Weekend Writing Warriors ~ Look Who’s Come Out To Play

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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors and another Sunday of fun and exciting snippets.  This week I’m celebrating winning Runner Up in Love Romances Cafe’s Best Fantasy 2015 Category for Blood of Salar, Book 2 in my Masters and Mages series.  It’s nice that the middle book is getting some attention for a change, and I’ve had fun revisiting the story.  This scene continues from the last snippet I shared .  M’lan, headmaster of the temple of Ka’alar, is facing off with rebel soldiers who are looting the chapel.

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M’lan walked toward the great stone fountain carved in the shape of the serpent god. One of the men stood on the lip of the pool, trying to reach the line of small emeralds embedded in Ka’alar’s throat.

What utter stupidity, M’lan thought. He recalled the simple magic trick he’d used to expose Abbess Renee, when he’d made it appear as if the statue had come to life. He had both hands on Ka’alar’s smooth side before anyone noticed him.

“Hey there!” shouted the man picking away at the statue with a blunt knife. “Come to join the fun?” He leaned jauntily against the neck of the statue with one palm, the other hand on his hip. “Hey, Raffe, look who’s come out to play!”

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M’lan, headmaster of the order of Ka’alar and Jamil Jarka, king’s assassin, find their impossible love challenged to the utmost as a rebellion sweeps them apart, sending Jamil on a dangerous mission to assassinate the rebel leader, General Charvat. Unknown to anyone, Charvat is on his way to the temple to exploit the headmaster’s magical abilities.

When the rebel army arrives, M’lan is thrust into a struggle against political and sexual dominance as Charvat attempts to break his resistance. Violence and death mount, awakening within M’lan both the powers of destruction and the desire for revenge.

On the trail of his prey, Jamil begins to question his devotion to M’lan as his once innocent lover transforms into a mage and invades the assassin’s thoughts and dreams. The closer Jamil draws to M’lan, the more he puts his life and his very soul at risk. Jamil soon realizes that his lover might prove to be more deadly than the man he was sent to kill.

A final confrontation between assassin and monk might destroy them both, but Jamil is relentless in his determination to rescue M’lan, for he knows that only his love can master the mage.lrc2015runnerup

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This post is part of an ongoing blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Every Sunday, participating authors post eight to ten sentences from a published work or perhaps their current work in progress. Then we hop to our fellow warriors’ blogs and check out all the fabulous fiction that’s happening! I heartily invite you to participate as a reader, writer, or both. It’s a great way to discover your next favorite book. Click here or use the address: http://www.wewriwa.com

Weekend Writing Warriors ~ Thought and Calculation

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Welcome to another round of Weekend Writing Warriors.  This week I’m celebrating Love Romances Cafe’s nomination of Blood of Salar for Best Fantasy/Steampunk Romance of 2015.  Blood of Salar is high fantasy, m/m erotica, and is book 2 in the Masters and Mages series.

In this excerpt, M’lan, headmaster of the temple of Ka’alar, is facing the invasion of the temple by rebel forces.  War is about to force the healer to draw on the dark powers of the serpent god he serves.

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M’lan entered the chapel through a side door and scanned the scene. About a dozen soldiers were taking anything movable from the altar and the alcoves around it. There wasn’t much of value in the place, but along with a pair of gold cups and a crystal candlestick, they’d discovered the gemstones embedded in the mosaics behind the altar and were pounding at them with axes and prying with daggers. For the gain of a few coins, the rebels were vandalizing artwork a thousand years old.

He searched the dimly lit space for Sheylin but could make out only the bulky, lumbering bodies of the defilers. Then she cried out again, and M’lan spotted her in one of the alcoves. Raffe held her by the wrists and had forced her to her knees. The captain backhanded her across the face and then went down on one knee beside her limp body.

Thought and calculation dropped away from M’lan like a stone he’d been uselessly holding. This was Ka’alar’s place— Ka’alar would deal with these men.

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Blurb:

BloodOfSalarM’lan, headmaster of the order of Ka’alar and Jamil Jarka, king’s assassin, find their impossible love challenged to the utmost as a rebellion sweeps them apart, sending Jamil on a dangerous mission to assassinate the rebel leader, General Charvat. Unknown to anyone, Charvat is on his way to the temple to exploit the headmaster’s magical abilities.

When the rebel army arrives, M’lan is thrust into a struggle against political and sexual dominance as Charvat attempts to break his resistance. Violence and death mount, awakening within M’lan both the powers of destruction and the desire for revenge.

On the trail of his prey, Jamil begins to question his devotion to M’lan as his once innocent lover transforms into a mage and invades the assassin’s thoughts and dreams. The closer Jamil draws to M’lan, the more he puts his life and his very soul at risk. Jamil soon realizes that his lover might prove to be more deadly than the man he was sent to kill.

A final confrontation between assassin and monk might destroy them both, but Jamil is relentless in his determination to rescue M’lan, for he knows that only his love can master the mage.

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Blood of Salar on Amazon   Loose Id

All Romance eBooks  Barnes & Noble

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This post is part of an ongoing blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Every Sunday, participating authors post eight to ten sentences from a published work or perhaps their current work in progress. Then we hop to our fellow warriors’ blogs and check out all the fabulous fiction that’s happening! I heartily invite you to participate as a reader, writer, or both. It’s a great way to discover your next favorite book. Click here or use the address: http://www.wewriwa.com

 

My Sexy Saturday ~ Stay With Me

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Welcome to My Sexy Saturday, the blog hop guaranteed to get you in the mood for whatever naughty things you have planned for Valentine’s Day.  This weeks theme is, of course, Our Sexy Valentine.  I have yet to write a Valentine’s Day scene, so I decided to excerpt from a scene that is pretty tender for my warrior/monk guys.  This is from Blood of Salar, Book 2 in the Masters and Mages series, which just happens to have been nominated by LR Cafe for Best Fantasy/Steampunk romance in 2015!

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Jamil slid his hand down to M’lan’s buttocks and cupped a cheek, fingers exploring the crease. “I was mad to come here,” he said, voice husky.

M’lan met Jamil’s hard stare straight on, even though the pressure of Jamil’s thigh against his stiffening cock was intensely distracting. “You were mad to think I’d go sit in a palace while everyone I care about, including you, is tossed about in this war.”

Jamil looked like he might argue further, but his expression softened, and for a brief moment he looked youthful and unsure, almost like a normal person. “I’m obsessed with you. I can’t think clearly, knowing you might be in danger.”

“Stay with me, then. Here.”

“And become a monk?” Jamil chuckled.

“Why not?” M’lan tried to imagine the warrior Jamil spending his days praying, fasting, and chanting and admitted to himself the image didn’t come easily.

“You and Ka’alar won’t rest until you enslave me entirely,” Jamil complained as he massaged M’lan’s ass.

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Blurb:

M’lan, headmaster of the order of Ka’alar and Jamil Jarka, king’s assassin, find their impossible love challenged to the utmost as a rebellion sweeps them apart, sending Jamil on a dangerous mission to assassinate the rebel leader, General Charvat. Unknown to anyone, Charvat is on his way to the temple to exploit the headmaster’s magical abilities.

When the rebel army arrives, M’lan is thrust into a struggle against political and sexual dominance as Charvat attempts to break his resistance. Violence and death mount, awakening within M’lan both the powers of destruction and the desire for revenge.

On the trail of his prey, Jamil begins to question his devotion to M’lan as his once innocent lover transforms into a mage and invades the assassin’s thoughts and dreams. The closer Jamil draws to M’lan, the more he puts his life and his very soul at risk. Jamil soon realizes that his lover might prove to be more deadly than the man he was sent to kill.

A final confrontation between assassin and monk might destroy them both, but Jamil is relentless in his determination to rescue M’lan, for he knows that only his love can master the mage.

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ Quite Harmless

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Welcome to the last Weekend Writing Warriors hop of the year. I have the distinct pleasure of being able to cap off the year with the cover reveal for Masters and Mages 3: Curse of Salar, release date January 5th.  Just in time to juice up that new Kindle or Paperwhite that Santa brought.

I’m continuing with one of my favorite scenes, where Prince Dezra and Rayn Nevar get to face off on the training ground.  Dezra is itching for a real fight, and Nevar would love to put the prince in his place.  This snippet follows directly after last week’s.

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Dezra gave his teacher his most withering royal glare. “There’s no reason why Captain Nevar cannot play a game of shibar with me if I allow it. You see, Captain, the blades are dulled. It’s all quite harmless.”

“The way you play it, it is. The shibar can still be deadly.”

“You see, Prince Dezra—” Lanz fussed.

Dezra ignored him. “But you won’t pummel me with it, will you, Captain?”

“I’ll play as long as you promise not to have me thrown in the dungeon if I happen to crack a royal rib.”

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Cover art by the talented Fiona Jayde

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Blurb for Masters and Mages 3: Curse of Salar  ~ Release date January 5,2016

In the desert kingdom of Jahar, the rule of mages has been overthrown and the ancient lineage of sorcerer kings wiped out. Prince Dezra and his sister are the last living members of the royal family and are held prisoners in their ancestral palace.

Prince Dezra lives a life of lies and deceit. In order to stay alive, he must pretend to be a drug-addicted wastrel, trusting no one, isolated from even his sister who has chosen to cooperate with the government that executed their parents.

Into his lonely existence comes a man who should be his sworn enemy; Captain Rayn Nevar. Dezra is irresistibly drawn to the rough soldier and his longing for a simple sexual encounter quickly morphs into a dangerous obsession.

Captain Rayn Nevar knows he should stay far away from Prince Dezra, but his desire for the beautiful young man overrides all common sense. Despite the fact that Dezra’s ancestors destroyed Rayn’s family, the captain finds himself in a position of protecting the prince from the many schemers who believe the last of the mages should be annihilated.

When treachery leads to Dezra’s escape, he is at last free to bond with the serpent god Ka’alar and develop his long repressed powers. Only the arrival of a mysterious monk with powers greater than Dezra’s stops the prince from using black sorcery to destroy all who stand in his way, including Rayn.

As Jahar edges toward another war between masters and mages, Rayn must question his devotion to his increasingly deadly lover while Dezra must decide if ultimate power is worth the ultimate sacrifice.

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This post is part of an ongoing blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Every Sunday, participating authors post eight to ten sentences from a published work or perhaps their current work in progress. Then we hop to our fellow warriors’ blogs and check out all the fabulous fiction that’s happening! I heartily invite you to participate as a reader, writer, or both. It’s a great way to discover your next favorite book. Click here or use the address: http://www.wewriwa.com

Seductive Studs ~ Disturbing His Calm

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Welcome to Seductive Studs, the blog hop dedicated to m/m romance by the people who read, write and review it.

This week I’m sharing another excerpt from Curse of Salar, Book 3 in the Masters and Mages series, release date January 5, 2016.  In this scene Prince Dezra is being tended to by one of the many attractive servants sent to seduce and spy on him.

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“I am most grateful for your blessing, my lord.” Jai filled the cup and bowed again. They always spoke formally, even during sex. It amused Dezra and saddened him.

Jai stood a hand taller than Dezra and was muscular for a house servant, lean with hair the color of desert sand and pale blue eyes. He had a smooth, attractive face, which was why the premier’s agents picked him. Dezra’s watchers were always trying to guess who might entrance Dezra enough to earn his trust. So far they’d failed. He trusted no one. Sometimes he pretended in order to keep the watchers content.

“How goes things beyond the palace walls?” he asked, lifting the cup to his lips and keeping his gaze on Jai’s face. The servant raised his eyes. Despite his exemplary training, he stared hungrily at Dezra, an expression of desire disturbing his calm.

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Masters and Mages 3: Curse of Salar ~

In the desert kingdom of Jahar, the rule of mages has been overthrown and the ancient lineage of sorcerer kings wiped out. Prince Dezra and his sister are the last living members of the royal family and are held prisoners in their ancestral palace.

Prince Dezra lives a life of lies and deceit. In order to stay alive, he must pretend to be a drug-addicted wastrel, trusting no one, isolated from even his sister who has chosen to cooperate with the government that executed their parents.

Into his lonely existence comes a man who should be his sworn enemy; Captain Rayn Nevar. Dezra is irresistibly drawn to the rough soldier and his longing for a simple sexual encounter quickly morphs into a dangerous obsession.

Captain Rayn Nevar knows he should stay far away from Prince Dezra, but his desire for the beautiful young man overrides all common sense. Despite the fact that Dezra’s ancestors destroyed Rayn’s family, the captain finds himself in a position of protecting the prince from the many schemers who believe the last of the mages should be annihilated.

When treachery leads to Dezra’s escape, he is at last free to bond with the serpent god Ka’alar and develop his long repressed powers. Only the arrival of a mysterious monk with powers greater than Dezra’s stops the prince from using black sorcery to destroy all who stand in his way, including Rayn.

As Jahar edges toward another war between masters and mages, Rayn must question his devotion to his increasingly deadly lover while Dezra must decide if ultimate power is worth the ultimate sacrifice.

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Don’t forget to continue the hop at the Seductive Studs home page.  Lots of steamy m/m goodness goin’ on.

My Sexy Saturday ~ 100th Anniversary Bash!

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Hello everyone!  Today on My Sexy Saturday we’re celebrating one hundred weeks of terrific blog hops.  I feel very privileged to be amongst the company of so many wonderful and supportive writers.  I always encourage readers to check out the other writers participating in the hop, and this week I’d also suggest you head on over to our Party on Author Central where the festivities that started on Facebook this week are continuing.

As it happens, I’m also celebrating the completion of Book 3 in my Masters and Mages fantasy series: Curse of Salar. Woohoo!  Curse turned into a full length novel. I love it but I’m sooo happy to move on.  So this week I decided to share seven paragraphs from the completed ms.  This is from one of those really fun scenes to write; the moment when the two main characters first lay eyes on each other.  We are in  Prince Mira’s point of view while he sits through an endless and tedious state dinner.

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In contrast, Minister Havran’s escort wore black. Mira tore his attention from the vision of the minister to inspect these other newcomers and immediately forgot about the woman in white. To the left and a step behind Minister Havran stood a tall man with brown hair as richly toned as fresh plowed earth. The thin line of a neat beard framed his strong jaw and his smoky blue-grey eyes took in everything around him. He was the most striking man Mira had ever seen.

Mira quickly lowered his eyelids to their customary languid attitude, though his blood raced. He couldn’t remember ever being so affected by the mere sight of an attractive person, and especially not a common soldier.

Slowly, he took in the details of the man in order to determine what unnerved him so. The man wore a close fitting black uniform with pants tucked into knee high riding boots, a loosely draped formal blouse that revealed a fine, long neck and tan chest. He was built like a skilled fighter, not a brute, with long, lean muscles, wide shoulders and slim hips, around which hung a belt that would normally hold a short sword, if weapons were not forbidden to palace guests.

He exuded relaxed strength, and something of the rebellious fire that Mira sought. But the man was part of the faction that had crushed the royalist rebellion. He was Mira’s enemy. Still, Mira enjoyed looking at him and did so until he realized the man was looking back. Their eyes met. Mira wasn’t one to flinch or look away, but after taking a slow breath, he let his gaze travel away from the sharp features and wide, welcoming mouth of the handsome face to the thin lips of the minister, which were moving and uttering sounds. Speech. Mira tried to focus.

“We of the Armazin are proud to declare our country is at peace. Those who would oppose the rule of Skala have been destroyed and the law of reason now governs with a firm hand.” Havran did not so much as glance at Mira and Alandra, who represented the law of unreason, who those rebels sought to return to the throne. Mira and his sister did not matter. They were irrelevant, even in his mother’s homeland, bastion of the cult of Ka’alar. It was difficult indeed for Mira to remain passive and utterly calm in the face of such defeat, though the fighting had been so far away and removed from his life in the palace.

His attention snuck back to the man, who was still staring at him. Impudent. It flashed into Mira’s mind that this must be the one Jai had been complaining about, Captain Rayn Matisse. Jai was right, the captain was irritating.

Mira decided to turn his divine wrath on the rude captain and returned his stare. The rest of the hall fell away, and they might as well have been the only two people in it. Though the captain stood at least fifty feet away, his gaze penetrated Mira’s defenses and threatened his secret thoughts.

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Here’s my first stab at a blurb:

Masters and Mages 3: Curse of Salar

In the desert kingdom of Jahar, the rule of mages has been overthrown and the ancient lineage of sorcerer kings wiped out. Prince Mira and his sister are the last living members of the royal family and are held prisoners in their ancestral palace.

Prince Mira lives a life of lies and deceit. In order to stay alive, he must pretend to be a drug-addicted wastrel, trusting no one, isolated from even his sister who has chosen to cooperate with the government that executed their parents.

Into his lonely existence comes a man who should be his sworn enemy; Captain Rayn Matisse. Mira is irresistibly drawn to the rough soldier and his longing for a simple sexual encounter quickly morphs into a dangerous obsession.

Captain Rayn Matisse knows he should stay far away from Prince Mira, but his desire for the beautiful young man overrides all common sense. Despite the fact that Mira’s ancestors destroyed Rayn’s family, the captain finds himself in a position of protecting the prince from the many schemers who believe the last of the mages should be annihilated.

When treachery leads to Mira’s escape, he is at last free to bond with the serpent god Ka’alar and develop his long repressed powers. Only the arrival of a mysterious monk with powers greater than Mira’s stops the prince from using black sorcery to destroy all who stand in his way, including Rayn.

As Jahar edges toward another war between masters and mages, Rayn must question his devotion to his increasingly deadly lover while Mira must decide if ultimate power is worth the ultimate sacrifice.

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