Sunday, September 4, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday

Happy September everyone! I know both the Laundry Hag and I have been MIA lately but I'm back with some awesome news!  B Cubed Book One: Born in now available! This is such a cool world, and I'm not just saying that because I made it up!

The steam from the spring rose up, swathing him in an ethereal halo, as if the rest of the world faded away while he looked at her. His gaze slid downward. Her heart thumped inside her chest. She could feel the intensity of his stare on her naked flesh and it made her burn.
“So this is why the Borns are always so clean. I often wondered how you could stand washing in buckets of cold water so often.”

Friday, September 2, 2011

Born: Natural born humans are precious few and dwell in darkness.

Bred: Genetically engineered slaves who are the protectors of the Born.

Borg: The cybernetically enhanced enclave that split from the Born humans.

These three factions are all that remains of the human race after the world stopped turning. Scavenging in the darkness for what little is left, the war between them rages on though few know why. It begins with a child’s prophesy and can only end when they unite.
 Or die.
B Cubed Book One: Born
Now Available for Kindle, Nook and at ARe

From the moment he spies her silhouette cast by the bonfire, Cormack understands what it is to yearn for something he will never possess. Breds are made to provide for the natural born humans, dig their homes deep beneath the surface of the earth and to protect them from the ever-present cyborg threat.  A Bred who reaches beyond his station will be recycled immediately, yet Cormack cannot get her visage out of his mind.  Until he unearths a box, buried long before the earth stopped spinning.

Task Mistress Allora has no wish to brutalize the Bred worker she finds hoarding treasure, but as a servant of the colony that raised her from infancy, she is duty bound to report anything unusual to the Overlord, even if it costs the blue-eyed man his life. Yet something about the way Cormack watches her forces Allora to reevaluate her understanding of right and wrong. For this genetically engineered soldier is her only protection against the cyborgs who seek what they have discovered, a journal written by the prophetess Cassandra and a way to end the warring between the factions forever.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday No Limits


New cover, new six from No Limits. Click the cover to preorder from Amazon!

Rhys let his conscious mind drift, so not to dwell on the 

discomfort. Even though his body was trapped light years away,

twinges from his physical self produced a phantom pain that 

resounded in his empathic essence.
            How long had it been? With no way to mark the passage of time, he couldn’t even begin to guess. He missed the vivid colors of fresh green and growing things, the salty taste of the stew his brothers had eaten nightly, the coarse textures of the robes they wore while in training. Other sensations seemed even dimmer, barely within his grasp.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Cover for No Limits.

Is a picture worth 1000 words? You tell me!

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday

 Happy Six Sentence Sunday! Got some exciting news to share, one of my short stories, The Ranking is a bestseller on ARe! Wahoo! Got a new short, erotic futuristic, BDSM five flame scorcher for you to sample based in the same futuristic world. Enjoy!


 Footsteps seemed in sync with her heartbeat, a sharp click accompanying every thud against her ribcage. His massive frame filled the doorway, his features cloaked in shadow. Dressed in tailored charcoal slacks and a cobalt blue shirt, he carried a large bag, which he set down inside the door. He straightened and shut the door behind him. Though it was forbidden to address him first, Abby couldn’t help herself. It had been too long.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Six Sunday

Another week, another new Jenna  ebook just released for Kindle and Nook. This one is not sci-fi but it is short and dirty, just the way I like 'em!

Will was close to exploding in his pants like some prepubescent boy watching his first Jenna Jamison flick. Only he sat across the table from his fantasy, and the taste of her gorgeous sex still coated his tongue. He studied her. She ate tiny bites of the food he’d provided, and something twisted inside his chest. He needed to bury his hungry cock inside her, but he’d fucked up enough with her and he remained determined to make amends.
“Would you like a glass of wine?” she offered.

Available now for Kindle and Nook.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday: The Ranking


This week's snippet comes from my new .99 cent ebook,The Ranking. Be warned, it's  M/M erotica w/o a happily ever after. But Duffy's story needs to be told.

“Do you know why the ranking is so important in our culture?”
           
Stattend’s hands trembled as he reached for his belt buckle. “For power and protection, and to know where one fits in society.”
            Duffy shook his head and watched through lowered lids as Stattend coated himself with the ceremonial oil. “That’s only why the results of the ceremony are important. But the first time is to teach men what it’s like to be women, to receive another within your own body, to know what it feels like to be at the mercy of one who could harm you."