Then Sawyer Happened by @HurriCosmo – Interview and #Giveaway @PridePromo


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Then Sawyer Happened

Release Date: March 8, 2016

Pages or Words: 60,000 words

blurbTrace is nursing a broken heart. He lost his job, his boyfriend of two years was cheating on him, and his apartment building burned right to the ground with all his worldly possessions.  It was time for Trace to get out of Minnesota.

So Trace heads for Texas and Riven Creek Ranch, the horse farm his aunt Lois owns. But hours before he arrives, Lois is in a terrible car accident that nearly takes her life, and Trace finds himself in charge of the ranch kitchen. Sounds simple enough and it’s the least he can do for his recuperating aunt.

Then Sawyer happens.

Sawyer is his aunt’s big, beautiful, muscle bound, incredibly sexy straight ranch manager. Someone who has no clue Trace is gay. And meeting the big man should have been okay, except it was in the middle of his aunt’s kitchen at five in the morning and Trace was nearly naked. Embarrassing? Yep. But the very next day Trace proceeded to ramp up his embarrassment by quantum leaps when he nearly sets his aunt’s house on fire and the brooding Sawyer has to come to the rescue.

Seems like Trace’s “luck” followed him.

Not to mention that Aunt Lois’s “accident” was actually attempted murder. And now, they just might want Trace dead, too.  Can Trace figure out who’s behind the attempts on his aunt’s life AND keep Sawyer from finding out he’s hot for the cowboy?

He probably can’t. But he’s going to try.

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1. Let’s start out by getting to know you. Tell us 4 things about yourself that are not in your bio.

I have begun a battle with breast cancer this year. I am a clean freak although my home doesn’t always reflect that , I am one hell of an assistant and cheerleader but would never want to take the reins, reading and writing has been a passion all my life.

2. If you could go anywhere, all expenses paid, where would you go? 

A road trip around the United States. There is no much to see and experience. I would love to hit every state including Alaska. 

3. List three books you have recently read and would recommend

I loved reading “Boys” by GA Hauser, Mannies, Inc. by Sean Michael, and A Matter of Time by Mary Calmes.

4. What do you always order in a favorite restaurant? 

I love the Olive Garden. Thankfully my husband isn’t a huge fan otherwise we would probably go a whole lot more often than we should and I always get the tour of Italy. On that tour I always get spaghetti and lasagna and then “something different” LOL! The last time I went I got the Chicken Marsala. It just might be my new favorite!

5. What do you hope to accomplish in the next 12 months? 

I need to finish writing the book my late sister tried to write. I want so very much to put it in my mother’s hands. She is an avid book collector and this is one that she needs to have. Unfortunately, she has become very sick. I need to finish this now. I pray I can do it in time.

6. What do you like to read? 

I mainly read MM romance now. It is what I totally enjoy and it always inspires me.

7. What do you look when choosing a book to read?

 I have to admit that book covers and titles will attract me to at least read the blurb. Then if that interests me I will see if there is an excerpt to read. If I like THAT then I usually will buy the book.

8. What do you need someone to invent right away?


9. What does the word “romantic” mean to you? 

Anticipating the needs of your mate and doing it before they ask. Praising your mate for whatever it is they do well, supporting them when they need it. Doing things for them like an impromptu back or foot rub, a glass of water, a passionate kiss. Flirting.

10. Can you share something about your works in progress?

Other than the one I am finishing for my sister there is a ton. One of my publishers is unfortunately closing at the end of the month. That means the main body of my work will no longer be available. What I plan to do with those orphans is to breathe new life into them by adding a sequel to each and every one of them. The new story will either be with the main characters or a new set of characters. Either way I hope the people who have read and enjoyed them before will find reason to read them again. However, I have a ton of other new projects underway as well so stay tuned!



“Sawyer! Damn. You scared me.” Trace fell back against the freezer suddenly feeling light headed. He took in the big body blocking any escape he had and his cock twitched as if it liked the idea there was no way out. “I didn’t hear you… behind me.”

“I saw your car in the driveway. How’s Lois?”

Trace shook his head in an attempt to clear it. “She’s awake and very alert… but…” But someone wants her dead. Who? Someone on this ranch? Could it be Sawyer? I trust him with my life… That’s what she said.

“But what?”

Trace looked up into hard cold eyes. The question was genuine. He cared about the condition of his aunt. But what condition did he care her to be in? “Nothing… just… well… I guess you’re going to have to know… I mean…” Damn, he had to stop acting like a horny teenager in front of this man. “Let me… I’m going to make coffee…”

“It’s made. The big insulated urn on the counter is full. Just made it about a half hour ago so it’s fine.”

“Oh. Good. Let’s sit down. I need to sit down.” Trace took a few steps forward which brought him right in front of the cowboy. He expected Sawyer to move, to back up, but he didn’t. Then Trace did the unthinkable. His body reacted on its own as he put his hand on the big man’s chest and pushed. There would have been no way on God’s green earth he would have been able to physically move the cowboy without his express permission, not to mention help. But Trace’s brain seemed to totally malfunction in this man’s presence.

And, as expected, being pushed in any direction was never going to work for Sawyer. Sawyer grabbed his wrist, twisted it tight behind Trace, which brought Trace up solid, against Sawyer’s hard body, chest to chest. Being several inches taller, Sawyer glared down into Trace’s shocked face, a smoldering look in his eyes. Trace could feel Sawyer’s hot breath on his face, sense the man’s tense muscles from his pecs down through his thighs…


Hurri Cosmo lives in Minnesota where she holds tight to the idea that there, where it’s cold a good part of the year, she

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won’t age as fast. Yep, she avoids the truth as much as she avoids mirrors. But one of the reasons she loves writing is reality doesn’t always offer up a “happily ever after” and being able to take control of that is a powerful lure. Being a happy ending junkie, writing just makes them easier to find. Oh, she doesn’t mind “real life” and she does try to at least keep it in mind when she writes her stories, but she truly loves creating a wonderful couple, knowing they will fall in love and have their HEA. Every – single – time. And, of course, that is exactly the reason she loves reading this genre, too. Give her a glass of red wine, some dark chocolate, and her computer, whether she is reading or writing, and she will entertain herself for hours. The fact she actually gets paid to do it is Snickers bars on the frosting on the cake.


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Broken Record by @lilahsuzanne-Interview and #Giveaway @PridePromo


Broken Records 1600px COVER (RGB) - FrontAuthor Name: Lilah Suzanne

Book Name: Broken Records

Series: Spotlight

Book: One

Release Date: December 17, 2015

Pages or Words: 280 pages

Cover Artist: Victoria S. with CB Messer

blurbLos Angeles-based stylist Nico Takahashi loves his job—or at least, he used to. Feeling fed up and exhausted from the cutthroat, gossip-fueled business of Hollywood, Nico daydreams about packing it all in and leaving for good. So when Grady Dawson—sexy country music star and rumored playboy—asks Nico to style him, Nico is reluctant. But after styling a career-changing photo-shoot, Nico follows Grady to Nashville where he finds it increasingly difficult to resist Grady’s charms. Can Nico make peace with show business and all its trappings, or will Grady’s public persona get in the way of their private attraction to each other?

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Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Lilah Suzanne author of Broken Records. Hi Lilah, thank you for agreeing to this interview.

Talk to us about your characters in this book. What makes them unique?

What I love about Grady is that he’s been knocked down pretty hard throughout his life and yet he still comes up swinging and smiling. It’s the sort of dedicated optimism only gained through hitting bottom and refusing to stay there. I envy his audacity and his energy. Nico is cool and in control, so it was a lot of fun having him deal with being totally turned around and upside down by hurricane Grady.

What was one of the most surprising things you learned in getting your book from start to publish?

The steep drop-off at the end. So much work goes into writing, and then editing, then promoting after that. And then all of sudden it’s just—Over! After the first book I felt kind of bereft, but now I’ll jump right into the next one, which is why I’m so stoked this book is part of a series.

Have you ever gone to a convention? If so, how was it? If not, do you think it’s something you’d like to do in the future?

Yes, I went to my first convention last year, the Romantic Times Con in Dallas. It was fun and very educational, but overwhelming! I’m going this year as well, and I feel much better equipped for it this time around.

Would you like to be a full-time writer?

I would, yes. I’d like to have a body of work and continue freelancing. I have plans and dreams for the future that are starting to maybe look possible.

Design the ultimate pizza.

Oh man, I’m boring. I don’t like too much going on with my pizza. I like artichoke and tomato on a regular old cheese, if I have to pick toppings. Otherwise, just plain (vegan, by circumstance not choice) cheese.



Grady presses his lips flat, looks up at the ceiling again to gather himself, sniffs and nods, then tugs Nico’s foot closer by his ankle. “Do you think… If we’d met at a bar. Or through a friend of a friend. Or the gym.” Grady’s thumb strokes the tender skin of Nico’s calf beneath the hem of his pants. “If we had just been two regular guys? We really could have been something.”

There’s a question in his voice, a hesitancy that maybe Nico would have rejected him eventually anyway. Nico scoots across the cramped bunk, crowds against Grady, shoulder to shoulder. “Well, we never would have met at the gym because I would have taken one look at you and gone home to mourn the body I’ll never have by consuming gallons of ice cream.”

Grady bumps his shoulder. “Shut up, you’re gorgeous.” He tips his head against the wall and grins. “If I’d first seen you at a bar I probably would have humiliated myself by trying to win you over with bad karaoke and shameless flirting.”

Nico’s eyebrows raise. “You mean to tell me you’ve been holding back on me? You have a level of flirting that’s even more shameless?”

“Oh yeah. You ain’t seen nothin’, sweetheart.”

“That is truly terrifying.”

Grady laughs, bright and uninhibited. Nico is so relieved to hear it, a moment of light in the darkness. Grady’s hand rests on Nico’s knee, Nico watches his own hand brush his fingers there, but he doesn’t linger.

“We aren’t, though. Just two random guys.”

Grady’s fingers flex, curving over his kneecap. “No.”

Nico exhales harshly. “I have never wanted to be a groupie so badly.”

Grady shoves at his leg. “Come on, you didn’t really think that I would do that to you—”

“In my weaker, more insecure moments?” Nico scrunches his face, embarrassed. “Yeah, I did.”

“You think that little of me, huh?” He says it with a teasing grin, but Nico’s heart sinks.

“No, Grady. I think you’re…” A million adjectives flash through his head: beautiful, amazing, stunning, compassionate, kind, generous. A supernova. He settles on, “Really special.”

Grady gives a skeptical lift of his eyebrows. “Uh oh. I’m really special, huh?”

“I’m so, so into you and it’s…” He cringes at the words but it’s true, “It’s not you, it’s me.”

“Oh lord.” Grady laments with a laugh. “Not that, please.”

“I’m the guy on the sidelines. I’m the one who makes everyone else shine. I don’t belong there, in the spotlight. I like that at the end of the day I can go home and just walk away from the cameras and the red carpets and the scrutiny. And you—you’re a star. And you can have anyone.”

Grady turns, the cramped space of the bunk making his limbs bump and nudge and curl around Nico’s body. During Grady’s shows, in the moment just before he starts singing the opening line of “Broken Records,” there’s this pause, this moment suspended in the air when the audience is silent and waiting and doesn’t even dare to inhale because in that moment, Grady’s soul is laid bare. He looks at Nico just like that and Nico can’t breathe around it.

“I don’t want anyone,” he says, voice low and serious. “I want you. How do you not get that?”


Lilah Suzanne has been writing actively since the sixth grade, when a literary magazine published her essay about an uncle who lost his life to AIDS. A freelance writer, she has also authored a children’s book and has a devoted following in the fan fiction community. She is also the author of Interlude Press books Spice and Pivot and Slip. Broken Records is Book One in Lilah’s Spotlight Series.

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Tainted Heart By Melissa Graves #Interview #Giveaway @msmelissagraves @PridePromo

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Tainted Heart

 Mi Corazón Sangrante Series

Book: Two

Series should be read in order

Release Date: November 5, 2015

Pages: 294 pages

blurbA year after meeting and falling for the young, mysterious vampire, Dr. Brian Preston is now living and working side-by-side with Kyle Hayes for the agency guiding vampire-human relations at a secret underground facility. As the couple adapts to the demands of Brian’s career tending to vampires, Kyle’s return to school and the needs of their evolving relationship, a dangerous conspiracy puts everyone they know and everything they have been working for in danger. The sequel to 2014’s Bleeding Heart, Tainted Heart is Book Two in the Mi Corazón Sangrante series.


Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Melissa Graves author of Tainted Heart

Hi Melissa, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.

Favorite thing about building your own world?

As a writer who always prefer to dabble in paranormal/supernatural/sci-fi-/fantasy themed worlds, creating something outside of “reality” is a constant pleasure. There’s a unique freedom to being able to step outside of modernity and every day existence in fiction. In the Mi Corazon Sangrante series, a world where vampires and humans live side by side is presented as naturally as any author might present a “regular” cast of characters and the situations they find themselves in. It was also fun to create my own kind of vampire, presenting them less as morally questionable creatures of the night and more as long-lived, efficient predators. I like the living-in-plain-sight idea: these people have always been around and can blend easily—so what does humanity do when they realize they are surrounded by vampires they know nothing about, most of whom are people they know, like, and maybe even love, and have to suddenly and openly incorporate them into society? Fear and caution promotes an attempt at logical, federally-funded assimilation of vampires into human life, but beneath the surface the system is as corrupt as any other. In Tainted Heart, you’ll see just how this begins to reveal itself.

What inspired you to write your first book?

I began writing “novels” in my early teens, mostly fanfiction based off of young adult sci-fi/fantasy novels I was crazy about. By then my work was already veering toward the romantic/erotic—those young adult novels definitely lacked a certain thing I was looking for—and from there I just kept writing fanfiction, increasingly preferring the queer kind as I delved into different fandoms. In the last few years I decided to create original works, using what I learned from years of writing fanfiction to create something I myself would love to read, with the diversity and erotica that my readers have always looked for in my previous work. I just needed to have it my way, and writing was the way to make that happen!

Do you have a specific writing style?

I’d like to think so. My style is definitely sparse. I’m heavy on dialogue and explicit erotica, and light on prose. I like readers to be able to apply their imaginations to my work, so I don’t go overboard describing places and things. I want to save that immersion for my sex scenes—there, I want to take you in and keep you, and then turn you out dizzy and flushed. If I’ve accomplished that, I’m happy.

Who are some of the authors that influenced you to write?

Anne Rice set the tone for my teenage years and the formation of my writing style—everything from her early erotica to her most recent works have been influential for me. I love the richness of her settings and characters and the way they interact. I love the pain and the pleasure she imbues in everything she writes. I love that she doesn’t shy away from explicit topics and the darker side of humanity as well as non-humanity. The personality of her characters takes center stage against a backdrop of sumptuous locations and scenarios. It’s just great stuff all around.

What are some jobs you’ve held? Have any of them impacted your writing? How?

I’m ashamed to admit how much time I’ve spent at my 9-5’s writing or planning to write. These events are entirely in the past, of course. I would never do such a thing at my current employment! Never. Nope. (Man, I hope my boss doesn’t like gay vampire erotica.)

A lot of authors hate the grind to pay the bills, but I have to be honest, some of my best writing happens during downtime at work. I can get really distracted at home, but at work I seem to think more clearly.

I work a pretty standard office-based job and always have since I graduated from college, and I appreciate it because it allows me to pay my bills so I can spend every minute of my downtime doing the thing that really gets me going.

excerptWhen it gets dark, he texts Brian that he’s going to be out late, and avails himself of not one but three vampire-human nightclubs set along a dense strip of Chicago nightlife. Going alone to places like this always attracts immediate attention, and he isn’t surprised when he has to pry both humans and vampires off of himself. But he doesn’t mind—the blood from the center is humming in his veins, and that buzz takes on a new dimension every time that he swallows a thimbleful of blood from a donor, which he does at least a dozen times over the course of the evening. When he’s more relaxed, he allows bodies against his own, dancing with strangers until strobe lights become normal and everything outside is too dim and still.

The blood changes the world around him. Every color, every sound and every source of light takes on a life of its own.

He loses track of how many donors he pays. All he knows is he’s spent all of the pocket money that Brian gave him for the weekend.

He feels like a bloated tick. He’s been away too long. Brian. He has to get back to Brian.

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bioA veteran writer of fan fiction with thousands of followers, Melissa Graves wrote her first story at age thirteen, and by age sixteen had met her future husband in an online vampire fiction chat room. A fan of science fiction and fantasy, she has a degree in anthropology and a passion for good chocolate, amateur erotica and fan worlds that celebrate diversity. She is mother to two cats.

Bleeding Heart, book one of the Mi Corazón Sangrante series, was her debut novel for Interlude Press.

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Cover Artist: RJ Shepherd, Buckeyegrrl Designs

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Interview and #Giveaway: When To Hold Them by @gb_gordon @RiptideBooks



Welcome to All I Want and More Books. We’re glad to have you here.

Glad to be here. Thanks for having me.

Tell us a little bit about yourself?

I’m never really sure what’s relevant to that question. So, for what it’s worth: I’m a geek; I’m easily distracted by the shiny; I hate mean, ignorant, and narrow-minded; I love food, leather jackets, and perfect snow days.

In this book, who was your favorite character to write and why?

I liked writing both of them, though Xavier was the one whose head I could get into a little more easily.

What 3 words would you use to describe your main characters?

Xavier is self-reliant, well-educated, and protective

Doran is creative, impulsive, and affectionate

How do you go about picking character names? Do you have to get them just right and make sure they fit with the characters personality?

Yeah, they have to fit (and be reasonably easy to read and tell apart). I go by the character’s cultural background, their parents’ background if I know it, and sometimes the meaning of a name. If it doesn’t feel right it’ll niggle me until I fix it.

We’re cover hussies. What was your first impression of this cover?

Well-met. Background, models … I like all the covers of the series. They give a good glimpse of the story.

What does writing mean to you?

It’s who I am and how I puzzle out the world around me. I can’t not write. Not for any significant stretch of time, anyway. It’s taxing and infuriating, and the best job in the world.

What do you hope readers take away after reading one of your books?

Something positive, something human, and something new.

If you had a technology free day, what would you do?

Go outside, on the trail or in the garden, and breathe.

Quickie Time

Sexiest feature on a wo/man?


What is on your night stand/dresser?

Books, lube, earplugs 😉

Tattoos or piercings?

Tattoos. Hands down.

Secret talent?


What’s your guilty pleasure?

I don’t do guilt in pleasures.

Celebrity crush?

Idris Elba

Night owl or early bird?

Night Owl

Twitter or Facebook?


Pinterest or Instagram?

Errr, tumblr. I do have a Pinterest account, though.

ebooks or paperbacks?

Both. Depends on the circumstances and on the book.

Is there anything else you like to add?

Yes: thank you! For having me, for being here, for reading what I wrote.


WhenToHoldThem_600x900Doran Callaghan doesn’t know when to fold ’em. His gambling has landed him in debt and in jail, and now it’s got him stuck in the sticks in a reintegration program. He wants to turn his life around, but old habits come knocking, and some creditors are harder to shake than others.

Xavier Wagner cares more about the National Park he works in than the people around it, until a stranger awakens desires he didn’t know he had. Doran’s natural submissiveness turns Xavier’s ideas of how to treat a lover upside down. But Doran doesn’t seem to know about boundaries—or even to have any—and Xavier’s not sure that Doran will say no if he needs to. Which means someone’s going to get hurt.

While Xavier struggles with his principles, Doran’s past comes calling. Trusting each other is suddenly a matter of life or death, but Doran has to decide whether counting on Xavier—or himself—is a gamble he’s willing to take.


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G.B. is Riptide’s Featured Author for August!

G.B. Gordon worked as a packer, landscaper, waiter, and coach before going back to school to major in linguistics and, at 35, switch to less backbreaking monetary pursuits like translating, editing, and writing.

Having lived in various parts of the world, Gordon is now happily ensconced in suburban Ontario with the best of all husbands. Santuario is G.B. Gordon’s first published work, but many more stories are just waiting to hit the keyboard.

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Interview: Justice for Me by TS McKinney and BJ Grinder (Kindle Fire #Giveaway) @TSMcKinney1 @BJGrinder1 @PridePromo



Justice For Me 1aJustice for Me

 TS McKinney and BJ Grinder

Release Date: August 13, 2015

Cover Artist – Eden Connors

Pages or Words: 110,700 words

Categories: BDSM, Bisexual, Erotica, M/M Romance, Menage/Poly, Romance

blurbAll Malachi wanted was to forget about the shit-show they’d all just endured with Victor and Nicholas and spend the rest of his life with the love of his life…Megan.  That’s what he thought he wanted.  What he found out was that giving up his desire to be a Dom isn’t as easy as he thought it would be and Megan isn’t about to pretend like she is sexually submissive.  Not gonna happen!  They love each other tremendously but just need another…addition to their party of two.  Malachi needs an obedient, quiet, and trained male submissive to fulfill the Dom inside of him. Megan needs a submissive that has enough experience in the BDSM world that is still new to her.

That isn’t what either of them gets.

Justice Conners.  He’s the opposite of everything they wanted…but is he just what they both needed?


Welcome to All I Want and More. We’re glad to have you here.

Tell us a little bit about yourself?

BJ and I live in a tiny town in Tennessee – where everybody knows all your business (and if they don’t, they will make it up!). BJ has about a million kids (4) and TS is a non-breeder. We both love all animals and fill our houses with as many as we can scoop up! When peeps we work with question us about the exceptionally naughty things in our books – we blame each other!

In this book, who was your favorite character to write and why?

Justice, for sure! He is adorably sweet and super sexy! I love that he was fearless regarding his sexual relationship with Malachi and Megan but so, so vulnerable with his head and heart.

What 3 words would you use to describe your main characters?

Hot, vulnerable, & courageous

Can you tell us a little bit about this book? Maybe a little snippet?

Justice for Me is the sequel to Wait for Me but can be read as a standalone. Reading Wait for Me would certainly help the reader hate Nicholas with the proper amount of hatred and love Malachi with the proper amount of uzzy, smoozy love (lust)! In Wait for Me, the reader is introduced to Malachi and Megan and how they become a couple. Justice for Me introduces Justice to the mix and gives Malachi and Megan just what they are looking for! It starts out a bit rocky (because Malachi makes it a general rule to dislike everyone on sight) but the reader will most definitely get their happy ending! Our favorite Malachi quote from the book – “I would rather get a root canal through my ass than spend another minute with that brat (Justice)!”

We’re cover hussies..What was your first impression of this cover?

Duh…Malachi is HOT! Justice and Megan are LUCKY to be getting them some of that!

What does writing mean to you?

Writing is a way to escape to a place created solely for our pleasure!!

What do you hope readers take away after reading one of your books?

In Justice for Me, Justice struggles with insecurities created by his rough childhood. He is ashamed of what he considers to be a ‘weakness’ and tries to hide his issues from his lovers – which is dangerous in a BDSM relationship because trust is so very important. I want the readers to realize that none of us have anything to be ashamed of – our life experiences have molded us to be the survivors we are. Secondly, always take chances in life!

If you had a technology free day, what would you do?

Snuggle up with my puppies and kitties – and worry myself silly about what I was missing on Facebook!

Quickie Time

Sexiest feature on a wo/man? Butts – I’m really into the bubble butt!!

What is on your night stand/dresser? Cotton Candy candle, remote, & pic of my hubz

Tattoos or piercings? I wish

Secret talent? Pet rescuer

What’s your guilty pleasure? Cotton Candy

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“Take your sweats off.”

Malachi’s demand came in the sexiest sounding voice he’d ever heard. It was deep and husky, firm and unyielding. Prickling sensations started at his scalp and worked its way down the rest of his body, leaving him humming with the same feeling he’d gotten the minute Malachi had slapped those cuffs around his wrists last night.

“Wh…what? He stuttered like a stupid school kid. Instead of sexy like Malachi, his voice sounded several octaves higher than normal.

“Take. Your. Sweats. Off.” Malachi’s eyes swept the boy from top to bottom, loving the way his exhausted muscles were quivering and coated with sweat. A man’s body was always more beautiful after pumping iron; muscles standing out and begging to be seen.

Violet eyes challenged pale blue eyes. Shyness struggled with desire. Heterosexual battled against…what the fuck am I doing?

Sweat pants came off and were tossed aside. “Okay. Sweat pants gone. What now, Malachi?”

Malachi’s breath came out in a huff. The kid’s body was…

Damn, he wanted to dominate, punish, and fuck this kid so badly. More than that, he wanted Justice to want it.

“I’m going to look at you. Stay still; arms out to your side and legs spread.”

The kid moved into position without the slightest hesitation.

Malachi walked around him, admiring every detail in the work of art formally known as annoying Justice. The boy’s eyes glittered as he watched Malachi watching him. No; nothing submissive at all in that gaze…until Malachi demanded it of him. The defiance was…fetching. He’d never found it attractive in a sub before, but it fit Justice well.

His fingers grazed his shoulders, tracing the length of firmly muscled arms until he reached a wrist. He’d noticed the boy had a tattoo around each wrist, like a bracelet of some kind. Looking closely now, he saw it was decorative letters. FOCUS; on the right wrist. LET GO; on the left wrist. He also noticed the kid tensed up like a man at his first prostrate examination the minute his fingertips touched the first wrist.

“What do these words mean?”

“Nothing of importance,” Justice answered in a clipped voice that didn’t fit the boy at all.

“It must be important for you to permanently mark yourself with it. Private, maybe?”

Justice tried to offer a nonchalant shrug. He thought he’d succeeded, but he hadn’t. Malachi just decided to let it ride for now.

“I got them when I was seventeen. Everything’s fucked up when you’re seventeen so who knows what the hell I was thinking? It was probably the answers to some pop quiz I thought I was going to have to take.”

Malachi seriously doubted it. At seventeen, a parent had to sign off on a tattoo. “Let’s say we’ll revisit that one at a later date, okay?” He kept walking around the kid, admiring, commenting, touching with soft touches that he suspected was lighting the boy on fire. “You asked me this morning about last night; about it being…weird, I believe is the word you used to describe it.” He paused when he stood directly in front of Justice. “Why would you call it weird?”

Justice’s eyes darted to the left and then the right, a carefree smirk on his face. “Eh, maybe because I got turned on by a grown man spanking my ass,” he suggested. “Or maybe it was because I let a man threaten to fuck my ass…while giving me a hand job and I had the best fucking orgasm I can ever remember having?” He shrugged. “The last time I checked, I was totally into the babes. Dudes were off limits.”

A soft chuckle tickled Justice’s ears, making him turn what he suspected was a very feminine shade of fucking pink. The chuckle wasn’t Malachi laughing; it was Malachi laughing at him. Perfect.

“Not into dudes, huh?” Malachi asked. “You could have fooled me.”

“Yea, I get that,” Justice said between gritted teeth. “No need to keep waving that flag in my face, asshole. The fuck knows it has to be your looks because it damn well can’t be your personality that had me going all ‘ass-up’.”

The kid was refreshingly honest. Rarely surprised by people, Malachi couldn’t help but be shocked by how the boy kept surprising him; one time right after another. “Does it bother you? That you might ‘be into dudes’?” He had to ask.

Another shrug. “No…I don’t know. I have a lot of gay friends. I guess I just didn’t know I might be one of them.”

“I’ve seen you chasing skirts, Justice. I’m pretty certain you aren’t gay; maybe not even bisexual. It could be that your body just enjoyed the discipline…the domination, and you responded sexually.”

No, Justice was fairly certain that wasn’t it. Sure, there was no questioning the domination scene had gotten his body, mind, heart, and soul on fire, but it was more than that. It was Malachi. Every fucking thing about Malachi, how totally opposite he was from himself, had caused him to be on edge, hypersensitive to everything the man did from the first moment he noticed his posture and the strong glint in his eyes up until he’d tossed him over his shoulder and tied him up.

It would be easy to take what he would consider the coward’s way out and blame it solely on a physical response from getting what he’d been wanting for oh so long, but he wasn’t a coward. He could be accused of a lot of things, most of them not good, but a coward he was not. He faced outward demons without hesitation. It was the inner demons that always did him in.

If he was gay; he was gay. If he was bisexual; he was bisexual. Those issues didn’t worry him that much or at least probably not as much as they should. What did worry him was how he was going to convince the cold-as-ice man to keep playing with him, like he’d mentioned last night. This lifestyle…this playtime with Malachi was safe for him; his body got to submit and his head didn’t have to get involved. This wasn’t a relationship where he would have to try to maneuver around and read how people felt, what they wanted, if they really cared…

If he understood the little bit of research he had done on the BDSM lifestyle, Malachi was a dominant that wanted him to submit to him; nothing more, nothing less.

He struggled to come up with the right thing to say to the man that would push him into the direction he wanted to go. “It’s no doubt my body responded to what you did physically but I definitely didn’t get turned off by your touching me…sexually.” He cocked a brow at the bigger, much more confident man. “Are you afraid I’ll cry rape or sexual abuse to my daddy? Maybe after you tie me up, spank my ass, and do what-the-fuck-else ever to me, I’ll get the heebie jeebies and instead of admitting I liked it, file myself an FBI complaint?” He chuckled. “Don’t worry old man. It won’t happen. I accept the consequences for my actions.”

Malachi had remained silent as he watched the boy closely; watched all the strange emotions flicker across his face as he contemplated what might lay ahead between the two of them. It was fairly obvious the BDSM lifestyle was something he had considered prior to getting his ass hog-tied and whipped and his cock manhandled. All the signals that he had missed originally were out in the open now. The boy was virtually screaming to be initiated; to take a sample and see if he liked it.

There were other emotions dancing around in those wide blue eyes; things Malachi didn’t understand or couldn’t read. It was somewhat troubling but not enough to make him want to rethink what he and Megan had discussed. Justice seemed solid and self-assured. He had the feeling the kid tackled everything he did, from talking to learning to submit, with every ounce of energy bridled up in that lean body of his.

He would be fun. He would be exciting. He would be frisky. And, if Malachi wasn’t mistaken, he would be an excellent submissive. His body had responded marvelously last night. The sassy mouth on the kid seemed to vanish whenever an order was given to him. Justice, God bless him, looked like he’d be able to handle about anything Malachi threw his way…and follow it up with a ‘thank you, sir’.

“In your mind, Justice, what do you think is going to happen between us? I look at your face, into your pretty blue eyes, and you have all sorts of ideas dancing around in there. Tell me some of them. What do you see happening?” He needed to hear the boy say it with his own lips. For the first time in his life, Malachi wasn’t certain he trusted his own judgment regarding a potential submissive. Unsure of whether it was the fact that he’d met and fallen in love with his un-submissive Megan or maybe he was terrified that he just missed the lifestyle so damned badly that he was creating something that wasn’t really there, Malachi had to hear it straight from those perpetually swollen lips belonging to the boy.

Justice felt his teeth tugging at his bottom lip as he pondered Malachi’s question. Shit; could he even say it out loud? What if the man laughed at him? What if this was some big ‘pay-back’ for sneaking off? What if it wasn’t? “Well, I only know about the shit I’ve read on the internet, so I’m afraid you might not like my answer. I don’t want to say something wrong. I don’t want to say something that might make you decide not to want me…that way.”

Strange choice of words, Malachi thought as his eyes stayed focused on how the kid kept worrying that damned bottom lip. Because he knew it wasn’t purposely used to entice him, it made it one of the sexiest damn things Malachi had ever seen in his life. It was no wonder why the kid’s lips were always red and swollen like he’d just been thoroughly kissed or fucked in the mouth.

“Ah, the internet; the breeding ground for fools,” he said with a smirk but continued, “but it does manage to offer some educational benefit on occasion. Tell me, pup, what have you seen that made you think you might be interested in giving the whole BDSM lifestyle more than a passing glance?”

Justice felt his face burn red but his determination didn’t waiver. Focus on what you want. His fingers itched to touch the tattoo, but he wouldn’t allow it. “I…I liked the pictures of people being tied up; all sorts of ropes and locks.” His voice dropped even lower, as did his eyes, when he added, “In all sorts of positions.”

Not much in the world prettier than a pretty blushing for you, Malachi thought to himself. Justice had blushing down to an art. “So you think you would like being tied up? Is that why you got so calm in the vehicle on the way home last night? When I opened the back hatch, you looked very…peaceful. Was that because of the restraints?”

“I think so.”

A deep breath and another nibble of the bottom lip, followed by a swipe of a pink tongue across both lips, finished the boy’s thoughts.

“Excellent.” Malachi paused, wondering if he boy would have the courage to raise those pretty eyes and face him. No, it appeared he was still incredibly interested in the floor. “I like restraints. I like them very much, as a matter of fact.”

“Ummmm.” Well, fuck, that was an intelligent response.

“Do you want to try it, Justice? Do you want me to introduce you into my world; teach you some things? Let you try it and see if it is what you think it might be? See if your body will enjoy it as much as we both think it will?”

Blue eyes jumped up to meet his. Finally.

“Yes,” he answered softly. Then, more firmly, he said, “Yes, I do.”


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TS McKinney lives in East Tennessee with her high school sweetheart/husband and all the countless dogs she picks up from deserted country roads. Her professional career has been in business but her heart has always belonged to the fantasy world found in books. Creating wicked worlds where one can meet the perfect hero – and then do anything to him that you want – has been a hobby that has brought her plenty of hours of fun and naughty entertainment.

When not working, reading, or writing, she loves to spend time with her family and forcing them (because they don’t really have another choice) to allow her to redecorate their houses…and listen to her naughty…sometimes sadistic stories.

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When Will I Be Loved by Julie Lynn Hayes #Interview #Giveaway @ShelleyRunyon @PridePromo


WhenWillIBeLovedAuthor Name: Julie Lynn Hayes

Book Name: When Will I Be Loved

Release Date: June 7, 2015

Pages or Words: Approximately 115,000 words

Categories: M/M Romance, Mystery, Paranormal

Publisher: Amber Quill

Cover Artist: Trace Zaber

blurbMiller Fenwick wants the kind of happy ending his best friend got, with the hunky werewolf of his dreams. Trouble is, there doesn’t seem to be a Prince Charming on the horizon, and casual encounters don’t cut it anymore. Now that Alexx and Raoul are engaged, Miller is becoming resigned to being the bridesmaid, never the bride. But a chance encounter with a sexy stranger at Charisma has his hopes soaring, and his heart is wide open to possibilities.

Holt Wynne is the head of Helios, the largest vampire organization in the country. He’s a very influential and wealthy man, with a deep-seated hatred of werewolves. His running into Miller at Charisma isn’t entirely accidental. He’d meant to wait, but his emotions got the better of him, and he couldn’t stay away. And now see what he’s done…

Wait until Miller finds out he’s sortof just gotten married to the sexy vampire who hates the people who are Miller’s best friends. Sparks are gonna fly—and not just in the bedroom. One thing for sure—life in Crescent Bay is never dull!


Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Julie Lynn Hayes, author of When Will I Be Loved.

Hi Julie, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.

Good morning and thanks for having me here today!

I come from the Midwest, and have pretty much lived in St. Louis, Missouri, all my life. I live there now with my daughter, Sarah, and our cat, The Mighty Ramesses. I have a job I enjoy with an elevator inspection company, although I’ve had lots of other jobs before this one.

I’ve been married twice, and have five children and three grandchildren. I began writing when I was about nine. During the 90’s, I began publishing in small magazines, none of which exist anymore. Short stories and poetry. It wasn’t until 2010 that my first book, To the Max, was published by Dreamspinner Press. Since that time, I’ve had a number of other books published.

My current book is When Will I Be Loved, with Amber Quill Press. It’s the sequel to When Can I See You Again. The first book was about Raoul Marchand and Alexx Jameson, while this one features Miller Fenwick and Holt Wynne.

List five of your favorite TV shows (past or present) and tell us what you loved about them.

That’s a difficult question. So many shows, so little time. I’ll try to list some of the first ones that come to mind, in no particular order.

  1. Forever – This was on ABC, and only just recently canceled, which broke my heart. Ioan Gruffudd plays Dr. Henry Morgan. He’s two hundred years old, an immortal medical examiner for the state of New York. He doesn’t know why he can’t die, but I suspect it has to do with voodoo placed by him on a slave. He was on a slave ship, and he died defending the slaves from being thrown overboard, except he didn’t die. Judd Hirsch plays Abraham, his adopted son, who was found abandoned in a concentration camp at the end of World War II. While I enjoy the backstory, and the cases Henry works on, his relationship with his quirky assistant, Lucas, and his partner Detective Jo Martinez, what I love the most is the relationship between Henry and Abe, so very loving and tender. I’ll miss it greatly.
  2. Queer as Folk (US) – I didn’t even watch this until after it stopped airing, but I fell in love with these characters from the beginning. A group of gay friends and their families in Pittsburgh. It was realistic and didn’t try to whitewash some of the seamier aspects of male/male relationships. I think the point was these things happen to people of all sexualities. I loved the friendship between Brian and Michael the most, I think. And although I didn’t care for Justin at the beginning, he grew on me, and I was rooting for him and Brian to make it, although Brian swore he didn’t do relationships. However, the ending of the series sucked.
  3. Constantine – This show has only had one season, and it may be canceled, but I fell in love with it, and with the hero, John Constantine, played by Matt Ryan. He is the best thing about the show. I’ve read the graphic novels, and he is spot on in his portrayal of John. The writers did a good job of translating the books into a TV show. It was well done. I even liked Zed, and I certainly liked Chaz. Much better than the movie with Keanu Reeves, although I didn’t realize how much better until I read the books.
  4. Sherlock – I didn’t think I wanted to watch this, but my daughter said I’d like it, and she was right about Jekyll, so I took a chance and fell in love with Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman. The writers have done a great job with these. They’re clever and fascinating to watch. I could watch them over and over. The best part, though, is definitely the relationship between Holmes and Watson. After that, Moriarity is pretty fun to watch himself.
  5. Deadwood – Another series I didn’t watch until it was done, I gave this a try because Timothy Olyphant was in it. This is an amazing series, which takes place in 1876 Deadwood, South Dakota. The cast is phenomenal, including Olyphant, Brad Dourif, Keith Carradine, and a ton more. But what makes it for me is Ian McShane as Al Swearingen, owner of the Gem Saloon/brothel. My daughter bought me the complete series on DVD, and I’m rewatching it.

There are so many more, of course, including Jekyll, M*A*S*H, I Love Lucy, Perry Mason, and so on.  Just not enough time, right?


excerptMiller forced himself to take a breath, unaware until he did that he’d stopped breathing.

Quit being ridiculous. Wine going to your head already?

But he’d only had the one glass. And he hadn’t even finished that. He wasn’t such a lightweight, when it came to holding his alcohol, and he knew it.

He told himself it was just his imagination. But just to be safe, he began a slow cautious turn, looking around him, without appearing to be searching for anything—or anyone.

And there he was.

Standing a heartbeat away from Miller was one of the sexiest men he’d ever seen in his life. A man every bit as sexy as Raoul Marchand, although not in the same feral way as the werewolf.

This man was light where Raoul was dark. His hair was a honey blonde which stood out by virtue of being obviously natural, in a place where most blondes were either created by the sun or came from a bottle. He stood a little taller than Miller, exuding a presence that went beyond the merely physical, possessed of the bearing and mien of a veritable god.

But it was his eyes that drew Miller in and held him spellbound. Blue and green, like staring into tropical waves, flecked with bits of pure molten gold. And the way he was staring at Miller was sending the most delicious shivers traveling up and down his spine.

The man took a step toward Miller, his hand outstretched. Before Miller quite realized what had happened, he’d placed his own hand inside of the other man’s, and he found himself being drawn onto the dance floor.

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bioJulie Lynn Hayes first began publishing short stories and poetry in the 1990’s, when it was a different ballgame altogether, and Ebooks hadn’t been dreamed of yet. That changed in 2010 with the acceptance of her first romance novel. She’s come a long way since that first book appeared, and is finding the journey a very educational one.

She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and her cat Ramesses. She often writes of two men finding true love and happiness in one another’s arms, and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She likes to write in different genres, to stretch herself in order to see what is possible. Her great challenge is to be told something can’t be done—she feels compelled to do it.

When she isn’t writing, she enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, needlepoint and knitting, and she loves to cook, spending time watching the Food Network. Her favorite chef is Geoffrey Zakarian. Her family thinks she’s a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all. Her published works can be found at Dreamspinner Press, eXtasy Books, Wayward Ink Press, and Amber Quill Press.

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Interview and #Giveaway: Sword of the Gladiatrix by @faithljustice @PridePromo #lesbianromance #historical


BadgeblurbFrom the far edges of the Empire, two women come to battle on the hot sands of the arena in Nero’s Rome. They seek to replace lost friendship, love, and family in each other’s arms; but the Roman arena offers only two futures: the Gate of Life for the victors or the Gate of Death for the losers.

Release Date: May, 2015

Pages or Words: 260 pages, 75,000 words

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Hi. Welcome to All I Want and More. We’re glad to have you here.

Thanks. I’ve been poking around your blog and it looks like I’m in great company. My “to read” list just got a lot longer.

Tell us a little bit about yourself?

I’m a history buff and science junkie. I can’t say which came first; it seems like my whole life I’ve been interested in both. Consequently I read a lot of history/historical fiction and science/science fiction. I guess I don’t like living in the present. My personal present is nice : married to a great guy, my college graduate daughter got a job—woohoo!—love my old Victorian house in Brooklyn, and have plenty of cats to keep me company while I write. But I can’t seem to keep my mind here—it wanders to far other worlds and other times. I became a writer to share those adventures with others.

In this book, who was your favorite character to write and why?

Oh, that’s a tough one! I had so much fun with all my characters, but when pushed, I’d say Afra, my Kushite huntress. Her voice rings in my head. Writing her wasn’t always easy because she comes from a different culture with different values. In many ways—physical, emotional, and spiritual—she’s just the opposite of me. So another fun thing was getting to “try on” a very different person’s life.

What 3 words would you use to describe your main characters?

Both Afra and Cinnia are fierce, vulnerable, and honest.

Can you tell us a little bit about this book? Maybe a little snippet?

It’s an action/adventure, lesbian romance set in the first century Roman Empire. Afra is a huntress and spy for the Queen of Kush (modern day Sudan) and Cinnia is a warrior bard serving the rebellious Queen Boudica of the Iceni (Britain). In the Prologue Afra sets up the book:

“Cinnia is goddess-given to me; from a land of mists and forests, so different from my country of desert and blistering sun. Without her, I would be dead. Without me, so would she. We have suffered, struggled, lived, and loved. Now we go out upon the sands of the great arena to die. One by her lover’s hands, the other by her own. It is not the life or death I chose for myself, but it is the one the gods gave me.”

The rest of the book tells how they wound up in such a perilous situation. Along the way there are battles with the Romans and several gladiator fights. For fun I’ve thrown in some quicksand, a pair of cheetah cubs, a nasty snake dancing bitch, a neurotic Emperor, a natural disaster , and a few sex scenes.

How do you go about picking character names? Do you have to get them just right and make sure they fit with the characters personality?

My earlier books were based on real historical characters, so I was stuck even if that meant having a dozen people whose names started with the same letter (often confusing for readers). Although there are a couple of historical characters in this one, most are fictional and I had tons of fun with the names. Afra was easy because it’s a Roman word for “woman of Africa”—she was actually named after a Kushite warrior queen who defeated the Romans a generation earlier, but the name was difficult for Romans (and readers) to pronounce. I fussed with Cinnia’s name through several drafts and finally settled on the Celtic word for “beauty,” but more for easy pronunciation than description. I had the most fun with minor characters using Roman names as descriptions or puns: Rufus (red) for a red bearded man, Celer (quick) for a lame slave, Bassa (plump) for a matron, etc.

We’re cover hussies..What was your first impression of this cover?

I love the cover, but we had a hard time getting there. I sent the designer several images of African women as inspiration. He chose a picture of a stunning woman—absolutely drop-dead gorgeous—and he kept trying to make her look fierce. Unfortunately, she looked gentle and wise. No helmet, sword, or blood spatter made her look like a gladiatrix. I finally said, “lose everything but the sword” and voila!

What does writing mean to you?

Writing is my job, but it’s also my escape. I love working with words and building stories. It took me a while to get here—I’ve been a lifeguard, paralegal, business executive, and academic. All but the lifeguard required me to write, but in very different ways. I still enjoy writing non-fiction almost as much as fiction.

What do you hope readers take away after reading one of your books?

A feeling of satisfaction; that they spent their time well and were entertained. If they also learn a little history or have an insight into a different culture, that’s gravy!

If you had a technology free day, what would you do?

I actually schedule those occasionally. My favorite technology free days involve gardening, reading, walking in the botanic garden or biking in the park, and dinner out with family and friends.

Quickie Time

Sexiest feature on a wo/man? Her legs. His ass.

What is on your night stand/dresser?

A book (surprise!): Otherwise Fables by Oscar Mandel. A marble lamp, Zenith CD player/clock/ radio (CD doesn’t work), the remote to the overhead fan, a Blistex Herbal lip balm, brown hair clips, and a cup coaster showing one of the Lady and the Unicorn tapestries from the Musée National du Moyen Âge in Paris.

Tattoos or piercings? I let my pierced ears grow in when I had a small child and never redid them.

Secret talent? I’m an excellent seamstress—I hand tailored a winter coat when I went to college, but hung up my scissors after I made my wedding dress.

What’s your guilty pleasure? Really good dark chocolate—I keep a bar at my desk and eat it over the course of days.

Celebrity crush? Her: Carey Mulligan  Him: Patrick Stewart

Night owl or early bird? Definitely a night owl!

Twitter or Facebook? Have both, don’t like either, but use Facebook far more than Twitter.

Pinterest or Instagram? What are those? 😉

ebooks or paperbacks? Ebooks for travel/commute, paper for home.

Is there anything else you like to add?

Thanks for the opportunity to share with your readers!


excerptA slave wraps my lower legs with felted wool and straps a gilded greave to my left shin, because I fight as myrmilla. He smells of sour sweat, as do I. I’ve already fought once today, tested fate, and won. The gold sand that Nero favors in the arena still crusts my hair and rasps the skin under my sweat-soaked breast band. I will go again before the ravenous crowds to satisfy their bloodlust. For what? An emperor’s whim? The crowd’s passing fancy? A sacrifice to their gods?

I swallow the bitter gall that surges into my mouth.

Across the room, another slave straps armor on Cinnia, my beloved. She looks at me with pride in her eyes and a brief smile on her lips. We said our goodbyes last night, clasped breast to breast, thigh to thigh, a stolen moment before being sent to our lonely cells. My heart beats an irregular rhythm.

My love. Light to my dark. Fire to my ice.

Cinnia is goddess-given to me; from a land of mists and forests, so different from my country of desert and blistering sun. Without her, I would be dead. Without me, so would she. We have suffered, struggled, lived, and loved. Now we go out upon the sands of the great arena to die. One by her lover’s hands, the other by her own.

It is not the life or death I chose for myself, but it is the one the gods gave me.


bioFAITH L. JUSTICE writes award-winning novels, short stories, and articles in Brooklyn, New York. Her work has appeared in, Writer’s Digest, The Copperfield Review, the Circles in the Hair anthology, and many more. She is a frequent contributor to Strange Horizons, Associate Editor for Space and Time Magazine, and co-founded a writer’s workshop many more years ago than she likes to admit. For fun, she digs in the dirt—her garden and various archaeological sites.
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BookCover_RiteOfSummerblurbThere are terrors worse than stage fright. Like falling in love.

Violinist Stephen Ashbrook is passionate about three things—his music, the excitement of life in London, and his lover, Evander Cade. It’s too bad that Evander only loves himself. A house party at their patron’s beautiful country estate seems like a chance for Stephen to remember who he is, when he’s not trying to live up to someone else’s harsh expectations.

Joshua Beaufort, a painter whose works are very much in demand among the right sort of people, has no expectations about this party at all. Until, that is, he finds out who else is on the guest list. Joshua swore off love long ago, but has been infatuated with Stephen since seeing his brilliant performance at Vauxhall. Now he has the chance to meet the object of his lust face to face—and more.

But changing an open relationship to a triad is a lot more complicated than it seems, and while Evander’s trying to climb the social ladder, Stephen’s trying to climb Joshua. When the dust settles, only two will remain standing…

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Welcome to All I Want and More. We’re glad to have you here.

Tell us a little bit about yourself?

I live near the ocean, which sounds lovely, except when it snows. I’m an historian by training, and my day job is in the theatre. It’s the combination of both of those things that led me into writing about performing artists in the 19th century. I’ve loved the regency, like most of us, since reading Austen in high school, and I fell into writing it through an online role playing game that’s set in 1811.

What else is interesting? I read too many comic books. I hate slasher horror but I love ghost stories and haunting ‘documentaries’ – the creepier and more outlandish the claims the better! I’m completely addicted to The Haunted, which is an Animal Planet ghost-hunter show, of all things. Spooky campfire stories and puppies! It’s like the perfect combination of comfort food and adrenaline.

In this book, who was your favorite character to write and why?

Joshua was the easiest and the most fun. He’s got an exasperated mental running commentary on the world around him that was such a joy to slide into, especially on grumpy days. He’s also very sure of himself, and his own worth, unlike Stephen who is perpetually in a kind of insecure flux. When writing Stephen I always had to keep his state of mind forefront in mine, because his moods were mercurial and changed quickly in reaction to plot events, while Joshua is both less overly dramatic, and more consistent.

Stephen drives both of us a little bit insane, to tell you the truth, but Joshua gets by far the better end of the deal. 😉

What 3 words would you use to describe your main characters?

Evander: Charming, sly, narcissistic.

Stephen: Intense, passionate, impulsive.

Joshua: Still waters, deep.

Can you tell us a little bit about this book? Maybe a little snippet?

I would love to! Rite of Summer is the story of two artists, Joshua Beaufort and Stephen Ashbrook, and takes them through the summer and fall of 1810 in England. The art world at the time was, as it is now (and I say this as a theatre professional, and with the utmost love for my peeps), something of a haven for miscreants and those who march to their own beat. The beautiful thing about it is that those who take up music or visual art, do so because they have stories to tell.

In Stephen’s case, he’s a prodigy of a violinist. He and his first love ran away to the city together as young men, they’ve since settled in London. The two of them compose and play music for a wealthy patron, and have become something of a hit among the Ton, which comes with invitations and opportunities to play before the rich and powerful. As the book opens, they receive an invitation – which is really a command – to come to a country house party and stay for a few weeks.

Joshua, on the other hand, is generally content with a quiet life in the countryside. His long-time lover died at sea a few years ago, and he retreated to his cousin’s estates to brood, and to paint. He gets dragged along with the family when they’re invited to the same house party, and his and Stephen’s worlds collide.

It’s never that simple, of course – Stephen already has a lover, although they frequently invite other men into their bed – and Joshua has been lusting after Stephen since he saw him in concert the previous year. The story comes when all those conflicting emotions, desires and passion-plays collide. We start with a couple, move to a triad, and end with a different couple altogether, with happy endings coming to those who deserve them.

I’ll give you a piece from one of my favorite scenes. News has just come from London about a raid on a prominent molly house – a gay bar of the time. Many of Stephen’s friends have been arrested for ‘acts against nature,’ and two of them executed.

Meanwhile, Lady Horlock, Joshua’s cousin and patroness, has become suspicious of the amount of time he’s been spending with the two musicians, and is trying to find proof that he’s morally ‘unsound.’ In this era, that would mean his arrest, and likely his death.

In this snippet, Joshua and Stephen are meeting secretly in the stables, trying to decide what to do next.


“Did you know them?” Joshua asked quietly after hours seemed to have drifted by.

Ashbrook nodded, and there was exhaustion laced through his voice when he replied, “Yes, though Cade knew them better. I don’t understand all this hatred,” he continued, not moving from Joshua’s half embrace. “Unless this is our punishment for sin. Why can we not be left alone to live our lives as we choose?”

The question cut to the core of things, and Joshua closed his eyes. Pain sliced through his heart, knowing the things that were impossible. And a glimmer of hope, for the things that weren’t. “In some places, we could be. England is not the sum total of the world.” A different sort of image of his own future began to build itself behind Joshua’s eyes, wheels already set in motion.

Ashbrook turned his face in to press his lips against Joshua’s throat. “Perhaps,” he sighed, his eyes closed. Joshua buried his face in Ashbrook’s curls and hung on. “But it is the only one I know.”

The door dragged against the dirt. His head jerked up and he looked around, only to see Sophie flying in at top speed. She had been running, her hair in disarray, and she gestured at the two of them with wild hands.

“There you are!” she proclaimed, and gave them both disgusted looks. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere,” she addressed Joshua alone. “I told you to be careful, but do you listen? The old bat has her wind up, now that you three vanished together, and one of the scullery girls said she saw you coming down this way.”

Cade was already gone, but the two of them alone together, the paper in his hand— No, it would not do at all to be found here.

“We need to run,” Ashbrook said, coming to the same conclusion.

“There’s no time!” Joshua could see movement and people out the window, coming down the path. “If we leave by the door they’ll see us.”

Ashbrook looked around, then lit up. “Then we’ll have to find another way.” He bolted up the ladder into the hayloft like he were a circus performer or a sailor’s monkey, too rapidly for Joshua to copy.

“Here.” He handed the paper to Sophie, about to try his best regardless, but the door at the far end creaked as someone pushed it open.

Sophie jammed her hands through his hair to rough it up, grabbed pieces of straw and shoved them down her bodice.

“Sophie!” he hissed, and she stomped on his foot.

Shuffling and rustling came from the hayloft, and a flash of boot gleamed in the light as Ashbrook squirreled himself away.

Sophie pressed the paper to her suddenly heaving bosom and set her eyes wide, as Downe and Lady Horlock entered the stables together.

“Of course I’ll…” she began breathlessly, pressing close to his body and—

What in God’s name was she playing at?

“Mr. Beaufort!” Downe called out.

Sophie squeaked and jumped away from him as though she had not just been pressing herself up against his thigh like a cat in heat, “…take this message up right away, sir,” she said in the breathiest, worst attempt at faking a conversation he had ever heard, glancing sidelong at Downe and Lady Horlock, and managing to blush crimson across the tops of her cheeks.

He needed to revise whatever he might have thought about her acting abilities. The girl should be on the stage full time, instead of mending Lady Horlock’s linens. “Yes, thank you.” He was red himself now, though not from the falseness of the scene they were apparently now committed to playing out.

“Ah, Lady Horlock, Lord Downe…” he turned his attention toward the others and Sophie, managing to look both demure and debauched simultaneously, scurried out the door under Lady Horlock’s heavy glare, “…what a surprise to see you. Here.”

A noise came from the hayloft that sounded suspiciously like a strangled cough.


How do you go about picking character names? Do you have to get them just right and make sure they fit with the character’s personality? 

I do, to a certain degree. My first goal is always to make sure that the names are right for the context, more than the personality, as characters tend to change during my first draft and by the time I really have a handle on who they are, I’d far too used to their names to change them.

The Academy of Saint Gabriel is a phenomenal web resource for names separated out by culture, going up to the mid-seventeenth century. Thankfully there are also a set of fantastic sites with information on later naming trends, and the regency is well-covered. Once I have a list of names that could be used, I go down and see which ones sound right when I turn them over in my mind. Then it’s a matter of making sure that I don’t have too many characters with names that sound alike! Evander was ‘James’ very briefly, and if I remember correctly, Stephen was ‘Edward’ for about six hours. I think the current names fit them much better.

Surnames for incidental characters are always much more fun! I like finding proper surnames that are plausible, but give a sense of a character who will only be ‘on-screen’ for a short span.

We’re cover hussies. What was your first impression of this cover?

Oh gosh. Gillian was just amazing to work with. I gave her a couple of notes and some suggestions for photos, and she just made it a work of art. I think my first reaction was ‘aww – there are my boys! Hallo Stephen!’ That first look is such a fun moment, and makes everything seem suddenly very real.

I really like the way we ended up dividing the cover. This is intended to be a series, though in the sense that the books will all take place in the same universe, not that one leads directly on from another. They’ll all be readable as stand-alones, touching on another aspect of the performing arts community in regency London. With that in mind, the cover design is set up so that we can flip out the bottom image on a thematic basis, as well as switching up the characters on top. It’ll add this lovely sense of continuity across the series that I’m really looking forward to seeing.

What does writing mean to you?

It’s an escape. It’s a chance to sit down and just be in my own head for a while, telling the stories that bubble underneath my skin. I’ll admit that there’s a bit of my usual activism in my writing, at least in this particular series. There are so many stories from history that never get told, whether they’re about women, or racial or sexual minorities, and I want to bring some of those possibilities into the light. It feels very good to bring forth some of those voices.

What do you hope readers take away after reading one of your books?

That happy endings are always possible. My characters always seem to end up a little bit dented by life, and in situations where true happiness seems improbable. They’re not dukes, or ladies with large dowries, just ordinary artists trying to balance their artistic passions with their private lives, and make some kind of living at the same time. It’s a different sort of escapist fantasy than billionaire kink, and one that I really hope resonates with readers who have their own dents, dings and private passions.

No matter what, every one of us is deserving of a chance at love.

If you had a technology free day, what would you do?

Putter in my garden. I have a little kitchen garden out back, where we grow vegetables, berries and herbs, and I never seem to have enough time to do the weeding and all the maintenance and rebuilding that I’d like to. There’s something soothing and soul-satisfying about digging in the rich, dark earth.

What are you currently working on?

That Potent Alchemy, which will hopefully be the third book in Treading the Boards. Grace and Isaac are both theater professionals this time around – she’s a dancer and an actor who is aging out of the ingénue roles, and he’s a stage technician who dreams of restoring some of the Restoration-style theatre spectaculars. They circle each other during the run-up to a new production, but a third party may have quite a bit to say about the notion of a happily ever after…

It’s been so much fun researching the various London theatres of the time, and how the backstage all worked. My favorite effect at the moment is the thunder run, which was a way to make sound effects for storms on stage. There was a metal gutter running from the catwalk down to the floor backstage, and stagehands would roll cannonballs down the gutter on cue to create peals of thunder. Effects back then were just as complex as today’s sound and lighting boards, but with a lot more running around.

Quickie Time

Sexiest feature on a man?


Boxers, Briefs or Commando?

Boxer briefs! Snug and with lift, ideally.

What is on your night stand/dresser?

Way too many books that I haven’t read yet, my glasses, alarm clock and a Black Widow bobblehead doll.

Hairy chests or smooth?

Hairy! But more fuzzy, or just enough to highlight the pecs, not wolf-man Tom Selleck kind of hairy. I also love a well-trimmed beard. (It’s all about texture.)

Cowboy or businessman?

Businessman. A well-tailored suit is my catnip.

Tattoos or piercings?

Piercings, especially sexy ones. The contrast of metal-in-skin is mind-blowing.

Secret talent?

I used to play the trombone in high school band, and I can still blow a raspberry that lasts over a minute. It’s all in the breath control.

What’s your guilty pleasure?

Ketchup-flavoured chips. I can’t help it. They’re awful, but so addictive.

Celebrity crush?

Gillian Anderson. This woman was responsible for my sexual awakening.

Night owl or early bird?

Night owl. I need coffee to get out of bed in the morning.

Twitter or Facebook?

Twitter. @tessbowery

Pinterest or Instagram?

Neither? Now that Livejournal’s dead, I’m a Tumblr girl, through and through. (!)

ebooks or paperbacks?

Paperbacks; it’s easier to make notes in the margins that way. (I’m so sorry! I only do it in ones that I own!)

Is there anything else you like to add?

Thank you so much for having me! I’m having such a good time with this whole process, and getting to meet everyone has been a wonderful adventure.

Come by on June 2nd,  7 pm Eastern Time, to join me in the chatroom for the release party! I’ll have giveaways and prizes as well as interviews and a social hour. I look forward to seeing everyone!

launch inviteTess Bowery is an east coast writer of historical LBGT erotic romance (can it get more niche?) She’s an academic with a masters in history, which she is abusing relentlessly in pursuit of happy endings. Rite of Summer is her debut novel. This highly-charged erotic romance is available now for pre-order — — and releases officially on June 2nd.

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excerptJoshua lowered himself into the armchair in his room, and loosened his cravat with a peevish snap.

“That bad, was it?” Sophie asked from the chair opposite, her legs curled under her. She closed the book in her hands, tucking it into her lap. It said something that he wasn’t the least bit surprised by her presence, though by all rights he should have been appropriately scandalized. He could always tell her to leave, as though that would do any good. The girl was like a cat; she went where she pleased and did what she liked, and woe betide anyone but her employer who tried to force her otherwise.

“I had no idea,” Joshua said, checking first to be sure the door was most securely closed, “that her ladyship had such strong opinions about the idea of gas lighting.”

“Ooh, yes, did she get on about that again?” Sophie replied with a pleased grin. “’Those gas lines will be a blight on the city,’” she imitated bitingly. “’They’re an invitation to treachery and a first stage toward a new Gunpowder Plot,’ to hear her go on. And did you know,” she asked rhetorically, the light of mischief in her eyes, “that they’re sinful as well? Apparently Our Lord and Savior would prefer candlelight.”

“Lord save us from the march of progress,” Joshua sighed, and rubbed his forehead. Exhaustion nipped around the edges of his eyes, his shoulders aching. “You were quite right, by the way.” He glanced up at Sophie, not too tired to add to her amusement. “Lady Chalcroft’s got her eye set on Coventry for her eldest. The two of them would set on her rivals like a pair of wild dogs if they thought it would get her a hand-span closer to a coronet.”


bioTess has been a fan of historical fiction since learning the Greek and Roman myths at her mother’s knee. Now let loose on a computer, she’s spinning her own tales of romance and passion in a slightly more modern setting. Her work in the performing arts has led to a passion for the theatre and dance in all its forms, and been the inspiration for her current books. Tess lives on the east coast, with her partner of fifteen years and two cats who should have been named ‘Writer’s Block’ and ‘Get Off the Keyboard, Dammit.’

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Interview and #Giveaway: Katie in Love by @ChloeThurlow1


katieinloveblurbKatie Boyd has nothing in common with Tom Bridge, the volunteer doctor she meets at a party – except in bed she finds a passion to match her own. Tom is intense, puzzling, a man who cares about others and compels Katie to question her own life drifting through the hip clubs and London party scene.

When Tom returns to his post in a Sri Lanka orphanage, Katie isn’t sure if their passion was lit by its brevity, or if love, unexpected and not entirely wanted, has edged its way into her life. Should she go back to being who she always was? Or follow Tom into the unknown?

Katie in Love is a compelling erotic romance that will grip readers as they follow Katie’s journey to an ending they may have expected – but not in the way they expected it.

Brilliantly written and coolly self-aware, Chloe Thurlow was described by KM Dylan on Amazon as “…the Anaïs Nin of our times.” With Katie in Love – her sixth novel – Thurlow reveals a writer at the height of her powers.


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Hi. Welcome to All I Want and More. We’re glad to have you here.

Tell us a little bit about yourself?

I am the girl at the bar at 2.00 in the morning with a notebook aware that this makes me look interesting, for one, and is actually useful for making notes when the muse visits and the bubbles are popping in the cava glass.

I have been doing this, on and off, for the long 13 months it has taken to write Katie in Love. Now the book is finally out, I know how it must feel giving birth to triplets – proud and exhausted.

In this book, who was your favorite character to write and why?

Katie in Love is a romance. I identify with Katie, she has lots of my quirks and passions. She adores her shoes, she doesn’t want to give her old clothes away – and then feels good about herself when Tom helps her make the cull. Once Tom enters her life, Katie starts to think about who she is, what she wants, where she is going. He is the catalyst for change and growth. He can be demanding, but he has a big heart, he’s good for Katie and he’s wonderful between the sheets.

What 3 words would you use to describe your main characters?

Katie – lost, dazed and confused

Tom – cautious, loving and wise

Can you tell us a little bit about this book? Maybe a little snippet?

Katie Boyd has nothing in common with Tom Bridge, the volunteer doctor she meets at a party – except in bed she finds a passion to match her own. Tom is intense, puzzling, a man who cares about others and compels Katie to question her own life drifting through the hip clubs and London party scene.

When Tom returns to his post in a Sri Lanka orphanage, Katie isn’t sure if their passion was lit by its brevity, or if love, unexpected and not entirely wanted, has edged its way into her life. Should she go back to being who she always was? Or follow Tom into the unknown?

In this snippet, Katie is undressing for Tom…

My face must have showed my thoughts; I’m an open book, a blank page.

‘What are you thinking about?’ Tom asked.

I stared back across the room. ‘I’m not telling you,’ I replied, and held the jacket out for him to inspect; it was rather gorgeous – a shade of blue that’s not quite blue and not quite anything else, cerulean, kingfisher, lazuline.

‘Do you like the colour?’ I asked, and he didn’t answer the question.

‘You should wear more green,’ he said instead, and paused, ‘to match your eyes.’

‘Yes, doctor. Would you like me to change my hairstyle as well?’

He smiled. I liked his smile, natural, full-lipped. The low sun edged his face in gold, making it hard to see his expression. I dragged the rollneck over my head and shook out my hair. He leaned forward to watch as if he were at the theatre following a scene on stage. I took a step towards him and pointed down at my boots.

‘Can you?’

He untied the laces. I lifted my feet in turn so he could remove my boots, which he placed beside the chair. Next my socks, stretching them out and placing them on top of the boots with a neatness I approved of. I released the clasp and writhed like a plume of smoke as I lowered my jeans. I sat on the edge of the sofa to pull the material over my feet, and stood again, barefoot on the carpet.

‘You have beautiful feet, they’re your best feature,’ he said.

‘Oh,’ I replied.

How do you go about picking character names? Do you have to get them just right and make sure they fit with the characters personality?

Katie in Love stars Katie and Tom – they sound like two names in a kid’s book, but they fell into my head and immediately felt right. Memorable novels are character-driven and are composites of the writer. If I were to write about a young black boxer, my opposite, I would make him determined, easily offended and quickly forgiving, aspects of myself. You don’t create characters, you give birth to them. You know their age qualities and failings, the relationships they have with parents and friends, their Star Sign, their dreams and ambitions.

We’re cover hussies. What was your first impression of this cover?

I adore the cover. I kissed the cover when the book arrived. It is large size: 9×6, matt finish, silky to the touch like young flesh and I looked at 1000 images before selecting the illustration for Polly Playford to do the design. Katie in Love is my sixth novel, but the first I have self-published and the first time I have been involved in all the exciting bits that come after you’ve actually written the novel.

What does writing mean to you?

It is my passion, my life. I write because I have to and can’t do anything else.

What do you hope readers take away after reading one of your books?

I want to surprise readers. I write erotic novels, although Katie in Love is more romantic than erotic, but they are about self-discovery, evolution and change. I try to create books with an underlying philosophy and I set them in the present with today’s problems and dilemmas. Writing sex is relatively easy. It’s writing everything else that going on in your characters’ lives that makes the sex vibrant and the story come to life.

If you had a technology free day, what would you do?

Eat a freshly-baked croissant in a café beside the Mediterranean, swim, buy something frivolous, drink wine with lunch and make love all afternoon in a room with stripy shadows falling through the shutters.

What are you currently working on?

Apart from marketing Katie in Love, I have started making notes for a new novel about an older woman who falls for a younger man.

Quickie Time

Sexiest feature on a man? – backside

Boxers, Briefs or Commando? – on him, boxers

What is on your night stand/dresser? – books, Kleenex, cups, perfume, rubbish

Hairy chests or smooth? – smooth

Cowboy or businessman? – something in-between

Tattoos or piercings?neither particularly

Secret talent? – impersonations (Marilyn, Claire Danes, Maggie Smith)

What’s your guilty pleasure? – cava, same grape as champagne, less fizzy

Celebrity crush? – Ryan Gosling

Night owl or early bird? – night

Twitter or Facebook? – Facebook

Pinterest or Instagram? – Pinterest

ebooks or paperbacks? – paperbacks

Is there anything else you like to add?

Yes. Please buy Katie in Love – it will change your life. It did mine.

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bioChloe Thurlow’s novel Girl Trade became an Xcite Books best-seller and has been translated into Spanish and Polish. She moved from West London to East London, where the rents are cheaper and the saving means broken streets, a fall, a fractured finger and her new novel, Katie in Love.



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Interview and #Giveaway: Wolf On Wheels by @layne_macadam

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Image1Wolf On Wheels

Heritage Series

Book One

Layne Macadam

Genre:  Erotic Wolf Shifter

Publisher: Syn Publishing

Date of Publication: 16 March


Number of pages:  76

Word Count: approximately:  38,000

Cover Artist:  Syn Publishing

blurbCaleb Grayson’s opinion of humans is about as low as it can get until Lara Walker enters his life. But can the pretty veterinarian be trusted with his secret? As alpha of his pack, he is duty bound to keep them safe and that means maintaining anonymity.

When Caleb offers Lara a job on the mountain she loves, it is like a dream come true, but there is something strange about the handsome biker. Little does she know that he is harboring a secret that once revealed will turn her world inside out and have repercussions neither could have expected.

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Hi Layne. Welcome to All I Want and More. We’re glad to have you here.

It’s a pleasure to be here. Thank you so much for inviting me.

Tell us a little bit about yourself?

Well, I live on the east coast of Australia in a beautiful part of the world. I work full-time and I have a university degree. My hobbies include reading, traveling, cooking, tackling craft projects, and writing of course.

In this book, who was your favorite character to write and why?

I think Caleb, as the relationship with Lara took him by surprise. Up until then, he had no time for humans so had to have a rethink.

What 3 words would you use to describe your main characters?

Lara is quirky, smart, and adventurous. Caleb is strong, caring, and a born leader.

Can you tell us a little bit about this book? Maybe a little snippet?

Sure, I’ll just pick a page.

Caleb followed the blue car. The wind blowing in his face was not unpleasant as he coasted down the mountain assessing his thoughts. When he’d peered through the dense scrub waiting for her to appear, it had been with mixed feelings. His body had hummed with glee for the respect the man had shown her by opening the car door. It was a mark of respect and a rarity with humans these days. But when he’d touched her arm, Caleb had wanted to leap over the hood and rip out his throat. “MINE,” his inner wolf had growled, hands fisting by his sides.

While he’d struggled for control the car engine coughed and spluttered. He’d feared Anthony had been too heavy handed siphoning the fuel, but he shouldn’t have doubted him.

Almost catching up with her, he backed off the gas, pushed his thoughts aside and concentrated on following her at a discrete distance.

He kept her in his sights and was gratified she stayed within the speed limit and took the bends with caution. If she were injured or hurt in any way, it would be unbearable. He was still sorting through his feelings when she indicated and pulled onto a verge. Anthony had done well. He grinned and pulled in behind her a few seconds later.

“Can I be of assistance?” he asked stepping off the machine, his lips curving upward and his grin broadening as he flashed his pearly whites.

“Ah thanks, I’m not sure what’s wrong. Betty complains a lot, but she’s never let me down.”


“My car. I have this terrible habit of naming everything.” She giggled.

Her laughter was a deep throaty chuckle that slid over his skin in a smooth caress. It was an infectious sound, and he joined in remembering how she’d given names to Nora, and him.

“It suits her,” he said opening the door for her to step out.

Her smile widened at his gesture, and her green eyes twinkled with flecks of gold. She was a vision of loveliness. His heart constricted, and his body tensed at her nearness. It was a confronting feeling, but not one he disliked.

How do you go about picking character names?

It depends on the story. Some books call for traditional names, others more modern names, and some call for the unusual. My first book, Desire Unleashed, the hero is Shane Jackson, while Whip McGregor is the protagonist in Obsession Down Under, both contemporary books so choosing their names was easy.

Danikyle is the hero in my sci-fi Star Crossed Lovers so a bit more unusual. For him I just combined Daniel with Kyle. Caleb Grayson is the hero in Wolf On Wheels. Caleb is an old name most likely from Hebrew meaning “dog”. I thought that was appropriate as Caleb, being a wolf shifter, is very old and wolves and dogs are considered to be part of the same family.

Do you have to get them just right and make sure they fit with the characters personality? 

Absolutely, if you don’t get them right, believe it or not, the characters will soon let you know!

We’re cover hussies. What was your first impression of this cover?

My first impression was mixed. I liked that there was a bit of mystery and I loved the guy’s arm with the wolf tattoo, but I was expecting to see a motorcycle somewhere as the title is Wolf On Wheels. Generally, though I liked it.

What does writing mean to you?

It’s my relaxation, my job, my pleasure, my heart and soul.

What do you hope readers take away after reading one of your books?

I hope they have a positive experience and it leaves them feeling good and wanting more.

If you had a technology free day, what would you do?

I think I would do some gardening, it’s been a little neglected of late.

What are you currently working on?

I’m working on two books, actually. I’m a couple of chapters in to Book 2 in the Heritage Series, as yet untitled, and Book 3, Desire Rekindled, in the Desire Series. If I come to a roadblock with one I work on the other. Sometimes it does get confusing!

Quickie Time


Sexiest feature on a man?    His arms, I just love a nice set of strong arms.

Boxers, Briefs or Commando?    Boxers

What is on your night stand/dresser?  A crystal lotus flower, a bowl of Hydrangeas and a Vietnamese jewel box.

Hairy chests or smooth?     Smooth

Cowboy or businessman?  Cowboy

Tattoos or piercings?  Tattoos

Secret talent?   I like to paint

What’s your guilty pleasure Chocolate with wine!!

Celebrity crush?   Chris Helmsworth

Night owl or early bird?   Early bird

Twitter or Facebook?     Facebook

Pinterest or Instagram?    Neither

ebooks or paperbacks?     ebookes

Is there anything else you like to add?

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excerptCaleb Grayson’s fur spiked and his tail swished with anger as without a thought or a care, Nora bounded off down the street, leapt over the suburban fence and was lost from sight. His orders to the pack had been clear. Bare minimum—travel in pairs. Stay together at all times. Watch each other’s back. The lure of fresh rabbit must have overridden duty and common sense.

The growl he released was feral as he took off after her. The rules were put in place to keep his pack safe. Hunters were on the warpath and they were after wolf shifters with deadly intent. He’d already lost one member to their violence and would not lose another. Humans, he made a derisive sound. They were uncaring and self-centered. He’d yet to meet one he liked. He pulled his muzzle into a sneer and bared his teeth at the thought of that race.

One giant leap had him over the fence and landing smoothly on all fours on the other side. Nora was farther up the yard edging closer to her goal, but she was not alone.

Frozen to the spot he couldn’t move had his life depended on it. It was as if he’d stepped into a trough of rapid dry cement and was stuck fast. His heartbeat had ramped up and his tail twitched at the sight of the divine human before him.

Awestruck, he snarled at the smaller gray wolf beside him. They’d talk about her transgression later. Nora was an adolescent and still in the playful stage of wanting to hunt live prey. Fresh meat was tempting but no excuse for defying his orders. She pawed the ground waiting for him to speak telepathically, but he was speechless. The female human had him dumbstruck and transfixed.

She was a good head shorter than he, athletically built with dips and curves in all the right places, and her spiral curls were the color of marmalade and looked every bit as rich and glossy in the lunar light.

It came to him in a flash then; this human with her emerald eyes sparkling like gemstones was his mate. He’d waited centuries to find her, had given up hope, and now, like a bolt from the blue there she was. Not even Lycan, but human. It was cruel, preposterous, but true. He had little tolerance for the species, but he ached to carry her home, cherish her, breed with her, howl with elation, but he quashed the instinct as his homosapien side surged to the fore—tread carefully, do not rush this—she may not understand.

“Caleb, what is it?” Nora’s telepathic voice quivered with unease.

He didn’t answer, couldn’t answer, so consumed was he with the human before him. Her shape was visible through the silk of her gown. The night breeze had molded the thin white material to her womanly form. She was a vision. He was grateful it was a she-wolf beside him and not a male from his pack.

As he continued to stare, mouth agape and tongue lolling, the breeze picked up and she shivered. Her nipples punched out against the flimsy fabric. He whimpered. His heart pounded faster now as if he’d run for miles at top speed over the rugged terrain around his Black Mountain home.

“Caleb what’s wrong, can’t you hear me?” Nora’s voice was high-pitched now and sharper than normal.

Before he could speak the woman took a small tentative step toward Nora’s midnight snack. She reacted on natural impulse. Her fur stood on end, a menacing growl emanated from lips drawn back in a savage snarl baring sharp teeth. Crouched low and ready to spring, it was enough to have him recover his voice.

“Stay. The human is my mate. Threaten her and you threaten me.” As he sent the telepathic message, Nora dropped to her haunches, and with a whimper assumed a submissive position—she would not dare challenge him.

The command was issued with his sight still glued to his female. The stiffening breeze had whipped the ginger ringlets around her face giving a halo effect, but when her eyes widened and she trembled, it pierced his heart like a blade. He hated seeing her frightened, smelling her fear, but at this point there was little he could do.


bioLayne lives with her husband, two dogs, and a cat on the mid-eastern coast of New South Wales, Australia. In addition to being an author she has a degree in history and holds down a full-time job.

She has always been an avid reader and voraciously consumes all types of fiction, but she particularly loves a happy ending, so writing romance seemed a natural progression for her. But as she sat at the computer one day — staring at a blank screen — it all seemed rather daunting. Yet once she finally started tapping on the keys, the words kept flowing, and what was meant to be a short story turned into a full-blown novel, Desire Unleashed, the first book in the “Desire” series.

Layne writes contemporary romance, paranormal, and sci-fi. With her passion for travel and a love of history an historical romance is not outside the realms of possibility.

When she’s not writing, you might find her tackling a craft project, walking by the lake, or in the kitchen creating some culinary delights.

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