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Friday, May 18, 2012

Busy, busy bee!

Life is never dull in my corner of the world! School is almost out for the kiddos, so I can only assume it will get busier. Sleeping has become something of an afterthought as my imagination runs wild, but I can't say I'm complaining. Well, aside from the fact that I'm a walking zombie. I enjoy when the juices are flowing. I was worried there for a while because I'd draw a blank every time I sat down to write. I'm happy to say it was a short reprieve (if you could call it that!). 

Writing is now back in full swing, along with current promos and outside projects. I'm currently working with a great group of Indie Authors to get some content to our fans that isn't currently available. Cool, right? It's amazing what you can do with technology nowadays!

One major goal over the next few weeks is to finish Fire & Ice: A Legacy of Secrets Novella. I want to have the release scheduled for the end of June, but as of the moment I'm only about 1/4 of the way finished. But, I'm confident I can get it done. I've been getting some great feedback from some of my friends about the content and I'm excited! 

You know I can't completely leave you guys hanging, so here's a little nugget to sleep on! :)

Excerpt from Fire & Ice:

"So how did you end up back here?"

"Austin used some herbs and some spells to help me remember. It worked too well. Not only did I remember where I came from, but I began to remember my turning. Every time I fed from someone, I'd feel the pain of the venom all over again. It wasn't long before feeding at all became difficult. That's when Austin helped me make the elixir," I pulled out the flask and took a small drink. Her heart pulsed loudly in my ears, making it hard to concentrate.

"So you don't like biting people?" she asked in confusion.

"Uh, not exactly. It's in my nature to thrive for nothing else. I enjoy it too much. That's also why I hate it. I don't like hurting people, Lia," I affirmed.

"But you said people like it?"

"Yes, and those are the ones I despised. I was a predator. I didn't want the willing ones, I wanted the ones who ran. What fun is it to have all these abilities and not use them?" I asked morbidly. Her eyes grew wide, but she wasn't afraid. Something else conflicted in her mind, but she did well to hide it.

"I see," she turned away as blood flooded her cheeks.

"What's the matter? Do I say something?"

"No, I don't mind you telling me. I just don't think I need to hear about your preferences. It's....well, let's just skip over that, okay?" she kept her back to me, but her voice shook.

"I didn't mean to frighten you."

"I'm not afraid," she laughed shyly. "It's actually incredibly sexy to hear you talk about it that way. There must be something wrong with my brain."

"Sexy? That's a new one," I chuckled.

"I wish I'd have known you then," she stole a glance, but not before I saw the desire in those big brown eyes.

"That wouldn't have been a good idea. I killed for fun. I hunted women down and took what most men would have been willingly given. It wasn't sexy, it was predatory."

"But they did give it, you said so yourself. They went to bed with you because of you, not what you are. Being a vampire is a bonus," she shook her head in exasperation.

"A bonus? I have no idea what you mean," she turned toward me with a strange look.

"You are the sexiest, most intelligent man I've ever met. There's something about you women can't figure out. They know you're trouble, but it's the good kind. The kind that makes them go weak in the knees just thinking of all the dangerous things a man like you could do. There's a passion in your eyes that is raw and deep, emanating from somewhere deep inside. Being a vampire enhances your emotions, right? You feel it much stronger than any other man could. It's not a curse, Christian," she exhaled roughly, trying to mask her excitement.

"How can you see any good in what I am? At any second, I could kill you. Not that I'd ever want to, but I could. One wrong move and you'd be gone. How does that not scare you?"

"You work too hard to not pursue those urges. You drink that elixir to prove to yourself that there is more to being a vampire than the bloodlust, no matter how strong of a hold it has on you. There isn't really anything you could to make me think you'd kill me aside from actually doing it."

"Your judgment is clouded by your emotions," I smirked at her.

She shrugged, "Maybe, but even if I felt nothing I'd still want you. Sadly, I'd want to see what kind of passion you are capable of. The fact that you fight against it makes me want it even more."

"So if I gave in, you wouldn't want me?" I challenged.

"Oh no, I'd want you. The difference is if you gave in, you might want me," she turned away again as a shudder caught her by surprise.


  1. Interesting how we all try to work in time to write, and do it in spite of all other challenges. Keep writing.

  2. Sounding good for a vampire story. The editor in me can't help but make this next statement. "Do I say something?" should be "Did I say something?" Good luck in finishing it.

  3. Hey it works now Lisa, great post and love the snippet from Fire & Ice.

    Carol x

  4. Nom nom nom...I could eat this up! Loving it!


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