RJ Scott

  • Giveaways and Galaxies and Oceans for just 99c !!

    Lots of fun stuff today!

    To celebrate RJ Scott’s birthday, we’re giving away a $60 Amazon gift voucher and a stack of ebooks!


    To Enter:


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  • 🇮🇹 For my Italian readers 🇮🇹 Benvenuti nel Blog hop delle traduzioni italiane LGBT!

    I’m taking part in an Instagram hop with a bunch of awesome LGBTQIA+ authors with translations in Italian! It’s a fun way to hop along to different authors and find some amazing Italian books!

    Benvenuti nel Blog hop delle traduzioni italiane LGBT! È sufficiente cliccare sul nome di ogni autore e lasciare un commento sulla sua pagina per fargli sapere che hai cominciato a seguirlo (o che lo stavi già seguendo), e poi passare al successivo.

    Molti tra gli scrittori di romance LGBTQ prendono parte all’iniziativa e ognuno di loro offre premi tra cui Buono regalo Amazon, ebook e cartacei autografati.

    Scegli un autore dall’elenco e divertiti a scoprirne di nuovi!

    You can check out the masterpost at: rjscott.co.uk/italiane-insta-hop 

    If you’re not aware, my Instagram profile is at: https://www.instagram.com/nrwalkerauthor/

  • Autism Awareness Month ~ Hopes and Dreams, and a contest~

    Autism Fact:  People with autism are more likely to be the victims of violence than committing a violent act.

    April is Autism Awareness Month and it’s always an honour to take part. This year the theme is hopes and dreams, which is another great topic and one we don’t reflect on enough. I usually only take stock of which goals I’d like to achieve around the new year, not really as a resolution, but more of a ‘am I going in the direction I want/need to be going’ kind of way.

    I am truly lucky that I have my dream job – and I know this. I don’t take it for granted, and I work incredibly hard trying to produce the best books I can. I recognise not many people have the privilege of saying they live their dreams. And the one thing I’m trying to instil in my kids, is to do something they love when they leave school.

    Not easy, I know.

    In today’s world, most of us have to do whatever puts food on the table. I get that. I did that, for many years. And like all parents, I’d love to save my kids from doing that. My kids are nearing the end of their schooling (a few years to go) but there’s pressure on them to pick a career path. I tell them not to stress, after all, I didn’t fall into my writing career wholeheartedly until I was in my thirties.

    To a fourteen and fifteen year old, that’s as good as ancient. LOL

    But by the same token, I have to wonder which path I’d be on if I’d have found my true passion at their age. I’d always love reading and writing but had no idea it would be dream career. So if I could point my kids in the right direction now, to save them twenty years of jobs they hate, then I absolutely will. I can’t make the decision for them, all I can do is tell them not to choose a career focused on the money, instead focus on the love of what you want to do.

    It can be my wish and hope, but it needs to be their dream and doing.


    For your chance to win any book title of mine (winner’s choice) answer me this: if you could tell your fifteen year old self one word advice, what would it be?

    Mine would be to start writing earlier.

    (I normally have comments closed on my blog, but I will be opening them up for this contest)  Please comment below.

    That’s it for the Autism Awareness post. To check out the original, you can find it at RJ Scott’s site:  http://rjscott.co.uk/autism-awareness-month-2018


    In case you’re not aware, or if you’ve been under a rock this last week, you might have missed my latest release!  Evolved is a little bit sci-fi, a lot romance, and so much fun!


    In 2068, androids are an integrated part of human life. Big Brother no longer just watches from the shadows. It’s in every household. 

    Lloyd Salter has OCD issues with noise and mess, and he’s uncomfortable with human interaction. When his ex claimed the only thing perfect enough to live up to his standards was an android, Lloyd dismissed it. But two years later, after much self-assessment, he thinks he may have been right.

    SATinc is the largest manufacturer of androids in Australia, including the Fully Compatible Units known as an A-Class 10. Their latest design is the Synthetic Human Android UNit, otherwise known as SHAUN.

    Shaun is compatible to Lloyd’s every need; the perfect fit on an intellectual and physical basis. But Lloyd soon realises Shaun’s not like other A-Class androids. He learns. He adapts. Sure that SATinc is aware Shaun functions outside of his programmed parameters, Lloyd must find a way to keep Shaun safe.

    No one can know how special Shaun is. No one can know he’s evolved.

  • Good Morning Monday ~ My God, it’s almost December…

    Can you believe it? The countdown to Christmas is on… *shudders*

    Anywhooo, last week was another super busy week for me. Including being super sick yesterday, what I still managed to get done:

    • Wrote 14K on my WIP, now at 39K. Tentatively now titled Finders Keepers.
    • Signed a contract for Sixty Five Hours to be translated into Thai.
    • Completed two rounds of edits on On Davis Row (95K words x 2)
    • Sent out ARCs for On Davis Row

    What I have to do this week:

    • Finish the first draft of Finders Keepers
    • Complete final proofing edits on On Davis Row
    • Give the final publishing draft of On Davis Row a polish before uploading into Amazon and hitting “Publish” for next Monday! Eeeeeek!!
    • Complete edits on the re-released version of Clarity of Lines (Thomas Elkin 2)

    As you can see, things are just a little hectic 😉

    I’m also taking part in some great Christmas giveaways! I’ll post more when it get’s closer, but there’s much fun to be had and many contests to be won! 🙂

    In Audio news, Red Dirt Heart 3 won Best Audio of the Month at LoveBytes!

    I’m so grateful to Joel Leslie for giving Charlie and Travis the perfect voice, and to RJ Scott who made me publishing this series in audio possible <3

    Also in audio news:

    The Audio of The Weight Of It All is up for Best book/audio of October at SkyeBook Reviews!

    If you’re inclined to vote, you can check it out HERE!

    I’ve also signed up for a release blitz for On Davis Row. If you’re a blogger, you can find the details HERE!

    Okay folks, that’s it for this week!  Next Monday is release day for On Davis Row! The first ARC reviews so come in have been incredible, so I hope my readers love Noah and CJ too!


  • Red Dirt Heart is coming to audio!!


    I am so incredibly excited to announce that Red Dirt Heart will be my first ever audio!! As you may or may not know, being an Australian author who self-publishes, I was never able to use ACX (the audio division of Amazon) to get my books into the audio market.  I mean, I have 30+ books, and NONE in audio. Even my books I have with a publisher will never be put into audio… but that’s a whole other conversation for another time.

    Anywhoooo, I tried to outsource it myself, but got nowhere.  I queried publishers in strict audio rights options, but they never even replied – not even a ‘sorry, but no’.  I contacted several narrators who I thought might be able to help, but again, they never replied.

    It was/is incredibly frustrating and I was ready to give up on it all together.

    But then, with the help of RJ Scott and Love Lane Books, I had a spark of hope. Another author friend Nic Starr put me in touch with a narrator who could wrangle the Aussie accent, and things started to move forward.

    RJ Scott’s presshouse, Love Lane Books, will be the platform on which this gets released, and the lovely Joel Froomkin has graciously agreed to give Charlie Sutton a voice.

    I will post more when I know more, but for now, I’m so thrilled to say this is actually – finally – happening.  <3

  • The Sense of Sight – RJ Scott’s Autism Awareness Blog Hop & a Free Book!


    I’m honoured to be part of RJ’s Blog Tour for Autism Awareness,  highlighting the Five Senses.

    An interesting fact you may not know about autism is:  People with an ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder) who are hyposensitive to smell may have no sense of smell at all, and fail to notice extreme odours (this can include their own body odour). Some people may lick things to get a better sense of what they are.

    When I found out this blog tour would revolve around the five senses, my first thoughts went to Isaac Brannigan from Blind Faith. He was one of my first characters I ever wrote. A very stubborn, impatient, and wonderful man, who just happens to be blind. Writing a character with vision impairment wasn’t easy, and I learned a lot in my research when I decided the character in my head had a story to tell.

    Sight is a fundamental sense that a lot of people take for granted. Having it taken away is a life changing event, and one Isaac Brannigan had to overcome. To write his story, I researched a LOT, I spoke to people with vision impairments, I joined forums, I read and read, and I learned.

    People who are vision impaired live full and rewarding lives and I was, and still am, in complete awe of how these people live their day-to-day lives without missing a beat. Careers, children, public transport, shopping, reading, sports, arts, everything full-vision people do every day, and take for granted, every single day. They adapt to their environments, make adjustments and push forward. It’s incredibly inspiring!

    Do me a little favour, and imagine this:  a normal morning routine for some…

    Wake up at 6:30 a.m.  Shower, dress for work, including hair and make-up, or shave your face (whichever is your normal morning routine).  Wake the kids up, get them breakfast, pack school lunches, get them dressed, do their hair. Get them on the school bus, while praying for good weather. Rain makes everything more difficult…  Catch your bus, pay your fare, and hope there’s a seat. Maybe you could take a cab. It’s easier but more expensive to do on a daily basis. Get to work, manage the revolving doors, then the stairs, or elevator, find your desk, log in to your computer and check emails…

    All this and it’s not even 8:30 a.m.

    Sounds like a normal, but hectic, morning, right?

    Now imagine doing it blind.

    Imagine doing every one of these steps without using your sight.  Does your shirt match your pants? Are you wearing two different coloured shoes? Who else was watching your kids get on that bus? Who else was watching you walk off alone, unassisted?  Did you catch the right bus? Did you pay the right amount? Did the bus driver short change you $10? How would you know?  Did you get off at the right bus stop?  Are you even in the right suburb?  HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?

    Scary, huh?

    Downright frightening, if you ask me, yet people with vision impairments do it every day.

    A lot people disliked Isaac Brannigan. Said he was too brattish, too short-tempered and one lovely reviewer said he was “too blind.”  Yep, not even kidding.  I also had two separate people contact me, who have/had blind spouses, and said I absolutely nailed the characterisations, the frustrations, the outbursts, the longing for independence but fear of it at the same time.  And that, that acknowledgment to my research and dedication to character, has been a highlight of my writing career.

    I will admit without shame, that I love Isaac. I love his faults, and I love his strengths. And what I’m doing is making Blind Faith FREE on Amazon for four days. Starting today (April 7th) until April 10th, you can download Blind Faith and meet Isaac, Carter, and of course Brady the wonder dog.  🙂

    The universal link for Blind Faith is HERE!  Go forth, click and read!

    Blind Faith

    Thank you for taking part of RJ Scott’s annual autism awareness blog hop!  You can check out all the other awesome authors taking part HERE <3

  • End Street Book 5: The Case of the Purple Pearl by Amber Kell and RJ Scott

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    End Street Book 5: The Case of the Purple Pearl by Amber Kell and RJ Scott

    Buylinks here when available: http://rjscottauthor.blogspot.co.uk/2015/10/the-case-of-purple-pearl-end-street-5.html

    Blurb: After failing in a quest to win the Fae Queen’s approval, Halstein is locked in a world of stone. Forced to remain a gargoyle he spends his days on Sam’s desk pining for his lost love.

    Prince Idris’s lover went missing and was presumed dead. Alone, Idris lives a life away from court, starved of energy but unwilling to sleep in the room he once shared with his beloved.

    Can Sam and Bob save these fated lovers before it’s too late? And will Bob’s ultimate sacrifice be enough to free Hal from his prison?

    Volume 1 – Books 1 & 2

    Book 1 – The Case of the Cupid Curse 
    Book 2 – The Case of the Wicked Wolf

    Volume 2 – Books 3 & 4

    Book 3 – The Case of the Dragon’s Dilemma 
    Book 4 – The Case of the Sinful Santa 


    Chapter One
    “What are you doing?”

    Sam sighed. This was the fifth time today their visiting gargoyle had asked him that. Three weeks had passed since it had decided to stay at the house and wait for Sam to find it a master. And those three weeks had lasted a very long time.

    “Taxes,” Sam muttered. The same answer he’d given every single time he’d been asked.

    “I don’t like math,” the little gargoyle said. He waddled across Sam’s desk, leaving small muddy footprints on a neatly filled-in form. Sam couldn’t even muster the energy to get angry.

    “Are you going to tell me your name yet?” Sam asked. He placed his pen on the desk and leaned back with a stretch, eying the small gargoyle against the hulking monstrosity that sat immobile on the corner of his desk. They were so dissimilar, in size and expression.

    “You know I can only tell my master.”

    “I can’t keep calling you the little gargoyle. I’m going to have to give you a name.”

    The little gargoyle turned in a circle to face Sam, then squatted into a pose with his mouth open in a snarl. It looked pretty mean, and Sam edged back.

    “What’s wrong?” he asked.

    The gargoyle’s expression changed back to the one he usually had; that of a dopey baby.

    “Nothing, I was just giving you my fierce face so you can give me the right name. I’m not having you calling me Sunshine or Cutie. I want something strong like Zephariel Angel of Vengeance.”

    Sam couldn’t help the snort of laughter, then immediately felt guilty when the gargoyle’s expression fell. “Sorry,” he apologized. “It’s just, uhm, that name is taken. How about Leo, like a lion, a brave, strong lion.”

    The gargoyle tilted his head in contemplation, then nodded. “Leo, I like Leo. I’m done with you now. You already have a gargoyle. I’m going to find my true master.”

    That decided, he jumped down off the desk and waddled over to the door, sidestepping awkwardly when Smudge slunk in with intent in every step. In a leap, Smudge was up on the desk, sitting right on the tax forms and staring straight into Sam’s face.

    “What are you doing?” Smudge asked telepathically.

    “Taxes,” Sam answered. He didn’t add a sigh this time.

    “You should be tracking down what kind of other your uncle’s pet gargoyle is.”

    Leo, the newly named visiting gargoyle, had declared that the old paperweight on Sam’s desk that looked like a gargoyle, walked like a gargoyle, and was stone like a gargoyle, wasn’t actually a gargoyle at all, but other.

    “Where do you suggest I start? And why can’t you tell what it is, oh powerful familiar.” Sam couldn’t help the sarcasm. Smudge was capable of putting souls back in bodies and using heavy magic, but he couldn’t track down what kind of paranormal had been transformed into an ancient crumbling gargoyle paperweight?

    “I’ll forget you said that,” Smudge said condescendingly. “I’ve been busy.”

    “With what?” Sam asked. Privately he thought Smudge spent too much time cleaning himself with his paws up in the air and his tongue—

    “I can hear you,” Smudge warned. “And who else do you think can keep your attic spider infestation at bay?”

    Sam shuddered. He didn’t like small spiders at best, let alone the giant ones Smudge had suggested lived only a few floors up. “Good work,” Sam praised. “And as to our paperweight friend here—” Sam tapped the solid stone thing on the head with a stapler. “—I’ve put out a request to everyone I know as to who may be missing someone. I used the ParaGoogle to see if anyone knows anything. Not sure what else I can do at this stage.”

    Smudge gave a feline version of a huff, deliberately washed himself on the desk for a good five minutes, then disappeared out of the room. Sam shook off the fur that had fallen on his paperwork. This needed to be done and, unless he finished it soon, he’d have the authorities fining him all over the place.

    A knock on his office door jerked Sam from his sad contemplation of the bills he had to pay. Although he’d earned some money recently and he owned the building where he worked and lived, the flow of money going out far exceeded the money rushing into his pockets.

    Taxes were a bitch.


    Competition to win $15 Amazon/Are giftcard, and 2 further prizes of RJ Scott e-books – closes 6th December at 00:01 GMT (London)



    About RJ

    RJ Scott has been writing since age six, when she was made to stay in at lunchtime for an infraction involving cookies. She was told to write a story and two sides of paper about a trapped princess later, a lover of writing was born.

    As an avid reader herself, she can be found reading anything from thrillers to sci-fi to horror. However, her first real true love will always be the world of romance where she takes cowboys, bodyguards, firemen and billionaires (to name a few) and writes dramatic and romantic stories of love and passion between these men.

    With over seventy titles to her name and counting, she is the author of the award winning book, The Christmas Throwaway. She is also known for the Texas series charting the lives of Riley and Jack, and the Sanctuary series following the work of the Sanctuary Foundation and the people it protects.

    Her goal is to write stories with a heart of romance, a troubled road to reach happiness, and most importantly, that hint of a happily ever after.






    www.tumblr.com/blog/rjscott  (some NSFW (not safe for work) photos)


    About Amber Kell:

    Amber Kell is one of those quiet people they always tell you to watch out for. She lives in Dallas with her husband, two sons, and one extremely stupid dog.





  • RJ Scott – Texas Wedding is out today

    The final book in the Texas series which started with The Heart of Texas is out today

    Texas 7

    Buylinks: http://rjscottauthor.blogspot.co.uk/2015/08/texas-wedding-texas-7-blurb-reveal.html


    Sometimes Riley and Jack have to be the ones to fight other people’s battles and stand up for what is right.

    With the life changing prospect of a yes vote from SCOTUS on the issue of same sex marriage, Riley and Jack realise they have decisions to make. Add in some distressing family news and the very real possibility that old secrets may resurface, and this last book in the Texas series pulls together as many threads as the boys can manage to handle.

    But through all the ups and the downs, children, family events, laughter, and tears, there is nothing as special as the forever love between these two men.

    The full book list:

    Book 1 – The Heart of Texas

    Book 2 – Texas Winter

    Book 3 – Texas Heat

    Book 4 – Texas Family

    Book 5 – Texas Christmas

    Book 6 – Texas Fall

    Book 7 – Texas Wedding

    About RJ

    RJ Scott has been writing since age six, when she was made to stay in at lunchtime for an infraction involving cookies. She was told to write a story and two sides of paper about a trapped princess later, a lover of writing was born.

    As an avid reader herself, she can be found reading anything from thrillers to sci-fi to horror. However, her first real true love will always be the world of romance where she takes cowboys, bodyguards, firemen and billionaires (to name a few) and writes dramatic and romantic stories of love and passion between these men.

    With over seventy titles to her name and counting, she is the author of the award winning book, The Christmas Throwaway. She is also known for the Texas series charting the lives of Riley and Jack, and the Sanctuary series following the work of the Sanctuary Foundation and the people it protects.

    Her goal is to write stories with a heart of romance, a troubled road to reach happiness, and most importantly, that hint of a happily ever after.






    www.tumblr.com/blog/rjscott  (some NSFW (not safe for work) photos)



    Competition to win $15 Amazon/Are giftcard, and 2 further prizes of RJ Scott e-books – closes 8th October at 00:01 GMT (London)

    a Rafflecopter giveaway





    Chapter One

    Jack slid his arms around Riley from behind and pressed his cheek to the space between broad shoulders. He couldn’t stop himself from moving his hands under the soft T-shirt material and caressing the warm skin. Touching Riley was an addiction.

    “You all done?” he asked.

    Riley turned in Jack’s hold, the laundry in his hands crushing between them.

    “It’s like these tiny T-shirts multiply,” Riley groused. “I turn my back for one minute and suddenly there’s another ten of the damn things.”

    Jack smiled up at his husband, at the narrowing of his beautiful hazel eyes and the stubborn set of his mouth. Then he released his hold of his waist and instead cradled his face.

    “It was your idea to sort out the twins’ old clothes,” he reminded Riley.

    “I wanted to box it away….”

    “We can do it together at the weekend.”

    “I want to do it today—”

    “It’s a Tuesday.” Jack interrupted Riley’s reasons why. “I thought you said you had that report to read from Tom?”

    Riley huffed a little. “I can’t concentrate.”

    “So, you’re sorting clothes?”

    “Is that a bad thing?” Riley sounded so defensive.

    Jack sighed. “What are you avoiding?”

    Riley raised an eyebrow, and Jack couldn’t help but press a kiss to his lips. After all this time together, he had learned these weird domestic chores Riley undertook were usually a way of avoiding things he didn’t want to do. Whether it was Riley’s way of thinking about things, or pure procrastination, Jack didn’t know.

    “I have a shareholder meeting the first week of February.” Riley finally said.

    “I know. I got the same letter, but I wasn’t planning on going. Why will this be different from any other meeting?” Jack was confused. Hayes Oil meetings were dry and boring, and he’d survived the only two he’d attended by slouching back in a chair directly opposite Riley. He would eat as many of the complimentary mints as he could manage and gently disrupt the meeting by rustling the wrappers. This never failed to make Riley smile. Mostly Jack conned Josh into going, or gave Riley his proxy. Still, when he did go, he loved nothing better than insolently lazing around and being all cowboy in the room full of suits. Inevitably, this led to hot sex with Riley, who couldn’t keep his eyes off Jack throughout the entire meeting.

    “I have something to admit,” Riley said with a sigh. He eased himself away from Jack and leaned back against the cabinet. “Dad has appointed this new manager to the team, and we have a history.”

    Jack huffed a laugh. “Riley, you have a history with so many people, I lost count.”

    Riley looked affronted for a second, but that emotion didn’t slip into a ready smile, so Jack realized this was serious. Jack stood next to Riley and waited for the man he loved, to admit what the hell was going on. In fact, Riley had been weird for a few days: less quick to smile, less easy to poke at, in a hurry to go find a quiet space away from everyone.

    “Not like that,” Riley said. “The woman’s name is Charlotte Harrold, and her dad is Josiah.”

    Jack nodded. He and Josiah had their own kind of history, one where Josiah had tried courting Donna and failed, where Josiah looked down at Jack, and where Jack refused to give a rat’s ass. The fucker had blocked Hayes Oil on several occasions and didn’t have a high opinion of Riley, nor of Riley and Jack. Add to that, Tom, Riley’s right-hand man at work, had unfortunately had a run-in with Josiah Jr., Charlotte’s brother. Too much history between the Hayes and Harrold families.

    “Why would Jim hire her, then?” Jack paused to think about what he knew concerning Charlotte. “I remember her being a bitch with daddy issues.”

    Riley shrugged. “I don’t know. I mean, I asked him, and he said she’s good at what she does, and that she’s changed, whatever that means. Oh, and I should give her as much of a chance as people gave me.”

    “Cryptic. So you think she’s going to cause trouble.”

    Riley looked at Jack sharply. “Hell no. I know her work, and she’ll be an asset. It’s only….”

    Jack tensed. “You slept with her.”

    “Jesus, Jack,” Riley said instantly. “No way. She was Jeff’s. I mean she and Jeff were having an affair. He called her Charlie, and I damn well walked in on them once. The wedding photos were still wet at the printer’s, and there he was, fucking around on Lisa.”


    “Yeah, oh. And we’re going to be in the same room as her. All I can remember is that Jeff was balls-deep in Charlie, and he had his hands—” Riley demonstrated with his hands in front of him in a ring. “—around her neck.”

    Jack immediately realized what the problem was. The joined families, whether Campbell or Hayes, had quietly consigned Jeff and everything he had done to something never to be talked about. Riley never shared cute childhood stories where he, Eden, and Jeff were friends; no tales of brotherly misadventures. To Jack’s mind, Jeff had been born a sadistic bastard, and likely there were a lot of stories Riley hadn’t told him about the kind of things Jeff had done to both Riley and Eden.

    “Seeing her makes you face what he did,” Jack said. He reached over and held Riley’s hand, lacing their fingers together and squeezing. This was what he did best. He was there for Riley, supporting him, holding him up, knowing as much as he needed to know, and still being there for the man who was his other half.

    Riley sighed and bumped shoulders with Jack. “Yeah,” he whispered.

    “So your dad doesn’t know that Jeff and Charlie were…?”

    “No. I’m sure I’m the only one.”

    “Lisa didn’t know?”

    Riley squeezed back. “She always knew he was unfaithful, but with Charlie, no, I don’t think so.”

    For a second, Jack allowed the words to settle. Lisa was damaged by much more than physical pain. She had a world of hurt where her dead husband was concerned, not least of which was the end result of what he did to her. The secret she carried with her was too awful for Jack to contemplate knowing how she lived with it.

    “We don’t see enough of Lisa and the kids,” he said.

    That was true. Lisa hadn’t visited in a while. Although to be fair, whenever Jack and Riley organized a family gathering of any sort, they always invited her. She’d moved to San Antonio with her fiancé, Ed, and was building a place for herself and the kids well away from the life she’d had here. Luke was sixteen, Annabelle coming up for nineteen. They weren’t at the ranch as often as Josh’s kids. They had lives of their own, but still, Jack was all about family.


    “We’ll get them over, or maybe we’ll go visit them,” Jack said. He wasn’t going to let Riley focus on this one thing to distract himself from the central issue. “Back to the meeting. When you sit there, it will be all business, and if she comes over to talk to you, you smile, nod, and put on the best goddamn Riley act you can.”

    “You’re not planning on being there.”

    “I hate them,” Jack said, then he felt guilty. Riley was clearly concerned about the meeting, and he should make the effort. “I can try.”

    “Don’t say that.” Riley smiled at Jack. “As much as I like it when you do that ‘I don’t care, I’m a hot, dusty cowboy’ thing, I seriously think you should stay away.”


    Riley looked at him again. This time, the shadows had disappeared from his eyes. “It’s like torture for you.”

    “Tell me more about how you like the cowboy thing,” Jack growled.

    Riley grinned. “When you push the chair back and you kind of sprawl there, with your thumbs in your belt. You smile and nod when you need to and all I want to do is crawl over the table and ride you right there in the meeting.”

    Jack’s cock swelled and pressed against his jeans. Riley’s voice was husky and low and sent every molecule of blood south.

    “Jesus, Riley.”

    “Sometimes you unwrap those stupid little mints, and you press one to your lips, and then you suck it in.”

    “I like the mints.”

    “All I can imagine is my cock in your mouth, and I’m so freaking hard I can’t concentrate on the numbers.”

    Jack wriggled to get comfortable, and he had to press his free hand to his zip to ease some of the pressure. “Like it’s easy for me,” he muttered. “You in your suit, and those ties you wear, and all I can imagine is ripping it all off, tying you down and fucking you into tomorrow. That’s the only reason I go.”

    Riley moved so quickly Jack didn’t have time to draw breath. He straddled Jack and pushed him back on the bed.

    “Carol.” Jack mentioned their nanny’s name with the last remaining moments of having the presence of mind. “People…,” he added as a warning, as Riley stole his words with the deepest, dirtiest, messiest kiss he’d had since the last time they’d been in the barn.

    Riley pulled back enough so Jack could look into his eyes. “Barn,” Riley said. “Now.”

    Riley scrambled up and away, unbuttoning his jeans and adjusting himself. “Now,” he repeated.

    With determination, they made it out of the house. Hayley was at school, Max out with Robbie and the horses, the twins were happy with Carol, so they had nothing to stop them. It didn’t matter it was ten in the morning, this was happening.


  • Can you see discrimination?

    April 2nd is World Austism Awareness Day

    Fact on Austism: People with autism may demonstrate above average levels of concentration, reliability and accuracy.


    So I’m taking part in RJ Scott’s April Blog Hop, aimed at discrimination and prejudice.  When thinking about what form of discrimination I could write about, it seemed only fair that with my two recent releases, Blind Faith and Through These Eyes, that I approached the discrimination that blind people in our communities face on a daily basis.

    As a member of any community in the developed world, whether able sighted or not, we are entitled to basic human rights.  So what are the rights of blind people? It is tempting to reply, no different from those of the sighted. We want a happy childhood; a good education; a satisfying job; a fulfilling family life; enjoyable leisure and social activities, and the chance to take a full part in public life. We want respect; esteem; affection; but above all recognition that we are citizens with full civil and human rights.

    More often than not, it’s not the perception of the blind person that they can’t do or perform certain tasks, but the opinions of able sighted people who think blind people aren’t capable.

    Many things able sighted people take for granted, are not a sure thing for those who are vision impaired.  Things such as:

    Paid employment – probably the most trying. Some statistics I’ve read doing research for this blog post suggest anywhere between 80% – 95% of employers wouldn’t hire a blind person.  Blind people have appropriate qualifications because they go to universities and colleges like anyone else, so why would a potential employer think their abilities to be any different?  Is the fear of the unknown? Do they believe there will be extra needs? Extra cost?

    The answer to these questions is generally no.

    There are no other requirements or leniencies for blind people as there are for able sighted people, with one exception, which leads me to my next point.

    Technology – I think it’s safe to assume there are some jobs, for safety reasons for all involved, that blind people couldn’t/shouldn’t/wouldn’t do.  Like being a driving instructor, or a pilot, or a brain surgeon.  But most other jobs, are perfectly suitable.  Office administrator, teacher, accountants, lawyers, social workers, counselors, academics… the list is long.

    The most critical component in making these professions vision-impaired-friendly, is technology.
    The aid of different technologies has progressed the ease and proficiency in which blind people can do almost anything.  Such as screen readers, text-to-voice, audio text, computer integrated reading software and Braille note takers.
    So do employers have to provide such technologies for employees?  Yes, they do. Not all are too expensive and many governments have funding to encourage such employments under the various Discrimination Acts.

    But there are still employers who won’t make the concession. Though in many instances, if the employer has less than a certain amount of staff and deemed a “small-business owner”, s/he is exempt from this legal obligation.  This makes it difficult for blind people living in smaller towns.

    Renting an apartment – Many blind people have reported discrimination in this regard, particularly if they have a guide dog. There was one instance where a ‘control caller’ phoned some 100 real estate agents and asked about availability of apartments. Then the same agents were phoned again, citing the applicant had a guide-dog, and the differences were alarming.

    Two landlords said guide dogs weren’t allowed at all. Three said only little dogs were allowed. (Ever seen a Chihuahua seeing eye dog?) Six said there was an extra fee for tenants with a guide dog. Two said guide dogs were allowed, but only in ground-floor units.

    Using public transport – This is a big one, and one encountered frequently.  Thankfully, times and perceptions are changing. In the 1960’s blind people – even professional, self-sufficient adults – weren’t allowed to travel unaccompanied, insinuating they were child-like and not mentally capable. 

    But still, there are issues and regarding safety and accessibility that still exist today. Whether using a cane, or a guide dog, blind people encounter issues pertaining to ignorance and discrimination on a daily basis.

    In my two books, Blind Faith and Through These Eyes, the public transport issue is something Isaac encounters.  He works at a school for the blind, so his employment is strictly catered to his needs and there are very limited discrimination issues there.

    Throughout the course of the two books, Carter realizes just how much discrimination Isaac, as a blind man, encounters.  Issues with taking a guide dog in public, into restaurants, onto public transport, even shopping. When Isaac needs a new laptop, the sales assistant first ignores Isaac, and then speaks to him slowly and loudly, like he was mentally inept or deaf.

    As ridiculous as this sounds, this is something the blind community encounters often.  If you see or encounter a blind person, on the street or in a shopping center who looks a little lost or unsure, introduce yourself politely and ask if you can help. They are, above everything else, just a person.

    If, god forbid, you see a blind person who is encountering a form of discrimination, again introduce yourself politely and ask if you can help. Because it’s our right as human beings to speak up for those who are being discriminated against.

    So, enough with the serious, and on to the fun stuff.
    I’m giving away a copy of BLIND FAITH and THROUGH THESE EYES.  Yep, two books!!

    First, we have Blind Faith


    Starting a new job in a new town, veterinarian Carter Reece, makes a house call to a very special client.
    Arrogant, moody and totally gorgeous, Isaac Brannigan has been blind since he was eight. After the death of his guide dog and best friend, Rosie, his partnership with his new guide dog, Brady, isn’t going well.
    Carter tries to help both man and canine through this initiation phase, but just who is leading whom?
    Then Through These Eyes


    Six months after we last met Carter Reece and Isaac Brannigan, they’re still very much in love. Moving in together, moving forward, life for these two is great until some life changing events occur. Isaac has a frightening setback and Carter’s world starts to unravel. Things become even more complicated and start to change for both men when Isaac’s new colleague enters the picture.

    As Isaac struggles for what he really wants, it might just cost him what he needs the most.


    Now, something on a little more personal note from me…

    I’ve received a fair amount of harsh criticism for Isaac. Apparently many readers think he’s too obnoxious, too bratty, too rude and too cold. Apparently Carter deserves someone who’s nicer and deserves someone who’s capable of love, because apparently Isaac is not. I believe the term “most despised character ever written” has been used a few times.

    I don’t mind criticism (if it’s constructive and fair) and to be honest, if someone says they hate the character then that’s more of a compliment than an insult because the reader felt something. Making a reader feel something, in any form of emotional response, is the aim of every writer – it means I’ve done my job. 

    But to outweigh that, I’ve also had two reviews and an email, from people who have lived with, loved, married someone who lost their sight, and said the descriptions of Isaac’s anger, resentment and frustrations, and his defensive walls, were spot on. Absolutely 100% correct.

    It’s reviews from people who have lived through what Isaac and Carter were living through, and applauded the not-so-pleasant reality that I created, that makes me love Isaac that little bit more.

    For your chance to win a copy of Blind Faith and Through These Eyes, please leave a comment stating if you had to lose one of your senses, which would you choose, and why?  I’ll be choosing a winner at the end of April (yep, the contest will be up for all of April). 
    The link back to RJ’s site, and so you can continue the blog hop, is RJ’s April Blog Hop!
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