Showing posts with label J. Annas Walker. Show all posts
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Friday, December 6, 2013

#ThursThreads - Week 98 - Winners


Week 98 of #ThursThreads had some terrific tales. I'm honored to see all of the returning writers and read your stories. Thank you for coming back again and again to write. And it was wonderful to have some folks we haven't seen in a while. Welcome back! Great thanks to J. Annas Walker for judging this week. :)

Entries:
  • Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
  • Rafe Brox | @etcet
  • Lisa McCourt Hollar | @jezri1
  • Silver James | @SilverJames_
  • Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
  • Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir 
  • Eric Martell | @drmagoo
J. Annas says: This was a tough call. I had to read and re-read these several times to choose a winner. I love Siobhan's work. I hope the snippet I read is part of an upcoming project! Let me say how entertaining these were with so much intrigue jammed into only a few word. Great job everyone! I hope to read more from everyone next week!

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions

Doris O'Connor | @mamaD8
J. Annas says: Rafe has clearly sat is some hellish traffic. Haven't we all given a moment's thought to just hitting the pedal at an inappropriate time? The description of the doomsday soothsayers is something straight off the front page a tabloid. But what if the tabloid story is standing in the street yelling at you stuck in traffic? Interesting notion. What would you be tempted to do?

Silver James | @SilverJames_
J. Annas says: Silver James did a bang up job. The setup for a gut wrenching internal struggle was nice. I don't know enough about the gypsy girl to know whether or not the feel sorry for her, but she's clearly going to change the course of the story.
 
Week 98 Winner



J. Annas says: The heroine's anger and passion is very tangible. There's a good sense of both an immediate conflict and of a sub-plot conflict. I get the idea that the couple already had an uphill battle before the bodies littered the scene. Our hero gets to be calming logic, but he delivers it with the threat of a future reprisal. This would make a great story.

The Harbinger of Death

“Georgina, wait.”

Stephen stood between me and the door. I pointed the dagger at him. My words were measured as I tried to contain my anger. “Get. Out. Of. My. Way.”

He stood his ground, refusing to move.

“I won’t let them get away with this!”

He put his hands on my shoulders. “I promise you, their reckoning will come.”

“When?” I asked. “They do what they want, take what they want.” I turned and gestured towards my family. Their bodies still smoldered on the pyre, where they had been staked. “They are dead because the Council decreed it? Because they stood up to them? And I may die to, but I won’t go alone.”

“I said they would answer for what they have done, and they will. But you must be patient. Their reach is far.”

“I don’t care,” I spat. “If it takes my death to avenge theirs, than I will die.”

“And what of the child that grows in you?”

I felt the baby stir inside me. He was the reason for the decree. My vampire family… Stephan’s family, had refused to give me up. A human mating with one of theirs wasn’t forbidden, but bringing a half breed into the world was.

“You have to live. For our son.

“They will never stop hunting us,” I said.

Stephan touched my belly. “They fear our child for a reason. It’s been prophesized… their end will come... and our son will be the harbinger that brings it.”

Congratulations SIX TIME Winner Lisa, Rafe, and Silver! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

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Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Character Interview and New Release by J. Annas Walker

Today I'm hosting paranormal romance author J. Annas Walker and her new release from Siren Publishing, Scion's Avalon. She has graciously brought along her heroine, Princess Cassandra, the former heir to the vampire throne, to tell you a little about her story. Just remember she does bite. ;)

Thanks, Siobhan, for having me today! Joining me is Princess Cassandra from the House of Dracul series talking about her favorite things. Her Highness is the Scion and second in line to the vampire throne. Born in the 1830’s, she has had the advantage of seeing some of the most inventive and tumultuous times in human history.

Q. Princess Cassandra, when you think of movies, which one stands out as your favorite?

A. Please. Call me Cassy. I can remember going to the nickelodeons when they were brand new. Movies have some such a long way since those simple, early days. But if I had to choose just one, I would say Gone With The Wind tops the list. For the first time in my life, I saw the world in daytime colors.

Q. How did that make you feel?

A. As a born vampire, I had never seen the blue sky. It was the most amazing thing I ever saw. I attended the opening night showing with my best friend, Erica. Clark Gable was so dashing. All the bright colors of the costumes were beautiful. It brought back memories of when I use to dress that way every day. Of course, we lived in Atlanta during the Civil War and was there during Sherman’s invasion.  I really identified with the fleeing Scarlett, only being a vampire meant I was limited to the night.

Q. What music do you like to listen to?

A. I’ve always made it a point to listen to the most current music. It helps us get a sense of the new generations of humans. Understanding what they find current allows us to fit in better. After all they change, but we don’t. Sadly, during The Fall and for almost a decade afterward nothing new was produced. Society focused on rebuilding after the global economy crashed and spent little or no energy on entertainments. It was quiet possibly the darkest period of my life.

Q. But do you have a favorite singer or group?

A. Don’t laugh, but I really like the music in the 1980’s. The songs were catchy and fun. People spend a great deal of time exploring their wants and trying to push things to the extreme. All that exuberance came out in the music. All the hair bands were really great. I enjoyed the grunge scene, too, as we transitioned in the 1990’s. If I had to pick just one band, I’d have to say AC/DC. They really were icons from the 1970’s and on. Even now, over thirty years after The Fall, their music can be heard on radio stations. I was really sorry to hear when they passed away in the 2020’s.

Q. I know born vampires can consume human food, if blood has been added. What is your favorite dish, and what dish do dislike the most?

A. Oh, well, I’d have to say black pudding. Humans have been eating it for centuries. It’s really high in nutrients and protein. Black soup is another good one. The worst are those sugary, carbonated blood soft drinks. I mean, who thought those were a good idea. Cold, fizzy blood? Really?

Q. Speaking of blood, do you have a favorite type?

A. I like AB positive. It’s rare, but of the types, it’s my favorite. The trick to getting good blood is finding donors who grew up and stayed outside of cities. I miss the days when most people lived out in the country and on farms. All that clean living made for clean blood. You could almost taste the sunshine and fresh air in every drop.

Q. Holidays and food go hand in hand. What is your favorite holiday and why?

A. I really like fall harvest festivals. There is something about the smell of falling leaves, and the way the air feels around Mabon. By the autumn equinox in late September, most of the summer heat is gone. The cold winter nights haven’t settled in yet. People tend to be in a really good mood.

Well, I hate to have to stop here, but I can see there is only a few more hours left in the night. Princess, thank you for taking time out of your busy night to talk to us. And to everyone out there, I hope you’ll keep reading for an excerpt from the latest adventure in the House of Dracul series. Thank you and happy reading!

Blurb:

Three years have passed since vampire princess Cassy Daniels, Scion of the House of Dracul, gave up her title to turn and marry David Ashe. Together, they live in exile with the Council of Crones, a group of elder witches. Isolated from the world, they found bliss. However, vampire politics soon intrude. Born vampire women are being kidnapped, and Cassy’s next on the list.

After a failed attempt to take Cassy from the Council of Crones estate, magical portals lead back to the missing women. Cassy and David are tasked with bringing them home. David is sent after Elisabeta, Cassy’s sister-in-law, who is still on Earth. Cassy, however, has what it takes to enter the elf-kingdom of Avalon and retrieve the other three vampires.

Can Cassy and David hold on to their bliss, or will Avalon’s magic lure her from home?

A Siren Erotic Romance
Siren-Bookstrand.com
Amazon.com

Excerpt:

Her fangs dropped down to their fullest extension. A burn overtook her, but this time, it was not a burning thirst. Desire spread across her skin like a tangible layer of heat. She wanted him, needed him to take her, to merge into a single being.
There was a desperate edge to her need. When she thought him lost, a hole had ripped its way through her soul. Now David was here. The hole disappeared. The bond held them by magic, but she needed him to make love to her to make the past few days, or months, just a dream.
Cassy shifted her legs, wrapping them around his hips. Spreading her arms open wide on the bed, she gave him free access to her body. Rolling her head to one side, she exposed her elf-blood-covered neck. She trusted him completely.
He made small movements with his hips, pressing his cock against her sensitive pearl. His soft, wet tongue lapping her nipple into a pebbled peak replaced his circling thumb. Licking the blood from her skin, he made his way from one breast to the other. His fangs scraped along her flesh, but he did not break the skin.
Cassy whimpered with pleasure. She felt her juices flow along her slit, lubricating his cock. Her clit plumped under the now-slippery head of his cock and practically trilled with excitement. Her pussy began to ripple with pleasure. If he kept it up, she thought he might get her off with just the foreplay.
David followed the blood up to her neck and sucked on the throbbing pulse of her carotid artery. He kept the small hip movements going but applied more pressure, grinding his dick harder against her. Twisting one hand in her hair and holding her head still, he pressed his fangs into her neck, drinking small mouthfuls between needy groans.
She let go of the sheets to grip a fistful of his hair and brace the other hand on his back. Their souls had been merged when they fully bonded, but if it were possible, she would have merged their bodies into a single being. She wanted to offer more than flesh and blood could give.
The warm hum in her core purred with satisfaction like a happy kitten and dropped down to the lowest possible point. It radiated pure joy throughout her body. Every touch, every caress between their bodies made the purring more intense. It seemed to be waiting for something. The purring added to her trilling clit and the ripple of her pussy. Together, the effect was a near constant stimulation from the inside. She could only hope the bond shared this intense sensation with David.
Cassy took her leg off David’s hips and placed them firmly on the bed. She pushed off, flipping him over onto his back. Gently pulling free from his fangs, she sat astride his body.
She shifted to position herself lower, allowing her to carefully slip his hard rod into her waiting mouth. She swirled her tongue over the round, fleshy cockhead and sucked it into her mouth. Placing it strategically between her fangs, she slowly bobbed up and down the length of his cock. The feel of her lips wrapped around his hard shaft and the taste of his pre-cum intensified her desires. She fondled his balls and gave him head until she could no longer take the anticipation. She had to have him inside of her. She quickly shifted her body to be on her knees with his hips between them again.
His eyes smoldered as he looked up at her. He placed his hands on her hips, encouraging her to lift her body. Then, he positioned his cock beneath her, allowing her to sink the full length of him into her hot, wet opening. His eyes rolled up, and a look of ecstasy came over his face.
Cassy enjoyed watching him as she settled herself into a comfortable position. The desperation to be filled with him relaxed. She savored the way his cock felt as it parted her soft flesh. His balls pressed against her ass as he reached fullest limits. She shifted her hips. Once the right pressure was applied in all the best spots, she began rocking her weight back and forth. Riding him, she lost herself to the moment.
The outside world no longer existed. Time was irrelevant. They were the only two creatures alive. Nothing else mattered except their love.
She pulled his hands free of her hips and laced her fingers with his. Using his hands for more support, she added more up-and-down movement to the rocking motion. She rode his cock as if he were a saddled steed. She leaned forward slightly, balancing more on his hands. Her pace quickened. Her pussy quivered with anticipation. She felt his cock throbbing inside her and knew he was close to release.
The bond layered their skin with golden translucent energy. Emotions ebbed and flowed from one body to the other, allowing them to share in each other’s pleasure. For a moment, she felt there was no end or beginning for them. They were a single being dancing its way through perfection.
The warm purring hum became more pronounced the closer they came to orgasm. The warmth became red heat, the hum a vibration pulsing in time with their heartbeat.
She did not slow her pace. Her thighs pressed in, gripping his body and giving her more leverage. Her pussy begged for more, for release. She stepped up the pace. Her breasts bounced harder, but she did not care.
David squeezed her hands tighter, almost to the point of being painful. His back arched slightly as his cock bean to spasm. A deep, throaty groan escaped him when he came.

About J. Annas Walker:

I started my love affair with vampires as a kid by reading Bram Stoker’s Dracula. It was the only vampire book our little local library branch had back then. Then, I discovered mail order books and fell in love with the tortured characters in Interview with a Vampire.  In the mid 80’s, the most amazing thing happened! My family bought a VCR, and I was finally able to see movies! All the vampire flicks I could beg for flickered across the screen, making the love affair into a passionate, lifelong relationship. Today, I write fantasy and paranormal romance and never pass up a chance to pair up vampires with the less-than-usual characters. Witches and elves currently top my list. I love weaving vampires into legends and myths where none exists. It’s my private world of the erotic, weird, and wonderful, and I invite every reader to go along for the ride.

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Friday, October 12, 2012

#ThursThreads - Week 42 - Winners


Week 42 of #ThursThreads had some great tales! Thanks to all who entered this week. I'm honored to see all of you and read your stories. It was great to have our returning regulars and some new "faces". Great thanks also goes to judge J. Annas Walker for reading all the tales.

Entries:
  • Kel Heinen | @Aightball
  • Rebecca R Kovar | @RRKovar
  • Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
  • Meredith Smith-Lane | @squee79
  • Wren Archer | @WrenArcher
  • Susan Hayes | @capricia13
  • Ryan Strohman | @rastrohman
  • Clare Stubbs | @ClareStubbs2
  • David A Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
  • Rebecca Grace Allen | @RGraceAllen
  • Aurora Lee | @AuroraLee

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions

Rebecca R Kovar | @RRKovar
J. Annas says: The grieving widow is accepting condolences, outwardly doing what is expected of her. The interesting bit is all internal. The great guy everyone applauded by others for leaving his wife well off was really a monster. He fostered a monster within his wife, bringing about his downfall. It has an interesting dark twist in the end.
 
  Ryan Strohman | @rastrohman
J. Annas says:This is a nice bit of science fiction. It leaves a lot of unanswered questions. Two children set up an apocalyptic event just to find a guardian. It left me wondering why and what next. What are they? Aliens? Government experiments gone wrong? Something supernatural? The possibilities are endless.

David A Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
J. Annas says: The classic damsel in distress gets a new take. She runs from the bad guys after being ambushed on vacation. Her savior comes in an unlikely package, a stone Golem. The magical shoulder she cries on turns out to be her best chance for survival. It was an interesting surprise ending. I would like to know if the Golem succeeded.

Week 42 Winner

Rebecca Grace Allen | @RGraceAllen


J. Annas says: Even though there is little real action going on in the piece, there is a good sense of this woman's desperation, her intense worry over the future, and clear obsession over every word Micheal sends her. The emotional ride becomes the story. You get a notion that she is building her whole life and sense of self around words on a screen. They are no more tangible than the long distance internet relationship, but she holds them in such high esteem that she seems to suffer anxiety over them. It begs the question of the heroines sanity. I like how her neediness seems to consume her. I can't help but wonder if the relationship would last if they were to live closer. Would she suffocate him? There is enough of the character presented in such a short space to answer the question. I think so.

'Everything’s going to be okay.’

Elaine reads the words over and over again, black against white on the screen in front of her. She tries to taste every letter. Rub her fingers over them. Hear them in her mind in the soft, deep cadence of his voice she’s only heard over the phone.

‘I don’t know how to do this,’ she types back. ‘I don’t know how to be so far away from you, and still feel like I’m yours.’

But it’s not enough.

There’s no way she can put into words what presses at the edges of her rib cage, what threatens to pull her off the road when she’s paralyzed with worry that she’ll never get the chance to feel his touch.

That they’ll be stuck this way, with nothing but miles in between them, and black and white words on a screen.

She never knew they would end up here from where they started. Support in an online chat group. She was looking for help when she was sick. She found Michael.

‘I know. That’s why I’m here.’

Elaine reads. Breathes. Closes her eyes. When she opens them, she sees only words again, but this time, they are so much more. They mean everything.

‘And I’m not going anywhere.’

Congratulations Rebecca, Rebecca, Ryan, and David! Claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it! :)

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Thursday, October 11, 2012

#ThursThreads - The Challenge That Ties Tales Together - Week 42


Welcome back to the Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked. This is a special week because not only would it be my grandfather's 94th birthday, but it's also my SIL's wedding anniversary! Blessings and joy to all of them. :) But it's also Thursday again, so what should you be doing? Writing #FlashFiction, that's what! Welcome to Week 42 of #ThursThreads, the challenge that ties tales together. Need the rules? Read on!

Here's how it works:
  • The prompt is a line from the previous week's winning tale.
  • The prompt can appear ANYWHERE in your story and is included in your word count.
Rules to the Game:
  • This is a Flash Fiction challenge, which means your story must be a minimum of 100 words, maximum of 250.
  • Incorporate the prompt anywhere into your story (included in your word count).
  • Post your story in the comments section of this post
  • Include your word count (or be excluded from judging)
  • Include your Twitter handle or email (so we know how to find you)
  • The challenge is open 7 AM to 7 PM Pacific Time
  • The winner will be announced on Friday, depending on how early the judge gets up. ;)
How it benefits you:
  • You get a nifty cool badge to display on your blog or site (because we're all about promotion - you know you are!)
  • You get instant recognition of your writing prowess on this blog!
  • Your writing colleagues shall announce and proclaim your greatness on Facebook, Twitter, and Google Plus

Our Judge for Week 42:


The brilliant civil engineer and fantasy/paranormal romance author, J. Annas Walker.



And now your #ThursThreads Challenge, tying tales together.

The Prompt:

“Everything’s going to be okay.”

All stories written herein are the property (both intellectual and physical) of the authors. Now, away with you, Flash Fiction Fanatics, and show us your #ThursThreads. Good luck! :)