• RJ Jones Interview and Guest Post


    As many of you know, I was recently in Melbourne for Queermance. While I was there I was able to catch up with RJ Jones, a fellow Aussie author whose first novel Out of the Blue came out at the end of March. We had a chat over coffee and I asked her a few quick questions.

    First things, first. Ebooks or print?

    RJ: Umm, I’ve been an ebook girl for a while but I love the smell of a fresh book. It’s like the new car smell. However, last night I was reading a print book and tapped the page to turn it. I was lucky my husband didn’t notice. I felt like a bit of an idiot.

    Do you buy a book because of the cover, the blurb or another reason?

    RJ: I stopped reading reviews of books because I found that if someone didn’t like it, for whatever reason, their comments would stay with me and influence my thoughts. I’ve dnf’d a couple of books just because of someone else’s opinion that’s stuck in my head, and that’s not fair, to me or the author. Now if I see a great looking cover and the blurb is interesting, I’ll read it.

    Any recent reads you could recommend?

    RJ: With or Without Him by Barbara Elsborg.  It may just become my read of the year and it’s still early. I was sucked into the story from the first chapter. I started it late at night and was only going to read the first chapter, but I just couldn’t put it down.  It’s along the lines of Pretty Woman, but it was compelling from the get-go. I need to look at her other works now.

    Tell me something about yourself that I can’t find out by reading your bio.

    RJ: Two years ago I had spinal surgery. They had to go through my stomach to get access to that part of the spine. The surgeon removed a disc from my lower back and fused the two vertebrae together using a small piece of bovine cartilage. Now when I say I’m a bit of a cow, you know I’m not kidding  🙂

    LOL. Okay, final question. Coke or Pepsi?

    RJ: Coke. I think Pepsi is an acquired taste. Like brussel sprouts.

    Show us your new release, Out of the Blue 



    When everything happens Out of the Blue…

    Lt Cameron Cooper has been with the San Francisco Fire Department for fifteen years. He’s seen and dealt with a lot of horrifying situations.  He’s always considered himself mentally tough, but when he attends a multi-vehicle accident and sees a dead boy with features remarkably similar to his long-time boyfriend, his mental health takes a hit.

    All Jake Montgomery wants is to propose to his boyfriend on their ten-year anniversary. He’s already bought the perfect rings, but when Cameron struggles to look at him after a tragic accident, he has doubts about their future. Cam is withdrawing, and Jake doesn’t know why.

    With heated arguments and cold shoulders, Cam and Jake’s life starts to fall apart. Just when Cam thinks he can overcome his issues and finally talk to Jake, memories from Jake’s past threaten to push them apart forever.

    Where can we find Out of the Blue, and where can readers find you?

    Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/Out-Blue-RJ-Jones-ebook/dp/B00UJRDLSC/ref=sr_1_4?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1427516661&sr=1-4&keywords=out+of+the+blue

    Amazon UK – http://www.amazon.co.uk/Out-Blue-RJ-Jones-ebook/dp/B00UJRDLSC/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1427516749&sr=1-2&keywords=out+of+the+blue

    ARe – https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-outoftheblue-1720958-145.html

    Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/526585

    Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23668630-out-of-the-blue?from_search=true

    Author blog – http://rjjonesauthor.com

    Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/robyn.j.jones.1711

    Twitter – @rjjonesauthor

    Pinterest – https://www.pinterest.com/rjjonesauthor/

    Email – rjjonesauthor@gmail.com

    Your author bio:

    I started as a reader and eventually made the progression to reviewing. It wasn’t until two men popped into my thoughts, insisting on telling me their story that I started to write. It started with one scene. A hot and dirty one in the shower.

    My initial thought was if I could write their scene then they’d shut up and allow me to concentrate on other aspects of my day. That shower scene was 3000 words long and three hours of work.  But they didn’t shut up.  They told me their entire story and I didn’t sleep for days.  Sometimes I couldn’t keep up with what they were telling me and I had to keep a notebook by my bed.

    Whilst I was writing their story a side character decided he needed his story told too. Then other characters followed suit.

    You see the problem? If I ever want to sleep again then I need to write.

    I’m a wife and a mother to two boys. Even my dog is a boy.

    I am surrounded by males.


    Thanks for talking to me today RJ. I hope you can come back again sometime.

    RJ: Thanks for having me Nic, it’s been great to catch up again. 🙂


  • Guest Post ~ L.M. Brown

    L.M. Brown Guest Post


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    What? More Mermen?

    With all the mermen stories in the world of male/male fiction these days, readers may wonder why any more are needed. 

    Well, apart from the whole ‘always room for more sexy naked men’ reason, let me tell you a little about what makes my mermen series different from the rest.

    Firstly, let me explain that this series is a mixture of MM and MMM stories.  The first in the series is MMM, which I know will put some readers off, but will hopefully entice others. 

    Secondly, as well as the mermen, there is also the magic to consider.  The series is called Mermen & Magic for a reason and other than their ability to take human form, most mermen in my series have no magical powers.  The few that do are known as Oracles and they inherit their powers from the Atlantean Goddess of Prophecy.

    The Atlantean Pantheon are the ones with the magic and although they can bestow it on anyone, including the mer, they rarely do.

    The Oracles are the main exception to the rule.  There are three of them and each has the ability to see visions, one sees the past, another the present and the third sees the future.  Between them they can see anything and answer almost any question put to them.  Of course, when a more powerful god or goddess is involved, their powers are limited, after all, it wouldn’t do to have someone out there knowing everything that’s going to happen.  Where would be the fun in that?

    I hope that my combination of mermen and a new take on the legend of Atlantis will be enough to justify another mermen ebook.  And if not… remember there is always room for more naked men!




    To save his clan from ever-increasing shark attacks, merman Kyle seeks sanctuary for his people in the sunken city of Atlantis, even though he knows that as a homosexual merman, he will be sacrificing his own chance for love. Love finds him anyway in the form of Prince Finn, the rebellious young heir to the Atlantean throne.

    When their relationship is discovered, Kyle is the one to pay the price. Banished from the oceans, he seeks shelter in England and finds a new love with human, Jake Seabrook.

    For Jake, Kyle is the chance to move on from the crush he has on his straight best friend. The strange man he found naked on the beach seems to fit into his life with ease.  If only Kyle weren’t keeping secrets from him, Jake could see them having a future together.

    Things are not what they seem for either of the men and when Kyle discovers the truth about Finn, he knows he must return to Atlantis.

    Three men, a tangled relationship, and one chance for happiness—if they can trust enough to take it.




    Kyle was gone for most of the day, during which time Jake worried about him while having visions of him having collapsed with a fever in some remote corner of town where no one would find him for days.

    Only when Kyle finally reappeared in the evening did Jake let go of his fear.

    Kyle’s face was even more flushed than it had been when he had gone out. Jake wanted to check his temperature again, but was reluctant to make the suggestion.

    The lust in Kyle’s eyes as he stalked across the room took Jake’s breath away and his dick gave a twitch. His body recognised the heat in Kyle’s gaze, even if his mind couldn’t quite believe what he saw.

    “Do you want me?” Kyle asked.


    “Do you?” Kyle repeated. “Do you want to fuck me?”

    Jake didn’t know what to say. He opened his mouth to speak, but only managed a feeble croak. The question seemed to have come out of nowhere. Kyle approached him like some kind of predator, yet he was offering to let Jake take charge. Where had this man of contradictions come from? Rendered mute, he couldn’t find the words, but he managed a small nod.

    “I need you,” Kyle said right before he pushed Jake down onto the sofa and climbed on top of him.

    Jake sat there, stunned as Kyle tugged at the buttons of his shirt, fumbling to undo them. “Um, Kyle. What are you doing?”

    “I need you,” Kyle repeated. “Now.”

    Jake would have asked what Kyle meant, only it was blindingly obvious what his intentions were.

    “I have to feel you inside me,” Kyle said. “Need you to fill me up right now.”

    Jake whimpered and even though his brain was asking where this had come from, his cock showed quite a lot of interest in Kyle’s idea.


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    By the time this post goes live Forbidden Waters will also be available at Amazon, All Romance Ebooks and many other online stores. 




    L.M. Brown lives in England, in a quaint little village time doesn’t seem to have touched. No, wait a minute—that’s the retirement biography. Right now, she is in England in a medium sized town no one has ever heard of, so she won’t bore you with the details. Keeping her company are numerous sexy men. She just wishes they weren’t all inside her head.

    L.M. believes there is nothing hotter or sweeter than two men in love with each other… unless it is three.

    L.M. Brown loves hearing from readers so don’t be shy.




    Where to find L.M. Brown

    Website & Blog – http://lmbrownauthor.wordpress.com/

    Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/groups/LMBrownTreasureTrove/

    Twitter – @LMBrownAuthor


  • Guest Post ~ Lily G. Blunt

    Paint the Sky


    Lily G. Blunt


    Genre: M/M, Contemporary Romance and Erotica

    Length: 65,000 Words/230 pages

    Release Date: August 30, 2014



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    A love of art…

    A mutual interest in art draws two shy university students together. Ben admires Vinnie’s painting of the university building, so Vinnie invites him to an exhibition of his artwork. From a wealthy family, Ben purchases some of Vinnie’s art and arranges for the artist to personally hang the paintings in his apartment.

    Starry, starry night…

    Ben commissions Vinnie to paint his portrait, in order to spend more time with the artist. On the night of the sitting, Vinnie fingerpaints the starry night on Ben’s chest… and they kiss. They begin a relationship beneath the night sky, God’s own canvas.

    But every relationship has its ups and downs and so it is with theirs. When Ben thinks Vinnie spends too much time with a fellow artist, his jealousy drives a wedge between them and forces Vinnie into the very thing Ben dreads.

    Hold tight to your dreams…

    Ben and Vinnie will have to walk through fire before they can find one another again. But if they believe, and if they keep their faith in the night sky and each other, just maybe they can make their dreams of love come true.




    Vinnie led me across the room, pulling me by the shirt. “Lie back on the sofa for me and I’ll paint you.”

    As if in a dream, I settled my head against one arm of the sofa, my legs dangling over the other end, scarcely breathing now. Vinnie knelt on the floor beside me with an open pot of paint in his hand.

    Teasingly, he dipped his index finger into the dark blue paint as if it were cream he would lick off. His finger connected with my skin and he made short strokes across my chest, the coldness of the paint making me shiver.

    Mesmerised by the closeness of his beautiful face, the view of the night sky through the window, and the picture forming upon my chest, I watched as dab after dab and stroke after stroke he built up a mix of shades, until a dark night sky with the moon and stars were there to be seen—a masterpiece, drying on the warmth of my blazing skin, a transient thing of beauty. His fingers skimmed my skin causing gooseflesh to ripple in waves down my arms and thighs. My nipples pebbled in response to his touch.

    And when he was done, his lips met mine in a languid kiss; how our first kiss should have been—sweet, innocent, and full of promise. He pulled away, smiling down at me.

    This was the beginning of something special.




    Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Paint-Sky-Bob-Loving-ebook/dp/B00MSYA1JQ/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1408336547&sr=1-1&keywords=Paint+the+Sky


    Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00MSYA1JQ




    Lily G. Blunt writes contemporary gay romance and erotica. She loves to explore the relationship between two men and the intensity of their physical and emotional attraction. Angst often features in her stories as she feels this demonstrates the depth of the men’s feelings for each other. Lily is forever writing imaginary scenes and plots in her head, but only a few ever make it to the page—there never seems to be enough hours in the day despite having left the teaching profession to concentrate on her writing!

    Lily discovered the wonderful world of m/m romance novels four years ago via fan fiction and went on to write stories in her spare time. With the encouragement of her friends and readers she decided to publish some of her work.

    Lily has several self-published stories available on Amazon. She is also published with Torquere Press and Wayward Ink Publishing.

    Easily distracted from her writing, Lily makes videos using clips from gay-themed movies and posts gorgeous pictures of men kissing or making out on her tumblr and Facebook pages. Lily is also an avid supporter of GLBTQ rights and advocates equality for all.

    Lily lives in central England with her rather bemused husband, two twenty-something children, and a ‘mad as a bag of frogs’ Shetland Sheepdog. 



    WordPress: http://lilygblunt.wordpress.com

    Blog: http://lilygblunt.blogspot.co.uk/

    FB Page: http://www.facebook.com/LilyGBlunt

    FB Profile: http://www.facebook.com/lily.blunt.75

    Tumblr: http://bobloving.tumblr.com/

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    YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/user/BoyonBoyLoving?feature=mhee

    Twitter: https://twitter.com/BoyonBoyLoving

    Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6586037.Lily_G_Blunt


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  • Morticia Knight Razzle Dazzles


    Gin, Jazz & a Devastatingly Handsome 1920’s Screen Idol.


    The Gin & Jazz Series is a journey about a sweet but naïve young orphan Jack. It’s the Golden Age of the 1920’s, and Jack travels west with his lover Nick. They are from the streets, and find themselves struggling to survive the tawdry world that makes up the celluloid kingdom. At the beginning of Razzle Dazzle (Gin & Jazz 2), Jack is crushed by the loss of his lover, and isn’t sure how he can go on. It seems as though his fortunes might be about to turn as Global Pictures Studios has expressed an interest in him. And so has their top screen idol – the rakish Roman Pasquale.

    This series has been intense and personal for me. I come from a background in the entertainment industry, so I had no problem transferring my bitterness to the pages! But the heart of this series is about romance and finding true love, and Jack deserves to gain real happiness. Especially after all I put the poor kid through in this series. As Razzle Dazzle progresses, Roman’s pursuit of Jack is relentless. Being so much older and more sophisticated than Jack, he has no trouble turning on the charm and seducing his prey.

    However, Roman finds himself not being in complete control the way in which he has become accustomed. Jack’s unaffected and genuine nature causes Roman to experience honest emotions for the first time since he can remember.


    Jack is on the verge of silent film stardom, but Hollywood glory won’t heal his broken heart. Then the seductive screen idol—Roman Pasquale—sweeps Jack away, and makes him his own. Will Roman’s obsessive love finally bring Jack true happiness?


    Juan pulled up to Trixie’s building, and Roman eyed the apartments. If all went well with them that day, perhaps this would be the very last time he would ever have to pick up Jack there. Perhaps Jack would be with him from then on. Roman smiled.

    What a lovely thought.

    Jack rushed through the apartment doors towards the waiting car, adding to Roman’s satisfaction. Gone was the fearful boy of just a few days before, and in his place was the happy-go-lucky young man with a wide grin on his face. Juan had given up on trying to open the car door for Jack for the most part—it was pointless. Jack was filled with enthusiasm, and never seemed to be interested in any formalities. And he only had eyes for Roman. If only they could be this way forever—combined with passionate couplings—it would be all that Roman would ever need or want.

    “Hi Roman!”

    Jack pulled on the latch, and scooted in. He had on a soft grey suit, matching waistcoat, with a pale pink silk shirt. He plucked a grey and black herringbone bowler off his head, and set it on the seat next to him. Jack had appeared to specifically set it on his other side, so that it didn’t come between him and Roman. Looking at Jack’s open and smiling face, Roman considered that it might have been a bit rash to spend the whole day with Jack like this. As usual, all he would be thinking about was how his dick would feel buried in Jack’s tight, hot ass. That was torture enough in a short evening, but for several long hours—he wasn’t sure he would survive.

    Perhaps Jack will feel the same way, thus hastening our joining.

    “My dear Jack. It is a delight to see you.”

    Jack leaned in for their customary welcoming kiss, then stopped himself. Juan was pulling away from the kerb, and Roman followed Jack’s gaze to a couple walking down the street. Roman sighed. He grabbed the back of Jack’s neck, and pulled Jack gently to him.

    “Just a taste.”

    Roman’s tongue darted through Jack’s parted lips, and he swept the inside of Jack’s mouth. As he pulled out, he sucked Jack’s top lip in briefly before letting him go. Roman settled back in the seat, angled towards Jack.

    “There. Much better.”

    Jack seemed pleased and concerned at the same time.

    “Are we going somewhere where we have to be more careful?”

    Roman nodded. “Yes. But if you are very nice to me, I might let you hold my hand on the drive up.”

    Jack giggled. “I know how to be nice.”

    Roman raised his eyebrows. “I shall be looking forward to that.”

    There was an electricity between them that was more palpable than ever. Roman attributed it to them meeting up when they were well rested, as opposed to after long days on the set. Roman reached down to a small paper container he had on the floorboard. He picked it up, and lifted the top flap. From it he pulled a white rosebud—identical to the one he wore in his lapel—and handed it to Jack.

    Jack took it from him shyly.

    “Oh, thank you, Roman. I feel so sophisticated.”

    Jack took the wrapped stem, and pushed it through the lapel hole. He squinted at the flower, trying to adjust it.

    “Here. Let me fix it for you.”

    Roman moved closer to Jack, and fiddled with the boutonnière, his knuckles scraping across Jack’s chest under the suit’s fabric, and against the silk shirt. Jack inhaled sharply. His breathing sped up, and he held very still.

    Roman glanced up, using only his eyes.

    “Are you all right, Jack?”


    Roman resisted the urge to smile. He would have to tread very carefully. Jack was ready for him, he could sense it. Jack’s need was now a tangible thing.

    Roman finished with the rose, and regretfully let go of him. Roman looked out of the window, otherwise he would only be able to leer at Jack. If they were to be together that night the way Roman dreamt of, Jack would need to be the one to come to him. Jack was no longer scared of him, and Roman meant to keep it that way.

    “Can I?”

    Roman turned to Jack. “Can you what?”

    “Can I hold your hand?”

    Roman’s heart did something that unsettled him. There was a pull, a warmth towards Jack. It was a different sensation from any he could remember ever experiencing before.

    “I would like that very much, Jack Stone.”


    Where can you buy it?

    Razzle Dazzle is available now at

    Totally Bound:




    Amazon UK:


    All Romance:



    Thank you N.R. for letting me, Jack and that naughty Roman take over your blog today!


  • Long, Deep, but Quick! Guest post by Posy Roberts


    The challenges of writing a series are many. One of the hardest parts is finding the mojo to keep on going. Another is to remember all the little details ages after your head has been away from your story.

    I thought I’d avoided these two struggles by writing North Star all at once. But the details to remember when writing over 300,000 words are daunting. I set up story arcs in book 1, Spark, that aren’t going to be concluded until book 3, Flare (released January 13th).

    Fusion was released this week. This is the second book in my trilogy, and it is the entire reason I wrote this series in the first place. I had a friend tell me some awful news that got me plotting a story as we walked around the lake a few springs ago. I knew the story couldn’t start where Fusion does, so I wrote a lot of backstory in Spark.


    I ended up writing so much backstory of Kevin Magnus and Hugo Thorson’s teen love story, that I was able to adapt portions of Spark and add a whole lot more to their story to be released as a Young Adult title. Private Display of Affection will be released by Harmony Ink Press December 12th, and I’m even considering writing another book to follow up on that and to cover Kevin and Hugo’s senior year in high school. So what started out as three very carefully planned books has now blown up into five.

    As N.R. and anyone else who has written a series knows, it can be far more challenging than writing a stand alone book. It’s wonderful to be able to go farther and deeper with these characters though. I almost feel as if they are very close friends.

    I’ve even had pre-readers and editors ask a question or two about something that happened these books, and I could write paragraphs on the thought process behind my Hugo’s reasoning. It’s crazy! It’s wonderful! I have loved getting so fully immersed in these characters’ minds.

    And yet, I’m very much aware of what it’s like being a reader of a series or a trilogy. I remember waiting years between Harry Potter books. For some it was easy to put the story out of my mind, but for other books, it was nearly impossible.

    That’s why I wrote North Star all at once and submitted the novel in quick succession with my publisher. I didn’t want to make readers wait. I also didn’t want to lose my motivation or get too far away from Kevin and Hugo. I’m already going to have a hell of a time letting Hugo go. I think I’ve fallen for him, and if he weren’t gay, I’d be hitting up every drag club and theater in Minneapolis looking for my fictional character.

    So if you don’t like to wait, you don’t have very long to wait with North Star. Spark and Fusion are already out there waiting for you to read them. Flare will be coming in less than two months.

    Squee! I can’t wait for them all to be in print. I’m so excited to take a photo of all three books side by side. That will be a wonderful day for me to see this seed of an idea come to life in actual books.

    God I love being a writer!


    How do you tell your friends and family you’ve fallen in love with a man when they’ve only ever known you as straight? How do you explain to your kids that you loved their mother very much, but your new partner is your best friend from high school?

    Kevin Magnus must figure it out while trying to build a relationship with Hugo Thorson, whose bigger than life, out-and-proud drag queen persona is simply too big to be contained in a closet—even for the time it takes Kevin to come up with an explanation for his kids and Erin, his soon-to-be ex-wife.

    But Erin faces an even bigger obstacle—one that shakes the entire family to the core. When she unexpectedly turns to Hugo, they form a connection that forces Hugo to grow up and offers Kevin the chance to become the kind of father he wants to be. Despite the coming complications, they’ll all benefit from a fortunate side effect: it becomes clear that Hugo is very much a part of this unconventional family.

    Twitter: @posyroberts
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    Email: posywrites@gmail.com
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  • Five minutes with Annabelle Jacobs!


    Tell us about you.

    I’m a wife, mother, and if I had my way I’d have a houseful of cats too.

    What do you love about writing?

    I love the freedom to create my own worlds and my own characters. That’s why I love writing fantasy and paranormal stories. You can choose to write about anything you like and just let your imagination run wild.

    Biggest pet peeve about writing?

    That I can’t get my ideas out fast enough. I have lots of stories floating around in my head, just waiting to be written, and I really wish I could write faster. I want to be writing all of them at once, and it’s hard to stick to one storyline and get it finished before starting on the next.

    Three most played songs on your iPod?

    Adele – Skyfall

    Muse – Uprising

    Cold Play – Lost

    Last movie you watched?

    World War Z – I do love Brad Pitt, and I’d watch him in anything (or nothing). It was the best film I’ve seen in a while, and I may have hidden behind my hands at some bits!

    Biggest regret?

    I try not to regret things I’ve done, or not done. There’s no way to change it, and it will only frustrate me no end to think of it and wish I’d done things differently. But yeah, while that’s fine in theory, there are a couple of relationships I wish I’d handled better when I was young and naïve.

    Place you’d love to visit?

    Ooh, there are lots of places I’d love to visit. I’d love to go to Australia; one of my friends moved out there a few years ago, and the photos he sends me make me incredibly jealous.

    Where do you write?

    I usually write sitting on my sofa. It’s ridiculously comfortable, and I like to have music on low in the background. Admittedly sometimes I do just want to close my eyes and nap, but isn’t that what sofas are for?

    From what/where do you find inspiration?

    I think of stories ideas when I’m walking to the shops or exercising mostly.  I need something to occupy my mind or make the time go quicker, so that’s when I tend to come up with most of my plots.  I get so caught up in them sometimes, that I forget what I’m supposed to be doing though, which can be embarrassing in the middle of my Zumba class.

    Favourite book of all time?

    Oh, I couldn’t possibly choose just one! It’s probably easier to pick my favourite authors. I love Anne Rice and I’ve read her books many, many times over – particularly ‘The Witching hour’. Also Raymond E. Feist, and George R. R. Martin.

    But my favourite books of recent times have got to be the Captive Prince books by S.U. Pacat. I’ve read them both twice now, and when the third ones comes out, I will read them all over again. They are utterly fabulous.

    What’s next for you?  Any current WIP’s we should know about?

    At the minute I’m working on the third book in my fantasy trilogy. It’s about Nykin, a dragon rider in the Torserian army, and his growing relationship with the handsome Prince. There’s also sassy dragons, magic, flirty elves and a lot of leather.

    The first book comes out Jan/Feb 2014.

    Tell us about your new release?


    My first novel came out on Oct 18th. It’s a romantic fantasy, and follows the journey of Jerath, and his best friend Serim, as they struggle to help save their village. They meet a band of hunters on their way, and Jerath strikes up a relationship with their young leader, Meren.


    Jerath is facing the biggest problem of his life. When boys in his shapeshifter village Eladir get their fangs, they must endure a coming-of-age rite called the Choosing, so they can take on their animal form. The rite is performed on the full moon, but the trouble is, the Choosing involves having sex with a girl, and Jerath’s only interested in boys. Even if he manages to somehow get through the rite, he doesn’t know if he’ll ever find a mate in his village, where opposite-sex couples are the norm.

    Even worse, he may miss the rite altogether after raiders attack his home and take several young men prisoner. Jerath will need the help of warriors if he’s to free the captive shapeshifters, so with his best friend, Serim, he flees south to find aid. Along the way, they meet Meren, a handsome warrior whose attraction to Jerath is instant and very much returned. But with the next full moon approaching and available time for the prisoners to undergo the Choosing running out, Jerath’s love life is far from his only worry.

     Where can we find you?

    Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Annabelle-Jacobs-Fiction/458768424158896

    Twitter: https://twitter.com/AJacobs_fiction

    WordPress: http://annabellejacobs.com/

    Buy links :

    Dreamspinner Press : http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4265

    Amazon US : http://www.amazon.com/The-Choosing-Annabelle-Jacobs-ebook/dp/B00FZVC1ZQ/ref=sr_1_13?ie=UTF8&qid=1382735616&sr=8-13&keywords=the+choosing

    Amazon UK : http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Choosing-Annabelle-Jacobs-ebook/dp/B00FZVC1ZQ/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1382735482&sr=8-1&keywords=annabelle+jacobs

    All Romance ebooks : https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-thechoosing-1323795-143.html

  • Five minutes with Jay Northcote

    Five minutes with Jay Northcote

    When did you start writing?

    I used to like writing stories when I was a kid, but then I lost the habit as a teen and didn’t write any fiction for years. I rediscovered the joy of it when I started writing fanfiction as a hobby a few years ago, then I got hooked. 

    What do you love about writing?

    I think my favourite part of writing is when I get into that kind of writing trance where the words are just falling out of my head onto the page almost faster than my fingers can type, and the story is just flowing. I’m almost not even consciously thinking about it, it just kind of happens and it feels as though the characters are in the driving seat rather than me. It’s an amazing feeling–very satisfying. 

    Biggest pet peeve about writing?

    How hard it can be to get started sometimes. If I’m feeling negative about my words I just think myself into a corner and can’t get out. Being blocked is horrible. I also hate editing. Going through the words with a fine-toothed comb is so much less fun than splurging them all out in the first place, it’s a shame it’s so necessary! 

    Most hated word in the English language?

    Pustule *shudders* 

    Three most played songs on your iPod?

    That would definitely be some of the ones on my gym/workout playlist because I listen to that more than anything. So it’s probably Pink: Slut Like You, Flo Rida: Whistle and Rihanna: Rude Boy, because those are currently my three favourite tracks to get sweaty to. 

    Last movie you watched?

    That was Freaky Friday with my hubs and the kids on a family movie night. They laughed at me because I cried during the wedding speeches scene. Don’t judge me; I’m a ridiculously emotional person.


    Biggest regret?

    Not travelling more overseas before I had kids. I love travelling with them, but it costs twice as much so limits where we can go and how often we can do it. 

    Craziest thing you’ve ever done?

    One that I’m also prepared to share here? Well I guess shaving all my hair off to half an inch long all over and dying it shocking pink was pretty crazy. I had to do it in the summer holidays because I was a teacher at the time and it probably wouldn’t have gone down too well during term time. Then the day after I dyed it I went to Turkey on holiday. I’ve never had so much male attention in my life. It was funny at first, but after a few days it was starting to drive me crazy so I dyed it back to brown! 

    Place you’d love to visit?

    A friend of mine was in Hawaii recently and after seeing her photos on Facebook I really want to go there. It looks so amazingly beautiful.

    Three random facts about you that your readers don’t know?

    I’m half Welsh, I have three sisters and I’m a morris dancer. 

    Where do you write? (dining table, office, sofa, coffee shop etc)

    Usually at the kitchen table on my laptop. It’s the warmest room in the house in the winter, and in the summer I can open the patio doors onto the garden.  Plus it’s close to the kettle—I’m fuelled by tea. 

    From what/where do you find inspiration?

    Most of my stories come from a ‘what if’ – so thinking about characters and a situation and what might come out of that. The idea for Nothing Serious came when I was stuck in traffic behind a removals lorry. I got to thinking about how a removal man could meet a guy who was moving house, and that eventually led to Jamie and Mark’s story. 

    Favourite book of all time?

    I’m very fickle, I couldn’t possible choose just one favourite book. I have loved loads of books at different times and for different reasons. It really depends what mood I’m in too.

    I’m a little embarrassed to admit that the one book I might have re-read more than any other is Riders by Jilly Cooper. I loved it as a teen (because it was so smutty obviously) and it became my go to book in my twenties when I was tired/fed up/depressed because trashy novels cheer me up and are cheaper than therapy. I think if I read it now though, I’d be really disappointed by the lack of gay relationships in it. I’d probably end up shipping Rupert and Billy and want to write fic about them. 

    What’s next for you?  Any current WIP’s we should know about?

    My second release is following shortly after Nothing Serious. The Little Things is due out on 22nd November and then Not Just Friends is out in the spring.

    I’m currently battling with a WIP that’s tentatively titled Connections, but it’s fairly early days for that so I’m not entirely sure whether it’s going to work out yet or not. I hope so, because I love the characters already. 

    Tell us about your new release?

    Nothing Serious cover low res

    Mark O’Brien is finally being honest with himself. His relationship with Rachel is over and he’s moving out of the home they’ve shared for six years. They get along, but he can’t fix a relationship when the person he’s with is the wrong gender.

    Jamie Robertson, one of the removal men, is huge and ridiculously gorgeous, and Mark is smitten at first sight. When a cardboard box splits, revealing items of a personal nature that Mark never wanted anybody to see, he’s mortified. But it sparks the start of a beautiful friendship with benefits.

    As Jamie initiates Mark into the joys of gay sex, the two men get increasingly close and “nothing serious” turns into something rather important to both of them. But communication isn’t their strong point. Will either man ever find the courage to be honest about his feelings?

    Nothing Serious is available at Dreamspinner Press   <— click on link 🙂

    Jay lives just outside Bristol in the West of England, with her amazing, occasionally ridiculous husband, two noisy-but-awesome children, and two cats. She comes from a family of writers, but she always used to believe that the gene for fiction writing had passed her by. She spent years only ever writing emails, articles, or website content. One day, she decided to try and write a short story–just to see if she could–and found it rather addictive. She hasn’t stopped writing since.


    Website: www.jaynorthcote.com

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    Jay’s books: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/index.php?cPath=55_953


  • HC Brown Guest Interview!

    Five minutes with HC Brown

    Tell us about you.

    H.C. Brown is a multi published, best selling, award winning, author of Historical, Paranormal, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, BDSM, Time Travel, Action Adventure, and Contemporary Romance. In 2011 she was delighted to received nomination in three categories in the 2011 CAPA Awards: Favorite Author, Best GLBT Romance and Best Science Fiction Romance. H.C writes about strong alpha males in complex settings and all her stories have happy endings. 

    When did you start writing?

    At about five years old, I wrote my first story and illustrated it too. I was first published in 2004.

    What do you love about writing?

    The freedom to go wherever I like, and stay for as long as I want.

    Biggest pet peeve about writing?

    Submissions. I hate the wait it drives me crazy.

    Most hated word in the English language?


    Best advice you’ve ever been told?

    Never give up.

    Biggest regret?

    Eating chocolate 🙂

    Craziest thing you’ve ever done?

    Go to a gay BDSM club 😉  Not easy for a straight grandmother LOL.

    Place you’d love to visit?

    New York Museum.

    Most famous person you’ve ever met?

    One of them, I’ve met a lot but the one I enjoyed meeting most was Alice Cooper and I still have the photographs.

    Three random facts about you that your readers don’t know?

    I’m an International All Breeds Cat Judge.

    I write in three different pen names.

    I hate people swearing around me, I find it disrespectful.

    From what/where do you find inspiration?

    Life, music and people.

    Favourite book of all time?

    Outlander by Diana Gabaldon

    What’s next for you?  Any current WIP’s we should know about?

    I’m currently writing a historical( Georgian) romance and  a new M/M BDSM series called Club Whips….a spin off from my Club Floggers Series.

    Tell us about your new release?

     A Tryst in Time by H.C. Brown

    buy link: http://steamereads.com.au/product/a-tryst-in-time/

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    After inheriting a Georgian house in London, Zack Daniels, millionaire art dealer, becomes obsessed with a portrait of the home’s former owner, Lord Alexander Swift. One evening, Zack decides to explore the old house and on entering, the once bricked up cellar finds himself hurled back in time to 1775 and comes face to face with the sweet man of his dreams. The attraction is immediate, and they fall quickly into a whirlwind of erotic delights. Nothing runs smoothly for the tall, muscular, tanned American. Out of place in Alexander’s delicate, refined world, he needs to find his way back to the future – and convince Alexander to go with him. Mistaken for a debtor, beaten, and kidnapped, he must escape and return to Alexander before time runs out. –



    Bewildered, Zack followed the ‘ghost’ up the steps and into the hallway. He glanced around. 1775? Oh my God. This place did not resemble the house he had painstakingly restored. He gazed at the walls, sooty from candles, and noticed the carpet under his feet showed signs of wear. He followed Alexander through the dark house and up two flights of stairs to the main bedchamber, the room he had chosen for his bedroom. A four-poster bed sat in the middle of the room with heavy blue velvet curtains all around. A delightful writing desk and chair, definitely one of Chippendale’s finest, sat against one wall, and a single armchair stood beside the hearth. Fighting the temptation to examine the interesting objects on the desk, Zack pushed his hands into the back pockets of his jeans. Soft yellow light fell from a silver candelabrum on the mantel and reflected in a pair of magnificently crafted, glossy side tables. “In my time this is my room, although my bed is Victorian.”

    “Victorian?” Alexander removed his coat and waistcoat and then unbuttoned his shirt. “I do not know a craftsman of that name. Is he English?” He smiled. “Come now, David, do stop this foolery. It is a fine jest, but the night is short.”

    Zack shook his head, exasperated. “I’m not Fitzhugh. Look at the initials on my ring. ZD. Zack Daniels.” He thrust his signet ring under Alexander’s nose. “This ring has been in my family for generations.” He rolled up the sleeve of his black, cashmere turtleneck and pointed to his Rolex. “Will this convince you?” With a smile, he pulled out his lighter and clicked it until a flame burst into life. “Or this?” Zack slid his zipper down and then up. “Have you ever seen a zipper before?” He caught Alexander’s panicky gaze. “It’s true, I’m from the future, and I’m guessing your cellar is some type of time portal.”

    Alexander’s Adam’s apple moved up and down, and the vein in the side of his neck throbbed. He gripped the back of the chair; his face had drained of color, and he swayed unsteadily.

    Oh, hell. Zack cleared his throat. He hadn’t meant to frighten His Lordship into having a stroke or something. Here’s the man I’ve fantasized over for the past year, and I’ve scared him out of his wits. He softened his tone, holding his hands out to the side, palms up. “Hey, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to come on so strong. Look, sit down, and we’ll talk.” He smiled. “This is a bit of a shock for me too.”

    “You look so … so like David. Have you come to murder me?” Alexander dropped into the chair and gazed at Zack. “Or do you want money? I do not come into my fortune until Wednesday, but I have a few crowns in the house. Or do you plan to throw me to the mercy of the anti-sodomites?”

    Zack took in the man before him. Alexander stood about five feet eight, with narrow shoulders and hips. Blond, wavy hair framed effeminate features and a soft, sweet, vulnerable expression. The young lord looked so damn sexy in his tight breeches and stockings. “Hell no, man. If you knew how much I’ve thought about you this past year. We have a connection—” Zack touched his chest, “—in here—as if we were meant to be together. I bought a portrait of you today. I’m gonna hang it at the top of the stairs.”

    My painting? West has yet to finish it. How could you purchase an unfinished portrait without my permission?”

    Zack smiled. “What I’ve said is true … I’m from the future. I inherited this house almost a year ago and have restored it. Your painting, in my time, is over two hundred years old.” He rubbed his chin. “To be honest, the thought of being in your time scares the hell out of me. I could easily be stuck here and not able to return home.”

    “Although you act like a madman, I admit I have never laid eyes on any of the devices you’ve shown me … nor have I heard your unusual speech, and your attire is most strange.” Alexander met Zack’s gaze. “If what you say is true, there is only one way to proceed. We must take this one step at a time.” Alexander gripped the arms of the chair. “Let me begin. Why did you purchase my painting? What significance does my portrait have to you?”

    Zack leaned against the mantle and gazed into Alexander’s deep blue eyes. Before him sat the living, breathing man whose sweet face he had come to know in intimate detail. Those same delicate features and that heart-tearing gaze intensified in the reality before him. “The moment you stared out at me from a catalog of a private art collection, I couldn’t get you out of my mind. You looked so lost, so troubled. I wanted to return you home. It took me almost a year to persuade the owners of your portrait to put the painting up for auction.” He sighed. “I know about the letters between you and Fitzhugh. In fact, I feel as if I’ve known you forever.” He raked a hand through his hair. “Look, for some reason, I think I’ve been sent back in time to help you. Don’t ask me why or how. Hell, I thought you were a ghost.”

    “The letters—you know about the letters? That was months ago. I haven’t written since David told me he planned to go to the Americas.” Alexander rubbed his temple in slow circles. “Then I am undone.” He reached for a crystal-cut decanter and with trembling fingers, poured a glass of amber liquid. “Your words may be filled with ambrosia, but the subtle poison is there. I did not know the anti-sodomites would go to such lengths to achieve their ends.” He lifted his chin and glared at Zack. “Do you intend to help me to the gallows, Mr. Daniels? Or perhaps you would offer me the decency of taking my own life?”

    Zack crouched before Alexander. “You have it all wrong. I’m not here to hurt you. Damn it, man, just meeting you in the flesh—hell, don’t you understand? I fell in love with a damn painting of a man who has been dead for over two hundred years! Sounds crazy, doesn’t it? Well, it does to me too. This kind of thing doesn’t happen to sane people and neither does traveling back in time. To be honest, I’m starting to question my own sanity right now.”

    “Sane or not, you know I am a sodomite. So what is your purpose, Mr. Daniels— blackmail?”


    Where can we find you?

    Web sitehttp://www.hcbrown-author.com


    Twitter: @HCBrownauthor,

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  • Posy Roberts has SPARK!


    I’m very honoured to welcome the very lovely and equally talented Posy Roberts to my blog today!!  

    Tell us about you! Who is Posy Roberts?

    I’m a curious learner who is constantly looking things up. I’m also a mom, wife, and teacher. I play the piano, trumpet, French horn, recorder (who doesn’t?), and at seventeen years old I wanted to be an opera singer more than anything. Then I saw how much competition there was, so I quickly decided against that career and figured being a therapist would fit better.

    When did you start writing?

    How do you write? (office, dining table, music playing, tv on, silence, middle of the night, early morning?)
    When I first got serious about writing in 2009, I wrote on my laptop in my bed, and I’d write for so long that the battery left burns on my leg. Now, most of my writing is done at my desk, but my latest toy, my iPad, allows me to write anywhere. I write best after my daughter is asleep, before she wakes up, and when she’s in school. Coffee is often an essential part of my writing experience as well.

    What genre do you read?

    I enjoy reading fantasy, some sci-fi, non-fiction, factoid books, and m/m fiction. Romance never was a draw for me until I discovered m/m, but after that, I was hooked.

    Why m/m?

    Probably because of the reasons I avoided m/f romance: I hated how weak the women were portrayed. In m/m romance, I didn’t find that gender related built-in power dynamic unless the men chose to hand over their power. As a writer, being able to play with that power or choosing to not play with it, is wonderful. Plus, my easy answer is, I love it when two men get it on and bring each other to their knees.

    Who or what inspires you to write?

    Nature, people watching, everyday experiences, and those extraordinary experiences that many people avoid talking about.

    If you didn’t write, what would you do?

    I’d probably crochet, knit, paint, or tackle some other creative venture. Or I’d just get lost online.

    Tell us about Spark. Where did that story idea come from?

    Spark is a story about second chances at love. Hugo Thorson and Kevin Magnus fall in love as teens and as college often does, it gets in the way of that love. They both go on to live very different lives. When they are both in their mid-thirties, they meet at a random party at the lake and decide to take a chance on love again, even though their lives are much more complicated now.

    Who do the characters resemble? Where did the inspiration for them come from?

    I was lucky enough to get to fall in love with these men at two different time periods so they also have two very different looks. As a teen, Hugo has short hair while Kevin has long golden waves. As adults, Hugo has long dark hair and Kevin has a much more business appropriate cut.

    Kevin     Hugo

    These pics were just a jumping off point. I don’t own any of these images, but adult Hugo is model Miles McMillan and young Kevin is model/actor Travis Fimmel. Put a decade and blue eyes on Miles and you’ve got Hugo. I don’t know the credits for adult Kevin or teen Hugo, but if anyone knows, I’d love to be told who these men are. 

    And the amazing cover?

    Anne Cain is the great cover artist. She took my ramblings about the golden spiral and created something beautiful!

    Spark cover

    Blurb for Spark

    In their small-town high school, Hugo and Kevin became closeted lovers who kept their secret even from parents. Hugo didn’t want to disappoint his terminally ill father, and Kevin’s controlling father would never tolerate a bisexual son. When college took them in different directions, they promised to reunite, but that didn’t happen for seventeen years.
    By the time they meet again, Hugo has become an out-and-proud actor and director who occasionally performs in drag—a secret that has cost him in past relationships. Kevin, still closeted, has followed his father’s path and now, in the shadow of divorce, is striving to be a better father to his own children.
    When Hugo and Kevin meet by chance at a party, the spark of attraction reignites, as does their genuine friendship. Rekindling a romance may mean Hugo must compromise the openness he values, but Kevin will need a patient partner as he adapts to living outside the closet. With such different lifestyles, the odds seem stacked against them, and Hugo fears that if his secret comes to light, it may drive Kevin away completely.

    Excerpt from Chapter 4 of Spark. You can read Chapter 1 here.

    Kevin laughed deep and warm in his chest and stopped walking, pulling Hugo to a stop with him. “God, Hugo. I missed you. You always did know what to say to make me feel better. How the heck did we ever lose track of each other after everything we discovered together?”
    Hugo shrugged, not knowing how to answer after their gradual drift from talking on a regular basis during their first month in college to nothing by the time winter break came. Hugo’s mom and sister had moved to the Twin Cities mere months after Hugo left for college, and that certainly hadn’t helped matters. But it was more, he realized.
    “We just had different lives, I think,” Hugo said with a shrug. “We went our separate ways after I said good-bye to you in your driveway.”
    “I still regret not kissing you that day. I should have just said ‘screw it’ and kissed you like I wanted to, even if my dad was right there.”
    Hugo looked up the few inches to meet Kevin’s gray eyes and tried to smile, but it probably came across more as sadness than a smile. He couldn’t believe Kevin still thought of that day too. He wondered if Kevin’s mind ever drifted to the kiss in the wooded meadow when he was bored in a meeting or like Hugo’s had that very afternoon in the car. Slowly, he felt the corner of his mouth turn into something akin to flirty, and he asked, “Oh?”
    “Yes,” Kevin said as his warm thumb trailed across Hugo’s jaw toward his chin. “I’ve thought about that day a lot, about our last kiss and how I wish it never would’ve ended. Damn the rain. Would you mind if I showed you how I’ve always imagined that moment in the driveway would’ve happened? Or are you with someone?”
    “No. I mean, yes, you can show me,” Hugo stammered, his heart beating hard against his chest.
    Kevin’s smile lit up his face, and he looked so young just then, the careworn lines that had appeared between his brows while talking about his father smoothing.
    “Okay, so maybe this isn’t exactly like I would have said things back then, but this is how I wish I would’ve done it. Ready?”
    Hugo nodded and licked his lips, drawing Kevin’s attention to his mouth.
    “So pretend we’re standing next to my open trunk,” Kevin directed as he led Hugo near the tail end of a car parked in a driveway close to the roadside. Kevin tilted his head left and right, shaking his hands out loosely next to his body as if trying to get into character.
    “Hugo,” he started, somehow pulling youthful nervousness into his voice, “we should plan on getting together in a few weeks.”
    “Sure,” Hugo answered, ready to play along with the conversation he barely remembered. He recalled the feelings he’d had, though: excitement about leaving Austin but sadness about leaving Kevin. “I can get a ride down to St. Peter, or you can come up to Minneapolis. It’s not that far.”
    That drive never ended up happening for either of them because Hugo auditioned for a play in the U’s theater department and got a lead role as a freshman, something unheard of. He had no time to get together on weekends because he had homework to do and lines to memorize and blocking to learn and sets to help build.
    “Seventy miles or so.”
    That’s where Hugo vaguely remembered Kevin’s dad clapping his big hands and telling Kevin he’d better hit the road. Now there was just the sound of far-off waves and traffic from the highway on the other side of the trees peppered with exploding fireworks.
    “I’d love that,” Hugo said, regretful he hadn’t taken the time to find a ride and just go. “I’ll make it happen,” he promised, and he wished he’d kept it.
    Kevin looked at Hugo with such intensity; even in the darkness surrounding them, Hugo could see how blown Kevin’s pupils were.
    “It’ll happen this time,” Kevin whispered against Hugo’s mouth, lazily closing his eyes as he spoke.
    Hugo tasted Kevin’s breath on his tongue, remembering it, even with the faint scent of lemon lingering. A silvery thread of his memory seemed to actually weave this moment to the moments in his past, pushing Hugo back into that world, filling him with all those emotions he had for Kevin when they were just boys. Kevin was the only man Hugo had really and truly been in love with. He was the ruler every single boyfriend since had to unwittingly measure himself against. And none, not a single one, had ever gotten anywhere near.
    Hugo took in a quick breath and pushed forward, capturing Kevin’s mouth with his own as his fingers threaded through thick blond waves and shorter razor-cut strands; his hands landed on Kevin’s neck. Hugo thumbed over Kevin’s ears, allowing the pads of his fingers to tease the fine hair along his earlobes.
    They fused their mouths, opening and closing with lips caressing, teeth nipping, and tongues pushing against each other in an attempt to taste the familiarity that was new again.
    Kevin trailed his hands down Hugo’s back, kneading his fingers against Hugo’s ass once he got there, then pulling them closer. Hugo felt Kevin starting to firm up beneath the thin material of his shorts, and he wanted so badly to thrust. He barely restrained himself.
    They stood on a darkened road and kissed how they both wished they would have years ago, giving to each other more than they took away. But by doing it that way, Hugo felt more content than he had in years.
    “Come back to my place?” Kevin panted against Hugo’s temple. “Please, Hugh?”
    Hugo nodded as he tried to catch his breath and then nodded again.


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  • Jess Buffett guest post – Come meet Jared Stewart.

    The lovely Jess Buffett stopped by my blog and interviewed her main character, Jared Stewart.
    Hi, Jared. Tell us a bit about yourself:
    I’m a lawyer and I live in my hometown of Newport. I co-own the firm I work at with my dad and our partner Tristan who is engaged to my sister. You know, we like to keep it in the family.*smirks*
    Tell us something not many people know about you:
    Well…people are only just finding out that I’m gay, and how much I love Seth. I wasn’t exactly out in high school, I didn’t have Seth’s courage. But i’m not hiding anymore. And now Seth is home, so it’s time to put up or shut up, you know.
    Why did you wait so long to make your move if you love Seth?
    At first it was fear–fear of rejection, fear of the unknown. Then it was timing. Seth had so many things to deal with, and I did what I could to make things easy for him. He wasn’t ready for me to suddenly come back into his life, so I waited, got my life in order. Now I’m ready.
    What do you dislike the most?
    Being played. I hate people lying and manipulating, especially when it hurts the people I love.
    Favorite music?
    I’m love listening to Maroon 5, probably my favorite group.
    What’s it like to work for your dad?
    *Laughs loudly* Depends on what day you’re asking. The man can love busting my chops, but he’s a great guy. I really love and respect my dad. Richard Stewart is a formidable man who will do anything for his family. He’s a dad that knows what unconditional love means, and a regret ever doubting that.
    Do you believe in true love?
    Yes. Without a doubt. And I know that I have that with Seth…I just have to prove it to him. *smirks* Not that I mind. It’ll be fun convincing him.
    How do you feel about Seth being a dad?
    I love it actually. I’ve only briefly met the kids, but Lucas and Ally are great kids. Seth was always meant to be a dad. I’m sorry it happened the way it did, but I’m crazy about all of them, and can only hope they have enough room for me.
    Which is stronger, love or fear?
    For years I let fear rule me. It’s time for love to have its turn.
    Where can we find out more about you guys?
    Our story comes out May 4th with Silver publishing. By the end of it, Seth will know that he has always been mine.
    Book blurb:
    Seth Hall returns to his hometown for the first time in eleven years. Now a father of two, he vows not to let his past intervene when he sets up a happy, stable life for them. That is, until Jared, the boy who had broken his heart all those years ago, turns up wanting a chance with him.
    Jared Stewart thought he had lost his only chance to be with Seth. When Seth finally comes home, Jared makes it his mission to catch Seth once and for all but unfortunately not everyone wants that to happen.
    Will they be finally able to make a life for themselves together? Or will they be torn apart again, by people they thought they could trust?
    Short author bio:
    Hmmm, what can I say about myself…I was born and raised in New South Wales, Australia. I married my highschool sweetheart and we live on the Central Coast with our two children. I am absolutely a hopeless romantic who loves stories about true love that sizzle with a happy ending (which is probably a good thing given what I write). I’m a huge fan of M/M and M/F romance—anything with hunky men in all their glory, whether they be Shifters, Vampires, Cowboys, or the boy next door. I’m a firm believer in soul mates, happily ever afters, and in love at first sight, but that sometimes people need a second or a third for the brain to catch up. 
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