This is not my family or in anyway connected to my family, yet I found it too beautiful and funny not to share it with everyone. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did and I hope the couple spend many wonderful years together just because they can.
Sunday 17 June 2012
Shit That Pisses Me Off!
Why a I pissed off you may ask: because I just got a heap of legal documents and they spelt my fucking name wrong... You would think with the amount they charge an hour they could at least get something as simple as my name right. And the bit that pisses me off the most is they only have it wrong on half the documents (or in different parts of the document). It drives me nuts. Okay, rant over. Tomorrow I will have a new instalment of Jettermane for you all to read.
Saturday 16 June 2012
OUT NOW!!!
Friday 15 June 2012
Out Now!!!
Lancaster's Way #1 |
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.
Thursday 14 June 2012
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.
Wednesday 13 June 2012
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.
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.
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.
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