Friday Flash erotic Fiction – Lost and Found

Those familiar with my Reinhold stories from earlier need to know it all started via Friday Flash Fiction thanks to Maura Anderson

Wiping his brow, Reinhold ran a hand through his hair.  He’d worn his black suit today with dress shoes.  He readjusted the ponytail he’d had his hair in.  A sword had been strapped to his back earlier but he opted to leave that in the car.  Beside him, Kathy stood.

Despite having massive powers, she chose to carry a large handgun she could draw quickly if they needed.  Their mission was simple.  Get Reinhold and his mate together and start the healing process.

“Is this the place?  He stood across the street from a beautiful ranch style home with a few cars in the driveway.  The yard had been cut recently, he could smell it.

The sun beat down on them, making him warmer than usual.  The wolf inside was dying, it didn’t belong in Michigan.

Kathy had the good sense to dress in a pair of jeans and a top that revealed perfectly rounded breasts.  “Yeah.  This is it.”  Her long, black hair had been pulled back.  Even though she had power, it didn’t look right to use her strength in public anymore than it did for Reinhold to become the wolf.

Most humans weren’t used to magic.

Shrugging, he looked at h

A sweet Romance story by Sascha Illyvich - Caressing Caitlyner. “So how do we do this?”

Letting a steady breath of air out, Kathy mimicked his movements.  “You’re the alpha.  She’s your mate.  That’s all I know from the cards.”

He sighed.  Straightening, he strode towards the house. His nerves were on fire, his senses on high alert.

Kathy followed closely behind.

Reinhold knocked on the ornate wooden door, waiting and prepared for anything.

A moment later, the door opened and a short, dark skinned man appeared.  His eyes were glazed over and he reeked of booze and drugs.  “Can I help you?”

“Yes, we’re here for Katalin.  I’m with—“

“Are you with her fucking mother?”  The man’s eyes turned an eerie shade of red. “Katalin, get out here and bring my belt!”

Reinhold resisted the urge to deck the man.  “I’m not with her mother.  We’re—“

With a smile, Kathy stepped forward.  “We’re here on behalf of her school. We are class mates.”  Kathy spoke calmly, a push of belief was held in her voice.

“Yes. Classmates.”  The older man nodded.  “Katalin, come here and bring your brother.”

“She’s busy,” a male voice called back from inside the house.

Reinhold sensed something was amiss.  “What’s going on?  Is this a bad time?”

The man nodded.  “She’s busy.  Come back later.”

He started to shut the door but Reinhold caught it.  Using wolf strength, he held it open.  Smiling, baring fangs, he reached for the old man.

The old man stepped back. Another man, a few inches taller with lighter skin appeared. “You want something?”  He grinned, malice pouring off his skin.  He smelled of alcohol and dope and sex.

“Where’s Katalin?”

By this time, Kathy had pulled the gun from its holster.  “Tell us where the girl is.  Nobody has to die today.”

Reinhold growled.  Charging the taller man, he slammed him into the wall with one arm.  Growling, he let a wave of magick wash over his face, changing his features so that he looked like the violent wolf he was.

“Reinhold no!” Kathy yelled.

“Please!”  Another voice called from behind Reinhold.

He jerked his head around to see a beautiful woman, probably not more than twenty years of age standing in ripped clothes with blood on her face.  The blood smelled of iron and copper mixed with the stench of sickness and vomit.

“Katalin,” he mouthed.

Kathy slid beside Katalin. “Hiya.”

Katalin turned to look at Kathy.

Reinhold turned his attention to the guy at arms length. He kept his tone steady, low and didn’t spare the violent undertones. “I should kill you now.”

“What proof do you have that I did anything?” He spat in Reinhold’s face.

Reinhold grinned and bit the man’s neck hard enough to make him bleed.  “Fucker, you taste like foul shit.  “I should end your pathetic life.”

A female voice called out from behind Reinhold.  “Please, no!”

Reinhold kicked the man in the ribs hard enough to hear the loud crack that followed after the blow landed.

The man doubled over, yelling in pain.

Reinhold kicked him in the jaw, knocking him back against the wall.

His eyes closed and his head lolled off to one side.

Katalin’s father ran to the younger man.  “Mi hijo, what have you done to him, you monster?”

“Not enough, “Reinhold spat at him.  Then he strode towards her father and kicked him in the ribs. “An old man like you should be ripped to shreds by the wolves and tossed off a cliff.”

“Stop, please!”  The female voice called out again with sheer agony.

Reinhold took one more kick at the old man before he turned to Katalin. “You are not a human, Katalin.  You’re a wolf.  You should have some pride.”

Katalin gasped.

Kathy slapped Reinhold upside the head.

He rubbed his head. “Look witch.”

Snickering, Kathy turned to Katalin and offered her hand.  “Look sweetie.  Reinhold is your mate.  He’s come to claim you.  We’ve talked about this on the phone before, right?”

Katalin nodded.

“Come with us?”  Reinhold knelt before Katalin, offering his hand to her. “I’m sorry I get so violent but I’m an Alpha.  It’s in my nature to protect.”

“I know.”  Katalin nodded.

“Do you believe me?”  Reinhold took her hand in his.

She nodded.

“Come with us, Katalin?  Come with me?  I accept you and promise this bullshit,” he pointed to the blood trickling down her neck, “will stop.”

She started to speak but stopped.

“I love you, Katalin.  My witch loves you.”  Reinhold touched her cheek.

Katalin fell into his arms and started crying. Sniffling, she raised her head. “Yes I’ll come with you.  I want…”

“It’s okay,” he stroked her shoulders.

Kathy threw her arms around the both of them.  Love filled Reinhold’s heart.  He took the energy and passed it into Katalin, trying to be gentle and sweet.

“Let me love you and protect you, Katalin.”

She nodded.

It’d be okay from this point on.

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More Friday Flash Fiction

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Fae Troubles
Dance of Tails

Published in: on November 18, 2011 at 4:21 am  Comments (4)  
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Finishing up!

Yup, it’s that time of year. I’m done as a writer as of a few weeks back when I had a nervous breakdown over the damn Harlequin BLAZE I was 9k from finishing. I became frustrated when I was trying to bang out (literally) every single word for the last 2k. It was NOT fun and I destroyed things in the house, etc. This is NOT a typical tantrum for me. Only the second one I’ve ever had as a writer.

As a male, and a romance writer I rarely am truly allowed to break down over what it perceived as stupid shit. Yet I did. This book was supposed to launch me into a new realm of royalties, elbow rubbing and fame (HA!) as I climbed up the Harlequin ladder. But, as my publicist (whom I apparently yelled at) said, I’m done. Stress has reached an all time high and I blamed and took it out on the book.

Everyone has to give you the “maybe you didn’t want it” line. Bullshit. The reality is that all year long I’ve busted my ass with not a break in sight. I’ve done two cons, looking at doing three next year and those drain me. I have a bad heart and a worse working ethic that deigns I work my ass off and keep working my ass off until I’m dead, rich or famous. Preferably two out of three.

Now I’ve added editing to my repertoire as I mull through submissions for Sizzler Intoxications and the erotic romance anthologies. I’m really excited about all of that actually, bringing work to life by new writers and giving them more confidence to write is an amazing feeling. And I’m glad I can make dreams come true.

But I’m winding down. Hell, today I have a meeting with my publisher and I’m bringing a cigar or my pipe. Can’t decide which yet. But we have much to discuss and it can be done outside away form the laptops and confines of her office.

There are only two more weeks of the year left. I deserve a break :) So do you probably!

Published in: on December 9, 2010 at 7:43 pm  Comments (10)  
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Harlequin So You Think You Can Write

Since working on my BLAZE for Harlequin submission, I’ve been digging around their site and came across this week’s Editorial Week post:  So you think you can write.  I get the lame ass take off of So You Think You can dance.  Whatever :P

Lots going on and the website URL is: It’s a good site for readers and writers to connect during NaNoWriMo.  The beauty here is that I’ve been having trouble maintaining focus on the Blaze since the story has characters that aren’t so damaged or destroyed by heavy emotions and it’s helped to rejuvenate my desire to finish the damn story.  I mean, I’m 14k away from finishing it!  I could knock out that way before end of November.

For me, the challenge is keeping focus.  You know I’ve taken up heading the line at Sizzler Editions and while I don’t want Harlequin stories for the line, I DO want Harlequin style stories, only hotter, heavier, deeper.  I know writers who in 30 can make you happy, ad, ecstatic and then cum.  Those are the stories we want at Sizzler.  Strong plots and characters are more than just a happy ending.

Participating in SYTYCW seems a little silly. Really.  I’m a huge Alpha male. With a big ego *wicked grin* But I want in this market.  And I’ll get in.  I’m a damn good romance author.

Published in: on November 2, 2010 at 6:52 pm  Comments (1)  
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Harlequin’s Blaze in the Author

Monday of this week I started writing my Harlequin Blaze. As mentioned in last week’s post about writing tools, I have discarded basic plotting tools since this book isn’t going to be an action/adventure like most of my other work. The focus is more on character growth and the relationship, directly.

Harlequin books are more about the story between the heroine and hero. The Blaze line has a focus on hotter sex and a little more boundary pushing. That being said, I can’t delve deep into the male or female mind and find the core issues because my characters are human. If I were aiming for the Nocturne line things might be a little different. but this is a launch pad for me.

Transitions from one genre to another are often hard for many authors. The dual nature of our Craft requires us to be diligent in our pursuit of telling the tale we can as best as we can, all while remaining true to ourselves. The funny thing here is that business comes into play.

When we throw business into the mix, we now have to learn to balance career and want, monetary gain and need. What’s best for our souls and our wallets. For many authors, this is where they draw the line. Many won’t waste time on the harlequin trashy romance novel.

Fuck that. I will. Not only do I LIKE the trashy novels, but I can WRITE them. This being a business, I might as well sell out, right?

Or am I just doing what makes great business sense since I’ve seen a large number of authors come from HQ’s umbrella and become bigger names. If business should be about doing what you like, then why not write for this publisher and hit the mainstream NY romance publishers at the same time?

Published in: on August 5, 2010 at 8:50 am  Leave a Comment  
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Throwing Out Writing Tools

This week I officially start plotting my first Harlequin BLAZE submission. This has been a market I’ve loved since I started writing romance almost ten years ago and is an excellent way to get into mass market publication. It seems that many authors I know and read have made the crossover from erotica into romance now that we’re allowed to push the sexual boundaries. Emma Holly and Lora Leigh are two successful authors who have made the transition from one smaller market to a much larger one. Miss Holly used to write steamy erotica for Black Lace before being picked up by Jove. Lora Leigh wrote for the up and coming e-book market before also being picked up by Berkley.

Coming from the E-book market myself, my niche is only slightly different than Miss Leigh’s. Her books are steamy, sexy, and edgy. Mine are BDSM romances and cross a lot of boundaries but for a variety of reasons I’m not able to break into the romance market without a fight. I’m not sure why but it doesn’t matter in the end. I can write a BLAZE or even a Silhouette Nocturne for Harlequin. The crux is that since these novels aren’t going to be my normal action adventure style novels, I have to re-examine my writing tools.

Sure I still must determine premise and goal, character motivation, And I must still plot in my three to four acts but the formula is slightly different than it would be. When writing Category Romances, I’m struggling to get my characters down and keep the emotions exciting, expressible and intense without giving my readers the feeling that if these two don’t end up together then the entire world will end.

Just their world.

I’m not overly concerned with the hero’s journey anymore than I am about the heroine’s. We’re taking them on a trip that concerns matters of the heart and slightly more than that. The Harlequin romance formula isn’t complicated as some would like to believe of it, but the stories must be unique and sexy. My sensuous tales will be shared here shortly. I’m looking forward to plotting and getting started with the actual writing.

Changes in Publishing

The one constant in our lives regardless of industry is that change is certain.  With the publishing industry, this change is no less apparent than anywhere else.  Even as readers continue to see the jobless rate increase, they still spend money on their favorite romance authors.  This is obviously a part of what’s contributing to the change.

With social media sites such as twitter and facebook, readers have an opportunity to get closer to their favorite authors.  I talk routinely on twitter with Yasmine Galenorn and Deidre Knight, both of whom are well respected authors.  Deidre’s also a literary agent with integrity.  But what of the media

True we’re still in the great debate over e-books versus print but what I’ve seen is the following:  E-books emerged some ten plus years ago as a new format for readers who leaned towards hotter, spicier material.  They wanted hotter sex, varied sex and would look into the new formats as a means to discover new authors.  Early on, the first few publishing houses made the leap into Print on Demand format, giving readers a chance to own solid copies of their favorite authors.  More houses picked up this model and modified it while keeping the core focus on their e-book business.

With the development of e-readers like the Kindle and iPad, Barnes and Nobel’s acquisition of Fictionwise, and other industry shifts, New York finally took notice.  For one, Harlequin opened up a new line of e-books under the Nocturne Line called Nocturne Bites, a series of 15k paranormal romance stories with slightly hotter sex that the e-book crowd loves while still giving the ebook authors the Harlequin stamp of approval.

Other New York houses followed suit and realized a need for e-books to be incorporated into their business model.  The theory to me is that if the ebook houses are making money, they’re taking sales from NY and in a recession, that’s bad.

This change has forced a lot of houses under, hurt a lot of authors but allowed those of us who could roll with the changes to grow and emerge as experts.  Take the WriteSEX panel, ( for example.  With the help of my publicist, this group of experts was established to help the writer, both old and new, survive in the publishing field.  Blogging groups are nothing new, but most are not specialized.  I blog for Midnight Seductions Authors once a month, Total E-bounds blog and do guest blogs routinely. But none of these blogs have a specific focus.  Even the GLBT blog started by Jolie DuPre (I think) has a general purpose.  So the advantage here is clear.

By grouping well known and established erotica authors together I have done two things.  First, I’ve helped give them a purpose and career enhancement.  Sure we’ve all danced around each other in various anthologies and events but having us together as a working group with that specific focus puts them back in the spotlight in a time when expertise is definitely needed.

Second, it ties me to them.  For years I’ve had a voice, a valid voice in erotic romance but only now am I coming into my true voice as an erotic romance author.  Yeah, I’m angry, vitriolic, No Spin, famous for throwing bombs but I’m also a talented educator and writer with a lot to offer the industry.

I’ve been a writer for ten years and have watched the industry grow and change.  Right now we’re in for a long ride where only the strong and malleable authors will survive.  Are you riding the wave of change, or fighting it?

Published in: on June 29, 2010 at 7:46 am  Comments (2)  
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