I bring you… two-hundred and forty dollars worth of puddin’….

[from MTV’s The State]

Lorelie Brown is a frequent commenter here at It’s Not Chick Porn and a good friend to our blog. In fact, you might remember her from her awesome entries into those writing contests I used to throw (and I will again, I promise, once I find the time… and the dough). When I asked her if she could oblige us with a novella and she gave me this one, I squee’d. So fun. So sexy. And now… a blurb.

Two years ago, Corrine McQuade was desperate to escape her father’s house. In a perfect world, she would have run to Adam Springton, handsome owner of the Gilded Angel saloon and the man she’d daydreamed about for years. Believing he saw her as only his sister’s best friend, Corrine struck out on her own, finding employment and creating the best life she could. Suddenly Adam is paying attention to her – the kind of attention that makes her skin tingle and heat and she’s tempted by a new chance at love.

But who ever heard of a happy ending for a whore?

Presenting the first chapter of Lorelie Brown’s Tarnished Angel…

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Hey, kids. I’m going to be in and out of the Internets for the next couple of weeks (mostly out, sowwie). I’ve got some studyin’ to do with finals coming up and all. Booooooo…

Let’s see… what do we have goin’ on in the next few days… um… ooh, a new serial written by our good friend, Lorelie Long. Here’s the blurb:

Two years ago, Corrine McQuade was desperate to escape her father’s house. In a perfect world, she would have run to Adam Springton, handsome owner of the Gilded Angel saloon and the man she’d daydreamed about for years. Believing he saw her as only his sister’s best friend, Corrine struck out on her own, finding employment and creating the best life she could. Suddenly Adam is paying attention to her – the kind of attention that makes her skin tingle and heat and she’s tempted by a new chance at love.

But who ever heard of a happy ending for a whore?

Hot stuff, eh? We’ve also got Susan Lyons coming by soon to hang out with us, so that should be cool…

Ummm… let’s see… oh, I’ve gotta post the winner to Caitlin Kittredge’s contest, but she hasn’t told me who won yet. Thanks for coming by again, Caitlin.

And that’s it. Have a great week, everyone.

An original story from Liquid Silver Books author, Darragha Foster

Please read Chapters One, Two, Three, Four, Five, six, Seven, and Eight if you haven’t already.

Prince Hlini, or Lin, for short, is a man’s man. He enjoys riding, archery and killing animals in days-long hunts with his courtiers. He is also royal pain in the ass—literally. His voyeuristic and sodomite penchants have kept him much too busy to find a suitable wife in which to sprout his noble seed—because it’s safer to make love to page boys and stable-hands than it is to possibly produce a child who will someday poison you to usurp your throne. Prince Lin also suffers from a tad bit of paranoia. There is one woman whose tremendous beauty (and delicious potatoes) has caught his eye…Sigyn of the garden corner. But greeting her from horseback is about as close as he’s ever been.

Sigyn is the daughter of the village witch and the village undertaker. She is of the lowest caste in the kingdom, for she works on her knees in the dirt, mixing in compost created by her father from the burning of the kingdom’s dead. Still…she has the most successful vegetable stall in the realm. People come from far and wide to buy her fruit and veg. With strength, beauty and a height most women will never see, Sigyn could have many suitors—all lower class, uneducated dirt-farmers. She wants more from life. She wants to be king.

Eventide… a gratis lectori salutem (free to the readers) e-tale by Darragha Foster about that magic time between the end of day and the beginning of night. Beware the mist, the call of the geese and horny wood-wives.

Warning: If you’re familiar with Darragha’s work, you know this story will contain sex, violence, and all-around… quirkiness. If you’re not familiar with Darragha’s work…

And now the last and final chapter of Eventide…

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I think our culture has a fascination with bad girls. I know I do–I write about them. Probably because I was never a bad girl myself. I had a 4.0, I never once went to a party in high school, and I wore (gulp) turtlenecks. Not that bad girls are stupid. Or drunk. But they usually don’t wear turtlenecks.

To me, what separates a “good” girl who conforms to cultural norms for femininity and a “bad” girl is all attitude. And maybe a few well-placed kicks to the bad guys with their designer boots.

So since I’m a list freak, among all of my other goody-goody qualities, I thought I’d list some of the traits that I think make a heroine downright bad-ass when I’m writing her, and a bad girl we can all get behind. Because face it…we all know the bad girls have more fun, which is why I hope this list inspires us to channel our inner baddie a little bit more often.

1. A bad girl knows what she wants and how to get it

Bad girls have nerve and drive. Bad girls know that denying yourself pleasure makes no sense, and a bad girl knows how to have herself a good time without worrying what anyone else things.

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