Splendificent! An interview with Dusty Blackwood – #UrbanFantasy #NSFW #BoxedSet

By Dacy Alex and Dusty Blackwood (Guest Bloggers)

DACY: Hi, Beyond Romance! I’ve combined my hit, and I use that term as loosely as possible, books Splendificent 1 and Splendificent 2 into one super bundle and added some bonus content to book 1! Now, it’s out and I’d love for you to read it. Love! After all, you the READER, are the reason why I made this bundle. I wanted to give you something of value, a bargain of sorts. Whereas the price of everything else is going up, I’m dragging my price down to two books for the price of one. We could all stand to keep some money in our pocket, and I got you. So tons of thanks to Lisabet for having me back on her blog. And today I’m with the girls from Splendificent….

To Dacy’s left sits one stacked beauty…

DUSTY BLACKWOOD, and DUSTY BLACKWOOD alone

DACY: Dusty? Why is it just you?

DUSTY: Well, why not? You talk with the damn vampire, the queen, the dork, and the gold digger but you can’t talk with the pixie Ol’ Dusty Blackwood?

DACY: Well, Lisabet and I were talking, and we were thinking that maybe the way you speak might come off as threatening to her readers.

DUSTY: Of course it’s threatening, son! I didn’t come to Beyond Romance to smile like a damn dog for these people. You want kindness? Take your ass to Salvation Army. I’m Dusty Blackwood with the Double D’s of the book series Splendificent. And with them Double D’s I deal in two Double Ds.

DACY: I can’t hit the delete key fast enough.

DUSTY: Dicks and Destruction.

DACY: When the book doesn’t sell and I can’t pay my rent I’ll replay this moment over and over again in my mind.

DUSTY: Dacy Alex, I don’t know what the hell these people are reading now but if it ain’t the word of the lord they need to close it up, put it down, pick up Splendificent 1+2, and thank Dusty Blackwood for this piece of advice.

DACY: I guess that wasn’t that threatening. Good job.

DUSTY: Did you know Book One is rewritten with NEVER BEFORE SEEN bonus content? Did ya? We got three extended sex scenes that’ll have the reader flapping their tongue like a blood hound

DACY: Well, yeah I knew about the bonus content. I wrote it.

DUSTY: Don’t back sass me, Dacy Alex, do not back sass me. I ain’t in the mood for it.

DACY: See, this is what Lisabet and I meant. Threatening. What I was trying to say is that people liked Splendificent 1, but they loved Splendificent 2. So I wanted to give Book One that sizzle Book Two had.

DUSTY: I gotta say one last thing before I go. If you do buy Splendificent 1+2 with Dusty Blackwood, bonus content in Book One, more whores than you can shake a dildo at, and you leave a bad review?

DACY: Oh no.

DUSTY: Then you better give your soul to the lord because your ass is MINE!

Blurb

Hell on Heels and Death by D Cup

This raw and naughty book brings together the first two Splendificent novels in one ENORMOUS package…

Not that type of enormous package!

I swear.

Splendificent 1:

California cutie Giselle Nyfall arrives at the Big Apple to attend liberal arts college Hemera University. But when a computer glitch lands her with four extraordinary young women as roommates Giselle’s sheltered world is blown away.

These Hotties are supernatural aristocracy, the magical one percent: an elf princess who decapitates as well as she pirouettes, the B.B. gun-toting daughter of the Tooth Fairy, a glamorous and gold-digging fox spirit with thickness in all the right places, and a vampire-succubus hybrid with a bad gambling problem and a blood-soaked family tree.

This Hot Squad uncovers a demonic curse threatening New York City’s human elite orchestrated by denizens of the Christian Hell. The only cure? The five stunners themselves!

Splendificent 2:

The Hot Squad members must battle supernatural mercenaries, contend with a portal to the underworld, avoid demonic death traps and thwart a nefarious prince hellbent on fulfilling an ancient prophecy and bringing on the death of one Squad member who happens to be his sister. All difficult assignments when they’re constantly losing their skimpy clothes and falling into the arms of hot studs and each other!

Will Giselle and her voluptuous companions come together to triumph over the forces of evil? Does the family that slays together stay together? Find out in the sexy, hilarious and politically incorrect Splendificent 2!

WARNING: This book is absolutely not for anyone under the age of 18! You, Mister 17 years and 364 days old? Move along, son, move along.

Excerpt

The bar was a seedy dive that smelled like sweat, wood, and disappointment.

And a little bit like mushrooms! Giselle had a Princess Peach joke on deck for Princess Tristabelle, but just couldn't connect the punch line.

The grimy walls were adorned with stuffed hunting trophies and neon beer signs, casting an ominous red glow over the patrons, mostly rednecks and townies, who all felt decidedly un-New York. Some of them, with wild manes of hair, fierce eyes, seemed decidedly un-human!

All eyes in the room zeroed in on them, and Giselle could practically feel the greasy stares of the horny bastards ogling her thicc ass as she strolled in. She tried not to squeal under the hungry stares, but these dude sure knew how to make a girl feel like she was one prime grade piece of meat

"We're straight outta a damn centerfold!" Dusty bragged to Giselle

Dusty sauntered up to the bar, her southern drawl whipping through the dimly-lit den, the world's smallest dominatrix. She barked orders to the small female bartender with perky breasts, "Five chocolate milks! Don't go easy on the chocolate. I'll know, son!"

Watching Dusty work, Giselle couldn't keep her eyes off her friend's juicy ass in cut off shorts, sashaying with a confidence that made the frigid bullies from high school back home seem like pathetic kittens. Giselle could practically sense the barflies hard-ons twitching with each sway of Dusty's hips, and it was both thrilling and amusing.

The bimbo royal, Tristabelle pranced alongside Dusty, her purple eyes agape like she'd just seen a money-shot for the first time. Clearly, this bar was a far cry from the soirees and balls she was used to twirling and pirouetting around at as a real-life Disney princess. Giselle could practically see the bratty bitch's high-and-mighty pussy clenching, trying to decide if this dive was good enough for her long legs to spread em wide.

Tristabelle wore a sparkling tight shirt that looked like it was painted on her lithe body. Her big, bouncy cannonballs were almost visible, and Giselle wondered how they didn't just burst out of that shirt. The royal bitch's tight golden booty shorts showcased her tanned ass cheeks, and her long legs went on for millennia. Giselle imagined what it would be like once again to rub her hands over those smooth legs, and bite at those juicy buttocks. She could almost taste the sweet honey of Tristabelle's sweet muffin in her mouth, and Giselle found herself drooling.

Fleur's outfit was just as slutty. She wore a black leather skirt that hugged her shredded frame, showing rippling muscles everywhere. Her fuckable thighs were bare, and Giselle longed to rub her face between them until she drowned in thigh butter. Fleur's white button-down shirt showed off her perfect tits and slender waist. Surely these men wished that shirt was open and they could play with her tiny pink nipples while licking her clit, sending the brat into orgasm heaven.

Fleur, who Giselle thought would love any bar on earth looked like a stuck-up gal who'd just been told she couldn't shop at Gucci anymore. Her full red lips pouted and scowled at everyone and everything. Her eyes rolled, expressing that she was too good to even breathe the air in this shit hole. Giselle chuckled to herself, wondering why Fleur even bothered to show up. Just because you got asked to join the adventuring party didn't mean you had to join. There were flags to check, relationship points to establish!

Sofi, with the most enormous ass fittingly brought up the rear, her attention focused solely on her phone screen as she incessantly tapped and swiped, likely updating her social media accounts. Giselle had to nudge her a few times to get her to look up and avoid walking into a table, but Sofi was in her own world, oblivious to the hungry stares of the men around them. And hungry they were as Sofi's buns poured out a white romper that read "FAMOUS" on the front.

The girls took a seat at a newly vacated table with the stares and whispers following them, some appreciative, some jealous, and some downright hostile. Giselle fidgeted with the hem of her skirt, feeling her nerves get the better of her.

"Quit tugger'in on your skirt, Giselle," Dusty snapped. "It ain't gonna get any longer."

Giselle's cheeks flushed, and she laughed weakly, smoothing out her skirt self-consciously.

"I'm gonna go find us some answers," Dusty declared, her doe eyes narrowed as she scanned the room. "You girls keep your pretty little eyes peeled for anyone actin' sus."

With that, Dusty strutted off, her blonde curls bouncing as she approached a group of burly men in the corner. Giselle watched, impressed by Dusty's fearlessness, but also a little worried for her friend's safety. Surely, someone so teeny posed only a microscopic threat to any opponents?

"This place is uncivilized," Tristabelle remarked, her nose wrinkled in distaste. "I do not understand why anyone would frequent such an establishment…oooh look an automaton bull! How lovely!"

The girls were faced with trying to stop Tristabelle from charging ahead at the mechanical bull resting to the dance floor's right. A chubby ginger in tank top and body glitter just tumbled off to the padding bellow, cursing her luck.

"Fairies were not meant to handle the mystical brilliance of living machines," Princess Tristabelle noted to the sulking ginger.

"Excuse me? My mom and dad are on the council. Do you know that?"

"Underestimate a princess of Golden Land all you wish, fool! Filthy Commoner, to me!" Princess Tristabelle pointed a long, seemingly magical finger at Giselle.

"Why do I have to be filthy?"

"When's the last time you bathed?" Fleur quipped.

“It…it…it’s been a long day!”

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