First, I want to start out by saying THANK YOU to everyone who's picked up a copy of my last two books -- Best Little Whorehouse is currently #1 on the Amazon Gay Erotica Bestseller list and Tripp made it to #2 a couple of weeks back and is still holding on the list. I am humbled and shocked at the reception of these last two books. I'm floored.
Now on to the writing...
Tristan and Paul's story has been giving me ulcers. I wrote myself into a proverbial corner and can't seem to get out of it. I'm about 1/3 of the way done with Tristan's Wolf and I think I've found a solution, so hopefully I can get this finished by week's end. Fingers crossed.
But there is some good news. Since I've been hitting my head against the brick wall that is Tristan's Wolf, I've been hit with inspiration for a new series and a new stand alone novel. I've already written the first chapter of one and a rough outline of the other and I'm super excited about them both. They'll of course have to wait until I've wrapped up one or more the series we have going on now, but they won't be on the backburner for long.
Once I can get Tristan completed, I'll be moving on to Wynne's Story in the Quads of Alpha S series. I really can't wait for that one -- and I bet you can't wait either! Wynne is going to be getting a little more punishment than the other men and I can't wait to dive into that story.
I still think Aris needs a tale soon. Be ready to see a lions series around the bend.
And of course, the two new ideas are bubbling in the background and will be coming in 2014.
Oh! One last thing -- Wynne's Surrender is my first title to include the Twisted T -- Twisted Erotica Publishing's new logo. It will help make it easier to find my books as they come out.
Monday, October 28, 2013
Monday, October 21, 2013
NEW RELEASE! Best Little Whorehouse on Planet X is Here!
Agarri, the Shapeshifter Prince, has been in hiding for several years after the Xakarrian Army invaded and overthrew his father. Awaiting the prophesied triad of males who would come find him, the soft prince was shuttered away on the top floor of Kazru’s whorehouse, where no one would think to look for him.
Exiled Shapeshifter Warriors Drayden, Irylan, and Bayjin come for Agarri after the prince haunts their dreams and begs them to save him. They take the virgin prince and escape to their hidden base, where they claim Agarri as their own.
Finding strength in his warriors, Agarri is ready to help bring his people together to retake their world.
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Excerpt:
In their dreams? Agarri wondered if the male was insane for a moment, but the clarity in his eyes told Agarri he was quite lucid. “I know nothing of dreams. I’ve never met you or your companions, nor asked you anything.”
“I could no longer ignore your demands, and I had find you … we had to find you. You may not have been the one asking, but the dreams mean something, Your Highness. We’re meant to protect you; I know it in my very bones.”
The prophecy? Agarri felt himself swaying on his feet slightly, but caught himself. If it was the fulfillment of his destiny, a battle beckoned. The other two rose and their large bodies filled the space and made Agarri feel surrounded. From afar, they were menacing. Up close, they were downright terrifying. “What is your name, Sir?”
“Sir Drayden Am’peria of Kannom. On the left is Sir Irylan d’Ammana, and on my right is Sir Bayjin b’Merida, both of Kannom as well.”
“Kannom? That’s on the other side of the planet, is it not?”
“It … was. Before the Xakarrian destroyed most of it.”
“If memory serves, it was told to be a wild place, a beautiful realm. A place our warriors of old retired to.”
“Retired? More like exiled to once the old kings no longer felt warriors were of need.” Sir Drayden lips spread into a half-smile. “And it was not as beautiful as His Majesty, but beautiful, yes.”
Agarri looked up into the male’s eyes. Sir Drayden was menacing in his power. The half-smile had looked odd on his commanding face, like it didn’t belong there. Agarri got the feeling he rarely smiled, and Agarri had been witness to something unusual in that moment. His gaze drifted to the other two males who wore serious looks as they all stood towering over him. They were more than intimidating. They were frightening, although Agarri sensed he would find no harm in their arms, only pleasure.
Sir Drayden thought him beautiful. A shiver of delight passed through him, but he fought it off. He needed more information before he determined what they would do. “You said it took you weeks to get here. Why?”
“A small band of my warriors and I escaped the planet after the Xakarrian claimed it. We left to lick our wounds and find a way to reclaim our world. Getting here without being caught is not easy. It took us time, skill, and a lot of luck to find a way back for you.”
“And you came to get me. How do I know you’re not lying? You could be an agent for the Xakarrian for all I know, sent to kill me. They’ve been searching for me since the war. I’m sure the price on my head has grown quite large.”
“Honestly, it’s astronomical. But the fact you haven’t been turned in only proves the loyalty of those who’ve hidden you.” Sir Drayden looked over his shoulder at Kazru.
Kazru grimaced. “I didn’t save him all these years to hand him over to beasts like you.”
“Beasts?” Sir Drayden asked with a smile. “I think we’ve behaved ourselves while in your establishment.”
“Do you call running all my patrons out behaving?”
Sir Drayden walked to within inches of Kazru. “If we weren’t behaving, they’d all be dead.” He then turned to look at Agarri. “And you would be as well, Your Highness. If I wanted you dead, or wanted to turn you in to the Xakarrians, we wouldn’t still be standing here talking right now.”
Agarri shivered at the words, realizing the truth behind them. “Do you wish to frighten me, Sir Drayden?”
“No, I wish you to understand our motives. We only wish to protect you.”
Agarri felt Sir Drayden lower his walls, the walls he’d erected around his mind. Powerfully thick, Agarri hadn’t been able to find a crack when he’d probed before. Now the male made himself completely open to Agarri. Agarri stood taller, his body tensing as he allowed his mind to enter Sir Drayden’s. To peek in to another’s head without them knowing was one thing; to be welcomed in and asked to merge was almost … intimate. He was hesitant at first, letting a tentacle out to test the mental waters. Entering another’s mind was like swimming, floating in the images stored within.
Agarri closed his eyes and entered Sir Drayden’s mind, jumping into the pool of thoughts and memories. Largely uncomplicated, the male sought a way to take the planet back for the Shapeshifters, along with his band of warriors, just as he claimed. A dark danger seemed to be approaching, something Agarri had been sensing for weeks, as well. Sir Drayden felt it, too, which seemed to give credence to Agarri’s worry. Something was coming for him, and he was almost sure the males were here to save him from the threat.
Agarri also saw the dreams Sir Drayden had experienced—erotic, highly charged dreams, where Agarri had performed acts he wasn’t even aware of being possible, some with all three of the males at once. He blushed at the visions he saw. His body reacted to them quite differently.
You will reenact each one of those scenes, Your Highness. We’ve been tempted too long to not demand our due.
Agarri pulled out of Sir Drayden’s head and opened his eyes after the male put the thought inside his mind. The shifter stood in the middle of the room, his arms crossed over his massive chest, with a smug smile on his face as he eyed Agarri. Agarri had never felt someone put a thought, an idea, into his mind before. The male was strong, stronger than any he’d sensed before.
“Sir Drayden, you and the others may have dreamed of me, but I did not put those thoughts in your head. I am not responsible for your lusts. I owe you nothing.”
Sir Drayden had Agarri in his arms in a flash, his hard body jutting into Agarri’s. A flash of light seared Agarri’s brain, the simple act of touching seemingly the cause. Sir Drayden dropped to his knees, taking Agarri with him. A vision sliced into Agarri’s head, and he closed his eyes to see it better. It was an image of him sitting on the throne … alongside Sir Drayden … the new king. Sir Irylan and Sir Bayjin stood behind them on the dais. The light faded after a moment, and Agarri finally reopened his eyes and gazed at Sir Drayden. “What was that?”
“I’m here to save you, Your Highness. It’s all clear now. You’re ours. And I think you know it.”
Agarri released a low moan, the feeling of the male against him too good. His cock grew harder, his body ready for anything Sir Drayden and his companions had in mind.
“Your Highness, you must keep your virginity for the prophecy,” Kazru said.
“Prophecy?” Sir Drayden asked, his frown heavy. “What prophecy?”
“It’s you,” Agarri whispered. “You three are the ones I’ve been waiting for.”
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
FREE BOOK THROUGH 10/31/2013
SLAVE WORLD BOOK 1 is now offered for FREE on All Romance E-books through the rest of the month. If you haven't checked out this series, this is a great opportunity to take a peek.
The rest of the serial tale is also available for 99 cents each, also on ARe.
Monday, October 21st will see the release of Best Little Whorehouse on Planet X, a new series based in this same world.
The rest of the serial tale is also available for 99 cents each, also on ARe.
Monday, October 21st will see the release of Best Little Whorehouse on Planet X, a new series based in this same world.
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Slave World Books I & II
I was just notified this morning that Slave World Books I & II are no longer going to be offered on Amazon as they don't pass their content restrictions. If you're interested in purchasing these books, they are still available on All Romance E-books.
Friday, October 11, 2013
Coming Soon! Best LIttle Whorehouse on Planet X
Coming October 21st! Those of you who've read the final Slave World book will remember Kazru's whorehouse. Hidden up on the top floor, Kazru was keeping a Shifter treasure stashed away -- the deposed prince. After the world had been overthrown, Kazru had taken it upon himself to save a young Agarri and keep him safe, all thanks to a Shifter prophecy.
Agarri, the Shapeshifter Prince, has been in hiding for several years after the Xakarrian Army invaded and overthrew his father. Awaiting the prophesied triad of males who would come find him, the soft prince was shuttered away on the top floor of Kazru’s whorehouse, where no one would think to look for him.
Agarri, the Shapeshifter Prince, has been in hiding for several years after the Xakarrian Army invaded and overthrew his father. Awaiting the prophesied triad of males who would come find him, the soft prince was shuttered away on the top floor of Kazru’s whorehouse, where no one would think to look for him.
Exiled
Shapeshifter Warriors Drayden, Irylan, and Bayjin come for Agarri after the
prince haunts their dreams and begs them to save him. They take the virgin prince and escape to
their hidden base, where they claim Agarri as their own.
Finding strength in his warriors, Agarri is
ready to help bring his people together to retake their world.
This story is a little different than most of the others I've written. The prince is quite effeminate in the beginning of the story. After years of being catered to and treated like glass, he's softer than most males. He willingly lies with the males of prophecy because he truly believes the males are his fated lovers. Agarri truly starts to come out of his shell after his Kannomite warriors come for him. Through their strength, Agarri starts to find a glimmer of his own.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Tristan's Wolf is in the works!
Tristan's Wolf is off and running...hope to have it out by month's end. Very sad to see the series possibly come to an end. Really leaning toward a White Wolf story, but we'll see how Paul and Tristan's story goes and if it feels right. I'm not going to force it. But since WW has been such a strong part of the storyline, I think he deserves a tale. We shall see where the muse takes me.
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Tuesday, October 8, 2013
TRIPP IS HERE!! The wait is over...
Tripp's Claiming is now available on All Romance and Smashwords, and should be up and ready on Amazon within the next 24 hours. **UPDATE** the Amazon link is listed below.
The long wait is over -- sorry to have stretched this one out, but the planets didn't align correctly to get it out sooner.
Tripp is the quintessential Federated Navy screw-up. He reveled in sharing his body as often as possible, only to keep himself numb to the expectations everyone had of him thanks to his famous father. Years of sexual excesses have made him jaded and love doesn’t even enter the equation, at least not for him.
When he and his fellow crew members crash land on an alien world, he’s abducted and nearly killed by a harsh enemy. Another race on the planet holds the key to his survival, but only if he succumbs. Sex is easy. Tripp submits without second thought.
Offering only his body isn’t enough for his Shadow masters. They want his mind, body, and soul — and eventually his love.
Tripp isn’t willing to give them everything without a fight.
His masters are prepared to wage war to get what they want.
Terror crept into his mind, but he watched the male before him and tried to focus on him and let his memories pass. When his heart slowed, he swallowed roughly. Gregan’s intent stare saw too much, and Tripp didn’t want to be flayed open to the alien. Tripp tried to turn his head to stop from staring into the male’s eyes, but the collar didn’t allow it. Anger rushed into him as he pulled at the straps. “Will you get me out of this damned thing?”
“No. You’ll need to grow accustomed to being bound at all times. No point in freeing you now.”
“I can’t move my head,” Tripp spat.
“And why do you need to do that?” Gregan asked.
“So I can argue with you properly. I don’t appreciate having to face the table.”
Gregan spanked Tripp hard. “There’s no reason to argue. You’re ours. End of story.”
Tripp struggled to get to his knees and then used every ounce of strength he had to pull his upper body up without the use of his hands. He then turned to stare at Gregan, pissed off and ready to fight. But once he got a good look at the male, his mind turned to other things.
In his haze, Tripp hadn’t noticed how incredibly sexy the alien was. A little of the fight left Tripp as his gaze took in everything, from the male’s jet black short hair, to his massive torso and arms, to his huge cock still jutting out before him from between the vee left from his opened leather pants to his powerfully long legs. When Tripp’s gaze landed back on the male’s face, he noted with disgust that even the thin, long scar down one eye was hot as hell. “I won’t be shackled like this forever.”
“Yes, you will. It may not be that same bond, but you will be bound and ready for your masters whenever we choose.”
Tripp frowned. He liked sex, sure, but this was over and above anything he’d ever envisioned. A little tie-me-up was fun every so often, but this alien was crossing a line. “What about my choice?”
“Your will bends to ours. We will provide for all your needs in exchange for the use of your body.”
Tripp laughed. “Okay, the game’s been played long enough. Let me out of this thing.”
Gregan stepped closer and yanked on the collar and cuffs. “This is who you are now. Your ship crashed here, and you’re stuck on this world, a world filled with dangers. We can protect you from those dangers. At a price.”
“And what is this price?” Tripp asked on a whisper.
“Your full submission.”
Tripp sucked in a breath. “I will not yield.”
“You already have.” Gregan snatched a strip of leather from his pocket. He grasped the collar and attached the leather to a metal ring on the front and dragged Tripp off the table. Tripp’s body was weak, his legs shaking as he stood, trying to look unafraid.
The long wait is over -- sorry to have stretched this one out, but the planets didn't align correctly to get it out sooner.
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Tripp is the quintessential Federated Navy screw-up. He reveled in sharing his body as often as possible, only to keep himself numb to the expectations everyone had of him thanks to his famous father. Years of sexual excesses have made him jaded and love doesn’t even enter the equation, at least not for him.
When he and his fellow crew members crash land on an alien world, he’s abducted and nearly killed by a harsh enemy. Another race on the planet holds the key to his survival, but only if he succumbs. Sex is easy. Tripp submits without second thought.
Offering only his body isn’t enough for his Shadow masters. They want his mind, body, and soul — and eventually his love.
Tripp isn’t willing to give them everything without a fight.
His masters are prepared to wage war to get what they want.
Terror crept into his mind, but he watched the male before him and tried to focus on him and let his memories pass. When his heart slowed, he swallowed roughly. Gregan’s intent stare saw too much, and Tripp didn’t want to be flayed open to the alien. Tripp tried to turn his head to stop from staring into the male’s eyes, but the collar didn’t allow it. Anger rushed into him as he pulled at the straps. “Will you get me out of this damned thing?”
“No. You’ll need to grow accustomed to being bound at all times. No point in freeing you now.”
“I can’t move my head,” Tripp spat.
“And why do you need to do that?” Gregan asked.
“So I can argue with you properly. I don’t appreciate having to face the table.”
Gregan spanked Tripp hard. “There’s no reason to argue. You’re ours. End of story.”
Tripp struggled to get to his knees and then used every ounce of strength he had to pull his upper body up without the use of his hands. He then turned to stare at Gregan, pissed off and ready to fight. But once he got a good look at the male, his mind turned to other things.
In his haze, Tripp hadn’t noticed how incredibly sexy the alien was. A little of the fight left Tripp as his gaze took in everything, from the male’s jet black short hair, to his massive torso and arms, to his huge cock still jutting out before him from between the vee left from his opened leather pants to his powerfully long legs. When Tripp’s gaze landed back on the male’s face, he noted with disgust that even the thin, long scar down one eye was hot as hell. “I won’t be shackled like this forever.”
“Yes, you will. It may not be that same bond, but you will be bound and ready for your masters whenever we choose.”
Tripp frowned. He liked sex, sure, but this was over and above anything he’d ever envisioned. A little tie-me-up was fun every so often, but this alien was crossing a line. “What about my choice?”
“Your will bends to ours. We will provide for all your needs in exchange for the use of your body.”
Tripp laughed. “Okay, the game’s been played long enough. Let me out of this thing.”
Gregan stepped closer and yanked on the collar and cuffs. “This is who you are now. Your ship crashed here, and you’re stuck on this world, a world filled with dangers. We can protect you from those dangers. At a price.”
“And what is this price?” Tripp asked on a whisper.
“Your full submission.”
Tripp sucked in a breath. “I will not yield.”
“You already have.” Gregan snatched a strip of leather from his pocket. He grasped the collar and attached the leather to a metal ring on the front and dragged Tripp off the table. Tripp’s body was weak, his legs shaking as he stood, trying to look unafraid.
Friday, October 4, 2013
Just Wrote THE END -- The Best Little Whorehouse on Planet X
Just a quick update -- just completed my first draft of The Best Little Whorehouse on Planet X and it's been sent off to my editor. Should hopefully be released within the next couple of weeks. Just a little hint -- it will involve alien quad pairings and the story starts in Kazru's whorehouse from the Slave World Series. It isn't a continuation of the Slave World Series, just another alien race from that world.
And of course, Tripp's Claiming is coming soon, too. I hope to have that one out this weekend, or early next week at the latest.
Now, I'll be getting started on Tristan's Wolf this weekend. I'm really excited to finally tell Tristan and Paul's story -- and see how merging the two packs is going to go. I expect it to be quite volatile.
Tristan's Wolf was supposed to be the final tale in this series -- but I think there's more to say. I think White Wolf deserves to find some happiness, especially after years of self-imposed exile for being a half-breed. Maybe he'll find love with someone from his old pack...one never knows.
Have a great weekend and keep your eyes peeled for the new releases!
And of course, Tripp's Claiming is coming soon, too. I hope to have that one out this weekend, or early next week at the latest.
Now, I'll be getting started on Tristan's Wolf this weekend. I'm really excited to finally tell Tristan and Paul's story -- and see how merging the two packs is going to go. I expect it to be quite volatile.
Tristan's Wolf was supposed to be the final tale in this series -- but I think there's more to say. I think White Wolf deserves to find some happiness, especially after years of self-imposed exile for being a half-breed. Maybe he'll find love with someone from his old pack...one never knows.
Have a great weekend and keep your eyes peeled for the new releases!
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