Monthly Archives: March 2013

Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 10 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn

This snippet is also from Warlock’s Pawn and continues from the last one (click on the SFFSat tag at the bottom of the post to read past snippets).

Warlock’s Pawn is a fantasy (e) romance inspired by The Arabian Nights (emphasis on the “e”). It was just released and is available on  LSBooksAmazonARe, and Kobo. It will probably show up at other locations (yes, I know B&N is a biggie) in about a month.

Tonight, blood seeped through his clothing, giving his chest and back an eerie sheen as soldiers carried his large, still body to the rocky ledge. For the past three nights she watched this warrior poisoned, imprisoned, and tortured. Too stubborn to surrender, he clung to life when another with weaker magic would have died. Eager to end what should never have begun, the princess ordered his body tossed off the cliffs abutting the palace. The act would give Anora the semblance of innocence and sever the warlock’s tenuous hold on the world of the living.

Turning to the aging priestess who had taught her the way of the dagger and the path of healing, Alia argued as a reminder to them both, “It is you who told me to never seek what is beyond the temple’s walls. Now you tell me this man’s life is on my conscience.”

Twitter: #sffsat

SFFSat is a group of writers sharing snippets from both published and unpublished works of science fiction and fantasy. You can read more about the group by clicking the banner to the left, as well as follow links to the other participants.

Any comments are much appreciated!

Spanking Romance Reviews – Warlock’s Pawn

BookAddict over at Spanking Romance Reviews just posted a review of Warlock’s Pawn.

Here’s the first two sentences:

One of the best debut books I’ve read in a long time. Hopefully this is just a first in a series.

The full review can be found at:

http://spankingromance.com/warlocks-pawn-one-of-the-best-debut-books-in-a-long-time/

Book Chick City – Debut Author Spotlight- SciFi Romance – Tara Quan (Me!)

Book Chick City‘s Debut Author Spotlight features lil’ old me. Check out what research I did for Tower in the Woods at:

http://www.bookchickcity.com/2013/03/debut-author-spotlight-tara-quan-tower-in-the-woods-science-fiction-romance.html

 

@CoverReveals features Warlock’s Pawn

Wild About Bones features Warlock’s Pawn on CoverReveals.

Check it out at:

http://coverreveals.blogspot.com/2013/03/cover-reveal-warlocks-pawn-by-tara-quan.html#more

Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 9 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn

So sorry I missed last week. I was vacationing in a place with a dial-up connection that wouldn’t load the wordpress main page. This snippet is also from Warlock’s Pawn and continues from the last two (click on the SFFSat tag at the bottom of the post to read past snippets).

Warlock’s Pawn is a fantasy (e) romance inspired by The Arabian Nights (emphasis on the “e”). It was just released and is available on  LSBooksAmazon, and ARe. It will probably show up at other locations in about a month.

Alia narrowed her eyes and focused on the shadows inside the palace walls. She at times found it difficult to differentiate what was from what was to come. Banishing her visions with great difficulty, she singled out the large masculine form barely visible in the torchlight. She had grown accustomed to seeing the warlock in well-fitted black tunics and dark leather breeches. It was the Helicon garb of a courtier rather than a warrior. Even in the extremely crowded courtyards where the privileged gathered, he had been easy to distinguish from the white-robed members of the Dionian court. She had wondered the first time she spied him so simply dressed if any of them were fooled by this poor disguise. Even from a distance, even in visions, dreams and nightmares, the warlock wore power like a second skin.

Twitter: #sffsat

SFFSat is a group of writers sharing snippets from both published and unpublished works of science fiction and fantasy. You can read more about the group by clicking the banner to the left, as well as follow links to the other participants.

Any comments are much appreciated!

The Bookchick Reviews Warlock’s Pawn

The Bookchick just posted Warlock’s Pawn‘s first review.

Here’s my favorite part:

Sex was an integral element throughout this story. Not sex just for sex sake but well executed in a manner that made total and complete sense within the story.

Isn’t that what every erotic romance writer wants to hear?

The full review can be found at:

http://bookchickwithkick.com/2013/03/20/warlocks-pawn-by-tara-quan/#more-2385

Warlock’s Pawn – A Fantasy Erotic Romance – Now Available!

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I’m writing this from an airline lounge, so it’s going to be short and sweet.

Today is the release day for Warlock’s Pawn – the first book in my Captive Fates series. The buy links are live on LSBooks, Amazon, and ARe. If you do grab it, you’ll be beating me to the final version (I haven’t gotten my copies yet).

It’ll probably take another month before the book is available elsewhere. I will be consolidating buy links on my Captive Fates page, where I’ve posted an excerpt. Chapter 1 can be sampled at all the above-listed distributers.

People who read my interview on The Clog Blog know that this novella’s genesis dates to my reading of Liquid Silver Books’ heat level descriptions. I read the requirements for their highest level and had a Barney Stinson “Challenge accepted!” moment. As such, scroll past the blurb to read the content notes.

Foreseeing the warlock’s destiny, Alia saves the man her sister plotted to kill. He returns five years later to conquer her city. A pawn in a battle for desert waters, Alia resigns herself to a political marriage and an empty bed. But when Duncan demands more than just her name, she chances losing her heart along with her freedom.

Determined to reclaim her kingdom, Anora parlays her body to remain at Duncan’s side. From within the Helicon court she spins her web, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Alia is all that stands between her and the throne. Her sister must cease to breathe before the warlock’s affection wanes.

A master tactician, Duncan has no qualms about making Anora his courtesan and Alia his queen. But it is Alia’s eyes that haunt his dreams, and she soon becomes his only weakness. With the perils that haunt the Helicon court, caring for the fey is absolute folly. A warlock’s love is a fatal curse, and Alia’s death will be his undoing.

Content Notes: Intense Heat/Edgy Erotic Romance, Anal Play/Intercourse, Light BDSM Practices or Play, Menage

Random Book Musings Reviews Tower in the Woods

Ndayeni at Random Book Musings just posted a review of Tower in the Woods.

Here’s a few sentences from her last paragraph:

I liked the author’s writing, and think she shows a lot of promise for the future. I’ll look forward to reading other things by her. This one I’d recommend to anyone who likes revamped/retold fairytales, erotic romances with a bit of a BDSM flair, or dystopian type books.

The full review can be found at:

http://ndayenireviews.blogspot.co.nz/2013/03/tower-in-woods-by-tara-quan.html

What the Leprechaun Said (Absolute Write Blog Chain – March 2013)

This post is part of the March 2013 Blog Chain at Absolute Write. This month, the prompt is “What the Leprechaun Said.”

Nulli hesitated outside the Irish pub next to her favorite Chinese take-out place. In front of the door was a cut-out of a Leprechaun. It had a speech bubble saying “Come in!”

It was a tempting proposition even though she really wasn’t a pub kind of gal. She worked 8-10 hour shifts and adhered to a gym routine, so the prospect of drinking the night away made her shudder. Her feet hurt. Part of her wanted to go home, curl up on the coach, and watch her favorite episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

But five straight days General Tso’s chicken was stretching the limits of culinary stagnation. This pub made awesome fish and chips. It was St. Patrick’s Day. How bad could it be?

Pretty bad, she thought as she stepped through the heavy black door. The air was saturated with smoke. Men in green hats stood shoulder to shoulder with beer in hand. It wasn’t worth it. She immediately backed up toward the exit and hit a solid male chest.

She turned and sniffed. Burberry–the guy had good taste. She tilted her head up and looked past the shadowed square jaw to meet his dark green gaze. A blush crept over her cheeks. She felt her heart speed. With red hair and a boyish grin, he was exactly her type.

“Excuse me,” Nulli murmured as she tried to step around the delicious male specimen. “I’m trying to–”

“Let me seat you.” His voice was low and commanding.

He was holding a leather-covered menu.  It was odd since she didn’t remember seeing it in his hands before. He wasn’t wearing a server uniform, so he must be the host. She was tempted to stay, just for the added benefit of eye-candy, but logic won. “I didn’t expect it to be this crowded. I’ll come back–”

“There’s outdoor seating,” he interrupted.

That made a difference. She eyed the jam-packed general vicinity. “How long’s the wait?”

His smile was a flash of white teeth. “None. Just follow me.”

He started walking before she had time to respond. Leaving now would be impolite, so she followed him through the crowd. After what felt like a life-time of elbowing her way through, they reached the back door. He held it open.

She frowned. It was pitch dark on the other side. The city was never that dark. Survival instincts kicked-in and she opened her mouth to scream. A large rough hand closed over her mouth. Another arm manacled her torso. Body heat hit her back. Too much heat.

Not one to give-up, she stomped down hard on the foot behind her. She heard a grunt, but his hold on her didn’t relent. She elbowed his stomach as hard as she could. Her efforts had no effect.

She struggled as the man lifted her body off the ground and stepped through the door. He continued into the dark, and she heard it slam shut. In a flash, the darkness melted away against a cascade of gold and orange light.

In that same instant, Nulli was free. She pivoted to face her captor, whose suit jacket had changed from black to green. He had a wide grin on his face and his eyes sparkled. He was holding a stein of beer. When he spoke, his tone was far too amused. “I thought you’d never come in.”

She turned a full circle and confirmed she was in a room with no exits. Curved metal walls surrounded her. No doors, no windows.  “What the hell is going on?”

The man shrugged. “This is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.”

“Why am I in it?”

He cocked his head to the side and seemed to consider her question very carefully. “I wanted to ask you out on a date, and it was too loud in the bar.”

“So you kidnapped me?” Her voice sounded like a shriek as it echoed in the pot.

He had the gall to roll his eyes at her. “I see the future. We will live happily ever after. I thought we could skip over the boring bits.”

She crossed her arms. “And you think I’ll just take your word for that? Leprechauns are known for playing tricks.”

He shook his head. His eyes widened into an expression of innocence. “Who? Us? You must have me confused with…”

Nulli lifted her hand to demand silence. She needed convince this lunatic leprechaun to let her out of his pot. “I’ll go on a date with you, and may be after a few weeks,” but probably closer to a few centuries, “I’ll come back to this pot with you.”

The leprechaun heaved a dramatic sigh. “Humans make things too complicated. Fine, but I get one kiss before we go.”

She opened her mouth to argue then stopped herself. It was a small price to pay for freedom.

Her acquiescence must have been apparent. The beer stein in his hand went away with a pop. He disappeared before reappearing right in front of her a moment later. His finger was on her chin, tilting her face up. Before she had time to think, his mouth closed over hers.

She didn’t know what she expected, but a soft brushing of lips wasn’t it. It startled her enough her lips parted to inadvertently give him access. He teased with his tongue, nibbled and sucked, but he didn’t push. She felt her body relax, and only then did his hands circle her waist. The tug was gentle, but she was lured by his heat. Her hands rose to rest against his chest. She lifted onto her toes. A soft moan escaped her throat. Her eyes drifted shut.

When they opened, she was in front of the pub. The man who had just kissed all thought from her mind was standing where the leprechaun cutout once was. He looked smug, but utterly kissable.

The decision was far too easy. “Why don’t we skip the boring bits and go to my apartment?”

Check out this month’s other bloggers, all of whom have posted or will post their own responses:

Participants and posts:
orion_mk3 – http://nonexistentbooks.wordpress.com (link to post) 
robeiae – http://thepondsofhappenstance.blogspot.com/ (link to post) 
writingismypassion – http://charityfaye.blogspot.com/ (link to post)
Sudo_One – http://sudoone.wordpress.com/ (link to post)
randi.lee – http://emotionalnovel.blogspot.com/ (link to post)
pyrosama – http://matrix-hole.blogspot.com/ (link to post)
katci13 – http://www.krystalsquared.net/ (link to post)
MsLaylaCakes – http://taraquan.com/ (me)
Angyl78 – http://jelyzabeth.wordpress.com/ (link to post)
KitCat – http://twilightasylum.wordpress.com/ (link to post)
Bloo – http://www.emergencyroomproductions.net/ (link to post)
dlclary – http://davidwclary.com (link to post)
ConnieBDowell – http://bookechoes.com/ (link to post)
Lady Cat – http://carolsrandomness.blogspot.com/ (link to post)
Araenvo – http://www.simonpclark.com/ (link to post)
MichaelP – http://portablemagicblog.com/ (link to post)
Ralph Pines – http://ralfast.wordpress.com/ (link to post)
Mdgreene50 – http://gettotheinside.blogspot.com (link to post)
SRHowen – http://srhowen1.blogspot.com/ (link to post)
meowzbark – http://www.lizzylessard.com/ (link to post)
areteus – http://lurkingmusings.wordpress.com/ (link to post)
dolores haze – http://dianedooley.wordpress.com/ (link to post)

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Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 8 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn

Warlock’s Pawn is a fantasy (e) romance inspired by The Arabian Nights (emphasis on the “e”). It will be released on Amazon and ARe on March 18th, and it will probably show up at other locations approximately a month after.

This snippet continues where the first one left off (click on the SFFSat tag at the bottom of the post to read past snippets).

She had spied on his courtship of her sister for close to a moon’s cycle. On the day he arrived in Dionia he’d been covered from the neck down in dangerously glinting chainmail and steel-plated armor. He had skin the color of dark amber with curling mahogany locks that brushed his neck. A true warlock of lore, he stood more than a head taller than those in his retinue, the breadth of his shoulders making his betrothed princess seem fragile by comparison. The heft of his breastplate, epaulets, and greaves made it hard to believe a warhorse had carried him over the vast sandy dunes, yet he moved with such agility she soon forgot he wore any armor at all.

Twitter: #sffsat

SFFSat is a group of writers sharing snippets from both published and unpublished works of science fiction and fantasy. You can read more about the group by clicking the banner to the left, as well as follow links to the other participants.

Any comments are much appreciated!