BIRTHDAY PRESENTS -A New Book!

DSC01768So excited to be starting my new psychological thriller, working title, BIRTHDAY PRESENTS. This story has been sitting on the back burner for awhile now and it’s time to bring it to life. Here’s a peek at the first, very rough couple of pages.

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Tegan swayed to the music as he combed his hair, an old Rob Zombie album. The static added to the nostalgia. He put the comb down and ran slim hands over his lean, muscled chest and flat stomach. Pert nipples ached to be touched. A secret smile slid over his black-painted lips as he cupped the bulge in his tight jeans. What boy could resist this?

He pulled a black T-shirt over his head and searched the dark eyes in the mirror, pursed his lips. Gloss? Definitely. He knew a certain bouncer at the club was susceptible to cherry kiss. Well, that and Tegan’s mouth on his dick.

At a thump on the wall a frown marred his perfect features. Kyle knew better than to disturb him when he was dressing. His face softened. Kyle. His little gem. How long had they been together? Six months?

His eyes widened in the mirror. That would make Kyle twenty. He’d forgotten they shared a birthday.

 
With a last glance in the mirror, he left the room and crossed the hall, tapped on Kyle’s door before entering. The young man lay in the middle of the bed, naked skin decadent against the red silk sheets. Cyrus smiled, indulgent. His darling looked lonely.

 

“Did you need me, sweetheart?” he asked as he lay down and gathered Kyle’s body in his arms. The boy’s skin felt dry, soft; tight over a sparse skeleton. Cyrus could break his bones if he held too tightly.

 

Kyle’s enormous blue eyes swam with tears, bright with desperation. So lovely. “You’re leaving again?” he whispered, timid.

 

“We’ve discussed this. I always go out on my Birthday.”

“But if something happens to you…”

“I suppose you’ll die of starvation. No, thirst.” Tegan laughed at the shudder that swept the emaciated body. “Nothing will happen to me. Promise.”

Tegan picked up Kyle’s shackled hand with its long chain bolted to the floor and kissed the palm. He stroked Kyle’s limp cock and watched with satisfaction as it thickened under his touch. “Would you like me to fuck you tonight?”

Kyle nodded, despair in his eyes. Tegan kissed his sweet lips, his heart moved. Kyle had been a wild thing their first months together. He regretted the scars he’d had to put on the pale flesh before Kyle had broken.

Artwork by Autumn Stevens

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It’s #snippetsunday!

Hello! Welcomsnippetsunday2e to Snippet Sunday! It’s the weekly event when authors post 8 to 10 lines of things they are writing, editing, querying, or for which they’re obsessively checking sales figures! You can find the other snippets HERE.

This week I’m continuing with my fantasy WIP. In this scene, Kavi is rescued, but is it too late…

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Taking a knee, he reached in the semi-darkness for Kavi and touched an exposed bone. Gods! He jerked his hand away with a cry of disbelief. How many more victims were down there? With great effort he shut his mind to the horror of it, pulling Kavi’s limp body into his arms. Grief swept him and he pressed kisses to his cold face. “I’m here now,” he said brokenly. “I’m so sorry.”

 
He secured the rope around Kavi’s slim waist and tugged, and the men above lifted him with care. Nathan scrambled to follow when the rope was lowered back to him. Kavi looked ashen in the sunlight and Nathan knelt beside him, touching his face. “Wake up, darling,” he whispered. He could hear the struggle Kavi had with each shallow breath he drew. His spirit seemed to be far away on some journey of its own.

 
He looked up at the Magus hovering over them. “Can you help him?”

 

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It’s #snippetsunday!

snippetsunday2Hello! Welcome to Snippet Sunday! It’s the weekly event when authors post 8 to 10 lines of things they are writing, editing, querying, or for which they’re obsessively checking sales figures! You can find the other snippets HERE.

This week I’m continuing with my fantasy WIP. Kavi finds himself still a prisoner, and things go from bad to worse…

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Jumping at the harsh sound of metal over rock, he watched with blurry eyes as Landlan dragged a large grate from an opening in the ground behind the prison.

“Come, my dear.” Landlan helped him to his feet and hauled him towards the hole. Kavi felt sick and confused, not sure what was happening. Not until he stood at the edge of the pit did he understand, and he drew back in horror.

“No you don’t.” Landlan grabbed his shoulders. “Goodbye my sweet,” he whispered in Kavi’s ear and gave a quick shove. Kavi screamed as he went over the edge and dropped quickly, only to have the breath driven from his body as he struck the hard dirt at the bottom. He rolled onto his back with a groan and stared at the circle of sky that slowly disappeared as the iron lid slid into place. Once again blackness surrounded him, and something else, smooth and hard, with bits of cloth attached. And the stench…

 

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Time for Lightning Quick Reads!

marcel 10Hey! It’s my turn again with the Lightning Quick Reads.  LQR is a multi-author, themed, short story blog. What it means is, as a reader, you can expect each participating author to post one short story per month, which is somehow related to the theme of the month. The theme for March is Luck. Here’s mine!

Me Lucky Day

“That will cost ye.”

Teri’s gaze shot up from the gurgling spring and he gaped at the figure sitting not two paces from him. A man, but something more, a beautiful, terrible presence.

“Who are you?” he managed to whisper, fear clutching his throat. His heart slammed against his ribs. The guy was breathtaking, but he hadn’t been sitting there seconds ago.

“Answer me question first. Ye are…”

Teri wanted to answer, but the wicked mischief dancing in the brilliant green eyes distracted him…            Continue HERE!

Artwork by One Good Eye Photography

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It’s #snippetsunday!

snippetsunday2Hello! Welcome to Snippet Sunday! It’s the weekly event when authors post 8 to 10 lines of things they are writing, editing, querying, or for which they’re obsessively checking sales figures! You can find the other snippets HERE.

This week I’m continuing with my fantasy WIP. Nathan is on his way to rescue Kavi from the Nagal prison, but will he arrive on time?

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Kavi came awake with the memory of Nathan’s desperate cries ringing in his ears. Blinking, he opened his eyes to blackness and cold stones. His head throbbed when he sat up and he put a hand instinctively to his forehead, wincing when his fingers came away sticky with blood.

He couldn’t help grinning when he remembered the well placed kick that had earned him the blow from Landlan. Unfortunately, he’d lost consciousness or he might have been able to find a way to escape while the man dealt with his pain.

Almost blind in the darkness, Kavi crawled along the floor until he reached a wall, then sat with his back to its damp surface, wrinkling his nose at the smell of decay. His wrists and ankles burned where the skin had been scraped raw from the rusting shackles. Damn, he didn’t want to be there anymore.

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It’s My Turn at the TRR Anniversary Party!

anniv2015The Romance Reviews is turning 4!

Join the month-long party and stand to win awesome prizes, like GC, ebooks, print books and exciting swag. Over 400 authors and publishers joined the event and contributed weekly and monthly prizes up for grabs. Grand prize is $100 GC!

My Turn!

Come and answer my question HERE for a chance to win an e-copy of STUCK ON REWIND or one of the fabulous prizes listed above. Good luck!

StuckonRewindSTUCK ON REWIND

Can Ashton let go of his jealousy and be the friend and lover that Lance needs?
Ashton has been in love with his best friend for years, watching him grow from a pretty high school boy to the gorgeous erotic dancer at the club where they both work. The problem is that Lance enjoys the attention of a variety of men while Ashton wants him for his very own.
After a day spent denying his attraction for Lance, standing by while their friend Trey openly flirts with him, Ashton decides it’s time to make his move or risk losing his man forever. Once Lance knows how he feels, he’ll realize they should be together. Or is it already too late?

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It’s #snippetsunday!

snippetsunday2Hello! Welcome to Snippet Sunday! It’s the weekly event when authors post 8 to 10 lines of things they are writing, editing, querying, or for which they’re obsessively checking sales figures! You can find the other snippets HERE.

Here’s a little taste from my current WIP, a fantasy adventure novel I’ve been ruthlessly editing. Enjoy!

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“Say that again and I’ll surely slit your throat. Now, what is your name?”

“Captain Syros.”

Nathan sat back on his heels, fury still smoldering in him. “Speak.”

“I could tell you where they mean to bury him,” the soldier drawled, a slash of a grin crossing his face at Nathan’s sharply drawn breath. “He was alive the last time I saw him, but I heard they mean to bury him soon. If you hurry he may still be breathing. I don’t know.”

“And you didn’t help him?” With a sudden angry cry Nathan drove his knife into the sapling inches from Syros’s face. “He’d better be alive, for your sake.”

He left his water skin for Syros, should the man succeed in freeing himself, then gave the soldier no more thought as he snatched up his pack and settled into the long run ahead.

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Tuesday Tidbits

bw1Welcome! I write romance in a variety of sub-genres and find some of the most interesting things while researching. Here’s my tidbit for today…

The Barrow-Wight

Early British Isles folklore tell tales of barrow-wights as ghosts who haunt their tombs, keeping watch over the treasures that were buried with them. Jealously, they guard their items and will attack and kill anyone who attempts to rob the grave

In Viking tales, the barrow-wights are shadowy creatures who guard the burial mounds of the Viking heroes.

In Icelandic folklore, however, the barrow-wight is almost a zombie-vampire sort of creature which they called a ‘draugr.’ A draugr is a re-animated corpse who can leave his grave. Some have an insatiable hunger, believing that if they consume enough life, then they too can recover their own life energy. Savagely attacked livestock were often blamed on the draugr. Draugr could also take revenge on those who killed him or took his treasures by sitting on the chest of his sleeping victim, slowly suffocating him to death.

 

Down on the Farm vol 1_200x300CALLUM’S FATE -my story in the Down on the Farm anthology

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Will the help of the faery people be enough to save Callum from his fate or will he succumb to the mystical allure of the moors?
Excerpt:

 
Callum ran until his lungs burned; every breath ragged, painful. Fear spurred him on, though fog began to cling to the rough mounds of the barrows, making such flight dangerous. Stones stabbed through his worn boots with each footfall, but he daren’t stop. There had been voices in the shadows…

 
Exhaustion slowed him, his chest heaving as he fought for air. Dusk began to lay its dark mantle on the landscape and he shivered as a finger of dread traveled his spine. Dangerous to be on the moors at night without shelter. He cursed the ill fortune that had sent him this way, but he was hungry and ill. He’d followed the will-o-the-wisp, thinking they were the lights of a farmhouse. His brothers would crudely have called them swamp gas and continued on the road, but Callum had always been the fool.

 
An owl hooted in the semi-darkness making his skin crawl. “Sweet lord,” he muttered, heart thumping. “Protect me—”

 
He stumbled on a loose stone and fell heavily against a dark mound of earth. Oh God! The ground caved in under him and he dropped into the barrow in a shower of dirt.

 
“Save me!” he sobbed as he scrambled to his knees. Sinewy arms reached up from the blackness and wrapped around him. Callum screamed, but no sound escaped his throat, choked with terror. He was yanked against a hard chest and hands ran over him, disembodied in the darkness.

 
“Soft. Sweet.” A voice sliced the silence, a cold breath against his face. He gagged on the waft of rot and decay. The tip of a dry tongue scraped over his jaw and he shuddered against the body under him. “Nice strong bones to gnaw,” the voice continued. “Sweet marrow to suck and swallow. Shall I eat you, my lovely one?”

 
Callum whimpered as the low tones wound through his head. The mists parted and moonlight filled the barrow, showing him the creature. He gasped at the cold beauty of its face. Eyes dark as pitch burned into him, brushed against his soul. Lush lips, dripping honey, overripe, took his mouth in a kiss that sent his pulse into a riot of hunger and desire.

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Multi-Author Romance Dual Blog Book Giveaway for Valentine’s Day!

biggiveawayValDayWritModAgeILRBHAPPY VALENTINES DAY!

Authors hailing from multiple genres have converged in one giveaway to offer their romance related books. We are hosting this special holiday giveaway at Writing in the Modern Age and at I Love Romance Blog.

We are so excited to offer you two places to compete for prizes! With 41 authors and more than 150 donations in this awesome giveaway, you’ll have so many chances to win! And just think of how cool it would be to win not only one free book, but others as well! Follow the links to add your name for these amazing drawings!

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Time for Lightning Quick Reads!

marcel20Hey! It’s my turn again with the Lightning Quick Reads.  LQR is a multi-author, themed, short story blog. What it means is, as a reader, you can expect each participating author to post one short story per month, which is somehow related to the theme of the month. The theme for January is Love. Here’s mine!

Waiting

“There you are.”

Luca settled cross-legged on the hearth, murmuring a word of gratitude when heat from the fire surrounded him. Keeping a surreptitious eye on the woodpile, he crumbled his crust of bread and honey onto the stones. The animals had grown skittish and he missed their company on his long tramps through the forest and in the cabin grown lonely without Rhys’s vibrant presence.

Winter gathered outside the latched door and Luka glanced ceiling-ward when the wind howled through the tree limbs sending their limbs scratching along the roof. Something darker than the storm was coming…   Continue HERE!

Artwork by Marcel Stevahn- One Good Eye Photography

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