How stories are born (or, how elves rule my life)

This won’t be a long post – just an update on how a certain elf has taken over my life right now and insists to have his story told no matter what. “But I have other projects started!” I protest and grumble, “I need to finish a novel, work on some other ideas! Where did you sprout from?”

“Hi,” he says, “my name is Tush and I’m a Silver Elf. I need your help, because circumstances have forced me to become a slave.”

Drat. How can I not fall for this ploy to break my heart? He looks at me with those pretty eyes all sad and I just can’t turn my back to him.

Typical story.

So I found a strappy young human male for him, to help him out. The things I do for a pretty boy… /eyeroll/ 😀


Here is a pic of what he looks like more or less (his eyes are actually gray and his hair is also more iron-silver gray) – have a look and tell me if you wouldn’t drop everything to help him out!




I wish you all a very nice day!


Six Sentence Sunday – Suresh dances

 Hi everyone following the excerpts of Six Sentence Sunday! 🙂 Thank you for stopping by and commenting.

I continue with snippets from my m/m paranormal (elves/humans) novella published by Amber Allure, called “Song of Love and War”, featuring Suresh, an elf, and Thane, a human. Elves aren’t much liked by humans in this world, since most of them haven’t joined the war but instead locked themselves up in their subterranean cities to wait it out. Suresh has joined the war, but that won’t stop humans from attacking him – like here:

Suresh fell to one knee to avoid a blow, and his vision blurred. To die here of all places, when he hadn’t fallen in battle. Ironic.

At least it was quiet, and the trees stood by, silent witnesses.

Their leaves rustled again, and tendrils of energy probed at him. If he didn’t use magic, this would be his last dance, and Kalidas would win.

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Six Sentence Sunday – The human isn’t ugly…

Happy Sunday to all! Today we have another excerpt from Song of Love and War. Thane is human, caught in a war with the machines. The elves help along with their magic, but Thane never expected to meet an elf in the hotel where he is sent for recovery from a wound.

The elf, Suresh, is wounded too, and is just as surprised by his meeting with Thane…

Humans… Distant relatives of the elves, who diverged from the human evolutionary tree so long ago no memory remained, they had an innocence that drew Suresh to them.

Maybe not all were that bad.

Suresh clenched his hand into a fist. He could still smell the male human’s light musk, and an aftertaste of sweetness clung to the back of his tongue. That tall, strong body, muscles defined through the thin T-shirt, that fair mane, those cat-like eyes, those caramel lips…


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Six Sentence Sunday – Iron bullets in Song of Love and War

Happy Sunday everyone!  🙂  Today I give you another snippet from my recently released m/m fantasy novella Song of Love and War, featuring Suresh, a beautiful elf warrior, and Thane, a dashing human soldier. Last week, Thane witnessed Suresh being attacked by human men and fight them back. Afterward, Suresh appeared to be in pain, but when Thane asked him if he was all right, the elf brushed him off and left.

Here is what happened next, this time from Suresh’s point of view:

Suresh stumbled through the roof garden, and made it to the bench under the potted olive trees before his legs gave out. He fell on the bench with a groan, pressing a hand against his chest. What was wrong with him? The wounds were almost healed, the iron bullets out. The effects of iron poisoning should be lessening, not getting worse.

Just breathe. Keep breathing.

More to come next sunday – stay tuned! 🙂

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