Friday, December 28, 2012

Naughty New Year: Taste of Lust #NSFW

Welcome to the Naughty New Year Blog Hop with JustRomance.Me. If you're just joining us, click here to go to the start. There are awesome prizes, including a book-loaded 7" Kindle Fire HD worth $199 (not counting the books). The sequel to my featured book today is included in the giveaway. You can learn more about my books here, or by reading on.

I must begin by warning you about this book. In a word, it’s H-O-T, and definitely not safe for work. Wulf, Tales of the Chosen was banned by the iBookstore and iTunes for objectionable content. It is, however, available at many other places online. There are links at the end, and you can check out another excerpt on my website, download wallpaper featuring the characters, and read more about the guys in other books set in the Tarthian Empire universe. Below is a scene from the book. The image included shows Luc and Wulf in a scene.

Showered, shaved, and shampooed, Wulf wrapped himself in a thick, white terrycloth robe and climbed onto the bed as Saint-Cyr directed. His lover pushed the table over to the bedside and sat next to him.
"Okay, love. I'm going to feed you and I want you to relax and simply enjoy it. All right? Are you ready?"
“First up, a bit of sweet, dark chocolate."
Wulf opened his mouth and accepted the flat brown wafer Luc set on his tongue. The familiar taste soothed. "Delicious. Dark chocolate is my favorite. Especially with cherries inside it."
Saint-Cyr licked his fingers. "Mmm, mmm, mmm. Some ancient societies called chocolate 'nourishment of the gods'. It's easy to see why, and that was only a small taste." Saint-Cyr touched the outside of a tiny, flowered teapot. "Good, still hot." He lifted it and poured into two tiny cups.
Wulf took the cup and saucer, sipped it carefully. Sweet, creamy, and hot, it had an underscore of coffee and chocolate. "Oh, this is wonderful! What is it?"
"Chocolate Espresso Crème."
"Yum." He allowed the warm liquid to rest on his tongue. "So good."
"Coffee, especially espresso, can boost the body and the mind. In preparation for lovemaking--" Luc leaned toward him and Wulf moved to accept his kiss. "Mmm, I love the way you taste." He frowned. "Where was I?"
Wulf smiled. "Preparation for lovemaking?"
"When preparing for sex, it's best to take coffee in small quantities. Don't want it to make you nervous."
When Wulf finished the drink, Saint-Cyr took his cup and set it aside.
Saint-Cyr smiled over at him. He reached into a deep white bowl and withdrew a brown, bulbous shape that dripped with water.
"Ooh! What is that?" Wulf rose a bit, but the table made the bowl too high to see into it. "I've never seen one of those before."
"They're not grown in the empire. They're called figs." He dried his fingers on a napkin and picked up the fig once more. "Some consider them a sexual stimulant. Men who love women find them especially erotic."
"Why is that?" He scooted closer so he could see.
"Watch." Luc held the fig between his hands, both thumbs on the thick bulb. He pressed down and pulled, opening the fruit. Inside, thick dark fruit glistened with moisture.
"Oh-m'god. It's like a woman's..." He swallowed, unexpectedly stirred by the sight. His shaft thickened. "I never expected..."
"What? That the thought of a woman could arouse you?"
Wulf leaned into Saint-Cyr's shoulder with his own. "Yeah. Seeing you do that, though, in this context... Wow." He shivered.
"I enjoy seeing you blush and squirm." Saint-Cyr kissed him. "I've lived far too long not to have tried just about anything sexual, Wulf." He lifted one shoulder. "There are a few exceptions, things I'll never do for personal reasons, but there are so many I would like to share with you. Now, time for a bite. Open up." He tore off a small piece of the fig and placed it on Wulf's tongue. "Hold it against your teeth and flick it with your tongue. Think about how it feels. Do you like it?"
The wrinkled texture on the outside felt like skin; the sweet fruit inside had a gritty feel against his tongue. "Mmm. Tastes like dates."
He lowered his lashes. "Kiss me. I want to taste it in your mouth."
Wulf lifted his mouth to his lover, parting his lips for the kiss. Saint-Cyr swept his tongue inside. Wulf tilted back his head, moaning at the tender invasion.
"Mmm." He wrapped his arms around him. "I love the way you give yourself to me. You're so trusting. So sweet."
Wulf held onto him, needing closeness, wanting to hold him like this forever.
Saint-Cyr changed the angle with which he held him, pushed them both back against the pile of pillows. "I’m going to feast on your mouth awhile."
A hot whimper escaped Wulf's mouth. The man teased every corner of his mouth. Saint-Cyr darted his tongue along Wulf's lips, licked the corners, and delved deep inside, stroking his tongue. His warmth soothed, all along Wulf's body.
He arched his neck as his lover nibbled down his throat, pausing to lick here and there. Melting, Wulf panted, his thoughts aflame. Though Saint-Cyr kissed him and caressed his body, he hadn't yet touched his nipples, balls, or cock. Yearning for his touch made Wulf clutch him harder, pulling him back up to his mouth for a kiss.
Saint-Cyr pulled back, smiled, and then sat up and turned toward the table. "Do you like avocado?" He picked up the dark green pear-shaped fruit and a paring knife.
"I've had it in dips and as a face mask." Wulf rested a hand on Saint-Cyr's thigh.
"It's delicious all by itself." He ran the knife around the avocado lengthwise, twisted it and pulled it apart. He set one half down and squeezed the other one like a lemon wedge, forcing the green fruit inside to push out. "Here. Taste this." He used two fingers of his other hand to scoop up the soft fruit and offer it on his fingertips.
Wulf leaned forward and placed his hand beneath Saint-Cyr's, bringing it to his mouth. He licked all of it from his fingers, stroking his tongue across the fingers and up along his palm. He pressed his lips against the center.
Saint-Cyr drew him up for kiss, and then smiled. “More?”
He pinched the avocado skin to push out more of the green fruit.
Wulf took the avocado from him and brought it to his mouth. He sucked the fruit into his mouth, leaned forward, and pressed his lips against Luc's. When he opened his mouth, Luc licked the avocado off his tongue and ate it.
Wulf sighed. "Where else would you like me to put this?"
"Allow me." Saint-Cyr scooped some of it from the outer shell and rubbed it across Wulf's chest. He bent to lick it clean, flicking his tongue across Wulf's nipples in turn.
"Oh..." He leaned back his head. "I thought you'd never get to that."
Chuckling, Saint-Cyr circled his tongue around each nipple. He sucked at first one, then the other.
Wulf writhed. "Oh, oh more."
Saint-Cyr stretched out beside him and put his hands behind Wulf, pulling his chest forward. "Put your hands over your head for me, love."
He reached back and gripped the edge of the mattress.
Luc clamped his mouth across one nipple and sucked.
Wulf cried out, digging his heels into the bed and arching toward him.
"That's right. Let me hear your passion." He teased the other nipple the same way, then held it between his teeth, and battered it with the tip of his tongue.
"Oh, god..." Wulf sucked in a breath and let it out raggedly. The heat in his cock and balls pushed thought far from him. The sensual bites and licks drove him over the edge. His back bowed.
Sobbing his release, Wulf came, his hot seed spattering his own chest and belly.
"Oh, yes, love." Saint-Cyr wrapped a hand around Wulf's cock and pumped it until he drained him. "That's right," he cooed. "Come for me."
Wulf trembled, his body still stiff as his cock. He accepted his lover's kiss, wrapping his arms up and around him as Saint-Cyr bent over to kiss him.
Saint-Cyr pulled back a bit. "You're so sensual. So open." He stroked a hand down Wulf's wet belly. "Look at you. Coming from having your nipples teased. You're going to be such a pleasure in bed tonight. I can't wait to get inside you."
"Fuck me, Luc. Take me." He rained kisses all over his face. "Please, please take me."
"I will. Repeatedly. In good time." He pushed his fingers down Wulf's belly and into his thatch of curls, down underneath his sac.
Sensitized from his climax, Wulf gasped. "Oh..."
Luc cupped his hand beneath Wulf's balls and cradled them. "Your balls belong to me, love. Every time you empty these, it will be for my pleasure."
"Yes, Luc." He spread his legs wider. "All of me is yours."
He bent to lap lazily at each nipple.
Wulf sucked in a sobbing breath.
"Your nipples belong to me, too." He pressed a soft kiss against each one. "When I want them, you'll bare them for me."
Wulf and Luc
Wulf choked, so hot he could barely breathe. "Yes, Luc."
"Open your mouth for me, Wulf."
He parted his lips, closing his eyes as Saint-Cyr leaned down to kiss him.
The sweet invasion of tongue sparked such heat inside him Wulf groaned. He arched his neck, head tilted back to lift his mouth.
"Mmm, you're luscious." Saint-Cyr ran his tongue along the edges of his lips, pausing to stroke inside, along Wulf's tongue. "You taste so sweet to me. Your mouth is mine, love. When I want your mouth, I will take it. Any way I choose."
Wulf nodded, too breathless to speak.
"This mouth..." Saint-Cyr trailed one finger along his lower lip. "This mouth was made to kiss me."
"And lick my skin."
"Oh yes."
"This mouth is going to suck my cock."
Moaning, Wulf nodded.
He slid one hand behind Wulf's head. "Kiss me."
Cradled in Luc’s arms, Wulf presented himself like a gift to the man he loved.

Image credit: Dreamstime, Photoxpress, art by Kayelle Allen
Cover art by Laura Givens

Wulf, Tales of the Chosen

by Kayelle Allen
Lust. Power. Forgiveness. Can a romance live forever?
Liquid Silver Books:
Genre: Erotic Science Fiction Romance, Gay Romance, LGBT, Multicultural
Barnes and Noble:
NOT available on iTunes: Just like Adam and Eve, this book was banished by an Apple!
Get an electronic autograph for the eBook version of this book at Authorgraph
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Monday, November 12, 2012

Creating the Kayelle Allen Logo

People often comment on my logo. It's a face -- well -- a head, really -- made up of words and eyes. The font is Isadora Caps, in case you've ever wondered. The color is what I refer to as Kayelle Pink. ;) It's cc3399 on the hex scale. I love it. It's also used on my website.

Why use a logo instead of a picture of myself? The logo provides a visual representation of me that doesn't change, and establishes a recognizable image for people to identify with my brand. It's simple, and easy to reproduce. And I like it.

I came across the eye image many years ago. It was clip art in MS PowerPoint, and available royalty-free for reuse. The iris is square, and resembles a computer screen. I spend so much time online that's probably how my eyes really look.

I made the logo myself in Photoshop (sincere thanks to my son for teaching me the basics). I copied the eye, flipped it horizontally (making a mirror image) and then set it a good distance away from the other one. It took some playing to get it to look right and to balance it with the other images. I darkened the lashes slightly to make them show up better.

The URL of my website was formed into an arc using the text warp tool. (Click arc to take a quick tour on how to do that.) I fiddled with the shapes for quite some time before they looked right to me. My website focuses on four major things (Art, SciFi, Romance, and Erotica), so those words became the "bangs" of the hair, and helped provide an outline for the head's shape.

Kayelle Allen Avatar
Beneath that, I placed my name, and the phrase that I felt most displayed my writing -- Romance Lives Forever -- beneath that. I have since changed my brand to Unstoppable Heroes, Uncompromising Love, and Unforgettable Passion, but Romance Lives Forever is still a huge part of my writing. After all, if you write about immortals and romance, that sums up the concept! I then added the same four words, and my website.

I've simplified it and made it smaller for Twitter and avatar use, but the basic design is the same. It omits my website and the words at the bottom, but does contain my name. It's a simple design, easy to see, distinct, and easily recognizable. I've used it for over eight years. To establish this image as part of my brand, I consistently use it as my avatar on all online sites and profiles. I don't change it when a new book comes out. No matter where I go or what I do, if I use this logo, people know it's me. 

In September, I was a DragonCon in Atlanta Georgia, and was the moderator for a panel on marketing. As I entered and made my way to the front, Sascha Illyvich, who'd planned the panel, stopped me and introduced me to an author in the audience. He told her she should talk to me about marketing. In the noisy environment, it was hard to hear names, so I pulled out my business card to give her. It had my logo on it, and the moment she glimpsed it she said, "Oh! You're Kayelle Allen!" She was already in my marketing group online and knew who I was. Once I heard her name, I recognized her as well. But it was interesting that it wasn't my face that she recognized. It was my logo.

You know what that means? This little graphic is doing its job. Now you know how and why I created my logo. What do you think? Do you have one of your own? Feel free to share a link and tell us how you created it.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Autographs for Your eBooks @evanjacobs #amreading

Many people have autographed books. An author's signature can increase the monetary value of a book (especially for first editions and certain authors), and it can add a great memory as well. With the advent of ebooks, that went away. After all, what would you do? Get the author to use a permanent marker on your ereader? That dilemma caused devoted reader Evan Jacobs to rethink that entire thing.

Evan was attending a reading and when it came time to sign books, he had a Kindle in his hand and no way to get an autograph -- so he decided to make one. Originally, he called it Kindlegraph (Evan worked for Amazon) and it was based on the sales information available publicly through the company. I interviewed him earlier this year on Romance Lives Forever. He has since opened the platform to encompass Nook, Kobo, and all other forms of ereaders.

How's it work?

Readers create an account by using their email or Twitter, search for their favorite authors, and click a button to request an authorgraph. If they are in the system, it sends the request right away. If they are not, when the author signs on, the request will be waiting for them. Then, they create a special signature / autograph unique to that book or reader, and send it via the Authorgraph system. The reader who requested it receives a notice that a file is available for them to download, they accept the file, and appears on their ereader. Ta da! That's it.

Can authors sign up?

Sure thing. All you do is go to and click on "Authors - Sign Up" and then follow the prompts. It's a matter of adding your books. Once you get a request, you can create a "live" signature by drawing your name with your mouse or tablet, or you can pick one of several hand-written fonts. You can also grab a button to put on your website, or make your own. I created the one above. (If you're not handy and want something personalized, I make them via The Author's Secret. Just order a custom button.)
Evan Jacobs and an Authorgraph

Is it free?

It is free to create an account (for readers and authors), and it's free to request or make one. If your ISP charges a delivery fee for your Kindle, there might be a fee for the authorgraph. Check before downloading.

Can I get one from _______?

You can get one from any author who cares to sign up. Just go request it. Your favorite author might already be listed. If they are not, they can easily join.

All this was born from the fact that one reader was disappointed at not being able to get an autograph. That's amazing. Instead of letting the disappointment get him down, he figured out a way to fix the problem. Now, no one else has to be disappointed either, and with Christmas coming, there's no excuse not to get yourself that cool new ereader you've been wanting. So what are you waiting for? Go grab those authorgraphs!

You can get mine here:

Monday, October 29, 2012

EPIC Announces 2013 Finalists @EPICorg #epicawards #amreading

EPIC eBook Awards 2013

Congratulations to the finalists in this year's eBook Awards.
Winners will be announced at EPICon-2013 in Vancouver, Washington, in March 2013.
Click on the titles to see more about the finalists!

Danielle Ackley-McPhail, editor

Kate Bens, editor

Alma Alexander, editor

M.H. Bonham, editor


John Paulits

Kimberly Dana

Mindy Hardwick

R. A. Jones


Virginia Brown

Judith Arnold

Sharon Sala

Kimberly Brock


Daniel Ottalini

Dana Taylor

Julie Moffett


Nicole North

Lauren Gallagher

Sara Brookes

Riley Murphy


S. A. Bolich

A P. Stephens

Tony Chandler and Virginia Chandler

Janet French


John Coe Robbins

Max Overton

Karen Casey Fitzjerrell

Cindi Myers


Leigh M. Lane

Susan Roebuck

Rick R. Reed


Heather Haven

C. Hope Clark

Jill Marie Landis

Shirley Wells


Bruce Jenvey

Regan Summers

Paige Cuccaro

 Science Fiction

Kerry Nietz

Robert Appleton

Joanne Elder

J. L. Hilton


Aaron Paul Lazar

Michael Beck

Liese Sherwood-Fabre



Aaron Filipi

Dr. Sonjia Kenya

Kathleen Kaska

Kathleen Kaska



Delphine Dryden

J. L. Merrow

Delphine Dryden


Robert T. Jeschonek

Zoe Brooks

Barri Bryan

Elise Skidmore

Contemporary Romance

Rick R. Reed

Joan Kilby

Amie Denman

L. C. Chase

Keena Kincaid

Fantasy Romance

Hailey Edwards

Crista McHugh

Rose Vanden Eynden

L. A. Witt

Historical Romance

Killarney Sheffield

Vonda Sinclair

Pam Hillman

Lynne Sears Williams

Paranormal Romance

Dana Marie Bell

Felicity Heaton

Lori Dillon

L. A. Witt

Romantic Suspense

Natalie J. Damschroder

Miranda Stowe

Carol Stephenson

Adrienne Giordano

Science Fiction Romance

Jamie Craig

Stacy Gail

L. A. Witt

Ann Mayburn


Stephenia H. McGee

June Foster

Patty Froese

Katy Lee

Short Story

Leslie Lee Sanders

Sara Brookes

Stephanie Osborn

Vivien Dean

Young Adult

Michelle L. Levigne

Robert Rogers

Linda Palmer and Julie Kimbrell

Trish Milburn

Kayelle Allen is a member of the EPIC PR committee.