Vampire love stories are yours today in Ravenous

You may have noticed I love vampires. Well, I love vampires in love even more. Today, Pen and Kink Publishing releases its newest anthology, just in time for Halloween. Ravenous “explores saucy, sexy, and sweet tales of forbidden vampire/vampire hunter love, vampire threesomes in space, kink as only a vampire could enjoy it, and so much more.”

My noir horror-romance story, “Forever Dead,” fits into the forbidden vampire/vampire hunter love category: When ancient vampire Dario almost murders Detective Zach Mede for the fun of it, he is stopped by a sexual connection that threatens to ruin both their reputations. Despite keeping their forbidden tryst secret from the world, a vengeful female vampire finds out and makes Zach a target. Will Dario be in time to save the young mortal he has come to love, and at what price?

Here’s a teaser of “Forever Dead” to whet your spooky appetite:
(Warning: sort of explicit dude on dude content to follow.)


I first saw Zach Mede when he worked SWAT. His team tumbled into this blood club in Miami. Word was vampires were killing humans in the club bathrooms, a serious no-no in the so-called modern world where vamps and walking blood bags were supposed to live in unity. Instead of going along peacefully, a gang of male vampires, myself included, fought back at the injustice of the bust.

As fate would have it, I got matched up in hand to hand with Zach. I was so impressed with his strength and speed, I let the kid beat the shit out of me. He didn’t move like other humans. He moved too fast, and I suspected he’d been trained by one of my own. Oh, yeah, and he smelled good, looked good. Something about that black hair; those angry, dark eyes; and the immensity of his shoulders—I just let him whack away at me until I decided to play dead. I snuck out before they could cuff me and then tailed him home.

I politely let myself into his apartment.

He wasn’t even out of his shoes when I threw my first punch. I lifted him about ten feet off the ground and dropped his dead weight on the kitchen table. I pinned him down and let him know, “I was just playing earlier. Now, I’m gonna kill you.”

He didn’t even yell when I tore at his throat. He barely struggled. Guess he figured when your time’s up, your time’s up. But then his hands were in my hair. He made a pleased “ung” noise. Before I knew what the hell I was doing, my mouth covered his parted lips. I shoved my tongue against his teeth, setting up imaginary flags that said “Mine, mine, mine.”

I distinctly remember the sound of clothes tearing as I sought bare skin. That first time was and always will be a ménage of images, sounds, and smells: Zach’s tan chest, the sound of his voice, and the blood that pooled down the side of his neck.


Wanna read some more? (Oh, God, yes.) Check out the full Ravenous anthology, featuring stories from Wendy Nikel, V. Hummingbird, Tiffany Michelle Brown, and several others. Celebrate Halloween early with some sexy vampire lore.

Also check out my guest post on the Pen and Kink Publishing website. Click HERE to read about the “Forever Dead” atmosphere, soundtrack, and even fantasy movie cast.

Oh, and in case you didn’t hear … Speaking of vampires, my paranormal rom-com Bite Somebody won Best Paranormal Romance Novel in the 2017 Imadjinn Awards. We’re pretty dang pleased around here, let me tell you. I even put my trophy on the fireplace mantle, because I think that’s where trophies are supposed to go? Many thanks to my publisher, World Weaver Press, along with the people who made it all happen: Sarena Ulibarri and Trysh Thompson. Love you ladies! Now, go read “Forever Dead.”

Amazing “Forever Dead” art by Turner B. Davis.

A recap of 2015, including that time I almost drowned

I get kind of dizzy thinking about 2015 because so much happened. I can’t believe Jake and I squeezed so much into a single year, but here goes. Let’s sum up an incredible 12 months.

1. THE MOVE

Jake, the farmer boy, with my parents.

Jake, the farmer boy, with my parents.

Jake and I built a life together in Phoenix, Arizona, for five years. We moved there so Jake could have a lifelong career as a nuclear engineer only to have him realize he actually wanted to be an organic farmer, which he is, here in Chardon, Ohio. Four months ago, I returned to the state of my birth and have already been seduced by the small town charm, friendly neighborhood, and excellent dive bars. It’s great to be so close to my family now, too, just a few hours away. Despite my affiliations with the Michigan Wolverines and Pittsburgh Steelers, I haven’t been run out of town yet … and we’ve had snow three times!

2. BITE SOMEBODY

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Back when I was still in Phoenix, I sent a query letter for BITE SOMEBODY to World Weaver Press and their imprint, Red Moon Romance. A lovely gal named Trysh wanted to see the full manuscript. She adored it and even laughed at all the right parts, but she needed me to do a rewrite, which I painstakingly undertook in one week, knowing I needed to pack all my worldly belongings for a cross-country move to Ohio. Once in Ohio, I got the email: BITE SOMEBODY had been accepted, to be released in the spring of 2016. Now begins the final edits, cover design, and publicity. Now begins a whole new chapter, literally, as I work on the BITE SOMEBODY sequel. In 2015, my dream of being accepted as a published novelist finally came true.

3. MODELING

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I can’t count the number of photo shoots I did in 2015. I can tell you about the one I did underwater which earned me the nickname “Mermaid” (although I swallowed about six gallons of water to get the perfect pic). Or the one where we shot in an abandoned house with a massive beehive in the wall. Modeling has, strangely, become part of my routine, and I even have a teammate here in Ohio: makeup and hair stylist Megan Lacy Sullivan. I used to think I was the awkward girl with goofy charm. Now, finally, I think I’m beautiful.

4. PUBLISHED SHORT STORIES OF 2015

“Project: Terminated” in New Myths

“Why do you do that?” She gestured to the sleeping man.
“Do what?”
“You always touch him when he’s asleep.”

Violet stood by her captain and glanced back at their Emotive. “Oh,” she said. “Well, his dreams are beautiful. He lets me watch.” She shrugged. “And he feels peaceful when he sleeps. Which of us can say the same?”

“The Wendigo Goes Home” in Flapperhouse #8

“The tumor in your brain. They’ve told you it’s inoperable. How long do you have before the symptoms start to show?”
“You can smell cancer?”
“I smell death.” He put his nose against Blake’s throat and inhaled. “It smells delicious.

“A Good Match” in Romance Magazine

“If you want honest answers, Alice, then kindly ask good questions.”
“I never gave you permission to call me Alice.”
“And I have given you permission to call me George, yet you refuse. We shall frustrate each other equally.”
“Sounds like marriage indeed.”

“Forever Dead” in Blood in the Rain

I spent a whole week with him that visit, because I couldn’t bring myself to say something stupid like, “I love you,” but I also couldn’t bear the thought of being away from him. Finally, he was the one who said it.
Well, he said, “No.”
“What?”
“I’m not in love with you.”

“A Man of Light and Scales,” Maricopa District Writing Competition Winner

You fall into conversation, and it’s not the usual, polite, getting to know you babble. Graydon Kelly says odd, irresponsible things like, “You have an amazing mouth” or the worst, “What do you think of me exactly?”
You only respond to the last comment: a terse, “I’m not sure.” You know this is a lie. You’re wild about every inch of him.

“Mouth and the Muscle” in Over My Dead Body

“Fuck off, Chuck.” Only Max would have the balls to say something like that to a drug addict criminal with a gun in his face.
Chuck hit him good for it, gun to forehead, which almost sent Max sideways. He managed to stay on his knees, and Chuck grabbed him by the hair and forced the silver muzzle between his lips.
Here’s where things get kind of fuzzy.

“The Way We Forget,” Liar’s League NYC

“Are you doing okay?” he says. “You seem to be doing okay.”
In movies, women ask men to have sex at times like this. They say something like “I need to feel something other than pain.” I wonder if that’s why Ethan is out here now.

“Hope in Orange” in Chicken Soup for the Soul

I don’t believe in ghosts, but I do believe Perryville Prison is haunted by the women themselves. The ghosts of the past surround their heads like teased hair, and I see reflections of loved ones in the edges of their eyes.

“You Were Here” in Under the Gum Tree

When I leave this place for the last time, the house will not explode. It will not burn to the ground. It will remain, and there is some comfort in that. Another family will move in. I wish I could tell them, explain all that happened here, but then, I would be haunting them with my ghosts—forcing my memories to fit their lives.

5. BOOKS READ: 54

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Best of the bunch: The Girl on the Train, Welcome to Night Vale, Furiously Happy, The Curse of Crow Hollow, Reasons to Stay Alive, Carry On, The Uninvited, and The Diva Rules.

6. COMING IN 2016

I finished a new novel this year that’s, well, pretty damn dark compared to my usual fare. It’s also erotica, which means my mother will not be reading it. The as-yet-untitled new manuscript is with a first reader now (someone I trust), so we’ll see what I end up doing with it.

Other than that, I have a short story in Bop Dead City in January and another in the Marked for Scorn Anthology. I’m the January featured interview in Arizona Cinematics Magazine. In February, my novella, “Wolf Among Sheep,” will be released by Hot Ink Press. In March, “The Saguaro Apocalypse” (Stoneslide Corrective Contest winner for “striking use of wit”) will make its debut on the magazine’s website.

Then, there will be BITE SOMEBODY. Yes, I suppose 2016 is already shaping up to be a busy year. For now, I wish everyone a Happy New Year’s Eve and a fond farewell to the wonderful year that was!

2016

Christmas sale for Life without Harry and Forever Dead

Now that it’s December 1st, I can say it: MERRY CHRISTMAS! I try to keep to one holiday per month, but today, I embrace the Bing Crosby ringtone on my phone and my Jacquie Lawson advent calendar. I also embrace … a sale.

Both my Amazon-published novel and short story are cheaper than ever for the next twenty-five days, at only 99-cents a pop. It’s the perfect time to catch up on your reading and buy yourself an extremely inexpensive Christmas gift.


What people are saying about Life without Harry:

LifeWithoutHarry_Cover2“Anyone who loved Harry Potter but had to grow up will love this heartfelt story about a woman just trying to make life work.”

“Especially delightful for all us Harry Potter lovers who yearn for more.”

“There are millions who wondered what on earth we would do when the series was done. I even named my cat Harry Potter. Magical and yet not what you might expect. Buy it and escape in a new direction.”

About the book: Xanax-dependent author Samantha Elliot is on deadline with a literary festival three weeks away when a white owl flies into her windshield and then disappears. This wouldn’t be the strangest thing, if not for the magic wand that soon shows up and the Invisibility Cloak that just happens to make Sam invisible. Then, there’s Paul Rudolph: the office crush who finally asks her on a date. With the help of anti-depressants and her friend, Julie, Sam must navigate an ever-escalating world of Harry Potter and an ever-hotter relationship with Paul while finishing a manuscript before her agent (who might be Lord Voldemort) arrives for the literary festival … and possibly Sam’s head.

385 pages
F/M romantic relationship; Magic realism
Rating: PG-13
Now available on Amazon for only 99-cents and FREE with Kindle Unlimited!
BUY IT HERE.


What people are saying about Forever Dead:

forever-dead1“Bauer’s steamy vampire erotica story delves past the raw sex (though that has its place here, too) and to the nature of love itself.”

“Sara Dobie Bauer’s writing is spellbinding, on par with the greats. Sink your teeth into this wonderful story … now!”

“Her tale of vamp erotica inspires a case of goosebumps for gay lovers Dario and Zach. Their taboo affair stirs the heart and mind, with visions of Anne Rice dancing in the background.”

About the story: When ancient vampire Dario almost murders Detective Zach Mede for the fun of it, he is stopped by a sexual connection that threatens to ruin both their reputations. Despite keeping their forbidden tryst secret from the world, a vengeful female vampire finds out and makes Zach a target. Will Dario be in time to save the young mortal he has come to love and … at what price?

26 pages
M/M romantic relationship; Noir thriller erotica
Rating: Mature
Now available on Amazon for only 99-cents and FREE with Kindle Unlimited!
BUY IT HERE.


Wishing everyone a fun, steamy, and adventurous holiday season. Guaranteed, my stories will keep you warm and smiling! As they say, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas … And don’t forget: my novel Bite Somebody will be published by Red Moon Romance in 2016. CHEERS!

Hot vampire sex anthology, just in time for Halloween

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I blame Anne Rice. I read Interview with a Vampire at an inappropriately young age, so now, mention the word “vampire,” and I’m like, “Bite me, you sexy beast.” (Especially if you look like Alexander Skarsgard.)

As you know, my vamp rom-com novel BITE SOMEBODY comes out next year. BITE SOMEBODY is funny and sweet and, yeah, sexy as hell–but mostly funny. My short story, “Forever Dead,” is not funny but scorchingly hot and now available in Cwtch Press’s Blood in the Rain: Seventeen Stories of Vampire Erotica.

In the words of the anthology’s editors, Cecilia Duvalle and Mary Trepanier, “Forever Dead” brings us “a muscular, vamp-hunting detective with an uncomfortable hankering for a blood-sucking guy.” Zach and Dario are possibly two of my hottest characters to date, and they do really hot things to each other. But they’re not alone.

bloodMore about the anthology: In this collection of erotic vampire tales from authors Northwestern and Northwestern at heart, the creatures range from classic to alien, from dom to sub, from blood-drinking to soul-sucking. In Jeff Mann’s “Summer Solstice Sacrifice,” a burly, kilted vampire faces losing a lover or turning him before it’s too late. Colleen Anderson’s “Hold Back the Night” explores how cultural norms divide two very different women in Mumbai—one of them undead. A male vampire watches his wife solve his murder in Joscelyne Gray’s “The Longest Death of the Year.”

And that’s just a tease. For the full round up, you can buy the Kindle or paperback version at Amazon today. It’s the time of year when all things ghoulish run free. Why not invite a vampire (or several) to your bedroom tonight?

If you want print, click HERE.

If you want Kindle, click HERE.

And to get you hot and bothered, here’s a quick excerpt from “Forever Dead:”

He wasn’t even out of his shoes when I threw my first punch. I lifted him about ten feet off the ground and dropped his dead weight on the kitchen table. I pinned him down and let him know, “I was just playing earlier. Now, I’m gonna kill you.”

He didn’t even yell when I tore at his throat. He barely struggled. Guess he figured when your time’s up, your time’s up. But then his hands were in my hair. He made a pleased “ung” noise, and I felt him, hard against my thigh. Before I knew what the hell I was doing, my mouth covered his parted lips. I shoved my tongue against his teeth, setting up imaginary flags that said “Mine, mine, mine.”

On subjectivity in art (or why being an artist can suck)

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Last Monday, I received five rejection letters for five different short stories. Did that hurt? Worse than a bikini wax. Last Monday was the kind of day where all I felt capable of doing was banging my head against my desk until, thankfully, I lost consciousness and woke up Tuesday.

Thursday, I got two different emails. The first came at 10:02 AM from the Maricopa Community Colleges District Writing Competition to inform me: “We received the judges’ results, and we are proud to share that you were selected as the 2nd Place Winner in the Essay category! Congratulations!”

At 10:25 AM, I received the following email from the Maricopa Community Colleges District Writing Competition: “We received the judges’ results, and we are proud to share that you were selected as the 2nd Place Winner in the Fiction category! Congratulations!”

Let me tell you a story.

In regards to the Essay category, I won for a piece of flash fiction entitled “Dead of Winter” that I previously read the day after my grandma died at a poetry slam. I will not be modest; I kicked the shit out of that poetry slam. I basically slit my wrist in front of over a hundred people and said, “Look! This is my blood! Drink it in!” I thought I would at least place in the contest; I didn’t, and I left frustrated, disillusioned, and oh, yeah, my grandma was dead.

In regards to the Fiction category (an avant garde second-person story called “A Man of Light and Scales”), it was among the five rejected pieces of the aforementioned dreaded Monday. Now, it is the 2nd place winner in a huge competition.

It’s too obvious for me to state the obvious, but here goes: artistic preference is completely subjective.

I learned this on a more practical level when we sold our house last year. Every time we had a showing, I cleaned the entire 2800 square foot monstrosity. I lit candles. I baked cookies, and I don’t effing bake. Still, no offers. For months, no offers, and it was like a lightning bolt exploded in my brain: “OH! It’s not about me or my house. It’s about what someone else prefers.”

It has taken me thirty-two years to become comfortable with rejection. Does it suck to be rejected? Yeah. I sent out a short story today, for instance, and the editor set some kind of record with an immediate response of “Not for me.” Talk about efficiency! But “not for me” is key. Rejection doesn’t mean I suck. It doesn’t mean my work sucks. It means my work is “not for you,” which is fine because it is “for me.”

In a recent interview about my newly published short story FOREVER DEAD, I admitted: “I write for myself. I write stories that either exorcise my personal demons (of which there are many) or stories that turn me on.” I’m becoming more and more unapologetic about not fulfilling your needs. I write to fix myself.

As the last week has proved, all art requires the right audience. I am rejected; I am embraced. That is life. Stop taking it so personally. Or, as my friend Tiffany Brown reminds me, “Whisky, rinse, write, repeat.”

Photo credit: bajingan bermoral / Flickr

Short story FOREVER DEAD now available!

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Zach Mede, the brilliant detective and famous vampire hunter, had to know I could smell his blood from ten miles away, even if we hadn’t seen each other in two years. He was holed up in a shitty motel, the kind traveling detectives stay in when on a case in a city like New York.

I broke in no problem and found him standing, broad shoulders curled over a cheap desk covered in papers and photos of blood-speckled corpses. He didn’t hear me come in, so I knew the case was big shit, his mind on autopilot. He didn’t even know I was there until I had my hand around his throat and my nose in his hair. Large muscles tensed in my embrace, and I saw him eye the big, fuck-you silver knife on the edge of the desk.

“Did you think I wouldn’t find you?”

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Stories always find me. They’re like ghosts that hover above a seance. They’re voices in the mind of a schizophrenic. Plot twists beg to be woven. Characters beg to be shared, but rarely do I come across someone as loud and demanding as Dario: a three-hundred-year-old vampire who accidentally falls in love with vampire hunter Zach Mede. So what do you do in a relationship when one of you is bound to die at the hands of a murderer? Well …

FOREVER DEAD is my newest independent project, not published by a magazine or literary journal. I went my own way this time and published on Amazon. As of today, FOREVER DEAD is available for eBook purchase, and I can’t wait to hear what you think.

Don’t waste a moment. Go shopping. Read something weird, sexy, noir. Escape the mundane and embrace very rational fear and bed-breaking sex.

The cover art was lovingly created by genius of all things Turner G. Davis, and I dedicate this short story to all the gay men I’ve loved (and still do) and vampires (even though Scully says they don’t exist).

Once you’ve read, be sure to review on Amazon and Goodreads and, obviously, tell your friends how Sara Dobie Bauer knows how to rock your dark, lusty heart.

<<<<<<< BUY FOREVER DEAD HERE. >>>>>>>

Photo by George Lindley.

Photo by George Lindley.