The Overlanders Bride

"The Overlanders Bride"

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Pop Baby Krissy Doucet **Excerpts**

 "Pop Baby Krissy Doucet"

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Excerpt

STORY EXCERPT

Keenan sat back down and ran his fingers through his hair. “What a fucked-up day this was, huh, guys?”

Both of the bodyguards laughed. “No shit! Hey, you want us to give you a ride back to the hotel after you see her?” one asked.

“Yeah, if you don’t mind. I’m thinking we could all use some sleep about now.” Keenan looked up when the door opened, and a cute, little, redheaded nurse popped her head through the door.

“Keenan Fazio?” she asked.

“That’s me!” Keenan replied.

 “Miss Doucet is refusing to settle down and causing quite a ruckus in the recovery room. She insists on seeing you. Would you mind coming along and seeing what you can do? The doctor says it’s okay.”

“Is she in pain? Maybe you need to give her more pills or something.” Keenan got up and followed her from the room then down a long corridor. “The doctor said she shouldn’t feel pain.”

“It’s not pain. She’s just insisting she sees you’re all right. Something about a crazy woman that tried to kill her, and she’s afraid she might come for you. We’re sure she’s just hallucinating from the meds, but if you can help her settle down, that would be great.”

When they got to the recovery room, the nurse had him gown up and put a mask on. “We can’t risk bringing an infection in here,” she said.

When they finally got to where Krissy lay, he pulled a chair next to her bed. Her eyes opened as soon as he sat down. “Hey, baby, I hear you wanted to see me.”

She managed a weak smile as she looked up at him. “Has Tara been put away? Hopefully in some crazed insane asylum.”

“She’s in a hospital across town. Brad says they have her sedated. You need to stop worrying about her, Kris. She can’t hurt you anymore.”

“I had a nightmare that she came back and stabbed you because you said you loved me. It scared me, Keenan, and I had to see for myself that you were all right.”

He stood up then and held his arms out to his sides. “See, I’m fine. Now, you need to get some rest so that these nice nurses will take you to your room. Everyone is just aching to see you.”

“Are Mamma and Daddy here yet?” she asked.

“Not yet, but they should be soon. Right now it’s just me, your bodyguards, and a whole lot of paparazzi.” He saw her scowl. “You knew they would eventually find out.”

“What did Roger tell them?”

“What I told him to tell them. That you fell off the stage during rehearsals for one of your videos and messed up your knee. As far as Roger knows, that’s the truth. And, as far as your fans know, that’s the truth. So just enjoy the flowers and candy while you can.”

“So he doesn’t know the truth?” she asked.

“No, and he never will.” He bent over and pulled his mask down. “I’m going to kiss you now, but don’t tell because I’m not supposed to breathe on you or the other patients.”

Krissy smiled and tilted her chin toward him. “I’m not the type to kiss and tell, baby. You know that.”

Keenan leaned closer and gently kissed her. Even in the shape she was in, the touch of her soft skin woke his dick up. He’d love nothing more than to crawl in her bed and make sweet love to her. He moaned when her tongue flicked his bottom lip. As he pulled away, he opened his eyes and looked into hers. “You’re a vixen. Did you know that? And if you aren’t careful, I’ll crawl underneath those blankets and—”

“Ahh-hum!”

“She’s right behind me, isn’t she?” He smiled as Krissy nodded. Standing up, he turned to look at the nurse. “I’ll be leaving now.”

“I’ll show you back to the waiting room,” the nurse replied.

He almost chuckled at the way the nurse was blushing. As he stepped away from the bed, he threw Krissy a kiss. “I’ll see you in a few hours. Hurry up and recover so I can take you home.” Silently, he watched as she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Hopefully, if he had done his job right, her nightmares about Tara were forever gone.

ADULT EXCERPT

A gentle touch on his chest brought Keenan back to where he was. Krissy’s fingers were painfully entwined in his chest hair as she leaned over and angled her mouth over his. She sucked on his tongue and whimpered with her need. He picked their plates up and set them on the nightstand then cupped her breasts and brushed his thumb across her taut nipples. Releasing her mouth, he pulled back far enough so that he could pull a few of the pillows out from behind her back and lay her down.

Krissy lifted her upper body up while he moved the pillows, and ran her tongue across his chest. Keenan’s eyes closed briefly as a wave of pleasure surged through him and settled in his cock as she gently nibbled his nipples. Wanting more, he pushed her back down and looked at her body. “You are so beautiful.” He smiled when she softly cooed at his words. With her breasts bared to his view, he flicked one of her nipples with the tip of his tongue. “We’re gonna make love until the sun comes up.”

Krissy moaned and arched her back as he devoured her. With great care, he circled one of the tight peaks with his tongue before sucking it deeply into his mouth. His hand drifted down her body to the top of her mound. His cock throbbed as he looked down at her beauty, absorbing every inch of her in his mind. Even the scent of her arousal was enough to throw him over the top. It filled his head, making him ache to be inside her. But first, he wanted the taste of her on his tongue. He needed to taste her arousal. He sucked on each of her nipples, driving her mad with need before he inched down her body, licking and kissing every inch of her fair skin until he reached the soft curls hiding her opening. Hesitating, he pressed a kiss to the top of her pussy before settling between her spread thighs.

Krissy yelped with pleasure as he spread the swollen lips of her sex and dragged his tongue through the slit. She tasted better than the wine they had shared with dinner. Her musk was sweet and intoxicating. He continued to lap at her pussy as she buried her fingers in his hair and held him to her, her moans quickening as she rocked her hips upward. In reply, he stiffened his tongue and jabbed it into her slick core. He stroked her clit with his thumb as he mimicked the act of fucking her with his tongue. As her heavy breathing filled the room, he pushed two fingers inside her pussy as he gently nibbled her clit. Just the smell and taste of her caused his cock to harden even more than he could fathom. When Krissy tugged on his hair and tried to pull him back up her body, he quickly obliged. As he lay down beside her, his cock bounced upward. A warm drop of pre-cum slid from the tip as if begging him to finish the job. “Touch me, Kris. I need you to touch me.”

Krissy rolled to her side and wrapped her hand around the thick base of his cock. She nuzzled the side of his neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin underneath his ear as she pumped her hand up and down his full length, eliciting a loud moan from the deepest regions of his throat. Keenan knew he couldn’t wait much longer to have her. He’d come in her hand if he didn’t stop her. He pulled her hand away and pushed her all the way down onto her back.

As he moved on top of her, he wedged his hips between her legs. Resting his weight on his elbows and forearms, he looked down at her. Their eyes locked as he probed her slick entrance with the head of his cock. Krissy lifted her hips, opening herself for him as he surged forward and buried himself completely. He knew it wasn’t necessary to wait, but he forced himself to give her body a second to become accustomed to him filling her so quickly, and then he pulled back and surged inside again. The feel of her pussy wrapped around his cock, squeezing, made him want to throw back his head and yell. Fuck. She felt good.

As he pumped between her legs, Keenan felt his cock growing harder and thicker. Krissy’s strong pussy muscles clamped around his shaft as he rode her. A deep moan pushed past her lips as she wrapped her legs around his waist, and her hips rocked upward as she stayed up with his thrusts. Unable to hold back any longer, he pounded into her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as their pleasure mounted. As their souls reached out toward each other, he increased his pace, riding her faster and harder.

Krissy moaned again and then cried out as her orgasm overtook her, and her pussy squeezed his shaft in a tight grip. Keenan pounded into her once, twice, then threw back his head and nearly screamed as he emptied his cock deep inside her. However, he wasn’t done. He needed more, so he pulled his still fully erect cock out of her and rolled her over onto her stomach. He then urged her up on her hands and knees. Taking hold of her hips, he positioned himself behind her. “Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me and I’ll give it to you.” He growled.

“I want you to fuck me harder this time. Make me come again. Please!” Krissy cried.

Writers....

Need I say More????

"Pop Baby Krissy Doucet"

By: Me,,,, Diane Story

You Won't Want to miss This...

Dagger's Lust (MF)
By: Diane Story | Other books by Diane Story  Categories: Erotic Romance, Paranormal, Shape-shifter, Vampires/Werewolves Word Count: 29,460 Heat Level: SEXTREME Published By: Siren-BookStrand, Inc. PRE-ORDER! AVAILABLE: Tuesday, January 10th This title is offered at a 10% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, January 17th. [Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, werewolves, shape-shifters] “Will you protect me and stand at my side when my husband discovers we’ve been having an affair?” Dagger would never forget those words spoken to him two hundred years ago. It was the day Belinda died and he became a werewolf. Unable to accept her death, he seeks the help of a shaman. Soon, she is reborn as a ShapeShifter with the ability to shift into both a werewolf and a Dragon. Braccus is the pack's alpha male, and his time on earth is running out. He needs the magic of Belinda’s Dragon to continue his reign. Dead or alive, she would be his. Dagger can’t forget the shaman’s warning. If Belinda doesn’t remember their past, they will die. Casual sex is not on his agenda as he realizes that only his love and their lovemaking can bring her back. Will their struggle for love eventually overcome the odds? Click here to watch the video trailer for "Dagger's Lust!" A Siren Erotic Romance 0 Ratings 5  4  3  2  1		Dagger's Lust (MF) Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Microsoft Reader, HTML, Mobipocket, EPUB Price: $3.99 $3.59 View Larger Cover Image Cover Art by Jinger Heaston

I"m finished!!!! "Brindie Spearman - Pop Princess" is done!!!

OMG, I am so happy to share with my friends. Tonight, just now! I finished my second erotica novella. 
This one is called "Pop Princess - Brindie Spearman" and YES, it is what you think it is.
I have some edits to do, and hope to get done with them as soon as next week. then a synopsis and query. Then, I'll submit it.
I have to say, this one was fun. Not because of my connection to Kevin, but because it was truly amazing to write something that the world will get a kick out of. If you like erotica, I am sure, you will like this. A look into the world of pop, hmmmmmm....
Have a nice night, :-)
Diane
www.dianesstorys.com

"Dagger's Lust"

I am very excited to share this news with my friends.
 I have joined the author family of Siren Publishing. Yesterday, I was offered publication for "Dagger's Lust", my erotic novella, and I accepted. In January, I will have two new releases. How fun is that?


Have a super great day,,,
Diane Story

Finished

Isn't she cute?

Reminds me of the fairies on True Blood.

I wonder if they read romance!

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Good news! I finished my new W.I.P. 

"Dagger's Lust"

I have a few edits to put on it, and then I can start pitching it after I get the query and synopsis done. 

"Dagger's Lust" is my first erotic romance novella. And I have to admit, with a little bit of conceit, that I did a good job with this one. Its fantasy filled, with werewolves, dragons and witches.

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My husband says I've gone to the dark side. hahaha,,, in reality he truly does like the story. It's amazing the types of issues one has to deal with when deciding to write erotica, but actually, it was fun. I can't wait to start a new one. Lots of ideas, just itching to get put down on paper. 

Diane Story

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Robert Bloeser Oil Painting

For all my art loving friends, here's a rare find. I've listed a beautiful Robert Bloeser painting. Check it out. Not only is this a beautiful ocean painting, but it's also romantic.
Diane

http://losangeles.craigslist.org/sfv/art/2548739048.html

As Parents & grandparents......

As parents and grandparents we should always,,,,

1. Be the mosquito repellent they need to keep the bugs (bad-guys) away.
2. Keep them on the same pedestal as the one you put them on the day they were born. If you thought they were smart then, they are just as smart or more so when they are twenty.
3.  Never change your vision of them.
4.  Encourage them to succeed.
5. Don't have them unless you are willing to make sacrifices.
6.  Kiss them good morning and good night.
7. Never be jealous of them. 
8. Encourage them to do better than you.
9. School and homework are not an option, they are a requirement. Even if your parents did not make it yours.
10. Love and respect them. Spoil them,,,, in the good ways. 

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I have two kids and four grand kids. I love them all very much. I respect them and their choices and I know the feelings are mutual. So I guess I'M BRAGGING,,,, Thanks for letting me.

Have an awesome day,

Diane Story

Awesome Review For "The Overlanders Bride"

I just read a really awesome review for my book, "The Overlanders Bride" Check out the link below.

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-overlanders-bride-diane-story/1006918833?ean=9781593741327&itm=1&usri=diane%2bstory

Fantasy,,, or not!

Who likes fantasy romance?
I know it is a hot topic within the romance genre nowadays, and I was wondering what readers thought about it. Are you getting sick of Vampires and Werewolves?
Lets not include "True Blood" because I'm pretty hooked on that series. But what about others.
Let me know... I'm gathering opinions for my new project.

Have a nice Saturday,
Diane Story

Author Marketing

Doing a quick poll,,,

As an Author, HOW do you Market your books?:
How do you get your ranking up on Amazon
Do you pay for Markting? And if so, who do you use?:
Share your best advise:

Thanks,
Diane Story
www.dianesstorys.com

And More Snippets.....

Harper stood in the shadows of the hotel patio and watched the mayor of Elkhorn drive her buggy past him. He was well hidden in the dark, and was glad she didn’t notice him as she drove by. He’d been coming to Elkhorn Pass for the last two years and had actually only lived at gold center for a few months but had never stopped in the town of Elk-horn until tonight. He took a long drag off his cigar then threw it to the ground before squashing it under his boot. “Lady Aubuchon, Mayor of Elkhorn. A challenge I look for-ward to,” he drawled slowly from deep in his throat. He watched her until she was no longer visible under the moonlit night before he went back inside to join the others. He’d been on his way to deliver the gold, but now it would have to wait until he could build up more. The children would have to be patient; hell, he would have to be patient now. His schedule was beginning to stretch out further and further. His aunt would never release him from their agreement until the children were safe and secure. And neither would he


Read more "Desperate hearts" 

Have a great day,,,,

Diane Story

Those Crazy Tunes!

What Would You DO For A Klondike Bar?

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It's a tune that gets stuck in my head when I'm writing and stuck on a paragraph.  So I thought i'd share it to see how many of you do the same thing. Or,,, what tune churns in your brain when you get stuck on your manuscript? Gotta love those commercials...

Have a great day,

Diane Story

Men and their hair!

What happened to men and their hair?


I'm not talking the hair on their heads. We all know about the genetics as far as balding is concerned. You know.. the balding Gene comes from the mothers side of the family,,, and so on...


What I'm talking about is body hair. I mean, why are men shaving their bodies? I saw a commercial recently where a man shaved his entire body. it was some sort of razor, or shaving cream commercial. Anyway, whats wrong with a little masculine body hair. I happen to think hairy arms, chest, legs make a man more masculine. However, I am the first to admit that the hair on their backs can go....
I once watched the Ididerod race in Anchorage Alaska. When the mountain men came out in their furs, you could hardly see their eyes a midst all the hair. I thought they were cute, but not kissable. A little facial shaving would certainly do them good.

Anyway, I think curling up to my husband with all his hair is more fun. I am certain I would not like him to shave his arms and legs. And definitely not his chest.  


Have a nice day,,


Diane Story

Sunday is FUN Day,,,, Happy Fathers Day,,,

Did you know,,, Any month that starts with a Sunday will have a Friday the 13th.  


Sunday is a day for fun and rest,, I hope you have it all,,,,  And if you have a spare minute maybe you can get in some writing time.


Diane Story

Desperate Hearts Video on Youtube,,,,,,,

Hi friends,


Make sure to drop by youtube and take a peek at my "Desperate Hearts" video....


http://youtu.be/DtPNoRMzBrY


The meaning of the word "Saturday": Saturday is the last (seventh) day of the week on many calendars and in conventions that consider the week as beginning on Sunday, or the sixth day of the week according to international standard ISO 8601 which was first published in 1988.
Saturday was named no later than the 2nd century for the planet Saturn, which controlled the first hour of that day according to Vettius Valens. Its Latin name dies Saturni ("Saturn's Day") entered into Old English as Sæternesdæg.


Have a great day,,,
Diane Story

Lady Di's letters

I suppose there was a time when we could write a letter to our friends and expect them to remain private. And in most cases they would. However, when you are a person like Lady Di, you should expect privacy will eventually fly out the window. I have to wonder, if Lady Di were still alive today, would her long time friend, Margaret Hodge, sell her out?


Writing ones thoughts, or stories really is such a private thing. But in reality, everything we write down on paper is up for grabs. Unless you keep it locked away in your head. 
If Lady Di had lived, I wonder if she would have written a book. Maybe her memoirs, or the story of her life. If she had, it would most certainly have been made into a movie. A real movie, not one conjured up in someones imagination or taken from the words of someone who thought they knew her best.

I wonder,,,, would Lady Di have wanted her private letters sold if it meant an easier life for her friend? Would she have understood? 


Have fun writing today,, summer is here,, yeah,,,,

What's On Your Bucket List???

It's amazing how many bucket lists are out there? Have you written yours? What are you waiting for?

A bucket list does not mean you are ready to pack it all in and die. It's really just means for us to put down on paper what we would like to achieve before we "Kick The Bucket". So go ahead.....

Book that trip.
Volunteer.
Start a business.
Write your book.
Do something NOW! Don't wait....
Make your Bucket List – Then do 1 thing.
Then the next.
Then the next.

Why not me?

Do you ever wonder why you weren't invited?


I think we all must have asked ourselves that question. Some event comes up that excites us, and we wait in anticipation for the big invite that never comes. Disappointment takes over our emotions, and then anger develops as we wonder why we were left out. And we ask,,, why not me?


I think as authors, we have all dealt with this in one way or another. We submit our query letters and we wait. Then when the invitation to submit our manuscript does not come, we feel let down.


An invitation to a party we just knew we should have been invited to, is about the same as an invitation to submit our work to an editor.  The disappointments are the same and the rejection is the same. But god love us all, we are strong. One rejection, whether it be from that long awaited party, wedding, baby-shower, or manuscript,,,,  should not rule our day. 


Get up, get dressed, write-write-write,,, and have a great day...............