Monday, August 2, 2021

Where the opposite is to be expected ... #ScienceFiction #ReviewTuesday #Giveaway

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Antithesis is a collection of vivid and exhilarating science fiction stories, tied together by characters whose moral challenges offer windows into humanity and the human condition. These stories are cautionary tales, flights of fancy, terrifying psychological journeys, humorous romps, and even a space opera.

A speculative tale about humankind becoming obsolete from the perspective of the machines we created. The story of an airline pilot who loses his faith in the physics of flying as his rational and irrational mind fight for dominance. An ancient being born of human evolution that strips us of our memories, feeding on one precious reminiscence at a time. An audacious fable that explores a new galaxy, one where humans are irrelevant, but the conflicts of a class-based society are not. A novella-length saga about a mission to Mars, the origins of humanity, and an atrocity that stretches across time and space. And finally, a story that asks the question whether an unstoppable artificial intelligence would indeed be happier traveling the vast reaches of space, or back amongst the flawed beings who created it.

Escape into worlds unlike anything you have seen before, but some eerily similar to our own. Antithesis – where the opposite is to be expected.

Excerpt – from “Antonella, Galactic Space Pirate”

Antonella walked down the corridor. Some of her crew scurried away as usual when she passed, but she also noticed a few looks that lingered. She turned a corner and saw that no one was there. Off to one side was a maintenance hatch, one that led to the outer hull of the Maiden. With a glance over her shoulder, Antonella opened the hatch and squeezed herself in.

It wasn’t easy going in the maintenance corridor. Antonella had to hunch over, constantly wary not to hit her head against scorching-hot pipes. Finally, she arrived at her destination, a viewing bubble that stuck out from the outer hull, allowing repair crews to see any deformation in the ship’s skin.

But what Antonella saw nearly stopped her fluidic pumping organ. There were hundreds of invaders clinging to her ship, like Alerian moths on a stag’s back. They were dressed in vac suits with magnetic shoes. More floated silently toward the Maiden, keeping away from viewing ports and making sure to stay in the blind spot of the bridge. Thud! She again heard the metallic noise that had triggered her initial reaction in the engine room. It was an invader landing on her hull and taking their position.

There was only a moment of doubt in Antonella as she tried to understand what was happening, but it all then became crystal clear. This was the crew of the freighter. They were going to board the Maiden.

Antonella could feel her jaw clench, her back arch. She turned to head back to the corridor, vowing to kill each one of them. But suddenly, she stopped with a thought: someone must be helping them from inside. She shook her head angrily; it must be the engineer who had betrayed her, and she was now certain who was pulling his strings.

Review by Lisabet Sarai

I’ve been reading science fiction almost as long as I’ve been reading. Eleanor Cameron’s Mushroom Planet stories were among the first books I checked out of public library, when I got my first library card in third grade. A year or two later I graduated to Heinlein and Bradbury, and by junior high school I’d discovered Asimov and Jules Verne. My love affair with scifi has continued throughout my life, so I am always delighted to be introduced to a new science fiction author. Hence I jumped at the chance to review Antithesis: A Collection of Science Fiction and Other Short Stories by Svet Rouskov.

Two things that I particularly look for in the genre are a surprising, creative premise and a sensitivity to social, moral and metaphysical issues. Scifi offers a literary laboratory for doing “what-if” experiments involving both human nature and the nature of reality. What if a sophisticated computerized control system became self-aware? What if the physics of flight could be affected by the beliefs of the pilot? What if the earth had long ago been conquered by a rapacious race of aliens – and we were their descendants?

The “stories” in Antithesis – I will explain the quotation marks shortly – satisfy both these requirements in varying degrees. The longest tale, “The Blue Planet”, tackles a range of difficult themes including militarism, intrinsic aggression, and environmental destruction. “MCDU” provides a neatly plotted consideration of the relationship between mind and matter. “The Harvest”, closer to paranormal than scifi, contemplates the essential role of memory in defining who we are, and in keeping us sane. “Obsolescence” is perhaps the least original entry in the collection, considering as it does the hot topic of artificial intelligence gone rogue, but its focus on the humans involved, with their varied personalities and reactions, saves it from cliché. The epilogue “Andy, of the Core” reprises some of these characters and suggests that it might not be as straightforward as some might think to replace humanity.

Balancing these fairly serious stories is the rollicking tale “Antonella, Galactic Space Pirate”, pure space opera with unconventional characters and a very satisfying happy ending.

All in all, this book offers both variety and substance. I enjoyed reading it. My main complaint has to do with its structure. Despite the volume’s subtitle, some of these pieces are not stories at all. In particular, “The Blue Planet” is really a novella, narrated over three long chapters – and not finished! The conclusion is supposedly in a second volume. This sort of cliffhanger is quite annoying. Likewise, there are two chapters for “The Harvest”, but Mr. Roustov expects the reader to buy another book in order to find out how it ends!

The short story is a literary form that encapsulates conflict, characterization, rising action and resolution in a single relatively brief package. The author clearly knows how to do this; “MCDU” is a textbook example. I wish he’d followed these rules for all the pieces in this collection. It would have left me feeling less frustrated.

About the Author

Svet Rouskov started his career as a graduate from the University of Toronto Mechanical Engineering program and became a successful automotive industry executive. After fifteen years he discovered that his real passion was writing. Once he took an introductory screenwriting class, Svet realized he was hooked and continued his filmmaking education at Norman Jewison's Canadian Film Centre. Since that time, Svet has written, developed, and produced feature films, television shows, video games, and web-based series. His passion for writing has now extended to literature, which offers him another exciting avenue to tell stories. This is Svet's first work of fiction.

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Tuesday, July 20, 2021

Sorry! My blog is temporarily CLOSED...


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Due to circumstances beyond my control, I will not be able to post for a few weeks.

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Thursday, July 15, 2021

Their lives will never be the same -- #HistoricalRomance #Giveaway #OppositesAttract @1AlysonChase

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He’s an ex-boxer. She sips tea at philosophical salons. And when these two opposites meet, their lives will never be the same.

Lady Juliana knows someone is trying to kill her father. The problem is getting anyone to believe her. Her father thinks she’s imagining things. Her brother that she’s seeking attention. And the man her brother hired to bring her back home…well, he thinks nothing much of her at all.

Brogan Duffy has clawed his way up from the streets to become the lead investigator on his very first inquiry case. The fact that it is to retrieve a spoiled aristocrat playing at intrigue is of no consequence. Nor is the fact that she beguiles him like no other woman. He has a job to do, and he won’t let anything stand in his way, not even this illogical attraction.

But Juliana might not be imagining the threat. And when it’s her life that’s on the line, Brogan has to decide to what lengths he’ll go to keep her safe. Because in order to resolve this make-or-break case in his career, Brogan might have to hazard more than his heart. And with some gambles, there’s no going back…


The door sprung open just as the cab started to move. Mr. Duffy clambered inside, his face an emotionless mask, and slammed the door behind him.

He settled next to her, facing forward, saying nothing.

Juliana twisted her fingers around her pocket-book. Her skin went clammy, then hot.

Where to?” the driver called down to them.

She bit her lip, sliding Mr. Duffy a sideways glance. Even if he wasn’t here, she’d be hard-pressed to answer that question. But his answer would be worse than anything she could come up with.

She opened her mouth, but Mr. Duffy cut her off. “Vincent Street. A block north of St. Mary’s.”

The address wasn’t familiar. It definitely wasn’t her family’s usual London lodgings. “Where are we going?”

He grunted.

How did you find me?”

I followed you from Mr. Huddleson’s home.” He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. “You don’t have that many friends.”

I have plenty of friends!” Her face flushed. But most of them were also Snow’s friends.

She glanced at the door opposite.

Mr. Duffy gripped her elbow. “Don’t even think of it.”

Jump from a moving cab?” She sniffed. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

He arched an eyebrow.

She grumbled. Well, she wouldn’t think of it, not when he held her arm so tightly. “I could always scream,” she said.

You could,” he agreed. “Why haven’t you?”

She chewed on her lower lip. She didn’t think she’d ever screamed in her life, not a full-throated help-I’m-being-murdered kind of scream. She didn’t know if she could force the sound from her throat, not without feeling foolish. “Would it be effective?”

He snorted. “Definitely not.”

About the Author

Alyson Chase lives in Colorado. A former attorney, she happily ditched those suits and now works in her pajamas writing about men’s briefs instead of legal briefs. When she’s not writing, she’s probably engaged in one of her favorite hobbies: napping, eating, or martial arts. (That last one almost makes up for the first two, right?) She also writes humorous, small-town, contemporary romance novels under the name Allyson Charles, and paranormal romances as A. Caprice.

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The Pornographer’s Apprentice is now available in audio! #audiobook #steampunk #Wordwooze

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I’m thrilled to announce that first book in my series The Toymaker’s Guild is now available as an audio book from Amazon and Audible!

Click on either of the links and go listen to the sample. It’s fantastic! (If I do say so...) The book is narrated by Melanie Hastings, who really manages to capture the Victorian feel.

Here’s the blurb:

She wants to build sex toys... If they'll let her.

In prudish, patriarchal Victorian England, nineteen-year-old prodigy Gillian Smith finds a secret society dedicated to the erotic arts. She’ll need both her intellect and her physical charms to earn the permanent position she craves.

Inspired by a salacious catalogue found in her deceased uncle’s library, she applies for an apprenticeship with the Toymakers Guild. The Guild fabricates bespoke sexual artifacts for the private pleasure of select clients – an occupation for which Gillian, with her technical abilities and her lascivious temperament, is eminently suited.

The other apprentices, initially skeptical about a female engineer, become enthusiastic supporters once they’ve tested her erotic aptitude. The voluptuous Governing Director, and the dashing French journeyman likewise help expand her carnal repertoire. The final decision, however, rests with the reclusive Master Toymaker, who has been missing for nearly two years.

When an unscrupulous nobleman sets up a competing enterprise, he threatens not only the livelihood of the Guild’s members but their lives as well. Gillian hatches an audacious plan to entrap the villain, save the Guild, and leave the absent Master no choice but to grant her heart’s desire.

If you like steampunk erotica with a kinky feminist bent, you'll love The Pornographer's Apprentice.


Tuesday, July 13, 2021

Fall in love with Mimi -- #CozyMystery #Giveaway #Barcelona

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In this latest cozy mystery, Mimi, and her co-anchor, Nicole Marcel, on the Interview TV Show, TONIGHT, is at her peak of popularity in Paris. Charles Bleisante, who owns the TV Station, proposes a TV Interview tour for the pair of certain cities on the continent.

The two, with Nicole’s lover, Detective Giscard Morency, are off, first to Barcelona, later to London. The Interviews center on food: the cooking of a paella, in Spain; the braising of a Christmas goose in London, delicious episodes that attract a wide audience. However, certain nefarious incidents occur, in which Mimi is canine sleuth.

CNN–New York requests the co-anchors come to Manhattan for more interviews. There, Mimi helps solve a grisly murder that takes place in one of the highest billionaire luxury buildings in the world.

The resolution of this crime is revealed in Book Five of The Mimi Series: MIMI TAKES MANHATTAN.



As media mogul and chairman of CNN, Victor Crofton had fallen in love with Mimi.

The combination of Mimi’s reaction to the Christmas goose livers – zoomed in on, by the CNN camera, as she lapped them up with obvious relish – and her breaking Karl’s case – his thefts and robberies – and the very look of her dog-grin with seven little teeth -- had him hooked!

Well, the chairman of the board of directors of CNN was entranced.

Victor Crofton. He lived in a posh apartment in Manhattan. He was also one of the original founders, along with Ted Turner, of the CNN network. He determined that Mimi should be brought to New York City for an Interview (or two or three) – which would raise her stardom – and that of CNN’s – to the stratosphere. Of course, Nicole’s beauty, as co-anchor, was an additional bonus.

Mimi would become more renowned than ever.

About the Author

Elizabeth Cooke, born and bred in New York City, graduate of Vassar College and The Sorbonne, is the author of several books about Paris, where she lived in the 1950s.

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Monday, July 12, 2021

He simply took what she offered – #MFRWsteam #MFRWAuthor #ParanormalRomance #BDSMRomance

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Welcome to the July Steam Hop! If you’d like to heat up your summer a bit, you’re in the right place. 

The MFRW Steam blog hop is a monthly event that showcases authors in the Marketing for Romance Writers community who write more explicit stories.

Today I'm sharing a juicy section from my paranormal erotic romance Damned If You Do. Enjoy! Then when you’re done with my steamy snippet, follow the links at the end of this post to sample more spicy excerpts.


Sometimes romance can be hell.

Wendy Dennison is tired of being a starving author. The royalties from her critically acclaimed romance novels barely pay her bills. Her devoted agent Daniel Rochester may be smart and sexy, but he can't get her the sales she needs. Then a charismatic stranger appears at her coffee shop table, promising her fame and commercial success, as well as the chance to live out her dreams of erotic submission. But at what cost?

Nothing you can't afford to lose, my dear.

Seduced by the enigmatic Mister B, she signs his infernal contract. He becomes both her Master and her coach, managing her suddenly flourishing career as well as encouraging her lusts. Under her mentor’s nefarious influence, she surrenders to temptation and has sex with Daniel. The casual encounter turns serious when she discovers her mild mannered agent has a dominant side. As the clock ticks down to her blockbuster release and Mister B prepares to claim her soul, Wendy must choose either celebrity and wealth, or obscurity and true love. 




Please, Sir. Spank me. Punish me for being a dirty girl.”

In another mood, she might have laughed at such cheesy dialogue. At the moment, she meant every word.

Daniel must have heard the sincerity in her voice. He released an ominous chuckle. “Very well, Pet.” He didn’t sound drunk anymore. Indeed, he sounded like a man in complete control. “Just let me get more comfortable. Meanwhile, don’t move. Keep your eyes to the front.”

He bustled around behind her, undressing, or so she assumed. He took his time, making her wait. She felt both horny and ridiculous, standing there with her fancy brassiere bunched up under her breasts and the elastic of the lowered bikini biting into her thighs.

Finally, he was back, his skin warm as he rubbed his lightly furred chest against her back. He held her close for a moment, his hardness nestling in the cleft of her naked buttocks, slippery with pre-cum. “Ready, Pet?” He licked at her earlobe, sending an exquisite chill down her spine.

Once more her knees turned to rubber. Once more his firm grasp supported her. “Ah—oh! Yes, Sir.”

Good.” She almost wept when he stepped away from her body. “Spread your legs and lean over, with your hands on the sill. Arch your back and present your ass.”

She assumed the position he described, arousal drowning out embarrassment. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, with Dan of all people. It felt like a dream.

The sting of his bare palm on her butt was real enough though, a burst of flame followed by a smoldering ache that spread from the point of contact.


Count for me, Pet,” he commanded.

Um—one. How many, Sir?”

Twenty, I think, for this first time. Unless you try to escape, or cover yourself.”

The snap of flesh on flesh—like striking a match. “Ooh! Ah, two. Two!” His second blow hurt much more than the first. Wendy knew from her research and her recent experiences with Mister B that by twenty she’d be writhing, and in tears.

Yet she wanted this, yearned for it. She’d asked for it.

Ow! Oh, God!”

Count, girl!”

Three, Sir. Oh, please—wait, give me a moment...”

He put even greater force into his next slap.

Aaaah! Um, ah, four… please…”

He did pause, for a few blessed seconds. “Do you really want me to stop? If you can’t take it any more, just say ‘angel’, all right?”

Snap! “Ow! Five…” The pain faded momentarily in the glow of her astonishment. How could he have come up with the exact same safe word as Mister B? What were the chances? “Sir—Ow! Sir…”

If you don’t count, I’ll give you ten extra.”

Sorry, sorry! Six—oof! Seven.”

Dark suspicion touched her. Perhaps the individual spanking her was not Daniel at all. What if her unearthly Master was impersonating her agent? Maybe this was just another infernal game of his, designed to pull her deeper into perdition.

Aye! Oh! Eight.”

This didn’t have the same tone as one of her scenes with Mister B, though. This felt simultaneously more playful, and more serious.

It hit her suddenly. This wasn’t just her dream. It was Daniel’s too. Right now, she was fulfilling his heart’s desire.

She gasped and moaned under his assault, but the tumult of emotions raging inside distracted her from the physical agony. Affection for her partner —maybe even love— brimmed in her chest. She’d never suspected her agent had kinky desires. For the first time she truly understood how much they had in common. Meanwhile, a terrible sense of responsibility weighed on her. She knew, firsthand, how precious and important this was for Daniel. What if she screwed it up?

Meanwhile, he continued to wallop her ass, apparently oblivious to her consternation. Somehow she still managed to count, though pain seared her flesh and tears ran down her cheeks.

Tw-twenty. Oh, Sir!”

The last blow had scarcely landed when Dan seized her buttocks, spread them wide, and sank his cock into her drenched pussy.

Oh God! Wendy…darling...Pet…”

He felt like heaven. His fat cock filled her and took her over, stretching her wide and stimulating every nerve as he slid in and out of her slick folds. Already the first flickers of orgasm shimmered in her pelvis, a coil of pleasure winding tighter with each of his strokes. Supporting herself on the sill, she made a bow of her back, raising her ass so he could penetrate her more completely.

Harder!” she urged, clamping her muscles down on his length, knowing the rippling tension would increase his pleasure. “Deeper, please! More!”

He didn’t scold her, or mock her, or accuse her of topping from below. He simply took what she offered.

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Sunday, July 11, 2021

Coming Soon (as in, tomorrow!) -- #Orgasm #CleisPress #EroticAnthology

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Multiple orgasms? Oh, yes!

What does it feel like to climax? Coming Soon: Women’s Orgasm Erotica offers wild and thrilling tales of female sexual pleasure that explore that question in a variety of wondrous ways. From a fetish that will appeal to any book lover and a waitress who’s seduced by her very attractive customers to the thrill of artificial intelligence that knows exactly how to please a woman sexually, you’ll discover how delightful it is to come and come again. Read about women who like to watch, and others who love to get naked and show it all off.

With 20 erotic stories by popular authors such as Ella Dawson, Katrina Jackson, D. L. King and Donna George Storey, you’ll be turned on with every page. Whether they’re enjoying multiple orgasms, playing with sex toys, attending a sex party or taking a thrilling business trip, the characters in Coming Soon savor every moment of their arousal. Edited by the award-winning Rachel Kramer Bussel, these sexy scenarios range from sex with strangers to the deepest of intimacy among couples, all while reaching the peak of erotic fulfillment.

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Introduction: Women’s Orgasms as Journey and Destination

Read to Me - CC Bridges

I’m Her - Henry Corrigan

Tracing the Edge - Louise Kane

Love and Porn in a Retirement Home - Claire Cupp

Remote Vibrations Z. - Esmé Mendoza

Exceptional Service - T.C. Mill

Adorn - Nico Murray

Envy - Evan Mora

The Voice in Your Head - Victoria Diane

Multiple Gifts - Anuja Varghese

House of Fingers - Sienna Saint-Cyr

Business Trip - Ella Dawson

After Katrina - Jackson

Belts Have Tongues - Velvet Moore

The Electricity of a Dark Peak - D. L. King

What You Need - Angela Addams

Kindness - Gabrielle Johnson

The (Re)Education of Truvi Anderson - Renee Dominick

The Size of Love - Sally Bend

Antarctica - Donna George Storey




From “I’m Her” by Henry Corrigan

The bathroom she’d chosen was small but serviceably spare, wrapped up in the smell of industrial lemon. When the knock finally came, Catherine’s heart thudded as she threw open the


Wordlessly Dave or Pete or Brian slipped past, taking his place atop the toilet. Locking the door behind them, Catherine smiled at this stranger with his blue shirt and hungry grin.

They stared at each other for a long moment and then, with slow, conscious movements, began.

Catherine lifted her skirt as he unbuckled his belt.

She slipped her fingers into her underwear as he stroked

himself, his cock held tightly in his fist.

She teased herself slowly, stirring the soft hairs with her palm, gliding a finger between her lips, drawing out the warmth like a friend called out to play.

Dave or Pete or Brian bit his lip and stroked more quickly now, growing harder by the second. With deft fingers, Catherine slipped her underwear off and spread her thighs wide. Slipping a finger insider herself, she gasped and rolled the hood of her clit gently, sending light straight up her spine.

Soon enough the smell of lemon faded, replaced by the musk of their exertions. Her thighs were quivering, and his cock was

hard and red.

He’d brought condoms, but she made him use her own, squirting a dollop of lube into the palm of her hand. Straddling his thighs, she grasped him, the first time they’d ever really touched.

He sighed as Catherine lowered herself down but for her it was uncomfortable at first. Her inner muscles, too long unused, rebelled at his thickness, leaving her hissing as she rocked against him, back and forth.

Breathing deeply, she closed her eyes, listening to the sounds beyond the door. The whisk of luggage wheels and conversations, the thousands of people walking by. None of them would ever see her like this, her bare ass clenching as she rode this stranger, her breath coming in frantic gasps as he went deeper every time.

With a shudder Catherine rocked forward, now flush against his hips. She sighed and let her head fall back, the sensation not quite orgasm, but the pleasure of being filled.

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