VALENTINES GUEST STORY FEATURE: MARCELLA: A NIGHT IN THE LIFE OF LINGERIE - DB REYNOLDS

D. B. Reynolds is the RT Award-Winning author of the popular Vampires in America series of Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy and an Emmy-nominated television sound editor. She lives with her husband of many years in a flammable canyon near Los Angeles, and when she’s not writing her own books, she can usually be found reading someone else’s. 

Visit her blog at www.dbreynolds.com for details on all of her books, for free stories and more.  

WARNING:  This story is racy and contains adult themes.

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Marcella preened as the woman slid lace straps over smooth shoulders, cupped full, youthful breasts into silk-lined cups before twisting the front snap closed.  Round globes of smooth, golden skin plumped over the top of the cups, framed by the same delicate lace that curved over the woman’s shoulders. Marcella could feel the weight of the woman’s breasts straining gently on the straps, stretching the cups to their fullest. It was what Marcella had been created for, to caress and shape that loveliest part of a woman’s body. This was perfection. She was perfection. Her lace was imported from Italy, her silk from the finest weavers in France. It was a mark of distinction, a recognition of her beauty, that she was named at all. Most bras and panties were nothing but underwear, a style number on a tag. But Marcella was lingerie, meant to show off the grace of a woman’s body, to charm and seduce.

The woman slid one finger under a delicate strap, straightening it on her shoulder, making the slightest adjustment, shifting the weight of her breast, before bending to draw on the matching panties, with their tiny triangle of lace in the front. Triple bands of satin glided over the woman’s hips until they met the narrow thong that outlined the firm, round cheeks of her bottom. Marcella was pleased. She’d been designed for a body just like this woman’s, for strong curves and full, firm breasts. 

The woman shot to attention suddenly, whipping around to pull on a silk robe. Marcella recognized the feel of it, the way it slid seamlessly over her lace without catching or snagging.  Just lovely. The perfect wrapping, meant to be peeled away to reveal the true beauty beneath it, the enticing elegance of Marcella herself. She imagined the man’s thick fingers, slipping carefully beneath her lacey straps, sliding them down the smooth skin of the woman’s shoulders, delicately pulling away the lovely curves of the silken bra cups to display the woman’s breasts. He’d pause, admiring the way the gorgeous lace framed their fullness, the way its creamy color brought out the golden glow of the woman’s skin. He’d move to the clasp next, slowing again to appreciate the cleverness that went into the twist snap, the perfect melding of form and function as the clasp blended seamlessly into the beauty around it. He’d twist it gently, understanding intuitively that such a clever design would never require anything but the most delicate touch. 

The woman would sigh with pleasure as the bra fell away, as the soft silk offered a parting caress, the lace scraping gently over her desire-swollen nipples, giving them one last stroke before baring them to her lover’s eyes. And then, with a final, admiring gaze for its perfection, the Marcella bra would be carefully set aside and the man would turn his attention to the seduction that was the Marcella panty. His hand would glide slowly over the woman’s flat belly, drinking in the anticipation, delaying the moment when his fingers would dip beneath the smooth satin of the panty’s straps. He would marvel at the perfect symmetry of the triple design, the flawless detailing. And then he would go to his knees, his lips kissing the woman through the satin, pausing over her smooth mound, his tongue dipping beneath the satin where it met the seam of her thigh, where Marcella would be hiding the heat of the woman’s sex. 

And finally, the man would reluctantly slide the panties down the woman’s long legs, his covetous gaze following their slow journey over the woman’s thighs, her calves, her ankles, until the panty too would be safely set aside, joining the bra, to be donned and appreciated another day.

The man’s deep voice drew closer. Marcella quivered in excitement, her lace rubbing the woman’s nipples to hard peaks that the man would appreciate. The robe was whipped away, tossed to one side, forgotten as his gaze drank in …

Marcella shrieked in silent shock as her front clasp was ripped open, her imported silk torn as the man’s rough hands caught on the delicate fabric, as his thick fingers cupped the woman’s breasts, his thick thumbs scraping over the woman’s enlarged nipples as Marcella had pictured her own silk perfection doing. The fragile lace straps were yanked down the woman’s arms, one of them torn from its mooring in his haste, holding on by a single silken thread as the bra went flying through the air to land in a dark corner behind the bed.

If she’d had breath or voice, Marcella would have moaned in agony as the perfect triple strands of satin on the panty were snapped without ceremony, one side hanging useless as the woman fell back onto the bed, as her legs spread wide to accommodate her lover’s hips. The man shoved aside what was left of the panty, the velvet over steel of his cock slamming between the woman’s thighs, the woman crying out in pleasure, her naked breasts crushed against his chest, her smooth mound rubbing against the rough hair of his groin as he fucked her over and over again, the juices from her arousal soaking the torn satin of her panties until with a sharp cry and a shout, the couple orgasmed together, arms clenched, bodies slick, his release joining her arousal to drench the once-pristine Marcella panty.

The couple roused at last from their post-orgasmic stupor. Marcella lay in her dark corner, waiting for the woman to retrieve her beautiful lingerie, to mourn its damage and promise to restore it to its former perfection. Marcella heard the woman’s soft voice and then finally, she was brought back into the dim light of the bedroom.

“You’ve ruined another one,” the woman laughed. 

“Sweetheart, I don’t care about the wrapping, only the present.”

Marcella gasped mutely as she was tossed away, her lovely Italian lace torn, her French silk sinking into the pile of used tissues and discarded nail polish in the bathroom trash, the soaked remains of her satin panty landing on top of the bra before the trash can lid closed with a snap, and there was nothing but darkness.

URBAN FANTASY REVIEW: Rajmund - DB Reynolds

Release Date: 30/07/10

BOOK BLURB:

New York City vampire Rajmund Gregor is the undisputed master of The Big Apple. He bows to no one but his Sire, the Vampire Lord Krystof, who has ruled the Northeast for hundreds of years. But when Krystof summons Rajmund to his headquarters in Buffalo, Raj finds his master slowly descending into madness and his territory crumbling around him. Raj is the only one of Krystof's children strong enough to seize power, but he'll have to save his master before he can destroy him. Several women have gone missing and the local police are convinced a vampire is behind it. Is Krystof so lost to reality that he's capturing and murdering human women? Is a rogue vampire moving into Krystof's territory for the kill? Or is it something far more insidious, something that could threaten the existence of vampires everywhere? Sarah Stratton is living a lie. Her past holds a secret she shares with no one-not even her good friend Cynthia Leighton, the West Coast vampire lord's mate. It's a secret that could destroy her carefully constructed life as a professor at a Buffalo university. It's also a secret that could save the lives of the missing women. To save them, however, she must enter Buffalo's vampire community and put herself into the care of Rajmund Gregor. But can she trust Raj, the dangerously seductive vampire who wants to lay claim to far more than her secrets?


REVIEW:

Having read Donna’s writing before she was published, I have been lucky enough to keep up with things as she’s gone from strength to strength. What makes this, Donna’s third title so successful however is that the author seeks to satisfy the reader’s lusty demands, blending dialogue that is not only gripping but also enveloped an overall arc that is deliciously desirable for the reader that will keep you entrenched within the hypnotic world of Dark Urban Fantasy.

If you haven’t yet had the chance to try one of Donna’s books I’d advise you to give her a go as you get something for everyone within. There’s Sara, our sexy leading lady, buff Ubervamps (Kristoff and Rajmund), a lot of sexual chemistry and above all else a lot of temptation within the covers. A great way to spend a few hours within the imaginative world of DB Reynolds although don’t be surprised if the wicked thoughts inspired within last long into the night as you swap your allegiances between the villain and the heroes.

INTERVIEW: DB Reynolds

Inside every reviewer is a writer trying to get out. This may sound like a simple statement but its on that I think holds true. As part of writing I've joined a number of places online where you can get people to crit your work as well as having the chance to read others in the same boat as you.

It was whilst doing this that I originally came across DB Reynolds who's work just lept from the screen into the imagination so when she had her first release we were pleased for her and so with the second we really had to do a feature. Its great to follow a writer from humble beginnings but when you pick up one of Donna's books you know that you've got a treat in store. Here we chat to her to get the low down on life in the publishing lane and to see where she buried the bodies...


Falcata Times: Writing is said to be something that people are afflicted with rather than gifted and that it's something you have to do rather than want. What is your opinion of this statement and how true is it to you?

Donna B Reynolds: I definitely wouldn’t use the word “afflicted,” because I find such joy in writing, but I do get the point, and there’s something to it. I am definitely driven to write. I can take a few days off, especially after the pressure of meeting a deadline, or when the latest story is completed. I always take a few days to breathe again, after that. But very soon, I begin to get edgy and (my husband would say) irritable. And I know it’s time to start writing again.


FT: When did you realise that you wanted to be a writer?

DBR: When I was in high school. I’ve always been a reader—I think all writers are. But in high school, when I was maybe fifteen years old, I took some creative writing classes for the first time, and I thought, Huh, I really like this. Real life intruded for many years after that, and although I kept writing and was always working on something in my spare time, it wasn’t until about ten years ago that I had the time again to really focus on it.


FT: It is often said that if you can write a short story you can write anything. How true do you think this is and what have you written that either proves or disproves this POV?

DBR: I’m not sure that’s true. Writing a short story has its challenges, but so does writing a novel, and I don’t think they’re the same thing. A short story demands a burst of intense, short-lived effort, while a novel requires a much longer, labor intensive effort. The writer needs to stay in the story for weeks or months at a time. So while some writers produce brilliant short stories, they don’t have the mindset for that longer journey. I’ve written both short stories and novels, but I think my novels are better, because I like to develop the characters and the story over time, to delve a little deeper than a short story permits.


FT: If someone were to enter a bookshop, how would you persuade them to try your novel over someone else's and how would you define it?

DBR: I would never try to sell my novel over someone else’s. I might say something like, “If you like that, maybe you’ll like this.” But in general, I’d rather sell a book on its own merits, which I think include a good story, a fast-moving plot and well-developed characters . . . plus in the two books I’ve published, a strong undercurrent of sensuality. As for defining it, I see my books as character-driven Urban Fantasy.


FT: How would you "sell" your book in 20 words or less?

DBR: A fast-moving plot with strong characters, simmering sensuality and a race to the finish that has the pages turning themselves. Ha! 20 words exactly, just ask MSWord.


FT: Who is a must have on your bookshelf and whose latest release will find you on the bookshops doorstep waiting for it to open?

DBR: There are so many! I really am a voracious reader. I keep track of what’s coming out and when, and I carry a little notepad with all that information in my purse, for when I’m at the bookstore. It’s something of an obsession. Just to name a few, though, I love Patricia Briggs and Charlaine Harris. Charlaine, in particular, has a couple of series that are less well-known than her Southern Vampires, but they’re wonderful. I always read the latest by Suzanne Brockmann, Tami Hoag, Kelley Armstrong and Adrian Phoenix, and I love pretty much anything by John Sandford.


FT: When you sit down and write do you know how the story will end or do you just let the pen take you? ie Do you develop character profiles and outlines for your novels before writing them or do you let your ideas develop as you write?

DBR: I always know how it will end, but I don’t always know every step of how it will get there. I do fairly detailed character profiles for my main characters, and even for the significant supporting characters. I also outline the rough story arc of a novel before I start, with notes on specific scenes I’m carrying in my head. Those scenes typically cover the length of the novel, although not every part of it.


FT: What do you do to relax and what have you read recently?

DBR: Mostly I read and listen to music, although I’ve been described as “artsy-craftsy” and I frequently have a project I’m working on. I do make pretty quilts for all the new babies in my rather large family. The last two books I read were (1) Wicked Prey by John Sandford—his latest Lucas Davenport book. I love this series. It came out in May, but this was a hectic few months for me and I didn’t get to it until now. (2) Hunting Ground by Patricia Briggs, from her Alpha and Omega werewolf series, which spun off from her Mercy Thompson books. Both wonderful.


FT: What is your guiltiest pleasure that few know about?

DBR: Junk food, one kind in particular. But I only indulge once a year, around my birthday. I eat my junk food and go to see a big, noisy action flick all by myself. I love it!


FT: Lots of writers tend to have pets. What do you have and what are their key traits (and do they appear in your novel in certain character attributes?)

DBR: I don’t have any pets. I travel too much for pets to be practical or fair to the animal. And there are generally no pets in my books—at least none that I turn into characters. I do have nice horses in the epic fantasy I’ve been working at, on and off, for years.


FT: Which character within your latest book was the most fun to write and why?

DBR: I always fall a little in love with all of my characters, especially the main characters. But in terms of fun to write . . . I do have a great fondness for Lonnie. He’s a minor character, a not very strong vampire trying to build a niche for himself and get by, but he’s got a slightly warped view of life that made him fun to write.


FT: How similar to your principle protagonist are you?

DBR: I have friends who read my books and see me in the female protagonist, especially Cynthia. But I’d say Cyn is more the person I’d like to be, rather than the person I am. Certainly there’s some of my personality in her, but Cyn isn’t bound by societal norms, because she’s a fictional character. I have to live with my neighbors! There’s actually another character in a story I wrote which hasn’t been published yet—I’d say that character is closest to who I really am.


FT: What hobbies do you have and how do they influence your work?

DBR: Other than reading, I’m something of a geek. I like computers and neat gadgets. I have graduate degrees in political science and history, so those years of study influence my writing, especially in terms of world building. Plus I worked for more than ten years as a sound editor—which is all done on computers these days—hence Cyn’s technical knowledge of computers and sound editing in Raphael.


FT: Where do you get your ideas from?

DBR: They just pop up! Usually when I’m not thinking about anything in particular, especially when I’m in the shower or sitting in traffic and just sort of free associating.


FT: Do you ever encounter writers block and if so how do you overcome it?

DBR: I’m lucky (knock on wood) that I’ve never had that problem. If I ever did, I’m a fairly disciplined person and I know there are exercises a writer can do that will push the mind to think the right way. I guess I’ll know if they work if it ever happens to me—which I hope it never does!


FT: Certain authors are renowned for writing at what many would call uncivilised times. When do you write and how do the others in your household feel about it?

DBR: I suspect uncivilized means late at night, and that’s definitely me. I’m a night owl, so from my perspective, three a.m. is pretty damn civilized. If it were up to me, I’d never go to sleep before five a.m. I do my best writing from about midnight on, because the house is quiet and I can write without interruption for hours at a time. The late hours can cause problems, because my schedule doesn’t mesh with most others. I usually compensate by simply making do with less sleep, but sometimes I just hit a wall and crash for a few hours.


FT: Sometimes pieces of music seem to influence certain scenes within novels, do you have a soundtrack for your tale or is it a case of writing in silence with perhaps the odd musical break in-between scenes?

DBR: I write in silence, because I have this weird brain that memorizes lyrics and/or music to any song I’m hearing, even if it’s in the background. I know the lyrics to all sorts of songs, even though I can’t necessarily tell you the title or who’s doing the singing. And if there’s no singing, my brain hums the tune instead. Which makes it difficult to concentrate on writing. The one exception to this is when I’m writing an action sequence. For those, I put on my headphones with some really loud, head-banging rock and roll, I close my eyes and I just write what I see as it unfolds. I don’t worry about descriptions or grammar or any of the niceties, I just write what I see, as if it’s a movie inside my head. And then I turn off the music, go back and make the words pretty.


FT: What misconceptions, if any, did you have about the writing and publishing field when you were first getting started?

DBR: My only real misconception was the time it took, first of all to write and polish an entire novel. It’s very time consuming. And secondly, to hold a book in my hand even after the contract’s been signed and the manuscript submitted. It takes far longer than one would think.


FT: If music be the food of love, what do you think writing is and please explain your answer?

DBR: Writing is the ultimate freedom of the mind! It’s the ability to travel somewhere you might never go, to someplace that might not even exist in real life. It frees the mind and soul of the writer and if she’s good enough, of the reader too.


FT: What can you tell us about the next novel?

DBR: The next novel would be the third book in my Vampires in America series. Book 3 is titled RAJMUND and takes the reader to Buffalo, NY, which is not exactly glamorous! But it’s where a very old Vampire Lord has been nesting for a very long time. Rajmund is his lieutenant, a very powerful, younger vampire, who is effectively the master of New York City—a position granted him by his master who wants to keep him happy and far away. When Raj is called back to deal with the human police in the matter of a missing young woman, he meets Cyn’s friend Sarah, who has a secret she’s kept hidden from everyone for years. Sarah’s secret will prove pivotal to solving the crime of the missing girl.


FT: What are the last five internet sites that you've visited?

DBR: BittenByBooks.com, KellyArmstrong.com, Amazon.com, CNN.com, to see if the world is crashing around us yet, and YouTube where I watched a really cool guitar performance which I then put on my blog.


FT: Did you ever take any writing classes or specific instructions to learn the craft? If so please let us know which ones.

DBR: I did take a couple of classes and the best thing I got out them—and the reason I took them—was that the instructor was Amy Stout, a well-known and highly regarded editor of Science Fiction/Fantasy. Her comments and critiques of my work, plus her encouragement and belief that I really did know how to write, came at a critical juncture in my life and kept me writing.


FT: How did you get past the initial barriers of criticism and rejection?

DBR: It’s all a matter of believing in your own writing skill. I’m a fairly confident person. I can listen to a critique, take out of it what I think is useful and disregard the rest. But, as I said above, the endorsement early on of someone who really knew what she was doing, made a huge difference in my ability to believe in myself. The rejections continue, though, even after you manage to get published. Not everyone will love, or even like, what you do. It’s a very subjective business. You just have to know that and move on. Not that the rejections don’t hurt, and they do get me down, I just don’t stay down very long.


FT: In your opinion, what are the best and worst aspects of writing for a living?

DBR: The worse aspect would be that very few writers can afford to write for a living. I know authors who produce three or four best-selling paperbacks a year and who still have daytime jobs. Unless you’re in hardcover, you’re probably not earning a living, especially not if you live in California like I do. The only writers I know personally who can afford to “write for a living” are the ones who have a spouse bringing in a second income. But then I don’t know any really famous writers like Stephen King. I’ve met a few, but I don’t know really know them.

URBAN FANTASY REVIEW: Jabril - DB Reynolds

BOOK BLURB:
Houston, Texas-Cowboy boots, baseball and journeys to the stars . . . right? Wrong. Because Houston is also home to Jabril Karim, one of the eight powerful Vampire Lords who control all of North America. And as Private Investigator Cynthia Leighton will soon discover, not all Vampire Lords are created equal. For Jabril is the face of evil in the new world, a vampire who values no life but his own, who enslaves those he desires, steals whatever he covets and destroys anyone who stands in his way. Running from L.A. and its seductive Vampire Lord, Raphael, Cyn sees the Houston job as a welcome refuge, a place to get away and heal her broken heart. But Texas will be no vacation. For in Jabril Karim, Cyn will confront a true enemy, one who will go to any lengths to satisfy his lusts, enrich his coffers and expand his power. Fighting for the lives of two young sisters, Cyn's journey will take her through the streets of Houston and back to L.A., where the human police are determined to bring Raphael down for the murder of one of their own. But the danger doesn't end there. For Jabril has set his sights on Cyn, and he will stop at nothing to have her.


REVIEW:

After the original offering from Donna, the second novel had a hell of a lot (literally) to live up to. After all cracking characterisation and growth is something that not only needs to be seen but felt to happen naturally for the reader to keep their emotional attachments to the tales protagonist. Not only does Donna do that extremely well but considering I’m not normally one for Urban Romance it pretty much ticked all the right boxes without overdoing anything. Its fast paced, its action packed but also carefully constructed with caring loving sequences that demonstrate not only that she’s learned how to play the game but do so exceptionally well. A great offering and one that will make others sit up and pay attention of this ImaJinn author.

URBAN FANTASY REVIEW: Raphael - DB Reynolds

BOOK BLURB:
Malibu, California-home to rock-and-roll gods and movie stars, the beautiful, the rich . . . and vampires. Powerful and charismatic, Raphael is a Vampire Lord, one of the few who hold the power of life and death over every vampire in existence. Thousands call him Master and have pledged absolute loyalty on their very lives. But when, in a brazen and deadly daylight attack, a gang of human killers kidnaps the one female vampire he'd give his life for, Raphael turns to a human investigator to find his enemies before it's too late. Cynthia Leighton is smart, tough and sexy, a private investigator and former cop who's tired of spying on cheating spouses and digging out old bank accounts. When Raphael asks for her help in tracking down the kidnappers, Cyn's happy to accept. But she soon realizes her greatest danger comes not from the humans, but from Raphael himself. Battling Russian mobsters and treacherous vampires, and betrayed by those they trusted, Cyn and Raphael find themselves fighting for their lives while caught up in a passion of blood and violence that is destined to destroy them both.


REVIEW:

There’s always a fine line with female characters between making them either the obligatory screaming girl or the tough, no nonsense kick-ass wise cracking powerhouse of mystical energy that can beat the boys at their own game. What is presented with this novel is a character who has sensitivities as well as having a tough streak who’s a hybrid of both worlds yet fits into each in such a way that the reader can’t help but demand to read more. It’s a difficult trick to learn but its one that’s achieved here in spades.

Add to the mix a well paced, action packed Urban Romance and you’ve pretty much ticked a lot of boxes for most readers. Top that off with a well rounded cast, great prose and a sense of humour that just oozes from the books pores and you’ve got a top notch first novel. Great stuff.