Ms. Danica Avet asked me to write a post about what I think a Pleasure Planet would be like. I laughed and then gladly agreed.
Close your eyes, wait… you can’t do that and read this. Hmm, okay. Read along and let your imagination set up the world for you. Imagine two thousand years from now. Space is no longer a mystery. The human race has met and combined with hundreds of other races throughout the heavens. Traveling the speed of light is a simple concept, and we’ve expanded our understanding of science a hundred-fold. We’ve moved beyond our petty differences and live a life of purpose and peace. The Earth is just one of many places humans can be found living and working.
Sounds great, right? Except we’re individually still working under stressful situations, doing too much and being expected to get more done that we humanly can. It’s not like Star Trek where everyone is wandering corridors looking for the next loose chic. So, let’s add in what space and highly developed races would bring to the mix. Pleasure planets. Oh, yes. If we’re going to be in space, dealing with other races then we’re taking full advantage of their technology.
Pleasure planets will be places built specifically for stress reduction. They will only exist on exotic places, those that make your chest ache because they are so beautiful. Tears of joy will stream down your cheeks when you land. They’ll be run by beings who ooze peace and serenity. Holistic, peaceful, and filled with all of those things you could ever want for a relaxing getaway. Like what, you ask?
Beautiful music made to calm you will play in every room. Scented air will enter your lungs and made you smile. Perhaps candles will be warming the air around the edges of the rooms, even though fire will be so last millennium.
How about foods that are made specifically from your memory? You press your finger into a small depression in the wall and the computer reads your thought patterns and creates exactly what you want. A piece of New York Cheesecake with cherries? Mmmm…
Oh, but what if you need a dose of endorphins? You’ve had a tough week and you are in desperate need of release and a flood of love-induced chemicals flowing through your body? Because, you know, that sex will be determined to be the best method of bringing the body into perfect emotional alignment. What? I’m writing this story and so I’m using some author prerogative.
Enter the idea of organically made cyborgs. These babies can be programmed to look like whoever the client wants to boink. You have a thing for a Xanagl purple-skinned warrior. Fine, you get him in all his violet glory. How about a smoking hot male from Fangor? Sure. Anything you want in the male species can be bought for a price. But, oh, the orgasms. They’ll be guaranteed. When you sign your contract the Pleasure Planets will promise you mind-blowing, tear-jerking, body-shaking releases.
Mmmm… sorry, got lost in the image. Who wants to fast forward two thousand years with me? Hmm? *raises hand* I’ll even drive the ship!
What would your perfect Pleasure Planet hold? Would it be like mine or something more exotic? Everyone wearing leather leashes and cuffs? Wait that would be in mine, too. Let me know by leaving a comment. I want to know what you’d expect to find on a planet dedicated to nothing but pleasure and relaxation.
About Lea Barrymire
Lea lives in Western New York with her hubby, three children, and miscellaneous critters. Before the rugrats, she lived a life of adventure, following her husband all over Europe with the US military. She’s slept in a car outside Paris, drove six hours just to see tulips in the Netherlands, and knocked ash from her shoes at Pompeii. Now she spends her time in life’s adventures at soccer games, PTA meetings and school plays.
Lea has loved reading from a very young age, spending many sleepless nights devouring books. Science fiction and paranormal were her favorite genres to read as a teenager, and that love bled into her adult life. She started writing during a bout of insomnia, to fill time, and found it filled a creative void. Now she communes regularly with the characters in her head and tries not to laugh out loud when they say something funny.
When Lea isn’t reading, writing or corralling kids, she enjoys watching movies and sciencey shows, or just kicking back and listening to some music.
Rella Cinder was born to the submissive race on her planet and has finally reached the age of maturity. She has hated her nature since birth and has fought her submissiveness. As the youngest of four sisters, she’s watched the others go off and look for mates. This time she’s forced to comply with the government’s edicts, which includes attending the Unity Ball and taking a mate from the warrior species. What she doesn’t know is that she has already caught the eye of a warrior before stepping foot into the Ball.
Warrior Sabar T’Brun is ready to take a mate but doesn’t want a weak female. He sees what he craves in the willful Rella during her Initiation Ceremony. Her sweet submission and soft cries of passion are exactly what he wants in a mate.
Can they find each other before the Unity Ball ends? Or will someone else claim her?
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Dark Heroine – my modern day pirate!
Arrrrrgh! Ahoy! My favorite dark heroine is a female character I created. She’s s a modern day pirate and she’s the dark heroine of my contemporary erotic romance “Her Captive” (Siren Publishing).
Morgan Black and her family hijack shipments off the coast of the United States and then they sell their stolen cargo on the black market.
Morgan is rich from her illegal activities, but it’s her way of life and she has no qualms about how she earns a living. She loves the dangers of her job and she lives on her luxury yacht. Life is good. But when Morgan steals their arch pirate enemy’s bounty, he puts a hit out on her family, Morgan must find a way to protect them.
Morgan’s elderly grandmother has a one sure-fire way to keep everyone safe. Morgan must unite the families – forcefully. She must kidnap their arch enemy’s only grandson and make sure he gets her pregnant! A child will meld the fighting families together and the hit will be void. Arrrrgh! Forced unions between pirate families have been a tradition for centuries and if Morgan can pull this pregnancy off, she will have saved her family from harm.
Roman Prince has nothing to do with his grandfather’s pirating ways, but obviously that doesn’t matter because suddenly he’s been kidnapped and is being held against his will on a luxurious yacht. He figures he’s being held for ransom – his grandfather is filthy rich due to his illegal activities. And so Roman may as well get comfortable as granddad takes his time when it comes to parting with his money. But Roman knows granddad will come thru. He just needs to be patient. When a sexy woman is given to him to help pass the time, he just cannot resist the succulent lady. She must be getting paid very well to keep him entertained because she really is good in bed.
Night after night he makes love to her and darned if he thinks he just might be falling head over heels for this pleasure chick.
Unfortunately Morgan is having the same problem. This hot hunk sure knows how to get her motor running and she’s starting to care way too much for Roman Prince. But how is Her Captive going to react when he finds out she’s not a paid pleasure girl but he’s been kidnapped for his sperm! CAUTION: This book contains naughty scenes some readers may find offensive.
I had a really fun time writing Her Captive. I tried to make our heroine Morgan dark with her pirating ways but in the end she turns out to be vulnerable and hopelessly in love with a man who will hate her for forging a union between their feuding families. Or will he hate her? Arrrrgh my fine maties! Only reading the book will give you the bountiful answers you seek.
I hope you enjoyed my post on dark heroines! For more information on Morgan and Her Captive feel free to visit the Publisher’s website. Here’s a direct link to the website. http://www.bookstrand.com/her-captive. And for other formats feel free to visit my site too. Once there, cursor waaaay down. http://janspringerauthor.wordpress.com/books/
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Jan Springer, Arrrrrrgh!
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It pours. But I’m not complaining. Sometimes you need a good downpour to make up for months of drought, right?
Well in this case, it’s a monsoon of good news. For a while, I was in a severe book release drought. Ain’t No Bull, the fourth book in my Veil series, came out in July of 2011. To those who were waiting to read more of my books (of which I have no doubt there were gazillions *snorts*), it must have seemed like I dropped off the face of the earth.
As it was, I just had to go through the publishing wringer. Book rejection after book rejection, losing my agent (through a mutual decision and I adore her for fighting so hard for my book), and a complete loss of creativity kept me low. I’d only written one very short, unsatisfying story last year and it seemed like I’d never get published again.
But then everything changed, as it usually does, in the blink of an eye. The book that was rejected by the major publishing houses was picked up by Evernight Publishing and is doing fantastic. A short story, and my very first written in first person, was picked up by Siren and is coming out in June. Even better, a book I wrote at the beginning of the year was contracted to Ellora’s Cave! I don’t know the release date yet, but at this point, who cares? LOL
So all of this good news means edits and cover art and marketing schemes must take place. Immortal Love came out in April and a short story I wrote for an anthology with Evernight comes out in June. A week before You Bet Your Banshee (The Three Kingdoms 1). I just found out I’ll be getting edits for Ellora’s Cave in the next couple of weeks. And in the middle of this hurricane of edits and release dates and blog tours, I’m trying to write a second book for Ellora’s Cave and the second in my Three Kingdoms series. And I haven’t even thought about the next book in the Olympus, Inc. series yet.
See what I mean? The downpour makes me feel like I should have flash flood warnings posted around me, but I like the chaos. And it helps that my backside could double as a floatation device.
I wouldn’t appreciate it as much if I hadn’t gone through the drought. Sure, I’d like a little less oh-my-god-there’s-too-much-to-do, but then it wouldn’t be the publishing industry, would it?
Hi ya’ll, Danica Avet here. Did I catch your attention with the title? I think I might have learned that trick in college. Something a professor mentioned about how it’s bad to bring a roll of toilet paper to the podium with you so you can catch everyone’s attention. But that’s not what I’m talking about today.
I’m here to introduce myself. Obviously my name is Danica Avet. I write erotic paranormal romance and I like to say I do it with a touch of Cajun spice. I’m not really Cajun. My family didn’t come to south Louisiana from Canada, but kind of like the Coneheads: “We are from France.” However, blood lines aside, I’ve lived in south Louisiana all of my life and I couldn’t imagine living anywhere else. I love sharing the traditions and cultural aspects of life here with others and I definitely add it to my stories.
Did I mention that I love writing? I have four books in the Veil series with Siren publishing and so many other stories waiting to be written. I love rewriting myths, taking an old legend and turning it around to suit my somewhat deranged sense of humor. Amazons, minotaurs, killer nymphs (bwahaha), corporate immortals, shape-shifting reindeer…yeah, I like to write about weird. It pleases me and hopefully has entertained, or will entertain, readers. Cause uh…I’m supposed to be writing for other people, huh? That might have been in the Newbie Writer’s Handbook I never read.
I’ll probably talk about a lot of weird things on my blog post days, but there’s usually a point to my ramblings. Honest. There is a method to my madness—most of the time. So I hope you enjoy the ride.
Oh and before you think I lured you here under false pretenses, here’s the no full-frontal nudity the other ladies made me swear on…which was hard for me to do. Did I mention I love to ogle smexy men? A day without eye candy is like a day without reading!
I do love me some football…rar. And see? No nudity…darn it!