Thursday, April 23, 2015

LUSTFUL POSSESSION - Amorous spirits in HK Carlton's second release of the series!!!

Aloha HK!! So nice to have you here again with us. It's always a pleasure. :) And today we've got the new release in the Lustful Possession series! Dark Foursome!! If memory serves me, this is a series of seven books so far. I love a good series. I'm always waiting for the next one to come out with barely concealed impatience, so it's grand to see another one of these books out now!! 

HK Carlton is a prolific Canadian writer who writes across many genres. I envy that ability. So tell me HK, what's happening this time to our lovers Josh and Crishtin. :)

Aloha, Meg. Thank you so much for inviting me back to share the release of Dark Foursome. This is the second book in the Lustful Possession series and picks up right where the first book, Meet Me in the Dark, left off.

Josh and Crishtin find themselves in an unexpected foursome when two randy ghosts get in on the action!

Blurb: Dark Foursome (Lustful Possession Book Two)

Is it possible for the human body to recover from supernatural possession?

That’s the question, Josh Hewes and Crishtin Davenport grapple with daily.

After being controlled by some amorous spirits during a paranormal investigation, their lives have not been their own.

In an attempt to help the apparitions “crossover” the only thing they’d been successful in doing, is allowing the souls of Miles Townshend and Shelley Smythe — two long dead individuals — to take up semi-permanent residence as their hosts and use their corporeal bodies at whim.

Josh and Crish are beginning to have feelings for one another, but to complicate matters; they are also developing affections for the insatiable phantoms who visit them nightly.



As Josh and Crish attempt to find a way to rid themselves of their bothersome visitors, normal life has to resume, and Josh having work commitments to fulfill, jets off to Ireland on yet another paranormal investigation with his colleagues.

But Josh soon discovers that mixing spiritual possession with a malevolently haunted castle can carry grave consequences.



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This erotic romance series is my first attempt at paranormal. And since the writing of this series, I am hooked on all the ghost hunter/adventure type shows. Some of them are corny and some are so downright fabricated, its laughable. And yet there are others who claim to be experts who are in way over their heads. Some things are not meant to be messed with or taunted when you have no idea what youre dealing with. Evil exists in many forms. And there is no place for ignorance when making contact with the other side.


I was looking at these old photos where spirit have shown up on film. I think it's because the process was so slow, like using a very very very slow film speed and that's why you could often see them. 

But there are a few of those shows that I give some credence to. And I have a healthy respect for things the experts cant explain. My favourite show at the moment is called The Dead Files. Its a team. A former detective and a physical medium. For the investigation they work separately and dont communicate with one another until the reveal at the end of the show, where they present their findings to the homeowners or whatever establishment has called them in for help. 

The medium, does a walk through and reveals who or what she is seeing. Meanwhile the detective does all the leg work and tracks down the history of the property. At the end they put it all together. Its quite interesting. I like the way they back up what the medium is sensing with the facts and history of the property and the people who lived or worked in the dwelling over the years. It makes the idea of haunting plausible.  


I try to convince myself that I am a big sceptic, but there are times when the experts can’t debunk certain events, and it makes me believe we are not alone. I’ve also had a couple of my own experiences which I also have no explanation for. (Meg: I'm a huge fan of these type of shows. I've had many experiences with people on the other side and it's nice to get answers to things people desperately need.)

I believe when certain events take place, a location can hold on to the essence or emotion of it. Especially if it was violent or extremely emotional. Though, I dont want to believe that souls are left behind when a person dies. I was raised in a strict religious household and even though I do not practice anymore, I still believe in a higher power. It goes against everything I was ever taught, that souls might be trapped, earth bound and suffering or worse haunting or hurting the living.

Id love to know your take on this. Do you believe in ghosts, spirits, demons, shadow people, haunting, possession? Or something else. Have you had a supernatural experience you‘d like to share? Leave a comment for a chance to win a copy of the first book in the Lustful Possession Series, Meet Me in the Dark.




Blurb: Meet Me in the Dark (Lustful Possession Book 1)

Crishtin Davenport thought she was attending a simple Halloween event—A good scare to get the blood pumping. But instead she finds her pulse racing over one of the event’s organizers.

Josh Hewes loves nothing more than investigating paranormal activity, but after meeting Crishtin the only thing he wants to explore is her.

However, getting to know one another takes an unexpected turn when some randy spirits get in on the act.

Crish and Josh are inexplicably drawn into a heady web of desire and want nothing more than to possess each other. But they’re not the only ones.

Be careful what you invite in to play…



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Excerpt: Dark Foursome (Lustful Possession #2)

“Boo!”

Frightened by the unexpected voice, she spun around and repeatedly slapped the ghost she expected to see.

“Hey, it’s me. Stop, hitting.” Josh chuckled as she slowed the strikes.

“Oh, you asshole! You scared the shit out of me.”

“No kidding. I got that.”

“What are you doing here?” she asked, surprised to see him.

“I’m guessing the same thing you’re doing here. Trying to convince myself that they’re really gone.”

“You too?”

He pulled her into his embrace. “Yeah, me too.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because I know how freaked out you were to begin with. I didn’t want to pile on my uncertainties, too.”

“They’re still around, Josh.”

He sighed heavily. “I’m inclined to agree. I’ve been doing some research. I found out, in this type of possession, the spirits generally choose a medium whose desires match their own. This way the host body is much more malleable and controllable, making the spirits’ desires and cravings easier to fulfill.”

“And I think they’re still in us. Somehow. How is this possible?” she asked, clinging to him.

“I don’t know. What I do know is—I fucked up.”

Crish stared up at him.

“I made a mistake, Crish. Chalk this one up to ignorance. My lack of information did this to us. Apparently, it’s one thing for a spirit to take possession of an individual without permission. It is quite another thing entirely when invited in. It would seem that comes with consequences.”

“Consequences? Is there any way to get rid of them?”

Helplessly, Josh shrugged. “I’ll find a way. I promise you, Crish, if it’s the last thing I do.”

“Oh please don’t use those words.”

“I’ll get us out of this.”

But Crish had already come to her own conclusion—Miles and Shelley weren’t going to be easy to evict.

* * * *

In the middle of the conversation, Crish slid her hand between his legs and gave his balls a firm squeeze before stroking his cock through the stiff denim.

“You don’t want to get rid of me too soon, Joshua Hewes.”

Josh tensed when he realized Shelly’d just taken complete control of Crishtin. She was the only one who called him by his full name. But the knowledge didn’t stop his traitorous cock from lengthening under her expert ministrations.

“See.” He didn’t miss the smugness in her tone. “I know that you’re enjoying Crish’s body, but even more so, you are enjoying my expertise.”

Expertise? Christ, if she kept it up, he’d be blowing his load in less than a minute. He placed his hand over hers, in an attempt to slow things down. They were out in public after all. She made his brain go to mush.

Leaning in, she rose on her tiptoes and traced her tongue around the shell of his ear, all the while tempting him with her words. “Move your hand, Joshua, let me get you off. I know you like it.”

“Please. Not here. People can see me. Er, us. Crish and I can’t do this out in the open.”

“Well, if you hadn’t burned down the Allen house I could be giving you the blowjob of your life in my very own bedroom.”

He tried his best to get his mind off his dick and listen. “I did no such thing!”

“Okay, technically, Miles did, but he used your body to do it.”

“He did what!” Josh bellowed, twisting from her grip.

“Just like I use her body to drive you to…”

“Stop!” He grabbed her hand roughly.“How about you take your husband and leave us the hell alone?”

“That’s just it, Joshua. My husband seems to have formed a strange attachment to your girlfriend. You should hear the perverted things he wants to do to her.”

“Don’t. I don’t want to hear it. Is that why I barely ever get to remember making love to her? ’Cause that motherfucker takes over?”

“Mmm.” She sidled up to him, fingering his collar while looking up at him coyly. “But you are present when I’m in charge. Now that’s worth remembering.”

She leaned in and sucked on his collar bone sending a charge of sensation right to his cock, making it throb, just thinking about the things she did to him. “Isn’t it, Joshua.

You don’t want to send me away. Be honest with yourself. Crish may not be very aware of me, but I know quite a bit about her. And you two barely have any sexual history. And she is not experienced in the least. Not compared to my background, anyway. I can drive you crazy. She will bore you to death in no time.”

“Don’t use those words. And that’s just your jealousy talking. You’re pissed off that you waited ninety years to make Miles your husband and he remained loyal to you, for what a whole thirty seconds. What a guy—as faithful to you as he was his first wife. He moved on to the next best thing as soon as it presented itself.”

“Well, I would be mighty…pissed.” She said the word slowly as if it were foreign to her vocabulary. “If it hadn’t happened to me as well. I find myself a little sweet on you too, Joshua. If only I’d met you sooner, I wouldn’t have married him.”

“Don’t give me that BS, Shelley. You don’t have feelings for me. You just wanna fuck.”

Plunking a hand on her hip, in a very un-Crish-like gesture, she said, “Hey, I’ve never had a man have a problem with that.”

“No, your problem is relating to men outside of the bedroom. Bring Crish back.”

She regarded at him coldly and her mouth turned hard. “Very well. But I’ll be seeing you later, honey. I’ve something real special in store for you.”

Just as quickly, Crish re-emerged, weaving slightly and holding her stomach as if about to throw up.

“Oh God!” She swallowed convulsively.

Wrapping his arm around her shoulder, he guided the way to their parked cars.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay to drive.”

“Yes, I’ll be fine. It’ll pass. It always does.

“It’s strange the way that it affects you, don’t you think? I mean, I don’t feel that bad when Miles leaves me. Unless…” he trailed off as the thought occurred to him. 

Perhaps Shelley did it on purpose. To get back at Crish for Miles falling for her. But Miles wasn’t the only one developing an attachment to her. If the two spirits would just fuck off and give Crish and him a chance on their own without cutting in, he could seriously see a future with her.

He watched as she drove off. This trip to Europe couldn’t have come about at a worse time. Although a part of him was psyched to go, the other half wanted to stay with Crish. They needed to figure out how to get rid of their unwanted guests.

Until then, the best way to keep Miles and Shelley at bay was for him to avoid Crish, as much as it killed him. This foursome was becoming entirely too complicated.

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Wednesday, April 8, 2015

LIVE ALOHA! - A circle tour of the gorgeous Big Island of Hawaii

Aloha everyone!! Today I am homesick… Homesick for the sultry heat of the islands that rarely overwhelms. It wraps around my skin like a piece of silk sliding across my body. My spirit instantly feels lighter, freer. I feel connected to myself and the island, to the ancestors. I slip into my island skin and shrug off my Mainland wrapping…instantly feeling like a different person. 

One I like much better.

When I’m home, I go to the beach every second day. I drink cocktails like they’re normal things. I drive slowly along Ali’i Drive, just to take in the gorgeous blue water. I drive slower generally…all islanders do. Big decisions of the day—Honaunau or Kekaha Kai? Snorkeling or swimming? Four Seasons for lunch or Royal Kona?

I love having visitors and showing off the island. She’s the most diverse of all the Hawaiian Islands and I love to showcase her in my stories. She’s a living, breathing entity in her own right.

So come with me today and I’ll take you on a partial circle, island tour. We’ll only get so far because there’s so much to see and do, but we’ll come back every couple of weeks and do the rest of it. We’ll stop at all my favorite spots, eat at my favorite restaurants and shop here and there. Cocktails and a sunset at the end of each day if we’re on the West side of the island. Someone commented that my piccies of the sunsets are photoshopped. They’re not. They’re real. Each day we get something different. It’s magical.




The allure of the beautiful exotic Hawaiian Islands still calls my soul and it seems to call other people as well. So come with me. Put your togs (swimsuit) on under your sundress or shorts because we’re bound to find somewhere to hop in the water. All locals carry plenty of towels, snorkel gear, chilly bins and beach crap in the back of their cars or trucks. So just bring yourself…

If you’re staying at my place, it’ll be in Kona on the Big Island of Hawai’i. Officially called Kailua-Kona but none of us call it that. There’s another place called Kailua on O’ahu. The whole island is home to Kona coffee, Macadamia nuts, plumeria farms, orchid farms, the slow moving active volcano, the best snorkeling in the Hawaiian islands, gorgeous beaches, every type of sea life you can imagine and fabulous restaurants. 

Even better, it’s local. Laid back, cruisy, Hawaiian-American energy rather than the energy of Maui and O’ahu which is American-Hawaiian. There’s a distinct difference. Even on O’ahu they look at us strangely when we stop to let people cross the road.

We’re from the BI we say and they nod and grin…that answers a lot of things. J


There’s still an old island feel to the place. Anyone who comes to live there and doesn’t settle in within a year, tends to go back to the Mainland. If you’re going to freak out because you can’t get a coffee grinder for a month until the next barge comes in—you’re in the wrong place.

It’s the perfect mix between American high energy and convenience and island laidbackness and community. We accept more interesting people. We worry less. We smile more. We’re casual… We live aloha. 


You’ve just arrived and the air is warm and humid, coating your skin in sensuality. You’ve been anointed with a traditional, delicately, sweet smelling plumeria or orchid lei. Even if you’re a local and you’re coming home, you get one. It’s that instant island connection that lets you know you’re now back in Paradise.




Let’s stop at the Harbor House bar just up the road from the airport at the Honokohau Marina. It’s a local bar that caters to everyone. They have good snacks here. You can sit at the rail and watch the boats come into to dock. Plus, they have the BEST drinks. 

You’ve probably already been given some POG on the plane coming into Kona’s Keahole airport, but I’m thinking something a little more alcoholic. POG is a passion, orange, guava mix of fruit juice that is unique to the Hawaiian Islands. It’s gorgeous! The local passion fruit are called Liliko’i at home but LOG probably wasn’t a great selling name. They’re a sweetie, yellow skinned passion fruit and they grow all over the island. We use them in everything we can think of, even our local beers!







At the Harbor House, they keep their ENORMOUS fishbowl schooners in the fridge, and all the ‘fizzy’ drinks are served in them. Icy cold beer, Mikes Hard Lemonade etc and anything else carbonated. Ono—that means they’re damn good. Try some of the local sashimi—Ahi tuna sliced or mahimahi in a fish sandwich. Fresh off the boat! 



The Bite Me boat is in and you wonder what fresh fish they’ve brought in today. You might take a wander down to the shop near the bar afterward and see what they have. There’s always Mahimahi and Ahi tuna. But maybe they’ll have some Onaga or Opakapaka today too… sweet tasting snappers in various shades from the pale pinks to the ruby’s. Lovely fresh, marinated in a wee bit of Lawrys lemon sauce and barbecued. Yum!!

Alan Wong's Onaga ~ gorgeous dish!!

We make it home before the sun goes down and shuck our shoes in a big pile by the front door. The sign, PLEASE REMOVE YOUR SLIPPAHS, means everyone. Nobody wears shoes inside on the island. It’s an old Japanese custom that’s been adopted by all islanders. It’s easy to wear slippahs/slippers, flip-flops, thongs or jandals and just slip them off your feet when you enter a house. There’s dress up slippahs and casual, but nearly everyone has pairs for all occasions. And it would be an odd restaurant that turned you away because we were wearing them. Even the flash ones. :)



Now you’ve removed your shoes and your bra…slid into some casual shorts or a wee dress, come outside onto the lanai (the patio) and have a cocktail or three. We can watch the velvety colors coat the west coast of Hawai’i. Some days it’s reds, other’s oranges, yellows, purples… it’s gorgeous!!! And it’s quick. Within half an hour, the sun has set, dipping below the horizon where the view is endless. Being out in the middle of the Pacific means there’s no other energy for thousands of miles. It’s soothing.


Toast to the neon green geckos running around catching bugs for their dinner. They’re not dangerous or scary. They’re very cute actually and we all like them inside—good bug catchers. If you’re lucky, when you're having your juicy, bright orangy, half papaya for brekky with fresh lime juice, and a sprinkle of mac nuts, one will pop up and have a wee lick of the juices. LOL. They like the local Kona brewing companies beer too. Gourmet locals!!








We’ll sit outside and put our feet up. Casually eat island food, sip on drinks and talk all evening. There’s a deep peace that steals over the Kona coast at night. When we go to bed, the ceiling fans will be turning lazily and the sliding doors will be pulled back, with the screen doors letting in some coolness. If the nights very still, you can hear the waves breaking gently on the shoreline, even from up the hill. It’s hilly over most of the Big Island, giving us spectacular views from all angles.




You’ll probably wake surprisingly early… I always do and I’m a classified night owl. But the island energy always gets me up early. The first lights coming up on the water in Kona Harbor. In winter, you’ll probably be able to spy some Humpback Whales going past with the binoculars. They cruise up and down the Kona coast, often coming down to us from the cooler Alaskan waters to give birth.

If you go up in a small plane, you’ll see them under the water. They give off an iridescent blue for some reason and you’ll be able to see their bulk. Circle them with a small plane and they’ll follow the noise of the plane around. I’ve never been out on a whale watching boat and not seen one up close. Magnificent creatures.


 Breakfast can be anything, but I always like to give people the sweet papaya for a starter. Pure 100 percent Kona is a must. Spend a wee bit more and get the pure stuff. It’s smooth…rich and deep. I like Bayview the best and the Bong Brothers.






When you through South Kona, you’ll go past farm after farm of coffee. The naturally draining, rich lava rock soil and the warmth is ideal for growing coffee, along with the elevation. We’re the only island that still hand picks it—the slopes are too steep for machinery. That’s what gives Kona its distinctive mellowness. You’ll see signs on the side of the road advertising. "Now buying Cherry." When you have to handpick the "cherry," (The red ripened coffee pods) you get an even roast.




The Arabica coffee trees were first in Kona from about 1828 or 1829, brought by a missionary Samuel Ruggles. Every morning the farmers get out and do a pick of what’s ripe. And there are four different grades of beans.


Kona Coffee Grades:
Kona Extra Fancy
Size: Will not pass through a 19/64" round hole
Moisture Content: 9% to 12%
Defects: 10 or less, full imperfections per lb.
Other Beans: 50 or less, other type beans per lb.
Undersize: No more than 10% by weight

Kona Fancy
Size: Will not pass through a 18/64" round hole
Moisture Content: 9% to 12%
Defects: 16 or less, full imperfections per lb.
Other Beans: 50 or less, other type beans per lb.
Undersize: No more than 10% by weight

Kona Number 1
Size: Will not pass through a 16/64" round hole
Moisture Content: 9% to 12%
Defects: 20 or less, full imperfections per lb.
Other Beans: 50 or less, other type beans per lb.
Undersize: No more than 10% by weight

Kona Prime
Moisture Content: 9% to 12%
Defects: 25% defective beans, by weight.
Included therein no more than 5% by weight sour or black beans.


 Kona Coffee from Cherry to Roast - Learning the Terms


Kona Snow
White sweet-smelling blossoms that cover the trees at intervals from January through May.


Cherry
The fruit of the coffee tree, starts as green berries, turning through yellow to orange and picked when deep red.


Bean
The two flat seeds formed within the normal cherry - Type I.


Peaberry
When coffee cherries produce only one round seed instead - Type II of two flat ones.
Pulping
Separating the beans from the outer red skin.
Processing (wet-method)
The beans are fermented from 12-24 hours, and then washed in fresh water.
Drying
The washed beans are laid out on decks and sun-dried to a moisture level between 9-12.2%. Some mechanical drying may be used, but most Kona beans are sun-dried on large concrete pads.




Parchment
The dried seeds covered with a stiff white skin, called parchment.


Milling
Removal of stiff parchment skin and the thin silverskin below it.
Green
Coffee beans milled and ready for roasting.
Roast
Cooking the green coffee to the desired taste.


I’m not generally a coffee drinker, but I love the smell of it. I find it too bitter and acrid, but Pure Kona calls to my soul. Mellow and soothing but don’t be taken in by it mildness. It’s still got the fuel level of regular coffees. Try eating a few (about 3 should do it) choccie covered coffee beans and you’ll see what I mean. Gorgeousy delicious but I shake like a leaf after them. LOL.


Now you’ve had your breakfast, let’s think about where we’d like to go for the day. I’m thinking Kekaha Kai or Two Step at Honaunau for snorkeling. We’re a little late in the day to go up to Mauna Lani but we’ll go another day. So…swimming or snorkeling? When you decide, I’ll take you to some of my favorite spots around Kona and the coast on our next circle tour blog.

Until then, a hui hou (until we meet again.) Mahalo (thank you) for visiting my gorgeous island home and souls sanctuary. I hope you love the magical Hawaiian Islands and Aloha State as much as I do. :)







Guava Cake!




Donnie and I at the Royal Kona :)


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