The Hunter's Mate by Morganna Williams

Hey hey everyone! Today's well overdue blog post isn't going to be about me, but instead, my super near and dear friend - Morganna Williams. You see, a few weeks back she released a very well put together erotic selection and it was a fascinating read. If you're at all familiar with her work, for her latest title, The Hunter's Mate, she returned to her roots with science fiction. To say that was a welcome flash to the past in an understatement; she slayed it with this one.


The main situation in this story is our lead character, Hale, coming to Earth to go after those who done pissed him off. Sidebar - he meets a girl. Not just any girl mind you, but a very spunky, hold-my-cup-of-coffee-while-I-beat-her-ass kinda of girl in Reyna. Together, the two of fireworks from the get-go. The chemistry Morganna took the time to craft in this one is outstanding. By the end, you're rooting for their happily ever after, everything else be damned.


Yes, there is sex, spankings, and a whole bunch of other misdemeanors that happen throughout the course of this book, but let me highlight the action. Morganna stepped up her game big time in The Hunter's Mate, delivering action packed scenes and suspense that may have even rivaled her scintillating scenes. All and all, this book kicked ass and took some names.


If you're a sci-fi fan, lover of sexy time stories, or just a deviant like myself, putting The Hunter's Mate into your Kindle library is a must.


5 big time stars from the baconator, Jack.

Friday Freebie with Jack: Peace, Love, and Death #1

Aaaaaand we're back. Last week, I was caught up with my new release, In His Custody with Morganna Williams. No excuses this week and I'm delivering. We're starting a new series arc, Peace, Love, and Death - one if you'll remember from my update will take place in the 1970's.


Let's join our hero, Death, whose story is already in progress...

Peace, Love, and Death #1

“Whoa, just what the hell is that?”

“This is the good shit, Graham. Not that weak crap you bought last week.”

Yep, here I was, the all-powerful horseman Death (going by the pseudonym Graham Reeper - get it?!) sitting in a rundown apartment in Boston with my stoner roommate, Herman. I liked Herman; he was the first human in a good long time that wasn’t concerned with the stupid shit, you know? Herman cared about weed and women. I cared about those things, too.

A few years back, in 1968 I think, I settled on Boston as my newest hangout. Yep, you guessed it, a girl was involved. Her name was Alyssa and she’d been a stripper in the Big Apple. Khloros and I were taking a loop around the Bronx when I saw her. A one night stand turned into a two night stand which, in turn, led to some sort of sex driven relationship. I’m not proud to say that a woman’s ability to bring about multiple orgasms in a row is a quality I look into.

So yeah, Alyssa wanted to go to Boston to pursue a modeling career or something. Alyssa always had dollar signs in her eyes. Well, we moved and two days into our adventure, she got gunned down by the Irish Mafia. Turns out, the dollar signs were so big that she tried to rob an underground poker parlor. The guy I butchered into tiny pieces confessed that to me right before his passing.

Killing off a big portion of the Irish Mafia didn’t sit well with the people who kept tabs on me. Yuri, one pompous angel, basically put me under house arrest and told me I needed to work off my debt to the Big Guy, Upstairs. I did, but in the time I spent here, grew to love it. That’s brings us today where I’m currently lighting up joints with old Herman.

The deadbeat took another huff. “The problem, Graham, is you’re cheap. If you want the good stuff, you have to pay for it.

“Where did you get money to pay for this?”

“I’m a courier, dude. I get a nice stash of cash for each item I successfully deliver for my employers.”

I didn’t even want to know. Money was never a problem for me (one of the perks of being immortal), so jobs were technically useless. I was thinking of starting up in a university or something. A good education and access to all the co-eds one could ever want? That’s the American Dream if I ever understood it.

However, even as high as I was, I had a nagging feeling. “Who do you courier for?” I asked.

And damnit, didn’t the answer destroy my buzz. “Ah, some chill dude I met down by the wharf. His name is Balthazar.”

My joint hung for a moment from my mouth, before falling to the floor. Balthazar was a bloody wizard, and not just any old wizard. That asshole had trained under Morgan Le Fey, the long dead witch who wanted to start an apocalypse or something.

If Balthazar was here, that’d only mean trouble for me. I took another hit off my joint and pretended I didn’t hear a thing.

*Tune in next week as Death’s high is ruined even further when Herman gets into something way over his beatnik head!

Jack - jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Friday Freebie with Jack: Enter The Crusades!

So, after a 2 week sabbatical, I'm back. I apologize for last Friday, I had a bad flight the evening before and spent most of my day in bed with migraines and such. Today is a new day and we've got an adventure to get back to! Let's see what Death has gotten himself into this time.

Enter The Crusades!: Part 3

Markos was incredibly strong, as all Wrath demons were. I used his weight against him, easing up on my blade. He stumbled forward as his axe slid down Leviathan and to the ground. Thinking I was quicker than him, I tried to attack his prone back. Markos was ready, using the backside of the axe to block it. He pushed me away and stood back up to his full height.

“I’m impressed. I was under the impression your reputation was inflated.”

Hmph, that was rather annoying. “Oh no, Junior. You didn’t just say I was overrated.”

He leaned forward and dug his foot into the broken floor. “I’m afraid I did.”

The Wrath demon came at me again, no fear in his eyes. That was quite the insult. He swung the axe hard and it missed, cracking even more of the floor. I danced away from a second and third blow, patiently waiting for my opportunity. When it came, I was just too far away. Not willing to risk it, I bit my instincts down and didn’t attack.

With his assault over, “Are you planning on avoiding me forever? Come now, you can do more than prance.”

Ohhh, he was really good at taunting. The best taunters are the ones who actually mean each word that comes out of their mouths. If you don’t believe what you’re tellin’, then it comes across as pathetic. Markos was right, if I wanted to keep going, I had to actually do something.

With Leviathan dragging against the ground, I came at him and performed a double jump at the very last moment. I somersaulted over him He hadn’t been expecting the move so it was no surprise when I was able to sink the sharp edge on my scythe into his unprotected back before he had a chance to do anything. From there, it was easy pickings. One more solid thrust into the back of the head as he fell to a knee finished off the impressive Wrath demon.

“Bravo brother.”

“Damnit War,” I said. There, as smug as ever, was my brother. “How long were you standing there?”

He pried his lazy ass off the marble wall. “Long enough to see if you still had it. Apparently, you do.”

The two of us fell in line, walking back towards the exit that led under the mausoleum. Who did this moron think he was, grading me? Ohhh, he was lucky he was my brother or I’d open a can of whoop ass on him.

As we wandered down the stairs, “Did you get all your jollies out watching humans kill each other?”

“It’s been a wonderful battle, brother. You should’ve been there,” he said. Was he reminiscing about a battle that was still raging outside? What a weirdo.

When the stairs reached the bottom, War bashed the wooden door open with the sort of bravado you’d expect from a guy named War. Inside, it seemed Hell had come to Earth. There were two Lust demons, a Wrath demon, and a human witch. The witch, who ironically seemed to be leading the demons in some sort of ceremony, reached out and grabbed a dagger.

Neither War nor I knew what to expect. I half expected the witch to try and throw It at one of us. Instead, she plunged it into her heart, blood spitting out of the wound and on to the demons around her. This was black magic like I was unfamiliar with. As the blood hit the demons, they all began to smoke and burn. Shit – this was a summoning ritual.

A portal opened as the demons fell to the ground dead. A burning pentagram appeared out of their ashes and a figure emerged from the smoke.

“Hello boys,” came a sultry and dangerous voice.

Oh shit – Lilith was here.

Next week we wrap this first adventure up. Have a great and bacon filled weekend everyone.

Jack

jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Project with Morganna Williams

Hey everyone. Sorry for being MIA last week, the real world caught up with me. Those pesky job things, what are they thinking for taking up so much time?! ::shakes fist angrily::


As many of you know, I'm good writing pals with erotic novelist, Morganna Williams. Last year at some point, the two of us thought it'd be great fun to join forces and write a story together. Well, that story is very close to coming true. Half FBI procedural drama, half erotic novel, the working title is Under Leo's Hands. Here's a quick and snappy synoposis:


FBI agent Leo Jackson is on the trail of a serial killer who targets beautiful ladies with grey eyes with the intent to put them in his collection of dolls. Having lost his partner, Leo hunts for this psychopath on his own, with little back up.


Erotic novelist Mona Hyatt is in a rut when it comes to her writing. Preoccupied with visiting BDSM chatrooms, she gets lost in a sea of self pleasure. Unbeknownst to Mona, her and her grey eyes are the latest target to the serial killer. The only way she's going to be able to survive is if she can let herself trust Leo and submit to his protection.


I'm very happy with how the story turned out. It's got action, sex, more action, and thrills by the minute. The serial killer, Dollface, may be one of the most intriguing characters in a novel in a good long time. His demented actions and cruel nature give the story an antagonist worth rooting against.


Over the next few weeks, look for snippets here and there, as well as a cover reveal. This has been one of my most ambitious projects and I am glad that I got to share in it with Morganna.


-Jack

The Electric Mile: Nominated!

Hey people, it's Friday which normally means a Freebie Friday with Jack story. We'll get back to those next week as something really cool happened yesterday. As many of you know, The Electric Mile just came out on June 29th. Somehow, someway, it got nominated for the Summer Indie Book Awards, even though nominations ended on July 1st. How in the hell did that happen? No clue! But, as my dad once told me, ignorance is bliss.



From what I gathered in my investigation into the award, voting begins on September 1st. The awards are being hosted by Metamorph Publishing and this is the second year they are being offered. Last year, quite a few rather well known authors won in their categories along with a few undiscovered writers getting their first exposures.

I'm also quite proud to be representing the adult fiction categories. For some readers, authors who use sex and adult activities as a writing vehicle are frowned upon. I know so many of you and have read your books. They are well written and have excellent stories to go with the hanky-panky parts. Today, I plan to look over the list to see if more authors than just me were nominated. I hope so, as I want as many of us recognized for the great writing we provide.


I'm going to end today's post with a thank you to everyone. I'm not sure who nominated me, but if my book resonated with just one reader, that is more than I could've ever have hoped for.


Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Wip-It-Up Wednesday

Hey everyone! Welcome back to another great Wednesday. I hope you enjoy the two excerpts I have up for today's...



First up is a short clip from my brand new release, The Electric Mile!

I was back in the Neon Underground. This was odd. Something told me that I wasn’t supposed to be here. But I couldn’t place it. Either way, I followed the path down into the market place just to check things out. The different guns, blades, and armor that they were selling were pretty damn cool.

While I was checking out a modified pistol called a Repeater, I felt a hand touch my shoulder. Turning around, “You!”

“Welcome back, Ash,” Ira greeted me warmly. She was in charge of this place. “Though if you prefer, I can call you Vector, as the others do.”

Vector was a cool name, but when she called me Ash, it made me melt. “No, no Ash is fine.” I turned around and pointed to the Repeater. “Pretty cool firearm, huh?”

“I’m a healer; I’m not much of a frontline fighter.” She looped her arm through mine. “Come, there is much I’d like to show you.”

We went on a tour around the Neon Underground. All of this felt so much like déjà vu. She said welcome back, as if I’d been here before and met her. Had I met her? I couldn’t quite reach this fleeting memory that was drifting in the back of my mind. It was just out of reach.

Finishing up the tour at her office, “I hope everything was to your satisfaction.”

That was odd, why would I need to be consulted. “You’re doing a fine job, anyone with two eyes can see that.”

Ira gave me a small bow. “Thank you, sir. I do my best.”

“Have we met before, Ira?”

As soon as I asked the question, everything went fuzzy. When it focused back in, “I’m glad everything is up to your standards. Still, if you feel the need to discipline me…”

Her intoxicating butt, still covered by her pencil skirt, was presented to me. What was I asking again? It didn’t matter. I gently patted her ass, each pat reacting with a giggle from Ira. She looked back around, “You tease. Don’t hold back, Ash.”

If she was asking… “Okay.” No longer holding back, my hand cracked her soft ass, sending it wiggling under her skirt. God I loved that. Once more, and I listened carefully to her moans. “Is that what you needed?”

“Again,” she cooed. “I’m such a naughty girl.”

Carefully rolling up her skirt, I saw her bare ass staring at me. I inhaled the musky scent of lust from her exposed love hole. If she wanted a good spanking, she’d get one. Each time my palm connected with her, it was a well-placed, loving blow. After the fourth or fifth strike, I couldn’t help but notice how wet she’d gotten. The spanking had done its job. She was ready.

I unbuckled my pants, freeing myself. As each inch slid into her, something amazingly right washed over me. I’m not sure what it was, but it sent me straight into a far too early orgasm. But Ira never blinked. She took it all in with just a smile.

We kept going after. Every so often as I bucked my hips against her, I added a spank to her supple ass. The added contact was driving my girl crazy. Her intensity picked up, and then mine did. Soon, we were fucking like wild animals, not being able to get enough of each other’s touch.

The second orgasm was the most fulfilling sensation I’d ever had. Ira came with me, the beauty of the scene overwhelming both of us. As soon as the last drop of cum found its way into her, I went limp. Seconds later, when she finished, she joined me and we collapsed to the floor. All I could do was wrap my arms around her and bring her in close.

Ira nibbled on my ear. Then, in a low voice, “You have to go back soon.”

“What do you mean?”

A tear fell from her eye. “You have to go back.” She touched my heart. “Remember this feeling. One day, you’ll experience it again.”

****

I woke up in a cold sweat. I’d been asleep inside our tent, right outside Binary Cove. I’d been dreaming, but I couldn’t remember about what. The feeling had been so real, yet now that I was awake, I had no recollection of what happened. I sat there for a few minutes, trying to will myself into remembering. Eventually, when nothing returned to me, I laid my head back down, to finish resting up.

As my eyes shut once more, a lovely blonde woman welcomed me as I drifted back off to sleep. I dozed off in her warm embrace.

If you'd like to read the entire book, you can find it on Amazon! Just head over to my author page: www.amazon.com/author/jackcrosby

My next offering is from a title that is currently in the works with talented author, Morganna Williams. The project title is Facebook Killer and here's what we got today!

My experience with the opposite sex wasn’t all that great. From what I could tell in this room, I loved them. “I think bad girls are sexy.”

Then she did the weirdest thing. She leaned over my lap. “Bad girls are sexy. We’re even sexier when we are punished, Mister.”

The way she said Mister, it was so damn sexy. “How are bad girls punished?”

She grabbed my hand and guided it to her leather clad ass. “Spank me, Mister. Make me beg for your forgiveness.”

She wanted me to spank her? I hesitated, unsure of what to do. I rubbed the leather for a moment before an impulse overcame me. I lifted my hand high in the air and hit her ass with everything I had. Flesh met leather and it cracked like a whip. My nasty little bartender let out a moan I’d never forget.

“Mister, oh Mister, harder! You don’t know how bad I’ve been!”

At her urging, I connected again on her ass and again. With each successive crack of the hand, Mindy let out breathless sighs that told me she was very much enjoying this. Going with it, I grabbed the waist of her pants and pulled them down. There was no underwear, just a bare ass. It was getting red from the punishment.

She looked back, her grey eyes meeting mine. “You’re entering the Land of No Return. You spank me now, and you’ll never be able to give it up.”

I didn’t respond with words, I responded with the flat of my hand. The feel of her soft skin under the contact sprang my semi erection into a full blown hard-on. Seeing my handiwork against her pearly white ass was a joy in of itself.

My next crack got a bit closer to her womanhood. There was heat coming off of it. When I plunged my finger down, I could feel just how wet this made her. It only took two strokes of my middle finger to get a mine tremble from her. Feeling around some more, I ran my hand through her small tuft of hair.

Her voice was unsteady. “Mister, can you finish the job? Can you really show me whose boss?”

I picked her off my lap and placed her ass down on the couch. Her pants were around her thighs, so I pushed them down a bit further over her boots, giving me leverage to insert my throbbing erection into her. Her eyes widened as I entered, a guilty pleasure shared by the both of us in that moment.

My sense of horniness took over. There’d be no slow build up, there’d only be maximum pleasure at warp speed. I don’t know how long it took, not long I am sure, for me to dump all of my seed into Mindy’s precious womb. On the second rope, the feeling of my cum against her brought her to her orgasm point and she let loose a wild scream as her body succumbed to mine.

When we were finished, she looked over at me. With satisfaction in her eyes, “You’ve made me yours, Mister.”

Jack

jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Friday Freebie with Jack #2 - Enter the Crusades!

Who is ready for the second part of our story? I know I am.

Enter the Crusades!

“This place is creepy as hell,” I said to Khloros as we entered.

And not just from the smell of demons. The dead, they were restless here and the Reaper walking in was like an invitation to come out. These souls weren’t properly put to rest. They were given half rites, causing them to be trapped on this realm. My heart went out to them. Eventually, I would need to take care of this.

Unfortunately, that moment wasn’t right now. With War out giving into his need to slaughter things, I was left alone in this mausoleum crawling with demons. And the first batch to slaughter just arrived.

Imps, fifty to sixty imps shot out of one of the tombs along the wall. “Khloros,” I sighed. “It never ends…”

“That it doesn’t, Death.”

Imps are the lowest of the low in terms on demonic hierarchy. Think cockroaches with buggier eyes, really. As the army of imps flew, crawled, flopped towards me, Leviathan joined the party, as well as my celestial fire. This wasn’t going to be pretty.

The blade of the scythe met the first wave of poor assholes as they got into range. The familiar squish and splat associated with popping imp heads filled the air. Khloros, a bit more refined than I was, charged into groups of imps, using his hooves like a fighter would use his fists. He was getting pretty good at that.

The imp slaughter went on for a bit longer. I’ll save you the glory details, but the residents of the mausoleum weren’t pleased that their pristine marble home was being covered in guts, slime, and black, tar-like blood. Oh well, they were dead, they shouldn’t even be here.

As the last imp was sent to the Pit, someone began clapping. “Bravo, what a spectacular show put on by a wonderful showman.”

There was a stairwell that led down, deeper into the tomb off to the east end of the building. That’s where our new friend had risen from, a very large Wrath demon. “I aim to entertain,” I replied back with some snark.

“Forgive me, horseman.” The Wrath demon gave me an exaggerated bow. “I am General Markos, liege to the Arch Demon Baal.”

Great, this just wasn’t any old demonic shindig, this involved Baal. To give you an idea, Baal’s feared even amongst the angels, second only to Beelzebub in Lucifer’s fallen court. If he was here…

“My master sends his regards to any who try to oppose his plan,” Markos went on. “That would seem to include you, Reaper.”

Knowing an Arch Demon wasn’t underground waiting for me, I felt a little better. Still, I had a very impressive looking Wrath demon to take care of. “It’s a shame your master sent you. I do hope you enjoy your journey to the Pit, courtesy of yours truly.”

He unhooked the axe on his back and with my scythe, the two instruments of killing met in a shower of sparks.

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As always, come back next Friday and we will see what old Death gets himself into once again. Until next week!

Oh and make sure you check out Morganna Williams and her blog, as her Friday Freebie will be up later today: www.morgannawilliams.com

Jack

jack.crosby25@gmail.com



Wip it Up Wednesday - The Electric Mile!

An Excerpt from the upcoming release, The Electric Mile

There was a lot of talking between the two girls. Ira had thought Ali was kidding with her plot to bring a user over from the real world to fight against Zeus Industries. Now that I was here, she was halfway to freak out town. “I know you talked about doing it, but seeing how he’s here… Oh my God, what if they find out?”

“Draxler was after me, not Vector.” How she knew that, I wouldn’t know. “He’s a secret for now and he’s already finding his way. In no time, we’ll be able to finally bring down Zeus Industries and live in this world in peace.”

She crossed her arms over her huge boobs. “You were always so reckless, Ali.” She then smiled. “I wish I had your wild streak.”

Ali got up and walked over to the door. “I’m going to talk to Norad. Can you keep Vector safe for me until I get back?”

Her face darkened, “Norad? That’s a lost cause right there.”

Ali grimaced at Ira’s opinion and shrugged her shoulders. “I have to try.” Her last glance was saved for me. “Stay with Ira and follow her lead. You’re safe here, so long as one of us is with you for the time being.”

I gave her a quick head shake and she left as quickly as we came in. No sooner did Ali leave than I was being swept up by Ira. “You must tell me everything about yourself! A real player, in the master file with us? How exciting!”

My life wasn’t nearly as exciting as what was currently going on, but I did my best to fill her in. I told her about the garage I lived in and even that my real name wasn’t Vector, that it was Ash Wilde. When she heard that she squealed with joy. “Does Ali even know you’re outside name?”

I’m sure she did if we’d been connected as she told me. “If she does, she doesn’t use it. She only refers to me by my gamer handle of Vector.”

“Then allow me to use it, Ash.” There was something very seductive about her smile. “It’s been a long time since I talked to someone as interesting as you.”

Ira got even closer to me, her massive chest pressed up against me. It was very hot and erotic. “Well, you seem like a very cool girl.”

In one swift motion, she pulled her shirt over her head. In a flash, her hand undid the bra that held those mammoth globes in place and they flopped down, landing on my shoulder and arm. For the second time since coming to this world, I was in a spot where my mind wasn’t thinking clearly. And in a good way. I bit down on that big nipple that was lying there, waiting to be taken.

She let out a soft moan and I did the same to the other. Soon I was working both of them, rapid back and forth motions trying to keep pace. Her hand reached down and felt my hard-on through my jeans. She unzipped them and pulled it out of the boxers holding it. She began to stroke it so fast that in no time, I was cumming all over her skirt.

Before I could apologize, she did something so hot that I was back in the game. She wiped it up with her finger and plunged that digit into her pussy. The moan that escaped her lips was the perfect amount of pleasure and tease. Her hand hadn’t let go of me, so it began to fill her fingers once again as my cock hardened back up.

“That was a very naughty boy. Don’t waste this precious stuff on my skirt when you can put it in here.” She guided my hard love member into her already wet folds. I slid right in like I’d been meant to fit in there.

Half standing and half leaning, Ira was in total control from this angle. Her heels made this the perfect height for our little romp and she was having the time of her life. With each thrust downward, her eyes got a little bigger, rewarding me for getting hard quickly again. I looked down and saw a nice tuft of blonde hair around the lips. I loved girls with some hair.

I felt a twitch in my leg. It was coming on fast. “I hate… to ask… but is it safe… to cum inside?”

“I don’t knoooow,” she half moaned in my ear. “Do it anyways.”

Her throaty voice made the choice an easy one. If there were to be consequences, damn them. I arched my back a bit and felt the rising tide about to erupt from my erection. As soon as it did, her vaginal walls began milking my cock for all it was worth. Cumming inside of her felt so good, like this was a vagina meant for me.

The moment we both finished, I slumped over, tired from all the exertion of the day. I was still inside her as she ran her hand over my eyes and whispered, “Sleep well, Ash. We still have a lot of time left to play.”

 

****

 

I woke up to the feeling of a hand gently stroking my cock. When I opened my eyes, I saw Ira sitting beside me, massaging the full length of the shaft. “Wakey, wakey sleepy head.”

“How long was I asleep?”

“Not too long, maybe an hour? Ali came to check on you and was pleased that you were resting. She wanted me to tell you to keep that up and she’d be back in a bit to take you exploring.”

I was excited to see Ali again, yet I wasn’t disappointed to be left alone with Ira for a bit longer. There was just something so amazing about the girl. “I guess I’m in your capable hands until she gets back.”

The soft palms of her hands continued their task at keeping me turned on. I hadn’t really noticed what color her eyes were until now, as the deep hazel color was locked in on me. “I hope you don’t mind, but I really need some more of what you’re giving.”

What guy would mind an insanely hot chick wanting him to fuck her brains out again? Especially an insanely hot chick who probably had a submissive side. Oh yes, I could tell.

I pulled Ira down gently, allowing her skirt to ride up and expose that precious ass of hers. Unlike Ali’s, which was firm and toned from being a warrior, Ira’s was soft, plush. I liked it much, much more. I started slowly with a gentle tap, just hard enough to gain her attention.

“Ash!” she exclaimed breathlessly. “Did you just spank me?”

“Yes I did.” I spanked her just a bit harder. “Is that going to be a problem?”

“No sir!” she answered with the right amount of husk in her voice. The way her voice squeaked was so hot. “I just wanted to make sure I was pleasing you.”

Oh she was, for sure. I loved to hear the crack of that ass under my palm. I gave her two more, which produced even sexier, kitten-like squeals. Ira was mine and we’d barely just begun.

Unlike Ali’s ass, which went red right away, Ira’s held up under the tingling swats I gave her. This one was going to be a challenge and I loved a good challenge. With a few more well-placed moves, that luscious white skin began to turn pink.

Another difference was the way her ass had some jiggle to it. I was mesmerized with the movement each time my hand came across. It was making my very hard member even that much more turned on. I took a mental picture of this perfection.

I couldn’t help myself, I continued to spank her. She cooed with acceptance. “My life has been programmed to be a servant and I am yours.”

“Not a servant, a partner,” I corrected her.

The way we were laying, she continued to hold on to me as I reddened those cheeks up. When I thought she was sufficiently under my spell I said, “That beautiful mouth of yours would do such a fine job on my cock.”

She didn’t even need to say anything. Her red lips found their way to the hardened member and went to work immediately. Every so often she’d look up at me with her pretty eyes, almost as if she needed my assurances. She received them.

I wasn’t going to finish in her mouth. Oh no. She deserved much better than that. I took my hands and guided her face off my cock. “I think we both know where this needs to go.”

“If that pleases you, it most certainly pleases me.”

Not knowing how much longer I could’ve lasted under those skillful lips, I slid into her awaiting hole, eager to accept me once again. Unlike Ira, who was determined to wait for me, her inner needs weren’t so passive. The muscles of her sweetness began contracting around my shaft, working it over and over, wanting nothing more than for me to finish inside her. Who was I to say no?

The time came to unload another round of liquid passion deep inside her digital womb. Her eyes practically begged me to finish the job and without hesitation, I did. Over and over again, squirting with each thrust into her. It was pure magic.


Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Incoming: Friday Freebies

As some of you may know, I have two writing mentors. Morganna Williams, who has helped me in so many ways, does a free Friday short story each week. After a good conversation with her, and some emails asking for more info about Derrick's and Roxanne's past, I think I'm going to start up that segment, too.


We're going to kick it off this week by going back into Death's past, well before he was even Derrick Grimm (or Graham Reeper for that matter). These shorts will be little mini series, so it won't be an adventure per week, but rather over three or four weeks. I hope you enjoy the new segment, as this will also make me blog a lot more often.


Keep it real team,


Jack
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Summer and Fall Schedule

Okay, okay! I get it. From all the emails I got after sending out my last blog, I am totally understanding of your guys' need to get concrete release dates for the revamped Grimm's Reapers series - now known as the Chronicles of Death.


*P.S. - I'm pretty sure some of you think I kicked your dog. I didn't kick your dog.


Demons in D.C. (prev. Death Among Us)
Release date: currently available right here: https://www.amazon.com/Demons-D-C-Chronicles-Death-Book-ebook/dp/B06Y2JG97K/



In the Nyx of Time (prev. Old War Stories)
Release date: June 6th. Preorder available here: https://www.amazon.com/Nyx-Time-Chronicles-Death-Book-ebook/dp/B0722XCWXP/



Abaddon Rising (prev. Feast or Famine)
Release date: August 29th





Sins of the Father (prev. Divide and Conquest)
Release date: October 31 aka Halloween aka my birthday



Hopefully that will ease some of the annoyance at all of this. And yes, by Christmas this year, we'll have the Volume 1-4 digest ready too, for those of you that prefer that style over four separate books. So get ready, for tomorrow the reaper comes once again, just In the Nyx of Time!


-Jack




The New Grimm's Reapers!

A guy is gone for a month or so on business field trips and comes home to find his inbox full of angry messages about where the Grimm's Reapers series has gone. Here are a few examples:


Jack -
I purchased Death Among Us and Old War Stories. Where the hell are the rest of the books? Seriously not cool.


Mr. Crosby -
Just logged into Amazon to get Divide and Conquest and was told its unavailable. Is this an error? Can you please let me know when I can get the last book?


Grrrr,
I'm so mad that you pulled your books. NOT HAPPY!


As you can see, I'm not exactly Mr. Popularity right now amongst my good people. As I explained before, the reason for the pull was to improve quality. Just as many readers sent me email after reading one or two books stating how poorly edited they were. I was young, naïve, and thought I could handle shit on my own. I learned from those mistakes and wanted to put out a better quality product.


I'm happy to report today that by Halloween this year, all four books will be back out under new titles and 150% better. With the help of Jeremy Croston over at Bolt Publishing, the two of us were able to take my hot messes and make them shine. In April, Death Among Us was re-released as Demons in D.C. Here's the cover if you haven't seen it yet:





The second book of the series, Old War Stories, is just about done its makeover. Renamed In the Nyx of Time, it is up for preorder on Amazon with a release date on June 6th. If at any point you dropped the series due to the errors, I'd like to extend you a welcome back. The under construction signs are being torn down and The Chronicles of Death are sure to delight all you heathens.


Before I go today, here's the new cover for In the Nyx of Time. I love it.



-Jack
www.amazon.com/author/jackcrosby


PS - If you're still here, look for the Feast or Famine remake in August. Rumor has it that its new title will be Abaddon Rising...


*Special thanks to all the people who've helped me turn shit into gold: CG Blade, Stephanie Croston, Galuh Obodi, Cindy Calloway, Morganna Williams and many more.

Project Updates

Based on the number of emails that begin and end with, "Yo Crosby, when the hell is the next Witch Wars coming out?"* I figured now would be an excellent time to talk to all of you about a few things going on with me. First, the Witch Wars book has been placed on hold, just temporarily, while I am in the midst of an exciting new venture.


Most of you are aware that over the past few months, I've been working with well-known erotic novelist Morganna Williams. We've been combining our short stories together to bring you two cool editions, Primal Heat and Captive Desire. The reason for that was to get readers used to our names together as the entire plan was to eventually co-write a full length novel together. As you probably figured out, we're working on that right now.


We are hopeful to have the book written, edited, and published in April. This story is so freaking cool though. We have FBI agent Leonardo Jackson and bestselling erotic novelist Mona Hyatt as the main characters, tied together by a psychopath called the Dollface Killer. Why is he called that? I guess we'll have to wait and see.


Secondly, as you probably noticed, The Electric Mile has been taken down. During this hiatus, I've worked to make the novel even stronger. When will it be back up? I don't know. Just know that when it does, it will be the best Jack Crosby novel I've ever written.


So yeah, there's a lot going on. If you'd like more info about Morganna and I's upcoming title, you can also pop over to her blog, www.morgannawilliams.com. But, before we go, how about a quick teaser of said title?


-Jack


*Emails were condensed down and put into Crosbyese. Just shake your head and move along.

It was a seedy little place right off the Orange Blossom Trail. The locals call this area of OBT Hooker Heaven and it’s known for little porn shops and strip joints. I was in a bad place; that’s why I was here.

After seeing Agent Perez gunned down, I’d been promoted to the lead agent on the Dollface case. Me. What the hell did I know? There were way more qualified agents to send to do the job, but upper brass all agreed that I was the man for the job. I was scared shitless.

The joint I was in was known as The Red Room. It wasn’t advertised anywhere or a place most even knew about. You had to get an invite here. The second night after Perez’s death, a red envelope was nestled against the door to the apartment the Bureau had set up for me. Opening it, I saw the calligraphy writing, inviting Agent Leo Jackson for a night he’d never forget.

As I entered, I made my way over to the bar area. The whole place was dark, red lights were scattered here and there to give the area a certain, almost sexual, feel to it. The bartender was a girl in her late twenties and her name tag read, “Mindy.”

I placed a ten spot on the bar top. “Whiskey sour, extra sour.”

Smiling and taking the money, “That’s a generous opening, sir. Special occasion?”

“No, just needing a drink.”

I didn’t want to put a heavy burden on this girl. Hell, I should’ve been arresting everyone in this place, but I wasn’t in the mood. Not that long ago I was just a computer geek who tracked down the bad guys through encryptions and dark web visits. I laughed at myself, I had no business being a field agent.

Mindy placed the drink on a napkin in front of me. “You have a heavy soul,” she informed me. “A man who looks as sweet as you shouldn’t be burdened with darkness.”

I snorted as I put the drink down with one gulp. “I wish I wasn’t, believe me.”

I felt a soft hand caress my shoulder. It was a blonde girl, barely clothed in six inch heels. Her fingers made their way to the tip of my nose where she lightly poked it. “Mindy,” she said with some husk in her voice. “I think I’d like to take this one.”

The bartender came out from behind the counter. “Sorry, Yvette – this one is mine.”

Roxanne Short Story - Red With Lust

Greetings my fellow humanoids. I hope you had a great Christmas and have some cool plans for New Years. Me, I'm going to chillax in Chicago as I am off for the rest of the year!! No need to tell me it is only 4 days, I will take my vacation and run.


So, my tag team project with Morganna Williams has been very well received. The Primal Heat/Merciless: A Pirate's Tale combo platter is up on Amazon and neither of us realized just how popular it would be. Well, when something is good, you keep running with it. Morganna asked me if I had another Grimm's Reapers tale to tell and, naturally, I did. So with her next novella that'll be released right at the kick off to 2017, Roxanne is coming back for more.


In the short story, Red With Lust, our favorite demon has been tasked with assassinating JFK. What happens next is a tale that sends us from the east coast to the heart of Texas as we follow her adventure. By the conclusion, you'll know a lot more about her and how she came to be in Derrick Grimm's (aka Death) life.


Real quick, The Witch Wars Volume 2 is coming along nicely - should be an early 2017 release there. Plus, my other new(ish) book, The Electric Mile is free this week. You should grab it at www.amazon.com/author/jackcrosby. Video games, hot ladies, and a wacky plot that makes little sense? What's not to love?! And finally, me and some dude named CG Blade are up to no good with the Grimm's Reapers series. I am super stoked to continue to work with that mad genius. Just don't tell him I complemented him, okay? Good.


That's all I got party people. Have a safe and great New Years and I will see you in 2017.


-Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Working with Morganna Williams

As I get back into the swing of things, I had a tempting offer happen this week. Good friend of Crosby Entertainment, Morganna Williams approached me to put two of our short stories together and give readers a chance to get to know us. A lot of you are familiar with my short - Merciless: A Pirate's Tale, which is the story that I offered her.


Well, Morganna, her work is unique. She writes in the sub-genre called spanko-erotica. Her books are fun, action packed, and highly good time reads. I wanted to fit in a bit with that, so I upgraded Merciless just for this opportunity. Adding in the same elements she uses, Merciless: The Bad Girls Edition is now out as a bonus story in her book, Primal Heat. You can pick it up over at Amazon, of course!



Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MZ047ST/


Before we go today, I figured it'd be best to give a little sample of the novel, a bit from each story. Please enjoy!


-Jack


Merciless: The Bad Girls Edition

Cooing in my ear, “Oh captain! What a magnificent sword you have! Slay me like the evil vixen I am…”

Bless her, the dirty talk in my ear softly made the situation that much more unbearable. She locked her ankles around my back to keep me from going far as I grinded myself deep inside her. Roxanne loved it the dirty little girl. Something in her eyes though drove me to do something even more. I pulled out and turned her over on my desk. “Bad girls get a jolly old lashing.” I took my hand across her ass, hard.

Quicker than I could’ve imagined, she had me on my back and her eyes were like embers. “I will pardon you once, Captain, but do that again and I will disembowel you on the spot.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Primal Heat

“All right little girl, it’s time for some answers,” a grumbling voice above her said sternly. Kyra squinted trying to adjust her eyes to the sudden bright light. He came into focus about the same time his scent hit her, wrapping around her comfortingly.

Shit! It was her mate…hell no…she was getting out of dodge immediately. Kyra had no plans to mate at all in her future.

She sprang from the trunk with a lithe grace the unknown shifter wasn’t expecting and spun to face him with a glare. Her hair was coming loose from its moorings and hanging rather haphazardly around her face and her glasses were at an odd angle, but she raised her hands in front of her ready to knock him for a six if he came at her.

“You can’t just go around kidnapping people!” she yelled.

“Don’t give me that line sweetheart. You paid me 4k to kidnap you and give you a fantasy weekend,” he told her with a little growl.

Kyra refused to let the big ox intimidate her, “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard; you’re clearly delusional. I insist you let me go this instant or face criminal charges.”

“Stupid? Delusional? You better stop while you’re ahead little girl. I like a little role play on occasion but you aren’t going to get away pretending this whole scheme wasn’t your idea to begin with,” he told her firmly as he stalked towards her. “Now, would you care to explain to me why any of this was…oomph”

She stopped his words by rushing him and ramming her tied hands up into his chin while kicking him hard in the groin simultaneously. Unfortunately, she hadn’t checked her momentum and ended up knocking him on his ass with her sitting on top of him.

The Return of Jack

Hey hey hey, long time no bloggin'. I apologize as I had a number of things going on, but you were in the quite capable hands of my newest associate, Sabrina. As you probably know by now, she's taken over the day to day running of my small book empire, affectionately known as Crosby Entertainment. Her experience in running a business plus her enthusiasm for helping me are two great qualities and I couldn't be happier.


The advent of Crosby Entertainment isn't the only cool thing happening. Since we last spoke, Pseudosynth Press has picked up my rag, The Electric Mile. Yep, another publisher actually wanted to be associated with my stuff. First and foremost, I want to thank CG and Jackie for bringing me into their family and helping me to achieve even greater milestones. What they've done for my book can't be underscored; they are the real deals.


Second, I want to encourage everyone to check out their entire library of awesomeness. If you pop over to www.pseudosnyth.com, you'll not only find me but a cadre of very talented people. Trust me, you'll be in for a rocking good time.


So yeah, a lot happened while I was away on one of my trips. New and improved copies of my books are on Amazon and are going to be out on paperback real soon. CG, Jackie, and Sabrina have done so much for me and I hope in 2017, you, the readers, reap the benefits.


-Jack


Sneak peek at the new paperback covers courtesy of Sabrina. For The Electric Mile paperback cover, please visit Pseudosynth Press at the above link. Please enjoy:

 

 

 

The Witch Wars: Free this week

Yep, after the success my publishers over at Two Dudes, Brews, & Books had with a few giveaways last week, they asked me to do one this week (Jeff Trelewicz also has a book for free - read about it at his blog).  I was like hmmm maybe, and then over the weekend I got to thinkin' and drinkin'.  You guys have been very good to me, so why the hell not?


So, starting on Tuesday, August 2nd and running through Saturday, August 5th, The Witch Wars: Volume 1 - Jacoby's Revenge will be yours to grab for the low, low price of nothing.  You can't beat that with a stick can you?


(Get The Witch Wars Here)


Also, 2 quick updates:


1. I currently have 12 people entered to become a character in the next Witch Wars book.  You still have plenty of time to get in on that action.  Just email me at jack.crosby25@gmail.com and let me know why you'd be a great character,


2. So I listened to some of the complaints that The Witch Wars wasn't available in paperback where the rest of my books are.  Later this week, the paperback version should be live on Amazon for $5.99.  I submitted the files over this morning and everything should be good to go rather quickly.


Want to see the full paperback cover?  The guys over at 67 Studios Production nailed this one for me.


-Jack

Free Books

Morning everyone.  Have you entered your name into the "Become a Character" contest yet?  We've still got plenty of time and there's already sixteen entrants.  Get your name and reason in ASAP.


So, the title of the blog gives this away - there are free books to be had.  Being the company man that I am, and owing a lot to Jeff and Jeremy, I feel the need to hawk their wears today.  Plus, one of them includes a short story written by me, so it's not all totally shilling out.


Twisted and Sinful Stories - The Anthology (This one has my story in it)


https://www.amazon.com/Twisted-Sinful-Stories-Morganna-Williams-ebook/dp/B01FWZYU26/


Jimmy Blades: The Puck Stops Here


https://www.amazon.com/Puck-Stops-Here-Blades-Season-ebook/dp/B01CDIUJGQ/


The Curse of Oberon (The Inglewood Chronicles Book 3)


https://www.amazon.com/Curse-Oberon-Inglewood-Chronicles-Book-ebook/dp/B01BRG9GCI/


There you have it.  3 books for free, so go and grab them.  At the very least it'll help the download numbers, and that'll make us all happy.


-Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Witch Wars #2 and Contest Time

Hey guys, what's good? Me? I've been slumming it up in hotels along the eastern seaboard the past few weeks as the family business is in full swing. However, I've begun drafting the second book in the Witch Wars series, so that's good right?


Haven't read the first book yet? For shame padawan, for shame! It picks up from the conclusion of the Grimm's Reapers series and stars Death's kid Oz. Do you need to read the first series? No, you can enjoy Witch Wars without previously readings any of my books, but if you do, you'll catch a lot of cameos and inside jokes.


So yeah, number 2 is in the outline phase. I might not be able to make this deadline, but I'm hoping for a Halloween delivery date, as that seems really appropriate. But you know what; you guys can help me out. Keep reading to see how.


If you've followed me for awhile, you'll know in the last series, Sabrina was named after a reader who won a contest. So, we're bringing it back. While I'm on the road, I'd love to get some reader email stating your case why you should be a character. Could be just five words or it could be fifteen paragraphs, either way state your case.


On August 21st , I'll pick a winner (or two) and then on the following Monday I'll release the names on the blog here. You need my email address? Yeah, that'd help - jack.crosby25@gmail.com.


Good luck everyone and I look forward to reading your shenanigans!


-Jack

The Witch Wars: Character Dossier #1 - Caspian Zane

Real name - Caspian Zane
Age - 21
Species - Human
Skills - Driving, thievery, foul mouth, ladies man
RPG Classification - Rogue


Notes:


Caspian "Cas' Zane is one of The Twins selected by the wizard Merlin to oppose Morgan Le Fey.  Unlike his sister Cassandra, Cas was not gifted any celestial powers.  This doesn't seem to bother him much as his motivations are women and speed.


Deep down, he cares deeply for Cassandra, though he shows it in his own way.  He is the older of the two twins by about a minute, but you'd never know it.  He also doesn't speak about his parents, as they died in a tragedy some years prior to being recruited by Merlin.


Cas has some skill with knives and isn't afraid to take on demons given his limitations.  He also enjoy using firearms but his real skill is his driving ability.  Behind the wheel, Caspian Zane is second to none.


Look for more dossiers to randomly pop up between now and the release of "The Witch Wars: Jacoby's Revenge" later this summer/early fall!


-Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Anthology Released!

Well today is the big day, the anthology I am a part of has been released into the world.  So, why should you as a Jack Crosby reader want to buy this book?  Excellent question!  Well for starters, as you might know, my story in the anthology is a pirate tale starring some yoyo named Argus Fletcher.  In his adventure, he meets up with some old girl named Roxanne and tragedy ensues.  I'm not going to tell you everything, but for the low low payment of 99 cents, you can find out yourself!


The second reason to grab it is I included the first chapter to my next series The Witch Wars.  Book one will be entitled Jacoby's Revenge, so in addition to Roxanne's little tale, you'll get the very first look at the start of the next series.  Our pal Oz will be leading the charge this time and he's almost as bad as his dad, Derrick.


So do I have you intrigued?  Okay then.  I guess the final thing for me to do is set you up with the link: https://www.amazon.com/Twisted-Sinful-Stories-Morganna-Williams-ebook/dp/B01FWZYU26?


*Quick Update


The Witch Wars: Jacoby's Revenge will be out this fall.  Later this summer I plan to upload chapters 2 and 3 here, so be on the lookout.  I'm sure I'll have a cover reveal at some point too.  Well until next time,


-Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com