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Fandom Friday - Valentine's Day Help from Captain Jack Harkness

Because who knows more about wooing all the gents and gals than Jack Harkness? I dare say no one! So, to help we mortals out as we search for romance this Valentine's Day, Jack has kindly agreed to loan us one of his best pick-up lines. What a great guy he is! *wink*


Happy Valentine's Day! 





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Tuesday Tales - Metal

It`s time for Tuesday Tales.


 Welcome back! “Metal” is our word this week. Rj Scott and I are still working away on Changing Lines, our M/M hockey collaboration novel. We’re both quite excited to be working on this series of M/M hockey romances. It should be a fun, sexy, and romantic group of books and I cannot wait to share some snippets with you!
In this excerpt, Tennant and Jared run into each other after some on-ice testing in the morning. I think we can safely say that Ten is smitten with the older man.
This story will have same sex moments, strong social issues addressed and crude language, these are hockey players after all. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!



Ten minutes later the four of us who had the fastest times were back out for another three minutes of hell. Yay. Playing hockey was so much fun. It was close but I eked past Troy Hanson, the first line left winger. He was smaller than me and lighter but I managed to smoke him by a full two-tenths of a second. After we caught our breath then it was more testing. Forty meter sprints forward and backwards, slalom pylon tests, and another round of endurance laps.
When my skates hit rubber, I was spent. There was not one little puff of energy for me to pull up from deep within. I desperately wanted some chocolate milk. I wobbled down the hall outside the Railers dressing room, heavy metal music blaring from within, and rounded a corner to find Mads trying to feed a dollar bill into the coffee machine. He glanced over his shoulder. Our gazes met and held. The machine spit his buck back out and he cussed as he bent over to pick it up.
“Need a little zip?” I asked as I padded up to the cold drinks machine.
“Something like that.” He turned the bill around and tried again.
“Got a buck I can borrow?” Mads looked at me as if I had asked him to loan me a kidney. I patted the back of my sweaty hockey pants. “No wallet on me.”
“Oh, sure. Here, use this one. Maybe that machine will like it better.”
“Thanks.” I took the wrinkled one and tried flattening it on the side of the soda machine. Mads dug into his wallet and pulled out a less tattered bill. “So, what did you think of the runs?” I asked to make conversation. Standing beside him, his elbow bumping mine, and not talking seemed weird and awkward.
“You know I can’t discuss those with you,” he replied then smiled as the machine sucked his buck in. Man, that smile…it changed him. The fine lines around his eyes and mouth deepened a little. It made him look a smidgen more mature and ten times hotter. My body tingled, a rush of desire igniting in my belly and spreading out like one of those control burns the forest service does. If I touched him now in some flirty way that contained blaze would roar to life and engulf me as if I were a parched woodland.




Copyright 2017 ©by V.L. Locey
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Fandom Friday Audio Book Review – Doctor Who - Pest Control

INCOMING TARDIS!!  *hangs onto papers on desk*








Hey fandom friends, welcome back for another review. This time around we’re going to chat briefly about an audiobook from the extensive Doctor Who library. I’m a relative newbie to audio books, having gotten into them when my old pub had my shifter books made into audio. I have to say I’m hooked now, and love to listen to audio books as well as audio dramas, especially when driving to and from the gym. Big Finish Productions puts out some amazing Torchwood and Doctor Who audio dramas and I’m sure we’ll have a few reviews of those pop up along the way.



So, onto the review. I’ll start things off by saying that I could sit and listen to David Tennant read a manual on how to repair a Studebaker truck engine. I love his voice and that accent of his is to die for. Also, he’s my favorite Doctor with Eccleston and Smith very close seconds. I’ve also discovered that I much prefer to have the actors of the shows reading the book as opposed to a random narrator. It pulls me in more for some reason. Tennant does an incredible job narrating “Pest Control”, a 2008 BBC Audio offering. His sense of humor stands out, as does his knack for slipping into the different personas. I thoroughly enjoyed hearing him playing Donna. He has her character down pat.

There’s an engaging storyline with a really good sci-fi plot, lots of action, aliens, and laughs. There are bugs, battles, and of course, the Doctor just manages to pull everyone’s collective backsides out of the fire. I do love a sexy Time Lord! It runs for two and a half hours so there’s plenty of story to enjoy. If you’re a Whovian you should find this audio book quite enjoyable. If you’re not a fan of the show but like sci-fi it’s still a sound story with plenty of Tennant’s manic humor and engaging personality. 

Point Shot Trilogy Box Set Cover Reveal & Exclusive Character Interview!

The idea to allow Victor Kalinski to host interviews on my blog came to me one day while chatting with my online sprinting friends. I’d been lamenting about being such a bad blogger and not having any ideas. One of the ladies suggested character interviews, which are sort-of fun.
“Maybe I should let Vic host the interviews,” I tossed out flippantly.
The gals loved the idea. When I presented it to Vic a few days later he gave me a quirk of a red eyebrow, an evil smile, and a nod of agreement. And to that end here we are about to unleash Victor on my other characters – and maybe even some who aren’t mine – as their new book releases approach. Forgive me. Truly, I know not what I do.
One other thing...
This is Victor Kalinski. He is/was a hockey player married to a hockey player who spends most of his time with a team of hockey players. Rude talk about sex, genitalia, and bodily functions is a given. Foul language and sarcasm are to be expected. If these things knot your knickers it’s best to leave now because Victor does not hold back. All I can do is hope that Dan being at his side will help temper his tongue a wee tiny bit. Yeah right. *hides under Rangers umbrella*
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(Both guys are seated in very nice chairs and are fiddling with microphones just like the Game Grumps use because Victor insisted. Shout out to Arin and Danny! WE LOVE YOU! Ahem. A table rests between the chairs, on top of it is an ice bucket filled with ice and cans of Coca-Cola. Slipknot plays as mood music. V.L. sits off-stage with an umbrella open and held over her head for no reason aside from the fact that it’s a New York Rangers umbrella and toads will probably fall from the skies as punishment from the gods for setting Victor loose in blog-land.)


Victor – “Okay, see V.L. has totally lost her faculties and I do not mean she misplaced her teachers. You know that, right? She plunks me down across from an empty chair, hands me a six-pack of Coke, and tells me to be nice to the guests. If she wants nice she should have given you the gig because your nice. Me? *snorts* I’m about as nice as a pie.”
Dan- “Nice as pie? Vic, that makes no sense. Pie is nice. It’s sweet and crusty. Actually, now that I think on it, you are pie.”
Vic- “I am not sweet. I’m like rattlesnake pie.”
Dan- “You make up the dumbest stuff.”
Vic- “No, I do not Samwise. Down south they make rattlesnake pie. Truth.”
Dan- “Really?”
Vic- “Total gospel. You Canuck’s don’t know about rattlesnake pie? Toss me a Coke.” Dan chucks a cold can of soda to his husband. “Thanks, babe.” Pops the top and takes a long pull. “So, the premise of this whole thing is to do character interviews of V.L.’s and maybe some other author’s imaginary friends in preparation for upcoming releases. Which is okay. I mean, I can get into talking to McGarrity and Lila when their book comes out. And maybe a few other studs in her stable, but this month the upcoming book is ours.”
Dan – “It’s actually a rerelease.”
Vic – “Whatever. It’s still our books coming out now that V.L. has us back and has vowed to never let Vic K. go again. Ah, she’s such a clever minx even if she does cheer for the wrong pro team. Also, many other women have sworn to never let me go once they get their hands on my impressive Polish meat. Several men too. Just saying.”
V.L. – “Can it, Kalinski. Talk books and leave the Rangers and your Polish meat out of it.”
Vic – “Freaking Rangers. I played for Boston and she cheers the pretty boys of Broadway.” Looks at Dan. “Did you ever notice that you strongly resemble that frisky Norwegian winger that V.L. is so fond of?”
Dan – “No clue what you’re talking about.” Cracks open a can of soda then tosses long, dark hair from his face.




Vic- “Right.” Rolls his eyes. “Moving on then. Let’s talk about me.” Dan clears his throat. “Or we can talk about you.”
Dan – “That would be cool. So, I come from a little town in Manitoba called--”
Vic – “When did you first know that I was the hottest thing you ever saw and you had to have me? What? Inquiring minds want to know.”
Dan- “Yourmind wants to know. We talk about this all the time, Vic. You and me seeing each other that first day you come back to Cayuga after Boston sent you down for disciplinary reasons.”
Vic – “Disciplinary action my balls. They just wanted to hide me in this ass-crack of a town and pretend I never existed.” Drains first can of Coke. “Toss me another.”
Dan – “No, you need to let the rush from that one wear off. Okay, now back to when we met. I knew you from the news, you know? Seen you play. You had wicked skills. I never knew your eyes were so pretty or so filled with pain until I seen them in person.”
Vic wiggles in his chair.
Vic – “And once you gazed into my lipid hazel eyes you fell head over heels. Blah, blah, typical gay romance novel shit. Move it along folks, nothing to see here.” Waves his hand around.
Dan – “Actually, the first day we met you punched me in the face.”
Vic- “You made a dumb Polack joke. Not that the joke was dumb because it was a pretty decent jab but you insinuated that we Poles are dumb which we are not. So, I popped you.”
Dan – “Yep, you did. I deserved that one though. Then what, like two weeks later or something we was on the road and all over each other.”
Vic- “We did hump like monkeys that first time…”
Dan – “We still do even though we’re married.”
Vic – “Who would have thunk it? I think I might find you hotter now that you got my ring on your finger. If only I could get you to meet me at the door in an apron and high heels.”
Dan – “I’ll meet you at the door with a pile-driver you keep talking about me in an apron. You might be taller than me but you know I can whip your pale ass.”
Vic – “Pft. You pin and fuck me a few times and you think you're Triple H or something. Enough talk about this wrestling crap. Back to me. I mean you. I mean us. Are you digging this show so far? I even picked out a theme song.”
Dan – “This bit has a theme song?”
Vic – “It does.” Cues up Meghan Trainor’s “Me Too” then begins to sing along while flashing a big V whenever the big V is called for in the song. “The V is a two, just thought I’d whip that out since V.L. didn’t explain that well.”
Dan – “Yeah, that song fits you perfect. I think she explained it okay.”
Vic – “You are so fucking cute. That’s why I married you. Your cuteness. Also, I love how you use that tongue of yours.”
Dan gives his lips a good porn star wetting.
Vic – “Keep that up and the good folks at home are going to get a wedge of man sex served up like a slice of warm apple pie with cheese.”
Dan – “Okay, I’ll stop. Not that I never had sex with you where people could read about it, but because every time you mention apple pie with cheese, I end up with Velveeta dribbled over me.”
Vic – “And you’re complaining?”
Dan – “Nope, I just didn’t think V.L. wanted cheese mess all over her new chairs. Tell them about the box set, Vic.”
Vic – “Chill out, babe. V.L. is putting all three of our novellas into a box set and pricing it hella good. Check it. $4.99 for three novellas. I mean, that’s one third what it cost readers who bought the books separately from the publisher. That’s a great deal for digital! For those who want me and Dan in print so they can caress my fine pale Polish skin, V.L. will have you covered. First time ever our story will be available in print and with new artwork. Man, the new covers are hot, romantic, and capture me and my man perfectly. Lay your peepers on this beauty…”




Dan – “Man, those are really nice. Any idea what the print copies will cost?”
Vic – “Not a clue yet but as soon as Madame Author over there finds out she’ll pass it along via the Book of Face, her blog, and her website. We’re shooting for a release date of 3/1/17 so mark that day down on your calendars. There will be no preorders for this book. I was told to say that by the short chick under that tacky red, white, and blue umbrella. You can add us to your Goodreads Want-To-Read list by following the funky little link right here--"

Add Point Shot Box Set to Goodreads Shelf
Dan – “Sweet! So, who are you going to be talking to the next time on the 'The Face Off' show?”
Vic – “Looks like we got Mario and Lila up next. They have a book coming out on 4/6/17 called Snap Shot that will kick off the new Cayuga Cougars LGBT erotic hockey romance series.”
Dan – “I love Mario and Madame Lila. So many people wanted to read more about them. McGarrity is a gas. How many hockey players you see in a kilt? I never seen too many back in Manitoba.”
Vic – “Yeah, he is. We ginger men are all the rage. Also, Lila is the best. I mean. The. Fucking. Best.”
Dan – “She’s awesome. Good to see our transgender sisters and brothers getting some of the spotlight.”
Vic – “Hashtag representation matters. Guess that’s all the time I’m giving this for the day. What say we head home and break out the Velveeta? All that talk about cheese has given me half a chub.”
They leave the set in a rush.
V.L. peeks out from under Rangers umbrella. “Phew. Nary a toad in sight. Okay. Good. Maybe Vic will behave and not be an obnoxious jerk to everyone who sits across from him. And maybe an armadillo will play the national anthem on kazoo at the next Cougar’s home game.”

Tuesday Tales - Track

It`s time for Tuesday Tales.


 Welcome back! “Track” is our word this week. I’m starting a new book this week which is a collaboration with another M/M author and huge hockey fan, Rj Scott. We’re both quite excited to be working on this series of M/M hockey romances. It should be a fun, sexy, and romantic group of books and I cannot wait to share some snippets with you!
In this excerpt, we get to meet my character, Tennant Rowe, a young, talented forward who has just discovered that his contract has been picked up in a trade. The trade uproots him from Dallas, TX and plunks him down in Harrisburg, PA. There he meets up once again with Coach Jared Madsen and the attraction between player and defensive coach is instantaneous.
This story will have same-sex moments, strong social issues addressed, and crude language, these are hockey players after all. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!



Training camp for veterans started today. The rookies on the team had been required to show up yesterday. Today would be all about medicals, fitness testing, and media day. The press would be all over me like chocolate on a Ring Ding. Which was kind of cool. It probably would feel good to get some of that spotlight that used to always shine on Tate. Hell, even growing up I was always hearing “Oh, your Brady/Jamie’s little brother! I hope you’re half the student/player he/they are!” from teachers and coaches. This was my time now and I was going to bask in the limelight until I was burnt.
A quick shower and I was off to the training facility out in Rutherford, about twenty minutes from my condo. Glass Animals supplied the ride to work music this morning. Pulling into the parking lot of the Capital Ice Complex rink and seeing press vans scattered around filled me with nervous excitement. I slipped inside without notice, the crush of reporters only getting a peek at me when I jogged down a flight of steps to check out the ice. I closed my eyes, inhaled the smell of hockey into my lungs and smiled. There was nothing like it. The cold air, the sound of blade on ice, the grunts and shouts, the impact of man into glass and board, and the flash of the goal light. It was as good as sex. The ice looked perfect. Pity we veterans wouldn’t be on it until tomorrow.
“Tennant! Hey, welcome to Harrisburg! What do you think you’ll bring to the team?” I looked over the shoulder of my brand new Railers hoodie at the lean guy hustling down the cement stairs. He had wild brown hair and big googly eyes. He held his hand out, shook, and then glanced at the cell phone in his hand. “Bob Riggs. I run an online site that deals exclusively with ice hockey in the Harrisburg area. From the pros to peewee.”
“Nice. Feel free to tape.” I leaned against the glass, folded my arms over my chest, and began answering questions. Within five minutes there were probably twenty people gathered around me at ice level. I did my best to answer every question they threw at me. I told them how excited I was to be here, how I hoped I could contribute to the team and the city in a positive way, and how cool it was that professional hockey was expanding. It was an impromptu kind of meet-and-greet, my favorite kind. I related much better in this kind of setting as opposed to the strictly regulated media day things the teams always set up. Those always felt so staged and stiff. I was about to reply to a question from a burly dude in a track suit who possessed no hair on his head but had massive amounts of it growing out of his ears when someone pounded on the glass behind me.






Copyright 2017 ©by V.L. Locey
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Fandom Friday - Oh Captain!

"Which Captain was best?" is a huge debate among the Star Trek fans. Today I'm asking you if you could be one of the five Enterprise captain's shown below which one would you want to be?

I'd have to go with Captain Janeway. I just adore her. She has a steel spine yet a large and compassionate heart that shows when she deals with her crew. Also, if I were Janeway I could hang out with my man, Tuvok. I have this Vulcan thing you see...


*sighs dreamily over Zachary Quinto, Leonard Nimoy, and Tim Russ*

Tuesday Tales - Picture Prompt

It`s time for Tuesday Tales.


 Welcome back! This week we have another snippet from my M/M hockey tale called Rookie Moves. This novella will continue the romance of Riley Zeally and Keiffer “Rocket” Holden, the stars of On Broadway, which was part of the 2016-2017 Changing on the Fly charity anthology. This novella will be part of the 2017-2018 COTF collection and I’m just thrilled to be able to be part of this amazing project to benefit a charity that promotes inclusivity in sports once again.
 This week is our picture prompt week and all posts must be 300 words or under and reflect the chosen image. In this snippet, Keiffer has just taken his GED equivalency test.
This story will have same sex moments, strong social issues addressed and crude language, these are hockey players after all. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!



My feet hit Broadway exactly nine hours and forty minutes after I had placed my ass on a seat in the Adult Learning Center. We’d done math and science from nine to twelve thirty, took sixty for lunch, and then came back for social studies and the literary courses that ran until six forty or so. My eyes were exhausted, my back stiff, and my brain fried like a ham steak. I sent a quick text off to Riley.
Me: It. Is. Over. *faints* - K            My stomach growled so I jogged across the street to an all-you-can-eat-breakfast-all-day buffet. A quick flash of the black Am Ex and I was seated and waited on. The food was great and I stuffed pancakes into my face as quickly as possible. After a cup or twenty of tea I paid the bill, got some cash, and stepped outside to grab a cab. Sliding into the back I checked my texts. 
Nothing from Riley but that was to be expected. The coach had tightened up the rules about cell phone usage. Since game one had to be played a day earlier than the teams would have liked due to a scheduling conflict for the arena, the players were hitting practices doubly hard. The game was slated to start here at ten so I had a couple of hours to get things ready at the shelter.
The cab stopped at a supermarket and waited while I shopped. Bags of chips and dip, little sausages, pots of plain old yellow mustard, and stuff to make huge bowls of nachos. There was hardly room for me in the backseat with all the bags of grub but that was cool. Once we pulled up in front of the rundown homeless shelter I paid the cabbie, tossed him a tip, and pushed through the doors arms loaded with food.


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Exciting News for M/M Hockey Fans

Cover Reveal Coming In June
I know it will come as no surprise to anyone that I adore hockey. I also have an incredible love for M/M stories, and especially those set in a hockey rink.
I have two new M/M hockey series starting this year (Cayuga Cougars & Brighton Wood Blades) and have an M/F series (The Venom) running. Being part of the wonderful world of hockey romance I’ve been blessed to meet lots of wonderful authors. Some I’m now lucky enough to call friend. Such is the case with Rj Scott even if she is a Pens fan. *winks* You can check out her blog and her books here--Rj Scott Blog
We started chatting online about hockey and discovered that not only do we have a great mutual respect of each other as well as a similar sense of humor, we also thought that co-authoring an M/M hockey series would be the kitten’s whiskers!
Amid much talking, laughing, and plotting we’ve come up with a brand-new team for a brand-new series! Changing Lines, book #1 in our Harrisburg Railers series will release on July 12th and we have a cover reveal set for early June. I cannot wait to show you the cover! Oh, my gods, it is amazing. Meredith Russell did an incredible job. The leading men are just the swooniest. Is that a word? Probably not but who cares! Take a peek at this awesome logo for the new team—
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The Harrisburg Railers - What's in a name?

Wiki... "During part of the 19th century, the building of the Pennsylvania Canal and later the Pennsylvania Railroad allowed Harrisburg to become one of the most industrialized cities in the Northeastern United States.  ...  With Harrisburg poised for growth in steel production, the Borough of Steelton became the ideal location for this type of industry. Steelton was a company town, opened in 1866 by the Pennsylvania Steel Company. Highly innovative in its steel making process, it became the first mill in the United States to make steel railroad rails by contract. ..."

Silent Sunday

*Snow on the Pines*

Fandom Friday - Long as I Can Grow It

This week we are all about the hair. Mm-hmm. There are some glorious locks out there in our fandoms and they all deserve some recognition. So, tell me which character in your fave fandom has the best hair!




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