It’s All About Interpretation

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By Elizabeth Morgan

In my honest opinion, the paranormal genre is probably one of the trickiest genres to write. There are a certain number of supernatural creatures that people favour above the rest, or well, tend to write more than others: vampires, werewolves, angels, demons and witches. With so many books out there featuring these creatures it is plain to see why each author has to put their own spin on them. Naturally, they want to keep these well know beings fresh and interesting for the readers, while at the same time fitting their versions of these beings in to the world they have created and giving them a solid place.

I have read a couple of articles in regard to arguments over the physical side of such creatures. For example, lots of people kicked off about Stephanie Meyer’s vampires sparkling. As a lover of vampires and someone who has read up on them I totally get where everyone is coming from, but why the hell not? Why shouldn’t vampires sparkle? It’s new, and different, and it totally works in the world that she has built. It is Stephanie’s interpretation of vampires.

And that’s what it’s all about, isn’t it? Interpretation. There is no wrong or right when it comes to conjuring creatures of myth and magic. It’s fun to see how many different ways these creatures can be created. Its fun to see them in different light, and setting, isn’t it?

I haven’t read every book in the world, and I have only read one book with mermaids in it. So, when I sat down and decided to write On the Rocks, with the intention of sliding a creature from the deep blue sea in there, I had to do some searching for other people’s interpretation of these creatures based on legends.

“The Nixie, like the mermaid, has a fish tail and is bare breasted, but the difference being that she has green skin, hair, and teeth. She can transform herself in to a young woman, or an old woman since she enjoys being on land and nearby communities.”

Alright, I can dig that as one idea for how these creatures may have looked, but for the point and purpose of my story I didn’t want just another longhaired, lushes babe. I wanted something a lot less attractive, and stereotypical. I wanted something a little more like this guy. Oh yeah, now this is the type of creature I wouldn’t want to get up close and personal with, if you know what I mean? ;-P

Some of you may have read that brief description and made up your own version of a Nixie, and now you might be looking at this creepy dude and thinking “no frickin’ way!” But hey, that’s just my interpretation.

(Pictures courtesy of google images. Picture one: The Rhine Maidens Warn Siegfried by Arthur Rackham, 1912. Picture two: The Creature of the Black Lagoon: movie image, 1954.)

OnThe Rocks
(The Edge Erotica Series)

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On the Rocks is the hottest club on South Padre Island, and Meghan’s new workplace.

If the warped mermaid uniform isn’t enough, the fact that she can’t stop thinking about the club’s singer, Zenzie, is. Everything about the female gets Meghan hot, but when she finally gets her shot with the temptress, it turns out Zenzie isn’t as perfect, or as human, as Meghan thought. 

There’s a first time for everything!

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by Elizabeth Morgan

On The Rocks is a story that contains many firsts for me. It’s the first short story I have ever written, and the first that is purely erotic. It is my first – of many, I do hope – story to be published with the awesome Decadent Publishing, and the first story I have created with two leading ladies.

I have to admit, I was slightly nervous when I began working on this story. All my books up to now have had a male and a female lead, so it was most unusual for me to get into the mindset of writing two female leads, but I have to say that I found it both refreshing and challenging.

I know many women worry about their male leads being too feminine, or too macho, and quite frankly I personally find that it can be the same struggle when writing women, especially when one of the females needs to take the lead in the relationship. I wanted the right balance in their individual roles, and in their relationship. I wanted everything to be natural, and to fit despite the otherworldly touches laced throughout.

But once I began writing, those details just slid in to place, and as always, worry disappeared the moment the story started to take form.

I have to say that although, On the Rocks is sexy and twisted, I absolutely loved working on it. I had an indecent amount of fun writing it. So much so, that I plan to write another f/f story in the near future.

Interested in winning a copy? All you have to do is leave a comment to this post and on November 8^th I will pick a winner with the help of Random.org

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On the Rocks

BLURB:

On the Rocks is the hottest club on South Padre Island, and Meghan’s new workplace.

If the warped mermaid uniform isn’t enough, the fact that she can’t stop thinking about the club’s singer, Zenzie, is. Everything about the female gets Meghan hot, but when she finally gets her shot with the temptress, it turns out Zenzie isn’t as perfect, or as human, as Meghan thought.  

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EXCERPT:

   Her warm breath skated down my neck causing a shiver to curl around my spine. She straightened then slid her hands through my hair. My eyelids fluttered at the feel of her fingertips stroking over my temples and along my hairline.

   “I saw you watching us.”

   I stared at her. “Excuse me?”

   “Do you like watching?” She retrieved a few items from the vanity table, twisted two sections of my hair, and pushed the hair clips into place. “It’s all right. You can tell me, Meghan.”

   My body tightened at the husky way she said my name. The knot between my legs pulsed under her piercing stare. I had no idea how, or even why she managed to get under my skin, but God, I wanted her.

   “I’m not a pervert or anything.”

   “I know you’re not.” She slid a chain of small red flowers into the black mass of my hair.

   “I just heard a noise. I guess my curiosity got the best of me.” I shifted on my seat. “I’m sorry—”

   “Don’t be. I liked you watching.”

   My nails dug into my knees as her hands moved down my throat. Her skin like satin—her touch, soft. She ran her fingertips over the top of my breasts.

   “I would have asked you to join us, if you hadn’t run.” Her gaze caught mine again while she slid her hand inside my skin-tone bra. “Will you run now, or will you do what we both know you want to do?”

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BIO:

Elizabeth lives in a small country village in Cheshire, England, with two cats. You will always find her on the computer, blasting music and writing away. She started life wanting to be an actress because she loved performing. She enjoyed nothing more than being able to make people laugh, to distract them from reality for a few hours. She studied Musical Theatre in college, but during her second year, her mind started to overflow with ideas for scripts and she began writing plays. Slowly over the following three years, she was writing more and more, channeling her imagination into more detailed manuscripts...

Here she is, years later, hiding away like a hermit, writing like crazy and loving every minute of it.

Where to find Elizabeth Online:

Website: www.e-morgan.com
Blog: www.xxxxmyworldxxxx.blogspot.com
Twitter: @EMorgan2010
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Typical Ménage Fun

by Sascha Illyvich

My latest EDGE story from Decadent Publishing involves one hot, yet overworked guy, and his loving best friend.  Mark's workaholic habits have prevented him from seeing the subtle and not so subtle signs Treasure has given him indicating her desire for more than just friendship.  And she'd remained unaware of his hidden passion to have his hands all over her luscious body while he's buried deep inside until they both end up in a sweat covered climax.

When he shows up at her apartment, the last thing he expects after issuing her a dare to make him pay attention to her, is for her to actually carry out her threat.  When she shows up in front of him wearing sexy lingerie, the fun begins. Then things get hotter as a second, sexy friend of hers joins the fun and the three end up exploring the limits of each other's bodies.

EXCERPT:  

Mark looked at Treasure, wishing he could just fall asleep in beautiful pools of her eyes. Or swim naked with her. 

His cock hardened uncomfortably in his trousers.  Could Treasure feel his arousal?

Did she know the depths of wickedness he'd love to explore with her?

He fought a yawn from the overbearing heat and length of his flight.  Closing his eyes, he leaned back in the chair and let out a breath.  The hectic schedule his travel required of him would exhaust anyone. 

The fact that his property was in Kingwood, he had to fly into Houston Intercontinental and then drive all the way back to Sugarland where Treasure lived added to his building fatigue, but hell, he’d do anything to see her standing before him, looking at him with a hidden mischievous grin and her hands on her hips.  Nipples would ache for him and jut out proudly while her oh so kissable lips moved.

“I’ve got all sorts of ideas, babe.”

“I’m sure you do,” she nodded.  “Just come to bed when you’re done.”

She walked away, ass swaying from side to side with each step she took.  Hands reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head before she disappeared, leaving him with a view of tanned skin, no bra and the need to slake his own primal needs tonight.

“Damnit!”  Mark knocked back the drink and slammed the glass on the table.  He certainly didn't look forward to the next few weeks of very long Saturdays despite being so close to achieving his financial goals.  Not if Treasure intended to taunt him with hints at her naked flesh. 

He had to do something about his raging erection.  Maybe a cold shower.  Or maybe a long, hot shower featuring Treasure stepping into the large tub with him, setting her delectably round ass against his cock and coating his dick in her juices would... 

Sadly, Mark showered quickly, ignoring his hard on.  He dressed in pajama bottoms, a tank top that showed off his muscular arms and pale skin.  Bedtime included a nightcap, a large one designed to knock him out so he’d sleep without dreaming of Treasure’s body blanketing his while her pussy milked the life out of him. 

Mark slumped back in his chair, head hanging forward.  He took a sip of bourbon, let the liquid burn his throat before he took another longer swig.  Sitting up, he looked over the now neatly organized stack of papers

“Treasure?”

His lips curled upward. 

The bedroom door opened.  “Mark,” The soft lilting of her voice reignited the spark of arousal. 

Mark set his glass on the desk and waited.  “Yes dear?”

“It’s bedtime.  Come to bed.”

She sounded needy. Another man would have missed the subtlety of want in her voice.  “I have things to do before bed first.” 

“Then I’ll come to you.”  Her voice dripped with unmistakable husky lust. 

Mark arched a brow. 

A moment later, Treasure appeared before Mark wearing a black see through teddy that flowed out at the bottom with lace trimming and barely reached the top of her thighs.  A scrap of lace hid both nipples and obscured his view of her sex.  Dirty blonde hair fell around her shoulders in loose curls, bouncing with each step she took towards him.  Hands started at her shoulders, smoothed down her arms, over full breasts and down her round stomach until stopping at her hips. Treasure stuck one leg forward, took a tentative step closer to Mark and stopped mere inches from him. “Well?”

His jaw dropped.  He blinked several times to make sure he was seeing right before focusing on her expression. 

She frowned.  “You think I’m fat.  I knew it.”

“No!” He stood and took her hands in his.  His stomach tightened from the contact while his cock stirred against his pajamas.  Blood pumped faster down south and his mouth went bone dry.  “No, that’s not it. It’s just…just…wow Treasure.  I’ve dreamed of this for years.”

“What do you intend to do now?”  She tilted her head and her mouth curled into a wicked grin.

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