Ondine St. Gauthier:
Ondine St. Gauthier:
Chinese Royalty. Playboy. Fine as hell. Wealthy beyond measure. And he’s a Gargoyle. That’s Karnage, aka Dà túshā
I’m working on Ondine’s promos (in-between editing my other books). I’d done this earlier one for Lilith and Yuri:
The way I relax while writing and editing (after my nine to five job) is to do promos for my books. Lately I’ve been in a paranormal state of mind, that’s why most of them have been about my trio of witches and their love interests. Here are a few featuring Lilith and her vampire lover Yuri:
Instead of naming my new page on this site “creature feature” I’m going to call it Monsters and Lovers, since it highlights paranormal pairings. Here’s a larger version of the photo widget I created for it:
I am a HUGE Bruno Mars fan. So I’m posting a link to his music video as part of a soundtrack for my trio of black witches:
Just a few more promos:
A new promo for The Prince of BOYStown, featuring young lovers Justin and Su Su:
So, I’ve been reading about the CHARMED reboot and the controversy. Still, I’m very happy for Madeleine Mantock (she’s been cast as one of three sisters, which is Into the Badlands loss after they foolishly killed off her character).
Because I’m getting ready to release new ebooks (novellas and full length stories) I created a few GIFs to promote some of my own paranormal witches:
The Place: Russia. The Paranormal: Lilith
The Place: Today. The Paranormals: Karnage and Pagan
Witches need love too:
And also random acts of affection, like when Karnage decides to unzip Pagan’s dress:
Well, February has come and gone. My apologies, but I really wasn’t in a Valentine’s Day mood since my mom’s death, but I’m slowly getting better.
So, here are a few of my fictional lovers who rock:
I’m going to use this promo for my upcoming novel The Queen of Comedy:
And since TQOC takes place over several decades, including the 1960s, this JET magazine cover is sadly ironic:
Blast from the Past:
I want to end this post on an upbeat. So I’m posting this actual photo of an African American flapper from 1920s, by African American photographer James Van Der Zee:
See more of his wonderful photos of the past here:
There was a time when black comedians were the hottest ticket in town. A comedic renaissance bloomed in the 60s, where a variety of different funny men and women tickled the fancy of American audiences. Let’s see, there was George Kirby (Kirby was also a master vocal impersonator), Nipsey Russell, Flip Wilson, Redd Foxx, Moms Mabley, Richard Pryor, Bill Cosby, Pigmeat Markham, Dick Gregory, Paul Mooney (also wrote for several other comics, like Richard Pryor), Scoey Mitchell, among others.
Female comics I recall watching on The Ed Sullivan Show included Totie Fields, Joan Rivers, Moms Mabley, Anne Meara, of Stiller and Meara (Ben Stiller’s mom), Phyllis Diller, and Carole Burnett. And of course CBS had the number one female comedian, Lucille Ball (who had other sit-coms after I Love Lucy, which co-starred her then real life husband Desi Arnaz).
I must also mention Jackie Gleason, Frank Gorshin (a wonderful impressionist) and especially the late, great George Carlin, talented funny men who were also popular back in the day.
The Queen of Comedy is the tale of a fictional black comedian, from her youth in the 1920’s, until she’s older and recalls the highs and lows of her career. One such highlight is her time at The Moulin Rouge, a real establishment that broke barriers. I’ve included links on The Moulin Rouge that are below the GIF:
. . . Then came the Moulin Rouge, in 1955, a neon cathedral dedicated to the proposition that the only color that mattered in Vegas was green.
A copy of this mag can be purchased here: https://www.oldlifemagazines.com/june-20-1955-life-magazine.html
Comic book nerd here, from wayyyyy back (DC’s Metal Men was a favorite) Yes, I read Spiderman, Superman, the X-Men among others. Black Panther/Black Leopard was another fave, so yeah, I’m glad about the movie.
I must also give props to Wesley Snipes as BLADE.
Scifi channel has Blade playing on demand this month, and I still enjoy that groundbreaking movie. The opening scenes where Blade makes his entrance during the vampire rave is visually arresting:
Wesley and the gorgeous N’Bushe Wright were the male and female leads. Wesley was a co-producer and also did most of his own fighting scenes, since he’d studied martial arts.
Now its Black Panther ‘s time to shine. Congrats to director/screenwriter Ryan Coogler and the cast and crew of this wonderful film.
I’ve included links to a few articles that may be of interest:
Not much more to add, especially with another school shooting, yet another American tragedy. My prayers go out to all those affected.
Hope to see Black Panther this weekend –saw it. Loved it. Great cinematography, costumes, acting, and the dramatic story line twist (T’Challa finding out his father made a choice that came back to haunt the entire tribe) was utterly heart wrenching– and to finish editing books.
Ondine is from New Orleans:
While Lilith is the strongest of the three witches, Ondine is the most feared (the reason is part of her origin story).
Emmanuel Howard goes after the man she wants:
Another promo for Karnage:
Next up will be The Red Witch of Sorrows, Ondine and Ronin the FireDrake
Just a few more promos I’ve worked on with the Gargoyle Karnage and his lady love, Pagan.
His name is Karnage Xian, brother of cutie-pie Havoc Xian (from the previously released ebook RAZHER):
Karnage is also part of the Nightstalkers:
Lilith and Yuri, love at first “bite” (please excuse the pun, but I couldn’t resist 🙂
I’ll have a page up soon (titled CREATURE FEATURE) highlighting many of my erotic adult paranormal pairings:
Ageless and ancient, these ladies practice their own unique brand of black magic:
Part one of this two parter introduced readers to Lilith. These next GIFs feature the two other witches in this trio, namely, Ondine and Pagan:
Many thanks to all the readers of my books. I’ll have new offerings out shortly, like a novella featuring the sister-witches of Long Ago and Far Away:
Meet Lilith, the oldest and strongest of the three. Her heart belows to the vampire Yuri:
In between working my regular nine to five and fitting in some writing, I’ve created a few promos for some books that have already been released, and others that will soon be on sale:
This is just a post giving thanks and also one of reflection.
I’m so thankful that I got to spend time with my mom before she passed, and also how our family came together. I realize this is the next page in the chapter of life, where elder care and also helping those I love with disabilities will need more focus. I pray that I’m able to do even half of what my mom did.
Some of the spin-offs from the RUSH series are turning out to be novellas, while others have been moved up for ebook release. It all started with Somali Bantu refugee Aaliyah and the outlaw biker Aiden:
But why should guys have all the fun?
A virgin is introduced to the sensual bondage art of Shibari and Kinbaku-bi.
“Are you gonna eat that?” With her fork aimed at the last egg roll on his plate, Nyesha waited for an answer. Takeshi pushed his plate in her direction while she loudly slurped on a Ramen noodle until it disappeared between her lips. Like most places in Tokyo the restaurant was full. Excited chatter from the other patrons bombarded their table, though neither Nyesha or Takeshi had said much once their meals arrived. He leaned back in his chair, content to watch Nyesha get her fill. Even under the harsh florescent light her brown skin was pure silk in its hue and smoothness. Whenever she’d stare back at him, Takeshi realized he could get lost in the depths of her luminous dark eyes. She gave him a grimace, guessing how she must look, like she was vacuuming food down. “Sorry. Guess I was hungrier than I thought.”
“It’s fine. Better to not let good food go to waste.”
She could agree with that. After a very unladylike burp, Nyesha went on a laughing fit. “Oh shit. You must think I’m a pig, and I don’t blame you.”
His brow went up at her use of profanity, but Nyesha’s smile was endearing enough to put Takeshi at ease. “Would you like to order anything else, in case you get hungry later?” Continue reading →
Today is Veterans Day.
WAC or WAAC stands for Women’s Auxiliary Army Corps:
Their stories deserve to be recognized and to be told.
To learn more about the contributions of African American women during times of war:
For more photos of the past:
As I look at all the men in power who’ve been accused of sexual assault, I’m reminded of what my foremothers went through during and after segregation. Lets not forget how women of color were treated (and ignored) when they opened up about their trauma. Today, many women are united in solidarity to combat and speak out against unwanted sexual advances and sexual assault (#MeToo). But it wasn’t always so. The voice of black women were rarely believed. It may surprise readers to know Rosa Parks had to fight off an attempted assault while working as a domestic. Read a partial account from The Washington Post:
The deadline is quickly approaching for Lee and Low’s New Visions Award for Authors of Color
Entrees are currently being accepted online. The deadline is midnight, October 31st.
You’ll never know how badly I wish this story had a happy ending. As a writer, I get the ability to craft a tale that can have a HEA or a HFN (happy for now). Not so in real life. You see, the cancer that ravaged my mom these past few years has finally silenced her bright light.
I wouldn’t be where I am today without her, or my dad. She was the rock of the family, the woman who schooled me on what life was like during segregation. She not only told it like it was, but she told it like it is.
I don’t mind sharing my stories, but I’m pretty guarded about my private life. Still, I take comfort in the knowledge that her pain has ended. Rest in peace, Mom.
Divided by politics . . . united by love.
The relationship between Congressman Brandon Jefferson Wingate and activist Kenya Paul, is, for lack of a better word, complicated. They’re two people from different worlds with clashing ideologies. Even the things they do have in common, like being the children of wealthy parents is cause for debate. **I had to change a few things about the story, since Hillary didn’t win 🙁 Sorry for the delay.**
“Hey, how are you?” Brandon’s voice was friendly and upbeat.
Kenya’s reply was cold. “What do you want?”
“I-I thought we could get together.”
“I miss you. I-”
Kenya hung up, turning her phone off in case he called back. As she walked up the stairway to get to her dorm room, girlish laughter and wall thuds greeted her ears. Mo and two other girls were coming down the hall, heading her way. Kenya put a practiced smile on her face. One girl draped a possessive arm over Mo’s shoulders before they all met.
Kenya spoke first. “Hey Mo.” Since she didn’t know the names of the other girls, she just said, “Hey.”
I made more promos for The Saint of BOYStown, a New Adult IR (Interracial romance).
Here’s a scene from the novel:
There’s a lot going on in this book. There’s race, romance, economic disparity (and not just on the black folk side) That’s all I’ll reveal for now.
Go away Tanner. Go far, far, away. He doesn’t. Instead of pulling out a chair like a normal person would, he leapfrogs over the top of the backrest and plops down next to me, with a tray full of food I’d never eat. I’m allergic to vegetables. I won’t eat rice with gravy, but I will snack on rice with butter. Tanner quizzes me on the lack of eats on my tray, to which I repeat that I’m veggie intolerant.
His eyelashes flutter downward and his fingers steeple as he says grace. There are teachers and other students watching, just as shocked as I am at Tanner’s transformation. When he stops giving thanks he starts in with questioning me. “No, really? You really can’t eat vegetables?” he asks, mixing everything on his plate together before shoveling the stuff in his mouth. It’s such a Cody-like move. I give him a nod of assurance that my lie is the truth. I also can’t stop gawking at all the different foods he’s mixed together.
One side of his face balloons as he tries to eat and talk. “Yeah, Cody convinced me and Justin to eat this way.”