D. F. Krieger

Monday, October 31, 2011

Maybe Baby Winner

Happy Halloween everyone, and thank you for the comments. It was great to see the attention and turn-out that Maybe Baby received.

To answer a few questions: Yes, any uniform (not just military) was accepted. Cops, firefighters, waiters, doctors. Your choice. I was really happy to see so much support for our troops though.

"What branch of service is Colten in?" - Actually I left that part open to the readers interpretation. I felt that Colten and Sarah's story needed to be incorporated into the minds and lives of those who know their pain, their love, and their lifestyle. And for those who aren't involved in the military, it's open for your favorite fantasy serviceman.

My personal Colten, a man named David, is in the Navy. Maybe Baby was written as an outlet and ode to the frustration and dreams that I face and hold every time I have to sit and wonder when my husband is coming home.

Now, to announce the winner of a free copy of Maybe Baby. The winner is.....
Congrats Adonis!

I hope everyone has a wonderful and safe Samhain. May the witches you meet cast only joy in your life, and the goblins you meet belong to Jareth. ~ D. F. Krieger

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Maybe Baby Contest

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Sarah's husband, Colten, after informing her that his deployment is extended for another six months, rents her a cabin in the woods as an apology. When she gets there, she’s in for the surprise of a lifetime; Colten is already waiting and ready to make up for the past year they've been apart. Now that he’s retiring from the military, they will never have to worry about being separated again. Sarah can't wait to give herself to her husband, but is she ready to start a new future?


        She caressed the front of his jeans, placing her hand over his erection. Sarah, impressed with the bulge
 he made, issued a soft sound of appreciation. It had been so long since she’d seen a penis that she’d almost forgotten how evident a man’s erection could be in the right pair of pants.
“Sarah.” Colten gritted her name out through clenched teeth, his self-imposed restraint evident.
His tone made her feel powerful, in control, and filled with the urge to tease and please him. The zipper of his jeans fought her, refusing to slide down with the ease she wanted, yet gave her an excuse to palm his erection with her other hand. She squeezed him with a gentle pressure and rubbed him through the fabric while she covertly fought the stubborn zipper.
When his zipper cooperated, she switched to unbuttoning his pants. The button popped out with minimal work and Sarah hooked her fingers into his waistband and pulled them, along with his boxers, down. Colten lifted one leg at a time, helping her pull them off until he stood before her, completely naked, his erection standing out in a firm salute. She stepped back, letting her hungry gaze rove over him, taking in the details of his body.
His muscles were far more sculpted than they’d been before he left. A scar ran across the top of his left thigh that hadn’t been there before he deployed, the white a stark contrast to the rest of his tanned body. His hair, once a deep auburn, was now peppered with grey that congregated at the temples. He looked far more mature and it spoke to her in a primal way. Her body recognized him for the experienced warrior he was, and considered the knowledge quite a turn on.

Want more? Leave a comment telling me about your favorite kind of man in uniform and you'll be entered to win this new release. Contest runs through until midnight, Sunday October 30th.  ~ D. F. Krieger

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Evernight's Midnight Seduction Blog Hop

No matter what your fantasy, these sinfully naughty tales are certain to keep you reading late into the night...

Midnight Seduction is an exclusive collection of erotically charged stories by thirteen talented authors. From dark angels and vampires, to ghosts and kelpies, this anthology is sure to please paranormal romance lovers everywhere. Fulfill your wanton desires and escape into a world where anything is possible. 
Welcome readers, to my blog. As one of the participating authors in the Midnight Seduction anthology, I'm pleased to point you in the direction of my story, Midnight Masquerade. Ever heard of a Kelpie? No? Shame, shame. Every little girl's dream is to own a horse of their own. I encourage you to sit down and have a read about a woman who finds quite the *ahem* stud at the annual Midnight Masquerade. Be careful though, for humans at not allowed at this ball. Only things that go bump in the night may rub elbows on this evening of fun. 
Oh, and as a bit of a treat; I'm giving away one copy of Midnight Seduction (or Sail My Oceans if the reader so chooses) to a lucky commenter. But you must work for it. I want original, I want thought provoking. I want you to leave me a comment containing the name of a creature you rarely, if ever, see in an erotic romance (and wish you saw more of). Don't be shy. I'm up for anything, my darlings. 
 When you are done, don't forget to visit the other super-sexy authors for more chances to win!  
Alexandra O'Hurley
Luxie Ryder


Saturday, October 8, 2011

Panty Emergency

It's been awhile since I've posted on here. In light of my recent events and multiple visits to the hospital, I've had a lot to think about. No, the problem isn't resolved completely, I still have to go for weekly blood tests. But I wanted to share something far more disturbing that happened during my emergency surgery a little over three weeks ago.

I'm finally ready to talk about it.

Even though it still bothers me on a highly emotional level.

During the surgery, while I was knocked out cold, the surgeons...Stole my panties. I know, I know. It took me awhile to even notice. You see, when I woke up about six hours after the surgery, I was still so groggy that it didn't occur to me to check if anything other than my life was still intact. I woke up, realized I was alive, and breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't until about twelve hours after the surgery that I realized what had happened.

My black cotton panties, a favorite pair of mine, were no longer on me. Instead, what I found was this horrendous piece of white net that my nurse called "The Spiderman Panties". WTF? Where the hell were the panties I was wearing when I went in to surgery?! I knew they would take them off, the surgery was the kind that happened down there, but I kinda expected to wake up with them waded into a ball on my night stand. Not GONE! I looked, I swear I did. Even in my pain pill induced state, staggering around like a new foal on wobbly legs, I checked every drawer and nook and cranny for my panties. I loved those panties.

In the end, traumatized by the event, I had to come home without them. Later that afternoon I pulled my underwear drawer open and explained to the five other pairs that look just like it that one of their brethren had fallen in combat. We've been mourning ever since. I think even my purple panties are disturbed. Now, every time I go to the doctor, I can't find a pair of those either. The only ones that appear in my drawer on doctor days are the damn white ones... ~ D. F. Krieger