#8Sunday–A taste of a Wild West Succubus
Hi! I’m back from an extended absence.
My eight sentences for today come from my first western, Wild West Succubus. Meet the heroine, Priscilla, as she bathes–in her tub and in her memories:
Those hoarse pants and grunts he used to make, so different from the honey-voiced preacher I’d listen to each Sunday. I was supposed to be thinking about God’s love and his plan for me if I accepted his salvation, but instead I plotted when I’d next have the good preacher’s cock inside me.
I was a wicked, wicked woman then and I’ve not changed much since. (<<–click link to tweet this) I’ve had decades to relive and remember the horrific consequences of my lustful actions. Just desserts? Probably.
Faster my fingers play upon my body. My frantic motions slosh bath water over the sides of the tub.
Wild West Succubus is coming sometime in August or September 2013 from Liquid Silver Books. No cover yet but I’ll be sure to post it as a really cool reveal when I do.
Here’s a DRAFT of the blurb I have so far:
A woman damned…
Priscilla Goodnight, a widow in the harsh Kansas frontier, has a cattle ranch to run. She can’t afford to reveal any cracks in her tough exterior or indulge in sexual liaisons with her ranch hands. But a hungry succubus can only exercise so much self-restraint, making discretion, disguise and memory-wiping her top managerial skills.
The mysterious stranger who knows her darkest secret…
Priscilla doesn’t remember hiring the man with the wily smile and the flannel voice. At all. Yet his name is on her payroll and that’s her signature next to it. Men as physically appealing as Hugo Desmond rarely escape her bed let alone her memory. And how is he able to move so fast yet nobody notices but her?
Is she his target, his mission or his bait?
Hugo is a gargoyle—a specially-trained executioner—sent to purge the west of evil. With succubi falling squarely in demon territory, Priscilla has every reason to fear him…but she can’t stay away. Hugo says he needs her help and wants to save her soul. But is redemption possible for a woman as wicked as Priscilla or will love thaw her heart just enough for Hugo to crush it?
This is going in the must read list. LOVE the last line of the blurb and the 8 is great. I was a wicked, wicked woman then and I’ve not changed much since <- I love her already. 🙂
Oh thank you! Priscilla is definitely one of a kind. 🙂
Well, I’m not surprised to find it’s a honey-voiced preacher with hoarse grunts… but it’s a realistic picture, and like S.J., I like her attitude… it’s much better to like your wicked self (we all have one) than to feel the weight of toxic shame! I have a feeling the preacher is going to feel the latter… so much worse for him…
I think you’re pretty much on to something in your assessment, Susan. THanks for dropping by. 🙂
“I was a wicked, wicked woman then and I’ve not changed much since.” Love, love, love this line. Reminds me of Mae West who I absolutely adore.
heh…Mae West is awesome. Thank you for that comparison. 🙂
Very sexy! I love self-pleasuring scenes.
Especially ones in the bath or shower…mmm…thanks for visiting me! 🙂
Ooh, fascinating premise and I can’t wait to read all of this one! Excellent excerpt!
Thank you, Veronica! 🙂
She seems to enjoy being wicked.
She kinda does, but then she’s had a while to perfect it. 😉
I can totally see her and I loved the description of the honey-voiced preacher losing his coherence. Nicely done, Lila. 🙂
Oh that honey-voiced preacher is something else… Thanks, Siobhan! 🙂
This is one of those twisted in a good way story lines. Writers are such creative people. Fascinating story line you got here!
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Thank you! 🙂
You wicked, wicked woman, you! I’m so happy WWS found a home. Love the blurb!
Whew. Is the bath water hot, or is it just me??