I just caught last night’s episode. Sigh. The romance is back, y’all. For awhile, the show seemed like it was on an unfortunate downward slide, but these past few weeks have shown why this tale of star crossed lovers and their motley coterie of friends and frenemies will not be denied. Fitz n’ Liv and Stevie! Lawd, have mercy. This song will make you cry if you’re not careful.
A writer takes his pen, to write the words again, that all in love is fair…I can’t wait for next week!
It bugs me when I comment on an attractive man, and someone says, you know he’s gay. Me: *blinks, stares blankly* I’m always like, what’s your point? Some of the sexiest men I’ve ever encountered wouldn’t have me sexually on a bet. LOL That doesn’t mean they’re not sexy. Case in point, Luke Evans. I rewatched Dracula Untold recently, and now I’m stalking all of his films, most of which I’ve already seen. But he’s fine, so, lemme alone! I’m having fun. I think this gif is from Immortals. Look at those eyes! Gay or not, this is a man in need of soothing. And I know all you nurturing earth mother types out there would be happy to pillow his head on your breast and stroke his hair until he felt better. Or nah?
I love this joint! Everything about it is fabulous. It’s old school, happy, not cheap or tawdry and mean like so much of what passes for music these days… Good grief. I sound like I have grey hair and pink foam curlers. Maybe a ratty green robe for good measure. *looks down. Sees color of robe* Anyhoo, I must clarify. For the record, in the right context, there is absolutely nothing wrong with cheap or tawdry. *bops head off beat, fingers tapping on the keyboard*
Hey y’all. Sorry I’ve been MIA. Every time I think, I need to blog, I get distracted. But I have been writing, so things are popping. In this unedited snippet, Lou and Lucky are getting it on for the first time… Lemme know what you think. – SS
He tasted sweet. Drugging and sweet.
Her neck and shoulders liquefied under his hands, and the loose, hot feeling spread to nestle in the damp flesh between her legs. She hadn’t felt it in a long time, maybe never like this. Need. Hard, grinding, a hairs breadth from desperation kind of need. It wobbled in the backs of her thighs and knees. Made the tips of her breasts hurt and an incessant beat throb where thigh met body.
She felt shaky, strangely disconnected, as though the feelings in body and the turmoil in mind were being stretched farther and farther apart on a rope that grew frayed and threatened to snap at any moment. Good Christ, she thought, holding onto her mind doggedly. The sensations he inspired even sensitized the bottoms of her feet. Continue reading →
Hey y’all. I am having so much frickin’ fun writing this book. It is ridiculous. There’s something a British heroine. Her fast speech, the rhythm of it, it’s really flowing out. I hope it comes across as well for you. As I type this, I’m saying words out loud in my best British accent. LOL But please enjoy this unedited snippet from Lou and Lucky. This scene is toward the end of the book. Lucky’s revealed who he really is, shown his true, gorgeous demon self, and told Lou that he’s destined to go home and do big things. After some coaxing she agrees to go with – it doesn’t take much, the girl’s a bit of an adventure whore – but first he convinces her to learn to shoot. This is what happens on their first trip to the gun range. I’ll be releasing my next cover soon! You’re going to love it. It is sooo gorgeous. Enjoy! – SS
After an hour he decided they’d had enough, and positioned her on a bench near, but not too near the men’s room. It was unseemly, he told her, scowling, when she asked why didn’t she just wait outside the door?
She just grinned and shook her head at him. “Okay, mum. Wouldn’t want someone to mistake me for a hooker looking to pick up trade.”
But even that distance wasn’t enough to keep Lou out of trouble. She was on her phone when a shadow fell over her. Thinking it was Lucky she looked up grinning. But a tall, overweight Hispanic man stood there.
“Happy to see me?” He said, cocky.
She eyed him, taking a slow inventory of the good sized belly that pressed against his flannel. “No.”
Hey, y’all. I’m still plugging away. I’ve been working with my designer on the cover, and it is too cute! I hope y’all like it. I’ll probably release it in the next few weeks. Anyway, I’ve been writing a lot of back story about Lucky as a baby demon in his natural environment. But here’s a little unedited taste from Lou and Lucky present day. – SS
“Why did you join the military?”
“I didn’t care to go to college,” he shrugged. “I like to read and write, but I’m not good sitting indoors all day. I thought it would be interesting. I wanted excitement. The idea of traveling and fighting appealed to me.”
“Did you like the Marines?”
“Yes. I liked the order, and I didn’t feel lonely.”
Lou thought that was telling. Most men wouldn’t admit under pain of death that they were lonely. Well, unless they were trying to run game on you, or get sympathy. They never just said it straight out like that, like, here’s a fact, shitty as it may be, ta.
And here she was, staring at him with her transparent face on, and he didn’t seem to care. He wasn’t trying to smile off any discomfort or mean mug her in return. He just looked back, her tall, golden Buddha. Continue reading →