OUT NOW!!!

Okay, out now for some people.  

The rest of us will have to wait until tomorrow.

Meet Kayne Henderson  & Jacen Ives

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Out Now!!!

Lancaster's Way #1

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This is where you get the first introduction into the likes of the men from a the small town of Lancaster's Way... It is the first  line to some very interesting stories and I hope you all enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy writing them. Book two: A Different Way Of Seeing will be Chase's story.

I Fucked Up!

Well you think I would get it right - BUT NOOOOO!!! I had to go and stuff it up. Erica gave me the simplest of instructions and still I got it wrong. So I have just spent the last hour or so of going through and fixing the last bit of homework for this years Blog Hop.

As you can see we have a pretty new badge for next years hop. I will have to attach it to my blog so it is on display. I will even remember to link it to the Hops own Blog which is maintained by Erica Pike - our fearless whip cracking leader - shh! don't tell her I said that.

We are in the process of fine-lining things so that next year it is much smoother, at least we will know what we are doing next time.

Another Awesome Review

Here is another awesome Review for my Vamp Boys... It has given me stuff to think about concerning Christian's future... but all in a good way. so check it out and leave a comment if you wish.

Gayrotic Reviews

Sam Singer: Beholding Beauty.

I just love this cover

I just wanted to share this wonderful story with everyone - so do yourself a favour and check it out.

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Releasing June  27th 2012

Blurb:

Craig Ryan’s modeling dreams crashed and burned on the streets of LA. Still, a man has to eat, and the escort biz pays well, and the sex isn’t bad. Actually, Craig enjoys his new job and benefits. That is, until a client called Dee hires him. Dee is a mystery. He keeps his face hidden and prohibits touching, even when touching his mouthwatering body becomes Craig’s fantasy. 

Falling for a customer was never in Craig’s plans. But wrapped inside Dee’s peculiar requirements, there’s a sense of loneliness and pain that strikes deep within Craig, awakening his own need for something more—something with a future beyond one-night stands.

Excerpt:

The elevator stopped and opened directly into the luxurious penthouse; it was huge with an open floor plan, elegantly furnished, and smelled faintly of sandalwood and leather. The kitchen gleamed with top-of-the-line chrome appliances. There was a nicely sized, but not ostentatious, LCD television to the left of a fireplace surrounded by built-in mahogany bookcases crammed full of books. The floors were gleaming hardwood with beautiful, intricate Persian rugs here and there. On the coffee table was an array of magazines—Time, Newsweek, Men’s Health, GQ, The Advocate, and Details—along with a book of erotic male photography. The entire west wall was made up of floor-to-ceiling windows that provided a spectacular view of the city at sunset, and there standing in front of them, looking out, had to be his client.

He was big, not overweight, but tall, lean, and most likely muscular if the broad shoulders were anything to go by. His hair was to his shoulders, dark, brown probably, and thick. He looked to be impeccably dressed in dark slacks and shirt—silk, Craig guessed. Despite a couple of years in the escort business and being plenty jaded, Craig was intrigued. He wished the man would turn around. He’d love to see if the front was as appealing as the back.

“I’m Craig,” Craig said evenly.

“I’m Dee,” his client said in a deep voice, not turning to face Craig.

Craig took a few uncertain steps closer. “I hope I’m what you wanted.”

“You’re fine,” his client replied shortly.

Craig frowned and his brows knitted together in puzzlement. How could he think Craig was fine when he hadn’t even turned to look at him? The first tendrils of unease began to unfurl inside him. This guy was big, strong, and could easily overpower Craig. Not that Craig was a slouch, but he didn’t have the muscle mass his client seemed to under his expensive clothes, and this guy was at least three inches taller than him.

There was a low mechanical hum, and the curtains began to close over the windows, shutting out the weak light from the setting sun. A second later the television clicked on.

“Have a seat, Craig,” Dee said, motioning to the overstuffed suede sofa.

Craig swallowed and nodded even though Dee couldn’t see. He sank down into the plush sofa but kept Dee in his line of sight. The curtains closed completely, and the only light came from the glow of the television and the dim recessed lights in the kitchen. Craig didn’t like this, didn’t like not being able to see his client, not being able to judge his reactions.

“Do you have a favorite genre of film?” his client asked, moving away from the windows and over to sit beside Craig. Craig looked over at Dee but couldn’t really make out any facial features because of the dim lighting, and Dee’s hair was obscuring his face. It didn’t exactly make Craig feel better about this situation.

Spruiking Rights!

Death Metal Band ~ Disentomb

Band's current line up:

Tom "Pox" Joice ~ Bass

Henri Sison ~ Drums

Jake Wilkes ~ Guitars

Jordon "Jord" Philp ~ Vocals

Jake, Henri & Jordon are all ex memebers of the Death Metal band Cadaverine)

My Awesome Nephew

Okay here is why I am spruiking about this Death Metal Band. 

1) My nephew is part of the line up. 

2) They will be soon supporting some huge arse band (can't think of their name)

3) And just because they are awesome

Album

Sunken Chambers of Nephilim

Disentomb's My Space

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A Little Piece Of Me!

I saw this picture on face book about hearing voices in our heads and thought it was funny:  After reading this and thinking about it for awhile I realised this is so true. As a writer I do have voices talking in my head... I don't think a day goes by where I don't have one character or the another vying for attention of some kind. Usually Vladimir keeps them all under control but I have days now when even Vlad says, "Fuck it: have fun and run wild."

Here is a review for TLOM 1: Rules Are Meant To Be Broken click on the link to read it.

The Armchair Reader