Friday, September 28, 2012

Fifty Shades of....Sex

Alright so I finally started reading Fifty Shades of Grey.  I was a little afraid at first since I like my sex followed by fighting and/or death of something awful and evil.  So on a trip to a Dr. appointment, I picked it up to see what all the buzz was about.




I have talked to people that loved it and people that hated it.  There seems to be no one on the fence with this book.  So I began my journey through the sex filled pages.  I liked the use of all kinds of toys, however a spanking over the knee is completely not a turn on for me.  However, I do believe that all of the sex and toy usage is necessary for the story.  It helps define the main characters.  Everyone has a problem with the past and show it in different ways.  Like for example, how many of you like the lights off?  Or maybe likes to be in control of every sexual adventure?  There is a reason for that and a reason Mr. Grey likes sex a little rough.  I can't wait to find out more about his past in the next of the series.  You can easily guess after the first book, but I do love things spelled out for me in the end.

Overall I kind of liked it.  It is a different twist on romance novels and messed up childhood scenarios.  I really like to see someone brave enough to write something that is so far from your traditional 'vanilla' romance novel.  It is fun and better than talking to a sex therapist.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Airyan sample

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/airyan-erin-kaine/1112942264?ean=2940015694932&itm=1&USRI=airyan&

http://www.amazon.com/Airyan-ebook/dp/B009D3KI48/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1348329404&sr=8-1&keywords=airyan


Above are the links to Amazon and Barnes and Noble.  Below is a sample from the novella.
Chec it out while it is on sale! 


"He went straight to his master suit.  Entering the room the center piece was a huge cherry red mahogany bed.  He had fallen in love with the intricately carved tree on the headboard and frame.  The carvings of the tree roots continued wandering down the side frame, all the way to the footboard that formed a bench on the end of the bed.   

At the foot of the bed he had a white shaggy rug with its matching partner to the right in front of a white leather couch.  The bedside tables of matching mahogany were adorned with square fabric lamps that reached higher than the immaculate headboard.  The ceiling had lights hiding behind the white crown molding.  The glow they produced was like a sunset, defining the painted black on black vertical striped walls. 

He had also added horizontal white and black striped curtains to create a foe window in his basement.  There were also small highlights of red in pillows, vases candles and a huge canvas piece of a tree with fall colored leaves. 

This had been his escape on many nights.  The super soft grey, white and black bedding was so soothing and peaceful. 

On this particular night he would not be relaxing or resting. 

He placed Blair onto the bed along with the blanket he had wrapped her in.  The bathroom was on the left of the bed so once she was settled he went to retrieve some water and towels.  While filling a bowl of water he realized his sweater had become blood soaked when he saw himself in the Victorian silver framed mirror.  Cursing he stripped it off throwing it in the trash beside the black toilet.  He returned to the room to care for Blair. A shower could wait until she was clean.

Airyan set down the items he brought for cleansing while he removed her bloody and torn clothes.  He would return to her house later for a fresh set or send one of his guys to get her something to wear.  He placed her dirty clothing into the same trash he had used for his.

He could not stand to see the blood on her face any more so he started with the wet wash cloth there.  Slowly he removed the blood and dirt from her entire body, leaving in a soft conditioner for her hair. 

His blood was beginning to close the wounds she had obtained from the wreck.  It had stopped the blood flow long ago.  He placed her underneath the soft silky sheets as he felt her heart stop. 

He reached to feel for a pulse that was not there.  Just as his heart was sinking towards the dark pit of failure once again, the Moon Goddess appeared in his private sanctuary. 

"My son, be calm.  We all must die to be reborn.  Your efforts have not been lost here.  She will return to you once her body has repaired the injuries."

"I am sorry my queen.  I know it is forbidden to share blood, but I feared I had no other choice.  She had retained such fatal injuries."

"It is forgiven my first born.  She is different. She holds more power than you know."  The Goddess reached for a strand of Blair's hair."