Monthly Archives: August 2013

Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 27 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn – #FantasyRomance

This snippet is 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 romance inspired by The Arabian Nights. It is available on  LSBooksAmazonBarnes & NobleARe, Kobo, and a few other places.

In the previous post, Alia makes an ominous prophecy.

He took her hand and felt the uneven rhythm of her pulse. She knew what was being offered and where this choice would lead. There was a reason his kind risked their lives to possess the fey. He overlooked caution in his courtship of Anora because she was the only fey princess he believed existed. With their blood came indescribable power, enough magic to transport him back to his lands. Only a warlock could take a fey’s power at will, and that very nature had once pitched the two races in a war that led to the near-extinction of both. Worshiped by humans as demigods, very few of either bloodline still lived.

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Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 26 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn – #FantasyRomance

This snippet is 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 romance inspired by The Arabian Nights. It is available on  LSBooksAmazonBarnes & NobleARe, Kobo, and a few other places.

In the previous post, Duncan runs out of magic, and Alia offers him a way out.

“If you allow me to drain your life force, the act will forever tie your mind to mine.”

Her eyes were those of one who had often faced a destiny not of her choosing. “The link goes both ways. Accept what neither of us can change. You cannot wait for the sun to rise, for the princess will not be satisfied without your body. Soldiers will arrive at dawn, and the ravine takes days to traverse. Just promise you will leave me safe inside the temple’s walls. I will be cared for while you spend the next half decade coating the sands in blood.”

Twitter: #sffsat SFFSat is a group of writers sharing snippets from both published and unpublished works of science fiction and fantasy.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!

Summer Seduction Blog Hop – My Gift Card Goes To…

The Winner for MY Stop is…

Kimberly Mayberry

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The other participants should be announcing their winners over the next three days. The main prize winners were Valerie Rhodes and Michelle Penden Vasquez. Valerie won a $75 gift card and 7 ebooks. Michelle won the 10 ebook bundle.

Thanks for participating! You can get to the list of all blogs by clicking  here.

Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 25 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn – #FantasyRomance

This snippet is 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 romance inspired by The Arabian Nights. It is available on  LSBooksAmazonBarnes & NobleARe, Kobo, and a few other places.

In the previous post, we learn a bit more about Duncan’s motivations.

Surprising him, Alia lifted her hand in an unmistakable gesture. “You need power to return to your lands,” she observed as their gazes met. “Take what your body demands.”

“You will be weakened beyond awareness,” he warned even as he crouched by her side. His newfound conscience and practicality warred as Duncan scrutinized her small form. She was half his weight, and standing, her head would not reach the center of his chest. She was young, her power untrained, and she was too weak to make such an offer.

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!

Summer Seduction Blog Hop – My Sexy Summer

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Welcome to the Summer Seduction Blog Hop! There are lots of fabulous giveaways from authors and book bloggers who love erotic romance. Be sure to hop along as you can and check everyone out. Along the way you will have opportunities to earn more entries for the big hop prizes:

A $75 Gift Card + a 7 ebook bundle or a 10 ebook bundle

So, just click the banner above to start hopping! Within three days of the hop’s end on Aug 21st at midnight eastern time we will select the 2 winners of the overall hop and notify them via email as well as post their names on the site. The two winners will have three days to respond or another winner will be selected for their prize. Click here to enter the main Rafflecopter Giveaway

The giveaway for MY blog stop is a $5 Amazon gift card (electronic-only/emailed). You get 1 entry for leaving a comment here (mandatory). Optional entries include following me (@LaylaTarar) on Twitter (2 entries), and liking my author page (TaraQuanAuthor) on Facebook (2 entries).  Please mention in your comment if you took advantage of one or both of the other options. At the end of the hop, I will assign each entry a number and use a random number generator to pick a winner. Please include a contact email in your comment.

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My Sexy Summer

She took a long sip from her champagne flute. Her floppy wide-brimmed hat danced in the desert wind. The match was exhilarating—the hard pounding of hooves, the crack of mallet against ball. Within seconds players raced from one end of the field to the other, chasing an elusive white target smaller than their fists. The even grass stood in stark contrast to sandy dunes. Spectators milled about as waiters circulated glass-filled trays carrying copious amounts of alcohol.

This is the first paragraph from my recent contemporary romance release, More Than Strangers. It was inspired by an actual summer day I spent in Dubai not so long ago. It had been over a hundred degrees Fahrenheit at the equestrian club, but I remember being surrounded by beautiful people who looked like they had just walked out of a Polo Ralph Loren photo shoot.

Since I have an active imagination, I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if one of those gorgeous women slipped away with a polo player after the match. Tall and lanky, with sweat-drenched hair, rippling muscles, and intense gazes, those guys were certainly sigh-worthy. The romance author in me filled in a back story. A man who could afford to own those gorgeous pampered ponies would be rich and powerful, and he probably wouldn’t object to sneaking a kiss or two by the stables.

And thus my quick little novella set in Dubai was born–it acquired some suspense by the end, but the beginning is all about a sexy summer day in a scorching Middle Eastern desert. (My actual day was less sexy, but still quite fun.)

And this concludes my stop on the blog hop. Check out the other participants by clicking the Summer Seduction Blog Hop banner (or here). The blog stop right after mine is Romance Author Krista Ames.

Child of the Devil – aka Nulli and the Leprechaun 3 (Absolute Write Blog Chain – August 2013)

This post is part of the August 2013 Blog Chain at Absolute Write. This month, the prompt is “Child of the Devil.”

This flash fiction is also the third installment of what I have now decided will be the Nulli and the Leprechaun web series. While it’s self-contained, links to Part 1 and 2 are below.
#1 What the Leprechaun Said (AWBC March 2013)                
#2 Wrong Place, Right Time (AWBC May 2013)

Just as Shawn the leprechaun was about to fasten fluffy handcuffs on her wrist, the pink dungeon was illuminated by a flash of red light.

“Get your grubby little paws off my fiancé.” The tall man who materialized had black hair and eyes. He also had little red horns protruding out of his head.

Nulli’s eyes narrowed. “Err…I’m pretty sure we’ve never met.”

The creature flashed her a panty-melting smile. “Bonjour mademoiselle. Je m’appelle  Luc. Je suis–”

“Cut the crap you son of the devil,” Shawn snapped. “You don’t even like the French.”

Luc rolled his eyes. “Au contraire, cousin. They are some of my best customers.”

“And you two are freaking me out.” She turned to the supernatural creature she was already acquainted with. “What is that thing?”

The new arrival placed his hand over his heart. “I’m wounded, cherie. That is no way to refer to the man you are about to wed.”

Turning to face the too handsome lunatic, she placed her hands on her hips. “Then it’s a good thing I don’t know you from Adam.”

Luc shook his dark head. “Adam was an idiot. Dad orchestrated his fall from grace using an apple–an apple! Talk about a cheap date.”

She took a calming breath and turned to the redheaded leprechaun. “I guess this would make him…”

“The devil’s spawn.” Shawn’s expression was annoyed rather than concerned. “He loves to play pranks.”

She lifted an eyebrow. “I thought practical jokes were a leprechaun thing.”

Shawn rolled his bright green eyes and pointed at Luc. “Who do you think started the rumor?”

Luc’s face was the picture of affront. “Moi? I’ve been getting this guy out of trouble since he was born.” He rubbed one of his horns. “These even turned gray at one point because of worry.”

Shawn bent down and whispered into her ear. “I used peroxide. Was surprised it worked m’self.”

She sighed. “Just so there’s no confusion–both of you are claiming to be the future love of my life.”

They uttered their answers in unison. “Oui.” “Yes.”

This was getting too crazy. “In that case, please take me home. I have a long day at work tomorrow, and I can’t deal with this drama right now.”

Luc’s smile was saccharine sweet. “Non. Je suis désolée, mais ça n’est pas possible. Your past life is over. You are ours now.”

Shawn cleared his throat. “Oii. Stop messing around. She’s mine. Your daddy dearest said so.”

Luc’s black eyes danced. “When has my father’s opinion ever affected my actions?”

Shawn snorted. “Every damn day? I’ve never seen anyone’s who’s more of a Papa’s boy.”

Nulli tapped her foot. “As interesting as your family dynamics are–it’s irrelevant. I’m my own person. Right now, I’m not interested in either of you.”

“But you haven’t tried me.” Luc’s voice was laced with temptation. “This leprechaun’s a good kisser, but I’m even better.”

Shawn crossed his arms. “That’s complete bull. Even if he is, it’s because he has a couple thousand years on me.”

She shook her head. “I don’t think kissing is one of those practice makes perfect skills.”

Luc licked his lips. “Oh but it is. Besides, don’t you want to know how it feels like to have this,” he stuck out his forked tongue, “inside you.”

Her nose scrunched up. “Not in the slightest.”

When Luc strode forward, she took a step back and hid behind Shawn. Grinning, the leprechaun’s chest puffed up. “See, she’s made her choice. Now scat.”

She decided this wouldn’t be the best time to tell her protector she was still in the decision-making phase.

Luc’s voice was laced with temptation. “Dear cousin, we’ve shared other women before. It’s a lot more fun when there’s three.”

When Shawn didn’t respond, Nulli leaned forward so she could see his face. He was staring straight ahead, and his expression had turned blank. When she looked at Luc, she saw his eyes glow red.

“Hold her still.” The booming voice was a command. Shawn’s arm looped around her waist a second later. Before she realized what was happening, her back was plastered against the leprechaun’s body.

Luc floated forward. Their gazes locked. “You want to kiss me.”

She struggled. “No. I absolutely do not. Shawn, snap out of it.”

The devil’s child appeared surprised. He repeated his sentence louder this time. His eyes shone even brighter. “You want to kisssss meeeee.”

She glared at him. “What part of no don’t you get? Mimicking a snake is also the opposite of sexy. Leave me alone.”

Luc’s eye’s reverted back to its original color. “This is an interesting development. You are immune to mental suggestion.” His gaze flitted to the leprechaun holding her in place. “It’s seems you are his intended mate after all.”

With Shawn’s arms manacled around her, she couldn’t move. “Does that mean you’ll let us go?”

Luc patted her face. “Of course. I was just having some fun. The real reason I’m here is because your tryst with my cousin is progressing far too slowly. I was sent here to speed things up.”

A shiver rolled down her spine. “I don’t understand.”

“It’s simple.” Luc snapped his fingers. Shawn’s arms loosened.

“Stay out  of this,” Shawn’s growled. “I’ve got everything under control.”

Luc ignored him. “It seems my cousin has a soft spot for you. He’s being very patient with your maidenly fears.”

“We first met less than fifteen minutes ago,” Nulli protested.

“And you should have been flat on your back in under one. I’ll leave the two of you alone now–but with one little parting gift.” With another flash of red light, Luc disappeared.

Nulli turned to face the leprechaun. “Do I even want to know what he meant?”

So where is this heading? I have no idea–it’ll depend entirely on next month’s prompt. Stay tuned!

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

Participants and posts:

ishtar’sgate – http://chickenscratchbc.blogspot.ca/ (link to post)
orion_mk3 – http://nonexistentbooks.wordpress.com (link to post)
areteus – http://lurkingmusings.wordpress.com/ (link to post)
BDavidHughes – http://bdavidhughes.com/ (link to post)
Ralph Pines – http://ralfast.wordpress.com/ (link to post)
articshark – http://www.drslaten.com/blog (link to post)
Anarchic Q – http://anarchicq.com/ (link to post)
meowzbark – http://www.lizzylessard.com/ (link to post)
MsLaylaCakes – http://www.taraquan.com/ (YOU ARE HERE)
grace elliot – http://graceelliot-author.blogspot.com/ (link to post)
Angyl78 – http://jelyzabeth.wordpress.com/ (link to post)
milkweed – http://www.thistlequill.blogspot.com/ (link to post)

Bumped:
pyrosama – http://matrix-hole.blogspot.com/ (link to post)

Archive of Past Blog Chains

Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 24 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn – #FantasyRomance

This snippet is 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 romance inspired by The Arabian Nights. It is available on  LSBooksAmazonBarnes & NobleARe, Kobo, and a few other places.

In the previous post, Duncan calls Alia a pawn. How so, you ask?

“When your bloodline is revealed, you will have already earned your people’s loyalty. Alia. It is a name I shall never forget.”

For reasons he could not understand, Duncan was reluctant to release her. Nonetheless, he laid her on the cold, shifting sand and rose. An arduous path awaited him, and he was eager to begin the conquest he should never have attempted to avoid. Helicon needed the waters this kingdom possessed. What he failed to acquire through marriage, he would now have to take by force.

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!

Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 23 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn – #FantasyRomance

This snippet is 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 romance inspired by The Arabian Nights. It is available on  LSBooksAmazonBarnes & NobleARe, Kobo, and a few other places.

In the previous post, Duncan points out the meaning of Alia’s eyes.

Anger flashed, turning the purple pools a darker shade. “I serve them, warlock, as a disciple of the goddess. I mend bones and brew elixirs. I provide those with need the knowledge they seek. Dionians respect the temple because it is they we serve, and they see me as one among the many who help tend their wounds. Very few know what the color of my eyes mean.”

As his mind mulled over changes to strategy, he could not suppress a triumphant smile. “Then you are a more useful pawn than I first believed. ”

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!