Thursday, April 23, 2015

UNEXPECTED ALPHA by Amber Kell

So, I just found out that one of my favorite books by Amber Kell is not only a great read but the proceeds are going to a great cause. Unexpected Alpha is a charity book of Amber’s where all of the proceeds go to the Autism Society of Washington. As a mother of a child on the spectrum this cause is dear to her heart. Unexpected Alpha is currently available at all the usual ebook retailers.

UNEXPECTED ALPHA
Available Now!
Stanley didn’t expect his life to change when he went jogging one night. Barely surviving a dog attack he woke in a strange bed with odd urges. He didn’t mind the sexy man hovering over him. In fact if Fen wished to join him in bed he’d have no objections.
Fenris wanted the alpha at his first growl. The sexy man’s commanding air and sweet smile were a combination out of Fen’s hottest dreams. Unfortunately family issues and outside forces tried to push the lovers apart and keep them from their happily ever after.
Faced with opposition Stanley did the only thing he could. He let everyone know that the new alpha on the block wouldn’t accept anyone getting between him and his man.

Excerpt:
If Stanley Brown had known what kind of day it would turn out to be, he would’ve stayed in bed. No two ways about it. In bed with the door locked, the curtains drawn, and maybe a giant boulder in front of the entrance to his apartment building, like the ones in cartoons.
He definitely wouldn’t have gone running in the park.
Idiot.
But how was he to know something he did on an almost nightly basis would turn disastrous?
Not a lot of people visited the park at night. Technically, it closed at dusk, but Stanley considered the opening times posted as more of a guideline rather than a hard fast rule, and had discovered many fellow joggers with the same opinion. Except tonight none of his other running rebel friends were around to keep him company. Shrugging off the slight shiver tickling down his spine, Stanley continued on his routine path. He had no reason to find that night any scarier than other nights. In fact, the full moon brightened up the park far better than the pathetic glow from the dim streetlights a block away.
Hitting his stride, Stanley followed the familiar curved gravel path. The apartment key he kept on a chain around his neck and under his shirt. The small bit of metal tapped a calming rhythm against his chest with each step. A dog growled behind him. Damn, some moron had let his pet off leash again. He hated dog owners who thought the idea of a good time was to take their barely tamed animal to the park and let them run free. Those kinds of people tended to be mindless idiots who never worried about their beasts mauling some poor kid playing in the grassy field as long as Fido didn’t have to be oppressed by the leash laws.
Still running, Stanley reached into his jacket pocket and wrapped his fingers around the container of pepper spray he kept tucked inside. He might like to run amongst the trees, but this city boy never traveled without some sort of protection. He blamed the owners, not the mutts for their misbehavior, sadly it was the animals that got sprayed. Dousing the owners would’ve been much more satisfying.
The growling became louder. Maybe running away from the snarling dog had unleashed the animal’s hunting instinct. Well fuck, he wasn’t going to stop now.
Fumbling to pull the canister out, it caught on the inside mesh of his jacket pocket. A loud howl filled the air, closer this time. Before he could react, thick claws stabbed into Stanley’s back like sharp razors easily slicing through his thin nylon clothing.
Screaming, he fell face first onto the ground. Fear accelerated his heartbeat, hammering a staccato rhythm against his chest. He rolled over, still trying to pull the pepper spray out of his pocket. Stanley kicked at the creature, then pushed off with his feet and rolled away from his attacker. The dog, wolf, thing turned toward him, saliva dripping from its long snout.
What the hell is that? A feral dog? A runaway lab animal?
If he believed in monster movies, this would’ve been the perfect set up. His thoughts jabbering away in his mind, Stanley continued to yank at the pepper spray. Finally, the canister pulled free. With shaking hands, he lined up the nozzle and pointed it at the shaggy, snarling creature.
“Take that, you fucker!” Stanley stumbled to his feet and sprayed the large animal. If he found the beast’s owner, he’d sue the bastard for terrifying the crap out of him. Before he could douse the beast a second time, it jumped at Stanley and scratched the hell out of his arm. Unprepared for a second attack, Stanley tumbled to the ground. He let out a gurgling cry as the beast lunged and clamped onto Stanley’s throat with its massive teeth. Like a set of Ginsu knives, the beast’s sharp canines ripped through Stanley’s flesh. His vision dimmed from lack of blood as it splashed a warm river across his throat. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, not daring to buck off the beast gnawing at his throat. Thoughts of his parents’ sorrow when they heard of his death renewed Stanley’s fading determination.
Flinging out his hand, Stanley scrabbled to grab hold of anything. A piece of branch filled his palm, the wood scraping his flesh. Desperate for any bit of help, Stanley clutched the small branch. With his last surge of strength, he brought the stake up between them and stabbed the beast through its chest. Blood coated Stanley’s arm, its sticky essence soaking his shirt in a hot, crimson river. He turned his head when the first flow tried to get into his mouth. Spitting out the acrid taste spilling across his tongue, he still couldn’t quite clear his mouth of the flavor.

Thursday, April 16, 2015

RELEASE DAY: Flight of Fancy (Wolf Creek Pack 12)

FLIGHT OF FANCY

Wolf Creek Pack 12

Available Today!

[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, vampires, werewolves, HEA]

Eddie Jacks is on the run. He just wants to make it back home so he can pack his stuff before his ex-boyfriend comes after him. When he reaches his seat on the airplane, it’s occupied by a striking man with a broken nose. But there’s an air of mystery around the ruggedly handsome man that makes Eddie wish for things best forgotten.

Virgil Brown just wanted to make it back to Wolf Creek. After a particularly long and dangerous mission, he’s a little banged up and in need of some serious sleep. When the cutest guy he’s ever seen takes the seat next to him, Virgil is confused by the instant interest he has in the klutzy man.

Deciding to see where things go, Virgil discovers that there is more to Eddie than meets the eye. Not only is Eddie his mate, but the man has secrets even Eddie wasn’t aware of. When his ex comes for him, Virgil and Eddie have to trust that fate won’t tear them apart when they just found each other.

http://www.bookstrand.com/flight-of-fancy

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

FINISHED & SUBMITTED: To Take A King

TO TAKE A KING

Coming June 4th
Elves are from Venus, wolf shifters from Mars. Vampires come from Saturn, humans live on Earth... and one man is king of them all...he just doesn't know it yet.
Nicolas Callon had no idea that his life was going to change the day he turned twenty five. He had simply been hoping to spend a little time with his best friend and secret crush Cooper Walsh. But nothing turns out like he had hoped. From interfering ex-girlfriends to aliens from outer-space, Nicky’s day just goes to hell.
The one bright spot is Cooper, and the passionate interlude they share mere moments before Nicky’s life turns upside down. As he whisked away to parts unknown, it might be all Nicky has to keep himself sane because being told he’s king of the galaxy pales in comparison to watching the man he loves get shot before his very eyes.
If Nicky can find a way back to earth, he might have a chance of making his birthday wish come true. If not, then everything he has gained as king will be meaningless.  

STORY EXCERPT
“Well, fuck a duck.” Nicolas Callon glanced down to see what had tripped him.
Nothing.
Nada.
Not a damn thing.
Rolling his eyes, Nicky turned and continued walking around the outdoor tables of the seaside café. This wouldn’t be the first time he had tripped, and it most certainly wouldn’t be the last. If there was something for Nicky to trip over, or nothing at all, he tripped. He was a certified klutz.
He was just glad the bottled waters he carried hadn't been opened. More times than he cared to remember, he had ended up tossing his drinks all over whoever was around him when he stumbled.
Nicky's gaze darted to where his best friend sat as the jazz music played softly in the background. They were sitting outdoors of the café, but Nicky had had to go inside for the water. It wasn't quiet summer yet and a gentle breeze blew off the mountains to stir strands of his hair. He tucked them behind his ear as he stopped at their table.
 “Here you go, Coop.” He held one of the bottles out to his best friend—and the man he secretly dreamed of every second of every day. Cooper smiled up at him as he took the bottle, the deep dimples on either side of his face surfacing.
And that right there would be why Nicky lived and breathed for Cooper Walsh.
He was the most gorgeous creature ever created. Taller than the average man by more than a few inches, Cooper was the epitome of masculinity. From his wide shoulders and broad chest to his thick thighs and long legs, Cooper was every gay man’s wet dream in one big bear of a package.
His raven black hair curled around his face as if trying to caress his golden skin. His copper eyes twinkled when he laughed. And his lips…oh, Nicky had fantasies about those plush lips, and all of them involved the two of them being buck ass naked.
Unfortunately they would never be more than fantasies.
Nicky sighed as he took a seat next to his friend and he unscrewed the cap on his water. He took a long sip, never taking his eyes off of Coop as the guy talked to a few of their friends.
Cooper Walsh was the greatest friend anyone could ever ask for. He had taken Nicky under his wing after defending him in the sandbox when they were five years old, and had been defending Nicky ever since. Cooper was also a compassionate friend who never batted an eye when Nicky cascaded through his turbulent and sometimes erratic emotions.
But friendship only went so far and the buxom blond on the other side of Cooper was proof enough that the man was most decidedly not gay. One fateful kiss when they’d both had way too much to drink—a kiss that Cooper quickly put an end to—did not make the man gay. And that meant that Nicky could dream until his balls turned blue and shriveled up but it wouldn’t get him any closer to living out a single one of his fantasies.
Cooper waved a hand in front of Nicky's face. “So, what do you think?”
“Huh?” Nicky blinked rapidly, his eyes darting around to find all eyes on him. Heat suffused his face as he crossed his arms over his chest. “What?”
Cooper chuckled as he playfully bumped their shoulders together. “We thought we’d head on down to the lake and go swimming. You game?”
Nicky glanced at the blond bimbo hanging onto Cooper as if he’d escape if she let go. The calculating gleam he could see in the woman’s blue eyes unnerved him. She might seem bubbly and clueless but there was something about her that set Nicky on edge.
He didn’t like her.
“No, you go on ahead. I’ve got some painting to do.” Sort of. It was true he had painting to do but he always had painting to do. That was what he did. But he could have taken the afternoon off if he really wanted to. He really did, but not with an entourage of other people.
“Ah, come on, Nicky,” Coop wheedled as his smile spread wider, “get out and smell the fresh air. I’ll bet it gives you some inspiration.”
“Oh, let him go, honey,” little miss Barbie boobs said as she pressed said boobs into Cooper’s arm until they threatened to pop right out of the top of her pink-and-white striped string bikini. How she stuffed those voluptuous breasts into a top that small was beyond Nicky, and probably most of the scientific community. 
Nicky’s eyes narrowed when she trailed a finger up Cooper’s neck to the bottom of his ear before leaning in to whisper—rather loudly—“We could have a good time, just the two of us.”
The smile slid from Cooper’s face faster than Nicky could blink. “I told you when you showed up that it was Nicky’s birthday and I'd be spending the day with him. You said you understood.”
Judie took a step back, obviously feeling the heat of Cooper’s anger. It was never good when the big man became heated. “Well, I…” Judie smiled sweetly, her voice lowering to what she probably thought was a sultry tone. It wasn’t. For Nicky, it was more like fingernails down a chalkboard.  “I just thought since he wanted to go paint that we could…”
Nicky tuned her out and stood, heading toward the street when Judie began trailing her hot pink nails over the edges of Cooper’s gray tank top. There were some things a love-struck man shouldn’t have to deal with. Watching Barbie boobs fawn all over Cooper wasn’t one of the things he could stomach.
He’d rather have his balls snipped with rusty sheers. 
After walking two blocks, a black truck pulled up beside him and slowed. Nicky’s lips twitched when the truck kept pace with him, which was a slow stroll. Cooper didn’t say a word as he pushed the passenger door open.
Nicky kept walking.
Cooper kept driving.
Nicky sighed as he stopped and turned, his hands landing on his hips. He waved one back behind Cooper’s truck. “You’re holding up traffic, you know.”
“No.” Copper eyes twinkled with amusement. “You are holding up traffic.”
Nicky crossed his arms. He shot a quick glance to the two cars idling behind Cooper before looking back at the gorgeous man. He eyed the empty seat then lifted an eyebrow in query. “Where’s Barbie boobs?”
Cooper's shoulders lifted and then fell. “Having cotton stuffed in her ears to stop the rapid loss of air.”
Nicky sucked in his bottom lip and bit down on it to keep from laughing. It took him a moment to regain his composure enough to talk. “Are you supposed to say something like that about your girlfriend?”
Cooper’s expression turned to a suspicious grimace as he rested both hands on the steering wheel and looked out the front window. “Judie is not my girlfriend.”
“Does she know that?”
Cooper looked Nicky right in the eyes. “She does now.”

Saturday, April 11, 2015

THE BEACH HOUSE MOVIE PROJECT

The Beach House will be one of the first LGBT films focusing on gays in the military. More importantly, what happens when they return to the states, often with PTSD.

As the filmmaking team, our goal is to make an important film that sheds light on the struggles that our vets, both gay and straight, have when they return home. The Beach House will be a beautiful, engrossing and romantically charged film. 
It will have a realistic budget, efficient shooting schedule and will show a love story never before seen in an LGBT film.

That said, the total minimum budget for this film is forty thousand dollars, ($40,000) Any money raised above that amount will go towards the cost of conducting this campaign and then to entering the finished film into well-known film festivals and advertising. 
Michael Simon has been retained to direct The Beach House. Michael's last film, The Love Patient, which was both written and directed by him, received a global distribution deal with TLA Releasing and was shown on Here! TV. The film won TLA's Gaybie Award for Best Romance/Comedy 2012.

One of Michael's earlier projects, "Gay Zombie,” recently created a stir at Harvard University. On that, Michael has this to say: "Today is the day Gay Zombie screens in a class at Harvard University. They have now contacted me for another copy (of the movie) to be a permanent addition to the Andover Harvard Theological Library!"
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2556962/?ref_=fn_al_...

Just one reason that John, the screenwriter, has such confidence in the creativity and professionalism of Michael Simon. Michael, along with John, will also act as Producer and co-producer. We are happy to give substantial donors the title of Executive Producer.
John Simpson adapted the screenplay from his book of the same name, published by Dreamspinner Press. John has written over fifty published books and was named by Genre Magazine as one of the top 100 most influential gay people in America at the beginning of the century. John has won many accolades for his writing and even acted in a television pilot for Lion Television of New York. John is also listed in the IMdB under his full name for appearing in a documentary film on gay marriage as an early supporter of the movement. John was also featured in Vincent Cianni's documentary photo book, "Gays in the Military."

Regarding production: Michael has a knack for getting films made on time and within a limited budget. The Beach House will only shoot for nine days, which will help with costs and immerse the cast and crew in the world of our leads, Keith & Jeff. The crew will be small and tight: no giant trucks or excessive bodies. The shoot will be quick and efficient. We will soon name our Director of Photography who will be joined by his assistant, sound, lights, a production assistant or two and that’s it.
Although the budget includes scoring, mixing, mastering and color correcting, any extra money raised will make the post-production process that much easier and help us with entry to film festivals and advertising.
The cast will be no less than stunning! We have signed on Dusty Alvarado to play the role of the troubled Marine. As you can see in the video, he is a dynamic new talent who will undoubtedly deliver a star-making performance. We are fortunate to round out the cast with some serious acting chops in the co-lead Jake Ferree and supporting roles.

As for the movie itself, here's a summary that will more fully describe it! 
The path of two men's lives is affected forever as their fates cross against the majestic setting of a beach house. 
Keith, a financial analyst, rents a beach house for the summer to escape his recent tragedies. Aside from the loss of the man of his dreams, he has also lost his mother - his rock, his confidant. He indulges himself in a summer rental to escape all that he knows. 
Jeff, a Marine Sniper, who spent two grueling tours of duty in Afghanistan, has returned home with post-traumatic stress disorder or PTSD. He too is seeking a summer of solace. 
As Keith plays "fetch" with Sam, his trusted canine companion, he meets the hunky and troubled vet. The two men hit it off easily and see that they are something of kindred spirits. As they spend more time together, Keith learns that Jeff's former lover from the Marines, Joe, went missing in action from his unit, and he never got the chance to say goodbye. Joe's disappearance plagues Jeff almost as much as his PTSD, and Keith acts as a very good friend and listens intently. 
The attraction between the two men is palpable, but as they are both processing so much loss, the relationship between them stays platonic - for the moment. 
One night, during a terrible thunderstorm, Keith answers the door to find Jeff, drenched and in a panic. Keith ushers him into the bathroom where he undresses the numbed Jeff and promptly wraps him in the comfort of warm towels. Every clap of thunder and lightning flash jars the frightened ex-marine. He asks if he can spend the night - Keith complies knowing Jeff's conditions. The two men hold each other tight as Keith respects the boundaries that Jeff has laid before them.
As the summer progresses, Jeff begins to come more and more alive, finding a mutual attraction between the two men with both of them being able to voice it. Finally, after a wild night out at a gay bar in the city, the two finally make love. They are both able to let their walls down as their lovemaking reawakens them. 
Their relationship progresses further, as they go out on Jeff's boat. Jeff shows Keith an exhilarating time, speeding across the open waters. Afterward, enjoying a hot jacuzzi and a bottle of tequila, Jeff continues to reveal his story of Joe, his ex-lover, and fully explain the sexual relationship they had in the war zone. Jeff finally realizes that his need for comfort blinded him to Joe's domineering nature. Jeff is ashamed to admit how he was controlled.
In Keith, he finds a much softer, more intelligent man, who seems to genuinely care about him and not just interested in sex. The two see a possible future together as they begin to fall in love and rediscover the joy of letting another in, both emotionally and physically.
Just as their intimacy reaches a peak and they pledge to become boyfriends, a bombshell shatters their oblivion: Joe shows up at Keith's door searching for Jeff. 
Jeff is shocked to his core to find himself staring into the face of Joe from Afghanistan. Joe explains that he was wounded, evacuated by helicopter and sent to Germany to fully recover. Since Joe was doing work for the CIA, all of his information was classified, making it impossible to find him once he was out of country.
Joe insists that Jeff comeback with him to Jeff's house to pick up where they had left off. Keith is crushed as Jeff is compelled to leave with Joe. Keith takes solace in Sam, his ever faithful companion, as he crumbles on the sofa and cries, regretting that he ever let his heart open again. 
Once back at Jeff's, Joe does all he can to seduce him, until Jeff can no longer resist his former lover's appeal. Jeff immediately regrets the act after being once again faced with Joe's overly forceful nature. Having experienced what true love making can be, Jeff now knows that Joe is a brut. 
In the morning, Jeff is finally able to stand up to Joe and orders him out declaring he has a new boyfriend and not an abusive one. 
Joe leaves in anger, stopping long enough at Keith's to give him the finger. This further crushes Keith as he thinks this was Joe's victory announcement and is startled when Jeff sneaks in his back door.
The two men argue as Keith is incredulous to the fact that Jeff thinks he can go off and have sex with someone else and come back expecting him to be waiting. Jeff pleads and explains that it was a chapter that needed to be closed and he is back to stay for good, if he will have him.
As much as Keith tries to resist Jeff, his love for him is too strong and he eventually relents and forgives. The two men have found love for life. They celebrate by watching the 4th of July fireworks on the beach. Jeff is able to handle the “bangs and pops” of the fireworks, with his boyfriend and lover holding him tight.

Short Summary
This is a chance for every individual, both Veteran and Non-Veteran, to contribute to the making of a movie to bring awareness to what is often a crippling disorder suffered by returning Vets from combat zones.  PTSD effects all veterans, gay and straight. I'm John Simpson, screenwriter and co-producer. I'm a Vietnam era Veteran and I was one of the fortunate ones that did not have to actually go to Vietnam. Today's vets, are more likely than not, to have to fight in the Middle-East at some point in their service. This is a story about one of those Vets, a gay Vet, and how he tries to get his life back on track. There can never be too much exposure for this deadly disorder. The V.A. and Congress have failed miserably in treating this disorder and one of the ways to bring a greater awareness to this subject, is to make movies. This will be both a serious, but also sexy romance that takes place over the course of a summer. Be part of the journey that Jeff and Keith travel together.

What We Need & What You Get
We need a total budget of $40,000 to make this Ultra Low-Budget film. Just to film it, we need $25,000 of that budget, with the remainder going to post-production costs which are expensive. We hope to enter this movie into film festivals around the world, bringing further exposure to this issue.
This campaign seeks to raise the first part of our budget. This will get the movie "shot" and in the "can." If we raise more than the initial budget this time around, the excess money will go towards post-production costs and we'll have less to raise later. Of course any amount over $40,000 allows us to advertise more and pay to enter more festivals. Once the movie has gone through the festival circuit, we'll sign a distribution deal and the movie will go out to the public.

The Impact
The Director, Michael Simon, has successfully produced four previous films, with one of them becoming part of Harvard University's archives.

Risks & Challenges
Our biggest challenge to a successful film is raising this budget. We have chosen an outstanding cast, have a stunning set on hold, and the natural beauty of the beaches and cliffs of San Diego waiting for cast and crew. We have an experienced Director and crew, and the knowledge to handle any issue that might come up.We will be adding the picture of the fourth cast member shortly!

Other Ways You Can Help
In addition to making a contribution to the film, you can also help us spread the word about this film project among your friends and social networks. If you have a Facebook page, post the donation link on your page and help us meet out goal!

And that's all there is to it.
https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/the-beach-house-movie
 

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

SPRING MANLOVE FANTASIES CONTEST


~ SPRING IS HERE ~

The flowers are blooming, the sun is starting to thaw out our frozen turkey butts, and it’s time for new life to begin. As such, 25 of Sirens hottest MM authors have banded together to bring you something new...


Gypsy's Wolf
One Story, 25 Authors, Infinite Possibilities
 
Each day a new chapter in our story will be added. At the end of our book, not only will we have a major announcement, but a winner will be chosen for our grand prize...a Kindle Fire HD. So, come back every day to read the new chapter in this amazing book and leave a comment and your email for your chance to win our grand prize. The contest runs from April 2nd to April 28th.
Rules of the Contest:
You may enter once per day, but only once per day. Each day the contest runs from 12:01am (PST) to 11:59pm (PST). Once that day has ended, no further entries may be added for that day. You must wait for the next day to enter again.
To enter every day, you MUST comment every day, on that given day. Any entries added after the 11:59pm (PST) cutoff time will not be entered.
You MUST leave your email address in your comment or we will have no way to contact you if you win. Any comments left without an email will not be considered.
Please leave your comment on the author's page to be counted each day.
Winner will be chosen on April 29th and announced on the blog.

Be sure to come back April 30th for our major announcement!

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Sunday, March 29, 2015

FINISHED & SUBMITTED: Starting Something (Cade Creek 5)

STARTING SOMETHING

Cade Creek 5

Available May 21st
Hank Vaught had a past, one that made him wary of relationships. When the man he’s interested in betrays his trust, Hank refuses to have anything to do with him. But fate has a way of making a man regret decisions made in haste. When Sammy’s life is threatened, Hank is the first to run to his rescue. Getting Sammy to agree to speak to him again might be harder than finding the serial arsonist that is plaguing Cade Creek. It might be damn near impossible.
Sammy Helmond wanted Hank with a need that clouded every decision he made. Not knowing what he did to get Hank to kick him to the curb, Sammy tries to move on with his life. With nothing to lose, he gives into family pressure and moves away from Cade Creek. But even that solace is denied him when he finds himself engaged to be married to a woman who needs rescuing more than he does.
Desire brought Hank and Sammy together. Betrayal kept them apart. Can they learn to trust each other or will their chance at love be over before it can even really start?

STORY EXCERPT
Sammy Helmond watched as the double doors leading to the ambulance bay swung open and a gurney was rushed inside. His throat felt thick with emotion as he watched the gurney be wheeled past him and into a critical care cubicle in the restricted section of the emergency room. A moment later, a second ambulance arrived and wheeled in another gurney.
A shooting in Cade Creek.
Things like that simply did not happen, not here. Oh sure, there was the occasional hunting accident and such but very rarely did someone get shot on purpose, and now they had two gunshot wound patients.
Sammy knew he was going to be needed to run interference when family and friends arrived. The doctors needed time to assess wounds and ensure that the injured patients stayed alive. Once they knew their patients weren’t going to die and they had a better idea of what they were dealing with, someone would come out to talk to the family.
The best way that Sammy could help was to keep the family calm and make sure that the doctors had all the information they needed to care for their patients. Knowing this, Sammy got two clipboards and attached the medical questionnaires that needed to be filled out by the family.
When the main door to the emergency room opened and several people rushed in, Sammy’s heart sank. The one thing he hated about working in the emergency room of a small town was that he knew just about everyone that came in. Sometimes it was really hard to separate his personal feeling from his professional obligations.
“Sammy,” Jonny breathed as he rushed to the check in desk. “They brought Russ in. He was shot.”
Damn.
“The doctors are working on him now, Jonny,” Sammy replied. He held up the clipboard. Now probably wasn’t the best time to bring it up but he really needed to get this information to the doctors. “I need this filled out.”
If anything, Jonny’s face grew even grimmer. “I don’t…I don’t know any of this.”
“Just fill in what you can, Jonny. I’ll get the rest from Russ’s medical records.”
“I can help with some of it,” Mitch said as he hovered behind Jonny. “I’ve called Russ’s parents and they should be here soon. They can help fill in the rest.”
“I should know this, you know.” Jonny’s shaky hand took the clipboard and he made his way over to one of the chairs. “We’re married. I should know this.”
Sammy blinked several times to get rid of the tears threatening to spring to his eyes at the lost look on Jonny’s face. He knew the man well as they kind of worked in the same profession. Jonny often dropped by for a chat after dropping a patient off. It was heartbreaking to see his fancy wedding outfit covered in blood.
“How’s Hank?”
Sammy’s gaze snapped to Benjamin Brody and his husband Neason. Everything inside of him, right down to his soul, stilled. “Hank?”
Please. Don’t let it be my Hank.
“Hank Vaught,” Brody said. “He was also shot.”
“He pushed Russ out of the way,” Neason added, his eyelashes fluttering as he blinked away his tears. “Hand probably saved Russ’s life.”
Sammy swallowed the lump in his throat before replying. “I’m afraid I can’t really give out that information. I’ll need permission from whoever his emergency contact is before I can tell you anything.”
Neasons’s face dropped but Brody nodded as if he understood. “I believe the fire chief is Hank’s emergency contact.”
“Jack?”
Brody nodded.
“I’ll call him now,” Sammy said even as he reached for the phone, dialing Fire Chief Jack Helmond’s cell phone. It seemed to take forever for Jack to answer. Sammy knew the man was usually busy whether he was at work or at home with his partner Chester, but if he didn’t answer the phone soon, Sammy was going to scream.
“Hey, Sammy, what’s up?” the man asked when he finally answered.
“There’s been a shooting,” Sammy said quickly. “Hank Vaught and Russ Bozeman were both shot. I believe you are listed as Hank’s emergency contact. I need you to come down to the hospital.”
“Wasn’t Russ getting married today?”
“Yes.” Sammy glanced at the people gathered around Jonny, all dressed in the Sunday best. “I don’t know exactly what happened but I think the shooting took place at the wedding. Someone said Hank got shot when he pushed Russ out of the way.”
“Damn! Okay, I’m on my way.”
“Hurry, Jack. There’s no one here to make medical decisions for Hank.”
“Getting in my truck now. I’ll hit the lights.”
“Just hurry, Jack.” Sammy hung up and took a moment to center himself. His desperation to go check on Hank was overwhelming. He needed to keep it together. He took a few more cleansing breathes and then walked over to one of the other nurses. “I need to run in back. Can you watch the counter?”
Sally glanced up, smiling. “Sure.”
“The fire chief is on his way here,” Sammy said. “Just let him come back when he arrives.”
“Okay.”
Sammy walked around the check in counter and over to the small group gathered, waiting for news. “Jonny.” The anguish on the man’s pale face when he looked up just about ripped Sammy’s heart out. “I’m going to run in back and see if the doctor can tell me anything. I’ll be right back.”
“Thank you.”
He nodded and turned, keeping his steps even and at a regular controlled pace as he walked to the double doors leading back into the medical bay. He tapped the code to open the door and then waited. The activity in the back area was busy, as it should be if there were two gunshot victims in the emergency room.
Sammy stepped through the doors and went to the nurse’s desk set in the middle of the twelve room medical bay. It became blaringly apparent that one patient was in room twelve and the other in room ten. That was where all of the activity was located.
He moved closer, listening and watching. He cataloged all of the medical procedures happening in front of him but his brain refused to process exactly what they were. All he could see was the blood saturating Hank’s shirt as it was being cut off of him. The heart monitor said Hank was alive but how was beyond Sammy. He could see the wound that the doctor was trying to treat, the jagged edges of skin where a bullet had ripped through the man’s flesh.
Hank shouldn’t be alive.

ADULT EXCERPT
“Do you want to come in for coffee?”
“I’d love to.” Hank Vaught grinned as delight swept through him. He followed his date into the house, not even able to appreciate the comfortable place because his attention was centered on the gorgeous blond in front of him. While they had hung out a few times to get to know each other, this was their first official date and Hank didn’t want the evening to end.
Sammy’s skin was flushed as he turned and then slowly backed into the kitchen. “What do you take in your coffee?”
Hank wasn’t the least bit interested in having a cup of coffee, and he doubted Sammy was either, but if the man needed to play the game, Hank would play. “Just a little sugar.” Hank winked. “I like sweet things.”
Sammy stared for a moment before laughter filled his eyes. “Does that line actually work?”
Hank moved closer until he pinned Sammy against the counter. “I don’t know,” he admitted as he leaned down until their lips were just a breath apart. “Does it?”
Sammy swallowed so hard, Hank heard it. “Oh yeah, it works.”
“Good to know,” Hank said right before he lowered his mouth, covering Sammy’s mouth in a starving kiss. Their tongues tangled, mated, hard, hungry. He gripped Sammy’s hair, holding the man to him as his mouth devoured him.
Hank knew that Sammy could feel his hard length pressing against him. One small groan from Sammy and Hank was ready to drop to his feet and worship at the altar of Sammy. He was so aroused he could feel his cock beating against his zipper.
Sammy turned around in Hank’s arms, leaning in and nuzzling Hank’s neck. It made the skin around Hank’s throat tingle. It made his dick as hard as a steel pipe. When Sammy groaned, Hank felt his cock harden even more, and he hadn’t thought that was possible.
“Mmm…you smell good enough to eat,” Sammy moaned.
Damn
“Now, that’s promising.” Hank chuckled as he slowly lifted Sammy’s shirt up and off his head, and then his own, dropping them both on the floor before reaching for Sammy’s pants. He quickly had them undone and down around Sammy’s ankles.
Hank knelt down between Sammy’s legs, his hands going around Sammy’s hard, jutting cock even as he leaned in and licked the droplets of pre-cum from the head. Wanting better access, Hank lifted Sammy’s feet out of his jeans and tossed them aside, spreading Sammy’s legs until he was practically straddling Hank.
He could hear Sammy’s deep moans, feel his hands clenching in his hair as he took Sammy’s entire length into his mouth. He slowly moved his tongue across the head and around the side, sliding it around the entire head before engulfing his entire length.
Hank started licking, sucking, and swallowing Sammy’s cock. He could hear Sammy’s moans increasing in volume even as his hands tightened in his hair.
Looking up, Hank watched with awe as Sammy’s head fell back onto his shoulders and he let out a long groan as he quickly humped his hips towards Hank. Hank knew that Sammy was close. He wanted him desperate.
Hank quickly licked his finger. He reached around behind Sammy and pushed his finger between Sammy’s ass cheeks, searching for his puckered little hole. He knew the moment he found it because Sammy’s cries became louder, his thrusting fiercer.
Hank pushed his finger into Sammy’s tight ring of muscles, slowly moving it around a little bit before he added a second one. As he began pumping his fingers into Sammy, his mouth lavishing his cock, he could hear Sammy cry out.
“Hank…gonna…”
Hank increased his sucking on Sammy’s cock, his fingers moving faster in his ass as he felt Sammy crest, crying out deeply as he filled Hank’s mouth with his release. Hank continued to suck on him until he swallowed ever last drop Sammy had to give.

Friday, March 27, 2015

NEW REVIEWS


4 STARS: “I loved that Ms. Glenn, again, gave us a story of opposites that fit. Ricky was an omega and thought as weak when the strength he needed just for survival was incredible. Sawney saw and appreciated Ricky’s character and struggled to protect him and, he fought to make a way for them to be together. Ms. Glenn wove a tale where the loved Ricky and Sawney had for each other could be seen throughout. It was well written, well developed and well worth the wait.” -- Titania, Manic Readers http://www.bookstrand.com/omega-born

4.5 STARS: “Ms. Glenn and Ms. Black presented new challenges in this addition to the series. We have a melding of a new relationship into an old and all the differing parts that brings outside of the sex, which was hot by the way. I loved how well they articulated the feelings and desires of each character. Each character was equal in the relationship and it showed. This story was well written and a wonderful addition to this series.” -- Titania, Manic Readers http://www.bookstrand.com/wicked-west
 
4 STARS: “I loved that Ms. Glenn packed an enormous amount of emotion into such a quick read. She gave us two characters that had to learn the hard way sometimes love isn’t enough. However, she also showed us love and trust can overcome much. She managed to do so with very few words and without being preachy. This was an enjoyable read that showcased Ms. Glenn’s talents quite well.” -- Titania, Manic Readers http://www.bookstrand.com/forget-me-not-glenn

4 TWINKLING STARS: “The start of the Cade Creek series by Stormy Glenn is Happy’s Ever After.  I really enjoyed the character of Happy.  His name really fits him.  He is a gentle giant who cares deeply for others despite the hard ships and violence he was raised with.  Happy deserves the happy ending he gets he has more than earned it. Marc is the perfect man for Happy. He is a deputy. And a protective man by nature.  He is patient and kind as well. Something that will make him the perfect match for Happy, who has not seen as much of the world as the rest of us. There are some scenes that are not for the faint of heart. The abuse that Happy goes through is really bad, but it was essential to the plot that we know that.   I felt Ms. Glenn handled everything with her usual grace and understand of the situation. She has an amazing voice as a writer and this story shows it very well. When you want to start a series with emotional angst and characters you will never forget this is the one for you.” Redz, Redz World http://www.bookstrand.com/happys-ever-after

5 SHOOTING STARS: “From the very first words in this story by Stormy Glenn, I realized why I am such a fan.  She gives us such strong male characters full of honor and integrity and Jake was a perfect case in point.  He is given a job and he is the best at what he does.  He trains his men and steps up when more is needed.  And then when he learns that he was lied to, does Jake moan and complain?  No, he sucks it up and makes lemonade out of lemons…Ms. Glenn gave us a wonderful story that was full of love and respect.  I wasn’t ready for it to end and you won’t be disappointed when you meet The Major’s Warriors.” – Luna, Redz World http://www.bookstrand.com/the-majors-warriors