Smolder is OUT!

Let me tell you a story...

About a year ago, Marc from Rainbow Gold Reviews approached me and asked if I'd be interested in writing an m/m novella for a charity anthology. I said, "Absolutely!" Then he told me, "Great. It needs to be a vampire story."

"Um..."

So, yeah, I wrote a vampire story called Smolder. I'll admit that surprises me as much as it surprises you, but that afternoon driving home from picking up my daughter at school, I was inspired. This story and the follow-up story (featuring a deer shifter) both take place in my hometown, San Angelo, TX...and they're both inspired by true events. :)

Smolder Story Description:

Zack Blackthorne had “dark, immoral” cravings long before he became a vampire. Born during the mid 1800’s, he grew up during a time when loving a man was wrong. But in a moment of weakness, he gave into that urge and life as he knew it changed forever. Now he lives a cursed existence and will never cross that line again. He earned his fate. Alone, he exists in the shadows of the world.

Nash Dixon is a new vampire who’s used to living his life in the light. A photographer by trade, he has no idea how to deal with his new reality. He hasn’t mentioned his latest medical condition to his best friends, only that he needs a safe place to land. Bringing danger to their door was never part of the plan.

Nash also didn’t count on Zack, his sexy new mentor. Zack is an enigma...grumpy, gorgeous, and completely off-limits. At least that’s what Zack’s mouth says. The heat in his eyes says something else entirely. As a photographer, Nash sees that deeper need. But how does he convince a 150-year-old vampire that sometimes the light is exactly where he needs to be?

For now, the only way you can purchase Smolder is as part of the Rainbow Gold anthology. This antho also features 3 other novellas from Tinnean, Joanna Chambers, and Maris Black.

The best part...ALL the proceeds from this anthology will go to the Rainbow Railroad, a Canadian non-profit that is helping to get gay men out of Chechnya.

Less Than Three Press link
Amazon link

Shiver Story Description:

A year ago Corey Abbott’s life entered the realm of the bizarre when he discovered the things that go bump in the night are real. But working for the local vampire council didn’t prepare him for were-deer shifters.

Nine months ago Dare Buckley’s herd abandoned him. Now, he’s slowly going mad from Lyme disease...something that doesn’t hurt normal deer, but for were-deer is fatal.

On one snowy, sleet-filled night, the two collided...literally.

This Christmas two men find love in the most unexpected place...a lonely, desolate highway.

It’s definitely not your typical meet-cute, but it’s a twist of fate that would even make Santa happy.

COMING---December, 2017

An excerpt from Smolder...
(note: my vampire story is pretty hot, if you can't tell from the following excerpt)

Oh, wow, this guy was a vampire, and Nash had just royally ticked him off.

Nash lifted both his hands in supplication. "Whoa, man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. Maybe we can try this again." He reached out his hand. "Hi, I'm Nash. I really appreciate you coming to help me with all this. What's your name?"

The guy raised an imperious eyebrow at Nash's outstretched hand like it was covered in sewage, but then reluctantly he reached forward and grabbed hold. "My name's Zack."

Whoa. Electricity and awareness zinged up Nash's arm. Not that he hadn't been aware of the guy before—because he definitely had been. But this... no, this was something totally different... new... freaking HOT!

Zack jerked his hand back. His eyes widened and then became incredibly darker.

Oh, fuck. Nash was totally going to orgasm without a touch to his cock. He moaned, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, trying to find some control. But that didn't help. Now Zack's scent, his arousal filled Nash's nasal passages like the most perfect ambrosia. His fangs dropped.

At that moment, Damien walked into the house. "Hey, Nash, who was at the door?"

Zack slammed Nash against the wall, restraining him. Right now it was a toss up of what smelled better: Zack's arousal or his roommate's A-positive blood. His mouth watered and his cock leaked all over the front of his shorts.

"Tell him you're going out for the evening," Zack hissed at Nash while somehow managing to keep both Nash's fangs and groin from pressing against his body.

"Want you." Nash was beyond any rational thought.

"Do it before someone gets hurt. You don't want to hurt your friends, do you? I have some blood in the car, but you have to get there to get it."