Let It Bleed

To my Sweet Saturday Sample readers my apologies. I forgot I had this guest blogging event going on. But you can still get a great sample...just not one of mine. Check out S.L. Schmitz excerpt of Let It Bleed.

 S.L. Schmitz has re-released the second edition her novel Let It Bleed through Dark Continents Publishing. Let It Bleed fits into the Mythpunk Supernatural genre, and is written in the elaborate and hypnotizingly poetic prose common for that genre. The novel is currently available in e-book format, and will release as a soft cover in the next few months. For more information, visit her website at www.slschmitz.com. Follow her on twitter @slschmitz and ‘like’ her on Facebook. Emails and comments are always welcome to Stephanie@darkcontinents.com

Sweet Saturday Samples: Can't have sweet without a little action

While being sweet is all well and good it's not my first instinct. With that being said. I'm going to pull from my latest release Glazier. Right now the eBook is 99 cents and the print came out. Just for clarification Berg is a horse Marie is riding.

In the same instant, I saw the guard with the machine gun turn and the one with the dirt bike edge closer, his own gun drawn. Henry turned to defend himself. I urged Berg up beside the dirt bike. Berg was so fast the man on the bike didn’t suspect a thing. I had to keep my promise to Berg. So I did what I do best, I climbed.
I maneuvered both my legs to the opposite side of Berg’s back. He maintained speed with the bike. I gripped his neck and twirled around him like a trapeze artist kicking the guard off the bike sending him sailing to the ground. I landed gracefully back in place. Henry jumped on behind me. Berg didn’t even flinch with the added weight.

Don't forget to continue on for more Sweet Sample. My teeth already hurt. And if you want to find out what happened next or before even in Glazier. Click the little link at the bottom.

Grazi~

Saturday Sweets: Sezuzione is Italian for Seduction

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"She knew that their first meeting was by chance. It had been at her favorite coffee shop. She’d spilled hers on his expensive Italian shoes in her hurry to get lost in the latest romantic thriller. When she apologized, his smile was lopsided, like her brother’s. The rest of Antony, though, was sublime…the epitome of Italian masculinity. A professionally tailored suit fitted around his broad chest left little to the imagination.

She melted under the heat of his well-traveled brogue. Her blush enticed the Italian businessman because it made the cream of her skin fairer, bringing out auburn highlights in her hair. Before he could speak further, she excused herself. Not much later, he found her in her corner and ever so gently pushed her book down, his eyes meeting hers. He asked to join her."