In honour of my Irish main character, I
present a holiday treat from Ireland!
Porter Cake (from
olums.ie/recipies/porter-cake/)
INGREDIENTS:
450g / 1lb Odlums Cream Plain Flour
Pinch of Salt
1 level teaspoon Baking Powder
1 level teaspoon Mixed Spice
225g / 8oz Sugar
225g / 8oz Butter
450g / 1lb Sultanas
125g / 4oz Candied Peel
300ml / 1/2 pint Guinness (Porter)
2 Eggs (beaten)
METHOD:
Preheat oven 180°C/350°F.
Line a 20cm/8″ round cake tin with
greaseproof paper.
Sieve the flour, salt, baking powder and
mixed spice into a bowl and add the sugar.
Rub in the butter and add the fruit and
mix.
Add the porter to the beaten eggs and
add to fruit mixture.
Mix well.
Transfer to the prepared tin and bake
for approximately 2 hours.
Place on a low shelf position in the
oven.
NOTES:
Check cake after an hour and if it is
browning too quickly, cover with a double layer of greaseproof paper until
baked.
The Spring of Seduction (Shelter
from the Winter series Book 1)
Brijit McRaith has been on the run for
centuries. Pursued by her mad creator for most of her years as a vampire, she
has finally found peace and sanctuary in her native Ireland. But a modern world
on the brink of war has caught up with her and after decades of quiet, Brijit
finds herself on the run again. To add to her personal chaos, she becomes
smitten with mortal Kelly O'Donnell, and Brijit’s initial plans to lay low fall
by the wayside. With an uncertain future ahead of her, can Brijit protect her
newfound love from a world on the edge of destroying itself?
Genre: Paranormal LGBTQS romance/erotica. This book contains scenes of explicit
erotica and is meant for readers 18 years of age or older.
Buy
links:
From my publisher, eXtasy Books: http://www.extasybooks.com/dw-adler/
Smashwords: http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/dwadler
Author
Bio:
DW Adler ("Call me Don") was
born and raised in beautiful Nova Scotia, Canada. After receiving a degree in
psychology and an almost-minor in Irish Studies, he learned how to fix
computers. He now sweats profusely in Florida where he does IT support for a
living when he's not writing.
Don counts such authors as Anne Rice,
JRR Tolkien, and Edgar Allan Poe, as well as a love for Irish/Celtic myth and
folklore as his influences. He loves to read sci-fi, fantasy, post-apocalyptic,
and anything having to do with vampires.
Other than sipping tea and writing, Don
dabbles in computer animation and graphic design, is a doting father to his
little girl, and a loving husband. He is constantly
plotting how to get back home to Nova Scotia and flees there whenever the sight
of snow becomes a necessity.
No, he will not fix your computer.
Author
Links:
Website: http://www.dw-adler.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AdlerDW
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/dw.adler.5
Google+: https://google.com/+DWAdler
Excerpt:
Brijit reached up and put her hand behind Kelly’s head, intertwining her
fingers with curly locks of dark red hair. “You feel it too, don’t you?”
Kelly’s breathing quickened and her cheeks burned red as Brijit’s touch
made her body tense with conflicting emotions. Her eyes closed halfway and the
fear started to morph into something resembling ecstasy. “Uh huh,” she
murmured. “What have you been doing to me all evening? I can’t think straight
when you look at me.”
Brijit stroked Kelly’s hair, pulled her hand away and pushed her fingers
back through the strands, starting at her temples and ending at the back of her
head. Her fingertips pressed into Kelly’s scalp with the slightest of pressure,
which excited the nerves in her skin. “I’m not doing anything. I don’t do
vampire mind tricks. I feel this connection with you…it’s rare that it’s this
strong. There haven’t been many over the centuries that make me feel like
this.”
Kelly looked into the green eyes and felt the fear and terror turn to
waves of want and lust. She brought her hands to Brijit’s face, feeling the
soft yet strong skin so very cold beneath her fingertips. Brijit smiled and
leaned in slowly. Her lips found Kelly’s. Slowly, she brushed by them.
Kelly felt her breathing quicken as the vampire teased her, their mouths
hovering near each other. Finally she moved in closer, craving the touch of
Brijit’s lips. She pressed into them gently and felt their softness meet her
own in a kiss that was gentle yet tentative at the same time…
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