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Saturday, February 8, 2014

Saturday Sips - Mon Frere: Facing Our Fears

Greetings readers. Welcome to Saturday Sips. The next Mon Frere is finally done. Well first draft anyway. It came in at 23k which was quite a surprise to me. In this book, the twins are finding out more about themselves, their relationship with Gren as well as their future with Dale. Here is an excerpt from the story.

Unedited Excerpt

Together we stand, together we fall. I am your brother always and forever.
Ryland tucked the card on the side of the bouquet he’d handpicked for their birthday dinner’s adornment and set it in the center of the table. He inhaled them one last time, enjoying the aroma of freshly cut, red roses. Now more than ever he enjoyed just the simple pleasure in life, especially with Dale Mooney at his side. If only his brother would come around and take pleasure in life as he did.
“Ah, Ryder.” He fluffed out the flowers some more. “I love you more than life itself. Why not enjoy our man as I have asked?” Ryland took one more whiff and headed for the kitchen to find his human lover who was busily preparing food for himself. “Mhmm, Dale what are you cooking my love? Smells scrumptious.” And it did, despite the fact Ryland had no need to consume anything mortals ate. Ryland sauntered into the next room, sliding behind his lover, wrapping his arms around his waist.
“Ohh shi−” Dale flinched at the touch and laughed, turning his head slightly to the side. He met Ryland’s gaze. “Baby you gotta cut that out, huh? I’m real ticklish I tell ya. At least wait until I get away from the oven.”
Dale’s southern accent warmed Ryland’s cold heart. Gently, he planted a kiss on Dale’s right shoulder. “I’ll do more than just tickle you, lover. That is a guarantee.”
“Mhmm, and I love when you do, sugah. Just broiling some fish, babe with a little Cajun rice and veggies. Nothing too much but, I gotta stay healthy so I can give you all the blood you need.”
Ryland cocked an eyebrow, laying his head on the back of Dale’s neck. He sucked in a breath, enjoying Dale’s manly scent. Ryland winced, feeling his cock tent in his trousers and immediately, he stepped back, cursing under his breath about his desires. As much as he wanted to take his lover up on the offer he wasn’t sure he could control himself.
What if I turn him before his ready?
Ryland couldn’t bear to think of the consequences. The last thing he wanted was to take a chance on losing Dale again.
“Ry?” Dale spun around and threw the mitts on the neighboring side counter. His wild blue eyes peered into Ryland. “What’s wrong babe? I was feeling good with your cold body against my back, you know?” Dale flashed a smirky smile and held out his hands. “Come on back, babe. Wanna feel ya against me some more.”
Ryland returned the grin but didn’t move. “What am I your personal air cooling unit?” He chuckled and folded his arms over his chest. “I knew you only wanted me for that, I just knew it,” he chided. “And your own bodyguard so no one will hurt or rob you.”
Dale laughed and ran his slim fingers through his brown locks. “Ah shut it, Ry. You know I want you for way more than that. And like I said, you need me too so you won’t go killing folks as much anymore.”
Ryland’s smile once again faded and he nibbled on his bottom lip until it hurt. He loved that Dale was concerned about him but it still didn’t quell his fear of turning him too soon. “Sweetheart, I know what you said about me feeding on you but, I…I’m not sure I can control that yet. I might turn you…”
“So?” Dale stepped closer and cradled Ryland in his arms, planting a light kiss on Ryland’s lips. “I want that babe. We been seeing one another like three months now, going on four. I mean, don’t you want me to be your eternal lover? No doubt, I wanna be yours.” Dale stroked Ryland’s hair, twirling the strays around his fingertips. “Don’t tell me you’re changing your mind.”
Ryland closed his eyes, loving the feel of Dale’s hands in his hair and underneath his shirt, caressing his cold flesh. “Of course not, lover. I just refuse to turn you before it’s time. I don’t want it to be a situation where I need to or it is done in the heat of passion…at least not without your consent.”
“But you have it, Ry.” Dale cut him off with another kiss, forcing his tongue deep inside Ryland’s mouth. He shoved his hands down the back of Ryland’s pants, tightly squeezing his buttocks.
“Mmph.” Ryland relaxed into Dale’s embrace and grabbed onto his back through the denim shirt. His tongue tangled with Dale’s, causing Ryland to become dizzy with lust. “You are my drug, you know that? I cannot resist you even if I tried.”
“And why would you want to?” Dale squeezed Ryland’s sides and moved his hands from inside Ryland’s pants. “Besides, I feel the same about you, babe. And by the way, when am I moving in? I mean, I love my older brother but he’s starting to wear on my nerves lately, my man.”
Ryland wrapped his arms around Dale’s neck and leaned his forehead against Dale’s. “Soon. I need to make sure Ryder is perfectly okay with you taking residence here and that it is safe to do so. We have something to take care of first.”
Dale stepped back and cocked an eyebrow. “What sugar? Damn man, why don’t you just tell me, hmm? I mean, I’m fully aware of just about every damn thing about you so tell me about the danger Ryder was talking about.”
Ryland sighed and moved away from Dale once again. Immediately he felt the loss of Dale’s warm body. “Lover, I want to be open with you but, I feel I need to keep this part secret. I don’t want you walking around, scared or cause you to run away.”
Dale caught Ryland’s hand and pulled him in. “Babe, I told ya, nothing’s gonna make me run again, you hear? Now, whatever is wrong we’re gonna fight it together, all three of us. And as far as that brother of yours, he just needs to spend more time with us that’s all. I mean, when we all made love together, I swear…” Dale smiled wickedly and gripped Ryland’s sides. “I ain’t never seen or felt anything like that in my life. I’m looking forward to being with both of you even though, in reality you’re all I need.”
Ryland nodded and allowed himself to fall in Dale’s clutches once again. He desperately wished there was a way to tell Dale about the soul sucker demon running around, waiting to strike them down at any moment but there was some things his mortal didn’t need to know.
And how did Dale know about any danger unless he overheard them talking about it or if Ryder mentioned something to him?
Despite Dale’s advances and sweet talk, Ryland wouldn’t give in or hand Dale any keys to the mansion just yet until the demon had been slayed.

He would never forgive himself if he lost Dale because of his need to turn him or the soul sucker’s desire to defeat him and his brother.

Hope you enjoyed. I'm anxiously awaiting the cover art and in the meantime its going to the betas. Look for it towards the end of February. 


Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Wednesday Briefs #40 - Valios and Calisto


Greetings.

I'm excited to be doing the briefs again and dusting off Valios and Calisto. 
Yes I realize, they need their story sooner than later


Read the story and the briefs for Calisto and Valios here

Hit Me with Your Best Shot

“No, no, I cannot…I will not!” Valios wrestled himself away from Calisto’s clutches, nearly tumbling over in a heap. “Stay away from me, angel. You and I cannot be together. I cannot love you, I will not go against the desires of my father for you.”

Calisto dropped his head a moment and moistened his lips. “Valios…”

“No, no…” Valios shook his head and shifted away in a hurry so as not to see the beautiful angel up close. Surely the more time they spent together, the more he would desire to be with him. “Go away, Calisto. Go back to your heavenly bed and be with someone good, someone holy like yourself. We don’t belong together…” Valios clutched his heart when he spoke the words. The pain of those scathing remarks seared through his burning flesh making him wince.

“Valios, I cannot and will not leave without you. We belong together, you know this. Despite the way we fought back then, you know I did not mean to hurt you.” Calisto ran up behind him, holding him from behind, cradling him around his waist. “Valios, I had the chance to kill you then and leave you as a pile of dust with just the force of my hand. I could not do it Valios because I knew in my heart I belonged with you. Don’t discard me Valios. You know you love me just the same. As Cal or as Calisto, you love me. There is no denying that.” Calisto leaned against Valios, nuzzling the space underneath his ear.

Valios lowered his lids, feeling tears well up inside of him. Just from Calisto’s hands touching him, smoke rose from his flesh, melting his cold outer exterior, stirring something real in his frozen heart. Valios nibbled on his bottom lip until it went numb. “Calisto…no… I cannot. I…I admit, I do have feelings for you in the depths of my soul. Those will never go away but we are from two different worlds, you are good, squeaky clean, while I am bad, vile, disgusting. I wish to do nothing but harm to people who cross my path while you want to help.”

Calisto fondled Valios sides and leaned on his shoulder. “You were once one of God’s angels, Valios. You fell out of favor when you questioned his methods but God is very forgiving. If you show yourself worthy of another chance he will give it to you.”

Thinking of the fateful day, Valios bit down on his lip a little harder, breaking skin. When he cursed God and was hurled from the heavens was a sad day for all, including Calisto. He’d been around longer than the angel prince but it didn’t stop him from being attracted to the next in line to the wretched Michael. Could he ever live amongst them just for Calisto’s sake?

Never.

Valios wouldn’t. He enjoyed being a soul catcher, taking human souls and feeding upon them for his own pleasure. There was no hope for his cold heart to thaw out and completely change. Not for Calisto and certainly not for the so called God. “Ugh…” With all his strength, Valios shrugged his shoulders and broke away. The force drove the lithe Calisto backwards.

Calisto slid across the clear tiles until his back hit the wall. Speckles of gold dust flew off his body. He shook his head. “Oh Valios, I feel it in your heart. You love me, I know this. I sensed the good energy coming from you.”

Valios wrinkled his nose and raised an eyebrow. “Never angel, no good, just hurt from the father disowning me. I will never see his side of it, Calisto and I won’t go back to that side either when I know where I belong.”

Calisto sighed and rubbed the corners of his eyes. He gulped hard and kneeled with his head held high. “Then I know what you must do in order to make us both happy, Valios.”

Valios spun on his heel, meeting the angelic blue eyes of his beloved nemesis. He crossed his arms over his chest, waiting on the answer. “And what is that, Calisto?  Despite my feelings towards you the only thing that will…” Valios knew nothing of happy. Content was the better word. He could feel content with something.

Happy and content with Calisto.

“Urgh!” Valios grit his teeth. “You must leave me, Calisto. That would leave me content…”

Calisto shrugged his robe from his shoulders, revealing beautiful tanned, glowing skin. “No Valios, the only way I will leave is by you destroying me. I will not be content nor happy without you. Strike me down and put me out of my misery. Send me to the lake of fire where I belong.”

Valios’ eyes widened and he vehemently shook his head.

No.

No way would he hurt Calisto. Not with the feelings that lingered in his cold heart. He wanted the angel to go back to the heavenly realm and live forever with someone of his kind. Though it would hurt Valios to see him with someone else, that’s the way it had to be. Demon and angels could not be together. Ever. “No, Calisto, I will not hurt you. Go back to where you belong…”

“No, Valios. I won’t, not without you. I won’t live in happiness without the man I love more than anything including my eternal existence. Hit me with your best shot, demon!” Calisto huffed and his eyes turned a deep shade of crimson. “Destroy me, Valios! Send me to purgatory for your father to eat my soul alive!”

Valios continued to shake his head and the tears froze on his cheeks. Despite what he was saying in his head, his father encouraged him through telepathy to destroy the angel as he’d asked.

Do me proud, son. Kill him! Destroy him!

“No, Father! No Calisto. I will not, I won’t hurt you or a hair on your pretty head.” Valios dropped to his knees and softly caressed the angel’s cheek. He traced the warm tears and sweat on Calisto’s face. “No… regardless of what you or anyone says to me, I will not hurt you. Ever.”

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