Saturday, July 23, 2016

Bo and Lucky Speak Japanese?

I've got big news! I'm thrilled that Diversion 1 will be released in Japanese in August. I've been working with an amazing translator and publishing company, and they're bringing Bo and Lucky to Japanese audiences.

I'm a big yaoi fan, and the yaoi-styled cover makes me happy. The artist did a fabulous job of bringing the guys to life, I believe.

I'll post buy links when they're available. Until then, I give you the lovely cover.

What do you think?


Sunday, July 10, 2016

Love is Love Poetry Anthology






On June 12, 2016, the most horrendous mass shooting in US history and an unfathomable act of hate was directed at the LGBT community in Orlando. The horror of this tragedy reverberated around the world, leaving millions shocked and appalled at the senseless violence that destroyed so many innocent lives. 

In a display of solidarity with the victims and survivors of the Pulse nightclub shooting, a group of LGBTQ+ and straight allies, from all across the globe, came together to produce a collection of poems in celebration of love and acceptance.

The resulting Love is Love Poetry Anthology is dedicated to the families and victims of the shooting and all proceeds of this work will be donated to Equality Florida’s Pulse Victims Fund.

In this small way, the authors, along with the readers who purchase this work, seek to contribute to the lives of those who still suffer from the consequences of the malice directed toward them, and offer some positivity and compassion in the face of such bigotry. 


Contributing Authors:

AC Benus, Aditus, Andrew Jericho, Ann Anderson, Ash Marie, Asta Idonea, Betti Gefecht, Cam Kennedy, Cynus Eldranai, Darren White, dughlas, Eddy LeFey, Eden Winters, EmiGS Em, F.E. Feeley Jr., Gelybi , Headstall, Jack L. Pyke, Jana Denardo, Jason Frazier, Jay Rookwood, J.L. Merrow, Karina Rye, Kathy Griffith, Kay Ellis, Kaye P. Hallows, Kit Loffstadt, Laura B. Damone, Layla Dorine, Lily G. Blunt, L.J. Harris, L.M. Somerton, Louis Stevens, L.S.K Harris, L.V. Lloyd, Lynn Michaels, Maggie Chatterton, Maria Siopis, Monika De Giorgi, Parker Owens, Patricia Nelson, Pelaam, Petra Howard, Ravyn Bryce, Rick R. Reed, Ruski, Valik and Addy, S.J. Davis, Skylar M. Cates, Star Brady, Steve Baldry, Susan Crane, Tamara Miles, Tash Hatzipetrou, Tim Landon, Tracy Gee, Vicki Tubridy, Victoria Kinnaird, and Wendy Rathbone.


My own contribution, Flight, was posted on my blog a few weeks ago. 

Find it here at:
Amazon 
All Romance Ebooks

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Welcome Z. Allora!

Please welcome Z. Allora to the blog today, and sink your teeth into the hotness that is Zack Davis, from her soon to be released novel, Lock and Key. 



I want to thank Eden Winters not only for hosting a part of Zack’s story but helping to tame my squirrel speak. When she and I get together we talk a lot about our characters and what their motivations are for the choices they make/made.

I wrote this 11-part backstory to allow a peek into Zack Davis’s life so you’ll have a deeper understanding of why he chooses the paths he does in Lock and Key.

Hugs, Z.

Part 8 can be found at here at Rainbow Gold Reviews.

Part 9

Zack’s ears still rang from his mother’s tirade as she dragged his little brother from their house. She had bellowed, “No son of mine can be gay, therefore you’re no son of mine! Out!”

Jordon’s tears, look of hurt, and disbelief kicked Zack right in the heart. His little brother would be okay. She had taken him to Dusty. Their oldest brother would take care of him, he’d been doing it for years.

It wasn’t a big deal. Jordon would live with Dusty and Zack could still spend time with him. All he had to do was hold his breath for few weeks until graduation. Then he could get a job, an apartment, and eventually not have to hide.

He could deal with that. Right?

Though sometimes living in the shadows exhausted Zack. Especially right now being invisible seemed wrong. It wasn’t fair Jordon was thrown out and Zack was allowed to stay.

He grabbed the box from the back of his closet he hid behind old sports equipment. Making piles of his books and magazines, he stared at them. Ha! Maybe he could wear a button that read I heart BDSM. Or he could wear a T-shirt with Paddles Aren’t Just For Canoes scrolled across the front. Or maybe he could just—

The front door slammed shut. His mother was back. Her footsteps stopped. Did she see the family picture that had fallen off the wall lying shattered on the floor? Their family was now in shreds because of her broken beliefs.

Shit! He should put away all the evidence she’d use to convict him, but he didn’t want to. He wanted to be surrounded by what she would consider his sin. Granted, a part of him he still considered everything he wanted shameful.

She stomped into the bedroom ranting, “We’re going to remove any gay your brother left behind!” Stopping midstep, she asked, “What’s all this?”

For a second he wanted to hide, lie, and do what he had to do so she wouldn’t know. The safety of the shadows called to him. The weight of the vintage BDSM magazines resting on his lap and his Tom of Finland art books in a stack at his feet screamed out what he craved: Bondage, discipline and hot men.

There was still an escape hatch. He could say these were Jordon’s— “I was packing my books.”

“What do you mean yours? Don’t protect your perverted little brother! Thank you for gathering all his dirty smut. Take them to the shredder and destroy them!”

“No.” He stood and stared at her. Resigned to his fate, he admitted, “These are mine.”

“You’ll get rid of them or you’ll leave my house,” she hissed with tears in her eyes.

“Okay, fine by me.” Zack hadn’t expected a different outcome. He grabbed three pairs of jeans and scooped up all the T-shirts he could jam into his knapsack. He grabbed a duffel bag and stuffed his books in it.

She rushed over to his bed and grabbed a magazine. “You’re even sicker than both of your brothers…. Where did I go wrong? How could you want to tie someone up and beat them? What kind of sinful sickness do you have?”

That was the question that bounced around his head for as long as he’d had these cravings. He had no words to give her.

“You’re twisted and disgusting! How can you look at these pictures of men doing this to each other?”

How could he not? It was the beautiful simplicity he sought. He yearned for those clearly defined boundaries that would set him free. To suffer for his Master—

His face heated. He didn’t want to be ashamed of what he needed but he found no words to defend himself as he added his magazines to the bag.

She smacked him with the magazine and screamed, “Get out! Get out! You filthy disgusting pig!”

He snatched the mag from her hand, grabbed his duffel bag, backpack, and car keys and left the house he had grown up in.

Part 10 will be hosted by: http://lovebytesreviews.com


Lock And Key by Z. Allora



Rejected. Heartbroken. Devastated.

Zack Davis wanted to serve only one man, Andrew Nikeman. He was denied because Andrew thought he was too young and because their brothers were together. So Zack crushed his submissive tendencies and focused on being the perfect Dom, giving every sub he played with something he couldn’t have.

After years of denying his submissive side, Entwined’s charity auction “Are you Dom Enough to be a sub?” gives Zack an excuse to get a little of what he’s always craved.

Andrew doesn’t know when his infatuation turned into more, but it kills him to see Zack with a constant parade of submissives. He’d refused to jeopardize his brother’s relationship or become Zack’s regret; however, Zack isn’t a kid anymore, and his brother’s relationship is unbreakable. Now Zack’s popularity and success as a Dom might ruin Andrew’s dreams of collaring him, but he can’t wait any longer to confess his feelings or he risks losing the man he loves forever.

Now available for preorder at Dreamspinner Press. Release date July 15,2016. 



Please follow the rest of the blog tour. You can find the schedule at http://zallora.blogspot.com.

Big hugs,
Z. Allora
https://www.facebook.com/Zallorabooks








Saturday, May 28, 2016

Flight by Eden Winters

“Stay, don’t go,” they said to him,
“Don’t venture from the nest,
Hide here and they’ll never know,
Lies will keep you safe.”

And so he stayed behind the glass,
longing to be free,
With every soul he saw take wing,
He mourned what couldn’t be.

He gave someone his heart and soul,
And never let him know,
For doing so would tell the truth,
And leave him so exposed.

Love from afar ate at his heart,
And bitterness began,
Why couldn’t he follow his own path
As openly as his friends?

What made their lives worth more than his,
That he could never show,
His true self to all the world,
His longing to be loved?

“Follow your heart, don’t be like me,”
An old man said to him,
“A life lived by another’s rules,
Isn’t truly living.”

“But I am afraid!” he cried,
While tears flooded his eyes,
To be who he was born to be,
He’d have to break some ties,

What would they think? What would they say?
If ever he should leave,
But staying killed him day by day,
His battle to deceive.

Who were they to judge right and wrong?
Place their beliefs on him?
He who’d tried to get along,
Had as much right as them,

To live his life being who he was,
And never have to hide.
To live and love with all his might,
Letting heart and love be guide,

And so he took those first few steps,
Though others caused despair,
They told him he would go to Hell,
Wasn’t he already there?

He turned his face into the wind,
To start his life anew,
Holding the hand he’d longed to hold,
He spread his wings and flew. 

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Dreamspinner Press Anniversary Sale

To celebrate Dreamspinner Press' ninth anniversary, they're giving a 35% discount on books from authors who joined them in year 4-5, which includes Yours Truly!



So, if you've had your eye on Naked Tails, The Wish, Duet, or A Matter of When, now's the time to buy. 

And don't forget perpetual freebie, and side story to The Wish: Valentine Wish. 

Here's a full list of all participating authors:

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Early Musical Influences - Songs That Shaped My Life

Normally I post about early literary influences, but tonight I picked an artist on my iPod to play, only to have the songs bring back quite a few memories.

I grew up on a farm way out in the middle of nowhere, rather isolated, no kids around to visit or play with except my siblings and we were usually fighting. Mom played country music and Grandma played gospel.

Ever heard of Kitty Wells? Wendy Bagwell and the Sunlighters? Those were my favorites once upon a time. Then, at the age of twelve, something wonderful happened to me: I won a radio of my own, probably through the 4-H program but I don't rightly recall now. You gotta remember, I lived in a time when kids didn't have iPods, and even if they'd existed, they weren't necessities so I'd never have hoped to have one at that age.

Anyway, this magical radio introduced me to a whole other world, full of new songs to sing. I'm a lyrics girl. I write poetry, and appreciate words that have been well put together, so when I find a song I like, I pretty much wallow in it until I can sing it, have made up my own verses, and have scoured every source I could find for the story behind the song (which is a whole lot easier with the Internet).

Heading into the teen years, and being a teenager, isn't always fun. Songs filled the void when I needed to say something and couldn't find the words, or they helped me identity my emotional turmoil and move on.

That said, I owe Sir Elton John a tremendous "Thank you." His music has gotten me through some really tough times. My favorite song in high school was "Tiny Dancer" and whenever I'd had my heart ripped out (at least once a week) then I'd commiserate with "Sorry Seems to be the Hardest Word." And "Someone Saved My Life Tonight" should be self explanatory.

Bear in mind that I didn't have albums, CDs, or even eight-tracks--I had to wait for the song to come on the radio or sing it to the top of my lungs while shoveling stuff I'd rather not talk about out in the hen house on the farm.

I grew up, moved on, made a life for myself outside the farm. I own hundreds of CDs, an iPod, and lots of other ways to play music. I can even pull YouTube up on my TV and watch videos to my heart's content.

But sometimes, when I least expect it, I'll hear a familiar voice and get swept back in time.

I'll leave you with a song from my past, that I love as much today as I did then.




Tuesday, March 8, 2016

.99 Cents Eden Winters Books at Dreamspinner Press

This coming weekend, the weekend of March 11, 2016, pick up three of my titles in e-book format at Dreamspinner Press for the bargain price of .99 cents.

Choose from:

A Matter of When



Wealth. Fame. Gold record. Hookers and Cocaine front man Henri Lafontaine has it all…including a control freak manager, band members who smile as they sharpen blades for his back, and last but damn well not least, a fan out to steal his heart. Literally. Trying to write hit songs and plan a comeback in the midst of the hi-fi white noise of LA feels more like watching his world implode, until he’s offered a month in the Colorado Rockies for vocal coaching.

Sebastian Unger’s rich, classically trained tenor inspires wicked thoughts. More than a pretty choir boy, he cracks the whip without hesitation to drive tattooed bad-boy Henri to give his all to his music. Working, fighting, and finally establishing a fragile peace, they find inspiration and perhaps more in each other. But the clock is ticking. Time will pull Henri back to the grit and gold of LA’s mean streets and fame machine, while Sebastian must return to the opera circuit, where a mysterious man known as “the patron” holds far too much sway. Only the trust they've built on a handful of notes bridges their two worlds...and shields them from malice.
 

Duet



A conqueror’s decree can’t separate Aillil Callaghan from his Scottish heritage. He wears his clan’s forbidden plaid with pride, awaiting the day he becomes Laird, restores his family’s name, and fights to free Scotland from English tyranny. An Englishman in his home? Abomination! Yet the tutor his father engaged for Aillil’s younger brothers may have something to teach the Callaghan heir as well.

Violinist and scholar Malcolm Byerly fled Kent in fear, seeking nothing more than a quiet post, eager minds to teach, and for no one to learn his secrets. He didn’t count on his charges’ English-hating barbarian of an older brother, or on red-and-green tartan concealing a kindred soul. A shared love of music breaks down the barriers between two worlds. 

Aillil’s father threatens their love, but a far more dangerous enemy tears them apart. They vanish into legend. 

Two centuries later, concert violinist Billy Byerly arrives at Castle Callaghan—and feels strangely at home. Legends speak of a Lost Laird who haunts the fortress in wait of his lover’s return. Billy doesn’t believe in legends, ghosts, or love that outlasts life. 

But the Lost Laird knows his own.


If possum shifters are more your speed:
Naked Tails



Seth McDaniel wasn’t raised among a shifter passel and has no idea what it’s like to turn furry once a month. An orphan, torn from his father’s family at an early age, he scarcely remembers Great-aunt Irene. Now her passing brings him back to Possum Kingdom, Georgia, to take up a legacy he doesn’t understand and reconnect with a friend he’s never forgotten.

As Irene’s second-in-command, Dustin Livingston has two choices: assume control of the passel or select another replacement. Unfortunately, the other candidates are either heartless or clueless. Dustin’s best hope to dodge the responsibility is to deliver a crash course in leadership to his childhood pal Seth, a man he hasn’t seen in twenty years. However, while Dustin's mind is set on his task, his heart is set on his old friend.

Seth’s quest for answers yields more questions instead. What’s with the tiny gray hairs littering his aunt’s house? Why do the townsfolk call each other “Jack” and “Jill”? Do Dustin’s attentions come with ulterior motives? And why is Seth suddenly craving crickets?
 



But then again, at this price, why not pick them all?