Young's Blog, page 26
May 16, 2016
The Plunge - an excerpt from DEBAUCHERY
���Experience, which destroys innocence, also leads one back to it.���
James Baldwin
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Excerpt:
We stripped naked, and I led us both to the pool���s edge. His hand in mine, we plunged into the warm water. We frolicked playfully; splashing water at each other. I wrapped my arms around Sam and planted a passionate French kiss on his lips. He surrendered himself to me. The excitement of making love in the enticing aqua tantalized our erections to bob uncontrollably; encasing my hardness and his in his soft palms, the adolescent began stroking our erections in synchronicity. Our closeness sent frissons through our physiques. We were two adolescents exploring our sensuality in the heat of passion.
I turned Sam around to probe his tenderness with my nimble fingers, prying him open to receive my throbbing member. He squirmed, backing into me as I slid seductively against his compliant orifice. I needed him, and he desired me. I eased into him gently. The boy succumbed to my forcefulness. His beauty entranced my organ to quivering vibrations, which pleasured him as he accepted me eagerly. He gave me rein of his entirety as we merged into a celestial apparition, where our souls fluttered to heights of amorous ecstasies on imagined wings. I bit fervidly into his venerable neck, leaving my mark of proclamation in that moment of fervency. I desired to own him, yet I knew I had to practice what I preached. I had to release my control over the adolescent but his ardor captivated my soul. I could not quench my ��lan vital but to release my potencies into this fresh bloom, who so trustingly and genuinely desired my love���s deposits.
My ferociousness sent the Freshman into uncontrollable tremors; he could no longer hold off his spill as he ejaculated in the warm aqua. I slumped onto his back in exhaustion, yet my manhood did not relinquish our coitus. I continued thrusting into his core until I released another fill into his embracing aura. Only then did I release my hold on the beautiful youth.
I grabbed us a large communal towel and wrapped our boyishness into a cocoon of affectionate warmth. We resumed our boy play until the clock struck midnight. Only then did we sneak back to our room into our separate beds, cherishing our amour before sleep took hold of our being. We were young and in love.
Little did we suspect the man lurking in the dark shadows by the swimming pool: our BB, Duc. He was recording our performances to present to the Enlightened Royal Oracle Society (E.R.O.S.) selection board.
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From the back cover:
���Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.���
Lao Tzu
Debauchery is the triquel to A Harem Boy���s Saga, a provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society through his UK boarding school. From there, he was spirited to the Middle East to attend the Bahriji (Oasis) School in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for Harem services for the wealthy elite.
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother,��� and his ���Valet,��� who served as his chaperones and mentors.
This book follows the teenagers��� erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their third Arabian Household Harem, the Quwah. There, they became confidants to a prince, assistants in an international dance club venture, ���Carousel,��� and apprentices and models in a controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places.���
This story is an account of the author���s experiences. Through these truths, often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnation and negativity related to sexuality, love, and personal freedom.
A Harem Boy���s Saga is a series of seven volumes.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book III - DEBAUCHERY; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 15 months running.
A Film Contract has been secured with an independent UK Producer, operating in Hollywood.
Email: young@aharemboysaga.com
Website: www.aharemboysaga.com
Video trailer: http://bit.ly/1NUcelM
UK Amazon: http://amzn.to/1DkHC8v
US Amazon: http://amzn.to/1FMlHVY
What a reviewer said...
5-stars: Eye opening and sometimes mind blowing!! Read it!
By Tina Schor
First, I must tell you that I don't read a lot of books, but something about this book intrigued me. First of all it's a true life story. Now, after reading the first book of the series "A Harem Boy's Saga" I anxious to read the next one which I just purchased. This memoir made me realize just how big our world really is, and no matter how much you've done, traveled, or experienced, there's always something to learn, something bigger, something our minds never even thought about or knew existed. It's fascinating to learn about how love, sex, and culture, can be so different, and what some cultures view as wrong, for others it's normal and accepted. Not to sound clich��, but, one should never judge a book by it's cover or brief introduction. It's sometimes hard to believe that the author experienced so much at such a young age; but then again, it was a different time and culture, so keep that in mind. I encourage you to look beyond the sexual parts and get to know the very real people that this story is about. Thank you Bernard for helping me step out of my comfort zone. You've helped see the world and it's people in a whole new way.
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May 13, 2016
Knights Errant (Merely Players series, book 1) by Ian Smith
Book Tagline:
Paul, a modern-day knight in armour, finds jousting team and helping a damsel in distress are far easier than coping with two attractive women, both clearly very interested in him...
Young: Welcome to In The Harem, Ian.
Ian Smith (I.S.): Hi, thanks for inviting me to be a guest on your blog
Young: How long have you been a writer and how did you come to writing?
(I.S.): I���ve been a ���spare-time writer��� for about four years. I���ve written hundreds of technical reports, a dozen scientific papers and two dissertations in the course of my education and career, all following standard layouts and a bit impersonal. Wanting to write in my own voice, I started a distance-learning course in freelance writing, and have had a few pieces published. I put off ���creative writing��� as I didn���t think I could create characters and write dialogue. Then I read a few ���chick-lit��� books, started thinking about how the stories were put together and thought it might be fun to try writing something similar. But from a guy���s point of view, and with rather more detailed lovemaking scenes! I found an e-mail based writer���s group, which has been a fantastic source of constructive feedback and encouragement.
Young: How did you come up with your stories?
(I.S.): Some are very loosely inspired by things I���ve read, or from TV shows and movies I���ve seen, but the majority come from, well, just somewhere in my head. Things I do or see can give me an idea I can develop into a story. I usually have a good idea of the general flow, but never write an outline. I mull it over in my mind, develop my ideas and come up with some scenes, then write these into the story as I go along. Obviously, I find gaps to fill, invent new characters for the ���cast���, introduce and resolve tension, and so on
Young: What are the best and the worst aspects of writing?
(I.S.): The best for me are when I get some acknowledgement as a writer. This can be one of my stories appearing on my crit group���s website gallery, or having short stories accepted for anthologies. The acceptance from my publisher for ���Knights Errant��� kept me smiling for days! These reassure me that I���m developing as a writer and producing entertaining work.
The worst thing is having a head full of ideas, but too little spare time to sit down and write them! Maybe one day I���ll earn enough by writing to do my day-job part-time.
Young: What inspires you to write?
(I.S.): It���s the feeling that I���ve got a story in my head which wants me to write it. I just try to tell it as well as possible.
Young: How did you conduct your research for the ���Merely Players��� series?(You can explain the series here)
(I.S.): This series will feature the same three main characters involved in making TV shows. In the first, Paul and his jousting team are recruited to feature in a medieval-themed show, which they start filming in the second story. A complicated romance develops between the three, with the two women taking the lead and Paul wondering what���s going on.
Research? Hmm. Well, the ���making of��� features on DVDs and about TV shows often give useful little insights. But something like jousting cries out for a more hands-on approach ��� the ���Red Letter Day��� jousting experience my wife treated me to!
Young: What are 3 of your favorite lines/quotes from your newest release? (include title)
(I.S.): This is a tough one, because the lines work as part of the scene they���re from
Knights Errant (Merely Players, book 1)
She fought to suppess a grin. ���I don���t want to know what she did give you.���
I couldn���t really die from embarrassment. Could I?
Vicky turned to Hayley. ���Mummy fixed it for you to like Uncle Paul. He���s been lonely,��� she said seriously.
Young: What would your friends say is your best quality?
(I.S.): Probably my chilli con carne, and maybe my collection of DVDs...
Young: Are reader reviews important to you?
(I.S.): Very. I want to write entertaining stories, so reader���s feedback is the only way I know if I have!
Young: Do you have any blogs/websites?
(I.S.): I���ve got a Facebook author page (www.facebook.com/ian.d.smith.writer/) which I���m trying to post on weekly.
I have a blog (http://ianiscurious.blogspot.co.uk/) which I don���t use anything like as often as I could. My only excuses are a lack of spare time and wondering what others might find interesting to read about.
Young: What do you do when you don���t write?
(I.S.): In spare time, I read or listen to audiobooks, and think about the stories churning over in my mind. My other creative hobby is photography, and I enjoy archery and walking on the moors near my home.
Young: Tell us about your other books?
(I.S.): I���m revising the second story in the series, ���The King���s Captain���, which I���ll send to my editor in the very near future. I���ve got ideas for four more stories in this series, two already sketched out as short stories. Two of these stories are based on successful movies, but with a distinct twist.
I���ve got a very substantial first draft of a different story which I wrote a couple of years ago, and will return to this once ���The King���s Captain��� has been sent off. I���ve got some new ideas to write in, which I think will make it a better story. But only readers can tell me that for certain!
And I���ve other characters already featured in short stories, which I want to develop into novellas or short novels.
Young: If you could share one thing about yourself that you would like readers to know what would it be?
(I.S.): Good question. I think it���s that I want to write nicely-paced engaging stories which feel realistic, so I���ll do my homework as best I can to help them imagine the scene I���m trying to describe.
May 8, 2016
The Bengal & White Tigers - an excerpt from UNBRIDLED
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"Life is a zoo in a jungle."
Peter de Vries
Excerpt:
While the Lion and the Dominatrix were in combat, a ferocious human Bengal and its equally virulent White were trapped in the adjacent silver cage. The mesomorphically built pair clawed at their herculean Master who lashed his whip at the solid iron palings. The Master ruled the naked beasts with an iron fist. His bulging muscles were covered only by a skimpy leather jock. Unlocking the cage, the Bengal pounced at his tamer, missing him by mere inches. His fellow White followed suit as they thundered at the cheering spectators. Crack! The whip sounded as both tigers lunged at their tamer once again, this time throwing him to the floor. The Bengal sank his luscious tongue into his Master's seductive mouth, while the White tore at his leather jock, ripping it to shreds. His bulbous genitals were exposed to the frenzied crowd. Cupping the prey's dangling testicles in his powerful palms, the Tiger rubbed them as if they were delicacies to be devoured. The brawny man wriggled relentlessly, struggling for release, but both sinewy animals had planted their weight on top of the herculean, pinning him beneath their athletic musculature.
The Bengal straddled his Master's hairy chest as his throbbing erection swayed above the captive's face. His sturdy thighs imprisoned the victim's head. The White, in synchronicity, forced the man spread-eagle, burying his face into his intoxicating crotch, inhaling his muskiness. He engulfed the Master's length into his hungry mouth, tasting his oozing emissions from his bulbous head. The prey, in ecstasy and agony, managed to free his hand to snatch the horse whip. A mighty crack sounded and the whip���s tail landed on White���s smooth buttocks, compelling the animal to howl loudly. Refusing to release his hold on his enticing meal, the beast continued suckling the organ in total disregard of the walloping he was receiving on his rear.
Snatching a pair of handcuffs from the floor, the Bengal pulled his tamer's hands above his head, cuffing his prey to the iron railings. Trapped by both animals, the studly captive wiggled desperately in a fake attempt to liberate himself. The tiger landed a slap on the man's face to quiet him. Instead he let out a distressing ululation - a call of the wild. Taking this opportunity, the Bengal stuffed his throbbing shaft into his prey, subduing him. The animal's protuberant onslaught forced his victim to relinquish his oral orifice. Leaning the captive against the cage, the animals manipulated their Master with ease. White straddled the tamer's groin, bouncing rapturously on his stiffness, gliding effortlessly in and out of his lubricated opening. He showed no signs of slowing, until the last drop of steamy semen was milked into the animal's inviting passage. Only then was the beast satisfied, stroking himself to the rhythmic motion of his own orgasmic submission. For now, he was rapaciously galloping to the compliant groans of his captive fan. Riding furiously at times, and at others sensually, slowly, and tantalizingly, White was in complete control of his sexual destiny.
The Bengal was busy plunging his protruding manhood down the acquiescent receiver, who was thoroughly basking in his tumescent feed. The previously formidable Master stared bewilderingly into the eyes of the beast, in awe of the brutal strength of this domineering feline that he envisioned he could control. Laying passively the prey surrendered himself to the climaxing Bengal, who wasted no time in depositing his seed. The howling beast beat upon his chest to the deafening accolades of the rambunctious spectators.
A female snow cougar and her counterpart the black panther appeared between . . .
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From the back cover:
Unbridled is the sequel to Initiation - A provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society. He was spirited to the Middle East, from his UK boarding school. He attended the Bahriji School (Oasis,) in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for serving in Harems for the wealthy and elite.
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother��� and his ���Valet��� who served as his chaperones and mentors during the boy���s Harem services.
This book follows the teenagers��� erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their 2nd Arab Household Harem, the Sekham. They were apprentices and models, for the household patriarch���s controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places���.
The author's experiences present facts that are truthful. Through these truths, which are often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnations and negativity which relate to his experiences.
There are 7 volumes in A Harem Boy���s Saga series.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book II - UNBRIDLED; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 15 months running.
A Film Contract has been secured with an independent UK Producer, operating in Hollywood.
Email: young@aharemboysaga.com
Website: www.aharemboysaga.com
UK Amazon: http://amzn.to/1DkHC8v
US Amazon: http://amzn.to/1FMlHVY
UNBRIDLED video trailer: http://bit.ly/1CqXmCP
What a reviewer said...
5.0 out of 5 stars
Will Shock, Hook and Thrill You from the Jump!
By 1DreamReader on April 23, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition
Unbridled is the second book in a series recalling the adventurous life of the author, Bernard Foong, or Young as he is called in the story. This is not my first M/M read. Young searches for his lover and soul mate, Andy, whom he has not heard from in forty years. The story tells of his memories and passions of their lives together.
An erotic and adventurous memoir is told from Young���s experience as a harem boy for a secret and upscale sect called The Enlightened Royal Oracle Society. His vivid accounts will not only shock but also thrill you in what he has experienced in his lifetime. Yes, I absolutely was hooked from the jump. The story toggles from the past to the present very seamlessly.
I am looking forward to reading more from author Bernard Foong.
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May 6, 2016
The Blood at First Sight (Paranormal Series) by Marie Lavender
Second Nature
(blurb)
She never expected it���
Desiree Edwards has a problem. She���s been attacked, kidnapped and forced to get along with a vampire of all things. It���s something right out of the story books she reads, or her worst nightmare. But, sometimes he���s not the monster he appears to be. He seems so humanlike that she can���t help it when her emotions betray her, when her body betrays her. To make matters worse, she finds out more about herself than she ever wanted to know.
She was unlike any other���
Alec has a problem. The animal in him wants Desiree. But, so does the man. The more he learns about her, the harder it is to deny what he wants. But, he���s a freak, and she���s just a human. The two species don���t mix that way. Then an old enemy surfaces and Alec is forced to make a choice. His life or hers.
Can Alec���s soul be saved by this unique human? Or will it be far too late?
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Book Trailer:
http://youtu.be/CaD_-pJ0fE8
Second Nature
Excerpt:
They entered a garage, or at least that���s what she thought it was. He turned the car off and got out. When he opened the passenger side, he caught her foot just in time before she nailed him.
His eyes narrowed. ���Play nice, sweetheart. I don���t have to be easy on you.���
���You���ve certainly proven that already.���
���You haven���t seen anything yet.��� He grasped her body and jerked her out of the seat.
With the bright lights of the garage over them, she had a better look at him now. Alec was very tall, with wide shoulders and defined muscles that she could see through his black tee shirt. He had black hair that sprung over his head in spiky layers. His eyes were dark, almost without color, with such a hypnotic quality to them that she had to blink. He towered over her and the hard look in his eyes didn���t help any.
She shivered. But, that was his intention, wasn���t it? To keep her off-balanced and afraid? ���You���re doing this because I know too much,��� she said as she stood before him, even though she was still bound. She firmed her lips for a moment. ���Take me back now and I won���t say a word to anyone. I swear. This never happened.���
He scowled. ���Will that help you sleep at night? I told you that I hesitate to erase your memories because you���re too strong. Even if I believe what you just said, there���s something you���re forgetting.���
���What���s that?���
���I actually want you around.���
She grimaced. ���You just want a body to spill into.���
He put his face in hers. Their lips were inches apart. Her heart began to thud wildly again. ���If things were that simple, you wouldn���t be here. And the next time we���re that close, Desiree, you will still want me to spill into you. You may even beg for it.���
Despite the ropes cutting into her, she clenched her fists. ���You monster!���
���Too bad you���ve already pegged me for what I am.��� His eyes darkened with something like pain and for a moment, she regretted her bravado.
Blood Instincts
(Blurb)
What would you do if you found out that you weren���t exactly���human? Myah Sullivan is suddenly living that nightmare. There are Others in the world, dangerous, supernatural creatures that make her mind spin and cause her to question the reality she���s always known.
Oliver King is her savior, a vampire who tries to show her the way. Through her journey she learns far more than she ever thought she would about herself, and about the past. Myah must come to terms with the fact that she is a hybrid. Soon, she discovers that there is so much more to meeting Oliver than mere happenstance.
Can Myah accept her new reality, or will she retreat back into that safe world she thought was her own?
Blood Instincts
Excerpt:
Little by little, she recognized her fight or flight response had turned into desire. He held her immobile, though. She resisted, tried to kick out at him, but as he pressed into her again, a lump that shouldn���t have been there was. Instead of incapacitating her wrists on the mattress, he held her hands in his. She clutched his in return and had no idea why she had such a response to him. She felt willing, urgent.
���You want me,��� she stated. Why it had spilled out of her mouth, she had no idea. It wasn���t like she had any intention of encouraging him.
His laugh was full of self-derision. ���But, that���s not why I came.��� He used his teeth to scrape against her neck gently.
She shuddered in some weird anticipation. ���Please,��� she whispered. Her entire body grew warm beneath his ministrations. What was happening? What on earth was she doing?
���Please what? Please stop or would you like me to continue?���
���I���I don���t know.���
He chuckled. ���It seems we���re in the same strange mess.���
She couldn���t manage a reply.
He lifted his head to stare down at her. ���I���m going to ask you an important question, Myah. Can you answer me?���
She nodded. ���If I can.���
���Fair enough. Do you know what you are, Myah? Who you are?���
As she gazed up at him, she felt she was on the precipice of understanding, something monumental. Still, his words were foreign. They didn���t make sense to her addled brain. Especially when combined with the fact that she realized she wanted him closer, much closer. ���What? I am me.���
She caught a devastating smile on his face, his teeth flashing, perhaps only viewed because of the sliver of moonlight cutting into the room. Also, his hair was light, silvery. Pale and spiky. Maybe it was white or blond; she couldn���t tell.
���No, Myah. What you are. Where you came from. Your kind. Other.���
���Other?��� she echoed the strange word.
���What are you, Myah? You aren���t human.���
Her breath caught. Half of her wanted to believe him. Deep inside, she���d always felt she was different, disconnected from the rest of the world. A freak in a sea of normal.
But, reality set in and a laugh escaped her before she could contain it. Despite the danger and despite the consequences of the potential insult, Myah was only built to tell the truth. ���You���re crazy. Of course I���m human. What else would I be?���
The Bloodseer Legacy
TAGLINE:
Can Jared make her his before they can stop the tide of war?
Author Marie Lavender's
Bio:
Bestselling multi-genre author of UPON YOUR RETURN and 21 other books. March 2016 Empress of the Universe title - winner of the "Broken Heart" themed contest and the "I Love You" themed contest on Poetry Universe. SECOND CHANCE HEART and A LITTLE MAGICK placed in the TOP 10 on the 2015 P&E Readers' Poll. Nominated in the TRR Readers' Choice Awards for Winter 2015. Poetry winner of the 2015 PnPAuthors Contest. The Versatile Blogger Award for 2015. Honorable Mention in the 2014 BTS Red Carpet Book Awards. Finalist and Runner-up in the 2014 MARSocial's Author of the Year Competition. Honorable mention in the January 2014 Reader's Choice Award. Liebster Blogger Award for 2013 and 2014. Top 10 Authors on AuthorsDB.com. Winner of the Great One Liners Contest on the Directory of Published Authors.
Marie Lavender lives in the Midwest with her family and three cats. She has been writing for over twenty years. She has more works in progress than she can count on two hands. Since 2010, Marie has published 22 books in the genres of historical romance, contemporary romance, romantic suspense, paranormal romance, fantasy, mystery/thriller, literary fiction and poetry. She has also contributed to several anthologies. Her current series are The Heiresses in Love Series, The Magick Series and The Blood at First Sight Series.
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May 4, 2016
SILENCED by K.N. Lee
When Willa���s love is transformed into a vampire, and she is forced to do unspeakable evil, she vows to make the king that ruined her life pay.
Silence kept her alive.
Magic will set her free.
Willa Avery created the serum that changed the world as humans, witches, and vampires knew it. Sun Serum 99, the cure for a vampire���s death by sunlight. Many tried to create it, but it took the magic and science of a Grand Elite Caster to perfect it. Despite the fame and recognition that came with this new discovery, the fact remains: Willa was forced by the vampire king of the West to create the one thing she could have used to kill him.
After hiding from the king and his spies for years, she's tired of living in the shadows. She vows to end his reign of terror and return to the man she was stolen from a century ago.
With her two best friends���witches of high rank by her side, and the love of a vampire seeking his own freedom, can Willa destroy the king that ruined her life?
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Exclusive Excerpt:
���I HATE YOU,��� Katya shouted from the loft at the top of the stairs. "How could you do this to me?"
Nude, with long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, she was stunning when angry. Her pert nose reddened as her eyes narrowed at Kristoff Dargaard. For two years, he'd thought her Russian accent was charming. Now he wished she would shut up.
Folding his arms across his bare chest, he gazed at her, indifferent. Yawning, he decided it was best not to ignore the young woman that knew most of the passwords to his accounts.
That���s what I get for sleeping with my assistant.
"Listen to me, Katya. I know what you did. I don���t take kindly to spies."
She threw a bottle of wine at him. ���I told you I wasn���t a spy!���
Kristoff sighed, watching the bottle come straight toward his head. As if in slow motion, the bottle soared across the room to him. He sidestepped it.
Effortlessly.
He cringed at the sound of the bottle crashing onto the floor, splashing his bare feet with the red liquid.
When she went to break his cell phone with all of the proof of her treachery, he darted up the stairs at lightning speed. Kristoff snatched his phone from her hand and grabbed Katya by her hair. Within seconds he tossed her over the rail.
Her scream was so loud that he almost let her fall. She grabbed his hands with both of her own. She gripped him tightly, afraid to fall twenty feet to the marble floor of his Charleston manor.
The five-foot-eight woman was at least one-hundred and thirty pounds, but he held her mid-air as if she weighed nothing more than a rag doll.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop! You're hurting me!" She grabbed his hand while he held her in the air by a fistful of blonde hair. ���I���m sorry!���
"Are you done?"
Lips trembling, she looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. She nodded.
"Y-y-yes."
"Good," he said, lifting her back over the polished brass railing.
When he set Katya back on her feet, she ran to gather her clothes. Leaning against the rail, he watched her stuff her black heels in her bag and slip on tight jeans and a purple sweater, and ballet flats. She kept glancing at him as if to make sure he wasn't coming after her.
Kristoff contemplated walking over there, taking her by her waist and making love to her once more on his down-filled white blanket.
He'd miss Katya's sweet mouth and even sweeter blood.
The puncture marks from his fangs were stark against her white skin. He'd need to take care of the marks and her memory before she left.
When she was done packing and dressing she stood there, silently, waiting for permission to leave. Tears streamed down her face.
Kristoff strode over to her and collected her in his arms. ���I know it wasn���t your fault.���
���He made me do it,��� Katya wailed. She sobbed into his chest, clinging to him like a child being taken from her parents.
She loved him.
Too bad he didn't love her back. His heart belonged to another.
"Will you forgive me?" Her tear-filled bright blue eyes stared up at him.
Kristoff smoothed her hair. She didn���t even know how serious the situation was. He wondered how many of Lukas��� agents watched him at all times, waiting for him to slip up and reveal the truth.
Being the head of PR for an entire race could be challenging at times, but Kristoff was seemingly made for it. He was the face of the Vampire Nation. With ivory skin, sandy brown hair, and ethereal green eyes, the majority of the human population saw his beauty and accepted him.
"I forgive you," Kristoff said. He took her face into his hands and gazed into her eyes. The ethereal green and hazel of his eyes flickered into a deep red as he worked his glamour on her. ���Now, you���ll forget everything involving me and my estate. You���ll forget what you saw in my office yesterday, won���t you?"
Katya nodded, wiping her tears as she slung her bag over her shoulder and left his room in a stupor that would last for a few hours. When she came to, she'd remember nothing of the two years she'd been Kristoff's assistant and lover.
He stood at his floor-to-ceiling window and watched for her to leave in her red convertible. When she sped away, Kristoff flopped onto his bed. He picked up his phone and deleted the email he���d received, the one that would have sent Lukas flying down to Charleston within hours of hearing of it.
A new email from Josef caught Kristoff���s attention.
There was an attachment.
He hoped it was good news. Kristoff needed something to lure him out of his foul mood.
His eyes widened as he stared at the picture on the screen.
Big blue eyes under dark lashes looked back at him. A bright smile almost warmed the coldness of his heart. Jet black hair framed the face of the goddess he gawked at. Pale skin sprinkled with delicate freckles and full lips the color of carnations stirred something in his belly, a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Willa Avery.
Kristoff swallowed, renewed feelings resurfacing as he gazed at her beauty. His hopes were confirmed. The email was real. Willa Avery had returned from wherever it was that she had run off to.
The one woman he had loved.
The woman he had lost.
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Author Bio
K.N. Lee is an award-winning author who resides in Charlotte, North Carolina. When she is not writing twisted tales, fantasy novels, and dark poetry, she does a great deal of traveling and promotes other authors. Wannabe rock-star, foreign language enthusiast, and anime geek, K.N. Lee also enjoys helping others reach their writing and publishing goals. She is a winner of the Elevate Lifestyle Top 30 Under 30 "Future Leaders of Charlotte" award for her success as a writer, business owner, and for community service.
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May 1, 2016
Tie Me - an excerpt from UNBRIDLED
Click on the audio title 01 - Bolero above for music accompaniment for setting the mood to this chapter.
Models are 18 years and over.
"Tie me up, tie me down,
Tie me front,
Tie me back,
Tie me left,
Tie me right,
Bind me eyes,
Gag me mouth,
Now, I'm f***ing yours to keep."
Bernard Tristan Foong
Song Lyrics (copyright)
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Excerpt:
After an enticing erotic performance in the grand ballroom, the White Knight, the Twins, and I proceeded upstairs to the musician's footsteps. Several mask guards greeted guests at the top of the stairs, before guiding us to an adjoining room to change out of our costumes, which were carefully stored away. A cloakroom assistant directed us to a changing area, where we disrobed. Naked as a jay-bird, each partier was given a number, written in black marker on our ankles as identification for our eventual clothing collection. Two options were provided to the upstairs revelers: either to wear our mask at all times or be blind-folded securely before exploration of the premises was permitted.
Andy and Devaj opted to don their masks while Oscar���s and my eyes were bound tightly by two pieces of black kerchiefs. Under no circumstances were we to peek behind our blindfolds, unless we decided to exchange the kerchiefs for our masks. No one was permitted to know the true identity of the participants as we explored the mysteries of each polygamous chamber. My lover the White Knight led me towards a chamber nearest the closet room while Devaj guided Oscar to a bedroom along the long corridor.
Fearlessly trusting my protector as "my eyes," knowing that no harm would befall me, my face completely covered except for the breathing holes, I was at once afflicted with a sense of unheralded expectations. Not knowing what would transpire next, I trustingly surrendered to my guide as we proceeded in search of the unknown. A heightened sense of mystery played pervasively across my active imagination while erotic scenes of hedonistic seduction loomed large. Sounds of live flute music joined with soft groaning and moaning noises emanated rapaciously around me. I longed to sneak a peek out of the darkness, but my trusting obedience prevented me from doing so. Several longing hands caressed my youthful body as my Valet led me to an empty seat on top of a large mattress. Afraid to let go of "my eyes," I held firmly to my White Knight. His closeness assured my safety as he stood above, straddling my face. An overwhelming sense of peace washed over my being as he gently rubbed his growing manhood against my eye fabric. Reaching behind to grab his firm buttocks I felt the tautness as his bulbous length beat playfully against my tantalizing mouth.
Contrary to my expectation, an unknown pair of hands spread my legs apart before sensual tongues lapped and licked at my organ and cod. Before long, esurient mouths were delightfully feeding on my straining erection. These ravenous sensations steered my tilting hips towards their devouring mouths, while I enjoyed my lover's delicacy pumping hungrily into my throat. Relinquishing my being to this virtuous moment of sweet serenity, my fingers explored the depths of my guardian's crack while savoring his passionate kisses as his loving tongue slid effortlessly into my accepting oral orifice. Wetting a couple of my fingers, I pushed into my lover's carnal opening as he stood pressed against my face. His bobbing cock grew with each probing insertion. A mouth next to mine replaced my suckling motion while another pried open my un-querulous lips, demanding undivided attention for his amorous kisses. Losing control to this unseen inebriant sensuality, I fed my saccharine love to the relishing oral orifices that were voraciously devouring the ejaculating nectar from my fountain of youth. Drops that landed on my naked belly were eagerly consumed and shared in passionate French kisses by those lying beside me.
Turning my mouth towards the White Knight, he shot into my receiving orifice, pushing my head against his engorged berth as jets of intoxicating liquid streamed into my willing throat. His rustic masculinity penetrated every fiber of my soul. I was at once impishly revitalized by this onslaught of tasty bucolic nourishment until Andy guided us to a different chamber for further sexual consolations. This time I saw from behind my carnival mask.
A strange sensation washed over me as I watched from behind my painted mask. Before, while under the blindfold I was at once vulnerable to a whirling sense helplessness, trusting in the mercy of my sexual aficionados that they would obey the rules of this unsighted game. Now in complete control, I was an alpha male seeking servitude of willing omegas to satisfy my sexual deprivation, and many would willingly perform within the guise of this candlelit room. . .
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From the back cover:
Unbridled is the sequel to Initiation - A provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society. He was spirited to the Middle East, from his UK boarding school. He attended the Bahriji School (Oasis,) in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for serving in Harems for the wealthy and elite.
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother��� and his ���Valet��� who served as his chaperones and mentors during the boy���s Harem services.
This book follows the teenagers��� erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their 2nd Arab Household Harem, the Sekham. They were apprentices and models, for the household patriarch���s controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places���.
The author's experiences present facts that are truthful. Through these truths, which are often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnations and negativity which relate to his experiences.
There are 7 volumes in A Harem Boy���s Saga series.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book II - UNBRIDLED; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 15 months running.
A Film Contract has been secured with an independent UK Producer, operating in Hollywood.
Email: young@aharemboysaga.com
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What a reviewer said...
An Arabian Nights for the 21st Century
By Convoke on February 19, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition
A friend loaned me the paperback of this second in the seven book Harem Boy series. I had earlier read some of the others, so I knew what to expect. And I was swept up in a sexy fantasy that feels so real you can nearly touch it.
Now, be warned, this is a book that includes sensuality, LGBT, and a spiritual perceptions about sex. This book is not for those children, yet it is a sexual coming of age series. Unbridled is also the sequel to Initiation.
With those caveats above, read this provocative story about a privileged boy initiated into clandestine sexual society in the Middle East. An Arabian Nights for the 21st century...
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother��� and his ���Valet��� who served as his chaperones and mentors during the boy���s Harem services.
This book follows the boy���s erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at his 2nd Arab Household Harem, the Sekham. He was an apprentice and model, for the household patriarch���s controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places���.
The author's experiences present facts that are truthful. Through these truths, which are often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnations and negativity which relate to his experiences.
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April 26, 2016
An interview with author JOSIE MONTANO
VEILED SECRETS
by
JOSIE MONTANO
Young: How are you Josie?
Josie Montano (J. M.): Hey Bernard, how are you? Long time no see! 8-) (Maui 2015)
Young: I'm well, Thank You. Let's talk about you. How long have you been a writer and how did you come to writing?
J. M. : I wanted to be a writer since age 9, inspired by children's author, Enid Blyton. In primary years I self-published my own stories and shelved them in my school library. Early teens I received my first rejection letter from Golden Press. In my 20's 'life' took over but the passion for writing was still strong so I joined a writing club, attended workshops, entered writing competitions etc. In my 30's I attended university and studied creative writing which led to my first book being published in 1999. I now write under 2 names and have over 50 resources published to date.
Young: How did you come up with your stories?
J. M. : I am inspired by everyday experiences and events, the old saying ���write what you know about���, I then add in a lot of fiction! Even my characters are inspired by people I know, I love to observe and 'people watch'.
I like to 'tell stories' and I do this through my writing, I like to share what it was like growing up as a first generation Australian of Italian migrants, and most of my published works include something from those experiences. I also like to use comedy, make people laugh and yet also can throw in some stories with heart and sadness that make you think. But you can do this with humour as well.
Young: What are the best and the worst aspects of writing?
J. M. : The BEST is that I have a sense of freedom ��� I can share my gift/talent. When readers react in a positive way to my writing I know then that I am in the right job, that I am spreading cheer, joy, helping people heal, or even facing their demons.
I like to inspire readers to better themselves, motivate them.
The WORST is when I have a strong idea and all I want to do is write but I need to do initial planning and research first, I'm not very patient in that regards. Especially when the character is talking to you and you just have to get it down on paper.
Also it hurts when you are so invested in your idea/story and yet can't find a publisher who feels the same, when marketing and sales are more important than my story ��� I try not to take it personally.
Young: What inspires you to write?
J. M. : I feel that I was born to write, to tell stories. Anything and anyone can inspire me, from the annoying dog barking next door to a story that my father tells me, to a movie I watched at the cinemas to a conversation overhead by teenagers on a bus.
Young: How did you conduct your research for VEILED SECRETS?
J. M. : As most of the story is based in a small fictional village in Italy, it was easy to imagine being there as the co-author and I have visited the villages that our parents migrated from.
Young: What are 3 of your favorite lines/quotes from your newest release?
VEILED SECRETS
Now I know for sure my nonna has a secret from her past. I want to uncover it. Maybe her secret has impact on Dad, and then on me. But how can I do this without needling at Nonna for more information. Rosaria doesn���t know much, only that there is this big secret and nobody is allowed to talk about it. And it has something to do with Nick���s family because both families don���t talk to each other like the Montagues and the Capulets, like Romeo and Juliet.
��---------------------------------------------------------------
���What the hell, Nonna?��� ���Aurelia, she remove the curse.��� ���What curse?��� ���The curse make you head ache.��� Curse? Aren���t headaches caused by tension or food allergies or scientific medical reasons? Curses? ���Who put the curse on me?��� I am curious. ���Bad peoples, jealous peoples.��� Bad and jealous peoples. I was over it, I���ve heard enough. They are pretty behind and backward in this village, they still believe in curses, they believe in witches, they believe in evil spirits. Mum! Get me out of here!
Young: What would your friends say is your best quality?
J. M. : My positive humorous outlook on life.
Young: Are reader reviews important to you?
J. M. : Yes and no, it's always great to receive a positive review and at times the occasional negative one but there are a lot of readers out there who read our books who don't give reviews so really we shouldn't be marked/judged on the ones that come in.
Young: Do you have any blogs/websites?
J. M. : Www.booksbyjosie.com.au
Author page https://www.facebook.com/Josie-Montano-Author-88023619410/
This book https://www.facebook.com/Josie-Montano-Author-88023619410/
Young: What do you do when you don���t write?
J. M. : I write under two names, MONTANO for fiction and journalism articles, and SANTOMAURO for resources on Autism. Therefore I also present and consult in the field of Autism as well.
I'm also a volunteer with the State Emergency Services, and also head a project titled Verses for Vanuatu which is a travelling children's library for the schools of Vanuatu. On top of all this I am continually researching, plotting, copy writing, presenting and being inspired.
All these hats keep me busy!
Young: Tell us about your other books?
J. M. : 18 fiction novels ranging from lower primary to higher secondary.
Over 30 published resources on the topic of Autism, written for families and educators.
Young: If you could share one thing about yourself that you would like readers
to know what would it be?
J. M. : I always felt different and odd as a child and teen, I didn't fit in at school or even at times with my family. As I got older I realised it's because I think differently and look at the world with a different lens, this is why I write! I like to share that different lens, allow others to see the world as I see it.
Young: Nice talking with you, Josie. I wish you all the best in your writing and book sales.
J. M. : Ciao, and thank you so much.
Book Tagline
Two teens from different sides of the country collide on the other side of the world in a little Italian village.
Little did they know they have more in common than they realised.
April 24, 2016
Let The Games Begin - an excerpt from DEBAUCHERY
15 - All Time High (From James Bond_ Octopussy)
Click on audio title above - 15 - All Time High for music accompaniment to set the mood for this chapter.
* Models are 18 years and above.
���True debauchery is liberating
Because it creates no obligations.
In it you possess only yourself;
Hence it remains the favorite pastime
Of the great lovers of their own person.���
Albert Camus
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Excerpt:
I was in suspense, not knowing what to expect. A tray of cocktails was passed round to the participants by Khatum, who had mixed the green elixir, while Ebram decreed the rules and regulations of Canterbury Tales of Bawdy Rhymes.
Afterwards, Ikram was the first to raise his glass to offer a toast. ���We are gathered here to partake in an evening of sensual and sexual liberation,��� he said. ���Let us raise our glasses to toast His eminence, who is presiding over the games. We drink to celebrate the first Canterbury Tales of Bawdy Rhymes!��� The attendees raised our glasses towards the mystery man, who had thus far remained seated and unmoved on his throne, as we gulped down ���the green fairy,��� better known as Absinthe.
Before Andy had the opportunity to deter me from consuming the hallucinogenic alcohol, I had already guzzled the entire glass. Under the watchful eyes of the kaneeth���s bodyguards, my Valet had little choice but to take a sip of his green elixir.
As soon as we had swigged down our drinks, Fiddha added, ���The winner of tonight���s tournament will be rewarded heftily. He or she will be granted a private audience with His Royal Highness.���
Abdallah finished his cousin���s sentence, ���Without further ado; let the games begin!��� He vociferated commandingly.
Out of a bowl, Emir picked a folded card. The first names to emerge belonged to Didee and her charge, Elizabeth. With paddles in hand, Khatum lead the two females to the center of the circle. Suddenly, a spotlight was shone on them, blinding their eyes for a second, it was as if they were about to perform.
Ebram announced, ���We need two volunteers.��� The baron and his teenage boyfriend stepped forward voluntarily. Before we knew it, the handler had stripped off the couple���s hooded thobes; hauling the half-naked, jock strapped S��bastien and the scuddy baron into the center of the circle. ���Kneel in supplication to your mistresses!��� The strapping bodyguard ordered. He shoved both men onto the floor with his rugged boots before securing two leather leashes onto their necks.
He commanded to Didee and Elizabeth, ���Now, recite aloud the rhyme you���ve been instructed to read.���
Didee began;
���Mary had a little lamb
His fleece was white as snow;
And everywhere that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go.
He followed her to school one day,
That was against the rule.���
Elizabeth interjected before her chaperone could continue,
���It made Mary mad with anger
She paddled the lamb so hard,
He went howling for mercy
And scuttled to hide;
In case Mary wallop his backside
Again and again.���
The women recited the rhyme as they push-pulled their human ���lambs��� to do their bidding. Bread crumbs were handed to every one of us to scatter on the floor or feed the ���lambs��� as we chose. If they disobeyed their mistresses or any of our orders, their naked bottoms were paddled, whipped or slapped unyieldingly by the instruments we had been given. The lambs were offered up for public humiliation. We could choose to do whatever we wanted with them.
Abdallah gesticulated for Elizabeth to bring S��bastien over. ���Come here, you little lamb. Come to daddy for your feed!��� The Arab dictated. Elizabeth dragged and pulled at the leash. The stubborn ���lamb��� did not move. Wallop! Didee���s paddle landed on the boy���s naked buttocks. He let out a harrowing yelp, yet made no attempt to budge. Another blow hit the opposite side of his buttocks. He cried before relenting to his mistress��� tug. He crawled at a snail���s space towards the Master���s direction. Some participants booed, jeered and threw crumbs to the lamb. If he was too slow to nab the crumbs thrown at him, his derriere got hit.
Ludovic came up from behind the boy as he desperately strived to catch the food with his mouth and tongue. The gay Arab lifted his toes to tickle the boy���s anus, exposed between his jock straps. The adolescent lamb tilted his buttocks to receive the wriggling toes. He was obviously enjoying the sexual attention being bestowed upon his orifice. His mistress directed another blow on his backside, sending the lamb scrambling towards the commander.
The dazed S��bastien knelt in front of the Master as he shoved the boy���s face towards his bulging crotch. The lamb was in 7th heaven as he sniffed to inhale his commander���s masculinity. His hardness craned for release as it bobbed beneath the fabric of his rubberized jocks. . .
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From the back cover:
���Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.���
Lao Tzu
Debauchery is the triquel to A Harem Boy���s Saga, a provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society through his UK boarding school. From there, he was spirited to the Middle East to attend the Bahriji (Oasis) School in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for Harem services for the wealthy elite.
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother,��� and his ���Valet,��� who served as his chaperones and mentors.
This book follows the teenagers��� erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their third Arabian Household Harem, the Quwah. There, they became confidants to a prince, assistants in an international dance club venture, ���Carousel,��� and apprentices and models in a controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places.���
This story is an account of the author���s experiences. Through these truths, often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnation and negativity related to sexuality, love, and personal freedom.
A Harem Boy���s Saga is a series of seven volumes.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book III - DEBAUCHERY; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 15 months running.
Email: young@aharemboysaga.com
Website: www.aharemboysaga.com
Video trailer: http://bit.ly/1NUcelM
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By Amazon Customer on April 5, 2016
This book is about a teenage boy's erotic and exotic adventures in a Middle Eastern harem - Quwah. It is a titillating, raunchy and evocative account of the author's adolescent love for Andy, his chaperone, an older man. Essentially this is a gay coming of age novel and will appeal to gay readers who are exploring their own sexuality.
It is also about the great and wonderful Arabian heritage of tolerance, acceptance, sufferance and strength of spirit in the face of adversity, sensuality, maturity and above all love.
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April 18, 2016
Last Night Together - an excerpt from INITIATION
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���Sexual love is undoubtedly
One of the chief things in life,
And the union of mental
And bodily satisfaction
In the enjoyment of love
Is one of its culminating peaks.
Apart from a few weird fanatics,
The entire world knows this
And conducts its life accordingly;
Science alone is too delicate to admit it.���
Sigmund Freud
Excerpt:
Nikee was scheduled to fly away three days after our experiences at the grotto. I wanted our last night together to be extra memorable, so we would cherish the experience for years to come. After a light meal at the school restaurant we decided to take a stroll in the ���Hanging Gardens of Babylon,��� above the grotto.
Nikee began, "Young, you���ve grown since I first met you. I'm so glad you decided to join E.R.O.S. You made a wise choice to come to the Bahriji. It is an environment in which you already are thriving.���
I said, "One of the main reasons I decided to be an E.R.O.S. member was because of you. I looked up to you, always, as my BB and you have a special place in my heart, even though you keep reminding me not to fall in love with you," I gently teased.
He looked at me and said, "You know I will never be able to return the love you have for me. As much as I love you, Young, you are my prot��g��. Also, I���m not one hundred percent gay. You know I like girls as well as guys. I want to experience different people and play the field. I'm not one to have a long-term relationship with anyone. You should realize that by now," he replied, sounding somewhat as if he were trying to convince himself.
"That doesn't mean I cannot love you,��� I answered, solemnly.
"I know someone who will be happy to have a loving relationship with you. You are a great guy; you deserve someone who can return your love," Nikee assured me.
"Who is this someone? I'd like to know him. Are you going to introduce us?��� I asked.
"You���ll find out soon enough, young chap!" my BB said, amusedly.
When we returned to the dorm room, Josef, our ���straight��� roommate was ready to turn in for the night. Nikee and I really wanted some time together. We asked Josef if he would mind if I slept with Nikee that night. Since all Bahriji students were open-minded and didn���t give a damn who slept with whom, Josef was fine with our request.
After showering, Nikee and I jumped into bed naked and we held each other intimately. Our embrace turned to lingering French kisses, and love making. We had always kept a nightlight by the bedside table so none of us would trip in the middle of the night. I could make out, in the dim light, that Josef was watching us. Although he was in his own bed his eyes were transfixed on our every move. For a heterosexual guy, he certainly seemed interested in our male love. I didn't mind having sex in front of Bahriji boys. I had just finished the Sensuality and Foreplay session, with other boys watching. I certainly had no problem with Josef looking on, as Nikee and I made love.
As my BB and I progressed further into our sensual and sexual foreplay, Josef uncovered himself from his duvet, showing us his erect cock. I didn���t realize he was a voyeur, until I saw how much he enjoyed watching Nikee and me perform!
Earlier that night, at dinner, Nikee had mentioned he wanted some photographs of us, to better remember our time together. Now the perfect opportunity presented itself. My BB got out of bed, grabbed his camera and handed it to Josef asking him to snap away, while we were in the throes of passion.
As we resumed our play, Josef took photographs with one hand, and with his other he began masturbating. He captured some beautiful moments. I gave myself completely to Nikee that night, like the very first time we made love by Swan Lake at Daltonbury Hall. I look at the photographs to this day and reminisce about Nikee, my beloved big brother in his prime!
Josef was a second year junior when he entered the Bahriji. He was studying at an exclusive private boarding school in Germany when recruited into E.R.O.S. He was Korean and Taiwanese. His parents immigrated to Berlin due to his dad���s bio chemical research work with a medical institution there. Josef���s grandparents were wealthy landowners from old money, in Korea.
He was a teenager of five foot, six inches tall, with a boyish frame. When we were first introduced, I thought he was gay; his mannerisms were gentle and polite. He had the ���twink��� look, which I���m sure many misinterpreted. He said he was straight, but the evening he took the photos of Nikee and me, he acted like he wanted to join the party and have a three-way liaison. Do straight boys really do that?
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From the back cover:
This provocative story is about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society. He was spirited to the Middle East, from his UK boarding school. He attended the Bahriji School (Oasis,) in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for serving in Harems for the wealthy and elite.
It is also a love story between the young man and his ���Valet��� who served as his chaperone and mentor during the boy���s Harem service.
Author���s note:
I had a privileged and unique upbringing in Malaysia, where I was known as a "sissy boy." Following in my brothers' footsteps, I was sent to an exclusive boarding school in England. It is there that I was inducted into a clandestine organization, E.R.O.S. The Enlightened Royal Oracle Society. For four years, unbeknownst to my family, I was willingly and happily part of a Harem.
My story has been kept under wraps for close to 45 years. The correct moment has arrived for me to make known my unique education.
INITIATION video trailer: http://bit.ly/1DOMft1
There are 7 volumes in A Harem Boy���s Saga series.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book I - INITIATION; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 15 months running.
Email: young@aharemboysaga.com
Website: http://aharemboysaga.com/wp/
UK Amazon: http://amzn.to/1DkHC8v
US Amazon: http://amzn.to/1FMlHVY
Book Awards:
INITIATION
2015 Readers' Favorite Award finalist and Readers' Favorite 5 Stars Award prizes in the Non-Fiction Autobiography category.
2015 Author Award and 5 Stars Award from Author Street Team.
2013 Pinnacle Book Achievement Award in the Autobiography category.
INITIATION is within the United States, United Kingdom & Australia amazon top #100 bestseller ranking in the GLBT memoir/autobiography category since publication - 15 months running and still going strong.
5 stars: I love a true story
By Kindle Customer "Ringmaster"
I love a true story, particularly when the author is articulate and conveys meaning and emotion clearly. This tale involves the author's upbringing in a secret sexual society in which he dwelled as a member of a male harem. Though some may be shocked by the explicit sexual details, I felt that the author did a nice job of counterbalancing these moments with other, less shocking bits of his story. In particular, I enjoyed his educational experiences in fashion and of becoming a young man in a land far from his home, as well as his travels abroad in surely what, to some, might have been very unfortunate circumstances but the author makes it clear that he was not forced and chose to live this extraordinary life. It is difficult for some to grasp how this tale of servitude could be a love story, and yet it is. I don't want to give too much away! But, it's lovely to see that people can overcome things that happen to them and embrace themselves fully for who and what they are. If only everyone was as buoyant and resilient as this author, whose second through seventh book in the series will surely be on my "to read" shelf.
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April 13, 2016
Good As Dead by C.P. Mandara
Good As Dead
Blurb:
Six people want her dead.
Lainey Hargreaves has a secret that she must keep at all costs. It���s a secret that could change the face of the earth, forever. But not all secrets can be kept, and when hers begins to escape, she is certain that death will follow.
There is only one person that can extricate her from the mess she finds herself in. A vampire.
Mercer is that vampire. His quick, analytical brain will give them a head start against her assassins, but even he isn���t confident of success. He needs to discover what Lainey is hiding, unravel her secrets, and earn her trust. She will need to learn to obey his every order without question if they are to stand a chance of success.
And the best place to start? In the bedroom, of course. All women find him irresistible. All women except Lainey, that is, and she���s going to fight tooth and nail to deny the bright red spark that blooms between them.
She���s going to lose.
Excerpt
"You will do as you're told."
He yanked on the curl he had captured and she had no choice but to stare at his mesmerising gold eyes. Swallowing at the invisible lump in her throat, she tried to force her head away from his dangerous gaze but could not break his hold over her. She wanted to roar in exasperation, for this mess could rival the Minos Labyrinth. She felt helpless and frustrated. They were two emotions she had very little experience with and she preferred it that way.
���Or what?��� Lainey tried to bite back the retort but it was too late, the damage was done. When the vamp looked down at her, his eyes were rapidly darkening and his face was contorting with anger. She swallowed hard knowing she���d pushed him too far. Instinctively trying to back up, the wall was unforgiving and she smacked her head against it. His head was coming towards hers yet there was not a thing she could do about it. Wanting to scream, all that came out of her mouth was a pathetic little squeak.
He didn���t stop until his forehead rested against hers, his breath blowing heated little flutters against her lip. Her pulse immediately rocketed into orbit and her senses fled. She was only aware of his tempting soft lips, and a great urge to kiss them. For a second, she had a strangled moment of indecision, unsure whether she was willing her body to remain still or urging it to close those last few millimetres separating her mouth from his. Still stranded in torment, he smiled at her as if he knew the inner struggle she was having, and finally made the decision for her.
Pulling back abruptly, he put some distance between them by slamming both of his outstretched arms on either side of her head. It made her jump. Eyes which had licks of red and orange flames resting in their depths connected once again with hers, and although he was a little further away this time, it didn���t make him seem any less intimidating.
���A nice punishing kiss would probably keep you in line for a couple of days, I think. Should I bruise those soft sweet lips of yours and train them to worship mine? I have a feeling though that once I get a taste for you there���ll be no going back. Then again, seeing a lovesick doe-eyed look in those eyes wouldn���t be so bad. What do you say?��� He unleashed the full power of his smile upon her and whilst there was no warmth behind it, Lainey got the message.
���No,��� she whispered, immediately understanding what he had threatened. ���I���ll do whatever you say, no questions asked.��� She could not be bitten under any circumstances.
He huffed out a breath, and slowly removed his hands from the wall. Lainey sighed with relief as she had a little breathing space back but something akin to disappointment washed through her veins, and it horrified her. She could not feel this way, especially anywhere near a vampire.
���Well, I guess that spoiled all my fun for the evening,��� he said regretfully. ���But it should make the next couple of days rather interesting because at the first sign of disobedience, I���m claiming my kiss, Miss Hargreaves. Are we clear?��� He raised an eyebrow and gave her a lopsided grin.
Lainey shuddered. ���Crystal.���
���Good.���
���Who are you?��� There was a hint of fear in her voice.
���My name is Mercer.���
���Mercer who?��� Lainey pushed her hands against his chest and he backed up a little bit, allowing her a chance to examine him.
���That���s all you need to know."
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