tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8599753873458176412024-03-13T12:02:49.165+00:00Dan Cocker - e-Book Cover DesignTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-75540038036741038922014-10-24T17:21:00.002+01:002014-10-24T17:21:56.869+01:00Tom Covenent on Amazon...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ScH3OSezZoQ/VEp70_6I4UI/AAAAAAAAA1c/kff9hd7uurM/s1600/Tom%2BIn%2B%2BPaperback.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ScH3OSezZoQ/VEp70_6I4UI/AAAAAAAAA1c/kff9hd7uurM/s320/Tom%2BIn%2B%2BPaperback.jpg" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_K-r9AxN7d0/VEp707iH6II/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DJqW48uYloI/s1600/Tom%2BIn%2Bebook..jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_K-r9AxN7d0/VEp707iH6II/AAAAAAAAA1Y/DJqW48uYloI/s320/Tom%2BIn%2Bebook..jpg" /></a><br />
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<br />Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-56656512959447118252014-10-06T11:50:00.001+01:002014-10-06T11:50:14.492+01:00My new cover art for Tom Covenent's 'Fallen'....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If anyone would like me to design their covers, I am only charging the cost of any royalty free photographs I might need. If I don't use any, then it is of course free while I am developing my skills!<br />
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Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-30420093295794114892014-09-17T11:18:00.003+01:002014-09-17T11:20:31.047+01:00Panties go on last!<a href="http://www.pinterest.com/dancockerauthor/panties-go-on-last/" target="_blank">Now a Pinterest collection too!</a><br />
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...and the poll remains ongoing, because the word still needs to be spread!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Liberally splashed with autumn’s fiery palette, the forest brooded, silent and watchful. A foraging squirrel, drab pale reflection of his usurped red cousin, paused his industry for a moment, listening intently. Barely audible, it was the faintest murmur, like the babble of a distant brook or the mutter of insanity. But if it was a brook, it grew stronger without rain, if it were muttering, the lunatic approached at speed. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;">Trailing discarded leaves in its path like a wake of cold swirling flame, the Triumph Bonneville sped unerringly through the trees, straight as an arrow. Flashes of dazzling light burst from the lovingly polished chrome; reflections of the radiant fingers poking through the autumn canopy. The engine bellowed like a charging bull, shouting out a challenge to the trees to dare to obstruct the missile’s course. Clinging to the beast’s back, the leather clad rider was as much a part of the machine as the gleaming black hump of its sixteen litre fuel tank. Behind the anonymity of a mirrored visor crash helmet, her teeth were bared in a rictus grin. Fingers of black leather wrapped around the twist grip throttle, firmly but gently squeezing out power from the meagre two cylinder engine like a whore drains cum from her John's heaving cock. She felt the surge of its thrust swell between firmly clamped thighs and knew the black lace scrap of her tiny thong would now be soaked with her arousal. Crushing her thighs ever tighter against the worn cracked leather seat, her rhythmically thrusting hips throbbed with the beat of the thundering power house. At one with the machine, the slightest twitch of thigh or wrist would unbalance its equilibrium, sending flesh and metal careering to a wild doom; the possibility fuelled the rush she craved. She squeezed and twisted harder at that thought. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;">Perhaps it was the extra twist that caused the abrupt demise of the engine, perhaps a hidden weakness lurking in its build, waiting for an opportunity to pounce, or perhaps a combination of the two. Regardless of its root, the consequence was fatal. One of the pair of pistons thrust itself through the cylinder wall in an explosion of shattered metal, spewed twisted white hot fragments and burning gas in a fiery fan across the tinder dry carpet of the forest floor. Instinctively, she snatched at the shining chrome brake levers, the horns of the bull. The rear of the beast leapt into the air, the front wheel driven down, machine and rider spinning front over rear, leaving behind a tail of burning leaves like an earth bound comet. Flesh and machine separated an instant before the motorcycle smashed heavily into the trunk of a mighty oak. The tree shuddered from root to branch and added a flurry of brittle leaves to the forest floor. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;">She awoke to a gentle tugging at her collar, her left shoulder, then right shoulder, refreshing cool air gently stroking her breasts, stiffening her nipples with its caress. Reflexively lifting her thighs, she allowed the leather to peel from her buttocks, roll from her legs. Stripped of the hot tight skin, she stretched out her limbs, testing their integrity. She felt no pain, no lost capability. Incredibly, she had escaped injury. Her eyes snapped open at the sharp drag of her thong being torn from her thighs, abruptly remembering her flight through the trees and the violent and unexpected end to her escape. With her shapeless leather suit hanging like lost dignity from the fisted fingers of his gloved left hand, her pursuer held the scrap of her thong to flared nostrils, closing ice blue eyes to focus his senses on the aroma of her sex. The act was a violation. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">She shuddered, thrusting herself to her feet with an agility that belied the potential of some injury from the crash. Poised for flight or to fight, her eyes swiftly scanned the clearing to determine her predicament, settling on his machine. It sat growling like a predator waiting to pounce, all three tyres plastered with red and orange, picked up from a visible trail left on the forest floor. If she could get past his hulking leather clad frame somehow. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He opened his eyes, flicking a glance after her gaze and then back at her, perfect ivory white teeth bared in obvious humour.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Thinking you might like a ride? The only thing you are going to get between your legs is this.” He grabbed the not insignificant bulge in the front of his leather pants. Her thong hanging from his fingers emphasised his lascivious intent. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Suddenly acutely aware of her nudity, she shivered. Not wishing to give him any satisfaction, she made no attempt to cover herself. To her dismay, she recognised the nature of her response, her body was betraying her. Responding to the intense scrutiny of his gaze, her nipples had hardened, her body leaked warm wetness. She was thankful that feminine arousal was not quite as explicit as that of the male.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Come near me with that and I’ll show you a bite that’s worse than a bark,” she snarled, but they both knew it was an empty threat. Still scanning her body with lust filled eyes, he stripped off his jacket baring a broad and hairless chest, shining as if oiled. Despite herself, she could not hold on to her anger, something else was nudging it aside. She recognised it as lust. Counting ribs and muscles to the buckle, she recalled a memory of cool smooth metal on her fingertips. Before she could stop herself, she was on her knees in the leaves, scrabbling with his belt, dragging down his leathers and the hidden pouch. Holding his shaft, two hands easily fitting its length, she licked the swollen head and enveloped it with bright red lips…</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;">“Honey,” he whispered later, her head resting on his chest as he gazed up at the canopy of autumn leaves, “next time you think we need to inject a little spice, would you please try not to wreck the bike?” </span><br />
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<a href="http://www.hornydevilpromotions.com/Flash_Fiction.html"><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>http://www.hornydevilpromotions.com/Flash_Fiction.html</b></span></a>Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-33676687596248117622013-09-25T12:31:00.002+01:002013-09-25T16:59:58.305+01:00Stocking Tops<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1T4QFiaYD0/UkLHBhmJ4zI/AAAAAAAAARw/HWS8pOI6HSw/s1600/the+meeting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1T4QFiaYD0/UkLHBhmJ4zI/AAAAAAAAARw/HWS8pOI6HSw/s200/the+meeting.jpg" width="141" /></a><span style="font-size: large;">What is it about that slightly raised roughness at the top of a slinky, silky smooth stocking? Is it the knowledge that soon that rough texture will give way to smooth warm flesh under my finger tips? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Why do I keep my eyes closed as I flatten my palms against the warm softness and gently but firmly press her thighs apart? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now I lower my head, breathing in the floral perfume, wondering for a moment if that is violets, primroses, roses perhaps? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">But wait, there is something else, slightly tangy, citrous, musky, something like patchouli oil...or is it the scent of arousal, the scent of a woman...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You have just read Dan Cocker's thought for the day. </span><br />
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Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-5780836299609947382013-04-23T14:29:00.002+01:002013-04-23T14:29:05.963+01:00Blog Interview!<a href="http://www.authorstowatch.com/2013/04/interview-with-dan-cocker.html">http://www.authorstowatch.com/2013/04/interview-with-dan-cocker.html</a>Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-4314666481889113712013-02-22T20:08:00.003+00:002013-02-22T20:08:30.085+00:00Dan's new release now available!<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Beyond-Their-Boundaries-Part-ebook/dp/B00BHIZD56/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1361563520&sr=1-1">Beyond Their Boundaries, Part 1, The Club</a>Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-83335562438664113412013-01-30T12:22:00.002+00:002013-01-30T12:22:43.085+00:00<a href="http://tomcovenent.blogspot.co.uk/2013/01/tom-featured-on-wicked-wednesday.html">Wicked Wednesday features Tom!</a>Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-67346008772794500362013-01-08T10:58:00.001+00:002013-01-08T10:58:48.440+00:00Vote for HDP!<a href="http://critters.org/predpoll/ebookpublisher.shtml">Vote for HDP Here!</a><br />Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-54709392999764407792013-01-06T15:11:00.002+00:002013-01-09T09:58:30.207+00:00I love being interviewed!<a href="http://yezallstrongheart.weebly.com/author-showcase.html">Dan gets interviewed by Yezall!</a><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Ten Interview Questions for The Next Big Thing</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What is the working title of your book?</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">The Meeting</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Where did the idea come from for the book?</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Well, they do say you should write about what you know, right?</span><span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"> </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Erotica (MF/MFM/MMF - sounds like onomatopoeia</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Seriously?! I really don't see my characters as any actors I know! We would have to bring on the casting couch!</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Wife plays husband at his own virtual game, turns out to be a better player for real!</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Three weeks of interrupted work!</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">I'd not compare it, it is uniquely me!</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Who or What inspired you to write this book?</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Hmm ... illicit thoughts, and some very interesting facebook 'chats'!</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Well, perhaps knowing this is implicitly part one!</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Thank you for sparing me a little of your time to read this blog post and to the authors below who are taking part in this 'Blog Hopping' adventure with me!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><a href="http://kassandracox.webs.com/">kassandra Cox</a> </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>(Bigger for a while as I FORGOT TO ADD HER!) Sorry Kass!</b></span><br />
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<a href="http://eva-lenoir.com/">Eva LeNoir</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.robinmcknight.webs.com/">Robin McKnight</a><br />
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<a href="http://edwardtailor.webs.com/">Edward Tailor</a><br />
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<a href="http://taylorlray.webs.com/">Taylor L. Ray</a><br />
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<a href="http://isabellalapearl.blogspot.com/">Isabella LaPearl</a><br />
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<a href="http://tomcovenent.blogspot.co.uk/?zx=dd81389cda884831">Tom Covenent</a><br />
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<a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/171086">Tales of Masturbation and Imagination</a></div>
Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-84578095895433080712012-12-05T16:47:00.004+00:002012-12-05T16:47:53.875+00:00Guest Author<h2>
Tom Covenent</h2>
<a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/171086">Tom Covenent - Tales of Masturbation and Imagination</a><br />
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<br />Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-58652030015852745002012-12-05T13:45:00.001+00:002012-12-05T13:47:50.296+00:00More of DAN!<h2>
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Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859975387345817641.post-4276059496899948502012-12-05T13:04:00.001+00:002012-12-05T13:04:51.413+00:00Dan Cocker - Interviewed!<a href="http://emeliahayes.blogspot.com.au/2012/11/welcome-author-dan-cocker.html?zx=95616077b2db1692">http://emeliahayes.blogspot.com.au/2012/11/welcome-author-dan-cocker.html?zx=95616077b2db1692</a>Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03430056355572983042noreply@blogger.com0