Friday, March 9, 2012

New Story...Conquered Hearts

Ahoy me mateys!  I started posting a new short story yesterday that has been written as a birthday gift for my twi-sister, Holly!  Hope you'll give it a shot!







Thursday, March 8, 2012

I've been nominated!


Seems my dear wifey, Arc Morpheus was busy playing with nomination buttons...she put me in as Best Beta for my efforts on HeartOfDarkess' The Ripper  as well as nominating HOD for Best Grasp of Character for The Ripper.  I will also add that my beautiful graphics whiz and dear friend, JA Mash, has been nom'd for Best Banner...


Voting opens March 12, 2012

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Short-n-Sweet Saturday

Well, this one is definitely short and so NOT sweet...because it's NAUGHTY...oh gawd is it naughty and I LOVE IT!!!

This week's "one shot" rec comes to you from kitkat681's compilation of birthday one shots under the heading of "You Say It's Your Birthday."  They are, of course, all fantastic...but I'm specifically recommending the latest addition, chapter 11 as it was written for yours truly :)

Thank you so much KK!!

You Say It’s Your Birthday
SUMMARY: Happy birthday to you...is it your birthday? Check here to see if Kitkat got you something for your special day...constantly updated to show my love...all pairings/canon/non-canon/slash/fem-slash/EVERYTHING!
TEASER:
CPOV
They were standing around my living room in all different states of undress. Rose and Alice were both wearing delicate lingerie, since they liked to have it ripped off of them. Esme was nude, gloriously bare for all to see. Jasper and Emmett had on low-slung sweats, and nothing else. And our two newest members were still dressed in their street clothes, although I could see from the bulge pushing against the front of his jeans, and the way her little nipples poked through her dress, they were far from immune to the visual stimulation in front of them.
"So, are we ready to get started?" I asked, slowly unbuttoning my dress shirt and tossing it onto the chair behind me. Emmett stuffed his hand down the front of his sweats when I moved to the zipper of my pants. He was always so eager.
"I think instead of our usual warm-up, we should take the time to make our newcomers feel welcome," I suggested, and the enthusiastic nods from everyone made me laugh. "Excellent! Boys, we're going to make Edward feel at home, while the ladies take care of Bella."
Both Edward and Bella looked shocked, but I had told then about our arrangement. If they wanted to play, they followed my instructions implicitly. If they wanted to leave, they could.
But until they walked out that door...they were mine.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

WIP Worthy Wednesday

Have a special recommendation for ya'll today!  I beta this one and have been hooked since the very first "outline" was sent to me by HeartOfDarkess.  The chapters are elegantly written, transporting you deep within the story in no time, and will definitely leave you craving more.  Please set aside some time to go get caught up and be sure to leave her some love...she's pouring her heart into this story and your love will help refill it to keep her going...






Summary:  Edward, a nomad killer vampire, alone for more than three centuries, comes upon his next prey in the form of talk back radio psychologist and dabbler in the dark side of human nature, Bella Swan. Darkward, kinky Bella. Rated M for violence/lemons.

Teaser:  "Edward, I've waited so long…"I whispered with a smile as I made my way over to the table he had been laying on, at my mercy, only moments before. My eyes widened as they took in the copious amounts of the thick, transparent fluid that had been expelled from his cock and mouth, which was now spread all over the black leather surface, its smell divine, its consistency as heavy as oil. Thoughts of him letting go as I brandished my whip and flicked it across his delightfully firm flesh invaded my every thought and unable to stop myself, I reached down and dipped the pad of my index finger into what he had left behind. As I did, I felt a warm, tingling sensation as his essence met with my skin.

"Well, well, my pet, you are full of so many surprises," I said excitedly as I rubbed his ejaculate between my thumb and forefinger, the feel of it unlike anything I'd ever known, the warmth spreading down my fingertips and through to my bones.

"Oh," I exclaimed breathlessly, the urge to bathe in him taking over, and without thought as to the consequences, I ran my fingertips over the top of my breasts, and dipped them beneath the line of my corset, moaning at the overwhelming sensation as I brushed the fluid over my already hardened nipples.

I had been craving release even before our scene had begun, and knew that with Edward's concern about harming me, he was not quite ready to give me what I most needed. Of course, I knew what I had to do…confess more about who I was and convince him otherwise. I moaned as I dipped my finger into the fluid once more and brought my hand to my face, first inhaling the sweetness of his unique aroma before hungrily wrapping my mouth around my digit.

My eyes rolled in the back of my head as the heat radiated around my lips and his flavour burst on my tongue, the sensations sending my tastebuds into overdrive, causing my mouth to water.

"Mmmm," I moaned as I sucked and licked my fingers, swallowing him down like a starved animal until nothing remained. Craving his fluids like some sort of maddened addict, in that moment I wanted nothing more than to strip bare and rub his leavings all over my body. I quickly divested myself of my panties and dropped them to the floor, placed one hand on the edge of the table and opened my stance, licking my lips as I ran my free hand through the fluid and brought my fingers to my already dripping folds. I hissed as the heat of him came into contact with my sensitive skin, the sensations that were now coursing through me teetering deliciously between pain and pleasure, the feeling unlike anything I could even imagine as I spread the fluid all over my needy flesh.

"Fuck," I whispered. My body immediately craving more, I climbed onto the table and sat my ass directly on where he had erupted most, the sudden surge of heat causing my pussy to throb with need, the delicious sting as it made contact with its softness a reminder of what he truly was.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Short-n-Sweet Sunday

Good Morning Darlin's...one shot recs should get posted on Saturdays, but seeing as I was out on a mini-vacay yesterday, you're getting this week's today instead.


Not sure if this one has a banner, but, it's Clamps, Plugs and Spreader Bars by fallanydeeper.  This one will definitely give you a quick jump start into some lemony times...whether it's with your toy box or your partner.  Enjoy!






Summary:  Take a journey with Rose and Emmett as they invite a novice submissive into their playroom for one night. Rated for language and lemons.

Teaser:  As soon as Rose walked into the house when she had finished up at the garage, her skin smelling faintly of oil and metal, she knew what was on the agenda for tonight. She knew by the way I had positioned myself on the couch, the straight upper back, my left ankle resting on my knee, one arm slung on the arm of the couch and the other planted on the sofa cushions beside my thigh, my eyes were hard as steel and my mouth set to a thin, determined line.
Of course, our mystery guest, kneeling naked at my feet, her head bowed in a sign of submission and her mousy hair falling in curls over her shoulders; a thick, heavy collar clasped around her neck with a leash attached to the ring, the end of the length of leather being gripped in my palm, would probably have clued Rose in quicker than my appearance.
I stood up, dropped the end of the leash and walked toward Rose, who was impressively standing in the centre of the living room with her feet shoulder width apart, her hands clasped behind her back and her head lowered slightly. The respect she showed me in this stance had my cock hardening for her. She pleased me greatly with how she responded so quickly to me. Without even having to command her, she knew how to stand, how to behave, how to submit. I looked over my shoulder, ensuring that our pet for the evening hadn't moved from her position by the couch. I knew that her knees would be hurting by now, her muscles tense and burning with the strain of holding still.