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September 17, 2013
New #MM Release - Blond Truth by Tamsin Baker! #GLBT #EroticRomance
Welcome my lovelies!!One of my favorite frequent flyer authors, Tamsin Baker, is back today to share her “hot-off-the-eBook-presses” novel, Blond Truth!!Check this bad boy out…
Tommy is thirty one, an architect, gay and gorgeous. Yet, no one has ever really ‘seen’ Tommy before. Sure, they all see his pretty face, blue eyes and hot arse, but they never care enough to see that he’s more than that. Tommy’s getting more frustrated by the day, especially with everyone pairing off. Even Marcus, his best friend and ex lover has found true love. But with little to no relationship experience, how will Tommy find what he needs when he doesn’t even know what that is.Big Bear Ben is thirty nine, a power lifter and an extremely successful business man. He’s never found a man who holds his interest longer than a few months and, having spent ten years under a pile of paperwork, he probably wouldn’t have noticed them even if he had met them. Tommy, a mutual friend sparks his interest like no other. The gorgeous brat brings out Ben’s dominant side and when his chance arrives to get his hands on Tommy, he finds he’s unwilling to let go.
Excerpt:Ben dropped his head and stopped, mere millimetres from Tommy’s lips.“You sure you want this? I don’t want you to think I’m harassing you.” Tommy shivered as Ben’s breath tingled across his skin. He shook his head avidly. “No.”Ben didn’t move, just stared down at him. “No, what? Tell me what you want baby?”Tommy swallowed the moan that rose. This guy was one sexy bastard. That voice was enough to make him weak at the knees. But first he had to beg a little, and rightly so considering his earlier behaviour. “I want you to kiss me.”Ben didn’t wait a second more. His eyes flared a little, then he bent forward and kissed him. If you could call it that. This kiss was out of this world. Ben had thick, soft lips that demanded a response. Tommy moaned low in his throat as Ben swept his tongue inside and tasted him.His neck muscles loosened, and his head began to tilt away from the kiss. Ben’s hands moved quickly, one cupped the back of his head, anchoring him in place, while the other hand slid down to his hip.Tommy moaned again and pushed up against the wall of muscle, needing to get closer. He ran his hands down Ben’s back, stopping at the sculpted arse to squeeze hard. Ben growled and pulled back, panting and trembling. “You are too much.”A surprised laugh flew out of Tommy. He had never been accused of being too much of anything. “You going to take me home, big man?”Ben’s cock was thick and hard between them, making Tommy’s balls ache for release. He really wanted some of that.Slowly, Ben shook his head and Tommy flushed with anger and embarrassment. He struggled to get up and away from this big idiot who he’d actually thought had wanted him mere seconds ago. Big hands came down on him, pulling his arms behind his back. Something strange surged inside Tommy as he fought and couldn’t get free. “Let me go Ben.”Ben chuckled and bit down on the chord of muscle that ran down Tommy’s neck. He shuddered as another wave of longing passed over him.“No way, baby.”Tommy stopped struggling and Ben kissed along his jaw, the soft lips driving him crazy. “Well, why the hell not then? Don’t you know today is my birthday?”Fuck!He wanted to call the words back as soon as he had said them. He sounded about twelve.Ben pulled back to look at him, yet effortlessly kept Tommy immobile. His brown eyes were assessing and intense as they bore into him.“Really? Well birthday boy, I want time to enjoy this gorgeous body of yours and I don’t have any tonight. Go out with me tomorrow night and if you’re a good boy then, I’ll take you home.”Ben’s voice had dropped half an octave and if Tommy was less aroused he would have been offended by that offer.“Where?” Was that his voice all breathy and wanting?Ben dropped a kiss on his lips and Tommy pressed his pelvis harder into the man holding him so tight. A strangled, needy noise rose from Ben and Tommy smiled to himself.
Tamsin Baker Links:www.erotictamsinbaker.blogspot.com.auwww.tamsinbakererotic.com
Buy Links:Amazonhttp://www.amazon.com/Blond-Truth-ebook/dp/B00F9E9HUQ/ref=sr_1_6?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1379451674&sr=1-6&keywords=tamsin+baker
Steam eReadshttp://steamereads.com.au/product/blond-truth/
Tommy is thirty one, an architect, gay and gorgeous. Yet, no one has ever really ‘seen’ Tommy before. Sure, they all see his pretty face, blue eyes and hot arse, but they never care enough to see that he’s more than that. Tommy’s getting more frustrated by the day, especially with everyone pairing off. Even Marcus, his best friend and ex lover has found true love. But with little to no relationship experience, how will Tommy find what he needs when he doesn’t even know what that is.Big Bear Ben is thirty nine, a power lifter and an extremely successful business man. He’s never found a man who holds his interest longer than a few months and, having spent ten years under a pile of paperwork, he probably wouldn’t have noticed them even if he had met them. Tommy, a mutual friend sparks his interest like no other. The gorgeous brat brings out Ben’s dominant side and when his chance arrives to get his hands on Tommy, he finds he’s unwilling to let go.Excerpt:Ben dropped his head and stopped, mere millimetres from Tommy’s lips.“You sure you want this? I don’t want you to think I’m harassing you.” Tommy shivered as Ben’s breath tingled across his skin. He shook his head avidly. “No.”Ben didn’t move, just stared down at him. “No, what? Tell me what you want baby?”Tommy swallowed the moan that rose. This guy was one sexy bastard. That voice was enough to make him weak at the knees. But first he had to beg a little, and rightly so considering his earlier behaviour. “I want you to kiss me.”Ben didn’t wait a second more. His eyes flared a little, then he bent forward and kissed him. If you could call it that. This kiss was out of this world. Ben had thick, soft lips that demanded a response. Tommy moaned low in his throat as Ben swept his tongue inside and tasted him.His neck muscles loosened, and his head began to tilt away from the kiss. Ben’s hands moved quickly, one cupped the back of his head, anchoring him in place, while the other hand slid down to his hip.Tommy moaned again and pushed up against the wall of muscle, needing to get closer. He ran his hands down Ben’s back, stopping at the sculpted arse to squeeze hard. Ben growled and pulled back, panting and trembling. “You are too much.”A surprised laugh flew out of Tommy. He had never been accused of being too much of anything. “You going to take me home, big man?”Ben’s cock was thick and hard between them, making Tommy’s balls ache for release. He really wanted some of that.Slowly, Ben shook his head and Tommy flushed with anger and embarrassment. He struggled to get up and away from this big idiot who he’d actually thought had wanted him mere seconds ago. Big hands came down on him, pulling his arms behind his back. Something strange surged inside Tommy as he fought and couldn’t get free. “Let me go Ben.”Ben chuckled and bit down on the chord of muscle that ran down Tommy’s neck. He shuddered as another wave of longing passed over him.“No way, baby.”Tommy stopped struggling and Ben kissed along his jaw, the soft lips driving him crazy. “Well, why the hell not then? Don’t you know today is my birthday?”Fuck!He wanted to call the words back as soon as he had said them. He sounded about twelve.Ben pulled back to look at him, yet effortlessly kept Tommy immobile. His brown eyes were assessing and intense as they bore into him.“Really? Well birthday boy, I want time to enjoy this gorgeous body of yours and I don’t have any tonight. Go out with me tomorrow night and if you’re a good boy then, I’ll take you home.”Ben’s voice had dropped half an octave and if Tommy was less aroused he would have been offended by that offer.“Where?” Was that his voice all breathy and wanting?Ben dropped a kiss on his lips and Tommy pressed his pelvis harder into the man holding him so tight. A strangled, needy noise rose from Ben and Tommy smiled to himself.
Tamsin Baker Links:www.erotictamsinbaker.blogspot.com.auwww.tamsinbakererotic.com
Buy Links:Amazonhttp://www.amazon.com/Blond-Truth-ebook/dp/B00F9E9HUQ/ref=sr_1_6?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1379451674&sr=1-6&keywords=tamsin+baker
Steam eReadshttp://steamereads.com.au/product/blond-truth/
September 8, 2013
National Suicide Prevention Week ~ September 8-14, 2013
Welcome back, my friends!! This week is no ordinary week here on Tyler's Naughty notions, and to be honest, it's a week I would rather not have need of at all. Unfortunately, there is a need and as a member of society in general, and a fellow humanoid on this planet, it's a week I cannot ignore anymore than I could ignore the reason for it. What week is this, you might ask?
"Suicide Prevention Week"
For me, personally, as an author of gay romance and as a mother of four kids between the ages of 15 and 21, this issue is always in the back of my mind. Perhaps more so when it comes to issues within the younger members of the LGBT community. As a mother, I've always had a motto, and have repeated it to my children so many times they've begun to roll their eyes when I say it, not because they don't believe me, but because they already know my unconditional love is real and that I shouldn't have to remind them continuously. But I do it anyway. What's my motto?
I would rather have a gay child than a dead one!!
It sounds like a harsh thing to say, but unfortunately too many parents feel just the opposite and that's not only a shame, it's a downright slap in the face to good, loving parents everywhere, and unfair to the kids stuck with intolerant, uneducated, close-minded parents.
The world has enough hate in it, and the last place that should be felt or experienced is within a family and their home.
You will have to forgive me if I sound jaded. I try very hard not to, so let me get off of my soapbox and add that there are plenty of young people out there who have accepting parents, family and friends, who DO love unconditionally and ARE understanding, yet the child still struggles with depression. Young people have a lot to deal with already and when confusion or questions about their sexuality gets thrown into the mix, emotions can run high and even be overwhelming at times.
I've struggled with questions about sexuality myself as a young woman, and it was tough feeling isolated and wondering if everyone knew how I felt or what thoughts ran through my mind.
It's perhaps one reason why I am so open-minded and empathetic the LGBT community and kids dealing with these issues today.
I've been there, done that!!
A lot of people have felt the same, regardless of the conclusion they finally came to when they finally figured it all out like I did. It takes time, a lot of soul-searching and a willingness to be honest with ourselves, which isn't always easy.
Some struggles are more difficult and situations vary in degrees, but no matter what, or how hopeless it may feel in THIS moment, it doesn't always have to be this way!!
There is light to show the way out of the darkness and there is hope for confusion to turn into clarity. And the best part is that nobody has to do it alone.
We're much more fortunate when it comes to finding support and a friendly ear today. All anyone has to do is reach out and allow someone who's been there and understands, to take their hand and guide them through the minefield of questions and uncertainty.
Just remember: You are worthy of happiness, love and most if all hope! Hugs!!
Please follow any or all of the links below and son't stop until you find the right door for you ... I PROMISE that help is there, you only have to knock!!
The Trevor Project: http://www.thetrevorproject.org/
PFLAG: http://community.pflag.org/
Coming Out Support: http://community.pflag.org/page.aspx?pid=268
Gay, Lesbian & Straight Education Network: http://www.glsen.org/
Sexuality Information and Education Council of the United States: http://www.siecus.org/
"Suicide Prevention Week"
For me, personally, as an author of gay romance and as a mother of four kids between the ages of 15 and 21, this issue is always in the back of my mind. Perhaps more so when it comes to issues within the younger members of the LGBT community. As a mother, I've always had a motto, and have repeated it to my children so many times they've begun to roll their eyes when I say it, not because they don't believe me, but because they already know my unconditional love is real and that I shouldn't have to remind them continuously. But I do it anyway. What's my motto?
I would rather have a gay child than a dead one!! 
It sounds like a harsh thing to say, but unfortunately too many parents feel just the opposite and that's not only a shame, it's a downright slap in the face to good, loving parents everywhere, and unfair to the kids stuck with intolerant, uneducated, close-minded parents.
The world has enough hate in it, and the last place that should be felt or experienced is within a family and their home.
You will have to forgive me if I sound jaded. I try very hard not to, so let me get off of my soapbox and add that there are plenty of young people out there who have accepting parents, family and friends, who DO love unconditionally and ARE understanding, yet the child still struggles with depression. Young people have a lot to deal with already and when confusion or questions about their sexuality gets thrown into the mix, emotions can run high and even be overwhelming at times. I've struggled with questions about sexuality myself as a young woman, and it was tough feeling isolated and wondering if everyone knew how I felt or what thoughts ran through my mind.
It's perhaps one reason why I am so open-minded and empathetic the LGBT community and kids dealing with these issues today. I've been there, done that!!
A lot of people have felt the same, regardless of the conclusion they finally came to when they finally figured it all out like I did. It takes time, a lot of soul-searching and a willingness to be honest with ourselves, which isn't always easy.
Some struggles are more difficult and situations vary in degrees, but no matter what, or how hopeless it may feel in THIS moment, it doesn't always have to be this way!!
There is light to show the way out of the darkness and there is hope for confusion to turn into clarity. And the best part is that nobody has to do it alone.
We're much more fortunate when it comes to finding support and a friendly ear today. All anyone has to do is reach out and allow someone who's been there and understands, to take their hand and guide them through the minefield of questions and uncertainty.Just remember: You are worthy of happiness, love and most if all hope! Hugs!!
Please follow any or all of the links below and son't stop until you find the right door for you ... I PROMISE that help is there, you only have to knock!!
The Trevor Project: http://www.thetrevorproject.org/
PFLAG: http://community.pflag.org/
Coming Out Support: http://community.pflag.org/page.aspx?pid=268
Gay, Lesbian & Straight Education Network: http://www.glsen.org/
Sexuality Information and Education Council of the United States: http://www.siecus.org/
September 3, 2013
A Beautiful Lie by Tyler Robbins is NOW available in PRINT!
Welcome to September!!
I love starting off a new month with good news!! Today's news isn't good, it's AWESOME!!
It finally happened... My Best-Selling M/M novel, "A Beautiful Lie" is now available in PRINT!!!
Jesse Reagan has had more than his share of tragedy, and he may have been dealt another blow when, once again, cancer threatens the sister who raised him.
Faced with the possibility of being left behind, Jesse vows to care for her young son, though he’s not convinced he can. When Trip Cantrell returns to town, he’s blindsided the instant he’s reunited with his kid brother’s lifelong friend, Jesse. His inability to find happiness in the years he’s been gone, suddenly makes sense. Love’s been waiting at home all along. Life begins to look promising, except for the fact that neither have come out of the closet publicly, and that’s not even their biggest problem. Someone has a secret so shocking they may never find a way past it. Will they be accepted in their small Texas town, or will secrets, lies, and the threat of tragedy destroy everything?
Some small towns just aren’t meant to hold big secrets.
ADULT EXCERPT: Trip could feel the tension radiating from the other man. Following his instincts, he gripped Jesse’s shoulder and squeezed. “You’re not alone you know. If you ever want to talk or need help with anything, let me know.”Jesse turned his head, shocking the hell out of Trip by leaning in to where Trip held his shoulder, slightly brushing his cheek against Trip’s fingers. Trip tightened his grip, savoring the feel of Jesse’s skin touching his. Was he imagining it? Jesse slowly lifted his chin as his green eyes, darkening by the second, settled on Trip. Trip’s heart raced, and his hardening c**k pressed against the zipper of his jeans. Was this really happening? He inched closer, inhaling deep, losing himself in the aroma of Jesse’s quite memorable cologne. He swallowed hard, his lips tingling at the thought of Jesse’s mouth on his. Jesse’s chest rose and fell, his breathing grew louder by the second, infiltrating Trip’s mind until his own breaths caught up, matching Jesse’s pants breath for heated breath. Jesse’s eyelids lowered to half-mast, his desire obvious as f**k. Trip reacted on instinct alone, no thinking, just doing. He pulled Jesse closer until their lips were centimeters apart. Jesse’s exhales warmed Trip’s skin. The night went silent the instant Jesse’s soft lips grazed Trip’s. Seconds felt like hours until Trip engulfed Jesse’s mouth all together. With hungry sweeps, Trip dove deeper, sucking, and tangling his tongue with Jesse’s. He cupped the back of Jesse’s neck, and held on as their mouths warred for dominance over the other. Trip gasped when Jesse’s wandering hand discovered his erection through his jeans. “F**k.” Hot air poured over Trip’s neck as Jesse’s kisses blanketed his throat. “I’ve wanted to do that all night.” Trip splayed his fingers through Jesse’s silky, black hair, hoping against hope Jesse would move his mouth lower. Jesse fumbled with the buttons on Trip’s shirt, and plucked the first few open. He worked his way across Trip’s chest, circling Trip’s erect nipples with his warm, wet tongue. “S**t, Jesse.” Trip struggled to catch his breath. Everything was so intense, moved so fast, Trip could hardly tell if it was real. He leaned Jesse back, seizing the few stolen moments he hoped were actually happening. His kisses grew heavier, and his need increased. He’d take it as far as Jesse would let him. He had no choice. Please let this be real.
HERE'S THE LINK!! ORDER YOUR COPY TODAY!! https://www.createspace.com/4419781
I love starting off a new month with good news!! Today's news isn't good, it's AWESOME!!
It finally happened... My Best-Selling M/M novel, "A Beautiful Lie" is now available in PRINT!!!
Jesse Reagan has had more than his share of tragedy, and he may have been dealt another blow when, once again, cancer threatens the sister who raised him. Faced with the possibility of being left behind, Jesse vows to care for her young son, though he’s not convinced he can. When Trip Cantrell returns to town, he’s blindsided the instant he’s reunited with his kid brother’s lifelong friend, Jesse. His inability to find happiness in the years he’s been gone, suddenly makes sense. Love’s been waiting at home all along. Life begins to look promising, except for the fact that neither have come out of the closet publicly, and that’s not even their biggest problem. Someone has a secret so shocking they may never find a way past it. Will they be accepted in their small Texas town, or will secrets, lies, and the threat of tragedy destroy everything?
Some small towns just aren’t meant to hold big secrets.
ADULT EXCERPT: Trip could feel the tension radiating from the other man. Following his instincts, he gripped Jesse’s shoulder and squeezed. “You’re not alone you know. If you ever want to talk or need help with anything, let me know.”Jesse turned his head, shocking the hell out of Trip by leaning in to where Trip held his shoulder, slightly brushing his cheek against Trip’s fingers. Trip tightened his grip, savoring the feel of Jesse’s skin touching his. Was he imagining it? Jesse slowly lifted his chin as his green eyes, darkening by the second, settled on Trip. Trip’s heart raced, and his hardening c**k pressed against the zipper of his jeans. Was this really happening? He inched closer, inhaling deep, losing himself in the aroma of Jesse’s quite memorable cologne. He swallowed hard, his lips tingling at the thought of Jesse’s mouth on his. Jesse’s chest rose and fell, his breathing grew louder by the second, infiltrating Trip’s mind until his own breaths caught up, matching Jesse’s pants breath for heated breath. Jesse’s eyelids lowered to half-mast, his desire obvious as f**k. Trip reacted on instinct alone, no thinking, just doing. He pulled Jesse closer until their lips were centimeters apart. Jesse’s exhales warmed Trip’s skin. The night went silent the instant Jesse’s soft lips grazed Trip’s. Seconds felt like hours until Trip engulfed Jesse’s mouth all together. With hungry sweeps, Trip dove deeper, sucking, and tangling his tongue with Jesse’s. He cupped the back of Jesse’s neck, and held on as their mouths warred for dominance over the other. Trip gasped when Jesse’s wandering hand discovered his erection through his jeans. “F**k.” Hot air poured over Trip’s neck as Jesse’s kisses blanketed his throat. “I’ve wanted to do that all night.” Trip splayed his fingers through Jesse’s silky, black hair, hoping against hope Jesse would move his mouth lower. Jesse fumbled with the buttons on Trip’s shirt, and plucked the first few open. He worked his way across Trip’s chest, circling Trip’s erect nipples with his warm, wet tongue. “S**t, Jesse.” Trip struggled to catch his breath. Everything was so intense, moved so fast, Trip could hardly tell if it was real. He leaned Jesse back, seizing the few stolen moments he hoped were actually happening. His kisses grew heavier, and his need increased. He’d take it as far as Jesse would let him. He had no choice. Please let this be real.
HERE'S THE LINK!! ORDER YOUR COPY TODAY!! https://www.createspace.com/4419781
August 29, 2013
Anais Morgan & her M/M Romance, Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now
It’s been a crazy couple of weeks with my youngest daughter going back to high school, my oldest daughter starting college, and my oldest son transferring jobs. I'm surprised I didn't trip over myself coming and going.Just in case you're wondering, yes, my already grown and nearly grown kids still live at home, and mama likes it that way!! JHowever, there is something I like more than a full nest and that’s a juicy M/M novel, which makes today's guest all the more welcome. Sit back, prop your feet up and enjoy the excerpt, Anais Morgan is sharing from her new release, Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now!!
When they finally find love, can it survive the scrutiny?
Vincent’s days at work are spent admiring a hot hunk of man flesh named Jason. Unfortunately, Jason is straight—or so Vincent believes. When Jason asks Vincent out to a sporting event, he confesses he’s interested, and Vince has no problem exploring these feelings with Jason. After a night of passion, they decide they’ve held back their true feelings for too long and want to try a committed relationship.Just as things start to work for them, their boss finds out that they’re gay. He turns them in for on-the-clock PDA and tells their co-workers. Can Vincent and Jason’s relationship hold up against that kind of hatred?
Excerpt:
A knock came on the door. I walked over and unlocked the deadbolt. Jason smiled as I opened it. He stepped on the threshold, his brows furrowing the way they always had at work. Something was bothering him.“We good?” I asked.He hesitated before answering. “Yeah. Can I talk to you about something?”“Sure.” I stepped aside to allow him to come in farther. After closing the door, I asked, “What’s up?”He waited a few seconds, concern warping his gaze. I began to worry.Jason said, “Look, Vincent, I know you’re gay.”My teeth chattered while my stomach dropped between my knees. How did he find out? I’d been so careful, always watching my back. My hands shook, my knees wanted to knock so I leaned on one foot, trying to play it cool. “How did … you … umm. Well you see—”Jason held up his hands in defense. Smiling, he said, “Look, I’m not mad. Actually, I think you’re cute.” He paused. “I’ve always thought something was wrong with me. I love sex, but mostly anal. Women turn me on, but not the way men seem to. Maybe I’m bi? I don’t know. But I want to find out.”And did I ever want to pull him to my side. I smiled at him, my hands quivering and whispered, “I’ll help you.”Jason took a step closer. He wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled me in for a kiss. At first he puckered, unsure of what to do. I led him, kissing his bottom lip gently. He molded his lips to mine, following my lead.“Want me to help you figure that out?” I opened his mouth with my own, sliding my tongue in. He massaged mine back, licking and playing with it. My body, and my cock, reacted to his touch. I wanted to break away and hug him, maybe jump for joy. But no, I couldn’t. I didn’t want the kiss to end.Jason let out a small moan and I wanted him even more. Fuck the game, we could do this all night. I slid my hand up to the back of his neck. His hair stood on end. What did this mean? Could he be turned on, too? Or was he mortified? Jason pulled back, gazing into my eyes. His were wide. He hated it, I could tell. He didn’t want it.“That was … weird,” he said.“I’m sorry.”He smirked. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it.”My cock twitched with his words. Wow. “That did just happen, didn’t it?”
Like what you’ve read? Want to read more? I’m hosting a giveaway. I’ll be on 13 blogs over the Labor Day weekend to promote Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now. All you have to do is comment on any of the blogs. Want more chances to win? Visit all of the blogs and comment! The more you comment, the better your chances. It’s that simple.Visit www.anaismorgan.blogspot.com for a complete list of the blogs and dates. And as always, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy.-Anais Morgan
Links:Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=anais%20morgan&sprefix=anais+mo%2Caps&rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3Aanais%20morgan
Facebook: www.facebook.com/anais.morganluv
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/
When they finally find love, can it survive the scrutiny? Vincent’s days at work are spent admiring a hot hunk of man flesh named Jason. Unfortunately, Jason is straight—or so Vincent believes. When Jason asks Vincent out to a sporting event, he confesses he’s interested, and Vince has no problem exploring these feelings with Jason. After a night of passion, they decide they’ve held back their true feelings for too long and want to try a committed relationship.Just as things start to work for them, their boss finds out that they’re gay. He turns them in for on-the-clock PDA and tells their co-workers. Can Vincent and Jason’s relationship hold up against that kind of hatred?
Excerpt:
A knock came on the door. I walked over and unlocked the deadbolt. Jason smiled as I opened it. He stepped on the threshold, his brows furrowing the way they always had at work. Something was bothering him.“We good?” I asked.He hesitated before answering. “Yeah. Can I talk to you about something?”“Sure.” I stepped aside to allow him to come in farther. After closing the door, I asked, “What’s up?”He waited a few seconds, concern warping his gaze. I began to worry.Jason said, “Look, Vincent, I know you’re gay.”My teeth chattered while my stomach dropped between my knees. How did he find out? I’d been so careful, always watching my back. My hands shook, my knees wanted to knock so I leaned on one foot, trying to play it cool. “How did … you … umm. Well you see—”Jason held up his hands in defense. Smiling, he said, “Look, I’m not mad. Actually, I think you’re cute.” He paused. “I’ve always thought something was wrong with me. I love sex, but mostly anal. Women turn me on, but not the way men seem to. Maybe I’m bi? I don’t know. But I want to find out.”And did I ever want to pull him to my side. I smiled at him, my hands quivering and whispered, “I’ll help you.”Jason took a step closer. He wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled me in for a kiss. At first he puckered, unsure of what to do. I led him, kissing his bottom lip gently. He molded his lips to mine, following my lead.“Want me to help you figure that out?” I opened his mouth with my own, sliding my tongue in. He massaged mine back, licking and playing with it. My body, and my cock, reacted to his touch. I wanted to break away and hug him, maybe jump for joy. But no, I couldn’t. I didn’t want the kiss to end.Jason let out a small moan and I wanted him even more. Fuck the game, we could do this all night. I slid my hand up to the back of his neck. His hair stood on end. What did this mean? Could he be turned on, too? Or was he mortified? Jason pulled back, gazing into my eyes. His were wide. He hated it, I could tell. He didn’t want it.“That was … weird,” he said.“I’m sorry.”He smirked. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it.”My cock twitched with his words. Wow. “That did just happen, didn’t it?”
Like what you’ve read? Want to read more? I’m hosting a giveaway. I’ll be on 13 blogs over the Labor Day weekend to promote Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now. All you have to do is comment on any of the blogs. Want more chances to win? Visit all of the blogs and comment! The more you comment, the better your chances. It’s that simple.Visit www.anaismorgan.blogspot.com for a complete list of the blogs and dates. And as always, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy.-Anais Morgan
Links:Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=anais%20morgan&sprefix=anais+mo%2Caps&rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3Aanais%20morgan
Facebook: www.facebook.com/anais.morganluv
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/
August 20, 2013
M/M Erotic Novel ~ Chasing Matt by Nikka Michaels and Eileen Griffin
Hello my lovelies!!Welcome back!! Grab a snack and find comfy spot so we can dig right into “Chasing Matt” by Nikka Michaels & Eileen Griffin!!
Chase Williams is a gorgeous but painfully shy web designer whose long term boyfriend dumped him for being such a “nice” guy. Instead of meeting his buddies at the local bar for a drink he helps his elderly neighbor with a DIY project. When a wobbly step ladder leads to a banged up wrist and a trip to the ER Chase is convinced it’s the worst night ever. Then he meets his handsome nurse.Matt Owens is the boy next door who loves working in the busy ER. He’s more than ready to clock out from his double shift until he meets his patient in Bed 4. Matt’s bedside manner is charming enough to make Chase consider throwing caution to the wind and going after what he wants for a change. But will Matt’s attraction to Chase be enough to make him to break his rule about never dating patients?
Evernight Publishing:http://www.evernightpublishing.com/chasing-matt-by-nikka-michaels-and-eileen-griffin/Amazon:http://www.amazon.com/Chasing-Matt-ebook/dp/B00ENRNF6C/ref=sr_1_4?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1376972623&sr=1-4&keywords=chasing+matt
Excerpt
Nurse Matt Owens paused and held my eyes for a minute before leaning over to type some notes on the computer. My skin flushed when he looked away. I liked the feeling of his eyes on me. I only wished he did it with personal interest instead of the clinical way he evaluated my injury.I shifted on the stretcher as he gently manipulated my wrist, his hands steady and warm through the gloves. The pain was mostly manageable, until he held onto my forearm with one hand, and flexed my hand backward with the other. I jumped and yelped, unable to hide how much even that small movement hurt.His eyes were sympathetic, but his hands remained firmly on my arm, steadying me. “Sorry. Bad news? There’s a lot of swelling, and the skin is already turning a nice shade of purple.”He looked back down at my wrist, and manipulated my fingers and wrist again. When he held my hand still and slowly moved his thumb in circles over the top of my wrist, my breath hitched. The pain of the injury mixed with a deeper pleasure that shot straight to my cock. I quickly shifted my good arm to cover my lap.“Pain?” Matt’s concerned eyes met mine as he moved his thumb, gently rubbing the swollen skin between my thumb and pointer finger. “A little.”“Pressure points can help alleviate pain sometimes, but right now you’re too swollen to receive any real benefit. This pressure point is called the Valley of Harmony, but I’m sensing this is less than harmonic for you.”I thought I saw the smallest hint of a smirk on his lips, but I couldn’t be sure since his face was still tilted down toward my arm. I cursed at myself for getting turned on by a nurse’s clinical exam. “I’ve just called for a tech from Radiology to escort you down for your scans. Do you have any questions?”I laughed under my breath. Did I have any questions? A whole litany of questions came to my mind ranging from where the hell was the exit so I can finally go home to what’s your phone number.After I settled on the new stretcher, the tech wheeled me down the hallway towards Radiology. All I thought about was whether Matt would be there when I got back from the tests. If he was, and I hadn’t killed anyone from the pain taking over my whole body, maybe I’d actually work up the courage to strike up a conversation that had nothing to do with sludgy coffee, sucky fluorescent lighting, or beautiful ER lobbies, and get to know more about Nurse Owens. Maybe I’d embrace the new Chase Williams like Brett wanted me to and actually go after what I wanted for the first time in my life.
Author Bios/Links Nikka Michaels lives in the often rainy Pacific Northwest where she spends her time cooking, laughing and crafting romantic tales to satisfy her craving for HEAs.
http://www.facebook.com/Nikka.Michaelshttp://www.nikkamichaels.comhttp://twitter.com/nikkamichaelshttp://www.evernightpublishing.com/nikka-michaels/http://www.amazon.com/author/nikkamichaels
Eileen Griffin loves to travel and has spent many summers crossing Europe with nothing but a backpack. She enjoys TexMex, good wine and losing herself in a great book.http://www.eileengriffin.wordpress.comhttp://www.twitter.com/eileengriffin77http://www.facebook.com/eileen.griffinhttp://www.evernightpublishing.com/eileen-griffin/
Chase Williams is a gorgeous but painfully shy web designer whose long term boyfriend dumped him for being such a “nice” guy. Instead of meeting his buddies at the local bar for a drink he helps his elderly neighbor with a DIY project. When a wobbly step ladder leads to a banged up wrist and a trip to the ER Chase is convinced it’s the worst night ever. Then he meets his handsome nurse.Matt Owens is the boy next door who loves working in the busy ER. He’s more than ready to clock out from his double shift until he meets his patient in Bed 4. Matt’s bedside manner is charming enough to make Chase consider throwing caution to the wind and going after what he wants for a change. But will Matt’s attraction to Chase be enough to make him to break his rule about never dating patients?
Evernight Publishing:http://www.evernightpublishing.com/chasing-matt-by-nikka-michaels-and-eileen-griffin/Amazon:http://www.amazon.com/Chasing-Matt-ebook/dp/B00ENRNF6C/ref=sr_1_4?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1376972623&sr=1-4&keywords=chasing+matt
Excerpt
Nurse Matt Owens paused and held my eyes for a minute before leaning over to type some notes on the computer. My skin flushed when he looked away. I liked the feeling of his eyes on me. I only wished he did it with personal interest instead of the clinical way he evaluated my injury.I shifted on the stretcher as he gently manipulated my wrist, his hands steady and warm through the gloves. The pain was mostly manageable, until he held onto my forearm with one hand, and flexed my hand backward with the other. I jumped and yelped, unable to hide how much even that small movement hurt.His eyes were sympathetic, but his hands remained firmly on my arm, steadying me. “Sorry. Bad news? There’s a lot of swelling, and the skin is already turning a nice shade of purple.”He looked back down at my wrist, and manipulated my fingers and wrist again. When he held my hand still and slowly moved his thumb in circles over the top of my wrist, my breath hitched. The pain of the injury mixed with a deeper pleasure that shot straight to my cock. I quickly shifted my good arm to cover my lap.“Pain?” Matt’s concerned eyes met mine as he moved his thumb, gently rubbing the swollen skin between my thumb and pointer finger. “A little.”“Pressure points can help alleviate pain sometimes, but right now you’re too swollen to receive any real benefit. This pressure point is called the Valley of Harmony, but I’m sensing this is less than harmonic for you.”I thought I saw the smallest hint of a smirk on his lips, but I couldn’t be sure since his face was still tilted down toward my arm. I cursed at myself for getting turned on by a nurse’s clinical exam. “I’ve just called for a tech from Radiology to escort you down for your scans. Do you have any questions?”I laughed under my breath. Did I have any questions? A whole litany of questions came to my mind ranging from where the hell was the exit so I can finally go home to what’s your phone number.After I settled on the new stretcher, the tech wheeled me down the hallway towards Radiology. All I thought about was whether Matt would be there when I got back from the tests. If he was, and I hadn’t killed anyone from the pain taking over my whole body, maybe I’d actually work up the courage to strike up a conversation that had nothing to do with sludgy coffee, sucky fluorescent lighting, or beautiful ER lobbies, and get to know more about Nurse Owens. Maybe I’d embrace the new Chase Williams like Brett wanted me to and actually go after what I wanted for the first time in my life.
Author Bios/Links Nikka Michaels lives in the often rainy Pacific Northwest where she spends her time cooking, laughing and crafting romantic tales to satisfy her craving for HEAs.
http://www.facebook.com/Nikka.Michaelshttp://www.nikkamichaels.comhttp://twitter.com/nikkamichaelshttp://www.evernightpublishing.com/nikka-michaels/http://www.amazon.com/author/nikkamichaels
Eileen Griffin loves to travel and has spent many summers crossing Europe with nothing but a backpack. She enjoys TexMex, good wine and losing herself in a great book.http://www.eileengriffin.wordpress.comhttp://www.twitter.com/eileengriffin77http://www.facebook.com/eileen.griffinhttp://www.evernightpublishing.com/eileen-griffin/
August 19, 2013
Snippet from Tyler's first M/F/M WIP, Honor's Beck and Call
Hello my, lovelies!!So guess what? In addition to the two M/M WIPs I've been going back and forth on, a reader asked me to write another menage with vampires, only she asked for a female to round out the threesome. The idea intrigued me, especially if the heroes are just as committed to each other as much as they are to heroine in the middle. Sounds yummy, right? I thought so too, only I hadn't realized how much fun it would be. I haven't written much, but I think it's off to a great start. The following is an excerpt, and I claim it as my original work, so please respect the inferred anti-plagiarism rule of my bog and consider all excerpts and snippets posted by me or my guests as copyrighted material!!
Honor’s Beck and Call Blurb (inspired by Judie Stewart)
My FAKE cover! Honor Christian cares for her ailing benefactor while harboring the vampire who created her in the underground tunnels of the southern manor she now calls home. Greyson Beck has a price on his head since breaking away from his original clan. His only hope for survival is to seek refuge in the arms of his loyal progeny, Honor. The secluded mansion provides the perfect sanctuary, and they soon forget the danger when Honor comes face to face with the one human she’s never been able to resist; Julien Call, her benefactor’s godson. At first, Greyson is torn, but then discovers that his attraction to Julien is mutual. With love in full bloom, the trio inevitably come together, raising the stakes when the enemy comes knocking. There’s a thin line between a love that’s too good to be true, and one that’s too true to be good?
Here's your sneak peek!!Prologue
“I don’t think I will ever be able to feel for another girl the way I feel for you.” Julien Call’s heart pounded in his chest and his eyes burned from the salty swell of unshed tears. A slight hint of pain darkened Honor’s expression as she gently slid her thumb across his bottom lip. The fair-skinned, raven-haired beauty appeared even more delicate as she sighed deeply. “Julien, you have no idea the hundreds of girls you’re going to encounter in life. You’ll forget all about me soon enough.” Julien shook his head. How could he explain that what he was trying to tell her was so much more than a declaration of affection? How could he tell her something he’d known long before they’d shared their amazing summer romance? Honor Christian was the only girl he’d ever had feelings for. Period. Deep down, Julien had always been aware his attraction to other men, but he’d never known for sure how serious the notion was considering his equal pull toward girls. Then again, Honor wasn't just any girl. Honor was so much more than the beautiful, gracious young woman who lived with and cared for his godmother. Four years his elder, she was the only woman he’d even considered making love to, and it had nothing to do with the allure of what she was. His feelings had taken root weeks before he discovered her secret. No. He’d been drawn to her because of something much deeper than that. Much stronger than the hypnotizing wiles of a vampire, and although he had no words to properly describe it, somehow he knew. Vampire or not, Honor Christian was the one woman he’d love forever.
PG Excerpt:
"Has he called or written, child?” Honor peered down at the frail hand lightly gripping her wrist. Her heart was torn in two, unable to lessen her benefactor’s growing concern. “No, ma’am.” Honor caressed Mrs. Goodson’s satiny, translucent skin. The elderly woman had taken her in so many years ago, Honor had lost count. Back when the old woman’s hair was the deepest shade of crimson and her skin flawless and smooth. Those days had drifted slowly into the past and Honor’s only concern the last few years was to make Mrs. Goodson comfortable and read to her the letters Julien had sent less frequently. Time had taken its toll on the generous old woman, leaving only the worrisome shell of a saint behind. The Goodsons never had children of her own. Mr. Goodson had been a powerful man; one with many secrets. Honor often wondered if his angelic wife knew of the tunnels under their mansion. Tunnels she herself had never known existed until she and Julien discovered them during their summer together. Nearly seven years had passed, and Honor had yet to determine their purpose. Her creator, Greyson, had warned Honor not to dig too deeply in the affairs of humans. He cautioned that some evils were best left dead and buried and vampires would benefit from minding their own kind. Of course he’d say something like that. He’d taken issue with humans long before he ever saved Honor from certain death that wintry night so long ago. Honor hugged herself, recalling the frigid waters and deadly ice that would have become her grave if the hand of a vampire hadn’t plucked her from the black abyss and given her a new lease on life. A life still shrouded in death, but death of a different kind. “He will return.” Mrs. Goodson squeezed her wrist harder. “I know he will.” Honor smiled and patted her hand. “You rest. I will be back a little later to check on you.” It wouldn’t be long now. Honor could sense the end was near. A slight change had settled in the air around her benefactor and it pained Honor to know that soon, the last inkling of true life in the mansion would be silenced. She dimmed the lights and closed the door behind her as she left Mrs. Goodson’s room. Honor wandered down the hallway to her own bedroom. Not much had changed in all the time she’d lived there. The antique, turn-of-the-century furniture still reminded her of those old romance novels she’d read when she was a girl. The kind treasured by loveless spinsters of yesteryear who pursued their destinies between the pages of a book rather than actually stepping outside and looking for a real man to latch on to. Honor couldn’t blame them though. Times were different then. Now, women were free to choose and free to express themselves in ways women of that era could not. They would surely blush if they knew how determined women of today were to seek satisfaction. Honor laughed to herself as she thought of that summer with Julien. The boy with the caramel skin and the swirls of dark hair she’d run her fingers through too many times to count. The taste of his lips, warm and sweet and so different than those of her creator, Greyson. Both men had conquered her in their own ways. Greyson, with a passion so intense she swooned at the mere thought of his masculine bravado, and Julien, so tender and gentle, his inexperience as charming as the words he’d whisper in her ear as they made love. Two lovers, so different, yet so alike in the way Honor had loved them. She stretched across her bed and stared out at the moonlight filtering in through her open window as a cool breeze drifted into the room. Morning would be upon her soon and she would be forced to close the shutters and draw the curtains, keeping the deadly rays at bay another day. A small price to pay for immortality it would seem, but one that cut deeply when the yearning for light overwhelmed her. It happened less often now. She’d found ways to occupy her time. Greyson helped when he’d sneak away to see her, but when he couldn’t, those were the days she missed Julien the most. Missed his warm touch. Missed his hot breath on her skin and the taste of him on her tongue. Not his blood though. She’d never even been tempted. Besides, he’d brought plenty of snacks to fill her good and proper back when they were lovers. Boys from school, the ones he hadn’t really liked much, the ones he said deserved to lose a pint or two. Julien could be ruthless when he needed to be, and seeing to it she was fed, seemed like a chore he quite enjoyed. Honor sighed deeply at the thought of it. She’d missed that about him, too. A deep silence filled the room, bringing with it a heaviness she could almost feel. Something dark loomed in the air, and Honor sat up, sensing it right away. She rushed to the window and peered out over the awning below and scanned the back yard. The swaying tree branches stilled, and the hairs at the nape of her neck stood on end, pricking her collar in defiance. Someone was there. She could feel it. “You should never leave your doors unlocked, my dear.” Honor gasped and whirled around. “Greyson!” A devilish grin spread across his face. “You’ve been thinking of me again, haven’t you?” Honor stifled her excitement and sauntered past him, returning to her bed. How she loved to tease him. “Among other men.” He quickly spun around and appeared at her side in an instant. “Do tell.” “You’d like me to tell you of my many lovers.” “Many?” His eyes widened with surprise, then softened as he licked his lips in a sultry manner. “Big strapping lads, were they?” “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Honor giggled, taking much delight in tormenting him. Greyson took her hand and kissed it, inhaling deeply as his lips trailed up her arm. “Tell me, my love.” Honor reclined back onto a stack of pillows and smoothed her skirt. Greyson stretched out beside her, resting his hand on her thigh. “Tell me of your many lovers.” Honor swirled his golden locks around her fingers as she began to toy with her creator. “I’ve had so many, I don’t know where to begin.” “Start with the best and leave out the riffraff.” The only other man Honor had ever been with other than Greyson was Julien Call, and deep down the assumed Greyson knew that. “I’ve told you this story so many times. Aren’t you bored of it already?” Greyson rose up and skinned the tip of his nose gently across her cheek. “I long to hear of you being satisfied, whether by me or another man. Your happiness is my most passionate desire.” He truly was remarkable. Honor cleared her throat. “This wasn’t just any man—this man was human.” Greyson gasped. “Simply scandalous.”
Well, that's all you get. I'd love to hear what you think.
Will Greyson maintain his playful nature after he meets Julien, or will he be green with envy?
Will Honor be able to handle the sparks that might fly?
Or could Julien have changed and prove a threat to everything Honor has left ion the world?
I suppose we'll all find out together!!
Until then, check out something just as fun from my back-list at Evernight or Amazon!!
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/tyler-robbins/
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Tyler-Robbins/e/B00883FK0G/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1376953987&sr=8-2-ent
Honor’s Beck and Call Blurb (inspired by Judie Stewart)
My FAKE cover! Honor Christian cares for her ailing benefactor while harboring the vampire who created her in the underground tunnels of the southern manor she now calls home. Greyson Beck has a price on his head since breaking away from his original clan. His only hope for survival is to seek refuge in the arms of his loyal progeny, Honor. The secluded mansion provides the perfect sanctuary, and they soon forget the danger when Honor comes face to face with the one human she’s never been able to resist; Julien Call, her benefactor’s godson. At first, Greyson is torn, but then discovers that his attraction to Julien is mutual. With love in full bloom, the trio inevitably come together, raising the stakes when the enemy comes knocking. There’s a thin line between a love that’s too good to be true, and one that’s too true to be good?
Here's your sneak peek!!Prologue
“I don’t think I will ever be able to feel for another girl the way I feel for you.” Julien Call’s heart pounded in his chest and his eyes burned from the salty swell of unshed tears. A slight hint of pain darkened Honor’s expression as she gently slid her thumb across his bottom lip. The fair-skinned, raven-haired beauty appeared even more delicate as she sighed deeply. “Julien, you have no idea the hundreds of girls you’re going to encounter in life. You’ll forget all about me soon enough.” Julien shook his head. How could he explain that what he was trying to tell her was so much more than a declaration of affection? How could he tell her something he’d known long before they’d shared their amazing summer romance? Honor Christian was the only girl he’d ever had feelings for. Period. Deep down, Julien had always been aware his attraction to other men, but he’d never known for sure how serious the notion was considering his equal pull toward girls. Then again, Honor wasn't just any girl. Honor was so much more than the beautiful, gracious young woman who lived with and cared for his godmother. Four years his elder, she was the only woman he’d even considered making love to, and it had nothing to do with the allure of what she was. His feelings had taken root weeks before he discovered her secret. No. He’d been drawn to her because of something much deeper than that. Much stronger than the hypnotizing wiles of a vampire, and although he had no words to properly describe it, somehow he knew. Vampire or not, Honor Christian was the one woman he’d love forever.
PG Excerpt:
"Has he called or written, child?” Honor peered down at the frail hand lightly gripping her wrist. Her heart was torn in two, unable to lessen her benefactor’s growing concern. “No, ma’am.” Honor caressed Mrs. Goodson’s satiny, translucent skin. The elderly woman had taken her in so many years ago, Honor had lost count. Back when the old woman’s hair was the deepest shade of crimson and her skin flawless and smooth. Those days had drifted slowly into the past and Honor’s only concern the last few years was to make Mrs. Goodson comfortable and read to her the letters Julien had sent less frequently. Time had taken its toll on the generous old woman, leaving only the worrisome shell of a saint behind. The Goodsons never had children of her own. Mr. Goodson had been a powerful man; one with many secrets. Honor often wondered if his angelic wife knew of the tunnels under their mansion. Tunnels she herself had never known existed until she and Julien discovered them during their summer together. Nearly seven years had passed, and Honor had yet to determine their purpose. Her creator, Greyson, had warned Honor not to dig too deeply in the affairs of humans. He cautioned that some evils were best left dead and buried and vampires would benefit from minding their own kind. Of course he’d say something like that. He’d taken issue with humans long before he ever saved Honor from certain death that wintry night so long ago. Honor hugged herself, recalling the frigid waters and deadly ice that would have become her grave if the hand of a vampire hadn’t plucked her from the black abyss and given her a new lease on life. A life still shrouded in death, but death of a different kind. “He will return.” Mrs. Goodson squeezed her wrist harder. “I know he will.” Honor smiled and patted her hand. “You rest. I will be back a little later to check on you.” It wouldn’t be long now. Honor could sense the end was near. A slight change had settled in the air around her benefactor and it pained Honor to know that soon, the last inkling of true life in the mansion would be silenced. She dimmed the lights and closed the door behind her as she left Mrs. Goodson’s room. Honor wandered down the hallway to her own bedroom. Not much had changed in all the time she’d lived there. The antique, turn-of-the-century furniture still reminded her of those old romance novels she’d read when she was a girl. The kind treasured by loveless spinsters of yesteryear who pursued their destinies between the pages of a book rather than actually stepping outside and looking for a real man to latch on to. Honor couldn’t blame them though. Times were different then. Now, women were free to choose and free to express themselves in ways women of that era could not. They would surely blush if they knew how determined women of today were to seek satisfaction. Honor laughed to herself as she thought of that summer with Julien. The boy with the caramel skin and the swirls of dark hair she’d run her fingers through too many times to count. The taste of his lips, warm and sweet and so different than those of her creator, Greyson. Both men had conquered her in their own ways. Greyson, with a passion so intense she swooned at the mere thought of his masculine bravado, and Julien, so tender and gentle, his inexperience as charming as the words he’d whisper in her ear as they made love. Two lovers, so different, yet so alike in the way Honor had loved them. She stretched across her bed and stared out at the moonlight filtering in through her open window as a cool breeze drifted into the room. Morning would be upon her soon and she would be forced to close the shutters and draw the curtains, keeping the deadly rays at bay another day. A small price to pay for immortality it would seem, but one that cut deeply when the yearning for light overwhelmed her. It happened less often now. She’d found ways to occupy her time. Greyson helped when he’d sneak away to see her, but when he couldn’t, those were the days she missed Julien the most. Missed his warm touch. Missed his hot breath on her skin and the taste of him on her tongue. Not his blood though. She’d never even been tempted. Besides, he’d brought plenty of snacks to fill her good and proper back when they were lovers. Boys from school, the ones he hadn’t really liked much, the ones he said deserved to lose a pint or two. Julien could be ruthless when he needed to be, and seeing to it she was fed, seemed like a chore he quite enjoyed. Honor sighed deeply at the thought of it. She’d missed that about him, too. A deep silence filled the room, bringing with it a heaviness she could almost feel. Something dark loomed in the air, and Honor sat up, sensing it right away. She rushed to the window and peered out over the awning below and scanned the back yard. The swaying tree branches stilled, and the hairs at the nape of her neck stood on end, pricking her collar in defiance. Someone was there. She could feel it. “You should never leave your doors unlocked, my dear.” Honor gasped and whirled around. “Greyson!” A devilish grin spread across his face. “You’ve been thinking of me again, haven’t you?” Honor stifled her excitement and sauntered past him, returning to her bed. How she loved to tease him. “Among other men.” He quickly spun around and appeared at her side in an instant. “Do tell.” “You’d like me to tell you of my many lovers.” “Many?” His eyes widened with surprise, then softened as he licked his lips in a sultry manner. “Big strapping lads, were they?” “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Honor giggled, taking much delight in tormenting him. Greyson took her hand and kissed it, inhaling deeply as his lips trailed up her arm. “Tell me, my love.” Honor reclined back onto a stack of pillows and smoothed her skirt. Greyson stretched out beside her, resting his hand on her thigh. “Tell me of your many lovers.” Honor swirled his golden locks around her fingers as she began to toy with her creator. “I’ve had so many, I don’t know where to begin.” “Start with the best and leave out the riffraff.” The only other man Honor had ever been with other than Greyson was Julien Call, and deep down the assumed Greyson knew that. “I’ve told you this story so many times. Aren’t you bored of it already?” Greyson rose up and skinned the tip of his nose gently across her cheek. “I long to hear of you being satisfied, whether by me or another man. Your happiness is my most passionate desire.” He truly was remarkable. Honor cleared her throat. “This wasn’t just any man—this man was human.” Greyson gasped. “Simply scandalous.”
Well, that's all you get. I'd love to hear what you think.
Will Greyson maintain his playful nature after he meets Julien, or will he be green with envy?
Will Honor be able to handle the sparks that might fly?
Or could Julien have changed and prove a threat to everything Honor has left ion the world?
I suppose we'll all find out together!!
Until then, check out something just as fun from my back-list at Evernight or Amazon!!
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/tyler-robbins/
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Tyler-Robbins/e/B00883FK0G/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1376953987&sr=8-2-ent
July 31, 2013
Welcome Tamsin Baker and Heart's Truth
Welcome everyone!! Today we have the amazingly talented, Tamsin Baker and her latest gift to the world, Heart’s Truth!!!And speaking of truths, that has to be one of the sexiest covers I’ve seen in a while!! If the story inside is half as yummy, this book is gonna be on Best Sellerslists everywhere … Oh wait!!! It already is!!! Yup, that’s right, Heart’s Truth is blazing the Amazon trail to the top and I, for one, am keeping a close eye on what happens next!! Let’s check it out to see what all the fuss is about…
Marcus is a 30-year-old successful architect. He wants someone to love and knows the right man will turn up when he least expects it. That moment arrives at his friend’s party. He sees Danny for only a moment, yet his interest is piqued. What could be more irresistible than a blue-eyed beauty who is completely untouched?Danny knows he doesn’t find women attractive, but how is he going to find out if he’s gay? His sister’s party answers his prayers and the most gorgeous guy he has ever seen asks him out. But can their love survive when Marcus wants more than a closeted partner and Danny wants nothing more than to hide forever?
Excerpt:Danny hesitated for one heart beat and then stepped closer, lifting his face.Marcus pulled him closer. Intense brown eyes looked down at him. “Kiss me.”Danny took a quick breath and closed his eyes as he brought his lips to meet Marcus’s. Marcus didn’t take over, simply held the kiss. Danny became frustrated, wanting the passion from before.He moaned, low in his throat, hoping the noise would inspire something. It did. Marcus wrapped his big arms around him and Danny threaded his fingers into the thick brown hair he had been longing to touch.Long seconds passed before Marcus broke off the most heated kiss of Danny’s life. He took a step back, hitting the side of the house.“I thought you didn’t know what to do.”Danny smiled. He couldn’t help it. “I just followed your example.”Marcus pushed himself up. “You don’t know what you’ve started Danny. I want so much more than just a kiss from you.”A lump formed in Danny’s throat, but he swallowed it down.“Like what?”Marcus pointed to the fence, his voice low and menacing. “Put your hands against the fence and I’ll tell you.”Real fear hit Danny at the same time as a huge wave of lust. He wouldn’t have consciously been able to say which feeling was stronger, but as he turned and placed his hands on the fence, he knew his lust had won out.Marcus stepped up behind him and put his hands next to Danny’s on the fence. His breath was hot on Danny’s ear and his pelvis pushed into Danny’s arse.Danny bit his lip in an attempt not to moan aloud. It felt so good to be surrounded by this hot, large man. He felt wanted, protected. Horny beyond bearing.Marcus began slowly thrusting his hips and Danny felt Marcus’s cock press between his buttocks. He gasped, but instead of being repulsed, he tilted his pelvis up for Marcus in invitation. He wanted more.Marcus groaned in his ear. It was the hottest sound Danny had ever heard, until he heard Marcus whisper to him.“I want you, Danny. I don’t care if you’ve never been with a man before, but I won’t touch you unless you want me to. Tell me to stop and I’ll stop.”Danny dropped his head back so that it lay on Marcus’s shoulder. Marcus just kept going. Thrusting into him and talking dirty, the perfect combination to obliterate any reservations Danny had. “I want to be inside your arse, Danny. Do you understand that? I can’t be near you and not want that.”An involuntary shiver slid over Danny and his eyes closed. What Marcus was doing to him felt incredible and so right.
Buy Links: http://www.amazon.com/Hearts-Truth-ebook/dp/B00E0L1W0M/ref=sr_1_4?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1375245718&sr=1-4&keywords=tamsin+baker
Author Links: www.erotictamsinbaker.blogspot.com.au
www.tamsinbakererotic.com
Marcus is a 30-year-old successful architect. He wants someone to love and knows the right man will turn up when he least expects it. That moment arrives at his friend’s party. He sees Danny for only a moment, yet his interest is piqued. What could be more irresistible than a blue-eyed beauty who is completely untouched?Danny knows he doesn’t find women attractive, but how is he going to find out if he’s gay? His sister’s party answers his prayers and the most gorgeous guy he has ever seen asks him out. But can their love survive when Marcus wants more than a closeted partner and Danny wants nothing more than to hide forever?
Excerpt:Danny hesitated for one heart beat and then stepped closer, lifting his face.Marcus pulled him closer. Intense brown eyes looked down at him. “Kiss me.”Danny took a quick breath and closed his eyes as he brought his lips to meet Marcus’s. Marcus didn’t take over, simply held the kiss. Danny became frustrated, wanting the passion from before.He moaned, low in his throat, hoping the noise would inspire something. It did. Marcus wrapped his big arms around him and Danny threaded his fingers into the thick brown hair he had been longing to touch.Long seconds passed before Marcus broke off the most heated kiss of Danny’s life. He took a step back, hitting the side of the house.“I thought you didn’t know what to do.”Danny smiled. He couldn’t help it. “I just followed your example.”Marcus pushed himself up. “You don’t know what you’ve started Danny. I want so much more than just a kiss from you.”A lump formed in Danny’s throat, but he swallowed it down.“Like what?”Marcus pointed to the fence, his voice low and menacing. “Put your hands against the fence and I’ll tell you.”Real fear hit Danny at the same time as a huge wave of lust. He wouldn’t have consciously been able to say which feeling was stronger, but as he turned and placed his hands on the fence, he knew his lust had won out.Marcus stepped up behind him and put his hands next to Danny’s on the fence. His breath was hot on Danny’s ear and his pelvis pushed into Danny’s arse.Danny bit his lip in an attempt not to moan aloud. It felt so good to be surrounded by this hot, large man. He felt wanted, protected. Horny beyond bearing.Marcus began slowly thrusting his hips and Danny felt Marcus’s cock press between his buttocks. He gasped, but instead of being repulsed, he tilted his pelvis up for Marcus in invitation. He wanted more.Marcus groaned in his ear. It was the hottest sound Danny had ever heard, until he heard Marcus whisper to him.“I want you, Danny. I don’t care if you’ve never been with a man before, but I won’t touch you unless you want me to. Tell me to stop and I’ll stop.”Danny dropped his head back so that it lay on Marcus’s shoulder. Marcus just kept going. Thrusting into him and talking dirty, the perfect combination to obliterate any reservations Danny had. “I want to be inside your arse, Danny. Do you understand that? I can’t be near you and not want that.”An involuntary shiver slid over Danny and his eyes closed. What Marcus was doing to him felt incredible and so right.
Buy Links: http://www.amazon.com/Hearts-Truth-ebook/dp/B00E0L1W0M/ref=sr_1_4?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1375245718&sr=1-4&keywords=tamsin+baker
Author Links: www.erotictamsinbaker.blogspot.com.au
www.tamsinbakererotic.com
July 28, 2013
Welcome TC Collins and Shadows of Light!!
Things sure have been hoppin' here on Tyler's Naughty Notions lately. So much fun and so many yummy books to read! Today, I’m very pleased to introduce another fellow Evernight author, TC Collins!!!I'm going to turn TNN over to TC today, so you all play nice while Mama's away! TC, it's all yours!!
Hi and thank you so much for having me! Shadows of Light is finally on Evernight Publishing's New Release page. Be sure to drop by and pick up a copy! I hope you enjoy my first baby released out into the world. I am so happy and excited to share a little bit of my crazy thoughts with you. Here's a little teaser to perk your interest, LOL.
Happy reading,
****
Matthew Rose is a reclusive psychic on the run from a mad psychologist. Held captive and exploited as a child because of his ability to connect minds with serial killers, all Matt wants now is to be free of his visions. His desire for peace is shattered when he sees the woman from his most recent vision lying in a pool of blood. Adam Rivers, the homicide detective assigned to the murdered woman’s case, quickly realizes Matt is more than a witness. Adam fights his attraction to Matt because he doesn’t see himself as gay.As the murders mount, Matt and Adam work together to defeat the killer—unaware that the mad psychologist from Matt’s past has returned and is determined to reclaim his prize. Can Adam keep Matt safe from the danger that surrounds him or will he lose the man he is just now realizing he loves?
Excerpt
Adam walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He’d obviously just gotten out of the shower because his skin glistened. I watched, mesmerized as a water droplet began its slow, delicious descent from his neck, to his surprisingly hairless chest, past the fresh bandage a nurse had just applied before leaving the room, and down his very sexy six-pack, to the intriguing treasure trail to disappear into the towel.I licked dry lips, vaguely aware of the increase in my heart rate and choppy breathing. The only thing I could think of was following the trail of the water droplet. Oh my, I breathed.Adam’s towel began to tent as I watched. Drawn like a bee to honey, I was halfway to Adam before I became aware of it. I stopped in front of him, nervous, and reached out a hand laying my palm on his chest. My heart was pounding as I touched an erect, brown nipple.Adam groaned and grabbed my wrist. I looked up at him, dazed. His lips moved but I was beyond hearing. Must taste. The urge obliterated everything else.I stood on tiptoe, grabbed a handful of his dark hair, and yanked his mouth to mine. Delighted moans filled the silent room. Adam wrapped an arm around my waist and yanked me into all that hard male strength. My knees buckled and my erection stretched within the confines of my jeans.Adam licked into my open mouth, his tongue chasing and dominating mine. I shuddered at the heat smoldering inside me. Pleasure flowed, heightening sensitive nerve endings. I pressed further into Adam, trying to get as close as possible. His hands journeyed from my hips to my bottom, kneading. Oh god! It was the hottest thing I had ever felt. A whimper escaped and I felt Adam’s groan vibrate in his chest. Pre-cum leaked from my cock. I rubbed it against his stomach to help alleviate the pain. I’d never been so turned on in my life and it was exhilarating. I felt as if I was flying and free-falling simultaneously through a pit of molten lava.Adam twined his tongue around mine, trapping it. His tongue tasted every crevice in my mouth, leaving no part unattended. His kiss left me feeling ravishedand the feeling became addictive. I broke our kiss to gulp fresh air. Adam rumbled his protest and one of his hands left my butt to grab a handful of my hair and jerked me back to his lips. I had never felt so needed before in my life and I melted into the kiss, my surrender complete. Adam snarled his approval and tightened his grip. He staggered us to the bed. I felt him wince and pulled back from our kiss.“Maybe we should—” I began before Adam claimed my lips again.I looked down as he laid me on the bed. Oh wow! Adam’s towel had slid to the floor and he was enormous. His cock had to be at least eight and a half inches long and he was thick. The mushroom-shaped tip was an angry red, pointing straight toward me as if in silent accusation. Fear shot through me and I scrambled backward on the bed. What the heck do you think you’re going to do with that thing? I shouted at him through our bond. There was no way I was letting him get within six feet of me with that monster leering at me.Adam laughed and grabbed my ankles to keep me from kicking him. He dragged me toward him spreading my thighs so he stood between my splayed legs. He leaned down and nuzzled my neck before placing a soft kiss there. Despite my fear, I shivered in reaction.Is this your first time, baby? he whispered, using our bond. Goose bumps pebbled my skin. His voice was just so…sexy and using telepathy heightened its appeal.I grabbed a handful of his hair and buried my face in his neck. Shyness had overcome me and I found it difficult to meet his gaze. My gift and the threat of Dr. Johannasan wouldn’t let me get close to anyone. Plus I didn’t trust anyone enough to try.Adam lifted his head and the fierce possessiveness seared me in place. Good, he growled. Adam lowered his head to kiss me again.****
Links To Shadows of Light
Evernight:http://www.evernightpublishing.com/shadows-of-light-by-tc-collins/
Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Shadows-of-Light-ebook/dp/B00E7AA1CQ/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1375051838&sr=1-1&keywords=TC+collins
A little more about me:
I write erotic fiction which usually has a paranormal twist. I am a firm believer in happily ever after, so though I may torture my characters upon occasion, they will always get their HEA. I live in the southeastern region and can usually be found sipping a cup of white chocolate mocha.
I can be found at www.tccollins283.blogspot.com Follow me on twitter at https://twitter.com/avidreader_01Check me out on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Collins283
Hi and thank you so much for having me! Shadows of Light is finally on Evernight Publishing's New Release page. Be sure to drop by and pick up a copy! I hope you enjoy my first baby released out into the world. I am so happy and excited to share a little bit of my crazy thoughts with you. Here's a little teaser to perk your interest, LOL.
Happy reading,
****
Matthew Rose is a reclusive psychic on the run from a mad psychologist. Held captive and exploited as a child because of his ability to connect minds with serial killers, all Matt wants now is to be free of his visions. His desire for peace is shattered when he sees the woman from his most recent vision lying in a pool of blood. Adam Rivers, the homicide detective assigned to the murdered woman’s case, quickly realizes Matt is more than a witness. Adam fights his attraction to Matt because he doesn’t see himself as gay.As the murders mount, Matt and Adam work together to defeat the killer—unaware that the mad psychologist from Matt’s past has returned and is determined to reclaim his prize. Can Adam keep Matt safe from the danger that surrounds him or will he lose the man he is just now realizing he loves?
Excerpt
Adam walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He’d obviously just gotten out of the shower because his skin glistened. I watched, mesmerized as a water droplet began its slow, delicious descent from his neck, to his surprisingly hairless chest, past the fresh bandage a nurse had just applied before leaving the room, and down his very sexy six-pack, to the intriguing treasure trail to disappear into the towel.I licked dry lips, vaguely aware of the increase in my heart rate and choppy breathing. The only thing I could think of was following the trail of the water droplet. Oh my, I breathed.Adam’s towel began to tent as I watched. Drawn like a bee to honey, I was halfway to Adam before I became aware of it. I stopped in front of him, nervous, and reached out a hand laying my palm on his chest. My heart was pounding as I touched an erect, brown nipple.Adam groaned and grabbed my wrist. I looked up at him, dazed. His lips moved but I was beyond hearing. Must taste. The urge obliterated everything else.I stood on tiptoe, grabbed a handful of his dark hair, and yanked his mouth to mine. Delighted moans filled the silent room. Adam wrapped an arm around my waist and yanked me into all that hard male strength. My knees buckled and my erection stretched within the confines of my jeans.Adam licked into my open mouth, his tongue chasing and dominating mine. I shuddered at the heat smoldering inside me. Pleasure flowed, heightening sensitive nerve endings. I pressed further into Adam, trying to get as close as possible. His hands journeyed from my hips to my bottom, kneading. Oh god! It was the hottest thing I had ever felt. A whimper escaped and I felt Adam’s groan vibrate in his chest. Pre-cum leaked from my cock. I rubbed it against his stomach to help alleviate the pain. I’d never been so turned on in my life and it was exhilarating. I felt as if I was flying and free-falling simultaneously through a pit of molten lava.Adam twined his tongue around mine, trapping it. His tongue tasted every crevice in my mouth, leaving no part unattended. His kiss left me feeling ravishedand the feeling became addictive. I broke our kiss to gulp fresh air. Adam rumbled his protest and one of his hands left my butt to grab a handful of my hair and jerked me back to his lips. I had never felt so needed before in my life and I melted into the kiss, my surrender complete. Adam snarled his approval and tightened his grip. He staggered us to the bed. I felt him wince and pulled back from our kiss.“Maybe we should—” I began before Adam claimed my lips again.I looked down as he laid me on the bed. Oh wow! Adam’s towel had slid to the floor and he was enormous. His cock had to be at least eight and a half inches long and he was thick. The mushroom-shaped tip was an angry red, pointing straight toward me as if in silent accusation. Fear shot through me and I scrambled backward on the bed. What the heck do you think you’re going to do with that thing? I shouted at him through our bond. There was no way I was letting him get within six feet of me with that monster leering at me.Adam laughed and grabbed my ankles to keep me from kicking him. He dragged me toward him spreading my thighs so he stood between my splayed legs. He leaned down and nuzzled my neck before placing a soft kiss there. Despite my fear, I shivered in reaction.Is this your first time, baby? he whispered, using our bond. Goose bumps pebbled my skin. His voice was just so…sexy and using telepathy heightened its appeal.I grabbed a handful of his hair and buried my face in his neck. Shyness had overcome me and I found it difficult to meet his gaze. My gift and the threat of Dr. Johannasan wouldn’t let me get close to anyone. Plus I didn’t trust anyone enough to try.Adam lifted his head and the fierce possessiveness seared me in place. Good, he growled. Adam lowered his head to kiss me again.****
Links To Shadows of Light
Evernight:http://www.evernightpublishing.com/shadows-of-light-by-tc-collins/
Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Shadows-of-Light-ebook/dp/B00E7AA1CQ/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1375051838&sr=1-1&keywords=TC+collins
A little more about me:
I write erotic fiction which usually has a paranormal twist. I am a firm believer in happily ever after, so though I may torture my characters upon occasion, they will always get their HEA. I live in the southeastern region and can usually be found sipping a cup of white chocolate mocha.
I can be found at www.tccollins283.blogspot.com Follow me on twitter at https://twitter.com/avidreader_01Check me out on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Collins283
July 24, 2013
New Release ~ Aftermath: Guts and Glory by Tyler Robbins
It's been a long time coming, but Tyler Robbins has finally come out with another M/M military romance. This story was inspired a while back by a country music video I viewed by Lee Brice. (see below)
The instant I saw it, I knew there was another story there and I knew my muse would be on it like butter on a hot biscuit!!
Check out Lee Brice’s video, then stick around for a little tease from, Aftermath: Guts and Glory!!
When the brother he idolized is killed in action in Afghanistan, Kyle Barrett is rocked to his core. With his only confidant gone, Kyle struggles to deal with the loss, while fighting to keep his hidden sexuality a secret from his parents. If only he didn’t have to face them alone. Army veteran, Ryder Bishop has returned from his final tour in Iraq, when severe PTSD forces him to seek help through a new counseling program back home in Texas. Just when Ryder thinks he’s reached the end of his rope, he meets Kyle, and their lives take a remarkable turn. Can the grieving brother and damaged soldier find the peace they so desperately need? Or will they become another statistic when the aftermath of war hits too close to home? They might have shipped the soldier home, but his demons have come with him.
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PG Excerpt:
“Some of these guys come from Liberty County, others from Houston. This is the only center implementing this program, but if it turns out to be successful, they might start popping up everywhere.” Kyle half-assed listened to Reesa, while trying to come up with an excuse to cut out early, and find somewhere to be alone. He nodded, for no other reason than to appease her. “If that happens, I plan to be a part of it. That’s why I changed my major to behavioral science.” Kyle paused. Now she had his attention. “Wait? You’re not going to be a nurse?” Reesa took a deep breath. “I want to make a difference for Wade.” She looked around the room. “And these people need someone willing to make a difference for them, too.” “What about what you need?” She squeezed his hand. “This is what I need, Kyle.” Kyle searched her green eyes. Her sincerity warmed him somehow, but he still didn’t get how she’d be able to handle all the emotional crap that had to go along with getting too involved. It was hard enough living with Wade’s death. How could she deal with the same kind of emotions coming from so many other people? Complete strangers? He nodded, not to agree, but to eliminate the concern that now filled her eyes. “I guess if anyone could do something like that, it would be you.” “Good. I’m glad you think that. It means a lot to me.” Reesa’s attention quickly turned to someone across the room, and her face instantly brightened. “Hey, stranger.” She let go of Kyle’s hand and darted away. Kyle’s gaze followed her, and he froze the second he saw who she had spoken to. The guy from the basketball court. Ryder. Kyle’s insides fluttered as Ryder glanced over at him. Reesa dragged Ryder by the arm. His initial resistance was clearly futile, and the bashful grin did little to hide the pink tinge on Ryder’s cheeks. “Kyle, this is my new friend, Ryder.” Kyle’s palms moistened. “Yeah. We’ve already met.” Ryder gave Kyle a quick nod. “Are you hoping for a rematch?” “Rematch?” The inflexion of Reesa’s inquisitive tone rivaled the look of intrigue highlighting her green eyes. “Yeah, we played a game of one on one at the courts by my apartment the other night.” Ryder’s nostrils flared, and he appeared a bit smug. “I believe I won. Right?” Kyle’s mouth watered at the memory of Ryder’s glistening abs when he’d lifted his shirt to wipe the perspiration from his brow. “He barely won. And that was only because it was right after—” The words caught in the back of Kyle’s throat, and a sudden feeling of nausea swept over him. He fidgeted and glanced down at Reesa, his mood darkening right on the spot. “Um, it was Tuesday evening.” He swallowed hard, doing his best not to throw up as an acidic burn now scorched the back of his throat. Reesa’s auburn brow arched, and her lips turned up into shaky smile. “Oh. Okay.” The thought of that day had understandably struck a nerve for her, too. “Yeah, well maybe we can have that rematch after you’ve rested up or something. Maybe a nap would help.” Was that a jab at Kyle’s baby-faced looks? Ryder’s boyish smirk remained plastered across his face, easing Kyle’s angst immediately. “Whatever, man.” Kyle managed a chuckle. “You just got lucky, that’s all.” “Oh, is that your story?” Ryder seemed to physically gravitate toward Kyle, or was it Kyle’s imagination—or wishful thinking? Ryder’s cologne wafted toward him, a scent Kyle could spot anywhere. “I guess we’ll just have to see.” “Okay, boys.” Reesa took them both by the arm, and walked between them. “I say we go to lunch and discuss this little rematch further.” Kyle glanced at Ryder over the top of Reesa’s head. The instant he found Ryder already looking in his direction, Kyle’s face warmed, and he quickly looked away. There was something about the other man’s gaze, something sincere and exciting, and the more Kyle thought about it, the more he liked it.
****************WARNING**** Adult Excerpt:
Kyle took a deep breath to steady his excitement then slowly unfastened Ryder’s jeans. He pulled them down just a bit, low enough to remove the semi-hard cock from Ryder’s boxers. The shaft stiffened in the palm of Kyle’s hand, and he liked the feel of the delicate flesh against his own skin. He slowly tightened his gripped and began to stroke. “Shit.” Ryder moaned again, and rolled his hips. Kyle watched Ryder’s expression as his movements hastened. Ryder, this strong, mountain of a man, who dominated the basketball court, and practically mopped the floor with Kyle every time they played, literally melted in Kyle’s hand. Exhilarated by that extra confidence, Kyle found the courage to take the next step.The natural step he’d wanted to take since he first laid eyes on the other man’s cock. Kyle licked his lips, then flicked the head of Ryder’s dick with his tongue. Ryder shuddered. Kyle lapped the salty surface of Ryder’s crown then encircled it with his lips, until he lowered his head, and drew half of the fleshy shaft into his mouth. “Fuck.” Kyle’s ears rang, and his heartbeat boomed like a bass drum inside his head. The more he sucked in, the louder Ryder’s groans became, thrilling Kyle even more. Ryder made a hissing sound. “Careful with the teeth.” Kyle corrected his technique and covered the thick shaft with his lips instead, then dove back down for another plunge. “Mmm.” Ryder bucked his hips, forcing himself deeper into Kyle’s mouth. “Yeah, that’s it.” Kyle’s eyes watered as Ryder’s cock bumped the back of his throat, flooding his mouth with Ryder’s salty-sweet essence. Ryder grasped the back of Kyle’s head and shoved himself in harder. “Feels so fucking good.” Kyle gripped the base, and used his hand to jack Ryder off as he continued to suck and lick, until Ryder abruptly pulled back, and stopped him. “What?” Kyle’s mind whirled, and he fought to take Ryder’s cock back into his mouth. Ryder’s stomach muscles rolled, and his breathing deepened. He inhaled deeply before speaking. “You’ve seriously never done this before?” Disbelief resonated in his tone. Was he serious? He’s asking this now? “Never.” “Shit.” Ryder licked his lips, his eyes glazed over. “So that means,” Ryder skimmed his thumb over Kyle’s tingling bottom lip, “nobody’s ever done it to you either.” Kyle drew in a deep breath, doing his best not to bust a nut just at the thought of it. “No.” A gleam sparked in Ryder’s eyes “Lie back.” Chills wreaked havoc across Kyle’s flesh. Oh shit. Ryder’s eyes danced back and forth as though searching Kyle’s for an answer to a question he hadn’t bothered to ask. His brow bunched, and he eased closer. “Just don’t forget to breathe.”
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Links:
Evernight Author Page: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/aftermath-guts-and-glory-by-tyler-robbins/
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Tyler-Robbins/e/B00883FK0G/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1
Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/author.tyler.robbins
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/Robin_Badillo
Leave a comment below, explaining why you love M/M erotic romance, and you just might win a copy of Aftermath: Guts and Glory !!
The instant I saw it, I knew there was another story there and I knew my muse would be on it like butter on a hot biscuit!!
Check out Lee Brice’s video, then stick around for a little tease from, Aftermath: Guts and Glory!!
When the brother he idolized is killed in action in Afghanistan, Kyle Barrett is rocked to his core. With his only confidant gone, Kyle struggles to deal with the loss, while fighting to keep his hidden sexuality a secret from his parents. If only he didn’t have to face them alone. Army veteran, Ryder Bishop has returned from his final tour in Iraq, when severe PTSD forces him to seek help through a new counseling program back home in Texas. Just when Ryder thinks he’s reached the end of his rope, he meets Kyle, and their lives take a remarkable turn. Can the grieving brother and damaged soldier find the peace they so desperately need? Or will they become another statistic when the aftermath of war hits too close to home? They might have shipped the soldier home, but his demons have come with him.
******
PG Excerpt:
“Some of these guys come from Liberty County, others from Houston. This is the only center implementing this program, but if it turns out to be successful, they might start popping up everywhere.” Kyle half-assed listened to Reesa, while trying to come up with an excuse to cut out early, and find somewhere to be alone. He nodded, for no other reason than to appease her. “If that happens, I plan to be a part of it. That’s why I changed my major to behavioral science.” Kyle paused. Now she had his attention. “Wait? You’re not going to be a nurse?” Reesa took a deep breath. “I want to make a difference for Wade.” She looked around the room. “And these people need someone willing to make a difference for them, too.” “What about what you need?” She squeezed his hand. “This is what I need, Kyle.” Kyle searched her green eyes. Her sincerity warmed him somehow, but he still didn’t get how she’d be able to handle all the emotional crap that had to go along with getting too involved. It was hard enough living with Wade’s death. How could she deal with the same kind of emotions coming from so many other people? Complete strangers? He nodded, not to agree, but to eliminate the concern that now filled her eyes. “I guess if anyone could do something like that, it would be you.” “Good. I’m glad you think that. It means a lot to me.” Reesa’s attention quickly turned to someone across the room, and her face instantly brightened. “Hey, stranger.” She let go of Kyle’s hand and darted away. Kyle’s gaze followed her, and he froze the second he saw who she had spoken to. The guy from the basketball court. Ryder. Kyle’s insides fluttered as Ryder glanced over at him. Reesa dragged Ryder by the arm. His initial resistance was clearly futile, and the bashful grin did little to hide the pink tinge on Ryder’s cheeks. “Kyle, this is my new friend, Ryder.” Kyle’s palms moistened. “Yeah. We’ve already met.” Ryder gave Kyle a quick nod. “Are you hoping for a rematch?” “Rematch?” The inflexion of Reesa’s inquisitive tone rivaled the look of intrigue highlighting her green eyes. “Yeah, we played a game of one on one at the courts by my apartment the other night.” Ryder’s nostrils flared, and he appeared a bit smug. “I believe I won. Right?” Kyle’s mouth watered at the memory of Ryder’s glistening abs when he’d lifted his shirt to wipe the perspiration from his brow. “He barely won. And that was only because it was right after—” The words caught in the back of Kyle’s throat, and a sudden feeling of nausea swept over him. He fidgeted and glanced down at Reesa, his mood darkening right on the spot. “Um, it was Tuesday evening.” He swallowed hard, doing his best not to throw up as an acidic burn now scorched the back of his throat. Reesa’s auburn brow arched, and her lips turned up into shaky smile. “Oh. Okay.” The thought of that day had understandably struck a nerve for her, too. “Yeah, well maybe we can have that rematch after you’ve rested up or something. Maybe a nap would help.” Was that a jab at Kyle’s baby-faced looks? Ryder’s boyish smirk remained plastered across his face, easing Kyle’s angst immediately. “Whatever, man.” Kyle managed a chuckle. “You just got lucky, that’s all.” “Oh, is that your story?” Ryder seemed to physically gravitate toward Kyle, or was it Kyle’s imagination—or wishful thinking? Ryder’s cologne wafted toward him, a scent Kyle could spot anywhere. “I guess we’ll just have to see.” “Okay, boys.” Reesa took them both by the arm, and walked between them. “I say we go to lunch and discuss this little rematch further.” Kyle glanced at Ryder over the top of Reesa’s head. The instant he found Ryder already looking in his direction, Kyle’s face warmed, and he quickly looked away. There was something about the other man’s gaze, something sincere and exciting, and the more Kyle thought about it, the more he liked it.
****************WARNING**** Adult Excerpt:
Kyle took a deep breath to steady his excitement then slowly unfastened Ryder’s jeans. He pulled them down just a bit, low enough to remove the semi-hard cock from Ryder’s boxers. The shaft stiffened in the palm of Kyle’s hand, and he liked the feel of the delicate flesh against his own skin. He slowly tightened his gripped and began to stroke. “Shit.” Ryder moaned again, and rolled his hips. Kyle watched Ryder’s expression as his movements hastened. Ryder, this strong, mountain of a man, who dominated the basketball court, and practically mopped the floor with Kyle every time they played, literally melted in Kyle’s hand. Exhilarated by that extra confidence, Kyle found the courage to take the next step.The natural step he’d wanted to take since he first laid eyes on the other man’s cock. Kyle licked his lips, then flicked the head of Ryder’s dick with his tongue. Ryder shuddered. Kyle lapped the salty surface of Ryder’s crown then encircled it with his lips, until he lowered his head, and drew half of the fleshy shaft into his mouth. “Fuck.” Kyle’s ears rang, and his heartbeat boomed like a bass drum inside his head. The more he sucked in, the louder Ryder’s groans became, thrilling Kyle even more. Ryder made a hissing sound. “Careful with the teeth.” Kyle corrected his technique and covered the thick shaft with his lips instead, then dove back down for another plunge. “Mmm.” Ryder bucked his hips, forcing himself deeper into Kyle’s mouth. “Yeah, that’s it.” Kyle’s eyes watered as Ryder’s cock bumped the back of his throat, flooding his mouth with Ryder’s salty-sweet essence. Ryder grasped the back of Kyle’s head and shoved himself in harder. “Feels so fucking good.” Kyle gripped the base, and used his hand to jack Ryder off as he continued to suck and lick, until Ryder abruptly pulled back, and stopped him. “What?” Kyle’s mind whirled, and he fought to take Ryder’s cock back into his mouth. Ryder’s stomach muscles rolled, and his breathing deepened. He inhaled deeply before speaking. “You’ve seriously never done this before?” Disbelief resonated in his tone. Was he serious? He’s asking this now? “Never.” “Shit.” Ryder licked his lips, his eyes glazed over. “So that means,” Ryder skimmed his thumb over Kyle’s tingling bottom lip, “nobody’s ever done it to you either.” Kyle drew in a deep breath, doing his best not to bust a nut just at the thought of it. “No.” A gleam sparked in Ryder’s eyes “Lie back.” Chills wreaked havoc across Kyle’s flesh. Oh shit. Ryder’s eyes danced back and forth as though searching Kyle’s for an answer to a question he hadn’t bothered to ask. His brow bunched, and he eased closer. “Just don’t forget to breathe.”
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Links:
Evernight Author Page: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/aftermath-guts-and-glory-by-tyler-robbins/
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Tyler-Robbins/e/B00883FK0G/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1
Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/author.tyler.robbins
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/Robin_Badillo
Leave a comment below, explaining why you love M/M erotic romance, and you just might win a copy of Aftermath: Guts and Glory !!
July 17, 2013
Welcome New Evernight Author, Douglas Black
Today we have a first time visitor to Tyler’s Naughty Notions, so please be nice, try to be on your best behavior, and for heaven’s sake, don’t scare the poor guy off. We need more testosterone up in here! J
Douglas Black
is new to Evernight Publishing and fairly new to publishing in general, and I for one, am very excited for him and his new venture into the publishing world. Let’s find out a little more about this new author, we’ll surely be hearing a lot more about in the coming months…
Douglas Black was born and raised in bonnie Scotland. He started writing erotica as a means of paying the bills when he was a student at university, but after graduation he found he no longer had the time to write. Over the summer of 2012, Black picked up a pen once more. After a brief, successful flirtation with self-publishing, Black’s novella ‘Business or Pleasure’ was picked up and released in April 2013. It quickly made the publisher’s best-sellers list. Douglas Black’s short story, ‘A Secret Love’, was published in July 2013 by Evernight Publishing.
Learn more about Douglas at the following Links:
http://amazon.com/author/douglasblack
http://www.goodreads.com/DouglasBlack
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Douglas-Black/1632968396841732
https://twitter.com/DBlackErotica
http://douglasblackerotica.wordpress.com
About the Book
‘A Secret Love’ is Douglas Black’s first outing with Evernight Publishing. Part of their ‘Romance On The Go’ range, ‘A Secret Love’ is a steamy M/M erotic romance about a couple forced to keep their relationship a secret. They have been lovers for a long time, but are only able to meet up when their schedules allow. For them, though, the end is now in sight: they plan to leave behind everything they know and move abroad to be together. With only six months to go they meet up in a remote hotel in the Scottish highlands for a romantic few days together, but things in life rarely go according to plan.
James is nervous when he pulls into the car park of the secluded and conservative Caledonian Hotel. He slips off his wedding ring, gives a false name at reception and checks into his room. When Mark finally arrives James expects their time together to conform to the usual pattern, but Mark surprises him. Mark wants candlelit dinners and walks on the beach. James, well, James just wants to make up for lost time. More importantly, he doesn’t want to get caught. They have six months left before they can leave behind everything they know and start a new life together and James is desperate to be discrete. Unfortunately, he never could control himself around Mark. Throw in an interfering old couple and some very public displays of affection and Mark and James’s short hotel stay might just be about to destroy not only the secrecy that has always shrouded their relationship, but also their plans for a future together.
Excerpt
Mark returned the kiss passionately. James trembled in his arms. Tension coursed through his body and he could feel it mirrored in Mark’s. He could almost taste the other man’s nerves in his kiss. James savoured Mark’s strong arms around him. He pushed his hands inside Mark’s suit jacket and clung to the warm, toned body underneath. The body was so familiar despite the amount of time that had passed since their last meeting. “God I’ve missed you,” James said when he finally pulled away. Mark was breathless and didn’t respond at first, but the sexy, playful smile on his lips told James everything he needed to know. James took his hands and led him further into the room. It was a large suite with living area and a huge bathroom. Mark swung a new sports bag, bright orange and emblazoned with sponsorship logos, off his shoulder and dumped it onto one of the two couches. He paused momentarily, reaching into his suit pocket. James watched as Mark pulled out his phone and turned it off without checking for messages. He waited patiently until Mark had tucked it safely into his bag and smiled at him when he had finished. “Difficult getting away this time?” he asked.Mark nodded. “I left as soon as I could. I was so scared I was going to miss the flight. I’m sorry it had to be mid-week this time. Will you get in trouble at work?”“I have the flu.”Mark smirked. “You look perfectly healthy to me.”“It came on all of a sudden,” James said, closing the space between them. “Unexpected. Probably be gone in a few days. You know how these things are.” Mark nodded and James slipped into his arms once more. With his head on Mark’s shoulder, he turned to whisper against the other man’s neck. “I wouldn’t have been able to stand it if you had missed the flight, if you had cancelled. It’s been so long. It’s always so long.”
Buy Links Amazon: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Secret-Love-Romance-Go-ebook/dp/B00DV6Q52M/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1373539149&sr=8-1&keywords=douglas+black+a+secret+love
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/a-secret-love-by-douglas-black/
BookStrand http://www.bookstrand.com/a-secret-love-mm
All Romance Books https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-asecretlove-1230719-149.html
Douglas Black was born and raised in bonnie Scotland. He started writing erotica as a means of paying the bills when he was a student at university, but after graduation he found he no longer had the time to write. Over the summer of 2012, Black picked up a pen once more. After a brief, successful flirtation with self-publishing, Black’s novella ‘Business or Pleasure’ was picked up and released in April 2013. It quickly made the publisher’s best-sellers list. Douglas Black’s short story, ‘A Secret Love’, was published in July 2013 by Evernight Publishing.
Learn more about Douglas at the following Links:
http://amazon.com/author/douglasblack
http://www.goodreads.com/DouglasBlack
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Douglas-Black/1632968396841732
https://twitter.com/DBlackErotica
http://douglasblackerotica.wordpress.com
About the Book
‘A Secret Love’ is Douglas Black’s first outing with Evernight Publishing. Part of their ‘Romance On The Go’ range, ‘A Secret Love’ is a steamy M/M erotic romance about a couple forced to keep their relationship a secret. They have been lovers for a long time, but are only able to meet up when their schedules allow. For them, though, the end is now in sight: they plan to leave behind everything they know and move abroad to be together. With only six months to go they meet up in a remote hotel in the Scottish highlands for a romantic few days together, but things in life rarely go according to plan.
James is nervous when he pulls into the car park of the secluded and conservative Caledonian Hotel. He slips off his wedding ring, gives a false name at reception and checks into his room. When Mark finally arrives James expects their time together to conform to the usual pattern, but Mark surprises him. Mark wants candlelit dinners and walks on the beach. James, well, James just wants to make up for lost time. More importantly, he doesn’t want to get caught. They have six months left before they can leave behind everything they know and start a new life together and James is desperate to be discrete. Unfortunately, he never could control himself around Mark. Throw in an interfering old couple and some very public displays of affection and Mark and James’s short hotel stay might just be about to destroy not only the secrecy that has always shrouded their relationship, but also their plans for a future together.
Excerpt
Mark returned the kiss passionately. James trembled in his arms. Tension coursed through his body and he could feel it mirrored in Mark’s. He could almost taste the other man’s nerves in his kiss. James savoured Mark’s strong arms around him. He pushed his hands inside Mark’s suit jacket and clung to the warm, toned body underneath. The body was so familiar despite the amount of time that had passed since their last meeting. “God I’ve missed you,” James said when he finally pulled away. Mark was breathless and didn’t respond at first, but the sexy, playful smile on his lips told James everything he needed to know. James took his hands and led him further into the room. It was a large suite with living area and a huge bathroom. Mark swung a new sports bag, bright orange and emblazoned with sponsorship logos, off his shoulder and dumped it onto one of the two couches. He paused momentarily, reaching into his suit pocket. James watched as Mark pulled out his phone and turned it off without checking for messages. He waited patiently until Mark had tucked it safely into his bag and smiled at him when he had finished. “Difficult getting away this time?” he asked.Mark nodded. “I left as soon as I could. I was so scared I was going to miss the flight. I’m sorry it had to be mid-week this time. Will you get in trouble at work?”“I have the flu.”Mark smirked. “You look perfectly healthy to me.”“It came on all of a sudden,” James said, closing the space between them. “Unexpected. Probably be gone in a few days. You know how these things are.” Mark nodded and James slipped into his arms once more. With his head on Mark’s shoulder, he turned to whisper against the other man’s neck. “I wouldn’t have been able to stand it if you had missed the flight, if you had cancelled. It’s been so long. It’s always so long.”
Buy Links Amazon: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Secret-Love-Romance-Go-ebook/dp/B00DV6Q52M/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1373539149&sr=8-1&keywords=douglas+black+a+secret+love
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/a-secret-love-by-douglas-black/
BookStrand http://www.bookstrand.com/a-secret-love-mm
All Romance Books https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-asecretlove-1230719-149.html
