Welcome again to a second edition of Breathless Monday. We have a new spicy f/f story from Brantwijn Serrah and I can't wait to read it!
1.
How did you start writing erotic romance?
I read too many erotic
romance novels that
ended up disappointing me. It already seems like romance and erotica aren't
taken very seriously as literary genres... and the authors of these novels
weren't taking their work seriously either. I wanted to write something that was not only erotic and
emotional, but had a strong story and solid plot as well. As I wrote my first erotic novel, Lotus Petals, I discovered I really
enjoyed the freedom and creative potential of writing erotic stories.
2.
Plotter or pantster?
I plot, mostly, though
I don't like to use outlines or other more 'structured' methods. Most of my scenes come to me in little
nuggets, and I sort of 'massage' them into a plot. For example, while I was looking through
stock imagery to use for my Goblin Fires book
trailer, I saw that
the model I used for Finn—Reagan's half-brother—also modeled in an image of a
man with the body of a snake. It put one of those little nuggets in my head,
and so when I write Finn's story, things might get a bit... snaky.
3.
What are three things you have on your writing desk?
My iPod and my Kindle
are always nearby lately, as they've become very integral tools for me: I have
writing prompt apps, email notifications and journaling ideas on them, as well
as access to all my social networks so I can have work on one screen, Twitter
on another, and check my email with a third. So I multitask a lot, using these
devices. I always have a steno notebook nearby as well, as from time to time
when I'm not at home, I'm making
hand-written notes in them, then transcribing when I'm in front of my computer.
4.
Favorite food?
I love Macaroni and
Cheese, especially if it's sharp cheese or white cheddar.
5.
Tell us a little about your new release. What character in the book really
spoke to you?
Angel's
Keeping is a short novella in the same series as my first
book, Lotus Petals. The story
features a different cast of characters, however: while Lotus Petals follows the story of a vampire warrior, Angel's Keeping brings readers into the
present, and introduces them to the incubi and succubae families. Two of the
characters—Raschael and Malael—have appeared in my short stories before, but
this is the first significant story about their side of the demonic street in
my Blood and Fire series. Oddly
enough, it was a supporting character—the stripper, Noelle—who spoke to me
most. She was very fun to write and I enjoyed her teasing and banter.
6.
I write because I have stories to share, and my biggest
dream is to know
others might enjoy hearing them as much as I enjoy telling them.
7.
What is your favorite type of character to write about?
I'm usually a big fan
of powerful women with a "weak spot", something making them
vulnerable beneath their tough exterior. My vampire, Rhiannon; my fae Knight,
Reagan; and my new leading lady, Sadira, all fall under this archetype,
although in different ways. In Angel's
Keeping, though, I got to write a little bit from a very opposite
archetype: the succubus, Kyriel, is the absolute wrong kind of demon, in Blood and Fire: she is soft, tender, and
sweet. Writing a character with such an open and fresh vulnerability was a
really beautiful feeling.
8.
What is the sexiest scene you ever wrote?
For this year's
National Novel Writing Month, I've been pursuing a story about a BDSM
Master/slave power exchange relationship. I've clocked a lot of mileage in
bondage scenes as a result, and I have to say lately these are the scenes
really getting steamy. In the meantime I'm writing the sequel to Goblin Fires, which involves the
character of Finn and his two Ladies, Nineva and Nerissa, which features a lot
of threesome scenes, including one in a hot tub.
9.
What advice would you give new authors in the erotica/romance field?
Don't limit yourself to
stories reflecting your own fantasies or lifestyle. Be open to possibility of
writing a something new and different, something you haven't experienced and
maybe never even considered. Do some research, talk to people 'in the
lifestyle' (whatever that
lifestyle might be). For years, I wanted to write a story about a polyamorous
trio, a concept I thought
of as 'a perfect love triangle'. I'm not poly myself and have never really felt
the desire to explore the lifestyle in my own relationship, but I knew there could be
a really wonderful story there, if I took the time to learn, ask questions, and
discover new things.
10.
What is next on your writerly horizon?
As usual I have a lot
of projects in the works. As I mentioned I've been working for a story about a
deep Master/slave, BDSM relationship, for National Novel Writing Month. In
addition to that, the sequel to Lotus
Petals is in its first edits. Once NaNo is over, I've got Finn's story to
work on (and I've been looking forward to getting into my half-elf male's
head).
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Author
bio-
.
When she isn't visiting the worlds of
immortals, demons, dragons and goblins, Brantwijn fills her time with artistic
endeavors: sketching, painting, customizing My Little Ponies and sewing
plushies for friends. She can't handle coffee unless there's enough cream and
sugar to make it a milkshake, but try and sweeten her tea and she will never
forgive you. She moonlights as a futon for four lazy cats, loves tabletop
role-play games, and can spend hours watching Futurama, Claymore or Buffy the Vampire Slayer while she
writes or draws.
In addition to her novels, Brantwijn has had several stories
published in anthologies by Breathless Press, including the 2013 Crimson
Anthology and 2014 Ravaged Anthology.
She's also had a short story published in the Cleiss Press Big Book of Orgasm and the anthology Coming Together Through The Storm. She
hopes to have several more tales to tell as time goes on. She has author pages on GoodReads and Amazon,
and loves to see reader comments on
her work. Her short stories occasionally pop up at Foreplay and Fangs, her blog at http://brantwijn.blogspot.com.
Blurb-
As a succubus, preying on humans is Raschael's
business, and mortal holidays are a frivolous waste of time. So maybe her king
meant to punish her when he sent her out to hunt on Christmas Eve. Or maybe he
just wanted her far, far away, so he could banish Raschael's one trusted
friend.
Now Raschael must track down a missing fallen angel, and she doesn't have a
clue where to start. Bigger predators are closing in, and Rasche's only lead is
a Christmas stripper named Noelle.
Book
excerpt-
The waitress ditched her tray of
drinks and took Rasche by the hand, leading her into one of the back rooms. The
Christmas theme survived even in the private show quarters, though with a more
generous degree of triple-X action. The small space Raschael's escort chose had
been decorated with garlands and wreaths, and a stocking hung by the door, but
on top of the holiday trimmings there were also striking boudoir pictures. They
all contained the same sweet, golden angel, but in much less "angelic"
form.
Raschael
spun to address the woman personally. "Who are you?"
By way of
answer, the woman nodded her head at the bright red stocking. Noelle, it
read in sapphire blue, glittery letters across the trim.
"Noelle?"
Rasche asked. "Really?"
"Yes,
really," Noelle replied with a brilliant smile. "It really is
my God-given name. Honest."
"All
right, Noelle, then about Kyrie-"
"Oh,
now, now."
Noelle
took Rasche's hand again, stroking her fingers, and led her to the soft red
leather seat stationed in the center of the room. She gestured for Raschael to
sit and, before Raschael could stop her, climbed expertly up into the
succubae's lap.
"First
thing's first, gorgeous. How about we get a little more...intimate?"
She raised
a hand and snapped her fingers. The faded strains of Blink 182 from the main
room became inaudible, as Lady Gaga's "Speechless" flowed into the
room's own speakers. Noelle lowered herself over Raschael's body, rocking in
time with the sultry piano, wrapping arms around the fallen one's neck.
Forgetting
herself for the briefest of moments, Raschael closed her eyes and let the first
swell of carnal desire stir to life in her loins and chest. The dancer didn't
stop her when she lifted up her hands and cupped them over warm, soft buttocks.
Noelle
smelled of warm vanilla. She had a luscious body, petite with classic curves,
Renaissance in a way...but with eyes closed, Raschael's mind made her Kyriel,
little and lithe and naughty. Under her hands, Noelle's plump hindquarters
might have been Kyrie's slim, boyish ass instead, and the sweet scent of
heather rose up with the remembered sounds of Kyrie's intoxicated desire, from
earlier in the evening. Rasche lowered her face to nuzzle against a plentiful
swell of tender breasts, and she sighed before she could stop herself, moving
her body against the other woman's with yearning.
"Why
don't you tell me about your friend," Noelle whispered against her ear,
gyrating ever-so-delightfully against Raschael's body. "Why are you out
searching for her on Christmas Eve, hm?"
"She
ran away," Raschael said. Her palms caressed the dancer's ass greedily.
"And I'm responsible for bringing her back before she gets in
trouble."
Noelle
tsk'd her. "Now, now, Raschael. You make her out to be some sort of bad
puppy."
The dancer
extended a leg and swung herself neatly around, facing away now to grind her
pert little rear down on the succubae's lap instead. Noelle's hands stole to
hers and guided them up to stroke tits through gauzy white fabric. Raschael's
fingertips found stiffened nipples, and she teased them through the thin
material.
"Who
told you my name?" she asked. "Kyrie?"
"Mm,
could be..."
Noelle's
hands closed, warm, over Rasche's own, as the dancer welcomed her to knead,
stroke, and caress. Rasche inclined her head to breathe in deep, relishing the
scent of beautiful blonde hair.
"Listen,
honey," she whispered. "I'm sure as hell enjoying this, and if I had
the time to spare I'd be all over you in ways you can't even conceive."
"Mm-hm," Noelle replied. Her hips rolled in languid, mesmerizing
rhythm, and Rasche let out a little growl as she returned the motion in kind.
"Oh,
sweetness, I'd fuck you until you couldn't stand," she said. "But not
now. You're going to tell me if you've seen my girl, and where she is, and then
we'll see about making it up to you. Sound good?"
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