Pagan Paranormal Erotica by Laura Stamps

When the SexWitch Flies into the Fey Realm...

2012-02-07T11:57:00.000-08:00

If you're one of my followers on Pagan-Place, Twitter, or Google Plus, you know I spent the weekend in bed with a box of lotion tissues and a big bottle of club soda.

Yikes!

January and February are our worst winter pollen months in Columbia, South Carolina. This time of year the forest is full of dog fennel and pigweed. I knew when I did my Imbolc ritual in the forest with my Fey last week I would probably get a good dose of that stuff.

Looks like I did. Eeeeeeeeek!!

I'm usually able to fight off an allergy attack in 24 hours or less with Airborne, Benedryl, and club soda. I woke up Friday morning with congestion and healed it like I always do. By Saturday it was almost gone. But on Saturday night I had a relapse, and by Sunday it was a full blown nasty: sneezing, nose running like a faucet, watery eyes, coughing, you name it.

Ugh!

I guess all the stress from 2009-2011 finally caught up with me. My acupuncture doc was right. I needed to give my immune system a little more time to repair itself.

Oh, well.

Good thing I'm a Witch. Any time something like this happens I'm also gonna pay attention to its metaphysical meaning.

For example, I finally found out why my back has been hurting. When I sat twisty in my chair 3 weeks ago I irritated the IT bands that run from my knees, along the outside of my thighs, up to my pelvis. Turns out running puts extra stress on those bands. It's a common injury for runners. Who knew?

Fortunately, I found an awesome exercise for my IT bands, and the back pain disappeared ASAP. Still, it's interesting I developed tendonitis in the tendons that attach to my pelvis, which gave me back pain, rather than the tendons that attach to my knees. Metaphysically, persistent back pain means you're carrying too many burdens, and you need to drop them now.

Duh! That's an understatement when it comes to my life.

Then this weekend my sinuses came under attack. Metaphysically, a stuffy nose means there's something you wanna do, but you feel it's impossible or impractical. So the rhythm of your life comes to a screeching halt, kinda like trying to breath through a stuffed up nose. Yeah, it ain't happenin.

Guess you know what I did this weekend, huh? Never let it be said the SexWitch can't learn from her mistakes. Especially when she's B&B (can't breath, can't bend). So I made the necessary adjustments, dropped a bunch of burdens, and put more faith in the impossible.

I'm also gonna drink a glass of club soda every day. It's been 4 years since I've had a sinus allergy attack. Club soda was part of my daily prevention routine, which I let slide last year. It keeps my ph alkaline so a sinus allergy can't survive in my bod.

Nevertheless (despite being B&B) I've been a very busy SexWitch. ~wink~

Last week I found out my "Blog Talk Radio" interview with Kat Holmes ("Kat's Writing Pen") needed to be postponed again. Kat's life has been full of crazy twists and turns this year. Bless her heart! So she and I plan to reschedule for a later date.

However on February 19 at 9:00pm you can catch me on Casey Ryan's show "The Cutting Room Floor." He'll be interviewing me about my sexy books and wild life. Should be a blast! Afterwards I'll post the link so you can listen to all the fun we had. This is the first time I've done his show, and I'm totally looking forward to it. Screenwriters are his primary audience, which is cool since producers come to me almost every year, interested in making my novels and memoirs into movies or a video series.

Right now I'm working on an interview for Te-Erika Patterson and her "My Savvy Sisters" blog. Her focus is empowering women, and if you've read my memoirs and novels you know how important that is to me as well. When this interview goes live I'll post the link for you.

Now for the subject of this blog post. In January I did an interview for Margaret Shaffer's "Magikos Studios" blog. It was a fun change for me. Most of the interviews I do are about my books. But MS isn't a book review blog. It's a blog for Pagans about being Pagan.

That means I was given the chance to talk about my other life. Wow! Everyone knows the SexWitch spends half her days in the Earth Realm and the other half in the Fey Realm. But rarely do I get a chance to talk about my Fey life. This interview was a real treat for me, and I thought you might enjoy it, too.

Happy Quickening Moon Esbat!!

~smooches~

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Interview with Pagan Erotica Novelist,

Laura Stamps

Laura Stamps is an award-winning Pagan paranormal erotica novelist (Witches, vampires, shapeshifters, Otherkin Fey), whose blog is wickedly naughty. Her work has been published in over a thousand magazines, literary journals, and anthologies worldwide. The recipient of a "Pulitzer Prize" nomination, she is the author of more than 54 books. A Wiccan Faery Witch, Otherkin Fey, and sexual sorceress, Laura enjoys writing hot, sexy novels about contemporary Pagans living in the Deep South.

I. How long have you been Pagan?

In this lifetime I've been Pagan since I was a child. I say that because even though my Earth Realm family is Christian (Episcopalian) I am psychic and a high level Empath. So the spirits (primarily the Fey) have talked to me 24/7 since I was a child. I should add they've saved my ass numerous times, because my family was abusive. In high school I practiced yoga, was a vegetarian, and followed a Hindu path. I've also been a lifelong student of metaphysical law. That includes years of studying the Bible, which I consider to be a fascinating metaphysical document packed full of spells.

II. What tradition /path do you follow?

I've been Otherkin Fey for 3000 years. Before that I was full Fey for millions of years. My Mother, Queen Titania, chose a different path of study for me in this lifetime. Rather than encouraging me to gain a degree in the Feri Tradition in the Earth Realm, she directed me to study under the Fey in the Fey Realm. So my teaching has been an Otherworldly combination of that, as well as Wicca, Taoist Alchemy, and Fey sorcery. I consider myself a Wiccan Faery Witch, which is why I'm called the "SexWitch." In this lifetime I'm aligned with the Egyptian pantheon, and Bast is my Patron Goddess.

My bible is the "Tao Te Ching." Titania was wise to insist on this, and I have studied numerous translations of it for over 3 decades. It explains a lot about my loving, laidback personality. BTW, if you're not familiar with Taoism, it is an ancient Chinese nature religion. It's so Fey I swear Lao-tzu was Fey! My fav translation of the "Tao Te Ching" is by Stephen Mitchell. His feels the most Pagan to me.

III. What is your opinion on spells?

Spells rock! My training has been one in which I have an intimate relationship with the Fey and many spirits in the spirit realms. I fly into the Fey realm every night. I don't use astral travel. I use Fey sorcery and my natural flying talent, so it's more like plane walking or energy manipulation, since I'm fully awake in my Earth body when I do it. Because I spend many hours every day in these realms, attending to my duties at the Seelie High Court or having wild monkey sex with my Fey mate (hey, a lusty Fey chick's gotta have some fun, right? ~wink~), I practice the metaphysical laws in those realms that manifest spells. That means when I cast a spell, I just do it. And it works.

IV. What is your opinion on ritual?

Ritual is very important to me. I perform two altar rituals every day, a Fey ritual every afternoon when I get out of the shower (I work nights and keep vampire hours because of my novelist career), and I celebrate every Esbat and Sabbat in the Wheel of the Wiccan Year. I truly believe it is impossible to be grounded in your Pagan faith without a daily schedule of ritual. It's what keeps us connected. It reminds us every day of who we really are.

That's not to say I use a lot of tools and implements to cast spells and perform rituals. I don't. Bast and Titania sit on my altar, as well as items that are magickal and special to me. You know how the Fey are. We love sparkly things. ~lol~ I perform Esbat and Sabbat rituals in the state forest behind my house after midnight with my Fey. I bring them honey gifts and pink sparkly things, and we dance under the moon and chant and sing. The Fey are very gleeful and spontaneous, so I never have a certain chant in mind. It's extremely intuitive. My Sabbat and Esbat rituals consist of what comes to me at the moment. Because my ear is always open to the spirit realms, I know I'm channeling what they feel I need to say at that moment, whether it's in English or in the Fey language I also speak.

V. Do you think there is too much emphases on spells and ritual and not enough on morals and daily living?

I don't think you can lump all of that together unless you're Wiccan or you follow the Rede. Many Pagan paths, especially the Black ones, cast spells with no regard to morals, and that's the way some of those paths work. When you get into spiritual warfare and you're battling demons or nasty critters, it ain't pretty.

As for me, I'm proud to be Wiccan. I believe in moral responsibility in spellcasting. I follow the Rede and the Rule of Three to the letter. That's not unusual since the Seelie High Court has always put an emphasis on honor. It's what sets us apart.

I also stay away from Witches who practice emotional, reckless, spell-flinging with no regard for the metaphysical backlash. That's some scary shit!

VI. What would you consider to be the biggest issues in the pagan community and why?

I have no issue with the Pagan community here in the Earth Realm. We're all different. We all follow different Pagan paths. We all follow what makes our hearts sing, and I'm totally cool with that as long as it harms none. The wonderful thing about being Pagan is you can be as eclectic as you like. I'm not a political Pagan. I'm only political in the Seelie Realm. The politics at the High Court keep my plate overflowing.

VII. Do you have any Pagan role models, if so who and why?

Not on Earth. My role model is Queen Titania, my Mother.

VIII. If you could say one thing to the pagan community as a whole what would it be?

Chill, baby, and love, love, love! Don't take this Earth Realm life so seriously. If we were perfect we wouldn't have chosen to regenerate and come back here. The past is gone, and the future hasn't happened yet. All we have is this present moment. LIVE that moment, enjoy it, don't stress it, find the joy in it. I mean, what's the point of being alive in the Earth Realm if you can't enjoy the experience, right?

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Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist

(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://alturl.com/yk78e
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Pagan-Place: http://www.pagan-place.com/profile/LauraStamps
Google Plus: http://www.gplus.to/SexWitch

The SexWitch Wearing NO Panties wink

2012-01-21T15:44:00.000-08:00

What happens when the sun decides to shoot solar flares at the earth? The Seelie Fey (like me) get CRANKY.

Yikes!!

What does a Fey chick do to get in a good mood again? Lots of SEX!!! But what can she do if her hunky Fey mate isn't around for tool time?

She takes naughty pics of herself. Of course! ~kinky wink~

Actually, this weekend was the perfect opportunity for me to try out a new idea I had for the cover of my next memoir, which will be out in 2013. This one will be my 5th memoir called "Deliciously Naughty." And if everything goes as planned for the SexWitch in 2012 it will be DELICIOUSLY sex-filled, too. Yummm!

I got this cover idea last week when I went to the mall to visit my friend Flori, who works at the Dior counter at Dillard's. But when I arrived she was at lunch, so I decided to cruise Dillard's January lingerie sale.

Uh-oh. Dangerous idea, I know.

I found two GORGEOUS pairs of leopard-print panties marked down from $14.99 to $5.99. Squeeeeeee! One even had purple lace on it. Okay, this might not seem like a big deal to you, but to a Fey chick addicted to leopard-print panties it is. I have leopard-print panties with red lace, lime green lace, and black lace, but no purple lace.

Squeeeeeee!

I liked them so much I decided these would be the perfect panties for the cover of "Deliciously Naughty."

Then an hour later I thought: Why should I wear panties at all? Why not do a cover pic of the SexWitch with NO panties. Why not do a cover pic wearing my sheer leopard-print robe and black lace thigh high stockings and...nothing else? That sounds like a good idea, doesn't it? I thought so.

Thus, this cover pic was born. What do you think of it?

Okay, I know what all you pervy guys who read my blog are thinking. You wanna see a pic of what's under the robe, dontcha? Yes, I did take a pic of that. No, that pic was only for my hunky Fey mate. See? There are definite advantages to being the SexWitch's guy. ;P

In other news, if you're on Pagan-Place, Twitter, or Google+ you know I did a stupid thing last week and wrenched my back by sitting all twisty in my computer chair, editing the next vamp novel. Ugh! It aggravated an old yoga injury from 3 years ago when I wrenched my left back muscle. Sitting twisty in my computer chair aggravates it. I know better than to sit like this. But I did it anyway.

Ugh!

However my hunky Fey mate has taught Tantra yoga for decades, and he gave me an exercise that relaxed it so it could heal. Then it was just a matter of mucho Tiger Balm for heat, bed rest, and time. Now it's about 99% healed. Yay!

The good news is I got a ton of editing done while I was in bed. I also realized the reason I hurt it so bad this time is because I stopped doing the back exercises I've done every day for the last 3 years. Why? Cause in November they were aggravating the Achilles tendonitis I had developed from running 15 miles every week instead of my usual 10-12 miles.

Of course, any time I injure myself the Witch in me is gonna look at it metaphysically, too. Every healing challenge in this earth realm is a sign and a message. Metaphysically, a back injury means you've been carrying too many burdens and need to unload them.

Duh!!

I know, I know. I got the message LOUD AND CLEAR.

Mostly, I've been pushing myself for the last 5 years to meet all the book deadlines for my various publishers. And I've achieved miraculous things. Like cleaning up the disastrous mess my exagent made of things in 2009-2010 and becoming a best-selling author in Kindle. At the same time every one of my book publishers (except my company, Kittyfeather Press) has gone out of business or been in breach of contract with me.

Argh!!

Not to mention, those of you who are regular readers of my blog know my personal life was blown to hell in 2011. I burned out twice last year (June and December), and in true SexWitch form recovered in a matter of days both times.

However, as my acupuncture doc is fond of telling me: "Laura, a few days isn't ENOUGH time to recover." Then he tilts his head and gives me that look. I know, I know. Finally, when I wrenched my back...OUCH!...I had to agree.

Now I'm listening to my bod. I obviously need to make changes in 2012 to "unload" this burden of stress and pressure I've been carrying.

Here's the thing. I'm gonna be 55 in April. HORRORS! ~lol~ But when I look at my life I just can't find a reason to push myself inhumanely anymore. My career is in a very solid place and moving along nicely again. My love life rocks, and I'm crazy in love with my Fey mate (swoon).

So I've decided to STOP PUSHING MYSELF. I'm gonna take it easy the rest of this year and enjoy my life.

What does it mean when the high-energy SexWitch "takes it easy"?

Don't worry. I'm not gonna disappear. I'll still be at Twitter, Google+, and Pagan-Place every day and night like I always am. I'll still post on this blog 2-3 times every month like I always do.

But I'm gonna take as much time as I need to finish this next vamp novel. Maybe it will be finished in May, maybe later. But pushing is no fun with one of my novels. They're intensely edited, and that's a lot of work. I don't feel like pushing it anymore. I'd rather take my time. Writing is more fun that way.

Plus, BIG changes are coming in my personal life this year. I gotta make time for that. So I plan to chill and be the Taoist Fey chick that I am. I'm gonna enjoy every moment of the day, enjoy writing my sexy novels, enjoy being in love with an amazing man, and enjoy my crazy life.

Period.

Alrightyyyy, are you ready for some AWESOME news? Those of you who loved my interview with Kat Holmes last year on her "Blog Talk Radio" show will be happy to know we finally set the date for the next one. Woot!! It's this Friday (27th) at 6:00pm.

If you can't tune in, no problem. My next blog post will tell you what happened. I'll post a link so you can hear all the naughty fun we had during that 30 minute show.

I told Kat to surprise me and ask whatever she wants. Uh-oh. Could be about my sexy erotica novels, could be about my crazy personal life, could be about wild sex in the Fey realm, could be about all of the above. Who knows? But one thing is certain. It'll be trashy as hell and a total blast cause...it's ME! My acupuncture doc says he can always tell when I'm in the building cause it suddenly sounds like a party.

True.

That's it for now! Enjoy the pantyless pic of the SexWitch, and let me know what you think about it for the cover of "Deliciously Naughty."

Love you all dearly. You know I do!!!

~massivetacklehugs~

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://alturl.com/yk78e
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Pagan-Place: http://www.pagan-place.com/profile/LauraStamps
Google Plus: http://www.gplus.to/SexWitch

Hot Sexx from the SexWitch!

2012-01-08T18:38:00.000-08:00

Wow, this turned out to be a really long blog post today. But stay with me cause I'll make it worth your while.

I will! ~Fey wink~

But first some news. I'm pleased to announce my smokin hot vamp novel, "A Vampire's Kiss," jumped back on 5 bestsellers lists in Kindle US and Kindle UK on Christmas day. And it's still on a few of those lists. Woot!! Many thanks to my awesome fans and readers. You and your love for Sara and Dray make this possible. You totally rock!!

Then last week I got an email from my paperback publisher, Trytium Publishing. Looks like that wonderful company is going out of biz. That means my only series in paperback, "The Witchery Series" trilogy, is about to go out of print.

Don't worry. That popular series has been in ebook since 2010 with Kittyfeather Press and will remain in ebook.

One of the many things fulltime novelists do is try like hell every year to keep the best of our books in print. Sometimes we can, and sometimes we can't. This is especially true of long-time novelists like me.

In the last 24 years 53 of my books have been published. At this time only 14 of my books are still in print and ebook. I've had many publishers during my long career, and most of them eventually go out of biz.

For 23 years I was exclusively in paperback. In 2010, I went into ebook with Kittyfeather Press, when my big ebook publisher, Forbidden Publications, went out of biz in 2009.

Trytium Publishing is the last of my paperback publishers. This time I won't be looking for another one. I'm happy to be in ebook. I'm happy to be an exclusive Kindle author. And I have more requests from other ebook publishers for new novels of mine than I can handle at this time. So I'm thrilled to become...as of 2012....an ebook-only author.

Yay!

Trytium was the best paperback publisher this lusty Fey chick has ever had. So I'm happy to end my "paperback" career on a positive note. Yeah, like most long-time novelists I've had good paperback publishers, and some really awful ones. Shivers!

Dave at Trytium was by far the best editor I've ever had the privilege of working with. He was the only one who "got" my edgy style of writing and didn't try to tone it down or slow the fast pace of my novels with lots of unnecessary details and filler. I'm proud to say he and I became friends over the years, and we will remain friends after Trytium closes.

In fact, Trytium has offered to make the paperback copies of "The Witchery Series" available to my fans through February 15 on Amazon.

Why? Because those books are about to become collectibles. Really! Dave and I worked very hard to make them gorgeously beautiful inside and out. Plus, the covers feature my paintings. How cool is that?

If you'd like to snap up the last paperback copies of this best-selling series, here are the links on Amazon:

1.) The Witches of Dixie

http://www.amazon.com/Witches-Dixie-Book-One-Witchery/dp/0979841305/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpt_12

2.) What Witches Want

http://www.amazon.com/What-Witches-Want-Book-Witchery/dp/0979841321/ref=pd_bxgy_b_text_b

3.) Call of the Witches

http://www.amazon.com/Call-Witches-Book-Three-Witchery/dp/0979841356/ref=pd_bxgy_b_text_b

Okay, are you ready for some hot sex from the SexWitch?

Alrightyyyy!

In December I was invited by Kelly at the "Books-n-Kisses" blog to participate in her "Winter Holiday" event. When she asked if I had a flash fiction story for my guest post I remembered a piece I had written several years ago for a literary magazine. It was one I could easily tweak to jive with Kelly's winter holiday theme.

So I did it.

To give you a little history, I spent over a decade as a literary fiction writer before I switched to genre fiction. My literary short stories and poems have appeared in over 1000 literary journals, magazines, and university anthologies worldwide.

One of my fav things to write back then was flash fiction. In those days flash fiction was around 500 words. It was great fun to tell a hot story in so few words, and I always loved the challenge.

Turns out this story was a hit on Kelly's blog from the day it premiered on December 21. Who knew? My readers are used to my novels and novellas but not my short fiction. I was thrilled this story did so well for Kelly's December event. So I thought I'd run it on this blog as a New Year's treat for all of you.

See? I told you I'd make this looooooong blog post worth your while. Dontcha love me? ~lusty grin~

Happy sexy reading!!

*************

The Beach House

Laura Stamps (c)

“Dear Goddess, I love sex.” I’m lying on my back, nude on the deck. Bending my knees, I allow a warm ocean breeze to fluff the hair of my drenched pussy.

This afternoon my Fey mate and I arrived in the islands for our winter holiday vacation. When we discovered the wrap-around deck and its sunken hot tub, we laughed. We’ve been playing in it ever since.

Dante slips into the hot tub and runs his hand along my foot and up my silky leg.

"Mmm," I purr, my eyes darkening with lust. "I was born for sex."

He smiles. “You’re definitely a hot piece of ass, love.”

I roll over and crawl toward the hot tub, my small breasts swaying as I move. When I reach the edge I sit and dangle my feet in the bubbling water.

Moving between my knees, Dante grips my hips. His shaft is erect again, the head almost purple with desire.

My legs encircle his waist, and I press my heel against his back, guiding his thick cock home. “Ah, nirvana…” My mind dissolves as he stretches and fills me.

He bends and takes my nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. Then he reaches down and pinches my swollen clit.

Hard.

“Shit!” I scream. My knees squeeze his hips like a vise, while delicious waves of pleasure roll through me.

When I stop panting, I reach back and flatten my hands on the polished floor of the deck, arching my spine to meet each of his languorous strokes. By now his shaft is soaked with my cream as it slides in and out of my hungry cunt.

I thrust my breasts toward him and moan with need. I’m a cat in heat. Dante licks one nipple, and then the other, teasing me again.

There’s a plate of cashew-butter crackers next to us. He selects one and feeds me with his fingers.

“You should eat.” The corner of his mouth lifts in a wicked grin. “It’s gonna be a long night, baby.”

“Oh, really?” Every time he slips a cracker into my mouth, I devour it. My tongue swirls around his finger, and I suck until my cheeks hollow, taunting him.

“You’re a wicked Witch,” he scolds.

I wink at him. “Tell me something I don’t know.”

When I’m full, Dante pushes the plate away and rests his hands on my slim waist. Slowly, he lowers his head and pulls my breast into his mouth. I purr with delight and raise my knees to press against his firm chest, taking his shaft deeper into my greedy pussy.

I exhale and close my eyes. My head drops back. I want to be impaled on his cock forever.

When I open my eyes, I gaze at him and grin. "Fuck me, " I whisper. "Fuck me like you mean it."

Dante laughs. “Happy holidays, love.” He cups my ass in his strong hands and pumps into me fast and hard.

I scream with pleasure. Again.

Oh, how I love this man!

*************

Laura Stamps
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://alturl.com/yk78e
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Pagan-Place: http://www.pagan-place.com/profile/LauraStamps
Google Plus: http://www.gplus.to/SexWitch

My 4th Memoir ("Truly Naughty") is LIVE in the Kindle Store. Woot!

2011-12-27T15:38:00.000-08:00

The last three days have been AWESOME for the SexWitch!

I hope all of you had a fab Christmas and Yuletide weekend. Mine was very good. On Christmas day I ate too much delicious vegetarian food, saw "Sherlock Holmes," came home and napped the rest of the day. I couldn't seem to stay awake. Had to be the blueberry cheesecake I ate for my holiday dinner. Calcium always knocks me on my cute little ass. ;)

That night I discovered "A Vampire's Kiss" jumped back on the Bestsellers lists in the Kindle Store. Woot! Actually, it's on 5 Bestsellers Lists in Kindle US and UK. And it's still working its way up those 5 lists as I write this blog post.

Yay!

Do I have the BEST readers and fans or what? Thank you so much for loving my books and making the SexWitch a happy Fey chick. *happy dance, happy dance*

Then last night I heard from Alex. She had just submitted "Truly Naughty" to the Kindle Store, and by 7:00am today it was live and available to purchase.

Squeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

You are so gonna love "Truly Naughty." It's the 4th book in my "Memoir Series." Yes, that's me in another pair of my leopard-print panties on the cover. *exhibitionist wink*

This memoir is very special to me. It covers the period from February 1, 2010, through October 14, 2011.

You know what that was right? It was the "Crunch Zone" I just barely survived.

By the end of February 2010, I realized my exagent had almost ruined my 23-year career through gross negligence. I kept thinking he was gonna get his act together. The end of February I realized that wasn't gonna happen, so I dumped him the first of March.

This memoir covers that period when I started working like an insane woman 7 days a week til 4:00am to fix his mess, my books went into ebook with Kittyfeather Press in March, I slammed breach of contract in May on the shitty publisher my exagent signed me with, I got all my unpublished books back, and started hitting the bestsellers lists in Kindle in June.

It also covers the period when I gave up on my marriage in January 2011, fell in love with Ken, and took a vacation to Kansas City in June to recover from my first case of burnout. Ken disappeared in July. I thought he dumped me, and I was devastated. My Fey mate helped me pick up the pieces, and showed me how to love again in August.

Then he thought he'd found his soulmate and dumped me. YIKES! Three weeks later he realized he'd made a mistake and came back to ask me for a second chance. I gave it to him...reluctantly. He worked very hard to show me I could trust him, and I fell for him again.

That means even though this memoir covers the most intense moments of my love life and career, it also ends on a very positive note.

As we all know, I burned out again in November. Once again, my Fey mate helped me through. Now I am more peaceful and happy I have been since 2008. Really.

So this is probably the most important memoir in the series cause it covers the highest highs and lowest lows of my life. Yeah, you're gonna LOVE it!!

Also, I should mention the thing I do in my memoirs and on this blog to protect the men in my life. I call ALL of them my "Fey mate." In reality Ken was the only Fey man I have ever loved. The others are not Fey. But calling them all my "Fey mate" is just my way of protecting their true identity.

Knowing that, keep this in mind as you read "Truly Naughty." When I talk about wild sex with my Fey mate from February through July (2011), that's Ken. When I talk about wild sex with my Fey mate from August through October (2011), that's my current guy. ;p

Okay, here's the link in the Kindle store for this fab memoir:

http://www.amazon.com/Truly-Naughty-Erotica-Novelist-ebook/dp/B006QGZNHW/ref=sr_1_17?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1325007868&sr=1-17

Remember you don't need a Kindle to read Kindle books. There are Kindle apps for your phone, computer, tablet, you name it. You will find all that info and the link for the Kindle apps at my books site. Just scroll down a bit to the ordering info on the homepage:

http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com

If you are a Kindle Prime member, you can read "Truly Naughty" FREE in the Kindle Owner's Lending Library. How cool is that?

Okay, I'm outta here so you can read this fab memoir. Enjoy!

*smooches*

What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger

2011-12-16T14:19:00.000-08:00

NO SHIT!

I've heard this cliché all my life and never really "got" it before. That's saying a lot cause I grew up in an abusive family (mental illness, alcoholism, emotional and physical abuse). Yeah, I've known emotional hard times since I was a baby.

But surviving my childhood taught me fierce coping skills. I also believe it molded me into the loving, compassionate woman I am today. I think it's why I go out of my way to love and help others. I know what it's like not to have that in your life.

Still, whenever I heard this cliché my first thought was: "Fuck that shit! Hard times suck. Been there, done that. Gimme the good stuff!"

But after taking incredibly hard hits in every area of my life for almost four years now, I have a confession to make. I finally crumbled in November.

I did.

Even my closest friends didn't know how bad it was with me. Hell, I didn't know. But I could tell I was sinking into another major case of burnout in October, which is why I took a semi-vacay in November.

Then November finished me off. My Fey mate and I sustained several hard hits on our relationship. And Ken's daughters came back into my life with the news of his death.

After that something snapped in me. Instantly, I crashed and burned. I'd been holding on by my fingertips anyway.

Miraculously, the second week of December I rose from the ashes.

I've always been a Taoist Fey chick and lived primarily in the moment because that's all we really own. The past is gone, and the future hasn't happened yet. But after Ken's daughters flowed through my life something broke inside me.

I became entrenched in the moment and couldn't think past it. I lost all attachment to everything and began to float in a sea of numbness.

My Fey mate is the only one who really sensed what was happening with me. He and I spend so much time in the Fey realm having incredible sex we've bonded on a deeper level than I ever could've imagined. Plus, he's an Empath like me.

Still, it's uncanny the way he can sense what I'm feeling the moment I feel it. And, no, he doesn't live close to me. He lives hundreds of miles away in another state.

Every time I would drift too far he could sense it. It worried him, so he would call or text or send me an IM to reach out and pull me back so I wouldn't drift away. Thank the Goddess for that sweet, loving man!

Now I've stopped floating, and I've emerged from that numbing fog.

But I'm not the same chick I was before I crumbled last month. I'm still firmly entrenched in the moment. I've lost many of my former attachments to things. Especially the future. I can't seem to grasp the concept anymore. Strange, isn't it?

My career has recovered from the mess my exagent made of it, and it's better than ever. During my semi-vacay in November I regained my joy for writing. The burnout is gone, and I'm having a blast finishing the next book in "The Manigault Vampires" series.

But a weird thing has happened. I don't give a shit about much of anything anymore. I've always been good about letting irritating things roll off my back. And I've always done my own thing. You've heard me say many times I groove with those who groove with me, and ignore those who don't. That's still true. Only now it's multiplied by 100. Uh-oh. *wicked grin*

After publishing 14 books in 20 months back-to-back with no break in-between and pushing myself to the max, I no longer do that. Or I should say I can't do it. My bod won't cooperate. It just doesn't feel the need anymore.

Don't get me wrong. I'm still a high-energy chick. Even so, I can't rush anymore. In fact, I can't even walk fast. Once again, my bod no longer feels the need. So I walk slower, strut more, enjoy myself, and take my time.

Today, I realized these odd changes make me stronger. Much stronger than I was before. And that's saying a lot since I've always been a tough cookie (even though I'm a sweetie with a big mushy heart). I mean, you have to be tough when you grow up like I did, or you won't survive it.

So here's the deal. Believe it or not, I'm happier than I've been in years. Almost ecstatic. I've regained the soul-deep happiness I had in 2008 before everything in my life went to hell.

I think that's why I don't give a shit anymore. I just do my thing, love all the people I love every day, enjoy my life, and that's good enough for me.

When Ken disappeared I went through a really hard time in July and August. One day the Fey said something to me that was so astounding I made it into a sign and hung it over my desk. They told me:

"It is enough to live in the Happiness of each day."

After they gave me that I tried really hard to do it. I did. But I couldn't. Not completely.

However, I'm definitely doing it now. I finally understand what it means.

Living as deeply entrenched in the moment as I am now will do that to you. So will what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

Damnation. Who knew?!!

*massivetacklehugs*

Laura Stamps
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Pagan-Place: http://www.pagan-place.com/profile/LauraStamps
Google Plus: http://www.gplus.to/SexWitch

Shocking News from the SexWitch. No, You'll Never Guess!

2011-12-10T20:11:00.001-08:00

I hope you're sitting down for this one. If not, don't say I didn't warn you.

Two weeks ago I received probably the most shocking news of my entire life. And it has taken me a few weeks to get to the point where I can tell all of you about it on this blog. What can I say? This is the kind of thing you see in a romantic, tearjerker movie. Not in real life.

Remember this summer when my first ex (Ken) dumped me? Remember how devastated I was because I was so crazy about him?

Well, two weeks ago one of his daughters contacted me. I was shocked to hear from her, but thrilled because I loved all his daughters as if they were my own. However the way he had vanished I never expected to hear from them again either.

Anyway, she and I began emailing. I told her Ken had dumped me and how crushed I had been. She replied, saying she thought someone had told me what happened. Bless her heart! She thought I knew. Over four months later she had to break the news to me.

It turns out Ken didn't dump me or desert me in July. He died.

WHAT?????!!!

Ken was 44, a vegetarian, health nut, ran 10 miles a day, never drank or smoked, worked out, and was gorgeously handsome. He looked like the picture of health.

But he had an aneurysm in July and died instantly. She said it was a shock to everyone.

I've done some research since then and discovered his one addiction (coffee) is probably what killed him. If you drink more than 5 cups every day you do serious damage to the arteries in your brain and heart, and an aneurysm is a real possibility. Ken drank waaaaaaay more than 5 cups every day and had been doing that for decades.

Once I got over the shock I had to grieve...again. It seems I had grieved for the wrong thing this summer. I had grieved because he dumped me. But he didn't dump me. He died. So for the last two weeks I have grieved for the death of this amazing man.

Fortunately, I was blessed with some awesome positives during this time. His three daughters are back in my life, and they are incredible women, whom I adore.

And my Fey mate has been wonderful throughout all of this. He is truly the sweetest man. *swoon*

He was the one who helped me pick up the pieces after Ken disappeared in July. He was the one who restored my faith in myself, which had been shaken to the core by Ken's disappearance. He was the one who gently showed me I can trust a man and love again.

Yeah, he is a treasure, and I'm truly blessed to have him in my life. Have I mentioned lately how much I love him? Well, I do. *wink*

Okay, are you ready for some upbeat news? Yes, I have more news. You know me. The SexWitch's life is never dull. ;P

Thursday night I received an offer from Amazon that was too good for this lusty Fey chick to pass up. I spent the night reading through contracts, and on Friday morning I accepted the deal.

(...drum roll...)

I am now an exclusive Kindle author, and I'm thrilled about it.

YAY!!!

That's right. My ebooks can only be found in the Kindle Store now and nowhere else. They are still $0.99, and anyone can buy them in the Kindle Store. That hasn't changed.

What's new is now they are also "Prime" books. If you are a Prime member at Amazon you can borrow my books at no charge from the Kindle Owner's Lending Library.

Too cool, huh?!

You can read more about this on my books website, which I spent hours updating with this fab news on Friday. If you haven't been there lately, check it out:

http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com

If you're one of my Nook fans, who bought pdfs of my books directly from me, those are no longer available. But don't worry. A Nook is basically an Android tablet, which you can "root" and add the Kindle app for Android. Then you can read Kindle books on your Nook. Alrightyyyy!!!

And that's the thing. There are so many free apps now for Kindle. Almost everyone can read Kindle books. So I'm thrilled to be an exclusive Kindle Author.

YAY!!!

Before I end this blog post I gotta tell you Saturday was a landmark day for me in 2011.

Know why? Cause all hell broke loose in my personal life on New Years Day. And 2011 continued to be a year of extreme highs and lows in that area of my life. The recent news about Ken was no exception.

In fact, I got in the habit of staying in bed for a few minutes every day after I woke up. I did it so I could think about the latest disaster in my personal life, and what the hell I was gonna do about it.

But you know what I thought about on Saturday morning when I woke up?

Nothing.

That's because for the first time this year everything was good. My love life rocks, my personal life is calm for a change, and life is good. I woke up with a happy, clear mind....for the first time...on December 10.

Hey, better late than never, right? lmao!

*smooches*

Laura Stamps
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Pagan-Place: http://www.pagan-place.com/profile/LauraStamps
Google Plus: http://www.gplus.to/SexWitch

My 2011 Naughty Holiday Card

2011-11-27T15:50:00.001-08:00

Happy Holidays, everyone!!!

A helluva a lot has happened to the SexWitch since my last blog post. Whew! December is gonna be full of more news, so I'll tell you all about that in my next blog post.

However this one is dedicated to my ever-popular Naughty Holiday Card.

Yay!!!

If you've been with me for a while, you know every year at this time I create a Naughty Holiday Card. I used to print a limited edition of 100 cards and mail them out to everyone who sent me a snail mail addy.

Last year I decided that wasn't fair to everyone so I started posting it on my blog. That way all my fans and readers can enjoy my delightfully perverted mind during the holidays.

This year I decided to post a card that was a fav when I mailed paper cards years ago. Of course, I get more wicked every year so I couldn't resist updating it. Duh.

Enjoy!!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Twelve Days of X-mas

On the Twelve days of X-mas (as in X marks the G-spot) may your True Love bring to you...

...One thick cock bobbing at attention or one sopping wet pussy (your choice...See how generous I am?)

...Two gift certificates to an online sex shop

...Three passionate kisses

...Four jolts to your libido

...Five erotic dreams

...Six secret admirers

...Seven massages with flavored oil (lick, lick)

...Eight wicked sex toys

...Nine gorgeous bods to ogle (or fuck if you're into a puppy pile ménage...Hey, sounds good to me, let's DO IT!!!)

...Ten extra sex pheromones

...Eleven slooooooooow licks with a naughty tongue

...Twelve nights of smokin hot sex

...and a New Year filled with lots of lust and no regrets (I mean, guilt is such a downer, ya know? *sex-obsessed grin*)

HAPPY HOLIDAYS from the SEXWITCH!

*smooches*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Pagan-Place: http://www.pagan-place.com/profile/LauraStamps
Google Plus: http://www.gplus.to/SexWitch

Where is the LOVE???

2011-11-11T10:49:00.001-08:00

All I can say is I'm glad I'm taking this month off for my semi-vacation (I'm trying! I'm trying!), cause December is gonna be hectic as hell for this SexWitch.

"Truly Naughty" (my 4th memoir) will be coming out soon. As well as December interviews, flash fiction, giveaways, and guest blog posts at the Madame D's Boudoir, Books-n-Kisses, and Silk Labyrinth blogs.

Whew!

Speaking of my semi-vacay, I thought I was doing a lousy job of it. I did. For such an easy-going chick, drama sure likes to nip at my cute little ass. And this month has been full of it. Yeesh!

But last night (the Mourning Moon Esbat) I got a chance to crash and meditate for an hour. Wow, relaxation at last. What's that? *lol*

Naturally, my mind wandered to men, sex, love and relationships. Gee, what a surprise!

Not really. The last two weeks have been kinda intense for me in those areas (don't worry, everything is good now). It seems this has also been true for several of my fans and readers.

Let me explain. Most of the women who are close friends of mine are sexual, sweet, affectionate women with BIG hearts.

Sounds good, huh?

Kinda. If you're a woman with a big heart you tend to give love all day long to everyone around you. It's a natural for us. On the downside, if you're not careful there's nothing left of you at the end of the day. That means we not only need to refuel but also receive love and affection from those we love. This can't be a one-sided thing.

Hey, I know we're supposed to be strong women who love ourselves and take good care of ourselves. And we are. But if you're also an affectionate, sexual woman there's an empty place in your life that can't be filled by anything other than the love and affection of the man you love.

It's true. Sometimes I wish it wasn't. But it is.

Unfortunately, some men tend to take sweet, affectionate, loving women for granted. I mean, we're strong. We're always there when he needs us. We're forgiving. We're compassionate. We're positive. We're always in a good mood.

And because of this, many times we get left behind. Some how, some way we end up last place on our mens' daily list of priorities, which means we get little or no affection in return.

We deserve better treatment. We do!

I've been receiving letters in the last week from women like this. Loving, sexual, sweet, giving women who are lonely as hell in their relationships because the men they love have put them last place on their list of priorities. There's always some crisis or some reason why they can't give the women they "love" the affection and TIME they deserve every day.

As you all know, I've been there myself more than once. It sucks. And not in a good way.

Ladies, we deserve better. We deserve to be recognized for what we are....a treasure! We deserve a man who will put us first place on his list of priorities NO MATTER WHAT.

I don't care how busy or crazy his life is. If he truly loves you he will make room for you every day. And I'm not talking 10 minutes of time. I mean all the time you need...and some...because he loves and values you.

So don't give up!

Do everything you can to make the relationship you're in work. But if it doesn't, don't give up on yourself. There is a man who will spoil you with all the affection you deserve every day.

You've just gotta get out there so he can find you. Or maybe he's been in your life for a while, quietly waiting for you to recognize him. Hey, it happens. *wink*

Love you all dearly. You know I do!!!

*muuuaaahhh*

How Naughty is the SexWitch?

2011-11-03T12:52:00.000-07:00

Verrrrrrry! But who doesn't know that, right? lmao!!

I'm thinking naughty these days cause my 4th memoir, "Truly Naughty," will be coming out soon. If you haven't read my erotic nonfiction "Memoir Series," here are the first three books and links for them in the Kindle store so you can catch up:

1.) Being Naughty ($0.99 in Kindle)

http://www.amazon.com/Being-Naughty-Erotica-Novelist-ebook/dp/B003WEA0G0/ref=sr_1_8?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1320270512&sr=1-8

2.) Still Naughty ($0.99 in Kindle)

http://www.amazon.com/Still-Naughty-Erotica-Novelist-ebook/dp/B0045OUI0O/ref=pd_sim_kinc_1?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2

3.) Always Naughty ($0.99 in Kindle)

http://www.amazon.com/Always-Naughty-Erotica-Novelist-ebook/dp/B004LGTR5S/ref=pd_sim_kinc_2?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2

This "Memoir Series" is made up of the best posts from this blog. It's a fun series to read cause it's packed with HOT sex (well, it is my life *lol*). But it also chronicles the ups and downs of my marriage to an Uber Alpha man (that's the hysterically funny part), as well as how my career has progressed since this blog was started in the summer of 2008 on LiveJournal (that's the crazy part).

What can I say? My life is wilder than fiction. Always has been, always will be, always changing...for the BETTER!! *wink*

In other news, I'm trying to relax more now that I've taken the month of November off for a kinda semi-vacation. Ya know, my quest to get a life again.

What have I done so far?

I've cut back on my computer time. Yay! My Yule cards are finished. I decided to hand-make the ones I snail mail this year. Don't worry. I'll still post my "Naughty Holiday Card" for all of you to read on this blog in December.

And my love life with my yummy Fey mate is better than ever. I do LOVE that man!! *swoon*

However, something really cool happened last week. When I went to my acupuncture doc in September I asked him why the sides of my feet behind my ankles were hurting. Especially when I run that first mile every night.

He told me it was my Achilles tendon. He said this is a common ailment for long distance runners. Seems when my running got up to 15 miles per week it put extra pressure on that area, and I developed Achilles tendonitis.

Eeeeeeeeeek!

He showed me two stretches to do, and they helped. But a week later I was still in so much pain I decided to see what I could find on the web. Surely, there are exercises to strengthen the Achilles tendon, right?

What I found was fascinating. It turns out you get Achilles tendonitis not from stress on those tendons but from stress on the lower calf muscle, which sends fluid down into the Achilles tendon and makes it swell and hurt. Wow. The pain is not on the back of your heel where the tendon is, but on the sides of your foot behind your ankle.

Hmmm.

So I found some sports medicine exercises that were supposed to heal this up in a week. Yeah, that would be a miracle.

One involved a rolling pin. I don't bake, so I dashed out the next day and bought a wooden one from Target. Only to discover there are splinters in a wooden rolling pin.

Yikes!! Who knew?

So I covered it with a tube sock, and it works fab now. That exercise is kinda cool. You roll your calf back and forth across it. The first time I did it I was shocked how many painful knots were in my lower calf muscle. Afterwards you take your fingers and move the fluid up the tendon and back into the lower calf.

I also found an exercise that involved the stairs in my house. That exercise felt good, too. Not as good as boinking on the stairs. But nothing feels as good as boinking, right? *wink*

I did these exercises every day before and after I ran, and then wrapped ice around my ankles for 20 minutes afterwards while I made dinner. I also cut my running down from 3 miles/day to one mile/day. It was just too painful to do more. In fact, it hurt so much to run I thought I'd be stuck at one mile/day for months.

But guess what? A week later the tendonitis was 99% healed.

WOOT!

And now I'm back up to running 2.5 miles/day, 6 days/week with no pain. That's my 15 miles per week again.

WOOT!

Yeah, the SexWitch is having a blast on her semi-vacation. I'm also planning some day trips. I had planned a road trip to visit friends in Georgia, but that one had to be rescheduled for the future.

I also discovered I had no leopard-print panties in my panty drawer.

HORRORS!

They'd all gotten so old I tossed the last pair a few weeks ago. So I bought more at the mall. Leopard-print and black lace. Yummmm!

Oh, and you'll be happy to know I've stopped fighting Winter. I have. Once again this hot weather chick has realized Winter and cold weather are gonna come no matter how much I wish they would STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!!

I should put Daylight Savings Time in that category too. Not fond of it either.

But Winter is gonna come no matter how much I protest. So I found a cute blue jean blazer in the back of my closet I'd bought for booksignings a few years ago and had forgotten. Alrightyyyy! I bought a leopard print fleece scarf at Target for $12.99. And some leopard-print gloves at TJMax for $12.99.

And now I'm ready for winter. Kinda. Maybe. NOT!!!! *wink*

Truly Naughty. Yes, I am!!

2011-10-24T11:24:00.000-07:00

Drum roll, please!!!!!!

On Saturday afternoon I finished the 4th book in the "Memoir Series" (Truly Naughty), and emailed it to Alex along with the book info and my panty pic choice for the cover of this smokin hot book. Now Alex can do her design magick, and this HAWT, 177-page memoir should be published in November or December by Kittyfeather Press.

WOOT! Time to celebrate. And I've got lots of reasons.

First, this is my last book deadline for 2011, so I can have a life now (more about that later).

Second, this memoir is not only full of sex (Dear Goddess, it's HOT!!), but it also covers that period when everything crashed for me with the exagent. It starts on February 1, 2010, and ends on October 14, 2011. Sooooooo much changed for me in my career and love life during that time.

What a mess! I had to work just about every day of that 20-month period to fix it. After almost two years of this grueling schedule I have no idea what day it is anymore. Yikes!

So it's not only a hot and hysterically funny read, but it's also a victorious book. By the end of this memoir the SexWitch rises from the ashes on her Fey wings to rebuild her life and career better than ever.

Can you say "V" for Victory? Yay!!

The pic I chose for the cover is the panty shot that illustrates this blog post. What do you think of it? I chose it because this pic got a good response on Facebook. Plus, we all know how much I adore my leopard print panties.

BTW, this pair matches two of my bras (love the lime green lace!). Okay, I wear a bra when I absolutely HAVE to. Otherwise my breasts go commando. What can I say? It makes my naughty nipples happy. ~wicked wink~

Third (yes, I'm still counting, but you know how easily distracted I am), this book means I'm back on my regular publishing schedule again. Alrightyyyy! Before the exagent disaster I made sure my publishers published at least two books of mine every year, so my fans wouldn't have to go too long without a new read from me. One always came out in the spring, and another in the fall.

But the exagent blew that schedule all to hell. Because of him, I went 16 months without a new book being published. HORRORS! Then when I dropped him, Kittyfeather Press published 14 books of mine in 13 months. That's how many books of mine had been waiting, waiting, waiting to be published in ebook.

Whew!

This year "A Vampire's Kiss" came out in the spring. And now "Truly Naughty" will come out in the fall. I'm back on schedule. BTW, for those of you waiting for the next vamp novel, "A Vampire's Desire" will come out in the spring of 2012.

What do I love about this publishing schedule? That's easy. It gives me a life! And I really need that. So I'm gonna take the rest of this month and all of November off. I'll still be at Twitter and Pagan-Place every day. I'll still post once a week on this blog. But I'm not gonna work on my books.

I need to take the time to remember what it's like to have a life. I mean, I haven't read any books for fun. I've only read business books. I haven't watched TV or seen a movie since 2010. Pitiful! So I'm gonna take the time to do that. I'm also gonna take a few day trips and overnight trips and visit friends. And I'm gonna get offline every night at midnight, so I can catch up on my sleep, since I'm totally sleep-deprived at this point.

Those are my plans. Let's see if this vampy chick can actually do it. ~lol~

Seriously though, I'm gonna give it a helluva try. I've been talking with one of my Protectors, and I don't like how "busy" my life has become. I'm a Taoist Fey chick, and I need open spaces in my day. Ya know, time to breathe and do nothing. I've gotta simplify my life. Ever since I signed with my exagent in 2009 I've been rushing all day and all night and always behind. Not fun.

In other news, my social site (Pagan-Place) is rocking!!! If you're Pagan or Pagan-friendly come over and join in the fun. Here's my page to friend me: http://www.pagan-place.com/profile/LauraStamps

As for my love life....swoon....things are better than ever with my hunky Fey mate. I just told one of my Twitter buds he's everything I need: oversexed, damn good in bed, sweet, kind, affectionate, romantic, poetic, and all heart. Sunday morning I came back from the spirit realms exhausted from so many Os and sexual positions. I could barely move. Okay, he likes to surprise me, and we're both verrrrrrrry athletic.

Yeah, this SexWitch is definitely in LOVE. ~more swooning~

Samhain is coming up next week (Monday). Pagans celebrate eight Sabbats (holidays) in the wheel of our year. The two biggies are Samhain (Halloween) and Beltane (May Day).

However, we consider Samhain to be the most important Sabbat of the year. Samhain is the Celtic-Gaelic word that means "summer's end," when the final harvest of the year is gathered. For Pagans the New Year begins on November 1 (rather than January 1).

Samhain is a celebration Sabbat. And this SexWitch definitely has a HUGE harvest to celebrate this year: I got my life back!!!

Speaking of Samhain and Halloween, I'm one of the featured authors at "The Feast of Screams" bash at the Paper Cut Reviews blog this week. You can read my guest blog post about Samhain, as well as the first chapter of "A Vampire's Kiss." There's also a giveaway. Three of my ebooks will be given to three lucky winners. Too cool! Check it out:

http://papercut-reviews.blogspot.com/2011/10/feast-of-screams-october-19th-guest.html

That's it for now, sweeties. I'll let you know when "Truly Naughty" goes live in the Kindle Store and in pdf on my book site.

In the meantime, this SexWitch plans to groove on life, simplify, do some traveling, and jump my yummy Fey mate in the spirit realms every freakin night...

Let the FUN begin!!!

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist

(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Pagan-Place: http://www.pagan-place.com/profile/LauraStamps

The SexWitch is in LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!

2011-10-13T15:32:00.000-07:00

It's true. This SexWitch is in LOVE!!!!

In fact, it's so obvious even my local friends can tell. When Chris picked up my computer on Saturday (more about that later), he said he hasn't seen me this happy in years.

And when Flori saw me later that day, she shocked me by stopping in the middle of our conversation, throwing up her hands, and saying not only was I absolutely radiant but I looked even younger than I usually do.

Wow, gotta love her, ya know? ~lol~

Anyway, I give all the credit to my sweet, sexy Fey mate. We're crazy in love, and the SexWitch is glowing with happiness these days. Yes, I am!!

Okay, back to Chris. On Friday night my beloved Acer laptop suddenly started sounding like a lawnmower. Eeeek!

As you know, I didn't write a blog post last week cause I wanted to finish the rewrite of the first draft of the new vamp novella. That went faster than I thought, and I finished all 17 chapters in 3 days. Woot!

Then I took 4 nights off from my running to clean my house. It looks sooooo GOOD now! But while I was dusting my office my computer started doing the lawnmower thing. ROARRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!

Hey, all I did was pick it up, dust under it, and gently set it back down.

I can't say I was too surprised at its protest. When Chris worked on it in August I had asked him about the tiny vibrating noise it was making. He said it was the fan. Naturally, when it started roaring at me I thought I needed a fan replacement, and so did he.

Chris picked up my computer on Saturday afternoon and brought it back on Monday. Turns out it didn't need a new fan after all. It just needed to be cleaned out (a good dusting) and a few loose screws tightened. Now it purrs just like a laptop should.

Alrightyyyy!

In the meantime, I could do 90% of my computer stuff on my iphone. And as I was lying in bed working on my iphone I came to a decision.

All of you know how I've been trying to find a way to slow down the hectic, hamster-wheel pace of my life. Well, I figured out another tweak I can make in my work schedule that will help that dream become a reality.

A few days before my computer went wonky Nyx and her brilliant techy hubby (Master Einstin) switched the software for our Pagan social site. Nyx also changed the name and url from Pagan-Playground to Pagan-Place.

I gotta say the site totally rocks now. The new look is GORGEOUS!!!

And the change in this site led me to my decision. Since no one has been able to clone me, and since I've had so much trouble at Facebook this year, and since Google+ got crazy weird for me after membership was opened to the public in September, I've decided to limit my presence on the web to Twitter and Pagan-Place.

Just those two sites. Seriously.

Yeah, I'll still have the fan page at FB and the page at G+. But I'm not hanging out there. Now I will be at Twitter and Pagan-Place, and that's it.

The brilliance of this decision is that it gives me more time to write every day. And it makes it possible for me to have a personal life again. Wow, it's been over 2 years since I had one of those. I can barely remember what that's like.

Pitiful, I know.

Okay, let me tell you a little about Pagan-Place. It's for Pagans. But it's also for people of all faiths who are friends of Pagans (Pagan-friendly). Yes, we have some open-minded Christians. It's also for anyone who is a "seeker" and curious to learn more about the Pagan path.

Nyx and I have always made sure the flamers, ego-maniacs, troublemakers, and nasty people stay out. So what you have at PP is a bunch of really nice members who are Pagans or Pagan-friendly.

Here's the link to my page at Pagan-Place. Check it out:

http://www.pagan-place.com/profile/LauraStamps

If you like what you see, come join me at PP. We have blogs, forums, groups, chats, etc. It's the coolest place. Kinda like a Pagan-friendly version of FB and MySpace.

How about that? I'm actually doing it.

Slowly but surely I'm creating a better life for myself out of the disasters of the last 3 years. Yay!

My love life has gone from depressing to an absolute miracle. My Fey mate has been chasing me for 7 months, and I'm so blessed he didn't give up til he finally caught me. ~swoon~

My career has been awesome since I fixed the ex-agent mess of 2009-2010.

But I'm still working too damn hard and waaaaaay too much. My goal is to create a more humane work schedule for myself that will give me time every day to talk with my fans, write my novels, AND have a personal life. Cutting my social networking back to Twitter and Pagan-Place is definitely a wise step in that direction.

See? Miracles do happen. And the SexWitch is living proof. Again.

Stay tuned!! ~witchy wink~

How the SexWitch Got Her Groove Back

2011-09-27T19:15:00.000-07:00

I did. I finally found my "groove" again. Yay!

I realized yesterday I'm totally in love with my life. It still needs major tweaking cause I'm working too damn hard. But I'm in love with it all the same.

I love my readers/fans. I love my career. The exagent mess from 2010 is fixed, and things are going great again. I'm even taking weekends slower and relaxing more. Shocking news, I know. Well, I still work on Saturdays and Sundays but not at the hectic, hamster-wheel pace of my weekdays.

I absolutely LOVE my love life again! My hunky Fey guy (my second ex) and I are doing really well this time. He's the sweetest, most wonderful, passionate man. He's everything I could ever want in a man...and more. Really.

Sex in the Fey realm with him is AWESOME. In fact he surprised me last night with a treat. He brought in 3 of his tantra buddies to "play" with us. Yeah, he gave me 4 men last night. WOW. This SexWitch is definitely in love again with this incredible man. *swoon*

Know what all this means? It means you don't have to worry about me anymore, my fab readers/fans. It's been a helluva stressful 18 months for my career and my personal life, but I'm finally doing really well. You can all breathe a sigh of relief now. No kidding. ;)

Part of my happiness is due to a big change I had to make. You all know about the trouble I've had with Facebook for the last month. I've blogged a little about it here. Basically, it's been 4 weeks of insanity for me, starting with FB locking me out because I receive too much fan mail in the form of PMs at my personal page.

So I had to move to my fan page, where I have no PM privileges and no friend invite privileges. Then FB spent 7 days making changes to the fan pages that kept many of us from posting unless we went back to our personal page accounts.

Huh?

After 4 weeks of this insanity I said "Fuck this shit!" and began spending most of my time at Google Plus. And guess what? I discovered something: I absolutely ADORE Google+. It's like nirvana for me. Who knew? *lol*

I've been a member since the first week of August when Google+ was only 3 weeks old. I've always liked it, and I adore the app for my iphone. But since I've been hanging out there during this FB mess I've become a huge fan of the site.

Hey, you know me. I don't give a shit about trends or what's cool or following the crowd. I only hang out at the big social media sites that allow me to be my chatty, lusty self and network with my readers/fans the way I want to. Twitter allows me to do that, which is one reason you can always find me there.

Turns out Google+ allows me to do that, too.

So that's what this blog post is about. I'm not hanging out at FB all day and night like I used to. Now I'm at Google+.

If you're not familiar with it, Google+ is a lot like FB used to be before FB got so techy and complicated. In fact, I think Google+ is better than FB ever was.

Privacy is a big deal at Google+. You have to put the people you friend into "circles" which are just lists. Then every time you post something you choose which lists can see your post. There is no word limit on status updates. I love that because it means I can say more to you. I can also network with my readers/fans one-on-one like I used to at FB before they started slamming me. Best of all there aren't a bunch of apps and games to clutter up your wall.

Alrightyyyy! *happy dance*

If you're not at Google+, dash over there now and add me to your circles. It went public last week, so you no longer need an invite to get in.

https://plus.google.com/102218318917735738354/posts?hl=en

How good is Google+? Well, besides me being there all the time now (lol), it was launched as a test in July by invitation only. It just went public, and there are already 50 million members, and lots of Pagans. No, I'm not kidding. The site is that good.

So come see me at Google+, and we'll talk like we used to at FB.

You'll love it. I promise!

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The Life of a Sexual Sorceress

2011-09-20T14:45:00.000-07:00

BIG NEWS: My second ex is back in my life as of last Monday, which means I can no longer call him an ex. Yum!

What he told me is he couldn't stop loving me. Even though he tried. And he couldn't get me out of his heart and head. Even though he tried. So he's decided to give up the struggle and go with it.

Yay! Color me delightfully shocked.

But everything that's happened in my life since last Monday (the Harvest Moon Esbat) has been shocking and a harvest of one kind or another.

All I can say is: "Harvest, come to me, darlin, it's been a helluva year....!"

Okay, back to my love life. This means he and I are exploring our relationship again and making major whoopee in the Fey realm at night. *lick, lick*

As I've explained to all my best girlfriends....um....I just can't help myself. The man is an Ancient and the best lover I've ever had in the Fey realm. And he's full Fey, which means he's GORGEOUS! Let me tell you right now this Otherkin Fey chick swoons over a full Fey man. Especially this one. Especially since he's one of my Fey mates.

In the Earth realm he's taught tantra and tantric yoga for decades. What he can do with is fingers, lips, tongue, and cock is wicked hot. And this SexWitch is totally addicted to sex with this very sweet, wonderful man. Yeah, I'm crazy about him again and totally luuuuuuuust for him 24/7.

Believe it or not, all this drooling is leading into the subject of this blog post. Really, it is.

In "Call of the Witches" I made Maylene a sorceress. This she knows. But what she doesn't know is that she's also a sexual sorceress.

Lots of you have asked me about the hours of incredible sex I have in the Fey realm every night. Okay, here's an example of how real it feels in my Earth realm body.

Sit back and enjoy this sexual sorcery scene from "Call of the Witches," a sizzling erotic romance novel. Now you know what the SexWitch is doing every night when she flies into the Fey realm. *lusty wink*

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(an excerpt from "Call of the Witches: Book Three of the Witchery Series")

CHAPTER 14: Pillow Talk

That night as she turns out the light in the bathroom and crawls under the quilt on her bed, Maylene’s thoughts stray to Blaine and their late lunch.

Blaine insisted she keep all the food left over from their picnic on the porch, which consisted of several sandwiches and half the melon balls. She couldn’t refuse, knowing how much he enjoys cooking for his friends and giving away the harvest from his garden. After he left she put everything in the refrigerator and washed the plastic containers to return to him later.

Apollo meows loudly, jumping up on the bed to nestle in his favorite spot against her feet. He immediately begins to groom himself, bumping his head against her foot as he washes his belly.

She giggles, thinking if Blaine had allowed himself to come inside she could have washed his plastic containers and given them back to him before he left. On the other hand, he probably wouldn’t have left. Looks like she’s not the only one struggling with this crazy sexual attraction they have for one another.

Maylene sighs, thinking the last few months of her celibacy vow are going to feel longer than the first twenty-two. Good thing she didn’t meet this sexy Green Witch last year. She never would have remained celibate.

Instead Blaine politely declined her second invitation to come in, choosing to remain out on the porch where it was safer for both of them. He said he would pick up the containers the next time they see each other, whenever that might be.

“What a sweet guy,” she murmurs, reaching over to turn off the lamp on the nightstand. The bedroom is plunged into darkness, and she pulls the quilt up over her shoulders, wiggling deeper beneath the sheet.

“We have so much in common,” she whispers, yawning as she thinks about how they both grew up in alcoholic families, they’re both Wiccans, and they’ve both had to work hard to overcome crippling emotional issues like co-dependency. “Noelle was right. For the first time in my life I’m attracted to a good, decent guy who has no obvious problems. That is an improvement.”

Maylene yawns again, while Apollo rolls over, dragging himself up to curl behind her back. After a few minutes she drifts into a deep, relaxing sleep.

* * *

Later, a stroking sensation on her back awakens her. “Stop washing yourself, Apollo,” she scolds sleepily, thinking the tabby must be bumping her again as he grooms his coat. “You woke me up.”

Moving away from him, she opens her eyes for a moment, noticing the room is no longer completely dark. Now a soft glow from the lamp on the nightstand tosses long shadows across the room.

“I thought I turned that light off,” she mumbles, rolling over to check the lamp and glance at the clock to see how long she’s been asleep.

“Eek! What are you doing in my bed?” she shrieks.

"Sweetheart, you called me here,” Blaine replies, lying next to her, his hair loosely fanned across the pillow and spilling over his shoulders.

“I did not!” Maylene protests, rising up on her elbow to glare at him, until she realizes she is no longer wearing a nightgown or panties. She quickly collapses and pulls the sheet up to her neck. “Yikes!”

Blaine chuckles. “Relax, Maylene, this is just a dream.”

He reaches over and rubs her arm, trying to calm her. With Apollo nowhere in sight she knows it must have been Blaine who woke her, stroking her back.

“What are you doing in one of my dreams again?” Maylene asks, trying to sound irritated, even though her arm tingles delightfully wherever he touches it. When her eyes rest on the soft hair curling across his chest and the sheet draped over his hips, she realizes he isn’t wearing anything either, and her breath catches.

“Making love to you,” Blaine responds, dipping his head to brush his lips lightly across hers.

“We can’t make love, because I’m not in love,” she murmurs, enjoying the tenderness of his lips.

“Maybe you’re not, sweetheart. But I am.”

“You can’t be…” she protests.

“Shh,” Blaine responds, teasing her lips with his tongue.

“Are you sure this is a dream?” she asks, hoping it’s true. Heat pours off of him, warming the sheets and whirling her hormones into a frenzy.

“Positive.”

Maylene sighs with relief. “Okay, if this is a dream then I intend to enjoy myself,” she whispers, throwing caution to the wind and nuzzling his neck, inhaling his earthy scent, that strangely wonderful fragrance that always clings to him. “No harm in that, right?”

“Absolutely.” Blaine lifts her face, weaving his hands through her long scarlet hair as he plunges his tongue into her mouth, kissing her thoroughly.

Maylene’s hands slide around his neck. “I’ve wanted you so badly, Blaine,” she confesses against his lips, pressing her body to his, feeling the lean muscles of his chest crushing her breasts, his growing erection teasing her stomach. “It’s really been difficult.”

“I know, sweetheart.” Blaine throws back the covers and gathers her breasts in his hands. “It’s been tough for me, too.” Scooting down, he breathes lightly over each one, his warm breath sending erotic tremors straight to her sex.

Maylene whimpers and arches her back, moaning with pleasure, while he flicks his tongue around the hard buds of each nipple, nipping and teasing. Slowly he takes one breast into his mouth, suckling it deeply before turning his attention to the other.

Writhing, Maylene pants like a cat, unable to think clearly, her thighs damp with her own juices. Sex with her other boyfriends was never like this. Usually it was fast, familiar, and over before she realized it. But this sensual Green Witch obviously likes to take his time, and the effect on her libido is maddening. She craves a certain part of his body so intensely she can hardly breathe.

Blaine pulls back, licking his lips. “You have beautiful breasts, Maylene,” he whispers gruffly. “Why do you hide them under baggy t-shirts?”

“Because I think they’re too big,” Maylene whispers, barely able to speak as he slowly drags his thumbs back and forth across her taut nipples. “I’m a short person with a short waist, and they make me look top-heavy. I look much better if I hide them.”

“Hmm, I disagree.” Blaine dips his head and plants hot kisses between her swollen breasts. “I want to devour you,” he breathes, winking at her.

Moisture dribbles down Maylene’s thighs when Blaine leaves her breasts, kisses a line across her flat stomach, and playfully nips her hipbones. Her clit throbs desperately from the fire blazing between her legs, and all she can think about is wrapping her fingers around his long, silky shaft.

Blaine moves off the bed, gently pulling her with him toward the end of the mattress. He pushes her knees up and apart, and bends over, flicking his tongue along the inside of her thigh. But before he can move any further, she sits up, reaches down, and cups the weight of him, forcing him to straighten up.

“Oh,” Blaine says, sucking in his breath sharply.

Maylene smiles as she gently runs her short nails across his balls, pulling him closer. She slides both hands down the sides of his delectable cock, loving the look of his thick, rosy shaft, thinking it’s one of the most gorgeous sights she’s ever seen. It jerks in her hands from the attention, and she bends down to rub her cheeks against its soft skin.

“Not before I devour you first,” she purrs, grinning wickedly, while looking up at him.

Giving Blaine no time to protest, she kisses the shiny, helmet-shaped head, savoring its sweet, salty taste. Another glistening drop rolls out of its tip, and she runs her finger through it. Slipping her finger into her mouth, she licks her lips and then kisses his flat stomach when he groans.

“You’re driving me crazy, sweetheart,” he breathes, his hands gripping her shoulders, tremors shaking his legs.

“Good.” She runs her tongue up the sensitive skin beneath his shaft and then covers the head with her lips, slowly taking all of his meaty thickness into her mouth.

Blaine cries out and knots his fingers in her hair as she sucks him slowly, up and down, tickling his sweet spot with her tongue. His hips rock toward her, and she slips her hand between his legs, cupping him again, squeezing gently.

“Dear Goddess!” Blaine shouts and pulls back. “Maylene, you’ve got to stop. I’ll never last.”

Maylene releases his succulent cock and lets it pop out of her mouth, giggling as she falls back on the bed.

“You’re such tease, sweetheart,” Blaine says, breathing raggedly.

“No, I’m not.” Grinning, she narrows her eyes, looking directly at his rigid shaft. “It’s not my fault you’re too delicious to resist.”

Blaine shivers under her intent gaze and shakes his head. “You’re full of surprises tonight.”

“So are you,” she purrs, realizing she never grows weary of looking at him. His long, honey-brown hair lies tousled across his shoulders. He stands at the foot of the bed, his sinewy muscles lean and tanned. A sexy grin curls his lips while he watches her devour his body with her eyes.

“You have no idea.” Blaine winks at her and kneels at the end of the bed, his erection bobbing. He pushes her knees up and back again. “Now it’s my turn.”

Blaine leans forward and kisses her tenderly on the inside of each thigh before parting the short scarlet curls covering her mound.

“You’re so wet,” he whispers, blowing on her sex, his hot breath shaking her with a tremor of anticipation. He parts her tender folds with his thumbs and begins to tease her with long, slow licks.

Maylene cries out and clutches the sheets, when he slips his tongue into her channel, while rolling her swollen clit between his finger and thumb. It feels as if butterfly wings are stroking her in sweet spots she didn’t even know existed. He whirls her so fast toward a hard climax that she screams when it slams into her with spasms of intense pleasure.

Blaine straightens up and lifts her hips to his waist, entering her quickly, groaning with delight as he thrusts forward.

“Ah, this is good,” he murmurs, pumping with slow, steady strokes while he holds her hips up, the muscles in his arms and legs forming tight bands.

Maylene gasps at the sensation of him filling her when she’s still convulsing from her first orgasm. She wraps her legs around his waist, watching as he holds her hips above the bed, thrusting into her, prolonging her release.

“Yes,” she hums, panting as she feels the tingle of another orgasm approaching. “Faster.”

Blaine bends over and captures her mouth, his tongue stroking hers, while he continues to thrust leisurely.

“No!” Maylene exclaims when he straightens up and pulls out, lowering her hips to the bed. “Stay in me,” she pleads.

Blaine chuckles and bends over. “Patience, sweetheart,” he murmurs, kissing her hungrily. She wraps her arms around his neck and holds him to her for a moment, her tongue dancing passionately with his.

Giving her one last kiss, he slips out of her embrace, reaches across the bed, and grabs a pillow. Turning her over, he positions the pillow under her stomach and then lifts her hips, parting her legs with his thighs.

When he bends over and enters her again she shrieks at the enhanced sensation of him filling her deeply, rhythmically stroking the tiny pleasure point at the front of her channel.

“You have such beautiful hair, Maylene,” Blaine whispers, bending over her, nuzzling the damp strands of long scarlet hair draped across the nape of her neck.

He balances on one hand to keep most of his weight off her, while his other hand travels over her stomach and down to her mound, massaging her clit as he slowly fills her again and again. His hair slides over her back like strands of silk, tormenting her skin with yet another sensual sensation.

“Oh, this feels so good,” she moans, his deep thrusts and talented fingers spinning her toward heights of ecstasy she’s never experienced before. She swallows, her throat dry from excessive panting and pleasure, thinking this Green Witch obviously knows what he’s doing.

“Faster,” she pleads, caught up in a sudden wave of need so sharp her hips begin to buck against him. “Harder.”

Blaine picks up his pace and slams into her sex, his thrusts twice as strong. She can hear him breathing raggedly over her shoulder, making the kind of sounds that tell her he is about to finish, too.

Maylene shrieks at the force of the next orgasm. Her body shudders under its release, as ripples of blinding pleasure reduce her to a liquid, placid state. Her pulsing sheath grips Blaine like a fist, clasping and squeezing, throwing him over the edge as well.

“Dear Goddess!” he groans, his teeth clenched while he spasms, spilling into her.

He wraps his arms around Maylene’s waist, hugging her to him and rolling over on the bed. Slick with sweat, they lay spooned together, breathing heavily, his shaft still pulsing inside her, his seed seeping down the inside of her thighs.

A few minutes later, Maylene stretches, wiggling against Blaine’s chest. “I’m exhausted,” she announces weakly, reaching back to tangle her fingers in his hair.

Blaine laughs and nuzzles her cheek, moving one hand up her silky stomach to cup her breast.

“You’re the most erotic man I’ve ever known,” she purrs, deeply satisfied.

“Thank you, ma’am,” he whispers, nibbling her ear.

“And the most polite.” Maylene snuggles into the crook of his neck. “Where did you learn how to do that?”

“Do what?”

“You know. All of that.” She waves her hand in the air, referring to his sexual technique. “You were amazing.”

He chuckles. “I was married once, remember?”

“Lucky woman,” Maylene purrs, closing her eyes and slipping into a tunnel of comforting darkness.

* * *

She awakens with a start.

Her bedroom is dark, no lamplight casting shadows, and she hears Apollo snoring softly, sleeping on the pillow next to hers. As her eyes adjust to the murky room she can see the sheets are tangled around her. A delicious soreness throbs between her moist, sticky thighs.

“Oh, no,” she exclaims, clawing damp hair away from her flushed cheeks when she remembers what she did with Blaine in this second dream.

“Dear, Artemis! What’s happening to me?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

BTW, if you'd like to read more of "Call of the Witches" you can find it in the Kindle Store for $0.99:

http://www.amazon.com/Call-Witches-Three-Witchery-ebook/dp/B004GXAYOO/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&s=digital-text&qid=1296796348&sr=1-9

Enjoy!!

*smooches*

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Boinking Hunky Vamps & Otherkin. Yum!

2011-09-12T20:25:00.000-07:00

Get ready! This blog post packed with all kinds of yummy news. *wink*

First, I'm happy to announce I'm returning to my regular editing schedule this week. Remember how it was when I edited "A Vampire's Kiss" in the spring? I disappeared from the web for 5-6 hours on Mon/Wed/Fri to edit.

Well, I'll be starting that schedule again on Wednesday to get this awesomely HAWT new vamp novella finished and published, hopefully by the end of the year. BTW, you're gonna love "A Vampire's Desire." I can't tell you how pleased I am with the first draft. Troy is unlike any hero I have ever created. Really. If I had to describe him in one word it would be "commanding." *sex-obsessed wink*

Now for more awesome news. Guess what? Alex found the perfect domain for my new website, and I bought it last week. I should know more in December. Then Alex can begin designing it in 2012. That means the SexWitch will finally have a permanent site for her books again.

Yay!

Long story short, last August I left the website my exagent built for me in 2009 (he still owns it). I've been in transition ever since, using the Blogger site as a temporary home for all the info about my books. Alex and I have been trying to find a place for my Laura Stamps website where censors won't constantly be nipping at my cute little ass. She found it this month, and I snapped it up last week.

Yay!

In other news, as you all know from my blog post last week, I moved from my personal page at Facebook to my "Laura Stamps" fan page. Then I announced I would make my personal page private on September 15th.

However, since I wanna begin editing the novella on Wednesday I've decided my personal page will become private as soon as this blog post goes live tonight. I love the symbolism of doing it during the Harvest Moon Esbat, don't you?

So if you you're at FB and you haven't "Liked" my fan page yet, dash over there and do it now:

https://www.facebook.com/sexwitch

After almost two weeks of hanging out at my fan page I've gotta say I really like it. My plan is for the wall of my fan page to be just as active as the wall of my personal page used to be. So far the stats on it are going through the roof. Good news for sure. And we're already having a blast over there, which makes me a very happy Fey chick.

One side effect of this Facebook move is that I've had more time to hang out at Google Plus. It's much like Facebook, except there are no games or apps. Just really good conversation running through my timeline every day. I like it a lot, can you tell? *grin*

Some people say G+ will eclipse Facebook in the same way Facebook eclipsed MySpace. I dunno. But I adore all the fab Pagans and fans of my novels I've met there. If you're at Google Plus add me to one or more of your circles:

https://plus.google.com/102218318917735738354/posts

Finally, I wanna wish everyone a happy Harvest Moon Esbat. Mine started with an awesome ritual after midnight last night. And ended with a bang. Literally.

Okay, I have a new lover in the Fey realm, a hunky Otherkin Vulture. Oh, my. The man is as insatiable and energetic as I am, not to mention he navigates those realms so easily he comes and gets me in the Earth realm before I can even fly into the Fey realm. Wow! Gotta love a man who is that impatient to fuck the SexWitch, ya know?

*purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....*

In fact, he just texted and said he has some "new tricks" to show me tonight. Oh, my.

*more purrrrrrrrrrrring....*

Happy Harvest Moon Esbat, everyone!

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
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The SexWitch vs. Facebook. Yikes!

2011-09-05T15:44:00.000-07:00

If you're at Facebook you probably heard what I went through there last week. Yeesh!

All I can say is when the Goddess gives me a sign, sometimes it's subtle. Other times she climbs into a cosmic dump truck and flattens my cute little ass. Yikes! And that's exactly what happened to me at Facebook last week. Twice.

Tuesday evening after my weekly blog post went live I posted about it on FB, like I always do. Then I worked through my notifications and accepted a bunch of friend invites. Like I always do.

Then I tackled new messages (PMs) in my inbox. Like I always do. But the minute I answered and sent the first one....BAM!....I was locked out of FB.

Huh?

A message popped up from FB, saying they had locked my account for my safety. Huh? Basically, they locked me out of FB, both my personal page and my "Laura Stamps" fan page. They said my account had been hacked.

Really?

I spent the next few hours jumping through hoops, trying to prove I am indeed the infamous Laura Stamps. *lol* They gave me a list of stuff I could submit as proof. At the top of the list was anything with a pic ID, like my drivers license. At the bottom of the list was a recent bank statement or credit card statement.

Are you fucking kidding me? No way would I ever send FB some of that stuff. Yeesh!

Alex saved the day by telling me to take a pic of my drivers license with my cell phone, email it to her, and she would photoshop it. She blocked out all my important numbers so only the info FB required was showing. Then I gave it to FB. They said they would review it and get back to me.

In the meantime, one of my best friends (Candy) posted on my personal page, telling my fans I wasn't ignoring them by not responding to their comments to my posts. FB had locked me out, and I was trying to get back in ASAP.

I didn't hear from FB again until Wednesday afternoon. When I did, I filled out all kinds of security stuff, changed my password several times, answered lots of questions, you name it. Finally they unlocked my account, and I got back in.

Whew!

The first thing I did was post on my personal page, letting my fans know I'm back. Then I began working through the mountain of notifications that had piled up while I was locked out. What can I say? My page is very busy. After that I okayed a bunch of new friend invites and started on my mail again. I answered and sent the first PM, and....BAM!....I'm locked out again.

Holy fucking shit!! WTH is going on here?

This time I knew the drill when I got the "You've been hacked" message from FB. I sent them my doctored driver's license, jumped through their hoops, and emailed Alex.

She told me to send her a copy of the PMs that I had sent each time I was locked out and then call her. I did. Turns out there wasn't anything in them she felt would get me locked out. They were just responses to fans. No cursing. No X-rated stuff. Nada.

Finally, as we went through the process of elimination we solved the mystery. The day I was locked out I had gone over 2000 friends cause I receive a bunch of friend invites every day. I also get a ton of fan mail at FB in the form of PMs. I've been there since 2009 and thousands of PMs have gone in and out of my inbox during that time.

Alex told me the personal pages at FB are not designed for the kind of activity I get. "Face it, Laura," she said. "You're a celebrity with celebrity traffic. You need to switch to your fan page."

Okay, fine. I know this. ;)

Alex set up my fan page for me in 2009. We've always done it like this: I only post book biz stuff on my fan page. But I post both biz and personal stuff on my personal page.

However, FB changed the rules for fan pages a few months ago (making them easier for us to work with), and Alex has been after me to make the switch ever since.

While we were having our powwow on the phone, she posted for me on my personal page, telling people I had been locked out. Again. But I would respond to their comments on my page as soon as FB let me back in.

Surprisingly, FB got back to me in three hours rather than 24 hours. I think they realized they'd fucked up, and I hadn't been hacked after all. FB was very helpful and cooperative, and I got back in Wednesday night.

This time the first thing I did was dash to my fan page and make sure everything was cool with it. Then I went to my personal page and posted an announcement, telling all my fans I'm moving to my fan page ASAP! *lol*

I mean, enough is enough, ya know? I'd been flattened by a cosmic dump truck twice in 27 hours. Sometimes I'm slow, but I eventually get the message. This one was flashing at me in NEON. No way I could miss it now. lmao!!

So if you're one of my fans/readers/friends at FB, I'm announcing today I'm no longer chatting on my personal page.

All my wild, lusty conversation about my books and day-to-day life has move to my "Laura Stamps" fan page. If you haven't "Liked" my fan page yet, run over there now and do it. That way my crazy updates and comments won't disappear forever from your homepage timeline.

And on September 15, my personal page at FB will go private, since it's no longer one I use.

In the meantime, I'm really excited about the fab plans Alex has for my fan page. She's designing an awesome landing page for it. She's also gonna make it possible for you to buy my sexy ebooks in Kindle and pdf directly from my fan page. How cool is that? And this blog already runs in its entirety through an RSS feed in the "Notes" section of my fan page.

But let me warn you. There are a few things I can no longer do with a FB fan page.

For example, there is no message system with it, so I can't receive PMs from you at that page. And we all know I can't answer PMs at my old personal page cause I'll get locked out again. Eeek!

However, Alex came up with a brilliant solution to this PM dilemma. If you wanna send me a message just tweet me at Twitter. Twitter is a very simple, GIGANTIC message system with tweets everyone can see, and DMs (direct messages) no one can see. So you have two options for messaging the SexWitch at Twitter.

http://twitter.com/sexwitch

Alex is also searching for a widget that will allow my Twitter feed to run on my FB fan page so you can see all the wild and crazy conversations I have there.

Totally cool!

What a week, huh? FB slammed the SexWitch twice. OUCH! But thanks to Alex I survived, and now I'm flourishing in all my lusty wickedness at my fan page.

Come see me and join in the fun!!

https://www.facebook.com/sexwitch

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/sexwitch
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

The Alpha/Beta Attraction

2011-08-30T13:46:00.000-07:00

What can I say? 2011 has been a helluva year for the SexWitch and her love relationships. Three of mine have crashed and burned this year, and it's only the end of August.

Yeesh!

There should be a medal for that kinda record, dontcha think? lmfao!!

Hey, it's not like I don't know what the problem is. It's that irritating Alpha/Beta attraction thing that keeps tripping me up and biting me in my cute little ass. *sigh*

Let me explain. In the earth realm the law of "Opposites Attract" operates in everything, including love relationships. Aggressive Alphas tend to be attracted to sweet Betas. Unfortunately for Beta women, many Alpha men become heartless assholes. That means sweet Beta women usually end up the losers in the Alpha/Beta love relationship.

My final try with an Alpha man ended in disaster on July 11. I had already decided last year I was through with Alpha men. They trample my heart with no remorse. But when he appeared in February of this year I thought I would give Alphas one more chance. Oh, well. We all know how badly that ended.

In 2010 I had decided to move to a higher plane in my love relationships. I'd been retraining myself to operate according to the higher metaphysical law of "Like Attracts Like" to attract a sweet Beta man into my life. After the Alpha disaster this summer I went back to my 2010 plan.

The only problem is a relationship with a Beta man feels weird at first because we have so much in common. No "Opposites Attract" law at work here. But it's what I truly want: a man who will be as sweet and loving to me as I am to the man I love.

So I fell for a Beta the end of July. Much to my surprise that didn't work out either. I was happy because he was a sweet guy. But we had too many problems from outside interference, and then he found his Alpha soulmate. Don't get me wrong. I know all about the soulmate attraction. Been there, done that. It's awesome! So I'm thrilled for them and wish them much happiness.

Nevertheless, I'm finished with Beta men. I think the lack of Alpha energy in me is just too confusing for them.

Unless Beta men are aware of the "Opposites Attract" law I'm gonna make them nervous. They'll feel off balance with me. But that's simply because we have so much in common for a change. It might take them a while to realize that initial uneasiness they feel with me is really a good thing. It just means we aren't opposites. Of course, they have to stick around long enough to figure that out, which I'm beginning to realize most won't.

All of this leads me to the conclusion that a Gamma is the right man for this Beta Fey chick. No surprise, since almost all the heroes in my novels are Gammas (part Alpha, part Beta). Okay, sometimes I'm kinda slow when it comes to realizing this stuff. lmao!!

A Gamma man is gonna have the sweet nature I crave, but there'll also be that zap from the "Opposites Attract" energy. You Beta women know what I mean. The minute an Alpha man walks into the room you get an instant panty-melt. Yeah, that kinda ZAAAAAAAAP! The Alpha part of a Gamma man will feel that same zap when I walk into the room.

Cool!

So this blog post is for all the Beta women out there in the same position I'm in: always attracting Alpha men, always miserable with these heartless assholes.

Maybe you'll have better luck getting a Beta man to stick around. Maybe he'll realize the fact you have so much in common is really a good thing because it's what you both want in a mate.

If not, try a Gamma. That's what I'm gonna do.

Although, like I mentioned in my last blog post, this Fey chick is flying solo the rest of the year. My plan is to focus on finishing the new vamp novella first. In fact, I just started the editing process last night. Woot!

However, that doesn't mean I won't be keeping an eye on any Pagan Gamma men coming into my life. I will. Especially one who's a responsible spellcaster. He doesn't have to be Wiccan, but he does need to follow the Rede or have some kind of moral boundaries when it comes to spellcasting. Yeah, I learned that lesson this year, too.

In the meantime, I'll keep you posted on my Gamma quest. You know I will. *witchy wink*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

The SexWitch is Flying Solo Again. Weeeeeee!

2011-08-24T18:11:00.000-07:00

Wow, what a week. Lots of good news, and it's only Wednesday. Whew! ;)

Guess what? I finished the first draft of the new vampire novella, "A Vampire's Desire: Book Two of the Manigault Vampires," on Tuesday. I started it on July 23 and finished it on August 23, so it only took a month to write. WOOT!

It's longer than I had planned (17 chapters, about 40,000 words). But you know me. I let my characters decide how long a novel or novella should be. This is the story Troy and Ravenmoon wanted to tell. So it is. ;)

Later this week I'll start the editing process on the book. I hope it'll only take four months or so. But you never know with me. I tend to be a meticulous editor.

BTW, this is my first book with an Alpha hero, and Troy is priceless. The heroine, Ravenmoon, is also an Alpha. Actually, she's a fiery Uber Alpha. Uh-oh.

That's right. If these two aren't butting heads over something, they're fucking like wild rabbits. Plus, neither of them wants to be in a serious relationship. Yet they're drawn to each other so intensely it's a scream to watch them use one excuse after another to try and deny this attraction.

But ya can't fight destiny, right?

Get ready. You're gonna laugh like crazy. This Alpha hero/heroine match is a hoot! Great surprise ending, too. *wink*

In other news, the sweet guy in my life is no more. We parted ways on Tuesday as well. He found his soulmate last week, and I wish them much happiness.

As for me, I've decided to take a short break from men and concentrate on this new book.

But when I'm ready to get back in the man-saddle again I've made a few decisions. I've had two disastrous love affairs this year. Yikes! In the course of that I've realized something. My guidelines for a Pagan mate need serious tweaking.

Both of the men I've fallen for this year are not Wiccan. They're hereditary Witches who use hoodoo, voodoo, black magick, etc. I have no problem with that, simply because I believe every Pagan has a certain path to follow, and that's cool with me.

But this Fey Witch is Wiccan. I believe in and follow the Wiccan Rede and the Rule of Three. I also use metaphysics in my spellcasting. That means I don't cast spells against someone's will. I don't cast spells that would harm someone. I don't believe the end justifies the means. Love is my magickal energy and my destiny. I focus 100% on the positive.

I've realized any Pagan man I fall for in the future must follow the same moral creed in spellcasting. Otherwise, I end up in trouble. This week was a good example. I got caught in the middle between two non-Wiccan friends casting angry, harmful spells at each other, while I'm trying to get them to make peace and QUIT that shit! Waaaaay too much drama for me.

Okay, that's all my news for now. But that's enough, isn't it? Especially since all of it happened on Tuesday. Whew!

So this lusty Fey chick is flying free and solo again. Weeeeeeeeee!!! The new vamp novella is finished in first draft, and I'm very pleased with how it turned out. Plus, I've streamlined my guidelines for the kind of Pagan man I'll allow myself to get involved with next time.

Oops, I almost forgot. I've started painting my fingernails again. Hot pink (of course). Hey, that's important news too, right? *lol*

Yeah, the SexWitch is having a blast, and life is GOOD. Hope your week is freakin' awesome!

*muuuaaahhh*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

How to Attract a Good Man

2011-08-15T20:52:00.000-07:00

In my last blog post I told you how to find a good man, especially if you're Pagan.

But that's only half the formula, isn't it? You may know how to find a good man, but that's no guarantee he'll be interested in you.

Bummer! Gotta fix that ASAP. *wink*

Everything in life is energy. This is true regardless of the spiritual path you follow. Even if you follow no spiritual path. Energy could care less. It operates according to metaphysical law no matter what.

Your energy vibration has attracted everything in your life: what you have now, and what you will have in the future. That means if you don't like what you're receiving, you've gotta change your energy vibration.

This is especially true of the men you attract into your life. In fact, that's why I wrote my erotic romance novel "Call of the Witches." Maylene was an awesome woman, yet she was plagued with bad-news men. In that novel I showed how she changed her energy vibration to attract a good guy like Blaine.

To do this you'll be using one of my fav metaphysical laws: "Like Attracts Like." It's a tricky one because it works whether you believe in it or not.

Here's how to use it to work with your goals rather than against them.

Let's say you want a guy who loves you and treats you well. That means YOU have to love yourself and treat yourself well. That's the only energy vibration which will attract the good man you desire.

Take me for example. I just came off my first relationship with a commitment phobic, a man who loved me like crazy, but treated me like shit because his heart is frozen with fear when it comes to relationship commitments.

Everyone knows how much the SexWitch loves and values herself. Duh. Thus, I've never attracted commitment phobe before. So how the hell did I do it this time?

Easy. He appeared in my life at the end of January. That was a real crunch time for me. I'd been working 7 days a week til 4:00am every morning for 10 months, fixing the mess my exagent had made of my 23-year career. I was also working my ass off on final edits of "A Vampire's Kiss." My exagent had put that fab novel almost a year behind schedule.

Basically, I was flirting with burnout and didn't know it.

Yeah, you guessed it. I may have loved myself, but I was treating myself like shit (overworked and sleep-deprived).

Thus, I attracted a man who loved me, but treated me badly.

Don't worry. I learned my lesson. The vamp novel was published the end of April and has been hitting the Bestsellers lists in the Kindle Store ever since. And you can bet this SexWitch has been VERY good to herself. I even took a long-overdue vacation in June.

And this change in my energy vibration explains the sweet, wonderful man who is in my life right now, a man who adores me and treats me well.

Like attracts like.

What's going on in your life? There's no way you're gonna attract a great guy who will love you and treat you the way you deserve if you aren't doing the same for yourself. It just ain't happening.

Change your energy vibration, and you'll change the quality of men appearing in your life. No doubt about it.

Dontcha love metaphysics? It's no wonder I've been a student of these laws for decades. They're simple and easy just like me. I use them every day in every area of my life, including spellcasting.

Go forth and get your good man, ladies!!! Now you know where to find him and how to attract him.

Fine-tune your energy vibration. And if you do it right, he'll never know what hit him.... *witchy wink*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

How to Find a Good Man

2011-08-10T13:50:00.000-07:00

Hey, I know it's not easy. And most of us have been burned at least once on this quest. But the fact is there are a LOT of good men out there. No, I'm not kidding. It's true!

Anyway, this topic of discussion comes up all the time among my fans/readers/friends, and it did again last night. So I thought I would address it in a blog post.

Here's the good news. If you're Pagan, the solution is easier than you think. There's a really good chance you'll find a good Pagan man at one of the Pagan sites. For example, PaganSpace (http://www.paganspace.net), Witchbook (http://www.witchbook.net), or Pagan-Playground (http://www.pagan-playground.com).

Why? Because of our Pagan faith, which worships and reveres the Divine Feminine, Pagan men tend to have more respect for women than you'll find among many non-Pagan men. Of course, not all Pagan men are like this, but a true Pagan man is. And that's a definite plus.

Now let me qualify this. I'm not talking about the guy who hangs out at a Pagan site and says he's Pagan, but actually he's just a dabbler. You know the kind. They dabble in this and that, divination, runes, tarot, whatever. But they keep no daily ritual schedule. These are also the ones who have no idea when the yearly Sabbats and/or Esbats occur. The worst would be the guy who became Pagan just because he thinks all Pagan rituals are sex rituals, and this means he'll get laid faster. *rolls my eyes*

Yeah, those guys are the posers and pervs. Not the true Pagans.

A true Pagan man is one who practices the Craft. Ritual and magick are so much a part of his daily life that they are his life, no matter what Pagan path he follows. This is the man who marks the dates of the Sabbats and/or Esbats on his calendar so he can plan ahead for his celebration ritual. Big difference.

At most Pagan sites you can segment members by age, gender, and location. Cool, huh?

Ladies, that means all you gotta do is look through the member lists, find the single guys in your age range, see how many of these guys live in your area, and then send them a friend invite. Some will accept, some won't. Send those who do accept a friendly PM, thanking them for accepting your invite. Then take it slow and see what happens.

While you're at it, don't forget Facebook and Twitter. There are hundreds of single Pagan men at those sites as well. I know because I meet them every week, and many are really good guys. Yes, they are!

Okay, one word of warning. Beware of the guy who is a commitment phobic. Unfortunately, they come in all faiths.

I met one this year at a Pagan site, fell for him, and he broke my heart numerous times. From what I hear, most women have fallen for at least one phobe. This guy was my first. But that's because most of the men who come after me are pervs. Pervs are easy to spot and avoid.

But this guy baffled me. I knew he wasn't a perv. I knew he was the real thing. I knew there was a lot of good in him. But at the same time I was knee-deep in red flags. Huh?

That's because, like a perv, the commitment phobic comes on hot and heavy at first. However, unlike the perv, the phobe is romantic. He says everything a good guy says.

You can spot a phobe because he pushes for everything to happen too fast. This guy swept me off my feet so fast he took this Fey chick out of the present moment where she's happiest and dumped me in the future. He kept me off-balance constantly.

However, no matter how hard a phobe pushes for everything to happen fast, it all comes to a screeching halt the moment they actually have to commit to anything. Even something as simple as a first meeting. The commitment phobe won't show up, or he picks a fight so he won't have to show up, or he becomes a Drama Queen, leaving you clueless as to WTF just happened. After a while you'll realize no matter what he says it always ends the same: your heart is broken, and you're alone again.

I'm not saying these guys are a lost cause. I'm just saying they're a helluva a lot of work. Many have great potential, but their hearts are frozen with fear.

So be warned. Become involved with a commitment phobic at your own risk. Some do eventually overcome their fear of commitment and settle down. It just depends on how many years you wanna devote to this quest, how much drama you can handle, and how many times you can survive a broken heart before you can get your phobe to the altar.

If you're a man reading this blog post, my advice applies to you as well. I run into FABULOUS single Pagan women every day at all the sites I mentioned above.

If you're a woman who is not Pagan, my advice also applies. Just stick with non-Pagan sites, like Facebook and Twitter.

Okay, time to make the SexWitch proud! Take a chance this year on finding the man or woman of your dreams. If you're a Pagan woman, look for a Pagan man who is serious about the Craft, one with a sweet personality and a heart of gold.

Let this year be the year you fall in LOVE with a good guy. It can happen! I see it at Pagan sites all the time.

In fact, it happened to me a few weeks ago. It did. A yummy Pagan friend of mine expressed an interest in taking our relationship to the next level. So we did. Yeah, he's one of the good guys and definitely a keeper.

See? If I can find one, so can you. Go for it!! *wink*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps
PaganSpace: http://www.paganspace.net/profile/LauraStamps

The Sexy Men in My Life

2011-08-01T11:40:00.000-07:00

Wow! A lot has happened since my last blog post four days ago. Must be the SexWitch's life, right? *lol*

First, three awesome 5-star reviews have come out on the "Mama Knows Books" blog for the three novellas in "The Rune Witch Series." That's the trilogy about my sexy shapeshifter, Wynn, and his spunky Rune Witch girlfriend, Noelle.

Here's how that series came into being. I had always loved the sexual relationship between Wynn and Noelle and the way they flirt and tease each other relentlessly. But in "Call of the Witches" Maylene found a book on sex magick in Noelle's bookcase. When she asked Noelle and Wynn about it they kinda dodged the question. Hmm. I wanted to know what that was all about, so I wrote the first novella in that series "Sex Magick," which actually contains a real sex magick ritual/spell for prosperity.

The series grew from there until it became a trilogy. And that's all I'm gonna say about this erotic series. I don't wanna spoil it for you if you haven't read it yet. But I will say each novella in this series gets hotter and hotter. Whew! Well, we are talking about Wynn and Noelle. *wink*

Here are the reviews on the "Mama Knows Books" blog to tell you more:

1.) Review of "Sex Magick: Book One of the Rune Witch Series"
http://mamaknowsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/07/sex-magick-rune-witch-1-by-laura-stamps.html

2.) Review of "Bewitched at the Beach: Book Two of the Rune Witch Series"
http://mamaknowsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/07/bewitched-at-beach-book-two-rune-witch.html

3.) Review of "The Harvest Moon: Book Three of the Rune Witch Series"
http://mamaknowsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/07/harvest-moon-book-three-rune-witch.html

In other news, the awesome Kat Holmes will be interviewing me at 6:00pm on October 21 about my "The Manigault Vampires" series on her "Blog Talk Radio" show. If you missed my first radio interview with Kat, here's the link. OMGoddess, we had wicked fun on that one!! http://www.blogtalkradio.com/katholmes1212/2011/02/25/kats-writing-pen

Speaking of yummy vampires, I've been working on the next book in that series. It's a novella entitled "A Vampire's Desire: Book Two of the Manigault Vampires." As of last night, four chapters are now in first draft. Woot!

I have no idea how long this one will be, but I'm guessing 20,000 - 30,000 words. Much longer than my usual novella, but you know me. I let my characters tell me how long a book will be. Ravenmoon and the ultra sexy vamp in this one (Troy Cantrell) are definitely running away it, so I'm letting them do their erotic thing. Yummm!

Speaking of hunky men, here's an update on my personal life. As you all know, July was a heartbreaker for me.

But it's funny how things work out. Just when I was at my saddest, a "ray of sunshine" came into my life when I least expected it. The fact he's a powerful hereditary Witch, a sorcerer, a poet, sweet, affectionate, very loving, sexy as hell, and a tantra yoga instructor makes it even better. YOWZA!

So don't worry about me, everyone. This Taoist Fey chick is living from moment to moment, groovin with this sexy Witch, and dancing in the sunshine.

Ah, life is GOOD....! *lusty wink*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

Marriage, Commitment, and Google Plus

2011-07-27T15:18:00.000-07:00

I've been thinking a lot about marriage and commitment lately. Know what I've decided? They SUCK!

For the first time in my life I can see why so many men are commitment phobics, and why they avoid commitment and marriage. Duh.

Yes, I'm still married to Wes...at the moment. But he made some changes in his lifestyle three years ago I can't live with. Yes, he is very aware of how I feel about this. Yes, he knows our marriage is on thin ice. Very thin.

But don't worry, everyone. The SexWitch may have morphed in the last two weeks from a marrying kinda girl to a no-commitment girl. But I haven't change in all the important ways.

I mean, I haven't gone Alpha on you. *lol* I'm still a sweet, romantic, oversexed Beta chick, who lavishes her love and affection on her friends, readers/fans, and cats. Yes, I still believe in happy marriages and commitment for other people. Just not for me. And, yes, I still love to write romantic, erotica novels with sexy heroes that make my readers swoon.

None of that has changed.

But what has changed is my view of my personal life. These days I'm spreading my wings like a dragonfly and exploring the "No Commitment Zone."

So if you're a man, you need to know this. The SexWitch is no longer catchable when it comes to commitment or marriage. I'm running too fast. I don't care how good or how magically powerful you think you are, there's no way you can catch me now. None. Nada. It ain't happening.

See? I knew being a runner all these years would come in handy for something. *grin*

In other news, I joined the hot new social network Google Plus (G+) this week. One of my Pagan friends from Facebook and Twitter told me about it (thanks, Eric!), and I'm having a blast!

Google+ is only 3 weeks old, yet it's already grown to 20 million members. Wow. Every day I'm meeting awesome Pagans there. Not to mention there's a Google+ app for my iPhone.

Hey, any social site that can give me an app from the iTunes store for my iPhone is gonna see a lot of me. My iPhone is the handy, mini computer I take with me wherever I go, and I love how it makes my life and work easier.

Anyway, if you're at Google+ add me! I'm "Laura Stamps" there.

https://plus.google.com/#102218318917735738354/posts

More news. I'm really cookin on my latest erotica vamp novella, "A Vampire's Desire." Since my last blog post I've fleshed out the hero and heroine, outlined the first 5 chapters, figured out the plot/conflict, and Chapters 1 and 2 are in first draft.

OMGoddess, this is gonna be one HAWT, romantic novella! Ravenmoon was such a minor secondary character in the three novels she has already appeared in that I didn't know much about her. Now that I do, I adore her. And this vamp hero is beyond sexy. A total panty-melt. Whew! *fans myself*

Okay, that's it for now. Hope you have an awesome week! You know what I'll be doing: grooving at Google+, writing hot vampire sex, and exploring the possibilities of the "No Commitment Zone."

One more thing. Lughnasadh is Saturday, so I wish a happy Sabbat ritual to all my Pagan fans and readers. As usual, I'll be dancing with my Fey in the forest shortly after midnight for my ritual, soaking up lots of awesome moon energy.

Uh-oh. Could be dangerous.... *Fey wink*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

The SexWitch is Ready to Spread Her Wings and FLY!

2011-07-22T13:45:00.000-07:00

Today, I have good news and bad news for you.

First, the bad news. All the glorious plans I had with my Otherkin Fey mate didn't work out. He has vanished. Again.

I was totally bummed for a while. He is the most wonderful man. But it appears we aren't a good match for each other. So what can you do?

Now for the good news. My life has been on hold since "A Vampire's Kiss" was published the end of April. I've been waiting, waiting, waiting....

Well, no more. It's time for me to move on.

And that means I'm working on the next vamp novel in "The Manigault Vampires" series.

I know. I can hearing you cheering already. *grin* This news is definitely worthy of a squeeeeeeeeeee....!

Here's what's happened. It seems a very sexy vamp entered the "world" of my vamp series this week. And he won't leave me alone until I write his story.

He's not a Manigault. But he is a friend of Val. I envision this book to be a 18-20,000 word novella, which is about twice the size of the novellas in "The Rune Witch Series."

More good news. Because this is a novella and not one of my longer novels it should be finished and published by the end of the year. That means you won't have to wait until late 2012 to read the next book in this HAWT erotica series.

Squeeeeeeeeeee....!

So the SexWitch is moving on in her career and in her personal life. It's time for her to spread her wings and fly.

As usual, I have no idea where this freebird, Otherkin Fey chick will land.

But I do know one thing. It will be GOOD. No doubt about it!!

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

WTF is Happening to Me??

2011-07-19T15:48:00.000-07:00

This past weekend was most extraordinary for me, considering something very sad happened with my Fey mate on Monday of last week.

The extraordinary stuff began after midnight on Friday when I performed my Fey ritual in the forest to celebrate the "Blessing Moon" Esbat. I woke up at 11:00am on Friday morning almost drunk with full moon energy. Good thing cause on Friday I received another shock online from my Fey mate. Then an intense love spell hit me around 4:00pm and left me dizzy for hours.

The rest of the afternoon and evening I was totally buzzed from this double-whammy, like I'd been smoking wacky weed all day. Contentment, joy, and an overwhelming sense of well-being had me grooving to life and wanting to spread my Fey wings and FLY. Weeeeeeeeeee....!!

If you're one of my Facebook friends you saw my updates and posts about that. *lol*

I woke up Saturday totally mellow, still grooving on the afterglow of this unusual energy buzz. And horny too. I hadn't planned to go into the spirit realm and fuck my Fey mate that evening, but I couldn't stay away. Yeah, we went at each other like wild rabbits for quite a while. Still, I couldn't fall asleep til 4:00am Sunday morning. I was too saturated with this incredible energy.

When I woke up at noon on Sunday the mellow buzz was gone. In its place was an energy surge so strong all I wanted to do was burst out of my skin and dance.

Really.

I've never felt anything like it. Extreme joy and overwhelming happiness so intense I couldn't decide if I should collapse on the floor and cry from extreme euphoria, or dance like a dervish. Anything to release this river of spiritual energy pouring into me from who-knows-where. My skin was practically vibrating. No kidding. And all the energy grounding techniques I know weren't working for me.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeee...!

When Wes and I arrived at the grocery store a few hours later, Liz (an Otherkin Flower Fey friend of mine), took one look at me and said, "You are so beautiful today!" She smiled from ear to ear like she couldn't believe what she was seeing. "You're glowing," she continued. "What are you doing?!"

Okay, I've been known to glow, and obviously that's what was happening while I tried to deal with this overpowering surge of energy flowing into me.

Like I said, I have no idea where it was coming from. But I suspect some of it may have been more spells cast by my Fey mate. Although I know how his spells feel, and they've never been this intense before. If I could have leapt out of my skin I would have. Seriously. Or if my Fey mate had appeared in my driveway in his bronze Hummer on Sunday I would have jumped his bones ASAP and fucked his brains out. No doubt about it. I was almost manic by then. And horny as hell.

Anyway, spending time grocery shopping with Wes, the psi-vamp, drained me, and my energy buzz disappeared.

That evening I was zapped with another energy surge. This one was more subtle, but just as overwhelming. It pushed my psychic ability into overdrive. I've always been extremely psychic and move easily through the earth and spirit realms. But now the spirit realm was sharper than ever, and the boundaries between the two were so hazy the human part of me practically disappeared forever on Sunday night. Once again, I was dizzy. But this time with psychic clarity.

Whew!

Like I said in the title of this blog post, I have no idea what's happening, or what the rest of this week will bring. Hopefully, more sleep since I've only had 3-4 hours of sleep every night since Friday due to this amazing energy overload.

Whatever is happening to me, one thing is certain. It's gonna be awesomely GOOD. That I do know without a doubt. I can feel it in every vibrating cell of my cute little Otherkin Fey bod.

Okay, you've been warned. The SexWitch is on overdrive these days, and her engine is ROARING with otherworldly energy. If you see a brilliant flash in the sky this week it could be me.

Yeah, this year is gonna be a wild ride. But it always is with me, isn't it? *witchy wink*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

A Dangly Parts Question. wink

2011-07-13T14:54:00.000-07:00

Okay, I said I would spill my awesomely wonderful news today, but on Monday I found out it will be delayed a bit longer.

Sorry!

But I'm coordinating schedules with someone else on this, and an unexpected speed bump appeared on Monday. However I promise when I can tell all I will so you can celebrate and happy-dance with me!

In the meantime, I asked this question on my Facebook page a few weeks ago, and my fans at FB loved it. So I thought my blog readers might enjoy it as well.

What is your fav kind of Trojan condom?

I ask because I've used Trojan "Ultra Thin" for years. But I wanted to try something different and picked up a package of "Her Pleasure" last week. This one has been recommended to me several times, so I decided to give it a shot. I've gotta say I was surprised by its strange shape. However I love the fact it's lubed inside and out, because men get condom burn (ouch!) as easily as women do when the fucking gets fast, furious, and frisky. *lusty wink*

In case you're new to my blog or haven't read my memoirs (Being Naughty, Still Naughty, and Always Naughty) you may wonder why I use condoms, since I've been married for decades, and I'm gloriously thriving in menopause at the moment.

Don't laugh, but about three years ago I developed an allergy to semen. No, I'm not kidding (no laughing! *lol*).

The ph of semen began to terrorize my bladder (sad, but true), and after three hellacious UTIs within 16 months (one of which landed me in the ER, pouring blood and going into shock) I reluctantly took my doc's advice and started using condoms.

Yeah, entering the Condom Zone after almost 3 decades of bareback was quite an experience for this SexWitch. O_O

So what's your fav kind of Trojan condom or your fav brand of condom? Have you ever tried "Her Pleasure"? If so, did you like it?

Time for you to spill this time (no pun intended...well, maybe. *wink*). My inquiring mind wants to know!

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

Swimming Pool Sexx. Alrightyyy!

2011-06-28T18:20:00.000-07:00

I don't know what it is about me. I'm not a beach chick or a lake chick or even a water chick. But I do love sex in or around water, and you'll find lots of those sex scenes in my novels and novellas.

So I thought I would treat you to one of those today. Sound good? *sex-obsessed wink*

But first I wanna thank all of you who have taken the time to post reviews for my sexy novels (especially "A Vampire's Kiss") in the Kindle Store. You have no idea how helpful your reviews are to small press authors like me. Our publishers have no money to spend on the marketing of our books. That means all the marketing and the cost of the marketing (in time and $$) falls on the shoulders of the author.

I'm totally flattered when my fans and readers love my novels so much they post reviews in the Kindle Store. It definitely makes my day, and I just wanted you to know how much it means to me when you do that.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!

See? This is why I always say I have the best fans and readers in the entire world. It's true!!!

Okay, ready for some hot Witchy sex? This is a sex scene from my erotic romance novel, "Call of the Witches: Book Three of the Witchery Series."

This is a unique novel in that the hero, Blaine, is a Beta. Beta heroes are rare in erotica and erotic romance where Alpha heroes rule. But as you know, I adore Beta and Gamma heroes. And the way Blaine seduces Maylene with his sweet sexy nature is deliciously sinful! Especially since she still has three months left on her empowering celibacy vow. *wicked grin*

Enjoy!

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Call of the Witches: Book Three of the Witchery Series

Chapter 4

A stifling breeze whirls Maylene’s scarlet ponytail around her waist as she waves to Blaine when his black Jeep pulls onto Peppermill Road. Shifting the backpack on her shoulder, she slips the key in the front door. When she enters, Apollo looks up from a pile of pillows on the sofa, gives her a drowsy look, and collapses.

“A sleepy kitty is a good kitty,” she mumbles, closing the door, relieved to find the gray tabby has been napping and staying out of trouble while she was gone.

Enjoying the feel of cool air on her hot, moist skin, Maylene hurries down the hallway to her office. Opening the door, she drops the backpack in a chair and leans over the laptop, clicking the mouse to see how many emails she missed while away.

After deleting the spam, she zips open the backpack and pulls out everything she took to Savannah’s. The notebook and catalogs containing the items Savannah and Blaine ordered are stacked next to the computer. The rest are tossed in the box beneath the desk.

Dropping the backpack on the floor, Maylene slides into the chair and opens the first catalog. Thirty minutes later all the orders are placed, and four receipts roll out of her printer.

“Excellent,” she says, highlighting the shipping dates on the receipts with a yellow marker. “Looks like Savannah will have everything she needs in plenty of time for the handfasting.”

She reaches for the backpack to search for Savannah’s business card.

“After I email these dates to her, I’ll tweak my empowerment list and print it out,” Maylene says, pulling up her email program. “Then I’m done for the day.”

* * * * *

An hour later she rinses the dirty dishes in the sink and stacks them in the dishwasher. The only dinner she could face tonight was a cold one, a mixture of sliced fruit, chopped nuts, and plain yogurt.

“This weather is exhausting me.” Walking to the sofa, Maylene lifts her sleeping tabby and fits him into the crook of her arm. “You’ve got the right idea, big boy. A short nap after dinner is just what I need.”

She stretches out with Apollo, grabs the blanket folded on the back of the sofa, and tosses it over her legs.

“Ouch!”

Reaching behind her, Maylene retrieves a book wedged between the cushions, the paranormal romance novel she threw on the sofa this morning. She wrinkles her nose with aggravation and almost drops the novel on the floor, but changes her mind.

“Okay, Sara,” she yawns. “I’ll give it a try.”

Apollo crawls over Maylene’s stomach and rolls himself into a tight ball behind her knees.

“Maybe it’ll keep my mind off what a good kisser Blaine is,” she mumbles. “I can’t believe I kissed him back.” Turning to the first page, she shakes her head. “I must be insane.”

Thirty pages later Maylene screams. “Ack!”

She slams the novel shut, and it falls to the floor.

“Dear Artemis! This is what Sara reads all the time?” She pulls the blanket over her shoulders and snuggles down into the cushions of the sofa. “Yeesh! That novel was full of hot sex, and not what a celibate woman needs to be reading.”

Maylene closes her eyes, deciding Sara must have lost her mind. “What was she thinking, giving me a box full of books like that?” She groans. “Romance novels are definitely off limits in this house for the next three months.”

She yawns again, and her body relaxes, slowly drifting toward the licorice realm of sleep. Shadows dance behind her eyes, unknown voices chatter, and a murky haze envelopes her.

The last thing she hears is Apollo snoring, the cat still scrunched behind her knees.

***

When the haze clears Maylene is swimming to the edge of a deserted pool. She pulls herself up, water pouring off her slick body, and pads toward a row of lounge chairs on the concrete surface.

Laughing, she looks down at the tiny lavender bikini she’s wearing. “Oh, yeah, this is a dream.” Maylene snorts. “I don’t even own a bathing suit. Not with my pale skin.”

Yanking at the bottom of the suit, she wiggles to see if it will cover more of her body. It won’t.

She turns around and gazes at the swimming pool, azure water peacefully lapping the sides, the odor of chlorine tickling her nose. A dark forest surrounds the pool area, and she realizes it’s late at night, maybe after midnight, the reflection of a full moon rippling across the water.

“No wonder this place is deserted,” she observes, rubbing her damp arms, suddenly chilled. “I should leave this dream and create a warmer one. It’s too cold here.”

Maylene closes her eyes and quiets her thoughts to practice lucid dreaming, a technique she learned years ago from a book on sorcery, and one she’s used ever since to control her dreams. She focuses her intent and begins to create a dream about shopping at the mall with Noelle, making sure she’s wearing more than this tiny bikini.

Just as she feels the energy building for the new dream, she hears soft footsteps behind her.

“Hey, Maylene.”

She turns around to see Blaine sauntering toward her, his hands in his pockets, wearing the same green t-shirt and faded jeans he had on earlier, but his work boots are gone. He’s barefoot now.

“What are you doing in my dream?” she asks suspiciously, folding her arms across her breasts, trying to hide more than the skimpy bikini.

“You called me here,” he replies, giving her a crooked grin.

“I did not!” she protests. “This is my dream, and you’re not invited. In fact I was just about to change it when you appeared.”

Blaine continues to stroll casually toward her. His thick, sun-streaked hair secured in a ponytail at the nape of his neck.

“Go away,” Maylene demands, her body suddenly aroused by his presence. She shakes her head and mentally scolds her hormones. “Go back to your own dream.”

A breeze swirls across the pool, rippling the water, chilling her wet hair and slick skin.

“Sweetheart, this is my dream.” Blaine lifts a plush towel from a lounge chair and wraps it around her shoulders. Tugging on the towel, he pulls her toward him, dipping his head to brush her lips with a light kiss.

“Nice bikini,” he murmurs.

Wrenching the towel out of his hands, she wraps it tightly around her body, trying to cover her breasts spilling over the top of the revealing bathing suit.

“It is not,” she argues. “I have no idea how I ended up wearing something like this. And I don’t like it.”

“In that case, I’d be happy to help you get rid of it,” Blaine offers, a sexy grin lighting his face. He leans down and grabs the slim strap of the bathing suit with his teeth, dragging it over her shoulder.

“I’ll just bet you would,” Maylene replies, scowling at him. She pushes on his shoulders to move away from him, but in doing so she loosens her hold on the towel, and it slips to the ground.

Blaine’s hot gaze sears her skin while his eyes travel from her blushing face down to her damp toes.

“I do like that bikini,” he comments huskily, resting his hands on her shoulders, leaning over to nuzzle her neck. “Mmm. Gardenia.”

Before Maylene can object again, Blaine’s lips move up her neck, capturing her mouth, and he kisses her hungrily.

His skin radiates the spicy fragrance of earth and soap, filling her head with its bewitching scent. Maylene inhales deeply and gives up the struggle, pressing against him, heat surging through her veins while her body ignores her protesting mind. She wraps her arms around Blaine’s neck, loosening the band holding his hair, threading her fingers through its silky strands falling across his shoulders.

Pulling away from his mouth, she kisses a line from his neck to his collarbone, and he moans.

Maylene can’t believe how much she wants him. She hasn’t been attracted to a man in two years, and she only met Blaine this afternoon. None of it makes sense. If she didn’t know any better she’d think someone had cast a spell on her.

Sliding his hands down her neck and shoulders, he gathers her swollen breasts between his tanned fingers, teasing them with his tongue and teeth, gently nipping and licking through the thin material of the bathing suit.

Maylene arches her back and hisses with pleasure, slipping her hands up under his t-shirt, lightly scratching her nails through soft chest hair. She lifts his shirt up over his head and rubs her cheek across his lean chest, grasping a nipple between her teeth, tenderly tugging.

Blaine growls low in his throat and reaches behind her, unhooking the bathing suit top.

A night bird sings in the forest surrounding the pool, and leaves rustle gently in the arms of the breeze. Maylene thinks about stopping before they go too far, but then she remembers this is only a dream.

“No harm in that,” she murmurs, admiring Blaine’s lean chest and firm stomach. His thick, honey-brown hair waves around his shoulders like a soft curtain, and a thick fringe of dark lashes surrounds his hazel eyes.

Maylene believes he has got to be the most attractive man she’s ever seen. And the fact that she yearns to taste every inch of him shocks and thrills her.

“What are you thinking, sweetheart?” Blaine grins, his eyes darkening with lust. “You’re looking at me like I’m dinner.”

“That’s an idea,” she purrs.

He laughs and runs his thumbs over the velvet peaks of her breasts, making her lips tingle.

“You’re so beautiful,” he breathes, lowering his head to layer her breasts with smoldering kisses, sucking each taut nipple, slowly pulling it, while flicking it with his tongue.

Maylene arches toward him, grasping his broad shoulders, as he makes love to her breasts with his mouth. Her legs weak with need, she finally lays her head on his shoulder and nuzzles his neck.

“I want you inside me,” she breathes.

Blaine picks her up as if she were as light as Apollo, and Maylene yelps with surprise. He carries her past the lounge chairs and lays her on a mattress covered with pillows.

“Where did this come from?” She sits up and looks at the mattress, knowing she couldn’t have missed it. If she’d seen a mattress by the pool when Blaine walked up, she would have run like a gazelle.

“It’s a dream, sweetheart.” Blaine chuckles, standing up and tucking a strand of sun-streaked hair behind his ear. “Nothing makes sense in a dream.”

When he strips off his jeans, she can see he’s as eager as she is. His erection bobs against his lean stomach, thick and engorged, the tip glistening with anticipation. Maylene has always loved the shape of a man’s cock fully aroused. And there’s no doubt about it. Blaine’s is beautiful.

If he were standing closer she would reach out and run her tongue down the length of its silky shaft. Just thinking about it sends a hard jolt of yearning straight to her sex. She groans out loud and feels a trickle of her own juices drip down the inside of her thigh.

Smiling, Blaine stretches out beside her, gently pushing her back on the mattress, cupping her face in his hands. His tongue dances between her lips, and the soft head of his erection rubs against her leg.

She melts into his mouth, her fingers racing down his chest and across his stomach to stroke his hard shaft. Blaine moans and rubs against her hand for a moment before pulling away.

“I want you, Blaine,” she pleads, longing to be filled with him. “Now.”

“Not yet, sweetheart,” he whispers, nipping her chin, slowly trailing a line of kisses down her neck, between her breasts, and across her stomach, stopping for a moment to whirl his tongue in her bellybutton. He grips the edge of her bathing suit with his teeth and tugs, slipping it off and tossing it into the pool.

“Good riddance,” Maylene giggles.

“I agree,” Blaine murmurs huskily, gently lifting her to place a pillow beneath her hips. He parts her legs with his knee and leans down, kissing the inside of her thigh, moving toward her short scarlet curls.

“Wait, I don’t…” Maylene protests, and then yelps with pleasure when his tongue licks her damp sweetness with one deep, probing stroke. She clutches the edge of the pillow, her knuckles white with the intensity of his attention. Blaine continues to swirl his tongue, caressing her slick heat, licking and teasing until she pants to catch her breath.

Becoming more aggressive, Blaine slides one finger inside her, stroking her sweet spot. Slipping his tongue beneath the hood of her clit, he sucks that swollen bud, rolling it between his lips, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Maylene cries out, and he holds her thighs down. Her hips begin to buck, yet he continues to tease her pearl relentlessly.

When Blaine drives Maylene to a shattering orgasm, she shrieks like a wild bird, her pleasure breaking in waves of painfully sweet bliss, racking her body.

In the midst of those delightful tremors, Blaine lifts her hips and enters her quickly, thrusting deeply, urging her climax even higher.

Too hoarse to scream Maylene’s breath comes in sharp gasps, every lush stroke causing her to writhe with its fiery friction. The fit is deliciously tight, and her sheath squeezes his cock, each thrust feeling slick, sweet, and hot.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she grabs his arms, pulling him down on top of her. Clinging to him, she presses him closer to savor his fast, fierce thrusts.

Just as Blaine brings her to the edge of release, he relaxes his rhythm. Moving slowly, he times every deep, leisurely stroke to build a craving for more until she aches with need.

“Dear Goddess, you feel so good,” she whispers, barely able to breathe, every cell in her body humming with pleasure.

Blaine smiles and tilts her chin toward him, his tongue surging between her parched lips, ravishing her mouth. He increases his speed again, thrusting rapidly until they share a shuddering climax.

Breathing deeply, Blaine gently pulls out, slipping the pillow from beneath Maylene’s hips and collapsing beside her. She turns to face him, brushing a strand of damp hair from his face while she nibbles his earlobe.

He gives her an exhausted smile, his eyes filled with warmth. “I could easily become addicted to you, Maylene,” he whispers raggedly.

She traces a line down his moist cheek with her finger, and then licks his lower lip, nipping it with her teeth. “You have no idea how scrumptious you are, do you?”

He hugs her tightly, his groin pressing against her stomach, as he nuzzles her neck. “Sweetheart, I could say the same thing about you.”

Maylene laughs. But when she reaches down to stroke his growing erection, she slips through a tunnel woven from haze and darkness.

***

Awaking abruptly, she sees the blanket crumpled on the floor, and her clothes stick to her skin, soaked with perspiration. Apollo crouches on her stomach, staring frantically at her.

“What are you doing?” she asks, trying to focus her eyes. “Did something scare you?” She grabs the gray tabby, kissing his head, and then groans loudly when the memory of the dream rushes back in vivid detail. She sits up and feels a delicious soreness between her thighs, one she hasn’t felt in almost two years.

“Oh, no,” she groans again. “And I’m having lunch with Blaine tomorrow.”

She covers her face with her hands. Just the thought of what she did in the dream with that sexy Green Witch floods her core with cream, and she presses her legs together.

“I’m in so much trouble.”

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps

The SexWitch is Back & Feeling Frisky! Uh-oh. wink

2011-06-22T11:05:00.000-07:00

OMGoddess, I had so much fun on my vacation last week to Westport in Kansas City, Missouri!!

Even though rain was forecast for 3 of my 4 vacation days it only rained one day (Thursday). Many thanks to my fab weather Fey who made it their mission to surround me with hot sunny weather. Oh, how I love them! *Fey wink*

All my flights went smoothly. And thank the Goddess for Orbiz texting me about the 2 gate changes for my Atlanta flight. Whew!

BTW, have I ever mentioned how much I love flying? Well, I do. Take-off is my fav part. It's such a rush when the plane jumps into the air......weeeeeeeee! But then I fly every night in the spirit realm, so that's a given. ;)

Passing over the Mississippi and Missouri Rivers was amazing. They looked like wiggly earthworms, because both rivers were swollen and muddy from all the rain they've had the last few weeks.

Westport is in the old part of Kansas City, Missouri, located in midtown. Let me warn you some of the streets are cobblestone and old brick, and NOT comfortable if you wear boots with heels like this SexWitch. However when I was researching Westport I discovered it's one of the most walkable neighborhoods in the country, and I totally agree.

In fact, all the walking I did every day was a pure joy on this vacation. You know how much I love to jog, and walking up and down the hilly streets of Westport gave my legs an awesome workout.

Okay, time to rave about the food. Westport has a really funky, laid-back, party atmosphere. Lots of Pagans, Goths, hippies, etc. And that explains the food. Westport is NIRVANA for vegetarians and vegans! I'm not kidding. In South Carolina I'm used to eating sides when I go out to a restaurant (mixed veggies, baked potato, etc.). But in Westport every restaurant I stopped at offered vegetarian meals in every section of the menu. And none of these were vegetarian restaurants. Amazing, huh?

Some even featured an entire page of vegetarian dishes. WOOT! I'm talking veggie pizza with spinach, zucchini, squash, peppers, onions, mushrooms, vegan sausage, and vegan cheese piled an inch high. This pizza was so good I saved a thick slice for a street person, since I saw so many in Westport. Instead I ran into a retired disabled man who was thrilled to have this yummy slice of pizza. For lunch every day I ate a grilled veggie pita sandwich with yogurt/lemon sauce. Or a veggie wrap with so many kinds of veggies and loose leaf lettuce in tahini sauce I lost count. Every meal I ordered also came with a salad, rice, or a pasta dish.

This great food was so fab my "vacation" quickly became "business" when I realized I had to include these great vegetarian and vegan dishes in my next vamp novel. I do lots of research for my novels, but research NEVER tasted this good. Yum!

When you go to Westport be sure to stop by the Jerusalem Cafe, where I ate lunch every day and Facebooked about my vacation adventures on my iphone. I also high rec The Foundry for amazing vegan dishes. Try McCoy's Public House and Harry's Bar & Tables for awesome vegetarian meals.

Now for the shopping. Oh. My. Goddess. You gotta stop by the World Market on Westport Road. You'll spend an hour going through their cool jewelry, not to mention thousands of treasures in the rest of the store. I bought a yummy scented organic lotion for vegetarians (patchouli, ylang ylang, and nutmeg) after spending 30 minutes trying to decide which one to buy. Hey, not my fault. There were sooooooo many to choose from! *lol*

Also, be sure to check out Aquarius Bookstore on Broadway. They have an amazing selection of Pagan and New Age gifts. Within five minutes I found a silver Aries ring with Celtic knots I just had to have for my wand finger. *wink*

Last but not least, if you're on Facebook you saw the pic I took of the long sleeve knit shirt I bought at Stone Spirit Lodge on Westport Road. It's a gorgeous, hand-dyed, one-of-a-kind shirt in pinks and purples with sequins, colored beads, and metal pieces accenting the intricate spiritual pattern on the front of the shirt. Toasty warm, too!

I've gotta say the people of Westport rock. Everyone I met from shop owners to restaurant servers to people walking down the street were incredibly friendly.

Speaking of people, as you can imagine I have lots of cool stories from my vacation adventures. Yesterday one of my Facebook fans asked me which was the funniest. Immediately, I remembered the 20-something street guy who popped in front of me one day when I was walking down Broadway in the rain. His red hair was shaved in a mohawk, big screws pierced his ears, and three black tats ran down his cheeks under each eye like black tears. He started talking to me while throwing packs of crackers out of a bag of food into the street, saying, "Don't they know I don't like cheese crackers?! What I want is a beer. I'm not gonna lie to ya. I need a couple of dollars for a beer."

Even so, he was very friendly. We laughed and talked, and he walked with me for several blocks, helping me search for a jacket to buy cause I was freezing in my t-shirt in the cold rain. He told me he was a "street fighter" (I have no idea what that is). He also said I had pretty eyes and he liked my colorful outfit (I thanked him) and he was looking for a High Priestess (I ignored that). When I found a store I wanted to check out we parted. I gave him a $5.00 bill for a beer since I didn't have any dollars. His face lit up with a huge smile like I'd given him a million dollars.

After I found my warm shirt at Stone Spirit Lodge the security officer in front of the bank stopped me. He asked, "Ma'am, do you know that man you were talking to?" I replied, "No, but we had a very nice talk, and he knows a friend of mine who feeds the homeless." He looked at me like I was insane and said, "Alright." Then he walked away, shaking his head. lmao!!!

At the moment it's 5:00am, and I'm writing the first draft of this long blog post in the Kansas City airport, waiting for my flight to Atlanta. Yeah, my vacation to Westport was a huge success, even though I missed seeing my foxy Pagan friend, Jeana. She came down with a nasty sinus infection, so we never made it out to Funkytown on Friday night to dance to ass-shaking rock music. Plus, Ken was delayed in New Mexico visiting his very ill grandfather. He had planned to come back to Kansas City on Saturday afternoon to take me out to dinner and show me his firehouse and candle shop. Instead he got the loving opportunity to be with his grandfather before that magickal, wise man passed from the earth realm. Awesome!

So I ended up spending my entire vacation by myself. And you know what? I had a freakin BLAST! I got tons of exercise, ate fantastic food, caught up on my sleep, shopped til I dropped, did some research for the next vamp novel, and met friendly people everywhere I went. Best of all on Saturday night I realized I'm no longer suffering from burnout. YAY!

Because of the Facebook app on my iphone I was able to take my FB fans along with me on this vacation. Several times every day I posted pics and gave everyone an update on my latest vacation activities (and adventures). Major fun for me because I love you all so much!

Hey, I know what you're thinking. Everywhere the SexWitch goes she brings the party with her. That was definitely true of this trip to Westport. Like I said, it ROCKED! *witchy wink*

1.) The Jerusalem Cafe

2.) Harry's Bar & Tables

3.) The view of hilly Westport Road leading down from my hotel.

4.) World Market

5.) The GORGEOUS shirt I bought at Stone Spirit Lodge to keep me warm on that rainy, cold Thursday.

6.) The Foundry

7.) McCoy's Public House

8.) Westport

9.) More of Westport

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
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The SexWitch is Going on Vacation...to Kansas City!

2011-06-05T14:49:00.000-07:00

Yes, I am! I made my plane reservations a few weeks ago, and now the SexWitch is ready to blow this popsicle stand.

WOOT!

I've decided to visit my Pagan friends in Kansas City, MO. I'll be staying in the Westport section of the city where some of them live and/or work.

They tell me this is the trendy part of town, so I'm really looking forward to it. That means I'll be spending four glorious days in Westport, doing lots of walking, shopping at cool Pagan stores, eating tasty vegetarian food, and having all kinds of Witchy fun. Sounds like the perfect vacation for this overworked, waaaaaay-too-close-to-burnout SexWitch, doesn't it?

I think so. ;)

I'm flying out on June 15 (Wednesday) and returning on the 19th (Sunday). Looks like this is gonna be a really busy week for me with a dental appointment and my monthly acupuncture appointment and computer stuff, so you won't see another post on this blog til I get back. However I do plan to take pics (of course) and should have lots to tell you when I return.

Speaking of pics, I went to Target last week and picked up a few new shirts for my trip. Dontcha love this one? Peace, baby! *lol* I think on the plane I'll wear one of my fav black shirts with a pink heart across my breasts that says: "Born to Rock!" Yeah, that's me. ;)

I was able to book an early flight this time with Delta (oh, how I love Orbitz!), so my plane will land in Kansas City at 10:10 Wednesday morning on June 15. The 15th is the Strong Sun Moon esbat, which means I'll be celebrating that esbat with my Pagan friends in KC. Yay! And I just found out there's also a full lunar eclipse on the 15th. Wow. Leave it to the SexWitch to arrive in KC on a day when a major energy shift occurs in the earth realm. But you would expect no less of me, right? *witchy grin*

While I'm there, I'm looking forward to meeting some of my Facebook friends like Jeana Reaves and Emera Fae from the Thorn, Oak & Ash coven. We're planning to hit some bars one night and dance to ass-shaking rock music. Alrightyyyy!

I'll definitely be stopping by Aquarius Bookstore to see Barbara Criswell and drool over her fab inventory of Pagan jewelry. I'm in the mood for a new ring on this trip. And a rose quartz crystal (my fav). And a new statue for my altar. And...well, ya know. *lol*

Also, if Ken Fairbanks is reading this blog post, could you meet me at the airport Wednesday morning or send one of your Witches to pick me up? You never gave me the street address of the firehouse or the name/addy of your awesome candle/incense shop. If we miss each other at the airport I have a reservation at the Holiday Inn Express in Westport just in case. Also you have my cell phone number. If you miss me at the hotel just have one of your Witches with a cell phone text me. I'm not getting emails on that phone, but I'm still a text-messaging addict and will have my cell phone with me 24/7. Or if my cell number got nuked with your gmail addy have one of your Witches send me a message on Facebook or Twitter. I have both the Facebook and Twitter apps on my phone. ;)

Okay, I'm outta here. In one week the SexWitch will hit the streets of Westport. Uh-oh. Yeah, I'm gonna have a BLAST!!

I'll tell you all about it on this blog when I get back. I promise.

*smooches*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
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More Hot Vampire Sex!!

2011-05-30T12:25:00.000-07:00

Alrightyyyy! As promised, here's another hot sex scene from one of my sizzling erotica novels to keep your pussies wet and your dicks hard. *lick, lick*

Since "A Vampire's Kiss" has been a Kindle Bestseller since it came out the end of April, I thought I would treat you to another sex scene from this scorcher.

This time it's sex in the office. Been there, done that. And, oh, how I love it! But I would, since Sara is a clone of me. *kinky wink*

Enjoy!

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A Vampire's Kiss: Book One of the Manigault Vampires

Chapter 16

On Friday morning Sara rolls the plant cart off the elevator and turns toward Dray’s office. Eight pots of colorful tulips sit on top of the heavy cart, while a roll of paper towels, a large watering can, and several spray bottles of herbal plant cleaner are stored underneath.

Dray’s office is first on her rotation schedule today. Sara’s plan is to exchange the small plants in his office and clean the larger ones.

Then she’ll deliver her surprise.

On the way back to the greenhouse she’ll stop by Val’s office and take care of his plants as well.

It’s always a treat to visit the fifteenth floor. Most of the offices at Manigault Technologies are decorated with stylishly framed, inexpensive prints and posters. But the fifteenth floor is home to the executive suites. Oil paintings hang in the hallways and offices, while exquisite Oriental rugs cover black marble floors.

Dray’s office is located at the end of the main hallway. As Sara passes the big glass doors to Val’s office, she waves at his Administrative Assistant. A knowing smile lights the woman’s face. Then she lifts her hand and forms a “thumbs up” sign.

Sara bursts out laughing. Obviously, Lacey spread the word about Sara’s surprise for Dray today. What fun! She’ll have to kid Lacey about it as soon as she reaches Dray’s office.

But when she arrives the reception area is empty.

“Lacey must be out,” Sara muses, tugging the heavy cart through the ornate cherry doors to stop in front of her friend’s desk. “Guess she decided to leave me alone with her boss this morning.” A sly smile curls her lips. “Smart woman.”

Sara lifts a pot of English ivy from the corner of the desk, its leaves a sickly shade of dull green. “Poor baby,” she soothes. “I’ll take you back to the greenhouse and give you a nice herbal bath this afternoon. You’ll be feeling sparkly again in no time.”

She sets the pot of ivy on the cart and gently runs her fingers over its weary vines. Each leaf she touches immediately darkens to a healthier color. Pulling a tissue from the pocket of her garden apron, Sara cleans a few grains of potting soil from the desk and then selects a cheerful pot of pink tulips to replace the ivy.

“Much better,” she observes, wiping her hands on the apron. “Lacey is gonna love these flowers.”

When Sara looks up she catches her reflection in the antique mirror behind the desk. Lifting her arms, she twirls once, watching her long blonde braid swing behind her back. When she stops, she giggles and takes a minute to approve of her image.

Today she’s dressed in faded, hip-hugging jeans. A thin teal sweater barely covers her flat stomach and allows the silver faery dangling from her navel ring to dance unhindered.

She chose her outfit with Dray in mind, knowing how much he loves this particular piece of jewelry. A hot pink garden apron hides the faery for now.

“But not for long,” she whispers, grinning mischievously.

Sara walks to a coffee table in the reception area and replaces a weary-looking snake plant with a pot of yellow tulips. Afterwards she cleans and fertilizes two miniature palmetto trees. Then she swings open the heavy wooden doors to Dray’s office and pushes the cart through.

“Don’t you believe in knocking, sugar?” Dray asks, his head bowed in concentration. He finishes the note he’s scribbling in a manila folder, closes it, and tosses his pen on the desk. When he looks up, his eyes twinkle like warm cinnamon and a teasing smile tugs at his lips.

“Dear Goddess,” Sara purrs. She stops in front of his desk and rests her hands on her slim hips. “You look good enough to eat, big boy.”

Leaning back in his chair, Dray clasps his hands behind his head and laughs. “You always surprise me, sugar. I forget how freely you speak your mind.”

Sara ignores his comment while she unties the garden apron. Dropping it on the plant cart, she saunters toward him, grinning triumphantly when his gaze falls to the faery navel ring. His eyes flash to black for just a moment before returning to their normal color.

Dray looks up and winks at her. Pushing his chair away from the desk, he opens his legs, allowing her to move between his thighs. When he hugs her legs for a moment with his knees, she giggles. There’s something about coaxing the playful side out of this serious man that totally turns her on.

Then again, everything about Dray turns her on. Especially when she pushes him over the edge sexually. And she intends to do just that.

Next.

Sara leans over and places her hands on his slacks, curling her slim fingers into his thighs, inches from his crotch. “I’m a spontaneous Witch, remember?”

Dray chuckles and inclines his head. “That you are, darlin’.”

Looking at him now, Sara can’t believe it’s been five days since she kissed him in the greenhouse storage closet. She’d forgotten how his black hair shimmers almost blue beneath the florescent lights of the office. As usual, it’s tied neatly at the nape of his neck with a dark ribbon and flows elegantly down to his waist. Her fingers ache to wade through its silky waves.

Today he’s wearing a black pinstripe suit, obviously Karl Lagerfeld. The jacket is neatly folded and lying over the back of an antique loveseat next to the desk. A pale lavender dress shirt and orchid tie complete his outfit.

Dray shifts in the chair, and she notices he’s wearing another pair of expensive Italian loafers. Black, of course. His designer socks are a soft cashmere blend in a tasteful black and lavender argyle pattern.

Sara can’t help smiling. The man always looks like he just stepped off a fashion runway.

His subtle cologne teases her senses, and she wonders if she’ll have the strength to carry through with her plan. Once again, she underestimated the fiery effect his presence has on her libido, which is making it hard to concentrate. All she can think about is how much she wants to jump him and impale herself on his delicious cock.

Right now.

But she can’t.

Dray opens his legs wider and reaches toward Sara, pulling her to him. His cool fingers slip beneath her sweater and caress her hips.

“I do love this,” he muses, flicking the silver faery dangling from the ring in her navel.

“You’re so easy,” Sara taunts. She slides her hands up his arms, enjoying the solidity of his lean muscles beneath the expensive weave of the lavender dress shirt.

Dray takes a deep breath and then exhales slowly. “What is that exotic fragrance you wear, sugar?” He inhales deeply again and growls. “It was clinging to my skin when I left you at the greenhouse.” His eyes darken. “I had meetings the rest of the day, but that fragrance haunted me. It made me want to bend you over this desk and take you hard and fast.”

“Alrightyyyy!” Sara exclaims, wiggling against his thighs. “I knew there was a reason I liked you, bat-boy.”

Dray winces and shakes his head.

Before he can protest she places her finger on his lips. “It’s called Egyptian Musk. I order it online from an incense shop in California.”

“Mmm,” Dray hums, and his tongue darts out to lick the tip of her finger. “Val could smell it on me, too. He kidded me about it the rest of the day.”

“Did that bother you?”

“Val delights in bothering me.” Dray sighs, looking exasperated. He shifts in his chair again, and Sara notices his cock straining against the fabric of his slacks.

Oh, yeah. He definitely likes her signature scent.

The sight of his steely bulge makes her want to purr. But she resists. This surprise isn’t about her. It’s about Dray, and how far she can push him today.

The last time she saw him was Monday morning. Now it’s Friday. Almost five days with no contact is not acceptable as far as she’s concerned. In less than two months she’ll be moving to Atlanta. She plans to be incredibly well-fucked by this gorgeous man before she leaves Columbia.

Dray needs to realize that. And fast.

“So,” he begins, the silver faery tumbling between his long fingers, “what made you think you could barge into my office unannounced, Sara? I am your boss, after all.”

Leaning down, she licks the shell of his ear, and he shivers. “Why should I knock?” she whispers.

“Because I might be on a conference call or in a meeting.”

“But you weren’t.”

“Not this time.” He reaches up and strokes the base of her throat, lingering for a moment over her rapidly beating pulse. “Did you miss me, sugar?” He pulls her closer, and she balances both hands on the arms of his chair.

Slowly he brushes his lips against hers before initiating a smoldering kiss. Sara sighs with satisfaction and presses in to taste more of him. He chuckles, and his tongue snakes forward to dance with hers.

A few minutes later he leans back and kisses the corner of her mouth. “Why are you here, Sara?” he murmurs.

She licks his bottom lip playfully. “Your plants are on my rotation schedule this morning.” She cups his face with her hands, stroking his cheeks with her thumbs. “Plus, I want kisses.”

Dray’s fingers slide beneath the waistband of her jeans to toy with the black lace of her panties. “Is that all?” he asks roughly.

“Nah,” Sara replies, slanting her lips over his. She flicks her tongue into his mouth and kisses him deeply, while her right hand drops to his crotch. When she wraps her fingers around his throbbing dick and squeezes gently, Dray groans. Pulling back from their hungry kiss, she waggles her eyebrows. “I want this, too, big boy.”

Dray chuckles and clears his throat. “Darlin’, we’re in my office in the middle of the day. I can’t fuck you now. Not here.”

“But you said you wanted to bend me over this desk and give it to me hard and fast.”

Dray arches his eyebrows and laughs. “Fantasy and reality rarely ever meet, sugar.”

“Oh, really, Dracula?” she challenges. Her left hand grips his zipper and slides it down. Before he can move she lifts his swollen cock from the folds of expensive fabric. “They do for me all the time.”

“Sara, don’t,” he warns, and then jerks when she slides her fingers over the satin skin of his thickening shaft.

“Hush, big-boy,” she scolds. “It’s almost lunchtime. Let me play.” She releases his cock and backs up, motioning for him to slide his chair up to the desk.

“Sara, you didn’t lock the door.”

She laughs naughtily while she sits for a moment on the edge of his desk. “And this is supposed to discourage an exhibitionist?”

“Oh, no.” Dray closes his eyes and sighs. “I forgot.”

“I didn’t,” she chimes, dropping to her knees and ducking her head to scoot beneath the desk.

“Sara, stop,” he commands, reaching for her arms to lift her up.

Quickly, she grasps his thighs and licks a drop of salty fluid from the engorged head of his cock. Dray stiffens and inhales sharply. His grip tightens on her arms. Not to pull her up, but to hold on as she sucks the crest of sensitive skin beneath the head, tickling it with her tongue.

“Fuck,” he exhales. “You can’t do this here.”

Sara looks up at him and licks her lips. She wraps her fingers around his hardening shaft and begins to pump slowly. “But I am, big-boy.” She giggles and pumps faster. “I’ve been wanting to eat you ever since you nailed me in the greenhouse.” She gives him a Fey smile and bats her eyelashes. “Really.”

“Damn,” he moans, his jaw rigid as he struggles for control. “You’re destroying me, Sara.”

“Well, it’s about time somebody did.” She looks down at his gorgeously stiff cock between her hands. “I’d say you’re long overdue, wouldn’t you?”

Dray shivers when Sara dips her head and takes his entire shaft into the moist warmth of her mouth. “You look like an angel, sugar. But I swear, you’re as dangerous as sin.” He exhales roughly. “I never know what you’re going to do.”

“Or say,” she adds. Then she licks his erection from the root to the head in one slow, sensuous stroke.

“That, too.”

“Good,” Sara replies. She wraps her lips around his shaft and pulls back, sucking slow and hard until his cock pops out of her mouth. “You have no idea how much I love this.”

“Oral sex?” he asks, gritting his teeth when she sucks the swollen head of his dick, kissing the tiny slit after she flicks her tongue across it.

“Cocks,” she corrects, letting his dick pop out of her mouth a second time.

Dray hisses, and his shaft jerks with need. “You did it again.”

“I know. I can’t help it, Dracula. I love everything about cocks, especially yours. The musky way you taste. How wonderful my tongue feels gliding over your soft, silky skin.” She kisses the tip again. “I love this fat head, ya know?” She hums as she licks the bulging vein running down his steely shaft. “I could eat you for lunch,” she whispers. “And I think I will.”

Dray frowns and lifts his hips toward her. “In other words, I’m in serious trouble.”

Sara looks up at him and gives him a saucy grin. “Definitely.”

At that moment a sharp knock on the door causes Dray to straighten. Quickly, he helps Sara scoot all the way under his desk. Then he slides his chair forward to hide her presence completely.

“Dray,” Val says, striding into the office. “I have those marketing reports you asked for.”

Sara presses her cheek to Dray’s leg, smothering a giggle. Then she nips his thigh through the fabric of his slacks. When he jumps she hears papers rustling.

“Are you okay, little brother?” Val asks. “You look flushed.”

Before Dray can reply, he inhales sharply as Sara swallows his cock, slowly pulling back in long, sucking strokes. With her right hand she pumps the root of his shaft again.

“No, I’m fine, Val,” he replies huskily.

“Okay,” Val says, not sounding convinced. “Lacey wasn’t at her desk, so I thought I’d check to see if you’re free to discuss this.”

“No problem. What can I do for you?” Dray grips Sara’s arm and shakes it.

She ignores his warning and sets a tight, suctioning rhythm, swirling her tongue over the head of Dray’s thick cock. Rock-hard now, his shaft twitches in her mouth. When she reaches out and fondles his balls, Dray jumps again.

“I see Sara has been here,” Val comments, sounding amused.

“Oh?”

“Her plant cart,” Val continues. “But I didn’t pass her on the way in. Where is she?”

“Miss Gadsden had something she wanted to take care of first,” Dray replies. His thighs tremble against Sara, while she relentlessly works his needy shaft.

If she could, she’d laugh out loud. Val’s timing is perfect. She had hoped her surprise would push Dray beyond his comfort zone. But Val’s presence takes it to the next level. She’s so turned-on she can feel her juices flowing through the lace of her panties, soaking the seam of her jeans.

Sara hears Val chuckle when the desk creaks above her. He must be sitting on the edge like he did the first time she met him.

“There is the most unusual fragrance in this room.” Val hesitates, and she can hear him sniffing loudly. The man obviously loves to torment his brother. “It smells like a mix of Sara’s intriguing perfume and something else. Something hot and wet.”

Dray clears his throat irritably. “Val….,” he warns.

“Don’t worry, little brother,” Val replies, laughing. “I think we can have this discussion another time.”

The desk creaks again, and Sara can hear Val walking toward the door.

“Would you like me to lock this for you when I leave?” Val asks.

“Please,” Dray growls.

After Sara hears the door close and the snick of the lock she bursts out laughing. She can’t resist. Val’s interruption was so timely it was as if she’d planned it herself. But she didn’t. And that made it even better.

“Enough!” Dray exclaims, thoroughly exasperated.

He digs his heels into the Oriental rug beneath the desk and pushes back, rolling the chair away while lifting Sara to her feet in one effortless motion.

“Vixen,” he exhales, leaning back in the chair and taking a ragged breath. His engorged dick is so hard it presses against his stomach like a flagpole.

“Wasn’t that fun?” she asks, clapping her hands and laughing out loud again. “I just loved it!”

“You would, sugar,” he grumbles.

Standing between his legs, Sara looks down at him and sighs. There’s no other way to say it: the man is simply gorgeous.

At this moment Dray’s face is flushed with sexual tension. His eyes shine like onyx beneath lids heavy with lust. His hair is no longer neatly gathered at the nape of his neck. Now a few loose strands frame his moist face. He definitely has the look of a man who needs release, and she wants him badly.

How did she ever think she could push him like this and deny herself? Suddenly, her brilliant plan doesn’t seem like such a good one.

As if sensing her inner struggle, Dray begins to stroke his rigid cock still slick with her saliva. Gone is the conservative businessman. In his place is a wild creature, who watches her with the intensity of a seasoned predator.

The planes of his face seem sharper now, and his expression radiates raw need. Knowing him, she’s sure it’s the blood lust of the Sanguinarian. Still, his piercing stare almost melts her. It’s so blatantly sexual.

And hungry.

Her pussy gushes, and she craves him with a hunger of her own. Every cell in her body urges her to jump into his lap and ride him until they’re both sweaty and exhausted.

“Dear Goddess, you’ve got to be sexiest man I’ve ever met,” she breathes.

Before she can change her mind and ditch her plan, Sara drops to her knees and takes his thick cock into her mouth. Massaging his balls with her fingertips, she feels them draw up tight against his groin. She starts to hum, vibrating his shaft as she drags her tongue around the bulbous head, fluttering it over the sweet spot underneath.

“Damn!” Dray wraps her braid around his fist. “Suck me,” he commands, pumping his hips while he fucks her mouth.

His cock hardens like an iron rod. Sara’s cheeks hollow while she runs her tongue across the head and then down his shaft. Back and forth. Up and down. Taking him deeply into her throat, she swallows to give the tip a squeezing, erotic kiss. At the same time she pumps him with her right hand, working him thoroughly to the root.

A few minutes later he swells even larger, and an intense climax roars through him. Sara looks up and watches Dray tip back his head and howl with feral pleasure.

Immediately, he tries to pull back. But Sara digs the short nails of her left hand into his thigh, holding onto him as she swallows and laps up the streams of hot cum his pulsing dick shoots down her throat. When he finishes, she tenderly kisses his softening shaft before releasing it.

Sitting back on her heels, Sara grins up at him and licks her swollen lips. “That was quite a yell, big-boy. Think Lacey is gonna call 911?”

Dray collapses in the chair and chuckles wearily. Reaching up, he tugs the ribbon from his hair. As he finger-combs his long tresses he pushes them away from his moist face. Then he pulls out a drawer in the desk and grabs a monogrammed handkerchief to blot the perspiration from his forehead.

Taking advantage of the moment, Sara leaps up and straddles his lap before he can protest. “Here. Let me help you with that.” She takes the handkerchief from him and gently dabs his face and neck. A bead of sweat rolls down his cheek, and she licks the salty fluid with the tip of her tongue.

“No,” Dray finally replies, loosely wrapping his arms around her.

“No, what?”

“No, Lacey isn’t going to call 911.” He takes a ragged breath and exhales slowly. “She had a doctor’s appointment this morning and won’t return until after lunch.”

“You’re a lucky guy,” Sara giggles, kissing the corner of his mouth.

“And you, sugar, are a dangerous woman.” Dray turns until their lips meet, and his tongue enters at a leisurely pace. But when Sara moans, his arms tighten around her. His kiss becomes aggressive, and he takes possession of her mouth.

Sara leans into him, surrendering completely. Lust fuels her libido, and heat pools low in her belly. She presses her fingers into his arms to keep from ripping the expensive designer clothes from his body and ramming his gorgeous cock inside her.

Breathlessly, Sara pulls away from his mouth when she feels her resistance slipping. “You, Mr. Manigault, are a dangerous kisser,” she whispers.

Dray tucks a stray wisp of blonde hair behind her ear, his touch lingering while his thumb strokes the pulse at her neck. “That was an incredible blow job, sugar.” He bends forward, his hot breath caressing her neck as he nips her shoulder. “I think you’re the one with the dangerous lips.”

Sara laughs and wiggles her ass against his thighs. Unfortunately, it brings her clit in direct contact with his crotch, reminding her of how much she wants him.

Once again, as if Dray can read her thoughts, his hand moves down to cup her mound. His thumb presses against that sensitive bundle of nerves while he massages her pussy.

It feels so good her resistance crumbles. Sara closes her eyes and mewls as she bucks against his talented fingers.

When he removes his hand, she whimpers in protest.

“Shh,” Dray soothes. Staring at her intently, he brings his fingers to his nose and takes a deep breath. His eyes flash as black as a summer night while he inhales the spicy scent of her arousal. Slowly, he lowers his hand, his dark eyes never losing contact with hers. “What about you, sugar? What can I do for you?”

“Nothing,” she replies, swallowing hard to bolster her resolve.

“No?” He strokes her thighs, stopping short of her aching cunt.

Sara shakes her head, unable to trust her voice. Carefully, she tucks his semi-hard cock back into his slacks and zips him up with trembling fingers. “I like the idea of you owing me, Dracula.”

He lifts his eyebrows with surprise.

“Don’t worry.” She glances up at him through thick lashes. “I’ve got something reallllllly kinky in mind.”

Dray just looks at her. Speechless and horrified.

A saucy smile lights Sara’s face. “Payback is a bitch, isn’t it?”

“Damnation, woman,” he grumbles. “You’re not dangerous. You’re lethal.”

“Just figuring that out, huh?” Sara laughs, rocking back on his thighs. “Hey, ever notice how I’m always sitting on your lap before or after sex, bat-boy?”

“Do tell,” he murmurs. “Almost looks as thought you’ve conquered me, doesn’t it, darlin’?”

“Maybe I have,” she whispers, nuzzling his neck, suddenly not as anxious to leave Columbia in January as she’d planned.

“What a weird thought,” she muses. Then she nips his earlobe.

Hard.

“You bit me!” Dray exclaims, jerking back from her.

“Fair is fair, Dracula.” Sara laughs again, the sound as high and clear as the tinkling of tiny bells.

Dray rubs his ear and frowns.

“What? You thought you were the only one who could play vamp?” Sara winks at him. “Think again, big-boy.” She places her finger on his sexy lips. “Remember, I’m an expert on vampires.”

“I know, sugar.” A wry grin curves one corner of Dray’s mouth. He lifts her hand, turns it over, and slowly presses a kiss to the center of her palm. “I haven’t forgotten.”

********

You can find "A Vampire's Kiss" in the Kindle Store here for $0.99:

http://www.amazon.com/Vampires-Kiss-Book-Manigault-ebook/dp/B004XW34TU/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&s=digital-text&qid=1303768592&sr=1-10

Or at my books site here in pdf for $0.99:

http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps
PaganSpace: http://www.paganspace.net/profile/LauraStamps

Lack of Nookie

2011-05-26T15:31:00.000-07:00

Last week I started doing something really fun. Every night before I get offline I read a few of the old emails from my Fey mate. He found me at Witchbook the end of January, and what can I say? It was like lightning struck us both. YOWZA!

Why am I reading his old emails? Because they make me happy. But most important he gives me something I need.

Let me back up for a minute. Lately, a few of my readers have asked why there haven't been any blog posts in 2011 about my wild sex life with Wes? I mean, that's been one of the main themes of my blog since it began in 2008.

However if you've been reading this blog for a while (or my Memoir books) you know Wes has been messing up a LOT the last three years (especially in 2010).

In January 2011, I began to give up on him, and in February I was done. In March, I cancelled our Sunday sex dates. Our sex life for the last year has been dwindling drastically, so I gave up on that, too.

As you know, I've always been the one in charge of the Sunday sex dates (in other words, I make sure they happen *lol*). Actually, I've been the one chasing him for sex 99% of the time the last three years. But in March I told Wes I was through. From now on he's in charge of any sex we have, including Sunday sex dates. If he wants to fuck me then he has to come to me. I'm finished.

Since his libido isn't as hot as mine and he goes on a lot of golfing vacations, this means I'm getting much less sex than usual in 2011.

So lack of nookie is why you haven't seen any posts in 2011 about my sex life with Wes.

But don't get me wrong. I still LOVE and NEED lots of sex. That hasn't changed. And if I weren't fucking my yummy Fey mate every night in the spirit realms my pussy would've dried up and blown away by now. No doubt about it.

Still, wild sex in the spirit realms isn't gonna hold me forever. I need it in the earth realm, too, just like everyone else. So this is a temporary fix until I can make some much needed changes.

The wonderful thing about my Fey mate is he's NOT an Alpha. He's a Gamma (part Alpha, part Beta). So he can give this Beta chick exactly what she needs.

And what would that be?

I need affection. I need to be treated like a desirable woman. I need to be appreciated for that. I need to be loved affectionately. I need to be chased (I need that a LOT). I need to be ravaged. I need a man who can't get enough of me (I need that a LOT!!).

Because he's a Gamma and my mate he can give all of this to me. In other words, he doesn't have that Alpha hang-up where he's afraid to express himself in the way a woman needs. Thus, all the emails he sent me. There's just something so sexy about a man who will actually talk to you and listen to what you have to say. We have wonderful email discussions, and he always answers every question I ask. Best of all, he answers fully. No short or one-word Alpha answers from this hunky Gamma guy. *wink*

And that's the thing. Women need words AND actions. Alpha men tend major in action and minor in words. But one without the other just doesn't cut it.

Alpha men not only don't "discuss," but they're also stingy with their affection. They give you dribbles when they feel you "deserve" it. This leads to an irritating habit of taking their lovers/wives for granted. Sometimes they even treat us like a "buddy" rather than a desirable woman.

HORRORS!

Yeah, I'm soooooo tired of being treated like a buddy. *sigh*

So this blog post is for all my Alpha men readers. If you're married to a sweet Beta woman don't make the mistake of taking her for granted. And whatever you do, DON'T start treating her like one of your guy-buddies.

SHIVERS!

Treat her like a desirable woman. Chase her. Ravish her. Let her know how much you appreciate, lust after, and adore her. And don't be stingy about it. Don't think doing this once a month or once a quarter is enough. Not even close!

Otherwise, your Beta wife may end up like me. Out of love. Out of lust. And oh-so-ready to move on.

As for this blog, don't worry. You'll find no lack of nookie here. Now that "A Vampire's Kiss" is finished, I plan to post excerpts from the hot sex scenes in my novels from time to time.

Sound good?

That means you'll have the sizzling sex in my novels to keep your blood pumping, your pussies wet, and your dicks hard until I can fix the lack of nookie in my life.

Oh, and in case you're wondering, the "fix" I have in mind for the SexWitch's life is gonna be AWESOME! Stay tuned.... *witchy wink*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps
PaganSpace: http://www.paganspace.net/profile/LauraStamps

Pics of My Office & a Hunky Guy's "Tool"

2011-05-22T18:28:00.000-07:00

Okay, everyone knows I spent almost a week cleaning out and organizing my office. Actually, my office takes up two rooms. One room is for my office furniture (desks, tables, chairs, computer, printer, altar). The other room is for my files, book inventory, book shipping materials, research notes, archives, and office supplies.

It only took a day to get my office back in shape (cleaning out all the drawers/shelves/piles of stuff). But my file room is the real monster, and you've heard me complain it took three days to clean that baby up. I try to do it every 6-8 months. But because I had to spend 2010 fixing the mess my exagent made of my career, I didn't have the time to clean out and organize my file room for over two years.

HORRORS!

Yeah, it was a freakin mess and totally beat my ass. My offices are upstairs, so I spent three days going up and down stairs, carrying boxes of stuff I don't need anymore to the street. I left five heavy boxes upstairs for Wes to carry down for me when he got home from his latest 4-day golfing trip to the beach. By the time he finished, he was sweating and panting. I said, "Just imagine doing that for three days." He replied, "Hell, I'm glad I was out of town." lmao!

Since everything is clean and sparkly again I thought you might enjoy seeing where the SexWitch creates her HAWT novels. I had a blast taking these, cause they're the first pics I've taken with the cool camera in my new iPhone. WOOT!

Anyway, now that everything is organized again, if a hunky Otherkin Fey guy should come along and make me an offer I can't refuse it'll be a piece of cake (kinda) to pack up my office and hit the road. ;)

1.) Main Office: My computer desk, laptop, and printer.

2.) Main Office: This drawing table is from my artist days. I paid $25.00 for it 35 years ago when I was a 19-year old art student working fulltime as a paste-up artist at a local printing company and going to college fulltime at night. I bought it used from an artist who had graduated from one of those ritzy art schools in Florida I'd always wanted to go to but could never afford. I had moved out of my abusive home and loved living by myself in my tiny apartment. But money was tight, so I went to Dalton Junior College in GA for two years. Then I transferred to the College of Charleston in SC to finish my degree in Fine Art (Painting). Now I use this drawing table as my desk. In fact you may recognize it from the Mirabella section of "The Witches of Dixie: Book One of the Witchery Series." Cool, huh? ;)

3.) Main Office: This is my Treasure Map, which now spans two bulletin boards and hangs over my drawing table. I recently reworked it to include my yummy book covers. Actually, Savannah makes one in "What Witches Want: Book Two of the Witchery Series." A treasure map is a magickal collage of your current goals arranged in a visual format. I've used treasure maps for decades to achieve all my personal and career goals. Yeah, they WORK!

4.) Main Office: My little portable altar sits next to my drawing table beside my rolodex and CD player (gotta have my Nickelback!).

5.) Main Office: Couldn't pass up a chance to snap a close-up of the 2011 "Cock" Calendar hanging in my office. Turns out the camera in my iPhone is EXCELLENT for shooting yummy tools. Who knew? *lick, lick*

6.) File Room: Okay, this is "the monster." Keep in mind what you see in the pics of this room is only HALF of what was in there. The rest landed on the street. Whew!

7.) File Room

8.) File Room

Looks really good, doesn't it? Yeah, this is where you'll find the SexWitch most of the time. Unless I'm flying through the spirit realms to meet my totally yummy Fey mate for wild monkey sex. Or I hit the streets of Columbia to terrorize my local friends and ogle hunky Southern men. Duh! *wicked wink*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps
PaganSpace: http://www.paganspace.net/profile/LauraStamps

Sexy Vampires & Magick

2011-05-19T11:11:00.000-07:00

Those of you who are fans of my "The Manigault Vampires" series will be happy to know I've been taking notes and plotting the second vamp novel in this series, "A Vampire's Embrace." This novel is about Val (Dray's fun-loving, older brother) and how he finds his true mate.

Okay, I know what you're gonna ask. Yes, you've already met the heroine of this novel if you've read "The Witchery Series" trilogy. No, I'm not telling you who she is...yet. *wicked grin*

Actually, Chapter 1 of this novel has been in first draft since 2009, which means I've known who she is for that long (more wicked grinning). I wrote it immediately after I finished the first draft of "A Vampire's Kiss," so I could preserve the flow of this smokin' hot erotica series. Now I'm just figuring out the details.

As you know from meeting Val in "A Vampire's Kiss," he's a fun guy. He loves sex, women, kink, and his vampire lifestyle. He also loves being single. Uh-oh. Get ready for some wild times with this vampy dude. Where Dray is conservative, Val is NOT. ;)

However, I don't plan to write the first draft of this novel just yet. I've got too much I wanna do first, like take a much needed vacation. I'm really grooving on the idea of running off for a week (or the rest of my life) with a hunky Otherkin Fey guy for lots of wild monkey sex. In fact, I think I'll send that message out to the universe right now: "Hey, good-lookin, if you're listening, I want you to know I'm finished with my To-do list. I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready to come to YOU!!"

Do you think he heard me? I hope so! *sex-obsessed wink*

Speaking of vampires, "A Vampire's Kiss" has been landing on three of the "Top 100 Bestsellers" lists in the Kindle Store (Erotica, Ebook Erotica, Vampire Romance) ever since it came out in April. WOOT! I'll tell you right now I take no credit for this. All the kudos go to my fabulous Fey and my loyal fans/readers who love this novel so much they're telling their friends to read it. Thank you, thank you, thank you! You totally ROCK!!!

Now for the magick part of this blog post. As all of you know, I'm an out-of-the-broom-closet Witch. I'm also Otherkin Fey. So my Pagan faith isn't a part of my life. It is my life.

I perform two altar rituals, a circle of protection ritual, and a Fey ritual every day. That's a given. The rest of the day I work with metaphysical law, intent, spellcasting, invocation, or whatever I need to survive my crazy, fast-track life. ;)

From this blog and my postings on Facebook, Twitter, and Pagan-Playground you also know this Witchy chick LOVES magickal charms, amulets, oils, jewelry, etc. Because of that, I'm always discovering fab new online sources for this great stuff.

Guess what? I found another one this month, and it's AWESOME!

It's called Mrs. Oddly: Something Oddly Made for You, and her site offers the most incredible Fey magick potions/oils, charms, wands, jewelry, poppets, etc.

http://www.etsy.com/shop/MrsOddly?ref=top_trail

I met Mrs. Oddly years ago on PaganSpace, but she didn't open her store or offer her "goodies" to the public until this year. Mrs. Oddly is full Fey, and her items are magickally crafted according to the Faerie Tradition. Because she's the real thing (oh, yes, she is!) her products are incredibly powerful.

Trust me. I know. ;)

Check out her store when you get a chance. I have some of her black hearts, jewelry, and oil, and I am very very pleased with them. Her goodies work so well they will AMAZE you. Seriously.

In other magickal news it seems a certain hunky guy cast a "Binding Love Spell" on me a few weeks ago. Oh, my! *licks my naughty lips*

When I realized this, I told Mrs. Oddly I must be the only woman on the planet thrilled to have such a powerful spell on me. But then there's never been anything "normal" about the SexWitch, has there? lmfao!

*smooches*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps
PaganSpace: http://www.paganspace.net/profile/LauraStamps

My Comfort Zone? What Comfort Zone?

2011-05-16T14:36:00.000-07:00

Back in March, a sweet and incredibly wonderful Pagan guy I know was concerned about me. He said it had occurred to him that I might never leave my "comfort zone."

I've gotta say his comment took me by surprise.

My comfort zone? What comfort zone?

One of the things I love about being me is my philosophy of life. I think it should be FUN. When my life or career stops being fun I tweak it until I'm having fun again. Period.

And that's exactly what I've done ever since I escaped my abusive family as a teen. Life was hell growing up, so I decided enough is enough. As an adult, I've made it my goal to create the life I desire, which in my case changes as I grow and change.

I guess one reason I do this is because I'm an Aries. Aries chicks go for what we want without analyzing things too much. We tend to follow our hearts.

Most people think we do this because we're fearless. I mean, it takes a lot of courage to leave one comfort zone after another in a quest to better our lives.

But the truth is we're scared shitless, just like everyone else. Really. Yet the idea of remaining in a life (or career situation) that no longer works is even scarier for an Aries.

So we gather our courage and take a flying leap into the unknown. Sometimes when I do this I land on my feet and hit the ground running, like I did when I went into ebook in 2010. Sometimes I crash and burn, like I did when I signed with my exagent in 2009.

My friend Amanda and I were talking about this at lunch last week. I truly believe when you follow your heart and take that kind of risk you've got a 50-100% chance of succeeding. It's only when you don't do it you've got a 100% chance of failure.

And this Witchy chick is NOT into failure. I'm into living life to the fullest. I want a life filled with passionate love, sex, affection, and joy. That means I have to take risks.

But you know what? This SexWitch is gonna continue to do just that. Yes, she is! And she ain't looking back. *Aries wink*

In other news, I spent most of last week cleaning out my office. Don't laugh. It's more work than you might think cause my office takes up two rooms. One room is for my office furniture (desks, tables, chairs, computer, printer, altar). The other room is for my files, book inventory, book shipping materials, research notes, archives, and office supplies.

Yeah, my file room is the real monster. I try to clean it out and organize it every 6-8 months, because as an author my career changes from year to year as new books/series are published, and publishers/agents come and go.

It's just the nature of my biz that there are some things I need to hang on to for a while, and I have no idea how long. Could be 6 months. Could be 10 years. But the minute I find out I no longer need something, out it goes! Like I said, I'm an Aries chick. Not a clutter bug. And we LOVE clean, open spaces and everything organized. ;)

I knew this cleanup was gonna be a scary job for several reasons. First, I went into ebook in 2010 after being published exclusively in paperback for 23 years. Second, I dumped my recent agent and the shitty publisher he signed me with. Then I signed new contracts with two of my fav publishers. Third, I had to spend 2010 fixing the mess my exagent made of my career, which meant I didn't have time to clean out and organize my file room for over two years.

HORRORS!

Yeah, it was a freakin mess. Still, I had no idea it would take three days to clean it up. By the time I finished, half the stuff in that room landed on the street for the city to pick up and take to the dump this morning.

No, I'm not kidding.

It totally beat my ass, too. My offices are on the second floor of my house, so I spent three days going up and down stairs, carrying boxes to the street. In fact, I had to take an iron pill to get through the last day. Then I chugged a bottle of Airborne (okay, the dust bunnies were frightening...shivers!).

Damn, do I need a vacation now or what?!!

Hey, where's that yummy Pagan guy who told me about a romantic cabin in the Ozarks? When you're ready to come get me, good-lookin, I'll be waiting for ya (BTW, thanks for all the heavy-duty love spells you've sent my way....much appreciated, MUCH needed! *smitten Fey wink*).

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps
PaganSpace: http://www.paganspace.net/profile/LauraStamps

Update on the SexWitch's Love Life wink

2011-05-11T19:40:00.000-07:00

Wow, I learned something this morning that absolutely floored me.

The Fey told me my hunky Pagan cowboy (the one I'm soooooo crazy about) dumped me in March because he thought I had rejected him.

Holy fucking shit!!!

No way would I ever reject him! Like I said, I'm crazy about that guy. And all this time I thought he was the one who had rejected me. Wow. What a mess!

Now I've gotta think of a way to get this I-will-NEVER-reject-you message to him. Easier said than done, since he nuked his email addy after he dumped me.

Gee, if only I could sit on his lap like Sara did with Dray in "A Vampire's Kiss." Then I could kiss him silly. Do you think that would work? I do. Yeah, that's exactly what this Witch wants....and dreams about. *sex-obsessed wink*

Oh, well. Wish me luck as I try to fix things with my hunky Pagan cowboy. I'm gonna need it.

In other news, I have a magazine column. Last year I was talking with my good friend Anne Niven, the publisher of SageWoman and Witches & Pagans magazines. I've advertised in her mags for over a decade, and she totally rocks.

This time we were talking about sex and Pagans. She mentioned the woman who wrote her sex magick column wasn't working out.

Oh, really? *lusty grin*

So I proposed a column called "Dear SexWitch" written by the SexWitch you all know and love. I whipped off three sample columns and emailed them to Anne. She absolutely loved them because they're just like me: lusty with a dash of my shallow, Valley-girl humor. Duh!

However when she proposed the idea to the followers of the Facebook fan page for Witches & Pagans they hated the idea. Bummer. So she had to nix the column even though she loved it.

Flash forward to 2011. In January, Nyx DarkSky and I created our own Pagan social site called Pagan-Playground (kinda like a Pagan version of Facebook only better).

In March, Nyx mentioned she wanted to publish her own online Pagan magazine. I said, "Too cool...go for it, girlfriend!" And that's when I remembered those three "Dear SexWitch" columns I'd written for Anne back in 2010. When Nyx asked me about content for the new mag I told her she could have those columns, and she jumped on them.

Then for the rest of the month we bounced around ideas for articles, columns, etc., and came up with a cool name for the mag, The Witches' Hour. In the meantime, her brilliant techy husband began building a site for the mag.

Throughout April, Nyx worked her ass off creating the first issue. And on April 30, 2011, the first issue of The Witches' Hour magazine was born.

OMGoddess!!!!!!!!!!

This has to be the most beautiful Pagan magazine I've ever seen. Nyx really outdid herself with this one. Not only is every page beautifully illustrated but it's packed with tons of interesting articles and columns, including mine..."Dear SexWitch."

Issue #1 is 68 pages in pdf for $2.99 on Nyx's PaganMart site. Check it out. You're sooo gonna love this mag!

http://www.pagan-mart.com/the-witches-hour-magazine/303-the-witches-hour-magazine-issue-1.html

Okay, you won't hear much from me tomorrow until after dinner. Wes is leaving town for 4 days on yet another golfing trip, and I'm gonna attack my file room. I plan to do an all-day cleaning thing like I did last Saturday. My goal is to make 3 piles: stuff I wanna keep, stuff I'm throwing away, and stuff I'm leaving behind.

See ya later!

*smooches*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
Pagan-Playground: http://www.pagan-playground.com/Laura_Stamps
PaganSpace: http://www.paganspace.net/profile/LauraStamps

My Naughty Newsletter: R.I.P. sigh

2011-05-08T19:32:00.000-07:00

Sadly, it's true. My naughty newsletter just retired. Trust me, it's a shock to me, too. *lol*

Here's what happened. Two weeks ago I tried to send an email notification to my PR list. It got stuck in the spam checker at iContact, and they wouldn't let me send it because it had the word "ass" in it (as in "working my ass off on the vamp novel").

Huh?

Turns out most of the major email software (hotmail, gmail, yahoo, etc.) toughened their spam filters in the last month. So I deleted "ass," and that email got through.

Last week I tried to send an email notification to my reviewers list about "A Vampire's Kiss." It got stuck in the spam checker, too. This time it was because it had the word "sex" in it.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!

You mean I can't even say my novels have smokin hot "sex" in them anymore? *sigh* So I changed it to "sexx," and that email got through.

But you know what this means. My newsletter is NEVER gonna make it through these new, tough-as-hell spam filters for the email software most people use. There's too much trashy talk in it. And who has the time to tweak all of that? Not me!

So after a very successful 7-year run, my monthly naughty newsletter bites the dust this month, because the spam filters bit it in the "ass." Literally. *falls over laughing*

But I'm not too surprised. Like me, this newsletter has had a history of running from the censors. I created it in 2004 as a fab way to help my readers and fans keep up with this fast-moving, Witchy chick. But in 2009 the spam filters got so tough I could no longer include hot sex scenes from my novels and blog in it. Yeah, those of you who have been with me for years remember how X-rated this newsletter used to be. Let's just say cunt, pussy, cock, fuck, etc., did NOT make that tougher spam filter happy. lmao!

In 2008 my subscriber list had grown so large I could no longer manage it by myself. I hired iContact to manage it for me, and I now use its fab templates to create my newsletters and blog/PR/reviewer notification emails. iContact also manages my list and offers awesome tracking features that are way cool.

Another thing they do for me is run my emails through the current spam filters. They want my emails to reach my subscribers as much as I do. Yeah, I love iContact!

But it looks like the spam filters are tougher than ever in 2011. And if my newsletter isn't full of my trashy, sexy talk then it wouldn't be written by the SexWitch you all know and love, would it?

So it's a gonner. But don't worry. I've come up with a solution I'm really excited about.

As most of you know, I was too slammed while I finished final edits on "A Vampire's Kiss" to write the March and April issues of my newsletter. Instead I posted all that newsletter info on my blog when it happened instead of telling you about it at the end of the month in a newsletter. That meant I blogged more often than I usually do during those months.

And that's my brilliant solution: No more newsletter = more posts on this blog.

I'll just continue to do what I've been doing. Totally works for me cause I love blogging, and I'm kinda addicted to it. Gee, what a surprise! lol

Plus, my blog has an Over-18 Door on it, so I can say WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT!!!!

And if you're on my email list that just means you'll hear about it faster. Too cool, huh?

Hey, no one can keep this Witchy chick down for long. Unless it's a hunky guy. Then we all know I tend to roll over and spread ASAP. Duh! *sex-obsessed grin*

In other news, I finally started my massive housecleaning "project." I got 90% of my office cleaned out on Saturday (3 big trash bags hit the street that evening *lol*). I plan to finish the last 10% and then attack my file room one day this week. My office takes up two rooms (guess I should say "offices"), and my file room is a wreck after being neglected for 13 months. HORRORS!

I'm also working on an interview for HotnHeavy Book Reviews, and I'm meeting my friend, Amanda, at the mall for lunch Wednesday afternoon.

Plus....drum roll...I'm gonna try to get back to a normal sleeping schedule this week. My monthly acupuncture appointment is Wednesday morning, and I have to be up by 8:00am to make it. So that's the day I wanna start. My goal is to get up at 9:00am every day and crash at midnight.

I know. This vampy chick is gonna need all the help she can get. I've been working til 4:30am every day for well over a year now, and I'm used to it. But I miss seeing the sun in the morning. Wish me luck!

*smooches*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
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HOT Vampire Sex....Alrightyyyy!

2011-05-01T18:52:00.000-07:00

I have a treat for you today. Yes, I do!

As you know, my long awaited vampire novel, "A Vampire's Kiss," just came out on Monday. That means all my readers and fans FINALLY got their hot little hands on my yummy vamp, Dray. Not just pieces-parts of him. But the whole novel...all 37 chapters. WOOT!

In fact 17 hours after "A Vampire's Kiss" hit the Kindle Store it landed on 3 of the "100 Top Bestsellers" lists in Kindle (Vampire Romance, eBook Erotica, Erotica).

Do I have the best fans in the entire world, or WHAT?! Love you all!!

Today, as a treat for you because you're so fab, I thought I'd post one of the sizzling hot sex scenes in "A Vampire's Kiss" (Chapter 14). If you haven't read this Pagan erotica novel, this is the one where I made the heroine (Sara) a clone of me. I couldn't help myself. When I created Dray he was just so yummy I wanted to fuck him myself. And I did in this novel....over and over and over and...well, ya know. YOWZA!

Anyway, if you haven't had a chance to read this smokin' hot, romantic vampire novel you can find it for $0.99 in pdf on my site:

http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com

Or for $0.99 in the Kindle Store:

http://www.amazon.com/Vampires-Kiss-Book-Manigault-ebook/dp/B004XW34TU/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&s=digital-text&qid=1303768592&sr=1-10

Okay, ready for some hot vampire sex? Just one warning: grab a cold drink before you start reading. You're gonna need it! *sex-obsessed wink*

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A Vampire's Kiss: Chapter 14

“I can’t do this,” Dray replies, ending his hungry kiss with a slow sweep of his tongue.

But his hands say something different. When Sara lunged at him and knocked him against the door, he grabbed her by the waist to steady himself. His cool hands continue to linger there, moving up under her t-shirt, teasing her hot flesh.

“Yes, you can,” she protests, grasping his suit coat and yanking it halfway down his arms.

Dray chuckles as he releases her waist and slips off his coat, tossing it on an empty shelf. Lifting his wrist, he glances at his watch. “Sugar, I’m not kidding. I have a meeting in my office in thirty minutes.” He cups her face and brushes her lips with a quick kiss. “Damn,” he sighs, resting his forehead against hers. “You make me want things I haven’t wanted for decades.”

Sara giggles. “You’re not that old, bat-boy.” She presses her body into his and moves her hip against his crotch. “I’m older than you by at least five years, and you know it.”

Dray grins and kisses the tip of her nose. “If you say so, darlin’.”

Quickly, Sara slides her hand inside his slacks and curls her fingers around his swollen cock. “You can do this, Dray. You need a good fucking as much as I do.”

He inhales sharply and closes his eyes for a moment. “You love to talk dirty, don’t you, sugar?” he hisses, the muscle in his cheek clenching as he struggles for control.

Sara gently squeezes his shaft, running her thumb over the moist head. “Quit stalling, big boy. You can’t keep putting me off.” She grins wickedly and walks her fingers down the silky skin of his shaft. “I’m warning you. I don’t play fair.”

“So I've noticed,” he growls, his dick twitching beneath her touch.

“How much time do we have?” Carefully she unzips his slacks with one hand, while she continues to massage his lengthening erection with her other.

A low groan rumbles from Dray’s chest. He flicks his wrist and scans his watch. “Twenty-five minutes.”

Under the dim light of the closet lamp she can see the exact moment he surrenders to the lust pooling in his dark eyes. First, sexual tension sculpts his jaw in a rigid line. Then he grabs the edge of her t-shirt and cami.

“Lift your arms,” he commands, his voice husky and urgent. In a flash he strips her from the waist up and lays her clothes on top of his coat.

A fey smile curves Sara’s lips. She places her hands on her slender hips and shakes her small breasts at him. “Want me, bat-boy?”

“Damn,” he breathes, as her nipples bud into tight beads, rosy and succulent, under his heated stare.

Sara licks her finger, running it slowly down her neck and around each flushed areola. With both hands she rolls her nipples between her fingers, tugging on them. An electric bolt of sensation zips straight to her clit with every pinch. Her head drops back, and she moans.

When she looks up at Dray, her eyes are hazy with need. “You sure do curse a lot for a man who kids me about my dirty mouth,” she murmurs.

“You bring it out in me, sugar,” he replies, breathing heavily, his ravenous black eyes never leaving her nipples.

Sara licks her finger again, dragging it through the thatch of ebony curls covering Dray’s chest. When she reaches his belt she unbuckles it and frees his thick, erect cock.

Dropping to her knees, she swirls her tongue around his shaft. Then she swallows him to the root, humming with pleasure when the tip grazes the back of her throat.

Dray exhales loudly, as if the air has been knocked out of his lungs. He leans against the door, his hands gripping her braid while he slowly thrusts into her mouth.

Once, twice, three times.

“Enough!” he snarls and slips from between Sara’s moist lips, pulling her to her feet.

“You taste soooooo good, bat-boy.” Sara smiles teasingly and slowly licks her lips. “How much time do we have?”

“Fifteen minutes.”

“I need this Dray,” she insists, hoping he won’t leave her empty and frustrated again.

“Damn, sugar, so do I.”

Gripping her shoulders, Dray captures her mouth in the most aggressive kiss she’s ever received. It’s like she’s finally unleashed the dark hunger lurking behind his cool exterior. Threading his hands through her hair, he kisses her roughly, almost bruising her lips with the intensity of his desire.

And she loves it.

A thunderous jolt of lust hits her so hard she shivers. Her clit throbs, and moisture floods her pussy, trickling down her thighs.

“Are you ready yet?” Dray sniffs the air and then shoves his thigh between her legs, opening her up. He slips his hand into her jeans and panties, his long cool fingers parting her swollen folds.

Sara moans on contact and rubs against his hand, coating it with her cream.

“Fuck, you’re soaking wet.” Removing his thigh, he unzips her jeans with a movement so swift she can barely see it. Soon her jeans, panties, and boots are lying on the floor.

Huh? How did he do that?

The next thing she knows he’s lifting her in the air as if she were as light as her backpack. Completely nude, she wraps her legs around his waist, his hard cock stiff against her stomach.

Dray backs up against the door and cups her ass with his strong hands. “Put your feet flat on the door, sugar.” Positioning her dripping pussy over his shaft, he drags the head back and forth through her drenched labia. Then he plunges in with one swift stroke, pulling her to him, driving deeply into her moist heat.

“Dear Goddess!” Sara screams and arches her back. The girth of his cock stretches her delicate muscles, burning across nerve endings that have ached for him all morning.

Dray groans, his breathing shallow and labored now.

“Yesssssss!” she screams. Using her feet for leverage, she slides up and down on his shaft, loving how incredible he feels. When he pumps his hips to meet each of her slow, deep thrusts, she can’t help the joyful moan that escapes her lips.

Growling with each stroke, Dray sounds more feral by the minute. Perspiration trickles down his cheek. “Do you trust me, Sara?” he hisses, his voice ragged.

“Yes.”

He swallows roughly, watching her with a penetrating stare, every bit the predator now. His eyes are black as the night sky, glistening like dark crystals. Desire etches severe shadows into his face. His hair is scattered wildly across his shoulders. In this untamed state he looks more handsome than ever.

And dangerous.

Sara knows she’s pushed him too far this time, and she should be frightened. Something is happening here she doesn’t quite understand. Yet her raging libido calls to this part of him, yearns for a connection with this ravenous creature he keeps so carefully hidden.

“You’re hungry for me, aren’t you?” she whispers, staring into those black, glimmering eyes. She moves faster, rising and falling on his slippery dick, her pussy creaming with every stroke.

“Yes,” he grunts, his voice low and guttural.

Good.

Less talk. More action. Just the way she likes it.

“Then take me, big boy,” Sara purrs, leaning forward to lick a drop of sweat dangling from his earlobe. “I know you dream about me. Do it. Fuck me wild and hard the way you do in your dreams.”

Dray howls in response. The feral sound is so loud it roars through the storage closet, vibrating the metal shelves. He slams his cock into her, and she shrieks, arching her back against his strong arms, trusting him to hold her.

No man has ever made love to her like this. Wild, animalistic, untamed. Later she’ll think about why she needs to be fucked so savagely. But for now she can’t get enough of it.

“How much time do we have?” Sara pants, her body soaked with perspiration.

Dray glances at his watch. “Five minutes.”

Not enough time.

But before she can protest he swivels his hips. His deep thrusts graze her G-spot, and she mewls with pleasure. Damp strands of hair cling to her moist neck, and she swears she feels his cock touch the tip of her womb with every stroke.

“I can finish us fast if you trust me, sugar,” he murmurs against her neck. Lightly grazing her sensitized skin with his teeth, he torments her with erotic nips and sucking kisses.

“Do it,” Sara whimpers. White-hot heat coils in the depths of her belly. “I’m so close. Do it!”

Dray grabs her ass, crushing her to him, and grinds his pelvis against her clit. Then his teeth sink into her neck.

Deeply.

Brutally.

Much deeper than the last time.

And it hurts. But when she feels him draw that first sip of blood a clit and G-spot orgasm explode simultaneously, shattering her.

Suddenly, she’s screaming while she drowns in a river of ecstasy. It washes over her unmercifully, a tidal wave she’s powerless to stop. The pleasure is so intense it’s almost painful. And it goes on and on and on, until her head drops back and her screams are nothing more than rasping pants.

Just when Sara thinks she might survive it, a breast orgasm sizzles through her chest straight to her clit. Her nipples bud as hard as nails, and she splinters, convulsing in another fierce climax.

She clings to Dray, pressing her fingers into his muscular arms while he drives into her saturated cunt. Her back continues to bow from the force of these orgasms, and she gasps for breath.

It’s too much.

The pleasure is just too much.

Yet she never wants it to stop.

Floating in an orgasmic fog, Sara realizes she’s crossed the line today. For better or worse, she’ll crave passionate, edgy sex like this. More than that, she’ll hunger for a wild, feral man who will bite her.

And sip her blood.

She’s always been a greedy lover. But now she needs that blood transfer and those incredible orgasms. Having experienced the dark kink of a Sanguinarian like Dray, she won’t be satisfied with anything less.

In five amazing minutes Dray has become more than her sexy boss. He’s become a sexual addiction. And he’s turned her into a blood vamp’s groupie. A fangbanger.

A donor.

If she had the energy to laugh she would.

“Fuck!” Dray groans. The sound of his voice drags her back from her decadent thoughts to the storage closet and this dangerously kinky man who just sent her spiraling into unknown realms of ecstasy.

He thrusts into her once more and floods her spasming pussy with his seedless cum. The pulsing of his dick against her tender tissues ignites her G-spot, and she climaxes again.

Tears stream down her cheeks, and Sara opens her mouth to shriek with supreme satisfaction. But Dray covers her lips with his, swallowing her cry in a ravishing kiss.

Sticky and soaked with sweat, she collapses in his arms. She’s vaguely aware of his tongue lapping the open wound in her neck, but she’s too satiated protest. Each swipe soothes the broken flesh, and surprisingly she feels no pain.

“Wow, you really know how to nail a woman, Dracula,” she mumbles, her voice no more than a hoarse whisper.

Dray gives her one of those arrogantly male chuckles and slowly pulls out before lowering her to the floor. Grabbing a roll of paper towels from the shelf, he wipes their combined juices from his shaft. Then he tucks himself back into his slacks and zips up.

But instead of dressing hurriedly and dashing off to his meeting, he kneels in front of her. Tearing another paper towel from the roll, he cleans his cum from between her thighs.

When he finishes he tosses the paper towel in the trash. Still kneeling, Dray parts her pussy with his fingers and examines her swollen flesh. Then he kisses her mound tenderly, nuzzling her damp curls. When his tongue flicks out and laps her delicate tissues, she jumps. But he holds her firmly, gently licking away the soreness.

“I apologize for being so rough, sugar,” he says, looking up at her. “I hope I didn’t hurt you.”

Sara laughs, her heart still racing from the force of her last climax. “I needed frisky sex, big-boy.” She grins from ear to ear. “I absolutely loved it.”

Chuckling again, Dray stands and helps her into her clothes. He lets her button his shirt while he tucks it into his slacks. Expertly finger-combing his waist-length hair, he ties it back with the ribbon retrieved from the floor.

“Your shirt is a mess,” Sara comments, trying to smooth the wrinkles from his damp dress shirt. “Guess I got carried away.”

“We both did, darlin’.” Dray smiles affectionately and brushes a wet strand of hair from her flushed cheek. “But I have plenty of clean shirts at my place.” Then he pulls her into his arms and gives her a hot, mind-numbing kiss.

Sara can taste herself on his lips, and she melts against his firm body. He knows how that turns her on. But at this point she’s so relaxed all she can do is grind her swollen cunt into his dick and purr.

“I don’t know what it is about you, sugar,” he confesses, drawing back to take a deep breath. “But you unleash the animal in me.”

“Roar,” she growls, snuggling into him again, not wanting to let him go just yet. “Sounds good to me.”

Dray chuckles, and she can feel the masculine rumble vibrate his chest.

“Now I’m late.” He fishes his cell phone from the pocket of his slacks and quickly presses a few buttons with his thumb. “Lacey, I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” He looks at Sara and winks. “No, nothing to worry about. I was delayed by an intriguing complication.”

“Mmmm,” Sara hums, nuzzling his neck before releasing him. “I like being a complication.”

“You’re more than that, sugar.” A sexy grin tugs the corners of his mouth while he shrugs into his suit coat. “You’re a dangerous complication.”

“Hey, no one ever said life with me was easy,” she teases when he opens the door. “I come with a warning label. Didn’t you know that, bat-boy?”

“I do now.” Dray laughs and shakes his head. “Damn, do I ever.”

Sara leans on the doorframe of the storage closet, watching him square his shoulders and compose his expression. Then he walks briskly across the tile floor of the greenhouse and out the door, turning toward the penthouse.

But his tight ass and the rolling movement of his slim hips only remind her of how skillfully he just fucked her.

“That man is sex-on-a-stick,” she sighs, licking her kiss-swollen lips.

Reaching up, she hesitantly runs her fingers over the area on her neck where Dray bit her. Much to her surprise, the skin seems unbroken and healed. She presses lightly, testing it, but feels no tenderness or pain.

“Cool.”

Just to make sure, she walks over to her backpack and pulls out a tiny mirror. Swinging her braid out of the way, she scrutinizes her neck.

But the skin looks as smooth and unmarked as it feels.

“Alrightyyyyy,” Sara purrs, grinning devilishly. “Looks like my special bennies with vamp-man are gonna work out just fine.”

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Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
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"A Vampire's Kiss" is Finished and ON SALE NOW! Yay!!!

2011-04-25T18:41:00.000-07:00

That's right! "A Vampire's Kiss" just went live in the Kindle Store. *happy dance, happy dance*

http://www.amazon.com/Vampires-Kiss-Book-Manigault-ebook/dp/B004XW34TU/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&s=digital-text&qid=1303768592&sr=1-10

And it's also available in pdf on my site for all my Nook fans and those of you who read pdfs:

http://avampskiss.blogspot.com/p/how-to-order.html

The price for the entire novel is 99 cents. WOOT! Dontcha love me? *lol*

You'll notice I said the "entire" novel. That's because I never planned to release this awesome novel as a serial. But that was the only way I could get it out to my fans in 2010, while I was tied up in a contract with that shitty publisher my shitty exagent signed me with.

However, I had always hoped when I finished the book that it would be published as a whole novel the way it was meant to be. And Kittyfeather Press made that possible for me.

Yay!

So if you read the first 4 serial installments last year or months ago, don't worry. The entire book is the only version of this erotica novel available now. All you gotta do is start at the beginning (Chapter 1) and refresh your memory. See how easy I make things for you? *lol*

If you haven't read this HOT novel yet, here's what it's about:

"Sara Gadsden is a Wiccan Green Witch addicted to paranormal romance novels and their gorgeous vampire heroes. Like most people, she has no idea vampires actually exist until she meets Drayton Manigault at a Samhain party. Dray is not only one of Columbia's wealthiest businessmen, but he's also been a vampire for the last 147 years. Oh, and he's totally yummy. When Dray offers Sara a job working for his computer company, Manigault Technologies, fantasy collides with reality, and Sara's future is suddenly transformed into one wild, smokin' HOT ride!"

WARNING: Keep a glass of ice water handy, or your fav boy toy, or a fresh pack of batteries for your vibe. You're gonna need it. This one is FULL of sizzling sex. Hey, you would expect no less of me, right? *sex-obsessed grin*

All I can say is if you thought Dray was steamy in the first 4 installments, you ain't seen nothing yet. Trust me. The last 25 chapters of this scorching erotica novel are gonna give you a major case of panty-melt. Not to mention it's sooooooo romantic. *swoon*

As I've said in other blog posts, I'm incredibly pleased with how this one turned out. It's truly one of my best novels yet. Really.

Okay, time for me to hush so you can get your lusty hands on hunky Dray...

Happy sexy reading!!! *wicked wink*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4GPqd
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
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The SexWitch in LOVE...Alrightyyy!

2011-04-18T14:31:00.000-07:00

Happy Wind Moon Esbat, everyone! I did my Esbat ritual in the forest at 2:00 this morning, dancing with the Fey. I gotta say it was a gorgeous full moon. We had clear skies for a change with a bright, beautiful, glorious glow to this powerful April moon. Hope all my Pagan readers and fans have a fab Esbat today, too. ;)

Guess what? I got an iPhone 4 on Friday. That means for those of you who tried to call me on Friday and didn't get a response that's because I had no idea WTF to do with this new phone. *lol*

Here's what happened. I went to Verizon to get a new battery for my LG enV2 phone. Not only did they not have one, but they also kinda insinuated my phone was a dinosaur. Yikes! It's not even 2 years old. Fortunately, my contract comes up for renewal this summer, and the guy said I could upgrade now. Cool. I've been thinking about this for a few months and knew what I needed (unlimited texting, social media app package, great camera).

He showed me several awesome phones. But when he got to the iPhone 4, which was on sale for $145 and would only add $10 to my monthly plan, I jumped on it. Duh! I never in a million years thought I'd have an iPhone so I was jazzed. Plus, it came with my choice of a free protective cover. Cool! I got hot pink. Of course. ;)

However, afterwards I found out it doesn't come with an instruction book like my LG did. Are you kidding me? This phone is like a mini computer. Gotta have an instruction book. HORRORS! Luckily, when I Facebooked about it one of my fans there works at Books-A-Million and told me about the Dummies book for iPhones. YAY! I dashed out on Saturday and snagged one. I've been programming my new phone ever since, and I gotta say I agree with all iPhone owners now: I LOVE THIS PHONE!! It's just too cool. I even downloaded the Kindle app on it yesterday. WOOT!

Ready for more good news? I heard from Alex last week while she was at the convention in Vegas, and she said the vamp novel will be on Kindle and in pdf on my site by this weekend. Alrightyyyy! So those of you who can't wait to get your hot hands on yummy Dray you only have a week to go now. *happy dance, happy dance*

Okay, I wanna talk about LOVE. As I've said before, I'm a relationship kinda chick. And a romantic. I love men and sex, and since I lost my virginity 36 years ago (good riddance! *lol*) I've had one lover after another with no breaks inbetween. Okay, I'm easy. But like who doesn't know that? *slutty wink*

Those of you who have read my Memoirs know I'm totally into lust. But guess what? Lust isn't enough for this horny Witch anymore. Surprising, but true. I got a taste of what it feels like to be madly, completely, and totally in love this year, and I want more of it!!!

True, when you fall in love you run the risk of heartache. Yeah, been there this year, too. But I have to say the extreme happiness I felt in a love relationship is something I want again.

Being in love is just the most WONDERFUL feeling, isn't it? You walk around all day with a goofy smile on your face. Even if it's raining outside you're as happy as if the sun were shining. You have boundless energy. And you only have eyes for your lover. *swoon*

All is well in the world when you're in love.

I WANT MORE OF THAT!!!! And I need it. So I've decided I wanna be in love for the rest of my life. Because the last few years have been very stressful for me with the messes several Alpha men have made in my life I've decided to treat myself. I've decided to fall madly in love for the rest of my life.

Yes, I have!!

How? This is where being a Witch comes in handy. I've got a spell out there right now to bring into my life the Otherkin Fey mate who is supposed to be the right one for me....whomever he might be. And if he happens to be 6'6" and wears cowboy boots and button-fly Levis I can snap open ASAP, that totally works for me. Come to me, good-lookin! This Otherkin Fey chick is READY!!

But I digress... *fans myself*

Anyway, I'm thinking of falling in love for the rest of my life as my reward for surviving "The Alpha Men" years. Good strategy for a sweet, easy Beta chick like me, isn't it? I think so.

Alrightyyyy! The next time you hear from me on this blog I'll be announcing the new vamp novel is on sale in the Kindle Store and in pdf on my site. Should be sometime this weekend or Monday at the latest. WOOT! Is life good or what?!!

Love you all dearly!! Thanks for hanging with me during this last crazy year. I swear, this vamp novel is sooooooo GOOD it'll make up for the ten extra months you had to wait for it. Really. I promise.

*smooches*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
Email: laurastamps18@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com/
My Kindle ebooks (all $0.99): http://ht.ly/4yDbq
Blog: http://www.erotica-laurastamps.blogspot.com/
Tarot Card Readings: http://www.tarotbylaurastamps.blogspot.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/sexwitch
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SexWitchLaura
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"A Vampire's Kiss" is Finished!! YAY!!!

2011-04-14T10:14:00.000-07:00

At 5:00pm on Wednesday evening I finished the final edit on the vamp novel. And by 6:30pm I finished all the ebook stuff that needed to go with it and emailed it to Alex. WOOT!

What did I do after that? Mostly I was in shock and kinda numb. And then I cried. Well, I am a girl. Duh. And we tend to do that. But don't worry. They were tears of happiness.

Why? For many reasons. Like I've never had to fight so hard for 2 long, stressful years to finish a novel. Those of you who've been following my blog and are fans of my books know the last 2 years have been hell for me.

I wrote the first draft of this fab novel from December 2008 - February 2009. But before I could start editing it my ebook publisher went out of biz in March 2009. Shocked the shit outta of all its authors (including me) cause it was a big company. That meant I had to put the vamp novel aside to find a new ebook publisher because "The Rune Witch Series" had been under contract with that publisher, and now it had no home.

Then a few months later in June I signed with my exagent. And he had me doing so many things in 2009 that had nothing to do with being a novelist that I had very little time to edit the vamp novel. Finally, in March of 2010 I dropped him when I realized he had almost ruined my 24-year career through gross negligence. That's when I went back with Kittyfeather Press (for my ebooks) and Trytium Publishing (for my paperback books). And that's when I started working every day til 4:30am to fix the HUGE mess my exagent made out of my career.

You may not realize this, but I have worked over 13 months without a day off since then. Am I comatose by now? Probably. I've also edited 9 other books to get them in ebook ASAP (The Witchery Series, The Rune Witch Series, The Memoir Series), rebuilt my career, and finally in February 2011 had the chance to spend large amounts of time (pushing myself to the max) to do the final edits on the vamp novel.

So finishing this novel means much more to me than finishing any other book I have ever written. It means this novel finally got the time it deserved. Damn, this is a GOOD novel! I swear, you will love this one. And that's another reason I cried. It's soooooo freakin' romantic and erotic you'll be thinking about it (and swooning over it) for months after you finish it. It's one of those magickal books where the characters (Sara and Dray) became so lifelike and human they took on a life of their own. Really.

Finishing this novel also means VICTORY for me. It's the last of the exagent mess I've had to clean up. And that means I can have a life now. YAY! I've almost forgotten what's that like. *lol*

It means I can take a vacation and work regular hours like a normal person. I don't have to work 7 days a week, 10-12 hours every day anymore. It means I can sleep at night and be awake during the day like a normal person. In fact, I wanna start crashing at midnight, so I can get up at 9:00am and actually see the sun for a change. Wow, imagine that? A new experience for me. *lol*

Plus, as many of you know, my personal life hit the skids in 2010. Now I have the time to do something about that, too. *wink*

So I went through a wide range of emotions when I finished this book on Wednesday. Shock. Tears. Numbness and more shock. Extreme joy. You name it!

Alex is out of town this week, speaking at a big convention. But she's put the vamp novel on her schedule, and it will go live in the Kindle Store the last week of April or the first week of May (at the latest). She knows there's a BIG rush on this one, cause I get emails every day from many of you wanting to know when this one will be on sale??? Now I can say ->> Soon! Very soon!

Speaking of that, when it's published in the Kindle Store and in pdf on my site it will be priced at $0.99. Dontcha love me?!! *lol*

*SPECIAL NOTE: This is for the hunky Fey Witch who's been scrying on me and casting love spells on me all month (yes, you know who you are...and yes, I LOVED and NEEDED all of it!). Now that the vamp novel is finished, this would be a really good time to contact me. I'm finally free and can make some plans. You know both of my email addys, so hit me up, good-lookin. We need to talk. *Fey wink*

Okay, I'm outta here! Just think. You didn't get a newsletter from me in March or April, but you got more blog posts. Cool, huh? And when the vamp novel is published I'll blog about it to let everyone know. *grin*

Alrightyyyyy, time to C*E*L*E*B*R*A*T*E!!!

*happy dancing cause the vamp novel is finally finished*

Laura Stamps (c)
Pagan Paranormal Erotica Novelist
(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
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