I am always happy to host amazing authors on my blog, so I am honored to have K.R. Jordan. (River Jordan) back. You may remember her from a poet spotlight blog I posted in May. I absolutely love River's writing, and I am very excited to share information about her latest release, Riftglade.
On a clear night, the iced countryside of Overland shimmers in deep purples as it absorbs the light from the stars overhead. But this night, everything is dark as onyx; the occasional gloomy twinkle playing peek-a-boo with eventide.
The currents of the atmosphere sense a disturbance, shifting and shivering as if in expectation of some cyclopean storm. Intruding in the peaceful song of the frozen ebony sleep comes a sweet, but perplexing hum.
At once it is as if the things of nature recognize the color of the exciting hum. The snow covered hills beginning to glow warmly, a rhapsody of inner light coating the frozen tundra. In moments the air snaps to attention, exuding the scent of ancient virgin forests untouched by fae. A mix of pine, cedar and oak, fighting to dominate, release their heady perfume into the ozone.
An obscurity of bright and colorful streaks stream from over the mountains miles away. Red blending into purple; purple blending into indigo; indigo into pink evinces a masterpiece of surrealism.
If you stopped time in that instant before the ancient one was impelled by the Realm of Clouds to reach out and taste fate, you would see an amazing sight. If you hovered in the face of the masterpiece of light and color you would behold the sorrowful expression of an exquisite fairy. Long red hair flowed out behind her as she flies. Drawing your attention would be the reddest lips and the most beautiful blue eyes. Rimming those eyes, which are at once clear and open but deep and dark as well, were the darkest lashes. The whisper of crystalline tear hovered at the edges of those nymph eyes; the tears stretching out with the speed at which she flew. This paragon of beauty is Princess Yaliza, daughter of Vodianyk, High King of All You See.
Come and join Princess Yaliza on her adventure in Riftglade by K.R. Jordan.
She also shared this poem from the preface:
I laid her down in a field of clover
her wanting body I hovered over
dress gathered, seductive at her waist
ahh I saw her thighs, longed to taste
she raised her hips, dress pulled over
and left it lying stoic in the clover
yes, nothing to hinder my view of her
with a whisper she said "come higher..."
she opened herself to me, nothing left to hide
yes no need to play, just to explore inside
freed and pulsing my masculinity her reward
with the heels of her feet she led me inward
I lay my hardness o her place just to tease
she gasps in a breathless tone "take me, please"
without a second thought and boyish grin
I concede to her request, our passion begins
Making love in a field of clover!
These are my dreams, over and over
Clover's Bliss by Gary L. Robinson, 2012
Other work by K.R. Jordan:
Leela in the Red Wine Anthology
Alba in Dark Light
I grew up on the Gulf Coast of Texas and spent most of my youth in or near the water.
My father was a fisherman that always had a paperback Louis L'amour in his back pocket. My mother would read anything and everything she could get her hands on.
My own personal love of reading and writing began at a very young afe. I would spend hours at the local library checking out as many books as they would allow.
I write under the names K.R. Jordan or River Jordan. Mostly I write fiction, but I am obsessed with writing a personal history of my family.
I still live on the Gulf Coast of Texas with my family and I enjoy writing, reading, fishing, and the great outdoors.
You can connect with River on Twitter @UniqueRiver or check out her author page on Amazon.