Hello everyone – thanks so much for stopping in: ) This week I’m sharing a Wild Darkness Calls themed story – Holly Gets Darkly. It’s a shorty, lots of sex (because they are totally over-stimulated most of the time with their pheromones constantly throwing out “I want” signals), and a happy ever after ending…here’s what I think about:
Paranormal Worlds and Secret Societies
My favorite genre to read and to write is erotic paranormal romance. There’s so much opportunity to turning a human world upside down, especially when humans are clueless to the possibility or probability there’s something more than their “kind” living and breathing among them.
I love creating a society / world unknown to the humans, but one that is always in plain sight if a person only focused. As busy as our world is today and as programmed as we are, and don’t forget committed to our sometimes crazy habits, who has time to notice anything out of the norm? Seriously, what are the chances?
The TV series, Grimm, is a good one for relating “other” worlds of beings living inside the human world…and humans aren’t in tuned enough to see them.
Creating these secret beings with their own unique abilities, rules / laws, hierarchies, ways of procreating, and ways of living with their own kind, along with living among human-kind, is almost like playing a “God-like” role.
Holly Gets Darkly is an erotic paranormal short, a secret society living within the human race. I enjoyed researching the kindred beast / elusive creatures in my story as it helped in the development of the “paranormal beings.” Sort of like sitting around a witch’s caldron and throwing in a little of this and dash of that to come out with…Walla, a new kind of sexy shifter *smiles*
So, what’s your favorite shifter – or paranormal being – and why?
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Holly Gets Darkly
A Wild Darkness Calls themed story by Kay Dee Royal
Tag: Holly discovers a whole new erotic world when confronted by the elusive cougar.
Warning: Sizzling Hot, M/F, F/F, M/M, M/F/M, multiple partners, anal play, and ultra-arousing sex
Holly Preston, freelance nature photographer, gets lost in the dark and stranded in the forest on a mission to locate the elusive cougar for the shot of a lifetime.
Keyt Darkly, Forest Ranger, tracks her with more in mind than rescue.
She discovers cougars are nothing compared to what awaits her in a cabin hidden deep in the darkness…
A snarled warning from something ahead startled me. I stopped and raised the flashlight in the direction of the sound. My hand shook and the light jiggled. A large cat sprang at the wavering beam of light, like a domestic cat playing with a laser beam. Only this creature moved with the speed and stealth of a ninja, powerful muscles rippling along its haunches as it pounced only a few feet in front of me. I held my scream, but dropped the flashlight. It rolled down the hill, leaving me standing in darkness in front of…a cougar.
Holy cougar-bait, now what do I do? I couldn’t stop shaking while my knees turned to jelly and threatened to crumple under me. Crap. Okay, I had sticks…in my hand. I used one to balance and keep me from falling down.
Then the cat ripped past me, tearing in the direction of the flashlight.
It knocked me down, sticks and all. I lay there frozen, listening as the flashlight skidded here and there, until it finally went out.
The cat snarled, whether in anger or play, I really didn’t know and didn’t want to hang around to find out. I crawled, afraid to stand, feeling my way in the opposite direction of where the cat originated.
Attempting to be soundless in the dark over dead leaves was for the birds…they could fly, while I made lots of noise.
Another something snapped as my knee took the hit. Then I sensed the giant cat was near. Folding my knees under me and covering my head with my arms, I lay face down on the ground. It wasn’t for ferocious cats that a person was supposed to act dead around, but at this point I had no choice. I certainly wasn’t going to run. It would only toy with me until it killed me, like it killed my flashlight.
Its warm moist breath moved the hair that had fallen over my arms as air puffed in and out of its mouth. I knew they smelled with their mouths open and thanked the universe it was too dark to see its sharp fangs. It pawed my arm, back, side, sole of my foot, and then my butt.
I wanted to shout, “Private place!” But as soon as the thought hit my brain, the beast’s claws shredded the back of my jeans. I jerked at the sound of tearing fabric, every part of me screaming to run, and yet the sharp nails never connected with my skin.
Follow Kay Dee Royal’s web links:
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Kay-Dee-Royal/e/B004T8WGEW/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1373435462&sr=8-1-fkmr0
Muse It HOT Publishing Author Page: https://museituppublishing.com/eroticab/index.php/our-authors/68-our-authors/authors-r/265-kay-dee-royal
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