Cranberries and Spice Blog Hop

Please be aware: I write GLBTQ romance. This blog posting contains an excerpt from an m/m/m romance - that's male/male/male. As in male/male/male sex. As in a threesome. 

If that ain't your cuppa, please move along

 and make room for the next person. 

I don't have any Thanksgiving-themed stories, but I do have a hot little Christmas tale. So... I'mma be all rebellious and junk and share an excerpt from that one. It's called "Perfect Christmas." Like most things in my life, this snippet is Rated R!!

Leave a comment below and you'll be entered to win a free pdf copy. :-) 

Enjoy!!

Blurb: Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!

Excerpt:

Drake straightened, stepped back, and stretched. He flashed Evan a dazzling smile. “Now we can head to the bedroom.”

“I was starting to like the bathroom,” Evan admitted.

“Well, if you want to open your present, you need to go to the bedroom.”

Curiosity piqued, Evan slid down off the sink. Drake took his hand and led him to the adjoining bedroom. In the middle of their big, black lacquer, four-poster bed, naked except for a pair of black leather underwear with a silver zipper, was their friend Mike. The soft glow of candles surrounded them but no heat radiated from them; Evan recognized them as the flameless battery operated ones he’d bought online last year but had never used.

“How?” Evan managed to whisper, just before his jaw dropped open.

“I called him on the way here and arranged it,” Drake explained, his tone full of pride.

“I snuck in the backdoor after Drake got home.” Mike grinned sheepishly. “No pun intended.”

“Remember when you said you wondered what he was like in bed?” Drake asked, pressing his lips to Evan’s ear.

Evan nodded, mouth too dry to talk. Not that he didn’t find Drake’s boyish good looks and curly blond hair attractive, and not that he didn’t feel content and fulfilled with their relationship, or their sex life—he did. But there was something about Mike—an animal magnetism in those large, dark eyes—that had always tempted Evan. Mike was the tallest man Evan knew, towering well over six feet, with a hunky build and chestnut skin that bespoke of exotic travels, action and adventure, and completely belied his ordinary, down home life as bartender at the local gay club. Evan would never have acted on his fantasy, of course, but with Drake giving permission and Mike willing, how could he say no?

“Aren’t you going to unwrap your package?” Mike wiggled his hips, flickering light glinting off the metal zipper.

Drake moved to stand behind Evan, pressing their bodies together, the proof of his excitement obvious as the long, hard ridge of his cock nudged Evan’s ass. “Go on,” he encouraged.

Evan took several slow, measured steps forward, reawakening cock swinging between his legs.

“He looks good enough to eat, doesn’t he, Mike?” Drake asked.

Mike nodded. “I’m eager for a taste.”

Evan shivered and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching a trembling hand for the zipper. His fingers fumbled, bumping Mike’s cock through the leather and Mike let out a long, low moan that went straight to Evan’s cock.

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Today I'm sharing some pictures of my baby girl Lollypop.

I work at a veterinary clinic, and one day, Lollypop came in. Her owners had been sent to prison, and she'd been abandoned with three tiny babies. The neighbors finally took action and brought her in after one of the babies died. She was emaciated, matted, and infested with fleas and roundworms. One of her two remaining babies did not survive. The other went to live with one of our doctors, and is almost as beautiful as her mom. We initially put Lollypop up for adoption at our clinic, but no one seemed to want her. One woman even said she was "too ugly to own!" Needless to say, by that point I was already in love with her, so she came home to live with us.

These days she is pleasantly plump, sassy, and full of mischief!

For my prize in the hop today, I'm offering up a free pdf copy of my m/m/m "Perfect Christmas" to one lucky winner! To enter, just leave a comment below, telling  me about your favorite furry friend. If you don't "own" one, tell me about someone else's!

GOOD LUCK!!

Blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!
Excerpt:


Evan waited in line at Pierce's, the only store open on Christmas Day in the sleepy, coastal town of Ormond Bay, absorbing the chaos as people hurried up and down aisles in search of forgotten holiday necessities. Across the store, a lady frantically called for help from a clerk, begging him to tell her they hadn't sold the last of the cranberries, and wailing about how she couldn't make the perfect meal without them. In front of Evan, a man dressed in a suit and tie tossed down a fifty, told the cashier to keep the change, and ran out the door with two frozen pies.

Evan emptied the contents of his basket—a motley assortment of store-brand frozen dinners, cookies, soups, and canned fruit—and frowned, feeling rather frumpy in the mix of brightly dressed people and festive, almost garish, decorations of the store. He ran a hand absent-mindedly through his hair, remembering only just then he'd neglected to gel and spike it this morning. Not to mention that he also hadn't bothered to get the red tips recolored. Above his dark roots, the tips looked more gray than anything else. Fabulous. It didn’t help that he was probably the only person walking around without a tan.

"That'll be seventeen fifty."

He dug into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulled forth his wallet, handed over a crisp twenty-dollar bill with a sigh. Even his money was snazzier than him.

"Merry Christmas, Mister Connor!" The bubbly cashier beamed up at him from under her picture perfect, curly blonde bangs, but Evan just scowled as he grabbed up his bag of groceries and walked away to trudge out the door and back down the street for home. Outside, even the bright Florida sun couldn't dispel his dreary mood.

Christmas, huh? Bah! Humbug! What did he have to be cheerful about, anyhow? Watching reruns of stupid movies over his microwaved TV dinner of Salisbury steak again? Dodging phone calls from his mother and other assorted supposedly well-meaning relatives whose main questions seemed to be where was his lover, Drake, and when was Evan going to stop putting up with that man's schedule and find someone who appreciated him? Spending yet another Christmas alone, while Drake jetted around the state with the annoying millionaire boss?

Evan sighed. Trouble was, Drake did appreciate him; Drake only worked so hard so that he didn't have to, so he could pursue his artwork. And he knew Drake felt just as bad as he did about missing out on holidays, but Drake's boss had made it quite clear in the initial interview that she expected her men, as she called them, to be at her beck and call, regardless of the time of day or night. Or year. But the money? The money was very, very good. And they were young now, only in their twenties. They had the rest of their lives to spend holidays together, didn't they?

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Content Warning: BDSM, multiple partners

Blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!

Excerpt:

He walked up the sidewalk to their sprawling one-story house— last year’s ridiculously over-the-top Christmas present—and shook his head, a wide smile turning up his frown and a flood of warmth
automatically replacing his icy state of mind. On the doorstep was a massive vase holding a dazzling array of dozens of multicolored roses, with ten or so balloons bearing the words I love you! tied around it. Evan chuckled and hefted the heavy arrangement up into his arms to carry it inside.

Halfway across the kitchen the vase started to slip from his arm, and though he nearly dropped it a couple times, he managed to sit it down on the counter next to the sink with a heaving whuff. “Sheesh, Drake,” he muttered. “Overkill much?”

But he couldn’t stay annoyed in the face of such a thoughtful gesture. Evan plunked his grocery bag down next to the vase and stuck his nose down into the arrangement, breathing in the sweet smell that told him they were definitely from a local florist, not those refrigerated ones from the grocery store. It certainly didn’t make up for missing Drake, but at least he knew Drake understood. Evan went about putting his groceries away, trying not to let the task sour his mood again.

He crossed to the other side of the kitchen, opened the freezer and tossed in the dinners. He barely had enough time to empty the rest of the bag out onto the marble counter before his cell phone rang. Pulling it out of his pocket, he smiled at the number as he hit the green button. “Hey, you!”

“Hey!” Drake answered. “Did you get the delivery?”

“I did. They’re beautiful, babe.” Evan bent to sniff the roses again. “And they smell great. You shouldn’t have spent so much on flowers, though.”

“They’re the ultimate I love you gift, right? And you deserve the ultimate. Did you like the rest?”

“The balloons? Yeah. I haven’t had balloons since I was a kid.” He poked one with his index finger and smiled as it bobbed around.

“And the rest?”

Evan frowned. “What rest?”

“Wasn’t there anything else with them?” 

“No, just the roses and the balloons.” He shook his head out of habit, even though the gesture was useless. 

“Are you sure? Did you look around the stoop? There was supposed to be something else.” Drake’s tone held a note of nervous concern.

“I didn’t see anything.” Evan frowned. What else could Drake have included?

“Go look again,” Drake prompted.

“Okay.” Drake would know what he paid for, and if he said there was another part to the present, then there was. He strode to the door and opened it, and his phone slipped from his hand as he gasped. There in front of him was the handsomest man he’d ever seen—bright blue eyes wide with excitement, luscious lips curved up into a sweet smile, strong, wide shoulders, and that manly chest puffed out in obvious pride. Dressed simply in a pair of jeans, white shirt, and a black blazer, the man towered over Evan’s four-foot-nine height but every inch of that six-foot-four expanse of handsome was the man of Evan’s dreams “Drake!”

Drake grinned at him. “Aren’t you going to sign for your delivery?”

Christmas in July Blog Hop

Since we're talking about Christmas, I thought I'd feature my sexy Christmas story "Perfect Christmas." Leave a comment below, including your e-mail address, and you'll be entered to win a free pdf copy of your very own!

Content warning: BDSM, multiple partner intercourse

Here's the blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!

And a sexy lil snippet:

Drake straightened, stepped back, and stretched. He flashed Evan a dazzling smile. “Now we can head to the bedroom.”

“I was starting to like the bathroom,” Evan admitted.

“Well, if you want to open your present, you need to go to the bedroom.”

Curiosity piqued, Evan slid down off the sink. Drake took his hand and led him to the adjoining bedroom. In the middle of their big, black lacquer, four-poster bed, naked except for a pair of black leather underwear with a silver zipper, was their friend Mike. The soft glow of candles surrounded them but no heat radiated from them; Evan recognized them as the flameless battery operated ones he’d bought online last year but had never used.

“How?” Evan managed to whisper, just before his jaw dropped open.

“I called him on the way here and arranged it,” Drake explained, his tone full of pride.

“I snuck in the backdoor after Drake got home.” Mike grinned sheepishly. “No pun intended.”

“Remember when you said you wondered what he was like in bed?” Drake asked, pressing his lips to Evan’s ear.

Evan nodded, mouth too dry to talk. Not that he didn’t find Drake’s boyish good looks and curly blond hair attractive, and not that he didn’t feel content and fulfilled with their relationship, or their sex life—he did. But there was something about Mike—an animal magnetism in those large, dark eyes—that had always tempted Evan. Mike was the tallest man Evan knew, towering well over six feet, with a hunky build and chestnut skin that bespoke of exotic travels, action and adventure, and completely belied his ordinary, down home life as bartender at the local gay club. Evan would never have acted on his fantasy, of course, but with Drake giving permission and Mike willing, how could he say no?

“Aren’t you going to unwrap your package?” Mike wiggled his hips, flickering light glinting off the metal zipper.



GOOD LUCK!!

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Grand Prize Info:

We are going to also offering two Grand Prizes!! In order for readers to take part, they must leave their comment and email address. Two winners will be chosen at random and notified no later than July 29, 2013.

1st Grand Prize: (1) $100 Amazon Gift Card


2nd Grand Prize: (1) $25 Amazon Gift Card

NSFW Purrrfectly Giftastic Christmas Blog Hop

It's Christmas time! The lights, the trees...the annoying people elbowing you out of the way so they can get that last Tickle Me Elmo or whatever it is the kids want these days. LOL

For my prize in the hop, I'm offering up a free pdf copy of my sexy Christmas-themed m/m/m, "Perfect Christmas."

Here's the blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!

And here's a little NSFW snippet for you!

Drake straightened, stepped back, and stretched. He flashed Evan a dazzling smile. “Now we can head to the bedroom.”

“I was starting to like the bathroom,” Evan admitted.

“Well, if you want to open your present, you need to go to the bedroom.”

Curiosity piqued, Evan slid down off the sink. Drake took his hand and led him to the adjoining bedroom. In the middle of their big, black lacquer, four-poster bed, naked except for a pair of black leather underwear with a silver zipper, was their friend Mike. The soft glow of candles surrounded them but no heat radiated from them; Evan recognized them as the flameless battery operated ones he’d bought online last year but had never used.

“How?” Evan managed to whisper, just before his jaw dropped open.

“I called him on the way here and arranged it,” Drake explained, his tone full of pride.

“I snuck in the backdoor after Drake got home.” Mike grinned sheepishly. “No pun intended.”

“Remember when you said you wondered what he was like in bed?” Drake asked, pressing his lips to Evan’s ear.

Evan nodded, mouth too dry to talk. Not that he didn’t find Drake’s boyish good looks and curly blond hair attractive, and not that he didn’t feel content and fulfilled with their relationship, or their sex life—he did. But there was something about Mike—an animal magnetism in those large, dark eyes—that had always tempted Evan. Mike was the tallest man Evan knew, towering well over six feet, with a hunky build and chestnut skin that bespoke of exotic travels, action and adventure, and completely belied his ordinary, down home life as bartender at the local gay club. Evan would never have acted on his fantasy, of course, but with Drake giving permission and Mike willing, how could he say no?

“Aren’t you going to unwrap your package?” Mike wiggled his hips, flickering light glinting off the metal zipper.

Drake moved to stand behind Evan, pressing their bodies together, the proof of his excitement obvious as the long, hard ridge of his cock nudged Evan’s ass. “Go on,” he encouraged.

Evan took several slow, measured steps forward, reawakening cock swinging between his legs.

“He looks good enough to eat, doesn’t he, Mike?” Drake asked. Mike nodded. “I’m eager for a taste.”


Evan shivered and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching a trembling hand for the zipper. His fingers fumbled, bumping Mike’s cock through the leather and Mike let out a long, low moan that went straight to Evan’s cock.

“Unzip me,” Mike whispered. “Please. I’m so hard from listening to you two.”

Evan blushed brightly and faltered. Of course logic told him Mike had heard, but the reality of it made him weak with excited need. His insides did flip-flops and his cock hardened more.

“You make the most beautiful sounds,” Mike told him. “I can’t wait to hear you make them for me.”

Drake groaned and crawled forward on the bed. He straddled Mike’s chest, bent down for a kiss as Mike’s hands slid up his legs to fondle his ass.

To enter to win, just leave a comment below with your e-mail address. Easy peasy! 

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.****

NSFW Candy Cane Kink Erotic Giveaway Hop

Of course I'm participating in this hop! Kink and candy canes?? How could I pass that up?!
For my giveaway, I'm actually doing a two-part prize for one lucky winner!
Part one, is a free pdf copy of my spicy little m/m/m BDSM holiday number, "Perfect Christmas."

Blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!


Part two is a goodie basket, seen here:




So, what do you have to do to get in on this? Easy.
Step 1: Follow my blog.
Step 2: Leave a comment below, and be sure to include your e-mail and follower name (if different).
That's it.

And since I'm such a hospitable host, here's a snippet of "Perfect Christmas" to wet... I mean, whet... your appetite.


“I snuck in the backdoor after Drake got home.” Mike grinned sheepishly. “No pun intended.”

“Remember when you said you wondered what he was like in bed?” Drake asked, pressing his lips to Evan’s ear.

Evan nodded, mouth too dry to talk. Not that he didn’t find Drake’s boyish good looks and curly blond hair attractive, and not that he didn’t feel content and fulfilled with their relationship, or their sex life—he did. But there was something about Mike—an animal magnetism in those large, dark eyes—that had always tempted Evan. Mike was the tallest man Evan knew, towering well over six feet, with a hunky build and chestnut skin that bespoke of exotic travels, action and adventure, and completely belied his ordinary, down home life as bartender at the local gay club. Evan would never have acted on his fantasy, of course, but with Drake giving permission and Mike willing, how could he say no?

“Aren’t you going to unwrap your package?” Mike wiggled his hips, flickering light glinting off the metal zipper.

Drake moved to stand behind Evan, pressing their bodies together, the proof of his excitement obvious as the long, hard ridge of his cock nudged Evan’s ass. “Go on,” he encouraged.

Evan took several slow, measured steps forward, reawakening cock swinging between his legs.

“He looks good enough to eat, doesn’t he, Mike?” Drake asked.

Mike nodded. “I’m eager for a taste.”

Evan shivered and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching a trembling hand for the zipper. His fingers fumbled, bumping Mike’s cock through the leather and Mike let out a long, low moan that went straight to Evan’s cock.

“Unzip me,” Mike whispered. “Please. I’m so hard from listening to you two.”

Evan blushed brightly and faltered. Of course logic told him Mike had heard, but the reality of it made him weak with excited need. His insides did flip-flops and his cock hardened more.

“You make the most beautiful sounds,” Mike told him. “I can’t wait to hear you make them for me.”

Drake groaned and crawled forward on the bed. He straddled Mike’s chest, bent down for a kiss as Mike’s hands slid up his legs to fondle his ass.

****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.****

NSFW - Hot Winter Nights Giveaway Hop

Well, isn't he festive? Wouldn't mind finding him under my tree. ::wink::

Let's see... for my part in the hop today, I'll give you a snippet of your prize - my steamy m/m/m, "Perfect Christmas." One lucky commenter will win a free pdf copy! See the end of this post for information on the Grand Prizes!

Blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!
NSFW Excerpt:

“Aren’t you going to unwrap your package?” Mike wiggled his hips, flickering light glinting off the metal zipper.

Drake moved to stand behind Evan, pressing their bodies together, the proof of his excitement obvious as the long, hard ridge of his cock nudged Evan’s ass. “Go on,” he encouraged.

Evan took several slow, measured steps forward, reawakening cock swinging between his legs.

“He looks good enough to eat, doesn’t he, Mike?” Drake asked. Mike nodded. “I’m eager for a taste.”

Evan shivered and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching a trembling hand for the zipper. His fingers fumbled, bumping Mike’s cock through the leather and Mike let out a long, low moan that went straight to Evan’s cock.

“Unzip me,” Mike whispered. “Please. I’m so hard from listening to you two.”

Evan blushed brightly and faltered. Of course logic told him Mike had heard, but the reality of it made him weak with excited need. His insides did flip-flops and his cock hardened more.

“You make the most beautiful sounds,” Mike told him. “I can’t wait to hear you make them for me.”

Drake groaned and crawled forward on the bed. He straddled Mike’s chest, bent down for a kiss as Mike’s hands slid up his legs to fondle his ass.

Oh, that was too much! Just unfair. Jealousy rose up in Evan, broke against him like waves on a rocky shore, but he couldn’t look away.

The sight of those tanned hands moving over Drake’s fair, creamy flesh was something he knew he’d never get enough of. He reached for the zipper again, this time succeeded in lowering it. Drake turned his head at the sound, and the lust Evan saw blazing in his eyes nearly stopped his heart.

Mike’s cock flopped out and he sighed. “That’s better. Was starting to get cramped in there.”

Impressively long and thick, the tip just sparkling with precum, Mike’s cock jutted up from his body like an arrow, hard and straight, pointing right at Evan. Evan’s mouth watered. He licked his lips slowly, gathering his courage. “It bet it’s a little sore.”

“It is.”

“I could rub it for you.” He trailed his fingertips over Mike’s shaft as Drake, breathing heavily, looked on.

Mike let out a hiss, hips jerking up at the touch. “I’d like that. It’s certainly sore.”

“Might need a lot of rubbing,” Drake suggested, reaching his own hand down, his fingers brushing Evan’s.

Evan nodded and slipped his hand under Mike’s cock, wrapping his fingers around and rubbing along its length with his thumb. Drake added his efforts, massaging the head with his thumb and forefinger. “How’s that?” he asked.

“That’s much better. Feels really good.” Mike sat up on his elbows to watch. “Looks really good, too.”

“It does,” Drake agreed, eyes on Evan. “I love watching you touch another man’s cock. I didn’t think I would. I thought I’d see red, but, damn, baby.”

“Yeah?” Evan raised an eyebrow. Earlier hesitation gone, an idea sprang to his mind—one that almost made him whimper. “What if I do this?” He lowered his head and licked the tip of Mike’s cock, making sure his tongue contacted Drake’s fingers as well.

Mike and Drake let out simultaneous moans of pleasure; Mike’s head fell back and Drake reached his free hand down to stroke his own cock. Evan kept up his attentions, licking and slurping as though Mike’s cock were an ice cream cone, making loud, appreciating noises, until Mike suddenly grabbed hold of his hair and tugged.

“No more,” Mike panted, chest heaving, forehead beaded with sweat. He turned a pleading gaze toward Drake.

Drake abandoned both their cocks and took Evan by the shoulders. “Time for your present, baby.” He glanced at Mike. “You bring the accessories?”

To enter to win, just leave a comment below. 

Grand Prize Info:

There will be a grand prize worth over $100 in value, which includes 11 eBooks and $60 in eGift Certificates:


$50 Amazon Gift Card
$10 Bookstrand Bucks
eBook prize package including:

****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.****

Merry Menage Giveaway Hop

Lots of people think of menage as two guys and a woman, or vise versa, but to me, it just means 3 people.

And what better kind of holiday story is there?

For my prize today, I'm offering up a free pdf copy of my Christmas themed m/m/m, "Perfect Christmas"

Here's the blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!

Entering to win is easy!

1. Follow my blog.

2. Leave a comment below with your e-mail and follower name, if different.

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 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.****

Breathless Press Sexy Bunny Blog Hop Winner!

And the winner is......elizabeth @ bookattict . com

Congratulations! Your copy of "Perfect Christmas" will be on its way to you shortly!

Thanks to everyone who participated!

Breathless Press Sexy Bunny Blog Hop

I'm participating in the Breathless Press Sexy Bunny Blog Hop!

Just look at that graphic! Isn't that the cutest bunny you've ever seen?! And what about the one at the bottom of the page?? Hubba hubba!!!

For my offering as a prize in the blog hop, I'm giving away a free pdf copy of my m/m/m story "Perfect Christmas." Yeah, I know it's not Christmas, but Christmas *is* a holiday, and the story is full of hot smut, so it's a WIN! LOL

Here's the blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!

To enter to win, all you have to do is

1. Follow my blog.
2. Leave a comment and remember to include your follower name if it's different from your commenter name.

That's it! Easy peasy!  GOOD LUCK!!!!

The Sexy Bunny Blog Hop will run from Friday, April 6th until Monday, April 9th

And don't forget to check out the rest of the blogs participating in the hop HERE.

Mistletoe Madness!!

I'm participating in the Mistletoe Madness Blog Hop!

What does this mean for you? A chance at free books, and the grand prize of a free Nook!

Leave a comment below today (12/16) through 12/23 and you'll be entered to win a free pdf copy of my sexy little m/m/m romance, "Perfect Christmas!"

Here's the blurb:

Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan’s not sure how he’s going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan’s gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!

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UPDATE!!!!!! AS OF 12/19, BECAUSE I'VE HAD SO MANY ENTRIES, I'M GOING TO SWEETEN THE POT! MY "GRAND PRIZE" WILL STILL BE THE BOOK, HOWEVER I'LL ALSO PICK A RUNNER UP FOR A DC JURIS 2012 CALENDAR CHOCK FULL OF MY BOOK COVERS AND THE MANLY MEN WHO GRACE THEM!!