First of all, an apology: I started writing the third installment of Futa Centaur a couple of months ago, but, well… life intervenes. I was offered some extra work, and what with an overseas holiday then Christmas coming up, how could I refuse?
Unfortunately, that job also ended up sucking up most of my writing time, with the result that Futa Centaur 3 has mostly just been stuck in my skull. Which is unfair on readers, because (to my lasting regret) Romanced by the Futa Centaur ended on such a cliffhanger.
I’m hating making you wait so long.
Which is why I’m posting chapter one of Futa Centaur 3 (its working title) here, for free. It should at least tie up a little bit of the loose ends left dangling in Romanced. This is a draft, of course, but any revisions should only be minor.
Enjoy, and see you all in 2020!
Gennara stared, her mind whirling. This was Bles? This lanky, mild-looking man with the dirty, gray hair was black-hearted, “Bloody Bles”, the fearsome magician? Apart from his robes and the hair and beard, he looked almost harmless. When he smiled, his black eyes seemed almost to twinkle.
With the Wonderlust series finally put to bed, I’m concentrating my energies on the third Futa Centaur story. This one will flesh out the world of Gennara and Sharronne in more detail.
We’ll also get to meet a lot more centaurs!
We call our time mikkesh, and when it hits you – it hits you. It becomes almost uncontrollable.”
“Sounds fun, to me!”
“Uh-uh,” Sharronne said firmly. “Because everyone knows – especially the men. It drives them nuts. Between wanting to fuck everyone, and all the men fighting to fuck her, a girl in mikkesh can set the whole village upside-down. That’s why we have the tormikkah. It’s a special place where only women are allowed to go. Well away from the men. Other women take turns to guard it.” She smiled. “Most of us look forward to it. Some time away from the rest of the village. You’d like it, it’s nice. There’s a communal bath, you have your own room. Places to relax.”
“And a house full of horny women.” Gennara snickered.
Hi everyone – sorry for forgetting to post an update last week.
Winter has really hit hard, now, here in Tasmania. I’m sitting in my library with a duvet around my shoulders as I type.
I’m ploughing on with The Red Queen’s Gambit, the fourth and final installment of Wonderlust. After charging through the first four chapters, it’s been a bit bogged down, but… slow and steady, as they say.
Wonderlust 3: A girl for tea is nearing completion. Enjoy another excerpt…
Even as the fairy-lights faded, light grew in the dell: all silvery-gold. Faint at first, but growing steadily stronger. It was the moon, Alyson realized: a glorious, yellow, full summer moon. Then, silhouetted against its light, she finally saw the approaching figure. At first she thought it was a man, but then he stepped out from the trees and into the full blaze of moonlight.
He had the shape of a man, tall and thin, but his head was crowned with two long ears. Then, as he turned to look down at the slumbering figure of the fairy queen, Alyson saw the long, furry nose and large, gentle eyes of a donkey.
I really, really want to write some more adventures for Gennara and Sharronne, the futa centaur, and I have some ideas I’ve been scribbling down. But, before I embark on any new projects, I absolutely must finish the ones currently running.
I’m currently working on the third installment of “Wonderlust”, titled “A girl for tea”. Naturally, it has the famous Mad Tea Party – only, with my special, Wonderlust twist. There is much else, besides, of course, but in the meantime, enjoy a little excerpt from the tea party.