Sorry that it's taken so long to get this posted but, well, life happens.
Our wonderful judges ended up having to vote two rounds for the final winner because the first vote ended in a tie. The three entries for the final round of judging were:
The StoneTravis had never gotten over the fact that such a nice little creek ran through this rundown park in the middle of a low-class neighborhood. He never realized how much time he would spend here admiring the browning grass and rusted swing set, either. Or how he would eventually come here so often, retracing his steps as if it was a path he'd been walking every day of his life, and making it a part of his daily routine to visit a dark, square-cut stone with a beautiful name, a span of years, and a heartfelt quote from said person engraved into it.by ~CharlieRoz
He walks his typical route, enjoying the sun on his face and the thin breeze just going through h
A Tale of Enchantments Beautiful and SeductiveA shadow glided through the alleyways of New York City, mysterious and dark in the late hour. Ambrose chuckled to himself, thinking about how the enchantments he cast about himself would make him look as though a ghost gliding above the filth of the alleys even though his feet did touch the ground with light steps. An elegant ghost and a beautiful one, seductive and deadly…by =BloodrainFireDawn
Valentine’s Day. He laughed at the thought of such foolishness. If one was lucky enough to have a mate, he should take care to keep him branded with the stripes of love at all times, lest he be stolen away by some other master. The idea of dedicating a single day to the idea of love and hearts, candy and flowers was such a mortal thing to do. Flowers die, candy consumed, hearts broken, but love…true love never dies.
Or so he had heard more times than he could count. But he counted love as a mortal concept as well. Passion and possession were much more to his liking, as it was to most of the other
Chained Devotion Chap. 3 UnforgivableWarnings: Contains mature m/m material.by *meryvamp
Varrick’s eyes glittered darkly and he licked his lips. Without warning, he lunged at Endo and yanked down the boy’s boxers, exposing him completely. Endo couldn’t help his natural reaction and jerked his hands forward, trying to shield himself, but again, he remembered his hands were restrained, and by that painful, biting string no less, which caused another bout of fresh blood from his wrists.
He went back to being immobile as Varrick bent down and gently removed the boxers from his feet. Then the captain harshly grabbed his ankles and pushed them into the leather restraints, which were aligned with the wrists restraints. As Endo watched him tie his ankles to the metal pole, he noticed him using the same horrid glowing string as the wrists restraints.
The captain stood up and smirked self-assuredly at his handy work. He leaned in closer and traced his hand across Endo’s smooth chest, pausing briefly ove
After two rounds of judging, the winner of the SIW Author of the Year 2012 contest is =BloodrainFireDawn!
Many thanks go out to all of our fantastic judges for helping to determine all of the bi-weekly, bi-monthly, and final winners: =CiaranDwynvil, *meryvamp, *Star-Chaster, ~tlgrande, and =BloodrainFireDawn. You all are awesome!
We are going to be making some changes in the group soon, with the admins and possibly other things as well, so please bear with us through the changes. Thanks!
Your #SeductiveInkWell Team