Showing posts with label Linda Nightingale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Linda Nightingale. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 29, 2020

Houston’s Robo Brothel—Not!! #Androids #SciFiRomance #FantasyRomance @LNightingale



By Linda Nightingale (Guest Blogger)

Houston, Texas to host the first sex doll brothel in America? NO, said the Mayor, that single syllable resounding around this country. Immediately, the city council amended an existing ordinance to forbid business patrons from engaging in sexual congress with inanimate objects.

Not so the rest of the world.

At Aura Dolls, a love doll brothel in Toronto, clients pay $120 an hour plus $90 per half-hour to do whatever they desire to the six dolls on staff. Aura’s employees ‘freshen up’ the dolls between appointments, taking various safety precautions. The Toronto brothel is not the first of its kind. Similar enterprises can be found in Barcelona, Moscow, and Turin, Italy.

I was surprised that the Toronto firm chose Houston of all places to open its first brothel in the United States. I lived in Houston for 14 yeas, and it is a rather traditional and not the most liberal city. The brothel seemed destined to fail in its endeavor to open its doors.

In addition to the religious, legal, and moral issues, the sex doll brothel industry faces certain other disadvantages like the high cost of their ‘prostitutes’ themselves. A customized Real Doll costs about $6,000. Then we have the legal ramifications. The love doll brothels exist in a somewhat gray area. They don’t violate most state prostitution laws, but the intense moral opposition to sex work in the US will probably constitute an almost insurmountable barrier to robot sex workers..

Since the 1970s when Ben Skora created his human-like robot, Americans have been fearful of being replaced by robots. In some industries, this has proven true. There’s a humanlike newscaster and Sophia has appeared before the UN. These are androids as opposed to love dolls. Will this be true for sex workers or will flesh-and-blood win over silicones? A man in England—with his wife’s permission!—married his love doll.

Oddly enough, both of my Tomorrow's Angels books are set in Houston. Go figure. I’m psychic!

There has always been a demand for prostitutes. That fact is unlikely to change. Some of the opposition has even said it is degrading to machines. Not to get into robot rights, but does degrading machines compare to human women being degraded in similar circumstances?

I found out about the love dolls when a friend in Texas messaged me on Facebook. She said only, “Love For Sale.” (the title of the first book in the Tomorrow’s Angels series). Love For Sale and my new release, Life for Sale, star sentient androids indistinguishable from human who’re programmed as loving companions. The Special Editions created by Mayfair Electronics have emotions and react like a human. They are intelligent and charming. They’re everything you could want in a lover, but would you be creeped out?

Blurb

Mayfair Electronics has created life.

But four of their Special Editions—sentient androids indistinguishable from human—have escaped. Rebel, Christian Aguillard and his owner, March, are on the run, but they have a bigger problem than his creator's plan to destroy him. They've discovered that one of the renegades has suffered a dangerous malfunction, threatening them with more than just exposure.

Trapped on a cruise ship in the middle of the Atlantic, March and Christian must stop the insane robot before someone else dies. All the evidence points to March being the killer's next victim.


Excerpt

Why are you here? To spout more nonsense?” Spitting mad, Monica reared up in her enemy’s face.

Not at all.” March’s hand flashed, almost too rapidly for Monica to see, and came down hard below her nose in a Judo-like attack.

Shocked and in pain, she stumbled back, switching modes as she pushed off the bed. “That’s it, whore. You’re a dead woman.”

I don’t think so,” her rival gritted out, hands braced on her hips, her expression as cold and hard as her mediocre brown eyes. She shook her head. “Look, Monica, I know you’re aware of your actions. I’m going to give you a chance. You must deactivate until we can safely transport you to Dr. Cross for testing. Surely, you know something is wrong.”

As they say in the films, you and whose army?” She squared her shoulders, preparing to strike without notice. “I didn’t do anything to that bloody dog. I didn’t do anything to you, fool.”

You didn’t mention Anne.” The other woman seized Monica’s arm. “What did you do to Anne?”

Claws out, Monica lunged. March darted beneath her guard, stabbing at a spot beneath her left earlobe. Monica shoved her back. “Looking for my off switch, fool? It’s well hidden, like where Ms. Goodie Two Shoes wouldn’t even think about going.”

Her insane human rival stood at the locked door, her stance as much as saying to leave Monica would have to get past her. No prob. She stalked toward her rival, murder in her eyes. March didn’t move. When Monica threw a punch at her eye, she moved by the gods.

The American whore lurched back, crossing her arms across her face, anticipating Monica’s next attack. Forearm struck forearm. A human bone should break, but March stood her ground, her limb intact. She recovered too quickly, dealing Monica a hard blow beneath her cheekbone, barely missing her eye, slamming her back against the wall.

I don’t know what you are, March Morgan,” she sneered. “But it’s not going to save your butt.”

No, but I am.” Looking like an avenging angel, Christian—in a Houston t-shirt and khaki shorts, his long hair disheveled—had somehow appeared behind March without either of them hearing.



Praise for Linda Nightingales’ Life for Sale

Linda Nightingale’s Life for Sale takes the characters from Love for Sale and sets them on a dangerous adventure for these androids posing as human. After fleeing at the end of the first book, they are trying to hide from the watchful eye of Mayfair, but decide a reunion is in order. One of the four, however, is suffering a murderous malfunction. The resulting story is not so much a murder mystery as it is a study of a chaotic mind, albeit lab created, yet eerily human in its madness. Nightingale has seamlessly made the unbelievable believable for the reader with a totally unexpected, but thoroughly satisfying ending to this duet. Imaginative premise, well developed characters and an insight into a mind gone wrong make this a great read…S. Hutchinson








About Love for Sale – first book in the Tomorrow’s Angels series


In Love for Sale, Mayfair Electronics company, in black and white, offers “love for sale”. Mayfair has engineered sentient androids indistinguishable from humans. March Morgan flies to England and meets the man she has been searching for her entire life. Christian requires no programming to love March at first sight, but her past and his future soon threaten their happiness—and their lives.

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About the Author

  
After 14 years in Texas, Linda returned home to her roots in the South Carolina red clay. She has eight published novels, four of which are available from Audible.com in audio. For many years, she bred, trained and showed the magnificent Andalusian horses. So, she’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer. She’s won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers’ Magnolia Award for Excellence, the Raven Award, and the SARA Merritt. In real life, she was a legal assistant.


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Thursday, October 31, 2019

For the first time in eternity, the clock is ticking - #Review #Vampires #Giveaway @LNightingale

Sinner's Opera cover

Blurb

Morgan D'Arcy is an English lord, a classical pianist, and a vampire. He has everything except what he desires most—Isabeau. As the Angel Gabriel he's steered her life and career choice, preparing her to become Lady D'Arcy.

Many forces oppose Morgan's daring plan—not the least of which is Vampyre law.

Isabeau Gervase is a brilliant geneticist. Though she no longer believes in angels, she sees a ticket to a Nobel Prize in Gabriel's secrets—secrets that have led her to a startling conclusion. Gabriel isn't human, and she fully intends to identify the species she named the Angel Genome. Morgan is ready to come back into Isabeau's life, but this time as a man not an angel. Will he outsmart his enemies, protect his beloved and escape death himself? For the first time in eternity, the clock is ticking.

Excerpt

A broken thing, once a man, sprawled in a congealed puddle of blood. My body rebelled, arms and legs unresponsive to my command. I held my breath, stifling tears. My fangs lacerated my lip. Gagging, I clamped a hand to my mouth. The horrified paralysis broke, and I stumbled toward my poor friend. Sorrow resonated in the marrow of my bones. Helplessness beat at me in waves. The hall clock ticked. Agonizing seconds. Finally, I looked at Avery. A pitiful whine wound from my throat.

My manservant’s neck had been savaged, the ever-present bowtie thrown aside. Rubies of blood winked everywhere on his perfect black suit. Countless wounds inflicted by the knife I had given him. I dropped to my knees and lifted his head onto my lap. He was alive, but his heart labored to pump what was left of his blood through his cold body. His chest heaved with the effort of breathing. I whispered his name. Dull eyes rolled open. The hope in them was unbearable, and I strangled on guilt.

Master. His bruised lips tried to form my name. I knew you’d come.

Oh, Avery, I’m sorry, so bloody sorry.” I stroked his cheek.

You’re crying,” he breathed. With the last of his strength, he gripped my sleeve, blue lips quivering. Do it now, Master.

For countless centuries, Man had searched for a way to convert base metals to gold. This vain hope was called the Arcanum. I could save Avery with the true Arcanum. The pale blood in my veins carried the virus that transformed mortality to immortality, but I simply could not. I had never performed the ritual, never intended to do so, unless Isabeau wished to join me in eternity. The hope in his faded eyes died. His pulse slowed, heart fluttering.

Review by Lisabet Sarai

I don’t read many vampire novels. If you’ll pardon a pun, the genre has really been done to death. Vampire fiction has become as predictable and boring as a political speech. Tropes have become clichés. Characters have degenerated into caricatures. It’s extremely difficult to find an author who can breathe some life into this ossified genre.

Linda Nightingale appears to be one such author.

In many ways, Sinner’s Opera hews to the traditions of vampire romance. The hero, Morgan d’Arcy, is more than four centuries old. He’s unbelievably powerful, irresistibly beautiful, seductive and charming, as well as wealthy. Outside the ken of normal humans, vampires have an elaborate shadow society, with formal rules and mysterious rituals (many named in Capital Letters to reinforce their grave import and consequences). Morgan is also a rogue, rebelling against the laws of the vampire kind in order to seek his own redemption.

Morgan needs blood to survive; his powers ebb quickly if he is starved. And like most fictional vampires, he has few qualms about taking human lives. Though he’s not without compassion, he does not hesitate to kill if that is required for his own survival.

Isabeau Gervase, the heroine, is perhaps less typical than Morgan. A celebrated geneticist, independent and a bit of a loner, she’s not the type to moon over a man, even one as gorgeous and accomplished as Morgan. Nevertheless, like all vampire romance heroines, she falls under Morgan’s spell. He pull hers into his magical orbit, where they share the Blood Bond, make intense and passionate love, and keep the world at bay. Isabeau stops working. Night becomes her day. She’s only full alive when she’s with Morgan.

All this must sound boring and familiar. However, many factors save Sinner’s Opera from being JAVR (Just Another Vampire Romance). First of all, the characters are far more complex, and more deeply flawed, than is typical in the genre. Morgan can be loving and loyal, but ultimately he’s selfish, prone to lying and breaking promises. One might hate him, if not for his absolute devotion to Isabeau. Also, he’s an artist – a brilliant pianist – so one has some incentive forgive his narcissism as the natural companion to talent.

Isabeau, we are told, is a scientific genius. Nevertheless when it comes to Morgan, she can be hopelessly blind. On the other hand, she’s amazingly courageous and resourceful. In one of the best scenes in the book, she rescues a weak and powerless Morgan from the clutches of his vampire enemies – using liquid nitrogen to temporarily freeze and disable his guards.

Now that’s an idea I’ve never encountered in a vampire novel!

The secondary characters in Sinner’s Opera are equally complicated. Two of them, Morgan’s elderly servant Avery and Isabeau’s best friend Kirsty, play critical roles in the plot. I had a harder time keeping track of the villains (of which there are many). There’s a lot of back story that I’m missing, since this is part of a series. I was sometimes confused, re-reading the same page multiple times as I tried to figure out who people were and how they were related.

Ms. Nightingale writes accomplished and evocative prose that brings both her characters and the atmospheric setting (Charleston, South Carolina) to vivid life. Each chapter begins with a quote, often from Oscar Wilde. Most are compellingly apt.

The book begins in the present, with a brutal and beautiful scene of lust and carnage, then flips back to the past. By the end of the novel, we know why Morgan has ended up in a church, weak and close to dead with a gaping hole in his chest. In the process, the author creates one dramatic scene after another, replete with blood, magic, revenge, lust and love. This is an erotic romance, and Ms. Nightingale does not close the bedroom door. Still I think there are more sword fights than love scenes.

Overall, I enjoyed Sinner’s Opera, much more than I expected, if I can be honest. There’s a lot of traditional vampire lore here, but Ms. Nightingale gives it an original spin. Meanwhile, the ending was (for me) pleasingly ambiguous. Die-hard romance fans will likely be incensed that Morgan and Isabeau do not get a standard HEA. In fact, they are separated. Still, they’ve both cheated death, and we know their love survives – presumably to deepen and develop in the next book of the series.

About the Author


She enjoys dressing up and hosting formal dinner parties!

After 14 years in Texas, Linda just returned home to her roots. She has seven published novels, four of which are available from Audible.com in audio. For many years, she bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses on their farm in Five Forks. So, she’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer. Our local author has won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers’ Magnolia Award and the SARA Merritt. She retired from a career as a legal assistant at MD Anderson Cancer Center to write full time.

She has two wonderful sons—one in Texas; one in England—and four equally marvelous grandchildren.

She loves horses, sports cars, music, and piano.










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Monday, October 1, 2018

Listen Up! @Lnightingale #Audiobook #Narrator #Vampire #Angel


By Linda Nightingale (Guest Blogger)

I now have five audiobooks. Later, I will regale you with a little more about them.

Two of them had a super narrator, an Englishwoman who brought Love For Sale and Morgan D’Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody to life. Her voice is beautiful, her accent perfect for the books. In Gambler’s Choice, I was told the recording wasn’t as clear. For Her General in Gray, a few reviewers didn’t like the narrator’s delivery. Gylded Wings—I thought the narrator’s tone wasn’t right for the book.

So, as you can see, it is a crap shoot what will turn out when you sign the contract. By and large, I am pleased with my audiobooks. I have been candid. You can listen to samples at Audible.com, and the audiobooks are free with a membership to Audible.com.

Writing for audiobooks is different, too. The dialogue must be clearly tagged as to the speaker. Sometimes, I write untagged dialogue when on the page it is easy to tell who is speaking. When you are listening, those passages of conversation might not be as easily understood as to speaker.

You ‘proofread’ the book by listening and sending corrections to the narrator, like a mispronunciation or a comment on the tone. I loved listening to my words being read aloud. I have a new release probably early next year, and it is my fervent desire that it will go to audio. Since Sinners’ Opera is the book of my heart, I hope I get a classy English narrator for the production!

Love For Sale


March Morgan believes in true love, but her faith in finding her soul mate is slowly fading.

She’s been married but never in love. So, it’s a miracle to find that fantasy exists on the last page of a women’s journal. Mayfair Electronics, Ltd., in a glossy black and white ad, offers Love for Sale. The London firm has engineered sentient androids indistinguishable from human. She flies to England and meets the man she has been searching for her entire life.

Christian requires no programming to love March at first sight. He’s handsome, cultured…absolutely perfect…and a little different from the other androids. He has an unexpected independent streak.

March signs on the dotted line, buying her dream man. They return to Houston, but soon her past and his future threaten their Happily Ever After—indeed their lives.


Morgan D’Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody



The greatest enemy of a vampire is boredom. Four centuries of existence have taught Lord Morgan Gabriel D'Arcy to fear nothing and no one. Humans and their weapons have little chance against his preternatural speed and arcane powers. Vampires are viral mutations of human DNA. Still, the Vampyre code requires secrecy, and he has learned to hide his nature from the world. The lure of mortality, of a life in the sun, puts Morgan again and again at the mercy of calculating human women though they fail to consider his charm and determination into the equation. However, even grooming a future bride from infancy proves to be fraught with heartbreak. And second chances are not always what they seem unless... you are Morgan. Immortality and beauty, aren’t they grand?


Her General in Gray



Autumn Hartley purchases Allen Hall at a steal, but the northern lass gets far more than a beautiful plantation in the South Carolina Low Country. The house comes complete with its own ghost, a handsome and charming Civil War General—for the Confederacy. The stage is set for another civil conflict.

John Sibley Allen died in battle from a wound in the back, the bullet fired by the turncoat, Beauregard Dudley. The traitor’s reincarnation is Autumn the Interloper’s first dinner guest. Sib bedevils her date and annoys her with fleeting, phantom touches, certain he can frighten her away as he did previous purchasers. As time marches on, her resident ghost becomes more appealing while her suitor, Beau, pales in comparison. Autumn finds her ability to love didn’t perish in the divorce that sent her south seeking a fresh start.

After over a century in the hereafter, Sib discovers he is falling for none other than the feisty Yankee girl, but what future could a modern woman and an old-fashioned ghost possibly hope for?


Gambler’s Choice



Becca McQuaid came to England to find the perfect horse but instead met a darkly mysterious challenge in Austen Heath, Baron of Hampton. She’s determined to buy Austen’s stallion Gambler’s Choice. He’s determined not to sell, but the rivals are thrown together by an accident that leaves Austen with a broken leg and the threat he’ll never ride again.

Austen Heath has the title, heritage and manor house…but not the fortune. Becca is wealthy. Her charms are irresistible, but he believes she’s shopping for a Ladyship to go with her money. He has another reason to hold the sexy blonde at arms’ length—the unexplained disappearance of an old friend everyone thinks was his lover. When her body is discovered on his property, he becomes a suspect in her murder.


Gylded Wings



Angels in slavery? Brit Montgomery cannot believe it, until she is sent on a rescue mission to another dimension and witnesses the cruel practice first hand. The angel, Gyldan, is the most beautiful being she’s ever seen. She is drawn to him but sometimes beauty disguises wicked secrets. This man who rocks her world seems more demon than angel.

Gyldan, born into slavery, has one desire—fly free. When he escapes to Earth, he faces an alternate self-realization full of dark glory…and disbelief. Gyldan is bent on experiencing his newfound powers unmindful of the harm to Brit or others. 
 
Confused and hurt by Gyldan’s erratic evil actions, Brit turns away. While Gyldan’s journey of self-discovery pulls him further distant, Brit finds acceptance in a solitary, comfortable life of her own until she realizes the day of reckoning has come. Will Gyldan be her final ruin or has he come back to her with a gift more precious than life itself? 

All these titles are available on Audible.com.

About the Author

Linda has lived an interesting life—from breeding and showing horses to working for a Circuit Judge—and won some prestigious awards for her writing. Find out more about her on her website and various social media, and she’d love to hear from you.

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