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Is hell sexy?

Greetings!

As we take part in the season of Halloween, I always find myself thinking not only of trick-or-treating, but of Heaven and Hell. All Souls Day is right around the corner, and yes I know this because I was once a good Catholic girl. Do you ever wonder what lies beyond? Some people say that we are currently living our hell on earth, but is it possible hell exists? I’m sure Dante had some opinions.

Is hell really a fire and brimstone kinda place, or is it an outlet for humanity’s baser desires? A place where anything goes. Where sins are welcome and encouraged. And would we want to give into those sins once there, forever mired in a cesspool of carnality? Would it be delicious or terrifying?

I’ve touched on this topic in my paranormal romance Sweet Hell. In this novel, the Greek god Dionysus is forced to take a journey to hell with my heroine Josie. And Josie is quiet surprised by what she sees there. All is not fire and brimstone, but is it any less horrifying? And can they escape it once there?

Read on, and tell me…do you think hell could be a sexy place?

Blurb:

Dionysus, Greek god of wine and theater, is the world’s original playboy. But
lately, he has been restless, moody, and he knows something is wrong. His
carefree and bacchanal lifestyle is starting to feel like one long string of
meaningless, sexual escapades. Even worse, he is suddenly aroused by the idea of
marriage. And to top it all off, Josie Marino, the mouthy, disheveled, and
eternally annoying woman who serves him coffee at the local bakery, sets him on
fire.

Josie, a Toronto baker of Italian heritage, is not looking for
love or lust. Especially not with Dionysus Iros, the most aggravating, demanding
customer she’d ever had to serve. With his rippling muscles and sexy, knowing
eyes, he’s obviously trouble with a capital T. Unfortunately, he’s also the star
of her every X-rated dream. She’s known players like Dionysus before, and one of
them almost got the better of her. Josie determines she will not fall for his
considerable physical charms, come hell or high water.

But Dionysus turns
strangely protective when a sinister character arrives at Josie’s bakery, and
they can no longer deny their unwanted feelings for one another. They are forced
to embark on a bizarre, sexually-charged journey to hell itself, which threatens
to either change them for the better, or destroy them.

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Excerpt:

It took about fifteen minutes for them to reach it. With each passing moment, Josie felt her heart speeding up. Up close, the mansion seemed even bigger, with various wings that seemed to stretch off into different directions. It seemed to her the house not only must have north, south, east, and west wings, but also some wings going in directions that hadn’t been invented yet.

It was shockingly ornate, reminiscent of the grand country estates her parents had brought her to on her first trip to Europe years ago. This place was even more stately, each detail meant to impress and intimidate, yet it was oddly welcoming at the same time. With its scrolled railings, pretty balconies, and Gothic peaks, it reminded her of a fairy-tale castle from her girlish dreams. The sort of place in which she’d always wanted to live. Surrounded as it was by a sprawling English garden, it was too heavenly to be hell.

“I can’t wait to see inside,” she said under her breath, realizing she meant every word. It was the sort of home she could spend weeks exploring.

“Soon enough,” Dionysus said quietly, the annoying smile still playing on his full lips.

Josie stared up at the massive building as they walked up the ostentatious, circular front steps. On each deep step was a marble statue. Or rather, a set of statues. All depicted in the nude. All of them frozen, as if caught in the midst of blatant sexual acts.

She gulped.

The first statue was of a man, his head thrown back in ecstasy, standing before a kneeling woman whose mouth was quite occupied. The next statue depicted a couple leaning up against the marble handrail, the man taking the woman from behind. Josie stared. The fingers digging into the woman’s hips seemed so lifelike, as did the expression of euphoria on her face, it was as if the couple had been turned to stone while in the middle of the act.

Sex, Medusa-style.

With each step, the marble acts of copulation grew more lurid, more imaginative. Some involved groups so large she and Dionysus had to step around them.

As much as it made her nervous about their destination, she couldn’t deny it was also turning her on. Her heart was beating more quickly now. There was a thin bead of sweat on her upper lip. She was squeezing Dionysus’s hand so hard she worried she might break it. And she found she was eager to see each coming statue. Wanted to see all those marble limbs and various appendages, entwined forever.

They finally reached the top step, and she breathed a sigh of relief at being able to look away from the weird statuary. She turned to him. “What is this place?”

His brow was furrowed. He almost looked sorry for her. “Remember the illusion. Each level of hell is designed to make you want to stay there. To linger and forget. To ensnare and distract. This level, The Sinners, is no different. It appeals to the most base of appetites. Most people get caught here. Why do you think the house is so big? It grows with its new additions. Wings are added. Floors are created. It will make you want to stay, too, Josie.”

 

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Halloween Is Almost Here

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I’m so excited that Halloween is only a few days away. If you haven’t guessed it by now, this is my fave holiday. I know a lot of people love Christmas and stuff but I’m addicted to Halloween. Why? I think it is all because you get to dress up and decorate the house in freaky things.

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Ever since I was a kid I always enjoyed dressing up and going out to collect candy. Now that I’m older…wayyyy older I love giving them out. It is a blast seeing all the little kids come by the house that is all done up and take pictures. They are always surprised that someone opens the door in full costume.

I’ve found that Halloween is not like it use to be when I was a kid. I remember going from house to house and they were decorated and people had fun with the holiday. There were tons of kids out with parents or friends running around trying to fill their bags with candy.

Now when we have kids at our house it is not as much. We are lucky if we get 20-30. Even though we have tons of kids in the area.

Has Halloween lost the fun?

I love doing all the fun stuff even if it is for the small group that stop over at our place. I’ve always wanted to do a huge haunted house and one day I hope to. I keep collecting stuff every single year. I think we have passed the collection of Christmas decorations..

So tell me do you enjoy celebrating Halloween?

What’s your fave memory of Halloween from when you were growing up?

stay naughty,

Savannah

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The Rake in the Lake by Dita Parker

On a balmy night
By the blue moon’s light
I heard in my head
“Do get out of bed”

I was drawn through the door
To a room with no floor
Sleepy, awake
I stepped in a lake

When what did I hear
Somewhere quite near
On a monstrous splash
Huge waves did crash

Then, a chilling sound
Like a wounded hound
“Do you see me, fair lady?”
A man suddenly asked
His voice was silky
Eyes carefully masked

“You are quite the treasure
Would you care for some pleasure?
I mean you no harm”
I fell for his charm

I don’t know why
His clothes were bone-dry
He looked delicious
But also quite vicious

What I saw in his eyes
As he stared at my thighs
My fears, it shattered
Then, nothing else mattered

He circled my waist
Asked, “May I have a taste?”
Kneaded my hips
As he went for my lips

One hand found my breast
Oh, I gripped at his chest
My neck, he nipped
My head, it tipped

Slowly his mouth
Headed down south
Closed in on a nipple
“I need you like tipple”

He licked, he sucked
Switched sides, I ducked
“You enjoy my touch?”
“I do, oh so much”

I could not understand
The strength of my yearning
All I knew was him
All I knew I was burning

“Please, oh please
I can’t stand it
Don’t tease”

He circled my clit
With one broad finger
I cried out for more
He did not linger

On a smooth glide
He thrust inside
Found my cream
“You feel like a dream”
“You, sir, you feel quite thick”
“And you, sweet lady, are terribly slick”

With the weight of his stare
He kept me right there
Picked up pace
As he stared at my face
Watched me soar
Soar like never before

“Come,” he whispered
“For your release
Will bring us both
Unspeakable peace”

“Come, fair lady
Draw your last breath
Come, sweet lady
Join me in death”

My body did spasm
With impending orgasm
Then what he said slowly sunk in
On a scream I shrunk back and started to swim

Behind me a splash and a heart-wrenching roar
As I found firm footing and scrambled ashore
I turned to look and saw he was gone
The light of the moon had surrendered to dawn

I know not how or with what powers
Ten minutes with him had turned into hours
After all these years I can’t help but wonder
What spell he cast and how I fell under

I feel for him
All alone in that lake
Shed a tear within
For my dead sexy rake

Rake in the Lake

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Be afraid…be very afraid.

Greetings!

In discussing blog themes for the month, we 69rs couldn’t help but talk about Hallowe’en and all the scary stuff surrounding it. I realized I just had to talk a little today about the things that scare me. I love frightening movies and books, and probably read or saw hundreds of them before I was 20 years old.

I think all the horror books affected me.

In a way it’s refreshing to discuss this because as an erotic romance author, scary sights don’t often come into play in my work. Unless you’re talking men who are so delicious it’s practically scary. 😉

You might think that the things that frighten me most are the horrible notions that scare everyone: illnesses of  family members, painful accidents that could happen in everyday life. Of course, those things terrify me too.

But what really gives me the chills? (lowers voice to whisper level) ZOMBIES.

There. I’ve said it. Zombies. Now, I totally get that these creatures of the night are unreal. Of course, I know it. But there is no thought that scares me more than the notion of being chased by a zombie. Being the only normal person left in a world full of flesh-eating monsters. I can’t go to zombie walks. No way! I’ll have nightmares for weeks. I can’t watch any more zombie movies. I won’t sleep. Even Sean of the Dead freaked me right out! I caught 5 minutes once of The Walking Dead on TV, and have never recovered. I can’t even venture into haunted house attractions at theme parks. The idea that some carnie with strips of flesh hanging off his face might touch me drives me insane with fear…okay, even being touched by a carnie whose flesh is intact is still a mite off-putting.

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But what is it with the zombies anyway? Is it that they are soulless entities who recognize neither friend nor family member? Is it their raw, insatiable hunger that leads them to destroy anything they ever held dear? Is it just the inevitable bad breath? It can’t be good.

For me, I believe it’s the fact that a zombie will never stop coming for you. You can run. He’ll follow, even if he’s dragging his bloody leg behind him. You can beg for mercy. He won’t listen. He has one goal…to sink his rotting teeth into your juicy brain, until you are just like him.

So, on that pleasant thought, I wish you a super Hallowe’en! And if you’re trick-or-treating on the evening of the 31st, don’t pay any attention to that grey, stalking form behind you. No need to run.

I’m sure it’s nothing bad.

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Fear…why do we fear the unknown?

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Fear..we’ve all experienced it at one point or another. We all have something we fear..Something that cripples us and does things to us we wish it wouldn’t.

When it comes to fear, why is it that we fear the unknown.

Lets say someone would make you walk into a graveyard in the middle of the night all alone…you would probably not want to go and if you did you would look around…

Even though you know nothing can harm you, you still have this feeling that takes over…

I would not even set foot into a cemetery in the middle of the night. Why? Honestly I’m not sure…I think they just creep me out, or maybe I’ve seen too many horror movies..LOL..

Or what if you walk into your house and it is dark..don’t your eyes look around?

Fear is something we can’t always control…it will leave you paralyzed and unable to move..It will cause panic and put you in a state where you can feel helpless and alone.

Our mind is a powerful tool and can do a lot to us…Make fear into something consuming and unbearable.

As children we fear because we don’t understand many things, but as adults we know that the fear is an emotion and we understand it. So why is it that we still let the fear feed off us and take over?

So tell me what do you fear? Does something scare you that you wish never did?

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