Winter Wednesday: Respect the name…

259af23eb644d57d588ba8abf21f57f0We lost a legend just a few short weeks ago. I, like many, shared my despair to see a master of machismo, a sultan of shade, a conqueror of tunes say farewell to a world that never truly deserved the beauty that he was. This is my brief, hilarious–in my humble opinion–dedication that sums up precisely how I felt about a man that was truly never a man at all… Continue reading

Winter Wednesday: The return of the Barracuda…

Med-UntilTheEndOfTimeYes, I’m a day late, I know. Let’s all just save the criticism for the newfound love between October’s Very Own and the Queen of Tennis, eh? No? (sigh) Instead of yelling at Nikki, how about we read an excerpt of “Until the End of Time”? Unbeknownst to me, apparently quite a few of you have been waiting for the heavens to crack open and rain down a bit of Sansone once again. Well…anyone recall THIS blogpost from a few short months ago when I hinted that a favorite couple would be returning? You guessed it! Blackwell & Sultana are back again!

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Excerpt:

His Nyssa wasn’t that volatile. She was a thinker, slow in action, fast in reason. The first time that they had sat on the opposite side of that door had been different; very, very different…

“Luuucccy! I’m hooome!” Sansone called in the midst of pushing open the front door while attempting to balance an extremely hot paper bag full of Cuban food from a local eatery in one hand while the other held his leather work satchel. Luciano, his brother, kept referring to the bag as his purse. He’d taken said purse and beat the big bastard with it until he’d grown tired. Continue reading

Winter Wednesday: The Uninvited

photo credit to FunMozar
photo credit to FunMozar

So I may be writing an incredibly violent sociopath… wait… why am I stating that as though it’s a new thing? Fairly certain I’ve written violent sociopaths before right? (counts on fingers) There was that one Jericho brother. There was Nico–and man was he a dick. There was the asshole that shot Maddox–which really only served to piss me off because WTF? However, there’s a major difference between those sociopaths and this one in particular–he’s the hero. Well…sort of the hero. Maybe hero adjacent? Er…or not. You decide.

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Winter Wednesday: The Fall

I had preconceived notions about what would take place between Nala and Simeon. Ideas that seemed simple enough. But as I’m finding out, nothing is ever as simple as I desire it to be…

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“I’m not surprised,” he murmured from just over her shoulder.

Nala turned slightly, her eyes questioning. “About…?”

Simeon motioned to the painting with a nod of his head and padded closer, his bare feet making a barely perceptible sound on the cool, glossy hardwood of his studio’s floors. “That you were drawn to this. That you followed the breadcrumbs.”

She watched him for a moment. “Why?” Continue reading

It’s the eye of the…

Med_BeastlyDesires-001No. We’re not doing that today. None of Nikki’s weird anecdotes or that freakish humming or those strange moments she has when she just bursts into a scene verbally before writing it down. Today is about me, my friends. Oh who am I, you ask? (sigh) I’m the reason why Nikki–also known as the source of why I’m not currently indulging in back scratching, ear biting, snarling haberdashery with my mate–has been a bit….on edge lately. She apparently had these preconceived notions about feline behavior and thought that she could occupy my attention with a few pats on the head and compliments about my beauty. Unfortunately, she was wrong. And do you know why she was wrong? Because I am demanding goddammit! I want what I want when I want it and when I don’t get it the roaring starts. Before you begin your judging–she’s informed me that a few of you regularly do that–allow me to state that I’ve spent the majority of my lifetime outrunning my demons and casting off new ones. Continue reading