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Three Sentences!  Here they are (there a lots of others in Hot Spanish Nights): (Visit the HSN page here on the blog for a trailer, blurb and excerpt)

 As if she were a magnet and he metal, his mouth returned to her neck, her breasts. His swollen cock twitched against her thigh, the sculpted head smearing a delicious drop of precum.

“Your father will kill me,” he muttered against her tit.


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The stench of Hell stung Salseph’s nostrils.  Lost Souls¸ how he hated to return home.  For all his trials on Earth, he preferred the human realm to this insufferable place.  In the mortal plane, he could glamour, hide his wings and actually feel as if he belonged, at least for a time.

Evolerzzal, a slimy glob of green flesh, grabbed Seph’s shoulder as he passed into the gloom of the Demon Realm.  “Well if it isn’t Salseph the Beautiful.  What are you doing here amongst us humble creatures?”  With a clawed hand, he beckoned Charzzel, a demon of the Second Order.  “Look who’s come home.”

Seph shrugged free, arched his wings.  The dim, smoky light refracted off his feathers, and the movement immediately drew the attention of every demon in sight.  His jaw tightened, a muscle twitching.  He yearned to drive his fist into the monstrous face and take to the air, but it wasn’t really Evol’s fault that the demons hated him.  Paimon had insured that Salseph was an oddity, a freak.  His appearance and the majestic wings set him apart from the others of his kind.  Hell, there were no others of his kind.  In all of Perdition, he was the only demon who looked like an angel.  His face was handsome, his body lean and muscled—the body of a man, not a monstrosity—his blond hair thick and silky.

“I smell angel,” a low-ranking atrocity shouted, his high-pitched voice rasping like sandpaper on Seph’s nerves.

The demons stank of brimstone and ash.  Salseph’s creator hadn’t missed a single detail in replicating a celestial being.  Like an angel, Seph possessed an individual, mysterious scent, the airy fragrance part of his allure.

A disgustingly ugly brute pretended to stumble, crushing one of the long white feathers trailing the ash-gray ground.  “Hello Salseph.”  Two fingers with sharp talons drifted down his wing.  “Wish I had pretty wings.”

Seph’s stomach clenched.  He flinched from the touch, arching his wings high.  A laugh rumbled from the creature.  The fiends detested him as much as he abhorred them.

“I think he’s hideous,” a demon in the shadows called.  “Angels are our enemies.  Every time I look at him, I want to draw sword.”

Jealousy and envy gleamed in Evol’s red eyes.  The demon reeked of the Pit.  Sulfur wasn’t an enticing perfume.  “Now, who would want to spit our lovely Salseph on a sword?”

“Let me pass.” Seph would have shouldered by Evol, but he didn’t want to touch the creature.

“Coming home from another assignment?” Evol smirked.

Seph refused to give the other demon the satisfaction of a reply.  He was returning from another demeaning mission with his guts in a knot and his heart bleeding for a poor human woman whose only sin was falling in love with him.

“Did you eat her baby or pump one into her womb?”  Evol leered, his glob of a head tilted to the side, his hairy ears wagging.

“I don’t consume human flesh.  Now step aside.”

“Or you’ll do what?  Report me to Paimon?”

Seph flared his wings, striking the demon and knocking him back.  “Sorry, Evol.”  He drove his wings down hard, rising straight into the sultry, close air.  Voice dripping sarcasm, he said, “Sometimes I forget how powerful my wings are.”

Wings rising and falling slowly, he hovered over the grotesque blob.  Why were they all so fiendish?   One of the monsters tried to capture his ankle.  Laughing, he flew higher and, still chuckling, soared toward home—the place he lived.  He’d never thought of the dim stone cavern as home.

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The final tallies are out, and Celestial Sin is third amongst some very heavy hitters in erotica.   A big Texas WOOHOO!

For a video, blurb and excerpt, check out the Celestial Sin page on the blog and don’t forget to take a look at the erotic free read.

To celebrate, I’m giving away a free download.  Please be sure to leave contact information in your comment.

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From Ronda Tutt at Queen Tutt’s World of Escapism.

Drop by and see what Ronda has to say, just a hint:  “The connection between the characters was breathtaking and electrifying. I loved Cam-ael’s curiosity about everything and Essie’s was the perfect female, strong, yet tender when need be. Their erotic love scenes were steaming hot …”


NOTE:  The pix has nothing to do with Celestial Sin, but I thought this angel was SINFULLY beautiful.  Don’t know who the artist is, but it’s a fantastic work.

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My web site is currently under reconstruction.  I’m eagerly looking forward to the new LOOK.  Here is the picture.


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 1. There is only one happiness in life — to love and to be loved.
George Sand

 2. What I needed most was to love and to be loved, eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me; and sure enough, I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy, by suspicions and fear, by burst of anger and quarrels.
St. Augustine

 3. “When you are in Love you can’t fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams.”  — Dr Seuss

 4. Women wish to be loved not because they are pretty, or good, or well bred, or graceful, or intelligent, but because they are themselves.
Henri Frederic Amiel

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Yesterday two friends and I treated ourselves to a hair style at Saks Salon.  I had a rather radical bilevel, mid-ear on the left and chin length on the right.  We then had lunch and a Bloody Mary at The Cheesecake Factory in The Galleria.  The Galleria was a zoo with the basket ball finals in town.  Just FYI the hamburgers at The Cheesecake Factory are delicious.

I needed my angel books to write a blog for Celestial Sin, so I ploughed through 5 boxes of books.  I found one of them and the Book of Enoch, both of which will help, but I didn’t find The Dictionary of Angels.  This book names every angel and gives a description of him.  Handy in choosing names and characters for books.

Today, I’m devoting to writing, though my car needs washing in the worst way.  It is actually gray but right now it is yellow with pollen.  I’m working on heating up a fallen angel novel originally titled I, Azazel, now called Lost Angel, for my editor at The Wild Rose Press.  With Celestial Sin being released May 20, she wanted something else to put on the shelves as soon as we could.  Azazel is a romance.  The only problem is putting enough love scenes in the manuscript.  The story is a My Fair Lady Story.  Azazel meets a downtrodden woman and rescues her from her abusive husband.  While he is transforming her from a diner waitress into a confident beauty, they fall in love.  The problem is they can’t have sex before she is not married.  SO I thought I’d let her already be separated when they meet.  Would that work for you?  Or would it still be a no-no?

The picture to the right is Azazel’s seal.

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And I’m the guest blogger at the Long and Short of It Reviews on April 2nd.  Drop by and leave a comment for a chance to win the LASR prizes — and I’m giving away a Hot Spanish Nights Mousepad (cover in gorgeous detail)!!

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I’m whining today to the famous, handsome and martini-mixing Oliver at author Sharon Donovan’s lovely blog:  http://sharondonovan.blogspot.com/  Oliver is very sympathetic.  Come belly up to the bar and join us in drinking a rejection off my mind!

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Happy Friday!

 The wonderful hostesses at the Author Roast and Toast have invited me, Damian and Erica to a lavish party at the Xeres mansion to celebrate the release of Hot Spanish Nights.  Please join us for a cocktail served by the famous Oliver.  Leave a comment to be entered for a random drawing for a prize.


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