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Getting Hitched is out now!

Aug 15, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized

Getting Hitched

Getting Hitched, a Fitting In novella, is now available at most vendors. I’m thrilled to share more of Gray, Jack, and Mason with you!

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Last Valentine’s Day, Gray proposed to his lovers, Jack and Mason. The three of them can’t legally marry, but they’ve spent the summer planning a formal commitment ceremony. And nothing—not nerves, Gray being assigned the case from hell, or the August heat—will keep them from saying their vows in front of their friends. Then they’ll declare their love for each other in the way they’re most comfortable, privately, in bed. Join Gray, Jack, and Mason as they prepare to get hitched.

 

Blog Tour: The Rhubarb Patch by Deanna Wadsworth

Jul 31, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized

Deanna Wadsworth’s M/M Contemporary, The Rhubarb Patch, is available now!

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Blurb:

City boy, sci-fi novelist, and recovering pushover Scott Howe doesn’t know what to expect when he inherits his grandmother’s house outside the quaint village of Gilead, Ohio—but it isn’t an enormous bald man in nothing but tighty-whities and orange rubber boots shouting at him to keep his weed wacker away from the rhubarb patch.

Scott has never met anyone like Phineas Robertson: homesteader, recluse… Republican. A tender—if unlikely—friendship grows over the summer while Phin and his schnauzer, Sister Mary Katherine, teach Scott about life in the country and the grandmother he never knew. Opposites attract, but widower Phin worries his secret will send Scott running faster than his politics, and Phin isn’t convinced he deserves a second chance at romance.

Scott is convinced—rural life, and his one-of-a-kind, older neighbor, is the future he wants. Before he can settle in, his mother drops a bombshell that strains their already tenuous relationship, and a cousin who believes he is the rightful heir to the property puts Scott in danger. It’ll take a lot of compromises, and even dodging a few bullets before they’re out of the weeds, but nurturing something as special as true love always takes hard work.

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Bonus Material:

Grandma Helen’s Rhubarb Crumble

Preheat oven to 350

For crust:

1 1/2 cup oats

1 cup brown sugar1/2 teaspoon salt, 1 1/2 cup all purpose flour, 1 cup shortening (I use coconut oil), 1/4 teaspoon baking soda

1/2 teaspoon salt1 1/2 cup all purpose flour, 1 cup shortening (I use coconut oil), 1/4 teaspoon baking soda

1 1/2 cup all purpose flour1 cup shortening (I use coconut oil), 1/4 teaspoon baking soda

1 cup shortening (I use coconut oil)1/4 teaspoon baking soda

1/4 teaspoon baking soda

Combine until crumbly then pat half of mixture into 13×9 pan

For filling

5 cups rhubarb

1/2 cup sugar

3 Tablespoons cornstarch

1/4 cup water

Combine in a pan and cook until clear then add 1 teaspoon vanilla

Pour over crust and sprinkle the other half of the crumbly crust on top.

Bake 20 to 25 min

Author Bio:

Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. She has served multiple board positions at her local RWA chapter and is the current President 2017 for Rainbow Romance Writers of America. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

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Down on the Farm is out now!

Jul 11, 2017 Filed under: book release, m/m

Down on the Farm

Down on the Farm, the first book in my new series, Ames Bridge is available now.

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Check out my Ames Bridge Pinterest Board and see the bridge that inspired the setting.

 

 

 

Historical Romance Guest Author: Deanna Wadsworth

Jun 30, 2017 Filed under: book recommendation, guest blogger, historical

I’m thrilled to have Deanna Wadsworth on the blog today to celebrate historical romance. Everyone be sure to check out the giveaway below for a chance to win a copy of one of Deanna’s books and one of mine.

Welcome, Deanna!

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I’m so excited to be celebrating 4th of July and gay romance novels with my girl Silvia Violet! One of my first experiences with romance novels were American historicals. I used to read a series buy Sunfire with all of these overdramatic teenage girls who couldn’t choose between two boys in various American historical settings. Anyone remember those?

Then I moved on to the steamy ones, you know… the bodice rippers were everybody’s doing it in a poppy field LOL

Historical have always been my favorite romance setting so when I first started writing WRECKED, I knew it had to have a classic romance novel cover. To this day the beautiful cover for WRECKED by Paul Richmond is my all-time favorite book cover. If I ever get my office remodeled….er? organized and clean, I plan to hang a large print of WRECKED in my reading nook.

 

Seeing as my second love in romance writing is paranormal, there is a supernatural twist in WRECKED too. Check it out:

 

Blurb

Off the Key West coast, Rief Lawson works as a wrecker, salvaging ships and their cargo. Exiled to the outskirts of society because of his mysterious gift of sight, Rief’s only respite from his loneliness is painting an unknown blond man. When a merchant ship wrecks during a violent storm, Rief rescues a drowning victim and comes face-to-face with his destiny.

It is the man from his art!

Heir to an English barony, Mathew Weston entered the merchant trade with his greedy father and soon-to-be father-in-law. Dominated by his father and smothered by the people around him—including his sweet but tiresome fiancée—Mathew is terrified to follow his true desires. Marriage and obedience seem safer than a life of secrecy and possible prison.

After the daring rescue, a fire ignites between the two men. Powerless to resist his desire, Mathew learns what it means to be a man in Rief’s arms. With this newfound confidence, Mathew teaches Rief through gentle touch that he deserves the affection he’s long been denied. Yet their affair is doomed from the start. Two desperate men, wrecked in heart and mind, must find a way to salvage the chance at love fate has given them.

 

Excerpt

Reaching forward, Rief pointed at the canvas, his inner arm brushing Mathew’s shoulder. “This is how I see you,” he explained in a hushed voice. “Temptation, desire, and beauty all at once.”

A visceral bolt of arousal shot through him. What could he say to that?

Then Rief stepped away, placing his back to him, the lines of his shoulders suddenly rigid. “Why did you really come here?” he asked, void of all emotion. “And don’t say to bring me a book.”

Embarrassment and confusion at Rief’s change in mood made him stutter. “I-I think you know w-why I came here.”

Rief’s head tipped to the side, but he did not turn around. “Why?”

Did he expect him to say it aloud?

Taking a tremulous breath, Mathew struggled to find the words, but the emotions inside him were so new, too terrifying to give them voice. He glanced away, the erotic painting staring at him with accusation. Mocking him, because he could never be as bold as the doppelganger of color and oil.

What if Rief realized he was nothing like the man he’d painted?

Mathew was not powerful or alluring. He was weak with wanting, desperate with loneliness. Indecisive and scared. Living in fear for years. All alone, even in a crowded room.

He glanced back at Rief, and a whisper of light fought to escape the darkness. He might not be the man in the painting, but he had to try.

For both their sakes.

Latching on to hope, he boldly forged ahead, “You ask me why I am here? How could I not seek you out? Every day I wake up knowing that I am destined to be alone, yet with just a few words, you’ve shown me that life isn’t as hopeless as I once imagined. When we speak, it as if I am speaking to my own soul. How can a man turn his back on a connection such as that?”

Rief turned at his confession, coming toward him fast.

He instinctively withdrew from the dark hurt in his eyes, but Rief kept coming until Mathew’s back was against the wall. “You made it pretty clear you think I’m no better than a thief, Matt. So why pretty this up with talk of friendship and loneliness? The only thing lonely is your cock.”

“H-how dare y-you?” he sputtered, their bodies now less than a hairsbreadth apart. “You make it sound so… so dirty. I’m a gentleman. I came here to extend the hand of friendship.”

Rief looked sad and weary despite his dominant posturing. His entire being withered right before Mathew’s eyes. “Friends or lovers, Matt? State your intentions now. If you do not want both, you should leave, for I cannot survive anything less from you.”

Emboldened, Mathew met the gaze of the man who changed the very course of his life. A man he wanted so badly that he had risked discovery, betraying the vows of denial he’d placed upon himself. Releasing a shuddery breath, he let the words tumble out, allowing his heart full sway of his mouth and damning the consequences.

“I want to be your friend and your lover,” Mathew declared, staring deep into those pained eyes. “It has been my greatest wish since the beginning. I have long been afraid to go after what I want, but it is not that way when I am with you. I want you. I want this.” Before he lost what courage he’d gained, he placed a trembling hand on Rief’s chest, his voice wavering as he asked, “How can you not know that by now?”

With a muffled cry, Rief melted against him.

The instant he felt the heat of Rief’s body, Mathew kissed him, unable to hinder their desires a moment longer. Blood pounding, throbbing all the way to his groin, he poured all the passion and intensity that years of denial had left in their wake into the harmony of their mouths.

Rief groaned against his lips, pressing closer and wrapping arms around his waist. In a burst of fervor, their tongues battled, bodies rolled. A physical reflection of a bond of body and heart. Outside, the rain grew in tempo, pounding faster than Mathew’s pulse. Louder still were their ragged breaths filling the air along with the howl of the gale. The world fell away and it was only Rief in his arms, feeling better than anything he’d ever dreamed.

Fingers pulled at the waist of his trousers. “I need you,” Rief panted.

Overcome, his head lolled back. “Yes, please!”

 

So steamy! I hope you like lots of sex and angst in your historicals, because WRECKED is full of both!

Thank you, Silvia for hosting me and thanks to the readers for stopping! Don’t forget to enter the rafflecopter for a chance to win Silvia’s book and my 1976 semi-historical—LOL depending on who you ask— Easy Ryder!

 

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Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. She has served multiple board positions at her local RWA chapter and is the current President 2017 for Rainbow Romance Writers of America. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

 

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Remember Love is out now!

Jun 22, 2017 Filed under: book release, contemporary, m/m

Woohoo! Today is the launch of Felice Stevens’ Memories with the Breakfast Club Kindle World, the first gay romance Kindle World.

My contribution to this world, Remember Love, stars Antonio, a bartender who shows up in Felice’s Second to None. My story can be read on it’s own, but Felice’s series is amazing so you should read it too.

The last person Antonio expected to see sitting at the bar in Sparks was Scott, the only man he’d ever truly cared about, the only man who ever broke his heart. As memories of the painful end of their relationship come flooding back, all Antonio can do is run.

Scott’s number-one regret is believing Antonio would hurt him. He’s never forgotten the look on Antonio’s face the night they broke up. If there’s any chance he can repair the damage he’d done, he’s going to take it.

Though they care deeply for each other, Antonio and Scott will need to forgive and trust again if they’re to find their way around the obstacles in their path.

Here are all the other Memories with the Breakfast Club stories:

Hot Date by Felice Stevens
Uncommon Ground by Kelly Jensen
A Way with Words by Lane Hayes
Finding His Place by Nic Starr
Memories Follow by S.C. S.c. Wynne
Anticipation by Talia Carmichael

Perfect Alignment Now on Audio

May 8, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized

I’m very excited to say that now the entire Thorne and Dash trilogy is now available for your listening pleasure. All narrated by the amazing Greg Boudreaux.

Professional Distance (Book 1): Audible   Amazon

Personal Entanglement (Book 2): Audible   Amazon

Perfect Alignment (Book 3): Audible   Amazon

Be the First to Read My New Releases

Mar 14, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized

If you’re interested in receiving my books before everyone else and following along more closely with my writing process, then I hope you’ll be as excited as I am about my newest venture.

Today I’m launching a Patreon account. You can become a Patron for as little as $3/month and at the $5/month level you’ll receive every new self-published ebook early as well as other benefits like scenes that were cut from finished books and a quarterly Q&A session. There are other patronage tiers which include getting chapters while I’m still in the editing stage, free audiobooks, and signed print books. Read more about the options here.

Why am I choosing to set up a Patreon? I want to be able to bring you more audiobooks, print options, translations, opportunities to see me at conferences, and other extras. Having monthly contributions will help make this possible.

If this isn’t for you, don’t worry, I’ll still be releasing all my books just as I have been so you won’t be missing out.

Personal Entanglement now available in audio.

Jan 26, 2017 Filed under: BDSM, book release, contemporary

Personal Entanglement is now available in audio narrated by the amazing Greg Boudreaux (aka Greg Tremblay) who voiced Thorne and Dash in Professional Distance. Grab it now at Audible or Amazon.

Revolutionary Temptation is available now!

Jan 17, 2017 Filed under: book release, m/m

Revolutionary TemptationIt’s release day for my first m/m historical, Revolutionary Temptation. You can buy it at Amazon, Payhip, iTunes, Smashwords, and Kobo. The print version is at Barnes and Noble and ebooks will be available there soon.

1777 New York City

The American colonists are fighting for their independence, but the battlefield is not the only place to wage war. When General Washington’s head of intelligence asks Captain Jack West to spy on the British in New York, Jack agrees, despite reservations about this ungentlemanly pursuit.

Jack’s contact in the city recruits bookshop owner Elias Ashfield, an impeccably dressed sensualist who flaunts his desire for both men and women and seeks a place in high society. Jack longs for a simple life guided by clear principles. Eli is a risk-taker who knows how to get what he wants. And he wants Jack in his bed.

Events in Jack’s past have made him fearful of acting on his secret craving for a man’s touch, but Eli intrigues Jack as much as he infuriates him. As Jack and Eli search for the information the rebel army needs, they realize there’s more between them than mere lust. But finding a way to be together may prove more difficult than defeating the British Empire.

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Free Historical M/M Ficlet (Hamilton Fanfic)

Jan 15, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized

Revolutionary TemptationRevolutionary Temptation, my first m/m historical, releases January 17. To celebrate this American Revolution-set story, I’ve written a second ficlet starring Alexander Hamilton. You can read the first one here.

For those of you who don’t know, there is historical evidence to suggest that Alexander Hamilton was bisexual and he had a relationship with fellow Continental Army officer, John Laurens. Read more about it here.

*Warning: This story contains one of America’s founding fathers getting some NSFW attention.*

Longing for Command

John entered the headquarters tent right behind Alexander and the General. The two aides de camp had spent the early morning hours reviewing the troops with His Excellency. As they watched the men perform sloppy maneuvers, John saw his own thoughts reflected on Washington’s face and Alexander’s. How was such an exhausted and discouraged group of men going to defeat the British army, which had fresh troops and three times their numbers? The summer’s heat was taking it’s toll on the soldiers, but soon autumn would arrive and the rebels had no money for cold weather supplies.

The General looked less confidence than John had ever seen him. The army needed more cash, more troops, and a solid win to turn their morale around and give them a real chance of winning the war.

“Sir?” Alexander asked.

“Yes?” Washington’s tone was sharp, but Alex didn’t back down. He never did.

“We need to make a move, to hit the British when they aren’t expecting it.”

“I’m not going to rush into battle ill-prepared. We’ve lost too many trained officers. We need—”

“If you would give me a command, sir. I—”

“Alex, I’ve told you—”

“Sir, I can do this. I can win a victory for us.”

“I need you here. I need your writing abilities at my disposal.”

“But, sir, I want—”

John flinched when Washington slammed his hand down on his desk.

“This isn’t about what you want. It’s about what this army needs.”

John grimaced. Alex was so fucking stubborn. He never knew when to quit.

“But, sir—”

“Alexander, write to Congress. Persuade them to send us the money we need. It won’t matter how skilled anyone is in battle if the troops all starve.”

Washington whirled around and stomped out of the tent. He rarely showed his temper, but Alex could push any man to the brink, even if the weight of the nation weren’t on his shoulders.

“Damn it!” Alex yelled as he tossed the journal he’d been carrying onto his desk.

John hated the disappointment in Alex’s eyes. If only he could see how much Washington cared for him. John noticed it everyday. The General valued Alex’s opinion over everyone else’s. “Alex, he—”

“Why won’t he listen to me?”

“Alex—”

“I need a command. It’s my chance to succeed. My chance to be someone when this horror is over.”

“Write the letter. If we had more money—”

“I’m tired of writing letters. Congress doesn’t listen. They sit there in comfort refusing us what we need. They have no idea what it’s like here, the fucking cowards.”

Alex needed a long time to wind down when he got this riled. He was so passionate, so… John’s thoughts were arrested by Alex as he paced, by his thighs encased in his tight uniform pants, by the way his red hair curled against his brow, damp from the heat. He moved in a way that let a man know how good a fuck he’d be. It was all too easy to imagine him working that lean body against John’s ass.

Suddenly John knew exactly how Alex should burn off his anger. “Come with me,” he said.

“Where are you going?”

John grinned. “For a walk.”

“But—”

“Were you about to sit down and write Congress? Or were you going to keep pacing and think up more ways to sway the General to your way of thinking?”

“I…”

“Come with me. We won’t be gone long.”

The way Alex let his gaze peruse John from head to toe made John very glad no one else was in the tent with them.

Alex’s eyes darkened as he smiled. “You aren’t actually thinking…”

John turned to go. What he was contemplating was dangerous enough. If he kept looking into Alex’s azure eyes he was going to kiss him right there in the tent.

“Let’s go!” The words came out sounding far more urgent than John meant for them too.

“We shouldn’t.”

John smiled to himself and kept walking, knowing Alex would follow. Alex was rarely unsure of himself. John liked that he was one of the few people capable of unnerving him. His cock was half hard. and he hoped no one noticed as he hurried out of camp. Most likely anyone who saw them would assume they were taking the short cut to town, heading out on an errand.

“John, where are you going? Do you really think—”

“For once will you just be quiet?”

“But—”

John turned to him. “I’m going to find somewhere private, and I’m going to make you forget to be angry and stubborn for just a few moments.”

His eyes widened. “John. That’s…”

“Oooh, he’s speechless. Is that possible?”

Alex scowled at him.

They were following a path into the woods where the trees would obscure them from the view of anyone in camp, but they needed more privacy. He took Alex’s hand. “Come on, we need to get off the path.”

Alex laughed. “You are eager, aren’t you?”

His words oozed sexual confidence but his palm was sweaty, was he nervous? John sure as hell was. If they were caught… No, he wouldn’t think about that. He’d started this, and his prick was begging him not to stop. Just the thought of pressing Alex up against a tree had him fully hard.

They stumbled into the woods, tripping over sticks as they moved faster and faster. Fuck, would he be able to find the path again? Did he care?

Suddenly Alex grabbed his shoulders, spun him, and he was the one shoved against a tree. Alex kissed him and he forgot the fantasy he’d conjured. He forgot everything but the taste of the stubborn man who’d been his lover for the last month.

“Want you,” Alex said against his lips. “Can’t get enough of you.”

“Y-yes.” John gripped Alex’s ass, hauling their bodies together. He needed to feel Alex against him.

Alex thrust his tongue into John’s mouth, as if he was fucking him with it. God, he was good at this.

He slid his lips along John’s neck and leaned in close, nuzzling him. “Do you have any idea what you do to me? Just the scent of you is enough to give me a cockstand.”

John groaned at the feel of Alex’s breath, warmer even than the sticky summer air. He never failed to be surprised that Alex wanted him as much as he wanted Alex. He was obsessed with the man, consumed by him, and Alex seemed to return his fervor.

Alex dropped to his knees, and John stared down at him. He’d intended to be the one kneeling, the one servicing Alex, making him forget, sucking all the tension from his body. “Are you sure?”

Alex nodded. “I need to taste you, need you to fuck my mouth.”

Oh my God.

Alex unfastened John’s pants, and John sucked in his breath as Alex pulled his cock out. He squeezed his eyes shut certain he would come before Alex got started if he kept watching.

Alex licked his shaft, a slow sensuous slide of his tongue. John bit his lip to hold in a whimper and then nearly choked when Alex drew John’s cock into his hot mouth.

The feel of Alex swallowing around him made John forget his resolution not to watch. He looked down to see his cock slide in and out of Alex’s kiss-swollen lips. Alex’s red hair was wild now, curled from the humidity and slipping from the ribbon he’d used to tie it back. John slid his hands into the soft curls and pushed deeper into Alex’s mouth.

Alex looked up and their gazes locked. He sucked harder, making John shudder.

Don’t spend yet. Don’t spend yet.

Then Alex took him to the back of his throat, swallowing every inch of him. How the fuck did he do that? He drew back slowly, so slowly, and John watched as his cock slid from Alex’s lips. “Don’t stop. Alex; please don’t stop.”

Alex grinned around his flesh and swallowed him again, sucking hard enough to hollow his cheeks.

John was right at the edge. He tried to warn Alex. “So close. I… Can’t…”

Alex took him all the way down again and John came, thrusting against Alex’s mouth, forgetting to be gentle. His whole body shook with the force of his climax. When he was completely spent, he dropped his head back against the tree.

Alex sat back and wiped his mouth. “Wow.”

John couldn’t catch his breath to speak, but he held his hands out. Alex took them and let John pull him to his feet. John drew him in for a kiss while he fumbled with the fastenings of Alex’s pants, finally succeeding in freeing Alex’s cock. He wrapped a hand around it and worked him with a tight grip.

“John, you’re incredible, dragging me out here, so voracious, so…”

Alex started to spend, his seed spilling over John’s hand. John held him tight, working him until he whimpered and pushed John’s hand away.

John brought his hand to his mouth and licked it clean while Alex watched with wide eyes.

“John, you make me mad with need for you.”

John smiled. “Good.”

“Yes, it is.”

They both laughed.

“Feel better?”

Alex sighed. “Yes, I’ll be a good aide and go write those blowhards in Congress.”

John gave a mock bow. “I’m happy to have been of service.”

“I’ll be expecting a lot more of this type of service.”

John licked his lips. “So will I.”

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