Release day!! Woman as a Foreign Language is Live!!

 

It's out peeps! Jump in!

Find it at Evernight

And on Amzon

On Smashwords

And Bookstrand!

And if you are on Facebook, check out this crazy giveaway on my Author page!

Cover Reveal !!

Here it is!! Here it is!! The loveliest Romance cover ever seen, and it's mine!! Jay Aheer did something so beautiful, soulful and unique! I love Nina's searching, questioning, guarded eyes. I love Julia/n's quiet, slightly melancholic look. 
When looking through models, I found Nina at a glance. She was there, looking right at me. Finding a model for Julia/n was an excercise in balance and compromise , someone male enough that the cover would not suggest a plain FF story, but androgynous enough that he would make a believably desirable woman when en femme. I think he's almost perfect (you will have to imagine him in long hair!).
And the pencil sketch look is so understated and elegant, and you know, artsy! I am sinfully fond of this cover, just as I am of the story!

What do you do when the woman you want to be ... is a man?

Nina’s abusive childhood left her feeling so vulnerable when wearing anything flimsier than combat boots that she has spent her whole adult life dressed like a gang boy. But when she meets the tall, glamourous, charismatic Julia (actually her cross-dressing neighbour, Julian, going out en femme) she is seized by an overwhelming and terrifying urge to finally express her own femininity.

Julia/n has not only a slightly split personality but also a thoroughly broken heart. What s/he wants most is a partner who will love both Julia and Julian. While Nina learns from Julia how to be a woman, Julian discovers that they might well be made for each other, but it will take a struggle against prejudice and a whole conservative mind-set before they can follow their heart, and express their true, unique and beautiful selves.

 

 Are you curious to have a sneak peak into the book?

Head over to my website for

the official excerpt and an exclusive snippet.

And remember, WaaFL is out in just three sleeps, and there 

will be a giveaway, so stay tuned!!

Sneak peek!!

My beautiful beautiful cover is almost here... here's a sneak peek!

Stay tuned for cover reveal, release and giveaways!

 

 

What do you do when the woman you want to be … is a man?

Nina’s abusive childhood left her feeling so vulnerable when wearing anything flimsier than combat boots that she has spent her whole adult life dressed like a gang boy. But when she meets the tall, glamourous, charismatic Julia (actually her cross-dressing neighbor, Julian, going out en femme), Nina is seized by an overwhelming and terrifying urge to finally express her own femininity.

Julia/n has not only a slightly split personality but also a thoroughly broken heart. What s/he wants most is a partner who will love both Julia and Julian. While Nina learns from Julia how to be a woman, Julian discovers that they might well be made for each other, but it will take a struggle against prejudice and a whole conservative mind-set before they can follow their hearts, and express their true, unique, and beautiful selves.

 

Coming 20th September

Woman as a Foreign Language - a teaser!

I am dying of suspence while waiting to see what the amazing Jay Aheer will make of WaaFL's cover (I was allowed to peruse models' pictures with her.... oooooh!), so in the meantime, to keep from devouring the little stubs that are left of my fingernails, I made a lil teaser for you my lovely readers! Enjoy!

 

Woman as a Foreign Language

coming 20th September

What do you do when the woman you want to be is a man?

Nina’s abusive childhood left her feeling so vulnerable when wearing anything flimsier than combat boots that she has spent her whole adult life dressed like a gang boy. But when she meets the tall, glamourous, charismatic Julia she is seized by an overwhelming and terrifying urge to finally express her own femininity. 

There is more to Julia than meets the eye, however: Julia is actually Julian, Nina's new neighbour, going out en femme.

Julia/n has not only a slightly split personality but also a thoroughly broken heart. What s/he wants most is a partner who will love both Julia and Julian. While Nina learns from Julia how to be a woman, Julian discovers that they might well be made for each other, but it will take a struggle against prejudice and a whole conservative mind-set before they can follow their heart, and express their true, unique and beautiful selves.

Release date!

Woman as a foreign Language releases on the 20th of September!

Stay tuned for cover reveal and juicy teasers!

 

(getting very jittery all of a sudden!!!)

 

 

 

Julia/n - a character intro

Evernight instituted this very fun thing on Thursdays called the Coffeehouse. It is on Evernight Reader's Group on Facebook, and it's a bit of a game where authors plop one (or more) of their characters in a coffehouse and see what happens. 500 words is the limit.

Last week I really had quite a lot of fun introducing Julia/n, one of the two main characters from Woman as a Foreign Language. Like the book, also this short intro has quite a few autobiographical bits!

"Julia hoisted her skinny butt to the top of the tall stool at the bar and made eye contact with Pilar, the beautiful Peruvian waitress, who smiled and promptly came over, polishing a cup as she went.

“The usual,” said Julia, and Pilar stared.

“You mean the usual-usual?” she asked. Julia was a regular, but in the evenings. Julia nodded. Sometimes the day just started like that.

Pilar fetched a tumbler, poured an inch of Lagavulin (sixteen years, no ice), and passed it over.

“Bad morning?” she asked.

“Beastly,” said Julia. She licked her lips so the blood-red lipstick would not stick to the glass and took a good-sized swig. The first sip of whisky traced a path of fire in her empty innards, which she relished in full, with her eyes closed.

“Well, that’ll clear your airways for the day ahead, all right,” said a thoroughly impressed male voice beside her.

Julia opened her eyes and turned to take in the unwelcome sight of a burly fellow, about fifty, in the rumpled suit of the travelling salesman on a two-day trip, bald as an egg on top, with a thin comb-over carefully spread over the shiny, spotted baldness. Perched high on her seat Julia had no choice but to stare in morbid fascination at the hairdo. Everything else was a blur.

The egg smirked, called for coffee, and gazed longingly into Pilar’s spectacular cleavage as she poured him a mug. Julia sniffed.

“Ar, I’d stick my face in there, all right,” muttered the egg, chuckling, and Julia nearly spit her single malt across the bar onto the mirrored wall in front of her. ‘Christ, me too,’ she thought, shooting the guy a sideways glance, ‘but jeez, man, be cool, can’t you?’

“And you?” asked the egg turning briskly towards Julia again and considering her choice of breakfast beverage. “You look like a lass who knows how to have fun! What’s your name, babe?”

“Julian,” said Julia, in her deepest, grittiest voice. “Darling,” she added, staring straight into his eyes with her most captivating smile.

Pity she was just a tenor. There are days when a rumbling basso profundo would be more satisfying, but even so, it was quite the treat to watch his eyebrows shoot up and his chin drop down. He blinked twice, stammered, then he collected his briefcase in one hand, his coffee in the other (he spilled half of it in his hurry) and scuttled to the farthest end of the bar.

“Well, that’s sorted,” said Julia cheerfully, and Pilar grinned and winked at her, wiping the coffee spill from the bar. The day was looking up already." 

*Julia/n is coming soon (ahem) in Woman as a Foreign Language. S/he doesn’t always swill 16 yo Lagavulin for breakfast.*

Now that the topic of gender variance is being more openly talked about, there is a tendency to stress the more extreme manifestations of it. But "transgender" does not necessarily mean acute dysphoria and full blown sex-reassignment medical procedures. As always the whole truth is a lot more nuanced than that...

I wrote Julia/n in honour of all those peole, and they are many,  who can be gender-fluid in their everyday life with relative ease, and with the occasional dash of humour.

The visual inspiration for Julia/n was actually several people, all capable of this wonderful gender fluidity... first of all the beautiful Russian model Daniel/Danila Kovalev, and his almost doppelganger, German model, Paul Boche. And last but by far not least, the delightful Eddie Redmayne as Lili Elbe in "The Danish Girl"

"...Julia felt impossibly and awkwardly tall, as she invariably did, to this day, in the vicinity of short people. It was rather embarrassing, in fact. In her youth, she had worn flat shoes and walked in a contrite, hunched way that had made her look even more gawky. In time, she had come to the conclusion that flat shoes in her size bore a sinister resemblance to canoe boats, and that however much she hunched down, she’d still be six feet tall in her socks.

“So I’m a tall lass,” she had finally decided, “well, sue me.” And she had thrown all her flats out, taught herself to walk in heels like a pro, and started strutting her stuff. Life had improved quite a bit after that. It was not perfect, but it had improved."
Woman as a Foreign Language
by Katherine Wyvern

 Stay tuned for more teasers and all the news about Woman as a Foreign Language.

What do you do, when the woman you want to be is a man?

September New Release - Casey Moss - Transcending Fire

Today in the Wyvern's Lair we have a nicely fitting title, with Dragons, Dens, and of course, plenty of fiery heat! Say hello to Casey Moss with her Transcending Fire. Comments on the gorgeous cover? Jay Aheer, Evernight's cover artist, has outdone herself with this one!

But I'll let Casey do the talking:

 

"Hello! It’s been quite some time since I’ve had a release, and now I can say all that’s changed. A big thank you to Katherine for allowing me to visit today and share my story Transcending Fire. This erotic, futuristic, dystopian story based around different motorcycle gangs has had quite a journey to get to this point. Perhaps one day I’ll share the two-plus-year jaunt this story went through to find a home. Luckily, it finally has. Even with all the trials it went through, I still love this story. It’s one of my favorites that I’ve written, and one that I didn’t get tired of during the editing process either. Yay!

A man dealing with an Earth in chaos. A woman from an alternate universe hoping to find her destiny. Two motorcycle gangs and a real bad ass who wants to ruin everything. What’s not to like?"

Hunter Macario wants one thing—a place to belong. When given an opportunity to solidify his position in the Devil’s Thunder MC, he takes it.

Dragon’s Clan member, Safaia King, believes she’s found the man from her people’s legend and her dreams. She has one goal, even if he’s in a rival club—to make Hunter hers and keep him safe so he can fulfill their destiny.

After Hunter makes a huge mistake, he’s sent to where Safaia lives—an alternate universe called The Den. In this new world, sex, battles, and secrets abound. Hunter must survive The Den to right some wrongs or else he could lose everything he’s ever gained, including his home and Safaia’s love.

Here's an excerpt to tickle you...

A wicked glint lit her eyes, and a playful grin spread across her face. She smoothed a hand down his hard chest. “I love the definition of your muscles, Hunter, how they shudder beneath my fingers when I touch you.” Inch-by-inch, she continued sliding her hand down his torso. She moved her hand between his skivvies and skin. Saf circled his cock and stroked him in time with the motions of his fingers within her. Desire pulsed through his body, setting it aflame. She pressed her face against his chest and playfully bit his pectoral as she rode his hand.
Adrenaline and arousal increased his breathing rate, and a warm buzz raced through him. The pull between them seemed so intense, undeniable, as if they had to be together or perish. He felt like one of the club’s customers addicted to black chip and needing a fix before he went crazy with want. And his drug of choice?
Safaia. Always and forever Safaia.
He wanted to eat her up. “I want to taste you. Lick up your juices and have you squirm beneath my face.” Hunter yanked down her jeans and repositioned her until her ass was at the edge of the boulder.
Sinking to his knees, he placed himself between her legs. Looking forward to tasting her sweetness and feel her softness after facing the harsh realities of his life, he traced a line of gentle kisses along her inner thigh from her knee to her pussy and then fastened his mouth on the sensitive folds between her legs. When he dipped his tongue into her canal, she shifted her butt to allow him better access. He reached up and snaked his rough hands under her shirt, concerned only for a moment whether she enjoyed or loathed the coarse touch of his dry, work-worn skin. She moved the cloth and her bra out of the way.
Seems she doesn’t mind.
Pushing away all his thoughts and focusing on her—his carnal treasure—Hunter kneaded her tits while he teased her clit. He loved the taste and scent of her musky flesh and lapped up her essence as he said he would.
She grasped his head, weaving her fingers in his hair. “Oh, Great Universe. This is. This is.” She panted and grappled with his locks as a low, deep moan rolled from her throat. “I think I’m going to come.”
The first night they’d met, their lovemaking had been hot and fast, more wham bam thank you than let’s linger and relish this. This time, though, he wanted to savor her, make her feel all sorts of naughty pleasure as he took his own.
Saf bucked and tried to scooch away, but he grabbed her hips and kept her from moving away from him. Unrelenting, he tongue fucked her. She struggled and wriggled, but he continued his assault, plunging his tongue in and out of her, licking up her wetness, and nipping at her clit. Safaia pressed on the back of his head and lifted her ass. Spasms racked her body. She cried out his name.
Bringing her to orgasm thrilled him, but his selfish streak came forward. He wanted to enjoy her and feel his own pleasure, so he rose, stepped back, and removed his jeans.

BUY Transcending Fire

Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/transcending-fire-by-casey-moss/

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B075DGY3V6

BookStrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/transcending-fire-mf

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/746447

Follow Casey on her pages:

Website: https://caseymossbooks.com/

Blog: https://caseymscorner.wordpress.com/

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Casey-Moss/e/B0080RC9DQ

Twitter: https://twitter.com/CRMoss

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/author_crmoss/

 

 

BIO ~ Casey Moss

Casey Moss delves into the darker aspects of life in her writing, sometimes basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a journey from the light-hearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable. What waits around the corner? Come explore…