Emma Paul Writes

Emma Paul Writes: Emma Paul Author

2012-03-01T16:08:00.000-05:00

Emma Paul Writes: Emma Paul Author: Hi there, just in case you haven't heard, ; ) I am Emma Paul, Author of Erotic Romance. I write paranormal, sci-fi and fantasy erotic roma...

Emma Paul Author

2012-02-28T19:12:00.068-05:00

Hi there, just in case you haven't heard, ; ) I am Emma Paul, Author of Erotic Romance. I write paranormal, sci-fi and fantasy erotic romance....and also contemporary erotic romance when the mood hits me. : )

Here is a list of my books currently available through Amazon, Fictionwise,Barnes & Noble and of course the publishers' websites...

Soulmate's Touch

Publisher: Sizzler Editions (May 7, 2011)

Genre: Paranormal/fantasy erotic romance

Description: Her quest for love carried her into the arms of - a gargoyle! A a hot new approach to paranormal erotic romance. Romiel is a gargoyle, an offspring of a Demon father and Vampire mother. Cursed by a powerful human wizard, Romiel and all Gargoyles are imprisoned in stone. And only the touch of his true Soulmate can free him. The moment that Joyce touches Romiel, she knows there is a strong bond between them. Although she tries to justify why loving a Gargoyle is wrong, her heart, soul and body refuse to listen. Together she and Romiel face an uncertain future, as evil forces are unleashed on the unsuspecting humans. In the midst of an ancient war, Romiel must unite with an old enemy in order to protect the human race against certain annihilation. As their love for each other grows stronger, Joy and Romiel must face evil head on to save humanity and the Gods themselves.
Links:

Sizzler Editions

Amazon
Fictionwise
Adult E-Book Store

Kaden's Breeder

Publisher: Sizzler Editions (Dec. 6 2011)

Genre: Sci-Fi erotic romance

Description: Kaden has waited twelve long years to finally claim a Breeder of his own. Breeders are a necessity that the Dregs do not take lightly. Without them, his species would eventually die out. The moment he sees Carina ascend from the Mantra’s vessel, he must have her. However, Carina’s selection for the Galactic Governing Council’s Breeder policy was done illegally. A third party is responsible for Carina’s abduction and her fate is much for a more sinister reason. It is demanded that she be returned to the Mantra for “re-assignment”. Kaden will never give her up without a fight, even if it means an intergalactic war with a fearsome and powerful enemy. A rowdy erotic science fiction novel with a BDSM twist! If you like your hot erotica spiced with imaginative science fiction, including alien abductions, then this is the book for you - and Emma Paul is just the writer you've been waiting for!

Links:

Sizzler Editions
Fictionwise
Adult E-Book Shop
Amazon
Barnes and Noble

Feel free to leave any comments about the books or just cuz you wanna BS with me! This list will be getting longer in the near future!

Sincerely,

Emma

New Book by Emma Paul from Silver Publishing...

2012-01-22T18:41:00.001-05:00

I have a release date and cover!

My new contemporary erotic romance, Personal Tutor, will be released by Silver Publishing on March 3, 2012. (date could change...but so far so good)

Daniella has just suffered a nasty divorce. Faced with a huge debt including foreclosure on her million dollar house, Daniella is in dire straights. Desperate and depressed, she decides to answer an ad in a "Swingers Magazine", as a sexual companion for a twenty-five year old virgin.
Two weeks of sexual "tutoring" and she would be five thousand dollars richer.
Although, what Daniella didn't expect was that twenty-five year old "virgin" is a gorgeous and ultra sexy millionaire, who comes with more baggage then she bargained for.

Excerpt:: coming soon, New edited version!

Personal Tutor comming soon....

2011-12-30T10:32:00.001-05:00

My first book out in 2012 will be Personal Tutor, from Silver Publishing...coming in March 2012...Hopefully I will have another Sizzler book out sooner...Lots of new work being sent to them in January...I've Finally got through Rumpelstiltskin....Whew!!! But it's an awesomely twisted dark fantasy, with a little BDSM thrown in for good measure....

Finishing up two more books...

2011-12-29T19:50:00.001-05:00

So, Finally! after rewriting chapters and then rewriting some more, Rumpelstiltskin, The Curse of Darkhaven, is done, just have t proof and send in. My next project, which I have already begun is Soulmate's Kiss....'

Hope fully I'll get some work done over the New Year's day weekend. I think 2012 will be an awesome year for Emma Paul. My goal is to get at least six books out. I already have one to be released in March of 2012 from Silver Publishing,

A short Novelette titled, Personal Tutor....looking forward to send more work into them as well.

Well that's it for now, I'm sort of on a hiatus from blogging, FB and Twitter. Writing is priority at the moment!

So until the next update, Have a Great New Year!

Kaden's Breeder Available now at http://shop.renebooks.com/, Amazon, Fictionwise, Adult ebook Shop...Awesome adventure and sexy romance!

Emma

Blog Hopping and chances to win som'in special....

2011-12-12T19:12:00.002-05:00

Gave my Blog a Face Lift

2011-12-10T20:22:00.000-05:00

Hey! Check out my new blog....well not really new, just gave it some renovations!

Here is a little EYE CANDY to Entice you over and hopefully leave a comment!

Emma Paul Writes: Kaden's Breeder....

2011-12-02T18:03:00.001-05:00

Emma Paul Writes: Kaden's Breeder....: Kaden's Breeder is my new Sci-fi erotic romance, Now available at http://www.shoprenebooks.com/ , Sizzler Editions! I wanted to share a sm...

Kaden's Breeder....

2011-12-01T23:24:00.003-05:00

Kaden's Breeder is my new Sci-fi erotic romance, Now available at http://shop.renebooks.com/ProductDetails.asp?ProductCode=PAUL-02, Sizzler Editions!

I wanted to share a small excerpt with my readers....just...a bit of a tease...

You'll be getting a lot of hot romance in a fast driven plot....plus...these hot Aliens have some "special appendages" that will get those...ahem...creative and imaginative juices flowing...

Blurb: Kaden's Breeder

Two strangers bound together by fate...or alien abduction...Love has no boundaries...

Kaden has waited twelve long years to finally claim a Breeder of his own. Breeders are a necessity that the Dregs do not take lightly. With out them, his species would eventually die out. The moment he sees Carina descend from the Mantra’s vessel, he must have her. However, Carina’s selection for the Galactic Governing Council’s Breeder policy was done illegally. A third party is responsible for Carina’s abduction and her fate is for a much more sinister reason. It is demanded that she be returned to the Mantra for “re-assignment”. Kaden will never give her up without a fight, even if it means an intergalactic war with a fearsome and powerful enemy.

Excerpt:

Kaden sucked in breath as her mouth became bolder. Her lips stretched over the plum sized head and she began to suck on the tip. Her tongue traced the rim of his penis then stroked the soft underside of its head.

Kaden's body jerked and he bent forward slightly, placing his hands on either side of Carina to help support and steady himself.

She moaned. Her lips wrapped tightly around his thick stalk. The next moment, she slowly slid her mouth up and down, trying to go as deep as she could.

Her mouth stretched almost to the point of pain, and as hard as she tried, there were several inches of cock she wasn’t able to take in. It didn’t matter, because he shuddered with each upward stroke. She made sure to stop momentarily to dip and wiggle her tongue into the pulsing little hole at the tip of his cock.

Just when he thought he would spurt his seed, Carina pulled back and looked up at him.

There was a slight mischievous gleam in her eyes, before she bent her head and glided her tongue all the way down the solid length of his cock until she reached his balls.

His chest rumbled with a low moan the minute she took one soft nad into her hot little mouth and sucked gently. Her head shifted a little and then her tongue caressed the other jewel.

When her tongue began a slow descent towards the tender area between his scrotum and anus, he growled warningly, making her giggle. Ignoring his warning, she wiggled her hot little tongue and teased the underside of his testicles.

She was enjoying this and he loved it. It almost sent him spiraling out of control when she started to stroke his thick erection from base to tip. After the second stroke, he pulled back startling her. Her confused expression died the second he jumped out of the pool, lifting her up into his arms in the process.

His cock was pressed firmly against her abdomen when he lifted and straddled her around his body.

She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist locking her ankles at his lower back.

Carina bit her bottom lip as he backed her up against a tree.

He was crazed with passion, "Hold onto the branch above your head so you do not lean against the rough bark."

Kaden's voice shook with emotion when he spoke. His body was shaking and his cock throbbed harder against her, making her own sex weep with need.

Happy Reading...

Emma

Stressing and more updates

2011-11-11T19:03:00.000-05:00

Hey, Yes I am stressing, Got a migraine and I'm blogging. Been working every night on Rumpelstiltskin. I decided to rewrite last six chapters.

Yep I'm nuts. But I had some major scene issues to figure out. Kinda like I had to shorten some and add to others. But it's all good. I'm hoping to get done by Sunday so I can get it to my Sensei, like I want to. Then I can start on Soulmate's Kiss.

It's going to be Legion and Sal's story. I plan on taking it into Carpathia, we will learn so more about the immortal realms. Yes there is more then one, and guess what? Each realm has their own Gods...that govern over their own mortal species.

We will meet some new characters. We will also see how each realm interacts with each other and why Humans are the most coveted creatures in the universe. So stand by.

here is a small snippet of Soulmate's Kiss (FROM THE FIRST DRAFT)

A small beacon of light emanated from the void. Eve waved her hand over the light and it grew brighter. She stood at the edge of Carpathia, where the thin webbing separating the realms, shimmered from the reflection of her intense aura.

She parted the wispy strands of cottony energy, careful not to jar the fabric of time, lest she awaken Upir. He all ready admonished and forbade her from reopening the Mortal realm that they had created several eternities prior.

She frowned with indignation. Why should she abandon their experiment? After all it was Upir and Deamon’s inability to agree on anything that caused them to give it up. No, she wasn’t about to let those two simply throw away all her hard work.

With a deep breath she stepped forward. Before lay a vast desert. It was perfectly divided into three parts. High above parallel to the lifeless plain was the bright sky. Hues of blue, yellow and orange swirled like a spiraling hurricane.

Eve soaked in the sweet essence of life that was budding within the torrent. She lifted one elegant hand. Taking the small jeweled dagger, a gift from Deamon after she gave birth to their first borne, and pricked a finger. Giggling like a little girl, she held her forefinger over the spiral and allowed a single drop of blood to fall.

Breaking Bad...

2011-10-20T07:23:00.001-04:00

Yep, I'm talking about those bad habits that creep up on ya. We all know the ones...

Procrastination, I'll do it tomorrow when I have more time....(just another way of saying, shit I'm really to tired to get off my ass and write that 2k...)

Finishing that next book...before starting the next one...(even when all those great scenes are playing out in your mind and you are just itching to get them down on paper...er...word...)

Biting off more then you can chew...(offering to be team mom for kids Cheer Team...jeesh what was I thinking!)

and, Finally getting to the PC to write and surfing the web, checking your mail, blogging, facebook, tweeting....shit....list goes on...

Well that's where I'm at right now....however for your reading pleasure...here is a small sample of my current work, I am editing...at the moment before sending it in to my Editor for the REAL edits.....

Rumpelstiltskin, The Curse of Darkhaven:

Elise lifted her face to his. His wicked smile made her blush,

Damien, stepped onto the rug and knelt in front of her so that they were eye level. “Tell me sweet Elise how do you feel?”

She trembled a little and leaned forward against his hard chest. His words vibrated through her and her pussy dripped.

She could barely speak, “Warm, My Lord…wet…achy…”

His strong arms encircled her and she moaned even as she let herself fall into his embrace. He shifted a little and she felt the length of his cock pressed firmly into her abdomen.
She sighed softly and pressed her breasts against his chest. A low chuckle resonated from deep inside Damien’s chest. Elise shuddered, “My Lord…I…”

He licked the rim of her ear, “Shh Elise, no need for formal titles now, it’s just Damien…. now say my name like a good girl”
She moaned while he traced small kisses down the side of her neck. When he reached the rapidly pulsing vein at her throat, he placed his mouth over it and began to such on it gently. It caused Elise to jump,
“My Lo…Damien!” Her small shout was a mixture of shock and desire. Her breathing deep and shaky.

Her body hummed with sweet vibrations. Elise gasped again, when Damien’s hands grabbed her swollen and sensitive breasts. He gently needed them and rolled his hips against her, grinding his thick erection through her pussy.
His balls rubbed her clit each time he rolled upwards on her lower belly. Instinctively she spread her thighs further apart and tilted her pelvis against his cock.

It caused a good amount of friction on her throbbing clit and she arched more until her hips moved with Damien’s in perfect rhythm. Damien threw his head back and laughed with sheer delight. Elise’s extremely wet pussy made it easy for his cock to glide back and forth through the puffy folds.

She kept up with his humping rhythm and ground her sex hard against his thick shaft, encouraged by his reaction.

The sensations of their mutual gyrating sent numbing tingles spearing up her cunt. She tossed her head back and began rubbing her pussy faster against him. Soon her movements turned erratic and she jerked her pelvis a few times with small quick strokes. That’s all it took to make her burst.
Elise cried out and held firmly onto Damien’s biceps while her pussy convulsed with rolling pulses. Her body went limp.

Damien’s low dark laugh vibrated through Elise straight to the pulsing, dripping flesh between her legs. He held her a moment before pulling her away. Her body trembled weakly. However, she wasn’t fatigued. The need coursing through her was intense. Never in her life had she felt such delicious sensations.

Her pussy still thrummed. It seemed all her blood was pumping straight to that one spot between her thighs. Her lower abdomen contracted and she felt the sure signs of pending orgasm starting to stir inside her cunt once again.
The emptiness and growing tension inside her passage, made her want to scream out with frustration. God she needed his cock. She needed it now!

Happy Reading!

Emma

Here is an excerpt of Rumplestlitskin, The Curse of DarkHaven...

2011-10-01T09:27:00.000-04:00

I though I would tease a little....here is a new excerpt of one of my "almost complete" WIPs.... ; )

"Damien Dontaleone. Lord of Darkhaven" (for your imagination..heheheheh)

Damien licked his lips. The front of his breeches suddenly became too tight. His cock strained against the fabric. This close she was even more enchanting then he had thought. Her skin looked as soft as he had imagined it would be. She was blushing adorably. Her pixie like face was made even more attractive with the added color. He held out his elbow to her. Reluctantly she slipped her slender hand in the crook of his arm and he led her out of the room.

Elise ate quietly. Lord Dontaleone hadn’t touched his own food. He sat directly across from her eyeing her, his expression unreadable. He knew he made her quite uncomfortable.

She pushed the plate of food away from her and folded her hands in her lap, “I’m really not very hungry.” Trying to avoid eye contact with him, she averted her eyes, glancing about the room as though it were of great interest to her. His hands itched to pluck her rip nipples. Reaching down he adjusted the burgeoning cock threatening to rip right out of his breeches. He supposed he should get on with the formalities the sooner he could seal “the deal” with her the better.

A second later he was standing over her, “Come Elise”

Elise startled. She looked up to find him standing next to her chair holding his hand out for her to take. Hesitantly she placed her small hand into his much larger one. He helped her to her feet and led her to a large sitting room with a huge fireplace that was even bigger then the one in the bedroom.

He invited her to sit down on a cushioned chaise and went to stand in front of the fireplace. A quick wave of his hand and the fire blazed to life. Elise gasped, causing him to turn abruptly and look at her. He raised an eyebrow, but made no comment.

Turning to face her, he stood with his legs apart and folded his arms over his chest. “What are we to do about your little dilemma? Hmm…” he waited for her complete attention.

She cleared her throat, “My Lord, I know that you have the power to help me. I beg you to please grant me this one wish and I will never trouble you again.”

He frowned at the desperate tone of her voice. Odd, he didn’t want her to worry her self. Shrugging the thought, he approached her and stroked the side of her face with the back of his knuckles.

“Yes, I can grant you what you wish. However, I require payment for my services.”

Her brow furrowed. He could hear her rapid heart beat. She placed a small elegant hand to her breast. “Payment my lord?”

He simply nodded and a moment later they were standing in small room. There was no furniture only a thick large fur rug in the middle of the floor with several multicolored pillows strewn all around. He watched her with interest as she took in the room’s décor. The room its self was dimly lit. There ware no windows or even doors.

The only light came from two sconces, one high above the back wall and another to their left holding two blazing torches. Three large red, yellow and white potted rose bushes were placed in three corners of the room. Vines grew from the plants spiraling up the walls. Roses grew down from the vines.

They grew along the walls in every direction. It was actually quite beautiful how the flowers seemed to simply grow from the gray stonewalls. Elsie wondered how Lord Dontaleone had managed to get the rose bushes to branch out in such an intricate manor, but she had already witnessed his powers at work and decided it must be more of his magic.

The scent of roses filled the room. Elise turned her attention back to the lush pile of pillows and wondered if the Lord would be making love to her on it. She shuddered. A sudden gush of heat pooled between her legs and she felt her body start thrumming with pleasant vibrations.

A dark chuckle in her ear, paralyzed her to her spot. She could feel his hot breath scorching her skin. It caused the hairs on the nape of her neck to rise. Her breasts became heavy and her pink nipples tightened into hard points. Her pussy responded to his deep resonating voice, swelling and contracting a few times. She trembled and breathed deeply, her chest rising and falling heavily, almost as if she was unable to get enough air in her lungs.

“I need you Elise…tell me did you enjoy your trip to Darkhaven…to me.” Her knees went weak. He seemed to sense her dismay, and one of his arms came around her slender waist to support her. He pressed her firmly against his front and she could feel every solid contour of his muscled chest against her upper back. It made her aware of her nakedness and she squirmed with embarrassment, letting a small whimper escape her lips.

“M-my Lord I…don’t understand…the trip…” she had barely whispered her response when the memories of her shameless actions inside the funnel, replayed vividly in her mind. Oh God! It was him? He had created the funnel…the man she imagined…it couldn’t have been him could it have…?

He laughed softly in her ear. “Of course my dear who else could it have been…Hmm? I can do a great many things Elise. Even love you without physically touching you…. I can make your body feel pleasure that no mortal could ever imagine is possible.”

Finding the time...

2011-09-25T12:43:00.000-04:00

Finding the time to write and plot out new stories can be hectic. I have to admit, if I don't sit and write at least for tow hours a day, I feel like I have some way cheated my self.

Trying to build a writing career and working a full time Job, plus being a full time wife and mother can put a lot of stress on someone. I'm so close to finishing the projects I want to send to my publisher. Yet, it is getting harder and harder to stay focused, as new stories flutter across my mind. I have any at least four more WIPs I want to plot out.

I think the worst thing for a writer is staying focused. Okay, finish one thing at a time. That's what my husband always tells me. Right after he says I need to focus on my daughter and home as well.

Good lord! How am I going to get everything done! Writing is hard work! If some one has an easier way of doing this, please let me know!

Well back to working on my next Sizzler submission, I'm hoping to build my back list with them. I want to share so much with all my readers. Don't worry, peeps...more is definitely coming!

Here is a little Blurb from Kaden's Breeder to keep your appetites wet.

Kaden watched the Mantra lead the first ten Breeders to the starting stalls. All the males in attendance would first inspect, and then choose their desired Breeder. They would then line up in front of their choice and wait for the Mantra to give the signal, beginning the mating hunt.

There would be more males then Breeders, it was the fastest, and strongest that would capture and claim a Breeding Mate. He had no doubt in his ability to claim one. He was six foot eight and chiseled with solid muscle from head to toe. There was not a warrior living, Dreg or otherwise that could best him.

Off-world males were here for the Mating Hunt as well. Most sought new exotic sex toys for their collections. It was a fact that disgusted Kaden, given the severe need of his own people. Unfortunately, the Galactic Governing Council had made a decision that was deemed unbiased since there were so many races who needed Breeders.

It was a shame that the Council was unable to set restrictions on species that had no real need for them. However, it would cause much dissention amongst the many different worlds represented in the Galactic Council, possibly even war if the rules were changed.

None of that mattered at this moment. What did matter was his success in this Hunt. By moonrise that night, he would be claiming his Breeder.

"Kaden, are you ready!"

Kaden looked over his shoulder. His best friend Zeth walked towards him. The smirk on Zeth's face told him his friend was as eager as he was to get on with the hunt.

Kaden pretend to punch Zeth in the shoulder as he smiled back at him. "Yes, I'm ready. Just stay away from my female!"

Zeth Laughed, "Don't concern yourself with minor details! Look the last of the Breeders is being unloaded."

Kaden looked in the direction Zeth pointed. His heartbeat skipped. Without a word he looked at Zeth and knew his friend saw the two female Zen as well.

Zeth's lips slanted with a wicked smile, "I will take the dark haired one, you the crimson haired beauty?"

Kaden chuckled and grasped Zeth's hand sealing the deal.

Zeth ran back towards his hut, no doubt to prepare for his conquest.

Looking back at the two Zenian women again, his gazed zoned in on the one with light red-ish brown hair.

She was exquisite. His hungry gaze took in her pleasing form from head to toe. Plump yet firm. Her large breasts sat high on her chest, perfectly round with dark brown erect nipples. He stared at those edible tips.

His cock twitched and swelled. His hand itched to reach down and squeeze his balls, in an effort to sooth the growing need. He groaned low as his gaze traveled her long tapering legs and lush rounded hips, perfect for his hard thrusts.

The bare mound below her waist looked incredibly soft and smooth. He licked his lips. His cock hardened even more with the thought of licking the tender flesh of her pussy. His gaze lifted to her face and they locked eyes. Her full lips parted slightly and fear flashed across her face. And in Kaden’s mind, he would be her master.

New projects...

2011-09-08T22:09:00.000-04:00

Hello been a while since I've updated my site. Ive had a lot going on. Between working on my own WIPs and on a New Project for New Concepts Publishing (getting to work with one of my fav. Authors, and learning tons in the process) I've also been juggling my daughter's Cheer leading schedule, housework, and full time job. Didn't get as much as I wanted to get done this week...but I plan on catching up this weekend.

As for Rumpelstiltskin, I'm hoping to finish that next week if all goes well, then I can start on Soulmate's Kiss, the first draft. It's plotted. I'm really excited about this one. I have some new characters to introduce as well as some new alliances. Can't wait! look for a tease (excerpt) on that in the coming weeks.

I'm going to try and keep this blog updated. Posting at least 3 times a week.

Kaden's Breeder is in the queue at Publisher. Just waiting for a word back about release dates etc... can't wait for that book to come out. I feel so guilty take time away from writing to update my Blog!

Ahh the life of a writer....also will update the character pages on this blog. New characters from WIPs and new releases!

Until the next update...

Happy reading!

Emma

Found a New Favorite Series..

2011-09-02T18:14:00.000-04:00

I found a new favorite series, The Clans of Kalqour series by Tracy St. John....I've read the First Three Books Alien Embracehttp://newconceptspublishing.com/tracy-st.-john/kalquor-series-book-1-alien-embrace/

Alien Rule/http://newconceptspublishing.com/tracy-st.-john/kalquor-series-book-2-alien-rule/

And Alien Conquesthttp://newconceptspublishing.com/tracy-st.-john/kalquor-series-book-3-alien-conquest/

And I am im-patiently waiting for the Fourth Book Alien Salvation.

Guess I will have to get busy with my own books until it's available...

Speaking of which, I'm waiting to hear back from Sizzler Editions on Kaden's Breeder, My awesome Sci-Fi erotic Romance....I can't wait till it's finally released! As for my dark paranormal Rumpelstiltskin, I'm putting the finishing chapters on that and will be sending it in soon. Also waiting to hear back from Silver Publishing on a short Erotic Contemporary...hope it gets accepted...

And Have been plotting out Next Soulmate's Book...Can't wait to put up a new excerpt on that...it's gonna be soooo much more goings on, and we will even visit the immortal realm and meet some more interesting characters/immortals.....

That's it for now....

Emma

Quick up date...

2011-08-17T22:20:00.001-04:00

Hello, yep gotta keep the ole blog updated....So here goes.

Kaden's Breeder

I just finished edits on Kaden's Breeder, a Sci-Fi erotic romance, that I've sent to Sizzler Intoxication for consideration. Haven't gotten the contract so I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Editor is sending it in tomorrow. Also working on my next paranormal, titled Rumpelstiltskin, The Curse of Darkhaven. I'm hoping to finishing that one in the next couple of weeks.

My next focus will be on a sequel to Soulmate's Touch. so watch for that. I will try to put up a few choice teasers here and there. As soon as I here from the publisher on Kaden's Breeder, I'll have an excerpt up for that as well. In the mean time here is a blurb about this new book.

Carina wakes up on and alien ship after The Mantra, insect/humanoid beings, abduct her. The Mantra take her to planet Yor to become a Breeder, A female capable of procreating with many different kinds of humanoid species.

Kaden is an inhabitant, a race of beings called Dreg, of the planet Yor, which is in desperate need of Breeders to keep their race from becoming extinct.

He wants Carina the moment he sees her and sets his sights on claiming her at the ritualistic Mating Hunt held every spring on Yor.

In the midst of their romantic discoveries, Carina and Kaden soon find out, Carina’s abduction was intended for a much more sinister and gruesome fate. Is Kaden's love enough to save Carina? Kaden’s decision risks everything to save Carina almost losing his life in the process and causing an intergalactic war with the Parasitic Grubs.

Once the smoke clears and Carina is offered a real way home, will she take it? Or is her love for Kaden strong enough for her to give up everything for him.

A small Taste of Rumpelstiltskin, A work in Progress

2011-08-12T07:30:00.000-04:00

Rumpelstiltskin the Curse of Darkhaven

A WIP

by Emma Paul

Castle Darkhaven stood out against the darkening mid evening sky. Its highest steeple pointed defiantly upwards towards heaven, as if daring God to send his angels to tear it down. Half his day was spent climbing the treacherous path up Mount Damon to the dark castle.

The cliff he traveled narrowed as he climbed higher towards the legendary home of the dark Lord Damien Dontaleone. They say he is a demon. Franz pushed the disturbing thought aside.

Stones tumbled down the face of the mountain as his fingers clumsily searched for crevices and grooves in an effort to find better support. Taking a shaky breath, he pressed his back firmly against the rocky surface and continued inching his way up the path.

Icy wind whipped through his hair. Thunder boomed and lightening streaked across the sky, as he got closer to the castle. Night was approaching fast. His chest tightened with anxiety, making his heart pound faster.

Franz lifted a trembling hand to his eyes, wiping the sweat from his brow and smoothing his hair away from his face to get a better look at the black stone structure looming high above him. He was so close.

Black as night was how one described Castle Darkhaven. Unlike any he had ever seen and hopefully would never see again. This was his only hope, he reminded himself. His precious Elise was waiting for news of his meeting with Lord Dontaleone and he wouldn’t let her down.

Franz closed his eyes saying a prayer before he made his way down the stone postern leading to the main entrance. Night had finally descended and the full moon glowed brightly against the black velvet sky. Peculiar shadows danced in the glow of moonlight, seemingly alive. They twisted into odd shapes, intertwining into each other as he walked cautiously to the gate.

Swallowing nervously, he slowly averted his eyes from the eerie shadows and forced his trembling legs to keep moving forward towards the castle’s main entrance.

A tiny dark blur darted past him. He stopped, clutched his cloak tighter around himself, and turned sharply to his left with eyes wide and his limbs shaking. The tension in his gut knotted painfully, but he forced himself to call out, “Who g-goes there?”

Nothing. He could have sworn… but all was quiet. Gathering what was left of his courage, he continued down the dirt pathway and up the enormous stone steps leading to the front door.

A sudden shiver raced down his spine feeling like the cold breath of someone or something trickling down his back. Whirling around to see who might be standing behind him, he tried to focus into the pitch darkness, but there was nothing, no one there. Taking another deep breath, he grabbed the gargoyle shaped iron doorknocker and banged it three times against the wooden panel. A cold wind blew over him, but the icy temperature had nothing to do with his chattering teeth.

The doors creaked open. Peering in, Franz squinted adjusting his eyes to the sudden brightness as he stepped inside. There were several torches lined in rows down the entire length of wall. His heart thumped. A long foyer led to what he assumed must be the main dining hall.

The wall reflected shadows that seemed to move with him as he walked dawn the hall. It’s only my imagination, he thought failing to convince him-self. Something was watching him.

Up ahead he could see the arched entrance leading into the dining hall. A fireplace warmed is chilled skin. His long cloak suddenly became much too heavy and he loosened the top allowing it to part open in front.

Eyes darting left to right and fear tightening in his chest, he hesitantly stepped into the hall. Someone stood with their back to him, facing the fireplace, as he entered the room.

The man was at least a foot and a half taller then him. His broad shoulders stiffened and his head turned slightly towards Franz. “What to you want Miller?” his voice was deep, brooding. He sighed deeply and turned around to glare at him.

Franz stammered, feeling the unwavering cold stare from Lord Dontaleone. The man’s expression turned to disgust as he regarded him. Suddenly feeling pathetic and small, Franz lowered his head to stare at his booted feet. “My lord? I…”

Lord Dontaleone stepped a bit closer. “You want to beg me to save your daughter.” And what will you give me in return…hmm...?”

Franz snapped his head up and blanched. It wasn’t his intention to meet Lord Damien Dontaleone this quickly. He tilted his head back to see the face of the man before him. The Dark Lord was an imposing presence.

His face was well-formed, perfect strait nose, dark penetrating eyes with high cheekbones. Firm lips were drawn into a tight line hinting he was well beyond irritated by this little intrusion.

A visible aura of danger emanated from him giving validity to countless tales, that he was a creature capable of immeasurable cruelty.

Review for The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa, By Mangus Fitzpatrick

2011-08-04T08:04:00.000-04:00

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa by Mangus Fitzpatrick

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The web is a great way to meet people, in this case it was explosive, MasterZ finds his next "pupil" in Melissa, a young gorgeous college student, looking for the ultimate sexual experience. This book is explicit, without being "cringe inducing" the writing is smooth and the interaction between the characters intense.

I especially liked how the author introduces Melissa to the world of domination with a delicate approach. Each new experience for Melissa intensifies as her appetite for sex increases. This book is fast paced. It takes you on a sexual journey that will make your toes curl and leaving you panting for more. Some scenes really made me blush, but it was well worth it.

This authors voice and style in this book really captured my imagination and really puts you in Melissa’s shoes as she becomes educated…er re-educated in the art of sexual domination.

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Interview with Sascha Illyvich

2011-08-01T20:39:00.002-04:00

Sascha Illyvich, Author of Erotic Romance
Editor at Renaissance eBooks Inc., Sizzler Intoxicaitons.

I recently had the pleasure of interviewing One of my favorite Erotic Romance Authors, whom I affectionately refer to as Sensei, for all the hard work he has put forth to help newbie authors like my self, polish our craft.

Here is what Mr. Illyvich had to say...Good Stuff!

EP: What inspired you to become a writer? Why do you write Erotic Romance.
SI: I write because I have no other choice. Erotic Romance gives me the freedom to get out a lot of emotional baggage with my characters and give them a satisfying ending, one that I don't always envision for myself.

EP: What’s your strongest point as a writer?

SI: I keep hearing that my strongest points are that I create vivid, lifelike characters and scenes that you can see/feel. And put yourself in. Being able to write in numerous genres and integrate them all into one form called paranormal romance makes me happy too!

EP: What part of the book is the hardest for you? Why?

SI: The hardest part of any book is when I stop writing them for a few months, weeks, days and then have to get back into the swing/groove. If the soundtrack I set for the book wasn't concrete, if the feelings behind the book weren't solid, then the book is a lot harder to write.

EP: As an Editor what do you look for when selecting a book for a publisher?

SI: I look for the book that has the hook I want, the book that is filled with passion and will build our erotic romance line while at the same time doing the author and their voice justice. I want compelling characters, character conflict and development and that HEA.

EP: What advice would you give new authors that have been newly published?

SI: When an editor talks, shut your mouth, listen. Then after you've processed their advice, ask a LOT of questions and really spend time learning this business. Grow a thicker skin because editors like me will tear you a new one with the goal to be improving your writing. Follow your passion and don't let asshole editors (like me) stop you if you really want to be a successful author.

EP: What new projects can we look forward to from you and where, when will they be available?

SI: As to when, I'm not sure .Hoping for a pre dragoncon 2011 release on Burning for Derrick, my puma/witch story. I don't think there are a lot of books dealing with witches and definite cat shifters and while I'm a wolf person, I wanted to play with pumas. Burning For Derrick is...

Former Espionage agent Derrick finds himself captivated by the macabre and sultry sounds of Sonja, Ark-Kaotik's vocalist, a witch with a voice so magical she can influence man or beast to her will. Whether it's magic or not, he finds he has to have a taste of her.

Sonja's magic is powerful enough to draw in crowds along with would be stalkers. Luckily most people are easily influenced, except for the one man that she's destined to meet. However, there are those who would kidnap her and force her to influence the world to their will, until Derrick steps in.

Once their destinies intertwine, can Derrick protect her from the radical anti-shifter league that wants to use her voice for evil? Will she lose her heart to him or be killed in the process?

EP: How has writing changed your live?

IS: I'll need a liver replacement in a few years. I'll need more closet space for my growing lingerie collection. I'll need a bigger wine cellar and humidor.

EP: Is there anything else you would like to tell our readers?

SI: I'm thankful for every last one of you that buys my books. You make this business bearable. You make my day.

EP: Where has writing lead you in your career as an Author?

SI: Hell and back. Honestly it's been a good ride. I've met some amazing people. I'm very definitely blessed.

Thank you so much Sascha for doing this interview. You are both an inspiration and a an example of how hard work, diligence and determination will get you where you want to be as a writer.

Visit Sascha Illyvich's sites, you wont regret it. He has a lot of valuable knowledge that he shares on a daily basis, free of charge.

Also, Sascha does teach specialized courses in writing for a very, very reasonable fee. His courses are intense and extremely helpful if you are pursuing a career in writing.

Sascha's websites and links to his books,

Erotic Romance Author – http://saschaillyvichauthor.com

Fetishist – http://www.saschaillyvich.com

Radio Dentata - http://shows.radiodentata.com/shows/unnamed-romance-show/

Twitter – http://www.twitter.com/SaschaIllylvich

Erotic Expert – http://www.writesex.net

Editor Blog - http://whitewolfwriting.blogspot.com

Update 7.29.11

2011-07-29T22:15:00.000-04:00

Hello people,

Been a while since I've posted on MY blog. Whew! Been busy in a good way. Just got back from Vacation five days ago. Had a lot to catch up on.

Here are my Updates,

1. Got a short story pending with Silver Publishing, hope it gets accepted so send me some good vibes...
2. Soulmate's Touch is now available through Fictionwise, Amazon, Sizzler Editions etc.. below are the links for anyone interested in getting a copy...
www.amazon.com/SOULMATES-TOUCH-ebook/dp/B004ZZT26E
www.shop.renebooks.com
www.adultebookshop.com
/Paranormal-p-1-c-8.htmlwww.ereader.com/ebooks/f45/Erotic-Fantasy/?si=59 www.ebookwise.com/ebooks/p102/Renaissance-E-Books/?&si=43http://www.fictionwise.com/servlet/mw?t=sub_browsebook&catid=45

3. Just sent my full erotic romance Sci-Fi book "Kaden's Breeder" to my Editor, we are waiting to hear on that from the publisher, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
4. I'm almost finished with my third book for Sizzler, Titled Rumpelstiltskin, The Curse of Darkhaven. Its an erotic dark paranormal romance based on the popular fairytale. I am having loads of fun with this.
5. Once I'm done with Rumpelstiltskin, I'm sitting down to write a Gargoyle soulmate story, I don't have title yet. this WILL be a sequel to Soulmate's Touch, I'm hoping to get it done by December. It will have more of Romiel and Joyce. I'm thinking of pulling out some very interesting twists.
6. I have several short stories for Everynighterotica, Look for them in the near future....

Well that is about it. Now I'm going to go back to writing. HAPPY READING! : )

Emma

New short released tonight PCTime 9:00pm at Every Night Erotica and more...

2011-07-03T15:18:00.001-04:00

Don't forget to stop by www.everynighterotica.com 9:00 PM pacific time tonight and read my new short erotic tale titled "Sweet Maggie"....and a bit of an update on me...

My new Sci-fi erotic romance titled, "Kaden's Breeder" is going to my Editor at Sizzler Intoxications. I'm hoping it makes the cut... here is a blurb about my new book for you to sink your teeth in...

Abduction by aliens usually results in short span of "lost time" with sometimes-vivid recollections of being poked and prodded by small gray men with big black eyes.

However, for Carina it means a hot scorching romance with a gorgeous Alien. Voluptuous, full figured Carina is abducted from her condo and taken to Yor, a planet where being a size twelve and above is not only considered sexy and appealing, but also one of the "requirements" to be a "Breeder".

Breeders are sought after and highly coveted buy Yor's inhabitants, the Dregs, due to lack of Dreg females and the dwindling numbers of their species. Once on Yor Carina comes face to face with Kaden, a warrior and future leader of the Dregs.

Kaden intends to keep Carina by his side, even if it means going to war with a fearsome race that could destroy Yor and cause an intergalactic war.

Book review The Coldest Equation (The People Out There) By Caroline Miniscule

2011-06-27T18:25:00.001-04:00

I like to read books by Independent Authors. There is a sea of wonderful authors out there that bring a tremendous gift to readers. When I find a book that truly captures my interest, I like to share it with everyone and anyone I can.

I recently read a book titled The Coldest Equation. I was pleasantly surprised. It had all the elements of a Who Done It?, mixed with science fiction, sweet romance and a bit of comic relief. The book is about a young actress that is thrust into a real life scenario of the character she plays on a Sci-fi weekly Show. Here is a brief synopsis of the Book, followed by my Review.

"Where does imagination come from? That's not the right question. The question is, where does it *go*? Once a TV series is committed to celluloid - even if its only one episode - an alternate Earth featuring that series' universe is created.

And there are People Out There, watchers, who have learned how to transport actors from Earth into the bodies of their counterparts on the alternate Earths, and vice versa.

Tracy Karlovassi is the star of a near-science fiction series called The Coldest Equations, in which she plays Security Agent Miranda Rainbird. Framed for a crime she did not commit, her character is on the run, chased by friend and foe alike.

Miranda Rainbird might be able to solve the mystery and establish her innocence, but can a mere actress?"

My Review FOUR STARS.

I have several books by Indy Authors and have added this one to my shelf. I will most likely go back to read this one again. The characters were fun and completely real. I enjoyed the fast pace of this story and the whole Crime/drama with Science fiction mixture. It truly is a book that keeps you wanting to keep reading from cover to cover. I recommend this to anyone who loves the sci-fi genre and those old style Star-Trek, or Buck Rogers series. You will not be disappointed. Take it from some-one who usually only reads, Erotic Romance, anything outside that Genre, doesn't usually grab my attention, but this did and it was well worth it!

Check it out for yourself, :
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0052NSRKK/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_1?pf_rd_p=486539851&pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe-1&pf_rd_t=201&pf_rd_i=0743488490&pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_r=0NQWPB43AKABG5AC81NF

An Excerpt...a small taste of Soulmate's Touch

2011-05-20T23:16:00.007-04:00

Special Excerpt
Romiel's cock was harder than stone, throbbing with unfulfilled release. He put his arm against the wall to brace himself. Willing his raging arousal down, insecurities he had never experienced before plagued his thoughts. How could he have been so stupid? It was too soon to ask such a thing from Joy. Bonding with him, involved being in his natural form as a testament of his mate's willingness to accept him as he truly was.

His frightening appearance scared Joy away. He saw it in her eyes. And although the rejection stung to the very core of his being, he understood her reluctance. Winning over her trust needed to come first. The bond between them was incredibly strong; he knew she felt it.

The scent of her arousal still permeated the air around him, sweet and decadent. He shook his head trying to focus on something else, lest he suffer from another bout of unappeased erection. As it was, his balls ached from the last one. A familiar presence materialized behind him.
Gathering his wits, he straightened and turned to face his Mother. Nephra's face crunched with worry.
"It's nothing, Mother. What did Simeon say?" The mention of his uncle's name harbored old resentments.

"He is willing to help us." Nephra turned her face to the side as if afraid to face him.
"However…? There is a however, I presume." Of course there was, he expected nothing less from Simeon.

Nephra's eyes fluttered when she faced him again. "He says that the spell will only work on a limited number of your most powerful warriors."

"How many?" He asked, knowing he was not going to like the answer. Anger rose, he clamped it down.

"Twenty…and they can only maintain their physical form at night. When the sun rises, they will turn to stone once again." A tear slipped down her cheek.

Romiel reached up and wiped it away with a gentle brush of his thumb.

The news stirred his ire, bringing resentment of everything Simeon and that whelp Peron had done to the surface. Unable to hold back, he growled low. His blood pumped like fire in his veins.
Suddenly he needed to fly, find some inconsequential creature, preferably one of those demon beasts, rip it apart and feast on its entrails. The thought itself didn't help. Gritting his teeth, he snarled then asked, "When do we leave to do this?"

Nephra considered the question, "I thought in two days' time, I have yet to speak with Bastien…perhaps he can be of assistance…I…"

Romiel turned sharply his eyes flashed red, "No!" He growled the word through clenched teeth. "For all we know that bastard is behind all of this. I don't trust him and neither should you!"

His outburst forced Nephra to take a step back. The sudden fear on her face made him regret the tone he used. He had never frightened his Mother, but he had always used great care not to rattle her gentle nature. Fearsome was a word used to describe him. It was a fact that his enemies learned quickly and in most cases the last.

Softening his features, Romiel pulled his Mother into his embrace. "Don't worry I will think of something. If all else fails at least we have something to work with."

Nephra pulled back and looked up at him, "What will you do?"

"First I need to see what I will be dealing with. It's about time I prowled.” And got rid of this frustration...

Nephra placed a tender kiss on his cheek. "I will prepare for the spell." Her body dissolved into a white mist and she was gone.

Romiel walked to the bathroom, prepared to knock. Thinking it over, he decided it was best to let Joy alone with her thoughts. It was difficult to walk away. But she needed room to sort through everything that had changed in the last forty-eight hours.

In a blink, he stood atop the roof of the apartment building. The fresh night air filled his lungs. The scents of people, animals and something otherworldly, filtered in his nostrils. His muscles tightened. Adrenaline flushed through him drawing out his predatory nature. Long talons sprouted from his toes. His legs bent backwards resembling the powerful hind legs of a wild beast.

Claws sprouted from fingernails and his face elongated to a lion's snout complete with a maw of razor sharp teeth. His horns grew larger, curling back their points as lethal as any sharpened blade. In his battle-form all remnants of Romiel the man were gone. If his natural form shocked Joy, he hated to think how she would react if she saw him like this. Spreading his wings wide, Romiel leapt from the roof and ascended into the sky.

Available at http://shop.renebooks.com/SearchResults.asp?Cat=3
And at Amazon.com

Emma Paul Interview with Every Night Erotica

2011-05-11T06:58:00.001-04:00

Just a quick note today;

My interview with http://www.everynighterotica.com/ will be up tonight and all day tomorrow. So please check it out...there will be an excerpt of my book Soul Mate's Touch that you don't want to miss, as well as my thoughts about erotic romance and writing.

Thanks all!

Emma

Emma Paul Writes: Debut book being released! Hellz Yeah!

2011-05-06T23:52:00.000-04:00

Emma Paul Writes: Debut book being released! Hellz Yeah!: "Hello All! Finally it's here, Soul Mate's Touch, my Debut Novel! Vampires, Demons and Gargoyles are real. Joyce Davis has just found out..."

Debut book being released! Hellz Yeah!

2011-05-06T23:27:00.006-04:00

Hello All!

Finally it's here, Soul Mate's Touch, my Debut Novel!

Vampires, Demons and Gargoyles are real. Joyce Davis has just found out that she is mated to one of them. Romiel is a gargoyle, an offspring of a demon father and vampire mother. Cursed by a powerful human wizard, Romiel and all gargoyles are imprisoned in stone. And only the touch of a true Soul mate can free him. The moment that Joyce touches Romiel, she knows there is a strong bond between them.

Although she tries to justify why loving a gargoyle is wrong, her heart, soul and body refuse to listen. Together she and Romiel face an uncertain future, as evil forces are unleashed on the unsuspecting humans. In the midst of an ancient war between the immortal vampires and demons, Romiel must unite with an old enemy in order to protect the human race against certain annihilation. As their love for each other grows stronger, Joy and Romiel must face evil head on to save humanity and the Gods themselves.

Available at:

http://sizzlereditions.com/ on 5/7/11

So please visit the site and get yourself a copy, You won't be disappointed

Emma

Here is an excerpt of my Sci-fi WIP Breeder

2011-05-02T07:38:00.003-04:00

The Mantra appeared suddenly, flashed in by some kind of Star Trek-like transport tech, and began ushering the women out of the dormitory. They were led down the hall to a large rectangular cargo hull.

A hatch opened in front of them and bright light ushered in, filling the room with a warm glow. The smell of fresh grass and clean air filtered in. It was amazing to literally smell fresh air. Carina had gotten so used to the stale air of the Mantra’s ship that it stunned her when she first inhaled the familiar scent of earth and vegetation. Before leading the women off the ship, the mantra separated them into groups of ten.

There were approximately three hundred women in all aboard the ship. However, only eighty were selected for this stop and she was one of them. Her line of ten was the last led out side onto a planet Zya informed her was called Yor. The inhabitants were called Dregs and in desperate need of “Breeders”. “Yippy” she thought sarcastically as she stepped out of the open hatch into …“Oh crap!”

Her mouth hung open as she surveyed her surroundings. The lush green and brown landscape was breathtaking. They had landed in a large clearing that appeared man made for that purpose. The Mantra leading her group chirped something at her telling her to keep moving.

When they reached a dugout looking structure the women were all spaced about an arm’s length apart from each other. They all stood there naked which was bad enough, but combine that with hundreds of men standing opposite them, looking as though they hadn’t eaten in weeks and she was filet minion.

It was extremely discerning to be on the receiving end of so many hungry lust filled male eyes. Moreover, what was worse, none of them was a human male. They all looked humanoid…well most of them any way.

Carina was dumbfounded; there were so many different types of alien species. With the exception of the Mantras, all these beings had two legs, two arms, eyes, nose and mouth but they were so many different shapes and sizes. Some of them were tall; some were extremely muscular, while others were skinny and lanky.

All of them had a cock between their legs since they were as naked as the women were. Which was the reason she figured out they were male.

There were differences in many of the facial features. While some of the males had hair and rounded features more human like, others were completely un-human looking. Skin colors and textures ranged from pale flesh to reptilian to several different hues of greens, blue and yellow. There were also some that were quite dark with hair covering most of their bodies.

“Star fucking Trek…” she turned to Zya, “Who would have guessed that aliens really did look like Clingons or Vulcans, or the reptilian people from 'V' ”.

Zya stared at her as if she had just grown a horn in the middle of her forehead. Carina shook her head, “Trust me it would take weeks to explain.”

Zya laughed and then indicated the open encampment next to a lush green forest on a small hill not even twenty feet away. “Look there is a Dreg camp; no doubt they are here to choose their Breeders as well.”

There on the hill stood two incredibly muscular men. They were human looking in every way except for the lack of body hair and the strange looking dreadlocks on their heads. They looked like long dread locks but it seemed more like thin appendages growing from their scalp and they were …moving?

Yes moving… braiding themselves around each other to keep away from the men’s faces. Now that was just bizarre. Beings with living hair…err…things on their heads.

She could not take her eyes off them. Even with the strange “hairdo”, these men were incredible to look at. Now these beings were definitely male. Their physiques were amazing. The most muscular and toned bodies she had ever seen on a man. Not bulky muscular, but lean, smooth, defined and utterly delectable.

Each man had a simple loincloth that covered an impressive bulge between his thighs. Carina’s gaze traveled the length of the two giants who each appeared no shorter then six-seven or eight from head to toe. Finally, her eyes settled on the face of the larger of the two. His piercing stare went straight through her. God, his face was absolute male perfection.

He possessed sharp features, which reminded her of the Native American Indians back on earth. His eyes were slightly slanted and his nose was straight widening at the nostrils. He had high cheekbones and full lips, although his bottom lip was slightly fuller.

It didn’t matter that his skin tone was a little on the greenish side, while his companion’s was more bluish, he was easily the most attractive man she had ever laid eyes on. Her belly tightened and a sharp warm trickle of sensation flooded her pussy. It caused her to squeeze her thighs together in an effort to sooth the sudden arousal.

“God what is wrong with me?” Never in her life had she become aroused just looking at a man, interested yes even a little turned on, but not full on arousal. A surge of anxiety went through her as she read the possessive look on his face…Oh Crap, she thought, he wanted her, and he looked like the kind of man who always got what he wanted. What scared her though, was that she was actually kind of hoping he would get it.

Happy Easter!

2011-04-24T07:38:00.003-04:00

Hey all,

Happy Easter! Yep it's Easter and I'm starting the day Blogging, : )

Well have many updates, Sci-fi erotic romance is 99.98% done, needs a bit more tweaking before I send it in. I had a ton of anxiety with this one. It was the first book I ever wrote and first one I got rejected by multiple Publishers. At one point I wanted to just toss the damn thing and start over.

I didn't. Instead I took all the advice from my crit-partners, publisher rejection letters and my own accrued knowledge and ....totally revised it. It has a different opening, different middle and slightly different ending. I kept much of the same premise and story line.

It sounds really good, I just hope the publisher thinks so.. If not well...shit I have no effin IDEA what I'll do.

Soulmate's touch is still with my publisher, Cover art being worked on. As soon As I get the release date, I will have another update here and on all my other public web medias. I'm on Facebook now so look me up and be my friend.. : )

My next project after the Sci-Fi novel, will be Rumpelstiltskin, an erotic romance twist on the famous fairytale. It's plotted and I'm four chapters in. I'm loving this one! I hope y'all will too.

Also I do have plans for another Soulmate novel, primary plotting is in the works on that as well.

I had the last week off from my day job and spent a lot of time working...(smile)...

Until next time...

Emma

Emma Paul Writes: Update on new book and projects..

2011-04-16T08:37:00.000-04:00

Emma Paul Writes: Update on new book and projects..

Update on new book and projects..

2011-04-16T08:04:00.008-04:00

Hey all, just a quick update... On 4/11/11 I did an interview with the Unnamed Romance Show, with host Sascha Illyvich, check out the blog for a blurb on my new book Soulmate's Touch, to be released by Sizzler Intoxication soon... I enjoyed talking about it and "other" stuff... ; ) with Mr. Illyvich. He is an awesome author, host, editor...among other things. I learned a lot from him. I thank him for the opportunity he opened up for me. My Sci-fi novel The Breeder, is revised..litterly...and it sounds incredible, I'm hoping to send it into Sizzler for consideration. Hopefully If accepted I will work with Mr. Illyvich again. I've sent my 12-13k cougar story, Personal Tutor to Cobblestone Press. I'm hoping and keeping my fingers crossed for an accept on that.

Next week I will have a l0t t0 say on this blog,twitter and now facebook too-:). Once my sci-fi novel is ready for sub, I'm going to finish plotting out another book for the Soulmate Series and get started on that.... I have big plans for this...so stay tuned. Well that's about it, oh yes I am still working on other books that are finished but need to be polished for sub...Wow! so much to do...So little time! Take care and remember to never give up on your goals... Emma

Just a little update...

2011-03-25T21:03:00.003-04:00

Well what's new with me....

A lot! I've just signed a contract with Renaissance E Books, for my novella titled Soulmate's Touch. As soon as I get a release date and cover, I will be posting like a mad woman on twitter, as well as my blog, and everywhere else I can squeeze my two cents into.

I have a few sites, Nocturnal Nights among others that have already agreed to help me promo my new book. Can't wait! I'll have a excerpt up once I know when the book will be released.

Even with all this exciting news, I'm not slowing down with writing or anything else in my life. Between working full time, mom duties and housework, I've been putting alot of hours into several different projects. I have two paranormal erotic romances I'm working on, the first is titled Rumpelstiltskin, The Curse of Darkhaven. My warped and sexy version of the popular children's fairytale. However this version is strictly adults only.

The next is titled Ella and the Demon, it's the story of a young widow who becomes the bargaining tool for an evil Baron, that has made a pact with a very powerful demon. Now said demon is demanding his payment, the Baron's soul. I haven't got this one completely plotted out as I have Rumpelstiltskin. Actually the first draft of Rumpelstiltskin is in the process of being revised. I have plans to take a BDSM class in April, for a refresher on writing in that genre. These two paranormals will have a BDSM feel to them.

I have completed a 12K novelette, titled Personal Tutor...a wickedly hot Cougar tale, and I have plotted and first drafted another 15k Cougar story titled Sweet Maggie. Have plans to send those out, but I'm not sure to whom. Most likely I will try Sizzler Editions first, If they don't feel it's right for them, I'll try Ellora's Cave or maybe Ravenous Romance.

At the moment, I have been revising an old sci-fi erotic Romance, that I wrote about two years ago. It's titled The Breeder, and although it got rejected by the publishers I sent it to, I did get some very good feed back in some of the letters. I feel it's an awesome story. It does need work and so far I find that the changes I'm making are really working very well. The story already sounds better. Hopefully the second time I send it will be fruitful.

Well that's about it for now.

Take care!

Emma

The Demon's Virgin...

2011-02-03T19:39:00.018-05:00

For the next few weeks I thought it would be fun to write a short paranormal story...I'll be adding to it each week...here is the intro...Enjoy

BY EMMA PAUL

Maddie stared wide-eyed at the entrance of the large columbarium. The ominous structured loomed high above her, smack dab in the middle of New Arlington Cemetery. Why or why did she agree to this? Anxiety churned her stomach as she blinked several times still frozen to her spot with disbelief masking her face.

Rose Ramierez goaded her. “C’mon you’re not scared are you…?”

This was supposed to be a simple initiation stunt, into Venus Alpha Phi, sorority. She was given a choice. One, fuck the entire basketball team, or two, spend a night in the haunted columbarium of New Arlington Cemetery. Obviously, she picked two. Although by the looks of things, the first choice may have been preferable. I mean she had to loose her virginity sometime.

Shit. There was no way she could back out now. Not with her mother and sisters waiting at home with bated breath for her call affirming her acceptance into the sorority. The same one they were members of.

Maddie turned to acknowledge Rose. “I wasn’t expecting it to be so big…and dark.”
Rose rolled her eyes.“It’s fuckin’ haunted dumb ass!”

She heard the other girls behind them giggling, sinking her chest farther down into her gut. Rose wasn’t letting up. The horrible girl stood arms crossed over her double Ds, tapping her stiletto-clad foot. Damn bitch. Maddie knew exactly where she wanted to imbed those fuck-me shoes. Unfortunately, the image did little to calm her nerves. Taking a deep breath, she glanced once at Rose and stepped inside the old building.

“All night Parker…I mean it!”

Maddie cringed at Rose’s high-pitched screech as she stepped inside the Columbarium. The door slammed shut behind her, echoing through out the rectangular room.

How much is too much

2011-01-26T07:06:00.003-05:00

When it comes to the Internet, I wonder how much info is too much. Well I believe it is safe to say that any info about your self is already too much. I guess posting, blogging, tweeting etc...is a chance your going to take each time you do it. No one really knows who they're talking to online. We only know what that person wants us to know.

I try to keep a relative low profile. My persona on this blog and on tweeter or any where else I post or blog is only a minute part of who I am. The truth is I sometimes feel as if I've stuck my foot in my mouth with some of the things I've blogged about or posted. I mean, what we say sometimes doesn't quite register with the person or people you are responding to or trying to advise, answer...etc. Not that as a writer I truly have a lot of advice to give. I'm still learning the ropes, as they say.

It's safe to say that I am comfortable with who I am. I've been around the block a few times and have grown up enough to know that. I'll probably keep sticking my foot in my mouth. It's part of being human. But I'm hoping to learn in the processes. I'm on a journey right now, sort of a new chapter in my life, with my writing career. I look forward to the disappointments, the enlightenment, the accomplishments and the hard work. It's all about the experience.

Emma

An excerpt from my new story Personal Tutor...

2011-01-17T07:17:00.006-05:00

Just a small taste of my new tale Titled; Personal Tutor. Hopefully will be accepted for a cougar antho. A project I'm working on with another writer. Enjoy... ; )

“Fuck, fuck, fuck and double fuck”, cursing seemed to make Daniella feel better, under the current circumstances. She had just agreed to two weeks of sex… “Companionship” with a total stranger and if that wasn’t crazy enough the “deal” included that she stay with him for said weeks.

Arguing seemed to be useless, all Trace had to do was up the price to Twenty thousand, and she folded. God she was such a slut! Packing the last of her toiletries, Daniella walked into her living room to find Trace studying a photo of her and Robert. He turned towards her when she was standing next to him.

“So this is Robert.”

Daniella frowned, “Yes that’s hi… wait how did you know his name?” Trace visibly tensed. He put the photo back on the side table and faced her.

“So you ready?” his smile caught her off guard. Damn the guy was gorgeous. She recovered quickly though, “How do you know my ex-husband’s name?” Trace suddenly looked extremely uncomfortable.

“I’ve done business with his firm.”

For some reason that explanation, although reasonable didn’t truly answer her question. Anxiety mixed with second thoughts about this whole deal thing, twisted inside her. But, she choked it down.

Deciding to put the thought from her mind, she put on her best smile, “Okay lets do this.” Trace seemed entranced. His eyes were focused on her lips. Daniella touched them unknowingly, wondering if she had anything hanging off them or her lip-gloss was smudged, or…

“I love the way your lips move when you talk. They’re so full and plump, beautiful.” His voice was low, whispered. The wonder in it took Daniella by surprise.

“Thank you…I…” she didn’t have time to finish her sentence. Trace softly stroked his thumb across her bottom lip. He bent his head down and brushed his lips over hers. His hot breath sent shivers through her body. She leaned into him and kissed him softly.

Trace’s hands moved slowly down her back, reaching just above her ass, but not going any lower. He let out a soft groan and deepened the kiss. The moment his tongue eagerly dipped inside her mouth and touched hers, Daniella lost all ability to think logically.
He tasted so good. Sweet and spicy mixed with wine, from the dinner they had had earlier. But it was more then that.

It was Trace himself. She’d never tasted any one more decadent. Caressing vibrations flowed through her body and settled below her waist. She felt her pussy leak with growing arousal. She’d never gotten this turned on so quickly before.

Trace wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. The hard contours of his body pressed against her breasts making her nipples tightened and engorge. She tilted her pelvis a little. The solid length of his cock rubbed her lower belly and she wanted to feel that stiffness in her hand.

Daniella boldly reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. Trace pulled back a bit, breaking their kiss. His expression was a mixture of lust and shock. Slowly the corners of his lips lifted and he stepped back. Breathing hotly, Daniella watched his hand slowly descend down his body and unzip his pants.

She took a step forward and fell to her knees in front of him. The only thoughts going through her mind were visions of her lips on his hot dick. It had been so long since Daniella felt suck raw sexual attraction for someone. And against her better judgment she let the feeling control her actions.

Daniella hooked her fingers on the waistband of his jeans and pulled them down until his cock sprang free. He wasn’t wearing any underwear. His cock wasn’t huge, but still a good size to fill her cunt to the hilt. He was thick. So much so that her fingers couldn’t touch when she wrapped her hand around the base.

Trace hissed and jerked back when she boldly grabbed his dick. It gave her a measure of satisfaction knowing she was in control of his pleasure. Even better was that Trace made no move to take over that control. This was good. He let his head fall back and waited for her to work his cock.

Welcoming 2011

2011-01-10T06:44:00.007-05:00

Click on the image and read my original erotic shorts featuring, Miss Purity Bush.

Wow 2011 is here. I have so much going on right now, both personally and professionally. My novella Soulmate's Touch is being edited for a TBA release date. I have a cougar anthology, I am working on with another author for a TBA release, and I'm also working on more short erotic stories for Every Night Erotica. Just sent in a new Purity Bush adventure and am waiting to hear if it's accepted. I don't like to assume anything, however, I do think there is a good chance Every Night Erotica will accept the story. But still in this business you never know.

Also get to know a couple of the characters from Soulmate's touch: just click on their image below,

Pretty HOT! if I do say so myself, ;)

Anyway, that's all I have time for now.

Hope everyone had a wonderful and healthy 2011!

Emma

Merry Christmas...

2010-12-16T06:35:00.002-05:00

Christmas is my most favorite of all the holidays.
the main and only reason is because I love waking up Christmas morning and watching my kids' faces as they dove into the "way too many presents" I promised myself I wouldn't over due again...(smile). Children are such a blessing and I have the best.

I remember as a child and waking up Christmas morning to presents and the excitement I felt, knowing Santa came to my house. We weren't rich, by any means, growing up but my Mom and Dad always made sure we never went with out.

Growing up I never realized what a sacrifice my parents made to give us the things other children had, just so we wouldn't be left out. My Mom used to hide Christmas gifts all over the house, she would by them through out the year and store them away for us. Sometimes, she'd forget where she put them and wind up finding things years later. No matter we just had more under the tree that year.

It wasn't until I had my own children that I realised why she went through all that seemingly tedious trouble. Watching those little faces light up with smiles and excitement makes every single sacrifice we do as parents worth every nano-second.

Merry Christmas everyone!

Emma

Excerpt fun....just began a new MS titled Ella and The Demon...

2010-11-23T07:10:00.000-05:00

ELLA AND THE DEMON
By Emma Paul

Ella hurried from the kitchen carrying two large tankards of drink for the taverns patrons. Mr. Davensport, the tavern’s owner and her boss, continually barked orders as she ran from table to table-pouring ale into empty cups. Sweat beaded her brow. It was hotter then hell in The Davensport Inn. The common room was full of men. Customers occupied every table and barstool. Prostitutes lingered near the wooden steps that led to the loft, displaying their charms. They would be busy tonight.

“C’mon girl git a movin’ unless ye, could put tha’ pretty ass a’yers t’better use, ye best keep these gent’l-men weel sodded.”

Loud barks of laughter blared through the room at Ella’s expense. Damn, she hated working the tavern. The kitchen, even with its smoky air and blistering heat was preferable. However, she knew this job was a godsend. Having arrived in Roxbury two months prior without a penny to her name, she had no hope of finding the means to support herself. Everything, she sold every thing she owned to help support her and Jonathan the last five years before his death. God rest his soul.

Jonathan, her late husband. It always put a burning pain in her chest whenever she thought of him. He had been a good man. They lived well, comfortable. The patrons began to get even more boisterous, louder. Ella looked up from her task of pouring mead into a goblet to see what had caused the excitement.

She startled a bit, when Lord Dumont stepped inside. His massive form filled the doorway. He was a tall foreboding man. His face hard, etched with age. Cold blue eyes surveyed the tavern one person at a time. They settled on her. Uneasiness fluttered in the pit of her stomach. She quickly looked away and moved to the next table.

“Aye ye be one pretty lass…”

A large burly man with a mass of unruly beard wrapped his arm around Ella’s waist trying to pull her down onto his lap. It was the hazard of being a bar maid, no matter how swiftly you moved about, swerved out of the way of groping fingers and lecherous gazes, there was always one filthy hand finding it’s mark. Ella turned cold, condemning eyes on the belligerent bastard. To no avail. Apparently he found her attempt to frighten him away amusing.

“Let go of me!”
“Awe come now ‘owz-aboot a wee kiss eh…”

His lips missed their intended target when she turned her head to the side. Instead, he slobbered an oily, smelly smooch on her chin. Pieces of food hung from his ragged beard. His breath stank like yesterdays vomit.

It turned her stomach and she gagged, feeling suddenly ill. Struggling to get out of his suffocating grip, she punched his bicep trying with out luck to break his hold. Oh dear lord he was going for another kiss. This time he grabbed the back of her head, fisting thick white blond hair, as he forced her face to lift up towards his mouth.

Ella cried out, but she doubted any one heard her. The room was filled, with drunks, whores and bar maids that were thankful, they were not the ones in her shoes.

“Let her go!” The deep voice penetrated the chaos, managing to bring the room to an abrupt hush. From the corner of her eye, Ella saw Lord Dumont, towering over her and the would be assailant. She swallowed, her body trembled. The look on the lecher’s face sobered. His deep brown eyes widened with fear and he audibly gulped. Slowly his shaking hand let go of her hair and his grip on her body loosened, freeing her.

She pushed away from him. Lord Dumont studied her for a moment before he glared at the man. Instantly he clumsily got to his feet and left the table. Dumont watched him leave out the pub entrance, and then turned his attention to Ella once again. She was frozen to her spot. There was something not right about this man. His presence dominated the room. He sat down, never taking his eyes off Ella. Slowly everyone went back to his or her previous activity.

“I would like two tankards of Ale.”

Ella nodded and rushed behind the bar. Filling two drinking size tankards with ale, she returned to the table. Another empty stool was across the table from Lord Dumont.

“Sit. Join me.” His voice was much softer, yet there was no mistaking the commanding tone. She sat.
“What is your name lass?” He attempted a smile, but it seemed at odds with his weathered face.
“Ella, M‘Lord.”
“Well Ella what is a sweet young maiden like you doing in this shit-hole.” She blushed slightly. His bluntness was something she hadn’t expected from a nobleman. Jonathan certainly never used profanity.
“I’ve moved here two months ago from Cheshire, it was the only work I could find.” It was difficult to make eye contact. Averting her eyes, she looked down at his hands. She noticed something odd on the back of his right hand as he brought the tankard to his lips. At first, it looked like a burn. When he lowered the drink, she realized it was a mark. A crescent moon with a horned serpent wrapped around it. That is strange.
“…..family here.”
“Uhm…pardon?” He looked down at his hand. Ella turned her head embarrassed he caught her staring at his mark.
“I said, have you any family here?” His lips twisted in a small wry smile.
“No sir, I am alone. Widowed.” Damn, she should not have let that slip.
“Widowed?” His brow wrinkled with surprise. “But one so young…” he didn’t finish the sentence. His eyes traveled lower to her bosom, then back to her face, lingering a bit on her full rosy lips.
“Yes. My husband became ill five…er last spring. He died shortly after that.” Giving to much info was never a good idea, especially about her self. He narrowed his eyes as if he knew she was hiding something. Which she was. Jonathan had been sick for five years before he died. They had been married for twelve. She was only fifteen when Jonathan wed her. She smiled sweetly, hoping to change the subject.

“I will get more ale…” She got up quickly toppling her stool over. He gave her a curt nod. Good, she can get away from this conversation. Ella tried to think of something to say when she got back to the table. The last thing she wanted was for people to know who she really was why she left Cheshire. Blessed with a youthful appearance had helped her find work quickly. She looked ten years younger then her ripe age of twenty-seven.

A widow who had been married for twelve years and still childless was not a good thing to be. Had she at least bore a son before Jonathan died, it would have been more accepting. Rumors immediately started after he died. She was out-cast for being cursed by the devil. Foolish talk. Being baron was a sin in the eyes of Cheshire towns-folk. So she left. She wouldn’t chance the same happening in Roxbury.

Lord Dumont watched her as she poured the ale, and then closed the spout on the barrel. His unwavering attention unnerved her. It was more then his questions about her life and family. He looked through her. His expression emotionless. There was something evil about Lord Dumont. Something she sensed yet was unable to explain why or how. Reluctantly she walked back to the table.

Mr. Davensport hunched over talking to Dumont. Something was amiss. It looked as if they were conspiring. Ella took a deep breath and returned to her seat. Handing Lord Dumont his Ale, she looked up to see a very satisfied look on Davenport’s face. She lowered her eyes to his beefy hand. He clutched a bulky pouch the size of his palm. Payment? But for what? Each man stared at her. She looked from one to the other. Dumont’s lips formed an arrogant tight-lipped smile. It was Davenport who spoke.

“Lord Dumont an’ I ‘ave decided that, ye would be better served workin’ in ’is keep. Git -at-packin’ girl ye leave tonight” He turned before Ella could say anything and walked away.

Where do I get these Ideas!?

2010-11-13T15:33:00.001-05:00

Where do you get those Ideas and how do you turn it into a story?

How many times have I heard the question, “Hey where do you get this stuff?” The “stuff” being questioned is my ideas for all the stories I have written through the years. I wish I had a straight answer. But I don’t. I believe the power that ignites my creativity, is simply a byproduct of all my experiences, influences and general desire for freedom of expression.

What I mean by that?

Well take for example the notion, ‘we are what we eat’, or ‘I think therefore I am’. Both these quotes are symbolic of the fact what we choose for ourselves or what fate deals us, eventually becomes an integrated part of who we are.

Can everyone become a great Artist, or Musician or even an Author?

I don’t think so. In fact, I would argue no. It takes a great amount of dedication, love of the media and shear determination to make those things happen. I may be able to draw and write. However, any one listening to me sing or try to play an instrument would most likely go deaf. I chose drawing and writing to express myself, because that is what I find most enjoyable doing. It is my comfort level. My way of going outside the box and expressing my self.

So were do I get my Ideas?

I get them from everywhere. The minute I walk out my door into the real world I watch, observe, listen, smell, feel, taste. I experience with an open mind and zest for learning. I read. I read a lot. Everything from the street signs to the graffiti on the sides of buildings. Then I store it away. Until one day, it flourishes and becomes my next great project.

For example, I could see a couple walking down the street arguing. Simple and benign. At least that’s what it looks like in general. I ask my self why they are arguing. My mind starts to create different scenarios of what could be causing the squabble. He’s cheating. She’s cheating. They’re not in a relationship, but one or the other wants to be…etc…. Eventually the scenarios become more and more fantastical…

She just found out he’s a vampire and that she is some type of concubine that he was sent from the planet Bloodlust to capture and bring back, so his King can sire his heir on… However, in the midst of trying to gain her trust, he’s fallen in love and is now trying to convince her that they need to run away together before the king sends his henchmen down to earth looking for them.

Whew! Okay now I have something to work with!

The trick is how to turn it from an Idea into a novel.

There are so many wonderful essays written by successful authors and editors on how to format or plan out a written work. I have read and reread and read some more, many of these informative articles. What I finally found that works best for me is to take what I have read, use them as tools to create the best “protocol” that works well with my style and voice.

Take the example above, The Idea I came up with about the arguing couple…

If I were to plan out a novel it would go something like this…

1). Create the back-story, this should answer where, how, why and when.
A). Where: The planet Bloodlust first, then Earth in San Diego CA
B). How: space travel or some type of inter-dimensional travel
C). Why: Dying race, Earth females pre-selected to breed with nobility.
D). When: Modern times on Earth.

Once the back story is outlined, (the above is a simple example…depending on the type of genre, more or less will be needed), then I need to select my characters. One of two ways I do this, I use a character chart for my main characters, ie the Hero and HEA. Another way is to create my own brief “Summary” of all my characters and any other terms I may use that will be unique to the story. In the Summary, I also include the specific sequence of events, brief yet to the point. See the following example…

2).
Title of Book: Summary

Hero(name age, physical description): Brief historical background(ie warrior, soldier, escaped convict…etc..)

Hero’s agenda: what is his goal.

Heroine/HEA: Repeat above. (Keep it simple and systematic)

Antagonist/Villain or Evil Event: Repeat above.

If the conflict is an evil event, ie the destruction of Planet Earth by some unseen force…etc..: then detail a brief history of what leads up to the event.

Secondary Characters: No major description is needed unless the secondary characters play major roles in that case simply repeat the formats for Hero, Heroine/HEA and Antagonist. If the characters are their for more or less supporting roles to help with back story and plot, then only detail their relationship to your main characters.

Introduction: Briefly describe the events that lead up to HEAs meeting.

Conflict/emotional: I write romance so I like to detail how my main characters interact with each other.

Climactic Conflict: What’s the threat…why is it a threat…what is the danger and how it is going to effect the characters.

Resolution: What needs to be done to save the world…how is it done…

Eventual Outcome: What is the Happily ever after…

Okay so this is way simple, but like I said it works for me. I’ve made it purposely vague so that anyone who would like to use this format could add to it to suit their individual needs. For me this outline helps organize the basic plot for my Idea. Hopefully, it will do the same for other writers who have gotten that awesome idea only to be stumped by the dreaded blank page. God knows it’s done wonders for me!

Emma.