Six Sentence Sunday

Welcome back to Six Sentence Sunday, where lots of great authors post six sentences from one of their works.  Just click the link to find all the other sites.

This week's snippet comes from Special Rewards, book two of the Coursodon Dimension series.  This bit doesn't really require any setup.  Anyone who loves coffee can relate.

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After the wildlife sighting, I continued off to purchase the accoutrements to maintain my caffeine habit. An hour later, with twelve new, inexpensive mugs and a pound of Guatemalan Oriflama, I was ready to return home. I admit, I felt a little like an addict when, at each stoplight, I jammed the bag of beans into my face and deeply inhaled the heady aroma. That I managed to make it back without hyperventilating from breathing in the scent of Arabica was truly nothing short of miraculous. I imagined being pulled over and the cops yelling, "Drop the bag, lady. Drop it, the beans aren’t worth it."

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Six Sentence Sunday!

This Sunday's snippet comes from Special Rewards, Book 2 of the Coursodon Dimension Series.  I cheated a little and added an extra sentence, so it's really seven sentence Sunday this time.

Here's the setup:  In the first book, Special Offers, Sebastian's soul inhabited Hailey through most of the story.  And for a short time, Alex's soul was stuck inside Angelica, another Coursodon enforcer.  In this scene, Hailey overhears Alex and Sebastian as they discuss what it was like to really experience what it is to be a woman.

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As I eavesdropped, I heard Alex remark, “If nothing else, it gave me a new level of appreciation for what it’s like to be female.”

Sebastian nodded in agreement.  “I experienced it only second hand, but I cannot fathom how they tolerate PMS.”

“At least Hailey is relatively even-keeled to begin with.  Try going through it in the body of a temperamental maniac like Angelica.”  

Then, they both became quiet and stared blankly into space.  I decided that must be the extent of the male bonding encounter.  

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Six Sentence Sunday

Welcome sixers!  Today's snippet comes from my recent blogpost series, Vampires and That Time of the Month.  The premise is that I've never read about a vampire that prefers his/her blood source to be somewhat south of the border during their food source's monthlies.  

I know, the concept is kind of gross and a bit twisted.  When my husband read it, he looked as if he had serious doubts about my sanity (like I've ever been completely normal, honey!).  Regardless of my spouse's misgivings, this seems like a great idea.  The vamp gets his/her nutrition and the human donor gets what is usually the requisite sexual side effects without any biting. Not to mention the added benefit to the human of less cleanup on aisle one once a month as well as what they might save on feminine hygiene products. 

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In all his four hundred years as a vampire, Constantine was tortured by his insatiable need for human blood.  Sometimes, the hunger was so fierce, he tended to inadvertently kill his food sources.  And when he did, he wallowed in guilt. Then, one night he had an epiphany of sorts.  He was about combine his two favorite pass times - feeding and fucking - with a particularly luscious woman when he was momentarily distracted by the trickle of blood between her legs.  

Yum, he thought.  Now I can eat and eat at the same time.  

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Vampires and That Time of the Month, Part 5

Being a thoughtful vampire, Constantine didn’t want to evict anyone, but the possibility of having all in residence available only on the same day each month was disconcerting.  And being an intelligent vampire, he didn’t panic.  Instead, he came up with a solution.  

The mansion was built somewhat like a “T” –  a central section where all the common areas were located  –  with three attached wings.  The women would be divided into three groups, with each group living exclusively in one of the wings.  The separation should prevent the mass-cycling, and even if each group synched, it was statistically unlikely that they would be on exactly the same schedule.  Immensely satisfied with his plan, Constantine studied the blueprints to determine which rooms would require remodeling into bedroom suites to accommodate the sequestration.  It would be expensive, but well worth the price, he reasoned.

He spent the better part of the night toiling over the details when Madge came by his study.  She glanced silently over his shoulder as he calculated costs, compiled lists and jotted down copious notes.  After a few moments, she cautiously inquired about the details of his ministrations.  

As Constantine began to describe his ingenious strategy with enthusiastic aplomb, he noticed a slight furrow of Madge’s brow.  Thinking she must not understand, he added more detail and spoke more slowly.  By the time he had laid out the entire scheme, Madge’s furrow had morphed into a full-out frown.

“You’d think someone as old as you would have more common sense” she sighed.  “You don’t need to renovate the house!  All we need to do is get them all on the pill and stagger their cycles.”  She mentally added “dumb-ass” to the end of her statement.  She figured as good a boss as Constantine was, there was no sense pissing off your employer when he could forgo contacting human resources about your insolence and just rip your throat out.

Human or vampire , men are  all the same, she thought, shaking her and looking skyward, as if the ceiling might give her the answers she wanted.  Why do they always go with their first idea, no matter how unbelievably convoluted and stupid it is. 

Candy Cane Kink Blog Hop!!!

Ahhh.  The holidays and kink.  

Who among us hasn’t had a fantasy about a three-way with a couple of elves?  Or wondered what kind of bondage tricks Mrs. Claus might recommend (I can just imagine what she could do with that thick, shiny belt of Santa’s).  And don’t get me started with the whole whip-lashing scenario.  Santa didn’t get that good cracking that thing from one night a year.

But I digress.  The reason you are here is to participate in the Candy Cane Kink Blog Hop.

To enter the giveaway, leave the answer to this question (along with your email address) in the comment section of my blog:

Who is the kinkiest reindeer?

And what can you win?  A lovely candy cane inspired  necklace of freshwater pearls, Swarovski crystal and  lampwork glass beads designed and created by me!  I know, it's not the best photo.  But the necklace is beautiful!

You can also use the Rafflecopter contest below to submit extra entries to increase your chances of winning.  Be sure to add your email to the comments or we won’t know where to send the gift!

The winner will be selected at random.  However, the necklace can only be sent to a winner in the US or Canada (sorry, but shipping is expensive!).  If you are selected and you are not from the US, you will still win a $10 Amazon Gift Card, and I will pick another person to receive the necklace.

While you are here, check out my paranormal romance novels 

Special Offers and Special Rewards.  

At $2.99 each in eBook format, they make a great holiday gift!

Meet Hailey - possessed by an otherworldly being who was trapped in her Kindle.  Hailey Parrish is quick-witted, irreverent, and hasn’t had a date in three years. She only wanted an eBook reader because her collection of paperbacks threatened to take over her small living space. Little did she know that the "special offers" that prompted the purchase included much more than a reduced price in exchange for a few ads. The device came pre-loaded with the essence of Sebastian Kess, an erudite womanizer with magical abilities from a parallel dimension. When she inadvertently releases him and he inhabits her body, she finally has a man inside her, just not in the way she imagined. And soon her predicament introduces her to yet another supernatural, the handsome could-be-the-man-of-her-dreams Alex Sunderland. Can Alex and Hailey find a way to return Sebastian to his own body, stay one step ahead of the criminals who want to keep him where he is, and not lose their sense of humor?                                                                                                                    

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What would you do if you discovered there was a parallel dimension?                                        

Hailey Parrish used to be an average, everyday human. Boring, in fact. After being possessed by Sebastian Kess, a magically inclined enforcer from the parallel dimension Coursodon, her life took a decidedly less mundane turn. Besides coming to grips with the existence of supernatural beings, she risked her life helping Sebastian and her heart falling for his protégé, Alex Sunderland. Now, Hailey has to deal with the bit of arcane power that Sebastian left behind when he returned to his own body and try to stay out of the crossfire when an unknown assailant seeks revenge against Alex.

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Vampires and That Time of the Month, Part 4

Of course, Constantine preferred to think of himself as a pimp and Madge as the Madame, but deep down he knew that wasn’t really true. 

One evening, just after Constantine woke from his daytime sleep, Madge burst into his chamber.  It was unusual for Madge to disturb him so early, and he waited with trepidation while she caught her breath.

“Sir,” she finally managed to sputter.  “We have a developing problem.”

Knowing that nothing positive ever came after that kind of declaration and Madge was not one to exaggerate, he let out a resigned sigh and asked her to continue.

“You know how a couple of months ago we started letting women reside here permanently instead of just when they were dinner?”

He remembered quite well.  As additional compensation for their monthly donations, Constantine let some of his favorites take up rent-free residence in the mansion.  They came and went as they pleased, and he was thrilled that the usually empty mansion was better utilized. 

“Well,” Madge continued, “the close proximity has made them start to cycle together.  They all have their periods at the same time.”

Constantine frowned.  “I suppose that is what is meant by ‘either feast or famine’.” 

Vampires and That Time of the Month, Part 3

Here's the next installment of my WIP.  If you missed the first two, go down.  It's Constantine's favorite was to scroll....

As time went by, his friends told their trustworthy friends.  In a matter of months, Constantine had a new, ever expanding waiting list for vampires that shared his culinary proclivities.  This was no problem for Madge; she developed her own software to keep everything flowing smoothly.  When the demand inevitably exceeded the supply, she implemented a clever - and successful - marketing strategy to recruit more women to the fold.  Constantine was skeptical when she pitched him the idea of advertising on Facebook, but apparently social media was perfect for introducing the concept.  

Soon, it wasn't only local women who participated.  Menstruating females from around the country started coming.  In response to the new influx of ladies without local accommodations, Constantine opened the extra twenty bedrooms of his sprawling mansion not being used as feeding stations for the out-of-towners.  The whole enterprise had become wildly successful as the vampires thought nothing of paying exorbitant fees to join the exclusive "club."  

What began as a simple solution to an age-old dilemma had blossomed into something bigger.  This was Constantine's legacy, his calling.  Never in his long, undead life had he imagined such a future, and while it pained him to admit it, he had become something stranger than a vampire.

Constantine was a Madame.

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Vampires and That Time of the Month, Part 2

In fact, Constantine was so thrilled with this new way of feeding, he eventually had to hire someone to keep track of who was ready and who wasn't.  

Madge was a nondescript but pleasant middle-aged woman who excelled at keeping the scheduling on track.  This was no easy task.  Constantine preferred first-day blood; it was almost as tasty as fresh-from-the-vein.  He had found that later in the cycle, the blood developed a flavor that reminded him of bagged blood, nourishing but flat and vaguely unpleasant.  As long as he had a trove of willing women, he reasoned, he didn't have to settle for Three-Buck Chuck when he could drink Chateau Lafite Rothschild. 

Despite his plethora of bitches - as Madge jokingly called them - Constantine was truly amazed at his good fortune.  When he took the time to investigate why so many females flocked to him, he discovered that most human men found their bleeding so off-putting, the women endured intense sexual frustration one week per month.  Constantine couldn't understand this reluctance, but then again, he was a blood-sucking creature by nature.  Nevertheless, his cache of willing ladies was ever increasing as his "services" spread by word of mouth - theirs, not his ironically.  Eventually, Constantine recruited a few of his closest vampire friends to join in, for no other reason than to whittle down the long waiting list.

Vampires and That Time of Month

I've read a lot of books about vampires.  And to some degree or another, they all need blood.  Usually human blood.  I've never, however, read about a vampire that prefers his/her blood source to be somewhat south of the border during their food source's monthlies.  

I know, the thought is kind of gross.  But bear with me. What a great compromise.  The vamp gets his/her nutrition and the human donor gets what is usually the requisite sexual side effects without any biting. Not to mention the added benefit to the human of less cleanup on aisle one once a month as well as what they might save on feminine hygiene products.

Obviously, some vampires probably enjoy the biting part.  But, really. They'd probably get a lot more takers if they didn't have to sink fang.  Maybe I'll try and work that into one of my books if I write one with vampires....  

In all his four hundred years as a vampire, Constantine was tortured by his insatiable need for human blood.  Sometimes, the hunger was so fierce, he tended to inadvertently kill his food sources.  And when he did, he wallowed in guilt. Then, one night he had an epiphany of sorts.  He was about combine his two favorite pass times - feeding and fucking - with a particularly luscious woman when he was momentarily distracted by the trickle of blood between her legs.  

Yum, he thought.  Now I can eat and eat at the same time.  

The lass was so overcome by the event, she insisted that each month she would allow him to feed from her. Constantine generally didn't reuse his meals, preferring to wipe their minds and then moving on to another.  But this arrangement satisfied his gastronomical requirements without even the slightest possibility of going too far.  

Soon, he had enough women that on any given night, there was at least one who was ready, willing and able.

Check back for tomorrow's episode of Vampires and That Time of the Month....

Six Sentence Sunday

Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday!

Today's snippet comes from Special Rewards, the second book in the Coursodon Dimension Series.  Here's the setup:  Hailey is displeased that Sebastian is hitting on her best friend and in voicing her consternation, gets an idea of just how old her former body-mate really is....

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"I can’t help it if women find me irresistible.”

“Well, try to be less appealing, Casanova.”

“Ah, Giacomo,” he remarked with a wry curve of his lips. “Nice fellow, eager student. But I must take some exception to your comparison. While his name has become synonymous with the art of seduction, in truth, it was I who taught him everything he knew.”

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Money Not Well Spent

I tried a paid book promotion today.  My book was the "sponsor" for the free books mentioned for that day.  There are two words to describe the marketing experiment:

EPIC FAILURE!

I sold...get ready to be astonished...3, that's right, 3 books today!!!  That's what I normally sell WITHOUT having a pricey promotion.  (To be precise, I sold four books, but one was returned.)  I know, it was silly to think promotion of a non-free book on a free book page would result in a lot of sales.  After all, people are looking for FREE BOOKS!   I'm pretty sure the person that bought and then returned the book was someone who thought it was free and was horrified to find it actually cost $2.99.

What was I thinking?  I should have just flushed the frickin' money down the toilet for all the good it did.  It would have been better to use the money to just buy my own book.  At least that way my popularity numbers would look better.  

But, to look on the bright side, it was a learning experience.  A phenomenally wretched one, but one learns best from one's mistakes, right?  That's what I get for making marketing decisions at 2:30 am when suffering from insomnia.  

Next time I can't sleep, I'll just download porn like a normal person.

Six Sentence Sunday!

Welcome back to another Six Sentence Sunday!  Today I have another snippet from Special Rewards, Book Two of the Coursodon Dimension Series.  This one doesn't really require much set up....

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After divorcing my cheating husband, I began a three-year period of celibacy.   It really wasn’t that difficult to remain chaste; I had no interest even in dating.  Now that Alex and I were together, though, I was definitely making up for lost time.  I had been afraid that I might have completely lost my sex drive, but it was like the libido switch that had been turned off all those years was flipped on when Alex’s penis first entered my vagina.  There wasn’t one piece of furniture in my tiny, rented guest house upon which we hadn’t done the lust and thrust.  At least during the first week of our official couple-hood. 

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