Of course I missed my beloved, and we had a couple of really good days together—and then it was his turn to fly off.
As you read these words, he and our daughters—both the one I gave birth to, and the one I did not—are undoubtedly having a blast in Las Vegas.
The girls have never been to Nevada before, while this is my husband’s third time there. The other two times, of course, we went together – the first occasion was for our “honeymoon” which we took on our 17th anniversary. The second was related to his job. In 2002, not long before the family who’d owned the quarry where he works sold the business to a large corporation, they treated us both to a trip to Vegas, so he could attend the Con-Agg Expo, which is always held in that city. David really was thrilled to go to that, because he has always loved his line of work.
My beloved and the girls had a lot of plans for what they would do in the short time they would be in Vegas this week. Gambling wasn’t very high on their priority lists, either. The girls did want to visit at least one casino. If my beloved bets a dollar on anything, I’d be very surprised. He is absolutely not a gambler. Mostly, the three of them wanted to see a couple of shows, and take a tour out to Hoover Dam—and they were hoping to squeeze in a tour to the Grand Canyon, too.
Since they only took a short trip—they’ll be home Friday—I don’t know how much of what they have planned they’ll actually be able to accomplish. I did tell them if they felt like they were flagging they should go to a bar in one of the casinos and order a coffee. I don’t know if it is truth, or urban myth, but I had no trouble, both times I was there, believing that they do indeed oxygen into those gambling dens.
I feel like I’m experiencing a reprise of my own vacation, in a way, since I have the house all to myself until they return Well, all to myself except for the puppy and the cat. My husband said that while I was away in Texas for those ten days, both animals “acted out”. I wasn’t surprised to hear that, because they’re not used to being without someone in the house during the day. David still had to go to work, and poor Tuffy probably thought his life had taken a turn for the worst, having only the cat for company.
I’ll have to tell my husband, when I pick him up on Friday, that the animals were actually quite well behaved for me. But the truth is, life for them returned to normal. I’m home with them most days, so it must seem as if everything is as it should be, except for one thing: there’s been no daddy at night which means that for the puppy, no walk at night.
I had intended to walk Tuffy myself Tuesday night, as I thought it would be good for the both of us. He’s little and not capable of pulling on the leash hard enough to unbalance me, so I am able to walk him. The only challenge to my plan was the thin coating of ice that had formed on the stairs attached to our porch.
I have to go out later today and pick up some safety salt. This fall has found us woefully unprepared for the ice.
Right now, I’m in my office, shivering a little, about to put my electric fireplace on and grab another coffee. I can’t help but think about Texas, and how warm I was, comparatively speaking, just last week. And I feel I must assure all of my Texas friends that the dip in temperatures they were experiencing last night—down below freezing—was not my fault.
I’m almost positive that I packed the cold weather and brought it home with me when I returned!
Love,
Morgan
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Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Wednesday's Words for November 13, 2013
Monday, November 11, 2013
Angelic Forecast ~ #271
"Yeah, always that silver lining," I say, my tone drily sarcastic. "But at least, there's a solution."
I smile at my lion man because I can't resist him. He lowers himself beside me, keeping my hand embraced. His gaze flares with passion, the golden fire in his eyes fiercely sparking.
"My brave one," he intimately purrs.
Our lips meet in clinging kisses. Sweetness, searing passion, the need for each other that has not been quenched for too long now.
His hand dives into my hair, his palm capturing the back of my head. Our kisses become intense, deepening with each press of our lips.
"Sh’raka," he rasps against my mouth, then nuzzles my lips seductively.
My lion man wraps his huge strong arms around me and brings me against him. Lowering himself to the bed, he rolls me on top of him.
"Precious woman," he rumbles barely above a growl. Our gazes meet, our souls flare into each other, and love becomes a fiery heat between us.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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ANGELIC FORECAST ~
***From Angelic Forecast ~ #253 on July 7, 2013***
Winds of Change ~ Waters of Change ~ Fires of Change ~ And Land Changes
These are the themes for the latter half of the year, 2013. For now, what has been called the Quickening, goes full blast across the planet. Get ready.
At this time, these 'forces of change' will continue to Quicken -- with catastrophic events rising around the world. Prepare.
On the land changes front, the sun, the Great Lion Star, continues to take center stage this week.
HEADLINES: 28 Solar Flares Erupted from Sun in a Week, More on the Way 'and' Video: Strongest solar flare of 2013 erupts from Sun — Space.com 'and' X3 Solar Flare Causes Rare 'Magnetic Crochet'
From a previous forecast: "the uprising of the sun is here. Weather goes ultra-wonky -- superstorms, flooding, roaring winds, severe variations in temperature. Volcanoes continue to wake up and activate. Earthquakes swarm across the planet, rippling and tearing at the crust."
And... from a prior forecast: "Meanwhile, the sun, the Great Lion Star, goes into vibrational chaos, snaking 'coronal mass ejections'. Essentially the sun has been poisoned by cosmic-particle events far, far away... and by the transit of several celestial bodies that are currently being hidden from the public.
This solar chaos is being mitigated by the Benevolent Force. However, if the sun's energies become too unbalanced, the Earth 'could' be hit by dangerous CMEs. One forewarning would be the gov-elite evacuation of D.C., and another vacation far from the white house."
On the magickal, mystical front, this week the 'Mages of Ages Lost' fiercely blast their light power across Mother Earth exposing the 'real truth' of humanity's past. For, the dark cabal's carefully constructed lies are unraveling faster than Superman.
As well, the POWERFUL MAGICIANS among us emerge more and more to cast their mighty energies against the dark-side Vipers. Their bold intent is to magickally form a GOOD future for one and ALL.
On the personal front, this will be a major up and down, carousel-spinning week. Good things will be intermingled with significant challenges.
Keep on trucking... keep muddling through, and pressing forward. Most of all keep an eye on your financial situation. Further, it is important to remain constantly aware, even hyper vigilant about your surroundings -- and who is around you, at this point in history.
On the paranormal front, likely there will be more significant news about Big Foot, as well as other legendary cryptids. With all the land changes and energy changes happening, these hidden creatures are being revealed to the whole of humanity.
UFOs continue to swamp the skies, and individual contact is still on the upswing. Several benevolent races are trying to make their presence known, and are fighting off the advanced tech of 'military industrial complex'.
But beware! On the dark 'be very afraid' side, several malevolent races who masquerade as GOOD GUYS are attempting to make contact.
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Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
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WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS
~~~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth ~~~
World weary and worn out, the incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human, has three choices after her old van breaks down.
Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp.
Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal with the hope her death will be quick.
Or does she dare trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her?
Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges out of the darkness.
Sedona wonders if the stranger on a superspeed motorcycle is her savior from the brutal endtimes.
Or, is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?
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It’s only a few days before Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 ~ The end of the Mayan Calendar.
Sent from heaven to help Sedona save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.
He also knows Sedona is about to find out Christmas miracles still exist.
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Sunday, November 10, 2013
Life With Baby Doll: A Gay Man’s Love
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Tomorrow morning I will be giving Baby Doll into the hands of another man, having to trust that he will care for my partner. That man is an ophthalmologist who will be performing cataract surgery on John’s right eye. On November 25th, the left eye will receive the same procedure.
Cataracts are graded on a scale of 1-4, with the worst case classified as opaque. John’s vision in both eyes has gradually declined during the last five years. At a recent check-up, it was determined that the cataract in each eye had now reached Stage 4. He was advised they needed to be removed, with the prognosis that his eyesight could see a marked improvement.
Throughout our twenty-one year commitment, John has had other random surgeries, and each time he has gone under the knife, I’ve always felt a nervous apprehension. While cataract surgery is a relatively low risk procedure, it is still a medical operation. Perhaps this is why one always has to sign an informed consent document for any type of treatment.
Another aspect of Baby Doll’s heath is that he has a non-specific auto-immune disorder that always heightens my worry during these times. This condition increases the recovery time and sometimes can affect the desired outcomes. While my apprehension has always been founded in the physical risks, I still battle a number of emotional feelings that surface at the mere mention of John having to endure medical procedures. While knowing that the surgeries Baby Doll has received have been in the best interest to his heath, that still doesn’t stop a gay man’s love.
From the early moments of our relationship, it was an unspoken bond that I would be Baby Doll’s protector, his provider, and his top as I’ve loved him both emotionally and physically with a tender dominance. In that responsibility, I made his needs my own. Perhaps that’s why when the door to surgery closes tomorrow, and I’m standing on the waiting side, I will feel that same apprehension. Because now, John is not in my hands anymore. I’ve entrusted him to a surgeon and the medical staff.
I remind myself, hoping that it provides comfort, that I chose this doctor because I felt he would provide the best care for the man I love. Inadvertently I am trying to remember that while I may not be providing his needs physically during the surgery, that the steps I took to see that he has the best medical care possible were put into action by my hands.
In looking for an image for this post, I knew what I was searching for, and was pleased with the photo that I discovered. Baby Doll often snuggles up to me in bed exactly like the man on the left in the image above. He puts his arms around my neck , as I cradle his body close. I’d like to think that the man on the right is like myself, the more dominant one, whispering words of love against his partner’s neck.
On a side note, Baby Doll wants all of my readers to know that the actor in the image is not an accurate portrayal of his body. He told me that he is more muscular than that guy. While I added this paragraph at his request, he batted his eyes at me. John also reminded me that he is still waiting for the rainbow Converse sneakers. I posted an image of the shoes on my Facebook Timeline this week. I gotta love my gay boy.
The sweet feel of John’s skin again my own has always been a delicious pleasure that I not only love, but crave. As I give Baby Doll unconditional love and reassurance, he returns trust. With Baby Doll’s camp raging during these quiet times, I get the pleasure of having the only type of man I’ve ever desired pressed close. A flamboyant gay man who not only trusts, but looks to his top for emtional and sexual satisfaction is what I desire.
In the time before we drift off to sleep, we’re are usually holding each other intimately, more so this past week. Baby Doll is only naturally concerned about the surgery. Whenever either one of us has something scheduled that is emotionally taxing, I always try to plan some extra time together a few days before the event. On Friday of this week, I took John for some cheesecake (his favorite desert) and coffee at Perkins not far from our house.
One would not have thought that a late afternoon desert would have been as romantic as what we shared. As we sat in a booth together, we were unusually quiet. Perhaps it was because of the fact that John was sending me signals that he wanted not only my attention then, but later. What signals? Well as the gentleman I am, those are private between my partner and I. In being Baby Doll’s top, I have made it a point in our relationship to recognize his subtle flirts. What a stranger might view as innocent affection between two lovers, conveys John’s unspoken needs to feel my touch.
The love I made to him later Friday night, was a coupling of not only a man who wants to physically please his partner, but of a top who wanted to reassure his bottom that soon our lives will return to normal. This gay man’s love promises it, since John’s heart it with me always.
“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)” ~ E. E. Cummings
To learn more about this series and find a recent list of archives visit: Life With Baby Doll. More will be added, as I continue to update this new site. Due to the increasing popularity of these posts, I have created the permanent tab on my Website that contains information concerning the intense and passionate love affair that I share with my partner, John Jericho.
I enjoy hearing from all of my readers, and look forward to your e-mails. Remember Love is Love…Period.
Andrew K Kinley is a ManLove erotic romance author for Siren-Bookstrand Publishing and LGBTQ rights activist based in Hot Springs, AR. All of his work can be found at: A K Kinley. For questions or comments please e-mail him at authorakkinley@gmail.com.
Saturday, November 9, 2013
New Release: PERSUADING EVE - Passion Peak, Colorado 5
I'm so pleased to announce a new release!! PERSUADING EVE is book 5 in my Passion Peak, Colorado series!!
Welcome to PASSION PEAK, COLORADO, where cowboys and sexy Doms compete with the mountains as the best scenery in town.
Passion Peak and its twin, Sleepy Cat Peak, are both visible from the town. The Legend of Sleepy Cat Peak holds that when snow covers the mountain, it forms the image of a large cat. When the snow melts earlier than usual, the cat is then awakened early from its slumber and comes into the town, causing havoc for the remainder of the year...
And as if superstitious legends weren't enough, there's a ghost hunter with a reputation for manufacturing fake phenomena hanging around town, trying to get into historic homes to investigate...
Passion Peak, Colorado is a spin-off series from Racy Nights, and like Racy Nights, this series is MFM menage with plenty of kinky sex, consensual BDSM, and an HEA in every book.
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Vet tech Eve Rydell escaped an abusive marriage with the help of Dom and fiancé Phil Parkwood, and her life seems perfect. When Phil suggests a threesome with his cousin, Knox Parkwood, Eve is intrigued and agrees. But when she spots a man she thinks is her ex-husband, her illusion of a perfect life is shattered.
Passion Peak police sergeant Phil Parkwood helped put a gang of serial rapists in jail in Wyoming five years earlier. When one of them makes parole, he is spotted in Passion Peak. Will his fiancée and sub, Eve, become a target?
Knox Parkwood owns an auto detailing and repair shop, but while his business thrives, his love life is a disaster. When Phil invites him over for dinner and a threesome with Eve, he falls like a stone for her. But while his relationship with Eve blossoms, she is targeted by a stranger loose on the streets of Passion Peak.
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Wednesday's Words for November 6, 2013
This is my fourth trip to the Lone Star State. I have always found the people here to be warm, welcoming, and very respectful.
Do you know, it takes some getting used to, having everyone—and I do mean everyone—calling me “ma’am”? I have always tended to address strangers I encounter as “sir” or ma’am”, because my mother may have been gone for more than three decades but her lessons live on. It’s something I do without thinking, and yes, I have received some strange looks in the course of my day to day life.
Here in Texas, the use of good manners is really quite common. But it’s more than that. I think it’s very natural to the people here to treat others with respect. I think it is ingrained. At least it has been with the people I’ve encountered.
Texas is a very logical place for me to visit. My publisher, Siren-Bookstrand, is in Texas—Austin, in fact. The writer with whom I collaborate on a cross-over book once a year is right here in Texas, too. Her name is Heather Rainier, author of the wildly successful Divine Creek Ranch series, and she is in the San Antonio area, which is where I am staying. And the series I am writing under my other pen name, Cara Covington—The Lusty, Texas Collection—is, of course, set in Texas.
This isn’t a vacation, it’s an extended retreat. There’s nothing, in my world that comes close to the joy of being in a room, face to face with a fellow author. There’s nothing that beats digging our fingers and toes into the fertile soil of our imaginations, and seeing what we can grow in it, individually and together.
Bouncing ideas off each other, Heather and I often experience what we’ve dubbed “unimind”. Other times, one will have the first part of a plot twist, and the other will have the second part. We make a good team—we really do.
I was also thrilled to get to meet and spend time with another Siren author, Bella Juarez. Her Black Ops Brotherhood series, which draws on her own military expertise, is not to be missed. We spent the day together yesterday writing and talking about writing. That was great.
I also had the opportunity to spend time with my publisher, and to meet the editorial staff at Siren. It was wonderful being in the same place with so many talented people. I don’t have enough words to tell you how deeply I respect these people—or how much I love my publisher!
The weather here has been pretty warm, for the most part. There was one evening we were out, having dinner, that when we stepped outside to leave, everyone was shivering…the thermometer had dropped to 56 degrees! It was cool, but I can tell you if we get some days back home up to 56 in January I am like as not to go outside without a jacket on.
It may come as no surprise to any of you that I pen these essays ahead of Wednesday – usually. So as you are reading these words, my friend Heather and I should be getting ready to go out and about, touring some of the surrounding area. I’m going to take some pictures and shamelessly play the tourist as I look for a few souvenirs to take home to my loved ones.
I’m going to get myself something, too. Primarily, I want to get me a cowgirl hat. Yes I could easily by one at home, but I want a genuine TEXAS cowgirl hat.
I had a cowgirl hat, black felt, which I had purchased a few years ago, long before I was ever published, but I made the mistake of allowing children to play with it. When it comes to the children I have a very hard time saying no. Alas that hat is but a memory.
In the meantime, until we head out touring and shopping, I’m at my keyboard, working hard. There’s a breakfast room in this hotel just down the hall from my room. The morning meal is complimentary. The coffee, tea, hot water, and juice are available all day—and all night, too.
Sunday morning found that room very busy. I imagine that a lot of people were heading home after spending a long weekend here. I got chatting with one woman, and when she found out I was visiting from Canada, she gave me a hug! She said, “We’re all so pleased that you are here!”
Do you know that hug uplifted me and stayed with me all the rest of that day, as did her kind words and sweet smile?
Like I said, I really like Texas.
Love,
Morgan
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Monday, November 4, 2013
Life With Baby Doll: Romancing a Gay Man
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In this week’s Life With Baby Doll post, I am going to be answering a question from a reader. I recently received a message from Martin T. who lives in Hot Springs, AR. While most of my letters from fans are out of state, I was surprised to hear from someone living in my hometown.
While I knew it was not impossible to have readers residing nearby, I was still a bit taken back by his kind words and observations. Even more unusual, was that John and I had met this man during a dinner date a few weeks ago. He was our waiter.
Martin had asked if we were gay. I am assuming he had noticed me reaching for Baby Doll’s hand across the table. Both John and I briefly discussed our support of LGBTQ rights with the young man, and I gave him my business card.
Used with permission from Martin, he wrote the following words to me:
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Andrew,The two of you looked really good together! Nice! I’m really shy and sorry I didn’t tell both of you that I was gay. I still wondered if you knew anyway? I am 25 and have always had a hard time finding love. Relationships with men in the past didn’t work out. I wish a man would look at me like John looked at you. I want the type of relationship that you two got. The men I’ve dated so far just want sex. I want love. If you don’t mind, could you possibly tell me what it is that you do to make him look that in love with you? I’ve read a few of your free stories on your Website. They are very good. I’d like to read a few of your books soon and see if they have the same love in them. Not all gays are looking for cheap stuff. I’d be more than happy if you could share a few tips with me.Martin
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First, I would like to say thank you, Martin, for e-mailing me, and for the kind comments. I always appreciate letters from readers. In addition, thank you for permitting me to not only share your message, but for allowing me to answer it publicly. I feel that others within the LGBTQ community might benefit from reading our correspondence.
John and I did suspect that you might be gay, or at least an ally. That was the reason that I gave you my card. Both my partner and I enjoy making contact with like-minded people.
I am truly sorry that you have not found love. However, I am of the firm belief that there is someone out there for everyone. Perhaps that’s why the relationships you mentioned have not worked out, as you need to be unattached for that special person to walk into your life.
Concerning the question that you asked me, I would be more than happy to share a few tips on how to romance a gay man. The techniques I’ve used have worked for twenty-two years between John and myself. While I realize that everyone is different and has their own preferences, the following information can be changed to fit the needs of each individual relationship.
While John gave me many looks that night, I will focus on the ones I believe you may have seen. They are the stares that I often try to purposely illicit from him. His face was awash with love, but most importantly trust. While I think mutual love is an important aspect in any partnership, trust runs a near second. Baby Doll is secure and trusts that his heart is safe with me.
How did I accomplish this? First, we fell in love with each other. The act of falling in love requires a great deal of trust in and of itself. Second, it was a silent understanding from the beginning that I was the dominant partner, while John was more submissive. In my dominance, both in our day to day and romantic life, I have always made it very clear that his needs are mine as well. In doing that, he reciprocates what I desire. Love and trust are a give and take, with both partners fulfilling specific roles. I gained Baby Doll’s trust first by loving him, then by listening to his needs, and finally making his needs a reality.
I don’t believe that love and trust are built upon some premise of grandiose romantic ideals. While romance is a part of it, the every day responsibilities of being in a relationship are what determines its future success. A relationship has to be nurtured, grown, and subsequently cared for. Without both partners working in harmony to make this happen, even the best laid plans of romance will dissolve.
From my perspective, and within the top/bottom dynamic that John and I share, I’ve always felt like certain things were more my responsibility than his. He has his own responsibilities in our relationship as well. However what is important to remember, is that we are working together towards the same goal. That goal is that love is not about you, it’s about making the one you love happy.
In addition to the emotional aspects that I’ve already mentioned providing John, I always try to be very affectionate. Affection does not equate sexual contact, however I will briefly touch on that further in this response. For example, I always put my arm around him when we’re sitting together. I kiss him both hello and goodbye when we have to be apart. I try to tell him I love him at least once a day. He loves flowers, so I bring those home often. Baby Doll likes me to hold him while we sleep. All of those things that I suggested, except the flowers, requires no expense. Those gestures come from the heart.
On a more intimate note, all human being want to feel loved, particularly those in relationships. Once again, but this time in the bedroom, it is my responsibility to be sure that I understand John’s needs and make those my own. Without going in to detail, I use a tender dominance that lets him know that I’m in control of his most private and intimate emotions, while knowing that I will care for him in the manner he desires. I tell him I love him…hold him…touch him…tell him how good his feels. He hears the words from my heart.
I hope my answers were what you were looking for, as my response was a bit more than a usual e-mailed message to a reader. This was due in part to the fact that what I wrote had to be adequate for my recurring Life With Baby Doll series.
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To learn more about this series and find a recent list of archives visit: Life With Baby Doll. More will be added, as I continue to update this new site. Due to the increasing popularity of these posts, I have created the permanent tab on my Website that contains information concerning the intense and passionate love affair that I share with my partner, John Jericho.
I enjoy hearing from all of my readers, and look forward to your e-mails. Remember Love is Love…Period.
Andrew K Kinley is a ManLove erotic romance author for Siren-Bookstrand Publishing and LGBTQ rights activist based in Hot Springs, AR. All of his work can be found at: A K Kinley. For questions or comments please e-mail him at authorakkinley@gmail.com.
Angelic Forecast ~ #270
Dhuroth lifts my hand cradling it between his. "You will write it as -- what is it called in English? ... ah yes, a fictional story."
"Well, that makes sense," I say after long moments of pondering. "Although... with this conflict, there is no time to write."
"True, my beloved woman. That will change soon enough."
I raise my brows as I fully gaze at my lion man. "What do you know?" I ask, hope soaring inside me.
"The enemies' retreat has begun. We are allowing their escape through the portal. However," Dhuroth pauses and I hear the caution in his tone, "a doomsday device has been planted inside one of our largest volcanoes. It has been fused to the rock."
I absorb my lion man's words, shock overcoming me as usual. "Not good," I say moments later.
"The device can be dislodged safely. It requires nearly a month's time and many frequency strikes..." again he pauses, his gaze delving into mine, "by skilled pilots."
"New mission runs. That's what you're saying." My stomach clenches from apprehension and also excitement.
"Yes. With the retreat there will be less danger in accomplishing the air strikes."
"Yeah, always that silver lining," I say, my tone drily sarcastic. "But at least, there's a solution."
I smile at my lion man because I can't resist him. He lowers himself beside me, keeping my hand embraced. His gaze flares with passion, the golden fire in his eyes fiercely sparking.
"My brave one," he intimately purrs.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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ANGELIC FORECAST ~
The Rise of Cowgirl and Cowboy Defiance Sweeps Across the Country
At this turn in history/herstory, those with the spirit of liberty beating in their breasts now spread out on the land, and form their independent communities. Many will also go outlaw as in the DIVINE OUTLAW. They will consciously ignore the demands of the criminal establishment, and live by this creed: do what is right and true and sacred.
For, they have embraced the SPIRIT ENERGY of freedom for All humanity. This Aquarian Age frequency now encompasses the entire planet.
On the AWAKENING front, as the AWAKENING nova-bursts across the world, every form of tyranny will be less and less tolerated by the people. Massive uprisings, riots, and protests will likely become commonplace during the year, 2014.
In opposition, to crush this spirit of true freedom, the dark-side disguises their evil by putting on the 'green mask', and pretending to be the saviors of Mother Earth. Nothing could be further from the truth.
On the personal front, this is a good week to assess your situation in the world, and to realistically plan for the future. Also, cleaning up areas in your home that haven't been touched in awhile, will prove to be beneficial. For, you could discover much-needed items or information.
This is also a wonderful week to express your love for those you care most about. Wrap your precious heart energy around them. Feel your bond deepen and become richer, then make plans to celebrate the holiday season.
On the magickal, mystical front, this week the 'Mages of Ages Lost' slice their lightblades through the various masks worn by the Viper warlocks. Out of this is revealed the 'true' nature of those who are called 'our' leaders.
Worldwide, now the black-masked emperors fall faster from grace. Collectively, the world turns their back, while prayers pour forth like a mighty divine river asking to be saved from this pit of soulless vipers. The prayers are working.
On the paranormal front, bigger than ever, look for UFO vehicles, and fleets, to make themselves known worldwide. 'Sighting reports' may even be forced into the brain-drain media. However, metaphorically pull back the curtain, and check alternative news if you want to know what's really going on.
And, wow! The closet door on the paranormal has been blasted open, at this time, freeing all sorts of supernatural creatures and phenomena. Beware! Be very AWARE.
On the land changes front, acceleration is the key word. And the sun, the Great Lion Star, takes center stage.
HEADLINE-SNIPPET: 28 Solar Flares in Seven Days ~ More than two dozen M- and X-class flares have erupted from the sun over the past week, blasting radiation into space. NASA's Solar Dynamics Observatory captured the rapid-fire explosions between Oct. 23 and Oct. 30, signaling an increase in activity over what has been a rather mellow solar maximum. Several flares emerged from an active region of the sun currently facing Earth known as sunspot AR1884. ~coasttocoastam.com/pages/28-solar-flares-in-seven-days~
From the previous forecast: "the uprising of the sun is here. Weather goes ultra-wonky -- superstorms, flooding, roaring winds, severe variations in temperature. Volcanoes continue to wake up and activate. Earthquakes swarm across the planet, rippling and tearing at the crust."
And... from a prior forecast: "Meanwhile, the sun, the Great Lion Star, goes into vibrational chaos, snaking 'coronal mass ejections'. Essentially the sun has been poisoned by cosmic-particle events far, far away... and by the transit of several celestial bodies that are currently being hidden from the public.
This solar chaos is being mitigated by the Benevolent Force. However, if the sun's energies become too unbalanced, the Earth 'could' be hit by dangerous CMEs. One forewarning would be the gov-elite evacuation of D.C., and another vacation far from the white house."
THIS FORECAST IS CONTINUED AT *TITLE MAGIC* ~titlemagic.blogspot.com~
Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Warning!!! The global elite [New World Order] does not want *you* to read this book. See ~ Powerful Dreams at my Kougar Kisses blog.
WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS
~~~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth ~~~
World weary and worn out, the incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human, has three choices after her old van breaks down.
Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp.
Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal with the hope her death will be quick.
Or does she dare trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her?
Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges out of the darkness.
Sedona wonders if the stranger on a superspeed motorcycle is her savior from the brutal endtimes.
Or, is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?
***
It’s only a few days before Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 ~ The end of the Mayan Calendar.
Sent from heaven to help Sedona save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.
He also knows Sedona is about to find out Christmas miracles still exist.
[Angelic Fantasy Erotic Romance]
~~~~~~
~~~ EBOOK & IN PRINT ~~~ a former #1 on Siren-BookStrand’s bestseller list
Author Discovery by BookStrand author, Lindsay Townsend.
~~~
~ HAVE A MAGICKAL WEEK ~
Kisses from Savanna Kougar...
~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~
Siren-BookStrand Author of ~
All Shades of Blue Paradise
[World of the Blue Pearl Moon, Book 1]
When a Good Angel Falls ~ In Print
[Winter Solstice 2012, Book 1]
Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis ~ In Print
[New Atlantis Trilogy, Book 1]
Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ In Print
[Chrontropolis, Book 1]
Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ In Print
Branded by the Texans ~ IN PRINT ~ A Siren-BookStrand Bestseller!
[Three Star Republic]
Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds ~ What happens when two of Hades’ most mission-accomplished Hellhounds find just the right witch for Halloween? ~ Ebook and In Print.
Friday, November 1, 2013
Book Bargains for November and Black Friday
Here are my Book Bargains for November and Black Friday
"Flavia's Secret." $0.99 from Bookstrand. A full length novel of 83,000 words for just 99 Cents!
How Far Dare You Trust Your Lover? Especially When He is Also Your Master?
"Flavia's Secret" is a historical romance novel of 83,000 words. It's a sensual historical romance set in Roman Britain.
Spirited young scribe Flavia hopes for freedom. She and her fellow slaves in Aquae Sulis (modern Bath) have served the Lady Valeria for many years, but their mistress' death brings a threat to Flavia's dream: her new master Marcus Brucetus, a charismatic, widowed officer toughened in the forests of Germania. Flavia finds him overwhelmingly attractive but she is aware of the danger. To save her life and those of her 'family' she has forged a note from her mistress. If her deception is discovered, all the slaves may die.
For his part torn between attraction and respect, Marcus will not force himself on Flavia. Flavia by now knows of his grief over the deaths of his wife Drusilla and child. But how can she match up to the serene, flame-haired Drusilla?
As the wild mid-winter festival of Saturnalia approaches, many lives will be changed forever.
Also from Bookstrand, you can buy my historical romantic suspense "A Secret Treasure" for half-price.
[BookStrand Historical Romantic Suspense]
The Greek island of Rhodes: luxurious and hot, beloved haunt of the Sun God, steeped in the mysteries of the past. In the late 1930s during the gathering storm-clouds of war, it is a dangerous place to fall in love.
When pretty, passionate Eve Burnett meets the darkly intriguing Julio Falcone, she is torn. As a man, Julio is powerfully attractive. As a policeman, he is bound to be a Fascist. Her brother, David, who is missing, is connected to the Greek Partisans who wish to liberate Rhodes from their Italian overlords.
Now, as David appears at their parents' house soon after Julio makes Eve's acquaintance, Eve is compelled to hide her brother and a mysterious gold statuette. The Fascists are looking for him and this secret treasure. Soon, Eve realizes that she may be forced to choose between the man she loves and the ultimate safety of her family.
A BookStrand Mainstream Romance
Retro Release Special Discount: This title is offered at a 50% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, November 21st.
Also my medieval historical romance "A Knight's Vow" for just $2.99
England, 1138. Set against the dangerous backdrop of the crusades, this sweeping romance captures the story of a beautiful, young woman and the dashing knight who will battle his fiercest enemies to win her undying love....
You can read more, including reviews and an excerpt, here
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Wednesday's Words for October , 2013
Yesterday at Toronto’s Pearson airport, one of the United agents intercepted me as I was headed toward the line-up. He took me over, seated me, checked me in, and called for the assistance. How wonderful to be treated so well. Everyone I encountered yesterday made the trip a very pleasant experience.
The first thing I noticed, of course, when I got my first up close look at San Antonio, was how lush and green everything is—and how warm and humid it is here. It really is like being in a different world. I left a land that was resplendent in autumn colors and falling leaves. It had been raining and the roads were littered with the usual fall debris. It was chilly enough to wear a jacket—one that was zipped up.
Here, it could very well be summer still. Oh, I am certain that the native Texan will be laughing at this, and will very likely be able to point out all the signs that tell them it is indeed fall.
But for this gallivanting Canadian, the illusion of summer is a welcome one.
Today is a day of journeying to the State’s capital, Austin. After six years of being published by Siren, I finally get to go there and tour the headquarters. I’m excited to do so. I’ve met my publisher many times, of course, and I cherish the opportunities I’ve had to spend time with her. After all, with her one word—“yes”—she changed my life.
Insofar as I can (because I am not perfect) I live my life with an attitude of gratitude. I believe in giving thanks on a daily basis, and in being mindful of the kindnesses extended to me. I believe in letting people know how grateful I am for them.
So I thought it only fitting that I give y’all (I’m in Texas, remember) something to be thankful for on this wonderful Wednesday. Today’s essay is short. Very short. In fact, it’s done.
I’m sure, once I’ve racked up more Texas experiences, that I will make up for this brevity next week.
Love,
Morgan
http://www.morganashbury.com
http://www.bookstrand.com/morgan-ashbury
Monday, October 28, 2013
Angelic Forecast ~ #269
'Yes, one of the worst, my beloved one. As you heard the beast-machines are to be deployed against freedom fighters -- in truth, against any human who holds freedom as sacred within their heart and soul.'
'No'... bursts from me, as a nightmare vision unfolds before my mind's eye. I steady my astral self against Moon Beam.
'What you have just witnessed is about to occur on Earth unless this potential future is revealed.'
'How do I reveal it?' I ask as my soul quivers in both fear and anger.
"Sh’raka... my love. You must awaken."
I hear my lion man's tender concerned voice. Before I know it my eyes pop open and I'm wide-eyed. Remaining motionless, I feel as if I'm still half in the astral realm.
The dark future tugs at me. The light now surrounding me pulls me toward it.
"Tug of war," I mumble.
"Simply remember what you experienced, my one," Dhuroth gently encourages. "Then, you will be entirely present with me."
Taking moments, I imprint the details of my astral experience in my memory banks. "Got it," I murmur, wondering again how I'm supposed to reveal this 'potential' future.
Dhuroth lifts my hand cradling it between his. "You will write it as -- what is it called in English? ... ah yes, a fictional story."
"Well, that makes sense," I say after long moments of pondering. "Although... with this conflict, there is no time to write."
"True, my beloved woman. That will change soon enough."
I raise my brows as I fully gaze at my lion man. "What do you know?" I ask, hope soaring inside me.
TO BE CONTINUED...
~~~~~~
ANGELIC FORECAST ~
Now Comes the Worldwide Rise of the Woman Warrior, the Warrioress
From a previous forecast: "The Goddess Arrives, dancing and spinning among the economic turmoil and war-chaos of our current world. She brings her sacred heart for the sake of humanity, to heal Mother Earth.
The Goddess Arrives once again, her heart shining with love, her spirit offering the gift of soul healing. She asks that you accept her love, her nurturing hand upon you -- that you receive her healing energies.
The Goddess Arrives as warrioress, radiant battle sword in hand. She is ready to strike down her enemies. She is prepared to help humanity rise toward their destiny, living and flying among the stars."
On the AWAKENING front, now two women leaders come into prominence upon the world's stage. One brings the light of the Divine. The other brings the cruel crushing fist of the dark-side.
Each one of us will choose. Humanity as a whole will choose. AWAKEN to a Divine dance with the Sacred Heart. Or descend into a brutal, impoverished existence where the dark-siders rule and dominate without compassion.
On the magickal, mystical front, this week, All Hallow's Eve craziness ensues, both good and bad. This will be centered around the Sacred Feminine as She asserts Herself more powerfully. For now, more of humanity honors Her presence, and knows her true Way upon the Earth.
For the next several weeks, the 'Mages of Ages Lost' cast their bright-light magick breaking apart waves of evil sorcery that have been keeping humankind blinded to the 'reality' of the world. Meanwhile, the Viper warlocks panic and do all in their lessening power to blast the people with black sorcery, and spread their smoke of deception. Their goal is to cause a mayhem of distraction and disaster.
On the personal front, a spooky week of possible financial problems. Continue to monitor your finances carefully, while preparing for the upcoming superstorms of life.
This is also a wonderful week to re-establish relationships, and make your good relationships even stronger. For the heart soars at this time, and minds meet. Souls come together. We are ready.
On the paranormal front, this week the *past* returns -- the ancestors of humanity rise in spirit. For, the time of Great Warning is here. With the dimensional boundaries nearly transparent during this All Hallow's Eve, 'those' who love humanity come forth in assistance. They come forth to save what humankind has built as a life-monument to All That is Good upon Earth.
Also, likely there will be more dragon sightings in the near future. This is because the deep caves of Earth are being affected by land changes and the inter-dimensional wall is continuing to thin.
THIS FORECAST IS CONTINUED AT *TITLE MAGIC* ~titlemagic.blogspot.com~
Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Warning!!! The global elite [New World Order] does not want *you* to read this book. See ~ Powerful Dreams at my Kougar Kisses blog.
WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS
~~~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth ~~~
World weary and worn out, the incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human, has three choices after her old van breaks down.
Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp.
Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal with the hope her death will be quick.
Or does she dare trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her?
Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges out of the darkness.
Sedona wonders if the stranger on a superspeed motorcycle is her savior from the brutal endtimes.
Or, is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?
***
It’s only a few days before Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 ~ The end of the Mayan Calendar.
Sent from heaven to help Sedona save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.
He also knows Sedona is about to find out Christmas miracles still exist.
[Angelic Fantasy Erotic Romance]
~~~~~~
~~~ EBOOK & IN PRINT ~~~ a former #1 on Siren-BookStrand’s bestseller list
Author Discovery by BookStrand author, Lindsay Townsend.
~~~
~ HAVE A MAGICKAL HALLOWEEN WEEK ~
Kisses from Savanna Kougar...
~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~
Siren-BookStrand Author of ~
All Shades of Blue Paradise
[World of the Blue Pearl Moon, Book 1]
When a Good Angel Falls ~ In Print
[Winter Solstice 2012, Book 1]
Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis ~ In Print
[New Atlantis Trilogy, Book 1]
Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ In Print
[Chrontropolis, Book 1]
Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ In Print
Branded by the Texans ~ IN PRINT ~ A Siren-BookStrand Bestseller!
[Three Star Republic]
Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds ~ What happens when two of Hades’ most mission-accomplished Hellhounds find just the right witch for Halloween? ~ Ebook and In Print.
Sunday, October 27, 2013
Life With Baby Doll: The Touch of ManLove
WARNING: The links contained within this post will take you to sites with content for mature readers only. However, this post is suitable for a PG audience.
I consider myself a very masculine sort of man, one who cares for his partner with what I like to refer to as a tender dominance. I derive emotional and physical pleasure from knowing that Baby Doll trusts and submits his heart and body to my care. Even a man such as myself is vulnerable to weaknesses. One of mine appears in the form of gender dysphoria. The definition of gender dysphoria is a strong dissatisfaction with the gender assigned at birth, as the person finds themselves identifying as the opposite sex.
Having been a gay transman from my earliest memory, I’ve always experienced different levels of dysphoria. The worst episodes that I can remember were during early puberty and my high school years. As a result, I contemplated suicide in 1991 at the age of seventeen. Those readers who follow this series know that meeting my partner, John Jericho, changed the course of my life, including the impending suicide. Since then, I haven’t been completely immune to the effects of dyphoria. Regardless of the emotional trauma that the condition inflicts, I always know that the touch of John’s manlove will prevent me from slipping so far into the dark that I would desire once again to try and take my own life.
One personal dysphoria trigger is visiting the gynecologist. I felt like a fish out of water, this past Monday afternoon, sitting in a waiting room full of pregnant women and femininity. This time I had waited two years to go, and the only reason I did was because I feared not having access to early detection of certain illnesses.
Regardless of the fact that I am a Pre-op, Pre-Hormone transman, there are certain areas of my body that are completely ignored by myself, my partner, and the rest of the world in general. Note to the curious, the areas that are my masculine body are also the same for my character, Reed Collins, in my short story, Playboy28. The only difference is that I am a top in my romantic relationship with John. This dislike for certain areas of my body, has made it easy and desirable to assume that status with him.
That afternoon as I drove John and myself home, I spoke very little, while I tried to hold on to every shred of manhood that I could get my hands on. Now I had another appointment, an ultrasound in a week, to check on my ever growing fibroids, as apparently my doctor didn’t like what she felt. She never does. I’ve lived with that condition for the better part of ten years. Baby Doll sat quietly beside me, as I gripped the wheel with one hand, and caressed his fingers with the other.
The house was quiet when we arrived home. Our sixteen-year-old son was at the gym. Sarah, our thirteen year old daughter, was Skyping with her boyfriend in her room. I locked our bedroom door behind us, walking to the window. Staring into the wooded area behind our condominium, I felt Baby Doll’s arms immediately go around my body. Usually, I am the one holding him from that position. I am a firm believer that men can cry. While I don’t shed tears very often, John always knows what circumstances will break my resolve. He held me close in his arms while I wept.
****
John was the first to speak, “Andrew, you know that you’re my man, and you satisfy me in every way.”“Alright,” I spoke as the dysphoria continued to rage.“What did you tell me the last time you made love to me?”“That when I touch you I am more masculine than at any other time, and that my pleasure depends on yours.”“No one ever knew my heart, or cared to look,” John whispered softly. ”No man has ever pleasured me in bed the way you do.”Turning to face my lover, his face and eyes shown with the look of passion that I often try to elicit.“Make love to me, Andrew?” John asked.“Now?” I replied.
****
Of course I knew I was going to, but after letting my guard down moments before in his arms, I had to act like I had a certain level of control in the situation. Any gay man like myself, particularly one who is attracted to sweet effeminate males, would be out of his mind to refuse the advances of his partner.
While making love to John on Monday afternoon did much to dispel my gender dysphoria for a time, I am convinced that the touch of ManLove is the best medicine of all.
To learn more about this series and find a recent list of archives visit: Life With Baby Doll. More will be added, as I continue to update my new Website. Due to the increasing popularity of these posts, I have created the permanent tab on my Website that contains information concerning the intense and passionate love affair that I share with my partner, John Jericho.
I enjoy hearing from all of my readers, and look forward to your e-mails. Remember Love is Love…Period.
Andrew K Kinley is a ManLove erotic romance author for Siren-Bookstrand Publishing and LGBTQ rights activist based in Hot Springs, AR. All of his work can be found at: A K Kinley. For questions or comments please e-mail him at authorakkinley@gmail.com.
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