Friday, 20 December 2013

Steamy Excerpt From The Fall of the House of Usher

In just one week my new Clandestine Classic, The Fall of the House of Usher, will be released! I am thrilled to share with you today a sexy moment between Lady Madeline Usher and her brother Roderick's houseguest - Edward.

There is quite a mystery surrounding the family that involves a mysterious illness.  Edward is captivated by the lovely Madeline, but can he save her from the awful curse that the Usher family has endured for generations?

Traversing the corridors to get to Madeline’s room, I mused on the irony that less than a week before I had been hopelessly lost and confused in the manor. Now here I was, an absolute expert at finding my way. Given my earlier exchange with Roderick however, I was extra careful. When I reached her door, I did not even have a chance to tap on it before it was opened. It startled me.

I was greeted with the most stunning vision. Madeline stood before me in just her chemise, the firelight silhouetting her naked form. The lush waves of her hair tumbled about her shoulders and fell down her back. The candlelight glittered in her emerald eyes, and her full red lips were slightly parted. She was exquisite. 

“Oh, Madeline, you are…” I could not even finish my words, all I could do was drink in her beauty. The pull in my cock, the aching want consumed me. No more would I be able to wait for her. I needed to squeeze her soft flesh, twine my fingers in her luxurious hair, bury my face in her quim, then ravish her until we were both spent.

“Please, Edward, come inside quick.”

I could barely get my legs to move, I was so awestruck by her. Once she closed the door behind us, she slowly walked towards me and extended her arms. All thoughts of worry and anything that had occurred earlier were whisked from my mind as I swept her into my arms and gently laid her upon the large canopied bed. I had never even dared to go near it prior to that night, the promise of what we hoped would happen too much to resist.

At last I found my voice. “You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Sweet Madeline, know that I truly love you.”

She smiled up at me as I lay on my side next to her. 

“Are you afraid, my love?” I asked.

“I will never be afraid again, as long as you are with me.”

Then I kissed her with a hunger I had not known I possessed. I invaded her mouth, made her mine with my tongue alone. I held her face with one hand, and embraced her to me with the other. She grasped my hair and clutched at my shoulder. I could feel the intensity of her need as it mirrored my own, and all I could think of was how I wanted to see her naked before me.

Breaking our kiss, I ripped her chemise down the centre and tore it from her body. She gasped, but did not protest. At last I could view her completely, and she was even lovelier than I had imagined. She had full, ripe breasts with tiny rosebud-coloured nipples that were tantalising to me. Her frame, while still on the thin side, was shapely at the hips, and I knew with better nourishment she would fill out even more. Between her legs she had a small patch of dark curls hiding her quim, and I brushed my fingertips lightly through them.

“Do I please you, Edward?”

It was the first time I had heard any real nervousness in her voice since the day we had first met.
“You are more than any man could ever wish for, be assured of that, my love. Will you let me do as I will? Other than when I first enter you—which will be quick—I promise I will not hurt you.”

“You know how I have longed for this, Edward. Do anything you like. Do not hold back in any way out of concern for my virginal state. I want to experience the most that physical love can offer. Show me, Edward, I am ready for you.”

Pick up your copy Friday, December 27th!

Thursday, 12 December 2013

Fun Facts about the Phantom of the Opera

I know it's been a while since I've posted over here, but I thought I'd pop over with some fun facts about the Phantom of the Opera. These are courtesy of The Examiner . Com
Check them out!

By 2007 the number of film adaptations of Gaston Leroux's novel amounts to 40. including shorts, cartoons, TV, films, and variants.
You can now include my version as well! *G*

In the theatre variations of the musical, the “Red Death” mask the Phantom wears during the Masquerade sequence is a full skull complete with moving jaw.
Huh. I never knew that!

The musical cannot be performed at any venue that can’t accommodate its massive chandelier.
That makes perfect sense.

Gaston Leroux’s novel was first published in English in 1911; it was first published (in France) in 1909.

The original Frod book publication of 1910 was illustrated with five paintings by André Castaigne. The paintings served as an inspiration for the 1925 film, and have appeared in many subsequent reprintings and translations.

Brian DePalma wrote and directed a 1974 film called Phantom of the Paradise, which was loosely based on The Phantom of the Opera.

Universal released a “talkie” version of its silent film in 1929. The 1925 film is 107 minutes long, the “talkie” version has a runtime of only 93 minutes. The 1925 silent movie was filmed in Stage 28 at Universal Studios, Hollywood.

In 1943 Universal remade its silent classic with Claude Raines
I've seen this one and loved it.

Iron Maiden recorded a song in 1980 titled “Phantom of the Opera.”

Horror icon Dario Argento filmed an adaptation of the film in 1998 starring his daughter Asia Argento and Arachnophobia star Julian Sands. In Argento’s version, the Phantom is not disfigured at all. Instead, he is a classical romantic anti-hero with telepathic powers.

Lon Chaney put egg whites on his eyes to give them a cloudy appearance. To achieve his skull-like make-up, Lon Chaneyattached a strip of piano wire to his nostrils with spirit gum, pulled it back until he got the tilt he wanted, then attached the other end of the wire under his bald cap. According to the film’s cameraman it cut into Chaney's nose and caused a good deal of bleeding. Cheeks were built up using a combination of cotton and collodion. Ears were glued back and the rest was greasepaint shaded in the proper areas of the face.

Gregory Peck’s earliest movie memory is of being so scared of the 1925 film he asked his Grandmother to let him sleep in her bed.

Selected by the Library of Congress for preservation in the National Film Registry in 1998 as being "culturally, historically or aesthetically significant."

The Andrew Lloyd Webber musical never gives the Phantom a name, but in the novel he is referred to multiple times as Erik.

Now that's some trivia! I had no idea on a lot of those. What trivia do you know about The Phantom of the Opera?

Here's the blurb:
The Classics Exposed…

A chance sighting at the Opera, fated love, and three lives in turmoil.

One man pledges to own her, while another wants her heart. The Opera sets the stage for romance and intrigue. In the catacombs below the building lives a man rife with sorrow and passion. The Phantom. But he’s not content to live alone. He wants to possess the one woman who can set him free.

His Christine.

Viscount Raoul de Chagny doesn’t believe the rumours of a Ghost living below the Opera. He only has eyes for Christine, his childhood friend and first love. Together they embark on a sensual journey of discovery and fiery desire.

But she can only have one man. Will love raise her up or tear their world apart?
Available here!

Teasers are so great, aren't they? I'd love to share a snippet from Phantom with you! Happy Holidays!!!

“What are you asking of me?”

“Your submission. Allow me to direct you as if I were the composer of one of your songs. Do you trust me?” Raoul smoothed a lock of her hair between his fingers. She smelt of flowers, a most intoxicating scent. Although she trembled in his arms, she met him for a kiss. Christine whimpered. Damn the blanket and the layers of fabric between them. He longed to feel her body next to his. He parted her robe and shoved the garment from her shoulders, leaving her in her nightgown. He swiped his tongue along her bottom lip and palmed her breast.

“Raoul,” she gasped, but didn’t swat him away. “I trust you.”

“Let me make you feel the magic.”

Christine stared at him a moment. “What do you want me to do?”

“Give me what I want. Can you do that?” He unbuttoned the top button on her nightgown. “Show me the depths of your soul.”

“I can.” She whipped her nightgown up over her head, exposing her body to him. Her rosy nipples peaked and the flush spread across her entire chest.

Raoul shrugged out of his nightshirt and tugged her back onto his lap. Skin to skin, mouth to mouth, he lost himself in her sweetness. His desire to conquer her took over. Christine slid her hands up his chest and twined them behind his head.

“Do you still wish to learn? This will not be what you expect.”

“I do.”

He sat back on his heels and hazarded a glance to the door to reassure himself it was locked.


“I do not wish to be interrupted.” He grabbed the chair at the small table and dragged it to the couch. “Sit.”

Christine hesitated, then moved from his lap to the edge of the bed. Raoul eased her onto her back. He crawled between her thighs. “I will pull out so I don’t leave my seed inside you, but I cannot guarantee this won’t hurt.”

She nodded, but didn’t look particularly agreeable. He braced himself on his knees and one hand. With his free hand, he stroked her cheek. “I will make you feel precious when I’m done.”

“I’m yours.”

@Copyright 2012 Wendi Zwaduk and Gaston Leroux