Wicked Romances Blog Hop Winner!

And the winner is...

modularmates(at))comcast(dot)net


Congratulations!

I'll be sending your copy of "Asian Persuasion" shortly!

Howloween Blog Hop Winner!

And the winner is...


Jyl22075 at gmail dot com!

Congratulations! I'll be sending your copy of "Buried Treasure" along shortly!

Zompacolypse

Click the image for the list of participating blogs.

Could there be a more perfect blog hop for me??

I'm not going to bore you with a long post about why I love zombies and all things macabre - instead I'm getting right to the point: THE PRIZE!

Here's what I'm offering up - (2) Walking Dead action figures, and (1) set of 12 Slug Zombies.

Here are some close ups, so you can really see them:

To enter to win, simply leave a comment below with your e-mail. That's it! Easy peasy!

GOOD LUCK!!

Oh and psst... if you win, we'll have something in common! Here's my two zombies who hang out in front of my monitor!

****PLEASE BE AWARE:  I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If being associated with that kind of a blog isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

BlissKiss After Dark WINNER!

And the winner is.....

Michelle (chellebee66(at)gmail(dot)com)

Congratulations!!! I'll be sending your copy of "Orion's Way" along shortly!

Howloween Blog Hop!

I'm participating in the Howloween Blog Hop!

I've always had a soft spot for monsters and things that go bump in the night, so it shouldn't be surprising that Halloween is my favorite time of year! In fact, my husband and I were married on Halloween - in a haunted house! We exchanged our vows in the "swamp room" on a little bridge over a pond complete with a "body."

For my prize in the hop today, I'm offering up a free PDF copy of the winner's choice of any one of my books, which you can find at www.dcjuris.com.

To enter, just leave a comment with your e-mail and the title of the book you'd like to win. That's it!

GOOD LUCK!!!!


****PLEASE BE AWARE: I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If supporting someone who writes this sort of material isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

Moonlight Masquerade Giveaway Hop

For my part in the hop, I'm featuring my short little sexy story, "Asian Persuasion."

It's not technically Halloween related, but there *is* a rather sexy mask involved!

Entering is simple - just leave a comment below, and be sure to include your e-mail address. GOOD LUCK!!

Here's the blurb:

Arata Ito, has a reputation for taking what he wants at business meetings, and what he wants now is Caleb. When Caleb’s boss asks him to romance the potential investor, he’s outraged, but goes along with it because the company could really use the money. But something about Arata is familiar. Is the sexy Japanese man all he seems?

And here's a little snippet:

Caleb stopped and simply stood there, gawking. What was from the outside a run of the mill building was, on the inside, a glitzy, glamorous club, complete with a giant crystal chandelier and beautiful people -- far more fancy dressed than him -- walking around or lounging on leather couches, holding gold rimmed champagne flutes, laughing and smiling. Scantily clad men and women mingled through the crowd, refilling drinks or offering morsels off gleaming silver platters. In the corner, a fluffy haired female singer with a smoky, sultry voice belted out the Shooter Jennings song "All of this Could've Been Yours" accompanied by a full band. A shimmering sign at the back of the room declared the place "Club Fantasia."

Caleb ran his hands down the front of his body. No wonder Hikaru hadn't liked his wardrobe! He squared his shoulders, made a mental note to choke Alonzo, and stepped further into the room.

Hikaru touched his shoulder and pointed to a door on the other side. "Sensei back there. You go. Guard show you in." She gave him a gentle shove in the direction of the door.

Caleb took a deep breath. Get hold of yourself! It wouldn't be that bad. He would speak with Ito, be pleasant, explain he was married, and that would be the end of it. Ito was a businessman, right? He swallowed hard. Ito wouldn't do anything stupid. Like rape him. Right?

He walked with purpose across the room, mentally telling himself to keep walking, keep putting one foot in front of the other, until he came abreast of the guard at the door.

The guard -- a hulking dark skinned man with muscles practically bursting through his tight red t-shirt -- nodded and opened the door, gestured him into the room.

****PLEASE BE AWARE: I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If winning that kind of a book isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

The Obligatory GRL Post

So here's my GRL post. 

I left for GLR on Wednesday, 10/17 at around 3:30 PM EST. I managed not to burst into tears in the security line this year. Go me! The flight into Detroit was a little late, so I ran to my connection. The flight into Salt Lake City was a little late, so I ran to my connection. The flight into Albq was right on time, which is always how it is when it never matters. LOL During the flights I met a young man who was traveling with his  mother and a gaggle of children to Oklahoma, a lovely lady named Jeanie with an adorable grandson, and a man whose name I didn't get, but who said he'd never turned down a Hershey's Kiss in his life. (I offered him one out of the $16 bag I'd bought in the airport. And no, $16 does not buy you a lot of kisses at an airport, Hershey's or otherwise, I'd imagine.)

The first night I had room service and a dip in the zacuzzi tub. Very nice. Dinner was a steak, some veggies, decaf coffee, and creme brulee. Yum. 

I headed down to registration and the swag room Thurs morning, and discovered that all but 3 of my tins of mints had been snapped up, which was kinda cool. Until I realized that it was probably more the mints than the fact that my name was on them...which lead to the inevitable conclusion that about 147 people had just narrowly avoided halitosis, and I was quite proud I'd helped. 

Michele Montgomery and I went to the zoo after a while, where she animal-gasimed over giraffes, and we heard a lion roar in person for the first time ever. I got it on video. It's still very impressive. We came back and I think we had dinner in one of the hotel cafes. 

Friday I was up at the ass crack of dawn for a hot air balloon ride. Turns out, the ground looks surprisingly similar from the air as it does from well, the ground. But it was still a lot of fun, and I can now say I've done it. 

After that was the trip to the TQ lunch thing, Old Town, and the MLR Day of the Dead Party. I understand one of the buses dropped a bunch of people off at the wrong place, but fortunately I was not one of them. There wasn't anything at the TQ lunch I felt safe eating (the one "chef" didn't know what gluten was, and I'm still not sure the other spoke English). In Old Town I managed to find a lovely ice cream shop with gluten free nachos, which I nommed on and proclaimed to be the "best thing I'd ever eaten!" I may have just been hungry... 

I found some really cool souvenirs, including a metal sculpture of Predator for my honey. I also got a couple shirts, some post cards - and some other cute small stuff. 

I left the Day of the Dead party early and headed back to my room. That may have been the night a few of us went out to The Olive Garden and encountered the highest/drunkest/craziest waiter I've ever met. 

Saturday I went to lunch at Wreck's with my friend Barry, who lives in Albq for some reason I've yet to figure out, and his wife and kids. Fun times!! We swung by the Candy Lady on the way back to the hotel, and I bought some erotic chocolate. I got back in time to carouze the room at the author book signing (I have been informed I *will* have a table of my own next year, so help me God, and on pain of death...) and then a bunch of us went to dinner in the hotel. 

Sunday I got to spend a few minutes at the goodbye brunch, and then it was off to the airport. My flight to Salt Lake City was on time, but when I arrived the next flight had been delayed, and there was a possibility of missing the next flight. They'd double booked me already, for a flight out Monday morning. On the plane I ended up sitting in the middle of a group of young men and women from Germany, all but two of whom were absolutely some of the rudest people I'd ever encountered. One of them decided to sit between myself and his friend, perched with his feet in the seat, backward, with his tight pink-pants-enshrouded ass swaying in the wind. I was decidedly unimpressed. 

When I got to Detroit they radioed my plane and I ran - literally ran - through the airport. Not a pretty sight, I'm sure. But I didn't make it, and ended up spending the night at the Embassy Suites in Detroit, which has, by the way, one of the most impressive in-room coffee situations I've ever seen, *and* room service coffee is Starbucks. I vote Detroit for GRL 2014! 

I got home on Monday, early enough to still have some day left, and Hubby had decorated the house for my birthday, made me cupcakes, bought my favorite soda, and made me homemade BBQ. When we pulled up, the two packages I'd Fed-Ex'd from Albq were sitting on the front steps. Perfect timing. 

All in all, it was a good trip. I really wish the hotel had been more centrally located - cab fair to the zoo was $40 one way - a little prohibitive, and the trip to Olive Garden was all of 45 minutes one way.  So I didn't get to get out and see the city or do a lot of the things I wanted. I did do more of the retreat events this year, and met a few more people than I did last year. Some of whom were wonderful and I'll treasure forever. There were a couple disappointments as far as people not being who I'd thought they were, and one person who literally looked me up and down, sneered, shook my hand and walked away. But valuable lessons were learned, even in the face of pain, so it's all good. 

I'm looking forward to next year!

You can see all the photos I took on my Facebook page!

Blogger Virtual Zombie Walk Winner!

And the winner is...

Emily (tiger-chick-1(at)hotmail(dot)com).

Congratulations!

I'll be sending along a copy of Bad Moon Rising shortly!

Alpha Male Blog Hop WINNER

And the winner is....

Ashley Applebee  (ash_app@hotmail.com)! Congratulations! I'll be sending along your copy of "Orion's Way" shortly!

Special Note Re: Wicked After Dark

Despite scheduling the Wicked After Dark Blog Hop post for the right time (I checked it again) Blogger decided to launch it early.

My plan was to find the prize tonight - going out looking for a coffin and goodies, and if I couldn't find that, then I'd change what I'd written, insert a pic, and all would be good.

So the post is up and incomplete. I'd pull the post but it already has 3 comments.

So.... LOL I'll look for the coffin tonight but if I can't find one, hopefully everyone will understand and not be too disappointed!

Wicked After Dark Blog Hop

It's no secret to anyone that Halloween is my favorite time of the year. My husband and I were actually married on Halloween in a haunted house in 2003.

For my prize today, I'm offering up this fabulous coffin, filled with goodies!

  

There's a bandana with skulls on it, a werewolf that grows in water, at sticky note pad, a pen, a marshmallow monster, a witch Pez dispenser, a candy corn necklace, assorted candy, and some DC Juris swag!

To enter to win, simply leave a comment below, and please include your e-mail. It's the simple!

Good luck!!!

****PLEASE BE AWARE: I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If supporting a blog of that type isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

BlisseKisse After Dark

Here's my kissing excerpt for BlisseKiss After Dark. They're inside, but it's dark out, trust me!

This is from "Serge's Gift" which is included in the upcoming "Crimson Anthology" from Breathless Press.



"Bryan?" Serge calls my name, pants it or moans it, I'm not sure which, but the sound is velvet in my ears; I can literally feel his voice sliding into my brain. I can't remember ever wanting anyone this much, even him. "Say it, Bryan. Say you're mine."

"Yours." God, he's absolutely like a drug -- I'll say any goddamn thing to keep him this close, keep his hands on me, keep his body pressed against mine.

Reality runs away from me, and I don't even try to stop it. Serge kisses me, lips like fire against mine. He pushes his tongue inside my mouth, not asking permission but taking what's rightfully his. One of his hands grips the back of my neck, the other surrounds my cock. I buck up into that touch, craving the sensation of flesh on flesh, the feeling intense beyond anything I've imagined.

For my giveaway, I'm offering up a free pdf copy of my other fabulous m/m vampire story, "Orion's Way" (since Crimson isn't out yet). 

To be entered, just leave a comment below with your e-mail. 

Good luck!!

****PLEASE BE AWARE: I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If winning that kind of a book isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

Wicked Romances Giveaway Hop

The "wicked" romance I'm offering in my giveaway today is my story "Asian Persuasion." For me, it's a "wicked" story because the main character is tempted with a very sexy choice!

Here's the blurb:

Arata Ito, has a reputation for taking what he wants at business meetings, and what he wants now is Caleb. When Caleb’s boss asks him to romance the potential investor, he’s outraged, but goes along with it because the company could really use the money. But something about Arata is familiar. Is the sexy Japanese man all he seems?

To enter to win a free pdf copy, just leave a comment below. Be sure to include your e-mail address. 

GOOD LUCK!!

****PLEASE BE AWARE:  I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If winning that kind of a book isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

NEW RELEASE - "Nothing to Forgive"

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Blurb:

Finally done with war and fighting, Hadryk, a military officer, has agreed to be a pup host - to be impregnated - in order to protect his lover, Vodwynn, and he can't hide the proof much longer. Embarrassed and worried, he considers staying with his brother instead of going home, but, drawn by his love, he goes home to Planet Torbid and Vodwynn. Vodwynn reacts as anyone would. But when he realizes the sacrifice Hadryk has made, can he change his mind? Can he open his heart to discover the new wonders of Hadryk's body, and how strong their love truly is?

Excerpt:

The stars whizzed by in mesmerizing streaks of white, giving way to wispy nothing violet clouds as they entered the atmosphere. Hadryk stared out the window at the approaching ground of Planet Torbid. He should be happy to see his home. Instead, his guts twisted and he broke out in a cold sweat. How would he explain things to his lover? How would he make Vodwynn see he’d had no choice in the situation?

The shuttle descended sharply, and one of the guards got to his feet, tight gorton hide armor creaking softly with his movements. “General.”

Hadryk nodded to the guard and stood and his heart sank into his boots.

The guard snapped to attention and raised a hand in salute, thumb against his temple, fingers splayed wide. “On behalf of the Predeck and a grateful Legion, I thank you for your service.”

Hadryk grunted and returned the salute. He stepped off the shuttle, out of the confines of that quiet little dark cocoon, and into the bright, bustling day of his homeland. Chill winds met him, and he was thankful for the extra layers he wore, even if they hadn’t been intended to stave off the cold. Portak and Borta, the twin moons, could just be seen to the far east, harbingers of not far off dusk. He shouldered his pack and started off down the street.

Strangers rushed up to him, some giving mock salutes, others patting him on the back and wishing him well. If any of them had actually known him, they might have noticed that he looked a little different. A little bigger. A little fatter. But no one seemed the wiser. Perhaps he could keep it that way—at least for a while.

He arrived at his home and stood there on the wide bottom step, staring stupidly at the door, his gaze tracing the intricate scrollwork of his family crest. Vodwynn wasn’t expecting him for another cycle or two. He shuffled his feet and glanced up and down the street. Perhaps it would be better to stay somewhere else for the time being. He could hop another shuttle—take one to Darmuth and stay with his brother, Tamar. That might be the best thing to do, considering. He ran a hand down over his belly absently. He could send Vodwynn a message; say he would be back in six cycles—that would be enough time.

“Hadryk?”

Hadryk cursed silently and looked up to see his lover standing in the doorway. Warm light from within shone like a beacon. He hadn’t heard the door open.

“By the twin moons!” Vodwynn threw his arms around Hadryk’s neck, sobbing happily. He pulled back and stood close, hands holding Hadryk’s cheeks. His gaze strayed to Hadryk’s hair. Or lack thereof. “Your hair...” He stroked Hadryk’s once long locks.

Hadryk had all but forgotten about the hair until today. Visions of desolate sands flowing into sweltering swamplands clouded his mind. He shook them off with a shrug. “Durcat gets hot during the summer. We all cut our hair.”

“You’re shivering!”

Was he? Hadryk hadn’t noticed. He reached out and touched Vodwynn’s cheek, trailed his fingers down the side of Vodwynn’s face. “The day is cold. Nothing more.”

“Come, I’ll start a shower to warm you.”

Not the homecoming he had wanted, but neither was the homecoming he wanted the one he could have. Not anymore. Not like this. He followed Vodwynn into their home—everything looked so familiar and comfortable, from the overstuffed couch to the blanket with abandoned book atop piled haphazardly in Vodwynn’s favorite chair—and down the hall to the small washroom. He stood to the side as Vodwynn prepared the water, humming softly and looking over at him every now and then with a sweet smile that broke his heart. The banging and groaning of the metal pipes made him flinch.

Vodwynn straightened and gestured to the shower stall. “I can stay. Help you...” That sweet smile turned to a seductive one, and Hadryk swallowed down bile.

Blogger Virtual Zombie Walk 2012

Long before I penned my m/m/m zombie apocalypse tale, "Bad Moon Rising," I was a zombie fan.

Why? What's the draw? 

For me, it's two fold. One on hand, I love the gore. Growing up, when all the other kids were hiding behind their parents' shoulders during horror films, I was intently staring at the screen, trying to figure out how it had all been done. The art behind the effects fascinates me.

On the other hand, I'm drawn to the dogma. The idea of our high and mighty society being brought to its knees with one fail swoop - that's mind-numbingly large. It's interesting to see the different takes on the "zombie apocalypse" out there in entertainment. 

For instance, in the "28 Days" films, the zombies are the result of the "rage virus." It's a commentary on our society - that if we continue to be angry people, that anger will eventually turn on us. It's also this franchise that gives us a non-bite infection - in the first movie, one of the characters is infected when a drop of "rage virus" tainted blood falls into his eye. 

Then there's "The Boneyard," which gives us flesh eating monsters who are the result of an age-old curse. 

In some movies, zombies are only interested in human flesh. However in Romero's "Survival of the Dead," the zombies are taught to eat horse meat. 

Another interesting spin is the movie "I am Legend" (which yes, I know these are technically more like vampires, but hear me out...) we're shown thinking monsters. These monsters use tools. They create traps. They have a leader. At one point in the movie, Will Smith's character remarks that they've lost all their humanity, but I think it's the other way round. I think, as they are, they're more human than not. Humanity at its basest is still human. 

In any event, I'm giving away a prize today to one lucky, random winner. I'm offering up a free pdf copy of "Bad Moon Rising."

Here's the blurb:

Bryce never expected to find himself smack in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, and he certainly never expected to meet the man of his dreams along the way. But there's more than zombies in the way of his happily ever after. Richard comes with baggage, in the form of his on again, off again bipolar lover Cole, who is off his meds and descending into his own mental hell at an alarming rate. Will the three men be able to work out their romantic feelings? Oh yeah...and then there's that little issue of the zombies...

To be entered to win, all you have to do is leave a comment below, including your e-mail.

GOOD LUCK!!!

****PLEASE BE AWARE: I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If winning that kind of a book isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

The Alpha Male Blog Hop

I've often been asked, "what makes a man an alpha?"

Some people think it's the size that counts, but I have to kindly disagree, since I, myself am only 4' 9" but am very much an alpha.

Alphas know how to take control, and they don't shy from it. In a bad situation -- in a disaster -- it's the alpha who comes up with the plan. The alpha who people look for for assurances and comfort. The alpha is also the one who sticks his neck out, who goes the extra mile for his friends and loved ones.

Being an alpha is all about attitude, but you've got to be able to back it up. I don't mean physically, I mean emotionally and mentally. Alphas have that certain something -- that illusive thing called mojo.

Who is my favorite alpha from my books? That would have to be Malagan, my sexy vampire from "Orion's Way."

Blurb:

Orion is a vampire with a tragic past. After running away from abusive parents at the tender age of sixteen, he was turned by a ruthless elder vampire and forced to torture and sexually abuse human feeders and submissive vampires. Though that's all behind him now, he still lives in the shadow of what he was, and it has cost him the loyalty of Xavier, the human feeder he loves. Malagan is Orion's closest friend--the vampire who saved him from brutality all those years ago. Malagan knows the dominant side of Orion--the side Xavier needs--is still there, lurking below the surface. But if Orion's going to find his way back to who he ought to be, he'll need help. And Malagan is just the man for the job.

And here's an excerpt:

“Do you enjoy my attentions?” he asked.

Malagan raised his head and met Orion’s gaze. “Yes, Master. Very much.” He pulled his hands around in front of him and held them out to Orion. “Would you tie my wrists please, Master?”

Orion raised an eyebrow, looked down to Malagan’s hands and back up to his face. A test, of course. They had already set ground rules, and no Dom worth anything would go back on his word in the heat of the moment. Orion shook his head. “No.”

Malagan nodded and smiled. “Dom to Dom, you may bind me, if you wish.”

Malagan really did trust him. Hearing Malagan profess his trust was all well and good, but having Malagan make such a gesture, having Malagan place his safety in Orion’s hands, was something else entirely. A spike of adrenaline made Orion’s heart race and his blood pound in his ears. He turned immediately and went to the table, grabbed up a pair of leather cuffs and hurried back to Malagan, nearly tripping over his own feet.

“Easy,” Malagan murmured. “A little less eager, there, if you don’t mind.”

Orion took a deep breath and nodded. Hands shaking, he reached out with the cuffs.

“Steady yourself,” Malagan told him. “Your nerves are understandable, but your sub will feed off them. You know that. Think for a moment, before you act.”

Orion shuddered and turned away, barely suppressing the sob that suddenly rose in his throat. He couldn’t do this. Who was he kidding? He was broken, worthless. For God’s sake, he couldn’t even dominate another Dom without being coached. He sucked in a breath as Malagan’s arms slid around him and pulled him close. Malagan took the cuffs from him and turned him around.

Malagan went down on his knees and gazed up at Orion, holding out the cuffs. “Please, Master.”

Orion took them, stared at them for a long moment as he fought to control his ragged breathing and the staccato beating of his heart. Malagan’s pleading eyes bore into his soul, and something finally clicked inside him. He fastened the cuffs around Malagan’s wrists, ran his finger under the edge of each to ensure they weren’t too tight.

All his old instincts came back to him in a rush. He ran his hand through Malagan’s hair as he moved again, coming to a stop behind him. Riding the high of power, he placed his foot in the middle of Malagan’s back and gave a push. “Ass up.”


Want to win a copy? All you have to do is leave a comment below with you e-mail. It's that simple. One lucky commenter will win a free pdf copy!

In addition to my giveaway,

there there are also THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 200 times!

Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet 

2nd Grand Prize: A $130 Amazon or B&N Gift Card 

3rd Grand Prize: The following Swag Pack! 

Good luck!!!

****PLEASE BE AWARE: I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If winning that kind of a book isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

My GRL Schedule!

Want to know where I'll be?

Here's a rough idea!

Wed 10/17 -   arrive around Midnight.

Thurs 10/18 - 9 AM Registration
                       Schmooze and mingle until around 11 AM
                       11 AM - taking off for the Rattlesnake Museum, Zoo, Botanic Gardens, +/- Beach.
                       Dinner at some point (perhaps with Em Woods or Tom Webb or Michele Montgomery?)

Fri 10/19 -       6 AM Balloon ride
                       12:20 Bus for Old Town
                       Shopping, sight seeing
                       MLR Press Party (No, I'm not doing the TQ thing)

Sat 10/20 -     OPEN - trying to catch up with a couple old friends who live in Albq. Otherwise? Hit            
                       me up.  At some point I have to go to Fed Ex.

Sun 10/21 -    Check out
                       8 AM - hit the goodbye brunch
                       10 AM - leave for airport


So there you have it. Not as hectic as New Orleans was, for sure. This year I've managed to schedule time for myself, time for authors/readers, and time for friends. And more time for myself. LOL

GRL Swag Preview

Here's a preview of the swag I'll have available at the swag table at GayRomLit!

There will be two different types of business cards - m/m themed and trans themed - magnetic calendars, rack cards, oversized post cards, pens, trans themed magnets (with the wrench) and zombie themed tins of mints!

Come get some goodies!! :-)

Mini Giveaway - Mr Bubble - WINNER

I'm such a spaz. I picked my winner, wrote it on a sticky note, stuck it to my monitor in my writing office...and haven't been in here since. I blame GayRomLit prep. LOL In any event, the winner is.... Judi (arella3173_loveless(at)yahoo(dot)com)!

I'll be dropping you an e-mail shortly to get your shipping address! Congratulations!

And thanks to everyone else who entered! I'm having a few of these little mini giveaways over the next few months/next year, so stay tuned!

NSFW Hot in Handcuffs Giveaway Blog Hop

For my part in this hop, I'm giving away one pdf copy of my 7-story anthology, "Simply Smut" to a lucky winner.  Goes well, wouldn't you say? ::grin::

Here's the 411 on "Simply Smut"

Blurb:

Come watch Amber, whose online adventures have left her panting and ready. Or maybe you'd rather play with Jason, a sexy writer who has finally figured out the plotline of his life revolves around his hot assistant, Paul. And don't forget Chase, the sexy transgender man heading the right way for some steamy sex with fellow ftm Toby. These are just three of your options. You've got thirteen playmates at your disposal in these seven stories - all guaranteed to rev your engine and keep it running. All. Night. Long.

And here's a VERY NOT SAFE FOR WORK excerpt from one of the stories, "Rub-a-Dub-Dub."

Amber slid just the tip of her middle finger into her mouth. Pretending her finger was another woman’s clit, she licked, sucked, and nibbled. Her own clit was full and swollen, her pussy wet and her ass tight with anticipation. Releasing her finger, she trailed it along her chest again, between her breasts, down into the water to toy with the fine, curly hairs between her legs.

A soft moan of need escaped her and she moved her hand down. She brushed her fingers over her pussy lips with barely any pressure, smiling as she lifted her hips, instinctively seeking more, warm water sloshing around her. Amber had never known anyone who could get her off as well as she could herself. Something about knowing she controlled her own pleasure made her crazy with lust.

“More,” she whispered. She parted her pussy lips gently, loving the way she could feel them separate under her fingers. She slowly traced her index finger across her clit, shivering as waves of pleasure raced through her. “Yes...”

~~~~~~~~

Here are the blurbs for all 7 stories: 

"Rub-a-Dub-Dub" - An online search for innocent romance stories turns into an eye-opening adventure in the world of smut. By the time Amber gets home, she's hot, horny, and ready to play...with herself!



"Writer's Assistant" - Paul loves his job as Jason's writing assistant, and when Jason suggests they take their relationship to the next level, Paul is more than willing!



"Dylan's Promise" - Dylan knows about Alex's past - about the abusive relationship he ran from. But there's more to the story, and the appearance of a man who looks like Alex's ex brings up old memories that Alex can't deal with alone. Fortunately for him, he has Dylan.



"Torn Apart" - After a massive natural disaster all but destroys the planet Torn, William, a human soldier, begins a desperate search for his native lover, Intugu. Will the two be reunited, or will William's dreams end at a pile of rubble?



"Intrastate Love Song" - Toby and Chase met at a transgender pride retreat a year ago, and although the sparks flew right away, the timing was all wrong. Now they're reunited, living in the same town, and ready to date. That is, once they get that awkward first-time hot, steamy sex out of the way!



"Catching Up With Kevin" - What does transgender Anthony do when a night of hanging out with his transvestite best friend, Kevin, turns into Kevin revealing his love? Why, Anthony makes up for lost time, of course!



"Sock it to Him" - Eric is sick to death of watching Patrick get treated like crap by one asshole after another. But when the biggest asshole of them all, Donald, goes too far, Eric ends up driving Patrick to the local ER. Eric sets out to convince Patrick that there are better men to date - namely him - with help from an unexpected source: a sock monkey.



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Wicked and Wild Scavenger Hunt

BTS Tours and Wild Child Publishing are proud to present the Wicked and Wild Halloween Scavenger Hunt. 37 blogs have linked together to allow you to hunt for 37 different words that will be hidden in each post, so at the end of the hunt you will have 37 answers to plug into the rafflecopter. Please DO NOT leave your answers in the comment section. We want this to be fun for everyone, and not take the challenge out of the game. So this is how it works.

All the blogs listed below will post their game piece on their allotted date. You are looking for one word (related to Halloween) to plug into the rafflecopter as your answer. For Example:'

If you are on Close Encounters with the Night Kind, and find your word (clues will be provided for you in the banner) you log into the rafflecopter form and place your answer in the box marked Close Encounters of the Night Kind. Follow along the entire Scavenger Hunt and collect all 37 clues. We will be drawing for 4 $25 dollar Gift Certificates to Wild Child Publishing. Happy Hunting!!!

Title: Beneath the Surface

Author: Suzanne Perzzini

Publisher: Wild Child Publishing .

Length: Novel

Sub-Genres: Action/Adventure/Suspense/Romance

BLURB:

Jo has the darkest of secrets in her past, which drives her to seek out the most traumatic of hotspots in the world as a war correspondent so she never has the time to confront what she did. A fellow reporter, Craig, accompanies her into war-torn Sergavia to recover rolls of film from a dead colleague and along the way Jo finds love and a reason to go back to the beginning so she can move forward.


EXCERPT:

Branko's eyes, unseeing, gazed up to the heaven I hoped he had gone to. What freakin' heaven, for God's sake? Who was I fooling? Out of the black sky, a wave of hopelessness thundered over me. For an instant a cavity opened and closed, but I had seen inside, and that image of empty loneliness scratched at my sanity.

I fell forward onto my knees by his side and touched an unblemished cheek. It was cold. This was the face Ana loved. I felt her sorrow, and tears threatened. I brushed his hair into place and rubbed at the dirt on that cheek. I had seen more death than most people see in a century of life, but this was Branko. He had a name. I had talked to him. I had liked him.

I heaved my pack onto my back, snatched up the rifle, checked the magazine and put the safety on. There was nothing I could do for Branko, but I could help save his family--if I could get to them before they reached the pass.

I turned around and faced the mountains. That was where I was going. Up there into the snow.




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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Since a child, I have been driven to explore, look beyond and search out change. This took me to the Fiji Islands on Volunteer Service Abroad at eighteen and after graduating with a Bachelor of Arts degree from the University of Auckland, to Italy, where I stayed for the next decade. I had been out to conquer the world but instead met the man who was to become my lifelong companion. While he studied and did military service, I taught English and travelled.

But the settling down bug caught up with me. I returned to New Zealand, husband in tow, bought a house, started up a business in the fashion industry and had a baby. For many years we worked, worried, renovated houses and homeschooled our son.

However, the need to chill out came back, and now we still work while our son studies for his second degree, but we worry less and enjoy life more.

Roll on the next fifty years.


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Schedule:

October 1 - Awesomesauce Book Club , Guilty Indulgence

October 2 - Reading Between the Lines , Beauty In Ruins

October 3 - Riverina Romantics

October 4 - Book Swagger

October 5- Reading and Writing Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance

October 6 - Book Devotee Reviews

October 7 - BookSpark

October 8 - Love is a Many Flavored Thing

October 9 - House Millar , Read 2 Review

October 10 - Literal Addiction

October 11 - S.J. Maylee

October 12 - Fictional Candy

October 13 - Sweet Southern Home

October 14 - Laurie's Non-Paranormal Thoughts and Reviews

October 15 - Salacious Reads

October 16 - For the Love of Reading Reviews , Novelly Nice

October 17 - Pink Skulls Book Reviews

October 18 - Full Moon Bites

October 19 - The Bunny's Review

October 20 - Romance Book Club . Com

October 21- The Jeep Diva

October 22 - Nette's Bookshelf Reviews

October 23 - Beagle Book Space , Pippa Jay…

October 24 - All She Wants and More

October 25 - Ex Libris

October 26 - Close Encounters with the Night Kind

October 27 - Herding Cats and Burning Soup

October 28 - Noracast

October 29 - TBR

October 30 - Reader's Confession , Naughty Editions

October 31 - Speculative Friction

Mini Giveaway: Mr. Bubble

Okay, I'll admit it - I have a fondness for bubble baths. As a side note, I also like pedicures and foot massages. What?? O.o I'm strong in my masculinity! 

Anyhow, I found some Mr. Bubble stuff the other day at Target, so I thought I'd put together a Mr. Bubble Mini Giveaway!

There's a tin, two small bottles of bubbles, two pairs of socks, a stick note pad, and a long note pad. 

All you have to do to enter is leave a comment below with your e-mail. I'll close the contest tomorrow, Sunday, October 7th at Midnight, EST.

GOOG LUCK!!

Fraterfest Read-A-Thon

Okay. So the idea behind this is: "You can read whatever you want as long as one book is either a Rhiannon Frater novel or a bump in the night book (vampire, zombie, shapeshifter, ghost etc)."

Since it doesn't appear that Frater writes m/m, which is what I like to read I chose to read a "bump in the night" book. I picked:

"Dreaming in Color" By Cameron Dane.

Here's the blurb:

The sight of the red door saves Colin Baxter in his dream, but very quickly a man appears and the dream becomes a thing of raw sexual need with a person Colin can’t identify. He just knows the man needs him, and Colin aches to find and heal his lover…even if the man doesn’t really exist.

Marek Donovan just wants to be left alone to lick his wounds and recover from a terrible loss. The rundown house in Fiji suits his minimal needs just fine. He doesn’t want to face the world again, and on a small, secluded island figures he’s safe from everyone and everything. Particularly guilt from his past.

Dreams of this nameless man and his house plague Colin for two years, but he’s come to care about his phantom lover so deeply he doesn’t want them to end. Then Colin visits Fiji and comes face-to-face with the house from his visions, prompting him to believe these dreams just might be his destiny.

Colin knocks on the door, determined to find answers. What he finds is a man he already knows.

Now, most of you know I purposely don't read m/m romance, and I don't have much time for reading in general. Still, I thought I'd give this a go. I've never read anything of Dane's, so we'll see.

I'm not sure what sort of paranormal it is... the blurb leads me to think ghosts? But I'll let you know what I think as I go, right in this very post.

******UPDATE*******

Okay. So I'm a little late at posting this, but things have been up and down, and I've finally got a second to sit down.

I don't want to give too much information away, because I don't want to spoil the book for anyone.

I have to say, I really enjoyed this book. I loved, loved, *loved* (did I mention loved?) the premise, and here's why:

1. I have always wanted  a red door on my house. Red is cheery and warm, but also spicy and strong. Also, my mother always said only whores wore red. Consequently, I didn't wear much red. I think maybe, too, it has to do with going home to that black and brown door - knowing what kind of hell was behind it for me.  A red door was the farthest thing from that I could imagine. I love that Marek, even at a young age, wants a red door.

2. I have never felt particularly at home anywhere. The house I grew up in held nothing but pain for me. The first apartment I moved into was equally tainted, but for different reasons. The first home I shared with my husband existed under a pall of several family issues. Last year, though, we went to look at a  house on a whim. My husband still can't say what caused him to look up houses. We'd toyed with the idea of buying a house, and knew we would probably end up having to (long story) but neither of us were ready. But he found this lovely little hundred year old house, a fixer upper, and we went to look at it for shits and giggles.

The moment I walked in, I felt at home. It was as if the house had been waiting for us. I didn't need to look around - I knew I wanted it. We bought it and moved in. One of the first things I did was rip up the carpet to reveal this beautiful old hard wood floor - lovely dark color with these wide planks. I felt the house sigh, as if shaking off years of dirt and dust. The next thing I did was fix the plaster on the walls. We didn't want to rip it completely off, because we liked the way it looked, and it was original to the house, but parts of it were cracked. So I got a big bucket of spackle and, using only my fingertips, I repaired every bit of busted plaster. This time, I felt the house heave a sigh that seemed born of pain. Like I had put salve on a burn.

And I know what you're thinking - I'm a looney. And you're right, but not for these reasons. Lots of people who walk into my house say the vibe is very happy. Our neighbor, who grew up across the street and knew the family before us (we are only the second owners), says he has never seen the house so happy.

Anyhow, getting back to the book - I liked how the author maintained that Marek couldn't feel the house. It would've been very easy to have this ending where he's all "I feel it now!" but it wouldn't have made sense, and it wouldn't have rung true. I also liked how one of the supporting characters brought a bit of logic to a very emotional situation, because frankly I agreed with him. Marek learns a very hard lesson just before moving to Fiji, and it's one that many of us struggle with - the lesson that the people we treasure are more important than anyone's opinion of you, and that no one should feel forced to hide who they are for the comfort of others.

The writing was well done, the sex scenes were emotional and erotic - just the way they should be.

Over all, I'm glad I picked up this book, and I'd probably re-read it one day.

Girly Book Blog Hop WINNER!

And the winner is.....

Sue B - katsrus(at)gmail(dot)com

Congratulations!! I'll be sending your book along shortly!

Back to School Bash WINNER

::drum roll:: And the winner is.....

Chris - ceagles48218@yahoo.com

CONGRATULATIONS!! I'll be sending your prize along shortly!

For everyone else - thank you for participating and don't worry - there's a ton more hops this year!!

Blogfest WINNER!

And the winner is...

Jennifer Wells (jenniferwells at email dot com)!

Congratulations!!!

I'll be sending your prize along shortly!

If you didn't win, don't fret - there are a bunch more hops to enter!

GLBT Madness Hop WINNER!!

And the winner is....

dannyfiredragon@aol.com. Congratulations!!!!

Thank you to everyone else who entered! If you didn't win this time, don't fret! There's plenty more hops where that came from!!