Weekend Writing Warriors 13 October 2019 (ER, FA, LGBT, SF)

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At that moment, a very tall man with long brown hair, a neat beard and mustache, iridescent green eyes and a glowing green jewel in the middle of his forehead strode casually into the room. With one long finger, he pressed a button with a large X engraved in the center. The room stopped shaking as the engines powered down. The man had an amused look on his face as he extended his hand to Leah.
“Welcome to Castle Necros,” he greeted. “I am your host, the Marquis Ciaran Kabral.”
“Leah La Sirene, witch queen of New Orleans,” Leah returned in a subdued voice. “I do humbly apologize for nearly launching your tower into space. I am not quite sure how it happened.”
~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~
This snippet is part of Team Netherworld's current WIP, Castle Necros, which is due for release on Kindle on Halloween 2019. Our hapless adventurers have found themselves in a foreboding dark tower which began making preparations for takeoff when they entered. Castle Ne…

Weekend Writing Warriors 22 September 2019 (ER, FA, LGBT, SF)

“Well, I don’t see why not. After all, it isn’t as if they’d have any reason to disbelieve us.”

“Lleu, go with Marc,” Leah ordered. “See to it that he doesn’t manage to get himself killed off before he has a chance to become undead. Dale, my dear young fellow, as usual, you are bearing the weight of the world on your shoulders. There is no need for you to do so. Share the burden, and we will shoulder it together.”

“Thank you, Leah,” Dale replied, squeezing the Voodoo priestess’ slender dark hand in his powerful, pale one. “You look like the toughest broad in any town, but you’re actually one of the sweetest people I’ve met. I appreciate you using your magic to take us away from the base before we all got blown to smithereens.”

~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~

This is an excerpt from Castle Necros, the sixteenth book in the Carnal Invasion series. It is due for release on Halloween 2019.
When the volcano containing Base Lust-69 erupted at the end of Paraji's Prisoners, those within the base were thrown through a myriad of wormholes. The wormhole through which Voodoo priestess Leah La Sirene and her bevy of variably obtuse male companions fell landed them in a thick, deciduous forest complete with an ominous dark tower and hair-raising howling.


  1. LOL: "doesn’t manage to get himself killed off before he has a chance to become undead." Great line.

  2. LOL! I love her observations. but I'd be a wee bit suspicious of her offer.

    1. Oh, Leah's mostly harmless. Her temper is more fearsome than any of her offers. At the moment, it's Marc who's cruisin' for a bruisin'.

  3. This sounds like it'll be an entertaining read! Enjoyed the snippet and the blurb is awesome! :)

  4. What a delightful snippet. I'm with you, my friend.

  5. I LOVE this line. :-) :“See to it that he doesn’t manage to get himself killed off before he has a chance to become undead. Good snippet.

    1. Thank you. I think it reveals the way Leah's mind works. She's been dealing with the supernatural for so long that it's completely commonplace to her.


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