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Throne of the Depths is at 39%. Almost 40%!

I've added a perk:

Amanda will send you a totally unique and most-likely-strange pen and ink drawing, at LEAST 3" x 4.5" (standard photo size), on archival paper. Random subject. No other perks, so there's no smut to explain. If these all get sold, I might bump the size up a notch to 4" x 6".


For those of you who have a shitton of bookmarks.

This is sort of what I'm getting at:

White Wolf

Dog and Forest

Odd little moody things, mostly, of whatever strikes my fancy. Completely random subjects, possibly even just landscapes, but they'll all be cool.

I'm doing this as an experiment. Here's hoping! Fair warning, if they sell really well, I might raise the number available.

Anyway, let's see if we can get to at least 50% by Friday? Maybe? *wags*
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We're starting the funding drive for Throne of the Depths, our new serial at Adventurotica.

Have a trailer! Sargon busted his ass on this, and I'm duly impressed:



In 1894, Professor Arthur Graves is nearly finished with his experimental deep-sea submersible. It has been a tremendous struggle to get it finished, and his relationship with his daughter Miranda has become strained. Now, with the foreign science-pirate Count Von Sinner seeking to steal his work, he is faced with the government seizing his work for national security. Refusing to be held back, he, Miranda, and government agent Vivian Roseblade head out to sea in search of the secrets of a lost civilization.


It's going to be really, really excellent. Imaginative. An undersea adventure porn serial? C'mon!

We need y'all's help to publicize this, so spread the link around like glitter in a bellydancer tent. The disability payments I'm getting now aren't actually offsetting our living expenses very much, since my dad had to cut way, way back on what he's giving us, and we really need the help.

We've got a number of lower-level perks, so there's something for every price range, and not all of them are smut-only. There's bookmarks again, and the guilt-free donate a dollar option, because seriously, every dollar counts. (It's about the cost of a dose of the generic-not-available face stuff that's the only thing that keeps the worst of the painful rosacea at bay, for instance. It's also most of a bag of treats for my suspiciously faceless yeti-cat.)

Throne of the Depths, it will be awesome.

When I spam you with stuff about it, I will try to be interesting!
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Or, to put it another way: FREE PORN. And some not-porn stuff that is equally fun.

Now through the 9th, you can get a bunch of our books on Smashwords free for the asking!

For ALL of these, enter code RW100 at checkout to get them free.


Adventurotica Titles:

Pride and Prostitutes
Wild West shenanigans! To save the town of Century from bandits, brawlers, and mad science gone awry, the sheriff's wife and the town's most infamous madam must both assume the identity of the Black Lash! Sargon and I collaborated on this one. It's our best seller.

Witches' Mark
This one got 5/5 paddles on BDSMBookreviews.com. Prepare for sex magic, double-crosses, and sexy sacrifices as gifted but inexperienced witch Stormy must defeat Thomas Winter, the hot, manipulative, and very powerful warlock who murdered her grandmother. This one contains some of the most intense BDSM scenes I've ever written*. It's primarily het but there is some pretty freakin' awesome M/M and M/M/F sex. I'd really appreciate downloads and reviews of this one.

Hour of the Gryphon
A novella! In a time of war, the restless Avelia places herself on the front lines by impersonating a boy. When her secret outs, the honor of her family and her future as a warrior are placed at stake, and she must convince her general that she is no traitor. This, of course, involves a fair amount of BDSM. An older piece, but one I am still really fond of.


Short stories by me:

Wings
When Sara finally works up the nerve to get the tattoo she's always wanted, she finds that the intimacy of pain is a fine prelude to the intimacy of pleasure. Appeared in the Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica, so I must've been doing something right. I think it's the cock jewelry, myself.

The End of Memory
More erotic than explicit. Small talk over absinthe leads to intimacy of the body, and of the mind. What would you give anything to remember? What would you give anything to forget? This story originally appeared in the guest quarters of Jennifer Brozek's Edge of Propinquity website.


Awesomeness by Sargon:

Union of Heroes
Not porn! This is an awesomely hilarious superhero novel. If you have any affection for the genre at all, you need to read this one. Worth it for the superhero recruiting scene alone. Tears. There were tears.

Cold Lady
Once upon a time, Sargon decided to see exactly how scary he could make a scary story. I dare you to read this one at home, alone, at night, and not get a terrible case of the shudders. I'm still kind of angry with him for how bad it freaked me out the first time I read it.


Download 'em all! You literally have nothing to lose.

If you have read our stuff and liked it, pass the links to your friends and they can get a free taste. And, if I can ask a major favor of those of you who do download and read, review us on Amazon and Smashwords? It helps us sell, and obviously we are in favor of that.

There are also a ton of books by other authors available at various discount levels. I suggest checking it out!

You can take a look at what other authors are doing here.

TW: Bloodplay. Not loads, but it's there. I personally think it's super-hot. Also some quasi-consensual/coercive sex.
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Woohoo! We're less than 24 hours from the end of our mini-campaign, and we're 150% funded! If you want a print edition of Pride and Prostitutes get in now!

Once things have wrapped, I'm ordering the supplies for these:

Purple Bookmark

CHRISTMAS PRESENTS, Y'ALL. I can get you a bookmark with no porn attached. In case you're opposed to that kind of thing.

Thanks to those who have joined in! I'm really looking forward to this.

I many not surface until after Thanksgiving, so all y'all have a safe and pleasant holiday, if you are doing the holiday thing!
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We will be doing a mini-Kickstarter or Indiegogo campaign to do a print edition of Pride and Prostitutes next week. Short, like two weeks.

It's a huge-ass honkin' book at around 500 pages, so it won't be le cheap, but hopefully those of y'all who have been pining for a print edition (count me among you) will be glad to hear that and will jump on board.

The advantage I'm throwing at all y'all who haven't read it is that if you don't know if you want a print copy or not, you can buy the ebook and see.

From now until next Tuesday, Pride and Prostitutes is on sale at Smashwords for 33% off! Enter coupon code UD83V at checkout to get your discount!

I am showing you the cover again because I still think it is really cool:



In the meantime! I would like to invite everyone who has read the book to go and review it, because I might be picking some quotes from the reviews to go on the back. Also, because that would be just generally helpful.

(And for those who ask, I prefer to sell through Smashwords, but reviews help more on Amazon.)

ETA: Got the right cover in this time. DAMN YOU CTRL+C.
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Holy cats! I mailed out like eight packages yesterday morning. That's a lot for me. After having put it off due to extreme feeling like leftover ass, I feel so much better! And better in general, too, I think. I think. Very much a hurry up and wait and see sort of thing. Mood is so damnably hard to predict.

So everyone should have their stuff in a few days to a week or so, and thank you to everyone who ordered!

In other news, we have a really great sex scene up for free over at Adventurotica, and I think you should go check it out. It's not wild and kinky, it's not crazy-filthy, it's just hot.

Chapter 4: Wolf in the Folds

Her soft thighs closed around him, her body rocked up to meet his, she stroked his shoulders and neck, kissed him lushly, gently biting his lip, sucking on his tongue. She was a truly prodigal screw, and it struck him as a criminal shame that she should have put it off as long as she had. Still, he was reaping the benefits now, her sweet breasts grazing him, eyes fluttering closed, lids dusky with passion, her lips flushed and bitten red. He knew he would wear the perfume of her body on his for the rest of the day. And the other way around. He showed his teeth in a hungry snarl, drove his cock further into her, as far as it would go, intent on spending so deep inside her those twice-damned twins would be tasting him for a week.

Nyvala wasn't a passive little thing, though she did lounge under him like a housecat. The sun was gorgeous on her skin. She sighed and twisted and tossed her head, and worked a hand between their bodies to stroke herself, giving him a little sidelong look of embarrassment that was utterly charming, coming as it did from a girl whose lips tasted like him, and who was currently digging her heel into his backside to spur him on.

He kissed her, tasted her, then simply leaned there and panted, thrust into her eagerly, moaning as pleasure mounted, as the tightness, wetness, began to overwhelm him. And feathers of Aon, the heat of her.

She was coming up fast on another climax, eyes clenched shut, nose wrinkled, head turned to the side, the most unladylike grunts and growls tearing free of her throat. Valbrand didn't think he would be able to take much more, either.

He was so caught up in her that he didn't even notice when the door opened, was alerted only by the satiny swish of skirts. He turned just in time to see Korinn, her eyes glinting like knives, face white with fury. He sat up, startled, and she closed on him like a real dragon.


Hawtness!

Also, I have a new article up that ought to be of interest to those of you who write:

"I Don't Get It": on writing kinky porn for non-kinky people

Even if your reader is kind of a perv, they might not find that particular thing appealing. You have to convince them that it is appealing. You have to actually try to expand their horizons by giving them something new and making it relatable.

This is especially important work, I think, if you are at all trying to be sex-positive or feminist, and are not just exploiting an act for its shock value (it is surprising how much kinky porn does not appear to be made by people who have those kinks). There's a lot of horrible porn out there that makes the viewer or reader feel gross for watching or reading it, and the narrower the niche the more it seems to be clogged with the bad stuff.

What I want to do is create an "A-ha!" moment, where the reader suddenly understands why something is sexy. Where, even if they don't find it sexy, the scene at least works well enough for them to understand what other people see in it. Because one of the things I hate most is people dismissing things not because they are gross or offensive but because they are "boring."


Truly, one of my hugest pet peeves.

In other news, we're still wrestling with commenting issues over there. Totally open commenting, or even commenting visible to non-registered users, would mean that people's names could be indexed by search engines, which is a privacy issue. I'm trying to think of a way around it, but it's really kind of sticky. Suggestions welcome, though we will be raising the issue over on AE proper sometime soon.
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So, the final chapter of Sky Pirates of the Rio Grande has gone up over at Adventurotica.com, and the adventures of Eden and Zenobia are drawing, for now, to a close. Everyone, a big hand for Sargon, who wrote this one himself, and made it totally kickass.

Next, we will have a little more Sky Pirates bonus content, a break for Thanksgiving, and then a new project.

What is it?



Running from a forced marriage, country witch Shayrin and her fox familiar seek their dreams among the acting guilds of the grand city of Avallon. As captain of the palace guard, Lanner has no time to produce an heir, nor for House rivalries as the succession approaches. Decadent and dangerous from its highest towers to its darkest underworld, Avallon is no place for good girls or honest men.


For those of you who read [livejournal.com profile] fever_dreams way back in the day when I was posting Blades of Desire, this will be a most welcome return to that seething hive of sex, violence, and scheming: Avallon. The setting will be somewhat familiar to those of you who have read Hour of the Gryphon, as well.

Those of you who have been to Avallon, who loved it, will find some small changes. We've smoothed over the worldbuilding (more on that in a moment) and filed off the edges. It won't feel any different, however. It will still be the sticky hive of sin and swashbuckling that you all know and love.

Those of you who have never been, I envy you. I envy you, because you will get the chance to go there for the first time. You will get to share in an adventure that shapes the future of a nation in ways that nobody could have guessed. You will get to meet people I have known and loved for over a decade. You will get to read about hot, hot fucking.

Avallon is very dear to me. Its genesis, I am not ashamed to admit, was as a shared roleplaying setting with Sargon, but it quickly grew outside of those bounds and became something much greater. It became porn paradise. I have written more porn set in Avallon than I know what to do with, and there's no reason it can't have a home on Adventurotica. It will all require rewriting; I never intended anyone but Paul and I to see it. It wound up, quite by accident, very much like Steven Brust's Dragaeran setting, so we've worked to reduce that similarity without losing the things that make Avallon Avallon. Blades of Desire will eventually get the same treatment.

This, The Fox's Tale, is set before Blades of Desire by about twenty years. It's a nice little adventure with a touch of romance and a lot of hot, hot fucking. It features Lanner d'Avelian and Shayrin (Corandin's parents) and more solid parts for several people we only saw in cameo. I think you will love it, and I would love to see you give it the chance it deserves. If it does well, there's loads more that we could release bit by bit, and that's not even counting the pornographic epic that is Blades of Desire . . . 400,000 words of porn and swordfighting.

And by the way, for those of you who remember the Red Red Pony incident, this is that story. You an read an extremely un-edited rough draft excerpt from it right here.

For those of you who don't remember because you weren't there, there's a little taste of what you'll be getting. (I feel obligated to disclose that it's part of a sub-plot, and that most of the fucking is het or bi.)

So, please, if you've been putting off giving us a try, give us a try. The first double fistful of chapters will be free. I'll be posting about them here, since we really need to get our traffic up, and to that end, if you know anyone who likes second-world adventure fantasy with lots of intrigue and fucking and some actual humor, for the love of Aon, tell them about us! We're the only ones doing it right.

Okay. Maybe that's arrogant. But it's true.

(X-posted from Adventurotica.com)
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New Adventurotica.com article! Not My Thing. Best first line ever.

Rainbow Party Balloons Bouquet


I think I simultaneously sold my soul and achieved enlightenment the day I wrote balloon porn.

On paper, "pornographer" sounds pretty wild. It's one of those "You get paid to do that?!" jobs that people reflexively envy (the way they seem to envy any job that involves talking about sex or doing sexy things, even when that's explaining gonorrhea to bored teenagers). Like any other field, though, there's the low rung on the ladder, the jobs that must be done and nobody else wants to do, the porn equivalent of a fry cook at McDonald's. Those positions are not really enviable.

For over three years I was a porn fry cook. The volume required was very high, but at an hourly rate it paid quite well. At first, most of it was unremarkable. Spankings, horny housewives, high heels, pantyhose, schoolgirls. I reviewed a lot of horrible, horrible porn sites. Over time, however, a lot of weird crap got funneled my way because I was good, I was fast, and I was willing to try just about anything that wasn't barf, poop, corpses, kids, or clowns. "It's only pixels!" was my battle cry. "Bring on your shoe-fucking hairy fratboy fantasies. Locker room sock bondage fisting porn? Throw down the gauntlet, knave! I fear not the cake-sitting splosh porn with a side of BBW creampie and breast-smothering!"

Which is how I fell down the rabbit hole and wound up writing two dozen flash-fiction length pieces about fetishes that I not only did not have, but could not -- at that time -- even understand. I'm not going to list them, because my point here is not to single out anyone's fetish and say "You're weird!" but I will say that balloons was the first I attempted, because it was – to my mind – the least intimidating and yet the most challenging in that there seemed to me to be nothing sexual about balloons at all. Some of the others did kind of repel me, but I wrote them all anyway.

And it was there that I learned something vitally important about what gets people off:

It is almost universally true that even the weirdest fetishes relate back to familiar urges and desires, if you just follow them back far enough. . . .


Go, visit! It's a good one.

Also, Witches' Mark is up over at Amazon, in case you missed that update.
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Two announcements and two requests!

Witches' Mark is available on Smashwords!



As soon as it is available on Amazon, I will pop the link in here. They are taking their time about it. Should be another few hours.

The Smashwords page features what is probably the best summary/jacket copy I've ever written, for the long description. Just saying.

The ebook contains a bonus 25,000-word novella: How I Met Your Master. If you want more kinky, dysfunctional, disturbing sex, all gay, the novella is totally for you. That is a lot of extra.

Also, you can now get Pride and Prostitutes on Amazon, for those of you who don't have a Smashwords account!

It's also still available on Smashwords.

The price in both places has been dropped by a dollar, down to only $2.99!

On to the requests: first, don't be shy about reviewing our books! At Smashwords you have to have bought the book from there to review it, but not at Amazon. Anyone can review it at Amazon. So give it some thought! Reviews are really helpful in building buyer confidence.

Second, please, please consider joining the site and spreading the word to friends. Five dollars a month minimum, though you can always give more. I don't like putting it so bluntly, but this and my art are our only income. My art sales are nonexistent right now, and our income has dropped dramatically since we moved off of LJ, so we are basically living off of money from my dad. I would like this to not be the case, but right now we're not even breaking the high triple digits with our own income. So if you'd like to see me continue . . . well, doing anything, really, give it some thought. Or donate! Here is a convenient button:






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Hey, everyone!

It's time for the Circlet Press author chat for Like a Treasure Found!

As you know Bob, Sargon's story The Ancient Shrine of the Double Cross is in the anthology, along with some really great stories by other really great authors (Sacchi Green, OMG).

Stop by the Circlet Press Livejournal between now and Sunday and talk to the anthology authors! As a bonus, one commenter will be chosen at random to receive a copy!

What are you waiting for? It's a chance to talk about pirates, sex, and writing! Go and help make this a successful event!
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Been a lot going on at Adventurotica.com!

First, maybe my favorite Adventurotica article so far. This one's about writing, not sex, and I think it's one that anyone who writes will find interesting. Here's an excerpt:

Leave it to the imagination.

When you're an author who has worked hard to make your world real for yourself, it's instinctive, I think, to describe important characters in fussy detail to make sure the reader gets it "right." You want to help them create the most accurate image possible, the one that matches your inner vision most closely, because your mental image is by-god important to you . . . and it should be. It needs to be.

However, after years of writing erotica, I've come to a conclusion: the only thing that matters to the reader is what the reader is picturing. Give them the most important physical characteristics and some well-chosen details to distinguish the character in the reader's mind, then give them room to imagine the rest in a way that is interesting to them. The reader can only integrate so many details you give them into their mental image at a time, so you have to space out the rest. . . .

This is why overused devices like the character who pauses to mentally inventory every detail of their appearance in the nearest reflective surface don't work. Aside from being unsubtle and clumsy from a technical standpoint, aside from being jarring because it is something that real people seldom do, these passages often dump way too much information on the reader at once, and most of it is probably information they do not need.

Here's a huge secret: it is actually less effort for the reader to build a mental image around some major attributes and a few well-chosen details than it is for them to create a mental image that exactly matches a detailed and lengthy description. Let them do this work for you!


Earlier, I answered a reader's question:

Do you write yourself into stories?

. . . .I usually answer "no" . . . because, in the sense that the asker usually means it, I don't.

But in another sense, I do, and sometimes I like to acknowledge that.

If we are talking about primary or secondary characters with a major plot role to fulfill, well, some of these characters are a lot like me. Some are hardly like me at all. But they are all me, or parts of me. I created them, I control them, I speak and move and act for them through words and story. No matter how chatty or pushy they are – and believe me, they can be plenty of both – they are still my little puppets, and I'm the boss of them.


Sargon talks about sex and violence:

X-Rated

But most porn is not violent. It may have some icky gender-relation issues, as so much porn does, but actual meat-ax-and-shotgun violence? Not so much. The truth is that most writers of porn just do not seem to be interested, or have a knack for writing violence, and so their stories unfold without one of the staples of narrative - violent conflict.

The fiction we write here, however, is distinctly not that kind of porn. We try to write stories that hold up as stories, and a story needs conflict. Violence is not the only kind of conflict there is or can be, but it is common. Plus when you are telling a pirate story or a wild west tale, for example, then it would be weird not to have all the requisite swashbuckling, gunfights, and brawling you would expect from that kind of setting.

Which brings me to the point, which is that when you write the violence in a porn piece, you have to consider and decide for yourself what kind of violence it will be and how far to take it. In other kinds of fiction, you can set everything at a mental "PG-13" or whatever the story needs to be, and that makes things pretty easy as regards tone and feel of the overall work.


All of the articles are free to read, always. The story content requires a membership. Yesterday, Sky Pirates of the Rio Grande Chapter 18: An encounter with trans-Pecos thunder lizards went up!

Eden looked, peering from under her hat brim into the blazing midmorning sun. She didn't see anything, but the hairs lifted on her neck just the same. "I don't see it."

Then she did. It moved out of a cluster of trees into the daylight and her breath caught, because her first thought was that it was beautiful. It stood on two legs, like a man, but bent forward with a long tail giving it balance, the head was long and the jaws lined with wicked teeth. It was a brilliant shade of red, like the reddest red brick, and zigzagged with velvety black stripes. It turned its head in the sun and the eye glinted a jewel green.

Eden's relentless brain calculated distance and scale and told her it was almost twelve feet at the hip, thirty feet long from nose to tail, two or three tons weight. A massive and formidable predator like she had never seen before, not in the flesh.

"Allosaurus," Eden said.

"What?" Zenobia turned without taking her eyes from it.

"A dinosaur," Eden said. "I heard some were bred and released here, but I never thought . . ."

"Male," Mad Dog said, squinting through field glasses. "Big one too." He lowered the glasses and seemed to relax.

"How do you know?" Eden said, fascinated.

"Males are red like that, females, they are more yellow."

"Will it attack us?" Zenobia said.

"No, the males only fight for territory. The females do all the hunting. He must be a lone male or we wouldn't see him. If he is a rogue he won't attack us in daylight like this."

"Why not?" Eden said, watching the thing move. It was so alien and so graceful, it was hypnotic watching it pace through the high grass.

"Because he must be a wise one to get so big, and that means he knows not to attack guns," he laughed. "The only worry would be if-"

The allosaur suddenly lifted its muzzle and sniffed the wind, then turned and ran southeast away from them. It took long strides and quickly vanished over the gentle rise.

Mad Dog brought up his rifle. "Shit." He waved his hands to get the men moving.

"What?" Eden said, spurring her horse to keep up with him, hanging onto the saddle horn for dear life. If they had to run, she was sure she would fall right off. "What is it? More?"

Zenobia cocked her head the same time Deguello snorted and tossed his head. "What is that?" she said.

"What is-" Then she heard it, and the other horses began to squeal and sidle in impending panic as the ground rumbled and shook. "Buffalo?" she said.

"No!" mad Dog said, pointing. "Cuernos!"

Eden looked. To the right a dark mass appeared and came rushing towards them, its passage shaking the ground, and in a moment she saw it was a herd of massive, dark-skinned animals bigger than a rhinoceros and with more horns. Triple-horned, with flaring bone shields over their necks and razor-sharp beaks glinting like iron in the sun, a herd of triceratops came bearing down on them.


Cheesy? Absolutely. Fun? Absolutely!

Minimum donation to get a membership is only $5 a month. Please consider it!
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Hey!

First, and most briefly, we're rolling stuff out on the Kindle, finally. We're trying it out on Hour of the Gryphon first.



So, if you've been holding off because you don't want to sign up with a Smashwords account, you can do it through the Great Smiling Satan. It's still available on Smashwords in pretty much every format you could wish for, of course.

If you do grab it through Amazon, let me know how it looks! I am so jazzed to see it have an official Amazon page and everything. It's awesome.

Next, Sargon's got a story in the new Circlet Press anthology, Like a Treasure Found: Erotic Tales of Pirates!



Available right here, and on sale until September 13!

Table of Contents:

On Arid Seas by Bernie Mojzes
Of Great Renown by Diane Kepler
The Pirate from the Sky by Sacchi Green
The Ancient Shrine of the Double Cross by Paul Batteiger
A Shelter From All Storms by Kaysee Renee Robichaud
Daniel by Emily Moreton
The Final Voyage of the Devil’s Prow by Cèsar Sanchez Zapata

Here's an excerpt from Sargon's story, The Ancient Shrine of the Double Cross!

The entrance was choked with vines, but they could thread their way through until they were out of the light. Jim relaxed a bit when they were out of sight of her ship, but she still might try something at any moment.

He let go of her and she stepped away. She had that big broomhandle Mauser strapped to her right hip, and he kept a close eye on that. She looked him up and down with her green eyes glinting in the darkness like a jaguar sizing him up for dinner.

"Why Jim Slade you look like a month of disasters," she smirked at him. He tensed when she reached out and picked at his ragged shirt, as if trying to pull the tatters back together. Then she put her bare hand on his chest and traced her finger along the scratch he'd gotten in a fight with that big Cimarroon down by the river. "Still, I'd lick you down to a nub if I had the time."

He was looking her over too. The dark, tawny skin, the heavy features and wide, full lips. Sun had bleached her hair lighter than when he'd seen her last, with little braids at her temples keeping it out of her eyes. Her shirt was cut short and the sleeves ripped off to keep cool. Her pants slung low over her wide hips showed her golden belly with sweat tricking down the curves. Rips here and there showed her skin through down to her boots, laced tight up her calves.

Jim remembered licking those calves while he thrust between her thighs, feeling her liquid and hot, her breasts under his hands as she heaved and panted-

He made himself stop, shook his head like a wet dog. Get back in the game. He batted her hand aside and motioned at her with his .45. "Get moving. If you're keeping that saber, use it."

She smirked and turned, set to hacking the vines down to clear a path. She flicked on her light here and there to see, chopped down the thicker vines with quick cuts of her old CSA cavalry sword. He admired the play of her muscles under her skin as she worked.

Lilly cut a path and he followed her, watching and listening as insects skittered away from them in the darkness, half seen and glad for it. He knew damned well what kinds of nightmare bugs they had in this damned country.

He made sure to keep up with her, but not too close. He ducked swinging vines, pushed hanging moss out of his face, took a step, and the floor dropped out from under him.


C'mon! PIRATE SEX. This is a seriously awesome story. Just SO much fun. Go show the love. This is definitely an Adventurotica story, by the way. Tell your pirate-loving friends!



Also, Tony Frazier's awesome superhero novel Hero Go Home is up on Smashwords and Amazon!

Superhero Digger appears in his very first novel! When he is approached by some former teammates to join a new supergroup, Digger jumps at the chance, even though his role is only to mentor a younger, more powerful hero. But then a mysterious figure from his past warns him that all is not as it seems, and soon, all hell breaks loose. Literally.

Green monkeys and a Silver Scorpion! A Man Who's Known By Many Names! Balloon Armor! Ninja Robots! A Valkyrie Riding a Giant Wolf! A Deus Ex Machina! An Alien Invasion! Superbattles Galore! Hell on Earth! All in Color for a Dime!

Okay, that last one was a lie. It's a prose novel, and it's $3.99. But all the rest, seriously. Go read it.


I can hardly sum it up better than that. Frazier is one of the most flat-out funny people I know, and his writing is absolutely no exception. His blogs (The Stole Frazier's Brain! and Hero Go Home) are worth sticking around for, too. Cheesy movies, classic comics, and old radio serials galore! And superheroes. There should be more superhero prose fiction in the world. And it should be like this.

. . .

I've given you stuff to read! Why are you still here? Go click!
naamah_darling: The right-side canines of a wolf's skull; the upper canine is made of gold. (Default)
Something I can't figure out.

When publishing for the Kindle via Amazon's incredibly shittily-designed KDP, I can list a title under a completely made-up name.

Is there anything that connects books I have published under a completely different name to my real name, and vice-versa? Like, on the Adventurotica account on Smashwords, you can see everything we have published, no matter what name it was under, thus creating a link between everything we publish and our real names.

I ask because I have a large, large amount of complete crap porn I wrote ages ago, and I might as well get something out of it, but I don't want it connected to my real name in any way because frankly, it's horrible and embarrassing and some of it is frankly pretty offensive (don't judge, I was doing it because I had to eat and pay for meds, and that's why I am doing it again). I don't want to have to open up a different account or something. I just want to throw that crap up there and see if I can make a few bucks off it, 'cause we're kind of hurting for cash.

Any insight?
naamah_darling: Lucian from Underworld next to a snarling wolf. From the dark into the black, throwbacks always have to go. (Lucian Throwbacks)
Over at Adventurotica.com we have some great new content!

I've posted the first of our twice-weekly articles: Erotica vs. Pornography!

The title is pretty self-explanatory. I've had people asking for my take on the subject for a long time, so if you want to know what I think, by all means, go, read, comment!

There's a tendency to define one's personal preferences as "erotic" because we are told that erotica is okay, that it's healthy sexual expression, that it's meaningful, that it has social value. And we are told that pornography is disgusting, exploitive, meaningless, and dehumanizing. Nobody wants to think of their preferences as being unhealthy or disgusting. Okay, some people do get off on being really, really "bad." But most people do not like to think of themselves that way, and they create a definition of "erotic" that encompasses what they like, so that they don't have to feel bad for liking it. And they shouldn't feel bad about what they like, absolutely. That's the opposite of what I want. But I wish people didn't feel the need to define what they don't want as gross and meaningless and wrong.


Really good stuff, if I do say so myself. It's a fun subject. Feel free to link, tweet, post to Facebook or Google+. I'd love to get some discussion going on.

Also, Sky Pirates of the Rio Grande is chugging along. We're up to Chapter 4 now, and it's still free to read!

Get started:

Chapter 1: An Unintended Embarrassment
Chapter 2: An Unwarranted Refusal
Chapter 3: An Ill-Advised Plan of Action
Chapter 4: The Adequate Escape

Also! Plugging for a friend's webcomic! Go check out Walking on Broken Glass, and if you like what you see, kick some fundage toward their Kickstarter to fund the next print issue. They aren't far from their goal. I frankly think the sketch updates are the best thing to hit my RSS bookmarks every week. Caytlin's art makes me LOL. And if you link to them and let them know, they will enter you in a drawing for a signed and sketched issue, so even if you can't donate, spread the word and win cool shit! And everyone wins.
naamah_darling: The letter A in a compass rose. (Adventurotica)
Yes! It's time for the next book trailer! Sorry for those who see this twice, but there's people reading me that don't read [livejournal.com profile] fever_dreams, and vice-versa. Tell me this isn't the best title ever:

Sky Pirates of the Rio Grande!


Opens with jerky, sepia-toned newsreel footage from the 19th Century. We see wide streets thronged with horses and carriages, women in big dresses and men with funny hats and big moustaches. We faintly hear plinky player-piano music.

SEXY KATE BECKINSALE-SOUNDING NARRATOR: The Civil War ended in 1865, and a new era began in the United States.

More footage of workers driving railspikes, chugging trains, steam billowing as people cheer.

SEXY NARRATRIX: It was a new age. A time of expansion, a time of technology leaping forward in great bounds, a time when anything seemed possible.

Machines with whirring gears, spinning flywheels, and great cascades of sparks.

SEXY SEXY OH YEAH BABY: The railroads expanded across the nation, opening the vast, uncharted territories of the frontier. Here the West began, and it engaged the imagination of Americans as few things ever had, or ever would again.

Train vanishes into a tunnel and we follow it, the screen going black.

SEXY NARRATOR IS SERIOUS NOW: (Screen is silent and black for a beat) But all of it – everything you ever learned – was a lie.

BOOM! We go to a full-color sweeping shot of the surreal landscape of the Southwest – pillars of stone and vast open spaces of barren red earth. An AIRSHIP swoops in past the camera, sun gleaming on its copper-plated sides, showing off open gunports and the churning blades of the propellers that drive it. We pan slowly past the stern as it pulls away to reveal a GIANT PIRATE FLAG! Music swells and we see the Smithsonian Institute, inside we see EDEN KANE crossing a fancy room and peering through a doorway. She is young and pretty but dressed somewhat poorly.

MAN IN VO: "This pirate matter, you understand, is far too important to entrust to just anyone."

ANOTHER MAN IN VO: "So you said in your cable, something about a code machine?"

Closeup on EDEN as she peeks through the door.

FIRST MAN IN VO: "It could be aboard an airship, but we think it may be in El Dorado."

Wide shot of a cliffside city with airships all around it, coming and going, swooshing past the camera. Cut to EDEN looking flustered and nervous.

EDEN: "Sir, I would like to volunteer for the mission to find El Dorado and the coding machine."

Cut to the dour face of the first man, then to the second man. Two-shot and they both laugh derisively.

BOOM! The music kicks up and we get rapid-cut shots of: airships with all guns blazing, exploding, men clashing sword to sword and firing pistols as they scream war-cries. This continues as . . .

FIRST MAN IN VO: "This is going to be a tremendously dangerous mission, young lady. It will entail travel across the most forbidding and hostile terrain in the territories of the thirty-seven states and beyond them. It will mean dealing with savages, cutthroats, anarchists and outlaws of all sorts. It is not a mission for a clerk or a woman."

Cut back to him as he stands up and points directly at her.

FIRST MAN: "Now kindly get back to your job while you still have it!"

EDEN: (Eyes downcast) "Yes sir."

RETURN OF THE SEXY NARRATOR: If you want to have an adventure. . .

We cut to ZENOBIA in a cage. She is a tall and stacked woman with tiger stripes down her arms and back and thighs. She stands up slowly.

EDEN VO AS WE CHECK OUT ZENOBIA'S HOTNESS: "I know everything about you. I read all the encrypted files. You were a bandit in Texas before the war. They caught you and brought you here. They gave you to Doctor Laclos for his theriomorphic experiments."

Quick cuts of ZENOBIA snarling and fighting like a feral animal, ZENOBIA with a sword in her hand and surrounded by men on the deck of an airship, ZENOBIA with a knife in her hand, snarling and bloody, ZENOBIA doing a backflip off an airship, middle finger upraised.

EDEN VO AS WE WATCH ZENOBIA KICK ASS: "Most of his subjects died."

Close shot of ZENOBIA's eyes as she looks up, bright gold.

EDEN VO: "But not you."

Cut to EDEN leaning toward the bars, her face earnest.

EDEN: "I need you, I need someone who can handle themselves, someone who can fight."

ZENOBIA: "What for?"

EDEN: "I can find El Dorado."

SEXY NARRATOR: . . .You're going to have to break a few rules.

ZENOBIA (leaning on the bars of her cage): "And what do I get from this?"

EDEN (cocks an eyebrow): "Don't you want out of here?"

Cut back to Zenobia, music stops. A beat, and then she grins with her sharp teeth.

BOOM! The music kicks into high gear and we get rapid cuts of gun battles, swordfights, EDEN and ZENOBIA kissing like maniacs, then standing back to back with swords ready. Charging bandits! Explosions! Dinosaurs! Shit, yeah, you heard me!


NARRATOR OF SEXY AWESOME: Everything you thought was true . . .

Pirates charging the camera! Swords clash! Naked thrusting!

NARRATOR TEH SEXIEST: . . . is a lie.

Six-legged horse! Hot chick with a rattlesnake tattoo down her back! ZENOBIA getting seriously fucked!

NARRATOR IS AWESOME YO: And the history you never knew . . .

Woman with horns cracks a whip! Scaled dragon-man grabs EDEN and kisses the fuck out of her!

NARRATOR KEEPS ON GOING: . . . is the greatest story of them all.

Sword clash! Explosion! Fade and TITLE:

SKY PIRATES OF THE RIO GRANDE

Starting Wednesday, July 27th inside your MIND at ADVENTUROTICA.COM
naamah_darling: The letter A in a compass rose. (Adventurotica)
Yes! It's time for the next book trailer! Sorry for those who see this twice, but there's people reading me that don't read [livejournal.com profile] fever_dreams, and vice-versa. Tell me this isn't the best title ever:

Sky Pirates of the Rio Grande!


Opens with jerky, sepia-toned newsreel footage from the 19th Century. We see wide streets thronged with horses and carriages, women in big dresses and men with funny hats and big moustaches. We faintly hear plinky player-piano music.

SEXY KATE BECKINSALE-SOUNDING NARRATOR: The Civil War ended in 1865, and a new era began in the United States.

More footage of workers driving railspikes, chugging trains, steam billowing as people cheer.

SEXY NARRATRIX: It was a new age. A time of expansion, a time of technology leaping forward in great bounds, a time when anything seemed possible.

Machines with whirring gears, spinning flywheels, and great cascades of sparks.

SEXY SEXY OH YEAH BABY: The railroads expanded across the nation, opening the vast, uncharted territories of the frontier. Here the West began, and it engaged the imagination of Americans as few things ever had, or ever would again.

Train vanishes into a tunnel and we follow it, the screen going black.

SEXY NARRATOR IS SERIOUS NOW: (Screen is silent and black for a beat) But all of it – everything you ever learned – was a lie.

BOOM! We go to a full-color sweeping shot of the surreal landscape of the Southwest – pillars of stone and vast open spaces of barren red earth. An AIRSHIP swoops in past the camera, sun gleaming on its copper-plated sides, showing off open gunports and the churning blades of the propellers that drive it. We pan slowly past the stern as it pulls away to reveal a GIANT PIRATE FLAG! Music swells and we see the Smithsonian Institute, inside we see EDEN KANE crossing a fancy room and peering through a doorway. She is young and pretty but dressed somewhat poorly.

MAN IN VO: "This pirate matter, you understand, is far too important to entrust to just anyone."

ANOTHER MAN IN VO: "So you said in your cable, something about a code machine?"

Closeup on EDEN as she peeks through the door.

FIRST MAN IN VO: "It could be aboard an airship, but we think it may be in El Dorado."

Wide shot of a cliffside city with airships all around it, coming and going, swooshing past the camera. Cut to EDEN looking flustered and nervous.

EDEN: "Sir, I would like to volunteer for the mission to find El Dorado and the coding machine."

Cut to the dour face of the first man, then to the second man. Two-shot and they both laugh derisively.

BOOM! The music kicks up and we get rapid-cut shots of: airships with all guns blazing, exploding, men clashing sword to sword and firing pistols as they scream war-cries. This continues as . . .

FIRST MAN IN VO: "This is going to be a tremendously dangerous mission, young lady. It will entail travel across the most forbidding and hostile terrain in the territories of the thirty-seven states and beyond them. It will mean dealing with savages, cutthroats, anarchists and outlaws of all sorts. It is not a mission for a clerk or a woman."

Cut back to him as he stands up and points directly at her.

FIRST MAN: "Now kindly get back to your job while you still have it!"

EDEN: (Eyes downcast) "Yes sir."

RETURN OF THE SEXY NARRATOR: If you want to have an adventure. . .

We cut to ZENOBIA in a cage. She is a tall and stacked woman with tiger stripes down her arms and back and thighs. She stands up slowly.

EDEN VO AS WE CHECK OUT ZENOBIA'S HOTNESS: "I know everything about you. I read all the encrypted files. You were a bandit in Texas before the war. They caught you and brought you here. They gave you to Doctor Laclos for his theriomorphic experiments."

Quick cuts of ZENOBIA snarling and fighting like a feral animal, ZENOBIA with a sword in her hand and surrounded by men on the deck of an airship, ZENOBIA with a knife in her hand, snarling and bloody, ZENOBIA doing a backflip off an airship, middle finger upraised.

EDEN VO AS WE WATCH ZENOBIA KICK ASS: "Most of his subjects died."

Close shot of ZENOBIA's eyes as she looks up, bright gold.

EDEN VO: "But not you."

Cut to EDEN leaning toward the bars, her face earnest.

EDEN: "I need you, I need someone who can handle themselves, someone who can fight."

ZENOBIA: "What for?"

EDEN: "I can find El Dorado."

SEXY NARRATOR: . . .You're going to have to break a few rules.

ZENOBIA (leaning on the bars of her cage): "And what do I get from this?"

EDEN (cocks an eyebrow): "Don't you want out of here?"

Cut back to Zenobia, music stops. A beat, and then she grins with her sharp teeth.

BOOM! The music kicks into high gear and we get rapid cuts of gun battles, swordfights, EDEN and ZENOBIA kissing like maniacs, then standing back to back with swords ready. Charging bandits! Explosions! Dinosaurs! Shit, yeah, you heard me!


NARRATOR OF SEXY AWESOME: Everything you thought was true . . .

Pirates charging the camera! Swords clash! Naked thrusting!

NARRATOR TEH SEXIEST: . . . is a lie.

Six-legged horse! Hot chick with a rattlesnake tattoo down her back! ZENOBIA getting seriously fucked!

NARRATOR IS AWESOME YO: And the history you never knew . . .

Woman with horns cracks a whip! Scaled dragon-man grabs EDEN and kisses the fuck out of her!

NARRATOR KEEPS ON GOING: . . . is the greatest story of them all.

Sword clash! Explosion! Fade and TITLE:

SKY PIRATES OF THE RIO GRANDE

Starting Wednesday, July 27th inside your MIND at ADVENTUROTICA.COM
naamah_darling: A five-pointed star around a crescent moon, superimposed over a photo of the real full moon. (Witches' Mark)
Witches' Mark Chapter 50: Laid to Rest is up over at [livejournal.com profile] fever_dreams!

The last chapter. The end. Finito.

I am really, really sad to see it go. Like, mega mixed feelings.

I'm very proud of it. It'll get one more polish and then get turned into an e-book as soon as I can manage it!

Tomorrow we'll have a preview trailer for the next project, though! It's awesome.

Pardon the brevity. I'm really tired and my head hurts, and I kind of want to go play with my kittens.





naamah_darling: A five-pointed star around a crescent moon, superimposed over a photo of the real full moon. (Witches' Mark)
Witches' Mark Chapter 50: Laid to Rest is up over at [livejournal.com profile] fever_dreams!

The last chapter. The end. Finito.

I am really, really sad to see it go. Like, mega mixed feelings.

I'm very proud of it. It'll get one more polish and then get turned into an e-book as soon as I can manage it!

Tomorrow we'll have a preview trailer for the next project, though! It's awesome.

Pardon the brevity. I'm really tired and my head hurts, and I kind of want to go play with my kittens.





naamah_darling: A five-pointed star around a crescent moon, superimposed over a photo of the real full moon. (Witches' Mark)
Witches' Mark Chapter 49: The Mortal Blow is up over at [livejournal.com profile] fever_dreams!

This is the next to last chapter, and oh my god, I still cry every time I read it. Sargon did this one, and he did a damn good job.

On Wednesday, we finish up Witches' Mark, which I am going to miss terribly.

I am working on Darius and Winter's backstory, a more or less novella-length piece, and I haven't yet decided whether to publish it serially, as a bit of filler between Witches' Mark and what comes next, as bonus content in the Witches' Mark e-book, or separately as its own e-book. Each possibility has its strong points.

The more serious narrative with greater character depth has been quite rewarding, but we're going back to action/adventure porn for the next one – I will be announcing that one later in the week. That one will be all Sargon's, though I'll be editing lightly. I don't want to claim credit. I hope that everyone who has enjoyed what we've done so far will stick around for the next project.

I, frankly, need the break, and I want to get back to work on a couple of things that are going to be all mine, so I hope everyone understands and sticks with us. We need you all if we're going to make this work.

We're running the new site based on a suggested donation model. Membership will start at $5.00 a month, but you can set your own recurring amount if you want to donate more, which we really hope people will. I'll be putting up a "donate" button somewhere, too, I'm sure, so that people can drop some extra in from time to time for werewolf meds and kitty food, if they feel so inclined.





naamah_darling: A five-pointed star around a crescent moon, superimposed over a photo of the real full moon. (Witches' Mark)
Witches' Mark Chapter 49: The Mortal Blow is up over at [livejournal.com profile] fever_dreams!

This is the next to last chapter, and oh my god, I still cry every time I read it. Sargon did this one, and he did a damn good job.

On Wednesday, we finish up Witches' Mark, which I am going to miss terribly.

I am working on Darius and Winter's backstory, a more or less novella-length piece, and I haven't yet decided whether to publish it serially, as a bit of filler between Witches' Mark and what comes next, as bonus content in the Witches' Mark e-book, or separately as its own e-book. Each possibility has its strong points.

The more serious narrative with greater character depth has been quite rewarding, but we're going back to action/adventure porn for the next one – I will be announcing that one later in the week. That one will be all Sargon's, though I'll be editing lightly. I don't want to claim credit. I hope that everyone who has enjoyed what we've done so far will stick around for the next project.

I, frankly, need the break, and I want to get back to work on a couple of things that are going to be all mine, so I hope everyone understands and sticks with us. We need you all if we're going to make this work.

We're running the new site based on a suggested donation model. Membership will start at $5.00 a month, but you can set your own recurring amount if you want to donate more, which we really hope people will. I'll be putting up a "donate" button somewhere, too, I'm sure, so that people can drop some extra in from time to time for werewolf meds and kitty food, if they feel so inclined.





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