vampires, werewolves, wizards, demons, angels, gods and goddesses, creatures of myth and folklore, humans, mermaids, mermen, and every other creature you ever promised your little brother lurked under his bed. (Not that I ever told him there were goblins hiding beneath his bed, waiting for him to get up to use the bathroom so they could drag him into their underground lair, because that would be wrong. What? Okay, so maybe I hinted at goblins. A little. And okay, one time I hid under his bed and grabbed his ankles. I couldn’t sit for a week after Mom caught me.)

I feel I should add here that my parents had no sense of humor. But I’m happy to report they have much improved since I hit thirty and stopped tormenting my brother. I think giving them a granddaughter probably helped too.

How about y’all? What led you to read fantasy? Or if you don’t, what would make you give the genre a try?

A Thank You To The Men In My Head

I’d like to dedicate this blog post to all of the men in my…head.  Yes, in my head.  The heroes who have come and made me fall in love with them while I tell their stories.

I thank you.

Oh sure, I took your faces, sort of, from some of the men above.  I altered you a little bit here and a little bit there until you fit my purposes.  And then I gave you personalities you've never had nor will you (I think) ever have. 

I thank you.

Okay--so sometimes I made you mythological creatures. I may have written you backstories that would destroy a lesser man.  

But I thank you.

And please please please don't stop coming. Because writers block sucks.

Who have your muses been? Who have you pictured when you've read your favorite books? Anyone I placed above?

New Cover Share!!

I'm so excited for this book and can't wait to share the story with everyone!

Starved for Love is the first book of my new series Confessions of a Succubus, releasing from Carina Press in September.

After almost dying of starvation to remain faithful to a mortal lover, succubus Pia Blyton now shields her heart by feeding solely on men she won’t fall for. The only trick is, to create energy to survive, she must achieve orgasm. At least that rules out bad sex with her three lovers. Too bad she’s a sucker for falling in love.

When her demon lover doesn't arrive for their arranged rendezvous, Pia is forced to ask her vampire lover to step in before her energy becomes dangerously low. In return he demands a favor and Pia finds herself in the hotel suite of the mysterious Valerio Hunan, who seduces her with a devastating kiss. Too late Pia learns he’s an incubus who wants to lure her into marriage--a marriage without love.  

As an incubus used to bedding a variety of succubi, Val doesn’t understand Pia’s yearning for love. He needs a succubus wife to provide him with a steady source of energy. But he wants Pia for the passion and renewed interest in life she makes him feel. Can Pia convince Val that sex isn’t just for survival and love is for more than the weak?

PNR BOOKS BECOMING COMICS: POV FROM THE FULL MONTY

An example of the Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter graphic novel, via Marvel

As many of my fans, friends, and peers know, I have been hard at work on the first installation of what I hope will be a loooong and successful venture: the conversion of my most popular book thus far, BLACK DOG AND REBEL ROSE, an action-packed paranormal adventure pairing two unexpected companions, a Nephil (half-angel) and Halfling (half-demon), on a gore-flecked and erotica-tinged vampire hunt in an abandoned town, into the comic book medium.

The cover of the BD&RR prose novel...already in the comic book style.

Turning paranormal romance books into comics has become a trend in the last few years, as several bestselling and cult-followed PNR novels by such renowned names as Laurell K. Hamilton, Kim Harrison, Patricia Briggs, etc. Even Twilight (puke) has been turned into a popular Manga comics series with that distinctive Japanese flair. I have spent several hours scouring the internet for examples of how the major comics companies—including comics giant Marvel—handled the “translation” of said bestselling novels into the comics/graphic novel medium. Overall, I was impressed: the artists selected are talented, the book designs (mostly hardcovers) are beautiful. Action, gore, and, yes, even sex, seems to be properly represented with good flow. I should be ecstatic to be potentially joining the ranks, right? I mean, I might be considered the "full monty" when it comes to this sort of thing: the characters and plot of BD&RR is perfect for this medium, and unlike the bestsellers mentioned above I am an artist, and can tackle the job entirely on my own, without having to deal with another writer or artist’s ego throwing a wrench into the gears, and make sure the comic represents my story the way I would see it best. While BD&RR is not an NYC bestseller, I do have a solid cult following, and two of my books have hit the Amazon Bestseller list for erotica in the past year. I have the submission ok to submit to several of the biggest “indie” comics publishers out there, including IMAGE, publisher of the wildly popular “The Walking Dead” comics. And on top of THAT, there is the increased possibility of BD&RR being picked up for film/television, etc. when said comic hits the shelves...

I should be thrilled, and I was…until I glimpsed the reviews left by readers of said PNR comics.

Now I am, admittedly, a little scared.

To say that many of the reviews for these book-to-graphic novel translations are generally scathing is an understatement. Reviewers griped nonstop about how too much of the story was "left out", how "cartoony, stylized, and unrealistic" the characters looked, how too much dialogue and description was "missing", etc. All complaints from a bookstore audience who is buying a comic book and expecting to get...*drumroll, please*...A PROSE NOVEL.

I think the big issue we are being faced with here is that these comics are being purchased by people who DON'T READ COMICS. They have no concept of "how" comics work...how comic art is generally stylized, how plotlines generally have to be very direct and trimmed down to fit within the confines of this medium. How dialogue must be clipped and to the point to, again, hold a comic reader's attention. Comic books are visual stories--it is up to the artist more than anyone else to "tell" the story via quick action, good panel flow, and quicker-than-lightning transitions. "Descriptions" are not provided through words...it's through art.

Think about your favorite book-to-film adaptions. Movie plotlines adapted from books usually have to cut out, rearrange, or rewrite parts of the book in order for it to make it suitable for the medium of film. If that didn't happen, you would have movies with clunky plotlines and confusing dialogue/conversational situations that ran for hours and hours. That's why it's called an "adaption"...it isn't going to follow the storyline exactly, since the medium cannot possibly bear that burden with any measure of success. Same thing applies to comics...think of them as a "storyboard" of your favorite novel.

As far as the art being "stylized", that's comic books, baby. Few comics these days feature artwork that is super-realistic, and there are many reasons for that...stylized art allows for quick action, proper visual portrayal of amazing feats impossible in the "real" world, and, quite frankly, doing a hyper-realist comic would take years. (A few artists have done it, including those of titles such as "Road to Perdition", etc, and these maniacs undertook feats that took 3 to 4 years to complete, on average. Think about it, that's a LOT of drawing and finishing!) Plus, let's face it...comic readers LIKE stylized art. Comics are known for being "cartoony", at least in principle...that's part of the charm.

SKRIKER AND ROSE... the, er, "stylized" h/h from my comic 

Readers of PNR novels who are looking to try comic versions need to understand that giving bad reviews based on the medium that they are choosing to explore BASED ON what the medium is hurts someone very important: THE ARTIST. I think what a lot of romance readers don't understand is that, when an author's work is translated into comic form, the publisher of said comic lists both the author AND the artist as "creators" in this particular version of the story...after all, you cannot have a comic without the artist! The authors are already being "cushioned" by the good reviews of the prose versions of their books, i.e. the original medium. When a reader used to prose romance novels buys a comic version of their fave story and then leaves a bad review based on the fact that IT IS A COMIC VERSION leaves a bad mark on the artist's review ranking...and that just isn't fair.

It is my hope that this blog entry...my first for Paranormal Romantics...will give my wonderful readers--and that of other PNR authors, bestselling, cult followed, or brand spanking new--some food for thought on a medium that is rapidly growing in the PNR world. I hope to inspire you lovely folks out there to explore something a little different, while enjoying the characters, themes, and storylines that have allowed you to escape the mundane.

I would love to hear YOUR thoughts on this subject...and as a thank you, I am giving away the first two books in the BD&RR series--your choice of Ebook or Kindle Edition!

Enter via the Rafflecopter widget below...you MUST answer the "food for thought" question to be entered...can't wait to hear our reader's thoughts. Giveaway ends on 06/10.

Good luck...and thanks for welcoming me into the Paranormal Romantics family. :-)

Are you inspired? I know I am... 

;-)

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Danielle D. Smith is a comic book artist, illustrator, and author living in Southern California. In addition to being a writer of bestselling gritty angel-and-demon themed supernatural fantasy stories that have gained a dedicated cult following, she is an accomplished fine artist and illustrator whose visual work has appeared in various public, private, and gallery exhibitions and in national publications, and has studied everything from costuming to tattooing. Dani, as she is known by many who are close to her, lives in San Diego with a large number of books, indie flicks, and documentaries. Her novels appeal to dreamers, troublemakers, dark romantics, horn dogs, and general escapists. She is the proud owner of several beautiful tattoos and a platinum blonde mohawk, and she adores reading, creative food and drink, motorcycles, muscle cars, prison bodies, and cuddling her sweet little boy, Ryker...not necessarily in that order. She is currently hard at work creating the first installment of the Black Dog and Rebel Road Comics Series, and an as-yet-to-be-titled comic series about a WWII soldier turned into a werewolf during Battle of the Bulge, created alongside fellow artists Josh Figueroa and Alex Julian, and co-writer/historian Aaron A. A. Smith (who also happens to be her spouse).

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Introducing...Wendi Zwaduk aka Megan Slayer AND a CONTEST!

Thought I'd introduce myself. I'm new on this block and glad to meet you. My name is Wendi Zwaduk, but I also write as Megan Slayer. I often visited the blog and commented occasionally. When I got the chance to be a part of the blog, well, I've got to tell you, I jumped. Heck yeah. So what gives me the paranormal card? Other than talking to the characters in my head...grin. As Wendi Zwaduk, I wrote a vampire novella entitled, My Immortal and a ghost story called Careless Whisper. As Megan Slayer, I've got an entire series over at Changeling revolving around elementals and the Glow punk band. Check 'em out. I'll leave you now with my vital stats in case you wanted to know. I'm looking forward to playing here and hope you are, too.

And now for that contest... want to win a copy of the first book in Megan's Glow series? Leave your name, email and a comment. Yep, it's that easy. I'll pick someone Wednesday, leave the winner's name in the comments and email them then. Check back to see if you're the winner!

Want to know more about Wendi Zwaduk? Here you go:
I always dreamt of writing the stories in my head. Tall, dark, and handsome heroes are my favorites, as long as he has an independent woman keeping him in line. I earned a BA in education at Kent State University and currently hold a Masters in Education with Nova Southeastern University.

I love NASCAR, romance, books in general, Ohio farmland, dirt racing, and my menagerie of animals. I’m published with Total-E-Bound, Changeling Press, Liquid Silver Books and The Wild Rose Press. Come join me for this fantastic journey!

Site: http://wendizwaduk.com/
Blog: http://wendizwaduk.blogspot.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/WendiZwaduk
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/wendi.zwaduk
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On Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/wendizwaduk/
On Google+ : https://plus.google.com/115637543946745656739/posts
On Romance Novel Center: http://www.romancenovelcenter.com/wendizwaduk

And a little about Megan Slayer:

When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. Currently hanging out every Wednesday and Friday at the Menagerie Authors site, hunting Hotties for the Saturday posts, and working on the next great story brewing in her head!

The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command. She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through Changeling Press, Liquid Silver Books, and Total-E-Bound Publishing.

Megan’s site: http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm
Megan’s blog: http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com
Megan on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5330530.Megan_Slayer
Megan on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/theauthormeganslayer
Megan on Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/MeganSlayer

Another new author on the blog & giveaway!

Hello, everyone! I'm Jessica Subject, and I'm another new author on the blog, so I thought I'd introduce myself. But first, I must thank the original members of the blog, including Annie Nicholas who invited me to be a part of Paranormal Romantics. Thank you! :)

About me. Well, I'm a wife, a mother of two, and I also have a part-time job on top of all my writing. I started officially putting pen to paper when my daughter was in kindergarten. She hated reading, to the point where she would scream and cry when she had reading homework to do. I thought if I wrote her a book about something she liked (superheroes), she might enjoy reading more. Well, that story turned into my Mark of the Stars series (and the superheroes turned into aliens), which she can't read until she's much older. But now she loves reading and reads above her grade level in English, and even reads French.

My first published work is Celestial Seduction, which released in July 2011 as part of Decadent Publishing's 1Night Stand series. I have two other stories as part of this series, Beneath the Starry Sky, and Unknown Futures. The first story in The Underground scifi/dystopian series, Never Gonna Let You Go, released in January, and The Zurian Child, my first novel, and the first book in my Mark of the Stars series released in March. And in the next two days, I will have two more books releasing, Satin Sheets in Space (a 1Night Stand story) and An Unexpected Return.

Giveaway!!

For your chance to WIN an ebook copy of any of my backlist books at Decadent Publishing, simply leave a comment below with your email address. Winner will be drawn May 31, 2012.

Here's an excerpt from Satin Sheets in Space which releases tomorrow from Decadent Publishing:

“Why don’t we go somewhere else and continue this? We can get a room if you want.” She didn’t care where as long as they were off the street and had a little more privacy. The possibility of someone catching them excited her, but she didn’t want the rest of their time together interrupted.

“I have the perfect place, if you’re willing to trust me.”

How could she? She’d just met him, didn’t even know his name. Yet she refused to say no, couldn’t have him walk away and leave her alone and needy. She’d go wherever he wanted to take her, whether to a bondage dungeon or a closet. So long as he took her, over and over. Because, for once, she’d found a guy who pleasured her without her asking. She planned to return the favor as soon as they left the alley.

With one hand gripping her ass, he skimmed a finger back across her slick folds. “Well, do you?”

Only aware of her growing need, she nodded.

He returned to her slippery heat, plunging in and out. “First, tell me your name.”

“Danyka.” Her name rolled out as she moaned with his movements.

“Okay, Danyka, hold onto me.”

How could she not? He’d transformed her knees, her entire body, to jelly with his touch. She already gripped his sleeves, afraid if she let go she’d fall, slide down the wall.

Pulling some kind of remote from his pocket, he pressed the single white button on its surface. He slipped the device back into his pouch then leaned forward to reclaim her mouth.

She had her eyes closed, her lips pressed against his, when the sensation started. First, a tingling in her hands and feet, as he swept his digits deep inside her. The buzz spread up her arms and legs until it engulfed her entire body. She no longer sensed the ground below her.

The man continued to drive his fingers into her core with vigor, ridding her of the urge to pull away and find out what was happening to her. She landed with a thud, feeling returning to her limbs. Nothing stopped the man who held her, though. He continued to ravage her mouth, her jaw, her neck, keeping her pressed against the wall.

But something felt different. Gone was the hard brick pressing through her corset and against her skin. She reached behind to brush her hand along the surface. Soft. Almost like cushioned satin.

With a whimper, she pushed the strange man away. Where was she? What had she been thinking? This is the stupidest, most insane thing I’ve ever done.

The Prince Charming she’d had the fortune of being set up with peered down at her, his gaze intense and filled with lust. “My name is Galan, and we’re in my spaceship.”

At least she now knew his name, but wait…. Spaceship? She stared at the man, disillusioned. She could think of no other explanation for how they had traveled to a new location with the press of a button. Oh God, she’d been abducted by an alien. How would she get out of this situation? The first time she’d done something spur-of-the-moment, and she’d ended up being finger-fucked by an extraterrestrial.

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Thanks for stopping by, and I'll see you next month!

All the best!

JES

An Unchanging Costume

I was drooling over my copy of Harry Potter ~ Page to Screen (I imported it from the US as it's out of print in the UK. This is a crime, btw) and I was caught by the attention to detail of the costumes. A little spark went off in my head about how the actors and the costume designers formed the characters from the clothes they wore. (Yes, the writer in me never switches off. It's quite sad, really... ;-) )

For instance, how Harry--who the costume designer Jany Temine saw as a loner and not happy in his skin--would wear greys, black whites, because he didn't want to be noticed. Or Hermione not really having the urge to be fashionable, or seen as a 'girl' as she thought her intelligence was her greatest asset. Or Snape, with his cloak that's split up the back so the two forks slither behind him. Also, apparently, Alan Rickman can really work a cape... *grin*

This idea has given me a new angle to think about as I create my characters. It's also serendipity as I'm creating a character who has the mask of a fop and a dandy and a man far too attached to his tailor. It's little touches, like Snape's cloak, or the numerous eyes that appear cover Professor Trelawney's tunic, that speak of the character's nature and occupation.

And there's body art too. Sirius Black is not tattooed in the books, but this incredible sketch from Rob Bliss of Sirius' runic prison tats is simply...whoa. 

The reasons why he would carve all of these into his skin simply pushes too many ideas through my head. Or maybe that's just me. (This image is in the book too. That particular page is worn thin ;-) )

Now I'm away to look at Victorian tailoring--petting Sirius one last time *grin*--and fabrics. And I'm wondering how other writers tackle clothes...or you could simply join me for some Snape and Sirius love... <--so glad I'm not a fanfic writer, because...yum :D

*The title quote is from Alan Rickman, from his explanation of why he agreed to play Professor Snape.

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Kim Knox brews sex, magic, darkness and technology in a little corner of North West England. She writes erotic science fiction and fantasy romance for Carina Press, Ellora’s Cave, Samhain Publishing, Cleis Press and others.

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SYNTHETIC DREAMS and BITTER HARVEST are available now from Carina Press. 

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Ten things about Voirey

Hi there! I’m Voirey Linger and… no, Voirey. VOY-ree. There is an I before the R. I know it’s a weird name, but it looks pretty, doesn’t it? Please say yes…

Maybe I should just get to the getting to know me bit.

What are ten things you should know about me? Well for starters, I’m a cat person. My cat is my furbaby and she is quite spoiled. Spend much time around me and you are guaranteed to hear about her.

I’m a voracious reader, but I read almost exclusively romance. It can be about any kind of romance, but I’m in love with the love story. I’ll read historical, contemporary, inspirational, erotica, and of course, paranormal so long as it’s a romance.

I love chocolate. The words ‘addiction’ and ‘intervention’ have been bandied about.

I love a good bout of wing sex. In books, I mean. I don’t have wings of my own.

 I’m artsy. I sing, paint, knit, write and create in as many mediums as possible.

I’m picky about my paranormal critters. If the mythos isn’t strong, I don’t want to read it or write it. I’m socially awkward in person.

I like to pretend I’m cute and witty online but I can’t promise that’s true.

 I write angels and make them dirty. I love men. I love writing them, looking at them, and doing other things with them. I like them big and bad and alphahole in books. In person, alpha is good but he’d damn well better respect me.

 I suck at math but find science fascinating.

My books have socially unacceptable language and are not recommended to be read in public.

I can’t count.

 Is there anything else you want to know?