Well.
It's been awhile since I've posted. And for good reason, let me tell you.
While driving home from work on October 11, 2012, I was in a serious car accident. A young guy who had just bought a car failed to yield on one of the busiest streets in Lexington, plowed into me, sending me into yet another car.
I've been in a few car accidents in my life, each and every one no fault of mine, but this one was the worst by far. I immediately knew something was wrong with my right foot, and when I looked down after the smoke cleared, my foot was twisted and almost beside my ankle.
Needless to say, I was alarmed.
An ambulance took me to the nearest hospital and the docs confirmed that my ankle was shattered. What has followed since has been two surgeries, metal plates in my foot, splints, and casts. And right before Thanksgiving, my Grandfather passed away. Because of my foot, I was unable to make the trip to attend the funeral. I'm just now to the point where I will be starting physical therapy, and the surgeon says that I might get to try and walk again near the end of January.
It's been a challenge for me not being able to walk and do things myself. My life has been turned upside down and inside out. I haven't been able to work my day job, which is what pays my bills. The pain has been a challenge to deal with, and the pain meds typically left me sleepy and/or loopy. So writing hasn't really been an option either. I'm just now getting to the point where I can focus enough to possibly write and do crafts.
So that's what's been going on in my life. I'm hoping now I am on my way to reclaim what I once had, and possibly even make it better. Because as bad as it was and is, I know that it could have been worse.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Monday, October 8, 2012
Evernight Publishing Birthday Blog Hop!
Welcome to the Evernight Publishing Birthday Blog Hop!
Evernight Publishing opened its doors two years ago. In those two years we've signed over one hundred and sixty authors and published over three hundred books. From paranormal to contemporary, we’ve had more best sellers than we can count and made thousands of people smile, sigh and gasp. So, as a thank you to all our readers and everyone who has supported us, we’re holding this blog hop and we have a whole lot of prizes to offer you!
Here's how it works... the more blogs you hop to (shown below) the more chance you have of winning prizes. Each author on the hop is offering a prize and Evernight is offering the following grand prizes: a Kindle, a $100 Amazon gift certificate, two Evernight swag bags (which includes a tote, a tee, vouchers, a mug and other coolness) and a personalized Facebook banner. To be in with a chance of winning the author prize simply follow the blog you're visiting and leave a comment which includes your email address. Each entry on each blog is then counted towards the grand prize draw. The more entries you have, the better your chance of winning a grand prize! You also get extra points for liking the Evernight Facebook Page. Just make sure you let us know in the comments that you've done so.
Good luck and happy hopping!
When my first publisher closed its doors at the end of 2011, I was devastated. I didn't know in what direction my writing career should go, and I'd lost the people I depended on to help me. Another author friend found Evernight and directed me there. Not expecting anything, I sent a story that had been in limbo with this other publisher, which also happened to be my first foray into the m/m genre. To my pleasure and surprise, my story was accepted and I was ushered into the fold of Evernight Authors with open arms. My little novella has been a bestseller at multiple sites, and I've also been published in my first anthology with Evernight. I'm so very excited to have found a publisher that feels like home, that's willing to really participate in each author's growth, as well as continually produce first rate books with amazing covers. To celebrate, I'm offering up a free copy of both of my current EP releases (The Color of Hunger and Lover, Unexpected) to one lucky commenter/follower. Leave a comment with your email address to enter my giveaway, as well as the huge Grand Prize at the end of the hop. Become a follower of my blog for an additional entry for my two free books as well. Just let me know in your comment that you followed, too! Winner will be chosen at the end of all the festivities and notified via the email address given.
Here's the list of sites participating in the Hop, so have fun and Hop On!
Evernight Publishing opened its doors two years ago. In those two years we've signed over one hundred and sixty authors and published over three hundred books. From paranormal to contemporary, we’ve had more best sellers than we can count and made thousands of people smile, sigh and gasp. So, as a thank you to all our readers and everyone who has supported us, we’re holding this blog hop and we have a whole lot of prizes to offer you!
Here's how it works... the more blogs you hop to (shown below) the more chance you have of winning prizes. Each author on the hop is offering a prize and Evernight is offering the following grand prizes: a Kindle, a $100 Amazon gift certificate, two Evernight swag bags (which includes a tote, a tee, vouchers, a mug and other coolness) and a personalized Facebook banner. To be in with a chance of winning the author prize simply follow the blog you're visiting and leave a comment which includes your email address. Each entry on each blog is then counted towards the grand prize draw. The more entries you have, the better your chance of winning a grand prize! You also get extra points for liking the Evernight Facebook Page. Just make sure you let us know in the comments that you've done so.
Good luck and happy hopping!
When my first publisher closed its doors at the end of 2011, I was devastated. I didn't know in what direction my writing career should go, and I'd lost the people I depended on to help me. Another author friend found Evernight and directed me there. Not expecting anything, I sent a story that had been in limbo with this other publisher, which also happened to be my first foray into the m/m genre. To my pleasure and surprise, my story was accepted and I was ushered into the fold of Evernight Authors with open arms. My little novella has been a bestseller at multiple sites, and I've also been published in my first anthology with Evernight. I'm so very excited to have found a publisher that feels like home, that's willing to really participate in each author's growth, as well as continually produce first rate books with amazing covers. To celebrate, I'm offering up a free copy of both of my current EP releases (The Color of Hunger and Lover, Unexpected) to one lucky commenter/follower. Leave a comment with your email address to enter my giveaway, as well as the huge Grand Prize at the end of the hop. Become a follower of my blog for an additional entry for my two free books as well. Just let me know in your comment that you followed, too! Winner will be chosen at the end of all the festivities and notified via the email address given.
Here's the list of sites participating in the Hop, so have fun and Hop On!
Thursday, October 4, 2012
A Lotus for the Regent by Adonis Devereux
Today it's my pleasure to host the spectacular writing duo collectively known as Adonis Devereux as they share their newest release from Evernight Publishing!
Thank you for having us today! We're thrilled to share with you and all your readers our sixth novel from Evernight Publishing. This book, A Lotus for the Regent, is the second book in our Lotus Trilogy, stories about influential courtesans and their political and amorous entanglements with powerful men from neighboring kingdoms.
One more thing: if you haven't read book one, The Soldier's Lotus, yet, don't worry! It's only 99 cents at Amazon now for a limited time (I hope it's still on sale there!). This is your perfect opportunity to begin your adventures in our fantasy world of Gilalion!
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The Lotus Trilogy, 2
Six years ago, Kamen Itenu was made the Regent of the Sunjaa nation, ruling for a boy-king, and thus became the most powerful man in all the west. But Kamen is not just the Regent. He is also a man who has lost his first love, and he has never expected his heart to kindle again.
Ajalira is a woman trapped, one who, for honor's sake, sold herself to the Red Lotus Guild to be made into a courtesan and assassin. When war sends the Regent to the Guild, Ajalira's honor kindles Kamen's broken heart, but can even the love of the Regent protect Ajalira from her past? The war threatens to tear them apart, and Ajalira must choose between her past and her love, while her honor, more precious than her life, hangs in the balance.
Be Warned: Multiple partners, BDSM, erotic asphyxiation, anal sex, orgies, violence.
***************
“So, Lord Itenu has set his heart on the fair Ausir,” Darien said, smiling as he took long strides across the room towards them.
Kamen flashed Ajalira a grin and rose, embracing Darien by the forearm. “Ajalira, and she is to be my sole concubine.”
Darien's eyebrows shot up. “Indeed?”
The slave hurried into the room.
“Let it be written,” Kamen said.
Darien snapped his fingers, and the slave laid out everything on a nearby table. “Let it be done.” Darien drafted the document.
Kamen returned to Ajalira's side. “What is your family name?”
“Zomalin.”
Kamen did not know that name. “I'm going to sign the parchment, and then you will be mine. No law of gods or men can sunder us then.”
Ajalira reached up and touched Kamen's arm, running her fingers down over his bicep and across his abdomen. She sat up perfectly straight and leaned forward. Her every move was a confession of her desire for him.
Kamen looked over the document, and it read just as he wanted it to: that Ajalira would become his concubine, that she alone would hold that title, and that Kamen would take no wife to supplant her. Kamen filled in Ajalira's full name and then signed it with his own. Darien stood and hugged Kamen, picking him up off the floor in a bear hug. Ajalira laughed.
“Congratulations, old friend,” Darien said, setting Kamen down with a jolt.
Kamen took a deep breath. “Thanks.” He walked back over to Ajalira, took her by the hands, and raised her to her feet. “I must take you now in the presence of the Lord Admiral. He must bear witness to the coupling, and then he will sign and leave.”
Ajalira nodded. Apparently she already knew this, but when she glanced at Darien, Kamen detected some measure of embarrassment in her expression. He resolved then to make it a token penetration. He would not fuck her in front of Darien the way Darien had fucked Saerileth in front of him. When he finished, he wanted to be alone with Ajalira.
Kamen laid Ajalira down on the bed and pushed her skirts up to her waist, exposing her bare pussy. His cock twitched as blood rushed through it, making it as hard as any spear. He pulled her knees up, took off his own skirt, and knelt between her legs. Ajalira looked down at Kamen's cock as he ran his hand down its length. She was already wet, so this would be quick.
“I cannot give you my virginal blood,” Ajalira whispered, her face a mask of shame.
“Don't think that way, my love.” Kamen leaned forward and kissed her forehead. “I know you were a Lotus, but that's all behind you now. As for my part, I hold your honor intact.”
Ajalira nodded, once again tears coming to her eyes.
Kamen shifted forward and laid the head of his long cock against her pussy lips. He flicked his penis up and down twice to wet it, and then he slipped the head inside her. Ajalira licked her tightly drawn lips and moaned. Kamen held his cock there, and though every instinct told him to drive himself all the way in, he resisted the temptation. That was for her alone. Besides, he had other plans first, plans of bringing out the sex kitten he knew was inside her.
Kamen turned back to look at Darien, and the Lord Admiral nodded. He signed the document, rolled it up, and took it away. Once he was gone from the room, Kamen removed himself from Ajalira and stood up.
“What's wrong?” Ajalira asked.
Kamen reached down and scooped her into his arms. “Nothing. Now we can get started.” He stood her in the middle of the room, right in front of the four-poster bed, and paced before her.
“Is everything all right?” Ajalira tucked her blonde hair behind her ears.
Kamen stopped, turned, and grabbed the collar of her dress. He ripped it down the front, tearing the entire garment in half. Ajalira gasped but did not retreat. She laid her forearms across her naked breasts, which heaved in excitement, and rubbed her thighs together. Kamen yanked away the torn dress and ripped it again in half down the middle, dividing it into two halves. Ajalira craned her neck to watch him, but he only let a sly smile hint at his plans for her. He took her arm and raised it, holding it against one post of the bed.
“What are you doing?” Ajalira asked.
Kamen wrapped one piece of the dress around her wrist, tying it to the bedpost. He then did the same thing with the other wrist, and when he looked at Ajalira again, he saw wonder dancing in her eyes. She knew what was coming, and she loved it.
But she did not know—not quite. Kamen doubted any Lotus trainer was as good as he. Besides, they were all Zenji. Their cocks were not as big as Sunjaa's.
Kamen's erect, black penis bounced before him as he walked in front of Ajalira. “You shall forget every lover you've had before me. You shall come for this cock alone.” Kamen stopped in front of her and stroked his penis, and as Ajalira watched him, she squirmed and whined. “Oh, you want this?”
Ajalira nodded vigorously.
“Not yet.”
Ajalira whimpered again.
“Yours is the last pussy I'll ever have.” Kamen knelt before her and tapped on the insides of her knees, spreading her legs apart.
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Where we are:
Blog
Facebook
FB author page (like this for exclusive content, like maps and recipes)
Amazon
Goodreads
Manic Readers
Email
Where to get your copy of A Lotus for the Regent!
Evernight Publishing
Amazon
Bookstrand
All Romance Ebooks
Happy reading!
One more thing: if you haven't read book one, The Soldier's Lotus, yet, don't worry! It's only 99 cents at Amazon now for a limited time (I hope it's still on sale there!). This is your perfect opportunity to begin your adventures in our fantasy world of Gilalion!
***************
The Lotus Trilogy, 2
Six years ago, Kamen Itenu was made the Regent of the Sunjaa nation, ruling for a boy-king, and thus became the most powerful man in all the west. But Kamen is not just the Regent. He is also a man who has lost his first love, and he has never expected his heart to kindle again.
Ajalira is a woman trapped, one who, for honor's sake, sold herself to the Red Lotus Guild to be made into a courtesan and assassin. When war sends the Regent to the Guild, Ajalira's honor kindles Kamen's broken heart, but can even the love of the Regent protect Ajalira from her past? The war threatens to tear them apart, and Ajalira must choose between her past and her love, while her honor, more precious than her life, hangs in the balance.
Be Warned: Multiple partners, BDSM, erotic asphyxiation, anal sex, orgies, violence.
***************
“So, Lord Itenu has set his heart on the fair Ausir,” Darien said, smiling as he took long strides across the room towards them.
Kamen flashed Ajalira a grin and rose, embracing Darien by the forearm. “Ajalira, and she is to be my sole concubine.”
Darien's eyebrows shot up. “Indeed?”
The slave hurried into the room.
“Let it be written,” Kamen said.
Darien snapped his fingers, and the slave laid out everything on a nearby table. “Let it be done.” Darien drafted the document.
Kamen returned to Ajalira's side. “What is your family name?”
“Zomalin.”
Kamen did not know that name. “I'm going to sign the parchment, and then you will be mine. No law of gods or men can sunder us then.”
Ajalira reached up and touched Kamen's arm, running her fingers down over his bicep and across his abdomen. She sat up perfectly straight and leaned forward. Her every move was a confession of her desire for him.
Kamen looked over the document, and it read just as he wanted it to: that Ajalira would become his concubine, that she alone would hold that title, and that Kamen would take no wife to supplant her. Kamen filled in Ajalira's full name and then signed it with his own. Darien stood and hugged Kamen, picking him up off the floor in a bear hug. Ajalira laughed.
“Congratulations, old friend,” Darien said, setting Kamen down with a jolt.
Kamen took a deep breath. “Thanks.” He walked back over to Ajalira, took her by the hands, and raised her to her feet. “I must take you now in the presence of the Lord Admiral. He must bear witness to the coupling, and then he will sign and leave.”
Ajalira nodded. Apparently she already knew this, but when she glanced at Darien, Kamen detected some measure of embarrassment in her expression. He resolved then to make it a token penetration. He would not fuck her in front of Darien the way Darien had fucked Saerileth in front of him. When he finished, he wanted to be alone with Ajalira.
Kamen laid Ajalira down on the bed and pushed her skirts up to her waist, exposing her bare pussy. His cock twitched as blood rushed through it, making it as hard as any spear. He pulled her knees up, took off his own skirt, and knelt between her legs. Ajalira looked down at Kamen's cock as he ran his hand down its length. She was already wet, so this would be quick.
“I cannot give you my virginal blood,” Ajalira whispered, her face a mask of shame.
“Don't think that way, my love.” Kamen leaned forward and kissed her forehead. “I know you were a Lotus, but that's all behind you now. As for my part, I hold your honor intact.”
Ajalira nodded, once again tears coming to her eyes.
Kamen shifted forward and laid the head of his long cock against her pussy lips. He flicked his penis up and down twice to wet it, and then he slipped the head inside her. Ajalira licked her tightly drawn lips and moaned. Kamen held his cock there, and though every instinct told him to drive himself all the way in, he resisted the temptation. That was for her alone. Besides, he had other plans first, plans of bringing out the sex kitten he knew was inside her.
Kamen turned back to look at Darien, and the Lord Admiral nodded. He signed the document, rolled it up, and took it away. Once he was gone from the room, Kamen removed himself from Ajalira and stood up.
“What's wrong?” Ajalira asked.
Kamen reached down and scooped her into his arms. “Nothing. Now we can get started.” He stood her in the middle of the room, right in front of the four-poster bed, and paced before her.
“Is everything all right?” Ajalira tucked her blonde hair behind her ears.
Kamen stopped, turned, and grabbed the collar of her dress. He ripped it down the front, tearing the entire garment in half. Ajalira gasped but did not retreat. She laid her forearms across her naked breasts, which heaved in excitement, and rubbed her thighs together. Kamen yanked away the torn dress and ripped it again in half down the middle, dividing it into two halves. Ajalira craned her neck to watch him, but he only let a sly smile hint at his plans for her. He took her arm and raised it, holding it against one post of the bed.
“What are you doing?” Ajalira asked.
Kamen wrapped one piece of the dress around her wrist, tying it to the bedpost. He then did the same thing with the other wrist, and when he looked at Ajalira again, he saw wonder dancing in her eyes. She knew what was coming, and she loved it.
But she did not know—not quite. Kamen doubted any Lotus trainer was as good as he. Besides, they were all Zenji. Their cocks were not as big as Sunjaa's.
Kamen's erect, black penis bounced before him as he walked in front of Ajalira. “You shall forget every lover you've had before me. You shall come for this cock alone.” Kamen stopped in front of her and stroked his penis, and as Ajalira watched him, she squirmed and whined. “Oh, you want this?”
Ajalira nodded vigorously.
“Not yet.”
Ajalira whimpered again.
“Yours is the last pussy I'll ever have.” Kamen knelt before her and tapped on the insides of her knees, spreading her legs apart.
**************
Where we are:
Blog
FB author page (like this for exclusive content, like maps and recipes)
Amazon
Goodreads
Manic Readers
Where to get your copy of A Lotus for the Regent!
Evernight Publishing
Amazon
Bookstrand
All Romance Ebooks
Happy reading!
Saturday, August 11, 2012
New Release!
It's here! My first anthology has been released by Evernight Publishing! I'm so excited and proud to be involved in this m/m anthology about friends turning into lovers. Included is my story, Jay's Addiction, about two best friends struggling with the pain of drug addiction and acceptance, while searching for love. Enjoy!
Blurb:
Best friends make the best lovers? Indeed they do. There’s nothing more exciting than discovering that the person you already share everything with is the one you want sharing your bed.
Join us for ten tales of sexy and decadent discoveries as these gloriously hot men find all the love, lust and orgasmic delight they could ever want—closer than they expected.
Available from:
Evernight Publshing
Amazon
Bookstrand
All Romance eBooks
Blurb:
Best friends make the best lovers? Indeed they do. There’s nothing more exciting than discovering that the person you already share everything with is the one you want sharing your bed.
Join us for ten tales of sexy and decadent discoveries as these gloriously hot men find all the love, lust and orgasmic delight they could ever want—closer than they expected.
Available from:
Evernight Publshing
Amazon
Bookstrand
All Romance eBooks
Friday, July 20, 2012
Hero, by K. Williams
Today it's my pleasure to feature another talented Evernight Publishing author, K. Williams, with her release, Hero!
Blurb:
Aaron is a soldier preparing to deploy for the first time. During the process, he meets Oliver. There is an instant connection. The entire time that Aaron is overseas, the two continue to think of each other and wonder what could have been.
Upon Aaron’s return, fate brings the two together again. Lust ignites a beautiful love. However, in the Army change is bound to happen and relationships are put to the test. Hero follows the story of a brave couple facing the challenges of a military relationship.
Excerpt:
“Do I get a chance for a second date?” Aaron asked.
Oliver gripped the handle of the driver’s side door of his silver Prius. “Yeah, I’d like that.”
Oliver became suddenly aware of how close Aaron was to him. The tall soldier put his hand on Oliver’s hip. “I’m glad,” he said. His voice, eyes, his whole demeanor was seductive.
Oliver didn’t feel like he could breathe. He could feel the heat coming from the man. He wanted Aaron to kiss him. “You…you could kiss me,” he whispered, surprising himself.
Aaron smiled and gently caressed Oliver’s cheek. Oliver felt himself getting lightheaded as those full lips approached his. When they kissed, Oliver’s knees went weak. His lips parted and Aaron’s tongue gently probed into his mouth. Being in Aaron’s arms was everything Oliver had imagined it would be. He was sure that if Aaron asked, he would do anything the soldier wanted right there in the parking lot.
Aaron pulled away from the kiss and Oliver followed, stumbling forward into Aaron’s arms. Oliver could feel himself blushing. He finally regained the ability to stand on his own and stumbled back against his car door.
“You’re damn cute,” Aaron said. He kissed Oliver’s forehead. “Can I get your number?”
Oliver rattled off the digits, still feeling a bit lightheaded
Aaron smiled. “You have a good night, sweetheart.”
****
Aaron kept the mental image of Oliver after their first kiss in his mind as he settled down to sleep. For the first time since returning home, he slept with no nightmares.
He felt invigorated the next morning and got in an excellent work out. He was feeling so good that he called his mother. He knew she’d been worrying about him after the week he’d spent visiting on leave. He hoped that she felt better after their conversation. Aaron didn’t want his mother to worry. He didn’t mention Oliver to her yet, feeling it was too soon for that. When he hung up the phone, he was confident that his mom would be reassured.
Aaron took advantage of his good mood and started to run errands. He got his hair cut and went grocery shopping for the first time since getting back. He watched the clock. He didn’t want to call Oliver while the young man was at work and he also didn’t want to appear desperate. He decided that sometime in the evening would be best. It was hard not to stare at his watch as the minutes ticked by. Aaron was anxious to set up another date. His mind was glued on the little moments from the night before, like how his skin tingled when their fingers brushed over the chips and salsa and how Oliver had blushed at that every time, even when it became clear Aaron was doing it on purpose. There was something in Oliver’s eyes and the way he smiled that made Aaron feel like a human being again, instead of just some pawn in a war that was bigger than him.
****
Oliver spent the entire day wondering if Aaron would actually call. After getting off work, he turned the ringer on his cell phone all the way up, just so he wouldn’t miss the call. Around six, he got a little nervous. He felt a bit foolish, waiting for the call like he was. Aaron hadn’t specified that he would be calling today. Oliver knew he shouldn’t get all worked up.
He couldn’t figure out what it was Aaron saw in him. The man was undeniably gorgeous and yet had ignored the advances of the man at the next table to the point that Oliver wondered if Aaron had noticed it at all. Aaron had a way of making Oliver feel comfortable, which was no easy task. Then, there was that wonderful kiss that had absolutely swept Oliver away. He had to admit, he’d had his head in the clouds ever since, but it was time to come down. Oliver didn’t think the call would be coming.
Just when he was about to give up, his phone rang.
Buy links:
Evernight Publishing
Bookstrand
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon
Aaron is a soldier preparing to deploy for the first time. During the process, he meets Oliver. There is an instant connection. The entire time that Aaron is overseas, the two continue to think of each other and wonder what could have been.
Upon Aaron’s return, fate brings the two together again. Lust ignites a beautiful love. However, in the Army change is bound to happen and relationships are put to the test. Hero follows the story of a brave couple facing the challenges of a military relationship.
Excerpt:
“Do I get a chance for a second date?” Aaron asked.
Oliver gripped the handle of the driver’s side door of his silver Prius. “Yeah, I’d like that.”
Oliver became suddenly aware of how close Aaron was to him. The tall soldier put his hand on Oliver’s hip. “I’m glad,” he said. His voice, eyes, his whole demeanor was seductive.
Oliver didn’t feel like he could breathe. He could feel the heat coming from the man. He wanted Aaron to kiss him. “You…you could kiss me,” he whispered, surprising himself.
Aaron smiled and gently caressed Oliver’s cheek. Oliver felt himself getting lightheaded as those full lips approached his. When they kissed, Oliver’s knees went weak. His lips parted and Aaron’s tongue gently probed into his mouth. Being in Aaron’s arms was everything Oliver had imagined it would be. He was sure that if Aaron asked, he would do anything the soldier wanted right there in the parking lot.
Aaron pulled away from the kiss and Oliver followed, stumbling forward into Aaron’s arms. Oliver could feel himself blushing. He finally regained the ability to stand on his own and stumbled back against his car door.
“You’re damn cute,” Aaron said. He kissed Oliver’s forehead. “Can I get your number?”
Oliver rattled off the digits, still feeling a bit lightheaded
Aaron smiled. “You have a good night, sweetheart.”
****
Aaron kept the mental image of Oliver after their first kiss in his mind as he settled down to sleep. For the first time since returning home, he slept with no nightmares.
He felt invigorated the next morning and got in an excellent work out. He was feeling so good that he called his mother. He knew she’d been worrying about him after the week he’d spent visiting on leave. He hoped that she felt better after their conversation. Aaron didn’t want his mother to worry. He didn’t mention Oliver to her yet, feeling it was too soon for that. When he hung up the phone, he was confident that his mom would be reassured.
Aaron took advantage of his good mood and started to run errands. He got his hair cut and went grocery shopping for the first time since getting back. He watched the clock. He didn’t want to call Oliver while the young man was at work and he also didn’t want to appear desperate. He decided that sometime in the evening would be best. It was hard not to stare at his watch as the minutes ticked by. Aaron was anxious to set up another date. His mind was glued on the little moments from the night before, like how his skin tingled when their fingers brushed over the chips and salsa and how Oliver had blushed at that every time, even when it became clear Aaron was doing it on purpose. There was something in Oliver’s eyes and the way he smiled that made Aaron feel like a human being again, instead of just some pawn in a war that was bigger than him.
****
Oliver spent the entire day wondering if Aaron would actually call. After getting off work, he turned the ringer on his cell phone all the way up, just so he wouldn’t miss the call. Around six, he got a little nervous. He felt a bit foolish, waiting for the call like he was. Aaron hadn’t specified that he would be calling today. Oliver knew he shouldn’t get all worked up.
He couldn’t figure out what it was Aaron saw in him. The man was undeniably gorgeous and yet had ignored the advances of the man at the next table to the point that Oliver wondered if Aaron had noticed it at all. Aaron had a way of making Oliver feel comfortable, which was no easy task. Then, there was that wonderful kiss that had absolutely swept Oliver away. He had to admit, he’d had his head in the clouds ever since, but it was time to come down. Oliver didn’t think the call would be coming.
Just when he was about to give up, his phone rang.
Buy links:
Evernight Publishing
Bookstrand
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Love in the Land of Fire
Today I'm happy to feature a fellow Evernight Publishing author, Rebecca Brochu, with her new m/m release - Love in the Land of Fire!
Blurb:
In a world where one is either the ruler or the ruled Enforcer Josiah Marx, a dominate who’s almost given up on finding a partner, takes a case and finds himself drawn to Rafe Zweil, a submissive with a complicated past. Can the two overcome all the obstacles that stand before them and between them to find love in the Land of Fire?
Excerpt:
“Shit!” Josiah immediately holsters his gun, wraps one hand around Rafe’s shoulder and spins him around until they’re face to face. Anger flares through him, anger at himself for not recognizing the other male sooner, anger at Rafe for not being where he was supposed to be in the first place. It all comes spilling out of him before he can think twice about it.
“What in the fuck were you doing? What in the hell possessed you to leave the apartment? I’ve seen your test scores, Zweil, so you’ve got no excuse for acting like a fucking idiot!”
Josiah shakes Rafe hard once before letting go of the submissive as if burned. Raking a hand through his blond hair he stalks towards the nearest switch and turns the dial all the way up until the apartment is flooded with light. In the now bright room he can see Rafe’s face clearly, can see an anger that matches his own rising up in the man, which is at odds with the mostly meek behavior he’s shown to Josiah since they’ve been together.
“I wasn’t aware that I was a prisoner, Marx, or that you’re apparently my warden. Although I suppose that was a foolish assumption to make. After all a cage is still a cage even if the bars are pretty this time around.”
“Damn it all to hell, Rafe, that’s not what I meant and you fucking know it!”
“Are you sure about that, Josiah? Do you really not want to keep me locked away, hidden from the outside world like every-fucking-body else seems to?”
Josiah has no control over himself as he lunges forward, buries one hand in Rafe’s silky hair and yanks the submissive forward. Their lips meet harshly, all teeth and no finesse and Josiah runs his tongue roughly along the seam of Rafe’s mouth, a pleased growl rumbling in his chest when the he opens for him. Josiah sweeps inside, his tongue tangling hotly with Rafe’s even as he begins to crowd the submissive against the nearest wall.
They fit together perfectly, the long lean plains of Rafe’s body slotting into the more thickly muscled valleys of Josiah’s as if they’d been carved from the same single piece of stone, broken and divided and only now reunited. Josiah groans low in his throat at the feel of Rafe pressed against him and his cock hardens instantly at the combined sensations of touch and taste. Rafe echoes his groan and the sound of pleasure from the submissive doubles Josiah’s arousal, making him helpless to do anything but press closer, driving their bodies together and Rafe further against the wall.
Their tongues slide against and around each other, spit slick and eager to taste, to consume one another. Josiah knew it would be like this, knew it would be perfect and all-consuming the moment he laid eyes on Rafe. His hand loosens its tight grip in Rafe’s hair and slides slowly through the cool, thick locks to curl firmly around the back of the submissive’s neck, unable to control the impulse to completely dominate the other male. Rafe breaks the kiss, gasping for air and moaning openly as his head tips back, pressing deeper into the grip on his neck and exposing his throat and collar to Josiah’s hungry gaze.
It’s an instinctual move, the desire to show off for a dominant, the urge to entice a fitting and worthy partner with his unclaimed status, and the sight of it has Josiah practically snarling in victory. Rafe wants him as well, wants to be claimed on some level as much as Josiah wants to be the one doing the claiming. If he didn’t, if their desires didn’t match to some degree, Rafe would not respond so beautifully, would not be showing off his collar and trying to entice Josiah into claiming him.
His hand tightens slightly, as his head dips down until he can taste Rafe’s neck, can rack teeth and tongue across the tempting expanse, and suck tiny bruises into the vulnerable skin. He runs his tongue across the smooth surface of the collar, tongue flirting with the inlaid rubies and dragging lightly across the sensitive area where silver meets skin. Rafe bucks against him and Josiah tightens his hand in reprimand, pleased and aroused when he can actually feel Rafe’s knees weaken at the silent command even as the submissive obeys and stills.
Josiah pulls himself away from the mesmerizing taste and feel of Rafe, dragging his lips and tongue up across the exposed side of his neck so that he can whisper hotly in the submissive’s ear.
“Such a good boy, Rafe, such a sweet, beautiful boy. You were made to be ruled, made for me to own.”
He claims Rafe’s mouth in another searing kiss, reveling in the breathless gasp and shaky moan it prompts.
“You’ll be so pretty for me, won’t you? So sweet and delicious when I have you begging, wanting what only I can give you. I can’t wait to have you bare and spread open before me.”
Rafe shudders, a full body tremor that Josiah can feel perfectly, and it goes straight to his cock. He urges Rafe’s arms above his head with his free hand before grasping them both tightly and pinning them back against the wall. He feels Rafe go still against him, the tiny, almost unnoticed rocking of his hips stopping abruptly, but it doesn’t really register with him, doesn’t penetrate the fog of lust and need that’s slowly taking him over.
“P-Please, Josiah.”
The plea comes out quietly, almost too quietly, and when Josiah hears it he takes it as a plea for more, more touch, more sensation. Just more. So he rocks his body against Rafe’s again as he mouths at the sensitive skin behind his ear. He loves the feel of his cock rubbing against the submissive’s, even muted as it is by the multiple layers of leather and cloth. It’s a heady feeling, something he wants more of even though it’s enough to drive him mad. He wants Rafe bare, wants to feel all of that silky skin against his own as he takes the other man down and apart.
“Oh the things I’ll make you do. I’ll make you love me and what I can give you.”
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Blurb:
In a world where one is either the ruler or the ruled Enforcer Josiah Marx, a dominate who’s almost given up on finding a partner, takes a case and finds himself drawn to Rafe Zweil, a submissive with a complicated past. Can the two overcome all the obstacles that stand before them and between them to find love in the Land of Fire?
Excerpt:
“Shit!” Josiah immediately holsters his gun, wraps one hand around Rafe’s shoulder and spins him around until they’re face to face. Anger flares through him, anger at himself for not recognizing the other male sooner, anger at Rafe for not being where he was supposed to be in the first place. It all comes spilling out of him before he can think twice about it.
“What in the fuck were you doing? What in the hell possessed you to leave the apartment? I’ve seen your test scores, Zweil, so you’ve got no excuse for acting like a fucking idiot!”
Josiah shakes Rafe hard once before letting go of the submissive as if burned. Raking a hand through his blond hair he stalks towards the nearest switch and turns the dial all the way up until the apartment is flooded with light. In the now bright room he can see Rafe’s face clearly, can see an anger that matches his own rising up in the man, which is at odds with the mostly meek behavior he’s shown to Josiah since they’ve been together.
“I wasn’t aware that I was a prisoner, Marx, or that you’re apparently my warden. Although I suppose that was a foolish assumption to make. After all a cage is still a cage even if the bars are pretty this time around.”
“Damn it all to hell, Rafe, that’s not what I meant and you fucking know it!”
“Are you sure about that, Josiah? Do you really not want to keep me locked away, hidden from the outside world like every-fucking-body else seems to?”
Josiah has no control over himself as he lunges forward, buries one hand in Rafe’s silky hair and yanks the submissive forward. Their lips meet harshly, all teeth and no finesse and Josiah runs his tongue roughly along the seam of Rafe’s mouth, a pleased growl rumbling in his chest when the he opens for him. Josiah sweeps inside, his tongue tangling hotly with Rafe’s even as he begins to crowd the submissive against the nearest wall.
They fit together perfectly, the long lean plains of Rafe’s body slotting into the more thickly muscled valleys of Josiah’s as if they’d been carved from the same single piece of stone, broken and divided and only now reunited. Josiah groans low in his throat at the feel of Rafe pressed against him and his cock hardens instantly at the combined sensations of touch and taste. Rafe echoes his groan and the sound of pleasure from the submissive doubles Josiah’s arousal, making him helpless to do anything but press closer, driving their bodies together and Rafe further against the wall.
Their tongues slide against and around each other, spit slick and eager to taste, to consume one another. Josiah knew it would be like this, knew it would be perfect and all-consuming the moment he laid eyes on Rafe. His hand loosens its tight grip in Rafe’s hair and slides slowly through the cool, thick locks to curl firmly around the back of the submissive’s neck, unable to control the impulse to completely dominate the other male. Rafe breaks the kiss, gasping for air and moaning openly as his head tips back, pressing deeper into the grip on his neck and exposing his throat and collar to Josiah’s hungry gaze.
It’s an instinctual move, the desire to show off for a dominant, the urge to entice a fitting and worthy partner with his unclaimed status, and the sight of it has Josiah practically snarling in victory. Rafe wants him as well, wants to be claimed on some level as much as Josiah wants to be the one doing the claiming. If he didn’t, if their desires didn’t match to some degree, Rafe would not respond so beautifully, would not be showing off his collar and trying to entice Josiah into claiming him.
His hand tightens slightly, as his head dips down until he can taste Rafe’s neck, can rack teeth and tongue across the tempting expanse, and suck tiny bruises into the vulnerable skin. He runs his tongue across the smooth surface of the collar, tongue flirting with the inlaid rubies and dragging lightly across the sensitive area where silver meets skin. Rafe bucks against him and Josiah tightens his hand in reprimand, pleased and aroused when he can actually feel Rafe’s knees weaken at the silent command even as the submissive obeys and stills.
Josiah pulls himself away from the mesmerizing taste and feel of Rafe, dragging his lips and tongue up across the exposed side of his neck so that he can whisper hotly in the submissive’s ear.
“Such a good boy, Rafe, such a sweet, beautiful boy. You were made to be ruled, made for me to own.”
He claims Rafe’s mouth in another searing kiss, reveling in the breathless gasp and shaky moan it prompts.
“You’ll be so pretty for me, won’t you? So sweet and delicious when I have you begging, wanting what only I can give you. I can’t wait to have you bare and spread open before me.”
Rafe shudders, a full body tremor that Josiah can feel perfectly, and it goes straight to his cock. He urges Rafe’s arms above his head with his free hand before grasping them both tightly and pinning them back against the wall. He feels Rafe go still against him, the tiny, almost unnoticed rocking of his hips stopping abruptly, but it doesn’t really register with him, doesn’t penetrate the fog of lust and need that’s slowly taking him over.
“P-Please, Josiah.”
The plea comes out quietly, almost too quietly, and when Josiah hears it he takes it as a plea for more, more touch, more sensation. Just more. So he rocks his body against Rafe’s again as he mouths at the sensitive skin behind his ear. He loves the feel of his cock rubbing against the submissive’s, even muted as it is by the multiple layers of leather and cloth. It’s a heady feeling, something he wants more of even though it’s enough to drive him mad. He wants Rafe bare, wants to feel all of that silky skin against his own as he takes the other man down and apart.
“Oh the things I’ll make you do. I’ll make you love me and what I can give you.”
Find Rebecca online!
Evernight Publisher
Blog
Amazon
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Wednesday, June 27, 2012
News, News, News!
Feels like it's been ages since I posted.
(OK, OK, it has been awhile. I suck.)
Been busy as ever with the day job. Eats up more and more of my time these days. But I did manage to squeak out a little m/m short story for an Evernight Publishing Anthology, which was accepted. So, Hell's Yeah!
Jay's Addiction will be in the Lover, Unexpected Anthology, Manlove Edition, due out this August.
I even have sexy new cover art to share!
Best friends make the best lovers? Indeed they do. There’s nothing more exciting than discovering that the person you already share everything with is the one you want sharing your bed.
Join us for ten tales of sexy and decadent discoveries as these gloriously hot men find all the love, lust and orgasmic delight they could ever want—closer than they expected.
I'm waiting to dive into edits, and so excited to be a part of this anthology! Such great author company I'm in!
Will share more when I can!
Christle
(OK, OK, it has been awhile. I suck.)
Been busy as ever with the day job. Eats up more and more of my time these days. But I did manage to squeak out a little m/m short story for an Evernight Publishing Anthology, which was accepted. So, Hell's Yeah!
Jay's Addiction will be in the Lover, Unexpected Anthology, Manlove Edition, due out this August.
I even have sexy new cover art to share!
Best friends make the best lovers? Indeed they do. There’s nothing more exciting than discovering that the person you already share everything with is the one you want sharing your bed.
Join us for ten tales of sexy and decadent discoveries as these gloriously hot men find all the love, lust and orgasmic delight they could ever want—closer than they expected.
I'm waiting to dive into edits, and so excited to be a part of this anthology! Such great author company I'm in!
Will share more when I can!
Christle
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
New Release!
It's here! My first m/m release, courtesy of Evernight Publishing!
Burb:
Aleyin Hartwick hasn’t had it easy. Not just because he’s gay. Or that his family is flamboyantly and openly Wiccan. He’s an empath. Aleyin can sense people’s emotions and even see the strong ones as colorful auras. Makes fitting in all but impossible, and all he wants to do is escape.
Finally breaking free from his new age family, Aleyin encounters a man at a local night club that pulses with a mixture of colors and emotions that leave him breathless, confused, and extremely aroused, effectively turning his quest for a normal life upside down.
Will the approaching spring equinox bring the new beginning Aleyin’s been searching for? Or question everything he’s ever believed instead?
Excerpt:
As my gaze touched the far corner of the room, I caught a brief glimpse of color, a deep blue tinged with burgundy that I’d never seen before. The aura was larger than others I’d seen, and it pulsed in a steady rhythm that matched the loud music in the club. Confused but interested, I sat up straighter on the bar stool, and squinted my eyes to see better through the poorly lit interior. A slender woman moved aside and revealed a decidedly male outline under the indigo halo.
Breath stalled in my chest as my gaze roved over his silhouette. He was tall, even taller than my six feet. He leaned casually against the wall, the black t-shirt showing every carved line of muscle on his chest. His dark jeans appeared painted on. Not even a breath would fit between him and the fabric. Raven colored hair was pulled back from his face in a ponytail, which accentuated his sharp cheekbones and aquiline nose. His face was in shadow, so I couldn’t tell what color his eyes were. Longing for that information made me lean forward a little.
The indigo cloud around his head pulsated as his gaze roved over the people on the dance floor. He almost looked bored, but understated tension still oozed from his seemingly casual stance. I licked my suddenly dry lips and slowly eased back my mental block as I focused on the hot stranger. His color intrigued me, and I wanted to know what it was he was feeling.
I was unprepared for the hard slap of sensation that hit me. A need so intense it made my eyes sting filled every part of me with white fire. The fire moved within me, almost alive in the way it writhed inside, sending wave after wave of desire to every nerve ending I had. My cock jerked inside my jeans, suddenly engorged and pushing against the zipper painfully. My heart rate doubled, and the air in the bar thickened until it was difficult to breathe. I gasped and stifled a moan.
Across the room, the stranger’s head snapped up, and he straightened, all ease gone from his stature. He lifted his chin, nostrils flared in my direction. The dark blue hovering around him deepened to a more purple color, the shade of burgundy still tingeing the edges. Now out of shadow, I could see that his eyes were ebony, and his gaze locked with mine as he scented the air again.
Another wave of emotion washed over me, and I shuddered. I rubbed my throbbing cock through the denim of my pants, unable to control the feelings hitting me in their relentless assault on my senses. I closed my eyes and imagined it was his hand running over my sensitive flesh.
Available from Evernight Publishing!
Burb:
Aleyin Hartwick hasn’t had it easy. Not just because he’s gay. Or that his family is flamboyantly and openly Wiccan. He’s an empath. Aleyin can sense people’s emotions and even see the strong ones as colorful auras. Makes fitting in all but impossible, and all he wants to do is escape.
Finally breaking free from his new age family, Aleyin encounters a man at a local night club that pulses with a mixture of colors and emotions that leave him breathless, confused, and extremely aroused, effectively turning his quest for a normal life upside down.
Will the approaching spring equinox bring the new beginning Aleyin’s been searching for? Or question everything he’s ever believed instead?
Excerpt:
As my gaze touched the far corner of the room, I caught a brief glimpse of color, a deep blue tinged with burgundy that I’d never seen before. The aura was larger than others I’d seen, and it pulsed in a steady rhythm that matched the loud music in the club. Confused but interested, I sat up straighter on the bar stool, and squinted my eyes to see better through the poorly lit interior. A slender woman moved aside and revealed a decidedly male outline under the indigo halo.
Breath stalled in my chest as my gaze roved over his silhouette. He was tall, even taller than my six feet. He leaned casually against the wall, the black t-shirt showing every carved line of muscle on his chest. His dark jeans appeared painted on. Not even a breath would fit between him and the fabric. Raven colored hair was pulled back from his face in a ponytail, which accentuated his sharp cheekbones and aquiline nose. His face was in shadow, so I couldn’t tell what color his eyes were. Longing for that information made me lean forward a little.
The indigo cloud around his head pulsated as his gaze roved over the people on the dance floor. He almost looked bored, but understated tension still oozed from his seemingly casual stance. I licked my suddenly dry lips and slowly eased back my mental block as I focused on the hot stranger. His color intrigued me, and I wanted to know what it was he was feeling.
I was unprepared for the hard slap of sensation that hit me. A need so intense it made my eyes sting filled every part of me with white fire. The fire moved within me, almost alive in the way it writhed inside, sending wave after wave of desire to every nerve ending I had. My cock jerked inside my jeans, suddenly engorged and pushing against the zipper painfully. My heart rate doubled, and the air in the bar thickened until it was difficult to breathe. I gasped and stifled a moan.
Across the room, the stranger’s head snapped up, and he straightened, all ease gone from his stature. He lifted his chin, nostrils flared in my direction. The dark blue hovering around him deepened to a more purple color, the shade of burgundy still tingeing the edges. Now out of shadow, I could see that his eyes were ebony, and his gaze locked with mine as he scented the air again.
Another wave of emotion washed over me, and I shuddered. I rubbed my throbbing cock through the denim of my pants, unable to control the feelings hitting me in their relentless assault on my senses. I closed my eyes and imagined it was his hand running over my sensitive flesh.
Available from Evernight Publishing!
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday - The Color of Hunger
It's my first Six Sentence Sunday post! Up today, my upcoming erotic m/m release from Evernight Publishing, called The Color of Hunger.
Blurb:
Aleyin Hartwick hasn’t had it easy. Not just because he’s gay. Or that his family is flamboyantly and openly Wiccan. He’s an empath. Aleyin can sense people’s emotions and even see the strong ones as colorful auras. Makes fitting in all but impossible, and all he wants to do is escape. Finally breaking free from his new age family, Aleyin encounters a man at a local night club that pulses with a mixture of colors and emotions that leave him breathless, confused, and extremely aroused, effectively turning his quest for a normal life upside down. Will the approaching spring equinox bring the new beginning Aleyin’s been searching for? Or question everything he’s ever believed instead?
Six Sentence Excerpt:
I was unprepared for the hard slap of sensation that hit me. A need so intense it made my eyes sting filled every part of me with white fire. The fire moved within me, almost alive in the way it writhed inside, sending wave after wave of desire to every nerve ending I had. My cock jerked inside my jeans, suddenly engorged and pushing against the zipper painfully. My heart rate doubled, and the air in the bar thickened until it was difficult to breathe. I gasped and stifled a moan.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Cover Art!
Got my first round of edits for my HOT m/m story coming soon from Evernight Publishing, and then got my AMAZING cover art! Had to share the Hunk-A-Palooza!
Been working hard on edits, but it's awesome to see things start to come together! I'm even on Evernight's "Coming Soon" page!
SQUEE!
Been working hard on edits, but it's awesome to see things start to come together! I'm even on Evernight's "Coming Soon" page!
SQUEE!
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
New Contract!
Been working hard, trying to fit in writing time with day-job time and hubby time. But now we have a payoff!
My first m/m romance has been accepted for publication by Evernight Publishing!
YAY!
It's called The Color of Hunger, and I'm beyond excited that I get to share it with the world!
Tentatively slated as a summer release, I'll be sure to keep you all posted!
My first m/m romance has been accepted for publication by Evernight Publishing!
YAY!
It's called The Color of Hunger, and I'm beyond excited that I get to share it with the world!
Tentatively slated as a summer release, I'll be sure to keep you all posted!
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