Monday, 3 November 2014

Guest Post ~ 3 November 2014: Decadent Kane

Today it is my very great pleasure to welcome Decadent Kane. Not only is she a good friend, but also an awesome writer. I've given her the opportunity today to talk about herself and her writing. 

So, Decadent, grab yourself a drink and there's the microphone.

*stands at podium and taps microphone*

My name's Decadent Kane and I'm addicted to writing elf sex and romance while putting my characters in compromising conditions and helping them get into trouble. I currently have 5 novellas in my trouble with elves series. They range from the North Pole, to goblins, pirates, and bounty hunters. I put no restraints on where they or I will go next. I liked writing my first 5 shorter because I wanted to give my readers an escape, someplace they don't normally go. Someplace where trouble is made fun of, the conditions are extraordinary like not orgasming for two years because of a curse. It's the idea of putting something unexpected with elves and hoping it works. It started with a dare, seriously, and now I have a series.

My next elf book is about the Drow King, mandrake and some of his troubles. It will be this months National Novel Writing Month- Story for NaNo. What I can tell you is Mandrake is not a nice Drow. He didn't become king being kind. He gets his rocks off, literally, on sucking out elven souls and using them for his own power. Until he finds the one soul he can't, and she will have a bite of her own. The rest- top secret hush hush... more coming after November on the story but it my friends will be a full length novel, something my readers have been waiting for me to do and I know once I write that first elf novel, I can never go back...
Wish me luck!
A little about my Print edition: Elven Obsession.

It has all 5 elf stories in one book. You can actually hold it in your hand, curl up with it in bed, and even take it to the bath with you, though I wouldn't recommend water for the book.
Here's tiny excerpts from all 5 novellas...

Ribbon of Darkness:

Draven turned her around in his arms. “I’d suggest you watch
yourself if you wish to keep your clothes while we walk the next
few miles to the Pole. I have absolutely no qualms about taking
you right here, snow and all.” Draven leaned in close to her face.
His lips hovered over hers, causing Ribbon to bite her lip just so
she didn’t close the small distance between them. “Trust me, Donella,
when I tell you the cold will be the last thing on your pretty
little mind.” His eyes slid half-closed.

Tempting Clover:

"You're already wet. I could claim you. Didn't you say you wanted to have an orgasm, that it was torture?" Malik's words came out low and sinister. Clover suddenly regretted ever wanting an orgasm, or at least telling him so.
She held her breath. Oh God. He's going to take me. Clover fought harder and he let her break away. His laughter filled the air between them. Her chest heaved with fear, her breath coming in hard gasps.
"However, it wouldn't satisfy me little morsel. You could never please me properly." He walked past her laughing as he went to his lab to make more human potions.

Steele Your Soul:

He coaxed her lips apart for the briefest of moments before her hand came up and landed a stinging blow to his cheek. Amused, Joren laughed, a full belly laugh. The kind of thing he hadn't done in ages. The lass was a feisty one; he'd give her credit. And oh so pretty when angered. Her cheeks had flushed a dark shade of pink, and her brown eyes darted all over the ship, anywhere but on his. He rubbed his cheek. She had a solid swing. He licked his lips to savor the sweet taste of her mouth.
"How dare you!"
"How dare I? Oh, elfess, I dare all the damn time. I'm a pirate." He wanted to scoop her up and haul her off to his bed. But he wasn't the kind of elf who took advantage in such a way—no, she'd come to him instead. He might even play hard to get. But she would come.

A Hint of Cayenne:

Hawthorn stood before her. Dark hooded eyes, broad shoulders filling up the space, and every bit the male she had seen a few hours ago. A jar of honey in his hand.
"What are could––"
"I find you?" His voice rolled out calm and deep, slipping over her and moistening her panties.
"Yes. Find me." She swallowed. She looked at the jar of honey and back to him. His gaze bore into hers, and she averted her eyes opening the door. "Come in."
He walked over the threshold, his boots thumping softly on the floor. "I have a knack for finding the things I'm after." He grinned.
Cocky bastard. She shut the door and crossed her arms. "And what are you doing here?" Inside, butterflies tossed in her stomach. She wanted him to say he'd come for her but, at the same time, was terrified at the thought of hearing him say it. Her mind jumped from one side to the other. Her hands fisted shirt where he couldn't see.
"I told you I'd find you." He took one long stride toward her. "We left things a little..." He took another step, and she backed up until she hit the wall. "Steamy." His voice dropped so low she barely heard the last word. Her heart hammered at her ribcage.
"What...ah." She cleared her throat. "What do you want?"
Thorn put his free hand on the wall beside her, and she melted into him. How had he gotten so elfing good at teasing her? "I want you of course," he said, his lips barely above hers.

A Whisper of Rue:

"Rue, you can call me every name in your pretty little head but it won't change anything. Afraid you're stuck with me, and your decisions will affect everything. But you're stubborn and you won't see things my way instantly. You'll need proof. I understand. But don't say I didn't warn you," he stated.
Proof of what? He was playing games with her and she wasn't in the elfing mood. He had no right to come in her home. No right to make demands on her. No right to invade every inch of her privacy. She wanted the earpiece out. Why'd she have to get all curious and put the stupid thing in to begin with? Her mother always said her curiosity would lead her to trouble one day and Rue had the dreadful sense that today was that day. "I don't know why you chose me to do whatever it is you need. Probably something horrible. But quit fucking around and remove the spell."
"You want it removed?"
"Yes." She hissed the word. Her anger bubbled inside threatening to tear her apart, mainly because she couldn't see the man attempting to control her.
"Then come and find me."
Places you can find me and my books:


Didn't I say she was awesome. Now you know what to look for if you fancy a good elf read.
Thanks for being my guest today Decadent. Go pour yourself a top up. And don't forget, you are welcome anytime.

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