I'm delighted to welcome V.L. Moon and J.T. Cheyanne to my blog today to share all you want to know about their Crimson Nights Saga. Before we get to all the details about the series and Crimson Storm, the third book in the Saga, please take a moment to enjoy this fascinating post about co-writing!
Guest Post
There’s
a lot to be said about co-writing, and mostly for us, it’s turned out to be a
positive experience. That’s not to say that it doesn’t have its pitfalls. We’ve
both had friends that co-wrote with others, only for the friendship to come to
an end. Hopefully, that will never be an issue for us. Trust is a major issue when
writing with a colleague or friend. And as much as one person may believe the
foundations of that co-writing relationship to be secure, it doesn’t take much
to crack a once stable friendship. Especially if most of your co-writing and
publicity revolves around social network sites. Misinterpretation, jealousy and
the odd unfavorable elements are a given and need to be avoided or at best
talked about away from that environment for that relationship to succeed.
While
social networking has huge advantages, they are not the answer to, nor do they
aid a healthy co-writing relationship if either writer is taking other people's
opinions to heart and letting it bring down their enthusiasm for all their hard
work. It’s surprising a number of relationships that fall apart due to
unfounded allegations made on Facebook. I can safely say that after years spent
on social network sites it happens all too often. Trust...Trust in your
partner, your friend, and your co-writer. Talk to them, not the element dousing
the flames of your passion for writing. There’s nothing wrong in protecting
your work. Legal contracts, copywriter policies should help cement the safety
of your work. If your co-writer is a real friend, they shouldn’t have an issue
with securing a contract. It protects you both!
We
both enjoy the fun aspect of Facebook and the crazy bunch of friends and
readers we’ve met there. Some are more like family and we love them as such. We
have no doubt that we wouldn’t be where we are now if it wasn’t for the likes
of La, Kim S., Kim T., Lis, Frankie, Gena, Kylie, Soxie and every like, love or
pride flag. The list is endless. Tonia, Teri, Elizabeth, Luff (cupcake/Sweet
Treat) the lovely Madi, Kit and not forgetting Ali, Tim, K.C., Susan, Suzanne,
Lou, Nicole and Fiona we hope that each and every one of our friends knows how
much we appreciate them. Their support, as well as the support of the bloggers,
has left us speechless at times. They never fail to amaze us as readers and
friends. We’ve known most for many years. For me, V.L, some go back to a few
years before I met J.T. The fun weekend morning playing up on the pages. The
late nights spent reading our favorite posts.
It
was on Facebook where we first met. I’d been a part of a role play group
playing multiple characters when J.T stormed the boards and joined the same
group. I remember those days with fond appreciation, mostly because it brought
J.T and V.L together as a team, a team that grew into a partnership that saw us
tying the knot in Washington D.C on the fourth of April 2014. We’ve been
together for nearly seven years now and have worked hard to overcome the
obstacles placed in our way.
I
think that our oldest friends know that V.L. and I met through a
fanfiction/roleplaying group dedicated to the Black Dagger Brotherhood. Those
vampires brought a lot of love and joy into my life on the page and outside of
it. We started out as team members, talked our way into friendship and wound up
falling head over shitkickers in love. October 2010 started our journey into
becoming published authors, co-authors and most importantly a married pair of
crazy ladies who get to follow one of their greatest passions and do it with
the person we love. We’ve had ups and downs compounded by the reality of living
in two different countries separated by an ocean and a roll of legal tape that
would circle the sun and moon. We’ve persevered through heartache and
loneliness to celebrate happiness and success. We don’t get to see each other
in person nearly as much as we’d like, but I was fortunate enough to spend five
short but wonderful months in England with her doing the mundane, every day
schlep of life. We make the most of our visits by going sightseeing, visiting
friends and family and just enjoying being in the same room together. We don’t
get much writing done during those times as we are too busy with other
pursuits.
We
write when we are apart although we have had many long discussions about
stories and characters while driving across the big ol’ US of A. We use a
number of strategies in our writing process. OneDrive, WhatsApp, Facebook, and
Messenger are all important parts of our writing process. The internet makes
the impossible, very possible for us and what we do. With everything online, we
both have ready access to the story we are working on at the moment. A huge
pitfall for us is the time difference between Alabama and the UK. Six hours can
seem like a lifetime when you are waiting for an answer or when you’re super
excited for your partner to read what you’ve written. Or, if you’re waiting for
a book release or cover reveal. A distinct advantage to writing together is the
dual attack we have on writer’s block. Even if one of us gets stuck, the other
can usually push through and get the ball rolling again. Another advantage is
having a second perspective on the same situation. One of us might see an angle
or catch a timeline snafu where the other misses it. It really helps in the
writing process to have that second opinion. It widens your viewpoint and can
take you in a direction you didn’t expect. It keeps the process interesting and
fun. It’s been seven years since we started this journey and I look forward to
three times as many years to come. We’ve got at least that many voices already
in our heads and more start whispering every day. We’re in it for the long haul
and we hope all of you stick with us and enjoy the ride.
Title:Crimson Storm (Book Three in The Crimson Nights Saga)
Authors: V.L. Moon and J.T. Cheyanne
Cover Art by: http://www.soxsationalcoverart.com/
Genre/s: Gay, Romance, Paranormal
Length: 155K/658 Kindle pages
ISBN: 978-0-9899725-6-7
Blurb
As their allies grow and their circle of friends discovers true love, their enemies advance. Shadows watch, waiting in the distance as an age old power threatens to reveal the secrets of a past steeped in sorrow. War is upon them and with its advance comes a force of unity bound by love and sealed by blood. Together, Malachi and Laziel fight to protect those they hold close. When Rome trembles and the bowels of Hell spew forth its spawn, the wolves and the rogue Nephilim join forces with Malachi Denali and his vampires to fight against evil and tip the scales in favor of the just. Fractions divide, lives lay in ruin. Is the call of the wild their only hope of survival? Or will Rome finally fall under the weight of an angel’s untold grief? Read on to assuage your thirst as the Crimson Nights Saga continues.
“You will respond to me.”
Not in this or any other lifetime. Vischeral ground his molars together and remained silent. Denial screamed in his mind, but didn’t pass his lips. Imprisoned by silver chains, he stood spread eagled and naked in the middle of Darklon’s bedchamber. He defied his Sire the only way he was able; by denying him any response, verbal or physical. He hung limp in the chains while the bastard played with his body.
He hated the affection. He much preferred the whip biting into his back and thighs, or the nipple clamps and riding crop against his chest. On those days, he could focus on Copi and that last beautiful night together before he was snatched from his lover’s arms. Pain ripped through Vischeral’s chest. Not because of the sadistic monster at his back, Copi’s beautiful face filled his mind. Creator’s balls, he had fucked up so badly with Dane.
“So defiant,” Darklon purred. Vischeral banished the image of Copi as Darklon circled around so they stood face to face. Vischeral met his gaze with the very defiance Darklon praised. Adoration tinged with madness stared back at him.
The hands on his body continued their stroking and petting. Garbled words of endearment whispered against his skin. Vischeral retreated into his mind, into the open case files he’d left behind in Alaska. While his Sire marked him with mouth, teeth and hands; Vischeral sifted through murders, assaults, grisly scene photos and witness statements. Despite Darklon’s talented efforts, he refused to succumb to the Elder’s lascivious demands. His body; hell his everything, belonged to Copi.
“You belong to me.” Anger spiked Darklon’s tone.
Fear tensed his muscles. Vischeral’s dark eyes flicked from their perusal of the far wall to study Darklon’s face. Had he slipped? Had he dropped his shields? Had Copi’s name slipped through his barriers? He shifted his weight onto the balls of his feet. His fingers locked around the chains even though the silver burned his palms. He would never allow the monster in front of him to get his hands on Copi. His beautiful Copi. The pain in his chest intensified. Vischeral growled a challenge.
Unholy fury speared out of Darklon’s gaze. His failure to illicit a response had cooled his ardor, and Vischeral’s defiance tipped his mind over the edge. The lust for blood and domination took the fore. Sharp talons dug into Vischeral’s ribs, piercing the skin down to the bone. Darklon continued his ministrations. The razor like nails sliced Vischeral’s skin into ribbons. Blood flowed freely over his naked hips and thighs.
“I will have you,” the Elder hissed. “I have friends now who can breach your barriers. Demons do so enjoy breaking a soul.” Darklon retracted his talons and ran bloody fingers down Vischeral’s cheek. He leaned in so close his fetid breath washed over Vischeral’s compressed lips. “You can forget that little pup you were frolicking with in Alaska. He’ll never find you here. Not even Denali can reach you here.”
Dry cracked lips pressed against his mouth. “Rest while you can, my precious. I will be back and we will finish this.” Rough fingers jerked his still limp cock before the Elder backed away. His eyes raked over Vischeral’s savaged body.
“I’ve waited a long time for you, Vischeral Bourne. I can be patient only so much longer.” Darklon lifted his blood covered fingers and rubbed them across his mouth. “I will taste all of you again. And, it will be soon.”
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Book 1
Book 2
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Meet the Authors
Multi-genre romance and fiction writing duo V.L Moon and J.T Cheyanne span a continental divide to bring together their love, support, and admiration for the LGBT communities they belong to. With their ever growing families’ support, they make the most of what little time they have to write the love, angst, and turmoil that hopefully reflects the struggle that is, modern day life.
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