Snippet Saturday – Weaponry

Today’s snippet theme is Weaponry. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Shadow Dance…

Sighing again Yadira widened her stance. A crackle filled her and in each hand she felt the cold touch of metal. Bringing her arm forward she crossed her swords in front of her. She looked up at them and felt cold purpose fill her. They stopped and looked at her, shocked.

“Shit you didn’t say she was a Zuri Maji,” a male voice said.

Yadira could hear the fear in his voice. She looked out at them through glowing eyes, smiling as she saw first fear on their faces, then speculation. She saw their intent in their eyes a second before they rushed her. In a blur of motion she moved, taking out the first set that came at her. Knocking them back and across the cave with the dull side of her sword she heard them hit a wall, then silence. She wasn’t trying to kill them, just incapacitate them so she could leave. She would let the Rarities Incorporated protector agents deal with the clean up. She flashed her swords in a quick slicing motion making the three remaining men stumble back up from her. Yadira watched them.

One man sneered, “You missed.”

Smiling she replied, “I didn’t.”

Even as she said it their shirts fell off of them in tatters while their pants dropped to their ankles.

Looking down Yadira tsked. “Big egos and little penises.”

Fury washed over the faces of the men. Then they bulked up. Surprised, Yadira realized they were vamps. Having already pegged the others knocked out against the wall as shifters she wondered what they were doing together. A sound behind her made her turn. As she jumped back from the reaching claws she felt them nick her. She saw blood well and start to drip down the side of her now gaping vest and shirt. Furious, she looked back at the shifter who had snuck up on her. Sizing them up, she knew they would not be taken off guard so easily.

“Bring it,” Yadira growled.

“You shouldn’t turn you back on your adversaries.” With her head thrown back the woman laughed—an ugly sound that made her beautiful face go savage.

Twisting out of the way, Yadira eluded the arms of the vamps behind her. She used her powers, ran to the wall and ran up it until she rested with her feet planted on the ceiling. The attackers looked at her and they started to climb the walls. Yadira felt a strange sensation then tumbled from the ceiling. She tucked herself into a ball, spun and landed on her feet. With a silent swear Yadira knew she had to make quick work of them. She reached behind her back and touched the tattoo at the base of her spine, felt it heat and bringing her hand up she threw the Maji Stars at the men in quick succession. They each exploded in a rain of ash. With a twist she threw the last one at the woman coming up behind her. The woman shifted out of the way and it nicked her in the shoulder.

The woman look was furious as she wavered and then was gone. “We’ll meet again Maji.”

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Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween! May you get lots of candy. I forgot to get myself some candy corn and caramel which are my fav. Will have to go out and get some later.

Proud Aunty Moment

I got an almost incoherent voicemail from my nephew. All I heard is "I won" then babbling, screaming and what I am sure was dancing. I grinned at the message since I knew he had written an essay and entered a contest. He won.

I called him back and then more screaming ensued. LOL. He was so excited. He won for his grade in his school.

The prize a laptop with all the bells and whistles. I'm so proud.

Fall Start and Stop

Fall is here and the weather has been up and down. Some days are nice and warmer than usual while others are below seasonal temps. It has been unpredictable.

Similar to what I have been going through with my writing. I’ve been a fall cleaning mood. Been organizing what I want to write for the rest of the year and making plans for next year. I would be further along but when I read through some files I get caught up in the story and have to jot down some ideas. While it is a good thing it makes my fall organization go in starts and stops. I am making some headway with my organization although it is slow.

So I’m working on my fall start and stop of organization. It’s been fun revisiting old stories and seeing then since time has passed with fresh eyes. More stories are popping up as I go along. I am tempted to start writing but I am not just taking notes as I go along. My fall start and stop so far has been very fruitful.

Snippet Saturday – Emotional

Today’s snippet theme is Emotional. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Golden Seduction…

The man looked at her his expression shifting to curiosity. “Who’s Sonya?”

Confused Laila looked at him. “She sent you as my gift.”

The man shook his head.” I don’t know anyone named Sonya. I came out of the card.”

Dread filled her. Laila felt his hands drop away. A glance over her shoulder at the table showed the empty tarot card and next to it was the crown and scepter. Turning back to the man her eyes dropped and she noted for the first time the necklace with a fish on it around his neck. Looking closer she realized it was of a dolphin and in the place of its eye there was a cordierite. Her knowledge of rare gems helped her recognize what it was. Looking back at the man she saw he watched her patiently unmoving.

“Thane combat mode now.” Laila screamed as she jumped off the man’s lap and ran around the couch away from him.

“Combat mode armed,” a male voice stated.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Thane take form and go after the man. Knowing she had only seconds to get to her office before the man realized Thane couldn’t touch him Laila ran down the hall. Reaching the door of her office she saw Gertrude and Renaldo racing toward her from the other end of the hall. Rushing into her office she waited from them to enter. They shot past the office. Swearing Laila wondered why they would pick now to not follow the command that she and Sonya had trained them to do in case they ever were attacked.

Glancing frantically around her office for something to fight with Laila cursed again. It wouldn’t matter what she got she didn’t know how to fight anyway. Seeing a stapler and a letter opener on the desk she snatched them up. Grimacing she knew she looked stupid and it wouldn’t protect her but maybe she could catch him off guard and rescue Gertrude and Renaldo. Turning she faced the door and waited for him to come after her. After a few minutes her arms started to ache. Lowering them she crept to the door and peeked around it. The hall was empty and the house strangely silent. A lump formed in her throat. He had to have killed Gertrude and Renaldo. They hated strangers and attacked them. Furious Laila stepped into the hall brandishing her stapler and letter opener. She would kill him for that.

Stomping down the hall she went into the living room and said. “I’m going to kill you mother fuc—”

She trailed off in shock at the sight before her. Renaldo and Gertrude were lying at the man’s feet looking up at him silently. The man’s back was to her as he waved his hand in the air cutting through the holographic image of Thane.

“Amazing,” the man said doing it again.

Thane looked at him a sardonic look on his holographic face. “Stop doing that.”

The man looked startled then stepped back. “You speak. What are you?”

Thane replied in a St Thomian accent, his preferred tone, “Thane. A fully free thinking LB3000.”

The man frowned. “What is that?”

Thane looked at the man exasperation clear on his caramel toned holographic face. “Ask her.”

He waved long tapered fingers toward her. The man turned to look at her as if just realizing she was there.

Looking away form his intense gaze Laila looked at Thane. “Disengage combat mode.”

Thane nodded his head and winked out. Walking over to where the man stood Laila took a seat on the couch and looked at him.

“Who are you?”

The man looked at her and cocked his head. “You’re no longer afraid of me. Why?”

Shrugging Laila gestured. “Them.”

The man looked down at Gertrude and Renaldo then back at her. “The shifters make you trust me.”

“No they are pets. Not shifters.”

The man looked at her then back at Gertrude and Renaldo horror on his face. “Pets? You keep them contained.”

Looking back at her there was fury on his face. “Release them at once.”

Laila, having dealt with men who thought they could control her before, sighed. “No they cannot change from one form to another.”

The man looked back at them again then knelt on the floor beside them. They clamored up to him. Reaching out he stroked first Gertrude’s head then Renaldo’s.

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Fall Changes

Ah fall is upon us. The trees are a changing and the weather is a coming. There is crispness in the air a fresh feel if you will.

Fall leading into the end of the year is the time when I start organizing my house to get ready for a new year. I take clean everything from my curtains, organize my linen closet, cabinets, clothing and the list goes on and on. It is a time of renewal in my household and I get into cleaning and organization frenzy. It is just something about the scent of fall that gets me moving. Maybe it is because of winter coming and I spend more times indoors to get away from the cold. A form of hibernation. LOL. So I want everything warm and comfortable.

With these fall changes I have felt revitalized. It has also gotten me into the mood to evaluate what is in my writing plans. So I’ve organized the books I want to write for the rest of this year and the time frame I want to complete them in. Also have a tentative schedule for some projects for next year. Plan to use the time inside from the cold to get something done.

Fall a wonderful change of season. A great time to get a cup of hot chocolate put it next to my computer and get to writing. Write On.

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Snippet Saturday – Holiday

Today’s snippet theme is Holiday. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Veils Rising…

Clenching her fist, Dilana thumped the glass again. “I hate Christmas. When will it be over?”

“In ten days, on December 26 at midnight.”

Dilana stiffened at the sound of the unfamiliar male voice that rolled over her like a silken caress. Turning away from the window, Dilana locked eyes with warm whiskey amber eyes with flecks of green. Her first impression was of restrained power. The stranger had to be at least six inches taller than her own height of five-eleven, making him six-five. His face was a sensual array of panels and sharp angles. He surpassed being handsome into the devastating category. His full lips quirked with a hint of laughter while his dark brown hair was slicked away from his face. The end of a braid rested over his shoulder, curling against his chest.

With a glance down, she took in his light brown shirt and dark brown slacks that complimented his light sienna skin while fitting his body impeccably. Despite his clothing she could see he was rippling with muscles.

“However, the holiday season doesn’t officially end until January 2 at midnight.” His voice reminded her of Cajun gumbo—hot, thick and spicy.

The hint of mischief on his face was at odds with the intensity she felt coming off him in waves. A flash of desire seemed to go over his face but was quickly suppressed. When he moved forward closer to the desk with sensuous grace, she felt the raw animal magnetism surrounding him race up her arm along her skin. Stifling her gasp, Dilana continued to watch him. He came around the desk and lifted his hand. Without any conscious thought, her hand flashed up to stop him from touching her. She felt the strength of the muscle in his arm before a vision crashed over her.

The man was talking in the flowing patois of Cajun French. Not the one she had been taught in school. The dialect was different, more earthy. She was able to interpret a few words. Heritage, lost and danger were the predominant ones. She couldn’t see whom he was speaking to.

Time rushed forward.

The man smiled with an intense look of a hunter. The look of lust on his face made her quiver in desire and a little fear. He circled a woman. She saw the woman’s face was turned away, her breathing was harsh and shuddering. Glancing down, she saw the woman wore a delicate necklace she couldn’t make it out completely. It seemed to be just out of sight. Looking lower, she saw the woman was bare except for jewelry. The brilliance of the gold, white gold and precious stones shone against the woman’s rich, dark caramel skin.

A diamond and ruby lay side by side as they covered each nipple clamp while one chain of white gold offset with flecks of diamonds and another gold chain offset with flecks of rubies fell down on one side. A glance showed her the other side was the same. The chains led down to attach to various chains intersecting around the woman’s waist. The chains alternated between one row of chains made of white gold with miniature diamonds hanging from them and a row of gold chains with miniature rubies hanging down. The chains stopped just above her hips with a diamond and ruby fused together covering her mound. The woman moaned, drawing her attention.

Glancing up, she locked eyes with dark grey. She gulped, realizing she was looking at herself. A vibrating feeling hit her clit and as she looked on she and her future image shuddered and moaned simultaneously. An orgasm started to build from deep within, ripping outward. The woman bowed as she bowed.

Wrenching herself out of the vision, Dilana jerked her hand off his arm. She watched as the man stepped back. She tried to control her breathing as the feel of the golden chains against her skin slowly faded.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to crowd you,” the man said stiffly. “I’ll just leave this with you.” He put down the folder he held and the card. He turned and left before she could get her wits about her to say a word.

Dilana took a deep breath cursing herself and reached for the folder. Pulling out her chair, she took a seat as she opened the folder. Her breath stalled. “Shit.”

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2007.
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Familiar faces with no names

Going to and from work, walking down the street in my neighborhood or even at work I have lots of people I converse with yet I do not know their names. Strange but true. It wasn't until the other day I realized it. And I though about it and started to chuckle.

First lets start with my going to and from work. I'm sure many of you see the same faces each day in your travels as you go to and from work. In my case it is on my subway ride. Since I leave to go to work around the same time each day and go home around the same time. The faces I see become familiar to me. As I've gotten used to seeing theses faces I nod hello and smile and they return it. I've even had a few long conversations with some of these familiar faces. And even with all our conversations we have never once exchanged names.

When I walk through my neighborhood I see familiar faces. The owner of the mini mart, hair dressers and other shops. Or my neighbor down the street who I stop and say hello to. We chat about things happening in the neighborhood then go on our way. A few I know their names yet there is a couple I do not. Yet I have conversation and we go on our way without exchanging names. LOL.

At my day job I get on the elevator, walk down the hall or so on and say hi and chat with a variety of people. Again some I know names of but others I don't. Yet those familiar faces with no names we talk to each other and part without ever once asking each others names.

When I realized this a few days ago I at first was going to tell my familiar faces with no names what my name was but then I changed my mind. I like the mystery of not knowing their names. Maybe someday when they realize we don't know each others name they will mention it and we can have a laugh about it. LOL. So for now I continue my greeting, chatting and so on with those familiar faces with no name.

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Snippet Saturday – Character in Danger

Today’s snippet theme is Character in Danger. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Onyx Moon Rising…

The woman who had spoken before shook her head, got to her knees, and slapped the man next to her. “Continue, you fool.”

She turned and sprung across the clearing heading for Tashana. Spinning out of the way, Tashana felt claws rake her arm. Hissing, she turned and punched out. The woman flew across the clearing, seemed to catch herself and then flew back at her. Spinning in the air, Tashana back-kicked her in the chest. The woman screamed in rage and caught her foot. She dragged Tashana and flung her across the clearing. Hitting the ground hard, Tashana rolled to get out of the way as the woman punched down, breaking the earth. A loud screech rent the air. Tashana looked up and saw a spear buried in Sanjay’s dragon chest. She gasped but didn’t worry, it couldn’t kill him. The woman punched down again and Tashana grabbed her fist.

Using her as leverage, Tashana kicked up with her legs while pushing out with her palm. The woman flew backward, her feet raking the ground. The woman caught herself and smiled. A sound of anguish rent the air. Glancing up, Tashana’s heart stopped as Sanjay plummeted out of the sky. Calling back the power from the clones, Tashana threw her hand open in Sanjay’s direction . A golden net caught him and lowered him to the floor. He shifted back to human form, gasping. Tashana stumbled back as the woman punched her in her chest. Tashana grabbed her hand, twisted it and pushed out with her fist hitting the woman in the chest. She poured all her power into her. The woman screamed, shuddered and dropped. Stepping over her, Tashana stumbled and fell to her knees, too weak to walk. Dragging herself to Sanjay, she touched him and felt the coolness of his skin.

“Sanjay, what’s wrong?” Tashana was frantic.

He gurgled.” Poison.”

She was confused. ”Poison can’t kill a dragon.”

Sanjay gasped. “It is the same that killed my father.”

Tashana’s heart stopped. He hadn’t told her how his father died. Dragging herself over him, she touched his chest trying to pull it out of him. She was too weak.

“No!” Tashana screamed.

A backwash of power swept over her. Looking up she saw more Deathwalkers fill the clearing. They advanced. She was too weak to duplicate help. Using her last burst of energy, she brought her swords to her. Using them as leverage, she stood slowly and painfully. Bringing them up in front of her, she prepared to fight until her last breath. The Deathwalkers screamed and rushed her.

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2007.
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Contemplation

For sometime now I've been thinking on some things. Working my way to some decisions I need to make.

My friends and family will tell you before I make any important decisions I think it through. I might already have an instinctive response on what I want to do but before I leap I weigh the pro and cons. I have to have it all clear in my mind before I make a decision. After I do all my thinking and then I make a choice if I agree then I am full steam ahead. And I get intensely focused to make whatever I'm doing work.

For example when I write a book based on a theme for one of my publishers I work out how this would work and if it is something I want to do. If I decided to then I get into my research frame of mind. Then I get down and ready to write. On the other hand if I don't then I let it go as not for me. Another example is various joint authored projects I've done. I've been on both spectrums of partnerships. Ones that work and others where you have to let go. Working with a writing partner is interesting and when it works it can be an adrenaline rush. Ideas coming on fast. You and your writing partner melding is a dynamic mind blowing thing. I love working of those sort of projects.  Then there can be those times when it just doesn't work and you need to walk away before it gets to the point of no return. In both my examples I thought of what I would or would not do. Made decisions that shaped something else.

Each step causes an effect. Good, bad or indifferent something happens based on choices you make. Of course there is no way to know which way the effect will go. That is beyond anyone control but at least when I make a clear decision I can accept whatever may come of what I decided.

I'm at the stage of weigh the pros and cons. Have been for sometime. I'm not rushing it because it is to important too. So back to my contemplation.

Snippet Saturday - Dialog

Today’s snippet theme is Dialog. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from God Style Temptation…

Frustrated Aurora screamed. “What the fuck are you?”

He smiled, a nasty little twist of his lips. “Besides the man who saved you pretty little ass from being a popsicle? A god.”

Hearing that Aurora felt fury flash through her. Not stopping to think she headed straight for him. The man’s eyes dropped and he grinned, a devilish quirk of his lips. Realizing she was still naked and he was ogling her Aurora was even angrier. Slowing she added more sway in her hips and watched his eyes light in appreciation. She looked at him and saw his smile widen. Returning his smile she let her hand flash up to deck him. He caught it.

“Uh-huh not that again. You’re such a violent little thing.” The man’s tone was calm.

Ignoring his comment she swung with her other hand. He sighed and caught it too. He raised an eyebrow as if saying “now what”. From how they were standing she estimated he was about six three to her six feet. Jerking her head forward she hit him with it. She felt his nose break, as was her intention. A grim smile curved her lips. He let her go and stepped back. Swinging at him again Aurora found her hand caught. Instinctively she swung with the other. He again caught it then turned her around and pulled them behind her back. Jerking her head back she tried to hit him with her head.

“Shit. Will you calm down?” the man growled.

Straining against his hold Aurora gritted out, “Fuck you, Cupid or Claude or whatever the hell your name is. I have eighty-seven more of those to give you. You mother fu—”

The man sighed and said softly. “I’m not Cupid.”

She stilled and gasped realizing she was plastered against his body. His next word distracted her.

“Although I can relate, why do you want to kick Cupid’s ass?” His tone was matter of fact.

“You’re hurting me. Let me go first.” Aurora demanded although he wasn’t.

He scoffed. “Liar.”

“Let me go.”

“Only if you promise not to hit me again.”

“Fine I won’t hit you again. I only connected twice.” Although it galled her to say it out loud.

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2008.
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A Jell-O day

Jell-O take me away. Today has been one of those days and I need me some Jell-O one of my comfort things. Those who know me know the quickest way to get me out of a pissy mood or just to make me smile is to give me some Jell-O. And if you want me to get really happy and maybe do a shimmy for you put some whipped cream on it. So I’m about to get me some Jell-O.

Snippet Saturday - First Paragraph

Today’s snippet theme is First Paragraph. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Silk and Shadows…

Welcome to Club Immortality, where all your desires will be fulfilled. Nothing is taboo, and privacy is a guarantee. We have been in existence for many centuries, hidden from those who are sensually unaware. Now, with the permission of some of our patrons, we are about to bring you into the most exclusive club. With our tales, we hope you will become enlightened.

In our current tale, we find a retired Htrae Elf who is a loner, and a woman who craves something more. What they both find is that what we long for isn’t always as we expected. When desire and fate meet, it creates a combustion that will take you on a journey--a journey that will leave you forever changed.

I'm Syn, and this is my mate, Micah. Sit back, be tantalised, titillated, and most of all, let go of your inhibitions.

Syn & Micah

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Let me Speak I have a Voice

“Come on it should go this way.” Voice A states.

“No I want it this way.” Voice B defends

“You better let me speak or…” Voice A warns.

“Or else what?” Voice B shoots back.

“I won’t say a word and we’ll see how far you get without me.” Voice A said with no inflection in the tone.

“Okay lets compromise.” Voice B suggests.

Voice A and B watch each other then sit down to discuss.

This is a mythical conversation between a writer (Voice B) and the characters (Voice A).

As a writer it is hard when you have vision of how a story will go then it takes a different turn because of how the characters want it to be. Characters have personalities, wants, desires, and opinions just like anyone else. I learned long ago to let them flow as they are supposed to. I learned to work together instead of against each other. This helps me create vivid real people and paranormal beings that make you want to laugh, cry, fight, and love with them. Writing takes a mix of all parts working together.

Don’t get me wrong in no way it is always roses and harmony but I've learned to work together. This is about getting the best story out to you the reader. In the process of creating characters that live you must keep true to the characters. Years ago this was hard for me. I had a vision I wanted but it didn't ring true to the characters. When I realized in order to make the best book I would have to get deep inside the characters psyche I learned to listen and get their personalities so it rings true. It is a balancing act that you work on for each book to get it just where it needs to be.

Even when I read I can tell if a "voice" of the characters. I don’t know if that’s just me but I do and I enjoy novels that the characters voice is real more. Even some characters that stick with me even after the story is finished I take with me as I sleep. They pop up in my dreams. That to me is a sign of a great book. Characters that stay with you afterwards and make you wonder what is going on in their lives.

With my own characters that I have already written I don’t have to wonder. They pop up in my dreams also letting me know they are still there. When I am on a roll with a new character they won’t let me sleep or have a moment to myself. LOL. Yeah my mind is full and I love it.

My question to you. How does the characters in any novel you have read or written speak to you?

Simple Joy - Going to a Movie

I enjoy going to the movies but I haven't been to the theater in a little bit. Well let me clarify that. I haven't made time to go to the movies. I did go this summer when my sis was visiting but only because she said lets go to a movie. And off we went. But I haven't gone to one by myself just because I decided to go. I used to go to the movies often and also have dinner. It was a treat I gave to myself.

Well I saw a preview of a movie and said I wanted to go. Lately I usually say this and then forget or get to busy. This time I bought my tickets in advance and made time to actually go. On the day of my movie (2 actually. I decided to make a day of it) I got up excited and off I went to my movie. As I walked into the movie theater and saw the crowds of people also going to someone of the various movies the theater offers I got this feeling. There is just this feeling when you go to a movie theater. The best way I can describe it is a mixture of excitement and camaraderie with fellow movie goers.

Off I went to find the theater my movie was in. When I got there I took a seat and looked around at the other people. People were talking about a variety of things. When the lights flickered and went down it got quite. Previews started and I was on my way to my movie experience. Once the movie started I was swept away in the story. I relaxed back, ate popcorn and enjoyed the show. The other movie goers and myself laughed, grumbled and cried as the show went on . Before I knew it the movie was done and the lights came up. As I exited the theater people were chatting about the movie. It was fascinating listening to other people thoughts on what we had just seen.

I went to my next movie and it was just as good as the first. When I left the theater after and saw the lines of more people on the way to the movies I smiled and made myself a promise I would go to the movies more often. Besides all the previews I saw whetted my appetite for more movies. I made a list of some I want to see.

Glancing once more at the crowds waiting to go to their show I could see excitement, camaraderie and fun. Even spotted some people on dates (grin). That was my simple joy - going to a theater to see a movie. What things you enjoy have you done lately?

Snippet Saturday - Kicking Ass

Today’s snippet theme is main character kicking ass. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Golden Seduction…

Turning quickly, she saw the sword coming down toward her.

Ah, fuck, Laila thought as she watched it lower.

Looking at the sword, Laila waited for the bite of metal to hit her. Without a thought her hands flashed up and caught the sword before it could hit her. Startled, she looked into the shocked eyes of the man.

Then he grinned and growled. “I’m going to gut you, bitch.”

Something clicked inside her and Laila felt a cold draft fill her.

She smiled and watched fear fill his face. “You’re about to get your ass kicked, asshole.”

Holding the blade with one hand, her other hand flashed forward, palm open and she hit him, sending him across the clearing. Watching him fly, a distant part of Laila’s mind wondered what the hell was going on. Taking his sword, she flipped it high in the air, turned and swept her foot out, knocking the man coming behind her off his feet. Putting her hands palm together, she hit him mid-chest and he flew across the clearing and hit a tree. It broke and the man slumped on the ground.

Laila’s mouth dropped open. Hearing a sound, she spun again, kicked the man coming up behind her and he flew across the clearing. Spinning, she flipped out of the way of another, spun into a roundhouse kick and using the man as leverage, she flew up in the air and caught the sword she had thrown, flipping over and landing on the ground. Sliding her left leg out, she held the sword and balanced, looking at them. She registered the shock on Aleneic’s face then they came at her furiously. Laila spun and used the sword in a fast circular motion, drawing them back. She looked at them then smiled a nasty grin and beckoned them with her other hand. They charged.

How the hell and I doing this? Laila thought as she spun, back kicked, roundhouse kicked and sliced and diced, fighting them back. After a few moments the clearing was empty. Laila looked over at Aleneic, shock coursing through her. Looking around her, she saw there was a pile of men—some human, some half animal and others full animal.

Aleneic came up to her and took the sword out of her hand. He threw it to the side and looked at her.

“I thought you said you couldn’t fight.”

Laila shook her head. “I can’t. Whatever you did to me, thanks.”

He looked confused. “I didn’t do anything.”

“You didn’t. What the hell happened?”

Aleneic looked around the clearing. “You kicked ass.”

Laughing, Laila wrapped her arms around his neck. “I did.”

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2007.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

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Sasha White
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Keeping it Real

One of the biggest things with me is keeping it real. Being false takes to much time, energy and nosy being you will shine through. I don’t have time for it. Don’t surround myself with it. So what you see is what you get. This keeping it real extends to my reading choices and my own writing.

No matter if it is a sci fi, paranormal, contemporary or any genre in between making your characters believable is what I look for in a book and in my own writing. They could for example do many wondrous things with a wave of their finger but make sure that at their core they are real. I’ve had a discussion with a few friends of mine concerning paranormal, sci fi and other genres which feature characters that may not be human. Simply put “they are human with extras” which in my opinion means they feel the same emotionally as any human does. They are looking for love as we do. They cry as we do when needed and all that. They are real.

Yes they may have the power to control things around them or fight to the bitter end. But that one moment when they show their real side that emotional moment will get me every time. My favorite emotional moments in books is when an author can bring me to tears. And I’ll admit that I enjoy writing scenes in my novels that I know will make a reader cry. It can be tears of joy or going for the emotional jugular. Grabbing you in that place where that deep well of emotion is and touching a cord in you that makes the eyes burn, the breath hic up then the tears fall. Yeah I know I’m strange but it is real.

Share some scenes or books that came across as real to you or brought some sort of emotion that caught you and you remember.

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Snippet Saturday - Worldbuilding

Today’s snippet theme is Worldbuilding. This is how I came up with the concept for my Club Immortality Series.

Imagine if you will there is a place you can go that knows what you want. What you need. What is your darkest desire. A desire that you won’t even admit to yourself. A place where being different is embraced and you don’t have to hide what you are. The needs you have. A place where you may find Mr. or Ms Right or in some cases Mr. or Ms. Right for Now.

Welcome to Club Immortality where all you desires will be fulfilled. Nothing is taboo and privacy is a guarantee. We have been in existence for many centuries. Hidden from those who are sensually unaware. Now with the permission of some of our patrons we are about to bring you into the most exclusive club. With our tales we hope you will become enlightened.

I’m Micah and this is my mate Syn. Sit back, be tantalized, titillated and most of all let go your inhibitions.

Syn and Micah

From the opening welcome from the owners of Club Immortality I bring you into a world where embracing being you is expected. When I created Club Immortality I wanted a haven of sorts for the supernatural community to find their own sensual fulfillment. A place where even a supernatural being could find whatever was their deepest desire.

It could range from finding love, being able to touch another person without the fear of being shunned or any number of desires. With each tale of the Club Immortality I explore a sensual journey of the characters within the confines of Club Immortality and into the real everyday world of that patron of the club’s life.

I mentioned before about being different and in Club Immortality there is no such thing. Everything and anything is accepted. It is a haven for everyone. The Club itself knows what you need. Knows your desires and if it feels you are ready it gives it to you.

Differences is what makes us who we are. It would be boring if we all were the same. Ingenuity is abound everywhere and people perform feats everyday. It could be as simple as giving up a seat to someone or a smile could brighten someone’s day. You don’t have to be special to do things. Just embrace your difference and be you. I will leave you with a part of what is at the end of each Club Immortality book.

A lot of our patrons have to learn the lesson that you are only limited by your own imagination. Nothing is taboo and honesty between each other is the greatest of titillations.

Until next we met. Embrace your nature and go after you heart’s desires.

Take a journey with Club Immortality…..

Published Books in Club Immortality Series

Lay Me Down Blurb and Excerpt
Burning Touch Blurb and Excerpt
Silk and Shadows Blurb and Excerpt

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Getting back to blogging

I've been a slack blogger for a bit. Lots of things were going on. Now it has slowed down I can get back to doing things I enjoy.

Blogging being one of them. Also sharing my TV/ Movie and Other Pleasures which ties in with blogging. LOL. And my greatest love reading. Again more blogging. So look for more blogging on TV/ Movie and Other Pleasures, reading and various other things. (grin)

Snippet Saturday - Fight Scene (emotional)

Today’s snippet theme is Fight Scene (emotional). Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Onyx Moon Rising…

Tashana could feel her strength fading. Slashing out, she took out more Deathwalkers. A Deathwalker rushed her. It got pass past her guard and hit her in the chest. Her one remaining sword she held flew out of her hand. Quickly she called her whip then raised her hand. She hit it back and slashed down with her whip. It disintegrated. Flicking her whip, she took out a few more. Taking a step back, she stumbled over Sanjay and fell on her back. Groaning, she rolled to her side and got to her knees. The Deathwalkers watched her and stalked forward. The Onyx Moon became hot against her skin. Sure in their victory, they closed in. Putting her hand on Sanjay's chest, Tashana felt his labored breathing.

Looking at him, she felt sorrow well in her. "I'm sorry, Sanjay."

The Deathwalkers laughed as the man continued to read the scroll. The Deathwalkers reached her, then she saw ice form covering the ones closest to her. A sound whistled in the air and the Deathwalkers shattered. Looking up, Tashana blinked, unsure if she was seeing things. Hundreds of dragons, in every color of the rainbow, came silent on the wind over the treetops. The sight of the massive dragon leading them captured all her attention. It was golden, the tips of its scales and tail were burnt orange. The dragon raised its head and screeched. Then lowered its head and breathed frost. Ice coated the Deathwalkers freezing them in place .

Suddenly, fire rained from the sky. A figure was throwing fire from the dragon's back. As they got closer, Tashana saw it was Zaila. She had a fierce look on her face throwing fire and light at various intervals. Tashana heard a whistling sound and it took her a moment to realize that it was a whip. Turning her head, her breath caught as she watched Jaynat hanging from the bottom of a purple dragon as she used one of her two whips. Jaynat lashed with her other whip shattering the frozen Deathwalkers. Reaching them, the dragons shifted into men and women, cutting through the Deathwalkers. Covering Sanjay with her body, Tashana listened as the sounds of battle waged around her. After a while, all was silent.

Cautiously she glanced up and saw the area was clear. The Deathwalkers were gone. A golden dragon landed with Zaila still on its back. It shifted into a man and he ran toward them, carrying Zaila. Jerking up, Tashana felt something tugging at her.

"Freitious!" a voice screamed.

The Onyx Moon pulled her across the clearing toward the man who held the scroll. Tashana took her dagger and flung it at him. His eyes widened as it hit him in the chest. He crumpled. She continued to be pulled to him. Reaching him, she collapsed on the ground. A fiery rd sensation filled her then the Onyx Moon pulsed. Screaming, she scrambled to her knees and grabbed at her neck. Ripping it off, she stumbled back as it hit the ground. Black light burst from the ground below the necklace and the earth split and a shape poured out. Rolling out of the way Tashana came up on her knees.

A shape shot into the sky and blocked out the sun. The backwash of power knocked everyone in the clearing off their feet. The dragons in the sky plummeted to Earth. When they hit, the earth shook. Tashana took in the vision of death. The Onyx Dragon. It was true black with no color at all. It raised it head and screeched. The Onyx Moon hung from its neck. Trees lit on fire and the earth stood still. It lowered its head and looked at her. She saw herself reflected in its black gaze. In them, she saw her death and read the truth. When the Onyx Moon pendent was stripped of its power, the power had taken corporeal form before it was put to sleep. It had waited for centuries to be awakened to get its opportunity for vengeance. The power had been created to be used to protect and not harm. Yet according to the wearer of the Onyx Moon, the power was enslaved by their desires. It had been corrupted with each destructive use. Now it was tired of the world and wanted all to die.

Opening its large mouth, the Onyx Dragon turned its head and blew fire, cutting her off from everyone around her. It looked at her again and dove. The wind whispered to her and Tashana heard it. Dropping down, she touched the earth. Power raced through the earth then fire licked up her arms circling her. Standing she looked down at the chains of Terra circling each arm. The earth had given them one of its greatest weapons of protection. The chains were bright white light. Pure and unbreakable.

Looking back up at the Onyx Dragon, she smiled and took off in a run. Using the man as a springboard, she flew up and met the Onyx Dragon. Swinging, Tashana latched the chains of Terra around its neck and used them to pull herself up. It screamed, twisting its head to shake her off. She held on. Reaching its back, she swung herself up and stood. Twirling one of the chains around her fist, she punched down. The Onyx Dragon dipped but didn’t go down. She raised her fist again, then hesitated, tilting her head to hear a whisper on the wind.

"Death."

Following through, Tashana punched down hard and felt the skin and bone give. The Onyx Dragon plummeted from the sky. Holding on with the other chain, Tashana rode it. Hitting the ground, she jarred as they skidded across the clearing. It shuddered and took its last breath. Suddenly, it shifted beneath her. Standing, legs widespread, Tashana looked down at the woman below her. Her skin was the color of dark oak and the Onyx Moon rested between her naked breasts. Her white hair was spread around her body partially covering her. The woman’s eyes flew open and she gasped. Tashana did not move, just watched her.

The woman looked at her and said, "Finish it."

Tashana raised her fist and brought it down.

Stopping just above her chest, Tashana said, "No. You're free. You can control the Onyx Moon now if you choose."

The woman looked at her. "I want to die."

"Dying is an easy way out. Redemption builds the soul."

Stepping over her, Tashana ran to Sanjay. Zaila ran up to them.

"Please help him, Zaila."

Zaila hook her head. "I can't. I'm too weak."

Looking at Zaila, Tashana saw her sway. The man who had been holding Zalia when he landed walked up to her and took some of her weight.

"Let me." The same man said.

Looking up, Tashana saw the reserved look on the woman's face. "How can I trust you not to hurt him, Onyx Dragon?"

The woman laughed a bitter sound. "My name is Indigo, and you can't."

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2007.
All Rights Reserved, Liquid Silver Books.

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Wilde Seduction ~ - Available Now

Wilde Seduction is now available at Total-E-Bound. Yippeee. Be sure and go get your copy.

Wilde Seduction
By: Taige Crenshaw
Total-E-Bound
Available Today
ISBN #: 978-1-907280-03-0
Genre: Paranormal (Interracial -BW/WM)
Format: E-Book
Buy link: http://www.total-e-bound.com/authordetail.asp?A_ID=27

Blurb:

Mia Turner is all about work and she has no time for a personal life. Forced by her business partners to take the vacation time she has accumulated Mia decides to go to Milan . Despite the beauty of the city she cannot forget all the work that she has left at home. Going up onto the rooftop of her hotel she calls to check on what is going on with the business. The unexpected sight of a scrumptious looking man bursting out of stone leaves her shocked and unable to think. Gargoyles couldn't be real could they? Something about this man compels her to accept his offer to show her around Milan , yet it is the promise of so much more in his eyes that makes her breath catch and her pulse race.

Remy Wilde knows how to work and still have time to enjoy the finer things in life. As the oldest in the Quilez clan he has many obligations and everyone looks to him for decisions. He works as hard as he plays. Â In his downtime he has learned to enjoy each moment. Unlike the sexy, voluptuous and tempting woman on the cell phone who seems not to know how to relax. Bursting out of the stone he encased himself in atop a Milan rooftop Remy is drawn to this woman. He knows he wants her yet he also wants to help her relax and enjoy life. He offers to show her the beauty of Milan . When the woman accepts Remy takes her on a journey of seduction and relaxation however he never expected what fate and the cycles of life have in store for him and this woman he set out to take on a Wilde Seduction.

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Snippet Saturday - Humorous

Today’s snippet theme is Humorous. This is a look at my upcoming release Wilde Seduction, which will be released on August 31, 2009 by Total E Bound. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Wilde Seduction…

“But—” Mia growled at the sound of the dial tone.

She took the phone and started to push another number. A crackling sound stopped her. Turning around, Mia’s eyes widened. The stone statue on the ledge rippled, then burst open. Long wings spread high and flapped in the wind. They folded down and melded into a sleek back. Mia took a step back and gasped.

“Oh my,” she whispered.

Captivated, she took in the movement of his hard body. A perfect sun-kissed bare male ass flexed as he stretched his hands over his head. He shrugged bare shoulders in a fluid motion, and long fingers curled and released. Long, inky black hair flowed around him, blowing in the wind. The man turned and looked at her. His cerulean blue gaze seemed to glow. Mia’s eyes dropped, and she stifled a sigh to see he was now clothed.

The man jumped off the ledge onto the roof in an agile, effortless movement. He strode toward her with gracefulness and purpose in each step. As he came closer, she got a look at his flawless face. It was all carved planes and angles, as if put together by a master artisan. It was seductive and compelling. His full mouth curved was in a sexy grin that made her ache to take a nibble, and then suck his lips gently into hers. His blue eyes were even more captivating close up, surrounded by thick, curling lashes and heavy eyebrows. A shudder of longing raced through her. Mia licked her lips. His eyes followed the movement. His smile widened.

Mia blinked as the realisation of what she had just seen filled her.

He just came out of stone. No way are gargoyles real. Her eyes narrowed, and she grinned.

The man stopped just before he reached her.

“Who put you up to this? Reggie? Yeah, it had to be her. She knows I loved the Gargoyles cartoon when it was on. Goliath was my favourite—that voice and his personality.” She shuddered lightly, then continued, “Great trick with the wings. Where did you ditch them? You didn’t have to get dressed on my account.”

The man looked at her. Suddenly, there was a loud whoosh, then wings spread behind him. His shirt disappeared and his sculpted muscular chest glistened in the sun. Mia stepped back again and gasped. Laughing at herself for her reaction, she took a step towards him. He smiled at her and beckoned her closer. Mia took another and another step. The man gestured behind him, then turned his back to her. Taking his unspoken invitation, Mia stepped close enough to see and touch. Hesitantly, she looked, then gulped. The wings seemed to be coming out of his skin. Almost afraid to know, she reached out and ran her hand down between his wings, then along where they joined his back. Feeling only skin and cartilage, Mia gasped and stepped back.

The man turned and captured her arm before she could move away. She looked at him. He pulled her close to his heated body. His wings folded down and away. A shirt reappeared, covering his chest.

“Do not be afraid, miele,” the man rumbled.

Mia stilled a shudder. He sounded just like Goliath from the Gargoyles animated show. If she hadn’t touched his back and knew that his wings were real, she would have still believed that Reggie or one of her other partners was playing a trick on her. He was very real, and a gargoyle to boot. She didn’t know how she felt, but afraid wasn’t even close. Turned on and confused were just a few of the things she was experiencing.

“Please. I’ve dealt with irate clients who are more frightening than you. I’m not afraid. Intrigued more than anything else. So, you’re a gargoyle.”

“That’s the human term for it. The right term is Garlven.”

“Garlven,” she repeated.

“Yes. Good pronunciation.” The man smiled, obviously pleased.

“So, should I even ask why you’re hanging around a rooftop in Milan on the Wilde Hotel, or do you usually touch strange women?” Mia grinned.

“Just relaxing. And no, not usually.” The man laughed and released her hand, stepping back.

“You were listening to my conversation, huh? It’s not nice to eavesdrop.” Mia narrowed her eyes.

“I never said I was nice.” The man grinned wolfishly.

Mia laughed, and he joined her.

“You’re being very calm about this,” he pointed out.

“I figure I’m sleeping and having a really good dream, or I’ve lost my mind.” Mia shrugged.

The man laughed again, a rich sound. Mia grinned, flexed the hand holding her phone, and put the phone in her pocket. She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.

“I’m going with it being a dream, and I’m enjoying it. So, you sound American, yet you’re on a rooftop in Milan. Are you on vacation too, um... what’s your name?”

“Ah…forgive me. Yes, I am American, and this is one of many rooftops I, my family, and business associates own. I’m actually working, I’m sorry to say, and not vacationing. I’m Remy Wilde, a Garlven from the Quilez clan, at your service.” He bowed regally.

“Mia Turner, of the human race and from the Turner family. Nice to meet you, Remy, a Garlven from the Quilez clan and owner in this hotel.” Mia chuckled. “A very nice hotel. “

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2009.
All Rights Reserved, Total E Bound.

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Drawn in by a box

This summer I have been and am spending a lot of time off-line. Taking a summer break and spending time with my family. At first it was hard staying away from my computer but as time went by it has gotten better. Heck even the days I go on comp I don’t spend as much time on it. It has been a house full of family. We laugh, chat and have a blast. Also I have been spending time with a box that has drawn me in. No I'm not kidding I've been drawn in by a box. LOL.

I've also used my break to organize my paper files. I'm usually good at keeping thing organized and figured I wouldn't have that much to do. It was going well when I discovered a box of papers I didn't remember seeing before. When I opened the box I was shocked to discover notebooks filled with writings. I tend to write out concepts for stories in notebooks for future use. In the box was a treasure trove. It had some of the first drafts of a few of my already published books. Scenes, characters and so that didn't make it into the final draft of the stories were in the notebooks. I even found some stories that I had started in the notebook but never completed.

As I sat going through the box I was drawn into stories I had written so long ago. My mind raced with characters, places and worlds. I spent hours browsing and enjoying. After I finished reading I finally got around to completing my organizing. I took out the notebooks of the uncompleted stories from the box. Then I put in some more notebooks with my completed books. I made sure to label the box so I know what it is. The notebooks with uncompleted stories are sitting on top of my file cabinet so I can work on them. Organizing has led me to finding stories that I didn't realized I had.

It all started with a summer break which led me to a box. A box that drew me in. Who would ever imagine a box would have such treasures. This break for summer has reaped me much benefits. Time for myself and with family. And now stories to create. All in all this summer has brought me a much needed escape.

Snippet Saturday - Settings

Today’s snippet theme is Settings. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Carnal Awakening…

Glancing at the flower she saw it fold into itself then open again as if shooing her to him. Glancing back at him she cocked her head to the side and watched him.

“I don’t want to.”

He frowned then started to mutter too low for her to hear. As if reaching a decision he turned to face her, his face went blank and his eyes cold. “You don’t have a choice.”

At the challenge in his voice her blood heated. She liked nothing better than a challenge. Watching him under her lashes she waited for his next words.

“It is my duty to save you from yourself,” he stated as he held out his hand.

At the cold touch of metal she looked down, surprised to see the gold handcuffs on her wrists. Looking back at him she jumped. He was standing directly in front of her. She hadn’t even heard him move. Grabbing her arm in a firm grip he pulled her into him. Looking up into his face Shay raised herself on tiptoes and licked across his lips. He groaned. Using the opportunity, Shay stroked her tongue into his mouth. Lazily she savored him and he tasted as she expected—raw and male. His tongue dueled with hers playfully then he sucked her deeper into his mouth. Whimpering she leaned in closer.

Suddenly he wrenched his lips away with a mutter. “I am honor bound to protect you even from yourself.”

His eyes blazed and a green mist started to swirl around him. It encircled her and suddenly the floor disappeared from beneath her feet. Before she could even think about screaming the mist cleared and her feet hit ground. With a fleeting glance around at the lush plants in every color of the rainbow and the sounds of various animals calling out to each other Shay smiled. It was perfect.

Looking back at Mikhail standing a few feet ahead with his back to her, Shay could see the rigid way he held himself. He turned to face her and stated in a soft tone. “We have been taken off course Shay by the will of the Immortal Blossom. I need you to think clearly and control yourself, for both of our sakes.”

She didn’t know what he was talking about. Her mind was clear and she knew exactly what she needed to do. Holding her cuffed hands in front of her, she whispered, “Sericanas”.

His eyes widened as the cuffs started to heat on her wrist then disappeared. His arms jerked in front of him and the cuffs reappeared on his wrists. Seeing them Shay smiled then took off in a run straight for him.

Mikhail took a step back then stopped. The cool determined look in his eyes made her stop a few steps before she reached him. He licked his lips in a slow and deliberate manner. Following his movements Shay felt a ripple of heat go down her spine. From a distant part of her mind she knew she was in an elaborate fantasy but she didn’t care. She wanted this and nothing would stop her from having him.

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2007.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

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Taige Crenshaw
Victoria Janssen
Vivian Arend
Leah Braemel
TJ Michaels
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Snippet Saturday - Character Sketch

Today’s snippet theme is Character Sketch. It is long so placed behind a link. Enjoy a look at the characters from one of my books.

An snippet from Onyx Moon Rising …

First I have to start with how the story Onyx Moon Rising came to be. I wanted to create a world where supernatural beings were known to humanity. A world where they had right like everyone else. In this world they needed a force to keep order. Thus the Nefer Investigation Force was created. It is an elite group of agents who work to keep order. Onyx Moon Rising is an intricate world with lots of twists and turns. I wanted the plot to have a mythology behind what my characters were and the world they inhabit. The world of Onyx Moon Rising, will lead my chacrters - Tashana and Sanjay - on a path that will make there destiny or destroy the world. The passion and intrigue around them go hand in hand. The surprises enrich their adventure. Each has their own things they must face.

Onyx Moon Rising, leads you on a path of not only a passion but redemption. There are a few other surprises thrown in.

Tashana Rennix – The Heroine

Tashana Rennix - my heroine - is powerful and takes no prisoner’s. Tashana is part of a world where supernatural beings are known to humanity. A world where they had rights like everyone else. In this world they needed a force to keep order. Thus the Nefer Investigation Force was created. It is an elite group of agents who work to keep order.

Tashana is a Nefer Agent and she is used to making life or death decisions on a daily basis. These decisions can change the delicate balance of the world. In her latest assignment Tashana had to face many obstacles that will test all her will and beliefs. It will be emotional, sensual and surprising to Tashana all she will go through.

Tashana has withstood a tragedy that shaped her life. Now she is forced to confront what has happened. The outcome will not only shape her future but the future of the entire world. Tashana is kick ass take no prisoner’s personality made her fun, challenging and frustrating to write. She broke all barriers and knocked down the walls. She was demanding with what she wanted in her story.

Satin Notes Christmas Contest - 2009

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Okay, everyone. Contest time. As a Christmas gift and thank you to all you wonderful readers who have enjoyed the stories on Satin Notes as much as we have enjoyed creating them. This is a very simple contest with prizes we hope you will enjoy. The Satin Notes Christmas Contest 2009 will run from 15 August 2009 until 15 November 2009. There will be two winners chosen out of all the properly entered contestants.

The prize is as follows:

One print copy of each (4 books in total for each winner):

Cami’s Surrender
Break Every Rule
Magnetism
Sentinel

Each of these books will be signed by each of the Satin Notes author.

Now for the rules:

All you have to do is enter go here - http://satinnotes.com/contest.shtml - and put in all the information in the form. You must enter your first and last name, email address, and snail mail address. That’s it. No questions to answer, nothing. Just enter your first and last name, email address, and snail mail address. Please note all the information we requested is needed in order for your contest entry to be considered a valid entry. It will be kept private and not shared with anyone. After midnight EST on 15 November 2009 no more entries will be accepted. The winners will be chosen and their names, only their names will be posted.

Enter the Contest here: http://satinnotes.com/contest.shtml

We would love to thank all of our readers for such wonderful support over the years. Y’all truly have no idea just how much we appreciate it. Thank you!

Aliyah, McKenna, & Taige

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A Summer Break

For the most of summer I've been spending a lot of time off-line. Taking a summer break for me and to spend time with my family. At first it was hard. I'm used to going on my computer everyday. It is one of the first things I do when I get home from the day job. It is so instinctive that as I walk in my door I head straight for my office to boot up the comp. The first few days my finger was on the button ready to push it to boot up the comp when I stopped myself realizing that I wasn't going on the comp. I have gotten much better at not going on the comp everyday. And even the days I go on comp I don't spend as much time on it.

So now instead when I get home I bypass the office and relax with my family who is visiting from out of state. My cousin who lives close to me come by with the kids and it is a full house of family. We laugh, chat and have a blast. Since we enjoy various TV shows it is fun discussing them or debating according to the show. We get loud and defend out positions. LOL. We've also been spending time exploring some sights, shopping and dining out.

I'm also getting some reading done. My big sis and I are avid readers and have similar tastes in books. Someday's we sit in the living room reading a book while the TV drones in the background. If something in a book grabs us we tell each other about it. When we are done we switch books. After we finish each others book we then talk about it. The debates on what we liked or didn't in the book gets heated. The other day my nephew came running to see what the arguing was all about. I calmly told him his mother was 'crazy'. He looked at both of us and said right back that we both were. My sis and I looked at each other then back at him and replied in unison 'so are you'. He sighed loudly, rolled his eyes and countered he prefers to call it eccentric. We all cracked up. Ever since we are saying we are eccentric. Hanging with fam is so much fun.

The break for summer has been a much needed escape.

Snippet Saturday - First Physical Touch

Today’s snippet theme is First Physical Touch. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Burning Touch…

Fire raced down his spine, making him shiver.

Kariati looked over his shoulder.

His breath left him in a rush. He turned away from the door, captivated by the dancing woman. She was lush full figured temptation. Hungrily he took in her bountiful breasts, voluptuous curves and shapely legs. She turned away from him on her high-heeled, caramel-coloured boots. Kariati raised his hand to his mouth and bit his knuckle to stifle a whimper. His mouth watered with the need to lick across her plump rounded ass.

He took a step towards her. The woman turned to face him. She stopped and stared. Closing the distance between them Kariati reached for her with his senses. Shocked, he watched the woman, a human woman, who had captured all his senses. Reaching her, he memorised her delectable honey-toned face, her satiny forehead, rich chocolate brown eyes with sexy lashes, sculptured cheeks, luscious lips, and round chin. The combination was an enticement he was powerless to resist. Leaning into the woman, he inhaled. Her sweet, musky arousal filled his senses. Silent, he pulled her to him. The woman came to him. Swivelling his hips, he felt her body against his. A harsh breath escaped the sensual vixen who had captured him in her thrall. Countering his movement, he held her hips. The woman followed his motions moving against his rapidly hardening erection.

He raised a hand and lifted her long braided dark reddish brown hair from her shoulder. Still moving in time with the music, Kariati lifted the edge of her braid to his cheek and stroked it along his face. He purred at the silkiness against his skin. The woman moaned softly. He put one hand behind her back, pulling her closer to him and smiled.

Halle took a breath. His heady masculine scent cloyed around her, invading her senses. When she had seen the man by the door watching her, she’d been ensnared by his powerful presence. Even from across the room, she had felt his eyes on her almost like a physical touch. He strode towards her with a confident arrogance she had found intoxicating. Each step was like a sexual movement that made her pussy pulse with wetness, preparing for his taking. The closer he came the more she wanted to be in his arms. It wasn’t until he was closer that she saw his face. She’d locked her knees to keep from falling. His sun-kissed skin made her tongue ache to lick every part she could. His thick curly lashes framed his intense blue-green gaze. The hunger in his eyes had almost brought her to her knees. Harsh planes of desire had carved his perfectly put together features—broad forehead, chiselled cheeks, lush lips and slightly pointed chin—into a savage look.

When he had partially closed his eyes and inhaled, she had gone weak. His forceful grip had kept her standing. Her pussy creamed even more at the brush of his hands on her ass. Halle had been powerless to do anything but move in time with the wanton sway of his hips. The length of his cock had rubbed against her slacks, burning a trail of heat. Cuddling into his hard masculine body she noted how they fit together. At her height of six feet it was hard to find a man who was so much taller than her. It created a feeling of fragile feminine awareness she had never experienced before. He had taken her braid and stroked it against his face. She moaned at the purr that rumbled out of his massive chest. His hot hand cupped her back, holding her close.

Reaching up, she grabbed his inky black hair. Whatever held it gave way and his hair covered her fingers. Staring into his eyes she stood on tiptoe and sealed her lips to his. The man’s decadent chuckle filled her mouth.

So soft. His lips are so soft. Murmuring she leaned into him.

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2008.
All Rights Reserved, Total-e-bound

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Snippet Saturday - Villain Scene (bad guy shining moment)

Today’s snippet theme is Villain Scene (bad guy shining moment). Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Shadow Dance…

Solaris looked at her and his eyes sparked fire then he raised his hand and fire flowed toward her. Raising her hand to defend herself, Yadira found herself looking at a back. The fire circled around the person standing before her then disappeared. The woman turned and looked over her shoulder. Her eyes glowed flames then they faded to a golden brown. There was regalness in her bearing. She was clothed in a bra crusted in jewels and a skirt that flowed to the ground with slits all the way down each leg. It was held around the woman’s waist with a heavy belt depicting the sun. Yadira felt fear tingle along her skin.

The woman’s onyx skin glowed soft amber while her burnished golden hair whipped around her. She smiled gently and Yadira knew she was the one who had helped her.

“You have been messing with me since that first day,” Yadira said.

The woman nodded then whispered in a voice like silken sheets, “Yes. I am sorry but being so close to power has awakened me out of The Eye of Ra.”

“Sekhmet,” Dimitri’s tortured whisper reached her, confirming what she suspected.

Yadira saw the pain and joy in his face. Sekhmet reached out for him and he enfolded her into his arms. She was almost as tall as he was. They trembled together. Yadira could see the tears raining down his face as he held Sekhmet in his arms.

Dimitri pulled back looking at Sekhmet. “We thought you were dead. Kianga, they said you were dead.”

Sekhmet looked at him sorrow on her face. “Ahhh, Dimitri I have not heard that name in so long. It is appropriate that the Kianga name lives and lets the Sekhmet name die. I have missed you my brother.”

They embraced again. Dimitri stroked her hair.

“What happened to you?” Dimitri demanded.

Sekhmet looked over at Solaris. “Father contained me in The Eye of Ra.”

Dimitri looked at Solaris and stepped toward him. Sekhmet stopped him gripping his arm.

“No Dimitri. It was the right thing to do. I would have destroyed the world if he hadn’t.” Sekhmet looked at him sadness and regret on her face.

A cold wind blew into the cave whirling the dirt all around. Yadira shielded her gaze then looked at Dimitri who was standing before Sekhmet. He moved and she realized it wasn’t him, but Dominic. Dimitri stood still next to Sekhmet.“Sekhmet.” Dominic said, pain raw in his voice.

He dropped to his knees and rested his head against her bare stomach. The sound of his weeping filled the chamber. He trembled and shook with the force of it. Dimitri rested his hand on Dominic’s head while his arm encircled Sekhmet. Sekhmet looked down at him shock and pain lighting her face.

“Oh Dominic what has happened to you.” She leaned down pulling him closer to her.

He wrapped his arms more tightly around her and continued to weep. Looking up from him she looked at Solaris. “What have you done?”

Solaris looked at her. “Nothing. You must return to me Sekhmet for the sake of humanity.”

Sekhmet looked at him. “You will not contain me in The Eye of Ra again.”

Solaris looked at her pain and sorrow in his gaze. “I must.” Raising his hand he shot bluish fire at her.

Pushing away from Dimitri and Dominic she stepped forward to meet it. It curled around her, swirled, then flowed to her mouth. She opened her full lips and sucked it in. Yadira started as a pop filled the air then the flames were gone.

Solaris looked at Sekhmet. “Ahhh daughter, I do not want to destroy you.”

Sekhmet raised her chin. “You will not have to. I will return home with you and fulfill any punishment you deem sufficient.”

Solaris nodded.

“Sekhmet,” Dominic cried.

Sekhmet turned to him and touched his cheek. “No Dominic. It is the right thing to do. I am sorry for all the pain I have made you suffer.” Tears rained down her cheeks and she turned to walk to Solaris.

Yadira walked over to Dimitri. Dominic stood watching Sekhmet go to their father. Touching Dimitri’s back then Dominic’s she could feel their pain. A flash hit her and she saw why Dominic was in such pain. In the height of her power Sekhmet hadn’t known what she was doing and Dominic had gone to plead with her to stop. In her rage Sekhmet had had shown Dominic all the atrocities of the human race and her pain. The horrors of it had scarred his soul. What he had seen had haunted him. The pain and rage that filled Sekhmet was eating at her soul. When she had disappeared he had thought she was dead and had mourned that he had been unable to help her. Now to have her back again yet leaving him and out of their reach… It was too much.

Dominic looked at her and nodded.

Yadira stepped forward. “Sekhmet I offer you redemption from your past sins.”

Sekhmet looked at her.

Yadira stepped closer. “I offer you sanctuary.”

Sekhmet looked at the tears in her eyes. “I cannot accept your offer Yadira. I have done too much.”

“We all deserve a second chance. What we do with it is what defines us.”

Sekhmet looked at her then back at her father.

Solaris touched her cheek. “Go my daughter and make right what you have done. Pardon my ignorance. I should have realized containing you was not the answer. Go and make restitution.” He leaned in and kissed her cheek then pushed her toward Yadira.

“I love you father.”

Solaris replied. “Urious bnlis Kile.”

Sekhmet walked back to them. “What shall you have of me Yadira Akridge?”

Yadira looked at her and was unsure what to say.

“You’ll come and work for Rarities Incorporated,” Zarya’s smoky voice answered as she shimmered in next to Solaris.

Solaris looked at her and sighed. “I thought I sent you home.”

Zarya gave him a look. “Like I listen to you.”
“ Someday you will.”

“In your dreams,” Zarya answered, striding toward them. “Sekhmet, it is good to see you.”

Sekhmet nodded her head. “I rather be called Kianga from now on.”

“As you wish. Dominic take your sister back to New York to Rarities Incorporated. Kali will check her out and a house will be waiting for her use.” Zarya looked at Solaris. “Her father will supply her with money and the other things she needs.” It wasn’t a question but an order.

Solaris nodded his head.

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2007.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

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