Tuesday, 11 September 2012

Angelica Dawson...for all eternity.

Hello friends;

I'm really pleased today to welcome Angelica Dawson to the Room. Angelica has a hot new release from Naughty Nights Press, and it looks scrumptious. Vampires, sexiness, what's not to love?

Without further ado, I'm turning it over to Angelica, because I'm ready to get this party started! Welcome Angelica!


Eternity
 

How long would you spend verifying that the person you are with is the one you want to spend eternity with? And in this case, I really mean eternity. Not your life, you are immortal, eternity. 

Julia has one sexual encounter to make her case. 

Could you do it? Could you name that quintessential character that you would look for? Could you devise a test for it?  

This is something we all do in the course of our lives. We aren't vampires like my characters, we have a limited life-time with our spouses, but there is still something that tells you it's time to make that leap, to go from a casual couple to a committed relationship. What is it? I imagine it's different for all of us, just as it is for all of the vampires in Blue Moon House.  

I should explain. Julia has only one encounter with each vampire, but there are seven in the house. It's a lot of work to prove yourself seven times, in seven different ways. I won't tell you how each of them does it, but I can tell you how I did it in my real life. 

I had been friends with this guy for over a year. We lived in the same tiny hamlet, took the same hour long bus ride to and from the University. He was a little weird, but in a geeky kind of way. I'm a little geeky myself, so that worked. He started hitting on me and I wasn't ready to move past friends. He chilled and we became even better friends, escalating to roommates when the commute was officially deemed to suck. We moved in with a third friend to a flat nearer the U. Living with him, seeing his response to me when I'm manic, me when I'm depressed, me when I'm on a deadline and will strangle anyone who gets in my way... well, he loved them all. That was what did it. When he looked at me walking out of my room with my hair in a nest and still had that cute smile that said, you're hot. When he brought a phone into my room so I could call my mom because I didn't have the will to get out of bed. We started dating soon after moving in together and we were engaged only a few months later. 

Could I have chosen him on a night's notice? Nope. It wasn't love at first sight. But it was friends at first words, and that, I think, will last longer and make stronger all the romantic parts. In the end, we're still friends, and we always will be. 

Interested in Blue Moon House? I will give a copy away to a commenter! Let me know how you chose the person to spend your life with, or how you would if they magically appeared at your door. Also your email address.
 
 
Blurb:
 
Anyone coming to Blue Moon House knows what to expect. Their reputation in the BDSM community is legend. However, one aspect of their House is not public knowledge. One thing is sworn secret by every sumbissive who contracts with them. No one must ever share the nature of the Dominants in Blue Moon House. In return for sexual pleasure beyond previous experience, the members of the House take payment in blood. Vampire erotica with no limits, this first story of Blue Moon House follows Julia as she attempts to transcend humanity and submissive nature to become a Dominant in the House. First, she must prove herself to each of the seven vampires of the House, and each will exact a heavy cost.
 
 
Excerpt:
 
“MmmmMmmaximum.” Julia wept loudly. Blood was trickling down her back and over her breasts where the cruel whip had broken her skin. She burned everywhere, stinging from her first beating at his hand, and then adding the salt of sweat, the blood. Sagging against the chains that held her mostly upright, she sobbed bitterly.
The whip was gone and Harry was there, releasing her wrists. “Terrance. Did you have to be so hard?”
The tall, icy man softened for the first time Julia had seen. “Everyone has a limit. If she would join us, I would know hers. Now, I do. Take care of her, Harrold.”
Julia’s mind logged the response but couldn’t think about it in the midst of the pain. Harry was licking her wounds, his saliva closing them faster but burning them further. Julia screamed again.
“Hush,” Harry said with concern, his voice soft and familiar, a raft for Julia to grasp in the sea of pain. There was a stabbing in her leg. 
“That will help. You will sleep soon, Julia. In the morning, the pain will be much less, I promise,” Terrance told her, pulling her hair off her face and mopping it with a cool cloth.
“I-I’m not...” She didn’t know how to ask if she was unworthy.
“You impress me, Julia. I look forward to having centuries to get to know more of you, other limits.” 
Julia flinched, crying out and hugging Harry. Terrance laughed and the difference between that and the cold demands, the hard mocking he’d given her all night made her turn back. 
“Never pain, Julia. I found that limit.” 
She relaxed, the drug they’d given her taking effect. It didn’t make her dopey, but she was exhausted. Terrance had followed only hours after Lynn. Julia hoped that was the end of the women. All had known of her distaste, but only Jocelyn had pushed it, knowing she could be pushed. Lynn had been more like Sophia.
When she woke on the large bed, she did ache, but all the burning was gone. She saw welts all over her body, but smelled a tincture that had been applied to speed her healing. It was working. She rose slowly though, wincing at times, to find herself breakfast.
For the first time, Julia wondered just how many vampires there were in Blue Moon House. Was she near the end yet? She hadn’t changed her mind. Her family lived far away and she only saw them on holidays. She had a few friends she would miss keenly, but they would be fine without her. No one depended on her, except possibly her co-workers, and she’d been meaning to walk out on them for months now.
“Whoa. Are you okay?” one of the other submissives, a man of middle years, asked.
Julia nodded, sitting very gingerly in the dining room. Pain spread across her bottom and then receded a little after she had sat a moment. Sucking through her teeth, she pushed it away. Then she lifted her juice.
“Who?” he asked. It wasn’t a common question. Masters were usually kept private. 
“Terrance,” Julia’s voice was a croak.
The man’s mouth hung open. “But Terrance never... I mean, I hope you feel better soon.”
Julia grabbed at his elbow. “You belong to Terrance?” she asked.
“I did,” the man answered. “He was too soft, too gentle for what I wanted. He sent me to Will.” The man’s grin gleamed. “I’m very happy now.”
Julia stiffened and regretted it when her bruises panged. Will, she was sure, would have her next. “I see. Have you had other Masters?”
“Not in the House. I’m Justin.” He offered his hand and Julia took it. “You’re older than most,” he observed.
She chuckled. “So are you.” Most of the submissives were in their mid-twenties. Both Julia and Justin were well over thirty. Julia was only a year and a bit from forty. It had posed problems when she started in the BDSM community - no one had wanted her. Blue Moon House, Harry specifically, had not turned her away after one session. 
“Touché. Why Terrance?” he asked.
Julia shook her head, sure she couldn’t tell him, unsure if she was even allowed. 
“Who is your Master normally?” Justin asked.
Julia’s eyes went soft. “Harry.”
Justin smiled. “I’ve often wished he took men. Not that I’m not happy with Will. I thought about it most when I was with Terrance,” he admitted.
Julia simply nodded. She ate slowly, relishing the nourishment, the fluids. Her body felt every year of thirty-eight today. The spare flesh had been kind to her in the beginning, cushioning blows so they stung but didn’t bruise. She’d lost weight, though not a lot, since coming here and her joints ached in a way they hadn’t a year or two ago. 
She chuckled to herself as Justin rose. He quirked an eyebrow and she shook her head. “Nothing.” She’d just been thinking how little she’d miss those aches when she was a vampire. 
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5 comments:

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    1. Thanks for having me!! I'm so glad to be here.

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  2. I don't know how I chose my hubby, I just knew we went out on our first date and I just knew he was the right guy. Now I did have qualification for accepting dates such as he had to to be educated, have a job, no drugs, church goer so I guess in some ways I narrowed the field before I dated and when the right guy came along everything just clicked.
    Thanks for the excerpt your book looks wonderful, Thanks Rosanna for hosting, Carin
    mawmom at gmail dot com

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    1. Narrowing the field definitely helps. I'm glad you were able to know so quickly.

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  3. Enjoyed your personal story. It's little things like this that I love learning about an author. Best wishes for your book!

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