I am excited to welcome author Erzabet Bishop, one of the contributing authors for the anthology Demons Imps and Incubi. Just as exciting, she’s tacking one of the new features here at Literary Escapism, Tiny Tales, where she’s giving us a little more in the fabulous world of Pomegranate Cupcake.
Angry with her daughter’s annual trip to the Underworld, Demeter decides to crash Hades’ party at the Elysian Club, but she’s not as immune to the hot, writhing bodies as she’d thought. Or maybe it’s just one body that can entice her.
Nick is an incubus on Hades’ payroll. When he catches sight of a sexy goddess in the throng of night club goers, he knows this won’t be a night he’ll soon forget as two forces collide in a scorching interlude of fiendish passion.
Demons Imps and Incubi
Demons, Imps, Incubi: dark, powerful, and forbidden. Only the foolish would seek one out for seduction, and yet . . . deals are struck. Souls are ensnared.
But must a demon’s agenda always be demonic? Can he be redeemed? Or does being bad feel too good to bother with redemption? Long ago, imps were more mischievous and playful—naughty, perhaps?—and perceptions of them have only grown more sinister over the centuries. The incubus craves sex, but what makes us crave him?
Explore dark and sensual worlds with eight brand new stories of magic and seduction that will set you aflame by Cori Vidae, Alexa Piper, Erzabet Bishop, Mark Greenmill, Nicole Blackwood, J. C. G. Goelz, Jeffery Armadillo, and M. Arbroath.
Thank you for having me on the blog today. Here is a short story from Aphrodite’s point of view as she watches Demeter head off into the crowd at the Elysian Club. She’s just pushed her friend and sister goddess into possibly accepting that her daughter is grown up. Now she has to hold her breath and let it fly…
“She’s going to blow it.” Aphrodite shook her head. Her eyes followed Demeter as she stomped into the darkness of the Elysian Club, the hottie from the line following close behind. The woman was too tightly wound. Goddess, but it had taken her a month of Sundays to convince her best friend and sister goddess to get out and do something instead of sitting around the throne room in Olympus.
Of all the gods and goddesses, Demeter clung to the past with a vengeance. And speaking of vengeance…Goddess help Hades if her sister goddess ran into him unescorted tonight. Demi might be dressed up as a helpless nymph, but in truth she was anything but.
“Did someone around here say blow?” Renault, a demon she sometimes spent time with when she came to the club on her own, approached. Clad in leather and sporting a sardonic grin, he looped an arm around her waist and pulled her into a panty soaking kiss.
Aphrodite melted against his heat. “Ummm. I’ve missed you.”
“As have I. Where have you been these past weeks? The club is boring without you to liven it up.”
“I’ve been swamped. Sorry. ” Aphrodite sighed. “Do you get a load of that saucy bit of baggage that just stomped by?”
Renault nodded. “I did. Nick seemed pretty into her. Who is she?”
“That’s Demeter. I brought her here to see that Persephone’s holding her own.”
“Really? Wow. Well then. I have something you’ll appreciate.”
Renault snorted. “Follow me.” He led her into the crowd, the music and strobe lights a relief from the quiet solitude of Olympus. Here, she was in her element at last. Renault guided her forward toward a small alcove.
“What are we doing?”
“For what?” Aphrodite squinted into the half-light. An opening in the throng of people began to form and a woman emerged, leading a man on a leash.
“Holy pomegranates. You have to be kidding me?” Aphrodite squeaked. “That’s Hades.”
“It is,” Renault confirmed.
Aphrodite scanned the rim of the crowd, straining to make out faces. Was Demeter watching? Did she see her daughter decked out in leather, leading her son-in-law by the neck?
“I should take a picture.” She tugged at her purse and whipped out her phone. “Demi isn’t going to believe this one.”
“Put that away. You know the policy. Do you want to lose your phone?” Renault grabbed her hand and stuffed the phone back into her purse.
“Hey. I work down here. If anyone sees the flash I’ll be in just as much trouble as you. Maybe more.”
“Well, still…look at that.” Aphrodite grinned. Persephone tugged at the leash, ordering Hades to walk behind her.
“He lost a bet.”
“I don’t know, but she’s smoking hot in leather.”
“I think he looks better on his knees.”
Renault pulled her into another kiss. “Oh baby, you would.”
Q&A with Erzabet Bishop!
What makes a sex scene suck?
Losing track of body parts is a very real danger. Have you ever read a scene where you were like-oh my God. He put what where? I thought his hand/appendage/tongue or whatever was over there. It happens. It’s funny and with a little prevention can be overcome.
What makes a sex scene good? Is there a certain trope that will never go out of style?
I love details. Give me heat and the feel of fingers on my skin. Let me tremble from the pages and make me want to be that girl in the story. That’s what makes it sing for me. Myth and fairytales never go out of style. I picked the Persephone/Demeter/Hades story for that very reason. Take a modern twist on an old tale and you have something fun. (And what do I mean by fun? You’ll just have to read this one to find out.)
Fill in the blank: No amount of fame or money could convince me to write _______.
I would have to say step brother romances. That is just plain creepy. Oh-let’s not forget dinosaur and Bigfoot porn. In truth, they make me shudder at the implications…
What do you do to escape from writers block?
Sleep. I can fall asleep day or night and sometimes it’s the only thing that helps. Even a half an hour is enough to clear the cobwebs and get my head back in the game.
What is the most painful part of the process for you when you’re writing a book?
I would have to say the outlining process. For me there is a fine line between structuring a story and killing the creative process. I have to be able to let the story take me where it’s going but still have control so I’m not wandering in the woods aimlessly. Editing is the second part. I’ve learned that a good edit can and will make you bleed. It’s part of the process and as a writer you have to be able to make the book or story better for it. There is no ego here-only the art and discipline of making the story the best it can be.
If you were stranded on a desert island, what 3 things would you have to have with you?
Now that is a hard one. Hmmm…a massive cooler chock full of enough food and Mountain Dew to last me until I was rescued. My iPad filled with books and a solar charger so I wouldn’t be out of luck when it dies. Sun screen. I burn and peel like a lizard. Enough said.
Meet Erzabet Bishop!
Erzabet Bishop is the author of Sigil Fire, Written on Skin, Holidays in Hell (upcoming), Fantasies in Red, Fetish Fair, Club Beam, Temptation Resorts Jess and Marnie interactive choose your own adventure romances. She is a contributing author to The Big Book of Submission, Slave Girls, Hungry for More and many other anthologies. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and is often playing at local bookstores.
Temptation Resorts: Jess’s Adventure
Club Beam: Shadow World
Fantasies in Red
Just Desserts: A Collection of Bite-Sized Delights
Demons Imps and Incubi
Dirty Dates: Erotic Fantasies for Couples (Nov 16, 2015)
Sci Spanks 2015: A Collection of Spanking Science Fiction Romance Stories