Sunday, September 14, 2014

A Snog For Sommer

It's a great honour to take part in this wonderful cause today - A Snog For Sommer.

Sommer Marsden was one of my first really good buddies in interwebz author land. She has a shine to her spirit that radiates across oceans and lands, and bursts through electronic communication lines. And what she and her family are enduring at the moment feels completely unfair because they're all such great people.

Being half a world away means physical help is a little beyond me, and that's an ache that's hard to bear. So every time I see a chance to help through the power of the interwebz, I takes it!

And don't forget, if Sommer has touched your life with her fiction or with her beautiful personality, please give strong thought to donating a little bit to help her family get through this trying time. And if she hasn't touched your life with her fiction...WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? Go! Buy all her books! Read them and fall in love with her like so many of us already have!

Ahem. So here, without further ado, is my (unedited) snogging excerpt, from my soon-to-be published paranormal erotic romance story, "Indigo".

“Caleb...take me. Love me if you will, just fuck me if that’s all you want, I don’t mind. But please...take me the way only you can.” She curled her head back and bared to me the heaven of her throat.
“I know you want it.”
I pushed her back and growled, the beast inside me delighting at the fresh burst of alarm that coursed through her arteries.
“Of course I want to, you silly girl! But it will end your life. Don’t you understand?”
“You stopped once. You can do it again. I trust you.”
I moved with all my preternatural speed and grasped her around the waist and upper arm, pulling her sweet body against me. “Then you are more foolish than I thought.”
She sighed and ran her hand up into my hair, vainly trying to pull my mouth down to her neck. I held my desires at bay, trying against all my instincts to be good. To be human.
“Take me.”
“No! You say you have known men? Then think of me not as a vampire, but merely a man. Do you not understand the drive inside me? The unstoppable momentum of my desires...”
She clung to me, pulled my hand from her waist and rested it against her neck, gifting me the throbbing heat of her accelerated pulse. “But you’re much more than just a man, aren’t you, Caleb? Stronger. More evolved. It’s not that I think too highly of you. It’s that you think too little of yourself.”
She pulled herself up to me and pressed her lips against mine. The ragged voice of need shot up and down my spine, arcing out into my muscles, pushing, prodding, daring me to dip into the well of perfection that her heart drove through her body.
And I could. There was nothing to stop me. Nothing but the humanity I wished to prove was still there, sleeping safely within this brittle shell. But what power has erudition and sophistication against the ravenous pull of the hunger?
Another beastly growl curled from my throat as I took Indigo’s mouth hostage, grinding my lips into hers. Her tongue slipped inside me, finding my fangs and plucking at them as if they were strings. Each pizzicato pull sent a spark of desire shooting down my spine.
She sang sweet moans into my mouth as I dragged my fingers across her skin, indulging that desire to mark her. To leave my brand on her. She worked the coat off me and started on my shirt. In no time I was naked, my skin at least as milky as hers, so much so it was difficult to see the spaces between us.
And then, once again, there were no spaces between us. Her mouth to mine, her breasts on my chest, our arms curled around each other. She hooked her leg around my thigh and brought the delectable heat of her pussy up against my cock. I found her ass with my hands and pulled her harder into me.
I captured her tongue between the sharpness of my fangs and she froze. As I fisted my hand in the tangerine heaven of her hair I bit into her tongue, just hard enough to break the skin. Indigo squealed with delight, the twin pains sending sparks of pleasure through her body.
The burst of blood into my mouth threatened to take my knees from me. A chain is as strong as its weakest link. The beast may roar and bound, but it stood atop the crumbling bedrock of my humanity. And the nectar of her body was as a drug to me.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Cover Reveal - "REVOLUTION"!

Chronicles of the Uprising: 3

Peace is an illusion. Blood, violence, and death follow Mira like shadows.

Battle lines have been drawn between human and Otherkin and bloody war is on the horizon: one that will end in either a shift in the world’s balance of power...or ultimate destruction.

With their strength, powers and a rage known only by the oppressed, the Otherkin are evenly matched against the superior numbers of the human army. To tip the balance in their favor, the Otherkin need more soldiers; and their only options are the Gladiators of New Haven city.

Mira is sent across enemy lines to recruit any able-bodied vampires to her cause. But what she discovers along the way will blur the lines between friends and enemies. Seeds of doubt weaken Mira’s allegiance and she finds herself torn between the old masters who used her as entertainment, and the new ones who consider her as nothing more than a weapon.

As the war draws near, Mira will have to decide what she is truly fighting for. 

Katie Salidas, author of the Immortalis series (Urban Fantasy), Consummate Therapy series (Erotica), and the recently released Chronicles of the Uprising (Dystopian) is a Jill of all Trades. She’s a Super Woman endowed with special powers and abilities, beyond those of other mortals. Katie can get the munchkins off to gymnastics, cheerleading, Girl Scouts, and swim lessons; put hot food on the table, assist with homework, baths, and bedtime… And, she still finds the time to keep the hubby happy (nudge nudge wink wink). She can do all of this and still have time to write.

And if you can believe all of those lies, there is some beautiful swamp land in Florida for sale…

Katie Salidas resides in Las Vegas, Nevada. Mother to three, wife to one, and slave to the craft of writing, she does try to do it all, often causing sleep deprivation and many nights passed out at the computer.

Writing is her passion, and she hopes that her passion will bring you hours of entertainment.

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Friday, July 4, 2014

Demon of Envy - Gods of Love

A month or two ago I posted about the new release by my good friend, the awesome author Jennifer Lynne. I've since learned that she's made the entire first chapter available to read for free! Oh, and how about that smexy cover!?

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DEMON OF ENVY (GODS OF LOVE) by Jennifer Lynne

Phthonos, god of envy and jealousy, has been given a second chance at life and love in the mortal realm. He is desperate to make up for the mistakes of his past. But is Thon more demon than god? And if the demon Envy wins out, how will this lonely god ever find room in his heart for love?

Olivia is an ordinary woman living an ordered life, but at thirty-two true romance appears to have eluded her. Everywhere she looks people are in relationships or falling in love, but her career and her charity work are enough to keep the demon of envy at bay.

Or so she thinks…until the moment he turns up on her doorstep with a demand that rips her life and her heart wide open and leaves her at risk of eternal torment.

DEMON OF ENVY is the fifth erotic romance novella in the GODS OF LOVE series, but each story is designed as a stand-alone with the Greek gods of desire as a common theme. The series can be read in any order.


Author Bio
Jennifer Lynne lives in Melbourne, Australia, and writes short contemporary erotic romance, mostly with paranormal/fantasy elements. When she’s not writing what her family and friends call “porn for chicks” and what she prefers to call “super-hot romance for intelligent readers”, she is working in the admin day job, running around after two teenage daughters and trying to find time for her lovely new husband.

Jennifer is published with Red Sage and Breathless Press. Over the past two years she has also embarked on an indie journey with the publication of her GODS OF LOVE romance series featuring erotic Greek gods and modern-day mortals in need of sexual healing.

Find her on the web at:

Thursday, July 3, 2014

It's Good For What Ails Ya...

I blogged a couple of days back about the gang-bang cover art I've been making lately. Interestingly, I forgot to mention that in many cases, there's no actual hint on the cover about the content. On one of the covers there was a couple. The others both had a single lady (with or without a ring on it). Even the titles didn't wholly reflect the multitudinous nature of the participants. In fact, even that last sentence was far frillier than it needed to be, all of which is symptomatic of the way these so-called taboo subjects need to be treated in order that they still be searchable on the distributors.

But with lactation erotica? Not so much.

Yes, lately I've had a huge influx of lactation erotica covers to make. This would probably be a genre that nudges the taboo without really diving in. And it's possibly on the edge of edgy. It's a niche market, but I think it's a nice one.

And the good thing with lactation erotica is that I get to work with boobs. There's nothing wrong with that in my book. And what a bevy of bouncy boobies I've been blessed with.

Firstly, a boxed set called Cream of the Crop 2. This was a lot of fun, taking an image which could NOT be used, and making into one which could. I love a challenge. Plus, did I mention boobs?

And from there, I scored the chance to work directly with Aubrey Ember on her ever-increasing catalog of lactation works. Firstly with her The Amazing Human Cow series (6 titles + boxed set; selection shown below).

From there, Aubrey and I have moved on to the Milky College Student series, which includes some older man/younger woman power play erotica, as well as some gang-bang stuff (in a nice crossover between the two genres I've been discussing). This series is also six titles + boxed set.


Wednesday, July 2, 2014

By Its Cover

It occurs to me that the old cliché that we should not judge a book by its cover is a double-edged sword.

I've noticed plenty of covers out there - flat ones AND 3D ones - which are simply poor. No other word describes them fairly. But the reason I've noticed them is because they're selling well.

Now most people can recognise poor visual work, even if they can't put names to the faults. Yet overall, it seems plenty of people are willing to ignore issues of quality when it comes to a book they want. People are not, indeed, judging the book by its cover.

Certainly it seems this is more common within erotica than in any other genre. People are after the quick thrill of the story, and the packaging is neither here nor there.

But it begs the it really worth having good cover art? This is not a challenge, or a thinly-disguised request for martyrdom. I do spend a goodly amount of time striving to create the best quality covers I'm capable of, but I do sometimes wonder if it's really that important.

What do you guys think? Will you buy a book with a shoddy cover as long as it's a story you believe you'll enjoy? Or would bad cover art turn you off buying it at all?

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Something Harder

In recent weeks and months, I've been getting some harder stories to create cover for. Well, maybe "harder" is not the right word. More taboo, edgier material, that's not necessarily dark.

It's been a good experience for me as both a cover artist and a writer. It's let me know that there's a market for nearly everything (which I guess I already knew, but it's nice to see it metaphorically in the flesh).

The two main genres I've been working on have been gang-bang erotica and lactation erotica. I'll have a new post about the milky stuff later on, but this post will be about the gangs. 

A few writers of my acquaintance teamed up to create a bunch of bundles. They're not all published yet, but several of them are. And I was fortunate to be given the opportunity to create a few of the covers.

The Gang's All Here 
Petrea Algar & Friends

What’s a girl to do when she wants more than two? Those deep, dark fantasies that good girls won’t admit to having. See what these six authors do with four—or more—to play with!

Purchase now from Amazon.

Taken Roughly 
Raquel Rogue & Friends

What is it about forbidden love we find so…alluring? Why can't we control who we fall in love with? And why does forbidden love bring out the animal in us?

This anthology consists of 6 popular erotic short stories, written by 6 popular erotica writers. The subject matter is pushing the forbidden, taboo love limits, exploring acts so forbidden they can't be mentioned here. 

Purchase now from Amazon.

Taken By Them All
Carl East & Friends

There are only a couple of stories in this book that could be classed as taboo, but all the stories have one thing in common. They have group scenes, a popular and very erotic genre/fantasy amongst the many readers out there. 

Purchase now from Amazon.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Coming To A Head (heehee...I said "coming"...and "head")

Well, it’s all come to a head for me. All the haters out there are simply REFUSING to actually hate me. The bullies? They’re busy elsewhere. And you know those pesky readers, reviewers and bloggers who post spoilers of your surprise endings? NONE OF THEM have even NOTICED MY EXISTENCE!

So I feel I have absolutely no recourse now. That’s right. On July 4th, I will be pulling ABSOLUTELY NONE of my books from sale - solo works or co-authored. It truly is a dramatic step, but it’s one that, in this current environment, I simply cannot not afford not to not do. Or not.

This book, for instance. It’s the first book in my co-authored BDSM series. It’s been out since November 2012, but the time has simply come for it to stay published for as long as we can foresee. So if you want a copy, you’d really better buy it today. Or tomorrow. Or really, any time at all.

Part One in the Consummate Therapy Series

But as if that wasn’t gut-wrenching enough, the second book in the series is going to have to get the same treatment. To effect such a status quo situation on Book 1 was always going to have consequences. So this next book will also be pulled from sale in ABSOLUTELY NONE of the major (or minor) distributors.

Part Two in the Consummate Therapy series

Inevitably, with Books 1 and 2 remaining published and distributed for the foreseeable future, it would be folly for us to think that Book 3 could fare any differently.

Part Three in the Consummate Therapy series

Of course, the real trouble is that the three books also exist in anthology form. And you guessed it. It’s going the same way. Straight to where it already is, right at this moment. Published everywhere.


And now, drunk with power, I’ve made an executive decision about the Master of Desire bundle. Though there are ten authors involved, I’m putting myself in charge of its destiny right now. It, too, is remaining published until forever. So if you want a copy, you’d really better get on it within the next 2-3 months. Seriously.


Thank you all for your time. I look forward to publishing more stories in the future. Hopefully those new titles will also remain published forever and ever.