Saturday, December 3, 2016

FINISHED & SUBMITTED: A Gentleman's Wager


A GENTLEMAN'S WAGER

A gentleman's wager never seemed so risky...or so worth it...

Steven Stewart had been invited to a weekend long western theme party along with his brother. There was just one stipulation. Steven had to go dressed as Ms. Stella. Considering he was gay, it was going to be pretty hard to catch a cowboy if everyone thought he was a girl.

Chase Montgomery was obsessed, both with his lover of three years and Steven Stewart, a man he had only seen in a picture. The weekend theme party he was throwing was the perfect time to introduce both to the fantasies in Chase's mind. Now, if he could only get his lover to agree.
Warner James was someone who refused to give up control. While that attitude served him well in the business world, it was hard on his love life. He never dreamed his lover was thinking of brining someone else into their relationship...until he meets Steven. Warner might even be interested in a bit more than just a weekend fling if he can get both men to understand he was the one in control.

STORY EXCERPT
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Steven Stewart griped as he looked down at his costume. "I look like an idiot."
"You look great," his brother Marc replied. "Stop whining."
Steven rolled his eyes. "I'm wearing a corset, Marc, with garters, women's hosiery, and a long gown." Steven waved his hands down his outfit to emphasize the fact that he was indeed wearing women's clothing. "I look like a freak. Hell, I even have a parasol and a little hat with a veil."
"It's a western themed party, Steven. No one's going to think you're a freak. I'm sure that there will be plenty of people dressed like you."
"Woman, Marc," Steven growled as he grabbed a handful of the silk dress and swished the skirt around. "There will be plenty of women dressed like me. I seriously doubt there will be a single man dressed as a lady except me."
"So, you'll be unique." Marc chuckled as he settled his brown cowboy hat on his head and ran his fingers across the brim.
Dick!
"Marc!" Steven exclaimed. "Being gay does not mean that I want to stand out. I'd really prefer to just fade into the woodwork, you know? Being the center of attention is not something I like."
Steven felt Marc pat him on the shoulder. He almost turned and bit his brother's hand. "You'll be fine, Steven, just don't tell anyone that you're a man and they will never know the difference. Besides, you make a really hot cowgirl. You've certainly got the legs for it."
Steven rolled his eyes. "Is there some reason I got stuck being the girl and you get to be the gunslinger?" He shook his finger at Marc. "And you'd better not say it's because I'm gay."
"It was the only other western outfit I could find."
"Then how come you're dressed as the gunslinger instead of me?"
Marc chuckled as he glanced down at himself. "Seriously, dude? Do I even look like I could fit into that outfit?"
Steven had to admit that his brother had a point. Marc took after their father. He was tall, muscular, and built. Steven, on the other hand, took after their mother. He was short, skinny, and had often been referred to as delicate.
He hated it.
Every single birthday wish that he had revolved around wanting to be bigger, to fill out, or maybe just to grow a few inches taller than his five foot six frame. He hadn't grown an inch taller since his sixteenth birthday, no matter how many times he had made his wish.
"Just tell me I don't look totally ridiculous," Steven finally said, accepting the fact that he would be attending the biggest party of the season around dressed as a woman.
"Bro," Marc said as he settled his hands on Steven's shoulders and turned him to face the full length mirror hanging on the wall, "I would never make you do something that made you look ridiculous. I promise. And I wasn't kidding when I said that you looked hot."
Steven looked at himself in the mirror. He supposed he didn't look too bad. The cream colored traveling dress he wore showed off his slim body at its best. The waistline was tightly cinched around his waist due to the corset he wore underneath. The neckline was high enough that he wouldn't need to shove something down the front to create a cleavage.
There were two items that he wore that Steven loved. The first were the garters and the hose. Marc was right. He did have good legs, a present from his mother who had been a dancer before she married his father. His legs might be short, but they looked great encased in women's hosiery.
The second item Steven liked was the pearl choker around his neck. It was a simple choker, just three strands of pearls with a large teardrop pearl hanging from the bottom strand. Steven knew it was fake but it still looked good on his slim throat.
Add in the long French tip nails and makeup, the way his brother had swept up Steven's long blond hair into some sort of twist on top of his head and Steven didn't think he looked too bad. His outfit was topped off with a small pill box type hat with a thin veil that covered half of Steven's face and a matching parasol.
"See?" Marc chuckled. "You do look hot."
Steven laughed. "Okay, I guess I don't look too bad, but if anyone makes fun of me you're a dead man."
"Deal."
Steven couldn't believe he was giving in so easily. He shouldn't be surprised though. He had been giving in to his brother's crazy schemes since they were kids. Marc could get Steven to do just about anything.
Marc was also there to accept part of the blame when things went wrong or to protect Steven when others bothered him. Steven supposed that was why he continued to listen to Marc. He was a good brother even if he was a tad misguided.
"You ready to go?" Marc asked as he pulled his long black duster on over his shoulders.
Steven grimaced. "I guess." There just didn't seem to be a way to get out of going, no matter how uncomfortable he was. His brother might think he looked hot but Steven still felt like a freak.
"Hey, Steven," Marc called out as Steven carefully walked to the front door. It wasn't easy in the four inch high heeled boots he wore. "If anyone gives you any trouble you just let me know, okay? I'll take care of them."
Steven rolled his eyes again, something he did often in the presence of his brother. "I'll be fine, Marc."
"I'm just saying…"
Steven ignored Marc and made his way out to Marc's four door sedan. Not only did his ankles wobble as if they were about to snap at any second, but Steven had a bit of trouble getting himself into the car without slamming the door on the bottom of his dress. But he finally managed it, and by then, Marc was in the car waiting.
"So, tell me about this party," Steven told Marc as they got on their way.
"It's supposed to be a real blast. This guy always plans these weekend long theme parties. This year, he rented out an old western town. We're all supposed to arrive this afternoon and the party goes straight on till Sunday. Everyone has to stay in costume the entire time."
"And how did you get invited to this party?" Steven asked.
Marc shrugged. "I did some work for the guy a couple of months ago. He sent me a couple of tickets because he liked the work I did."
"And, of course, you immediately thought of me instead of taking some girl with you."
Marc chuckled. "I thought you'd enjoy it."
"You mean you couldn't find a date to take with you." It was a statement, not a question. Marc was his brother and Steven knew he cared but if Marc had been able to find a date to bring with him, Steven would be sitting at home alone right now and he knew it.
"So, we have to stay in costume all weekend?"
Marc nodded. "Yeah, but don't worry. I have a suitcase packed for you with everything you'll need. Oh, and you'll have to leave your cell phone in the car. No modern technology is allowed."
"What if there's an emergency or something?"
"I'm sure they have that covered. Mr. Montgomery has a lot of people working this gig. If there's a problem I'm sure they can handle it. We're just supposed to sit back and relax, enjoy ourselves. Think you can do that?"
"Yeah, I guess." Steven glanced out the window at the passing terrain. "Are there going to be other gay men there?"
"Haven't a clue, bro, but you'd think there would be." Marc patted Steven on the leg. "Maybe you'll be lucky and find a cowboy."
Steven once again rolled his eyes at his brother. "Or maybe I'll get lynched."

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Phoenix Rising 1

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Riojos and Collin were lovers, partners, and best friends. When Collin is killed in a senseless car accident, Riojos is sent into a drunken stupor. Unable to live without the love he shared with Collin, he’s ready to take his own life. Their lives change forever when Collin comes home…from the morgue.

Collin has always heard a low buzzing in his head, but when the buzzing turns to voices, Collin must make sense of the path his life has taken. Coming back to life throws him into a world he never knew existed as his lover, Riojos, tries desperately to keep Collin alive.

The two fight to make sense of Collin's rebirth and the people out to kill Collin again. They discover the love they have for one another runs deeper than anything they could have ever imagined as the wicked hunt them down and a phoenix rises.

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Monday, November 21, 2016

AMBER KELL'S BIRTHDAY BASH!

I'm joining Amber Kell's Birthday Bash today and I have a short story called "Another Hot Mess" about Lany and Sal... https://amberkell.wordpress.com/
 
Happy Birthday, Amber!

Friday, November 18, 2016

NOW AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER: Hot Mess 3

HOT MESS 3

Now available for pre-order!
Coming December 1st, 2016

Two years ago, to the night, my world changed when Lt. Salvador Delvecchio rescued me from a beat down and decided I belonged to him. A year ago, he changed my life once again when he asked me to marry him. We were soul mates, which was why I was so confused that Sal wasn't there to celebrate our anniversary.

As I sat there alone, waiting on Sal, I had to wonder if the things in life I found important, were important to Sal.

Two years ago, to the night, I found the man of my dreams and rescued him from a beat down. I grabbed onto him and refused to let go. I knew he felt the same when he agreed to marry me a year later. Lany would do everything to be with me, which was why I was so confused when he didn't come right to the hospital when he learned of my injuries.

As I sat there alone, waiting on Lany, I had to wonder if the things in life I found important, were important to Lany.

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Saturday, November 12, 2016

TIME MACHINE DISCOUNT: Blood Contract

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Danny Erickson knew things were bad when he got called to the dean's office at his university. He just didn't expect to see his estranged father when he arrived or the proposal his father offers him. Little does Danny know that by signing his name on the dotted line, he's agreed to become the personal blood donor to a vampire prince and there is no breaking this blood contract.
 
Prince Dominic Xavier Lucian Ruelle is dying. He needs a blood donor with pure blood. When Danny is brought to him, Dominic finds himself dealing with feelings he has never experienced before. Falling in love with his blood donor was never part of the contract.

When Danny's life is threatened, Dominic will do anything to save him, even break every rule of his kind. He's even willing to give up his life to save the man he loves. But will it be enough and will it be in time? More importantly, will Danny accept a vampire prince as his mate?

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FINISHED AND SUBMITTED: Hot Mess 3


HOT MESS 3
Two years ago, to the night, my world changed when Lt. Salvador Delvecchio rescued me from a beat down and decided I belonged to him. A year ago, he changed my life once again when he asked me to marry him. We were soul mates, which was why I was so confused that Sal wasn't there to celebrate our anniversary.

As I sat there alone, waiting on Sal, I had to wonder if the things in life I found important, were important to Sal.

Two years ago, to the night, I found the man of my dreams and rescued him from a beat down. I grabbed onto him and refused to let go. I knew he felt the same when he agreed to marry me a year later. Lany would do everything to be with me, which was why I was so confused when he didn't come right to the hospital when he learned of my injuries.

As I sat there alone, waiting on Lany, I had to wonder if the things in life I found important, were important to Lany.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

RELEASE DAY: Hot Mess 2


HOT MESS 2
AVAILABLE NOW!
As a lieutenant on the city's elite SWAT team, I had a job I loved. I lived in a beautiful penthouse apartment overlooking the city park. And the love of my life spent every night in my arms. My life was pretty damn good.
Which was why I was not thrilled that someone was fucking with it.
Someone should have told me I was the comic relief. I would have prepared better for it or at least remembered to wear underwear. Tonight was the one year anniversary of the night Sal and I met. It was special. I was going to propose. It would have been a whole lot easier to propose if the man I wanted to propose to was actually there. Tonight was supposed to be perfect.
Which was why I was not thrilled that someone was fucking with it.
STORY EXCERPT
My life was pretty damn good. As a lieutenant on the city's elite Special Weapons And Tactics unit, I had a job I loved. I lived in a beautiful penthouse apartment overlooking the city park. And the love of my life spent every night in my arms.
If my life was good, the love of my life was perfect.
Lancaster Harris III—or Lany as I preferred to call him—was everything I had ever wanted in this life and the next. His sweet laugh and easy smile, the way he was always so happy to see me, even the lower lip that slid out when he went into a pout.
I found it all adorable.
From the moment I spotted him walking into a bar almost a year ago, I knew he was going to change my life forever, and I was right. I had never been happier or more satisfied.
Which was why I was not thrilled that my boss was fucking with it.
I glared holes in the man. "You seriously can't expect me not to say anything to Lany."
Police commissioner or not, the man was insane.
"Lt. Delvecchio, you need to understand the magnitude of this situation."
I turned to look at the man in the gray suit. He was just as crazy as my boss.
"Your...uh...partner"—The guy seemed really uncomfortable with that word—"can't know anything about this assignment."
"Then what in the hell do you expect me to tell him?" I snapped because the mere thought of hiding something from Lany made my stomach roll. "Sorry, honey, I won't be home for dinner tonight, but don't worry. It's nothing."
"That could work," the man insisted as he pushed his wire rimmed glasses up his face.
I narrowed my eyes. "You were a detective before you went to work for IAD?"
I was having my doubts.
"I was," the man replied almost defensively, as if had to defend himself before. "I worked vice for three years and homicide for another four before going to work for the Internal Affairs Division."
Hooray for him.
"Are you married?"
The man's brow furrowed. "What—"
"Are. You. Married?"
The question was simple, had a yes or no answer.
"Yes." He still looked confused.
"Then you should know hiding anything from your partner is a very bad idea."
I liked it when Lany was happy with me. In fact, I preferred it that way. All sorts of wonderful things happened when there was a smile on Lany's face and a sparkle in his amber-green eyes.
And not all of them were sexual.
Yes, Lany was so incredibly beautiful that he made my teeth ache. I pretty much started thinking about ways to get him naked the moment I saw him every day. I couldn't even begin to count the number of nights we spent curled on the couch together, naked, cuddling.
It was actually one of my favorite weekend activities. I'd watch some sports game while Lany curled into me, reading away on his Kindle. Once the game was over, we'd watch movies together. Sometimes, we skipped the movies and just sat and talked until the desire that seemed to always burn between us ignited.
The one thing Lany and I had between us was honesty, and I wasn't about to jeopardize my relationship because they wanted me to go on some stupid undercover op. I cared too much for Lany to ever lie to him.
"Look, Lt." Inspector Owen Jones pulled at his tie. Sal could see beads of sweat on his upper lip. The nervousness on the guy was almost tangible. "We need you to do this. The department needs you to do this."
"Why me?" I crossed my arms over my chest as I regarded the two men trying to convince me to go on this mission. "I'm a cop. I've always been a cop. Whoever you are after is going to know that."
"We understand that, Lt. Delvecchio," Commissioner Jerrod Harris said. "That's why you're perfect for this operation."
I always found it interesting that Police Commissioner Harris was so professional at work, and such a laid back guy at home. The guy was not only my boss, he was Lany's uncle. Here, he called me Delvecchio or Lt. Delvecchio and expected me to address him as Commissioner Harris or sir. Away from work, he called me Sal and I called him Jerry.
We never mixed the two up.
"You've never hidden your relationship with my nephew," the man continued.
"Why would I?" I snapped, my anger coming quick. "Anyone lucky enough to have Lany in their lives would shout it from the rooftops.
I had been the lucky one to figure that out.