#FridayFantasy: Author @HunterSJones101 Shares #SeptemberEnds #erotic #romance #poetry

Welcome to Sassy Vixen Publishing and our Friday Fantasy Free For All. This is the feature where we showcase authors from all genres with fabulous new releases or revisiting older ones. This week we're thrilled to have author Hunter S. Jones stopping in to share her latest release September Ends. This one is a fascinating read—not only in content, but in the format of the novel itself. 

Here's the blurb...

Sometimes when you believe it’s the end, it’s only the beginning.

September Ends is contemporary fiction, with romance, erotic and supernatural elements, bound by poetry. It reveals the intricate web of passion and desire which entangles Liz Snow, Pete Hendrix and Jack O. Savage. The story is told through Liz Snow’s diary, Jack O. Savage’s poetry, and from letters sent across the Atlantic. Traveling throughout the lushness of a summertime in Tennessee and Georgia, September Ends journeys into the elegance of London’s West End and is finally settled in the countryside of Cornwall, England, a decade later.

September Ends is a story of sin, redemption and salvation through love because love happens when we least expect it.

Want to learn a bit more about Liz, Pete and Jack? Read on!

LIZ SNOW

I am Liz Snow, Elizabeth October Snow, from Atlanta, Georgia, USA. Actually I’m from a small town in north Georgia called LaFayette. My grandfather died suddenly when I was young, then I saw my only brother die in a useless traffic accident. So, you see, I’m not your typical girl. Years of anti-depressants, alcohol and bad relationships have damaged me emotionally. I hide myself in my career as a software executive. I never really knew what love was until meeting Peter William Hendrix III of Chattanooga, Tennessee. Or at least that’s what I thought until Pete’s betrayal.

PETE HENDRIX

I’m successful, some say handsome, attorney Pete Hendrix of the firm Hendrix, Hendrix & Smith in Chattanooga, Tennessee, USA. I attended undergrad at Vanderbilt University, graduated law school with Honors and returned to Chattanooga to run the family law firm. I live the life my mother always wanted for me. As often as possible, go to my cabin on Walden Ridge. There, I swim in the clear, cool water from the cave, read and spend time in solitude looking onto the scenic Sequatchie Valley, the sacred hunting grounds of the Cherokee Nation before the Trail of Tears. My life is structured and secure. But, I never expected to meet a girl like Liz Snow. I loved Liz with my heart and soul. Then, she discovered my secret.

WIKI ENTRY: JACK O SAVAGE

English poet, novelist, and founder member of The Renaissance Bards trio of spoken word artists, Jack O Savage leapt to prominence on being expelled from Jesus College, Oxford for allegedly plotting an arson attack on the college in which he supposedly planned to 'raise English successist complacency to its foundations', though no charges were ever brought against him. The Sun tabloid newspaper ran a story proclaiming POSH POET GETS CHOP referring to Savage's 'chopper protest' in which he was arrested for 'leaping atop a 17th century oak refectory table and lewdly flaunting his generous masculinity' at a formal disciplinary hearing, a gesture which he later repeated in public and which subsequently went viral on YouTube, receiving over 100 million hits in under two hours.

Ooooo...now I really want to read more! How about you? Lucky for you, Hunter sent an excerpt too...

ON THE WILD HILL

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We is the monster made to thrill

Whose arms and legs and guts enmesh

This craven frotwolf in your flesh

Shy innocence we lust to kill

Our ugliness all beauty eats

Such is our appetites and greed

We're in your rampant primal need

You can't resist our raging heats

And so succumb - my succubus

To my ferocious hirsuit will

Your Life's essential surge to spill

To sanctify my hid'ous pus

We promise we will set you free

Though some call me porn-og-raph-y

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by Jack O Savage

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LIZ

Mistress. All words of importance must be acknowledged with a capital letter.

I am your Mistress.

Pete

Mmmm I want to fuck you hard. Really let you know I want you.

Baby, I want to watch every move you make. I want to see your eyes look at me when I make love to you. 

Liz

I slide onto your cock  

grip it

up

down the shaft, slow

sexy

until you cum harder than you ever imagined in your life

Pete

I had to re-boot. Dammit!

Have I made you happy? Did you cum? Tell me.

Liz

Yes, you’ve been a very good boy & made me very happy tonight.

Pete

Oh yes, sweet Mistress. 

When we meet, can you wear black lace panties for me? Something really feminine. Maybe a lacy little black thong. That would be sweet. Mmmm.

Liz

You know by now I’ll do anything you want. I wish we could be together tonight.

Pete

Me, too baby. I’m going to sleep now. Sweet dreams, sweet Liz. I need you here with me tonight. I promise I’ll be a very good boy.

Make my Mistress happy. Want to sign in again tomorrow night? I’ll be free for you. 

© 2013 Ra Jones Publishing

That's it! I'm heading over to Amazon to get my copy. Who's coming with me? 

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About the Author: Hunter S. Jones

Novelist. Exile on Peachtree Street.

Lover of all the finer things in life.

The art form I create when writing is much more interesting than anything you will ever know or learn about me. However, since you ask, I have lived in Tennessee and Georgia my entire life, except for one “lost summer” spent in Los Angeles. I was always a complex kid. My first published stories were for a local underground rock publication in Nashville. Since then, I have published articles on music, fashion, art, travel and history. 

Currently, I have a music/entertainment blog @ExPatsPost.com. My debut novella, Fables of the Reconstruction, was published in 2012. I have a series of sexy vignettes on Amazon called Tales from a New Amsterdam. Moon Rose Publishing included my novella, Magic in Memphis, in their anthology, A Celtic Tapestry in March 2013.

Edgar Allan Poe and Anne Rice have always fascinated me, although like any Southern girl, I will always idolize Margaret Mitchell for writing Gone With The Wind. I also adore the works of John Grisham, and own a huge selection of his books. I live in Midtown Atlanta, Georgia with my husband, my books, too many clothes, too many shoes and way too many stacks of notepads and journals. 

October 2013 sees the launch of a novel collaboration, SEPTEMBER ENDS, a contemporary romance with erotic and supernatural elements bound by poetry. This novel is written in collaboration with an anonymous English poet. He wants no attention. In blogs, he only asks to be recognized as the secretive collaborator from London. We have never met and we only communicate electronically and have no personal ties. His privacy and art are more important than anything. I can share with you that his published works are critically acclaimed. 

You can connect with me at the following social media sites:

www.Twitter.com/huntersjones101

https://www.facebook.com/HunterSJones111

www.Pinterest.com/HunterSJones

www.HunterSJones.com