a look at Iyana Jenna & 'Strictly Professional' @IyanaJenna @evernightpub #Gay #Sweet

Hi! Thank you for having me on your blog. I hope you and your readers are going to enjoy what I have here. This short story was released previously as a part of an anthology, Just Desserts. When it was no longer out there, Evernight adopted it. I’m so thankful for them. This is an MM sweet short story with the stress on the sweet. ^_^

Strictly Professional

Published By: Evernight Publishing Published: March 23, 2016 Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Word Count: 10,500 Heat Index

Blurb

As the only senior graphic designer at Downey Handbags, Zane Kotsky expected to become the head of the creative art department when the company planned to expand its business. His hope crashed when it turned out that the company wanted someone from outside to be the manager. Knowing that, Zane planned to leave the place at once, but that was before he met the man who would become his boss, Joachim Wessling. This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing.

Excerpt

“Downey must be very lucky to have you.” The kid—because that was what he was to Joachim, a kid—stared at him a bit too long. “Watch the road.” Zane snickered, and switched his attention back to the traffic ahead. “Lucky. Yeah, I’d call it lucky they decided not to kick me out after denying me what should have been mine by right.” Joachim hadn’t expected to hear those words. “I'm sorry. I don't have any idea what you're talking about.” Zane sucked in a harsh breath.

“God, I'm sorry. That was totally uncalled for. Forget what I said, okay? And enjoy your stay here. People at Downey are the best, or I wouldn't have lasted this long.” Joachim frowned. Honestly, he didn’t know this would be the case. When they’d invited him to join the company, there was no talk that someone else might be qualified to be the head of the art department. In fact, he was under the impression that there hadn't been an art department before, only a small division under a larger unit. “You know, I can always talk to Mr. Downey and set things straight.” Joachim had never before seen an expression change from slight panic to utter horror. “No,” Zane practically shouted. “You can't tell him that. You have to promise you'll never talk to Mr. Downey about the things I said. I'll be happy to work under you. Work together with you. It was just a spur-of-the-moment outburst. Promise me, please?” Joachim tried to think past the words work under you, and Zane's pleas didn't help the matter. He took a deep breath and gazed ahead. “Okay, I promise not to say anything, though I’d prefer it if we're all open and honest and don't hide things from each other.” “I’ve been open and honest with you.” “Yeah, and I bet you regret it.”

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A look at Iyana Jenna & 'Character Obsession' @IyanaJenna @evernightpub #Gay #romance

Today we have author Iyana Jenna visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Reading, watching movies, and being unable to find exactly the thing she wanted to read have led Iyana to write her own stories, mostly about man-on-man romance that has fascinated her since as early as the Starsky and Hutch era. Teaching and writing English course books during the day, Iyana spend her nights mostly dreaming of love stories between two men who are protective toward each other.

What are you going to tell us about today?

* Thank you so much for having me on your blog today. I visited with my re-released title, Character Obsession. It was published by my publisher, Breathless Press, but they were closed some time ago. I am so grateful that Evernight adopted this story. I was so happy with some additional parts suggested by my editor here in Evernight. I think they were a great idea!
Title: Character Obsession | Publisher: Evernight Publishing | Genre: MM Contemporary Romance | Word count: 14,800 | Heat Level: 3 ~ Blurb ~ * Chase Riley, a Hollywood actor, is kidnapped. One of the abductors, Luke Nelson, is delusional and thinks that Chase is Elliot, the character Chase plays in his procedural cop series on TV. Luke plans to replay what happened to Elliot on the show with Chase. The worse thing is that Luke gets help from his father who seems to be as crazy as his son.
* Chase’s boyfriend, co-actor Aidan Buffett, is on a trip with his sister when Chase is abducted. He grows worried when his call to Chase goes unanswered. Will he ever see his boyfriend again?
This is a previously published work. It has been edited for Evernight Publishing.
Be Warned: m/m sex ~ Excerpt ~ * Chase’s mind whirled and before he thought of anything else, he grabbed the door and threw himself out—or so he thought. The man was faster. A lot faster. He seized Chase by his jacket and just—stabbed him in his side. Chase caught his breath, and for some time he didn’t realize what happened. He sucked in a breath and whimpered when the guy yanked the knife out none too gently. Chase felt his world darken so he didn’t notice when the man slipped out of the car, came to be at the driver’s door, and wrenched him out from behind the steering wheel. As his breathing turned labored, Chase grappled at the source of the pain on his side and winced as he grasped it.
* “Come on. Move.” The guy grabbed him by the shoulder and pushed Chase in front of him.
* Chase swayed in the man’s clutches, but he pulled himself up as he controlled his breath.
* Chase attempted to plant his feet as he was dragged up the stairs, but the pain had become too much and he could only comply. At one time the man rested him against the wall, took off his sunglasses, and pulled down his jacket hood, revealing himself. Chase gasped. The man was practically the mirror image of that Bob Nelson he met earlier at the diner, only rounder and much sturdier. And also a lot younger. What worried Chase was this man took off his disguise and didn’t seem too concerned he could recognize him. Not like Chase would be able to escape him and go to the cops, anyway. He was too sluggish to even move. They’d come in the back door, but not much attention was given to them by those at the front desk. Chase suspected that the man had stayed in the hotel long enough that he’d become just another familiar face.
* The man’s grip tighten around his arm, but Chase kept his glare toward the receptionist in an attempt to get his attention—which failed totally—for the guy kept his head down. As his abductor dragged him toward the elevator, Chase palmed his side and lifted his hand with dread. It was damp and deep red with blood.
* “Don’t do anything you’re going to regret,” the guy whispered to his ear as they got into the elevator, which, to Chase’s dismay, was empty. “I don’t want to have to kill you, Elliot. I love you.”
* Chase turned cold at the mention of his character’s name. “I’m not Elliot,” he choked out. “I’m Chase.”
* “Hush.” The man pulled Chase’s back against him, wrapping his long, muscled arm around Chase’s shoulders, waving the knife before Chase’s eyes.
* Chase began to tremble. Buy Character Obsession here... Evernight Publishing | All Romance eBooks | Amazon - US | Amazon - AU | Amazon - CA | Amazon - UK | BookStrand | Smashwords Find Iyana Jenna here... Amazon Author Page | Blog | Facebook | Goodreads | Pinterest | Twitter | Website Thank you for joining us here today, Iyana Jenna! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

A Look At J.R Gray & 'Damages Incurred' @booksbygray @evernightpub #gay #BDSM

Today we have author J.R Gray visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* When not staying up all night writing, J.R Gray can be found basking in the warm glow of the Miami sun, or at the gym where it's half assumed Gray is a permanent resident. A dominant, pilot, and sword fighting enthusiast, Gray finds it hard to be in the passenger seat of any car. Gray frequently interrupts real life, including normal sleep patterns, to jot down nonsense. The bane of Gray's existence are commas, and even though it's been fully acknowledged they are necessary, they continue to baf-fle and bewilder.
* If Gray wasn't writing…well, that's not possible. The buildup of untold stories would haunt Gray into an early grave or possibly a mental institution where the tales would end up on the walls in crayon and finger paint. A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Their world is crumbling on the King's shoulders.
* Elliot is missing.
* George has failed and his demons are threatening to swallow him whole.
* Jesse's life is slipping through his fingers.
* Zac is doing everything he can, but he's plagued with flash backs of a life he can't remember.
* Can they get it together to save themselves or Elliot? ~ Excerpt ~ * It was dark when he stepped out into the back entrance of the penthouse. His footsteps echoed through the halls as he walked. George should be in bed as he was generally an early riser, but Jesse half expected him to be consoling his pain with a slave.
* He paused in front of the play room, swallowing hard. What if his actions had been the final straw in George mov-ing on? What if...
* It was too painful to finish the thought. He set his hand on the handle, telling himself he could face what he found inside. He turned it silently and pushed the heavy door forward. It was dark inside, only the lights of the city illuminating the toys spread over the massive wall. The door was soundproof, but now that it was open, all he heard was the light snore of a slave. He closed the door quickly and then pressed a hand into his aching chest. He stalked forward, seeing the flicker of a fire on the wall as he approached the living room.
* He stepped around the corner to find George looking pensive staring into the fire, drink in hand. He paused, waiting for an invitation. One never came. George acted as though he didn't see him. Jesse opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. There wasn't an apology that could even cover the pain he'd put George through.
* He fell to his knees. "Forgive me," he whispered.
* George didn't re-spond. Jesse fell forward pressing his forehead into the cool hardwood floor. Warm hands closed around his arms, dragging him to his feet, and he was enveloped in George’s arms. His eyes started to mist, and he couldn’t catch a full breath. It was all too much to bear. He’d left his heart when he left George, and there were no words for what it felt like to be back here. He buried his face in George’s neck and wrapped his arms around him. George kissed every spot he could reach on Jesse in their position.
* It was so much more than dominant and submissive like this. Jesse’s heart ached. The pain radiated through his bones. He’d been holding off losing it for so long he hadn’t even realize how bad the pain had gotten, how numb he’d been. Find J.R Gray & buy Damages Incurred here... Facebook | Pinterest | The Original Gray on Tumblr (NSFW) | Books by Gray on Tumblr | The Original Gray on Twitter | Books by Gray on Twitter | Website | Evernight Publishing | All Romance eBooks | Amazon - UK | Amazon - US

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Thank you for joining us here today, J.R Gray! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

A Look At Lucy Felthouse & 'Native Tongue' @cw1985 #gay #military #interracial

Today we have author Lucy Felthouse visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women's Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at her website . Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter.

What are you going to tell us about today?
* My M/M Erotic Romance story: Native Tongue.
* Author’s note: Although this story does work as a standalone tale, it’s recommended that you read the first instalment of the characters’ journey first— Desert Heat , which is available from all good retailers.
** For those of you that haven’t yet read Desert Heat either, there’s a great value double pack containing both books available exclusively on Amazon (from 14th May), which is available for lending, and for Kindle Unlimited members. Find the Amazon links for your country HERE **
* Find Native Tongue on Goodreads
A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ They may be back on British soil, but the battle isn’t over.
When Captain Hugh Wilkes fell for his Afghan interpreter, Rustam Balkhi, he always knew things would never be easy. After months of complete secrecy, their return to England should have spelt an end to the sneaking around and the insane risks. But it seems there are many obstacles for them to overcome before they can truly be happy together. Can they get past those obstacles, or is this one battle too many for their fledgling relationship?
~ Excerpt ~ * Captain Hugh Wilkes drummed enthusiastically on the steering wheel of his car as he drove it up the M3 towards London. He sung loudly and tunelessly along to the song on the radio, too, but it didn’t matter. No one could hear him.
* He’d surprised himself by being so chilled out about the volume of Friday evening traffic. He wasn’t the most patient of people, so the slow progress should probably have been increasing his blood pressure, if not leading to full on road rage. But, although he’d have loved to be actually achieving the speed limit, not bumbling along at a mere fifty miles per hour, Wilkes was just glad the traffic was moving at all. Britain’s roads, the motorways in particular, soon came to a standstill if there was so much as a tiny bump between two vehicles. So any progress was better than none.
* Besides, what could he do about it? His only other options to get to London from his base in Wiltshire were a train, or stealing a plane, helicopter or tank. The latter might just cause a little bit of bother, and mean the end of his army career, not to mention criminal charges. The former meant cramming in amongst sweaty, disgruntled commuters. If that wasn’t bad enough, he’d be charged an extortionate amount to do so, probably wouldn’t even get a seat, and would likely be subjected to delays.
* At least driving took him from door to door, with plenty of personal space. And if there were delays, well, he could sit them out from the comfort of his own vehicle, with the climate control set to the perfect temperature, and the radio blasting some of his favourite tunes.
* The next song was even better, and Wilkes’ tuneless wailing became more enthusiastic, as did the drumming on the steering wheel. He was in one hell of a good mood, and if he was truthful with himself, he knew it wasn’t just the fact the M3 was moving at a nice pace. It wasn’t the Friday feeling, either. Sure, both of those things were contributing to his happiness, but the main reason he was grinning like a buffoon was the thought of what awaited him in the capital. Or rather, who.
* Rustam Balkhi. His gorgeous Afghan boyfriend, whom he’d met out in Afghanistan while they were working together for the British Army. Now, with their tour of duty over and the forces’ presence pulled out of the country, the two men had returned to England. Wilkes had gone back to his regular army life in Bulford Camp, near Salisbury. Balkhi was in London, where he’d recommenced the medical training he’d postponed to become an interpreter for the Brits.
* The past few weeks had been somewhat of a whirlwind. Wilkes’ return to the UK had been straightforward, but Balkhi had had to jump through some hoops in order to get back onto his medical course. He’d been willing to start from scratch, but it’d seemed like an awful waste of time, so Wilkes had spoken to his superiors, who’d explained to the university what important work Balkhi had been doing. Fortunately, they’d been persuaded of Balkhi’s commitment and character, and allowed him to pick up where he’d left off. That settled, Balkhi had to pack up, travel back to the UK, find somewhere to live, move in… and all before the start of the next academic term.
* Wilkes had felt terrible. His return had taken place a few weeks before Balkhi’s, so although he’d been granted some leave for R&R, he hadn’t been able to either spend it with Balkhi, or to use it help him with his relocation. By the time Balkhi had set foot on British soil, Wilkes was back to work. And, given nobody knew about the two of them, or even that Wilkes was gay, he couldn’t exactly ask for more leave in order to help his boyfriend move into his new flat.
* Life had conspired against them ever since, so this was the first opportunity they’d had to see each other since saying goodbye in Afghanistan all those weeks ago. They’d communicated via email, text message and phone calls, but it just wasn’t the same. Especially since they’d gone from seeing each other every single day for the best part of six months to not setting eyes on each other for weeks on end.
* Wilkes had struggled terribly in the interim. Life had been tough enough while they were still out in the desert. After weeks and weeks of trying desperately to ignore their growing attraction, they’d finally given in to it. It had been stupid and risky, but, having quickly realised there was more to their attraction than the physical, they’d decided to carry on their relationship in secret while they were in Afghanistan, see how it went, and figure things out once Wilkes’ tour of duty was over. Balkhi had always intended to return to the UK for his studies, so they would, at least, be living in the same country.
Buy Native Tongue here... All Romance eBooks | Amazon - AU | Amazon - CA | Amazon - DE | Amazon - UK | Amazon - US | Barnes & Noble | iBooks - UK | iBooks - US | Smashwords Find Lucy Felthouse here... Facebook | Goodreads | Google+ | LinkedIn | Pinterest | Twitter | Website/Blog | You Tube Thank you for joining us here today, Lucy Felthouse! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

A Look At Jaycee Edward & 'Dragons' @JayceeEdward @evernightpub #Gay #ROTG

Today we have author Jaycee Edward visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Jaycee Edward is no longer seventeen years old but don’t tell her that. She’s actually a tad older and lives in northeast Ohio with her handsome husband and one, big gorgeous dog. She has two grown stepdaughters and is proud to be the ultra-cool Nana to two amazingly incredible grand-teens. Jaycee loves pistol shooting and is has earned her Bar 7 Sharpshooter status in the Winchester/NRA Marksmanship Qualification Program and hopes to someday reach the level of Expert Marksman. She is proud to be the token liberal at her gun range. Jaycee knows way too much about the inner workings of Walt Disney World and anything related to One Direction. She’d love to pull you into the rabbit hole with her. All you have to do is ask. Find her there or contact her through social media.

What are you going to tell us about today?
* My Male/Male, Romance on the Go story, Dragons. A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * A chance encounter in a hospital waiting room between twenty-two year old Will Messina and sixteen year old Josiah Pinkerton ends with a gift of a stuffed dragon off the hospital gift cart and a memory neither of them can shake.
* Five years later, when a lonely, buttoned-up Will ventures into a gay club, he spots a pale, leather-clad specter with violet eyes tracking his every move. Will realizes he’s being watched by the grown version of the boy who’s haunted his thoughts for years.
* Joey recognizes Will, but he’s no longer the sweet, brown-eyed boy worthy of Will’s attention. He’s damaged and defective and lives in a different world than Will now. When his childhood crush makes his way across the bar, Joey doesn’t have time to decide whether to be enchanted or dismayed because, unless he turns and runs, those worlds are about to collide. ~ Excerpt ~ * “Why wouldn’t you go somewhere no one knows you.”
* “What the hell difference does it make?” Will scrunched his face in confusion.
* “So you don’t have to, you know… explain.”
* “Explain what?”
* “Me,” Joey whispered and fidgeted with his place setting. Will reached across the table and took Joey’s hands in his. Joey looked up in shock, but Will’s expression was calm. The waiter came with their salads and Joey frantically tried to pull his hands out of Will’s, but Will didn’t release them until he absolutely had to, in order to make room for their plates. The waiter placed their salads and a basket of rolls wrapped in a linen napkin on the table and took a step back.
* “Can I get you anything else right now, Will?”
* “No, thank you, Trevor,” Will said and the waiter vanished. Will immediately turned his attention back to Joey. “Why in the hell would I have to explain you to anyone?”
* Seriously? He couldn’t be that clueless, could he? Was Will really going to make him spell it out? Joey huffed in frustration. “Look at you.” He waved a hand at Will before sweeping his arm in an arc that encompassed the entire room. “Look at everyone else in here - like you.” He looked at Will and tried not to shrink. “Now, look at me.”
* Will studied him for an uncomfortably long minute, never breaking eye contact. Then, to Joey’s shock, he leaned way out of the booth and eyeballed Joey’s entire length, his gaze raking slowly up and down. Will returned to a normal sitting position and leaned in, lowering his already deep voice.
* “Thanks for that little opportunity. I’ve been dying to check you out all night, but I wasn’t going to be quite that obvious about it.”
* A minute ago, Joey was blushing at his own self-consciousness, but when he met Will’s heated gaze, the blood rushed to his cock, making his inappropriate attire even more inappropriate. He squirmed in an effort to discretely adjust himself, but Will’s sultry smile told him it was no use. Buy Dragons here... All Romance eBooks | Amazon | BookStrand | Evernight Publishing | Find on Goodreads, too Find Jaycee Edward here... Ello | Facebook | Facebook Author Page | Goodreads | Google+ | Tsu | Tumblr | Twitter | Website Thank you for joining us here today, Jaycee Edward! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

A Look At Jacey Holbrand & 'The Gathering' @JaceyHolbrand @evernightpub #gay #scifi #erotic

Today we have author Jacey Holbrand visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Jacey Holbrand believes love comes in all forms and should be celebrated. She’s committed to her muse and writing so she can share those kinds of stories with readers. Hot days. Sexy nights. Come play in her world.
* Jacey loves to hear from readers! eMail her: JaceyHolbrand@gmail.com

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* My sci-fi, futuristic, male/male story, with steampunk elements, The Gathering. It's the first in a series called The Glorious Guild of Lady Windsurfer.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* I originally wrote this story for Evernight's Planet Alpha series. It didn't fit the series, but they offered me a R & R, so I re-worked the story into what it is now.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Alexander: charming, sexy, commanding, romantic, alien

Describe the second hero in five words.
* Jake: smart, caring, funny, sexy, human

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* Nicola. She's spunky. Plus, if it weren't for her, Alexander and Jake may not have met.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* 'They were now two beings with loving spirits entwined forever by a special bond.'

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ The year is 2112, and the world has changed…
* Jake Landry is interested in having some fun. He’s in Las Vegas, newly single and just off his most recent tour of duty. In Vegas he has met up with his old friend Nicola Goodheart, a scientist and inventor who studies portals, other worlds, and strange beings. Jake has also met and become enamored with Alexander, a gorgeous man with violet eyes. Jake goes with Nic on a portal finding mission, and they all end up in Alexander’s alien world.
* Recruiter Alexander Bloodworth is interested in Jake for himself and in Nicola for placement in a pleasure house on his home planet of Aurath. When he hears word one of his people’s enemies are after Nicola and Jake, he goes to save them both, even at the peril of losing his job.
* Will they risk their hopes and dreams—Alexander and Jake for a chance at love and Nicola for her career—or will they falter and lose everything anyway?
Be Warned: m/m sex ~ Excerpt ~ * “Frottage?”
* Pleased the color started to return to Alexander’s skin, Jake smiled and rubbed Alexander’s arm, loving the way his brow knit together when he became perplexed. “It’s also known as dry humping or sex without penetration. We can rub and grind on each other to achieve an orgasm. It’ll get us over the hump.” He chuckled. “No pun intended. It’ll get us by until we’re where we have access to protection.”
* “Sounds acceptable to me.” Alexander captured Jake’s mouth in another kiss and the only time he stopped kissing him was to pull Jake’s shirt over his head.
* They mimicked each other’s touches—running their hands up each other’s smooth chests, tracing the dips and curves of their muscles, enticing nipples. When Alexander latched onto one of Jake’s hard nubs, Jake sucked in a stream of air. Alexander’s lips on his body were like heaven and hell. Heaven because their silky touch sent delightful vibes through him, and hell because whenever Alexander trailed down toward his pulsing cock, he didn’t take it in his mouth or lick or kiss it.
* “Come on, Alexander. Quit teasing me.”
* “What do you want me to do? I want to hear it. Tell me.”
* Alexander’s rumbling commands sent more heat racing through Jake’s veins and down into his cock. Jake didn’t know his dick could get harder than it already was, but it had. He gazed straight into the alien’s stormy purple eyes. “I want you, Alexander. I want you to take me in that beautiful mouth of yours. I want you to suck me dry.”
* The alien rose from the couch and towered over Jake before he dropped to his knees in front of him. Alexander reached out and grabbed the top of Jake’s pants, then yanked them down and off his body. Jake’s cock stood, bobbing to and fro as he resettled on the couch.
* “Spread your legs, Jake.”

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A Look At Theodora Marie Adams & 'Galactic Treasure' @changelingpress @GoddessFish #Gay #SciFi

Today we have author Theodora Marie Adams visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Theodora is an avid traveler who discovered Japanese manga and anime in her youth, closely followed by yaoi. She’s been in love with pretty boys who love equally attractive men since then. Theodora can usually find her in a local coffee shop drinking black tea and typing furiously.

What are you going to tell us about today?
* My M/M Sci-Fi Romance available now from Changeling Press: Galactic Treasure.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Connor Masterson has finally managed to take some time off and go to Earth Con. For three days and nights, he’s going to get his geek on without worrying about work or the latest edition of his science fiction manga novel. He never expected to find two men who embody all his dreams and fantasies there and certainly not right after signing in.
* Neither Valvik nor Zaraheed are looking forward to their current assignment: go to the Earth Con located in Austin, Texas and track down any and all rumors on the Ark scrolls, an ancient collection needed for the betterment of their dying people. Neither warrior expects to be drawn to a human, especially the same one.
* The two men are determined to stay as low key as possible while searching for the scrolls, but that might be hard to do with an intergalactic killer wants the scrolls for himself. ~ Excerpt ~ * Connor turned his head to the left to look into Victor’s lavender eyes. They appeared luminescent even in the dark bar. He swore they shined as though backlit with light. Whatever company made Victor’s contacts had done a wonderful job. If Connor didn’t know for a fact that nothing human could have that eye color, well, he would swear they were real. Though he knew they were fake, there was no denying what looking into those eyes did to him. His cock swelled, his heart pounded, and thinking became rocket science. “Uh,” he stammered out intelligently.
* Victor’s lips tilted up just the slightest bit at the edge. Connor got the distinct impression Victor was trying very hard not to laugh at him. He should’ve been offended, but he wasn’t. Instead he found an answering half smile on his own mouth. Yeah, he was totally acting like a starstruck teen, but he couldn’t help it. These men perfectly embodied what he wanted in a man. Things he never thought he’d get in one -- or in this case, two -- packages.
* “Come. Join us. We promise you will not regret your decision,” Zack said.
* He didn’t doubt, not after what happened just minutes ago in the back of the taxi. The question was should he keep going, allow this thing between them to go where it wanted. He could walk away, call it quits, but did he want to?
* Connor tilted his head slightly to the right to look at him. His eyes were a dark amber color, no less alien than his friend’s.
* When he was ten Connor realized he wasn’t like his classmates and liked boys. Since then he’d been blessed and cursed to meet some truly fascinating guys, men he couldn’t help but fall for, but he had yet to meet a person who called out to him as much as these men did. Not even his ex-boyfriend affected him as strongly as they did and he was with the guy for three years.
* The attraction was exhilarating. Invigorating. Frightening.
* Zack moved just a little bit closer and the heat from his body burned along Connor’s skin. “Give us this night. Let us provide your every need, fulfill your every desire. Connor, let us treasure you.” Zack’s breath tickled Connor’s nape and his words seared his ear.
* Let us treasure you. Connor swallowed thickly and nodded his head. How could he say no to that?

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Sinfully Sexy Saturday w. Tyler Robbins @Robin_Badillo @evernightpub #SSS #gay

It's Saturday! Yay! Here's a sinfully good treat by author, Tyler Robbins, to add to a great day. Welcome, Tyler!

First, what would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Robin Badillo and her pseudonym, Tyler Robbins, is a down to earth mother of four, born and raised in a small Texas town where she still resides with her nearly grown kids and a pack of spoiled dogs.
* A fan of paranormal and southern romance novels, Robin does her best to offer up a plethora of tasty morsels to satisfy her reader’s appetite. Whether mainstream and/or paranormal erotic romance or Tyler’s LGBT romance line, Robin strives to create characters who are endearing and relatable.
* Adversity is Robin’s motivation, which explains why she’s a true believer that grey hair is simply God’s graffiti.

What are you going to tell us about today?
* My MM story Broken Neon.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Country music singer, Zane Alexander has struggled to keep his sexuality a secret, but hiding his attraction to their new guitarist, Finn Presswood, is damn near impossible.
* On the run from a dangerous ex-lover, Finn has secrets of his own, but his feelings for Zane isn’t one of them.
* When the new song they co-wrote leads to a recording contract with a major Nashville label, it becomes clear that their lives are about to change. Unfortunately, secrets are harder to hide in the limelight, so Zane fake-dating a famous supermodel whose career is on the line as well, seems like the best solution for everyone.
* Their dreams are finally within their grasp until Finn’s past catches up, and no matter how much the two men love each other, happiness is never guaranteed.
* If good intentions pave the road to hell, then broken neon paves the road to Nashville.
Be Warned: m/m sex, rimming ~ Excerpt ~ * Finn’s lids lowered to half-mast and his nostrils flared. His cheek flamed red, and the emotion boiling under his skin became nearly tangible. “I don’t want you involved with this. I have to leave. If I don’t…” Finn clenched his jaw as his eyes glistened in the dark.
* “If you don’t what?”
* His breathing accelerated. The veins running up and down his neck stuck out, and his entire body tensed. “If I don’t, I’ll only bring you trouble. That’s what the Presswood boys do best. We bring trouble.”
* Zane inched closer. “I can handle any kind of trouble you got.” He slid his hand up the side of Finn’s neck and cupped his jaw. “Trust me.” He moved slow, so slow he thought he might never taste Finn’s lips again as he cautiously leaned in for a kiss.
* Finn didn’t back away. He stood frozen, his body hard and rigid with his jaw ticking adamantly. His body said no, but as Zane stared deep into his lover’s eyes, he could see the burn. The heat he’d felt so many times. The same yearning that Zane himself had been overwhelmed by the last few weeks. That fire only Finn could make him feel was right there, glaring back at him, begging to be stoked.
* He paused centimeters from Finn’s lips, and inhaled his unmistakable scent. “For fuck’s sake, say it.”
* Finn’s bottom lip quivered, and his crushed expression made Zane’s heart ache. “I love you.”
* As the words left Finn’s mouth, Zane inhaled them as though they were oxygen. He pressed his lips to Zane’s, gently parted them, then ventured in, slow and sure until Finn sucked his tongue in further, kissing him in return.
* Finn hugged him close, his head shifting from side to side as their tongues tangled and swirled. He lowered one hand to Zane’s crotch and rubbed up and down, exciting Zane even more.
* His cock throbbed when Finn dipped his hand inside his jeans. He scrambled to unfasten them, allowing Finn to have his way.
* Finn pulled Zane’s cock from his boxers and immediately lowered to his knees. Finn’s warm, wet mouth felt like heaven as he licked, slurped, and suckled the crown. As Finn was slip-sliding his tongue up and down the shaft, Zane’s heart pounded.
* He eased down onto the sofa, careful not to create a void between his cock and the confines of Finn’s luscious mouth. That probably wouldn’t have happened anyway with the way Finn gripped Zane’s cock at the base.
* Zane thrust himself upward forcing his cock deeper, scraping the back of Finn’s throat. He watched, enthralled with the care Finn took sucking him off. His technique had purpose, and his grunts and moans indicated he enjoyed pleasuring Zane as much as Zane enjoyed being pleasured.
* He combed his fingers through his lover’s hair. “Look at me, baby.”
* Finn’s gaze drifted upward with his cheeks hollowed out, his lips glistening with Zane’s juices, and sounds of their heavy breaths surrounded them.
* “So fucking beautiful.”
* Finn titled his head to the side, eyes still locked onto Zane’s, and he wrapped his tongue up the length of Zane’s shaft. When he reached the tip, Finn rose up, crawling higher until his lips met Zane’s.
* The kiss was wet and sweet as Zane tasted his own pre-cum.
* Their bodies mashed together as they writhed on the narrow sofa. “My room.”
* “No.” Finn shook his head. “I want you here. Now.”

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Sinfully Sexy Saturday w. Gale Stanley @galestanley @evernightpub #SSS #Gay #Thailand

It's Saturday! Yay! Here's a sinfully good treat by author, Gale Stanley, to add to a great day. Welcome, Gale!

First, what would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Gale Stanley is a hopeless romantic, who grew up in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, with her nose buried in a book of fairy tales. If a story ended badly, she created her own happily ever after. Now, she writes romance, in all its many splendored facets, because she believes the world needs more love and happy endings.

What are you going to tell us about today?
* My story One Night in Bangkok.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * The temperature in Thailand is a humid ninety degrees but things are about to get a lot hotter. David Elliot is in Bangkok on business, but when he meets Kai, the younger man turns his world upside down. It was never meant to be anything more than a pleasant diversion but David can't walk away when it’s over. ~ Excerpt ~ * The door closed behind them, and suddenly David felt a little shy. He stared at Kai for an awkward moment, wanting to touch and be touched, but not quite believing they were finally alone. Or maybe he was just used to Bernie taking the lead.
* Kai waited silently. He really was hotter than any man had a right to be, with those almond-shaped eyes and pouty lips just begging to be kissed. David’s gaze slid south and settled on the full, hard cock straining against the thin material of Kai’s pants. God, he wanted to hold Kai’s prick in his hand, breathe in the scent, taste the drops of precum leaking from the tip….
* When he looked up, he saw Kai still watching him. The heat in those brown eyes turned his insides to mush. Desire overcame shyness, and David edged closer. Kai met him halfway and David let out a moan as he captured Kai’s mouth, teasing him with his tongue. Two arms snaked around David’s waist, and their swollen cocks rubbed as they kissed. Hot spikes of sensation flared at David’s groin, and he pulled Kai tighter against his body.
* When they broke for a breath, Kai was flushed and panting. Without a word, he slipped from David’s grasp and went to his knees. His slim fingers gripped the waistband of David’s slacks and tugged until they puddled at David’s feet. Eyes so wide and dark they appeared black looked up at him. Then Kai pressed his mouth to the silky fabric covering David’s erection.
* “Oh, fuck.” David threaded his fingers in Kai’s thick black hair.
* When Kai sucked on the tip of David’s cock, David swore he could feel the wet heat through his boxers. His thoughts scattered and he swallowed hard in anticipation. “Kai, please.” He tightened his grip on Kai’s hair and pulled gently.
* Kai stood, and they undressed each other like they had that day at the temple. David smoothed a palm over Kai’s chest, muscles tensed and quivered under his touch. The goal had been to get inside this man who tempted him beyond reason, but now he didn’t know if he’d last that long.

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A Look At Amber Carpenter from 'Wanton in the Wild West' ( @misswishlade @evernightpub #erom #menage )

..Today we have Amber Carpenter visiting from the story Wanton in the Wild West. Welcome!

..Amber Carpenter, what would you like to tell readers about yourself?
......* My name is Amber Carpenter and I’m 23 years old. At the start of the novella, set in 1890 when the North-Western Railroad reached Deadwood, I was returning home following a year in Chicago at Miss Claudia’s boarding house for young women. I really enjoyed my time in Chicago and I did not want to return to a life of drudgery in Deadwood. I had no intention of being someone’s wife and settling for whatever was doled out to me by my husband, especially a broken heart like my poor mother suffered.
......* When I met Gideon Swain and Harry Delaney, the two handsome cowboys who arrived to escort Maisie and me back to Deadwood, I was thrilled. They are both so gorgeous! Gideon is such an alpha male and Harry is so tender and caring. They seemed pretty taken with me too…if I might say! *giggles*
......* I have to admit that I fully intended on having some fun before returning to Deadwood.
......* However, that train journey home led to a future that I would never have expected in my wildest imaginings!!!

..Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
......* Well, being called a wanton is a bit embarrassing in some ways. I never set out to be that way but I guess I was just a bit ahead of my time. In 1890, there were so many restrictions on women and so many unwritten rules about what a woman could or couldn’t do. To folks back then, a woman was a wife and mother or a soiled dove. There was no grey area. I don’t mind the ‘label’ because I have a wicked sense of humour but what happens to me in the novella is about more than just my sexual awakening. It’s about my emotional journey too. So I guess I’m wanton for physical intimacy but also wanton for emotional intimacy, even though I didn’t think that I’d ever want or need the latter. It took two cowboys (not just one) to change my mind. *fans face rapidly*

..What’s your take on your friend Maisie?
......* Well, I’ve known Maisie for a long time and we had fun together in Chicago. You’ll have to read Wanton in the Wild West to find out what kind of fun! ;) But during that train journey from Chicago to Deadwood I realised how very different we are. Maisie wanted a traditional life, to get wed and raise children with a husband. She wanted to forget the past and to move on. As for me, I never wanted a regular ol’ life. I need more than that and maybe…maybe I get what I want. Or MORE than I want!!! That’s for me to know right now and for you to find out. *flutters eyelashes*

..If you were to spend a day with a reader, what would you two do together?
......* I would invite them to share a drink with me and take them on a tour of Deadwood. If they fancied a trip, we could ride the steam train to Chicago and maybe stop at the place which features in Wanton in the Wild West. I would answer their questions and find out more about them then pass that information on to Molly Ann Wishlade. She’s always keen to know what readers want and maybe she can incorporate their wishes or suggestions into her next romance novel. Of course, they can always email her directly if they’d like to do that anyway! :)

..Where do you see yourself in the future? What do you hope to accomplish?
......* My future will be very different to how I thought it would be. I don’t want to give too much away but let’s just say that it will certainly be interesting. I’m a lucky young woman and I’m looking forward to each and every day that I get to spend with…ooh! I nearly said too much! ;) I’m looking forward to spending more days like the one in the novella. Who wouldn’t?

..Now for some author information!
......* My author is Molly Ann Wishlade. Molly Ann Wishlade says, "I have always been an avid reader and writer of stories and I regularly indulge my love of romance and passion by getting lost in the delicious worlds created by romantic novelists. I don’t have as much time for reading as I would like anymore, so it is a real treat when I get the chance! I’m usually busy with my WIP, my next highly erotic tale about sexy, passionate alpha males and their lady loves – and sometimes their gorgeous male lovers too."

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..Now for some book information!
..A look into the story

..~ Blurb ~ ......* Sometimes a train journey can take you in an unexpected direction.
......* It is 1890, and the Chicago and North-Western Railroad now runs into Deadwood. After a year in Chicago, Amber Carpenter is homeward bound via steam train, escorted by two gorgeous cowboys. Amber swore a long time ago that she would never let a man hurt her, but that doesn’t mean that she’s not open to the idea of some fun.
......* Harry Delaney and Gideon Swain have their sights set on a bright future … if only their tragic past wasn’t holding them back. But from the moment they laid eyes on Amber Carpenter, they knew that there was something different about her.
......* Can the three of them turn their lives around within the space of a train journey?
......Be Warned: menage sex (MMF), anal sex, m/m sex ..~ Excerpt ~ ......* Amber was suddenly jolted from her reverie by a screech of metal and the sensation of flying through the air.
......* “Woah there, missy!” She looked up to find herself looking into Gideon’s handsome face. His fingertips dug into her upper arms, and she realized that she was between his legs. “Are you hurt?”
......* He frowned with concern as he looked her over.
......* Amber tried to right herself, but her feet slid from beneath her on the shiny wooden floor. Damn her fashionable new black boots with their spool heels. Each movement brought her face closer to Gideon’s bulging groin, and her heart thudded against her ribs as heat filled her whole body. But just before her cheek finally touched his crotch, he hoisted her upwards and perched her on his knee.
......* “It’s okay, Miss Carpenter. Doesn’t look like anything’s broken.”
......* She bridled as he perused her body, his gaze settling upon her breasts, which now bulged conspicuously beneath her jacket, pushed there by her corset, which had slid upwards when she fell.
......* The intensity of his gaze and the crushing corset made her lightheaded. She was aware of every part of her body, and her skin was on fire. Beneath her bottom, his leg was hard and strong, and she wondered how it would look naked against her own shapely thigh.
......* A tingling began between her legs. Amber’s breathing quickened, and with each breath, her bosoms rose higher, attracting the attention of both Gideon and Harry, the latter having been woken by the dramatic stopping of the train.
......* Her nipples grazed the lace edging of her corset, her gauzy chemise offering little protection from the stiffened weave. But instead of being unpleasant, the sensation just aroused her further.

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..Thank you for joining us here today, Amber Carpenter! It was a pleasure getting to know about you, the story you're in, and your author.