Please welcome Lisabet Sarai and her New Release!
Serpent’s Kiss
A Father's
Inspiration
More than any other individual, it was my dad who inspired me to read,
and to write. He had the gift
of words, and passed it on to his children. I recall him reading aloud to my siblings and me—folk tales, fairy stories,
adventures like
Treasure Island and Robinson Crusoe. He told his own stories, too, inventing worlds and characters for our pleasure.
There were the Gulkons,
terrible demons who lived in the fire on the hearth, and Houligan, the god of snow. (I grew up in chilly,
stormy New England.) I
still remember sitting spellbound while Dad recounted his story of the hapless wizard Thomas Carl Sefney who had to touch his wand to every one of the monster's thousand
tentacles before it consumed him.
Both my parents encouraged me to write. My first poems date from about third grade. During my childhood I wrote
fantasies about Martians and
ghosts, and plays about the Beatles and politics. In my adolescence, too shy to speak to any of my crushes, I poured out my
adoration in
anguished free verse. In my twenties and thirties, I wrote science fiction and
first tried my hand at romance. Finally, in my forties, I actually managed to publish something (other than in
my high school newspaper).
My first thought was to call my father.
My dad and I shared favorite books, characters, and authors. When he and I got talking about Sherlock Holmes or Frodo
Baggins, H.P.
Lovecraft or Edgar Allen Poe or Anne Rice, the rest of the family would roll their eyes and leave us to our obsessions.
I never had any difficulty
figuring out what gift to get him for his birthday or Father's Day. There was always some book that I had
seen or heard about that I knew he'd love.
I never did introduce him to my erotica, though. I was so tempted to
show him the pile of paperbacks with my name on the cover, the multiple volumes
I had penned or edited. I wanted to autograph a copy of my first novel for him, telling him how much he had
contributed to my literary endeavors. I wanted him to be proud. However, I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. I recalled the way he reacted when
I gave him Anne Rice's
BDSM classic The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty - an embarrassed grin and an "oh, that's interesting". We
didn't discuss that book much.
Though I would have welcomed the opportunity to open up to him about my own pursuits in the world of sex and
sensuality, dominance and submission, I sensed that he would rather not know.
I guess that there are just some things you can't share with your
parents, no matter how close you are. But at very least, I can acknowledge him
as my lifelong inspiration.
Blurb
When a
woman atoning for past sins heals the human avatar of an ancient god, she’s
drawn into a perilous dance of destiny and desire. Though mortally wounded, Jorge still demonstrates unnatural strength
and power. Irresistibly attracted, Elena risks everything for his love.
Gradually she realizes that even if he triumphs in his apocalyptic struggle
with his nemesis, she may lose him forever.
A Serpent’s Kiss
Paranormal Erotic Romance
Five flames; 36,000 words, 136 pages
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Amazon KDP
ISBN (Smashwords): 9798215674734; ASIN: B0CL2HPVV4
Hashtags/Keywords
#Paranormal #Shifters #Mayan #Mythology #Guatemala #FatedMates #Tikal
#Ritual #Quetzlcoatl #Reincarnation #Apocalypse
Excerpt (PG): Remorros
The waiting room was dim. An
unfamiliar smell lingered in the air, some kind of petroleum smell, like tar or
kerosene. She sniffed suspiciously. She kept two Coleman lanterns in the
storeroom, in case the generator ran out of diesel. Could some animal have got
into the place and knocked them over?
Elena moved cautiously
towards the door of the infirmary, not wanting to alarm a possible animal
intruder. As she placed her hand on the doorknob, she heard noises behind
her—footsteps, and the sound of the front door bolt being thrown.
She whirled around. “Who’s
there?” In her sinking heart, though, she already knew.
“You lied to me,” Teodoro
Remorros growled at her. He looked as affluent and dapper as ever, but his
handsome features were twisted into a grimace of rage. “You told me that you
didn’t know Jorge, that you hadn’t seen him.”
Elena tried to swallow her
fear. He might be only guessing, threatening her in order to get her to talk.
“I don’t know what you’re
talking about.”
“He’s been here, here inside
this pathetic clinic of yours. I can smell him.”
The man’s nostrils flared,
exactly like a beast’s.
“How can you smell anything?
The place reeks of kerosene. I was just going to check the storeroom…” Elena
began inching backwards, toward the infirmary, the rear exit and freedom.
Remorros lunged forward and
grabbed her arm. His nails bit into her flesh like talons. “I warned you,
woman. You don’t know what you are dealing with. Jorge is not a normal man. He
doesn’t have a man’s heart. He’s a power, a force of nature, hard and pitiless,
implacable, vicious, evil.”
“No, he’s not! He’s not
evil!”
“Fool!” Remorros dragged her into the
infirmary and threw her on the cot. “You’ve been meddling in matters far beyond
your puny mortal capabilities. And now you will pay the price.”
Note: Serpent’s Kiss was previously published by Totally Entwined. This new edition has been re-edited, revised and expanded.
Reader Advisory: This book may not be
appropriate for individuals with a fear of snakes.
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About the Author
Lisabet Sarai
became addicted to words at
an early age. She
began reading when she was
four. She wrote her
first story at five
years old and her
first poem at seven.
Since then, she has
written plays, tutorials, scholarly
articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases,
a five-hundred page dissertation, and
lots of erotica and
erotic romance: over one hundred titles
and counting, in nearly every
sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM,
LGBTQ, and more. Regardless
of the genre, every
one of her stories
illustrates
her motto: Imagination is
the ultimate aphrodisiac.
You’ll
find information and excerpts from
all Lisabet’s books on
her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with
more than fifty free
stories and lots more.
At her blog Beyond
Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares
her philosophy and her news
and hosts lots of
other great authors. She’s also on
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