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Thursday, 8 August 2013

Twisting Reality to Build Another World with Eleanor Maine and Ellie Moonwater



It’s lovely to be back amongst the Darksiders. Thank you for having us, once again.

Reality and the paranormal—some would say the two just don’t mix, and they’d be a little bit right, and a lot not-so-right. We have read a lot of definitions of paranormal fiction, but the best one we found was on the teachmetonight blogspot where Sarah S.G. Frantz explains that “the primary theme of all paranormal novels is the interaction between the “normal” of our word and the paranormal” (2007, Sarah S.G. Frantz, Definition of Paranormal Romance).

So how do we incorporate patches of reality into our paranormal romances? What do we draw on? And how much do we need to incorporate for a story to be included in the genre?

We’ll answer the last question first.

How much paranormal needs to be incorporated in a story for it to be counted as paranormal?

Technically, not a lot. In reality, readers tend to like more.

Eleanor: In Hunters ofthe Nile, the only paranormal event is at the beginning when the main character falls through a hole in time while trying to escape a hunt in which she was the prey. That one time-travel event helps her enter the main setting of the novel, and without it, I would not have been able to incorporate a modern-day character into an ancient Egyptian setting. Beyond that, Callista has to use normal means to adapt to the world she finds herself in. I’m not sure I’d count Hunters as a true paranormal romance; it’s safer to call it erotic time-travel romance, which is one of the sub-genres.

But in my other book, A Gargoyle for the Hotel Gothica, I use mythical creatures and magic and incorporate them into the real world. I believe Ellie does much the same.

Ellie: Yes, I tend to use a lot of paranormal elements in Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat. Like Eleanor I draw on ancient Egypt and time travel, but I also bring in shapeshifters, sex magic, summoned monsters and an evil magician. It’s a lot in contrast with Hunters. And, I guess that brings us to the second question.

What do we draw on when writing paranormal romance?

Eleanor: Ellie, why don’t you talk a bit about what’s in Pussy Cat?

Ellie: Sure. So, for PussyCat, Pussy Cat I drew on four main paranormal things: ancient Egypt, shapeshifter lore, time travel and the idea of magic being real. I’ve always been fascinated by ancient Egypt, how people lived, what they ate, what they believed in—yeah, I guess, especially what they believed in—their legends and such. It was just a really interesting time period. I had to do a lot of research, everything from what they ate, how their houses looked, what deities they worshipped and what their marriage customs were, and somehow I had to bring a little bit of that to the story. That’s where the time-travel came in. I wanted my main male lead to be a shemsu (a group of men who advised and protected pharaoh) and I expanded the role a little so that he travelled to our reality in pursuit of a threat to pharaoh. I also had my main female lead travel back to ancient Egypt and encounter some of the beliefs and social rules of that time. The other thing I did, was do a little tweaking of that time, so that it’s not entirely accurate, and I explained it by making it a time set even before our recorded histories, when magic still existed in our world. But you managed to incorporate a modern character into a more historically accurate ancient Egypt, didn’t you, Eleanor, in Huntersof the Nile?

Eleanor: I did, and like you, it involved a lot of reading, and some net surfing. There are some excellent sites out there… and some not so excellent ones, too.

Ellie: True. Why don’t you tell us about a few of the elements you used in Gargoyle?

Eleanor: Okay, but A Gargoyle for Hotel Gothica was my first real foray into this genre, and I had the help of a theme: Creatures of the Night, and I think the story had to incorporate some element of Scotland. I can’t recall exactly. It was a few years ago. Anyway, I remember wanting to write about something NOT werewolf and NOT vampire, because I thought those two were the most common creatures of the night and I wanted to do something different. I decided on gargoyles because of all the old buildings in Scotland, and then I wanted to use a real-world setting I was a lot more familiar with, so I brought the gargoyles to Tasmania, which is where I was living at the time. There aren’t a lot of legends about gargoyles, so I used the theme of making them creatures of the night to make them only come alive at night. It’s a common theme for stories with children’s toys and such, and seemed to work here.

Ellie: And the elves?

Eleanor: Yes, the elves. Well, the fae are a strong presence in Scottish legends and tales, so I thought I would use some of that folklore to bring elves, or fae, into my world. Like the reality I use, I twisted them a little, but not too much. The fae in Scottish legends are not the nicest of creatures, so the fae in Gargoyle aren’t, either, but they are beautiful.

Ellie: So I guess that leads us back to the first question:

How do we incorporate patches of reality into our paranormal romances?

Eleanor: I think Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat has more paranormal in it than either Gargoyle or Hunters. How did you incorporate it?

Ellie: I think the most important thing when writing this genre is to be absolutely sure of your realities. For instance, the first murder is located near the Esplanade where the Salamanca Markets are held. I used my knowledge of the restaurants along there, and the fact that there is a small park as a basis for the real location, and then I tweaked that location just a little bit to suit the story by adding a few more bushes. It’s true that people can go to restaurants along there, and very true that there are some excellent restaurants located near the water, so it is perfectly believable that a couple would be dating in the area.

Eleanor: And the seagulls?

Ellie: The seagulls are real, too.

Eleanor: They really will eat—

Ellie: Uh, yup… let’s not go there.

Eleanor: But the magic is not real.

Ellie: No, the magic isn’t real. And I wanted it to be a new thing for our characters, so that they’re just learning how magic works, and so are the readers. I made a lot of my own magic rules up, but I’m sure there are other authors who have come up with similar ideas. The trick with making up your own lore is consistency. I decided that magic could only be seen by people with the genetic make-up to do so. I gave magic from different sources, different colours and flavours—something for the detectives to recognise and detect. I decided that spells from a specific person had specific traits that could be recognized in addition to the usual colours of that kind of magic. These traits don’t vary, so I had to make sure they didn’t vary in the story.
 
Eleanor: And the shapeshifters?

Ellie: Yeah, well, I wanted my characters to have something extra to worry about. Being shapeshifters brings its own difficulties in a world where shifters are usually encountered as threats. The characters have to be careful with this aspect of themselves as they don’t know how society will react, and are worried about losing their jobs, amongst other things. I had to remember to think of the impact that magic and the appearance of shapeshifters would have on society. What mechanisms would be needed to provide rules on how shapeshifters would be treated? What rules would be applied to them? Because the characters don’t know these things, and society is new to magic, there’s a reasonable amount of uncertainty and caution.

Eleanor: I guess this would be especially so, after the change of rules to do with journalism and reporting magical incidents.

Ellie: Oh, especially so. I mean, reporters are now forcibly ‘quarantined’ until an incident they photographed, witnessed and tried to report has been investigated and the authorities have decided if it can be reported and how much.

Eleanor: ‘Bag him and gag him’.

Ellie: Exactly. Now imagine how a shapeshifter with the abilities Kitty, Charles and Sera have, might be treated.

Eleanor: I guess there’s good reason for them to be cautious.

Ellie: Yes.

Eleanor: And that brings us to the end. Before we go, we’ll sum up some of the ‘rules’ or guidelines to incorporating paranormal elements into your realities, or reality into your paranormal.


  1. Do your homework: if you’re going to incorporate a real location or known historical facts into your story, make sure you get them right. If you want to incorporate a mythical creature, make sure you know the myths and legends and reflect them.
  2. Don’t be afraid to tweak: Nothing has to be one hundred per cent accurate. For instance, locations change. You might want to acknowledge how it is, by noting in your story how it ‘used’ to be, and then doing your alterations, or your changes might be so minor no explanation is required. You might want your creature to be a little different to the stories. You can throw a metaphorical nod to the stories by highlighting the differences, or putting in a pseudo-scientific explanation, or pointing out that storytellers don’t know everything. But, however you handle it, remember you can tweak a real location or setting and you can change “known” facts about a monster if you incorporate it in a believable or logical fashion.
  3. Write like your paranormal is everyday known fact. Sometimes paranormal elements are well enough known in the world that the characters don’t consider it different or strange, and you should remember to incorporate it as though it’s a normality if you are writing from their point of view. For example, a character might lose another housepet to a wendigo, and think something like: Goddamn wendigos. When was I going to remember I had to get the cat in before dusk? I mean, how many more did I have to lose?
  4. Know the rules of your world. Think about how things fit together. What are the characteristics of magic, elves, trolls, shapeshifters? What effect to do they have on the world around them? What mechanisms does society have in place for controlling, interacting with and looking after them?
  5. Be consistent. When you give specific characteristics to a paranormal element in your world, don’t go changing it, without having a very good reason for doing so. Consistency is what will make your world believable.


Happy writing all :-)






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Eleanor Maine is another Canberra writer. She enjoys telling stories of paranormal and urban romance, including work once published under the pen name Ellie Moonwater ('Hunters of the Nile' and 'A Gargoyle for Hotel Gothica'). Her favorite technique is to take things that aren’t quite real, and wrapping them in the trappings of the world we know. Time travel, werewolves, magic and vampires all form part of her favorite subjects, as well as history and places she can visit and then shade with paranormal color.

Eleanor Maine’s work can be found at http://cmsimpsonpublishing.blogspot.com.au/
 
As Ellie Moonwater, she loves writing erotic tales of paranormal and fantasy romance set on faraway worlds or in faraway lands. Sometimes she wanders into the realms of erotica, and sometimes she explores ideas that make some people uncomfortable, but her characters are her love, and their wish is her command.

You can find Ellie Moonwater at:
 

 

Wednesday, 3 July 2013

A Bite Of...Hunters of the Nile

Welcome to our fortnightly "A Bite Of", today I'd like to introduce to Eleanor Maine with a bite of her book Hunters of the Nile.


Can you, in less than five words describe your book?
Time-travel romance, ancient Egypt


What inspired you to write it?
Hunters of the Nile was inspired by another themed open call. It was my second successful romance, and my first erotic romance. The open call asked for an erotic romance novella in which at least one of the protagonists traveled through time to a real historical era.

This was a hard call for me—no magic, no mythical beasties, just a time-shift followed by straight-forward reality. At first I wasn’t sure I could do it, but then I decided that Egypt was mystical enough that it didn’t need any help.

In Hunters of the Nile, a young woman is transported through a rift in time to ancient Egypt. Hunted by perverts in our present, she is captured by an Egyptian noble in the past. Perhaps not the easiest setting in which to begin exploring erotica, but certainly a challenge, and one that let me work in an era that has long held me in thrall.

And without further ado, here's the snippet!
 
When Callista arrives in Egypt, she can’t understand the language and knows little about the world. Taken in by an Egyptian noble, and finally accepting that her mind might not be playing tricks on her, she decides to take her situation head on. The following excerpt is about her adjustment:
Callista decided she couldn’t just sit and wait for the world to happen to her. She stood up and moved quietly to the door of her room, then out along the corridor to the dining room, and finally to the front door of the house.
Opening it quietly, she peered around it and realized she was in a compound, and that the walls and gate from the night before were very real. Looking to the left, she gasped in surprise as she noticed the soldier standing outside.
He tensed and raised a hand as he greeted her. It sounded as though he was asking her to do something. Callista gave him a puzzled stare and took a step forward as though she’d leave the house. He rested a hand on her arm and his tone turned pleading.
From the inclination of his head, Callista guessed he was asking her to return inside. Before she could obey, he turned his head and looked towards the gate, his body becoming more tense and alert. Seconds later, Callista realized why.
Hoofbeats echoed in the still morning air, and the guards on the tower above the gate shouted a greeting, one hurrying down a narrow set of stairs Callista hadn’t noticed before. Callista stepped forward, ignoring the guard’s words and remonstrating hand as she watched a chariot sweep through the gates.
The horses that drew it were magnificent—unmatched in color, they were small and well-muscled, their coats gleaming with good care despite the dust. Callista had never seen a breed like them. She watched the horses as the chariot disappeared around the side of the house, listening as the rhythm of their gait slowed. So intently was she waiting to see them a second time, that she failed to hear the hurried slap of sandals in the hall behind her.
A well-muscled arm encircled her, turning her away from the horses as they returned around the corner of the house, and the smell of her host’s perfumed skin surrounded her. Before she could protest he’d stooped and covered her lips with his own, kissing her lightly, but laying his claim on her nonetheless.
Miu’s exclamation of mock outrage only made him smile, as he stood back from Callista, before swooping in for another kiss and hurrying to the chariot.
“Horem…”
He gave no sign of hearing her soft cry, claiming the reins and urging the horses into motion. Miu’s quiet presence at her side, made Callie look down. The woman was watching Horem’s departure with something like concern in her eyes.
“Horem,” Callie said, staring after his dwindling figure, before turning to the lady by her side.
“Miu,” she added, touching the woman’s shoulder.
The smile she received in return was a reward in itself.
*   *   * 
Horem was away for almost two months. In that time, Callie learned the names of most of the household staff, what to call the food on her plate, and the correct word for each household item. And Miu had begun to teach her the rudiments of weaving.
Miu had also encouraged Callie to help prepare the meals, and shown her what to do in the kitchen garden, but Callie went nowhere without one soldier trailing in her wake. There were times she wasn’t sure if she was an honored guest or a prisoner.
When Horem returned, he greeted Callie by placing his hands on her shoulders and looking at her, before drawing her into his arms. He smelt great, all horses and sweat, overlaid by scented oil and good, clean dust. Releasing her, he’d disappeared into the house, his valet at his heels.
Later, while the sun set and Miu prepared the evening meal, Horem led Callie into the garden. She walked uncertainly beside him, liking the touch of his hand on her own, and feeling her breasts swell at his nearness, her nipples pushing against her linen dress.
He’d bathed, applying fresh oil and scent, and making her painfully aware that she’d been too busy with Miu to freshen up. When they reached the soft shadows beneath the date palms, surrounding the house pond, Horem turned her to face him.
Now Callie felt the first frisson of nerves tingle across her skin, felt her stomach tighten and an ache between her thighs. She’d been in Egypt for two months. Two months that, without a man, or the companionship she’d shared with her friends, had seemed an age.
Without the pain of sunburn to distract her, and with an established routine, her mind was beginning to accept her situation. How many times in the last few weeks had it turned to the night Horem had chased the intruder through this garden? How many times had she imagined him looking back as he drove away? Callista had so many questions about that night, even though she was still trying to grasp the words needed to frame them.
She had some of what she needed and more words were untangling themselves in her mind every day. Even though she still had trouble framing questions, she could now understand most of what Miu and the household servants were saying. Sometimes Callie would surprise them by adding a comment to their discussion.
… but this man… Callie licked lips gone dry, and tried to swallow. This man was an Egyptian warrior, a commander of men, and probably a member of the minor nobility. She raised her head, letting her eyes take in the way his tunic fitted the breadth of his chest and spanned his shoulders, noticing the heavy gold arm band that twined around each bicep.
Tonight he also wore a collar of flat, rectangular stones, and a carefully set wig. The black make-up lining his eyes had been freshly applied, different to the green udju that she wore. His lips curved faintly as Callie looked into his face.
“You look lovely, tonight,” he said, and his voice made her tremble. He took her other hand, until their hands were joined between them. His next words stretched just out of reach, but his tone was sincere.
“Thank you,” Callie whispered in her newly acquired Egyptian, and was rewarded by the look of delight that crossed his face. It was then that she registered, tucked amongst the other words, the Egyptian term for ‘wife’. Her eyes widened in startlement as Horem bent his head and claimed her lips with his own.
Part of her wanted to resist, to deny that she would be here long enough for a relationship, let alone the forever implied by marriage, but his mouth felt so good, and his tongue… She moaned. His tongue made her weak at the knees.
 
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