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Tease Me Thursday Week 5 - Pure

Welcome to week 5 of Tease Me Thursday ! When it's not quite Friday, and you're feeling like some fun from your favorite authors and authors you haven't met yet. Come on in, have a seat, and most of all... have fun! For this hop you post 7 paragraphs or 7 sentences or 7 words. It can be from a WIP or something published.
For this week, I thought I’d do something from, Pure, the 3rd book in the Gods series.




A harsh choking sound drew Jeff’s attention. Zygi was as pale as skim milk, with a hard blush riding his cheeks and a rather large bulge tenting his pants. His eyes were eating Morpheus alive. The God of Dreams stood quietly, his head bowed with his long, wavy gray hair curling around his shoulders. His wings fluttered slightly as they spread open. The deep, sinful black of his wings glistened in the light, blue-black highlights reflecting in his feathers. His nails, usually clear, were black. Morpheus’s body glowed with a soft light, an inner radiance that gave him a look of vulnerability and seething, raw sexuality. He also wore a loincloth that showed his hip bones. His body was smooth, the muscles toned. Where Cupid portrayed a mischievous innocence, Morpheus portrayed smoldering eroticism.
“Fucking hell,” Zygi whispered.
“Oh, Zygi.” Morpheus sighed, and that broke the silence.
A chaotic blend of raised voices erupted across the throne room as everyone spoke at once. Garrett pulled Randy close to him, his arm wrapped around his husband in a protective gesture. Both men were pale and shocked.
“What the hell?” Garrett demanded.
“Where are we? How did we get here? Where is here?” Randy gasped.
“Cam, what’s going on?” Jeff stared at his mate—his very sexy mate. “Jesus, you… you… look…. Holy Mother of God.”





 Buy link: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=3886

Wednesday Briefs - Trouble Comes in Threes #5.3

Welcome to the Wednesday Briefs flash group (click to go to the site). The short stories have a maximum of a 1000 word count plus links at the bottom to the other flashers. If interested in joining us, drop me a line and I'll tell you how. :)

Prompts this week are:

"Where's a fireman when you need one?"
or "Show me a signal, I'll throw you a line"
or "But he told me he loved me"
or "She was bred in old Kentucky, but she's just a crumb down here..."
or use a tattoo in some way
or use: pelican, harp, chimney
or "Did you really just say that?"
or "Sometimes I feel like I'm trapped in time..."
or use a dessert in some sort of sex play
or use a really cute infant
or "Hashtag been there and done that, and now I'm outta here!"
or use melted cheese
or use a museum
or "Yeah, I said it, and now I have to live with it."



Chapter Five
Forget the rabbit hole. Welcome to the Twilight Zone. “You’re the cats I’ve been taking care of?”

“Yes.”Ooookay. They were the cats, he said. Right. Oh my God, here I was, trapped in this room with a couple of madmen—sexy madmen, but madmen. While I was naked. With a head wound. And shit… naked. Fuck.“Right. Well, thanks for getting me indoors. I do appreciate that. Um, I’d walk you out, but…” I gestured at the sheet covering the very naked me. I sincerely hoped they’d nod their heads and walk out the door because yeah, I had no way to defend myself. “Would you mind locking up after you leave?”Dolf raised one of those black eyebrows. “You really don’t think it’s going to be that simple, do you? That we’re just going to leave after finally finding you. Especially when you’re hurt. No Kirk, I don’t believe so. We aren’t going anywhere.”I clutched the sheet, hands sweaty, my eyes darting around the room. What could I use as a weapon? I didn’t see a thing! I eyed him. I was an inch taller and probably had a good twenty pounds on the dark-haired one. Could I take him? Problem was, I wasn’t sure even if I made it to my feet… that I’d stay on my feet. Every instinct I had screamed he was the threat. Not the other one. Those same instincts also screamed making a run for it was the better idea—that I did not want to fight this guy, head wound aside. Actually… what I wanted was me on my hands and knees with the two of them… yeah, just straight up crazy. “Look, man, just go, okay? My wallet is in the master bath, sitting on the counter. Can’t miss it. There isn’t much, but please, just take it and go. I won’t say a word to anyone. I promise. I just don’t want any trouble.”Tal spluttered. “You think—” “Of course he does, and in this day and age it’s a logical conclusion, even if it’s wrong.” Dolf turned to Kirk. “There’s no reason to be afraid of us, Kirk. Neither one of us would ever hurt you. We can’t.” Dolf turned to Tal. “Show him.”Tal bit his lip. “It’s going to upset him.”“I know, but I don’t see an easier way. Upset is better than thinking we plan to rob him… or hurt him. Show him.”Tal stood and started stripping. “Kirk? Please don’t be afraid, okay? Remember, we won’t hurt you.”I gulped. Why was dude stripping? The view was damn nice but… “Ah, look, you don’t have to… Wait a minute. Are those my clothes? Those are my clothes you’re wearing, aren’t they? What the fuck?” And why was I even remotely worried about him wearing my clothes? Just how hard had I rattled my brain? I wish he’d put them back on at this point. It would make me feel a lot better.Tal cocked his head. “They are your clothes, yes. We came here as cats, remember? So we had no way to bring our clothes with us. Clothes don’t just magically appear when we shift. We had to borrow yours, of course.”“Of course.” Like I should know that. “Wait, did you just say they don’t magically… That you… Ah, dude, why are you kneeling on the floor?” We just went from the Twilight Zone to Kink City.Tal grinned at Kirk. “I like being close to the ground when I shift. It’s easier.”“Right. Close to the... Did you really just say that?” My mouth dropped open as the cute blond-haired guy groaned loudly. Sounds filled the room. Oh God, my stomach cramped, and I was pretty sure I was going to be sick. That… that sound. Jesus. I’d heard something similar when I broke my arm as a kid. This sounded amazingly like that. Truly cringe-worthy. My shoulders hunched, and my toes curled. That sound was worse than nails down a chalkboard, but that was nothing compared to what I was seeing in front of me.  “Oh. My. Fucking. God.”The guy’s body twisted in ways that weren’t… appropriate. That word screeched in my mind. None of this was fucking appropriate. My stomach rolled at a particularly sickening crunch. Ugh. One of my eyes lids twitched. Limbs didn’t do that, unless there was massive trauma involved, and I really didn’t want to see massive trauma. Speaking of trauma, the way my heart was pounding, I might be well on my way to having a heart attack. Limbs didn’t shrink and reform into something else, either. I swallowed, my head swimming as bones continued to break and tendons tore. Oh shit, what was happening here? The guy was… changing. Shrinking. I couldn’t get enough air, and my vision was doing that funny tunnel thing, but damned if I could look away. “It’s not as painful as it looks.”For me or for him? Tal’s—that was his name, right?—body shortened, legs changed, a tail—fuck me, a tail—grew out from behind him. “Kirk, I need you to stay calm. Just breathe.”That was at the top of the list. I flinched when the other guy—the one not going through hell on the floor—touched my shoulder. Dolf, his name was Dolf. What kind of name was that? I watched as Tal’s hands and feet changed into paws. Why was I worried about names when there were paws right there in front of me? Ears sprouted on top of his head, his face pushed out to a muzzle, complete with whiskers, and hair sprouted over his body. White hair. No, not hair. That was… fur.A white cat sat on the floor.“Fuck me,” I whispered. There was a cat on the floor, exactly where the man just stood. A cat. The only thing they had in common were those damn odd blue eyes. He—it?—jumped on the bed and sat down at the end, wrapping his tail around his feet… ah, paws.
“Meow.”
TBCJon KeysGrace Duncan  Chris T. KatSarah HayesRob ColtonTC CollinsLarry BenjaminJim DunawayNephylimCia NordwellElyzabeth VaLey Tali SpencerAndrew Q. GordonJulie Lynn Hayes

Manic Monday Reviews - Most Wanted (Loved Slave to the Alpha #1) by Shannon West

Most Wanted  (Love Slaves of the Alphas #1) by Shannon WestRating: 5 stars


Hey everyone, and welcome to Manic Mondays on my blog! I don’t know the author, but I really enjoyed her work. I’ve read all the books in this series and loved them. I’ll be talking about them over time on here.

This is going to be a day dedicated to authors. I may post book reviews on some Mondays, it might be author interviews on others. It could be new releases, or just my thoughts in general. I'm hoping it'll be lots of fun, whatever or whoever shows up for Monday lol.

Now, a quick note on the book reviews. If I post it on here, then just know I liked the book. I will not be posting a review that's not at least a 3 rating. I'm not going to bash what is basically others who are in my peer group. No nasty reviews happening here. :) And the reviews I'm posting are already on my GR shelf too.

So, let's get this Manic Monday started lol!~ ~ ~ ~

Bio: 

Shannon West is a bestselling author of M/M romance. She currently lives in the South with her husband and large family. A lover of M/M romances, she began writing them with a male partner to add authenticity to the love scenes, but graduated to watching videos online and reading everything she could get her hands on. She loves men and everything about them, and believes that love is love, no matter the gender. A huge proponent of gay rights, she is a member of PFLAG and supports equal rights for everyone. Though there are never enough hours in the day, she tries to work every day, giving in to the demanding men in her head and writing their stories. She’s easy like that. She loves traveling, reading, watching scary movies and is totally hooked on that zombie show on TV.

Her website is www.shannonwestbooks.com







Blurb:

Hot porn star Ryan Henderson is desperate. On the run for a murder he didn’t commit, he tries to hide out by selling himself at an auction for love slaves. When a handsome Lycan wolf-shifter, Blayde Balenescu buys him, Ryan thinks his prayers have been answered—only to find out he’s jumped from the frying pan into the fire! Blayde is an intergalactic bounty hunter who’s only after the money Ryan will bring in. When Ryan gets off the transport bringing him to Blayde, however, he’s startled at Blayde’s violent reaction once he touches him. Dominant Blayde has recognized Ryan as his mate, and now Blayde has to figure out not only how he can possibly convince the young man to stay with him, and allow him to teach him proper behavior, but also how he’ll manage to keep Ryan alive long enough to save him from his powerful enemies.


Secret Cravings Publishing: http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=4&products_id=509

ARe: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17278755-most-wanted

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Most-Wanted-Love-Slave-Alpha-ebook/dp/B00B75Q58S/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1391658442&sr=1-1&keywords=Most+Wanted+%28Love+Slaves+of+the+Alphas+%231%29




The Manic Monday REVIEW:
Earth, 2255 CE. This is a bigger Alpha male/smaller mate theme based on Lycans, werewolves that *aren’t* from Earth. Oh no, they're an alien race from Lycanus 3. The main characters are brothers from the Balanescu family, a very rich and very strong family. The members are cursed. Once they find a mate, the Balanescu men fall wildly, irrevocably in love with the person and are helpless against whoever Fate has chosen.


This brother, Blayde, just happens to be a bounty hunter. His bounty is none other than Ryan Henderson, who is sentenced to life imprisonment for murder. Let the sparks fly, lol.


Blayde's overbearing attitude isn’t that surprising to me. And he does act this way the majority of the time. I kinda just go with it because he’s an alpha. Having read all of the series, that’s to be expected. They are all ALPHA’S with big capitalize letters, lol. So yes, there is some arrogance, some 'I am ALPHA, hear me roar' lol. So, it’s really funny when that backfires on Blayde. *snicker* Which is always fun to see, I think.


You come to see that Blayde really does care for Ryan, very much so. That’s not to say things are all coming up roses. Ryan is, after all, convicted of murder. He’s a porn star too, which really makes things interesting. I did like the internal dialogue. I thought it did add to the story. But then, I tend to do a lot internal dialogue in my stories too, so yeah, I liked it.


There is humor throughout the book, which I liked. When Lucas, Blayde's older brother, comes hurtling into Blayde's living room, I about died laughing. I liked him immediately. There is some back-story to the minor characters, but this isn’t a full-length novel so there are bits and pieces told about the brothers. That was okay. I got enough to form an understanding of the others.


There is a lot of sex in the books and some of it *is* forced seduction. I mean, check out the series title… Love Slave to the Alpha. See the Love Slave part, lol??? I don't have a problem with dub-con, if done right. There is spanking as punishment. I, of course, have no problems with that either.


*shocking, right?* LOL.


I rated the book 5 stars back on November 16, 2013 on GR. There were some niggles, but I rated the book for how it was written, not how I wanted it to be written. (You’re going to see that in every review I do.) I do wish it was a little longer, and there were some editing issues. *shrug* I’m not a Grammar Nazi, so I didn’t have a problem with it. It didn't throw me out of the story.

~Michelle

Tease Me Thursday Week 4 - Perfect

Welcome to week 4 of Tease Me Thursday ! When it's not quite Friday, and you're feeling like some fun from your favorite authors and authors you haven't met yet. Come on in, have a seat, and most of all... have fun! For this hop you post 7 paragraphs or 7 sentences or 7 words. It can be from a WIP or something published.
For this week, I thought I’d do something from Perfect, the 2nd book in the Gods series.


Buy link: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=3530





“Ah.” Morpheus snorted. “You’re human. The gods don’t care all that much for humans. Plus, you are not immortal. We are.”“Shit.”“Nicely put. There’s more, and this is the hardest. Cupid stands for love, right? That’s what the mythology says, and it’s true. He has arrows that can make people fall in love or fall in hate. But what most humans don’t know is that there are two different sides of Cupid. You saw a bit of the other side earlier.”“What do you mean?”“That there is a dark side of love: obsession and jealousy. The other side of Cupid is Jealousy, the green-eyed monster that drives people to do horrible, destructive things. Jeff, I’ve seen Jealousy once, and he’s scary. You have to believe in your love for Cam. You need to keep talking, keep explaining what happened—while I stand guard.”“Stand guard?”“Jealousy truly is a monster.”

Wednesday Briefs - Trouble Comes in Threes 5.2

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Welcome to the Wednesday Briefs flash group (click to go to the site). The short stories have a maximum of a 1000 word count plus links at the bottom to the other flashers. If interested in joining us, drop me a line and I'll tell you how. :)

“April fools!”

“Is this a joke?”

"I think I understand now why..."

"I have waited all my life for this."

"You’re hurting him/her!"

"Are you in a lot of pain?"

"You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear."

"Don't count your chickens before they are hatched."

“It’s raining again?”

or "There's no fool like an old fool."

or "If at first you don't succeed, give up and go back to bed."

or use: sun, carpet, paper

or have character ran across sand
or use: movie, speakers, apples

or use: spoon, flower, bacon

or use: coffee, bed, paint

or have a character late for work

or have a character flip another driver off

or make a Star Trek reference

or use a haunted house

or have a character invent a new cocktail




Trouble Comes in Threes 5.2


“Oh goddess, what a mess I’ve made. Think he’ll believe us?”


Goddess? Who the fuck says goddess?


“Oh, he’ll believe us. It’s hard to deny the proof when it’s shifting right in front of you. As for the rest of it, we’ll deal with that too.”


Shifting? Shifting! Is this a joke? What process? And deal with what? What the fuck is this? Someone is in here with me. My eyes snapped opened. The cutie from my dream was sitting in front of me and he… oh shit. He was real. I struggled into a sitting position. No way was I going to have this conversation flat on my back. Okay, first impression? He wasn’t very threatening. He was cute, with those boyish good looks. Sweet, even. I really wished he’d stop biting his bottom lip. Made my body react in ways that weren’t conducive to talking. Whoa. Hello hard-on again. Swear to God, what was up with me springing wood like this? I looked down at the tent now forming. Stupid dick.


I didn’t have a clue who he was, but I wanted to reach over, pat him on the leg, and tell him it was all going to be okay. Maybe ask him to suck me again. Then maybe throw him on the bed and fuck him until we both passed out.


The pounding in my head said that wasn’t one of my better ideas.


“Who the fuck are you?” I whispered. I hoped I sounded threatening, even though I wanted to moan at the sound of my own voice. “And did you blow me earlier?”


There was that eep sound again. Poor guy just turned as red as a lobster. Guess that answered that.


I glared at the guy. “How did you get in here?”


“I-I-I…”


“Why did you…? You know…earlier…”


“You told me… I-I wanted… I think you’re very sexy, and I-I wanted to. Oh dear, oh dear. I should’ve waited until… Please don’t be mad!”


I think I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole. “…and what the fuck is a Dolfoon?”


“Not what, but whom. I am Dolfoon, but call me Dolf, please.”


I damn near jumped off the bed, he startled me so badly. Bye-bye stiffy. All this blood rushing from one point to another was making me dizzy. That, and the fact I was sure I had a concussion. Just what I don’t need, I thought as I stared at the guy. Damn, he was hot. Tall, too. Really tall, along with fucking stealthy. Jet back hair and… damn. More with the crazy blue eyes. What’s the deal? Heaven help me, now I smelled apple pie, along with the cinnamon. What was the deal?


While the other guy was sweet and cute, this one projected strength and control. He made my mouth water and my ass clench. This guy ran the show. Power just oozed from his pores, filled the room, and demanded obedience. A demand I found myself tempted to… obey. Which made my head want to explode. I didn’t take orders well which was why I started my own business. The blond was adorable, but the dark-headed one was sin wrapped in sex. Dangerous. I wanted to run, get the hell away from him… and at the same time, climb him like a monkey, then hump him until we both passed out. What the ever-loving hell was going on with me?


“Well, nice to meet you. Now, why the fuck are you in my house?”


“As I said, I am Dolf, and that is Talise. I call him Tal. We saw that you fell and were hurt. You hit your head and there was blood. Between the two of us, we got you inside, undressed, and into bed. I was going to clean the blood away now that you’ve stopped bleeding. Also, your clothes were wet, so they had to be removed. That’s why you’re undressed.”


“Uh-huh. My drive is a half-mile from the road, and the wood I was hauling is in the backyard. I remember going outside to get some more. So, you want to explain how you just happened to see me knocked out in the backyard, from the street, while it’s getting dark to boot?” I wasn’t buying it.


“I never said we were at the road.”


“Right. So where the fuck were you, then?”


“In your house. I’m the black cat, and he’s the white cat.”


TBC


NephylimJon KeysChris T. KatVictoria AdamsShelly SchulzLily Sawyer TC CollinsGrace Duncan  Cia NordwellJim DunawayElyzabeth VaLey 
JC WallaceJulie Lynn Hayes

Just Another Manic Monday - Yes, He's My Ex by Julie Lynn Hayes

Welcome everyone! Today I have my good friend, Julie Lynn Hayes, visiting. She's here to talk about her upcoming release Yes, He's My Ex. It's a screwball comedy, and yes, I beta read it lol. You just have to love Sonny, even when wanting to slap him upside the head lol. 
The Dreamspinner release date is April 2nd.~M




They don’t make comedies like they used to.


Nowadays, you don’t see comedians like the Marx Brothers, or WC Fields, or the Keystone Cops. Groucho Marx could elicit belly laughs just by the way he rolled his eyes or waggled his thick painted-on eyebrows. The Keystone Cop films were famous for their chase scenes—just good old-fashioned fun—while Harold Lloyd swung perilously off the end of a clock hand.








As a kid, I watched the Marx Brothers and WC Fields, Joe E Brown and Mae West. One of my favorite scenes in the Marx Brothers many hilarious films comes from A Night at the Opera. The boys are in their stateroom on the ocean liner, and it’s one of the most famous comedy sequences ever in which any number of people end up inside this tiny stateroom, and you sit in the audience wondering who else can possibly fit.


There were also romantic comedies too, films like Jimmy Cagney in Boy Meets Girl, in which he presents the formula for every love story ever told: boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl. Of course, it’s fun to turn that trope around and change it to: boy meets boy, boy loses boy, boy gets boy. Because two men in love? 


You can never go wrong, right?


I loved Doris Day as I was growing up, and she made some very funny romantic comedies. In one, she was dragged out of bed by an irate Rock Hudson and carried through the streets in her pajames to the scene of the crime—the bachelor pad she had so viciously “decorated” for him, thinking he was nothing more than a playboy on the  make. In another film, The Glass Bottom Boat, Doris got a job with the Space Agency and met a handsome astrophysicist, played by Rod Taylor, who took a liking to her, but the suspicious people at NASA thought Doris was a Russian spy, and things just went crazy from there... Of course, all’s well that ends well. You can’t very well have a romantic comedy that ends badly, that makes it a tragedy, doesn’t it?


That’s what I’ve tried to do with Yes, He’s My Ex. It started out as a flash fiction on my blog, a simple story about an ex-boyfriend who couldn’t seem to get it through his thick head that they were over. But then things began to happen. A cry for help leads Tim into a race to save Sonny. Goofy gangster, a dumb ex-boyfriend, and the FBI... what else can happen to Sonny and Tim? Read Yes He’s My Ex and find out!

Thanks for having me here today, it’s been fun!


Blurb:  Sometimes Sonny Scrignoli forgets he’s Tim Mansfield’s ex. He waltzes in and out of Tim’s apartment like he still lives there, driving Tim crazy. Is it really so hard to remember they’ve broken up? Then again, maybe Tim should quit having sex with him.

When Sonny disappears for two weeks, Tim can’t help but be concerned. A strange phone call and a mysterious cry for help leads Tim on a desperate search for his ex.

Sonny’s in big trouble, and it’s Tim to the rescue! He’s the only one who can save his ex from a fate worse than death. Bumbling gangsters, a thick-headed former boyfriend, and secretive FBI agents lead Tim and Sonny on a merry chase full of laughs and quirks.



Excerpt:Sonny’s real name is Mario, but he’s been called Sonny since he was a small bambino, as his mother puts it, so Sonny it is. Sonny stands almost six foot tall in his bare feet, which are surprisingly small for a man, almost dainty. He has chocolate brown hair that grows thick but not long, and generally looks tousled; blue eyes so dark that sometimes they look purple in the proper light, framed behind silver wire spectacles; a generous nose and wide sweet lips which have been known to give the most amazing head this side of anywhere. Put that with the body of an Adonis, and you have Sonny.I had Sonny, but not anymore. He seems not to realize that, though. At least not most of the time. Hence the part where I see him more often than should be considered normal for someone who’s my ex. Which is where I began.Sometimes I think he forgets that he has indeed attained that past participle ex-boyfriend status. Granted, it’s only been six months. His mother tells me he just needs time to adjust, please don’t be too hard on her boy. Yes, I still see her too. On a rather regular basis, in fact. Hard not to, when she’s my mother’s best friend. Lucky me. Lia’s a nice lady, I love her to death. But she has this deep-seated belief that Sonny and I are going to get back together again, a belief he seems to share. Along with my mother. And most of our friends.No one seems to listen to me when I say snowballs rolling along the floor of Hell have a better chance of survival than our relationship. Least of all Sonny. I guess that’s why he keeps coming over here, because in some strange deranged naïve corner of his mind, there’s still an us, and he isn’t an ex. So he wanders over whenever he wants. Sometimes he calls, sometimes he doesn’t. Today he called.Sometimes I just get tired of telling him no. Some days I don’t even get that far. Today, I didn’t want to waste my breath, so I just said, “Fine. As long as you promise to behave.”By behave, I mean quit assuming we’re going to have sex. Even if sometimes we do. I know, I know, he’s my ex, right?Sometimes I just don’t know where to draw that fine line, I think. No wonder the boy’s confused.

Dreamspinner buy link: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4845



Meet the author:Julie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she'd never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another's arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and two cats, loves books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. She enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, knitting and needlepoint and loves to cook. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn't mind. Marching to the beat of one's own drummer is a good thing, after all.  Her published works can be found at Dreamspinner Press, Amber Quill Press, MuseitUp Publishing, Torquere Press, and eXtasy Books, and coming soon to Wayward Ink Publishing and Prizm Publishing. She has also begun to self-publish and is an editor at MuseitUp.  
You can find her on her blog at http://julielynnhayes.blogspot.com , and you can contact her at tothemax.wolf@gmail.com .


My links:Blog: http://julielynnhayes.blogspot.comTwitter @Shelley_runyonFacebook:  https://www.facebook.com/julie.l.hayes.7?ref=tn_tnmnMy Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3442231.Julie_Lynn_Hayes

Tease Me Thursday Week #3 - Priceless

Welcome to week 2 of Tease Me Thursday ! It's not quite Friday, and you're feeling like some fun from your favorite authors and authors you haven't met ye? Well, come on in, have a seat, and most of all... have fun! For this hop you post 7 paragraphs or 7 sentences or 7 words. It can be from a WIP or something published.
For this week, I thought I’d do something from Priceless, book #1 in the Gods series.

* * * * 

“Garrett,” Randy gasped as Garrett found a particularly good spot, “there’s gotta be cameras in here.”
Garrett held Randy tightly for a moment, their bodies crushed together, before he released him and moved away. He mumbled under his breath about how could Randy think, much less clearly, at that moment. Randy leaned against the elevator wall, eyes closed, and tried to bring his rampaging body under control. The elevator dinged and lurched to a stop, causing Randy to stumble into Garrett. He slid his arm around Randy to steady him and didn’t let go when the doors parted. Garrett pulled Randy toward his suite, throwing the door open. Once inside he slammed the door shut, spun Randy around, and trapped him against the back of the door. He slammed his mouth over Randy’s, picking up where he left off in the elevator until Randy was gasping for air.
“Let me be very clear,” Garrett panted into his mouth. “I want you in my bed. I want you desperate, wild, and begging.”
“I’m to the desperate phase now.” Randy trembled, trapped between him and the door. “Wild is right around the corner, and begging isn’t far behind.”
Garrett’s thumb traced over Randy’s swollen bottom lip. “That’s what I like about you, Randy, you speak your mind and don’t play games. I can’t tell you what a turn on that is for me.”
“I don’t have the first clue how to play games like you’re talking about, nor do I want to.”
“And thank God for it.” That jaded little devil on Garrett’s shoulder rolled his eyes. This guy either was very good, or very innocent. “Now, let me show you my bedroom. I can’t wait much longer to have you in my bed.”

Buy link: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=3095

Wednesday Briefs - Touble Comes in Threes Ch 5

Welcome to the Wednesday Briefs flash group (click to go to the site). The short stories have a maximum of a 1000 word count plus links at the bottom to the other flashers. If interested in joining us, drop me a line and I'll tell you how. :)
The prompts are:“I couldn’t help myself.”"Saved by the bell.""Why are you asking me these questions?""Honesty is the best policy.""You can't do anything if you don’t believe.""Remind me again… Why we are friends?""Did you hear about...."“Who is that?”“Let’s try this again.”or use: knife, radar, pinor have character giggle until they cryor use: blanket, picture, gunor use: fan, bedspread, mayoor use: balloons, egg carton, razoror have a character throw upor have a character wearing a ball capor feature some sort of a dive, whether swimming or a cheap baror ply someone with liquoror "Hit me with your best shot, big boy."or "Jim Dandy to the rescue!"or make a Gilligan's Island referenceor feature a wedding cake



Trouble Comes in Threes #5 
A sweet scent teased my senses. I sniffed, trying to place that aroma. It reminded me of a burning candle I’d smelled at some little gift shop I’d been in long ago… Cinnamon. That’s what the smell was. And oh God, it smelled really, really good. The blood headed south, my cock going hard immediately. I didn’t mean just everyday hard, but more like pound rocks to gravel hard. The last time I stood at attention this fast was… puberty? A fucking long time ago. Matter of fact, why let this go to waste? I kicked the sheet off and grasped my cock, stroking quickly. Wished I had something to make me slick, but the way I was dripping precome… Well, that wasn’t going to be a problem for long. I couldn’t remember the last time I was this fucking horny. My balls pulled up tight. Wow, this was going to be the shortest jack off session in the history of all jacking off. I opened my eyes at the sound of a strangled gasp. There sat the sexiest guy I’d ever seen. Big, blue eyes, long white-blonde hair, and a masculine face that belonged in magazines captured my attention. He just sat there, staring at me, hunger in his eyes. Actually, he was staring at me stroking my dick. Ahhh, I got it now. I was dreaming, and from the looks of it, this was going to be a helluva of a wet dream. I totally planned to take advantage because yeah, outside of a dream, a guy who looked like that? No way he’d waste a glance in my direction, much less be sitting in my bedroom staring at me as if I was the best thing since sliced cheese. So, fuck it. Cutie over there was going to star in my wet dreams by sucking my cock. I even told him so. “Suck it,” I said. I shook my dick as I informed him of what I required—just in case there was any questions of exactly what I needed sucked.Oh how cute. He made this little eep sound. I waggled my cock at him again. “Come on,” I whispered, all sexy and shit. “You know you want it.”Nothing. No movement whatsoever. Was he hard of hearing or something? Oh hell no! This was my dream. Cutie needed to get with the program because I wasn’t going to be left hanging in my own damn dream. I opened my mouth to enlighten him of this… and whoa. He pounced on me. Did he even touch the floor on his way over here? And holy shit, he took me down to the root. My eyes rolled back in my head.  “Please, please, please…” I pleaded as I fell into the void.All there was… was heat. Wetness. And suction that would make Hoover proud. Jesus. The way Cutie moved his tongue while he tried to suck my brains out through my cock was impressive. Didn’t think I’d ever felt anything quite like it before. I opened my legs to give him room to work. I wanted a finger up my ass. Several fingers actually. He could play with my ass while he sucked me dry. Some nipple play would be appreciated too. “Please,” I whimpered again. If I didn’t come soon, I just might die. Was that even possible? I went to beg again, and suddenly… bam! I came. No warning whatsoever. The world exploded. Lights flashed behind my lids. Time stood still, the Earth stopped its rotation, and angels sang hallelujah. I might have even stopped breathing. I came until my lungs seized. I jerked as a needle sharp pain shot through my cock, then pleasure slammed my body as I came again. Not only did my toes curl, so did my hair. ‘Whoa’ was the last thing I thought of before falling back to sleep.

The next time I came back to myself, the first thing I thought of was that dream. I’d never orgasmed back to back. Didn’t know I could. The dream had been so real, almost… too real. Then I heard voices.“You did what? Tal, how could you do that?”O-o-okay, who was that talking?“He wanted it. He pleaded for me… I-I couldn’t help myself. He told me to suck him… and I did. You didn’t hear him. Goddess, that scent of his!” Tal suddenly sighed. “But I think he thought he was dreaming.”“Oh good grief. He probably did, considering he was wacked in the head with a log.”“He was jacking off in front of me. He told me to suck him and I reacted to his tone. It was almost as commanding as yours. Almost.”  “That doesn’t excuse the fact…”“That scent, Dolf. You know what that does to us. He’s ours. I… oh dear.”“Goddess, Tal, what did you do?”“I started the process.”What process? “Well now, that changes everything.”Changes what?“I’m sorry. Oh, I’ve really messed this up. I knew I shouldn’t have blown him. I shouldn’t have touched him until he knew what was going on.”“No, you shouldn’t have, but I have an idea he’s going to be more upset about you starting the mating process than a blow job.”“What are we going to do?”Do? Do about what?“You’ll have to finish the process and soon.”W-w-what?
TBC


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Just Another Manic Monday - Curiosity Killed Shaney by JC Wallace

Hi, everyone! I want to thank MA for inviting me to the blog. Curiosity Killed Shaney is my first published novel and I am thrilled to share this story with all of you.

This blog tour got huge fast! There are awesome prizes to that will be given away at the end of the tour. At the end of this post, you will find a link to enter! Check in at www.jcwallacebooks.com for links to all of the blogs in the tour and you can enter as much as you like!



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What inspired you to start writing?

I always enjoyed writing as a kid. I wrote throughout my teens and early twenties. When college and kids came, I put it away. I came back to it about a two years ago. Last year, I finally decided to seek publication and was pleasantly surprised when that happened.



What, in your opinion, are the most important elements of good writing?

Good writing requires many elements in my opinion. First, being able to write and get to the point, without overloading with unnecessary words, and metaphors and similes is important. I like writing that is crisp and clean, that avoids passive voice, and avoids overuse of adverbs.

Setting and characters are just as important as plot. Characters can't be out there in white space (no mention of setting). Good writing weaves setting into the interactions of the characters and avoids paragraphs of description. One thing to remember with main characters is depth. They need histories, futures, wants and desires, likes and dislikes and faults. Good writing makes characters real, human. Secondary characters are just as important. It isn't all about the MCs. Paying attention to secondary characters creates additional layers in a story, but shouldn’t muddy it up.

Plot!!! Plot, plot, plot! Have one! Also, good writing follows the mechanics of story writing. Every story, play, movie, TV show, etc. follow a story arc. Ignore that and the reader will be thrown off and may feel cheated. I don’t plot out my stories on paper, but in my head, I’m always thinking about the plot points and where they fall in the story.



What comes first, the plot or characters?

It's different with every story. Curiosity Killed Shaney came about from the statement, "Someday your curiosity will get the better of you." My short story Waiting for Snow, came from the idea of a man shunned by his family and church for being gay. On Christmas Eve, he’s standing outside of that church while mass is going on inside. He is alone, having lost everything. I also added another idea to that story about finding love at a stop light. The idea for my most recent story I submitted came from wanting to do a unique vampire story and reading about the concept of Tabula Rosa (blank slate) online. What if, as a vampire, you bit someone and wiped his or her mind clean? All a story needs is one seed of an idea and it can roll down that slope and gain speed and before you know it that story is something awesome!



Tell us something about your newest release that is NOT in the blurb.

The main character Shaney, is not just curious, he's pretty funny too from what readers are telling me. I received a message from a reader who said her kids were giving her strange looks because she was laughing out loud while reading. Some of the things he does and thinks are way outside of the box. He's very creative. And of course, curious!



Are you working on anything at the present you would like to tell us about?

I have several WIPs. The one everyone can enjoy now is my weekly flash fiction, serial novel, Diventando: Becoming. I am part of a group called Wednesday Briefs, that does weekly flash fiction using a list of prompts provided our leader. Each week, I post an installment to Owen’s story, which is currently at week #25. The final length of the story will be around 60,000 words. In the story, Owen has been sick with leukemia over half of his life. When his illness returns for the last time, he decides enough is enough and that he will spend his remaining time living life to the fullest. At that time, he meets Turk, a gorgeous car enthusiast who is also a college professor. Before Owen has a chance to spend any time with Turk, his illness returns. At that point Owen heads to the doctors to find out how much time he has left. Not only is he told that he is not dying, but also that he's never had leukemia. What Owen finds out is actually inside of him is worse than death from any cancer and what roll Turk has in that reality is even more surprising.

Check out Owen’s story at JC Wallace Wednesday Briefs.


Thanks for stopping by! Tomorrow, the blog tour will visit the blog Full Moon Dreaming! Hope to see you there!








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Blurb: Shaney's curiosity is always getting him into trouble, including stumbling into a ritualistic circle and being imbued with an energy that will eventually tear him apart. He soon finds out that Hudson, a man he cares for deeply, might be responsible for his misfortune. Add in the betrayal by his best friend Todd and the desire of a demented occultist named Silas to control the energy inside of him and there seems to be no way out. Can Shaney find a way to rid his body of the nefarious energy before he dies a horrible death?

Excerpt
“How old are you?” Shaney asked. The silence was driving him batty.The side of Hudson’s jaw twitched. “Twenty-six.”“And Hudson. Is tha
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About JC Wallace
I have been writing all of my life, however it was just this year that I ventured out to be published. In my day job, I am a behavior analyst. At night and on the weekends, I write about all things men. I believe there is nothing hotter than two men finding and loving one another, whether for a night or forever. An avid reader of M/M romance, I love a good twist of a plot, HEA, HFN, or tragic ending.

I am owned by three kids, one grandchild and one on the way, two dogs and one cat. I live in the beautiful Adirondack Mountains in Northern NY
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Dreamspinner Spins Me a Dream!

So yay! Signed the contract for Be My Human, 2nd book in the Moonlit Skies series. This one is novel length too. So get ready, Taz and Reed are coming back. The projected release date is in Oct/Nov 2014.

Julie and I are very excited to have this under contract. :) Guess that means we need to get started on the last book lol.

~M