Weekend Writing Warriors~ Proud and Terrified

April 5, 2015 by Alexis Duran

Welcome to another exciting episode of Weekend Writing Warriors! I’m inching my way, eight lines by eight lines, to the exciting conclusion of The Call To Adventure Chapter of my erotic space opera, From Mars, With Love. Last week, faced with having certain beloved body parts forcibly removed, our hero Eli took a wild gamble and made a break for it. Pandemonium ensued.

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The doors hissed open and a phalanx of guards charged in. Eli grabbed a confused asteroider and used him as a shield, avoiding the first blast of a generalized stun gun. Asteroiders as well as prisoners slumped to the ground and the shock wave seemed to have an ill effect on the crabs. Several started to spin and collide.

“For Chriton’s sake, don’t use the electric wave in here!” cried one of the guards. They too appeared confused. Eli had the distinct impression this had never happened to them before. He felt proud as well as terrified as he snatched a syringe hose and plunged it into the chest of an onrushing guard. He picked up the guard’s dropped weapon as he climbed over the body.

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Fun with guns (in space)

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This post is part of an ongoing blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Every Sunday, participating authors post eight 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 ~ Ten Years of Waiting

April 4, 2015 by Alexis Duran

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday. This week’s theme is A Long Sexy Time and I just happen to have the perfect WIP to mine for sexy goodies. Rainshadow tells the story of Devin’s return to his home town of Friday Harbor after a fantasy romance goes terribly wrong, and the second chance this gives Jake Shelton, who’s had a crush on Devin since high school. This scene is the first time they meet after Devin’s return.

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Jake finally made it to the lounge of the huge yacht and was stunned to see Devin Chase standing behind the chrome bar, drumming his fingers on the glossy surface. It took Jake a second to register that Devin was working for the caterers, not attending the party as a guest. He wore a white button down shirt that set off his Mediterranean tan and his blond hair refracted the light of the sunset. Jake tried not to stare and failed.

Devin was dreamily gazing out the windows and Jake wondered if he was pining for the yachting life. Hell, Jake had a sailboat. Sure it might barely qualify as a lifeboat on Count what’s-his-name’s yacht, but he sure wouldn’t mind whisking Devin off to wherever it was he was dreaming about.

Devin emerged from his daydream and noticed he had a customer. His eyes widened when he saw Jake standing there. After an awkward beat, he said “Hi, Jake,” and stood frozen like a deer in headlights.

“Hey, Dev, I didn’t know you were working for Luke and Kim.”

“Then you must be the last person in Friday Harbor to find out. What can I get for you?”

“Just a beer, thanks. I’ve been in Seattle for a couple weeks drumming up business, meeting with clients. Guess I’m out of the loop.”

Devin finished pouring the beer and set the glass on a little napkin. Their eyes met and Jake’s heart lurched. He couldn’t believe how intense his reaction to Devin still was. If anything, it had gotten worse. Ten years of waiting for someone better, or even equal to come along had ended with Jake still alone and still fantasizing about the brown eyes that now regarded him with an inscrutable expression. The entire party faded away for a moment and it was like the first time they’d exchanged such an extended look. There wasn’t a doubt in Jake’s mind that he had to have this man or go insane with desire.

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Don’t forget to continue the hop to check out more sexy snippets from the other participants. Seven words, seven lines or seven paragraphs of steamy fun await at My Sexy Saturday main page.

Weekend Writing Warriors ~ Pandemonium

March 29, 2015 by christinalay

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop, the one stop hop for all your fiction needs. This week I’m continuing with snippets from my erotic m/m space opera (how many descriptors can one novel need?) From Mars, With Love. Last week things were getting unpleasant in the slave ship when Eli’s captors decided to cut the ring off his finger. Today, for good or ill, Eli decides to be proactive.

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A pair of cutting shears emerged from the end of one of the crab’s arms- this was enough to wipe away all of Eli’s hesitations. He’d been pulling back against the crab’s tugs and abruptly stopped, using the bots momentum to direct its arm and pincher into its faceplate. The plastic cracked on impact and the eyeball tube bent sideways as the metal pincer struck it. Eli leapt on top of the crab, slid across its back and hit the floor hands first. He tucked, rolled, and came up in a crouch. Four security crabs raced towards him.

The Moon Unit grabbed an arm of the bot Eli had disabled and swung it around in a semi-arc before it fired its thrusters and sent itself careening into one of its mates. Pandemonium broke out as half the prisoners joined in the uprising, and half fell to the floor either begging forgiveness or merely covering their heads with their hands or hand-like appendages.

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I’m hoping this is a gun and not a fancy waffle iron.

Weekend Writing Warriors ~ This is Earth, not the Oort!

March 22, 2015 by Alexis Duran

Welcome to another exciting episode of Weekend Writing Warriors! Spring is in full bloom here in Oregon, I finished my latest WIP and started a new job. Things are looking much rosier here on Earth than they are in space.

I’m posting from my m/m erotic space opera From Mars, With Love and will continue torturing my hero until I reach the end of the chapter. Last week we left poor Eli being prepared for stasis by two of the slavers: an asteroider (altered-human) and a floating, multi-armed robot called a crab. The crab noticed the ring on Eli’s finger and took a disliking to it.

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“Leave it,” the asteroider said.

“I’ve analyzed it and do not recognize the metal compound. It might interfere with the electronics in the pod.” The crab kept trying to twist it loose and Eli feared the bot might rip his hand off along with the ring.

“What do you mean you don’t recognize it? This is earth, not the Oort! Well, fine, cut it off. We can always grow him a new finger.”

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Eli wishes he was this tough. Maybe Harrison will show up and rescue him!

Eeep! I wish I could post the whole scene, I really do, but rules are rules.

By the way, you can still enter to win a Loose Id gift card and a copy of Touch of Salar at the giveaway for my Book Tour. Blood received 5 Star/Heart Reviews from two of the blogs on the tour so far! Check it out here.

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Virtual Blog Tour Starts Today!

March 16, 2015 by Alexis Duran

Hey friends, fans, and random internet wanderers, today is the start of my Blood of Salar book blog tour. I’ll be visiting several blogs this week and answering a whole bunch of questions. Every stop provides an opportunity to enter a giveaway for a Loose Id Gift Card and copy of Touch of Salar, Book 1 in the Masters and Mages series. This is a separate giveaway from the book blast of last week, so feel free to enter again!

I’m over at The Hat Party today, a great place to join the tour.

Tour Dates & Stops: March 16 – 20, 2015
16-Mar
Rainbow Gold Reviews
The Hat Party
Love Bytes

17-Mar
MM Good Book Reviews (With a 5 Star Review!)
Amanda C. Stone

18-Mar
Molly Lolly
Kimi-Chan

19-Mar
Inked Rainbow Reads

5 Star Review at Inked Rainbow Reads

BFD Book Blog

20-Mar
Prism Book Alliance (In which I discuss the Ten Authors I most admire)
Velvet Panic
Up All Night, Read All Day

Contest open until the 27th.

Weekend Writing Warriors ~ What’s That?

March 15, 2015 by Alexis Duran

Welcome to another dose of Weekend Writing Warriors, the hop where writers share their work in 8 enticing sentences.

I’m excited to get back to my space opera in progress, From Mars, With Love. This one keeps demanding my attention, so I guess I better finish it so I can get back to the “serious” stuff. 😉

Our hero Eli has been nabbed by a slave sweeper and taken aboard a ship bound for Titan. After watching some of his fellow prisoners strip, get inoculated and put into sleep pods, it’s now Eli’s turn.

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To Eli the asteroider said, “Remove your clothing.”

Eli was grateful that as a scavenger he always wore several layers of clothing, but as he removed his coat, his sweatshirt and a zip-up cotton shirt with deliberate clumsiness, his fear of the crab effectively discouraged acting on any rash escape plans. He was down to thin t-shirt, surplus army pants, and was undoing the velcro on his boots when the crab snapped, “What’s that?”

One of the crab’s pinchers reached out and grabbed Eli’s wrist. The bot’s red eyeball flew outward on its own extending arm to inspect the ring on his pinky finger as Eli curled his fingers into a fist.

“Just a cheap trinket,” Eli said. The ring was his only adornment, the only thing of his mother’s he’d been able to keep and it was so small, it barely fit on his smallest finger. The bot clamped on to it and tried to pull it off, jerking Eli sideways, but it didn’t come off.

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Really this whole space opera thing is an excuse for me to surf the web looking for photos of hot space guys with guns. Here we have Bruce in The Fifth Element- one of my top ten SF movies for sure.

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