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More witchcraft and black magic gifs, featuring paranormals of color:
Witches 3 – Lilith, Pagan and Ondine
I enjoy creating character promos in-between writing and editing my ebooks:
Ondine in fire
Lilith among the crows
Witch on a broom – Pagan
Ronin Bey – burning embers promo
Stormfront – featuring Karnage the Gargoyle and Pagan the witch
Yuri the vampire and Lilith
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I’m both shocked and truly saddened by the news of Chris Cornell’s death.
My thoughts and prayers go out to his family in their time of grief.
Chris Cornell, Grammy award winning lead singer, songwriter, guitarist for Soundgarden and Audioslave
In tribute to the power and musical artistry of Chris Cornell, here’s a video of his cover of Michael Jackson’s “Billie Jean.”
The finale of Into The Badlands is this Sunday, May 21st
Will Sonny and Veil finally reunite? Or will Quinn end up raising baby Henry?
IR lovers Sonny and Veil from Into the Badlands
At least ITBL will have 16 episodes next year. The Wuxia fighting on this show is fantastic. Love Daniel Wu as the stoic hero, a killer who’s faithful to the woman he loves, Veil. AMBW yeah!!!!!!
THE FLASH
Barry and Iris are still going strong, or are they? This season the show gave us Savitar (Emo Barry) who’s crazy with a capital C. Savitar has vowed to kill Iris, and that’s all I’ll reveal in this post.
Aw, so cute. Barry and Iris, from The Flash
SUPERGIRL
I’m just mentioning the very short lived Kara had a crush on Jimmy Olsen. When the show was moved to the CW, that romance was nixed. I mainly watch the show for the Martian Manhunter scenes now.
Gone, but not forgotten:
OUTSIDERS (canceled by WGN America)
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I hate getting sick. For the past two years bronchitis has kicked my ass and then some.
I’ve got a lot of catching up to do, so my apologies for the delays. Time to get back to work.
Pictured: Nyesha and Takeshi, from the erotic IR romance SENSEI
Excerpt:
His eyes darted from hers. “You are a woman who knows about men. Is this not so?”
“Er . . . yes, it is.”
“I want to know, I need to learn about women. How to-how to make them happy. How to pleasure them.”
She sat down on a white leather lounger that was so buttery soft her rear end bobbed in delight. Oh yes, she could get used to this. No more sleeping or walking across a cold floor, not when he’d revealed that all the floors were electronically heated. Her smile radiated warmth at the thought. “Okay, what are you into?”
Takeshi cocked his head. “What into?”
“What do you like, what do you fantasize about, what would you like to do to me right now?”
He seemed to be taken aback at her directness. After an excruciatingly long silence, he blurted, “To have you pose, like in art class. I-I would like to draw you without your clothes on.”
Her face registered a whole lot of Really? Really dude? That’s what you wanna do? Draw me instead of fuck me? Nyesha sighed as she stood up, inwardly vowing that no matter what, his lounger would be leaving with her after all this was over. “Will you unzip me?”
He snapped to attention, quickly coming to her aid as she turned around. The zipper came down slowly, the air cool on her back as more of her skin was exposed. With a flick of her hand one shoulder was freed, then the other until the dress slithered down her waist. Before he could step back, in a husky voice she ordered him to touch her breasts. “Go ahead and feel them. It’s something that turns most women on.”
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This is release week for two of my novels. In the meantime here are a couple of excerpts from The Saint of BOYStown and SENSEI
The Saint of BOYStown
That’s not Cody lying in bed, looking for all the world like a male version of Sleeping Beauty. His muscles are nowhere to be found, because his body has shrunk, almost like he’s deflated. His breathing is so shallow that its hard to tell if he’s really taking in air on his own. Mom is already here, doing what a nurse usually would.
As I watch her washing Cody I’m ashamed at how bratty I’ve been to her. She takes his arm, wiping a wet cloth over his skin ever so tenderly. The soap suds are close to the same color he is, but even with the sterile whiteness of the bed sheets, the peach tinted lava of the soap and Cody’s fading tan, I hope he can feel the love in her touch. I pray he can hear her voice, how she sings so sweetly to him, peppering a made-up melody with lyrics like “my beautiful boy.” She encourages him and herself by bragging about how everything’s gonna be just fine. Mom gives him a run-down on all the well-wishers and prayers from the community. I wish I had her kind of quiet strength. When she notices me standing in the doorway, she smiles and motions for me to come in. I hang back, feeling like I’m intruding on this private moment between a mother and her comatose child.
“Talk to him, Nat,” she says. “I’m sure he’d like to know how you’re doing.”
I don’t want to. All I want to do is transport the three of us back to Aunt Gina’s living room, when we were laughing and hollering at LeBron James and the Cavalier’s game seven win over Golden State. See, I want to have that kind of mind-over-matter type will, a “I refuse to go down” philosophy, the same power that LeBron and his teammates had. I want to will Cody to wake up.
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SENSEI
“I didn’t mean to disturb you,” Takeshi said. “I thought you might be thirsty.”
With a half-smile and a deep throated “thank you,” she took the bottle, giving him a quick appraisal in the process. He was decent looking. Large hands, broad shoulders, big feet . . . Oh bloody hell, he was attractive in a ruggedly handsome sort of way. But that bowl haircut was totally wrong for his face. Nyesha guessed his age to be somewhere in his mid to late thirties, and just like she was checking him out, his attention was on her face, in addition to getting an up-close view of her bare breasts.
I think I’ll stake out some space on this site for uncut love scenes. Until then, here’s another excerpt from SENSEI, a AMBW erotic romance that will be out shortly:
Pictured: Takeshi and Nyesha, from the IR erotic ebook SENSEI
Excerpt:
His wide eyed, attentive gaze followed the path of the nylon rope circling his waist. She’d advised him to look in the overhead mirror if he wanted to view her work from behind, so that’s what Takeshi did, welcoming her presence as she stood there, fussing with a loop at the small of his back, bringing up robe ends of equal length between his legs, then dividing them into opposite directions at his crotch.
The silence was broken by Nyesha’s hurried explanation. “Since this is your first time I won’t bind your elbows or your hands. I want you to feel comfortable. And safe.”
He gave her a grateful nod. Though she was all business, each time her knuckles and finger tips brushed against him, his arousal grew.
With a single strand of rope pulling along his rectum, the friction was exquisite, causing Takeshi to rock on his bare heels. Nyesha continued to tell herself she was doing this for his benefit, not hers. She was the rigger and he was the bottom, and his needs came before anything else. But his clinching butt cheeks didn’t go unnoticed. So she paused, asking if she should continue, taking the time to compose herself. He nodded, eyes now squeezed shut, focused solely on her nearness and the way she breathed steady and sure, barely exhaling. Truly, he craved her warm breath as it caressed his skin.
Sparrow Sanchez is the younger sister of Sly Sanchez, the MMA fighter who is the lead in the novel The Takedown. Sparrow gets her own love story in the ebook TSAI
Sparrow Sanchez, from the IR ebook TSAI
Dark ‘N Lovely – My trio of beautiful, short haired heroines: NIM, from the scifi ebook Nomad’s Land, Aaliyah (Sunni Muslim and Somali Bantu) from the IR biker romance RUSH, and Sparrow, from TSAI
Cover Reveal: 
More promos for Maddox, the lead male from the biker romance RUSH: Ride or Die
Can a video vixen find happiness with a farm hand?
I’ll be back to link this promo with the excerpt, but Reinventing Lisa is part of a series of books that are short and sweet.
The Emissary, Ride or Die, SENSEI and The Takedown are part of this grouping.
Of course I’ve got much longer works like The Queen of Comedy and IVY LEAGUE ready for release, but until then, I’ll have a variety of books featuring diverse couples coming out.
It’s a summer of love, with erotic romance featuring diverse couples:
Nigerian born Nyesha and Tokyo native Takeshi, from the erotic romance SENSEI
Biker Ryan Maddox falls for Angel Voorhees, in the erotic novella Ride or Die
Ride or Die is a spin-off novella from the ebook RUSH.
Biker falls for Somali Bantu refugee in the erotic romance RUSH, on sale at Amazon.com
While I’ve worked on a number of novellas for the RUSH OMG (Outlaw Motorcycle Gang) series, I’ve decided that Turk’s story should be the next release. Ride or Die is also connected to the ebook CHERISH, the tale of a young black woman raised by a religious cult.
An excerpt of Ride or Die is included in the Sneak Peek of IVY LEAGUE, that will be up on Amazon.com shortly.
Kenya Paul is a sexy, confident bisexual woman. She’s also in an emotional love triangle with the very conservative big man on campus Brandon Wingate, and left winger Morgan “Mo” Garrity, in the ebook IVY LEAGUE
Click the image to be redirected to Amazon.com Read an extended excerpt via Amazon’s Look Inside feature
Excerpt:
Weak and disoriented as he finally slid into her, all Imani could manage was a feeble caress along his arm. It wasn’t fair. She was so crazy about him.
Sensing her despair, his movements slowed. “What’s wrong?”
How could she put it into words what she didn’t understand? “Why are you doing this . . . like this-”
The bed stopped creaking. She felt his eyes on her, trying to read her expression. “Don’t you want me to love you?”
He probably didn’t realize how loaded that question was. “I do. I want you to love – to make love to me.”
After getting the go-ahead, instead of measured thrusts, Hui acted on pure unbridled lust. Now he was simply fucking her, rough and without any inhibition. This was brutal, take no prisoner’s sex. The kind that played on the Discovery Channel, where the male lion mounted the female and just went at it, until his roar of pleasure echoed from miles around. The female? Well, unlike Imani, she didn’t have much choice. When things slowed down to hard grind, the air escaping and gathering in Imani’s lungs blasted hot as a furnace.
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