Vampires 101

Vampires do you want one and a guide to keep them.

1. Tall, handsome man who loves cemeteries and enjoys brooding.
2. Make sure he's sunlight resistant or be careful.
3. Don't have any pointy wooden objects in the house. And just to be on the safe side, hide all the crosses just in case he might be allergic to them.
4.Have the soil of his homeland nearby in case he has to have his daily rest.
5. Offer him the freshest red refreshment he wants.
6. Lock the shutters so no light comes in when he's sleeping.
7. Prepare the most fabulous coffin. He wouldn't want some pink chiffon lined wooded box that was left over from the 1880's
8.Have plenty of reading material that isn't vampire related.
9. Smash all the mirrors before he comes in.
10. Finally, make sure he has a wonderful view of your neck in case he wants a quick snack.


I hope you've enjoyed my class today. Please come back next time.
You're homework is to go out and write a 500 word essay on how to be the most perfect minion.

Bloodsucking Fiends

 Bloodsucking Fiends by Christopher Moore was a book I cam across in a dollar stationary store that was about a block from my work in Boston. At that time I was a freshman in college and working as a psychic. It was stuffed behind other books and only cost me about $4 or $5 bucks which was great since mine is hardback. Of course the cover with the vampire on it did it for me right away. I wasn't reading much in those days that wasn't vampires. Tarot books, palmistry, and light reading. I was even reading books on tealeaf readings and symbolism. I'd only been doing readings for a few months so I was trying to figure out what I was doing while trying not figure out the psychic part too.

Anyway, I fell in love with Christopher Moore. He's a very funny guy. So after that I was hooked. I went out and got all I could find and emailed him about writing more on the vampires. Years past and he did You Suck which is great and now I find out # 3 Bite Me! is coming out in March so I'm stoked.

If you haven't read him I suggest picking up one of his books.

But the real reason I, writing about the book is that I picked it up again after not reading it for several years. It's more of a nostalgic thing because it brings back a time in my life that I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do, the people I had around me, and the people that I sorely miss now a days. Living far away sucks. Facebook helps some. But it's been 12 years since I walked into the Tearoom not knowing what I was going to do and being scared to death I was going to mess something up. I mean telling people about their lives that's a big deal. Then again, not going crazy with the abilities I have either was another plus.

I've been thinking a lot lately about the way my life has turned out. Things happen because of choices etc, but they happen for a reason. The move to New Orleans never happened. I wanted a normal life and well my life is never normal. Every time I still try to read I loose my voice. Read or Write. Well I choose writing.

At my grandfather's funeral everyone complimented me on writing and that my grandfather was proud of me, but he just couldn't read anymore vampires. Well it makes sense as they weren't his cup of tea. For years he'd been asking me about a Fantasy Novel I have on the virtual shelf and if I'll ever get it published. I still don't know because it's a monster and it needs a ton of editing and rewriting. One day maybe. I think he liked it because at that point there was no sex in the books. I only started writing "erotica" when I was in mid-twenties so not very long.

 Everyone asks me who my favorite character is. The main one that I love to write about and that crops up in many of my books is Azrael, the angel of death. I'm not afraid of death. He's a very interesting fellow. Sometimes he's kind and others he's a bastard, but in the end  he is all about the greater good.

Recipe: Stuffed Shells

Hi Everyone,

I made stuffed shells for dinner tonight and wanted to share the recipe with everyone. I cook, but I never think to share what I make. I hope you like it.

1 box of jumbo shells
1 tomato
1/2 cup grated paramesiaon cheese
1 container of ricotta cheese 
1/4 cup of feta cheese
1/2 chopped spinach
1 1/2 lbs. of ground turkey
1/2 cup of cheddar cheese
1 cup mozzarella cheese
1 medium onion
1 bottle tomato sauce

Cook shells in boiling water for 14 minutes. Let cool.

Meanwhile, cook onions in frying pan along with ground turkey.

While this is cooking, chop tomato and spinach. Combine this with paramesion, feta, cheddar cheese, and ricotta. Set aside to chill.

Once ground turkey is done, combine with the ricotta cheese mixture. Spoon a Teaspoon into the shells and set into backing pan. Once all filled, cover with tomato sauce and mozzarella cheese.
Heat oven to 350 degrees and cook for an hour.

Let cool for 5 minutes and then enjoy.

Hubby enjoys this and I've enjoyed it since my grandmother first made it.



Cook Ground tur

Potrait of a Vampire out from Purple Sword Publications!

First Werewolves. Now Vampires! What more can you want?

Portrait of a Vampire out now from Purple Sworld publications.

She captured his image only once, and it’s haunted her ever since.

BLURB:

Kaylynn has photographed thousands of people all over the world. However, the one man she desires wants nothing to do with her. Elijah took Kaylynn in when she was a teenager, rescuing her from an insane preacher who wanted her for his own evil purposes.

Over the years, Kaylynn wants nothing more than to feel Elijah’s dark kiss. He wishes to keep her safe. In order to do that, he sends her away until an old evil resurfaces. Together, they have to confront the crazed reverend…and something else. 

Excerpt:

He sighed and went to the window, staring out into the night. Outside the moon was almost swollen. Was it, too, waiting for the precious words that needed to be said between us? I didn’t bother to pick up my robe, but instead sought warmth from the man who I desperately needed to know cared for me. I wrapped my arms around Elijah’s waist and rested my forehead against his back because I wasn’t tall enough to reach his shoulders. My face was buried in his hair. It smelled of peppermint. I never realized he actually cared for it, or how silky he kept his hair. There was so much I never knew about him. So much I had never thought to ask. Amazing how time can make you wonder and do things you never thought possible before.

He tensed up, but his yearning was evident in his taut muscles. I bit my lip and decided to try something I had never thought of before. If I could use my ability to move objects even when I was asleep, why not use my power to touch others? It was just an extension of my gift. Just a little less power, and more concentration. Closing my eyes, I pictured his face in my mind, and with a little push of my gift, I saw myself caressing his cheek. A shudder took him when I used my power to see myself kissing him, trailing caresses down his neck. 

I pictured my hands all over him, touching his flesh. I went one step further and saw my mouth on his shaft, slowly going down on him. He uttered a moan and tensed even further; whatever I was doing was working.
 

“Stop. Please. Before we both regret what will happen.” He tried to shrug me off. A barrier surrounded his thoughts. He shut my power down, and I felt alone. The wall was cold and dark.

“No. Turn around and face how you feel. For over a decade I’ve barely lived. Part of me has been frozen. You said you weren’t made from stone. Well, neither am I and for years, I’ve felt that way, but when I’m with you I can be alive and I don’t have to deny my feelings. I don’t have to hide. Can you say the same?”

He turned around slowly and met my gaze where his burned slightly red. “If you stay, I’ll do things to you. I can’t guarantee your safety or your life.”

I touched his cheek and brushed my lips to his. I would not be denied this time.

Wrapping me in his arms, he crushed me to him. His lips and tongue worked against my throat where he bit and suckled, but never broke the skin. His palms enclosed my breasts over the satin of my nightgown. I moaned against him. My nails dug into the flesh of his back. His lips found my nipple; it was already hard in his mouth. I was already wet, and I had dreamed of this for years. He suckled for a moment. He was tearing at the cloth of my nightgown. He had me bare and before I knew it, he had two fingers inside my wet pussy while his thumb rubbed over my clit. The sudden movement made me jump. I heard the bed echo my surprise, but God, it felt good. And I wanted more of him.

I pressed my lips to his, feeling the bone hardness of his fangs under his lips and with my tongue. His fingers moved deeper inside of me and his thumb and other finger moved lightning quick. I found my knees were wobbling and Elijah was holding me up. His eyes studied my face. I was coming close to the edge.

“You have to stop teasing me,” I said in between moans.

“I told you I didn’t know what I would do to you.” He leaned in and crushed his lips to me, but it was too late. I could barely hold in my groans, and I gave in to his manipulations and came.

I wanted him inside of me. Elijah must have read my thoughts because he scooped me up and laid me back on the bed, settling himself on top of me. My hands found his ass. My tongue snaked into his mouth., caressing his fang. On purpose I nicked it on the point. The vampire growled and raised his head. His eyes were dilated red. His face was thinner, and his cheeks showed his bones. I felt his hard length against my belly. His eyes bored into mine, and he waited to see what I would do. Waiting to see if I was afraid of him, or if I would push him away again? Instead I grabbed his hand, kissing the inside of his wrist, nipping at the spot over his vein. Elijah’s eyes fluttered shut. My teeth dug a little deeper, and then he came back to himself.

This was what I had wanted. Heat soared through me. I felt my power move out of me and slam the door shut and lock it.

“Do I scare you?”

“No,” I leaned up and pulled him down to me. “I need you inside of me. Please.”

“God, Kaylynn. I could crush you. I could kill you. I could—”

“No. You’re nothing like that.”

He ran his hands over my breasts, and then his lips. His fangs caressed my hard nipples. He was careful not to draw blood. His tongue flicked over the hard nodules and the other hand ran along my inner thigh, tickling the sensitive flesh. Each butterfly kiss made it harder to resist, and I began pushing myself against him. He chuckled softly and for a quick moment, left me cold while he slipped out of his pants. Once he did, he straddled me. 

Well all. I hope that you enjoyed this little tidbit and want to delve into my vampire world. As you can see I love to sink me teeth into the undead. Hope you do too.


Crymsyn
www.ravynhart.com

Moonrise Release from loveyoudivine Alterotica!

Hi Everyone,

Join me in celebrating my new short, Moonrise, out today with loveyoudivine.

It’s only at moonrise that he can be reunited with his eternal love.

 

BUY

BLURB:

Laura has been searching for Horus for centuries. In her dreams they are together, but in real life her heart howls for him.

It’s only when they meet by chance that he helps her discover her true nature.

Excerpt:


My fingers touched the side of his face. I peered into his deep eyes. “Think back, my beloved. We’ve been tied together for centuries. I’ve desired to see you. I’ve hunted for you over lifetimes, and now I’ve found you.”

His dark eyes widened. “You must have me mistaken for someone else. I’m only here to gratify you.”

I sighed. He didn’t remember. But that was okay. I could rekindle his deep memories and make him worship me the way he did before. I kissed him lightly. My other hand slipped over his shaft. His eyes closed in ecstasy. Even if he didn’t recall our lives together, his soul was trained to do whatever I wished. My tongue parted his sensuous lips. I palmed his balls. He remained still, melting against me, yearning to touch me, but afraid to. His hands clenched. He wondered what came next.

“No, Horus. I haven’t mistaken you. Eons ago we shared the same lives. Back when the pyramids were new.

The Sphinx was recently carved. Pharaohs ruled the land and gods were the ones we answered to.”

“Please, Mistress. Don’t tempt me if you don’t plan to use me. I am your slave.”

Sadness gripped me. He was not my servant for lovemaking or otherwise. He was my soul mate. “You are not. Does it make you uncomfortable that I say these things?”

He glanced down and lifted his hands. “You have me restrained. If I am to pleasure you, these will not let me. You are a great woman of this house. Only you choose who goes into your bed. It’s an honor to be here.”

I waved my hand. The chains clattered to the floor. He flexed his fingers and rubbed his wrists. His smile widened. Before too long he couldn’t resist the temptation. His palms slipped up over the boning of my corset, taking my breasts in his hands. A shiver went through me. He watched my expression while his fingers tweaked my nipples until they were harder than stone. I was wet from the thought of what was to come. I moaned softly. The serpents on my arms tightened. I reassured them I was not in danger. I rubbed my hand over his head. It was smooth. He squeezed my nipples harder. I craved more from him.
“Do you think you can satisfy me, Horus?”

He glanced up. His pink tongue laved the hollow between my breasts. Horus focused on the five puncture wounds around my heart. Finally, he broke his kisses. “What gave you these wounds?”
I rested my fingertips under his chin and made him stand. He was taller than me. I had forgotten that. “The clawed hand of a werewolf. For initiation into their pack I had to be bathed in blood.”

Hope you all are titilated to check it out.

Huggs
Crymsyn
www.ravynhart.com

The Inevitable

Death is inevitable. It happens to everyone. It's a part of nature.

And it hurts like hell.

Sometimes I have to remind myself that I am part of the human condition.
What I mean by that is I try to stay balanced between what I believe in and me personaly. Kinda like dealing with everyone and everything around me with a positive attitude and then remembering that oh crap I have my own life to deal with.

I guess that's the easist way to explain it. I don't know. It probably sounds like I'm rambling. I guess I'm just working through things with my grandfather's death. We all knew this was coming considering the detoriating state of his health, but it's always a shock to the system.

I had been back to work from vk only about 20 minutes or so when I got the call saying that my grandfather had passed away. It was expected and shocking at the same time, but I had almost expected the call that morning. I stayed the whole day and now have plans to fly home until next Wen. until after the service. My boss tells me to grieve  which I am, but I've cried enough I think. So now I just think back and try to hold it together.

Death hits everyone in a different ways. Something always good comes out of it in the end. My grandfather isn't suffering anymore. He's in a better place. Etc. There are many things to be said. I have no dear of death so one day I know I'll see him again. Now we deal with his loss and celebrate his life.