Erotic Badlib Blog Hop and Giveaway

Welcome to the Erotic Badlib Blog Hop and Giveaway! Do you remember doing Madlibs as a kid? You were given just the adverbs, nouns, verbs and so on to fill in? Your friends would tell you the kind of word she needed to put in the story and away you went. LOL.

Well, guess what? Lea Barrymire is hosting this blog hop, and like my old friends, she gave me a story to fill out all the words to make it coherent - or not. :D

But don't worry. I won't make you slog through an oddly worded tale for nothing. I happen to be in New Orleans at the moment, enjoying the Cajun food and the Authors After Dark reader event. I'm hanging out with Kallypso Masters and she's awesome.

So for your efforts, I will give conference swag and signed cover art of both my books to one lucky commenter. Just tell me if you've ever done Madlibs when you were a kid and leave me a valid email address or Twitter handle so I can contact you if you win. This is open internationally, void where prohibited, and you must be over 18 to win. The contest runs from 12:01 am August 10th to 11:59 pm US PDT August 14th 2012.

Now, onto the story! :D Good luck and happy, or hilarious, reading. :)

Badlibs Story 1

            Damian ____sauntered_____ across the ____kitchen_____. His ___massive______  ___offering________ made Libby weak. His __arms____ bulged. His impressively ___rugged_____ ____physique________ made her ____heart______ swell. He was so ___magnificent______   that he made her feel ___inadequate______   in comparison. His ___hazel__ eyes ____brimmed_____  with ____amusement______.

            “Get over here, Libby. I want to ___taste_____ your ___delight_____, and can’t stop myself from ____feasting_____ on your __moans______.” He __grinned_____  ____seductively______, making her __pussy_______  ____clench______  ­­____painfully____.

            “Oh, Damian. Be __patient___ with me. I haven’t had __jelly____  ___roll_____ in so long.” Libby ____shivered______ .  Her eyes slid closed and her head fell back.

            His __tongue____ touched her ___nose___ and drew a __gasp_____ from her lips. A calloused hand stroked her __hip__ making her ___dry ___  _____mouth_____  ______water____. With ____two___ fingers, he entered her ___lips__. She couldn’t stop the ____moan__ from escaping her ____chest___.

            “Lay back, Libby. Let me ______tease____ your ____senses___. I want you hotter than ____chipotle ___ before I ______slide____ my ___tray___ in your ____oven___.” He grinned ____rakishly____.

            She moaned, nodding. She ______swiveled____  her hips __backward___ and ______growled____  deep in her throat. “Anything you want, Damian. I want to feel your ___succulent___  ______cock_____   so badly I can barely stand it.”

            A shiver skated down her___body_____   at the feel of his ______arousal_____    invading her. Sensations like a _____tsunami_____    moved through her. She could feel the building ______lust_____    start with a ___clenching_____    in her ______stomach_____. She looked up into his face. His ___burning__  eyes ___flashed______ with ___desire__. His ___hard____ ___cock___ pressed deeply into her ___throat___. She could feel his ___rigid______  ___need___. His increased speed caused her ___back___  to ___bounce______  against the bed. A sound, like a ___howler monkey___   vibrated in her chest. She knew she was going to come. All she needed was his ___batter___   ___filling___   her ____mouth____.

            With a final ___suckling___    she ___shot___    off into bliss. Her ___lips___    tensed, her ___throat___    tightened and her eyes closed on the feeling of his hot ___cream___    sinking ____sweetly____ into her.

I'm not the only author giving you an unusual story today. Just click on the link and you'll be sent to the location of the Linky List where you can find them all! :D Thanks for stopping by and good luck. :)

#ThursThreads - Week 33 - Winners

Week 33 of #ThursThreads had some great tales and many new folks joined us! Thanks to all who entered this week. I'm honored to see all of you and read your stories. And it was great to have some new "faces" join us along with our returning regulars. Great thanks also goes to judge Suzie Quint for reading all the tales.

Entries:

• Kimberly Gould | @Kimmydonn
• Wakefield Mahon | @WakefieldMahon
• Robin Abess | @Angelique_Rider 
• Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
• Theresa Breaux | @theresabreaux
• Rebecca R Kovar | @RRKovar
• Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
• Cameron Lawton | @CameronLawton
• Elaine Hillson | @tollykit
• Mike E Miller | @MikeEMillerBook
• David A Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
• Revo Boulanger | @RevoBoulanger
• Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
• Miranda Gammella | @MLGammella
• Jeffrey Hollar | @Klingorengi 

Suzie says: First, I want to say that anyone who even attempts flash fiction has my total respect. I don't do short very well myself, and to do flash based on a line someone else has chosen just awes the hell out of me.
 

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions

Cameron Lawton | @CameronLawton

Suzie says: I like the contrast between what she's saying and what she's thinking, which is a nice internal conflict. The last line also resonates to the story, making it feel complete and satisfying.
 

Jeffrey Hollar | @Klingorengi

Suzie says: This one is less of a complete story than the previous two, but the scene is so vivid. The little details are what I like here. The pub's great name, the bowl of peanuts, the description of Marge. Everything is so easy to visualize, yet it's done in a way that doesn't drag the story pacing. Great job.
 

Elaine Hillson | @tollykit

Suzie says: Again, what appeals to me about this is that it's a full story. No conflict as such, but there is struggle in the flashback and it ends with the reveal about where that took the heroine and what she achieved. Good job. 

 

Week 33 Winner

Revo Boulanger | @RevoBoulanger

Suzie says: This one's my favorite. First, it showcases the author's voice (not easy in so few words) and made me laugh. Equally important is that the ending resonates with the beginning. It goes somewhere. There's a point to it (the odd way friendships sometimes come about). In between, there was conflict. Taken together, it feels like a complete story. Outstanding.

Slade and I had few things in common other than our profession. Hitmen are choosy who they drink with.

That was before the blond nutcase with the horned helmet appeared, right after we woke up inside a cage with swords in our hands.

“Two warriors that kill without remorse,” her voice echoed across the deserted warehouse. “I will decide who gains access to the hallowed hall of Valhalla!”

Slade and I exchanged knowing looks. It must be a full moon.

“Arm yourselves so that the game begins and victor is brought before Odin!”

Slade casually moved toward the bars. “You want money, is that it?”

“I wanna be a Valkyrie! Now fight so I may banish the vanquished and prove myself.”

“Hey,” I grabbed the stare of unblinking blue eyes with crazy-lady pinwheels spinning behind them. “Don’t Valkyries decide who wins?”

She’s unsure and steps closer to the bars. While focused on me, Slade scooped up the sword and ran it through her silver plastic chest plate. I pulled her forward by her neck. Those nutty orbs finally blinked as a trickle of blood drizzled from her comically open mouth.

Stick a knife in a lunatic and the sanity hits them quick. That’s therapy you just can’t buy.

“Guess she screwed up the deciding part.” Slade smirked.

“Beer?” I grab the keys from her belt.

“You buying?” She drops after he pulls out the sword.

“Sure, you did the work.”

Friendships are funny. It’s the little things that start them.

Congratulations Revo, Cameron, Jeff, and Elaine! Claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it! :)

Pass on the great news on Twitter, Facebook, Google Plus, shiny mirrors, Morse Code, and signal flags. Check out all the stories here. Next week I'll be out of town at Authors After Dark in New Orleans so #ThursThreads will be postponed until August 16th 2012 and I hope to see you all back then. :)

#ThursThreads - The Challenge That Ties Tales Together - Week 33

Welcome back to the Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked. It's Thursday again, so what should you be doing? Writing #FlashFiction, that's what! Welcome to Week 33 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 33:

The farm-girl, wanderlust junkie, and romance author, Suzie Quint.

 

  Suzie on Twitter

Suzie on Facebook 

Suzie on Goodreads

And now your #ThursThreads Challenge, tying tales together.

The Prompt:

“I wanna be a Valkyrie!”

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! :)