This week on the indie carnival, a lot’s happening! This weeks topic is ‘steamy excerpts’, in which our characters get hot and heavy, or kinky or weird, whatever fills your Twinkie.
And this coincides with my new book release today! The day is finally here. Pazuzu’s Girl is released today via Journalstone, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Goodreads, in paperback and e-book! I will also be conducting a blog tour starting Monday!
And now for the heat:
There, what remained of Anzu lay for centuries, nursing the life he had left. He drew food from the rotting vegetation and from the winds that scoured the peaks. As the land was cultivated by successive groups of humans, grasshoppers fed on the growing grains which were nourished by the soil in which he hid.
Soft prodding rhizomes caressed him. The insects sang him into consciousness with gentle clicks and warbles. But he was weak, so weak. He could barely stir the frost around him. His heat was not even enough to thaw the pockets of ice crystals in the spring. Human groups came and went, ignorant of his presence.
Then, one day in the spring, as a new group of humans settled again in the high fields, the fungus in the soil grew into slender long female fingers. Wide, rounded mushroom caps filled with flesh, pale milk-white breasts and the gentle curves of hips and buttocks. Fungal threads in the soil thickened, turning into a rich ebony mane of hair. Lovely hazel eyes watched him from the maiden’s face that had formed next to him. She nestled against him.
“Hello, mighty lord. I am Lilitu.”
He just lay for minutes, staring at this vision of loveliness. She couldn’t be real. He couldn’t even move to stroke her flesh and see if she was a dream. Though he could sense that he still had some body parts, they didn’t seem the same as they had before. Before he could worry about that, she took his hand and guided it against her. ”I am real, lord. I am a handmaiden of Inanna.”
Ah, servant of the goddess of love and war. Maybe his luck had changed, except he couldn’t move. Perhaps this was a curse instead. It would be typical of Enlil to place a beautiful maiden within his reach and make him unable to respond, the epitome of male vengeance.
But she responded for him, moaning softly in the back of her perfect white throat.
He uttered, “Where did you come from? Why have I never met you before among the Anunnaki? I was a servant of Enlil.”
“I know who you are.” She moved against him and he felt the half-frozen soil melt around him. Then she climbed on top of him. As she moved with him, he felt the ice in the lake nearby, turn to lapping water and start to boil. An eternity of time later, he grabbed her, thrusting into her, blazing with his own heat. She threw back her head. Her guttural cry of ecstasy echoed through the peaks above them.
She curled into the curve of the humanoid limbs that should have been his wings. He panted, finding that he could not muster enough energy to be troubled about his seemingly disfigured limbs, for the moment. She put her fingers on his lips, then kissed him. She murmured, “Shhhhh. I will give you strength.” She rose above him so her breast was at his mouth.
He moved his neck, rolling his head away from this strange encounter. Breasts were for infants. But she took his head gently. Drops of liquid ran against his tongue. It was pungent and electrifying. He drank until he couldn’t drink any more. As he did, images flashed through his head, distressing images of death, decay, and new growth emerging from the slime of decomposition. Some of the images were violent.
He withdrew quickly and found that he could move on his own. So he backed away from her, staring at the lovely flushed maiden.
“Who are you?”
She smiled, her teeth glinting ivory. For a moment, they seemed pointed. “I told you. I am Lilitu. I am Life in Death. I am daughter of Anu.”
He waited for her to continue, but she didn’t. “You serve Inanna. Why have I never seen you?”
”You have. I wander where I wish.” Her voice took on a slightly petulant tone, but it was so melodious he wanted to keep asking her questions just to hear her speak.
He gazed at her form and his eyes were drawn to her rounded high breasts again. At the sight, he felt a yearning. The arousal was accompanied by a disturbing pang of hunger, which he shoved to the back of his mind.
“Why me?” He almost buried his head in the ground again as the foolish words slipped out. Who cared why him? As long as she chose him.
She laughed with a sound like velvet. ”Because you and I are alike. What you did, to steal the stone and take charge of your own will? I liked that. I like you.”
That was enough.
Take a ride by our other indie authors this week and don’t miss out on some great scenes!
||Laura A. H. Elliott author of Winnemucca & 13 on Halloween, Book 1 in the Teen Halloween Series
||Bryna Butler, author Midnight Guardian series
||T. R. Graves, Author of The Warrior Series
||Suzy Turner, author of The Raven Saga
||Cheri Schmidt, author of the Fateful Trilogy
||Rachel Coles, author of Into The Ruins, geek mom blog
||K. C. Blake, author of Vampires Rule and Crushed
||Patti Larsen, The Hunted series and The Hayle Coven series
||Amy Maurer Jones, Author of The Soul Quest Trilogy
||Dani Snell’s Refracted Light Reviews
||Fisher Amelie, author of The Understorey
||M. Leighton, Blood Like Poison Series, Madly, The Reaping
||Kimberly Kinrade, Bits of You & Pieces of Me, Forbidden Mind
||Madeline Smoot, Missing, Summer Shorts, and The Girls
||Cidney Swanson, author of Rippler
||Gwenn Wright, author of Filter
||Melissa Pearl, Author of The Time Spirit Trilogy
||Heather M. White, author of The Destiny Saga
||Roots in Myth, PJ Hoover
||Courtney Cole Writes
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Science Fiction Writers Association member Rocky Wood was diagnosed with ALS. As many of you know, this is the same disease Stephen Hawking has, and it is incurable and progressive. He will eventually lose all ability to move on his own. All of the proceeds of this anthology will go to purchasing medical equipment for Rocky Wood. 90 Minutes to Live can be purchased on Amazon or at Journalstone
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