Hello sweeties and
welcome! How was your New Years? I'm glad to hear it. Hey, the telepathy is
getting much better. Pretty soon I'll be able to bend spoons with my mind and
watch HBO. LOL Today's author is Ann Raina - a fine lady and fellow eXtasy
author. Welcome Ann!
Hello, I’m Ann Raina. I’m in my
mid-forties now, happily married and a working mom with two teenage kids, who
try quite a lot to keep me from writing. Sometimes successfully…
When did you know you
wanted to become a writer?
I like to compare writing to painting.
You start out simple, you try new techniques every time and then, slowly,
deliberately, you find out that you’ve got a talent. I did not plan to become a
writer. It just happened. It’s a part of my life I wouldn’t want to miss.
Who and/or what prompted
you to write your first novel?
Blame it on Han Solo. I started writing
fanfiction when the internet was still years away. My first novels were
hand-written and dealt with the captain of the Millenium Falcon and his
adventures aside from hanging out with Luke. Most of the time Han was in
trouble, as you can guess.
Where and/or how do you
find the greatest inspiration?
I can’t nail the moment, but when I
finish one story, another idea lurks around the corner and I try to catch it.
Sometimes a novel evolves, sometimes just a scene that might fit in somewhere
later.
What made you chose to
write erotic literature in particular? And is there any other genre you’d like
to write? And if so, why?
The genre is fascinating and offers
endless possibilities. I love to add a funny touch. Sex should be fun! Erotic
literature is a combination of genres. My novels tend to take place on strange
and far away planets. I write Science Fiction and Fantasy because here, too,
there are no boundaries to my imagination.
Which appears first when
contemplating a new project: A character, the plot and/or the title?
None of the above. I see a scene, I
play around with it, I come up with some ideas to add to the scene. Then I take
it to my muse and within the bouncing of how to combine A and B the characters
and the plot develop. There was one book for which I had a wonderful opening
scene – very nasty for the main character – and my muse simply ripped it apart,
telling me about logic and that this would never happen the way I described it.
I bowed to her reason. Within the novel, a side character developed so greatly,
he became one of the leading characters in the end. And one of the most
lovable. So, there is no telling in the beginning where the plot and the
persons might end.
What’s the hardest part
of a novel for you to write: Beginning, middle and/or end? Why?
I try to write continously from the
beginning to the end. In most cases, I don’t succeed. Thanks to writing on a
computer, I step into a new document if I want to write a scene that will
appear later in the story. If I love to write the end first, I just do it. I
follow my inspiration and hopefully, get all part together in the end. Some
scenes are written in one great rush and are good, some scenes stumble and have
to be completely re-written until I’m satisfied.
Writing sex/romantic
scenes can be a challenge for some authors. Do you find it difficult? If yes,
how do you compensate? If no, where do you draw your inspiration?
I try to read a lot. Different authors
write romantic scenes differently. I avoid getting too graphic and I like the
scenes to be joyful. If I don’t feel like describing the scene in full, I give
hints. There is no reader without imagination.
Who is your favorite
character, which you’ve created? And why?
My muse and I are fans of the sidekicks
in my novels. They appear without being asked, they demand your attention and
they help bringing the story along. I love Oliver from my first novel Freedom
in Chains. He’s the one telling the main female character about doms and subs
and that it is a lifestyle and nothing to frown about. And in No Fool – An
Undercover Mission, Mrs Patricia Dellman plays the wealthy mid-fifty woman with
very special interests when it comes to men and sex and everything in between.
She’s very alive without letting herself be bound by social restrictions and
behavior rules.
Can you tell us about
your latest release? Give a synopsis.
My latest novel The Prophecy will be released
on January 1st, 2012. The story starts with a shuttle crash on a
distant planet. The captain, Tedathian, just wants to lift off with his people,
but the natives consider him the reincarnation of a god and take him to their
leader. Tedathian finds out that there’s much more trouble ahead than he had
ever imagined while traveling through space…
What’s your newest WIP?
And when we can expect a publication date?
I just started a new story, again a mix
of Science Fiction and hot erotic moments, dealing with an escaping criminal,
who is caught in a strange wood full of never before seen monsters. And both
the police and other gangsters are on his heels… Since I don’t know how fast I
will write, I can’t name a publication date yet.
Just for fun–
What is your favourite
colour(s)?
I’m a fan of dark blue.
Which do you prefer a
great hero or a great villain?
While writing I found out that a
straight hero is never as exciting as a complicated villain. Take Vampire
Diaries for example. Stephan might be great and a hero, but Damon with his dark
touch is unpredictable and therefore more interesting.
What is your favourite
movie, and why?
Just one movie? There are fifty at
least! Okay, let’s try. The Lord of the Rings. Matrix. Blade Runner. Star Wars.
All of them (and many more) are milestones of film making and story telling.
And then there are the funny ones. Naked Gun. Life of Brian. Loaded Weapon.
These are movies you laugh about even when watching them the twentieth time.
They just make you feel good.
Where do you see your
writing career in the next five to ten years?
Talking about a career would mean that
I’m ambitious. I love to write, I love to entertain. And I love to read
comments about my books, my style. I love the exchange of ideas with authors
and readers. It’s great to have the possibility to bring stories to life. I
guess, that’s what I want – use my imagination. It’s something no one can take
away.
The
Prophecy, Reincarnated
Will the Prophecy change Arion’s fate
or just his own?
Worshipped, seduced, hunted – Ted’s
life after the crash landing on Leroya turns out to be a fast rollercoaster
ride with women lusting after his body, a ruler out for war and an empress with
different goals of her own. Will Ted find a way out?
Excerpt 1
Yaladan, the ruler’s
wife, has made up her mind to leave the planet Leroya with Tedathian, the
stranded captain taken to be the Prophecy the people of Arion worhip. She comes
to tell him of her plan:
Ted felt the woman
slide under the covers. Her warm hands found his naked butt and, caressing him
with experienced hands, she sighed. Sleeping naked still was a strange rule to
follow, and Ted tried to ease away from her, but she followed his movements.
Her warmth felt like a soft wind, very pleasant, very stimulating. He bit his
lips to not simply follow her urge. It was all too easy.
Ted turned slowly,
careful not to bump her with his elbow. She gave a soft mewling sound and
continued caressing his naked side, not an improvement to stroking his butt.
Now she had access to his intimate parts and thought he invited her. He caught
her hand and let go the same second.
“Yaladan! By the
angels and their naughty underwear! What are you doing here? You can’t stay! If
the Haldru…”
“Be quiet.”
Ted obeyed, but
pulled a cover over his naked body. Yaladan’s mouth twitched to a nasty grin.
“Do you think you
have something I haven’t seen before?”
“It’s more like,
what do you want from me? Hell, I’ve seen enough good looking men around here
to fill a standard space ship! You don’t need me to fulfill your wishes.”
“And you know that
in advance.”
“I do know that
you are the wife of the Haldru or however you call it here if a man belongs to
a woman, or the other way around. And I also know that you shouldn’t be with me
at night. People might talk badly about you.” He met her eyes. She seemed
absolutely calm, no, amused about his worries. “Your reputation as an
impeccable wife of the most influential man on this planet will go down the
drain if they learn about you…and me.”
“You imply that I
want something from you.”
“Ah…” He realized
she was still dressed and closed his gaping mouth.
“I see that some
of your few brain cells returned to work. Let me explain my plan to you while
this situation lasts.”
“You caressed my
butt. How should I…”
“I will propose to the Haldru that I
take you on a ride through Arion so that all people will learn of the Prophecy
and his deeds.”
“Don’t say that
you simply came here to talk. You’re under my cover.”
“On the way you’ll
meet with the one man you mentioned, this engi…”
“My engineer,
Kelmarr.”
“Thank you. And
these other people you came with.”
“The Muldrans. How
can you do that?”
“Do you mean that
I’m calm about your fabulous naked body or taking you to your strange thing
that can fly?”
“Both.”
Yaladan smiled and
stroked his cheek. It was the moment he fell in love with her. She was so
wonderful and kind he couldn’t help himself. When he bent to kiss her, she made
it chaste as if she wasn’t ready for his amorous attention.
“After meeting
with your people, our journey through the jungle will take a detour. Certainly,
we have to lose the entourage on the way, but I’m sure you’ll manage that
somehow.”
“And Nephren?”
“Do you have ambitions
with him?”
“Me? No!” He knew
he shouted too loud and quickly cleared his throat, glad that she couldn’t see
him blush. “But he’s my daytime assistant and I don’t think that the Haldru
will let us go without him. How can you be sure that he’ll agree with your plan
anyway?”
She managed to
shrug graciously though she was propped up on one elbow. “He’s obsessed with
winning the battle. So he will do everything that will help this goal.”
“You played this
back and forth before you got here, right?”
“I’d be a bad
Haldrini if I hadn’t the brain for making plans.”
He still grabbed
the cloth over the front of his body. “And those plans include slipping under
my cover?”
“Does that upset
you?”
“Shouldn’t it
upset me to be in one room with the Haldrini at night?”
“We do have a very
important conversation.”
“In my bed?”
“I went where you
were.”
Her innocent look
made him smile. “You are a very special woman.”
“You’re late to
realize that, but thanks anyway. Do you agree with my plan?”
“When will we
leave?”
“As soon as it can
be arranged.”
There was a pause
when only her eyes told him what she intended to do. He inhaled deeply,
searching for something intelligent to say.
“Have you ever
doubted Nephren to be a Noshehan?”
Yaladan gave him
the look. She knew of his thoughts and that they had nothing to do with
Nephren.
“The Haldrini
chose to be here with you. Ease your troubled mind, my Prophecy.” Yaladan’s
smile returned. “Do you have more and important questions tonight?” She opened
her small pouch and took out two balls of ChamarÃ.
“I can’t think of
one right now.”
“Good.” One of the
balls slipped under the cover, ignoring the fact that Ted held tight to the
cover. The other slithered over his naked chest. “Don’t fret, my wonderful
Prophecy, they will do you no harm.”
“I heard that
before.” He inched backward. The same moment, the Chamarà grew warm as it
climbed higher. “How do you do that?”
“The Chamarà can
be everything I want it to be. A necklace.” The silvery thing on his chest
spread long and wound around Ted’s neck. “A bracelet.” The Chamarà quickly
moved toward Ted’s upper arm and enclosed it firmly. The silver thread was
suddenly covered with fine decorative lines like an expensive jewel.
“I get the meaning.”
“Oh, this was just
the beginning.”
Ted knew at once
what she meant. He would have been more positively impressed if the second
Chamarà had not wound around his manly accessories. He opened his mouth to tell
Yaladan to call it back, but couldn’t. The words stuck when the thread inched
forward. The feeling the Chamarà caused was so wonderful he didn’t want it to
end. There was no comparison to hands caressing him. The silver thread glided
up and down, trailed around his cock and balls like no finger or tongue could.
The stimulation drove him wild. He panted, digging his fingers into the cover.
He realized that Yaladan had not yet taken off her clothes but watched his
expression with amusement. He forgot about the other Chamarà at his arm until
it flowed back across his chest. It felt like fresh, cool water and then not.
Confusion clouded Ted’s mind. He tried to understand and failed while the
Chamarà worked on his body with the clear intention to arouse him like no hands
had done before.
He was taken so high
so fast that he feared his heart to burst through his chest. It was painful to
breathe. He laid back, his mouth open, his eyes closed. Though he didn’t want
the sensation to end, he didn’t know if his body could take more.
The Chamarà glided
across his shoulder toward his face. It was cool and pleasant as it lay across
his eyes. Ted swallowed.
Warm lips touched his, softly. His
hands reached out to find Yaladan’s bare arms and for a moment the thought
frightened him that she had finally dropped her clothes. The Chamarà between
his legs fell away and was replaced by Yaladan’s body. He wanted to say no. He
wanted her to stay away from him. It couldn’t be right to sleep with the woman
of the Haldru, no matter how liberal the standards on this planet might be.
She felt his reluctance.
“Remember, I came to you and there
would be no force on this land that would make me share a bed with a man I don’t
like.”
Ted panted so hard he saw dots in his
vision. “You shouldn’t…”
She kissed him again, telling without
words what she wanted and how much. Her body melted to his as if they were
meant to never part again. She guided his cock inside her, moved with him, and
fell into the rhythm of his body without hesitation.
If there had been
any doubt why she had come, it was gone now.
The second ChamarÃ
slipped from his eyes. He saw Yaladan’s face, blushed by desire, smiling at
him, telling him without words to go on.
Tedathian turned
with her and the single push got the pillows into motion, taking them both,
still linked tightly together, down the sliding mountain of cloth. Yaladan
giggled like a girl, even more when she saw Ted’s irritated expression. She
buried her face at his chest, never losing contact. When he ended up upon here,
she invited him with a sparkling glance to fulfill both their wishes.
Ann Raina ~
Wonderful excerpt and great cover, Ann!
It was great to have you here today. I wish you the best of success for the
future.
Happy Yaoi Hunting
Blak
Rayne
Hi Blak and Ann! Just stopped in to say hi and check out your newest release! I wish you lots of reader reviews with your sales! The story sounds great. I enjoy reading how other authors come to write, plot and name characters. Thanks for sharing! Stop by my place some time! Muah!
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