Get Ready for Magic, Shifters, and the Coolest Cat Ever! #CataclysmicShift

Hi — 

I’m so excited to tell you that the re-release of Cataclysmic Shift is only 3 days away. This is a book in my paranormal series called The Aloysius Tales, and the first time it released, some mix ups in categorization meant a lot of people missed the book. If you’ve read either of the other Aloysius Tales — Spell Cat or Brush with Catastrophe — and enjoyed them then you’re not going to want to miss Cataclysmic Shift. But you don’t have to have read those books to enjoy this one.

This story includes not only witches like the other books, but also a shifter, and the coolest cat ever, Aloysius.

Here is the blurb —

Aloysius, the magical black cat and powerful witch’s familiar, isn’t afraid to go into battle to protect his master, but the outcome of the fight turns his feline world upside down. A direct hit of magic steals not only his memories and power, but even the body he’s lived in for several centuries. When he wakes up naked on the floor of a veterinarian’s office, it isn’t as the cat Aloysius, but as the sixteenth-century French gentleman Alain Bellarose. And when Alain sees sexy and enigmatic veterinarian Luke Elliott, he decides he’ll make the best of his time as a human.

Luke is a man with secrets who generally prefers the company of animals—though the flamboyant boy who washes his face with the side of his hand and tries to lick his own privates might prove an exception.

Meanwhile, Witch Master Killian Barth and his secret weapon, Sammy, struggle without Aloysius’s power to draw on. Two evil females are circling, and seeing the coven’s weakness, they’re about to move in for the kill. When Alain’s memories return, he’s faced with the ultimate dilemma: protect his community or stay with the man he loves.

If you’d like to read a full excerpt, click HERE. 

You can buy it at HERE. The release is September 13th and there will be a blog tour with a nice prize, so be sure to visit!  : )

 

SNOW BALLS Blog Tour! Your Balls Book Awaits!

Hi everyone–
Okay, Snow Balls is released and it’s a bestseller on Amazon! It’s also doing great at ARe and Barnes and Noble. Thank you everyone for making it a hit! Now, let’s get serious about winning some stuff. This week, you have a chance to win:

  • A $10 GC to  Amazon
  • One of THREE Balls Books — Volley Balls, Fire Balls, or Beach Balls. (there will be three winners each receiving their choice of book)
  • Notice there are also separate special prizes at different events, like the chat at TRR, the TRS Party. and the Blog Hop going on now on the Author Blog. 
Bottom line — a lot of prizes will be won. AND, there will be more after this week.
What do you have to do to win?
Simple– Just leave a comment WITH YOUR EMAIL on one or more of the blogs listed below as well as on this blog! Every comment will count as a separate entry. There are seven blogs including this one and 4 prizes so everyone has a great chance to win. Plus, you might win one of the special prizes if you attend those events. Remember, every comment counts as an entry. 

Here is the schedule for this week — until the 15th when i do the drawing! 

December 9th — Blog at Kay Berrisfords 

December 10th — Chat at The Romance Reviews — Special Prizes

December 11th — ​​​​Blog at Dirty Birdies

December 11th — Blog at Louisa Bacios’s

December 12th — Blog at Jessica Freely’s Friskbiskit​​

December 12th — Blog at Sexy Romance Stories

​​December 13th — Party at The Romance Studio — Special Prizes

December 14th – 17th– Holiday Gifts of Love Blog Hop on the Author Blog​​​​​​​​ — Special Prizes

December 13th — Blog at Jianne Carlo’s

December 15th — Drawing for Prizes — $10 GC and Three Balls Books


Here’s another little nibble of Snow Balls in case you haven’t read any of the excerpts yet! : )


Excerpt:  SNOW BALLS by Tara Lain; MM Romance — The Cop and the Creampuff


Available from Amazon  ARe 

Big, handsome and hunky, JJ LaRousse looks like an alpha male but acts like an interior decorator. And he’s trying to be happy about it — until a robbery at the famous Laguna Winter Fantasy brings JJ face-to-face with tough cop, Ryan Star. JJ hears Ryan likes guys who are manly men, so he drops his voice an octave, colors over his pink hair, and tries to pass as a football fan. Ryan Star may be tough but he hides in the closet at work since he learned in New York that being a gay cop can cost you your life. His attraction to that big, handsome kid threatens his anonymity, but he can’t seem to resist. JJ is just his type. But then JJ goes skiing and comes face to face with his greatest nemesis– and all the secrets come out of the closet. Can Ryan love JJ for who he really is? More important, can JJ?

Two hours later, after walking through every grand room in the hotel, exploring the quaint village, and marveling at the amazing view, JJ followed Ryan into the famous Ahwahnee dining room. Holy vision of gay decorators, the place took his breath away. The polished stone floors supported two-story high walls made of rugged rock and polished timber. What must once have been real candle chandeliers now featured electric candles, but the charming, historic effect was the same. Each white-clothed table held one tall candle sconce with a pine bouquet at its base. Great fronds of evergreen decked the windows and made the place smell like holiday heaven. But no decoration could compete with the soaring windows. In the daytime, they looked out on the valley with its staggering majesty. Now, the low lights on the trees and the strands of holiday twinklers created fairyland. He wanted to write poetry.

They were shown to their table near the windows. JJ sat and looked down, trying to keep from crying.

“You OK?”

Get a grip, JJ. “It’s really beautiful.”

“You should see it at the Bracebridge dinner on Christmas Day. They turn the place into a seventeenth-century English manor and serve authentic food and sing carols. I managed to get a reservation last year. It was incredible.”

Ryan acted like a different guy in this place. It was easy to understand why. The hotel, the view. All transforming.

They both ordered the fixed price meal with JJ choosing the roasted chicken and Ryan taking the beef. The Caesar salad that came first melted in his mouth. Wow.

Ryan swallowed some salad. “You should see the valley in the early summer. There are waterfalls everywhere just tumbling down the rocks.”

“So it’s not just the skiing that you like?”

“No. I love it here. I could imagine retiring to a mountain top somewhere.”

“That’s a big change for a city boy.”

Ryan frowned. “Yeah, well I can live without that city.”

And the city had nearly killed him. JJ nodded. “It’s funny that you love this hotel so much, but you don’t, uh, do a lot of fixing up at your place.”

Ryan laughed and sipped his beer. He’d ordered wine for JJ. “You noticed that, did you? It’s funny. I like nice stuff, but I guess where I live never feels permanent somehow. It’s just a place to sleep.”

“That’s what most people say about hotels.”

“I’m the opposite. A great hotel is worth the price. The place I live? Just passing through.”

“The valley sounds beautiful in the summer.”

“Yeah. The hiking trails are great. And you won’t believe the views.”

Oh, JJ liked being included in that future tense.

“There’s a lot of interesting stuff in Yosemite that most people never see. Like in the fall there’s the tarantulas.”

JJ coughed and had to push his napkin against his mouth to keep from spitting lettuce across the table. “Tarantulas?”

Ryan smiled and nodded. “Yeah. There’s a ton of them here in the caves and stuff. In the fall, the boy tarantulas go looking for the girl tarantulas.” He shrugged while JJ tried to keep eating and to not look around the table for creeping arachnids. Holy shit! JJ did not want to hear more but Ryan was on a roll. “I don’t know. Maybe some of those boy tarantulas are looking for other boy tarantulas. But they go out for walks and you actually see them crossing the roads.”

JJ started to talk and it came out as a squeak. “Where, uh, where do they live in the winter?”

Ryan shrugged and finished the last of his salad. “Don’t know. Probably hiding out in the caves until the weather gets warm.”

JJ had to grip his hands tight to keep from fanning himself. Time to change the god-awful subject. “My, I do think those waterfalls sound beautiful.”

Ryan looked up and bobbed his fork. “You know what? They actually found a whole new kind of spider called a scorpion spider in the caves here at Yosemite. Isn’t that amazing?”

Throwing up was becoming an option.

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It Takes Balls

I was visiting some favorite blogs today and ran across a great post by Ellis Carrington (see her blog on my list below) called “You Haven’t Got the Balls For It.” It’s a discussion of woman who write male/male romance. It got me thinking about why so many of the readers and writers of these gay romances are female. I had a discussion with a group of writers one evening on this very topic. One writer said “aren’t women supposed to want to identify with the female character in romance novels? How can they do that with two men?” Lynn Lorenz replied “We like to watch.” I replied “women like men and two are better.” Both answers are kind of casual and probably don’t get to the heart of the matter. And i think the heart of the matter is — well, the heart.

Romance novels are not real life. (I’m sure that’s not a shock to you.) Whether shown between a man and a woman, two men, two women, or a group of six, romance is the loveliest form of fantasy. Seldom do six gay male couples live in harmonious bliss on one ranch like in the book i’m currently reading, Shifting Sands. Not many men can have three or four orgasms in succession as characters regularly do in erotic romance novels. The first experience of sex whether for a woman or a gay man is seldom exquisite and blissful — except in romance novels. I’ve never seen a man as beautiful as my hero, Roan Black, but there he is living on my pages. And few men are as emotionally available and deeply thoughtful about love as women portray them — in m/m romance novels.

For the people who say a woman can’t write m/m romance because she’s never experienced gay sex, i’ll say no one has ever experienced what is written in our books. It’s fantasy. And that is what other woman and gay men read. The beautiful fantasy of two men, both perfectly gorgeous, who give up the world for each other. Perhaps that’s why women write m/m romance so well. Men are fascinating, sexy and mysterious creatures to us, just as we often are to them. We know what it’s like to be a woman in a man’s arms. What would it be like to be a man in a man’s embrace? What is it like for a man to surrender? What if a man felt some of what women feel? That’s what we write. A union of two worlds. And it’s a fantasy. It doesn’t take balls. It takes heart.