Stronger and Sexier by the Dozen

I like my superheroes in teams, working together, crying together, eating shwarma. When I was young (primary and secondary school),  I loved the Legion of Superheroes.  Remember them?  Saturn Girl, Timber Wolf, Lightning Lad and his sister Light Lass, Braniac, Triplicate Girl, Chameleon Boy…heck, even Superboy traveled to the future to join thee group.  Doing it in a team always seemed more realistic. Yes, they had superpowers but they also had weaknesses. Often big ones.

My love for puppy piles of superheroes was strengthened and deepened by the X-Men. That group brought misfits, outsiders, the onlies and the lonelies together. And if being part of the squad did not make each one whole and healed, it did make things better for them. Because one thing we love to love about superheroes, is the isolation and loneliness that comes from having unworldly and often ill-understood powers. To be a superhero is often to stand alone. Its why so many of us struggle to be normal, because being great seems to come at the cost of being able to connect. So super groups seem to compensate for that cost.

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Which brings me to the last and final group–the Avengers. Kudos to Joss Whedon (again) who really showed the inherent challenges of moving egos, barely contained power, and scarred psyches in a single direction.

How about you? How do you like your superheroes?

You Wouldn’t Like Me If You Didn’t Like Me When I’m Angry

The Hulk. Maybe it’s some latent Beauty and the Beast kind of thing that appeals to me. Or more likely the psychological impact of a the Jekyll and Hyde notion that the ravening animal never lurks far beneath the veneer of civilization. I’ve followed the Hulk through comic books, TV shows – no, I won’t admit to how many iterations, and movies. Some of the movies sucked. Watched ‘em anyway.

the-avengers-bruce-banner-the-hulk-by-rainbowplays1I love the cerebral scientist hero, struggling to contain or at least control the violent, raging monster lurking within. Yummy conflict. And I admit to having great fondness for the latest movie version. Mark Ruffalo’s  Bruce Banner/Hulk is,  in my opinion, spot on, even if the movie gave us huge, gaping holes in the Hulk’s story. No. Seriously. Watch The Avengers again. First part of the movie, the Hulk IS this big, raging monster with zero control, zero awareness, just murderous fury bent on taking out Black Widow (my other fav). She escapes, he falls into some part of NYC and gets knocked cold. He morphs back into Bruce Banner, has a conversation with a random dude. And then the next time we see him, Bruce Banner has control of changing into the Hulk and the Hulk suddenly (and inexplicably) has control of his actions – he can and does direct his mayhem appropriately. Also. Somehow, the Hulk acquired a nice vocabulary. How many raging beasts do you know who can pull the word ‘puny’ out of thin air? (When he takes out Loki and walks away saying, “Puny god.”)

I suspect the scene(s) hinting at Banner winning some control over his transformation and his monster ended up on the cutting room floor. It’s too bad. Those are the scenes – the struggle between man and monster – that are most compelling. They’re what keep me coming back to the Hulk.

I leave you with a song by one of my favorite bands: Imagine Dragons. Could it be they’re Hulk fans, too? Or just familiar with the struggle?

Holy Heat, Batman!

BatmanHoly Heat! There’s enough of that generated by Batman aka Bruce Wayne.

I love Batman. He’s the ultimate alpha hero—handsome, rich, intelligent, brooding, muscular with a tender heart surrounded by a steel wall. He lets no one in but the very few people he can trust—Alfred, Robin, Superman and Wonder Woman. The trinity of three (Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman) make for a formidable team.

Batman has no superpowers, but he’s a survivor. With his exceptional fighting skill and the use of his innovative gadgets, he can stand side-by-side with any super hero. Ah. What I would give for him to swoop down on his bat-a-rang and scoop me up for one night of passion. :)

What is often overlooked is his amazing detective skills. He also has a super cool computer system hooked up to all sorts of data and impossible information only he can access! The ultimate, sexy nerd. How can anyone ignore an intelligent, impossibly sexy guy with a body sculpted of pure muscle?

Viki Lyn

 

ABiteInTime_200Book 2 of the Orbus Arcana series – For The Bite Of It
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A dangerous secret, a vampire, plus one sexy cop is a recipe for trouble.

JOHN REEDER has accepted his love for VINCENT KAMATEROS, but he doesn’t know his lover is a vampire. When a killer targets Vince, John has to deal with uncovered secrets that blow his life apart.

Will Vince reveal his true nature to protect the cop who has come to mean more than his own life? In doing so, he might ruin his only chance for a ‘happy ever after’ with John.

Viki Lyn: Award winning author of paranormal and contemporary romances. You can find all of Viki’s books at the following sites: Amazon, All Romance Ebooks and GLBT Bookshelf

My Literary Party Gone Wild

Brace yourself, I am inviting literary couples for dinner. I imagine chaos will ensue!

Hawke and Sienna from Nalini Singh’s Psy/Changeling series. I think I have mentioned a few times that Kiss of Snow is one of my all time favourite books. I would love to have the two over for dinner and just hang out.

Kate Daniels and the Beast Lord Curran. I love the Magic series by Ilona Andrews. Not sure if you’ve read Magic Breaks, the latest book in the series, yet, but OMG! Things Happen! I would love to chat with Kate and Curran and find out what they plan next.

Next on my guest list would be Eve Dallas and Roarke. The In Death series by J.D. Robb is just incredible. I would love to sit beside Roarke and listen to his Irish brogue. Watching Eve hang out with Sienna or Curran would be indescribable.

My last two couples would be Mercy Thompson and her mate Adam from Patricia Briggs’ series and Lily and Rule from Eileen Wilks’ Lupi series.

What would I serve, you ask? I would not. Believe me, it is much healthier for anyone involved. I am not what can be described as a good cook. Secondly, I am a vegetarian, so me attempting to cook for a bunch of shifters would be a complete and utter disaster. I would either do a pot luck with everyone bringing something or I would order take-out.

BBQ and other meats for the shifters, pizza for Eve, Chinese for Lily, vegetables for me, and a selection of cakes and sweets for everyone. The majority of guests prefer a casual environment, so it will be buffet style. Everyone can help themselves as and how they like. I prefer being able to move around to sitting at a table. I have a feeling Roarke will probably bring a fabulous bottle of wine (or two) we can all enjoy.

I think my literary party will be pretty amazing. Imagining my favourite characters interacting with each other is a blast.

If you could have dinner with anyone, who would you invite?

Having a god to dinner (and a #giveaway)

LifeReignited At my dinner party, the guest of honor is Forseti, Norse god of justice and truth.  He is a pivotal character in my soon to be released novella, Life Reignited. Because his vocation is arbitration, he focues his full attention on the person talking and the topic at hand. His power is to make each person’s voice feel valued. Some dinner party guest, huh?  Here’s a snippet from the book, where we meet our silver-tongued god.

 

“Welcome to Norway.” The god’s voice flowed like honey over the room. A sense of peace settled in Sander’s gut. From the awestruck looks on everyone else’s faces, they felt it too. “I am Forseti,” he continued, leaning forward, eyes moving from one person to the next. Now that made sense. Forseti was the Norse god of justice and truth, known for his mediation and arbitration skills and a voice that could calm a raging storm.

Forseti is accompanied by Sigrid, a Valkyrie who shadows his every move. There may be a later love story in there somewhere but for now, its the backdrop of Phoebe’s and Sander’s story.  I’d invite them too, because not only are they both brilliant and insightful, Sander has a quirky sense of  humor. He loves to quote old TV shows.  Phoebe, an Amazon warrior, loves to play along.  Here’s a snippet. I’m giving away a prize to the person who identifies the two TV shows quoted below.  Remember both my protagonists are over 50. Fun, yes?

“Everything hurts,” Phoebe complained as she pulled her boots off and dropped them by the front door of Sander’s—no—their hotel room.

“My poor Phoebe. Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound. But still basically human.”

“Darn. Darn. Darn. Darn.” She beamed at him. “I wouldn’t have it any other way for all the power left on Olympus.”

“Then let me show you how us maturing humans deal with muscle pain. Strip.”

“Professor Xenos. You take liberties.”

A low chuckle started in his throat and ended in his eyes.

 

What does one serve to a god. Clearly, there would be several kinds of fish. It is the Norse pantheon.  Salmon, herring, and cod.  And beer and wine, flowing all night, from pitchers that never empty.  Well, the gods should help with the evening, don’t you think?

Plates piled high with fruit, bowls of steaming chowder and fresh baked bread, platters of cheese, and of course dessert. Apple cake. Come, join us. There will be plenty.  When the gods come to dinner, it really must be a banquet.

 

Life Reignited releases on September 3 from Ellora’s Cave.

The Very Careful Dinner Date

NightmareInkEven though I have some concerns about inviting Isa and Murmur from NIGHTMARE INK to dinner, I would. But I’m not at all sure we’d eat inside the boat. The two of them in combination contain waaaay too much unpredictable power to have them contained inside something that would sink if they got into a battle over who got to control Isa’s body when.

See, Murmur is a demon. Sort of. Who got stuffed into Isa’s psyche in a bid for his freedom. Not that it worked out the way he’d planned. Isa isn’t the cream puff anyone had pegged her to be. So she’s not giving up her autonomy or her soul with a fight. It’s just a fight that has the potential to lay waste to an entire city block.

So why invite that kind of conflict and power into your home? Isa’s got an artist’s eye and a practical head on her shoulders. She loves animals, which means my cats would be right at home with her – once they got past the demon tattooed on her skin and soul. She’s lonely and sometimes awkward. Things I suspect we all know a little bit about. Underneath all of it is a dry sense of humor and a kind heart. What’s not to like?

Murmur, though, he’s harder to pin down. Maybe it’s because I like watching him experience this world through Isa. You never know how he’s going to react to some new sensory input. Not to mention that while it’s clear he’s willing to be an amoral mass murderer, something has happened to him that forced him to develop a sense of compassion. It’s clear he hates having it. But he does. Watching him vacillate between what’s expedient and what’s right is awfully interesting.

Still. This ends up putting a lot of pressure on supper. I doubt I’d go fancy, simply because Isa prefers simple food.

I’d grill up some fresh king salmon with butter and garlic while we sat on the dock in the sun. There’d be home made guacamole and chips, of course, because tomatoes are in season, finally. Corn on the cob because that’s also finally coming into season for us and corn is sacred in Isa’s tradition. Salad. Wine. Oh. Maybe not wine. Anything that blunts Isa’s will gives Murmur a chance to take control of her. That rarely goes well. So, yeah. Soda seems fine. Maybe tea.

Blueberries and cream for dessert, because the blueberry crop this year has been amazing. Beyond that, I’d probably steer clear of quizzing them about what would happen to the world if Murmur succeeds in taking over Isa. I suspect I wouldn’t sleep any easier knowing that answer.

Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner

FortheBiteofIt_200Vincent and John are coming to dinner. Not that I’m worried or anything, but Vince is quite the wine connoisseur, and can afford the best. Also he cooks and bakes a mean dessert. John is more the BBQ kind of guy. And, well, there’s one more little problem–Vincent is a vampire.

I don’t really wish to become Vincent’s dessert. Not that he’d take advantage of his dinner host. He’s the ultimate gentleman, and gay, so he’d prefer a bite of the male persuasion. He’d prefer John, but John has no clue his lover drinks blood. Really!? He’s been with Vincent, for how long now?

Okay, back to dinner. What to serve?

I’m from the Central Valley (California). My family is still there, and lives close to Lodi, an award winning wine valley that produces some of the finest Zinfandel varieties. A bottle of Lodi vintage should pacify the wine beast.

I’m going to keep the menu simple, and with John in mind. He’s a basic kind of guy, not fancy but likes good quality without fuss. Hah, look at his gorgeous partner…

 

Wine: Klinker Brick Old Ghost Zinfandel – comes from 100 year old vines

Menu:

Steak filets – cooked medium rare (some blood to satisfy the craving)

Russet baked potatoes served with sour cream, chives and butter

Fresh salad with my own vinaigrette dressing

Fresh fruit and whipped cream spiked with a bit of Amaretto

*****

I’m happy to announce that book 2 of the Orbus Arcana series is now available at Amazon:

ABiteInTime_200A dangerous secret, a vampire, plus one sexy cop is a recipe for trouble.

JOHN REEDER has accepted his love for VINCENT KAMATEROS, but he doesn’t know his lover is a vampire. When a killer targets Vince, John has to deal with uncovered secrets that blow his life apart.

Will Vince reveal his true nature to protect the cop who has come to mean more than his own life? In doing so, he might ruin his only chance for a ‘happy ever after’ with John.

Cheers!

Viki Lyn

http://www.vikilyn.com

 

 

Dark, Darker, Darkest…

Your assignment, should you chose to accept it, is to write free form to the prompt an even darker temptation. Here goes.

Darker Temptation conjures up images of lust, and chocolate, and swigging champagne out of the bottle with no thought for cost or the next morning. Its shifters with night-glow predator eyes, a vampires with blood streaked around his lip like smeared lipstick that somehow has your body shivering in anticipation. Its lurid thoughts of blindfolds, handcuffs or whipped cream, whatever works for you. Darker Temptations are the unexpected feelings of pleasure you get when you just aren’t supposed it.

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So what’s an even darker temptation?  It stepping past boundaries you could never imagine yourself crossing.  Being tied up naked on a stage while person after person pleasures you to the applause of cheering crowds. And screaming like you’ve never screamed before.  Its snatching a piece of jewelery, something you’ve always wanted, and one day, its there, in front of you. You reach out your hand. You can touch it. Its cold, smooth, with the sharp angles of a perfect gem cut.  Never before have you seen an emerald that big. You’ve worked hard, you deserve it. So you take it.

An even darker temptation has you digging deep, deep, down to the place inside yourself that you fear, will break free and consume you. Some of it is bad. Some of it is not. But its part of you.

Your turn.  What does an even darker temptation conjure up in your mind?  Bwhahahahahaha!

 

Life is risk. At any age. My new novella, Life Reignited is releasing September 3 from Ellora’s Cave. I’m excited. My lovers are 50+ part of a new series, VaVaVaBoomers. Because playing with temptation is not age delimited.  And its time we celebrated that.

LifeReignited

Lost in the Dark

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What is it about the dark? You know the shill about how our brains are still living in caves, cringing in fear during the hours of darkness when humans switched from being the hunters into being the hunted. (A notion recently disproven via some genome comparison wizardry – though how our brains have changed and the effect on specific psychological traits has yet to be laid out precisely.) Sure, here at Darker Temptations, when we say ‘dark’, we mean metaphorical dark – you, our beloved readers rushing in where angels fear to tread, allowing our heroes and heroines to risk their lives, their sanity and possibly their souls by walking face first into whatever scares them. Werewolves. Vampires. Demons. All of the things that could possibly go bump in the night and sure, some us DO mean that in the filthiest way possible. Authors have, in effect, turned a flashlight on in cemetery and have domesticated the creatures that once terrorized people. Our heroines routinely cuddle up with their vampires and some days I wonder what makes that romantically attractive. Then I buy more vampire porn (as one of my friends calls PNR) and just enjoy reading the stories.

But our topic this week is Even *Darker* Temptations.  Humanity is rife with some horrific, fetid darkness.  We’ve watched terrible things happen this past week in a pair of wars that have turned humans in two different parts of the world into utterly inhuman monsters. Throughout the past two decades, we’ve seen multiple instances of one person reducing another set of humans (usually women and children) into nonhuman possessions. Our identity as humans has been built upon the basis of human sacrifice – the blood, bones and suffering of countless men, women and children throughout prehistory. We, as a species, are a damned scary bunch. The fascinating piece (to me) is the slide from rational homo sapiens in the modern, civilized world into the twisted, inky jungles of the mind. What do you suppose has to happen to a person to make ripping the beating hearts from peoples’ chests in an effort to stave off the end of the world sound like a good idea?

What does darker mean to you? Are there shadowy corners of human fear and/or experience you wish an author would address?

Back to Innocence (nah)

Marilyn Monroe in Niagara

I must be truthful. My favorite decade of last century is the 60s because people broke rules, dreamed big, and lived for a better w0rld. But two of my blogger peeps did the 60s so well, I’ll take another tack.  I’ll pick the 50s. They felt rocking, full of hope and promise. But society was fraying at the edges, and they danced to keep it at bay.

The 50’s shows up as an innocent time, and there is an appeal to that. Music was fresh, TV was still a new medium (I still watch I Love Lucy and Mr. Ed Reruns), movies were breaking new boundaries (Rashomon, Streetcar Named Desire, All About Eve, Rebel Without A Cause, On the Waterfront, Forbidden Planet).  There was an honesty in its innocence, a faith in the world that is provides hope to everyone who can partake. It broke open in the 60s, with the realization that not everyone could partake in the same way at the same level. And that we all looked at the world through very different lenses.

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But we’ve seem to have lost that sense of innocence, replaced by technology, speed, and constant change. While today’s life is scarier, I like its pace and promise. While I admit to a pinch of nostalgia for more seemingly innocent times, and like the rhythm of the 1950s, I really don’t want to go back there.

How about you?

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