Sunday, February 26, 2017

WeWriWa o2.26.17

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

We're just going to continue on from last week. Where we left off, Armani went to get her clothes. And as she shook the image of him naked, wrapped in a sheet, he was standing in front of her...

As much as she was used to being around the undead, this was something that still contained the element of surprise, of course the mess in her head wasn't helping her be on top of her game, either. Karlea jumped, losing her balance and her blanket. She fell into Armani's strong body, her hand landing on his cold, pale, chest for balance. She looked down at the blanket at her feet and then at him, helpless. She made no attempt to take her hand off of his chest or pull away. 
"I can jog your memory of last night and give you a replay." He said smiling, showing his fangs. He brought his lips to her shoulder, brushing them against her skin, sending a spark through her. She wanted to stake the shit out of his heart and rip off that sheet at the same time. She hated him for taking her and bloodbonding her, but he could be so damn sexy

I think that gave away some answers, since I haven't bothered to post a blurb about my story.

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Enjoy your Sunday!

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs, ~Siren X

Saturday, February 25, 2017

My Sexy Saturday #178

Welcome to my first My Sexy Saturday! :)

Another writer on WeWriWa (Daryl Devore), suggested I check this out, so here we go. Hopefully I am following the rules right. I was going to do just 7 sentences, but I felt in order to make this excerpt sexy, I needed to share more, so 7 paragraphs it is for this time. I'm not going to give any background, other than this is the very beginning of the story. Its a WIP and has been a WIP for years. And its erotic fiction. I don't think it needs much more than that...

I watched her enter the club, alone.

Her hair was red and black, pulled up into a purposefully messy ponytail. Her black sleeveless mini-dress adorned with metal hardware accented her pale tattooed skin that was exposed. Her legs covered with sexy big holed fishnet stockings. Her thick black eye makeup and lipstick, made her skin seem even more pale, but in a way that was beautiful, or at least it was to me because it was so much like my own. All of her facial piercings were the perfect size, where they didn't seem to take over her appearance.

Her beauty lit up the club, was she vampire or human? Security at the door was arguing with her, from her movements and body language, she was familiar with Joe. He made her give over her right hand to stamp it before he let her proceed. I caught a glimpse of her teeth as she thanked him. Her teeth and pale skin said vampire, but the stamp on her hand said "taken human", yet she was definitely alone. Joe had done that to hopefully protect her for whatever reason she felt compelled to enter the club alone.

She walked passed without seeing me in the shadows. I took in her scent as she passed - human, definitely human. Her heart beating loudly in my ears, and her veins becoming the blood flowing through her.

I watched as she walked around. She talked to the bartender, Lillian, and then to Sade, who was running the backrooms. They both seemed to be familiar with her, but not giving her the answer she wanted to hear, given the disappointment on her face. She went over to one of sofa's, looking around before sitting down. She was here to look for someone, hence the "TH" stamp. How stupid of her to walk into this club alone, although her bravery was apparent. The sound of her heartbeat was normal, she wasn't scared to be surrounded by vampires without an escort. She was so dead. But maybe that was exactly what she was looking for. 

I overheard a group of frat-like vampires (yes, unfortunately they exist), who noticed she was alone, too. They talked about what they were going to do to her. It wasn't pretty and reminded me of lions fighting over a fresh kill, that was what her body was going to look like after, pieces of her scattered. She wouldn't perish from blood loss, she'd die from being torn apart.

She looked up in my direction, but still couldn't see me. Her eyes were stunning, although they seemed to be filled with sadness. She was so beautiful. I had to have her. The vision of her screaming beneath me before I drained her to death was overwhelming.

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Enjoy your Saturday!
~Siren X

Sunday, February 19, 2017

WeWriWa o2.19.17

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! 

Thank you for all the great, fun comments last week!
We continue right where we left off last week - I believe the last line was Karlea thinking to herself, how many times they had done it, after she had tried taking a step...

"I don't know how many times we fucked exactly, I lost count at some point, but it was definitely until the sun rose this morning." Armani replied, reading her thoughts. "You wanted to keep going, and I was more than willing, but your human body collapsed, you needed to rest."
Karlea stared at him as he sat up repositioning the sheet, last night still remaining a total blank for her.
"Here, I'll get them for you." Armani said as he got up, wrapping the sheet around him. Karlea noticed all the bloodstains on the sheets, the bottom sheet torn in spots. She watched as Armani padded slowly out of the room. He disappeared and she tried to shake the image of him wrapped in a sheet from her head, he had walked slowly on purpose. As soon as she did, he reappeared in front of her holding her dress, pulling her into him.

I think she may be having some difficulties there. ;) 

Thanks for reading! I actually just re-wrote this scene after the comments last week, because I never really liked what I originally had. And if you comment, I will definitely read & comment on yours!

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I have set a goal to finish writing this damn book by the end of August. I can do this...

I am once again looking to blog more again at this blog and have it completely focused on writing. So with that being said, I am looking for more Blog Hops and writing challenges to join. Definitely will be re-joining Vampire Friday again! On the other side of that, I would like to feature other authors - interviews, cover reveals, releases, guest posts, whatever I can do to help you. I'll done it in the past and it was a lot of fun. Plus I've known some of you online for years now (I can't believe its been that long since I first discovered Six Sentence Sunday! Oh, my!) So, please leave a comment if you are interested or you can email me at:

Bleeding hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

Sunday, February 12, 2017

WeWriWa o2.12.17

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

This week we continue on from where we left off two weeks ago, where Karlea is looking for her clothes. The first line is Karlea speaking after Armani told her she wasn't going anywhere...

“I know.”
Karlea was trying really hard not to focus on the image of him lying in bed, a sheet covering his lower half while his tattooed chest was exposed with his beautiful looking face. Damn, he could be hot.The dark part of her wanted to remember what happened last night - Armani reading all this.
“I just want my clothes,” Karlea said re-focusing, “where are they?”
“I believe you took them off downstairs.” Armani smiled, as he pointed to the way down, in case she forgot.

Karlea didn't remember, it was all a blur, she was so exhausted. As she went to take a step towards the way Armani was pointing, she realized just how sore she was. How many times did we do it, she thought.

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Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,

~Siren X