Wednesday, April 24, 2013

From Daughters of Teelan

“Home sick?” Pla’ton asked when he stepped up beside her and leaned against the chest high rail.
“A little,” she admitted. “Is everyone gone for the day?”
“Yes. Supper is on the way for Allan and Marsha. I set up the guard shifts”
“I guess I should go check on my people,” Becky said.
“They’re fine Becky. I checked on them and besides if there was a problem you would know about it right away what with your implants.”
She grinned. Pla’ton had learned about the communicators beneath the skin of each person in her unit. “You’re right of course. I guess then I should go to my quarters and order something to eat.”
“Becky I have another idea,” Pla’ton said, “How about you join me at a restaurant I know of for dinner?”
“I think that is an excellent idea,” Allan spoke from behind them. “Becky you need to get away from here for a while. To my knowledge you haven’t stepped out the building in the last four months.”
Turning she started to protest and Allan silenced her. “Don’t argue with me. It will do you good. Besides you’re representing our race. It’s high time you mingled a little with the Mistia people. Unless you don’t want to be with the major.” He quirked an eyebrow.
She cast a glance at the major beside her. He was handsome and she liked him. He had a muscular body, rugged masculine face and a great personality. What’s not to like?
“It’s not that. My duties here…” she started.
“Can handle you taking a night off.” Allan interrupted. “In fact, since tomorrow starts the two day rest period and we don’t have any negotiations. I think in addition to going to dinner tonight you should take tomorrow off. The Major might even be convinced to take you sightseeing.” The ambassador quirked one eyebrow at Pla’ton in question.
“Most certainly ambassador. I would be happy to take her for a tour.”
Becky was speechless. Dammit Allan you manipulating bastard. She glanced to the side at Pla’ton. His lips were pressed tightly together to silence his laugh but the twinkle in his ice-blue eyes told her he was enjoying watching her boss lecture her.
The shit. She refused to provide him the satisfaction of knowing how pleased she was to be asked to dine with him.
“And you are pleased,” Randy, her AI, said.
“Shut-up Randy. I don’t need you adding to my discomfort.”
Randy’s chuckle hummed in her head but he didn’t make further comments.
“Well major, it appears in order to please my boss.” She stressed, please my boss. “I will be accepting your dinner invitation. So, is what I’m wearing acceptable at this place you have in mind?”
Pla’ton gazed at her silver and black jumpsuit. “It probably would be, but maybe something a little dressier.”
“I see. Well then I’ll change clothes.”
Pla’ton smiled. “And so will I. Can you be ready in about an hour?”
“I’ll be ready by then. I’ll meet you by the elevator going down to the lobby.” She turned and stalked away. As she passed Allan, she whispered, “I smell a plot here and I will make you pay even though you are my boss.”
Allan’s response was a quickly suppressed chuckle.
Pla’ton hid his grin. Even though spoken in a whisper, he’d heard Becky’s promise to Allan. He liked Becky and he hoped she liked him in return. Even though she was of another species she was the first woman he had felt attracted to in a long time. 
His gaze shifted from Allan to Becky’s back as she stormed from the balcony and took quick strides to the elevator leaving no doubt in his mind she was upset. He had asked Allan if it was acceptable to ask her out to dinner and Allan had told him that it was not only acceptable but would be nice. It had taken him weeks to work up the courage to ask Becky out and now this. Allan had angered her. Evidently Allan was tired of waiting for him to make a move.
“I think I pissed her off,” Allan chuckled.
“I think you’re right. And now that you’ve stirred her up you expect me to take that angry woman out to eat?” he asked.
“Yep.” Allan chuckled. “We have a word to describe a woman like her, spitfire. It means highly emotional and hot tempered.”
 “Thanks. Thanks a lot.” Shaking his head, he left Allan standing on the balcony and strode to the elevator.
Arriving on the nineteenth floor he walked down the hall and entered his room to get ready. When finished Pla’ton closed the door behind him and glanced down the hallway. Becky was waiting at the elevator with her arms folded under her breasts. Not saying a word, she spun quickly and stepped into the car to wait.
He joined her, the doors closed and the car started its journey down. Glancing to his side, Pla’ton appraised her. Becky had removed the tight bun that normally confined her blonde hair. Instead it hung softly on her shoulders. She had painted her lips a glossy white. The off-white dress covered her completely from just below her neck to just below mid-thigh contrasting wonderfully with her ebony skin. It was tight enough to accent every inch of her delicious looking curves. For a short person, Becky had long muscular looking legs.
“I hope you don’t gnaw my face off for saying this Becky, but you look fabulous.” Her reaction took him by complete surprise.
She burst into laughter. Controlling her outburst she said, “I think you meant to say, bite my head off instead of gnaw my face. I’m not going to bite your head off and thank you for the compliment Pla’ton.”  She studied him openly from head to toe. “You look pretty damn fine yourself.”

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Excerpt from a WIP

This posting is short but I hope ominous. 

Deep in the recess of her mind, Meg knew she should be frightened out of her wits. Somehow she knew what was taking place here tonight would change her life forever if she even survived. But she couldn't summon that fear to the forefront of her thoughts. She was certain part of the reason was the wine. Part was the hypnotic beauty of the ceremony she was taking part in and the stunning magnificence of Lamia and her minions.
Lamia approached and stood between her legs looking down at her. Meg saw Lamia's eyes were glowing red. For the first time she was certain the woman standing before her was the demon Lamia.
"Are you ready to join my minions Meg?" Lamia asked.
Meg grimaced. "Do I have a choice?"
Lamia smiled "There are always choices. You can choose not to join us and we will kill you just as we intend to do with the men."
Meg jolted at the thought of Joe and Mark being killed.
"Maybe you should kill me. Maybe that would be better than being your slave," she spat.
"Is that your wish?"
She considered it but the urge to go on living no matter what, took control. She looked away from Lamia.
"That's as I thought," the demon said.
"Fuck you," Meg managed.
Reaching out Lamia stroked her inner thigh. "I'm certain sometime we will, but not tonight."
The demons words, not tonight, played through her, its meaning impressing even on her fogged mind. There will be other nights. How long will I be here?
Reaching between her legs, Lamia slipped two of her fingers between her folds. Lamia removed her hand and raised it so Meg could better see. Meg gulped when Lamia open her fist. Coiled up in her palm was a milky white serpent with beady red eyes. It was about the size of a baby garter snake. Lamia petted the snakes head affectionately. The snake stuck out its forked tongue. "I'd like you to meet one of my babies. We'll call her Sassy, a very appropriate name, don't you think, since you are. Sassy will soon be your good friend." The snake slithered across Lamia's palm and threaded through her fingers. "Sassy is going to take up residence in you Meg. She will bring about a change in you and insure your loyalty to me."
Meg swallowed hard and nausea clutched her stomach at the thought of having that snake anywhere near her to say nothing of in her. "Oh hell no!" Meg struggled mightily and futilely against her restraints seeking to escape the pending event.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Excerpt from WIP Sons of Teelan

Here's my Wednesday excerpt.

“There’s a nice little restaurant I’d like to take you to…” he started when they woke.
“Blake there’s something I want to ask of you. For now at least, I think we should keep this growing relationship of ours a secret. Especially from your mother. I don’t know if she would approve.”
“I’m not ashamed of my feelings for you. I don’t care if others see us together.”
“Please. I’m not ashamed to be seen with you either but I feel so guilty about that first night. The first time we…”
“I don’t regret our first time. Nor any time after that.”
“What you’re asking is going to be very difficult. Have you forgotten who my mother is? She’ll know if we’re seen anywhere in public.”
“Please. I’m begging you. Just until I can figure out how to tell her.” She crawled out of bed and stood looking down at him.
“Fine.” There was disgust in his voice but he agreed. “There’s this quiet little place I know. It’s by a lake. We can swim and have a picnic. You do swim don’t you? I know earth cats hate water.”
She snorted. “Yes I swim. My face may look like an Earth cat’s but I’m not one.” She waved her hand over herself. “Is this the body of an Earth cat? Would you even consider making love to an Earth cat?”
Blake climbed to his feet and pulled her into embrace. “You most assuredly don’t have the body of any cat I’ve ever seen. So it’s decided. Do you have a kini?”
“Kini is short for bikini. A two piece swim suit.”
“Oh. Yes I think Rayne picked some out for me although they are scandalously brief.”
He winked. “The more scandalous the better in my book.”
Grinning, she slapped him on the arm. “Dial up some wine and something to eat while I change. Oh, and Blake, keep those lustful thoughts of yours in the front of your mind, I may have use for them later.”
He pulled on his clothes and left the room to get a drink. “Tantara,” he hollered at the bedroom where she was changing. “I’ll be right back. I need to teleport to my house and change.”
She stepped to the door and looked out. She had already removed her top. “You make sure you come right back. And Blake, is it possible for you to teleport into my house instead of outside the door?”
“Yes. As long as I have your permission to do so. You need to tell the house computer to grant me access.”
“Computer,” she spoke into the air. “Blake is to have full access inside this house at any time.” She smiled. “Is that sufficient?”
“That will do fine.” He vanished.
Thirty minutes later he returned. Suddenly he was standing in the middle of the living room. His long pants and shirt were gone. He wore a unbuttoned beach shirt and tight swim trunks. In her opinion the trunks he wore showed him off deliciously. In one hand he carried a picnic basket with a folded blanket in the other.
Together they filled the basket with food, utensils and the bottle of wine. “Hold these.” He handed her the basket and blanket then stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her belly. “Are you ready?”
“I was born ready.” She giggled.
A moment later she was looking out over a beautiful lake. The grassy shore tapered gradually to the water. Trees with large green leaves shaded the open space. Bright sunlight gleamed off the calm water. Taking the blanket from her, he spread it on the ground and set the basket beside it.
 “I guess the first thing I need to do is prove to you I’m not afraid of water.” She untied and removed her robe and then the sarong around her waist, handing them to him.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Excerpt from the Daughters of Teelan

After a crash landing on an unexplored world Gina discovers her problems are just beginning. 

She took another bite from the tasteless ration stick and chased it with a swig of water. She frowned at the stick. These may sustain life but they sure as hell wouldn’t qualify for fine cuisine.
Her ears were assaulted by an earsplitting roar. Something struck the side of the life pod and sent it tumbling over and over. Gina was tossed around in the interior like a rag doll in a dryer. When the craft stopped rolling it was upside down. Again a tooth rattling roar came from outside and something struck the side of the pod sending it rolling once more. This time she managed to grab hold of a chair and controlled her tumble.
The ship ceased its wild rotations with the hatch on top. Gina opened it and stormed out like an angry hornet defending its disturbed nest. The creature she faced was the most horrible sight she had seen in her entire young life. She estimated its head was thirty feet above the ground. Its open jaws revealed row upon row of sharp teeth. Two eyes, each half the size of her body, glared at her. The beast had green tough looking hide. It had a long tail, two powerful looking legs and smaller arms midway up its torso with deadly appearing talons.
Brushing a lock of disheveled hair from her eyes, Gina glared at the animal. Anger and frustration took control. She splayed her feet wide. “You will not destroy my ship you damned ugly brute! Ever since the Men-gar I’ve been spoiling for a fight. Something to take my aggressions out on. You’re fuckin it!” she screamed.
Fire snapped and popped between her fingers. She pointed the digits at the beast. Flaming balls streaked across the distance to explode in the creature’s face. It roared in surprise and pain. Its head darted forward and its jaws opened wide. Its putrid breath made her gag and sent her hair swirling. More fire burst from her fingers. This time flaming balls burst deep in the beast's open maw. The roar cut short when the creature’s jaws snapped shut to extinguish the burning flames in it mouth.
“Take that asshole. I may be little but I have a vicious deadly bite.”
The beast took two steps back. She launched more fiery balls. It screamed in anguish vanishing for a moment in a hail of intensely burning softball sized globes. The acrid smell of burning flesh filled the air. With its entire body engulfed in flames the creature voiced a final shriek of agony. It toppled to the side creating a huge splash of muddy water that drenched her. The creature lay still.
Gina remained stiffly erect for some time waiting for the it to rise. She pulled her drenched hair back from her face. With one hand she wiped the mud from her eyes. The sudden silence was eerie. “I think its dead Gina,” Grant said.
“I guess that answers the question of life existing on this planet.”
The pod shifted under her. She gazed down and saw a huge gash in the side the creature had made. The craft was in deeper water and it poured into the gaping hole. She leaped back inside and in dismay saw water already sloshed across the floor. Grabbing the four packs she climbed out, slid down the side of the rapidly sinking ship and swam to shore.
She sat in the sand breathing hard from exertion and the energy expended from forming her flaming balls. The pod settled deeper and finally sunk beneath the surface. “So much for my home.” Turning to the side, she glared at the dead animal. “Grant we need to find shelter.” She glanced up at the sinking sun. “Soon,” she added. “I don’t fancy sleeping here on the beach and having my slumber interrupted by one of those.” She pointed at the dead beast.
“If you wake up before it eats you,” Grant teased.
Gina was in no mood for her AI’s humor. “I’m assuming you’ll remain alert and warn me before something like that occurs. I’ll remind you that if I perish so do you.”
“I’m aware of that and will remain vigilant while you sleep.”
“Thank you,” she said sarcastically.
She gathered the packs, two to an arm. “Something above the ground in the trees for tonight I think.”
“I agree. I will help you search.”
She settled into the branches of the selected tree. Her nightshirt was a shambles after tumbling and rolling inside the pod. “While I’m sleeping I want you to access your archives and look for the methods of tanning and curing hide. I’m going to need clothes soon and that beast out there has a lot of hide I can use.”
“I will do so. You need sleep Gina. It has been a big day.”
“Goodnight Grant. Talk to you in the morning. Remember to wake me if danger threatens.”
“I will.” 

Monday, April 1, 2013

New book

I have a new book just released today

For hundreds of years Carina has killed those she is intimate with by draining their life force. That is her purpose, she is a succubus. When she meets Garron her life changes. She discovers she can allow those she is intimate with to live by only draining part of their life force. Being with him awakens something inside her that has been dormant for many years–– emotions. Her life is changed, but not everyone is happy about the new Carina. 
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