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February 19, 2014
Drawing Straws: Erik now out!
This is the first book of a new series with Resplendence. There will be four altogether – one for each guy in the foursome.
Damon, Erik, Joe, and Tork graduated together from the police academy. Though they’ve found their niches in different departments, they’ve kept a tradition alive that brings them together four times a year.
The four men meet at Erik’s secluded cabin for a long weekend and draw straws for which of them is going to be the sub. This fall, Erik draws the short straw for the first time in a couple of years, and the other three men can’t wait to play Dom to Erik’s sub.
Will the weekend go as planned or are the men beginning to tire of the fun and games?
You can find it here.
“Erik…What happened to your belly, man?” Damon looked up. “You get stabbed?”
That put an end to the kiss, and Tork stepped back, looking for himself. There was a new scar, deep and still a dark red, but healed over. Damn. Erik would have said, though, if it put him out of play for being sub—he knew they’d kill him if he endangered himself by not saying anything.
“It’s nothing. A nick.”
Joe snorted. “How many stitches?”
“Fifteen.”
“Took twenty-four when McManus got my thigh.” Joe looked like he was about to pull his pants down to show them the scar, as if they hadn’t already all seen it. As if they hadn’t torn Joe down and put him back together again the first time he’d subbed for them after it had happened.
“Bullet,” Tork reminded them, pointing to his shoulder.
“I have carpal tunnel.”
They all looked at Damon. Tork burst out laughing and the others followed. Erik reached down, scooped Damon up and kissed the man, hard.
“Come on. Bedroom.” Tork was focused. He and Joe pushed and pulled, getting their lovers down the hall.
The bedroom was huge—not as big as the locked playroom upstairs, but still, big enough for the four of them, big enough to start. The California King sized bed fit them all—barely—but it did fit them, and hell, they appreciated having to be close when it came time to sleep.
Tork pushed Erik and Damon down, the fuckers still playing tonsil-hockey, and he lay on top of Erik’s solid body, invading the kiss like he was the damn Viking.
Joe started stripping, quiet, quick, his fierce gaze like a laser. Damon turned to watch, licking his lips noisily.
Then Damon turned to Tork. “Your turn, stud.”
Tork let Damon work at his clothes, breaking his kiss off with Erik to give Damon a quick, hard buss on the lips for his trouble. Damon kissed him back, then turned that hungry kiss on Erik.
“Dibs on his ass first.” Joe was already completely naked.
Tork nodded. He could live with that. “Your beautiful mouth is mine, Erik.”
“I get to play with your prick, E, but no coming. None.”
Tork had to grin. Damon was the quiet one, but Jesus, the man was fierce. Fierce and creative.
“We’re going to take care of you, man.” They were going to blow Erik’s mind.
Tork couldn’t wait to get started.
Damon, Erik, Joe, and Tork graduated together from the police academy. Though they’ve found their niches in different departments, they’ve kept a tradition alive that brings them together four times a year.
The four men meet at Erik’s secluded cabin for a long weekend and draw straws for which of them is going to be the sub. This fall, Erik draws the short straw for the first time in a couple of years, and the other three men can’t wait to play Dom to Erik’s sub.
Will the weekend go as planned or are the men beginning to tire of the fun and games?
You can find it here.
“Erik…What happened to your belly, man?” Damon looked up. “You get stabbed?”
That put an end to the kiss, and Tork stepped back, looking for himself. There was a new scar, deep and still a dark red, but healed over. Damn. Erik would have said, though, if it put him out of play for being sub—he knew they’d kill him if he endangered himself by not saying anything.
“It’s nothing. A nick.”
Joe snorted. “How many stitches?”
“Fifteen.”
“Took twenty-four when McManus got my thigh.” Joe looked like he was about to pull his pants down to show them the scar, as if they hadn’t already all seen it. As if they hadn’t torn Joe down and put him back together again the first time he’d subbed for them after it had happened.
“Bullet,” Tork reminded them, pointing to his shoulder.
“I have carpal tunnel.”
They all looked at Damon. Tork burst out laughing and the others followed. Erik reached down, scooped Damon up and kissed the man, hard.
“Come on. Bedroom.” Tork was focused. He and Joe pushed and pulled, getting their lovers down the hall.
The bedroom was huge—not as big as the locked playroom upstairs, but still, big enough for the four of them, big enough to start. The California King sized bed fit them all—barely—but it did fit them, and hell, they appreciated having to be close when it came time to sleep.
Tork pushed Erik and Damon down, the fuckers still playing tonsil-hockey, and he lay on top of Erik’s solid body, invading the kiss like he was the damn Viking.
Joe started stripping, quiet, quick, his fierce gaze like a laser. Damon turned to watch, licking his lips noisily.
Then Damon turned to Tork. “Your turn, stud.”
Tork let Damon work at his clothes, breaking his kiss off with Erik to give Damon a quick, hard buss on the lips for his trouble. Damon kissed him back, then turned that hungry kiss on Erik.
“Dibs on his ass first.” Joe was already completely naked.
Tork nodded. He could live with that. “Your beautiful mouth is mine, Erik.”
“I get to play with your prick, E, but no coming. None.”
Tork had to grin. Damon was the quiet one, but Jesus, the man was fierce. Fierce and creative.
“We’re going to take care of you, man.” They were going to blow Erik’s mind.
Tork couldn’t wait to get started.
Brush and Whip now out!
My first story with Ellora’s Cave is now available! Brush and Whip is the first of the Kennel Klub series of books. I’m currently working on a new pair for the next one.
The Kennel Klub takes pride in matching dominant shifters with the perfect mates.
Theo is looking for just that—someone to pleasure, to love, to take care of. Having dealt with tremendous personal losses, Theo uses his human form as a shield. No one can hurt him if he’s human.
Drew hasn’t shifted in more than a year. After spending his life serving a cruel alpha, he was cast aside. Drew has found that it’s easier to protect himself if he’s a wolf. A sub at heart, Drew is apprehensive at the concept of losing control. But as Theo arouses deep needs in Drew, he’ll learn that ceding his will is just the beginning of this erotic battle.
The Kennel Klub: Brush and Whip is available here: http://www.ellorascave.com/brush-and-whip.html
“You’re safe,” he reminded Drew, holding the man’s head with one hand, the other moving water through the long hair.
“I don’t… It’s hard to--” Drew yelped, but didn’t struggle.
“You’ll learn to trust,” he assured Drew. It would be one of their biggest tasks. Drew nodded, panted, eyes glowing. Once the long hair was clean of soap, he let Drew back up again, let the pup lean against his chest.
“Is this okay?” Drew held himself up until Theo nodded, then the pup’s heavy weight rested on him. He slid his hands around the rangy body again, exploring with a little more intent this time. He wanted to know every inch, every bit of Drew’s body, what made him need, want. He slid his hands along the insides of Drew’s thighs, slowly working his way up to his pup’s balls, until the softest rumble sounded. He kept moving upward until he found the soft sacs with their delicate load.
Drew tensed, heart slamming in his chest. He knew the pup was about to run.
“You’re mine,” he reminded Drew, hands rolling the tender balls.
“Those are mine.” That was a deep growl.
“I do believe they are now mine.” He kept his touch gentle, careful.
Drew shook, the rumbles bubbling in the pup’s chest, so he slid his hand up, circling the long shaft. His pup was half-hard, cock heavy in his palm, and he jacked it, his fingers loose for now. Drew moved, breathing in time with his touches, and he took that as his clue to slide his lips over Drew’s neck, sucking at his pup’s skin. Drew shuddered, hands opening and closing, deep sounds building.
“You going to come for me, pup.”
Drew shook his head.
He chuckled. “Yes, pup. You are.” He was going to make Drew come, and then he was going to sink his teeth into his pup, leave his mark. “You’re gonna spray, those balls are gonna let loose. For me.”
Drew keened softly, legs moving idly in the water. “Not.”
“Are,” he insisted, tightening his hold, thumb flicking he top of Drew’s cock until Drew’s body shuddered, knees drawing up. “You see? Your body recognizes me already.”
“That…” Oh, someone was deliciously sensitive there.
As he continued to play with Drew’s cock head, the water keeping things wet and easy, he reached for the little asshole with his other hand, fingers dancing across it. Drew jerked and yelped, head falling back and baring the pale throat. His mouth immediately closed over the exposed flesh, his fingers more serious at that tight hole now. Driving between his touches, Drew swallowed, fingers scrabbling at his arms.
“I’ve got you, pup.” Drew had to learn to trust him. With all of himself. With everything.
The Kennel Klub takes pride in matching dominant shifters with the perfect mates.
Theo is looking for just that—someone to pleasure, to love, to take care of. Having dealt with tremendous personal losses, Theo uses his human form as a shield. No one can hurt him if he’s human.
Drew hasn’t shifted in more than a year. After spending his life serving a cruel alpha, he was cast aside. Drew has found that it’s easier to protect himself if he’s a wolf. A sub at heart, Drew is apprehensive at the concept of losing control. But as Theo arouses deep needs in Drew, he’ll learn that ceding his will is just the beginning of this erotic battle.
The Kennel Klub: Brush and Whip is available here: http://www.ellorascave.com/brush-and-whip.html
“You’re safe,” he reminded Drew, holding the man’s head with one hand, the other moving water through the long hair.
“I don’t… It’s hard to--” Drew yelped, but didn’t struggle.
“You’ll learn to trust,” he assured Drew. It would be one of their biggest tasks. Drew nodded, panted, eyes glowing. Once the long hair was clean of soap, he let Drew back up again, let the pup lean against his chest.
“Is this okay?” Drew held himself up until Theo nodded, then the pup’s heavy weight rested on him. He slid his hands around the rangy body again, exploring with a little more intent this time. He wanted to know every inch, every bit of Drew’s body, what made him need, want. He slid his hands along the insides of Drew’s thighs, slowly working his way up to his pup’s balls, until the softest rumble sounded. He kept moving upward until he found the soft sacs with their delicate load.
Drew tensed, heart slamming in his chest. He knew the pup was about to run.
“You’re mine,” he reminded Drew, hands rolling the tender balls.
“Those are mine.” That was a deep growl.
“I do believe they are now mine.” He kept his touch gentle, careful.
Drew shook, the rumbles bubbling in the pup’s chest, so he slid his hand up, circling the long shaft. His pup was half-hard, cock heavy in his palm, and he jacked it, his fingers loose for now. Drew moved, breathing in time with his touches, and he took that as his clue to slide his lips over Drew’s neck, sucking at his pup’s skin. Drew shuddered, hands opening and closing, deep sounds building.
“You going to come for me, pup.”
Drew shook his head.
He chuckled. “Yes, pup. You are.” He was going to make Drew come, and then he was going to sink his teeth into his pup, leave his mark. “You’re gonna spray, those balls are gonna let loose. For me.”
Drew keened softly, legs moving idly in the water. “Not.”
“Are,” he insisted, tightening his hold, thumb flicking he top of Drew’s cock until Drew’s body shuddered, knees drawing up. “You see? Your body recognizes me already.”
“That…” Oh, someone was deliciously sensitive there.
As he continued to play with Drew’s cock head, the water keeping things wet and easy, he reached for the little asshole with his other hand, fingers dancing across it. Drew jerked and yelped, head falling back and baring the pale throat. His mouth immediately closed over the exposed flesh, his fingers more serious at that tight hole now. Driving between his touches, Drew swallowed, fingers scrabbling at his arms.
“I’ve got you, pup.” Drew had to learn to trust him. With all of himself. With everything.
The Briar Rose: Controlling Parker now out!
The second book in the Briar Rose series is out today!
Matt and Adam from Sold, a Hammer novel, are back once again at the Briar Rose, their BDSM B&B. This time their guests are lovers and Dom/sub pair Gaston and Parker who need their help reaching a goal.
A committed pair in the BDSM lifestyle, Gaston and Parker have been together for six years. Parker works hard to be the best sub he can be, to be worthy of Gaston, but try as he has, he can’t come on command without a touch to his cock and he knows it’s totally his fault.
Booking a week at the Briar Rose, Gaston is hoping that between a week away from home with no other distractions, and help from Matt and Adam, he and Parker will be able to achieve their goal – together.
Will Gaston be able to overcome Parker’s insecurities or will they have to let this particular aspect of their play go?
Controlling Parker is available here. (and Hoarse Play is here at 20%.)
"I'm gonna make you fly, lovely."
"Yes, Master. Please. For you."
"Yes." He made his decision. Up against the tile, here in the shower. He turned his lover, face to the tile, rubbing that fine ass. "Are you ready for me, lovely?"
"I ready myself for you every morning, Master."
"I know." He loved hearing it from Adam, though. "What did you do this morning?"
"I slicked the long, thin dildo, Master, and I fucked myself with it until I was hard and ready for you."
Groaning, he pressed his cock against Adam's hole. "What did you think of while you were fucking yourself?"
"I thought of you, of sucking your cock, of the way you give me what I need. Of the way you fill me, mind and soul and body."
Moaning now, he pushed into Adam, his lover's body spreading open for him. "My wicked sub, always needing."
"Always."
"Thank God." He sank in all the way, gasping as Adam's hot body closed over him.
Adam's hole clenched, working his prick, squeezing him tight. Leaning his head against Adam's shoulder, he groaned. His incredibly perfect sub. Matt pulled back, pressed in deep again. His hand crept around to grab up Adam's cock so he could jack it in time with his thrusts.
"Oh. Oh, Master." Adam hummed, so happy.
Moaning, he wrapped his lips around the skin at Adam's neck where it joined the shoulder. He sucked as he moved, increasing the sensations. Adam rocked happily, riding back against him, rubbing.
Moving faster, he shifted enough to find Adam's gland. He heard the low cry when he found it, deep and needy. He stayed right there, pushing into Adam again and again. His lover was right with him, focused, wanton, offering up wild sounds. They moved together like they were one, hand and glove, so good. It was so easy to lose himself in Adam, in the pleasure and rhythm.
He breathed in deeply against Adam's neck; his lovely smelled so good. Natural. Male. Delicious.
Moaning, he sped his movements even more, chasing the pleasure. Adam cried out for him, the sound bouncing off the tile.
He wrapped his hand around Adam's prick. "Enjoy this, lovely."
"Always. Forever."
Matt and Adam from Sold, a Hammer novel, are back once again at the Briar Rose, their BDSM B&B. This time their guests are lovers and Dom/sub pair Gaston and Parker who need their help reaching a goal.
A committed pair in the BDSM lifestyle, Gaston and Parker have been together for six years. Parker works hard to be the best sub he can be, to be worthy of Gaston, but try as he has, he can’t come on command without a touch to his cock and he knows it’s totally his fault.
Booking a week at the Briar Rose, Gaston is hoping that between a week away from home with no other distractions, and help from Matt and Adam, he and Parker will be able to achieve their goal – together.
Will Gaston be able to overcome Parker’s insecurities or will they have to let this particular aspect of their play go?
Controlling Parker is available here. (and Hoarse Play is here at 20%.)
"I'm gonna make you fly, lovely."
"Yes, Master. Please. For you."
"Yes." He made his decision. Up against the tile, here in the shower. He turned his lover, face to the tile, rubbing that fine ass. "Are you ready for me, lovely?"
"I ready myself for you every morning, Master."
"I know." He loved hearing it from Adam, though. "What did you do this morning?"
"I slicked the long, thin dildo, Master, and I fucked myself with it until I was hard and ready for you."
Groaning, he pressed his cock against Adam's hole. "What did you think of while you were fucking yourself?"
"I thought of you, of sucking your cock, of the way you give me what I need. Of the way you fill me, mind and soul and body."
Moaning now, he pushed into Adam, his lover's body spreading open for him. "My wicked sub, always needing."
"Always."
"Thank God." He sank in all the way, gasping as Adam's hot body closed over him.
Adam's hole clenched, working his prick, squeezing him tight. Leaning his head against Adam's shoulder, he groaned. His incredibly perfect sub. Matt pulled back, pressed in deep again. His hand crept around to grab up Adam's cock so he could jack it in time with his thrusts.
"Oh. Oh, Master." Adam hummed, so happy.
Moaning, he wrapped his lips around the skin at Adam's neck where it joined the shoulder. He sucked as he moved, increasing the sensations. Adam rocked happily, riding back against him, rubbing.
Moving faster, he shifted enough to find Adam's gland. He heard the low cry when he found it, deep and needy. He stayed right there, pushing into Adam again and again. His lover was right with him, focused, wanton, offering up wild sounds. They moved together like they were one, hand and glove, so good. It was so easy to lose himself in Adam, in the pleasure and rhythm.
He breathed in deeply against Adam's neck; his lovely smelled so good. Natural. Male. Delicious.
Moaning, he sped his movements even more, chasing the pleasure. Adam cried out for him, the sound bouncing off the tile.
He wrapped his hand around Adam's prick. "Enjoy this, lovely."
"Always. Forever."
February 18, 2014
Tueday is movie day
Well, the plan is to talk about a movie every Tuesday. That's the plan anyway ;)
The World's End
For Gary King (Simon Pegg) and Andy Knightley (Nick Frost) it was supposed to be the ultimate reunion - one night, five friends, twelve bars. A boozy quest to the ‘Worlds End’ pub on which only the strongest will survive. Having the time of their lives, they’re ready to take on the world.. but tonight they might just have to save it. From the creators of ‘Shaun of the Dead’ and ‘Hot Fuzz’ comes a wildly entertaining thrill ride of outrageous humour and explosive action that will raise a glass to the apocalypse.
While I haven't seen Hot Fuzz yet, I quite enjoyed Shaun of the Dead and Paul, so i had high hopes for this movie. I was not disappointed. I was laughing form the start, Gary King such an over the top character (who was trying to be over the top, so it came off as real). This movie is full of the quirky sense of humour that I love and I recommend it to anyone looking for something off beat and strange at times. Plus, who doesn't love a movie featuring twelve pubs with the most wonderful names?
The World's End
For Gary King (Simon Pegg) and Andy Knightley (Nick Frost) it was supposed to be the ultimate reunion - one night, five friends, twelve bars. A boozy quest to the ‘Worlds End’ pub on which only the strongest will survive. Having the time of their lives, they’re ready to take on the world.. but tonight they might just have to save it. From the creators of ‘Shaun of the Dead’ and ‘Hot Fuzz’ comes a wildly entertaining thrill ride of outrageous humour and explosive action that will raise a glass to the apocalypse.
While I haven't seen Hot Fuzz yet, I quite enjoyed Shaun of the Dead and Paul, so i had high hopes for this movie. I was not disappointed. I was laughing form the start, Gary King such an over the top character (who was trying to be over the top, so it came off as real). This movie is full of the quirky sense of humour that I love and I recommend it to anyone looking for something off beat and strange at times. Plus, who doesn't love a movie featuring twelve pubs with the most wonderful names?
February 17, 2014
My God It's Monday - cover edition
I have three books coming out on Wednesday February 19! Here are their covers:
Controlling Parker is the second Briar Rose book and will be out on Wednesday at Torquere Press.
Brush and Whip is the first book in the Kennel Klub series, and my first book with Ellora's Cave!
Drawing Straws: Erik is the first book in a new four book series from Resplendence Publishing.
Also, I did an interview over on Kate Hill's blog today, and I'll be posting to the Amber Quill blog about Serving Mr. Right, which came out yesterday.
Controlling Parker is the second Briar Rose book and will be out on Wednesday at Torquere Press.
Brush and Whip is the first book in the Kennel Klub series, and my first book with Ellora's Cave!
Drawing Straws: Erik is the first book in a new four book series from Resplendence Publishing.
Also, I did an interview over on Kate Hill's blog today, and I'll be posting to the Amber Quill blog about Serving Mr. Right, which came out yesterday.
February 16, 2014
Serving Mr. Right now out!
Ten years ago, Finn walked away from Tone and the BDSM lifestyle. It was a bad break-up, and while Tone hasn’t been able to find anyone else, he likes to tell himself he hasn’t given Finn a second thought.
Now the chef/owner of Decadence, one of the most exclusive restaurants in town, Finn is a changed man. When he discovers Tone is a guest at his establishment, he can’t help but moon a bit over the one he pushed away. He knows he at least owes Tone an apology, and arranges a meeting.
Tone instantly realizes he’s not really over Finn, but can he believe that the man has changed? Or would a reconciliation simply lead to even more heartache?
You can buy it here.
There's an excerpt there as well, but I've also put a naughty one
Tony smiled down at him and his belly tightened. “Come on into my parlor.”
“Are you the spider or the fly?”
“Oh, baby, you know I’m the spider.”
Baby. Oh, God. That was still so hot. So good. “Yeah, yeah, I know.”
Tony led him in. “We’re skipping the tour. You can see the place tomorrow.”
“Works for me.” He could explore on his own.
They went upstairs and into a large bedroom that boasted a king-sized bed. It was leather and navy, masculine and solid.
Tony didn’t give him a whole lot of time to look, the man kissing him just like that. He stepped into the curve of Tony’s body, moaning at the firm pressure. Tony was as solid as he remembered, maybe more so, and the man could kiss like no one he’d ever known.
One strong, square hand cupped the back of his head, tilting him back. Tony’s other hand drifted down his back to cup his ass. His hips rocked back, pushed into that touch.
“Eager man.”
“It’s been a while, Tony. Years.”
“It wasn’t a complaint, baby.”
“Oh.” Finn chuckled. He was more nervous than he’d thought he’d be.
Tony kissed him again, then stepped back far enough to start undressing him. He wasn’t as thin as he’d been back then, wasn’t waifish anymore. He’d grown up, filled out. Hopefully, Tony liked it.
Tony got his shirt off and the big hands lingered on his skin. “Mmm. Looking good, Finn.”
Oh. Oh, thank God.
Tony’s fingers brushed across his nipples. The rings were gone, but the memory of the games they’d played made him moan.
“Someone’s looking awfully bare.”
“Hmm? The rings? I had a boyfriend who thought they were tacky.”
“What a small-minded jackass.”
Finn cackled, clapped his hands. “Yes! Yes, I think that might have been the last thing I ever called him.”
Grinning, Toby flicked both his nipples together, thumbs firm, the nails managing to just catch them.
“Fuck.” His teeth snapped together, his hips rocked forward. Oh, Tony remembered.
“Some things never change,” Tony murmured.
“Can’t help it. It’s still hot.”
“You’re still hot. You make me need, make me want to do things to you to make you scream.”
The words made Finn’s entire body ache. Oh, fuck. That was one hell of a promise.
Tony’s lips pressed against his, storming his mouth, and he opened, wanting everything Tony was willing to give.
His jeans were opened, pushed down his hips, Tony’s hands rough, eager. His cock was aching, full, the ring at the tip wet. Growling, Tony got him naked, then touched his jewelry.
“He didn’t think this one was tacky?” Tony asked.
“He hated it. I took it out while we dated. You know how it gets me off.”
“He really was a jackass, baby. You deserve someone better than that.”
“He was and I totally did. We didn’t last long.”
“Doesn’t matter anyway. Because he’s not here tonight and I am.” Tony wrapped his lips around Finn’s throat, sucking up a mark.
He let his head fall back, gave Tony access. Tony’s teeth scraped across the spot, sending lightning through his body.
“Fuck, yes.” Finn went up on his tiptoes, rubbing all along Tony’s body.
“Get me naked so I can fuck you, baby.”
Almost Available at Totally Bound!
Almost, from the Stand to Attention anthology, is now available for download on its own from Totally Bound!
Hammer let Lane drive him away, but now he’s determined to make Lane the one who almost got away.
Lane lost his legs while saving his unit overseas. It’s been two years and he’s doing his best to come to terms with things, including the fact that he dumped his lover to free the man up from being stuck with a gimp for the rest of his life. Luckily, Lane inherited his Gramps’ cottage—it just needs some renovations to make it wheelchair friendly. He’s determined to make the best of what he’s got.
Hammer was one of the men Lane saved…and his lover while they were in the Army together. He let Lane drive him away back when the man first got hurt, but now he’s hunting Lane, determined to make Lane the one who almost got away. Will Lane be able to see past his injuries far enough to realise Hammer’s in it for the long haul?
February 14, 2014
A little Valentine's Day love, Hammer Club style
Jim looked at Tanny, at the custom candy molds, at the kitchen. "Are you sure?"
Tanny grinned wide, nodded. "It's the perfect gift, honey! I promise!"
He wasn't sure, but Jim thought, maybe, chocolate butt plugs were Valentine's Day disasters looking for a place to happen.
***
Marcus delivered his box of Valentine’s Day favors to Xavier: 200 mini cat 'o nine tails with little leather roses at the end. They’d taken forever to do, but they were going to be the best party favors ever given out.
For himself, he was asking for a hand massage from his baby for Valentine's Day this year. After all, nothing could top the marriage proposal he'd received last year.
Tanny grinned wide, nodded. "It's the perfect gift, honey! I promise!"
He wasn't sure, but Jim thought, maybe, chocolate butt plugs were Valentine's Day disasters looking for a place to happen.
***
Marcus delivered his box of Valentine’s Day favors to Xavier: 200 mini cat 'o nine tails with little leather roses at the end. They’d taken forever to do, but they were going to be the best party favors ever given out.
For himself, he was asking for a hand massage from his baby for Valentine's Day this year. After all, nothing could top the marriage proposal he'd received last year.
February 13, 2014
Not sure where this week went
I'm really not sure where this week went, except that I've got my head down a fair bit as I have a number of deadlines coming up fast.
Been a cold but not very snowy week here. I'm hoping for a touch warmer and more snow soon :)
I'm over on the Romance for the Rest of Us blog today, running a contest and talking about Controlling Parker, which comes out next week.
Lots of releases over the next week, starting tomorrow with Almost, available for early download with Totally Bound. Sunday is Serving Mr. Right at Amber Allure and then I have three coming out on Wednesday next week from three different publishers. Isn't it funny, the way that happens?
Cupcakes is 15% off at ARE for February -- part of Dreamspinner Press' "Take the Chill out of Winter" special.
Been a cold but not very snowy week here. I'm hoping for a touch warmer and more snow soon :)
I'm over on the Romance for the Rest of Us blog today, running a contest and talking about Controlling Parker, which comes out next week.
Lots of releases over the next week, starting tomorrow with Almost, available for early download with Totally Bound. Sunday is Serving Mr. Right at Amber Allure and then I have three coming out on Wednesday next week from three different publishers. Isn't it funny, the way that happens?
Cupcakes is 15% off at ARE for February -- part of Dreamspinner Press' "Take the Chill out of Winter" special.
February 10, 2014
My God It's Monday
And I have a new cover!
Damon, Erik, Joe, and Tork graduated together from the police academy. Though they’ve found their niches in different departments, they’ve kept a tradition alive that brings them together four times a year.
The four men meet at Erik’s secluded cabin for a long weekend and draw straws for which of them is going to be the sub. This fall, Erik draws the short straw for the first time in a couple of years, and the other three men can’t wait to play Dom to Erik’s sub.
Will the weekend go as planned or are the men beginning to tire of the fun and games?
It's coming out on February 19 (that's a busy day for me with two other releases then, one on the 14th and one on the 16th!)
I had so much fun writing this one. Four studs, drawing straws for who gets to bottom. This time around it was Erik, the biggest stud of them all! There will be three more books in the series, each book a different one of the foursome will bottom.
I know a lot of people are sick of it already, but I'm still enjoying the cold weather and the snow.
This week I'll be at The Romance Studio's Valentine's Day weekly party, on the TS Blue blog on Tuesday and at the Romance for the Rest of Us blog on Thursday -- keeping busy!
Damon, Erik, Joe, and Tork graduated together from the police academy. Though they’ve found their niches in different departments, they’ve kept a tradition alive that brings them together four times a year.
The four men meet at Erik’s secluded cabin for a long weekend and draw straws for which of them is going to be the sub. This fall, Erik draws the short straw for the first time in a couple of years, and the other three men can’t wait to play Dom to Erik’s sub.
Will the weekend go as planned or are the men beginning to tire of the fun and games?
It's coming out on February 19 (that's a busy day for me with two other releases then, one on the 14th and one on the 16th!)
I had so much fun writing this one. Four studs, drawing straws for who gets to bottom. This time around it was Erik, the biggest stud of them all! There will be three more books in the series, each book a different one of the foursome will bottom.
I know a lot of people are sick of it already, but I'm still enjoying the cold weather and the snow.
This week I'll be at The Romance Studio's Valentine's Day weekly party, on the TS Blue blog on Tuesday and at the Romance for the Rest of Us blog on Thursday -- keeping busy!
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