The sixth book in my ‘Dirty Little’ series is now available at eXtasy 
Books! The story—which contains m/m and menage scene(s) and elements of the following genres: Contemporary, Erotica, GLBT, Horror, Love Story, Paranormal—continues to follow Jay and her demon slaying pals. Here’s the blurb and excerpt ~
What happens in hell—stays in hell.
Demon slayers Jay, Keg and The Cleaner have ended up in hell, all brought down to the fiery pit for different reasons. TC and Keg are on a mission to save Jay while battling their own demons and discovering new feelings. Alone and under the sway of Ash, Jay has found herself torn between the love of a man and a devil—and sexually frustrated for the latter. Can the trio escape before their lives are changed forever?
For your best reading experience the Dirty Little books should be read in the following order: Secret, Lie, Trip, Girl, Demons, Boys
~ PG EXCERPT ~
Hot, moist air wisped into Keg's ear. A shiver ran down his side. Fighting the passionate urge rising in him for TC, he turned and came face to face with the top of the man's chest. "Excuse me?" TC's lightly tanned skin smelled of musk and rich spices. Keg caught a sigh before it left his mouth.
"We're in hell, Dorothy." TC chuckled.
"Please don't call me, Dorothy." He placed his hands on TC's chest and pushed. The big man didn't budge. He tilted his head back to give TC a piece of his mind. The man offered a crooked, sexy smile. Keg snapped his mouth shut, let out an exasperated huff of air. Seemed that his new friend was enjoying his unease. He needed to turn the conversation around. "So how did I get here? Why do you need help? You don't exactly look like the damsel in distress."
TC puffed out his chest. The skin over his pectorals rippled. "Jay's here."
"What? Jay's…here?"
TC's face grew grim. His hauntingly handsome eyes peered at him as he nodded his head.
Damn. He's telling the truth. "How? She's in a coma at UMC."
"The shell of her physical self is there. The rest, the parts of her that make up her, are here. Just as your body is lying on your kitchen floor. Just as mine is in my secret home location where I got jumped." TC shook his head. "Our spirits have materialized in the devil's realm into solid form." He held up a hand. "Don't ask me the particulars. I have no clue about physics or whatever. It's somehow a matter of focusing on the person and pulling on their spirit. This place aids in the process."
"So we're not dead then?"
"You, me and Jay, no. As for the other humans here, can't say. But it's a good thing I got caught when I did. Jay seems to be in some sort of trouble that goes beyond merely being here. Every time I try to sleep, I hear her telepathic cries for help. How I'm connected to her all of the sudden, I don't know. In our brief chats, I've told her to relax, that I'd find a way out. She's warned me she's heavily guarded, is a demon's pet. If it weren't for all the minions surrounding her all the time, I would have barged in and rescued her by now. But part of being a highly skilled warrior is knowing when to call in backup. I didn't feel it'd be prudent to fight this battle alone."
"So you called on me to help you. Why me?"
"That's a good question. Well, you're the one I've—" TC's gaze narrowed as distinct, obnoxious laughter trilled outside the cavern.
To buy the book visit: http://tinyurl.com/dirtylittleboys
For background on the series, visit:
http://crmoss.blogspot.com/2010/11/such-dirty-little-stories.html
Happy Reading!
C.R. Moss
What happens in hell—stays in hell.
Demon slayers Jay, Keg and The Cleaner have ended up in hell, all brought down to the fiery pit for different reasons. TC and Keg are on a mission to save Jay while battling their own demons and discovering new feelings. Alone and under the sway of Ash, Jay has found herself torn between the love of a man and a devil—and sexually frustrated for the latter. Can the trio escape before their lives are changed forever?
For your best reading experience the Dirty Little books should be read in the following order: Secret, Lie, Trip, Girl, Demons, Boys
~ PG EXCERPT ~
Hot, moist air wisped into Keg's ear. A shiver ran down his side. Fighting the passionate urge rising in him for TC, he turned and came face to face with the top of the man's chest. "Excuse me?" TC's lightly tanned skin smelled of musk and rich spices. Keg caught a sigh before it left his mouth.
"We're in hell, Dorothy." TC chuckled.
"Please don't call me, Dorothy." He placed his hands on TC's chest and pushed. The big man didn't budge. He tilted his head back to give TC a piece of his mind. The man offered a crooked, sexy smile. Keg snapped his mouth shut, let out an exasperated huff of air. Seemed that his new friend was enjoying his unease. He needed to turn the conversation around. "So how did I get here? Why do you need help? You don't exactly look like the damsel in distress."
TC puffed out his chest. The skin over his pectorals rippled. "Jay's here."
"What? Jay's…here?"
TC's face grew grim. His hauntingly handsome eyes peered at him as he nodded his head.
Damn. He's telling the truth. "How? She's in a coma at UMC."
"The shell of her physical self is there. The rest, the parts of her that make up her, are here. Just as your body is lying on your kitchen floor. Just as mine is in my secret home location where I got jumped." TC shook his head. "Our spirits have materialized in the devil's realm into solid form." He held up a hand. "Don't ask me the particulars. I have no clue about physics or whatever. It's somehow a matter of focusing on the person and pulling on their spirit. This place aids in the process."
"So we're not dead then?"
"You, me and Jay, no. As for the other humans here, can't say. But it's a good thing I got caught when I did. Jay seems to be in some sort of trouble that goes beyond merely being here. Every time I try to sleep, I hear her telepathic cries for help. How I'm connected to her all of the sudden, I don't know. In our brief chats, I've told her to relax, that I'd find a way out. She's warned me she's heavily guarded, is a demon's pet. If it weren't for all the minions surrounding her all the time, I would have barged in and rescued her by now. But part of being a highly skilled warrior is knowing when to call in backup. I didn't feel it'd be prudent to fight this battle alone."
"So you called on me to help you. Why me?"
"That's a good question. Well, you're the one I've—" TC's gaze narrowed as distinct, obnoxious laughter trilled outside the cavern.
To buy the book visit: http://tinyurl.com/dirtylittleboys
For background on the series, visit:
http://crmoss.blogspot.com/2010/11/such-dirty-little-stories.html
Happy Reading!
C.R. Moss
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