Sunday, October 28, 2012

3 HOT Paranormal Romances - Just in time for Halloween




Hi Everyone,

To celebrate my favorite month, I’m writing about what happens when horror meets romance… paranormal romance!

Although I write hot and spicy romances for AQP, I actually started out writing horror stories. (For some, that might seem like an odd combination, but it works for me. One half of my brain writes the horror, and the half writes the romance.) Since I grew up reading horror fiction and watching horror movies, it only seemed natural. (After all, Halloween is my favorite holiday!) Later, I branched out into science fiction and published 40 or so pulp fiction-style sci-fi stories for the Sun.

I like writing horror fiction because I get to explore different settings, plots, and characters that I couldn’t develop in romance. Sometimes after working on several romances, I’ll switch moods and write a horror story to give my brain and writing muscles a change of pace.

My horror short stories are more psychological/spooky/creepy than gory, and it’s fun to add something scary (or strange!) into a romance. Sometimes it’s hard to keep a paranormal romance within bounds – to blend just enough horror elements into the love story without grossing out the heroine/hero…. Other times the challenge is creating a believable plot or finding a way to make a “monster” attractive/romantic/sexy. With paranormals, you never know where a story idea will come from.

For example, my contemporary paranormal Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover started out with the premise – “What if a vampire went to the beach and fell in love with a surfer?”  The book is extra “unique” in that it’s told in first person from the male character’s point of view. I made Cassie (the vampire) sympathetic and sexy, and not overtly terrifying – yet she still flexed her vampire muscles when she wanted to.  

My second paranormal, Beauty & the Bigfoot sprung from another “what if” idea. What if a girl fell in love with a Sasquatch? And, what if her father was the town crackpot Bigfoot hunter? I wrote the story as a contemporary comedy (how could it not be?) and had great fun creating the oddball characters and their wacky situations. And yes, there’s plenty of romance between Tara and her sexy Sasquatch. Writing the love scenes was challenging – I had to keep things interesting, yet write them in a way that was believable to the readers and characters. (It must have worked because the book got several great reviews and readers love the chemistry between the two lovebirds!)

 
Killer in Wolf’s Clothing (released in July) is my most recent paranormal and it’s also my second gay romance. But it’s not your usual werewolf love story - readers should know that Deke, the werewolf character, doesn’t actually turn into a “wolf” – he becomes an aggressive Alpha male. As I say in the book, “It’s more Incredible Hulk than American Werewolf in London.”


Although Killer in Wolf’s Clothing is my third paranormal romance, I almost had a problem writing the story because I’m “old-school” when it comes to creatures of the night and I expect my werewolves to be violent and vicious (like my vampires) not cuddly. In my opinion, if a person is going to turn into a werewolf/wolf-man, he should look like the werewolves in the movie Dog Soldiers. (A horror movie which I highly recommend!)

But Deke is a badass and the antagonist, Blayne, is just about as violent and vicious as you can get (without fangs and claws). I hope readers enjoy the story and the characters. This book was a lot of fun to write and although it’s dark in places, Larry lightens the mood with his offbeat sense of humor.


Here are quick excerpts from the books.

Happy Haunting!

Kelli

 


 

As soon as we got to my place, Cassie had me close all the blinds and run a hot shower. She stripped in the middle of the living room and casually tossed her clothes on the couch.

I stood gaping at her like I’d never seen a naked woman before. “You’re beautiful,” I whispered. And I meant it. Her pale skin was flawless, and the sight of her perky breasts made my mouth water.

Cassie stepped in front of me and ran her fingertips down my bare chest. Her touch sent a shiver through me, but for some reason, it aroused me.

I moaned and closed my eyes. Cassie slid her cold hand lower, past my ribs, down to the waistband of my bathing suit—then stopped and pulled away. I opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of her as she headed into the steamy bathroom. For a second, it looked like she was vanishing into vapor. I shook my head to clear it, then followed her in…

 

The book link is:


 

 

Excerpt from Beauty & the Bigfoot:

 

“Native nonsense! That’s your mother’s side of the family talking,” her father said, dismissing her with a wave of his hand. “The scientists will have their own name for him. Stay here and feed him some hot dogs.” He tossed the package of raw hot dogs to her. “I’m going inside to get the video camera.”

Her father left her there, cradled in Bigfoot’s—Joe’s—arms.

“So, what do you like to do for fun? I figure you’re an outdoorsy kinda of guy, huh?”

Joe blinked at her a few times, and she smiled. “You know, Joe, if you weren’t so hairy, you’d be cute. Some women like the hairy caveman-type of guy. Me, not so much. But you sure are strong and muscular.”

“Cheep, cheep, cheep.” Joe’s top lip peeled back into something that looked like a sneer.

“Did you say something? Oh wow! That’s rich! Wait till my father hears this. You say your first words and he misses them! I’ve heard the screeching vocalizations you guys make before, but never—”

Joe pressed her face against his chest, muffling her words. The chains rattled as he smoothed her loose hair with his left hand. She closed her eyes and inhaled Joe’s musky, yet sweet, scent. A moment later, the shed felt like it was spinning and fading. Her breathing slowed, and her nipples hardened under her T-shirt. A warm tingle spread through her, then she went limp in Joe’s arms.

He’s turning me on. What the hell is happening here?

She struggled to regain her senses and pulled away. Joe huffed and sneered again.

“Are you hungry? Why don’t we have a snack?” She opened the package of raw hot dogs and held one out to him. He snatched it from her, then shoved the whole thing in his mouth.

 “Well at least you’ve got better manners than my last date. He—” Her words were cut off as Joe stuffed a hot dog into her mouth. A second later, he took it out, trailed it around her lips, and huffed.

“Thanks. I’m—”

Joe slipped the hot dog into her mouth again, then wiggled it around. He took it all the way out, then eased it back in again.

She arched an eyebrow. Was it her imagination, or was Joe being perverted?

 


 


 

Larry stared at the carpet while Deke talked to Lobo and Lono. Except for the fact that one had honey-blond hair, he couldn’t tell the twins apart. They were built like professional wrestlers and stood well over six and a half feet tall. They each had brown eyes and wore sleeveless black spandex T-shirts. Their biceps were bigger than his thighs.

Lono kept eyeing him up, and it made him nervous. He hoped his price of admission wasn’t bending over for them. If they were as well hung and as horny as Deke, it would be like getting balled by an elephant.

“He sent you? I always liked Slave Steve,” Lobo said as he tucked Daisy’s note into his pants.

“He yours?” Lono asked Deke.

Deke nodded. “He gives good head.”

“Prove it,” Lono said, folding his arms across his chest.

Deke turned to him. “On your knees.”

Larry looked from Deke to Lono and back to Deke. Who was he supposed to blow? All of them? Lono or Lobo? Or Deke?

“Your master gave you an order,” Lobo said.

Larry got on his knees. Why didn’t Deke ask them about Blayne? They were security, they would know about the fight last month.

Deke unfastened his jeans and pulled them past his hips. He didn’t bother with underwear. “Here you go. Start sucking, slave.”

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Monday, October 22, 2012

Confessions of a Vampire's Lover - an Inside Look





Greetings and Happy October!

 

As most everyone knows, I write spicy romances and spooky horror fiction. For some, that might seem an odd combination, but it works for me. I like to say that “one half of my brain writes the horror, and the half writes the romance.”

I grew up in a very rural town in upstate New York and each October I was entranced by colorful fall leaves, endless corn fields, pumpkin patches, creepy houses, old cemeteries…and my imagination. I read horror fiction and watched Twilight Zone reruns, so it only seemed natural that I’d write horror fiction. (After all, Halloween is my favorite holiday!) Later, I branched out into writing romance, and of course, paranormal romance.

So far, I’ve written three paranormal romances for Amber Quill Press (Killer in Wolf’s Clothing, Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover, and Beauty & the Bigfoot).

 

Confessions of aVampire’s Lover offers a different view of a vampire romance. For starters, the novella is told in the first person from the hero’s point of view. The story also makes use of an unusual setting – the beach.

 

So, how did this story come about? My original idea for the story was: “What if a vampire went to the beach and fell in love?” (It’s sort of a twisted summer romance…)

 

I’m married to a surfer and one of our trips to the beach got my imagination going. I liked the idea of contrasting typical sun-worshipping beachgoers and surfers with a darkness-loving elusive vampire. (Besides, what could be more mismatched than a die-hard surfer falling in love with a nocturnal blood-drinker?)

 

Although the story is about a vampire, I wanted to keep the central focus on Brian and Cassie’s relationship and not on the ‘bloodier’ aspects of vampirism. I think there’s a fine line when blending horror and romance into paranormal romance. Too much gore or a “too terrifying” creature can snap the readers (and the characters) out of the romance and into a full-on horror story.

 

I love combining my two favorite genres into one great story. (You can check out my romances and horror stories on my blog) Some people think it’s strange, but writing horror lets me explore characters, settings, and plots you don’t normally find in romance. And every so often, it’s good to mix the two a little and see what happens.

 

Here’s a book summary and a steamy excerpt from Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover.

 


The moment Brian spotted Cassie sitting on the moonlit beach, he was hooked. Beautiful, smart, and sexy, Cassie is the girl of his dreams. She didn’t mind that he spent the hot summer days riding the ocean waves, because once the sun set, he belonged to her–all night long!

 

Everything is perfect between them–until Brian discovers Cassie’s shocking secret. Can Brian give up the sun, sand, and surf to be with the woman he loves?

 

Read Brian’s first-hand account of their unusual love story in… Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover!

 


 

The excerpt:

She draped her arms around my neck and pulled me close, as if she were hungry for my touch. Her wet lips met mine, and a shock coursed through my entire body. Cassie’s lips were soft and supple, but ice cold. It was the strangest kiss I’d ever experienced, and it stirred something primal in me.

I let out a throaty groan as a hot rush of blood surged to my cock. I stiffened in an instant and clasped Cassie’s buttocks hard. A burning desire to have her overtook me, and I fought the urge to push her down on the sand and shove myself into her—anything to release my raging need.

Cassie kissed me deeper and twisted her tongue around mine. The world seemed to spin, and once again I felt myself falling under her spell. I was hers, willing to do whatever she wanted. After a moment, she released me.

Wait for me on the beach. I’ll let you take me any way you want,” she whispered, then dove back into the water.

I made my way to shore as quietly as possible and flopped onto the sand. My heart raced out of control and my stiff cock ached with every heartbeat.

I closed my eyes and tried to think rationally. What was Cassie doing out there? Nobody could see in the ocean at night or safely swim with sharks after dark. Maybe Cassie was a mermaid. I chuckled at my own stupidity. Mermaids weren’t cold, they couldn’t vanish into thin air, and they didn’t hide from the sun. That was a vamp—

“Look what I found.”

I opened my eyes. Cassie stood over me, holding something shiny in her hand. The gold ring gleamed in the moonlight. I took it from her and studied it. The stone was dark, almost blood red. I handed it back to her and she slipped it on her ring finger.

“You really should let me explore for awhile. There are a lot of interesting things down there,” she said.

I scowled. “How did you find that in the water? It’s pitch black.”

            “Don’t ask, Brian.” Cassie straddled my hips and kissed me. She bent close, offering me her breast. I drew it into my mouth and sucked eagerly. To my surprise, she felt flushed and warm, and tasted salty, like the ocean.

            Cassie gasped and arched her head back. “Make love to me, Brian. I want to feel alive,” she said as she unzipped my jeans….

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Here’s what reviewers had to say:

 

“In Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover, Kelli A Wilkins writes a story filled with seeming incongruities. It is only one of a dozen reasons her stories are so intriguing and exciting. She manages to put such a variety of characters together, and melding them so perfectly you never notice the things that shouldn’t be possible. Her stories premises always seem to include the unusual, and that is evident in her very unique ways of telling her tales, whether they are fantasy, contemporary, or paranormal. Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover makes for interesting reading, and a story too good to put down. If you want a good look into one of the world of Kelli A Wilkins, then head on over to Amber Quill Press and look for her book Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover.” - Rose, reviewer, romanceatheart.com

 

“My first thought after finishing Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover was “what a fun story.” Kelli A. Wilkins has spun a fast, entertaining, deliciously wicked tale that was wonderfully satisfying. What makes Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover somewhat unusual is that the story is written in the first person, entirely from the hero’s point of view. I was delighted by Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover. It’s fascinating and sensual with two immensely likeable protagonists. I am fast becoming a fan of Ms. Wilkins’s stories and look forward to reading more of her work in the future.” - Shayna, Reviewer, Joyfully Reviewed

 

“3 Coffee Cups! “Confessions of a Vampire’s Lover” is a hot read. Cassie is a person who goes after what she wants. I loved the way she could often read Brian’s thoughts and end his sentences before he spoke. Some of their more ardent moments were so visual, I could almost see the intensity on their faces. Kelli A. Wilkins creates two different characters who connect well with each other and with the reader. She pens a delightful story I could read again and still fall in love with Cassie and Brian all over again. This enchanting tale has a way of spreading sunshine to the heart.” - Cherokee, Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More

 

“4 Stars! Wow! Confessions of a Vampire's Lover is one scorching read. When I said that Brian and Cassie couldn’t keep their hands off each other, I wasn’t joking. The sex between these two was so steamy that if it got any hotter, Brian and Cassie would be on fire. At just only 49 pages, Confessions of a Vampire's Lover is one quick read and I have put Kelli A. Wilkins on my must read list.” - Cheryl, Reviewer, Manic Readers

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Don't miss the next blog - Halloween is just around the corner!
Until then...
Happy Haunting!
Kelli
 


Monday, October 15, 2012

Even More Spooky Stories for the Halloween Season!







Hello everyone!
Welcome to part three of my horror fiction blog! This week, I’m sharing an inside look at two more stories, “The Ape” and “Not Your Ordinary Little Green Men”.


The Ape” appeared in TheFour Horsemen: An Anthology of Conquest, War, Famine & Death, published by Pill Hill Press. This anthology of twenty-five short stories is based on The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. In “The Ape” a young boy in South Carolina uses an unusual “toy” as a tool for revenge.

An Excerpt from The Ape

Billy wrinkled his nose as he entered the dimly lit shop. The air smelled funny, like a mix of spices and smoke. He closed the door behind him, cutting himself off from the outside world. His mind fired a jumble of warnings. Nobody knew where he was… he wasn’t supposed to be here… who knew what might happen to him?

He fought the urge to yank open the door and run, but he couldn’t. He had work to do. It had taken every bit of courage he had to get this far, and he wasn’t going to give up now. Everyone in town knew where the voodoo-lady practiced her magic—but no kid in fourth grade had ever been brave enough to come inside before.

The red curtain behind the high wooden counter whipped open. An ancient black woman wearing a bright yellow dress stood in the doorway, looking him up and down. She frowned. “Little boy, what you doin’ here? Don’ you know better?”

“I need a spell,” he whispered.


My humorous sci-fi short, "Not Your Ordinary Little Green Men" is one of 14 sci-fi tales appearing in What if…. Each story is unique and is based around the concept of “what if…” In “Not Your Ordinary Little Green Men”, a young couple moves into an old Victorian house and discovers they’re not alone.

An Excerpt from Not Your Ordinary Little Green Men

Sam grabbed a handful of yellowed "Not of This World" newsletters and dumped them into a trashbag. Everywhere he looked, he found books and pulp magazines about UFOs, aliens, and mystical creatures.

"No wonder everyone thought the old lady was a wacko," he muttered. He glanced at the cover of a sci fi magazine. The poorly drawn illustration showed three little green men standing next to a rocket. He frowned. Maybe these magazines had given Margie the idea about the pixies, or maybe she'd been hearing the strange noises at night, too.


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Next week I’ll be back with a look at paranormal romances. Until then, you can check out more of my writings on my site: www.KelliWilkins.com

Happy Haunting!
Kelli


Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Two More Spooky Stories for the Halloween Season!






Hi everyone! 

Hope you’re enjoying the autumn weather!

Today I’m sharing an inside look at two more of my horror stories, “Kropsy’s Curse” (an individual flash fiction read available from Fictionwise), and “Just an Innocent Little Cat” (which appears in the Dark Things II: Cat Crimes anthology).

As almost everyone knows, Halloween is my favorite holiday, and before I started writing erotic romances, I wrote lots of horror stories. When I was growing up, I always wanted one of my horror stories to get published in an anthology so people could read it. Well, I'm happy to say that my horror fiction has appeared in several print and online anthologies.

And even though I’m writing romances, my horror stories have a special place in my heart! Don’t worry, I haven’t stopped writing horror - new stories will be out in the next few months. Until then, here's a little bit of backstory about each of these tales of terror:


My Halloween-themed short, Kropsy'sCurse was published in the October 2003 issue of The Far Sector SFFH and is available in electronic format from Fictionwise. (Isn’t that a great cover?!) I actually had the ending to this little gem in my head before I knew the rest of the story. In this tale, I combine the best of Halloween/horror themes into a quick and spooky read. Remember folks, if you go exploring a graveyard on Halloween, leave the ouija board home!

Here’s an Excerpt from Kropsy's Curse

Kyle’s sneakers slipped on the dewy grass as he followed Jerry down the last hill in the cemetery. The moon appeared as a slit in the night sky. Dark clouds occasionally floated out of its way, and a sliver of pale yellow mixed with the blue-black night.

A field of headstones stretched before them. The white marble markers, old and worn, were sunk into the ground and leaning in different directions. Kyle knew they had to be in this section, the neglected part of the cemetery, for tonight's purpose.
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 Just an InnocentLittle Cat” was published in Dark Things II: Cat Crimes:Tales of Feline Mayhem and Murder. The character of Chester is based on a real-life orange cat with an attitude. Cats are loyal and devoted creatures – and they’re damn smart, too. This “tail” is a good example of what could happen if you don’t stay on a cat’s good side. All proceeds from sales of this anthology go to several cat sanctuaries across the USA.

An Excerpt from Just an Innocent Little Cat


Chester sat on the bathroom floor with his tail wrapped around his body. He arched his neck and lifted his nose high in the air. Eggs and bacon. Betty was making food downstairs. That left him alone with Danny.

He leapt onto the side of the blue bathtub and sat on the rim, just outside the shower curtain. The hot water was running inside the tub, and he twitched his nose at the harsh-scented detergents filling the room. He studied the shadow of the fat man as he moved around behind the thin curtain.

Last night, he’d decided that Danny had to go. Before Danny came, Betty used to have her lady friends over to visit. They played something called “Scrabble.” Sometimes, the little brown pieces of tile landed on the floor and he swatted them under the couch. It was a fun game. But now, the nice ladies didn’t visit anymore. Danny wouldn’t allow them to come here. This made Betty sad.

After a few minutes, Danny turned off the water and opened the shower curtain. He yelped and stepped back.

“Damn thing! Get the hell out of here!”

Chester riveted his gaze on Danny, then hissed.

“Ma, hey, ma!” Danny screamed and covered himself with his hands. “Get this cat outta here!”

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I hope you’ll check out the stories! They really were a lot of fun to write. Check out the new horror pages I made on the blog. Next week, I’ll offer up two more tales….

Until next time, Happy Haunting!
Kelli


Monday, October 1, 2012

Two Spooky Stories for the Halloween Holiday Season






Happy October!

As most everyone knows by now, I not only write sizzling erotic romances, I also write short horror fiction. I’m kicking off my month of horror blogs with a look at two of my short stories that have appeared in horror anthologies.

If you’re looking for a gift for someone who likes to read horror stories - or if you’re a horror fan who wants to get in the spirit of the holiday season, Frightmares and Haunted are just for you!

Haunted is a collection of 42 stories about haunted places! Set in a haunted house, “Whispers from the Past” blends the paranormal with a startling bit of reality. The anthology is available in paperback and electronic formats

Here’s an excerpt:
Paul rolled over in the narrow twin bed and tried to ignore the faint whispers. No matter what he did, they invaded his mind like silvery moonbeams.

He closed his eyes and counted to fifty, hoping to focus on anything but those quiet sounds on the edge of his sanity. Ghosts did not exist, yet he was hearing eerie noises in the dead of night.

The whispers grew louder, more insistent. Now and then, he could make out a word or two in the hushed voice he recognized from long ago. It can't really be him. It's just my over-stimulated imagination, or maybe the contest people are playing tricks on me.
"Stop it!"

He snapped back the bedclothes and stood up. The whispery voice fell silent. He let out a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair.

My flash fiction story, “Death is Just a Tick Away” appeared in Dark Moon Digest’s e-magazine (Issue #1), and it also appears in the Frightmares:A Fistful of Flash Fiction Horror paperback anthology published by Dark Moon Books. The story is based on a real superstition!

The book is a compilation of dozens of flash fiction horror stories. Each tale is under 500 words and is a quick read. The authors weren’t limited to a central theme (vampires, zombies, or haunted places), so each story is completely unique.

Here’s an excerpt:

Dave couldn’t sleep. The ticking echoed through the house. Even at 35 years old, the damn thing still spooked him. Lots of families passed down stories to scare kids, but most of them didn’t involve cursed objects that could kill.

He was seven when Dad had told him about the clock. His great, great grandfather had severely beaten a servant who had forgotten to wind the clock, and the old lady had cast the curse on them. If ever the clock was allowed to wind down to a stop, one of his family members would die.

Three days ago, Dave’s father had been found lying at the base of the black walnut clock, one arm stretched toward the ten-foot high carved demon. Paramedics said he had suffered a heart attack. But Dave thought he knew better. Dad had been trying to wind the clock.

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Next week on the blog I’ll share two more horror stories! And I've also added links to my horror stories on the blog’s upper right corner. 

Until next time!
Happy Haunting,
Kelli