Thursday, 24 April 2014

New Release: His Highland Wolf, by Kailin Morgan

There's two things I'm a complete book whore over: wolves and men in kilts. 

His Highland Wolf looks like it's pulling out all of the punches on that score. This novella comes from a Scottish lass, Ms. Kailin Morgan, who knows her Scottish history and tradition. And for a sneak look under the kilt-filled cover, there's a blurb and extract below.
There's also a chance to win a free copy over at Forbidden Fiction, where an interview is taking place with Ms. Morgan: Kailin Morgan Interview. Just leave a comment over there to be in with a chance of winning.

 Title: His Highland Wolf
Author: Kailin Morgan
Length: Novella
Genre: M/M Supernatural, Romance,  Historical, Paranormal.
Buy link: His Highland Wolf 
        His Highland Wolf 
Author link: Kailin Morgan
Euan, second son of an outcast Highland chieftain, was poaching deer rather than face starvation when a pack of werewolves hunted him down. After pledging his fealty to the pack, Euan discovered his new family was in danger from the political forces aligned against them. While trying to protect the pack, Euan caught a runaway, Tristan, who had escaped him once before. Tristan is carrying a secret that could save or damn them all, but he is also going to change Euan’s life in less expected ways.
Euan remained steady as the man awoke. The man’s body went instantly still as he registered the press of steel against the tender skin of his throat. His eyes jerked open and Euan watched his gaze find him, knowing that all his captive would see was the broad sweep of Euan’s shoulders against the soft glow of the dawn sky. Euan stifled a smile as he watched the other man try to raise his hands as much as he could even as he was trapped beneath the tree and Euan’s blade.
      Euan backed up slowly, allowing his captive to slide his body from under the tree. Euan kept the sharp steel blade pressed against the stranger’s throat, dissuading him from any thoughts of escape. He blinked as the man slipped his legs out, and couldn't stop his gaze from running down the long, lean muscles shown off by the breeches that clung lovingly to his shape. Euan realised, that once they were standing, the man would be taller than he was.
      The young man kept moving slowly across the ground, shifting around as well as sideways. It was what Euan expected him to do, moving so that the growing brightness was no longer at Euan’s back. Euan let the point of his knife bite deeper, on the very edge of drawing blood and his prisoner shuffled back, his spine colliding with the fallen trunk. His breath huffed out then stopped altogether when he finally met Euan’s cool stare.
      The sudden burst of scents from the other man made Euan want to sneeze and he fought the urge to rub at his nose. The bright spike of shock overrode the bitter smell of fear which had flooded out first, followed by a confusion of pheromones. Emotions swept across the man's face, his almond shaped eyes widening in awareness, before dropping closed as something else flickered, too swiftly for Euan to identify it. Then a soft flush coloured the young man’s cheeks, the overriding feeling becoming that of anger.
      Something niggled at the back of Euan's mind, his wolf growling for attention. He could see the other man staring in confusion as Euan turned away from him, his head tilting to one side, listening to something only he could hear.
      “Quick, on yer feet. Now!” The press of steel backed up Euan's urgent whisper and the young man struggled upright, Euan stepping back slightly to allow him to move.
      “Move. In front, quick as ye can. Dinnae think of running though; if I don't catch ye, the soldiers coming down the road surely will.”
      Euan watched as hazel eyes flickered back towards the road, then the taller man’s eyes widened in surprise as he finally picked up the faintest sounds of marching feet, the jingle of harness.
      “May I take my belongings?” he waved a hand at the bag he had been using as a pillow, the leather soft and worn with age.
      “Aye, leave no trace. Now, walk.” The point of Euan's dagger jabbed into his captive’s back and he moved forward, back into the trees, as indicated.

Tuesday, 15 April 2014

Pre-Order Available: Antidote & Forgive Us

Antidote and Lynn Kelling's Forgive Us (that introduces Jack, Jan and Gray into her Deliver Us seires) are now available for pre-order. *Does a little pre-order dance*

*Whispers* If they're pre-ordered and bought through the the publishing site, both Lynn and I take home a higher royalty percentage. (hint-hint!)

Antidote can be pre-ordered (earning double Fantastic Fiction points for all pre-orders) from here: Fantastic Fiction: Antidote. (Published 13th May)

Forgive Us can be pre-orderd (earning the same double points) from here: Fantastic Fiction: Forgive Us. (Published 6th May).

Ms. Kelling's novel will definitely be using Jack, Jan, and Gray to the full in her novel. I've read it. Loved it. And highly recommend it. Go see what the boys get up to in America first!

Disclaimer: although I have seen Ms. Kelling work her magic on my characters, I earn no profit from Ms. Kelling's novel, and Ms. Kelling none from mine. We have no financial ties in this shared-world project, just an innvestment to share characters, worlds, and have a heap of fun in the process.

Monday, 14 April 2014

Antidote Release Date

Antidote has been given a release date for May 13th 2014.

For those of you who would like to know, there's a 'Coming Soon' page on the publisher's website, Forbidden Fiction, so if there are any possibe changes to this date, any change will be noted there.

Antidote is the sequel to Don't..., and it is also a minor part in  the Society of Masters project with Lynn Kelling. Lynn Kelling's Forgive Us is the main novel in the SoM project.

Tiltle: Antidote
Genre: M/M BDSM Dark Thriller
Length: Novel
Formats: Print/ebook

Antidote Blurb:

Video footage of Jack Harrison sleeping with Cutter, a man who has mutilated teenagers, should have stayed dead and buried with the man who had filmed it. Yet when footage to Jack’s past starts appearing on Internet porn sites, Jack’s whole world is again turned on its head. At first the porn links are done to unsettle, to disrupt Jack’s fire and ice world: all the sexed-up adrenaline of being caught between the pleasure to Gray Raoul's BDSM kink, and the gentleness of Jan Richards’ vanilla touch. But when the content of the porn sites force even Gray to turn his back on Jack, leaving Jack isolated and away from the full protection of the Master’s Circle, Jack is left at the mercy of a group of men who are out to alter Jack’s whole perception on his BDSM lifestyle.

As brutally as possible, Jack’s sex life is now live webcam feed for a whole new audience

Thursday, 3 April 2014

Cover Reveal: His, by Jack L. Pyke (Explicit Imagery also contained)

Oh-kay... It's that time of the year where the M/M Goodreads' group event comes alive: the Don't Read in the Closet, where all works produced will be free -- and that makes for one huge supply of free m/m reading material from some of my favourite authors.

The basics of the challenge is... a reader chooses a photo and writes a Dear Author letter in order to prompt an author to write the story. After that, a bunch of authors run around shouting 'claim' -- it gets savage, lol!

This year the event itself is titled Love's Landscapes, and I managed to fall on such a gorgeous letter and photo prompt (both are below)

First off, the title of my free novella couldn't be simpler:


And that be the cover up there. (A huge -- huge thank you here to Elena Giorgi for my cover art!!). It's full-on M/M BDSM contemporary erotic romance, with a little (okay -- a lot) of psych-play.

Kim Alan is the lovely author/reader who supplied the letter and photo that I managed to claim, and if you're interested, both are coming up below for you to have a look at and see where this particular story will be going -- (be warned, though,  EXPLICIT IMAGERY below).


Dear Author,

He offers such a pure, unfettered submission to the man strong enough to tame him; he’s the best thing that ever happened to this powerful (read: spoiled) Dom. Still... even the best of Doms aren’t infallible, and this one almost lost his beautiful boy. He straightened his head out quickly enough, but by then his boy wasn’t quite so forgiving. If his stubborn sub is so damn resistant to reason, drastic measures are called for… right? What choice does a desperate Dom have but to resort to a tiny bit of kidnapping, and a wee touch of restraint and, well… I’ll let the author decide what else it’ll take to get them to their HEA.

Please no cheating or third parties, and a HEA is a must. Beyond that, author, push our boundaries as far as you dare. And yes, you may take that as a challenge.

And the photo itself that prompted the letter... oh man... I fell in love with it. It's the boots -- the boots next to those shackles!! That and a fully sated Dom holding his utterly exhausted sub...

The release of His comes in June(ish), along with loads of other free stories from the M/M Goodreads Group. They'll go to the group itself first, then will be available from the M/M Romance Group publishing site (plus the likes of Smashwords etc).

Tuesday, 1 April 2014

New Release for J.A. Jaken: Consort (The House of Silence, Volume 3)

Consort Buy Link

It's a new release for J.A. Jaken and the 3rd volume of The House of Silence trilogy, the Consort. With strong gothic suspense, it's also following true BDSM thrills and spills fashion.


On the surface, the business of the infamous House of Silence is obvious enough, but its carefully cultivated veneer of political neutrality is threatened when a lover from Master Charon’s youth arrives with an urgent message from the queen, prompting jealousy from Reiji and putting the whole house on edge.

The House’s unique resources are called upon to investigate one of the local cabals which is overstepping its bounds, snatching up disproportionate amounts of territory and capital beyond its domain. When Tam goes missing, Charon and the boys are caught up in a web of intrigue, peril, and sensuality that may end up costing them their lives.

Title: Consort
Genre: M/M Gothic Suspence BDSM
Length: Novel
Publisher: Fantastic Fiction
Buy Link: Fantastic Fiction, 
Series: The House of Silence
Author Website: J.A. Jaken

And for a little teaser:
“Good morning, Reiji.” Charon turned toward him and favored him with a smile of his own; Reiji contented himself with the fact that this was one of the honest ones, too. “How was your night last night?”
      “Busy.” Reiji shrugged. “Nothing I couldn’t handle.” His gaze moved to the stranger standing patiently at Charon’s side. “Who’s this?”
       The stranger’s eyebrow rose at his bluntness, but Charon answered him easily enough. “Forgive me. This is Lord Trenton Devereaux; he’s visiting us from the Siscaline Province. Trent, this is one of my senior boys and one of my most valued employees, Reiji Kendo.”
      “A pleasure to meet you, young man,” Devereaux said, inclining his head slightly. The deliberate courtesy toward someone of the working class—much less toward a whore—made Reiji’s raised hackles settle down slightly.
      “Likewise, I’m sure.” He couldn’t quite keep the twist of sarcasm out of his voice. He glanced at Charon, wondering again what the connection between the two of them was. Charon’s casual use of the nickname “Trent” snagged like a burr in the back of his mind.
    Charon sighed so discreetly that Reiji almost missed it. “Lord Devereaux is an old friend, Reiji. We knew each other years ago, before I ever came to the House of Silence.”
      Reiji’s eyes widened. Before Charon came to the House of Silence meant before he had packed his bags and turned his back on the capital, which meant that Trenton Devereaux had known him before he became “Charon Marque” at all. His gaze shifted to look at Devereaux with renewed interest.
         Reiji was one of only a handful of boys in the House of Silence who knew that Charon was actually a member of the royal family. If Charon had had his way, he would have kept that information a secret all the way to his grave, but events had transpired against them and he’d been forced to turn to his family for help while dealing with the aggressive and underhanded tactics of Lord Darwin Montgomery the previous winter. Like the others, Reiji had vowed to keep the secret for him.    Not because Charon was his boss, not because Charon held significant and undeniable power over each of them, not because Reiji owed the man his home and his life and whatever scraps of happiness he’d managed to carve out for himself here—but simply because Charon was Charon, and Reiji never could keep himself from doing anything the man asked of him.
    “Old school chums?” Reiji guessed, trying to banish the image of a preadolescent Charon toddling around the playground at school.
      Devereaux’s mouth curved in a smile. Unlike Charon’s, Reiji wasn’t quite sure how to read this one. “Something like that,” he said evenly.
       “I’ve invited Lord Devereaux to stay with us for a short while,” Charon said. “I hope you’ll extend him every courtesy for the duration of his stay.”
        Meaning if the man wanted to fuck him, Reiji was supposed to give him all the benefits of a paying client. That could be kind of interesting, actually; Reiji was dying to talk to him and find out more about the pre-House-of-Silence Charon.
        Devereaux glanced at Charon. “I believe you were planning to show me that intriguing indoor garden you were telling me about?”
      “Yes, of course.” Charon gave Reiji another small smile and gestured for Devereaux to precede him down the hall. “It’s right this way.”
       Before leaving, Devereaux turned toward Reiji one last time. “Mr. Kendo, it was truly an honor to meet you. It’s satisfying to know that Charon has such loyal employees looking out for him here.”
        “Someone has to,” Reiji retorted, uneasy with the man’s direct and—as far as he could tell—sincere gratitude. Just how close was he to Charon? He watched without moving as the two of them walked away.