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Marie Alden • Alyson Hale • Shirley Hailstock • Dena Garson • Ava Bradley • Tamara

Ferguson • Lynda Haviland • Eva Chase • Ashlee Price • Allyson R Abbott • Phoebe Rose

• Ysa Arcangel • Tee Garner • Jennifer Allis Provost • Rachel Woods • Amelia James •

Jacqueline Diamond • Marsha A. Moore • Siera London • Emily Leigh • Aileen

Harkwood • Jenna Barwin • Tara Lain • Christa Paige • Cynthia A Clement • Marie

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Gayle Parness • Trish McCallan • Aubrey Wynne • JD Monroe • Sharon Kay • Elizabeth

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Lori L. Robinett • Amanda Uhl • Melissa Belle • Josie Riviera • Layla Messner • Bree

Dahlia • Cherie Claire • Barbara Barrett • M. Black • Lizbeth Selvig • Cailin Briste • Mia

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Happy Halloween LGBT Blog Hop! $50 GC!

Happy Halloween
All Hallows Eve
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Everyone!

Welcome to our fabulous Happy Halloween LGBT Blog Hop!





Thank you for dropping by and welcome to the hop! We have 25 prizes to give away, donated by some talented, generous people who write LGBT characters:


Any book in Tara Lain’s backlist
Duce by Kai Tyler
Cruise Control by Kerry Adrienne
Safety in Numbers by Jessie G (Sizzling Miami Series)
Trouble Comes in Threes by M.A. Church
Discovery by Thianna Durston
Rescuing Kyle by Eva Lefoy
Gay for Pay by TM Smith (All Cocks Series)
Spooky Tales One by Stephen del Mar (Short story collection)
The entire Moonlit Wolves Series by Bronwyn Heeley (7 books)
Coming Back Home by April Kelley (Pickleville Series)
Any ebook in Draven St. James’s backlist
The Russian Boy by Neil Plakcy
Any book in Annabeth Albert’s backlist
Shades of Sepia by Anne Barwell
Any book in Amanda Young’s backlist
Any book in Lynley Wayne’s backlist
Electric Candle or Jewel Cave by Elizabeth Noble
Soul Sick by Kendall McKenna
When All Else Fails by J.M. Dabney (Sappho’s Kiss Series)
More Than What They See by J.M. Dabney (Sappho’s Kiss Series)
On the Run by Michael Mandrake
Ivan vs Ivan by Princess S.O. (Teddy Bear Collection)
Blue by DP Denman (Blue Series – 2 copies )

And check outBookworm Bridgette’s book blog

The grand prize is a $50 Amazon gift card


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LOVE IS LOVE Blog Hop. Kindle & 42 Books

774d1f56-cbb3-441d-be6a-96f0ceaae65eHi and welcome to the LGBT LOVE IS LOVE Blog Hop! Hope you’re enjoying this marvelous group of authors. There’s a Rafflecopter at the bottom of this page and when you enter you can win a KINDLE and 42 books to load on it! Great or what? One of the books you’ll receive if you win is my recent release, CANNING THE CENTER.Canning 28-02

 

 

 

PLUS, if you leave me a comment at the bottom of this email, you can win an ecopy of my upcoming release, WINTER’S WOLF. It comes out on Feb 27th, and one commenter will win a copy as soon as the book is available.

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One of the things i was thinking about in preparation for this Hop is our love of labels — gay, straight, top bottom, butch, femme and on and on. All good for helping people to navigate the fast-changing world of LGBT rights, but maybe not so good when it comes to actual sexual identity. Every day it seems we learn more about the myriad of variations people express when it comes to gender and sexual  orientation. In my upcoming book, WINTER’S WOLF, my hero is faced with discovering his own sexual preferences. He’s passionately attracted to a human FBI agent  — not a very wise thing for a secret werewolf — and in this brief (R RATED) scene, he expresses what he’s learning about his own choices.

Here’s a nibble of WINTER’S WOLF

Trying not to stare at the play of muscle in those hard thighs and the large bulge between proved more than he was up to. When he glanced up from his inspection, Winter Thane gazed at him with a small smile. It said Caught ya. Matt cleared his throat. “Uh, I was just about to order a beer. Would you like another?”

“No, I’m good, thanks.” Winter wrapped his beautifully shaped lips around the head of the bottle, seemed to lovingly caress it for a second, and then sucked down a drink.

Holy crap.

Matt waved at the waitress, who hurried over, gazing at Winter most of the time. He ordered a beer, and she rushed off, actually bumping into a patron because she couldn’t stop staring over her shoulder. Who could blame her? Matt chuckled. “You must get that a lot.”

The guy shook that snowflake hair. “No. Where I’m from there aren’t a lot of females.”

“You must enjoy being here.” Matt swallowed.

Winter shrugged. “City guy like you’d be used to it. For me it’s new and pretty weird.”

Matt laughed. “Who’d look at me?”

Winter’s blue eyes flashed up. “Who wouldn’t?”

Matt’s mouth opened but nothing came out. Finally he got his brain and tongue connected. “So, uh, you’re visiting the area?”

Winter’s pale brows pulled together. “My father’s theory is we’re here to stay. I’d say the jury’s out.”

“Not a good experience so far?”

“An old Chinese curse said, ‘May you live in interesting times.’ So far the trip’s been interesting.” Those melted ice eyes raised slowly to Matt. “But it could get better.”

Every resolve Matt had ever made tried to dissolve in that field of blue. Come on, Partridge. You’re investigating these people. The arrival of the waitress felt like a lifeline, and he grabbed the bottle, threw way too much money on the table, and drank down half the contents in one pull.

“Thank you, sir.” She batted her eyes at Winter and left.

Winter pointed at the bottle. “Thirsty?”

“Uh, yes, I guess so.”

“So you’re the law?”

“How’d you know that?”

Winter grinned. “Aside from the haircut that speaks of gray suits and gray cars?”

Matt ducked his head and ran a hand over his carefully barbered light brown hair. “Bad, huh?”

“Nah. It’s cute. Besides, I asked Ben Freedman about you.”

Matt’s heart leaped and stomach sank—the war of suspicion and desire. “Why?”

Again, the long, slow gaze. “I think you’re gorgeous.”

Matt frowned. Suspicion won. “Come on. Don’t give me that shit.”

Winter cocked his head. “You don’t believe me?”

“Of course not. Why would a guy like you think I’m gorgeous?” He drawled the word and narrowed his eyes. “Did you hear somewhere that I’m gay? What the fuck are you playing at?”

Winter smiled slowly. “I hoped you liked men. Or maybe I should say, I hoped you liked me.”

“Who the fuck wouldn’t like you?” He pushed his bottle away. “I should go.”

Winter’s hand clamped on his forearm. Long, slender fingers carved with sinew. “Please don’t. I’m not a very civilized creature, so maybe I don’t know how to say what I feel.”

Matt tried to catch his breath. “And what’s that?”

“That I want to take you out into the trees and fuck you until you scream.”

Every cell in his body froze—except his cock, which expanded like someone was blowing it up through a hose. “Who told you I’m gay?”

“No one. I don’t know if you’re gay. I don’t know if I’m gay. I don’t give a damn. I just know I want to suck you and fuck you until daylight.”

Matt stared into those mesmerizing eyes, and his hands shook. He couldn’t look away. “People don’t say shit like that.”

“People don’t. I do.”

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So, be sure and leave me a comment on this post and you can win an ecopy of this book as soon as it’s released.

Hop sponsors:

A.J. Marcus, Aidee Ladnier, Alexa Milne, Amanda Young, Annabeth Albert, Anne Barwell, April Kelley, Brandon Shire, Bronwyn Heeley, C. J. Anthony, Catherine Lievens, Cecil Wilde, Charlie Cochrane, Christopher Koehler, David Connor, DP Denman, Draven St. James, Elin Gregory, Elizabeth Noble, Ethan Stone, Eva Lefoy, H.B. Pattskyn, Hayley B James, J.M. Dabney, Jennifer Wright, Jessie G, Julie Lynn Hayes, Karen Stivali, Kazy Reed, Kendall McKenna, L M Somerton, Lily G Blunt, Lisabet Sarai, Lynley Wayne, M.A. Church, Megan Linden, Morticia Knight, N.J. Nielsen, Neil Plakcy, Sibley Jackson, Stephen del Mar, Sue Brown, Tali Spencer, Tara Lain, Thianna Durston, TM Smith, Tracey Michael

Ebook Prizes:

Aidee Ladnier

The Break-in

Amanda Young

Winner chooses from author’s available titles

Bronwyn Heeley

Winner chooses from author’s available titles

C. J. Anthony

Heaven

Charlie Cochrane

Something from my back list – winner’s choice.

David Connor

Tidings of Comfort and Joey Down Under

DP Denman

Winner chooses from author’s available titles

Elin Gregory

Alike As Two Bees

Ethan Stone

Winner chooses from author’s available titles

Eva Lefoy

Love is a Mess anthology

H.B. Pattskyn

Hanging by the Moment

J.M. Dabney

When All Else Fails

Jessie G

The Protector

Julie Lynn Hayes

When Will I See You Again

Lisabet Sarai

Necessary Madness

Lynley Wayne

Winner chooses from author’s available titles

M.A. Church

The Harvest series (book #1 and book #2)

Morticia knight

All Fired Up (Sin City Uniforms 1)

N.J. Nielsen

Winner chooses from author’s available titles

Sibley Jackson

Private Performance

Sue Brown

The Next Call

Tali Spencer

Dangerous Beauty

Tara Lain

Canning the Center

Thianna Durston

The Blake/Dusty Chronicles: Two Sides of the Same Coin

Alexa Milne

Rainbow Connection (due out 13th Feb) or Sporting Chance.

Anne Barwell

Winner chooses from author’s available titles

April Kelley

Whispers of Home

Brandon Shire

The Love of Wicked Men – Episode One

Catherine Lievens

Jamie

Cecil Wilde

Defying Convention

Christopher Koehler

Poz

Draven St. James

Scent of a Wolf

Elizabeth Noble

Winner chooses from author’s available titles

Hayley B James

Undercover Addiction

Jennifer Wright

All 3 Finding Home Series books – Pavarus, Morvea, & Airos

Karen Stivali

Moment of Impact

Kendall McKenna

1) Strength of the Pack 2)Waves Break My Fall

L M Somerton

Rasputin’s Kiss

Lily G Blunt

Paint the Sky

Megan Linden

Running Off the Edge

Shiloh Saddler

Stephen del Mar

Private Pleasure

Dark Love

TM Smith

Opposites

Tracey Michael

Pretty Please

Hop sites:

A.J. Marcus

Aidee Ladnier

Alexa Milne

Amanda Young

Annabeth Albert

Anne Barwell

April Kelley

Brandon Shire

Bronwyn Heeley

C. J. Anthony

Catherine Lievens

Cecil Wilde

Charlie Cochrane

Christopher Koehler

David Connor

DP Denman

Draven St. James

Elin Gregory

Elizabeth Noble

Ethan Stone

Eva Lefoy

H.B. Pattskyn

Hayley B James

J.M. Dabney

Jennifer Wright

Jessie G

Julie Lynn Hayes

Karen Stivali

Kazy Reed

Kendall McKenna

L M Somerton

Lily G Blunt

Lisabet Sarai

Lynley Wayne

M.A. Church

Megan Linden

Morticia knight

N.J. Nielsen

Neil Plakcy

 Shiloh Saddler

Sibley Jackson

Stephen del Mar

Sue Brown

Tali Spencer

Tara Lain

Thianna Durston

TM Smith

Tracey Michael

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We’re Snogging by the Sea! Hot Kisses and Prizes!

snogbytheseaHi everyone — This is a big prize week here A Summer for love blog hopon the Blog. If you’re here for the Summer for Love Blog Hop where you can win one of 6 $50 GCs plus some super prizes here on my blog, please Click HERE.

Welcome to Snog by the Sea where 25 US and international authors have gotten together to deliver some fun prizes. Here’s the grand prize information–

“This Blog is part of Snog by the Sea over at http://blissekiss.co.uk/snog-by-the-sea/. Leave a comment to go into the Prize Draw for UK winners you can win 2 All-Day Smut by the Sea Tickets for you and a friend or for our international visitors (meaning anywhere not UK) we have a mystery eBook bundle you can win with books from some of the hottest names in Erotica.”

And, of course, i want to offer some prizes too! There will be 2 winners —

  • An e- copy of The Pack or the Panther, the first book in Tales of the Harker WolfinGucciLoafersLGPack plus a $5 Amazon GC
  • An e-copy of Wolf in Gucci Loafers, book 2 in that series plus a $5 Amazon GC

To win both the Grand Prize and my prize, please leave a comment. To show me you’re  entering for my prizes too, please LIKE my Facebook Page or sign up for my Newsletter and get lots of subscriber exclusives. Please say in your comment which one you did. (If you’ve already done both — thank you! Think up something else. LOL)

As we Americans need to know, a snog is a kiss. So in honor of snogging by the sea, here’s a kiss scene. Wellllll maybe a lot more than a kiss. You have been warned — and this is MM, so proceed accordingly!  —

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Cole Harker, son of an alpha werewolf, is bigger and more powerful than most wolves, tongue-tied in groups, and gay. For twenty-four years, he’s lived to please his family and pack—even letting them promise him in marriage to female werewolf Analiese to secure a pack alliance and help save them from a powerful gangster who wants their land. Then Cole meets Analiese’s half-brother, panther shifter Paris Marketo, and for the first time, Cole wants something for himself.

 When Analiese runs off to marry a human, Cole finally has a chance with Paris, but the solitary cat rejects him, the pack, and everything it represents. Then Cole discovers the gangster wants Paris too and won’t rest until he has him. What started as a land dispute turns into World War Wolf! But the bigger fight is the battle between cats and dogs.

Paris crossed his arms. “But the fact is, you’re gay. Sex with my sister is not going to do it for you, and I seriously doubt that you’re made of celibate stuff.” Paris walked closer and Cole stared. “So why not keep it in the family? I’ll be happy to drop these Armani trousers right here, bend myself over that available tree branch, and show that cock of yours where it was meant to be.”

Cole’s throat worked and he pulled his suit coat closed.

Paris grinned and stepped closer. “Don’t hide, baby wolf. Show me the goods.”

Cole shook his head.

“Aww. Let me see.” Paris reached out and pulled up the edge of Cole’s jacket. Ah yes, a fine wool tent. He grinned. “So you like that idea a lot.” He stepped in close. The wolf had inches on him, but he was hanging his head. Good.

Come to daddy. He took one more step, rose up, and captured Cole’s mouth with his. The big body went rigid. Paris wrapped a hand around Cole’s neck, then pulled his mouth a tiny bit looser so he could slide his wet tongue across the wolf’s slightly parted lips, back and forth.

“Mmmmffff.” Cole pressed his lips tighter.

Paris kept caressing. Oh my, wolfy tasted so wonderful. Like a forest and ice cream all at once. He sighed and pressed the tip of his tongue harder against the seam of Cole’s mouth. A soft little “ummmm” escaped.

Everything happened at once.

Cole pulled away and yelled, “Shit!”

Whoa! Then Cole’s hand whipped out, ripped Paris off his feet, and pressed that pretty mouth right where he wanted it. Well, one of the places. Tongue, teeth, heaven. But he was dangling with his very expensive loafers in the air. And he knew just what to do with his legs. He wrapped them tight around Cole’s hard, slim waist and swallowed that tongue as far into his throat as he could get it. Oh damn, damn.

Growls and moans rumbled around them. From whom? Who cared? If he could eat the guy alive, he’d do it.

He had to get closer. But pressing tighter just got his cock rubbing against Cole’s waist. He couldn’t quite get to the guy’s dick. Damn. Frustrating. He slipped his hands into Cole’s silky, silver hair and slid one leg down that hard werewolf ass. Closer. Closer. Almost there.

Cole sucked Paris’ tongue hard and deep. The boy knew what he was doing when he got down to it. Paris slid his hips until their cocks made contact. Oh God, huge and hot and—

Down! Crap. Falling. Untethered from his partner, he dropped like a stone, and hit the asphalt on his ass. Ouch.

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I hope you enjoyed my snog! Be sure to go visit http://blissekiss.co.uk/snog-by-the-sea/  to see all the great authors who are  in the Hop! Thank you for coming. Remember to leave your comment for the grand prize and my prizes. : )

Summer for Love Blog Hop! 6 $50 GCs! And a Wolf!

A Summer for love blog hopHi everyone! Welcome to the Summer for Love Blog Hop. This is going to be FUN! Sixty authors and bloggers are in the hop and the prizes will be fabulous. Look —

  • (Six) $50 Amazon Gift Cards will be awarded to randomly drawn participants/commenters. 
  • You MUST leave your name and email for your comment to qualify as an entry toward the grand prizes.
  • Be sure to comment on ALL blog stops to increase your chances of being drawn as a winner.
  • Find the list of blog stops here at The Romance Troupe

In addition, you can win prizes HERE on my blog. There will be 2 WINNERS —

  • 1 winner receives A $10 Amazon GC
  • 1 winner receives an  ecopy of your choice of my two new releases, The Pack or the Panther or Wolf in Gucci Loafers Both of these books WolfinGucciLoafersLGhave been bestsellers!PackorthePanther[The]LG

To win on my Blog:

  • leave me a comment with  your email address — THIS ALSO ENTERS YOU IN THE GRAND PRIZE DRAWING.
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  • Subscribe to my NEWSLETTER and get great subscriber exclusive contests, prizes and privileges OR
  • LIKE my Facebook Page OR
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AF2E1349ECD0F8C01FE6CA4F52E92FSummer of Love. Hmmm. How about a true story. A handsome young architect named Todd and i met as part of a spiritual group seven years before we ever looked at each other with interest. We knew each other casually. Then one July, we both ended up going to Los Angeles to see a play as part of the group we both belonged to. We all carpooled in different people’s cars, but a bunch of us decided to have dinner at the same restaurant and i wound up sitting across the table from him. I had just had my hair curled (it was the 80s! LOL) and he looked at me and said, “So this is the new Tara. Very nice.” It was the first personal thing he ever said to me.

The next month, a hot August, the woman i worked for was looking for an architect to check out a building she was considering buying to determine if it could be built-out to work for our company. She had tried one architect but didn’t like his ideas. I told her i knew an architect casually but didn’t know his work at all. She asked me to call him so i did. I honestly wasn’t aware i was plotting! I had no interest in a relationship at that time.

He came over the next day and i took him to see the building. It was like one of those old movie scenes where the walls fade away and people sing Some Enchanted Evening!  LOL. After looking at the building, i invited him to lunch to thank him for his time. We talked and discovered that we were both scheduled to go to the mountains where our group had a retreat site to do some volunteer work that weekend. He asked if i’d like to go with him and his daughter who was visiting him. I agreed and it turned out he drove an old Ferrari which his daughter called “the E ticket”. We dropped his daughter off at her grandparents, flew up the mountain and did our work, but by the time we started back, he pulled over at a rest stop and we looked at each other and said, “Okay, what’s going on.” We went on to his parents to pick up his daughter and his mom started telling me about her honeymoon. Not subtle! LOLHuahine-Intro-1

That was the end of August. On October 9th, my birthday, we went to the beach and decided to get married. He gave me a shell ring. Since he didn’t have much vacation coming, we determined that the best time to for a honeymoon was between Christmas and New Years since he had a friend who could get us a special price on a trip to Tahiti. So we were married on December 5th — the only day we could get the venue on such short notice! That was going on 33 years ago and every one of those years has been happy. Some summer romances do stick!

Remember, hop over to The Romance Troupe and visit all the participating authors! You can win a lot of great stuff. To enter for my prizes, check out the rules above. http://www.theromancetroupe.com/p/a-summer-for-love-blog-hop.html

If you’d like to read an excerpt from my new release, Wolf in Gucci Loafers, Click HERE. 

Hop Against Homophobia! Prezzies for You!

HAHAT 2014Hi everyone–

I’m at RT as we speak, but i didn’t want to miss the chance to participate in the Hop Against Homophobia and Transphobia! Over 100 authors are participating and we’re all giving away some goody or other, so be sure to stop by each blog and check out the wonderful stories and prizes.

Here on my blog — two winners —

  • One ecopy of The Pack or the PantherWolf In GUCCI LOAFERS Countdown Widget
  • One ecopy of Wolf in Gucci Loafers

To win, please leave me a comment of any kind.

Here is the link to all the other great authors:

http://hopagainsthomophobia.blogspot.com/

Some of you know that i realized after i decided to write gay romance that i was greatly influenced by two very close friends i grew up with, both of whom i later realized they were gay. One was a young man i went to high school with who went on to become a male nurse in the military. Can you imagine how hard that was back in the day? I knew he was gay for many years but never took the chance to ask him when he knew or if he ever came out to his Catholic Polish family. The other friend was actually in high school with my brother. After graduating, he got married and i believe had kids. It was years later when he came to visit me in California with his beautiful gay partner. I also never asked him when he realized he was living a lie. So sad. Missed opportunities. But in those days, it would have seemed like prying. Today, of course, i’d want to know it all! Like my friend who was raised Mormon and realized he was gay on his mission when he found himself attracted to the other men. So many stories of self realization. Now i get to write them. And when i write them, they end happily. That’s the best part.

I’m posting below a scene from a book that i only finished writing a short time ago. The excerpt is unedited. But it’s a moment when a man, in this case twenty-five, is really exploring if he could be gay.  The book is called Knight of Ocean Avenue. My hero, Billy, is a construction worker. Shaz is a stylist. Enjoy —

Shaz picked a table in the darker part of the room. Good. He wouldn’t be able to see Billy’s damned red ears. Shaz grabbed a chair and relaxed into it with that grace and ease that nobody could match.

Billy sat on the armless chair opposite and folded the edge of the crooked white tablecloth.

Shaz put a hand on his arm. “Want to talk so you don’t forget the words?”

Billy felt the touch in his earlobes. Yes, and his cock. “I, uh, I’m glad we’re still friends.”

Shaz sat back. Was he disappointed in what Billy said? He nodded.  “Me too. I was sad that we might have wrecked it. Being friends, I mean.”

Billy glanced up, then back down at his tablecloth folding. “So, you’re sad that we — I mean, that you –”

“Sucked your cock?”

Billy nodded but didn’t look up.

“I can’t actually say that, Billy. I’m gay. You’re a really attractive man. It happened.”

“Am I attractive? Like to you?”

Two seconds of silence. “Yes. Very.”

His heart beat so hard he could barely hear. Just say it. Just say it. Shit. “How would I know if I’m gay?”

Deafening silence. He looked up. Shaz stared at him. In the soft light, those green eyes glistened. No smile. “That’s a really important question.”

Oh God, he didn’t laugh. He didn’t freak. Billy let out his breath in a long sigh. “You had to answer that question for yourself, right?”

“Yes.”

“How old were you when you answered it?”

“Fourteen.”

“How did you know?”

He shrugged. “Sitting in my grandfather’s church listening to the begats. I realized that I had no interest in finding a female who was my opposite number. The one taken from my rib. I’d always suspected I was different from most of the people I knew, but I didn’t understand how. At that moment in that pew, I realized that the joke about Adam and Steve applied to me. It was very hard to be a joke.”

“Oh God, that’s awful.”

“It was for awhile.” He gave a half grin. “Quite a while. I tried really hard to be something else since everyone in my family expected so much from me. I was lined up for divinity school. Can you imagine? I knew I was more interested in designing the choir robes.” He chuckled. “And fucking the choir boys, although I denied that to myself and everyone else for several years. Finally, the pressure of living a pure lie got too much and I exploded. I confessed everything in one giant vomit of expurgation. By that time, I’d had a cock or two in my mouth, done a lot of frottage, and knew for sure that I was beyond girls. I spilled it all. Gay. Design school. Serious questions about God and religion. All out.”

Billy held his breath.

“And that was essentially the last time I saw my family. They withdrew their college money, not that I would have gone to divinity school anyway. They threw me out politely. Made excuses to their friends and congregation. Said I was trying a new path. Going on a personal retreat. Yes, one from which I never returned.”

Horror spread through his chest. His family! He slashed at his eyes.

Shaz gave him a soft look. “Tell me.”

“I love my family. I can’t have them disown me.”

That warm hand held his forearm again. “Hang on. First, why do you think you’re gay?”

“Come on. You already know.”

Shaz sighed and removed his hand. “Tell me anyway.”

“I’m a failure with women. I don’t enjoy stuff that guys like me are supposed to like a lot. I wack off to gay porn and let gay guys suck my cock.” He stared at his hands. There. He’d said it. “Shit, I even have cats.”

Shaz chuckled. “Gay cats.”

“Yeah.”

“Let me play devil’s advocate.” He ticked each point off on his fingers. “Maybe you just haven’t found the right woman. A lot of guys enjoy stuff that other men think is gay, but they aren’t. Different people find different stuff sexy, and blow jobs feel good no matter who’s giving them.”

He slowly blew out his breath. “I’ve thought of all of that at least one hundred times each.”

“And?”

He looked up. The scarlet hair, green eyes, full lips. There sat the most beautiful human he’d ever seen. Another true confession. “Shaz, I think you’re hot.”

Whatever the guy had been about to say must have stuck in his throat. His lips parted, then closed. Parted again.

Billy stared at that mouth Je-sus. He wanted to kiss Shaz. A guy. He wanted to kiss him. Not suck him or fuck him. No, well, that too. But kiss him? That seemed like the gayest thing alive.

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Now Hop over and visit all the authors. Thank you so much for coming by! And remember to leave me a comment.

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Kindle Fire! $150 in GCs! Spring Fling Blog Hop is HERE!

Sepia Shot of a Young Kissing Couple.Welcome to spring and to the Spring Fling Blog Hop!  I’m Tara Lain and i write The Beautiful Boys of Romance. As you may know, this Hop gives you a big challenge! There are over 100 authors participating and you only have 4 days to get to all of us. But there’s fun surprises (and prizes) everywhere.

The Grand Prizes are FABU! To Win them, enter on the Rafflecopter below! (Winners chosen March 24th)

1 Kindle Fire (Donated by Blushing Books)

1 $75 Amazon (or B&N) Gift Card

1 $25 Starbucks Gift Card (Donated by Sue)

1 $25 Blushing Books Gift Card (Donated by Patty)

1 $25 Loose Id Gift Card (Donated by Cara)

My prizes are fun too:

  • A $10 Amazon GC
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Ah Spring. When a young werewolf’s fancy turns to thoughts of love? Oh, isn’t that how the saying goes? LOL. It is around here! My most recent release was The Pack or the Panther, my first ever werewolf romance. And next month, Dreamspinner is releasing Wolf in Gucci Loafers, the second book in that series. I thought i’d share a nibble from the upcoming book. Of course, it takes place in the spring!

WolfinGucciLoafersLGExcerpt: WOLF IN GUCCI LOAFERS by Tara Lain — MM paranormal

Available for Pre-Order at Dreamspinner Press

Socialite Lindsey Vanessen wants someone to love who will love him back—an impossibility for a gay, half-human, half-werewolf. Too aggressive for humans, too gay for wolves, and needing to protect the pack from human discovery, Lindsey tries to content himself with life as a successful businessman. But when someone starts kidnapping members of wealthy families, Lindsey meets tough cop Seth Zakowsy—the hunky embodiment of everything Lindsey wants but can’t have.

 Seth has never been attracted to flamboyant men. What would the guys in the department think of Lindsey? But intrigue turns to lust when he discovers Lindsey’s biting, snarling passion more than matches his dominant side. It might mean a chance at love for a cop in black leather and a wolf in Gucci loafers.

Lindsey came up beside him. “So, let me look at you.” The guy stood back and regarded Seth up and down like a piece of prime beef. “Yes, well, lovely, but maybe a little casual for the occasion. I know it sounds like an athletic event, but really it’s more”—he waved a hand gracefully—“shall we say, social?” He walked around Seth, making a “hmmm” sound.

“Look, I don’t care about the social niceties. I just want to catch a fucking kidnapper.”

“Ah yes, yes, but we catch more flies with—Armani.” He laughed. “Come with me.”

It wasn’t a trial to follow that butt.

Lindsey threw open a door, and Seth walked in behind him. “Holy shit.”

Lindsey turned and placed a hand on his chest. “Yes, dear, I know. Decadent. It may be the sign of a devolving civilization, but this is my closet.”

This was a room his family home could fit in twice. “Department stores don’t have this many clothes.”

“Dear, dear. We never shop at department stores.” He waved a hand down his body. “Obviously, nothing that fits me is going to fit you.” He touched the epaulet on the leather jacket. “Those shoulders. Oh my.” He sighed. “Anyway, I happen to have a blazer that was delivered to me in the wrong size. My guess is that it’s divine plan, because I think it will fit you perfectly.” He walked to the racks of clothing and pulled out  a deep-green blazer.

Seth touched the material. Butter. Shit, not his style. He shook his head. “I don’t need this. Thanks, though.”

Lindsey hooked the jacket on a display hanger and crossed his arms. “Listen, dear. You asked me to take you to this event. I’m also very interested in you capturing these horrible people. After all, their victims are my friends. So do this my way.” He pointed at the coat. “That jacket cost half your annual salary. No one is going to smell cop when I get through with you. They’ll talk to you because you’re a friend of mine and that’s all they need to know. Understand?”

Seth frowned. “What do I say when they ask what I do?”

“You work for the government in a classified capacity. End of story. You could tell them, but—”

“I’d have to kill them.” He cracked half a grin. “That’s pretty ingenious.”

“But of course.”

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Valentines Day Gift Hop! Paperwhite!

ValentinesDayGiftHopHi! Happy season of love and welcome to the Valentines Day Gift Hop! There are 170 great authors appearing in the Hop with so many prizes it will make your head swim! Every stop on the Hop has its own prize and you have six days to go and try to scoop them all up. What can you win at our delicious event? Keep reading!

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  • A Kindle Paperwhite, or
  • A Digital basket of new adult romances

Every comment on every Blog in the Hop counts as an entry toward the grand prizes, so be sure to comment. PLUS, from your comments, i’ll be choosing the winner on MY blog.

On MY Blog you can win —

  • A $5 Amazon GC, AND
  • an e-copy of my new release, The Pack or the PantherCole

To win both the grand prizes and my prizes, all you have to do is comment. If you want to Like my Facebook Page, that would be nice too, but not required.

Celebrating Valentine’s Day is a natural for romance authors. Romance is our life’s blood. So for fun, i’m posting a pretty sexy (and i hope romantic) excerpt from my new bestselling release, The Pack or the Panther. Love is so often unlikely, and these two are literally fighting the battle of cats and dogs.

PackorthePanther[The]LGExcerpt: The Pack or the Panther by Tara Lain; MM paranormal; The Battle Between Cats and Dogs!

Available  Dreamspinner Press  AMAZON  ARe And other resellers

Cole Harker, son of an alpha werewolf, is bigger and more powerful than most wolves, tongue-tied in groups, and gay. For twenty-four years, he’s lived to please his family and pack—even letting them promise him in marriage to female werewolf Analiese to secure a pack alliance and help save them from a powerful gangster who wants their land. Then Cole meets Analiese’s half-brother, panther shifter Paris Marketo, and for the first time, Cole wants something for himself.

 When Analiese runs off to marry a human, Cole finally has a chance with Paris, but the solitary cat rejects him, the pack, and everything it represents. Then Cole discovers the gangster wants Paris too and won’t rest until he has him. What started as a land dispute turns into World War Wolf! But the bigger fight is the battle between cats and dogs.

 

Cole took hold of a branch a few feet from Paris. “Do you think the alliance will stand?” He shrugged. “Hard to say. I know everyone hopes so, so I hope so too.” Cole pulled his eyebrows together. “But you don’t really care.”

Paris looked up sharply. “Yes, I care. I care about my parents. They’ve been good to me and I owe them a lot. I’m a freak by wolf standards, and my father has never abjured me. I honestly believe he kept me separate for my well-being more than his own. He acknowledges me as his son even though I remind him of his greatest sorrow.”

“Your panther mother.” He nodded. “And Trixie isn’t a brave female. My existence is difficult for her, but she’s been nothing but good to me. She had to stand against the combined disapproval of a lot of other females for me. They didn’t know what I was, but they knew I was Merced’s first wife’s son. They weren’t kind. She was. I value her and want the best.”

Cole nodded. If there was one thing he understood, it was loyalty.

“And then there’s you.”

Cole glanced up. Look at that mischievous face. He’d switched from deeply serious to court jester in one second flat. “What about me?” He grinned.

The cat danced around his tree, unfastening buttons on his shirt with intricate skill. “You want the alliance and I want you. Isn’t that an Aristotelian principle? If A equals B and B equals C, then Paris wants Cole to have his alliance so Paris can have Cole’s big yummy cock in his ass. An ass, I might add, that’s been throbbing like a voodoo drum since I first looked in your silver eyes, wolfman.” He whipped off the shirt, leaving his upper body bare.

Wow. Even knowing what was coming, that sight was hard to believe. The cat’s skin glowed in the moonlight like so much alabaster formed into a work of art. If you liked bulky, you wouldn’t like Paris. But if the look of a black leopard stealing along a branch stilled your heart, this sight would do it for you down to the ground. Not really slim. More like lean, with muscles just where they should be, but as if they were made of silk rather than stone. Fluid.

Paris reached and grabbed a branch, then pulled himself up one-armed until he leaned over the wood on his belly. Flip. He circled and came up to sitting, his upper body glowing and long legs dangling. He spread his arms out for a second as if balancing on a tightrope. Then he reached in and started to unfasten his belt. Slowly, he slipped it from his trousers, then swung it over his head until it caught on an upper branch.

He pulled himself to standing and used one hand to slowly lower his fly. White showed in the gap. Oh my. Not white underwear.  White skin. Cole shuddered. He wasn’t used to this kind of sexy. Hell, who was? This cat was one of a kind.

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Keep On Kissing! New Years Kisses Still Open

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Hi everyone — Thanks so much to all who have entered our New Years Kisses party so enthusiastically! If you’ve already answered one set of five questions, you’re entered. There are no more questions to be posted. BUT, you can still enter because New Years Kisses Still Open and every set of five questions you answer gives you another entry in the prize drawings. And those prizes are fabulous!

Find out more details of prizes here.

So, if you haven’t entered yet, scroll down on this page and start answering. On my blog there are four sets of questions to be answered. You only have to answer one set — or you can answer them all. Then go over to Kay and Angel’s blogs and answer their questions!

Kisses are hosted by Tara Lain, Angel Payne, and Kay Berrisford.

If you’ve already entered but haven’t answered all the questions, you can do that now!

You have until January 5th to enter. Winners will be announced on January 7th.

20130930_191036_resized_1Before you start answering, let me tell you what else is happening. Tomorrow, January 4th, is the 3rd anniversary of my first published novel. Just for fun, i’m going to give away some beautiful jewelry bookmarks from F.A.S.T. Balls and The Pack or the Panther! Please come by and enter!

 

 

 

 

PackorthePanther[The]LGSpeaking of The Pack or the Panther, my new paranormal romance releases on January 8th. There’s going to be a Blog Tour with prizes and other exciting stuff. So come by, stay with me, don’t go far! :  )

New Years Kisses Day 1 Group 1! Win Bunches of Books!

nykp2014_mmHi WELCOME to the New Years Kisses Party! This fantabulous event with super prizes is going on all over the world with sighable first kisses from over 55 authors being posted on three websites over three days!

In this Group, we have kisses from Tara Lain, Kay Berrisford, Cassandra Carr, Jennifer Zane, and Charlie Descoteaux.

INSTRUCTIONS: Answer the question after each kiss in the comments below (comments will be screened) for a chance to win one of three massive selections of romance and erotica ebooks, plus $GCs, and more! Find out more details of prizes here.

You only need to answer ONE set of FIVE questions at the New Year’s Kisses Party to enter the draw, but every set you enter gives you another chance of winning these great prizes. Please indicate after your answer if you’d rather win m/m, m/f, or a mixed batch. Leave blank if you have no preference.

Leave your email with your answers.

You can enter through January 5th! So don’t miss a Kiss! Winners announced January 7th!

Watch for another Batch of kisses later today and then new ones tomorrow and Thursday. You get an extra entry for every set of five questions you answer!

Good luck and enjoy those kisses! Excerpts are predominantly m/m and m/f with some ménage. We proudly swing all ways.

YOU CAN ACCESS ALL THE KISSES ONCE THEY ARE POSTED AT THE INDEX PAGE HERE.

Kisses are hosted by Tara Lain, Angel Payne, and Kay Berrisford. Go to these three websites to read all the kisses each day and enter to win multiple times!

PackorthePanther[The]LGEXCERPT ONE:

The Pack or the Panther by Tara Lain

Coming January 8, 2014. Available for Pre-order at Dreamspinner Press

Paris reached out and pulled up the edge of Cole’s jacket. Ah yes, a fine wool tent. He grinned. “So you like that idea a lot.” He stepped in close. The wolf had inches on him, but he was hanging his head. Good. Come to daddy. He took one more step, rose up, and captured Cole’s mouth with his. The big body went rigid. Paris wrapped a hand around Cole’s neck, then pulled his mouth a tiny bit looser so he could slide his wet tongue across the wolf’s slightly parted lips, back and forth. 

“Mmmmffff.” Cole pressed his lips tighter.

Paris kept caressing. Oh my, wolfy tasted so wonderful. Like a forest and ice cream all at once. He sighed and pressed the tip of his tongue harder against the seam of Cole’s mouth. A soft little “ummmm” escaped.

Everything happened at once.

Cole pulled away and yelled, “Shit!”  Whoa! Then Cole’s hand whipped out, ripped Paris off his feet, and pressed that pretty mouth right where he wanted it. Well, one of the places. Tongue, teeth, heaven. But he was dangling with his very expensive loafers in the air. And he knew just what to do with his legs. He wrapped them tight around Cole’s hard, slim waist and swallowed that tongue as far into his throat as he could get it. Oh damn, damn.

Growls and moans rumbled around them. From whom? Who cared? If he could eat the guy alive, he’d do it. He had to get closer. But pressing tighter just got his cock rubbing against Cole’s waist. He couldn’t quite get to the guy’s dick. Damn. Frustrating. He slipped his hands into Cole’s silky, silver hair and slid one leg down that hard werewolf ass.

Closer. Closer. Almost there.

Cole sucked Paris’ tongue hard and deep. The boy knew what he was doing when he got down to it. Paris slid his hips until their cocks made contact. Oh God, huge and hot and— Down! Crap. Falling. Untethered from his partner, he dropped like a stone, and hit the asphalt on his ass. Ouch.

Question: What color is Cole’s hair?

2KAYBERRISFORDEXCERPT TWO

Locking Horns by Kay Berrisford

Buy it now:  http://www.loose-id.com/authors/g-k/kay-berrisford.html

Tam’s words trailed to near nothing as Herne pressed forward and seized his lips in a ravishing kiss. He yielded at once, drawing Herne’s hot tongue inside, savoring the scrub of hard stubble against his softer skin. Even after all their years together, Herne’s taste and commanding demeanor sent a wondrous shock coursing through him. Herne’s raw masculinity had been wrought in a lost era of tribal lords, when he’d battled the might of Rome. His power as a spirit—gifted to him by the Mother Goddess, creator of all things—rolled in torrents from him too.

Herne crushed Tam against him, sweeping to such depths that Tam could scarce breathe. Tam didn’t care. He slipped his tongue against Herne’s and worked the kiss with an affection that sang sweeter each season they passed together. The demispirit of the holly, while not always in perfect agreement with his lover, had been created to cherish the oak.

When Herne finally broke the kiss, he cupped Tam’s face and growled in hunger. Tam gasped for air, and his cock ached. He needed Herne to pull him closer, to fuck him to oblivion, and he couldn’t contain the lust that flooded his veins.

An exquisite pain ripped through his head, and the pressure released. As Herne caressed him, his antlers surged upward from his skull. When Herne had made him a demispirit, he’d shared his crown. Though not as majestic as Herne’s, Tam’s horns were now as impressive as those of a buck in his prime, covered in a velvety down.

Panting, Tam scuffed his foot and straightened, adjusting to the weight on his head. When he leaned closer to Herne, their bony appendages interwove with a noisy clack.

QUESTION TWO: What surges up from Tam’s skull when he shifts?

3CASSANDRACARREXCERPT THREE: Underneath It All by Cassandra Carr

Buy it now: http://www.amazon.com/Underneath-All-Storm-Cassandra-Carr-ebook/dp/B00G4C4AEA/ref=la_B004DSRSXW_1_9?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1387462315&sr=1-9

Rob stopped short and turned, keeping a tenuous hold on his patience. “Stop worrying about the money.”

“I can’t.”

“I’m telling you to.” He backtracked and found himself cupping her face, stroking the soft skin of her cheeks. “Are you listening to me? Do not concern yourself with how much any of this is costing. Seriously. You’re killing my buzz.”

She bit her lip, seemingly caught between a desire to smile and genuine concern. He gently pulled with his thumb until she released her lip. Then he ran his fingertips down her cheek. No matter how many times he told himself to leave her alone, Rob couldn’t stop touching her.

“Now are you going to pick out a cubby thingy, or are you going to leave me to my own devices? You have no idea what I’ll end up with…”

Alaina grinned then and his breath caught. His other hand joined the one already caressing her face and he leaned down to brush his lips to hers even as his brain screamed at him. What if Alaina only allowed his advances because she was grateful for his money? Man, he’d hate that. Despite his reservations, even an angry two-hundred-sixty-pound enforcer barreling toward him wouldn’t stop him, and Rob kissed her again, harder. After a moment of hesitation, she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around his neck.

If he’d had his way, no matter what his brain said, he would’ve had her horizontal in about two seconds, his tongue exploring her as his hands discovered if the curves more in evidence today were as soft as they appeared. Thankfully some part of him was still paying attention, and he pulled away before he embarrassed them both. Her face and neck were flushed bright red, and he’d bet she looked exactly like that in the throes of passion.

Dammit. Shouldn’t have worn jeans. And he could hardly adjust himself in the middle of this store to relieve the pressure. Rob ground his teeth.

QUESTION THREE: What does Rob regret wearing?

4JENNIFERZANEEXCERPT FOUR: Liar, Liar, Hearts on Fire by Jennifer Zane

Liar, Liar, Hearts On Fire will be released on Amazon on 1/16/14. Advanced reviews can be seen on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18803814-liar-liar-hearts-on-fire?ac=1

Mike lifted my chin with one finger, tilted my face up so he could look me in the eye. His blue eyes were a little panicked, a little serious. “There isn’t time to explain,” he murmured so only I could hear. “Play along.”

Before I could respond, he lowered his mouth to mine in a searing kiss. There, in the middle of baggage claim, Mike got to first base, tongue and all. With his mother, the dead bear and all the other passengers free to observe.

With his mouth on mine, the world slipped away. I forgot everything but the soft feel of his lips, his taste, the intensity of the kiss, the way it melted my bones like wax beneath a flame. His hard body pressed firmly against mine.

With one hand tightly about my waist, I felt Mike reach into his jacket pocket, then take hold of my left hand. As he lifted his head, our ragged breaths mingled and I felt him slide something on my finger. My ring finger.

QUESTION FOUR: Where is this kiss taking place?

5CHARLIEDESCATEAUXEXCERPT FIVE: Curious Sustenance by Charlie Descoteaux

Buy it now: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4392

The door opened before he could knock, and he was invited in by the most gorgeous man he’d ever seen—bar none. Miles wore faded jeans and a T-shirt with a tree on it. And he was barefoot. That struck Ross as endearingly vulnerable and intimate.

They lingered in the small foyer, neither speaking, tension heating the air all around them. Miles stood framed by the front door, the stairway to his right and narrow french doors enclosing them on two sides. Standing so close to him, Ross was barely able to breathe around the knowledge that they were alone. Together. Finally. He reached up slowly and brushed his fingertips along Miles’s jaw and then over his goatee. “You have a beautiful home.”

Ross slipped his hand around to the back of Miles’s neck and pulled his face close. Miles wrapped both arms around his shoulders as their lips met. Ross wasn’t sure whether they both moaned or if it was only him. He’d never kissed anyone with such warm, soft lips before and couldn’t contain himself. The contrast between the softness of those lips and the silky goatee surrounding them was intoxicating. Ross slipped a hand up, meaning to bury it in Miles’s hair, to finally touch the long, shiny strands he’d thought about so often, but was stopped by an elastic band. Ross leaned against him without breaking the kiss and reached back with both hands to slide the band off. Miles’s hair fanned out over Ross’s hands and fell forward to tickle his neck. It was so thick and luxurious he couldn’t help but moan again—he edged close to full-on sensory overload and not one stitch of clothing had even been loosened. His legs began to tremble and he was forced to think about standing, but Miles didn’t seem to have any trouble supporting his weight.

QUESTION FIVE: What does Ross brush his fingertips along?

Okay, answer the FIVE questions in your comment. The comments will be screened so that no one can see anyone else’s answers, but the answers are EZ so just read through the kisses. You only have to answer one set of five questions to be entered, BUT you get another entry for every set of five questions you answer. Remember Kisses are hosted by Tara LainAngel Payne, and Kay Berrisford. There are more questions at Kay Berrisford’s website and at Angel Payne’s for the next three days. Have a ball and win some books! :  )