Today I am thrilled to present the very talented Angelica Dawson. She has a new release called Blue Moon House that is well worth shouting about. You are very welcome Angelica.
Thank you for hosting me, Naomi!
Blue Moon House was the first erotica piece I sent to publishers for consideration. I only needed to send it to two. I was both excited and afraid to take my first steps into the 'adult' pool. My first novel, written under my real name, is Young Adult Fantasy/SciFi. Obviously vampire BDSM is a far cry from that. When submitting Blue Moon House, I saw a call for submissions for the third Campus Sexploits anthology and tried my hand at writing about wild girls at college. I was floored when a second acceptance came in the mail.
Blue Moon House is a Vampire BDSM story. Julia is a human submissive, reporting to her vampire Master, Harry. After more than a year together, Harry has decided that he cannot let Julia go — he wants her to be a vampire like him. Unfortunately, Harry isn't the only vampire in Blue Moon House. There are six other Doms/Dommes who would be spending eternity with Julia. Naturally, they all want to meet her. Each one tests her in some manner, looking for some trait, wanting to see her in some condition, that will let them know if she is acceptable. It's a long road over a few days as Julia is pushed and pulled, tried and tested, with all of her limits on the table.
Blue Moon House came to me while dabbling in the Twilight Fandom. Stories like Master of the Universe and others that didn't show a 'safe' BDSM coupling made me long to write something to put them all in their place. Julia's story came from that. I wanted to be as brazen, as daring, as uninhibited as the stories I was hearing about, stories my writing buddies told me were poorly written and didn't exhibit proper practices. So I threw everything in Blue Moon House. There's even a reference to fecal play (though none of that shows up in the book). Julia is willing to try anything once. That is the reason the vampires want her so much.
My story in Campus Sexploits 3, by comparison, is almost dull! It's a vanilla heterosexual pairing. Here all the story comes from the emotions and the stories of the two characters. Their sexual exploration is one of discovering each other, not each others bodies particularly. Laura, the protagonist in The Highest Bidder, has done some of the wilder things with her ex and is happy to have something simpler, but infinitely more intimate, with the burly linebacker she wins. It is romantic, something Blue Moon House definitely lacks.
And me? I'm in the middle. I like to try new things. I have all sorts of fantasies my husband and I haven't found the opportunity to indulge in as well as a crazy list of things we have. After all that, some nights, when it's just the two of us, no toys, no bondage, no discipline, just making love that is the best of all. As I often say in my bios, I've been writing for a few years, but having sex a lot longer than that. My imagination fills in the blanks in my experience, and each scene I write, I feel along with the character in the hopes that the reader will as well.
I hope you consider picking up Blue Moon House and diving off the deep end with Julia. If you think that might be a bit too much for you, you should definitely check out Campus Sexploits 3. I promise, mine is the tamest story in it.
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Blue Moon House
“MmmmMmmaximum.” Julia wept loudly. Blood was trickling down her back and over her breasts where the cruel whip had broken her skin. She burned everywhere, stinging from her first beating at his hand, and then adding the salt of sweat, the blood. Sagging against the chains that held her mostly upright, she sobbed bitterly.
The whip was gone and Harry was there, releasing her wrists. “Terrance. Did you have to be so hard?”
The tall, icy man softened for the first time Julia had seen. “Everyone has a limit. If she would join us, I would know hers. Now, I do. Take care of her, Harrold.”
Julia’s mind logged the response but couldn’t think about it in the midst of the pain. Harry was licking her wounds, his saliva closing them faster but burning them further. Julia screamed again.
“Hush,” Harry said with concern, his voice soft and familiar, a raft for Julia to grasp in the sea of pain. There was a stabbing in her leg.
“That will help. You will sleep soon, Julia. In the morning, the pain will be much less, I promise,” Terrance told her, pulling her hair off her face and mopping it with a cool cloth.
“I-I’m not...” She didn’t know how to ask if she was unworthy.
“You impress me, Julia. I look forward to having centuries to get to know more of you, other limits.”
Julia flinched, crying out and hugging Harry. Terrance laughed and the difference between that and the cold demands, the hard mocking he’d given her all night made her turn back.
“Never pain, Julia. I found that limit.”
She relaxed, the drug they’d given her taking effect. It didn’t make her dopey, but she was exhausted. Terrance had followed only hours after Lynn. Julia hoped that was the end of the women. All had known of her distaste, but only Jocelyn had pushed it, knowing she could be pushed. Lynn had been more like Sophia.
When she woke on the large bed, she did ache, but all the burning was gone. She saw welts all over her body, but smelled a tincture that had been applied to speed her healing. It was working. She rose slowly though, wincing at times, to find herself breakfast.
For the first time, Julia wondered just how many vampires there were in Blue Moon House. Was she near the end yet? She hadn’t changed her mind. Her family lived far away and she only saw them on holidays. She had a few friends she would miss keenly, but they would be fine without her. No one depended on her, except possibly her co-workers, and she’d been meaning to walk out on them for months now.
“Whoa. Are you okay?” one of the other submissives, a man of middle years, asked.
Julia nodded, sitting very gingerly in the dining room. Pain spread across her bottom and then receded a little after she had sat a moment. Sucking through her teeth, she pushed it away. Then she lifted her juice.
“Who?” he asked. It wasn’t a common question. Masters were usually kept private.
“Terrance,” Julia’s voice was a croak.
The man’s mouth hung open. “But Terrance never... I mean, I hope you feel better soon.”
Julia grabbed at his elbow. “You belong to Terrance?” she asked.
“I did,” the man answered. “He was too soft, too gentle for what I wanted. He sent me to Will.” The man’s grin gleamed. “I’m very happy now.”
Julia stiffened and regretted it when her bruises panged. Will, she was sure, would have her next. “I see. Have you had other Masters?”
“Not in the House. I’m Justin.” He offered his hand and Julia took it. “You’re older than most,” he observed.
She chuckled. “So are you.” Most of the submissives were in their mid-twenties. Both Julia and Justin were well over thirty. Julia was only a year and a bit from forty. It had posed problems when she started in the BDSM community - no one had wanted her. Blue Moon House, Harry specifically, had not turned her away after one session.
“Touché. Why Terrance?” he asked.
Julia shook her head, sure she couldn’t tell him, unsure if she was even allowed.
“Who is your Master normally?” Justin asked.
Julia’s eyes went soft. “Harry.”
Justin smiled. “I’ve often wished he took men. Not that I’m not happy with Will. I thought about it most when I was with Terrance,” he admitted.
Julia simply nodded. She ate slowly, relishing the nourishment, the fluids. Her body felt every year of thirty-eight today. The spare flesh had been kind to her in the beginning, cushioning blows so they stung but didn’t bruise. She’d lost weight, though not a lot, since coming here and her joints ached in a way they hadn’t a year or two ago.
She chuckled to herself as Justin rose. He quirked an eyebrow and she shook her head. “Nothing.” She’d just been thinking how little she’d miss those aches when she was a vampire.
Wow! I’m sure many will want the book having read that excerpt. Me for one. Well done honey.