NSFW

It goes without saying, I would guess, that this website is not safe for work and should only be viewed by adults.

I’ve put a lot of effort into making sure that there are no explicit images on the front page of this blog unless they are beneath a cut, but as soon as you follow any links from here you are nearly guaranteed to find sexually explicit content.

What’s more, even on this page there are likely to be images (non-explicit but inappropriate for work), naughty text and sex stories. That is, after all, what you came here for, right? 🙂

 

(This was originally posted on Dec. 19, 2012 but I regularly edit the published on date to keep it stuck to the top of the page)

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The Battle for Vimy Ridge

I don’t usually get too serious on this blog, but today I’m going to, because this is important.

This weekend is the 100 year anniversary of the beginning of the Battle for Vimy Ridge.

You can’t grow up in Canada and not know about Vimy Ridge — it’s seen as one of the things which helped shape our nation, which brought us together as a nation and inspired national pride. Documentaries and Heritage Minutes tend to frame it as ‘Other nations tried to take the ridge but we prevailed where they did not!’

It continues to instill pride to this day. I’ve never served in the military (though a good number of my ancestors have) but I still tear up with pride (and sadness) whenever I watch a Heritage Minute or documentary about Vimy Ridge.

It matters.

It mattered to the war, to the world, to our country and it matters to me.

So it was only a question of time before it showed up in my fiction. But when it did I knew I was going to have to tread very carefully. And I did.

Although it’s never expressly stated in the text, in my story, Circles Within Circles, Michael is about to participate in this battle when he contacts his sister for help. That help made me really nervous, because in no way did I want to tell a story where incubus magic was the thing which made the Canadians successful in taking the ridge but I also really wanted for that to be the battle Michael was about to engage in.

In fact, Michael is in the same battalion that my family served in during WWI and WWII. It matters to me that even in something as fluffy as a paranormal romance story I  respect those men and what they fought and died for. That I not minimize their struggles or their victories.

In the end the magic that shields Michael actually unshields some of his fellows–balance. That didn’t feel disrespectful. It worked for my conscience, my pride, and the story.

As I said, this weekend is the 100 year anniversary of the beginning of that terrible battle and I will be spending a lot of time thinking about those soldiers–what they were fighting for, what they endured and what they accomplished. I hope you will too.

Never forget.

 

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Luminous Dreams Countdown Sale

Luminous Dreams Countdown Sale

From today until April 13th, Luminous Dreams by Alexa Piper will be involved in an Amazon countdown sale. The way that works is the book starts at the low, low, super low price of $0.99 and then slowly, over the course of the week, that price increases until it gets back to its regular price of $2.99.

What does that mean for you? Well, it means the sooner you act, the more you save!

Luminous Dreams contains nine erotic short stories and one Amazon reviewer described it as “…the most fantastic, sexiest, erotic twist on fairy tales and myths that I have ever read.

If that’s all you need to hear to to be convinced it’s something you ought to give a read to, you can pick up your copy by clicking here:

Luminous Dreams on Amazon

Or, if you’re still not sure keep reading for a short description of each one of the stories you’ll find between the covers!

Relax, close your eyes . . . and dream.

Nine tales, nine sensual dreams of enchantment, wanderlust and lovers’ longings, of searching and finding; these dreams tell of birds of fire, curses that lie like bridges between night and day, and hunger for sweet seduction.

“Phoenix and Styx” Flesh and myth tumble together, strangers in a world too small to hold them. Can they find balance long enough to seek their pleasure, or are they destined to combust?

“Fortune’s Song” Eliron is a recluse with a bad reputation, Aurora is a fortune teller’s daughter turned nomad. Together, they sing harmonies to make harps blush, but their real song, their true song, may just be something darker and deeper.

“Candy and the Witch” When Gretel finds a candy trail in the woods leading to succulent desires, she doesn’t walk blindly into its trap—she lays one of her own.

“The Night Train: Story of a Passage” As Taite boards the night train, she expects a less-than-satisfactory nap, not a steamy encounter with mystical strangers and a choice that could change the very course of her life.

“I Will Feed You Honey” An ancient muse trapped within a Tarot card, a dancer trapped just outside the bright lights of center stage—they could be each other’s salvations . . . or prisons. But before that question is answered, Marina will have to figure out if the sexy dreams she’s been having of a masked man are fantasy inspired by the Tarot card that manages to slip between her sheets . . . or real.

“The Acorn Princess” Alice enters the woods to get away from the world, what she discovers awakens earthy desires she didn’t even know dwelled within her.

“Drinks and the Other Witch” When Hansel meets a stranger from a strange place, sweet seduction is what he wants.

“Nocturnal Conquests” Ana never noticed them, but they’ve been watching her, waiting, hungering for her. When the three of them finally meet the ending is inevitable—consume and be consumed—or is it?

“A Raven by Day” Sofia knows sunlight only through a raven’s eyes and hasn’t much use for her nocturnal, human body until she meets Hayden, whose hands work her flesh with the same awe and reverence as his metal and clockwork creations. But can Hayden keep the raven in his heart and the woman in his bed, or will they both fly away?

Pick up your copy now for as little as 99 cents!

Luminous Dreams

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Circles Within Circles

I was pretty excited when my story, “Circles Within Circles” was accepted for inclusion in the Demons, Imps and Incbui anthology a while back. I’m still excited to be included in that anthology, but now that it’s been out for a couple years I want to give people a way to read my story without buying the whole anthology.

Thus, I’m excited to announce that today I’ve released Circles Within Circles as a standalone story!

 

Mary never believed the rumors about her mother being a witch, but when a mirror inexplicably connects her to her twin brother Michael, stationed half a world away on a WWI battlefield, she reconsiders. To protect him from a battle he has reason to believe will be his last, Mary sets out to uncover any magic left on her isolated farm.

The incubus Cairn wakes from centuries of banishment to a cramped basement and a sensual, albeit surprised, woman. Perhaps she didn’t intend to summon him, but since she did, perhaps he could help… for a price.

Available now

Amazon (US) (CA) (UK)

Barnes and Noble

Kobo

But wait! There’s more!

I’ve priced this story at $0.99 because I feel like that’s a fair price for a short story but I’m not planning on keeping the profits from sales for myself. Instead, all the proceeds from this story will be used to fund microloans via Kiva to help women all across the world build better lives for themselves. I decided to use Kiva because as each loan is paid back I’ll be able to use that money to make another loan. And so, in that way, each dollar is used over and over and over again.

So if you pick up a copy of Circles Within Circles not only do you get an awesome story, but you’re helping women help themselves.

It’s win/win!

 

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Cover Reveal: Bite Somebody Else

I’m going to take a break from talking about kINKED for a moment because Sara Dobie Bauer (*cough* who happens to have a story in kINKED *cough*) has a cover reveal today 🙂

Imogene helped her newbie vampire friend Celia hook up with an adorable human, but now Celia has dropped an atomic bomb of surprise: she has a possibly blood-sucking baby on the way. Imogene is not pleased, especially when a mysterious, ancient, and annoyingly gorgeous vampire historian shows up to monitor Celia’s unprecedented pregnancy.

Lord Nicholas Christopher Cuthbert III is everything Imogene hates: posh, mannerly, and totally uninterested in her. Plus, she thinks he’s hiding something. So what if he smells like a fresh garden and looks like a rich boarding school kid just begging to be debauched? Imogene has self-control. Or something.

As Celia’s pregnancy progresses at a freakishly fast pace, Imogene and Nicholas play an ever-escalating game of will they or won’t they, until his sexy maker shows up on Admiral Key, forcing Nicholas to reveal his true intentions toward Celia’s soon-to-arrive infant.

Pre-order it now from Amazon or direct from World Weaver Press!

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My Art as Ink, My Skin as Canvas

I invited Brantwijn Serrah to provide a guest post for this blog to help celebrate the release of kINKED which includes her story, “For the Occasion”

My Art as Ink, My Skin as the Canvas

by Brantwijn Serrah

My mother had a rather amusing shitfit when I came home with my first tattoo. My dad gave me a good old slap on the back. This was not a gesture of approval. My back was where the tattoo was.

We all had a good laugh about it in the end, but only, I think, because I assured them the very simple, small cross on my shoulder blade was the only tattoo I was ever planning on getting.

Ten years and five more tattoos later, I think about where I’ll be putting down ink next.

Each tattoo on my body connects to my identity as a writer and the stories I’ve written (or my lifelong worship of little feline gods, but they are inevitably wound together with everything I do, anyway).

I lay down ink on paper. I take ink into my skin. I’m a creator, and a canvas, for myself. I designed a labrys tattoo for myself after publishing Lotus Petals. A figure of runes when The Pact made it past the editor’s first read. A semi-colon worked into the symbol of my fictional angel of life. A cross for the first book I ever wrote. A pair of stargazing kittens for me and my sister, my longest and most loyal supporter, beta reader, content advisor, and fan. Five cat’s paws—one with an extra toe—for my constant, magical “mewses”.

I love wearing my art, and not just in a literal way. I love the story coming together on my skin. The map of my worlds, which is, over time, extending over and between the individual symbols, to become a greater overarching tale of its own.

So what’s next? The cross, that original, initial design which got me started, feels like it’s ready for an upgrade. It started like my writing career itself started: a symbol of faith, explored in a long and very personal novel I will probably never publish but still keep close to my heart. My faith grows, though, and has grown in new paths symbolized in new ways as I write and publish more. At least two characters within my worlds have developed into personal reflections of the importance and character of my own spiritual beliefs, and I think it’s time to work those details into the once-so-simple tattoo.

There’s also the matter of the yet-unfinished fae tattoo, a commemoration of my Four Courts series. Tradition has inspired me to celebrate new tales with new ink, but upon the publication of Goblin Fires I wasn’t able to do so. The Goblin Fires tattoo has been a long time coming, a long time taking form and changing form and developing new imagery in my mind, and I think it’s time to honor the story as I’ve honored the others.

The tattoo for Lotus Petals and the other stories of Rhiannon Donovan also needs a bit more embellishment. The world and the characters have grown and flourished; I think the tattoo needs a little alteration to show that, too. What is right now only a few pink petals meant to symbolize lotus flowers or cherry blossoms may soon have to bloom into full flower, as the stories themselves now are.

My art is not only words, and the place of my art is not only in my journals and notepads and sketchbooks. My tattoos reflect a multi-faceted image of myself. Looking back now on that day I came home with my first, fresh tattoo, I realize I never intended to allow the symbol, one symbol, stand for all of me. Some day, the total composition is going to represent how much that first cross meant on the path to self-acceptance and self-celebration, and how it then lead to a bigger, more complex tapestry of my entire identity.

Get your copy now, or read it for free on Kindle Unlimited!

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