Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Boooooo-yah Books And Some Scary Good October Reads!

 The lovely Lisa from The Novel Approach is here again to bring us another installment of Booyah Books

The month of October was awesome, not only because I discovered some really outstanding new-to-me authors, but also because I had the chance to attend GayRomLit 2012, in Albuquerque, New Mexico, where I misbehaved, had more fun that should be legally allowed, and got a little squicky-fangirlish on more than a few authors I adore! I was fairly harmless...sort of. :-D I didn't get arrested, so I'm counting it as a success. Recovery from the weekend is still an ongoing process. :-P
So, without further ado, here are some of the outstanding books I discovered in October.
Aaron by J.P. Barnaby: I'm going to start off by saying this is not a story for the squeamish, so if the idea of the off-screen rape of a minor and the aftermath of that brutal attack isn't what you would normally gravitate to in your reading, this probably isn't a book you'll want to pick up.
This is the powerful and emotional story of a boy who believes he's doing little more than taking up space in a world in which he no longer belongs, suffering not only from survivor's guilt but also from post traumatic stress disorder. He's a boy who's been disfigured by both the internal and external scars that have crippled him socially and emotionally, leaving him an outsider who wants neither to be seen or touched.
Aaron meets Spencer Thomas through fate, fortune, it doesn't really matter how. What matters is that it happened at all, because Spencer becomes Aaron's hope for a life that might someday approach something that resembles normal. Spencer carries burdens of his own, not the least of which is his inability to hear, and it's through his disability that he and Aaron find a way to connect.
It's a story of recovery and promise, not only for Aaron but for his family, as well as for Spencer's father, as Aaron's affliction becomes the catalyst for Dr. Thomas's own redemption.
This is one of the most moving stories I've read in quite some time, and in spite of its tragic conflict, it left me with a feeling of cautious optimism.
Buy Aaron HERE.

The Gravedigger's Brawl by Abigail Roux: If you're looking for something a little lighter that's also a perfect pick for this time of year, this might be just the right choice.
The Gravedigger’s Brawl is a spooky/sexy/sublime ghoulies and ghosties story that throws in a little romance on the side. Or maybe it’s a spooky/sexy/sublime romance that throws in the ghoulies and ghosties on the side? Either way, Abigail Roux has delivered. I was going to go on there, but that’s really all there is to say. Seems to be my opinion of all the books I’ve read by this author, which is why she remains a favorite.
This is the story of museum curator Dr. Wyatt Case and sexy flair bartender Ash Lucroix, and all the things that go bump in the night at Gravedigger's Tavern. It's an opposites attract story that pulls together a dreadful evil from the past that threatens Ash, with a new and interesting relationship that's having a difficult time getting a decent start, and mixes it altogether with the author's trademark humor and finessed storytelling style.
The trick to this treat is hoping both Wyatt and Ash survive to the end.
Buy The Gravedigger's Brawl HERE.

A Reason to Believe by Diana Copland: One man’s twisted obsession turns to murder in Diana Copland’s tautly written and immensely suspenseful A Reason to Believe, the story of Detective Matthew Bennett and his involvement in the investigation of missing six-year-old Abigail Marie Reynolds, on Christmas Eve.
There are things that are horrifying; then there are things that are so utterly beyond comprehension, things that defy reason and sanity, the sorts of things that give you nightmares and haunt you through your days, that leave you scarred and scared to believe in anything good anymore. In the life of a cop, that’s a little truer than for most. In the life of Matt Bennett, it seems to be the rule rather than the exception. Left devastated by the murder of his partner and lover, in a sad case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, Matt is the detective who discovers little Abby’s body. But it wasn’t jarring enough to have made the gruesome discovery. No, it was made even more disturbing by the fact that it was little Abby herself who led Matt to her dreadful hiding place in the basement of her own home.
Desperate times sometimes call for desperate measures, and sometimes desperate people—even those who are jaded and those whose job it is to deal in tangible proof—will do whatever it takes to get to the truth. That’s where renowned medium Kiernan Fitzpatrick comes into play, and it’s when he and Matt begin to work together to solve Abby’s murder that things take a turn for the incredible. It’s a race against time, as Abby’s spirit becomes more agitated that her father is in danger of being convicted of a crime he didn’t commit. It’s a race against the odds as the physical danger to both Matt and Kiernan escalates, the closer they get to the ugly truth and the more evident it becomes they’re fighting against men who’re supposed to be the good guys.
A Reason to Believe is the perfect blend of murder mystery, romance, and the supernatural, and if you look closely enough, you might make some connections to the case of another murdered six-year-old girl; though in the book, unlike in real life, justice was served. This book was an edge-of-my-seat, couldn’t-put-it-down read, with a red-herring or two thrown in just to keep me guessing at the identity of the killer, all the way to the big reveal.
Buy A Reason to Believe in Epub HERE and in Mobi HERE.

The Hot Floor by Josephine Myles: I'm a long-time fan of Josephine Myles. I love her thoroughly British wit and her delightful and sometimes quirky characters. I love that her characters are never generic reproductions and that she always gives the men and women who populate her book their own unique styles and senses of self.
The Hot Floor is the author's foray into the world of ménage and the story of three men, two an already loving and committed couple and one who is trying to navigate his way around the boundaries of what it means to enter into a relationship with them.
The story is narrated by Josh Carpenter, a lonely man who is starving for the sort of bond that Evan Truman and Rai Nakamura share. He is a man who yearns for simple and ordinary things: someone to love, someone to love him in return, to be a part of something bigger than himself, to find someone to embrace him for nothing more than that he’s willing to give everything of himself, and all he wants in return is to hold a place of value in that relationship. Never would Josh have imagined that he’d find all of that and more within the hierarchy of a partnership between himself and a couple who don't seem to have any reason to want to include him in what they already have.
While this story is undeniably erotic, I found it to be much more provocative in its exploration of the whys and hows of a couple who seemed perfectly content in what they had but were willing to rebuild themselves around a man who brought another layer of something to their relationship they didn’t even know was missing. Within Josh’s passive submissiveness, the three men found something that strengthened their foundation, a natural spectrum in the sexual order that completed them in a way they hadn’t thought possible. In a world that embraces monogamy, Evan and Rai and Josh break the rules; Josh isn’t merely a placeholder in a relationship that was missing something or was broken. No, he becomes a necessary component in the completion of a picture that now makes perfect sense.
Of course, this is all presented in the author's most charming and clever way, with all the witty banter and loveable characters that I’ve come to expect from her stories. This book made me want to imagine these men far into the future and hope they were still finding their happily-ever-after together.
Buy The Hot Floor HERE.

And that's it for the Spooktacular October edition of the Booooo-yah! I'll be back again in November, at which point I'm certain I'll have much for which to give thanks.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Rainbow Awards Cover Contest Round 5

 I want to thank everyone who took the time to vote last time, I appreciate it so much and I'm sure that Anne Cain and Reese Dante do as well. I still have 5 covers in the contest so if you would take the time to vote for Honored Vow, Nexus, Mine, Frog and Acrobat again, that would be awesome.

Rainbow Awards Cover Contest

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Home Again

As usual, Yaoi-Con was awesome. I got to hang out with the wonderful Dreamspinner authors, meet incredible fans and visit all the tables I wanted to in the dealer room. I got to see Jo Chen, bought 3 pictures that I had her sign but as for books, I have everything and Chapter 7 of In These Words, as I whined about before the con, is on pre-order. Hamlet Machine was there and I got my favorite print (the one above) signed so that was fantastic. The ladies from Teahouse weren't there, which was sad, but I hope E is feeling better and I look forward to seeing them at next year's con. And may I say that even though I missed San Francisco, I have fallen in love with Long Beach where the con was held. And maybe it was where we were but the architecture, nightlife, and just general feel of the area was fantastic. All the charming restaurants and cute little stores were just awesome. Walking around at night, there was an Art Walk going on, was a lot of fun. I think I will have to add Long Beach to the list of places that my characters live.

Friday, October 12, 2012

And...it's out!

Jory and Sam's parting shot is out and on sale this weekend because all the authors who are at Yaoi-Con are. Yeah! I hope you all enjoy it, let me know what you think, I look forward to hearing from you.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012


I love Amy Lane's book Dex In Blue. I read it in pieces and I read it all done and when I get to Yaoi-Con, I will pick up the paperback and read it again. Just in case anyone missed it, I simply love it. And so a few months back, Amy wrote a Dex & Kane ficlet, and I get to post it now for your viewing pleasure here on my blog! It's called Twofer and it's not safe for work so if your boss is reading over your shoulder, remember to pull the fire alarm first. Enjoy!

Oh geez-- quiet time? Really? Dex had no meetings, no scenes to oversee, no paperwork... Kane was at school and Frances was at daycare.

He contemplated being bored.

And then he saw his computer and remembered, oh yes! Dex used to play computer games! Let's see... World of Warcraft... when was the last time he'd logged in?

A half an hour later the door burst open. Dex glanced up from beating the holy hell out of a really big troll and saw Kane, his backpack over his shoulder, sweating into the house from the late May inferno.

"You're done already?" he asked, keeping his eye on the screen.

"Finals," Kane said, heading to the water cooler. Dex didn't blame him. It was over one hundred out there. Climate change sucked. Between gulps, Kane managed to ask, "What're you doing home?"

Dex shrugged and fired his mystery weapon. Oh geez-- there went another troll! Go Dex! "Random confluence of circumstance," he muttered. "I can't explain it."

Kane sauntered into the living room, the smell of his heat and his sweat so strong, Dex felt his groin tingling as Kane cleared the kitchen. "I don't even know what you just said," Kane said. "Get off the computer now."

Dex spared a moment to look behind him. "No! I haven't played in months!"

Suddenly Kane was right behind him, so close Dex started to sweat from the heat his massive, muscle-bulked body radiated. Kane bent over and licked his ear. "Dexter, you're not hearing me."

The troll got a good blow in, and Dex grunted--partly from the loss of life points and partly because his groin was swelling suddenly and he was uncomfortable. "You're right next to my ear," he said, trying to keep his concentration.

"Yeah. I'm done with finals."

"Well done," Dex congratulated. He was getting breathless and losing his stupid troll battle. "Seriously, Carlos--I'm proud of you. We should take Frances out to--"

"I'm going to take you into the bedroom and fuck you stupid. Get off the goddamned computer."

Dex made a little sound then, and tried to tell himself it wasn't a whimper. "I was just going to--"

Kane moved, and Dex felt something brush his leg, and his screen went dark.

"Kane, you psycho!" Dex was going to stand up to cop a little attitude, but Kane grabbed his shoulder and whirled him around in the computer chair.

"It's my reward," he said, his brow furrowed, and his eyes narrowed. "We're going to fuck now, okay?"

Dex swallowed hard, his boner practically shot through his cargo shorts, and his entire body washed cold. "Uhm..."

"Go into the bedroom, get the lube, and stretch yourself out," Kane said patiently, and Dex found himself nodding because doing that was suddenly so much better than killing trolls.

"What are you going to do?" he asked, and Kane grimaced.

"I'm going to put Tomas away--"

"He's out!" Dex's hard-on shrunk a little.

"Don't lose your boner--I let him out this morning before I left. But he likes to get comfy with you--I thought I'd put him away so he doesn't get jealous."

"But..." Dex stuttered, not wanting to contemplate the snake crawling up his leg while he and Kane were...

"I'm gonna get him. Go in and get ready."

Dex just looked at him, helplessly.

"I mean it, Dexter. Finals. I studied. Go get fucking naked. The first time's gonna be quick."

Dex's erection returned with interest. God... Kane had been studying for a week. Dex missed sex with him, missed the way their bodies felt together, and missed the smell of his sweat and his semen and his...

He shoved past Kane at a run, stripping clothes as he went. His erection didn't go away when the air hit it--in fact, it felt like it got bigger, more swollen, more... oh God. He shoved the blankets down off the bed and pulled the lube out, wanting to stroke himself first before he--

"Don't put lube on your dick!" Kane called out from Frances's room, where the big reptile cages sat, and Dex whined.


"I've got plans!"

Dex sighed, and concentrated on bending over, fingering his asshole gently at first--it had been a while, and stroking lube on it and around it and oh yeah... right... in.. side...

Oh God. A week? It felt like a year. He slid two fingers in and groaned and shuddered. Okay, so he didn't get to slaughter trolls. It was all good... slide, retreat, slide, retreat...

Kane's massive heat entered the room, and Dex could smell his sweat again. He shuddered and thrust his fingers in deeper. Suddenly Kane was there, licking his ass cheek, kissing up to his spine, up further, licking the sweat off Dex's body as he went. Dex had to pull his fingers out so he could hold his weight and push up, and Kane kept kissing, to his neck and the hollow of his ear and...

"Ohhhhh..." Dex groaned, just so happy to have their bodies touching. Behind him, he felt Kane's cock, pressed against his backside.

"Missed you," Kane murmured, licking his ear, and down his neck again. "Need to touch you. 's that okay?"

"Are you still going to fuck me?" Dex pleaded, and Kane honest-to-god growled. His big hand suddenly pressed between Dex's shoulder blades and shoved him down, ass up, as Kane positioned his cock with experience and thrust in.

Dex groaned into the mattress, his whole body lit up like the June sky. Oh baby, Kane was home.

Kane pulled back and thrust, starting an easy, mid-speed rhythm that was almost too slow and almost not hard enough. Dex was about to open his mouth and say something about stop teasing, dammit! when he opened his eyes instead and froze.

"Kane?" he squeaked.

"Workin' here," Kane hissed, and Dex realized that the teasing was as hard on him as it was on Dex.

"Did you put away the fuckin' lizard?" Dex asked, and looked up again, meeting eyes with the enigmatic Ms. Darcy the iguana.

Kane's rhythm didn't even falter. "Unlike Tomas, she's got no interest in your balls." He drove forward hard, and Dex's attention was suddenly on his ass and not on the damned lizard.

"God..."Dex hissed. "Kane..."

"If I go faster will you forget about the iguana?" Kane was already going faster, and Dex whimpered, closing his eyes and reaching down to stroke himself.

"Go harder too," he begged, and Kane obliged, fucking him hard into the mattress, stretching his ass and hitting his spot and Dex's hand on his cock...

"Ooooohhh... oh God..." he almost wept. It felt good. So good... but he was going to come and it was too soon... "I don't wanna yet..." he gasped, and Kane thrust harder.

"Come," he groaned. "C'mon... fuckin' come so we can do this again!"

And that did it. Dex groaned from his stomach and his entire cock/balls/ass/taint area gave a huge, almost painful throb, and suddenly he was clenching his ass around Kane's cock and spurting come all over himself, convulsing and screaming and oh gaaawwwwwdddddd!!!! "Fuuuckkk!!!!"

Kane gave a shout behind him and drove in one more time (as much as he could-- Dex was clenching too tightly to give him much room,) and suddenly he was coming and coming and coming, his semen sliding out around his cock as Dex continued to spasm. Kane collapsed on top of him and Dex laid there, panting, sweating, and...

And looking the fucking iguana in the eye.

"Kane," he panted, because Kane wasn't moving, and the guy was heavy.


"How come all your scaly things are gay?"

"What?" Kane rolled off of him in shock.

"Your male snake wants to sleep with my balls and your female iguana wants to watch us fuck and get off on her own." Dex turned his head so he could watch Kane think about this. He loved the way Kane's eyes unfocused when he was turning his thoughts inward. It made Dex so proud of him, and the unusual way he thought, the perfect, simple way his mind worked.

"You know, I've got no idea," Kane said after a moment. Then he grinned. "Really, as long as I'm the one sleeping with your balls and you don't make me get off on my own, I could give a fuck."

Dex grinned at him, sleepy and sated, and then Kane's brown eyes started to sharpen in their focus.

"Which reminds me, Dexter. Roll over. I wanna clean you off with my mouth."

"Gungungh..." His brain shut off again, just like the computer, and he couldn't even think of why he should make Kane go take the lizard back to her enclosure. Kane shoved him over on his back and then sucked Dex's erection into his hot mouth, lifting his head to say, "Play with your nipples. That makes you hard faster," before trying to slurp Dex's brains through the end of his cock like a straw.

Dex sure hoped that damned iguana enjoyed the show, cause she got a twofer.

Monday, October 8, 2012

One more time

It's the Rainbow Awards: Cover Contest Round 4. If you would please take a sec and vote for Acrobat and the others, I would appreciate it. Here's the link:
thank you so much everyone. :)

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Yaoi-Con here I come!

So this Thursday, October 11th,  I am off to Yaoi-Con where I will not only buy too much, but also turn into a raving fangirl when I go see Jo Chen, visit the Starfighter table and see the Teahouse ladies. I will also hug fans and my fellow authors at Dreamspinner way too tight.

I go a little nuts at the con every year. I blame October. It is my very favoritest month of the year for lots of reasons but one of them, certainly, is that there is always Yaoi-Con. When we moved from Hawaii, my husband came to realize how extensive my library was. Yes, there's a lot of boy-love books on my shelves. And I have my very favorites and the ones that I would actually loan out. I never loan anyone anything that I worry about getting back. It's terrible, I know, but it's better then holding a grudge or being mad.

I was hoping that I could get In These Words Volume 7 (which is the picture there on top) at the con but it looks like it won't make it. I love this manga/story and not because of the content because it's WAY out of my comfort zone and I don't believe in non-con pain. I love it because it's gorgeous to look at (hello, it's Jo Chen, the woman can't draw anything that isn't stunning) and the depiction of obsession is fascinating. I could never write anything like it because for me, there has to be love. I realize as I get older that though it would be so much cooler to be dark, I'm a total shmoopy romantic.

But so I will be there at the con Friday, Saturday and Sunday, so if you're in Long Beach, pop by the DSP table and say hello. I hope to see you there!

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Contest for But For You

Chris at Stumbling Over Chaos is running a contest for Jory and Sam's last book so if you have a second, pop over there and put your name in. Good Luck. :)