Saturday, June 26, 2010

New Contract News and an Excerpt

Happy to finally announce my latest coming soon...The Swap, which will be coming out from Amber Quill Press in September as part of their Working Stiffs series. I'm very happy to join AQP's ranks with some amazing authors--including, of course, our beloved Shawn Lane, who is right next to me on the available soon page. Love it!

Here's a blurb to tide you over until this fall!

When layoffs hit Jim LaRue's company, his first concern isn't for his own job, it's for his friend and co-worker, Tommy Graves. Tommy's coming off a bad year, finally made better by a house he's closing on in two weeks. Losing his job would mean losing the house, and his new-found lease on life. Jim can't let that happen to the man he's come to love, so he proposes a swap: his own job for Tommy's.

Now suddenly out of work, Jim reluctantly accepts a job helping Tommy remodel his house. Having the work is great, but it chafes Jim's pride to be employed by his friend and lover. When he gets his first paycheck, Jim can't stand being a charity case any longer and calls it quits, but not before a defensive Tommy tells him he doesn't need him.

On the outs, they still manage to get outted at work, and all at once a huge barrier to their happiness vanishes. Can Tommy and Jim finally make this swap work in their favor?


Monday is the release day for the second book in my Vampires & Mages & Weres, Oh My! series, Through The Red Door. Eventually, the characters in this book will be tied in with ones from A Pint Light, but for now it's a completely stand-alone read.

Here's an excerpt:

Kyrian watched with keen interest as the high-strung agent practically shoved the potential buyer out the door. He couldn’t stifle a chuckle as a strange wince of discomfort crossed the man’s face.

Oooh, not nice, Kyrian. You’d better watch it. One of these days you’re going to laugh at the wrong person.

It was his worst fault unfortunately, schadenfreude, which had caused him no end of trouble over the years. He just couldn’t help laughing at inappropriate times. An automatic reaction to anything unusual.

His victim whipped around, and for a moment, Kyrian thought his day of reckoning had actually come. But the dangerous, feral glint in those dark eyes changed in quick succession to shock then something like distaste.

A born people-pleaser, Kyrian felt a stab of disappointment at the look of disdain. He glanced down at himself in reflex to check his appearance. Nothing obviously out of place. He was actually dressed fairly nicely for a day at home. Maybe the guy just didn’t like shaggy hair. He was very clean-cut, bordering militaristic in his grooming, severely shaped almost black hair with a hint of wave to it above a smoothly shaven face.

A man’s lips moved, and that’s when Kyrian realised that Michael Franti and Spearhead were still happily ‘Say Hey’ing in his ear. He quickly pulled out the earpieces.

“Hi there. Sorry about laughing. I don’t know why I did that.”

Tall, Dark and Dangerous narrowed his eyes, apparently at the reminder of Kyrian’s faux pas, and said something incomprehensible in a deep, almost gravelly voice. Ah ha, a foreigner.

No comprende,” he apologised.

His visitor actually rolled his eyes in disgust. At him! Kyrian would’ve jumped to his feet to tell him off if he didn’t have the flipping cast on his ankle.
His visitor angrily spouted off more gibberish in whatever language he was speaking, and Kyrian rolled his own eyes in response, which apparently wasn’t very well received since suddenly the man was looming threateningly over him.

Trapped in the chaise lounge, at his mercy, Kyrian could only freeze and hope the man wouldn’t get violent.

Holding out his hands in what he hoped was the universal symbol for wait a sec, he tried placating the aggressor. “Hey, hey, I’m sorry, okay? I. Don’t. Understand. You,” he enunciated. Using basic body language, he thumped his chest, shook his head, and tapped his temple as he tried Tarzan-esque simplicity. “Me no understand.”

“Oh for fuck’s sake!” The man threw up his hands as if Kyrian was the one acting like an idiot.

“Geez, why didn’t you just speak English in the first place? That would be the logical language to start with considering the country we’re in.” Kyrian snarked as he tried to keep his lips from twitching into another inappropriate smile. The whole thing really was pretty funny in a weird way. “I’m Kyrian.”

“Kyrian…?” the other man prompted.

Kyrian quirked his brow. Liked to get formal, did he? “De Angelo.”

The other man winced and groaned, “Oh, that’s fucking original,” and shook his head with a huff.

What the heck? “Say buddy, where do you get off laughing at my name? And you haven’t told me your name to make fun of.”

“I’m Seth.”

“Seth…?” Kyrian mocked Seth’s earlier tone.

He shrugged with a deliberate smirk. “Just Seth.”

Kyrian gasped with outrage and was about to attempt rising to confront him, cast or no cast, when Seth leaned closer to him and inhaled. No two ways about it—he sniffed him. Okay, this was getting a bit odd, even for him. He needed to nip this visit in the bud.

“Okay, just Seth.” Kyrian watched warily as a contented look crossed the man’s face for the first time, turning it into something serene and beautiful. “Thanks for visiting the house. Hope you liked it. Uh—”
Seth dropped to his knees, heavily lidded eyes locked on Kyrian’s startled ones, and wasted no time in claiming a toe-curling, bone-melting kiss.


Hope you enjoyed the guys in, and partially out of, their dress attire! Don't forget to vote in this week's poll!

Saturday, June 19, 2010


Yes, the move is OVER! I'm am living in my shiny new house (well, new to me), and just love it. I'm actually sitting in my very echoey old house right now since the internet won't be up at the new one until Monday. Since we're only 3 miles away, a middle of the night trip to "connect" only made sense. ;)

Now there is still some significant unpacking and arranging to be done, at least one more trip to IKEA, more furniture coming, and of course, the internet install. Plus I have 6 days to get this house ready for the renters. But by this time next week, I imagine my life will be quite a bit more leisurely than it has been of late. Which will translate into more writing time!!

Monday, June 14, 2010

This and That

Have some exciting contract news I hope to be able to share by next week. Stay tuned!

My life is all about boxes and deliveries right now. The official move is on Saturday, but since the new house is only 3 miles away, the small and / or weird stuff is getting shuttled over a Pilot-load at a time. This house is beginning to echo. New house is starting to really take shape with the new living room furniture that came Saturday--which was immediately christened by a sleepover that night by everyone in the family except me...I got the "old" house to myself. Poor me. ;) Get the brand new fridge tomorrow, and hitting IKEA on Wednesday. Pick up the moving van Friday night. Nope, no movers...unless you count hub and his buddies. ;)

Friday, June 4, 2010

TGIF--What A Writing Week!

TGIF! And what a week it's been. I barely have the chops to put together this blog post...I've written over 20K this week (so far), and completed and submitted two manuscripts. One already has a release date of August 9th, my Seasoned Women story, Sex On Summer Sabbatical, so it was relief to finally wrap that up! The other was an unplanned m/m novella titled The Swap, which I'll be inbox stalking for. :) I also am halfway through a m/m shifter short story titled Pride And Joey, which I'm hoping to wrap up this weekend.