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Wednesday, April 30, 2014

I'm on Retro release today 50% off!!!!

My very first published book!!
I'm on retro release today 50% off!! http://www.bookstrand.com/intensity

In other news...
If you like reading free flash fiction, I have a story up with Lori King. (You may need to scroll down a little)



Sunday, April 20, 2014

Is it Summer Yet? blog hop

Queer Town Abbey is hosting a blog hop of special summer memories called "Is it Summer Yet?" There's a bunch of awesome prizes to win!

“Two Waters” Beach is very close to my heart.
The beach is real. The sand bar is real. And yes, what is written about it has definitely happened! The rocky promontory and cliffs are all real.
The beach has been the scene of some absolutely awesome vacations. It’s no wonder at all that people like Seth (“Summer Sizzle”) absolutely insisted on going there for their vacation, too.
The beach is a mile-long stretch of pristine sand. The ocean is shallow at low tide to the sandbar, a couple hundred yards offshore, then very deep the other side of it. At high tide it’s a challenging swim out the sandbar, and even then a short person would still need to remain standing on it. But at low tide, ah, at low tide or mid-tide the sandbar invites all sorts of wicked thoughts. And actions.

Blurb “Summer Sizzle”

Craig and Seth are both on holidays at Two Waters beach. The lust between them is instant and fiercely hot. Sex at the beach, in the woods, in the sauna… When they take a break from having sex they discover they have many interests in common and begin to build a relationship outside the bedroom.
Their romance is interrupted when Seth is called back to the school where he teaches, for a staff meeting about an unexpected school consolidation. Seth is shattered when he and most of his colleagues find themselves suddenly unemployed. His well-ordered life has come to a crashing halt, along with his vacation—and perhaps his romance.

Buy link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_85&products_id=3643

WARNING PG 13 MM Excerpt
Oh. My. God. Yum. Yum. Yum.
Craig Darnell surreptitiously ran his hand across his mouth to check he wasn’t drooling at the totally delicious man in miniscule swimwear who was bent over arranging his beach towel on the sand not ten yards away. His skin was very tanned so maybe he’d been here on vacation for a while already. Or maybe he lives here. His shoulders were broad and muscular as if he worked out a lot or had a physical job. His hair was very dark, almost black, but not a blue-black, rather a deep, deep brown-black. And it was a little long, just touching his collar. Well, it would be touching his collar if he was wearing one. Fortunately his body was almost completely bare—just that teeny tiny piece of fabric hiding what looked like an impressive package.
Oh my God, he’s delicious. Perfect in every way.
Craig wiggled a bit to ease the pressure inside his swimwear, which had suddenly become very tight.
The other man kneeled, then stretched out on his towel, face down, his head resting on his crossed forearms.
Oh God, what an ass. Muscular, almost flat but just slightly rounded.
Craig’s cock grew and twitched some more, his Prince Albert barbell rubbing along his swimsuit in a very erotic way. “Likely should have worn board shorts,” he muttered, wriggling some more. But oh God, I want inside that luscious ass.
Craig spread his legs wider apart, trying to give his cock a bit more room. He considered taking his straw hat off and dropping it over his crotch but that would just make his arousal even more obvious to anyone watching him. Except that there wasn’t anyone else around at this end of the beach. He’d deliberately walked down to the end of it, almost to the cliffs, to have peace and privacy. Not that he was complaining about Mr. Totally Delicious who’d appeared nearby. Oh no. Mr. Totally Delicious was the stuff of wet dreams and Craig was happy to look at him and share the sand with him. Sharing a bed with him would be even better! God, he’s hot.
Craig closed his eyes and played back the sight of him spreading out his towel. Nope, there was no sign of a ring on his hand. He was too far away to see if there was a line around his finger where he’d taken a ring off though. And of course no way of knowing if he was gay. But Craig was pretty experienced at sensing a person’s sexual preferences and this man screamed gay to him.
God, I hope I’m right. But how do I walk up to him and say, “I want to fuck you”?

To enter for a chance to win some of the thirteen prizes you need to go here: a Rafflecopter giveaway

Then be sure to follow along the other authors in the hop, as many have prizes of their own.And besides, each one has a yummy summer memory to share with you!



Sunday, April 13, 2014

Two AWESOME reviews!

katherinejane said, "i loved this book! I loved how everyone found what they wanted for “Jaid’s Two Sexy Santas”
Aw, thank you, katherinejane.


Serena, from Rainbow Book reviews said “Would You Trust a Werewolf?” was “hilarious yet very hot”. Thank you Serena!!


Thursday, April 3, 2014

On Fire!

On Fire by Berengaria Brown
Some fire drills lead to flames.
Blair, Alex and Kurt meet while walking down twenty flights of stairs during an office fire drill. The building may not be burning, but they are for each other. They end up soaking their aching muscles in Kurt’s hot tub—and taking care of some other aches. A wild night of ménage sex leaves them wanting to form a lasting relationship. But once back at work in their normal everyday lives with no drama and no fire, is romance possible?
Inside Scoop: As Alex says, “I’m bi and versatile.” He’s hoping Kurt is the same.


Carefully Blair stepped out of her stilettos, then sank onto the grass beside him. She waved a hand at Alex, saying, "Alex. Kurt. Shoes."
Dropping down beside her, Alex laughed. He reached over and shook Kurt's hand. "I'm Alex, not shoes."
"Oh God, my feet," groaned Blair, ignoring them both.
"I'm glad you finally made it. I'm bored with playing the few pathetic games on my phone. Remind me to download something better before the next fire drill."
"Remind me to take a day's vacation if it ever happens again," said Blair tartly, massaging her toes. "Hell, that hurts."
Alex reached for her foot. "Let me. May I? Do you mind? I'm sure I can help."
"Please do. I'm not sure what rules apply to fire drills, but I think fixing my feet right now ranks right up there with life-saving."
Her foot was warm and soft under his hands. Gently he massaged the ball of her foot, rubbing circles and pressing into the pads, loosening up any tightness there. He separated each toe, stroking its length, rubbing it between his fingers, and again massaging the pad of the toe. She had such sexy feet: long, straight toes, narrow ankles, high arches.
While he tended to her feet the three of them talked. On the surface what they were saying was light, casual, just people sitting on the grass in the park waiting for the bus back to work. But underneath the conversation ran something much deeper, stronger. Lust and passion were in each look, each pair of eyes. Words used had double meanings, or the gestures that accompanied them gave them an underlying sexual connotation. Oh yes. What was going on was more than chatting, it was very definitely foreplay. Foreplay of a very carnal, erotic kind.
"If this weren't a public park, I could suck your toes, pulling them into my mouth, making them warm and wet. You'd soon feel much better," he said breathed, his voice barely heard over the noise of the park.
"Damn, that sounds good," she whispered.
"Yes, it does." Kurt picked up her other foot and began massaging it. "I've never really been a foot man, but I'm beginning to think the idea has potential."
Alex's cock almost broke his zipper trying to get out of his pants. He was so hard he could pound nails at the thought of Blair and Kurt in bed with him. Oh yeah, his wildest dreams come true. A warm, cozy, soft, woman -- with a sassy mouth -- and the athletic hardness of a man. Blair had been absolutely right about that. Kurt was yumminess personified. Fit, wiry, and hard all over. It would be agony deciding which one to fuck first.
Or was he mistaken? Was Kurt just being polite? Alex looked into Kurt's eyes and saw the hot lust there. But was it lust just for Blair or for both of them? Alex wanted both of them. Did Kurt swing both ways too?
Blair was staring at Kurt. Are they fuckbuddies? Am I about to make a fool of myself here?And yet, it feels like it's all of us.
"There a huge hot tub at my condo. We can book it for private parties. How about I book it for tonight? For the three of us. Say six p.m.?" said Kurt.
Blair smiled, that huge, sexy grim that lit her whole face up so beautifully. "I'd like that."
"Count me in," said Alex, willing his unruly cock to stay inside his pants for a few more hours.
Kurt's fingers danced over his cell phone and the hot tub was booked.

Buy link: http://www.ellorascave.com/on-fire.html