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Thursday, January 29, 2015

The Nightlife Las Vegas Review

The Nightlife Las Vegas by Travis Luedke
The Nightlife Book 2
Published February 23, 2013 by Smashwords
4 Blood Soaked Fangs

"For those who crave blood, violence and sex with their erotica this is the read for them."

Synopsis - 

Vampires, Aaron Pilan and his master Michelle, live by one rule - no bloodslaves. EVER. Aaron breaks that rule when he meets Anastasia. All Anastasia wants is to be loved and cherished, but the predatory men she’s attracted to bring her only pain and abuse. Escaping one train-wreck relationship for another, she finds happiness with Aaron and Michelle as a bloodslave, a 'pet'.

When Aaron uses his telepathy to win thousands at the gambling tables, he attracts the deadly attention of the Colombian Cartel and Aaron and Michelle are 'disappeared'. Addicted to the bite of her vampire lovers, Ana is desperate to find them. But, Las Vegas isn't ready for vampires mixing heroin, sex and vengeance. Ana is trapped in the spiraling chaos.

Find out what happens in the second novel of the Nightlife Series. (Goodreads)

Review -

While reading book 1 of the Nightlife Series I couldn't help but to crave more action and violence. Two of the main things I look for when reading any true vampire novel or novella. I was more than pleased with the depravity, blood violence and love mixed into to this addition to the series. First and foremost this book is definitely not for the faint of heart or anyone looking for just another Paranormal Romance in which is just basically nothing more than a Contemporary Romance with a few fangs mixed in. There is plenty of violence and definitely more than a little bit of gore.

In the first book to this series Michelle was more than dead set against the making of a bloodslave, whether accidental or on purpose. So much so that she was more than willing to destroy her lover and slave, Aaron, had he ever attempted to make another. Yet in walks Anatasia, a human with gypsie blood running through her veins, and just a touch of psychic ability. That touch being just enough to not only draw Aaron to her, but to also give him no other choice than to make her his, a bloodslave. While her initial reaction may have been to punish him, Michelle also feels the inexorable pull as he. As Ana is quickly pulled into their sordid fold and truly unpredictable love affair, enemies lurk within their grasp. Some wanting to kill them, others wanting to be them, other wanting no more than to screw them, but to the point of utter madness and willingness to kill. 

They say whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but that may not be the case with this dynamic vampire duo. As Michelle is the one once again who believes that mere humans will never be a credible threat to them, she is once again proven wrong. This time having more than a few everlasting effects. Not only may she be forced to succumb to an even more dangerous addiction that that of bloodlust, but one in which is dangerous to humans, and even more drastically dangerous for a vampire developing in very dangerous, and more than a little deadly, consequences. But, she will have more than a little fun along the way. And poor Aaron will have to learn his lessons as most do, the heart breakingly way.

Full of erotically detailed sex, depravity, violence and all three wrapped together more often than not, as well as more than a little bit of love mixed in, The Nightlife Las Vegas is a truly great read. NOT for the faint of heart nor the unimaginative. Original is definitely the first word that comes to mind when describing the series of Nightlife.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

The Nightlife New York Review

The Nightlife New York by Travis Luedke
The Nightlife Book 1
Published August 18, 2012
4 Fangs

"At first, it seemed like just any other making of a vampire tale and I almost put it down. So glad I didn't."

Synopsis - 

The Nightlife Series is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.

Vampires, strippers, escorts, night clubs, pimps and dirty cops – the Nightlife New York is never boring.

Aaron Pilan’s life is forever changed when he’s shot trying to rescue a drop-dead gorgeous woman on the streets of New York. Aaron is thrust into the shocking world of vampiric slavery when Michelle shares her blood to save his life.

Michelle's existence as a solitary vampire is also altered when she accepts this naive young man into her life. Bound by her blood, Aaron is subject to her authority. He walks a tightrope of strictly controlled feeding regiments and intense sexual adventures while catering to the neurotic control-freak tendencies of his new master. She vows to eliminate him if he proves too difficult to control.

This story is bold and evocative, infusing blood, sex, love and turmoil in an urban drama about two vampires battling evil outside and within themselves. (Goodreads)

Review - 

Die hard Paranormal and Urban Fantasy fans have nine times out of ten read a million vampire novels centering around the creation and relationship between the vampire and their maker. When beginning this book readers of that sort may feel as though this is just another of those. Just. Keep. Reading. The Nightlife is in a league of its own, slow moving at first, but when the action begins it does not let up. The violence, the sex, the drama, the relationship between master and slave, all of it is a true work of art. The bombshell takes the term claiming her man to a whole new level in a beautifully gruesome, depraving, cruel, blood thirsty way that will give her message loud and clear in no uncertain terms.

Aaron Pilan is just your average Joe living his day to day life with no expectations of anything ever happening to change his monotone life; work, call from roommate, pick up beer, go home and be taunted by ex. All that changes when he leaves from work and sees a vision being harassed. What could have been the beginning of the end turns out to be the beginning of his brand new life, well, un-life. While his new existence does come with a lot of perks everything has a downside. Falling in love with his master and knowing how she truly feels being one. The fact that if she so chooses she can order him to do anything. When a person has that much power over you, barriers become truly thin. And when that type of power is abused, and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it, you begin to see everything in a whole new light. Some things not looking as beautiful as you once thought.

Michelle never planned to turn a human. Upon seeing how pure a soul the stranger attempting to come to her "rescue" was, no way could she allow him to die. Promising herself, and him, should he ever become uncontrollable, she would have no remorse in ending him. What she never considered is losing control over herself. Watching Aaron so closely to the point where she can no longer see herself, Michelle just may turn into the very thing she hates, and abuse her power over him to the point of no return. Another lesson she may learn the hard way is dismissing humans as being a non-threat. There is no greater threat than underestimating your enemy, a lesson that just may cost one of them their lives. 

Though this novel would have even greater with more action, what action there is is well worth the wait. As with most firsts in a series is does move slow in the beginning, but the back story is needed to really understand these characters for not only this book, but for the rest that follow. Definitely not for the faint of heart, nor the blood shy or romance only reader. For those looking for violence, blood, sex and all three combined, this is the book for you. The Nightlife series is where the underdog goes from being a nobody, to victim, to predator. And it is a beautifully, bloody transition all blood thirsty readers are sure to love.

Release Day Spotlight: The Nightlife Moscow

The Nightlife Moscow by Travis Luedke
The Nightlife Book 5
Published January 20, 2015


The Nightlife Series is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.

Vampires Aaron and Michelle have landed in Moscow, on the prowl. In the company of a misfit pack of mercenary werewolves and Urvashi, a fallen angel, the vampires are forced into the violent, decadent underworld of Russian mafia, drugs and blood slaves.

This time the hunters have become the hunted.

Dmitri, a Russian vampire billionaire, sends his mafia goons to the streets, gunning for the wolf pack. Now they must bring the fight to Dmitri and face the ultimate battle for survival.

Experience the violent, sensual underbelly of Nightlife Moscow, as Aaron and Michelle mix up a wicked blend of sex, chaos, mayhem, and vengeance.

Get your copy of the latest urban fantasy – paranormal suspense novel from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Travis Luedke.

Praise for The Nightlife Series:

“Fast paced, no holds-barred, gripping, gut-wrenching, soul-ripping and most definitely tear-inducing. Perfection!”

“You know when you see a violent or bloody scene in a movie and you cover your eyes for a couple of seconds until it has past? I caught myself doing that with this book, then I realized that the lines were not going to go away until I read them.”

“I love that we have strippers, prostitutes, sluts, and Mr. Luedke is unapologetic about it...Nightlife gives it to us in spades.”

“Mr. Luedke once again showcasing his considerable talent for crafting erotic, action-packed, supernatural thrillers that leave the reader saying “Wow!”

“A no-holds-barred, easy-to-read romp that mixes fantasy, suspense, horror and erotica, and does it well.”

The Nightlife Series novels are Adult Paranormal Romance ~ Urban Fantasy Thriller:

#4 BLOOD SLAVE (stand-alone novel in the series)
#8 THE NIGHTLIFE SAN ANTONIO (stand-alone novel in the series)

Young Adult novels by TW Luedke (Travis Luedke)

THE SHEPHERD (YA Paranormal)

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Author Information

Travis Luedke is a NY Times & USA Today bestselling author of urban fantasy and paranormal romance, best known for his violently sexy NIGHTLIFE SERIES. Travis can be found catching a third degree sunburn in San Antonio, Texas, while plotting world domination through erotic paranormal badassary.

As the author of the Nightlife Series novels, Travis lives very vicariously through his writings. He invites you to enjoy his macabre flights of fancy, but be warned: The Nightlife Series is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.

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Blog ~ The Nightlife Series
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Facebook Page ~The Nightlife Series
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Excerpt – You Haven’t Been Feeding Your Pet 

Michelle struggled not to fall on her face in her Gucci boots as she slogged through the frozen streets of Moscow behind Aaron and Urvashi. The icy wind blew flakes of snow up her skirt and tickled her inner thighs with harsh, cold fingers. They stood out front of the hotel, waiting for Vasily to bring the black Mercedes rental Michelle had paid for.

No one in Russia knew Michelle by name. So, she signed all the checks and registrations, keeping the paper trail of their movements effectively obscured. Michelle de Mornac funded their entire hideout. She could afford it, but the pack insisted on reimbursing her costs. She’d be willing to pay the bill on her own if they’d let her feed properly. The bouffon wolves wouldn’t let her out in public.

Last week, Ivan had argued vehemently to keep Michelle indoors at all times, apart from check-in and check-out. “She attracts too much attention! Look at her! She walks in the room and every prick from here to Siberia is pointing at her.” He’d adjusted the lump in his crotch as evidence of the fact. “How can you not notice her?” The wolves laughed and all agreed in their heavy Slavic accents. No, no, Michelle cannot go out.

Yet, here she stood, freezing her ass off, waiting for the wolves to bring the fucking car. She noticed Aaron and Urvashi watched the streets, nervously looking back over their shoulders as if seeking someone. Who did they expect to find out in this frozen cesspool of slush and grime? Something had kicked up their paranoia.

After untold minutes frozen shivering torture, finally the damned wolves brought the rental Mercedes SUV to the curb. The car splashed frozen brown mush over the toes of her twelve-hundred dollar leather boots. Vasily and Anatoly, wolf pack mercenaries, stepped out to snatch up the luggage. As bags were tossed in the hatchback and everyone jockeyed for a seat, Michelle realized she had nowhere to sit in this merde rental car. Ivan leaned back into the last seat so fast you’d have thought they played musical chairs.


He grinned at Michelle as he patted his thigh. “Sit here.”

They should have rented a bus.

She growled low. “Lèche mon cul.” Kiss my ass. “I will take a cab.”

Ivan reached out and snagged the hem of her jacket to pull her into the car. He puckered his lips, as if he planned to accommodate her request. “There is room. I will keep you warm.” The last of his words devolved into a growl. His eyes twinkled in mischief.

Michelle didn’t wait another second out in the cold. She slid right onto Ivan’s lap and wiggled her ass down until her crotch settled on the growing lump in his pants.

Served the bastard right.

Anatoly pulled off into the flow of traffic, and turned the radio to one of the many obnoxious Russian rap stations. She leaned back into Ivan’s broad chest. He vibrated against her with the low rumble of his laughter. The scent of his animal musk assaulted Michelle’s senses. Full-size fangs dropped in her mouth and her stomach issued a gut-churning noise. She should have been satisfied feeding from the men in the bar, but something about Ivan made her especially thirsty. These wolves tasted delightful.

Urvashi leaned into Aaron with a kiss and whispered low. “You haven’t been feeding your pet.” Urvashi winked at Michelle and rubbed her lips up on Aaron’s cheek. “She looks like she could take a chunk out of poor Ivan right now.”

Ivan’s hands suddenly held Michelle’s hips, as though preparing for something. “You don’t want this old white meat. Too tough and gamey.” He was teasing, but his voice held an edge of tension. The wolves all knew what Aaron had done to Katya, a much-lamented issue among them.

Michelle focused all her considerable charms on Ivan, twisting to face him, nose to nose. Mon deux, he smelled so good. All that warm blood just beneath the surface. His animal tang only added to her hunger. She’d tasted Katya and knew precisely how delicious these creatures were. Before he knew what was happening she had slid up her skirt and flipped around to straddle his lap. The hard bulge of his cock pushed against her pubic bone as she sniffed up his jaw line.

“Michelle, this is not …”

Her eyes held him in place, unblinking, and she curved her warm pussy all over his hard groin in a slow circular movement that had his eyes turning golden with wolf. The creature was there, just beneath the surface, and flowing through his veins.

A reaching hand came from the front seat, trying to grab her jacket. “Leave him be!”

Michelle slinked off her coat to evade Katya’s grasp without breaking Ivan’s gaze. “You like me, Ivan, don’t you?” She whispered a kiss across his lips and continued dry-fucking him. “One little bite won’t hurt. You trust me, don’t you?”

Ivan’s head nodded ever so slightly in hypnotized agreement, and she struck the side of his neck like a viper.

“Fucking cunt! Get off him!” Katya went ballistic in the front seat.

Michelle reached down and clicked the lever to lean Ivan’s seat back out of Katya’s reach. Scuffling sounds and curses came from Katya scrambling to get between the front seats into the back.

Aaron’s low growl accompanied his snapped command. “Relax! She’s not hurting him. Trust me!” His arm shot out to stop Katya from climbing in the back.

Michelle wasn’t hurting Ivan, not really. She did grind through a dry hump until he convulsed beneath her, and the warmth of his seed wet his pants. She let go of him after precisely one minute of feeding. That was her rule. One minute, no more. The rule kept her conveniently unattached and helped avoid stalker problems.

She turned around to Katya, patted Ivan’s scruffy cheek and grinned with her bloody lips. “C’est bien. I take good care of this one. Don’t worry. We are friends, non?” She ground her hips on him once more, appreciating the warmth of Ivan’s sizeable crotch. “We had a little fun. Ça ne casse rien.” It is nothing.

Anatoly’s amber wolf eyes watched Michelle from the rear-view mirror, his hands in a white-knuckle grip on the steering wheel. “If you hurt him, I will cut you from cunt to chest and leave your guts across the rooftops of Moscow.”

Michelle blew him a kiss and licked the rest of Ivan’s blood off her lips. “I hope you try. I’m still hungry.”

“I’m fine! Stop fighting.” Ivan’s hand gripped Michelle’s ass firmly and he grinned with eyes fully dilated, high as a kite on her venom.

Michelle held her prey delicately, appreciatively. She knew how to handle these moments. She knew what men needed from her and had no problem giving it. Men couldn’t keep away from her. They flocked to her side everywhere she went. Once they had a shot of the venom in her teeth, she owned their asses. She took great pains to ensure the effect was not permanent.

Aaron watched her cautiously. Though he’d had no choice when he saved Katya, Michelle wished he hadn’t brought another complicated woman into their lives. It was bad enough dealing with the damned Persian princess who thought she ran the show. Add Katya in the mix, and their lives had become a mess of bitchy drama scenes, usually related to the wolf who refused to accept the harsh reality of her situation.

Her moment with Ivan came to an abrupt end when the left side window exploded in her face. A barrage of automatic gunfire tore through the car. Bullets, glass, screams and frigid air blasted across the interior. Something smacked her left shoulder hard, and seconds later something hammered into the left side of her head.

Ivan pulled her down on top of him, cursing in Russian, right up to the moment she blacked out.

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Author Spotlight: T.W. Luedke

THE SHEPHERD by Travis Luedke

Release Date: September 27, 2014

After saving a mysterious girl from a hit and run, 16 yr. old Mike Evans soon finds his life spiraling out of control. Facing clairvoyant visions of grisly death, Mike struggles to avert disaster and make his way through the chaos.

 ~Synopsis ~

Skate punks, kleptomaniacs, clairvoyant visions and reincarnation...
THE SHEPHERD is unlike any other Young Adult novel you have ever read.
For me, Mike Evans, a skate punk living in a white-trash trailer park, high school blows.
My dad's an out-of-work drunk. My ex-girlfriend avoids me like the plague. My best friend, Anita, won't keep her hands off me...then there's Moses Lake's champion wrestler. The a-hole is waiting for an excuse to beat my face into the skate park concrete.
Worse, my visions of grisly death are back again, and if I tell anyone what I've seen I might actually cause these terrible events to happen.
I'm in way over my head, and Natasha? The girl I rescued from a hit-and-run? The girl who's stalking me nightly and climbing through my window? There's something seriously wrong with that girl.
Sharp, witty, dark and gritty, The Shepherd is a paranormal thriller for all ages. Get your copy now! 

Chapter 4

Monday, September 16th
Apart from worrying about Hoodie Girl, who had disappeared for an entire week, I now had a big fat problem with Justin.  He was not happy about the video I posted to my Facebook.  Though I had called him every day, left voicemails and text messages asking how he was doing, he ignored me.
And then a few days ago the text war began.
Justin:  WTF?  (What The Fuck)  I cant believe U sent that video 2 every 1!
Mike:  Sorry dude, it was pretty cool.  You screamed like a girl.  Did U see all the comments it got on my FB?
Justin:  PBIAB!  (Pay Back Is A Bitch)  Im gonna stomp UR ass when I see U!
Mike:  Come on! U got 2 admit that was some funny shit!  ROTFLMAO  (Rolling On The Floor Laughing My Ass Off)
Justin:  U better run the next time I see U!
Mike:  Sorry Jus, Im only playing around.  U posted that pic of me pissing on the roadside and that video when I railed my nuts at the skatepark.  What’s the big deal?  I’ll take it down.
Justin:  Im not playin bitch!  Im gonna beat you like the white trash U R!
I tried calling Justin several more times to apologize.  He ignored me, the wicked silent treatment.
Silent indifference is pure evil.  It means they don’t even care enough to rise to the bait.  Silence takes away all your power.  I had always enjoyed getting a rise out of Justin.  He handled it so poorly.  Made for great entertainment.
So, I had stopped by Justin’s house on Northshore drive.  I’d never seen him so mad before.  I had hoped to calm the situation down.  Justin answered the door in a t-shirt and boxer shorts, a scowl painted on his face.  “What the hell do you want.”
“I just wanted to say I’m sorry.  I wasn’t trying to be cruel or anything.  I thought it was funny.  I guess it wasn’t very funny to you.”
“Ha, ha, ha.  Really fuckin’ funny.  See how I’m laughing?  You know what else is gonna be funny?  Me and Tommy and the whole friggin’ wrestling team are gonna beat the shit out of you in front of everyone.  I’ll be laughing really hard then.”
“Dude, I’m sorry, I deleted the video.  I was just playin’ around.  Look, you can check my Facebook page. It’s gone.”  I held out my cell phone to prove it.
“Gimme that.”  He snatched my cell out of my hand and threw it across the yard.  “You’re not sorry, but you will be.”
I chased that phone like a dog after a Frisbee.  I had saved up for two months to buy that phone.  Luckily it landed in the grass, nothing broken.  “Asshole!”  I had a mind to put a foot up his sore ass.
“Get the hell off my property!”  He stood there pointing his finger out to the street, Mr. Righteous.
“You wanna be an ass?  Fine!  Send your gay wrestler buddies after me.  See if I give a shit!”  I stomped off.
“Better watch your back Mikey!  Moses Lake is a small world!”
“Did they test you for drugs at the hospital?  I bet they’d like to know how much of your mom’s Xanax you were on.  Butt plug.”
“Go fuck yourself, Mikey.  Post that on Facebook.”
He used to be my best friend.  We used to tease each other all day long, joking.  Nothing was ever really serious.  So why was he being so serious?
After stewing on the situation for a day, I decided I didn’t owe Justin anything.  And if he was really planning to jump me, why should I be apologizing?  And what made him so special that he could treat me this way?  So what if he had money, and a nice house on the waterfront.  So what if my Dad doesn’t have a dime, and we live in a white trash trailer park.
What gives him the right to treat me like trash when he’s climbing up the side of the damn playcenter high on drugs?
I don’t have very many friends.  I can count them on one hand.  I was so angry with Justin.  I couldn’t leave it alone.  They say you shouldn’t text when you’re angry, but I was too pissed off to care.
The text war resumed.
Mike:  What up Jus?  R U still walkin funny?  Maybe U should stock up on the hemorrhoid cream.
Justin ignored me.
Mike:  Hey ramrod, what up?  A couple extra inches in the pooter?  Have U been able to take a crap yet?
Justin ignored that one too.
Mike:  I hope this has been an enlightening experience.  Im sorry U had to fall on a fence post 2 finally realize U R gay J.  R U planning on coming out of the closet now?
He couldn’t let that one slide.
Justin:  Stop calling me! Im never talking 2 U again!
Mike:  S2BU  (Sucks To Be You)
Justin:  RUFKM? (Are You Fucking Kidding Me)  SFT2M! (Stop Fucking Talking To Me)
Mike:  ILT? (It’s Like That)
Justin:  ILT!
Mike:  Whatever J  Hope U get well soon.  U don’t want to miss out on the video shoot next week because UR ass hurts.
The group of skate punks we hung out with had planned a skate video shoot for the following week.
Justin:  mlm (digital middle finger)
Mike:  BIOIYA! (Break It Off In Your Ass)
Our friendship was officially cancelled for the season.  And I guess it was serious, Justin missed two weeks of school after his playcenter adventure.
As friends we had been somewhat competitive, especially when it came to filming skate videos.  We had constantly tried to outdo each other, to prove who was better.  As enemies, the friendly rivalry morphed into a bitter war.
Friends make the worst enemies.  They have all that personal, inside knowledge to hurt you with.

About the Author

Travis Luedke is a NY Times & USA Today bestselling author of urban fantasy and paranormal romance, best known for his violently sexy NIGHTLIFE SERIES. Travis can be found catching a third degree sunburn in San Antonio, Texas, while arm-wrestling a bottle of red wine. Though often defeated by merlot and shiraz, he never gives up the fight.
As the author of the Nightlife Series novels, Travis lives very vicariously through his writings. He invites you to enjoy his macabre flights of fancy, but be warned: The Nightlife Series is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.

Guest Post
Is Teen Fiction Loyal To Teens?

As an author, I write both teen and adult fiction.  Though there are many similarities between the two styles and novels, there is one major difference that seems to be missing from some of today’s teen fiction:  teenage life and issues.

Teens live in a world dominated by school, peer pressure, raging hormonal drives, bossy adults (parents?) and on many occasions, a highly dysfunctional family setting.  Teens are mostly dependent on these family members who may not be very trustworthy or dependable.  Teens have all the thoughts, feelings and urges of adults, but they haven’t quite adjusted to that world yet.

Their existence is a purgatory floating between childish carefree abandon and the weight of responsibility and freedoms of adulthood.

These young adults are told to behave, as though children, and yet, at the same time, they are expected to tackle adult tasks like college applications, job hunting, dating, driving, and all the pressures of the real world.  It’s no wonder they seem schizophrenic at times.  The constant mixed signals are enough to confuse anyone.

Do we expect them to act like adults while treating them as children?  Yes, we do.
In the world of teen fiction, there are many novels today that seem to have forgotten what it means to be a teenager.

So, as you scour the shelves for YA/teen novels, ask yourself, how many books have you found that are loyal to teens and the challenges they face?  Many of these books are simply a platform for some adult to talk down to teenagers in an attempt to preach adult values and morals.

In writing for teens, please remember that acne-ridden, awkward, voice-breaking, hair-growing time in life when very little made sense, especially if it was coming from a math teacher, but somehow, someway, we survived to adulthood.  Remember how it felt when some adult started preaching about making choices and taking on responsibilities, and growing up, and then proceeded to tell you that you cannot have the shoes you want, and you cannot go out past 10:00 p.m., and if your hands ever touch that girl’s ass again, they will be hacked off with a blunt instrument.

In writing my first ever YA novel, I endeavored to craft a story about teens, for teens, a snapshot of that insane, difficult time in our lives when nothing makes sense, but we are expected to understand it all anyway.

Ten books that should be made into films:

The Dark Tower Series by Stephen King – One of those HBO series like True Blood.

The Stars My Destination by Alfred Bester – An epic scifi-adventure feature film

Under By Treaty by Kayla Stonor – Epic space opera BDSM romance film (It would probably turn out far better than the upcoming 50 Shades Film)

Rogue Genesis (Shimmer In The Dark Series) by Ceri London – Epic military scifi series on Syfy network like Stargate

The Waeld Fae Journals by Christopher Shields – A trilogy of young adult fantasy films (would be awesomely epic)

Anita Blake Vampire Hunter – another one of those HBO series like True Blood.

A Kingdom of Dreams by Judith McNaught – a hilarious romp medieval adventure romance film

Hyperion Cantos by Dan Simmons – epic space opera series like Star Trek

Bill The Vampire by Rick Gaulteiri – awesome comedy horror film

And of course: THE NIGHTLIFE SERIES by Travis Luedke – another HBO series like True Blood. At least 6 seasons long.

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