Dream (Curtain Chasers: Book Three) Published

15 Wednesday Jul 2015

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DREAM (Curtain Chasers: Book Three) has been published. It is the third and final novella in a gay paranormal romance trilogy. About 42k words long. You can read chapter one below. Be warned, explicitness involved.

Death is part of Clay’s job, but not generally part of his life. That changes when tragedy hits close to home. Now, he’s forced to start a hunt within his own town. And he has to do it without Jacob by his side.

But not even Clay’s partner, Danica, has faced this danger before, a danger no one has ever discovered how to kill. When an old enemy appears demanding Clay’s help and the police complicate matters, the power of the otherworld invades the town.

With Jacob out of reach and choices limited, Clay watches all his dreams of their future morph into one long sleepless nightmare.

Warning: This novella features fettered spirits, unclaimed dreams and a proposal gone awry.

CHAPTER ONE

Clay had wanted to go with yellow gold and black platinum, but he hadn’t liked the way any of them looked. Plus, he’d decided that gold signified a wedding band, so he’d ended up buying a black platinum ring with the tiniest edges of silver. Simple, with just a hint of humor in the beveled edges.

He’d thought about adding a quote on the inside of the ring, but lacked the creativity to come up with anything romantic, yet not cheesy. All of Brianna’s suggestions had been over-wrought clichés that had made Clay cringe and finally scrap the idea altogether.

Except, now that he held the ring between thumb and forefinger, he wondered if he should have engraved something like the date they’d met or their full names. Too late now. Besides, Jacob probably wouldn’t care. Clay hoped, at any rate. Continue reading →

Pawned Photos

05 Sunday Jul 2015

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Pawned Photos

Short Story (Approx 1900)

The first photo showed up on an otherwise normal Thursday morning. I found it tucked under the cash register, the bottom edge showing just enough to have me scouring my mind for when it might have been hidden. The photo itself had me blinking in surprise to see a twenty-something man with short spiky brown hair grinning back at me in an obvious selfie. The watch display from my pawn shop was fully visible behind him.

I immediately checked my alarms, both the ones bought from ADT and the ones I’d commissioned from a spellcaster. Then I did an inventory, starting with the watches. By the end of the day, I still hadn’t found anything missing, though I had discovered that the man had obviously used my computer, my camera and my printer in order to leave his surprise.

Needless to say, I was angry. Continue reading →

Grave (Curtain Chasers Book 2) Published

15 Monday Jun 2015

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GRAVE (Curtain Chasers: Book Two) has been published. It is the second novella in a gay paranormal romance trilogy. About 37k words long. Read Chapter One Here!

*ALLEY (Curtain Chasers Book One) will be on sale through June 15th-June 17th for only $0.99.*

Grave - Curtain Chasers Book 2 A few random facts about this novella:

1) I did not make up any of the strangely named born-agains mentioned in this story. I am, however, tweaking them to my benefit so they are more in line with my system.

2) There are less chapters, but more words, in Grave than in Alley.

3) I created a short glossary to include in Grave and only added it to Alley afterwards.

4) In my original outline, one of the small twists at the end went the opposite direction. I found that it would have made the ending a little more drawn-out and clunky so I scrapped that idea. Can’t say more without giving it away.

5) The character of Ella was created for a different novel. In that story she only exists via emails. I wanted to keep her that way for Grave, but, you know, things happen and that wouldn’t have made sense. Plus, I think she was annoyed at not having a real voice.

6) Grave has my favorite cover in the trilogy.

Twisted Bronze Arms

07 Sunday Jun 2015

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Twisted Bronze Arms

Short Story (Approx 3000)

I couldn’t keep still. Despite twisted bronze metal for my arms and legs and glittering sapphires for my eyes, I found ways to shift my body into unnatural positions. The statue on the other side of the iron gates and rusted portcullis turned his face, just slightly, so he couldn’t see and though I scoffed and called to him to join me, he refused to even acknowledge my existence.

That was what happened when built second. Second best, second born. I’d heard that somewhere, somehow. Probably one of the artisans as they’d melted and molded my body into shape. A shape I immediately slouched off in favor of more comfortable positions, because I did not want to spend all eternity standing with my arms outstretched as if welcoming refugees to clamber over my limbs.

Some days I whirled around and leaned upon the wall to enjoy examining the tiny city dwellers who spent most of their time eating and sleeping or finding ways to irritate one another. I assumed there were many things I didn’t get to see go on when they were inside their homes and businesses, but my curiosity didn’t extend to those things. Thus, I stood outside that gate on a pedestal for a long while before I discovered one of their more wondrous secrets.

It happened at night, while I’d been attempting to morph my stiff body into a dance move I’d seen a young girl perform in the street a few days prior. The two guards hurried up the staircase and plastered themselves to the left of the doorway of the watchtower. Head level. Continue reading →

Nothing But Seaweed & Other Stories Published

29 Friday May 2015

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Nothing But Seaweed & Other Stories has been published. This collection is made up of six stories that were originally published here on my website. There is no change to any of the stories. The specific stories included are listed at the end of the description. They are all M/F and were written in the same general style.

NOTHING BUT SEAWEED
& Other Stories

M/F Fantasy Romance Shorts
14k words
Amazon

The sea-foam cavalry’s beauty is only surpassed by its cruelty.

Imeline and Quinn have grown up together, bonding over their shared love of watching the sea-foam cavalry pass in the night on its way to defend the roads outside their town. After years of flirting and teasing, the two finally sneak down to the beach to see the cavalry arrive upon the shore.

But when the sea-foam cavalry thunders out of the ocean, its protective nature devolves into something more sinister. Imeline is left to wonder if her love has been misplaced because now neither her life nor Quinn’s will ever be the same and their budding romance seems a hopeless endeavor.

This collection also includes the short stories My Sister’s Shoes, Under the Black Stars, But Flesh Among the Storm, Bed of Starlight and Every Wine-Flavored Exhale.

Grave (Curtain Chasers Book 2) Excerpt

24 Sunday May 2015

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As promised, here is the first chapter of Grave, Book Two in the Curtain Chasers Trilogy. There are some spoilers for Alley (Book One) in the excerpt so be aware. Grave is available for pre-order right now.

GRAVE
Curtain Chasers Book Two
gay paranormal mystery romance

Forthcoming June 15, 2015
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When Clay Devlin receives a call from his lover, Jacob Hunt, he hopes for a tryst that might rekindle their fading relationship. Instead, he gets hired.

Jacob wants Clay to help a young boy who is bound to a curtain in much the same way Clay had recently been. Only, this curtain is home to another entity as well, one far more dangerous.

As Clay hunts for a way to save the boy, he finds himself rediscovering the easy companionship and heightened passion he’d shared with Jacob. Just this time with the constant reminder that Jacob might be planning on leaving him behind once the case is closed.

But when the situation turns deadly, Clay must choose between giving up the freedom he’d fought so hard to gain or losing Jacob completely. And time is slipping away with every agonizing step forward.

Warning: This novella features a lost grave, hidden heartache and takes place where death and violence breed powerful beings and not everything is as it seems.

Chapter One

The call came while Clay was stepping out of the shower. He let it go to voicemail, thinking it was Donnie seeing if Clay still planned on stopping by the pub tonight. In fact, he’d dressed, ran the slightest bit of gel through his hair, pretending not to notice the couple that had gone gray near his ears, and was searching through the fridge for leftovers when he remembered.

And he only remembered because his phone rang again.

This time he picked it up to answer, his heart giving a one-two thump out of rhythm when he saw who it was. Continue reading →

Heat of the Moment Republished

22 Friday May 2015

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HEAT OF THE MOMENT
M/F Short Story 7500 words
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This is a republication of a story originally published here on my site. There is no change to the story except that it is no longer available for free.

In the steaming jungle…

When a handsome, muscular werecat enters her territory, Trek is tempted to just chase him away. He is young, after all, and her heat is almost upon her. The last thing she needs is a tomcat too inexperienced to satisfy the demanding heat cycle of a mature queen.

But Reach is a werecat on a mission. He’s determined to prove himself a virile partner, earn Trek’s respect and maybe, if he can truly impress her, gain a litter and become a tomcat she seeks out for future heats.

This is an erotic short story of about 7500 words.

Alley (Curtain Chasers Book 1) Published

15 Friday May 2015

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ALLEY – Curtain Chasers: Book One has been published. It is the first novella in a gay fantasy romance trilogy. About 28k words long.

A few random facts about this novella:

1) This trilogy was meant to be only a couple thousand word short story. Yes, that worked. Obviously.

2) The story takes place in the same town as Kiss. Mouth. Red. (M/M) and Aura of Happiness, Aura of Love (M/F).

3) One of the characters was actually first created for an entirely different story. But I can’t tell you about it because it’s still in progress :P

4) Once created, I didn’t change a single character name, not even by one letter, which is incredibly strange for me.

5) There are only so many ways to describe two walls and a dumpster. Because of the unchanging scenery in this novella I have decided that it will be a long time before I write a story from the POV of someone imprisoned again.

6) My favorite character is Clay Devlin.

Alley (Curtain Chasers Book One) Excerpt

09 Saturday May 2015

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I’d like to announce that the first in a novella trilogy I’ve written is on pre-order. It will come out on May 15th, 2015. All three novellas feature the same M/M couple and are set in a fantasy/contemporary world. Could also be classified as paranormal. I’ll add the missing links as they become available. First chapter is below :)

ALLEY
Curtain Chasers Book One
28k words

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For three years, Clay Devlin has been stuck in an alley, hanging suspended between worlds. He yearns to be free. Even if that means facing consequences from a mistake he made before someone caged his soul on the wrong side of a newly opened curtain.

So when Jacob Hunt wanders down Clay’s alley, desire overwhelms good sense. Not just the desire to be free, but the desire for some normalcy and the touch of another man against his skin once more. But Jacob is a hotspot hunter with a famous blog, thousands of fans and a one-track mind. His attention could easily be motivated by manipulation rather than true attraction and his promises as empty as the alley Clay calls home.

Being free might be worth the risk of trusting Jacob. But if he’s wrong, and Jacob Hunt is just another selfish curtain chaser, Clay will find himself stuck on the wrong side of that curtain. Forever.

Warning: This novella involves alley hookups, wasted whiskey and a trip into the otherworld.

Chapter One

He could always tell the writers. They walked with glazed expressions, annoyance flickering across their faces whenever someone dared interrupt their reverie with small talk. Especially if said small talk was about the weather. They were the ones who looked down the alley with a mix of wonder and fear in their eyes, as if the story written in the stained brick and cracked pavement spoke to them. Continue reading →

There’s a Demon…

03 Sunday May 2015

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There’s a Demon…

Mini (Approx 1200)

There’s a demon living in my bathroom. He claims he’s harmless. Kind. In rare instances he even uses the word delightful. Though if that truly is the case then it’s a wonder that he sneaks peeks at me around the shower curtain.

Sometimes he appears as a child. Talk about disturbing. He blinks owlish eyes and stares as I shave. Then he gathers the tiny pieces of hair, collecting it in a pale pile that he hides away somewhere. I keep expecting him to throw a tantrum one day and coat me in a hurricane of stubble.

On Mondays he becomes one of those typical interpretations. You know the type—cloven hooves, forked tail, antler thingies, bright red body with a black goatee he swirls into two separate curling points. He gets mad when I call them antlers. He also insists that he looks that way on Mondays in order to keep my world from imploding. Something about Mondays being the worst day of the week and he just wants to be a part of that. The worst part.

Honestly, I don’t mind that he looks that way on Mondays because any and all attraction I have for him is inexplicitly gone. I can fumble about in the morning, trying to relieve a hangover and still get myself at least partly presentable for work without worrying about popping random woodies. Continue reading →