Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Cover reveal & Excerpt for Splintered

Cover created by Reese Dante
A string of murders targeting effeminate gay men has the GLBTQ community of Chicago on alert, but budget cuts have left many precincts understaffed and overworked. Not to mention,  homophobia is alive and well within the law enforcement community and little has been done to solve the mystery. When the FBI calls in Special Agent Todd Hutchinson and his team, the locals are glad to hand the case off. But Hutch finds a bigger mystery than anyone originally realized—seventeen linked murders committed in several different jurisdictions. Hutch’s clues lead him to Noah Walker.

Working on his PhD in forensic psychology, Noah has been obsessed with serial murders since he was a child. But coming to Hutch’s attention  as a suspect isn’t a good way to start a relationship. Noah finds himself hunted, striking him off Hutch’s suspect list, but not off his radar. To catch the killer before anyone else falls victim, they’ll have to work together, and quickly, to bring him to justice.

Homosexuality is an abomination. A sin. Those who practice such ungodly and disgusting acts will rot in hell along with murderers, pedophiles, and those who seek pleasure in bestiality.
Why me?
What did I do to deserve such a fate? I was a scrawny little kid with buckteeth and a severe stutter. I was given to a hateful bitch that never let a day pass without reminding me how much of a burden I was on her limited resources. So why had the devil picked me? I was nothing but an ugly little poor kid. Why did he think I was worthy of his attentions?
The sound of my hands slamming down on the steel gurney echoed through the small room as my anger reached a fevered pitch. No matter how many sacrifices I offered God, he ignored my pleas. How many abominations would I have to rid the world of before he bestowed his grace upon me? No matter how hard I tried to rid myself of the devil, there were always those who, through their sinful ways, tempted the evilness within me, giving power to the beast.
I stood before the wall of mirrors, my nude body covered in sweat as I fought to keep the beast under control, but he was strong. So very powerful. I was disgusted with the way my pulse raced with excitement, the trembling of my limbs, my weakness.
Good and evil battled within me. My mind knew what I must do. My heart and soul demanded vengeance for the crimes committed against God. My body, however, my very flesh belonged to the Devil. He knew my weaknesses, my sins, and he preyed on them. He used my lust against me. My hardened cock sickened me.
But I would not fail in my promise. I’d rid the world of the unholy creatures. Make them suffer as I have. It is my due.
I am the conductor, leading the sweet symphony of pain and agony.
I am the musician. Each flick of my wrist, slide of steel or press of fire, produces a unique sound. Together they create a pleasant harmony that flows along my nerve endings. Igniting me.
“When I say unto the wicked, O wicked man thou shalt surely die; if thou dost not speak to warn the wicked from his way, that wicked man shall die in his iniquity, but his blood will I require at thine hand.” I leaned down till my lips brushed against the wicked man’s ear. “Your blood is my sacrifice.”
The scream that emitted from him as the blade met flesh was like music to my ears.

Coming to Dreamspinner Press
September 2014

Monday, July 21, 2014

Countdown to BAMF!

He had a hell of a lump on the back of his head. Ridley supposed he should have been happy the fucker went for his noggin; he’d always been hardheaded. Concussion, the doc had called it, which had explained the puking—embarrassing as hell—and the ride to the hospital was pretty much a blur. One minute he was knocking John on his ass, the next thing he was in the emergency room sitting on a stretcher wearing a dress. He had flashes. He thought he remembered seeing Alex standing over him, or maybe that had been a dream, wishful thinking?
Mr. Corbin?”
Huh?” Ridley snapped his eyes open and scanned his surroundings. He was in a hospital room—how the hell did I get here? Wasn’t I just in the emergency room? He was hooked up to monitors, an IV running into his arm. What the hell?
Do you know what day it is?” the nurse asked and shined a light in his eyes, making him wince.
Can you tell me your name?” she asked in a professional tone as she shined the light in his other eye.
Attila the Hun.”
Ridley!” Rae chastised and slapped his arm.
Ow! Stop that. I’m injured,” he snapped. His head lolled to the side and he glared at Rae. “Where the hell did you come from?”
Sir, could you please tell me your name,” the nurse asked again. The old fart didn’t sound at all amused.
Ridley Corbin. Can I go home now?”
That will be up to the doctor,” Nurse Old Fart said dryly and then left the room.
Ridley sniffed and turned to Rae again, who was sitting in the chair next to the bed scowling at him. “That look doesn’t work on me,” he informed her. “I’m still going home.”
No, you’re not,” Rae said with obvious frustration. “The doctor said you had to stay overnight. You have a concussion and they need to make sure you don’t die.”
That’s a little dramatic, don’t you think?” he asked and rolled his eyes, which made the room kind of swimmy.
Yeah, I’d say dying is a lot dramatic, so stop being a big baby and do what the doctor tells you. He said twenty-four hours”—she pointed a finger at him—“and you’re staying every last second.” Ridley tried to grab the digit but his vision was blurred and he ended up with empty air, which caused Rae to laugh raucously. “Yeah, you’re so ready to go home.”
I could if you would stay with me and play nurse,” Ridley said hopefully, but he already knew the answer. The evil glare Rae gave him confirmed it. He wasn’t going to give up, but he gave her a momentary break by changing the subject. He needed time to come up with something to guilt her with. “Hey, did you happen to see Alex?”
Nope. I checked at the nurses’ station and no one by the name Alex Firestone was brought in.”
Knowing Alex hadn’t come to the hospital upped Ridley’s desire to get the hell out of there. His head was sketchy, the exact events elusive, and he needed to know Alex was okay. Rae had informed him that she hadn’t seen Alex, and she’d arrived not too long after he had gotten to the hospital. Ridley hadn’t seen him since the puking instance. The really weird thing was that the cops had thought Ridley had taken Kyle and his flunkies out. He was badass, but seriously? No.

Coming July 28th from Dreamspinner Press
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Thursday, July 17, 2014

Jealousy and my book recommendations

Now that I'm settled into my new house, I want nothing more than to sit here on my back deck and read. Alas, I can not. With moving and such over the last few weeks, I have a huge list of things to do - Writing-Editing-Writing-Editing-Interviews-Blogs-Writing-Edits-Promoing-Writing-Editing....well you get the point! :D
So instead of reading, I will have to live vicariously through you and keep adding to my ever growing TBR list. So let me return the favor and give you some to add to yours. If you have not read these....You're welcome and enjoy lol

If Paranormal is your flare... I highly recommend

Soul Mates: Bound by Blood (Soul Mates Series Book 1)

Houston nightclub Rave is famous for nearly-naked male dancers and beautiful bartenders. Like Peter, a young man with a strict rule about one-night stands with locals. He breaks that rule for Lucien, the owner of The Den, a rival nightclub where there are no boundaries, no taboos. Only he doesn't realize just who Lucien is when he does. When Peter finds out that the man he wants to get to know even more is a vampire, he figures he should have stuck to that rule. He's not fan of vampires or most other creatures of the night, but Lucien is relentless in his seduction. Peter resists Lucien as long as he can, but when he gives in, he does it in a big way, falling headfirst in to the dark, violent world of vampires, werewolves, and other creatures he's only read about.

Peter and Lucien begin a very dangerous dance of sensual heat and deep emotion, one that causes them nothing but trouble. No one approves of the human and vampire match, including those in Lucien's Coven, old enemies, and even older friends. Peter and Lucien have to struggle to stay together and protect those they love. Can they beat the forces that will try to tear them apart forever? And can they face what will become of Peter if they stay together?

If you like a little BDSM with your paranormal then run dont' walk and download the first in the Master Chronicles series

Master Of Obsidian

Jesse Madding has been working for Gideon, a vampire fighting to maintain the balance between good and evil, for two years, and has loved him for nearly that long. When Gideon slams him against an alley wall and demands sex, Jesse is too happy to oblige, but it opens doors in their relationship that Gideon isn't sure he wants to enter. Especially since he suspects he was under the powerful influence of an unknown substance, and Jesse is his best friend.
As they try to negotiate a new relationship involving Jesse's willing submission to Gideon's darker desires-including bondage, pain, and bloodplay-they learn that a new drug is being distributed in the city. Known simply as "obsidian," this drug unleashes a vampire's demon, destroying any sense of self-control. Widespread use of obsidian could bring chaos to Chicago and turn the city into a bloodbath, but even as Jesse and Gideon race to contain it, they're consumed and distracted by their own growing passion and burgeoning emotions...


More in the mood for a contemporary Romance? Do yourself a favor and read 

Nothing Ever Happens

by Sue Brown

Andrew’s life is a clichĂ©: he’s a gay man trapped in a loveless marriage, thanks to his religious, overbearing mother. Then a new couple moves in down the street, and Andrew finds himself falling for Nathan in a big way. Nathan is straight, married, and just about to be a father, but after one fateful night out together at a club, Nathan has to face the fact that his feelings for Andrew go way beyond that of a friend and neighbor.

When Andrew’s wife asks for a divorce, both men’s lives are thrown into disarray. Arguments about their responsibilities to their wives and children, doubting themselves and each other, and some harrowing lies pull them apart… but they never leave each other’s thoughts.

If Futuristic hot alpha males is what your in the mood for, then you must, must, must, read...The first book in The Border Wars series

One Breath One Bullet

The world has only recently emerged from a three-hundred-year war which saw half of the world’s population wiped out and the rise of five superpowers. Despite the hundreds of millions who died, the Borders War was nearly bloodless because of the sonicrifle—weaponized sound waves, tuned to their highest frequency, and harnessed to kill.

Merq Grayson has known only war. He is an orphan, a skilled Peacemaker, soldier, and sniper. And it is his destiny to right the wrong created by his grandfather six generations removed—the man who invented the sonicbullet.

Armise Darcan is his enemy. A sniper and Dark Ops officer who fought for the People’s Republic of Singapore in the Borders War, Armise may be the only person on the planet strong enough to keep Merq from completing his mission.

Their loyalties are to conflicting countries and diverging agendas, and despite the very real threat to their lives if they’re discovered, Merq and Armise keep finding their way into each other’s beds. It is a drive which Merq is sure will kill him one day.

But how much time either of them has is questionable. As Opposition is pitted against Revolution, the Borders War reignites, and Merq and Armise have to decide where, and with whom, their real loyalties lie.

Those are my recommendations. They should keep you busy at least for a day or two!!


Monday, July 14, 2014

Damaged Package by S.A. McAuley now available!!!


Damaged Package is available now for a limited time price of $2.99!!

Click the Buy Now button below for the format you want and you’ll be directed to PayPal to complete the transaction (you don’t need a PayPal account to checkout). Make sure to include your email address and you’ll be emailed a live link to download your selected format!!

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Blurb: Forced into early retirement from his career as a SWAT officer for the city of Detroit, James Deacon knew that when he failed it would be a fall of epic proportions. He’s been living life by the tips of his fingers for over twenty years, and his new gig organizing a group of misfit military types into a functioning team—including his reluctant ex-fiancĂ©e—won’t return him to stable ground anytime soon.
Trevor Barrow has been on the move for the last seven years—hitting the road when relationships became too real or too much work. He’s home now, working in the hazardous world of bike messengers in the Motor City, and the only one of his eight siblings who knows he’s returned is his sister Cat. It’s not as if reconnecting with them matters anyway, because it’s likely he’ll be gone again soon.
Both men are lugging some heavy baggage, but when they chance upon each other in a dive bar it’s hard to deny their flaws are more like symbiotic quirks. Trevor’s backpedaling instincts and Deacon’s dance-dance party past may just be intersecting at a time when things are about to get explosive in Detroit.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

A BAMF Teaser ;) *NSFW*

The apartment was small, like really fucking tiny. Think dorm room with a private bathroom. But it had a queen-size bed with clean sheets. It was all they needed at the moment. Ridley grabbed Alex, spun him around, and shoved him up against the closed door.
I’ve wanted to do this all night,” he growled before smashing their mouths together. He moaned loudly as his tongue passed Alex’s lips and Ridley got the first taste of Alex’s delicious warm, wet mouth.
Apparently Alex had wanted the same thing. He may have been the one pinned against the door, but he was far from passive. Alex grabbed Ridley’s face in both his hands as he tried to take control of the kiss. It was hard and fast, all swirling tongues, clanking teeth, and working lips. Ridley gave as good as he got, but Alex directed it, controlled it until Ridley could do nothing but react.
He wasn’t complaining that Alex had won the battle. There were other places on the sexy man he could have his way with while Alex continued to devour Ridley’s mouth. They were the same height and their groins fit perfectly together. Ridley’s hands trembled slightly as he moved them down Alex’s chest. There was nothing geekish or weak about Alex’s body. It was all hard lines and taut muscle. The ridges on his flat stomach flexed beneath Ridley’s fingers. Alex was much more powerful and muscled than Ridley had originally thought. He was curious as to how a bookworm had built up such an impressive body. Ridley was a regular at the campus gym, and he’d never seen Alex there. He’d have to ask him, but not right then. Not while he was stroking his palm over Alex’s hardness. Ridley didn’t care how Alex had gotten so much muscle. He only wanted to touch, taste, pinch—mmm—and bite.
Alex broke the kiss and grabbed Ridley’s wrist as he tried to pop the button on Alex’s jeans. “Not so fast,” Alex murmured.
Why the hell not?” Ridley grunted impatiently, wanting to get his hands on the goods, and fast. The words were barely out of his mouth when he was spun around and his back hit the door so hard a loud “oomph” escaped him.
What’s the matter, tough boy?” Alex said slyly. “I’d have thought you liked it rough.”
Ridley clutched Alex’s hips and pulled him forward hard. They both hissed when their groins came in contact. “Oh, I like it rough, all right,” he assured him. “But I figured I’d have to go easy on you.”
Alex licked his swollen bottom lip and then smirked. “That would be your first mistake,” he drawled.

 Coming July 28th from Dreamspinner Press
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