Monday, May 23, 2016

Book Blitz + Reviews + Giveaway: The Wikomsette Series by Emerald Lavere @EmeraldLavere

Title: The Wikomsette
Series: The Wikomsette #1
Author: Emerald Lavere
Genre: Adult, Erotic Fantasy
Published: September 3, 2013
Publisher: Loose Id
Regina lost her husband four years ago. Now she lives a solitary life--by choice. But her preferences are tossed aside when an unseen force drops her into a remote jungle. There, a small group of handsome, athletic men are waiting to show her that the woman who takes on their tribe has no chance to remain lonely...or unsatisfied.

But Regina wants more than what she's offered. Niku takes her to bed for her first time in years, but is emotionally absent. Ax makes her writhe in pleasure, when he's not tempting her to punch him in the face. Brannon is a sweet-talking, dreamboat, but can she trust him not to break her heart? Tennyson, Benji and Sebastian all adore her, but is their connection with her more than just the wild times they share between the sheets? With Rayne overflowing with animosity, and Viktor making her want to run and hide, figuring out which one of these men might just be the next great love in her life, is going to be a challenge.



Erotic Fantasy with Time Travel elements, hmmmm ... I admit this had both my curiosity piqued and at the same time had me scratching my head.  I had to decide whether or not to read this story that was published three years ago.  Let me tell you I am glad that I went with yes.  I adore reading new Authors I've never heard of.  It's something I got away from for a long time, and now that I'm back to it, let's get this review underway.

The Wikomsette is a term used to describe a woman who takes on a tribe of husbands.  Our main character wakes up one morning, four years after the death of her husband and the miscarriage of their child, to a day that promises to be like all of them before it.  Lonely, boring and mundane.  She gets up ready to go teach her Pilates class and drops her keys.  When she reaches down to retrieve them, she's tumbling, but not down the driveway or a hill, but through space.  Where does she land?  In a jungle.  The when and how are yet to be determined but what she finds is a tribe of eight men, all handsome in their own way, all looking at her to become The Wikomsette they were promised.  

Of course, Regina didn't sign up to be anyone's anything.  She was content leading her life, existing.  She didn't realize how lonely she was until she's swept up in the arms of Niku, the tribe's leader, and whisked once again off to an underground chamber that will serve temporarily as a room to "service" her tribe.  She's surprisingly aroused by the thought and act of what they want and take from her body.  After the first three encounters, she starts to get answers as to the who, what, when and why of what is happening to her.  But answers are slow coming for sure.  

The tribe at first does not speak English, but quickly adapt, leaving Regina to believe they are aliens from outer space, but I assure you they are not.  The erotic elements for me could have been more sexual and perhaps scenes could have been longer but hang on for book 2 for that if heat is what you're looking for!  Seven of the eight men are quite lovely and I found myself about half way through the story creating emotional attachments to at least a few of them and their well being.  By the end, I was sufficiently wrapped up in the world that Emerald Lavere has created for her readers, so much so that I ugly cried when it was time for Regina to return to her world, unable to take her tribe with her.  

I don't want to ruin any of the key elements and twists in this story so I'll leave you with this.  Emerald Lavere has an incredible voice and is a wonderful story teller.  There are no aliens to be had here. She uses historical figures to further her plot and does it well.  I had a hard time getting into the story for the first 10% or so but after that, I felt like I was flying through the novel, wanting to slow down but needing to know what happens next.  I very much recommend this story even if you're not a huge Fantasy reader, I believe this will still be right up your ally.



The Wikomsette Excerpt © Emerald Lavere 2013

On Sunday—it must have been Sunday, because it was Wednesday when I’d arrived, and unless I was on a different planet…well, they sure looked like human men, acted like human men, felt like human men—anyway, it was Sunday to me, and all the men were resting. Some milled around the clearing talking and laughing, while others stayed in their quarters or swam in the nearby river.
Rayne was assigned to take me farther down the river where I could bathe privately.
Before I waded in, I asked, “What does it mean? Bisho un vu?”
Rayne sat cross-legged on the shore, absorbed in the black device he always carried. It was flat and about the size of a greeting card, and seemed to be a computer or tablet. He paused in his activity and answered in a solemn tone, eyes still on the device, “It means, ‘I offer myself to you.’”
“Oh.” That was surprising. “That’s rather romantic, considering I’m nothing more than a common prostitute here.”
“You are La Wikomsette!” Rayne snapped, frustration flashing in his icy eyes. “You are like a queen. They’ll do anything for you.” Then he finished bitterly, “There is no higher honor.”
“Why do you hate me?” I blurted. In my life back home, I didn’t open up to anyone, but here, so far from normal society, mincing words seemed an unnecessary formality.
“Don’t be stupid,” he replied with contempt. Concentrating on his device, he added, “Even if I did hate you, why would it matter? You have seven men here who would give their lives for you. If that’s not good enough, then you are a spoiled child and don’t deserve the love of even one of them.”
I seriously doubted love had much to do with anything. Mad horniness, maybe. I took off my clothes, and when Rayne didn’t show the slightest interest, I was stung by the insult. Maybe I was a spoiled child. But a wicked desire to harass him came over me.
Once in the water, I called, “I’ve figured it all out, you know.” That seemed to catch his attention, but he still didn’t look over or say anything. “You all are aliens, and I’m no longer on Earth.”
He burst out laughing. I smiled, pleased that I’d cracked his hard exterior. Also, it seemed I could cross that theory off my list. It was a lame one, anyway. The forest, or jungle, more like, was teeming with familiar wildlife.
“This doesn’t look like Earth?” he said, amused, gazing at the lush foliage around us. “Pity, we tried so hard to replicate your home planet to fool you.” He laughed at his own joke, then sighed. He shook his head and returned his attention to the device.
“Why did the men say that? About offering themselves?” I asked, splashing around in the pleasant water. “Not all of them did, though.” I wished Niku had said it. I would have liked him to, and Brannon was so affectionate, why hadn’t he?
After a moment, Rayne said, “In our…culture, a man says that only the first time he gives himself to someone.”
“But, it was the first time that each one…” I stopped midsentence, gasping as realization dawned. “Do you mean to tell me those men have never, ever been with a woman before? Ever?”
Rayne nodded.
After diving underwater to look for the soap I’d dropped, I came up and threw out my next theory. “Are you all from a monastery? Or some…weird cult or something?”
“Regina.” Even though he wasn’t looking in my direction, I could tell he was rolling his eyes. “Finish your bath. I don’t want to babysit you all day, and we have the Rest Day meal in a little while.” Despite the reprimand, his tone was lighter than before. Was this progress? Maybe he would learn to like me, after all.
“Your English is already flawless, and the others have learned so much. How is that even possible after so few days?” I asked while scrubbing my hair.
Rayne set the computer object down, stretched out his legs, and leaned back on his hands. “I’m not sure how to explain it well. But we have technology”—he waved a hand carelessly—“far more advanced than what you are used to—”
“How do you know what I’m used to?” Rayne had the annoying habit of talking down to me, and I was quickly growing tired of it.
“Are you done yet? Let’s head back,” he replied coolly.
“Almost. Sorry. Please tell me. Please?” I should really learn to keep my big mouth shut. He was annoyed again and waited a minute or two before answering.
“Well, the equipment is like a computer, a very, very small one. It houses thousands of languages. Ax identified yours the first day you came.” A dark look crossed his brow, and he went silent for several moments. Taking a deep breath, he went on. “I guess the most basic way to say it is we download the information into our brains, bits at a time. I already knew much of this language, so really I just had to fine-tune it.”
This was followed by several minutes of quiet while I climbed out of the water, wrapped up in a towel, and then just sat as I pondered the implications in his explanation. Rayne eventually glanced my way. “You’re androids?” I asked in a whisper.
“Oh good gosh, you are ridiculous! Get your clothes on. I’m starting back now, and you can keep up or get lost out here.” He stood and started walking while I pulled on my clothes as quickly as possible. I still almost lost him in the brush as I tripped over myself and tried to catch up.

Title: A Wife for the Future
Series: The Wikomsette #2
Author: Emerald Lavere
Genre: Adult, Erotic Fantasy
Published: January 18, 2016
Publisher: Loose Id
Ashling never understood some of the oddities in her upbringing, until a family secret is revealed: her father is from the distant future. It has been predetermined that he will return to his native time on Ashling's twentieth birthday and she must go with him. Future society has a critical shortage of women and humanity is threatened with extinction.

Given time to recover from the shock and to prepare for a vastly different civilization, Ashling accepts her fate. She's required to take several husbands, and produce offspring to help prevent the human race from dying out. After a sheltered childhood with limited social interaction, Ashling is aroused by the idea of having romantic partners for the first time in her life.

As soon as she's introduced to her prospective mates, feelings of being overwhelmed are quickly replaced by desire for the men who wish to court her. Ashling takes three husbands, reveling in the passion she shares with each of them. Life becomes one delicious encounter after another.

And then her father is accused of a crime, and the only man willing to help free him is the man Ashling wants most, but may never have.

(4.5 Bars)

This is what I'm talking about right here!  This story blew me away.  Perhaps it was three years to hone her craft, refine her voice and solidify more plot elements for this futuristic society but whatever it was no matter what it took Emerald Lavere to get there, it was very much welcomed by this reader!

**Spoiler Alert - if you have not read The Wikomsette - DO NOT read any further!**
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A Wife for the Future picks up 20 years into the future from where The Wikomsette left off.  Brannon came back at the end of the story having received the information in the future that Regina was pregnant when she left her tribe behind and that it was Brannon's child.  He's granted a 20 year pass to return to the past and raise his daughter.  A daughter, a commodity so scarce in his society that a woman at the age of 20 is to come out into society and take on at least three husbands up front and then within the next few years, add up to 5 more husbands to her tribe.

In this society men do the child rearing from birth.  Women are to be cherished in their society and protected with the utmost care and provided the highest level of security imaginable. They are provided elaborate mansions and expansive grounds complete with guard houses to protect their ever expanding tribe.  Sounds like a dream, right?  It's not easy on Ashling, having been raised two thousand years before this future exists, even with the coaching of her father on the customs and ways of his time.

The heat ... this is where the heat is from Book 1, it's all within these juicy pages.  Lady Ambria is hilarious, you'll adore this woman with her sex toys, positions and literature on way's to please your men.  The bit about the "cocks" had me rolling! The selection of Ashling's first three husbands is intense and the heat between each of them as she "accepts" them into her tribe is off the charts hot.  The difference obviously is in Book 1, Regina did not choose her men, they were given and thrust upon her, Ashling is free to choose from the suitors that have been pre-screened as viable males, found to be in optimal, physical and emotional health and more importantly, fertile, to provide for growing the tribe.

This story had comedy, passion and suspense.  I adored following up with various members of Ashling's mother's tribe as she comes into contact with each in her new world.  Ax as always is a pleasure to behold and the story that unfolds for Ashling is wholly enjoyable to read.  I definitely recommend you read both in order, you will not be disappointed!

Highly recommended!
  

See what Night Owl Reviews had to say about A Wife for the Future here.

A Wife for the Future Excerpt © Emerald Lavere 2016

She smiles, and it makes her less intimidating. She has very nice teeth. “My dear, calm yourself.” She sweeps across the room and sits in a dramatic pose on one of the couches. “I’m told your name is Ashling?”
“Yes, my lady.” I take a seat across from her. I feel self-conscious and horribly underdressed in my sweat suit.
“I feel already that you are different than the other girls I’ve mentored. I’m not exactly sure what it is…” She blinks rapidly at my outfit as if noticing it for the first time. “But you are quite lovely. The men will certainly be doing everything they can think of to win your favor and a place in your tribe.”
I blush. “Thank you. I hope I can…be what is required.”
“Darling, you will meet all expectations if you can do but two things: open your legs to let your husbands in and open them again to let children out. Anything beyond that is extra.”
Now I’m blushing so hard that Ambria laughs. “Oh my, you are sweet! I didn’t come here just to tell you that! I’m an experienced Wikomsette, darling, and I’ll give you much more advice in the ways of the life. If what I’ve said already has you turning so pink, you may need a brandy or two before hearing some of the rest. I’m afraid you’ll faint away!” She laughs again, and I smile back at her.
I also have the urge to lock myself away in my new, ugly bedroom, but there’s no getting out of this. Instead, I resign myself to remaining planted in the Penthouse living room and settle in for the afternoon with Ambria. Her lessons aren’t too bad at the start.
“I’ve been told you’ve led an especially sheltered life,” she says.
I nod.
“That you didn’t grow up in a traditional household and will need to have even the most basic things explained.” She raises an eyebrow and pauses as if hoping I’ll spill some beans. I respond only with my best wide-eyed innocent stare. She concedes and continues, “So bear with me if some of what I say seems remedial.”
Ambria goes on to explain that the Penthouse is referred to as the “Domain” in Wikomsette households, and gives a lot of advice about keeping peace in the home. Things like being clear with my expectations of the husbands and not depriving them.
“Unless they’ve upset you, of course, dear. Then feel free to teach the offending man a lesson! Oh, and also, I would be careful if you have any particular tastes, if you understand me. I once asked for two of my husbands to share my bed at the same time for a bit of extra excitement.” She shakes her head. “The request was not well received by those two! But I got myself a couple of new husbands after that who weren’t so particular about whom they bedded, and oh my!” Ambria winks.
I find myself giggling even though the very idea sort of horrifies me. “Oh, no. I don’t think anything like that will be an issue.” My face is hot again.
“Well, you never know, dear. Once you get a taste for the cock…oh that reminds me, we should discuss tasting the cocks…” For the next hour or so, I sit, listen, choke on the water I’m drinking several times, and think my face will burst into flames of embarrassment many more times. At one point, Ambria is so caught up in her explanations of sex positions, she actually bunches up her gown and gets on all fours on the floor to explain the best way to prop yourself up while “taking it from behind” and adding self-stimulus with either your fingers or a pleasure device. “Those are a bit taboo, of course, as a woman shouldn’t be relieving herself when she has so many men that can barely get enough of her as it is. But they are perfectly acceptable accessories during sex play with a husband.”
After that display, she rolls onto her back with a huff. “Oh goodness. I can’t believe I’m on the floor. I can barely maneuver as it is in this dress, but I do love it so. Give me a hand up, will you, dear?”
With a bit of effort from both of us, Ambria manages to return to her seat on the sofa and asks for a beverage. I call down the stairway. A minute later, Jules brings us a tray of lemonade and explains the intercom, which is a circular crystal on the wall.
“These are throughout the home, my lady, and for now, you’ll have to wave a hand past one to activate it. Later today, we’ll program the system to respond to your voice.” He bows and returns to the lower level.
“A fine-looking youth, that one,” Ambria says before sipping her drink.
I merely smile, and ask, “Um. Are you… Do you still…?” I have to wonder if at her age she still romps around in the bedroom.
“Oh, gracious, dear! Of course! I’m all for it. Though, you know, I have slowed down, but believe me, so have my husbands! I still take all of them to my bed. The ones that are left, anyway. But often it’s just for the sweetness of having one of my men to sleep beside when neither of us is up for more.”
“What do you mean, the ones who are left? Don’t you take husbands for life?
Ambria nods and sighs. “Three of my darlings have passed on. I only have six left now. I suppose I could take on some younger ones. Those who have no chance of getting a younger Wikomsette of their own. But our household is quiet and content. I think it will be just us from here on out.”
“What about children? Did you have any?”
Ambria laughs so hard that tears sparkle in her eyes. “Oh, precious! Did I have children! Seventeen, dear. All boys. I suppose that’s one of the reasons I so enjoy counseling young women as they enter their positions. It’s the closest I ever get to a mother-daughter relationship.”
I barely hear the last bit because my mind is still reeling. Seventeen babies! I think I might be sick. “So…so, you were pregnant seventeen times?”
“Only sixteen. My last two boys are twins,” she says fondly. “Are you all right, dear? You look a bit green.”
Emerald Lavere grew up in rural Oregon. A country girl at heart, she now lives happily in Southern California with her three children, and only one husband (unlike her main Wikomsette characters). Formerly a dancer, singer, and actor, she still teaches dance on occasion, and sings often, and loudly, in her car.
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1 comment:

  1. Thank you Jennifer for this fantastic Book Blitz week! Also, many thanks for reading and reviewing both of my books. I greatly appreciate all of the time you took for this. Blessings! ~Em

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