Aka: Am I a chicken?
Hello everyone. First of all, thank you for having me here today to talk about the final book in my Heavenly Sins trilogy. It has been a long time in coming, but it is finally available for those who want to read the conclusion of Tristan, Mac and Alastor’s story.
First of all, I have to warn that this blog post contains spoilers for the previous two books in the series. I’m sorry, I do try to avoid putting spoilers in my blog posts, but for this book there is very little I can say about it that won’t reveal at least one spoiler. It won’t reveal any major spoilers for the final instalment of the trilogy however.
One piece of advice writers are given is to write the story that you want to. To write for yourself and not for the readers/market. It is easier said than done.
When I was writing the final book of the Heavenly Sins series I came across a blog post on the well-known Jessewave site. What I read there from the original blog writer and the readers who commented convinced me that the story I was writing had to be changed. As a fairly new writer in the genre and one who does not have a following of fans, I couldn’t do anything else after I read that post.
Now, you may be wondering what it was that I had read that convinced me to take a scene from my story and re-write it totally. It was a post about the role of women in MM and MMM fiction.
It seems that there is no real role for women in the genre. No matter where you put them in a story someone, somewhere, will complain.
If you put in an ex-girlfriend for one of the men then she has to be absolutely perfect. The slightest hint that she is not 100% nice, then you get your book dumped in the category of the evil ex-girlfriend and the complaints start to come in.
Then there is the female friend of one of the men. The character Summer in Forbidden Waters is one of those. As a non-love interest or ex-girlfriend you would think she would be safe from criticism, but no. She apparently annoyed one reviewer recently, which made me feel pretty bad since her personality is based largely on my own. Nice to know I am that annoying.
But the worst thing you can do – by far – seems to be to have any female in a MM or MMM book doing anything of a sexual nature.
In the first draft of Between Life & Death I was writing a scene which did that exact thing. The original incubus and succubus play a part in the final book of this trilogy and in their first scene they do their best to test Tristan’s powers by using their own on him. In fact they still do this, but their roles have been reversed to a certain extent.
In the original draft the female succubus played a far more extensive role during their attempts to seduce Tristan. The reason behind her taking the larger part in the scene was because they are well aware that Tristan is gay, and they want to know how powerful he is.
Is Tristan powerful enough to withstand a demonic seduction of a man who he finds attractive?
Or is he so weak that a demoness can make him come, even when he does not find her sexually attractive?
Does he have the power to stay faithful to his lovers?
Or is he weak enough that he could be easily manipulated or overthrown from his precarious position in the Underworld?
My first instinct after reading the blog post about females in the genre was to remove the succubus entirely, not only from the scene, but also from the story.
It quickly became apparent this was not the best course of action. The incubus and succubus are the two main demons of seduction in my series. To have one without the other was not only impractical, it annoyed the hell out of me to alter my story to such an extent based on the opinions of readers who would probably never pick up any of my books anyway.
So I went back to that first scene and wrote Ardat Lili back in as a bystander. It still didn’t work. To ascertain the extent of Tristan’s powers it is essential that both the male and female demons have their turn at testing him.
Finally I took the decision to write her back into the scene for the final version, albeit in a lesser role than she had played in the first draft of the scene.
I decided that despite the fact that it would annoy some readers – who probably won’t get past the first chapter of the final book – I would not completely re-write (and potentially ruin) the story I wanted to write, merely because of the opinions of those who only seem to be happy when they are criticising and picking fault with others.
Even so, I am still rather nervous about the reactions of even the most open-minded readers when they realise I have dared to include a half-naked female in the story. If you are brave enough, there is a taste of the scene in question below.
BlurbWith one of his lovers imprisoned in the Underworld, Mac has no choice except to go where most angels fear to tread.
With Tristan imprisoned in the Underworld, the ménage is broken. Angels are forbidden to enter the demonic domain and while Mac has been breaking rules in recent months, he doesn’t have the power to enter the Underworld.
Alastor is still unsure about his position in the relationship following recent revelations, but he cannot walk away when he is the only real link between his two lovers. Splitting his time between Mac and Tristan, he hopes they can soon find a way to reunite the two men in his life.
As time moves on, Alastor realizes he is struggling to satisfy Tristan’s thirst for sex. His lover needs more than he can give him and craves Mac in his bed.
Mac still believes he can complete his mission to save his two lovers, but with one of them out of his reach, it is going to be far from easy.
During their time together they have made plenty of enemies, including one who would seek to separate them forever, even if it means biding his time until Alastor and Tristan are at their most vulnerable, when even the love of an angel can’t save them.
The two demons drew closer as Tristan watched them intently. Something about their movements set his pulse racing. The incubus wore a kilt which reached to his knees. Tristan could see his erection even from halfway across the room. The succubus was even more scantily dressed, her beaded skirt reaching her ankles, though covering very little. She wore a necklace which hung between her bare breasts and her arms were adorned with golden bands. Other than those ornaments, her upper body remained entirely naked. The two of them gracefully glided across the room and sank to their knees. Beneath his tunic, Tristan’s cock hardened in response to their presence.
“Talented, aren’t they?” Lucifer commented. “They can turn you on with only a glance.”
“Can you make them stop it?”
“Why would I want to do that? I find being in their company most pleasurable.”
“I find it quite inappropriate myself.”
“You’re a sex demon. Showing your virility is a good thing, especially since there are already rumors flying round the Underworld about your impotency.”
“I’m not impotent.”
“As everyone will see when they approach you,” Lucifer pointed out with a grin.
The two demons before him kept their heads bowed and remained silent the entire time during Tristan’s telepathic exchange with Lucifer.
“Well, say something, for goodness sake,” Lucifer ordered.
“Thank them for coming, ask how they are, exchange sex stories for all I care, but say something so they know you’re aware of their presence.”
“Um, hi,” Tristan mumbled. “I’m Tristan.”
Ardat looked up from her place at his feet and smiled. “One of our kind has never sat on the throne before. Today is a momentous day for all sex demons. May I approach you?”
Tristan nodded and the succubus stood up. When she reached the throne, she immediately straddled him and ran her hands down his chest, tweaking his nipples through the thin fabric of the tunic and flicking them with her nails.
“Er…” Tristan began. Would it be an insult to her to say she really wasn’t his type?
“I know exactly what you’re thinking right now,” Ardat whispered in his ear. “It makes no difference if you prefer to share your bed with men. I can make any man come with just the right touch.”
Coming to other online stores in January 2015.
L.M. Brown lives in England, in a quaint little village time doesn't seem to have touched. No, wait a minute—that's the retirement biography. Right now, she is in England in a medium sized town no one has ever heard of, so she won't bore you with the details. Keeping her company are numerous sexy men. She just wishes they weren't all inside her head.
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