Apologies as usual for taking so long to get this done, but Magic Man Chapter Eight is
now up! In this chapter, Kyle and Catalina race to save Robert and Dimitri from witch hunters. I’m hoping to have another chapter for you soon, so keep checking back for updates.
Apologies as usual for taking so long to get this done, but Magic Man Chapter Eight is
Once again I’m participating in the M/M Romance Goodreads Group’s Don’t Read In The Closet event, Love’s Landscapes. My story this year is Hinori’s Journey. If you are a member of the group or wish to join (18+ only), you can read the story right now by clicking this link.
If you don’t wish to join the group, the ebook download of Hinori’s Journey will be available for free download in a few days from the group website.
Here’s the prompt I took for the story:
An androgynous man stands with a curved blade in hand. He is clearly a warrior who treasures grace and beauty as much as the art of war.
I am from a race that is both masculine and feminine in one corporeal form. Our life’s journey determines which traits end up being dominant. Please tell my story and how I find my perfect partner. I ask that the setting be sci-fi/fantasy and that my MC is a warrior, anything else goes.
Genre: fantasy, science fiction
Tags: hurt/comfort, prison/captivity, interspecies, coming of age, warrior, m-preg, masturbation, spacemen/alien
Content Warnings: violence, death of non-main characters
Word Count: 14,515
We have a contest winner for the Hop Against Homophobia and Transphobia Written In The Snow giveaway: Sherry S!
The winner was chosen at random using the tools on random.org.
Thanks for participating!
Hello, and welcome to this year’s hop post for International Day Against Homophobia and Transphobia! This year I have a bit of a funny (true!) story for you from when I lived in England. There’s also a prize involved, so stick around to find out how you can win!
So. The Cream Cake Story, as it shall forever be known in my own personal canon.
I once had a coworker. Let’s call him B. We both worked at a place I’ll refer to as S. S had a policy. On special birthdays (18, 21, 30, 40, 50 etc), the birthday person had to bring in cream cakes for everyone. These cakes aren’t exactly cheap, but it was a very small workplace and we all loved to stuff our faces with eclairs whenever possible.
B was extremely homophobic. He used to make incredibly distasteful comments in the workplace. One of his favorite memes, if you will, was to detail what he would do to his son if it came out that he was gay. Violence. Throwing him out on the street. Calling him all sorts of names. My other coworkers at the time were pretty cool. They used to tell B to be quiet, that his behavior was sickening and distasteful, and say that if he actually knew any gay people, he wouldn’t talk like he did.
Sitting across the aisle was me, a confused young woman who was putting all the pieces together, coming up with bisexual, and wondering how on Earth she was going to explain it all to her American fiancé before the wedding that was mere months away. (That’s also a beautiful story of love and acceptance.)
A new bakery had just opened in the small town where I lived. It was the talk of the town because the bakery’s owners were a gay couple. B liked to make a stink that he would never eat from the bakery, that the goods were somehow tainted and would throw up if he ate from there.
Guess where I got the cream cakes for my 21st birthday? 😀
So B picked up his cream cake. I watched with fascination and a small smile as he devoured it. All my coworkers were in on the plot and enjoyed the situation immensely.
B came up to me: “So there are the best cream cakes I’ve ever eaten. Where did you get them?”
So I told him. B made a very large fuss about feeling sick, but you know, he didn’t throw up. In fact, after that, he actually shut up a bit. I left a few months later, and got married without a hitch.
I sometimes think about B. I wonder if he’s moved on from his hate or whether he clings to it steadfastly in a changing world. People like him inspired the Culture Wars series. People who fear difference so much that they’ll go to any lengths to destroy it.
Anyway, onto the prize. I have an e-book copy of Written In The Snow (Culture Wars) to give away to one lucky reader! Leave a comment with your e-mall address to be entered into the draw. The winner will be chosen at random and announced on May 25th.
The year: 2238AD. In this prequel to Written In The Stars, the Culture Wars are in full swing, with the Freedom Alliance fighting the Moral League for control of Washington D.C., which now stands in ruins. The symbols of America have been looted and destroyed, but the war goes on for the P.R. campaign, with both sides trying to claim they have won the nation.
Gabriel Green, runaway from the League, joins the Alliance’s Ground Force to fight back against the persecution and oppression he has witnessed. Sent to the front in the midst of a bitter winter, a mortar hits his position and he is wounded. He finds an unlikely savior in the form of Angel Ramirez, a devoutly religious albino League medic with a heart of gold and a big secret.
Doubting the war they once both believed in, Gabriel and Angel trade the battlefield for
exile on the neutral Melvana Colony, but Angel struggles to reconcile his religion with
his feelings for another man. Torn between two sides of a war, Angel must find a middle
ground between faith and love or risk losing both forever.
Thanks for stopping by. Please visit the other blogs on the hop and have a lovely day!
I’m sorry for the downtime. Everything should be back up now. It was my mistake.
I’m hoping to update soon with a sneak peek of Written In Stone, and a cover reveal. I’m also planning to keep going with Magic Man, so expect a new chapter soon. Stay tuned!
Today, 4/22, is Earth Day, and to celebrate, All Romance E-books is having a 50% rebate sale. Basically you pay full price, but you get half back in All Romance’s eBucks currency to use on anything in the store. Even better, All Romance pays the rebate money, so I get full royalties on anything you buy. It’s a great deal for everyone, so hop on over and take a look at my titles.
Right now Written In The Snow is on sale for $4.99, so that makes it only $2.50 after rebate! I promise you won’t find a better deal on this. Written In The Stars is also only $2 after rebate, so stop by and check it out.
Greetings, dear readers.
I’ve been very busy with a number of projects this month. One is an M/M fantasy romance novella, complete at 18k. One is an F/F/M bisexual sci-fi erotic romance which clocked in at 50k, completing my Camp NaNoWriMo challenge in just 18 days. Finally, to round out the creative spree I’m on, I’m finishing up an M/M dragon shifter novella I started last November, which should be done at around 25k. I’m looking forward to polishing all these stories up and sending them out to publishers.
I know my reviews have suffered. I’ve been thinking a lot about it, and I’ve decided I won’t be reviewing any titles that come from a press I’ve signed a contract with. That seems like too much of a conflict of interest. I’m actually wondering if I should wrap up the reviews entirely. I don’t want to go into detail, but I’ve been the recipient of an annoying message from the sockpuppet of an author behaving badly after I DNF’d one of their works a few months ago. Sometimes it seems like too much hassle. I also don’t think people really read my reviews on the website. Let me know if you think I should continue. There are a lot of great reviewers out there who cover things in a way more timely manner than I can. Maybe I should try different content on this site, like excerpts of works in progress, blog posts about writing, etc. Let me know what you would like to see.
I really want to concentrate more on writing and editing. That needs to be my focus if I’m going to succeed. I love what I do and I hope to deliver a lot more this year for you guys. One novel release last year was just not enough. This year I have nothing for you yet, as Written In Stone is stuck in editing hell and I’m in limbo waiting to hear about some other stuff. I’m looking forward to hopefully delivering some good news soon, though.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Senator Marcus Brutus has spent his life serving Rome, but it’s difficult to be a patriot when the Republic, barely recovered from a civil war, is under threat by its own leader. Brutus’s one retreat is his country home, where he steals a few precious days now and then with Cassius, his brother-in-law and fellow soldier—and the one he loves above all others. But the sickness at the heart of Rome is spreading, and even Brutus’s nights with Cassius can’t erase the knowledge that Gaius Julius Caesar is slowly becoming a tyrant.
I adored this book. It was extremely clever in its interpretation of the events leading up to the assassination of Julius Caesar and gave a conscience to Brutus instead of making him the villain of the story. I loved how Brutus was reluctant when he heard Cassius’s plan to kill Caesar and needed some convincing, eventually carrying out the deed with some reluctance. The story ended in an utterly believable fashion that didn’t glorify murder in the slightest and left me feeling sorry for everyone involved.
It was young servant Tiresias that really stole my heart, though. Rejected by his family, he comes to serve Brutus first as a horse-boy and then later at his home. He bears witness to the plot unfolding and offers Brutus support without judgment. I loved that they were both able to accept one another for who they were.
If you know anything about the assassination of Caesar and are looking for a a story set in Ancient Rome, you’ll love this. It fleshes out the facts with a human story that gives life to history and that’s exactly what I want from my historical romance. I’ll be looking for more of this author’s work in the future.
My ace m/m novella Wings Of Destruction has been signed with LT3 Press. I’m very excited! Wings Of Destruction is my first attempt at writing asexual romance and I’m very proud of it. I hope you’ll enjoy it as well. It’s an angel story set in a brutal post-apocalyptic future. That’s all I’m going to tell you about it right now.
I want to thank all of my readers for their support. Without readers there would be no authors! I’ve waited eight long years for this moment, believe it or not. Since writing my first novel in 2006, I’ve dealt with rejection, honed my skills and written millions of words. It’s been an amazing journey and it’s really just beginning, so I hope you’ll stick around and support Wings Of Destruction when it’s released.
In other news, I’ve taken a prompt for the Goodreads M/M Romance event Love’s Landscapes. I’ve completed my story over a marathon weekend. It’s a non-typical fantasy/sci-fi romance and I look forward to sharing it with everybody. I can’t leak details or the title and it’s with an editor right now so things may change, but I’m proud of this piece and it’s very near and dear to me.
Editing is continuing on Written In Stone, but it’s still not ready for prime-time. I was hoping for a Q1 release, but that hasn’t happened. I can’t set a date or really pin myself down on this project at the moment, only to promise that when it’s ready, you’ll be the first to know about it. I want a quality release that feels right and I’m committed to making that happen. I’ve decided on another big change that’s going to take more work, but I think I’ve finally put my finger on something that’s not working for me and it will be fixed. I love this book but it has been one hell of a struggle to get it on the page in a way that I’m satisfied with.
That’s all the news I have right now. I’m going to go and finish my celebratory cake and brainstorm for a new project. I wish you all well and I hope you’ll continue to follow my releases and reviews.
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
In the war-weary year of 1940, just one rundown hospital survives London’s collapse. Sister Barbara, a nun and volunteer nurse, inspires hope in her patients, but that faith is shaken when an unidentified aircraft explodes near the hospital. The half-eaten corpse beneath the mangled wreckage appears to corroborate the pilot’s story that some sort of “tentacle-monster” attacked his plane. However, Sister Barbara pushes these dangers aside and plunges beyond the rubble when the man she loves disappears in the wastelands. She discovers a bloodstained beauty in his place-but the girl’s outward innocence hides a voracious sexual appetite, and an even more disturbing secret.
This book was not at all what I expected, and yet compelling all the same. When I added this to my Xmas wish list, what I expected from the cover was a historical lesbian romance. What I got was a bizarre and sometimes horrifying monster-porn tale that captivated me more for its out-of-the-box weirdness than for any personal kinks of my own.
I’m not usually one to go for tentacle tales. My usual tastes revolve around consenting adults professing their undying love for one another. Yet this sexy-horror romp had me on the edge of my seat at times, even as I hid it from my coworkers lest they get an idea of what I was reading and be scandalized by it.
The “historical” angle is more for color than anything. If you pick this book up, what you will be getting is some “forbidden” m/f romance (since the main character is a nun), and some m/f, f/f and f/monster porn. A lot of the erotic fantasy in this book revolves around Sister Barbara wanting sex she’s not allowed to have. The horror angle is not for the faint of heart, either. There’s death, tentacles, bodily fluids and an alien pregnancy of sorts. The action is at times visceral and gruesome, but one thing I’ll give this book is that once it gets going, it’s a non-stop thrill ride. I could never claim to be bored and I had to keep reading like one stares at a bloody car accident with eyes that cannot look away from the horror. The writing is fluid and seems fitting for the era, with Sister Barbara shocked at the things happening all around her and writing it all down in her diary.
Having finished it, I still can’t say I’ve become some sort of overnight convert to monster porn, but I am more intrigued. I’d say I would definitely try this kind of book again, though I have to be in the right mindset to appreciate something like this in all its horrific glory instead of just being outright disturbed by it.
If you’re looking for an unusual read that’s heavy on the sex and horror, Tuesday Apocalypse might be your perfect wet dream. I don’t recommend it to the easily disturbed, however.