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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby ElaineB » 28 Mar 2010, 01:50

Forumite: BobiR writing as R.G. Emanuelle
Title: The Office Grind
Description: erotica, short story
Publication: Lesbian Lust: Red Hot Erotica
Publisher: Cleis Press (ed. Sacchi Green)
Availability: August 2010
Excerpt:
Casey marveled at the enormity of Nina’s office. “Wow,” she said. “I don’t think the War Room at the Pentagon is this big.” She bounced her hand over the top of each chair that surrounded a long conference table, which was perpendicular to Nina’s desk.

“It’s good to be V.P.,” Nina said with mock arrogance. Throwing her purse on the desk, she followed Casey with a lustful gaze. God, she’s unbelievably sexy. What was she thinking bringing this woman back here? She watched Casey move, watched the way her ass looked in her black jeans. Hot sex with a woman I just picked up in a bar, that’s what. Hot, sweaty sex in her office, where she sat day after day, reviewing boring reports, balancing budgets, and putting up with a pack of smug men who thought nothing of ogling her breasts when she spoke. Well, those pricks only wished for what she was about to give Casey.

When Casey had circled the entire conference table and thumped the last chair, she stepped over to Nina and brushed the hair off her shoulder. Leaning in toward her, Casey kept her eyes locked on Nina’s. Accustomed to being in control, Nina instead felt herself being willed into submission. Their lips met, softly at first, playing and teasing, causing Nina’s breath to come harder and sharper.
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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby ElaineB » 28 Mar 2010, 01:50

Forumite: Jove (formerly LaGringa89) writing as Jove Belle
Title: Love and Devotion
Description: erotica, short story
Publication: Lesbian Lust: Red Hot Erotica
Publisher: Cleis Press (ed. Sacchi Green)
Availability: August 2010
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“I’m going to kill that bastard.” Lonnie’s eyes are on fire, and not the good kind of fire that says I’d touched her in just the right way. Nope, this is more of a spitting mad kind of fire.
I step away. No way I want to get caught at ground zero if she decides to give life to that temper of hers. Fortunately, southern women are simple—a glass of whiskey and a little bit of time is the standard therapy session. I pour four fingers of Jack Daniels, add some ice, and pass it to Lonnie.

“Thanks, sugar.” She closes her eyes and tips the glass. The lines of her face soften.

I wait until the first sip passes her lips and ask, “Which bastard?” No doubt she’s talking about her husband, but since I like to pretend he doesn’t exist, I force her to tell me.

She drains the whiskey and hands me the glass before answering. “That no good, lying, cheating man I married.”

I debate refilling the glass. If Glen cheated on Lonnie…mercy. She’ll need more comfort than I—and an entire fifth of JD—can offer her. I set the glass on the counter.

The flush in Lonnie’s cheeks runs down her neck and covers her chest. Explosion be damned, I want to touch, to ride the wave of her slightly labored breathing with my tongue. I move closer to her, bend my face to her neck, and inhale deeply. The sweet subtle scent of honeysuckle and lavender surround me, drawing me in. I exhale long and soft against her skin. “Tell me what happened.”

She tilts her head to the side, opening the line of her neck to me. “Glen’s having an affair.”

“I’m sorry, baby.” I trace my fingers over the buttons closing the front of her dress and sprinkle whisper kisses across her chest, following the line of her open collar to tease the hint of cleavage.

“With a woman half his age, no less.” Her words are softer, less combative.

“Really?” I pressed in tighter, drawing her to me. That Glen would have an affair with a younger woman doesn’t surprise me. That it would be a condemning point for Lonnie does. I run one hand down her side, over her hips, lower and lower as I inch the fabric of her skirt up with my fingers.

“She’s younger than Leann.” Lonnie stiffens slightly and I circle her with my other arm, spreading my fingers wide against her low back and hold her firm against me. Leann is Lonnie’s youngest daughter. At twenty-three, she’s a year older than me.
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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby ElaineB » 28 Mar 2010, 01:51

Forumite: Jove (formerly LaGringa89) writing as Jove Belle
Title: The Gallows
Description: Arrghhh! Tales of women pirates.
Publication: Skulls & Crossbones
Publisher: Bedazzled Ink (ed. Andi Marquette & R. G. Emanuelle)
Availability: Out now. Look here for details: http://bedazzledink.com/?page_id=214
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You found her leaning over a soldier, her knife pressed to his throat, her hand grabbing for the purse tied to his belt.

“You okay, boy?”

The man struggled at the sound of your voice, sure he’d found his freedom in the distraction. She pushed her knife into his skin, carving deep, ear to ear. He gurgled, his hands grasping at his throat, his gold forgotten.

She stood before you, blood and other bits clinging to her clothes and skin, grinning like a fool with her hard-won purse of gold clenched tightly in her fist, her first kill flopping on the ground behind her.

That’s when the tables turned. She no longer sought your counsel. She had tasted the bloody excitement of death and took to it like a child with a fistful of sweets. Her heartless zeal both pleased and frightened you. And because you hadn’t experienced real fear in too many years to count, you were excited. You watched her and felt alive.

Because it wasn’t part of the main stores, but a scalp taken during the heat of battle, she kept that purse as her own, not tossing it in to be doled out to the crew. You clapped your hand on her shoulder as you crossed the deck toward the other captain. “Well done, boy. Well done.”
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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby ElaineB » 17 Apr 2010, 01:16

Forumite: bhdaviesuk writing as Barbara Davies
Title: "Shaitan's Daughter"
Description: Pirate short story
Publication: Lacuna: A Journal of Historical Fiction
Availability: Online now.
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“Shaitan's Daughter” they called her, and she certainly looked the part. Dealing out death with her hawk-headed scimitar, a feral smile on her lips, while the breeze off the ocean tried to snatch off her cap.
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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby deej » 09 Jun 2010, 01:07

Forumite: Lynette Mae

Piece title: Faithful Service Silent Hearts

Description: Novel (about 90,000 words)

Publisher: Regal Crest

Availability: May 2011, print and ebook

Excerpt Coming soon. lol Ta da, she sent it. lol

Sometime around midnight she lay awake staring at the ceiling while absently tracing the curve of Jillian’s shoulder. She kissed the top of Jillian’s head where it rested on her chest, thankful for the sound of her deep, steady breathing signalling that she slept soundly. The comfort of feeling their bodies fused together did little to erase the anger building within her. Devon could feel it churning inside. She was tired of everyone trying to make her hate herself. Make her change. Hide. First her mother, then her teachers, and now the military; it was always the same. Her whole life she had tried to be a good daughter. She knew she was a good student and a damn good soldier. She was a military officer, for chrissake, had sworn an oath to defend her nation willingly. Devon knew she would do her duty without question. So what did they care who she loved?

She looked down at Jillian, the peacefulness of sleep belying the fear and turmoil in her life right now. Would she ever be able to trust that their love was enough? Give Devon the chance to protect her and show her not everyone was out to hurt her? She tried to imagine what might be next, but couldn’t. Would an MP come for Devon today to escort her to her first “interview”?

“No goddamned queer is living under my roof.” Her mother’s voice came out of nowhere. It was just like that again. The military was saying they didn’t want them in their house. Why? Frustrated, Devon stared into the darkness, battling her inner demons and searching for the answers that always seemed to elude her.




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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby ElaineB » 11 Jun 2010, 01:35

Forumite: ElaineB writing as Elaine Burnes
Piece title: “Tracy Arm”
Description: 5,560 word short story
Publisher: Khimairal Ink magazine
Availability: October 2010, free online
Excerpt:
The small cruise ship drifted across a steel-colored plane and a light fog blurred the line between horizon and sky. Mist draped the forested shore, unmarked by humans. Kate sat at the end of her bunk and leaned against the cabin window, watching three humpback whales float by, not fifty feet from the deck railing. The deep whoosh of a fourth whale, exhaling as it surfaced, sounded through the room, and a cloud of water vapor shot skyward. The massive form then slipped beneath the still water.

Kate's breath fogged the window, and she shivered from the morning chill penetrating the glass. She decided not to wake Stephanie, snoring softly in the other bunk. The solitude fit perfectly, familiar now, almost comforting.
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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby ElaineB » 20 Aug 2010, 03:16

Forumite: ElaineB writing as Elaine Burnes
Piece title: “The Game”
Description: 1,849 word short story
Publication: Best Lesbian Romance 2011
Publisher: Cleis Press
Availability: Fall 2010
Excerpt:
My opponent was a striking woman, that’s what had made me challenge her. I wanted to see her bend and reach, to be able to look at her while she concentrated on her shot, unable to look back at me. Tall, solid, and confident, she wore her hair cut short on the sides but long on top, with a tantalizing lock draped over her right brow. Flecks of gray added to the allure. She’d been around the block a few times. She knew what she was doing.

She took her game seriously, circling the table, eyeing her options. The sleeves of her denim shirt were rolled to the elbow, exposing lean, muscled forearms. Her shirt tucked into black jeans that fit tight, but well, decorated by a thick leather belt with a large silver buckle. She leaned over the table. Her hands could easily break the cue stick, I thought, yet held it gently, her right wrist fluid like a violinist’s. Her left hand splayed on the felt bed, thumb and index finger supporting the stick. She wore a ring, but so did I.
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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby ElaineB » 21 Aug 2010, 01:18

Forumite: deej writing as DeJay
Piece title: Redemption
Description: Novel
Publisher: Regal Crest
Availability: Sept. 2011
Blurb:
Architect, Mackenzie Taylor will tell you she's married, that love transcends eternity, and vows are meant to be honored. She builds homes through her business, helps to rebuild lives through her volunteer work at a women's crisis center and strives to build self-esteem in children with special needs as sponsor and coach of Team Bella. What she can't rebuild is her family. The deaths of her wife, Isabella and their daughter, Bella, haunt her every breath. While she attended a business meeting they were kidnapped and senselessly murdered. The guilt is all encompassing.

Emily O'Brien, a widow, and straight, arrives in town to open KK's Book Emporium. She lives in the apartment above the store where she struggles to make a new life for herself and her orphaned grandchildren.

Renee McVee's partner, Emily's daughter, was killed by a drunk driver, on the way to pick up her children from school. Renee's response to her grief is to drown her sorrows.

Redemption takes a gritty look at domestic violence and how it influences the lives of these three women and how they learn to deal with the devastating fallout. It is also a story of love, old and new. It answers the question, is it possible to love again?
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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby ElaineB » 02 Jan 2011, 23:57

Forumite: Sacchi writing as Sacchi Green
Piece title: “The Gift”
Description: 2,300 word short story
Publication: Best Lesbian Romance 2011
Publisher: Cleis Press
Availability: January 2011
Excerpt:
The desert under the full moon lay still and serene, as though the storms of war and of nature had never swept across it. With a bit of squinting and a dose of wishful thinking, Lou could almost fancy that the pale expanse of sand was a snowfield. But the distant hills to the north and the ice-glazed the mountains of the Hindu Kush far beyond weren’t the Swiss Alps, and only imagination spurred by loneliness could show Meg, in her trim ski kit, tracing elegant curves across the slopes and throwing up plumes of new powder as she raced by. Or sinking into a hot tub at the end of an exhilarating day, skin flushed by more than the rising steam.

Sand or snow. Made no difference. What mattered was that it was Christmas, and Lou was four time zones away from Meg. No, wait, Switzerland wasn’t as far from Afghanistan as their home in England. Three time zones. Or three-and-a-half—and how had that half-hour bit got stuck in, anyway? Never mind. She tilted her bottle and drank the next-to-last draught of water. Almost midnight here, just mid-evening in the Alps. Meg would be at dinner with friends, or already partying in one chalet or another. That was as it should be, no matter how much Lou longed to be with her. They’d planned the ski holiday long before Lou’s orders had come through, and it was better for Meg to go than to sit alone at home. Except that home was where Lou needed most to envision her. To envision them both, together.

Bugger envisioning! Lou needed to see Meg right now, tonight, if only for a moment.
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Re: Our Authors Their Sales

Postby ElaineB » 13 Feb 2011, 06:36

Forumite: Sacchi writing as Connie Wilkins
Piece title: The Windskimmer
Description: 5200 word fantasy short story
Publication: Hellebore and Rue: Tales of Queer Women and Magic, ed. Joselle Vanderhooft and Catherine Lundoff (E-book)
Publisher: Drollerie Press http://drolleriepress.com/
Availability: February 11, 2011

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In the gap between the peaks an eye opened, and shut; a swift, subtle wink in the clear dawn sky.

A dozen years slid from Menka's shoulders. Anticipation prickled through her veins like sparkling wine, until annoyance dulled that first, involuntary surge of joy. How arrogant of Aviel to assume she would be watching!

Arrogant, as always, but not wrong. On days like this, when the still air began to stir with a light, steady breeze from the west, Menka would sometimes dismiss the class of drowsy young apprentices gathered about her, climb to the sanctum of her hillside lodge, and watch the sky above the mountain pass. It was a ritual of remembrance only; she had never expected to see that signal again.

But it had come. She was not yet so old or nostalgic for past exploits as to imagine it. And now, knowing just where to look, she could discern the faint shimmer of heat that revealed even the best-veiled windskimmer to a practiced eye.

She assessed breeze and sky again. All greenwrights needed knowledge of the weather, but Menka's had become heightened in her travels with Aviel. It would be two hours or more before the craft cleared the thickly planted fields and orchards to touch down on the meadow by the river. Time enough to drum into stubborn young heads more of the skills they needed, however much they would rather rely on inborn talent alone.
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