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A very dark and disturbing with non-con sex and torture |
This book is part of a dark erotic fiction series and may disturb some readers.
In this dirty, bloody world we live in, the answers to prayers aren’t always pretty angels.
Retaken by human traffickers, Jazmine’s one hope is ex-cop, ex-mercenary, Pieter, a man with a glower that stops lesser men in their tracks. She prays he can save her.
But this savior is far from perfect and his flaws may prove as devastating to Jazmine as the torture of her captors.
The fire of dominance never dies.
Cari Silverwood is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling writer of kinky darkness or sometimes of dark kinkiness, depending on her moods and the amount of time she's spent staring into the night. She has an ornery nature as well as a lethal curiosity that makes her want to upend plots and see what falls out when you shake them.
When others are writing bad men doing bad things you may find her writing good men who accidentally on purpose fall into the abyss and come out with their morals twisted in knots.
This might be because she comes from the land down under, Australia, or it could be her excessive consumption of wine.
Freaking out readers is her first love and her second love is freaking out the people living in her books. Her favorite hobby is convincing people she has a basement...though she really doesn't. Promise. If it existed it would be a terrifying place where you would find all the dangerous things that you never knew you craved.
Own me Until Forever, Book 5 in the Pierced Hearts series, will be out late 2014
When others are writing bad men doing bad things you may find her writing good men who accidentally on purpose fall into the abyss and come out with their morals twisted in knots.
This might be because she comes from the land down under, Australia, or it could be her excessive consumption of wine.
Freaking out readers is her first love and her second love is freaking out the people living in her books. Her favorite hobby is convincing people she has a basement...though she really doesn't. Promise. If it existed it would be a terrifying place where you would find all the dangerous things that you never knew you craved.
Own me Until Forever, Book 5 in the Pierced Hearts series, will be out late 2014
Seize me From Darkness by Cari Silverwood
(Pierced Hearts #4) - Can be read as a STANDALONE!
Publication date: September 23rd 2014
Genres: Erotica, Romance
(Pierced Hearts #4) - Can be read as a STANDALONE!
Publication date: September 23rd 2014
Genres: Erotica, Romance
My website, if you're curious about my other evil pursuits: http://www.carisilverwood.net/
To find out about upcoming releases, please join Cari's mailing list here carisilverwood.net/about-me.html
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A*hole
heroes
How
much a*hole do you like in you’re a*hole heroes? Fifty percent? A hundred? It’s
a question I’ve been contemplating lately because there seems a large number of
a*hole heroes in dark erotic stories. I mean, let’s face it, when the guy
starts out by kidnapping the woman then dragging her back to his lair there’s a
high chance he’s not going to be nominated for a Nobel Peace Prize. He might
get Bachelor of the Year but that’s only because kidnappers are good at
manipulating the system.
If
there’s one small problem with this, it’s that my men don’t tend to follow the
trend. I like to have them showing their good side at the beginning of the book
and it’s only after that nice start that they descend into a state of mind
where defiling the heroine seems justified. To me it’s dead easy to show
reasons why an evil man would decide to do terrible and nonconsensual things to
the heroine. Figuring out why a good-ish man would do those same things –
that’s a puzzle I love to solve.
Writing
a bad man doing bad things is the equivalent of writing about why apples fall
to the ground. As well, I have this thing where I detest giving up my heroines
to truly bad men. These men need to earn her devotion, her love...or her
slavery, whichever it is that happens. If the men are too damn evil, I get an
urge to exterminate them partway through the story.
Which
is funny, since I can definitely read about assholes in other people’s stories
doing the raping, pillaging and enslaving – it seems I
just don’t like to write them into mine.
What
percentage of asshole do you like in the men in your dark stories? Would you be
game to walk up to them in real life and date them or at least say hello?
When
I began writing Seize me From Darkness, I knew I was writing the most a*hole-ish
of all my main characters. Pieter still begins as a good guy. How does he
transform from that into someone I’d be reluctant to spend the night with even
if I had a SWAT team outside the bedroom window? He does it with a certain
amount of flair, a hefty dose of kick in
the door and drag her out by the hair, and a big dose of a*holery.
If
dark books keep going like this, a*holes will take over the world in 2015.
Corrupting
the Innocent
Are
you an innocent or do you read dark erotic fiction? Because I have a strange
hunch those two things don’t go together.
Dark
erotic fiction seems to attract readers for all sorts of reasons. Its naughty,
it’s shocking, it’s disturbing and often it will hit the taboo button. Why do
you read it? Do you know? Do you even care?
I’ve
got a bit of a fetish for figuring out the whys and hows of what I write.
Readers
love to see the woman in dark books, who may often be forcibly ravished or
kidnapped, become the one and only woman who can evoke some sort of caring or
loving emotion from the man. When someone first said that to me, my first
thought was, ohmigod, that’s no
different to what many romance readers want from the average hero. I’ve heard
exactly that reason given for why Fifty Shades of Gray became so popular. They
loved seeing Christian get hung up on a one and only woman, and get his
darkness healed – made ‘better.’ Not that I agree that
BDSM needs to be exorcised from people. It’s consensual, it’s between adults,
what’s not to love about people being open about sex?
That
aside, it was the idea of a ‘fallen’ man being redeemed by the love for his
perfect mate that readers supposedly fell for.
Is
that your reason for reading these? Maybe you’re new to reading dark fiction
and are still at the exploding brain stage where you sit back and go, why oh why am I reading these, after
each book? The morality in dark erotic fiction is generally so far outside the
normal range that it can really make you doubt yourself. But it is normal. A
lot of people, mostly women, love these. It’s fiction, remember that. You can
always put a book down. Basically, it’s a consensual way of role playing sexual
fantasies in a safe way – similar to roleplaying rape with your partner because
it turns you on. No one forces anyone to read.
As
I’ve written more of these books I’ve figured out a little of why I like to
write them. All the usual attractions of writing apply but with dark stories
there is an extra thrill because you can go all out with the pivotal scenes. Both
the hero and the heroine can be tormented with awful decisions as well as put
through grueling scenes where there may be erotic tortures. These scenes are
often mindfucks. The more of these what-the-fuck situations in a book the more
interesting these dark reads become.
In
a way, everyone involved can be corrupted and taken to that edge of the awesome
abyss of darkness – reader, hero, heroine, even perhaps the author. Whether
you’re still borderline innocent or thoroughly corrupted, I hope you enjoy
these books for what they are – one of the ultimate genres of thrilling reads.
My
Writing of Dark Erotic Romances
I
was asked why I write this genre by one of my beta readers and to be honest
it’s for two reasons. The first is that I’ve always been enthralled by dark
scenes in stories – the serial killer tying the heroine to her bed and
torturing her before he thinks about killing her, the ancient Gor series where
Earth women are kidnapped and taken to another planet to be enslaved in a
Swords and Sorcery type setting, Jacqueline Carey’s Kushiel’s Dart series (swoon), and many more.
Second
reason? I always knew I loved these but writing a contemporary book with this
sort of depraved story as the WHOLE PLOT? I’d not have thought to do it without
having read Bianca Sommerland’s Deadly
Captive and partially read C.J. Robert’s Captive in the Dark.
Though
I didn’t finish reading the latter, it inspired me. I know it’s a great and
well-written series but the man in it just never appealed to me. I don’t like
bad men as the hero in most books unless I can see a lot of good from square
one. Captive in the Dark made me wonder
if I could write a book where the man began as a good man.
I
planned a story where I could slowly reveal my hero’s inner monster – the part
of him that was ecstatic to be a sadist and a Dominant. That story became Take me Break me, a book that featured
in the #16 New York Times bestselling collection called Make Me.
Since
then I’ve continued my trend of having the man a good person at the beginning of
each book. Although Chris in Make me
Yours Evermore was a bad guy from the start, his accomplice, Andreas, my
Good Samaritan cross happy kidnapper, kept the trend alive.
If
making the man good at the beginning is one thing that sets my stories apart
from most dark books, another feature might be my settings. I often show off
the Australian landscape. All our wonderful beaches and rainforests deserve
some attention. In this latest book, Seize
me From Darkness, I’ve set most of the action in Papua New Guinea, which is
a deeply tropical country, across the sea, to the north of Australia.
However,
because much of Seize me From Darkness takes
place inside the House, a place designed for the housing and training of sex
slaves, I didn’t get to describe much of Papua New Guinea. I did get to show a
tropical island though, with gorgeous white sand beaches and assorted sea life.
One reader has told me that reading my Pierced
Hearts series is like taking a beach holiday. Amusing, considering what
happens in the books. I dearly hope her holidays don’t feature torture and
abduction. Fiction will always be far more consensual and safe than real life,
unless someone glues the eReader toyour hand and props open your eyelids.
So
there’s some of why and how I write dark fiction. I love it, and it’s my sexual fantasyland too. Enjoy your fiction. Don’t
let anyone take it away from you.
Limp-wristed
or Kickass heroines?
This
is a little like the question you get at that well-known fast-food chain when
you buy a burger – would you like a kick-ass heroine with that? In dark erotic
romances (even if the romance is a little one-sided) you often have a story
where the angst revolves around the man forcibly convincing her that he’s the yang to her ying. If she comes up short in the feistiness and kick-him-in-the
crotch department...where’s the story?
Like
they say about most books – it’s not the ending that matters so much as the
journey.
We
often know, or have a fair idea, as to how these stories will end, but seeing
that change in her as no becomes yes or maybe
or sometimes just my life with this man has a lot of pluses
compared to my old one and I really do fancy him and his muscles/ motorbike/
helicopter...all of that is why we read these. Plus the odd plot twist
that surprises us...and the smoking hot sex.
Nevertheless,
there may be limits as to kickassedness. If she’s too good at kung fu or taking
out hordes of crack-crazed criminals with a shotgun, it does get a little
difficult for the man to hogtie her and sit on her. Balance is always
necessary. Either that or the author has to supply him with a ton of smarts and
some great luck. Sometimes this manifests as him going oh look at the pretty sunset while
he locks on the handcuffs.
I
started thinking about this when someone told me they loved that Jazmine in
Seize me From Darkness wasn’t limp and emotionally frail. I hadn’t even
considered her as kick ass. But in a way she is. Just not in the I can
kill a hundred enemies with my pinkie finger way. It made me wonder how
defiant people want their heroines in these books. If my story wasn’t set in
the everyday world, I could add in a very tough heroine. But then I think a bit
deeper and realize that a lot of the buzz I get from reading or writing these
is because they’re based on the real world.
I
think most readers like these dark erotic books with a high quota of ‘real’, which means most heroines won’t be taking out
terrorists with machine guns. But am I wrong?
Playing
God in Dark Erotic Romance Writing
All
writers get a bit of a god complex. We have these imaginary but often seemingly
real (in our heads) people who we get to play with. We get to experiment and see
what will happen if a weird twisty plot thingummy falls at their feet or on
their heads. When you translate that general role of the Grand Deliverer of the
Hand of Fate into being the author of a nasty dark erotic book you get the same woohoo and mwhahahahaa
satisfaction from the writing, only 10 gazillion times better.
You
see a good book is a book where bad things happen, where obstacles topple in
front of our characters, and oh baby, the obstacles we get to play with in
these nasty stories...
One
of the essential ingredients you need to possess to be a writer is to like
torturing your characters. Then after all that torturing, pages and pages and pages of it, finally, at the very, very end, you can let them reach that
carrot on a stick you’ve dangled before their eyes for like most of their story
lives. You pat them on the head, feel happy for them, and also sad all the
crazy stuff is over.
You
can also leave them wallowing in misery, or dead. Authors can be cruel and
should probably be in therapy.
Then
you rub your hands together in glee and begin another story. More torturing
characters. Yay!
Of
course, in dark erotic stories the torture often really is torture, even if the woman (assuming it is) gets to have a few
dozen orgasms during it. You can even sprinkle in some horror with the gritty
romance, the kink, the nasty villains, and the sexual depravity. That’s what
attracts me to writing these – the vast scope. I can swing from writing sex
scenes so hot the plastic on my keyboard melts, to writing moments where the
blood gushes and the screams echo. You can gather by this that daisies and
fluffy unicorns and rainbows are not my natural environment.
If
you ever see a rainbow in my story, there’ll be most likely be a rip-roaring
gory battle scene on the next page along with a unicorn gasping out its last
breath. The virgin will be tied up, naked, and over some
black knight’s saddle with him trotting off into the sunset with his prize.
Darkness
gets under a writer’s skin.
It’s
taken me a while to sort out what I can do in my Pierced Hearts stories, and I’m
still learning. The first book was so tame compared to where Seize me From
Darkness goes that I’m a bit stunned. Each book has grown darker and more
terrible in what the hero is willing to do to keep his woman, and more violent
in what the villain might wish to do to my main characters. In fact books one
and two had no true villain at all.
When
I do write villains, you should
really keep your fingers and toes clutching your eReader at all times, or risk
being minus a few body parts by the end of the story.
Mmm,
villains.
You
have been warned. Keep your eyes open while reading, no flinching on pain of
severe chastisement, take a torch with fresh batteries, and hang on tight for
the ride in Seize me From Darkness.
Surgical
replacement of souls and digits is not included in the price.
Excerpt:
There were days I wanted to be so close with Pieter that our
skin would merge. He was big, powerful, a rock of serenity in the middle of
this mad place. Then there were days I’d look at him and remember what he’d
done, how good he was at killing, and I’d recognize my previous foolishness.
He didn’t understand how most every little thing he told me
about himself was reinforcing my fear of him.
I didn’t understand why he could nevertheless make me catch
my breath when he stripped off for a shower. Or like now, when he’d looked at
me through those dangling untidy dark locks while doing push-ups. With his... fucking shirt off. Swallow thy tongue. The little octopus on the back of his shoulder
gleamed and writhed as his muscles slid.
Yep.
He affected me not at all. Trying not
to look hot and flushed, I shifted my legs and stared at the paintwork instead.
Pieter was my own private tiger and I was locked in the cage
with him.
Drooling at men wasn’t new. Having a thrill run through me
at the potential for a man to grab me and do something unexpected to me – that was new.
What he’d done in the other room was him. He liked hurting
me, liked fucking me and tying me up. That knowledge riveted me to this wall.
There was fear and there was fear.
He could hurt me, badly, if he wanted to. I didn’t think he
would, but he could.
A little bit of fear was a whole lot of thrill.
As he shifted infinitesimally nearer, I squirmed up the
wall, trying to merge with the white tiles. A quarter inch, an inch? His body
heat and his scent was a living force. This was the man who’d napalmed my ass.
Any closer and I’d be lost.
“You didn’t run.”
I glanced to the side. “I um...” Run? Good idea.
With his whole hand, he gripped my jaw, as if he wanted to
be sure I stayed put, then he dragged me back to the middle. Past a few
dangling locks of hair lurked his clear brown eyes.
“Hello, there.” That bear-growly voice of his should be
illegal. “Place your fucking palms on
the wall and keep them there until I say not to. Do you need more incentive?”
I’d flinched at the fucking.
Wimp.
He pinched one of my nipples between finger and thumb and
squeezed.
Gasping, and in increasing pain, I slumped as far as I could
go with my nipple his hostage. That I’d become even wetter horrified me.
The pain dazzled. Like the cut of a scythe, it separated me
from everything else that had happened before, from all the terrible things
that might happen. All that mattered was him, concentrated. Distilled male.
Still unsure why, and what the hell I was doing, I crept my
hands onto the wall. I felt the dips between the smooth square tiles. Water
dribbled down my skin. His hand stayed on my jaw as did his crushing hold on my
breast. And I loved it.
All those games we’d played meant nothing when he was like
this. I saw him for what he truly was. I was dealing with the devil.
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