Tuesday, September 11, 2012

5 Questions of a Paranormal Erotica Author, Angelica Dawson

Welcome back to the Weird, the Wild, and the Wicked. Today I have the honor of hosting paranormal erotic romance author Angelica Dawson with her debut release through Naughty Nights Press. I met Angelica through #flashfiction and have had the honor to be hosted on her blog. Angelica writes edgy and hot erotica bound to get your attention. Angelica is graciously offering a copy of Blue Moon House to a lucky commenter. Please be aware that this is BDSM erotica, so if that is not your cup of tea, just skip the excerpt and leave a comment for Angelica.

Welcome, Angelica. Thank you for being with me today.

Thank you for hosting me. I've been by here often in the comments, first time up here.

We're glad to have you back. What started you on the path to becoming an erotic romance author?

Fanfiction. I jumped back into writing after reading Twilight and was astounded by the volume of fanfiction out there, and the proportion that was NOT rated like the books. I had my own ideas of what went on when Meyers faded to black, so I started there. It wasn't long before it was my characters having wild sex instead of hers.

Woot! *Fans self* Congratulations on your recent release of Blue Moon House with Naughty Nights Press. Introduce us to the main characters and premise of your story.

Julia has been a submissive in the House for over a year. She's spent that time with Harry, her Master. After getting to know her so well, Harry doesn't want to let Julia go. He wants her to become a vampire like him and the other Doms of the house. Before they can accept her, though, each vampire needs to know her as well. Each one has their own test, their own trait or limit they want to find in Julia, so each one pushes her hard.

Did anything in particular inspire this story?

Through the fanfiction I'd been reading a lot of stories that seemed to push boundaries just for the sake of doing it. I wanted to have story with a reason for hitting every beat. That meant my characters in my scenario.

What made you pick vampires as your paranormal creature of choice?

Did I mention I read Twilight? That wasn't the only reason. I thought the trust needed to let a vampire drink from you, knowing they could kill was idea in a submissive. I also made my vampires vulnerable. So they need to trust their submissives just as much.

What other projects are on the horizon for you that we’re likely to see?

I have a short story that released the same day as Blue Moon House. The Highest Bidder appears in Campus Sexploits 3 and is a lot more vanilla than BMH (no vampires, no BDSM). I have a couple other short pieces out there that may appear at some point in the future, but my main project right now is the prequels for Blue Moon House. Each of these vampires has their own story and I'm rolling back through time to tell them.

Thank you for joining me today, Angelica, and we look forward to all your upcoming releases!

Thank you for hosting me!

Angelica is offering a copy of Blue Moon House to one lucky commenter who tells her a limit they would like to test in a potential partner and leaves a valid email address or Twitter handle in their comment. The giveaway is open until 8:00 PM PDT Thursday, September 13th, 2012 and you must be 18 or older to win. Please void where prohibited and remember this is a BDSM story. The winner will be announced here on the blog on Friday, Sept. 14th.

If you can't wait that long and you’d like a copy of Blue Moon House, you can find it at:

And be sure to check out her other new release The Highest Bidder, in the Campus Sexploits 3 Anthology.

You can find Angelica at:

EXCERPT of Blue Moon House:

“MmmmMmmaximum.” Julia wept loudly. Blood was trickling down her back and over her breasts where the cruel whip had broken her skin. She burned everywhere, stinging from her first beating at his hand, and then adding the salt of sweat, the blood. Sagging against the chains that held her mostly upright, she sobbed bitterly.
The whip was gone and Harry was there, releasing her wrists. “Terrance. Did you have to be so hard?”
The tall, icy man softened for the first time Julia had seen. “Everyone has a limit. If she would join us, I would know hers. Now, I do. Take care of her, Harrold.”
Julia’s mind logged the response but couldn’t think about it in the midst of the pain. Harry was licking her wounds, his saliva closing them faster but burning them further. Julia screamed again.
“Hush,” Harry said with concern, his voice soft and familiar, a raft for Julia to grasp in the sea of pain. There was a stabbing in her leg. 
“That will help. You will sleep soon, Julia. In the morning, the pain will be much less, I promise,” Terrance told her, pulling her hair off her face and mopping it with a cool cloth.
“I-I’m not...” She didn’t know how to ask if she was unworthy.
“You impress me, Julia. I look forward to having centuries to get to know more of you, other limits.” 
Julia flinched, crying out and hugging Harry. Terrance laughed and the difference between that and the cold demands, the hard mocking he’d given her all night made her turn back. 
“Never pain, Julia. I found that limit.” She relaxed, the drug they’d given her taking effect. It didn’t make her dopey, but she was exhausted. Terrance had followed only hours after Lynn. Julia hoped that was the end of the women. All had known of her distaste, but only Jocelyn had pushed it, knowing she could be pushed. Lynn had been more like Sophia.
When she woke on the large bed, she did ache, but all the burning was gone. She saw welts all over her body, but smelled a tincture that had been applied to speed her healing. It was working. She rose slowly though, wincing at times, to find herself breakfast.
For the first time, Julia wondered just how many vampires there were in Blue Moon House. Was she near the end yet? She hadn’t changed her mind. Her family lived far away and she only saw them on holidays. She had a few friends she would miss keenly, but they would be fine without her. No one depended on her, except possibly her co-workers, and she’d been meaning to walk out on them for months now.
“Whoa. Are you okay?” one of the other submissives, a man of middle years, asked.
Julia nodded, sitting very gingerly in the dining room. Pain spread across her bottom and then receded a little after she had sat a moment. Sucking through her teeth, she pushed it away. Then she lifted her juice.
“Who?” he asked. It wasn’t a common question. Masters were usually kept private. 
“Terrance,” Julia’s voice was a croak.
The man’s mouth hung open. “But Terrance never... I mean, I hope you feel better soon.”
Julia grabbed at his elbow. “You belong to Terrance?” she asked.
“I did,” the man answered. “He was too soft, too gentle for what I wanted. He sent me to Will.” The man’s grin gleamed. “I’m very happy now.”
Julia stiffened and regretted it when her bruises panged. Will, she was sure, would have her next. “I see. Have you had other Masters?”
“Not in the House. I’m Justin.” He offered his hand and Julia took it. “You’re older than most,” he observed.
She chuckled. “So are you.” Most of the submissives were in their mid-twenties. Both Julia and Justin were well over thirty. Julia was only a year and a bit from forty. It had posed problems when she started in the BDSM community - no one had wanted her. Blue Moon House, Harry specifically, had not turned her away after one session. 
“Touché. Why Terrance?” he asked.
Julia shook her head, sure she couldn’t tell him, unsure if she was even allowed. 
“Who is your Master normally?” Justin asked.
Julia’s eyes went soft. “Harry.”
Justin smiled. “I’ve often wished he took men. Not that I’m not happy with Will. I thought about it most when I was with Terrance,” he admitted.
Julia simply nodded. She ate slowly, relishing the nourishment, the fluids. Her body felt every year of thirty-eight today. The spare flesh had been kind to her in the beginning, cushioning blows so they stung but didn’t bruise. She’d lost weight, though not a lot, since coming here and her joints ached in a way they hadn’t a year or two ago. 
She chuckled to herself as Justin rose. He quirked an eyebrow and she shook her head. “Nothing.” She’d just been thinking how little she’d miss those aches when she was a vampire. 

Thank you for stopping by and happy reading. ;)


  1. Sounds very good! One of my limits is a whip - would very much like to push that someday.
    kerryjcj AT verizon DOT net

    1. Ah, and you see that being tested in excerpt of course. Julia is fond of pain in her pleasure, so flogging, whipping and spanking were all part of her play with Harry. Terrance just takes it... way too far. She lets him, though. She is always the one in charge. Good luck in the contest! I hope you like finding her other limits and pushing them.


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