Halloween is a great time to unleash your creative flair. At this time of year, I love to look at the way many people decorate their houses. Some have scary decorations, while others lean toward a beautiful autumn theme.
I’m such a Halloween fan that I keep some decorations on display in my house all year round. Others I pack away and only bring out in October.
One of my favorite once a year decorations is a ghoul door hanging. My skull collection, however, I keep on a shelf all year long.
What are your favorite Halloween decorations?
Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, Kate Hill started writing over twenty years ago for pleasure. Her first story, a short erotic vampire tale, was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then she has sold over one hundred short stories, novellas, and novels.
When she’s not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out, spending time with her family and pets, and running the Compelling Beasts Blog, dedicated to antagonists, antiheroes and paranormal creatures. She also writes under the name Saloni Quinby. Visit her online at http://www.kate-hill.com.
Excerpt from Handsome Bastard
“What will you do to amuse yourself while I’m away?” he asked.
“Count the moments until you return.”
He glanced at her from the corner of his eye and smiled again. Though he guessed she had chosen her words to please him, he sensed that they weren’t entirely dishonest. She had warmed to him. From the first she had desired him, but she now felt other emotions regarding him. He hadn’t wanted to leave her with such a fragile bond between them, but perhaps it was a wise idea. A few days apart might actually strengthen that bond.
“As will I,” he admitted.
Nearing the stable, he saw that his mount was saddled and ready, a slave boy beside him. A wagon stood close by. Felix, one of Cyprian’s trusted slaves, controlled the horses.
“You can start,” Cyprian said. “I’ll catch up soon.”
Felix nodded and urged the horses forward.
Glancing at the boy, Cyprian dismissed him as well. The youth left quickly.
Pausing near his mount, Cyprian grasped Leotine’s waist and tugged her close. His mouth descended on hers in a deep, possessive kiss.