#trans is the new normal now get your mitts off my orange! #queer #GLBT

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I was at Fred Meyer’s today shopping. I must totally focus on my list when I’m shopping because apparently there was a trans person in the tuna aisle. Hmmm. All I was thinking about was the tuna!

But really, I got to the next aisle and the person I was with whispered “did you see that? there was a person in transition over there.” Of course, feeling it was totally normal for people to be trans, I shrugged and went back to my shopping. What’s funny about this is that I live in a very small VERY conservative town. A trans person would really stick out here – except for me I guess. One could land on me and I’d just ask if they’d move aside so I could reach the chipotle sauce!

To be honest, I have written a couple of trans characters – they both inhabit the same story – but never finished the work. I really should do that…. it would be my little contribution to putting more trans-is-normal vibes out into the universe!

In the meantime – AHEM – I have a new M/M box set release that’s HAWT and SEXY for you! Here it is:

Sexy to Go Gay Romance

Isn’t that a great cover? So sleek and sexy and B&W Is the new erotic. Heh. We do try to make sense around here ya know? Now here are the deets:

Blurb

Sexy to Go Gay Romance features nine scorching hot MM romances to make your blood sing. Whether finding love at a Jewish singles dance or while crossing the River Styx, these men remind us that love is always worth fighting for, no matter what the cost. Meet a handyman who’s an ace with his tools, a king who kindles the passion of a Greek god, and an architect who erects more than buildings. From the everyday to the fantastical, these stories explore male-male love in all its simmering intensity.

Matzo Ball by Avery Duran

When Jacob’s outgoing best friend talks him into attending a party for Jewish singles, neither man realizes that it’s not a gay event. Things go from bad to worse when Jacob’s friend doesn’t show up. The night turns around when Jacob befriends Ian, a sexy bartender. After a spectacular kiss good night, they go their separate ways. But Jacob can’t forget the chemistry he shared with Ian, and hungers for more. In a city the size of New York, will these men be able to find their way back to each other?

Styx & Stone by Leigh Ellwood

What’s the afterlife really like? Charon the ferryman knows the River Styx like the back of his hand, and he enjoys giving newly departed Stone the full tour.

First Swallow of Spring by Asta Idonea

The first swallow of spring draws Seanán back to the fae circle each year, where he dances with the handsome fae lord, Iorweth. He knows the four rules he must follow if he wishes to be free to leave at the end of the night; however, Iorweth is growing ever more inventive in his attempts to trick Seanán into breaking them.

How Hercules Got His Bruise by Eva Lefoy

Hercules might have completed his 12 labors and become immortal, but he’s still not out to himself. Until he meets Sisyphus, a man who turns him on in ways not even a goddess can compete with. When Zeus threatens to destroy their new bond, Hercules must again rise to the challenge, this time to protect his right to love a man.

Loggerhead by Dale Lowry

Soon after they fall in love, Jake makes Eric a promise inspired by an old track uniform. But demanding work schedules at Jake’s four-star restaurant and Eric’s newspaper keep them from following through. Six years later, they take the honeymoon they never had, heading to the Florida coast in search of sea turtles – and rekindling their passion for each other in the process.

Handyman by Jodi Payne

Danny is haunted by memories of his ex, Peter, who moved out six months ago. He recognizes just how bad off he is when he wakes up to a flood in his condo, a problem Peter would have adeptly handled. Danny can’t find the insurance paperwork, he doesn’t know who he should call first, and he’s about ready to strangle his stoner neighbors. His day starts looking up, though, when the workmen arrive to deal with the water, replace his breaker box and demolish the soaked ceiling. Ken, a handyman, shows up to handle the drywall, but can Danny handle Ken?

Clipped Wings by Shiloh Saddler

When a male swan shifter is captured by a cruel master he develops feelings for another male slave. The master has plans for the shifter that go against every fiber of his being. Will the two men bow down to their station in life or take flight to keep their love alive?

Rebuilding the Future by Sam Thorne

Allen’s peace has been seriously disturbed. As the shy architect takes on the task of extending the home he inherited from his late aunt, his life becomes a battle. The building work is going fine, but he can barely contain his one-way lust for sexy foreman Declan, who’s a one-man generator of testosterone and mixed messages. As the build completion approaches, Allen’s ready to do just about anything to keep Declan around a little longer…

Man in the Mirror by A.E. Wasp

A companion story to the Paper Hearts novel, Man in the Mirror is the first short in a new erotic series set in the world of the Veterans Affairs books.

Benny hasn’t let Mikey see him naked in a week, will barely let Mikey touch him. Mikey’s going to get to the bottom of the issue if it takes all night.

WHEW, AFTER ALL THAT, GO GET YOURSELF SOME SEXY NOW!

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Stranded for twenty-four hours in Mumbai, India, contract negotiator, Thomas Barkley searches for a man who can make him forget his pain. When a trip through the red light district leaves him cold, he turns to Madame Eve’s service and finds a shot at redemption—but first, he has to survive it.

Indian male prostitute, Arjun Mukesh, begged Madame Eve to set him up for one night of real pleasure. He knows better than to expect anything but a brief hiatus from his miserable life. When Thomas showers Arjun with tender and very real affection, his heart begins to ache for more than a taste of the life he cannot have. Unfortunately, his boss Ranjeet won’t to let him go without a fight.

Amidst a spray of bullets, Thomas must convince Arjun to take a chance on a new life in America before it’s too late for both of them.

Excerpt:

 

Stomach churning and in need of a drink, he stared at his reflection in the mirrored elevator walls and wondered for the billionth time if he’d picked the right shirt. Mostly white, with a small blue check pattern, it seemed to him to peg him as American, as did the navy khakis. Everyone around him wore clothing made from lighter, flimsier material that flowed when they moved. He looked stiff by comparison. Out of place.

 

Exiting the elevator, he walked to the end of the hallway and turned right. He paused at the first door and read the number—751. His room must be down the hall. A sharp cry of distress tore his gaze toward the source. Four or five rooms down, a man dressed in dark clothes and sunglasses used his foot to prevent a door from closing as he shouted in what Thomas thought must be Hindi. He didn’t speak the language, but tensed anyway at the violent tone.

 

Out of the blue, the man turned his head toward Thomas and shot him a sinister look.

 

Thomas immediately recognized the look from too many run-ins with banana republic bodyguards and stiffened. Callous bastards are the same the world over. But he’s none of my business. I’m only here for my date. He focused his gaze once more on the suite numbers and kept moving. Seconds later, the awful truth became clear. Damn. He’s outside room 759. What does he want with my date? If he’s my date, I’m out of here.

 

All senses on high alert, he stopped at the floor-to-ceiling picture window at the end of the hall, pretending to take in the view. A long row of glass-and-steel hotels glittered like diamonds in the night. But poverty lay beyond them and went on for miles. In the reflection, he watched the jerk outside 759 push against the door. Hands deep in his pockets, muscles tense, Thomas wished he had a gun. That’s the only thing guys like him understand.

 

The argument grew louder, both voices rising. Finally, a screech of pain split the air. Thomas whirled and bolted, all pretense he needn’t become involved instantly gone. Guilt and panic drove him toward the sound like a magnet, shooing away his training, his experience, and his better judgment like flies. The harasser turned, eyes wide, seconds before Thomas slammed into him.

 

Size-wise, Thomas had the advantage but he had no illusions size would settle the argument. The slick-suited man he’d nearly toppled regained his footing quick as a cat and came at him with the violent grace of a street fighter. One hand disappeared inside his jacket and came back out.

 

Thomas caught the flash of a knife and pulled back, but not in time.

 

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After The Fire by Felice Stevens

About the Book

A single bullet destroyed the dreams of Dr. Jordan Peterson. With his lover dead, Jordan descends into an endless spiral of self-destruction that nearly costs him his friends, his career, and his life. When Jordan finds himself working closely with the aloof Lucas Conover, the investment banker’s mysterious past and unexpected kindness shocks him back into a life and emotions he’d thought lost forever.

The betrayal by the foster brother he’d worshiped taught Lucas Conover never to trust or believe in anyone. Living a solitary life couldn’t free him of the nightmare of his former life; it reinforced his belief that he would never fall in love. When the death of one of his clients forces him to work closely with Dr. Jordan Peterson, he meets a person whose suffering exceeds his own. Though Jordan rejects his effort to help, something within Luke pushes him discover more about the first man to ever get under his skin.

As Luke lets down his guard and Jordan lets go of his pain, desire takes control. Each man must come to terms with past struggles if they are to create a future together. And learning to trust in themselves and love again after tragedy and a lifetime of pain may be the only thing that saves them in the end.

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Excerpt

“It’s only been nine months. God almighty, did you expect me to forget him already?” Horrified, Jordan swept his hand across the table, sending the empty bottles and food containers crashing to the floor. “Keith and I were together for almost four years. You haven’t even been with Ash a year; could you forget him so easily? Stop pressuring me to move on with my life. It’s over for me. There will never be anyone else.”

“So you plan on drinking yourself into an early grave, losing your job and quite possibly your friends along the way?” Drew placed a hand on his arm. “I don’t think Keith would expect you to mourn him forever.”

“I didn’t expect to have to mourn him at all. He was supposed to be here, with me.” The tears, always threatening below the surface, spilled over, coursing hot and fierce down his cheeks. It seemed he hadn’t stopped crying since Keith had been murdered. “I can’t get past it. No matter what I do, he’s always there with me, and I can’t let him go.” All the fight and anger left him deflated like a balloon several days after a party. An ineffable weariness stole through him, and he laid his head on his arms on top of the table. “Go home, you two. Leave me alone.”

Without a word, Ash found the broom and dustpan and began to clean up the broken glass while Drew remained seated next to Jordan at the table.

“Look, I understand what you’re feeling. But destroying yourself isn’t going to bring him back. We know you miss him.”

“You don’t understand.” Jordan shook off Drew’s attempt to comfort him. “I’m beginning to forget him. Not only his voice but also the way his arms held me. The way the sound of his breathing calmed me so I could fall asleep every night.” His breath caught in his throat, and a shudder racked his body.

Jordan couldn’t reveal the worst—that he could no longer recall the press of Keith’s lips on his or the sweet sweep of Keith’s tongue in his mouth. The warmth and smoothness of Keith’s skin, once as familiar as Jordan’s own, had begun fading to a cold and distant memory. Sometimes he’d sit in bed late at night and play his voicemail messages simply to hear Keith’s voice. How fucking disloyal a love was he? It had only been nine months, yet Keith’s touch, something he’d longed for every day of his life and sworn he’d never forget, had slipped away like fog in the summer wind. Gentle and swift, leaving no trace behind that it had ever existed.

About the Author

I have always been a romantic at heart. I believe that while life is tough, there is always a happy ending around the corner, My characters have to work for it, however. Like life in NYC, nothing comes easy and that includes love, but getting there is oh so fun and oh so sexy.

I live in New York City with my husband and two children. My day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass (or two of red wine). I practice law but daydream of a time when I can sit by a beach somewhere and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there are bound to be a few bumps along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.

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