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New things in 2010

2010 has started as a great year to find new books out. I am so excited about the new releases and the upcoming books from my favorite authors.
A lot of authors also take the time at the beginning of a new year to update their websites and let us know what will be coming soon.

I so happen to be one of those Lol!
Over the last couple of weeks I have been hard at work at updating my website, yahoo group, and blog. I still have the networking sites to get to but hey I’m about half way there.
I also started a new blog project. While I have used my blog for mostly promoting my books I have now expanded and am thinking BIG! Starting Feb 1, 2010 my blog will be more reader friendly and will offer so much more.

Monday’s are Book Review days. It is normal for me to read about 2 eBooks a week plus I am currently reading the twilight series with my daughter.( We are still on book 1.)

So on Monday’s I’ll review a book or more I read that week and give my thoughts on it. Some will be good but I don’t promise that they all will.

Wednesday’s will be the special post days.

In Feb we have my blog series: Press Send. Follow me through what made me decide to go with e-publishing to the release of a book. And all the stuff between!!! Oh and at the end of the series I will be giving away a free book to one lucky commenter!

In March and April stop by to meet other authors. Every week a new author will post. They will talk about their books, contests, and what they are working on.

During the week I will still continue to update you with what’s going on with my series, releases, and contests.

Woo Hoo, I am so excited!
And you should be too- for my Feb contest I will be giving away a free copy to the winner!
For contest details check my blog, yahoo group, or the competitions on TEB page starting Feb 1st!

And a big shout out to the January contest ( Team Werewolves) winner- Beverrly Davis-Taylor
She received a free copy of Book 1 in the corporate wolves series The Favour.

So be sure to save my blog in your favorites and stop by often- Best way to win free books!

I am going to leave you with a blurb from Pack Territory- Were Chronicles 3 (Coming Feb 22, 2010)



Book three in the Were Chronicles Series
Adam White is the new Alpha in his territory but Tasha Johnson may the one in charge.
As new Alpha of his territory, Adam White has his hands full. He must make the transition to his new role as smooth as possible, which is easier said than done. His father's mental state is worrisome, a teenage girl has run away, and the woman of his dreams is helping with the search.
Tasha knows the last thing the new Alpha needs is to look for her missing sister. Desperate, she goes to him and asks for his help anyway. As they leave their territory behind and travel to the city, she has more than just her runaway sister on her mind. Adam has taken a hold of her thoughts and fantasies.
With so much happening around them, can two fated mates find one another and leave the world behind? If only for a few stolen erotic moments.
Crissy Smith
Romance on the 'WILD' side...


iPad...It's Official~Digital Reading Has Arrived

All I can say is, OMG!
Okay, at this point it doesn't matter whether you're a PC or a MAC, you have to admit... iPad is awesome at it finest. I think my favourite part of Apple's recent launch party was when Steve Jobs quoted someone who'd said..."The last time people were this excited over a tablet, there were commandments written on it." And I couldn't agree more. I mean, what isn't there to like...

It's sexy, streamlined, powerful and so much more than anything out there. Just look at it... it oozes vibes that scream "Buy Me... I'm perfect." And for those of us who make a living in the e-book world, it could very well change the face of e-books.

Now, I know many of you are saying... hey, Kris... there are plenty of e-readers out there. Hell, they've been around for a while now. And yes, you're right... there are Nooks, and Kindles, Sony's and Astak's... and they're all fabulous in their own right. But for me, I'm a hard and fast Apple Girl.

Let's look at the specs... 'cause yeah, I'm that geeky. The iPad has a 9.7 inch, LED backlit IPS display, with a Multi-touch screen, but weighs just 1.5 pounds and is only 0.5 inches thin. It has Wi-Fi, an optional 3G networking capability and is able to do anything an iPod touch can, only bigger, and clearer. The battery lasts a full ten hours and you can get the coolest accessories I've ever seen, including a keyboard dock. But, in terms of writers and readers, it's the ibook application that's going to turn e-books into the hottest thing on the planet... well, that's what I'm hoping anyway.

Just as Apple's iTune store changed how music lovers bought and shared their music, I'm hoping the new ibook store revolutionizes the way readers look at e-books. Because let's face it, presentation is a huge selling factor. Just as many authors will argue that a poor (dare I say ugly or misleading) book cover hinders your sale's potential, applications which don't make you want to sit down and stare at your device for the next few hours won't make people want to buy e-books. But just look at this app! I don't even have one and I'd love to sit down and read a hot, steamy novel on this baby. The images are crisp and the way the book shelf flips to take you to the store... I think it's true... Apple doesn't do anything until they can do it right. And I think this is oh, so right.

Now I'm sure they'll be those who shun the very thought of another gadget out to lure us into the black hole of technology, but I'll gladly jump right in. Anything that makes readers WANT to read an e-book is music to my ears. And if the iPad does that, then I'm all for it. And hey, if readers can jump to my website after, to check out more hot reads, who am I to object. Integration of all the senses is key in writing a good book, and I think it's equally key to enjoying the experience of reading that book.

Okay, I'll get down off my iPad bandwagon, but I can't help but be excited. Apple has sold over 75 million iPod touches and phones.. so that's 75 million people who already know how to use the iPad right out of the box. Leaving those that don't to take the extra five minutes to figure it out... yeah, it's that simple.

Now, for my last bit, I wanted to take a moment and gush over my new release with TEB, a fantasy/medieval novella that I just loved writing, entitled Healing Hands. Just look at the cover art! Lyn Taylor so outdid herself on this one. It's exactly how I envisioned. She even incorporated Mira's magical blue aura into the picture. Sigh...

So what's Healing Hands about? Well, here's the blurb and a naughty little excerpt.

Mira has only five days to lose her virginity, or face certain death… and only one man is up for the job.

Shunned by her Kingdom because she’s been given the gift of healing over fire, Mira anxiously awaits her freedom. All she has to do is complete her Rite of Passage and pass the auspicious Ritual of Sisterhood. There’s just one catch. If she doesn’t lose her virginity before the Ritual begins, she’ll be killed. And just her luck, none of the Kingdom’s tutors will touch her.

Hoping to ensure failure, Mira’s been given a tutor with a curse of his own. Hailing from Garinth, Keegan’s plagued with a serious problem. His body only reacts to women who possess certain qualities. So when he wakes to find himself imprisoned in a Kingdom ruled by witches, he can’t imagine how any of them measure up. But then, he never counted on Mira, or on the way his body comes to life, filling his head with delicious images of seduction. He’d love nothing more than to tame this pretty little witch, but can he claim her before their time runs out?


Keegan stepped forward, corralling her towards the wall until her back pressed against the cold stone. He fought to keep his touch light as he cupped his hands around her waist, drawing her close. She stared up at him, her hands timidly reaching for his shoulders as he pressed his cock against the soft mound of her sex. She gasped, but didn’t struggle, widening her stance just enough she could cradle his shaft between the lips of her sheath.

The groan he’d been holding back broke from his chest as her sensuous flesh parted for him. Even through both their clothes, there was no mistaking the slide of her juices as he moved along her slit, scraping the rough fabric against her clit. Her mouth opened slightly and the softest of moans caressed his skin.

He bent over her, licking the fullness of her lips. “Tell me your name, sweetness.” His voice was low and gravelly, and he knew she heard the lust in it. He wasn’t just asking for her name. He was asking what to shout when he came inside her.


Her reply was whispered on a gasp as he brushed his thumb across her breast, flicking her nipple as he dipped inside the bodice of her dress. It wasn’t a flattering frock by any means, but he didn’t care. She’d look far better naked and spread out before him, her glistening sex bared to his gaze.

Mira inhaled as he pinched the tight peak, exposing it to the cool air, before bending down and laving it with his tongue. She tasted like warm honey and he pulled at the other side, needing to taste that nipple as well.

“You haven’t told me your name yet,” she said, pushing her breast into his mouth. “What shall I call you?”

Keegan pulled back, loving how her eyes had darkened. He was finding it hard to concentrate with the smell of her sweet sex tantalising his senses. He’d caught her scent the moment he’d pushed her against the wall, and he knew if he slipped his hand beneath her dress, she’d be dripping her juice down her thighs. He cocked half his mouth into a smile at the thought.

“Well, my sweet Mira…”

His voice faded as her name triggered a memory.

And for my final contribution, here's the Book Trailer I made for Healing Hands. I just love the music and the image of the Castle. Thank God for great photo sites. I hope you enjoy it.

Thanks again for stopping by.
Romancing adventure at a time.


Happy New Year!

Hello all!

January has been quite a weird month for Audra and I. I had hoped to post something awesome about the next release we will have with TEB, the second book in the American Satyr series called To Collar and Keep, but with everything going on with Audra's pregnancy, we are down to the wire to send it in to our awesome new editor.

So Audra is due Feb 8th, and needless to say we are all excited. Its going to be the first offspring between the two of us, and everyone is going nuts. We know shes having a boy, and its quite possible the child will be named Ace. *shakes head* thats my sister for you.

So in Feb, the last day of, Ill be back talking about the new book, and hopefully giving you an excerpt and blurb... So stay tuned... and wish us luck, cuz I dont think the world is read for the offspring of my sister and her husband, LOL.



Win a free e-book!

Hi everyone!

Ever since I was first published (all of a year and a bit ago, lol!) I seem to have been starting lots of series, but not actually finishing any of them.

Well, that hasn't actually changed yet. I still haven't finished one - but in a few days time, I'll actually reach the half way mark on one!

There are 12 books in the G-A-Y Lust Bite series. Book 6 will be going on sale February 1st.

As it happens, I've actually just finished writing all of them. But the last one won't be coming out until October, which seems like a very long way away at the moment.

So, in the meantime I'm going to enjoy celebrating the half way mark :-)

Would you like to win one of the first 6 books?

All you have to do is read the blurbs below, and decide which one you'd like to win if your name is picked out of the hat. Just leave a comment telling me which title you've chosen and I'll pick one winner on Sunday Jan 31st.


Find a gay man in a gay bar. Matt’s sure that should be a lot easier than it actually is.

Matt’s having a run of bad luck – one that’s lasted ever since he stepped out of the closet. An uncanny ability to home in on the only straight guy in a bar room full of gay men really isn’t doing his sex life any favours. A knack for picking complete jerks whenever he does stumble upon a genuinely gay man isn’t helping either.

But, this time everything is going to be different. This time Matt’s absolutely sure his gaydar has guided him towards a completely sane, entirely gay man – which is why he’s arranged to meet him in the gents’ room in five minutes.

What could possibly go wrong?

Gay Like You

Cody’s more than happy to have sex, he may even be willing to offer his submission, but experience has taught him that’s as far as he can go as a gay man. Tristan disagrees…

Tristan has being gay all worked out rather nicely. His biggest problem with his sexuality is his mother’s persistent attempts to find a nice young man to marry him off to. And even that doesn’t seem like such a terrible thing when he arrives to have dinner with his parents and finds Cody sitting at the table.

Homosexuality isn’t working out quite so well for Cody. As far as he can see, Tristan’s appearance in his life is unlikely to make things any better. Nice guys rarely stay nice for long and dominants have a way of turning into complete psychos if he lets his guard down.

Cody needs to walk away before Tristan tempts him into wanting the sort of happiness he knows he can’t have. Tristan needs to stop him.

Gay Until Graduation

A gay man should know better than to get involved with a guy who is only gay until graduation, but Baxter’s never been very good at saying no to Spencer…

Stunning, dominant and cheerfully bi-sexual, Spenser’s been screwing his way through both the male and female student population since he arrived at the university. Baxter is entirely gay, completely submissive and, by his own estimation at least, thoroughly average. He knows that being more than friend’s with Spencer would be more trouble than it’s worth.

When a drunken Spencer decides that he’s going to be gay until graduation Baxter doesn’t pay much attention. But when his friend’s attention suddenly focuses in on him, the guy he’s had a crush on for months soon becomes far more dangerous to his peace of mind.

Baxter knows he should say no to a relationship that will break his heart when they graduate, but he’s never been very good at saying no to his friend—especially not when Spencer is offering him everything he’s ever wanted.

Gay for Pay

An experienced gay dominant, a gay for pay submissive and an auction. Let the bidding commence!

Nate Lockwood has a plan. It involves slipping away from his security officers, hitting a BDSM club, entering himself in a submissive auction and spending the next twenty four hours as a gay for pay rent boy. If he wishes he could be submitting to someone far closer to home, then at least he’s realistic enough to know it’s never going to happen.

Smith has a job to do. As chief of security for the Lockwood family, it’s his responsibility to track down his boss’s brat of a son and bring him home. The fact that his search leads to the kind of leather bar he considers beneath contempt is not important. The fact he’s been fantasising about being Nate’s master since he first set eyes on him isn’t relevant.

The plan has to work. The job has to be done. And the bidding starts now…

Gay Divorcee

Grayson gave up on the idea of gay marriage when he became a gay divorcee. Can Jones remind him that not all gay men are like his cheating ex?

Gay marriage, civil commitment and equal rights. Jones doesn’t care what it’s called. He wants that security to be part of his future, and he wants it to be available to everyone else too. He’s happy to tell his dominant friend Bernard, and anyone else who will listen, how wonderful it will be when every gay man can live happily ever after with the man he loves.

Gay divorce, cheating husbands and bad decisions. Grayson used to think that the right to marry another man would cure all gay ills too - until he married and divorced Claude. The adorably submissive Jones obviously needs someone to explain to him exactly why gay men should never get married before he makes all the same mistakes Grayson made.

Before the Christmas celebrations end, someone will have to accept that they are wrong and the other man is right. The only question is who?

Gay Since Today

Ford’s hidden everything about his sexuality his whole life. Tyler says he can accept everything about him. But can he?

Tyler knows he’s wasting his time fantasising about Ford. The guy he’s had a crush on for months might make a wonderful dominant, but a straight dominant never did a gay submissive any good. It’s time he stopped wasting his history lectures wondering what his life would be like if he belonged to James Ford.

Ford’s had enough. A man can only stay in the closet for so long. It’s time he came out and made his peace with who he really is. And if he can get a date with the cute guy from his history lecture, so much the better.

And that's it.

If you can't make up your mind, clicking on the covers will take you to a page where you can read an excerpt of that book. But don't forget to come back and leave a comment when you've made your decision!

Kim Dare
Kink, love and a happy ending. Do you Dare?


Innies versus Outies and a Contest

Or, in other words, Girl Parts vs Boy Bits.

When I started writing last year, I had no idea I'd soon be a published author...of m/m romance. I hadn't even read anything involving two guys. That soon changed, and it proved more inspirational than I'd ever dreamt! I started off slowly (haha) with a m/m/f menage containing some hot scenes between the two heroes. In my next manuscript, I deleted the girl entirely and viola! My first contract: Remarkable Restraint in the Games In The Dark antho. This was followed one week later by my second contract: A Pint Light here at TEB.  And the rest was history.

At least it was until I got an itch of a different sort. Once firmly convinced that manlove was my niche, this winter my muse decided to throw me back into het sex. I'm sure this was at least partially thanks to my impending Big 4-0 next month, and the reason I know this is because all of the storylines suddenly circling in my head were het, yes, but had women my age (and up) hooking up with some hot young things. Can anyone say midlife crisis? 

Storylines were all my contrary muse provided though. When it came time to actually write, I had the hardest time getting into the het sex scenes. Very frustrating, considering sex scenes had always flowed (no pun intended) so easily with my guys. I circled around them for a while, writing the non-sex scenes first. But as soon as I got to the foreplay, wham! Mental roadblock.

I had racked up three manuscripts with great (IMHO, lol) plots left dangling when intimacy was due, before I finally wrapped my head around working a clit into the mix instead of another penis. To this day, I still don't know exactly what had me stymied or what broke the dam, but it happened in the nick of time.

So short post today so I can get back to my cougar, who finally got her claws into her PYT. Here is the blurb from my current work in progress, Spring Training:

With a son who's played since he could walk, Terri lives, eats and breathes baseball. She was almost more excited than Emery when his invitation to a minor league team's training camp came. But excited doesn't begin to describe her reaction to Emery's new mentor, Aaron Reynolds. A spring fling with a hot, young thing? Just the ticket.

Fighting a chronic injury, Aaron is biding his time until he's called back up to the majors. So being assigned a hot-headed rookie to babysit is fine with him, especially one that come with a sassy, sexy, camp follower like Terri. But he soon finds he has his hands full...trying to keep Emery on the straight and narrow...and trying to keep his liason with Terri strictly physical.

With two careers on the line, Terri and Aaron are soon torn between the right thing to do...and what's right for them.


“Heads up, it’s a bunt! He’s putting it down!” Teri screamed, cupping her hands around her mouth. The infielders were already reading the stance of the batter and moving forward in anticipation.

Sure enough, the batter skilfully laid a soft bunt down the third base line and took off for first, and with bases loaded, everyone was running.

Teri jumped to her feet. “Home, force at home!” she yelled as if she could be heard over the roar of the crowd, her eyes glued to the third baseman.

He charged the ball, snagging it on the run and deftly flipping it to the catcher for the out at home.

“Turn two, turn two!”

The catcher then heaved the ball to first, just past the head of the batter, and Teri watched, heart in her throat, for the call from the umpire.

Before he’d even finished his, “Out!” signalling the successful double play, she was in the air with a whoop, looking automatically to the tall, rangy third baseman, who was pointing straight at her with a crooked grin. She blew him a kiss, and the handsome player winked back before running to join his teammates celebrating their victory with a huge dogpile on the pitcher mound. It was early in the season yet, but a return trip to the College World Series in Omaha was looking more and more likely. Fingers crossed.

Heart pounding with adrenaline, and still feeling giddy from being on the receiving end of that beautiful smile, Teri turned a bit sheepishly to the tall, equally handsome man standing and clapping next to her on the bleachers. He was looking down at her with a familiar combination of amusement and embarrassment. As soon as their eyes met, she threw her arms around his middle in an apologetic hug.

“Do I know you?” he mocked.

Teri smiled against his shirt. “Know me and love me.”

“You love him more.” He pouted as he patted her on the head.

It was a frequent complaint, without heat, and one she always had an answer for. “I love you both the same, just differently.”

“Yeah, right.” Alex gave her one last squeeze before setting her aside. “I’m going down. You coming?” He rolled his eyes dramatically. “What am I saying, of course you’re coming. Stick close to me; it’s a mob scene down there.”

Teri grinned as her protective “older” son grabbed her hand and used his height to his advantage in shouldering his way through the masses to the celebrating players, tugging her along in his wake.

One body separated itself from the team and was suddenly thumping against them, enveloping them both in a hard, sweaty embrace.

“Get off me, fucker, you’re gross.”

“Alex! Watch your mouth.”

“Sorry Mom, but he is gross.”

“That’s not the word I meant, and you know it.” She turned to her “youngest” son, Emery—youngest by a whole five minutes, and reached up to take his lower face in her hands. “Great play at the end, Em. Good hustle. They never would’ve gotten the batter in time if it’d been anyone else.”

Emery flushed with pleasure at the compliment, even as he contradicted, “Geez, Ma, you’re not biased or anything. That’s a play any good third baseman should’ve made.”

“Be that way. I know you’re awesome.” She stretched on tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “You coming with us to grab a bite?”

“Excuse me, Emery Sandusky?”

The family turned as one towards the unfamiliar voice. “Yeah, I’m Emery.” He glanced at his coach, standing slightly behind the stranger.

“Bill Patterson, Reds organization. Your coach and I have been talking. Do you have a minute?”

Teri’s breath caught—Oh my God, it’s a scout—and she practically shoved Em towards the two men. “You go, hon. We’ll be at Culver’s. On second thought, we’re driving through. See you at home. C’mon, Alex.” She pulled on his arm frantically and got him aimed towards the car.

Please let him get his shot...and not screw it up.


I do love sports, and  had a great time writing my heroes in Rough Riders in the Gaymes Anthology, which released this week in ebook. I believe a print edition is expected out in February, and I for one am looking forward to holding this hot cover in my hot little hands!

Okay, speaking of sports, now for the contest. The first person to correctly identify the yummy real life baseball player above wins an ebook of choice from my backlist, including the Gaymes antho. Good luck!

First hint: He was on the World Series winning team in 2004, but is no longer with that team.


UPDATE: Yes, Eyre and Jase practically tied for the's Gabe Kapler of the Tampa Bay Rays! Mid-thirties and looking fine, his nicknames include the "Hebrew Hammer" and "The Body". Play ball!


The Kindle Experiment

I recently inherited a Kindle. Not something I would have purchased, but I have to say I was tickled pink to get it. It's a first generation model, not the latest version, but it was free so I said what the heck! Even the first models sell for $200 used.

After charging the battery I was happy to discover the user's manual is on the Kindle. Yay! It's several hundred pages long. Slow and dry reading, to be sure. I started skimming and the same thing that happened to me in Intermediate Algebra thirty years ago happened again. At some point, I crossed the line of what I knew and got into new stuff that I didn't know, and now I'm totally confused. In the spirit of the typical man, I said "Who needs instructions, I can figure this thng out!" (In my defense, I write from the male POV most of the time. This hasn't caused many problems except that one time I tried to pee standing up. But, I digress...)

Totally frustrated with a Kindle loaded with a slew of western novels, I gave up that first night and went to bed. As usual, things often look brighter the next day. I figured out that I had to delete the previous owner's registration and register the thing with my Amazon account. It was simple to do, the Kindle is wireless, like a cell phone, so I never even had to hook it up to my computer. It all just changed, *poof*. Suddenly, I had a Kindle in my name (with a slew of western novels.) I tried uploading my pdf books and after finally going online to a Kindle forum, discovered the first generation Kindle doesn't accept pdf. It only reads Kindle format. There's a way to get around that, by emailing a pdf file to yourself on your Kindle, but there is a small fee for each email and I did NOT want to set up an account with my credit card because knowing me, I'd have a host of unintentional charges on the thing.

I discovered you can get a chapter of a book for free. I downloaded a chapter of one of my books, just to see my author name on the Kindle. hee hee hee It worked. So I had one chapter of a book, and those westerns.

I did figure out that the Kindle reads prc versions of books, and TEB sends me that version. So I loaded the memory card for my Kindle up with some of my books. Now, I can read most of my titles, a few of Jude Masons, and a slew of western novels. Things are looking up!

I saw a post by another author that her publisher gives away a free Kindle title regularly and she provided the link. When I went there, I was amazed to discover that lots of people give away free Kindle books. I got twenty books for free, five of them were classics like Pride and Prejudice, Little Women, and Dracula, but the rest were erotic novels or mysteries that are generally one in a series. I know they want the reader to love that free book, and go look up the author and buy some more. I hate to break it to them, but with my schedule of working, writing, and life, those twenty books are going to last me a while. But I'm excited to have reading material on my Kindle. Now I just need to go somewhere so I can enjoy the luxury of sitting and reading. Hmmm, I have a dentist's appointment in March...

Have a great weekend, and happy reading!



Postscript: This morning, before I went to post this message, I found a link to an article in the New York Times talking about how the bestselling Kindle books are free. There's an interesting debate about this. Some publishers such as Brian Murray, chief executive of HarperCollins, say "free is not a business model".

But one of the epublishers giving monthly freebies reports that in October, they had 26,897 free downloads of the featured romance novel. The author's previous novel, which had sold 97 copies at Kindle in Sept, sold 2,666 in Oct. That same author sold 119 copies of another novel in Sept., and 3,279 in Oct.

The NY Times article goes on to say, "With e-books still representing about 5 percent of the total book market, data on the effect of digital giveaways is still inconclusive. Brian O’Leary, a principal at Magellan Media Consulting Partners, which advises publishers, said that while it appeared that free downloads led to an uptick in actual book buying, there was a risk that free reading could eventually 'supplant paid reading'."

In my case, this is sadly, possibly true. But I do admit, if I love one of the free books, I'll remember that author the next time I'm in the market to buy a book.

What do you think?


Wow, I'm in a Book Club

Last night was my first introduction to a book club. Granted, I've been reading my entire life, and I've been writing (seriously) for five years. But this is the first time I've been invited to join a book club.

I met a friend of a friend at a party a week ago and low and behold, she runs a book club. My friend blabbed that I write, and thus I found myself invited to participate.

I was nervous, but I went anyway. No, we didn't discuss my books. We spent the night at a nice restaurant and had a "get acquainted" meeting. The great part was that this book club is fairly new, as the woman starting it broke off from another club that spent most of their time drinking and not talking books. And last night, aside from getting to know the others, we talked books. I was in heaven.

Now these people aren't romance readers, per se. And I'm a voracious romance reader. But reading outside my comfort zone, taking in new genres and styles, will be good for me. So I'm in. Still, I had read several of the books some of the others mentioned, and it turned into a really good time. I can't wait until the next meeting. And bonus: the woman who started it really wanted to read my work, so she downloaded a book right there to her Kindle. Cross your fingers I'm still invited to the next meeting after she reads it. *grin*

Now avail from TEB, Engaging Gren


Some ‘Better-Late-Than-Never’ New Year’s Resolutions

Hello. We’re Keane Daniels and Rayche Marquette from Indulge Me by Kaenar Langford. Our story, which will be released soon as a stand-alone and in audio, is part of the Naughty Nooners male/male anthology. Kaenar asked if she could post our photo and we told her it was okay. So here we are.

Kaenar also asked us to share our New Year’s Resolutions with you and we said we’d be delighted to do that. Sorry, we really got carried away, but we hope you like them and the photos Kaenar chose to go with them. Hope all your resolutions are good ones, and ones you want to keep.

Keane and Rayche’s Resolutions for 2010:

  1. Spend more time with friends.

  1. Hire someone to do those home renovations we’ve been putting off.

  1. Take the new guy in the office out for lunch.

  1. Take skiing lessons.

  1. Help out a local farmer.

  1. Support local firefighters. Buy a calendar.

  1. Take a weekend survival course.

  1. Learn to surf.

  1. Welcome our new neighbour by asking him over for dinner.

  1. Now that we have a new mechanic, be better about taking the car in for regular maintenance.

  1. Take time for meditation.

  1. Eat better.

  1. Drink more water.

  1. Only one cup of coffee per day.

  1. Read more.

  1. Take more time to relax in the tub.

  1. Check out a new club.

  1. Buy some leathers.

  1. Wash the car more often.

  1. And our last resolution. Spend more time at the gym.

I hope you enjoyed Keane and Rayche’s resolutions. Check out their story, Indulge Me, in Naughty Nooners. They spend their lunch hour at the largest, most luxurious gay spa in Toronto. Anything can happen there. And does!

Here’s a blurb for Indulge Me:

Keane Daniels has received an anonymous note summoning him to Indulgence, one of the largest gay spa and bathhouses in Toronto. Since he's in unrequited lust with his boss, Keane thinks a clandestine tryst might just take his mind off his gorgeous colleague.

Rayche Marquette has wanted Keane since hiring him, but being his boss means Keane's off limits...until Rayche decides he can wait no longer and reserves the Wet Area of the spa so the two of them can spend a Naughty Nooner together.

Rayche and Keane meet in the elegant shower area, but when Keane discovers the sender of the note is his boss, his reaction is not what Rayche expects. Keane rebuffs him, thinking the lunch hour adventure is a lark for Rayche, a meaningless liaison. For Keane, that can never be enough with this man. How can he convince Rayche to turn their Naughty Nooner into a lifetime commitment?

Make sure you take a peek at Kaenar Unkovered, a new feature in the Total-E-Bound monthly newsletter. Each edition I’ll take you behind the scenes of places and events I go to for research. In January we attend the largest, single fetish night in the world and who knows where we’ll end up in February. You’ll have to pop by and see.



Kaenar Langford

Tales to seduce and entice…



I’m looking forward to this New Year. I have a lot of things I am anticipating but won’t go into too much detail. One thing I will say is I am excited with what I am planning. Very excited. (grin) Once I get a few personal things taken care of I will be going full speed ahead.

In anticipation of my anticipation (try saying that 5 time fast LOL.) I some preparations last year. Planning is a great thing and makes things work so much better. I love to plan. I also love spreadsheets. LOL. Yep that’s what I said I love spreadsheets. They help keep me organized and things where they need to be. So I’ve got my plan ready to go. The fun part will be getting there.

Just like when I start a new book I have this feeling of anticipation. Anticipation of how the story will go, the characters, setting and so on and so on. As with life there are twists and turns that are unexpected but that is what makes it interesting. There are many paths that can be taken to make the end point whether it is the end of a story or everyday life. Some good, bad and in between. Each has a lesson to be learned from. No matter which it is I anticipate getting there. Await what is coming around the next corner then anticipate what more is yet to come.

This year will be to gear up for those twists and turns. A year of anticipation.

Taige Crenshaw
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More than Meets the Eye

I'm not much on alpha males—big, brash, muscled and self-confident. In contrast, I've always been drawn to the guys who seem quiet, shy and intellectual—the poets and the guys who run used bookstores. One reason is that I'm sort of that way myself. Until I “blossomed” in grad school, I was a total egghead. I spent all my free time reading. I wore coke-bottle glasses and clothes that were a far cry from fashionable. I blushed, sweated and stammered if someone tried to have a conversation—except in my classes, of course, where I was self-confident and articulate.

Even now, when I've been transformed into a sexy siren who can hold her own in any flirtatious conversation (LOL), I still have a weakness for the nerdy type. Intelligence is an aphrodisiac for me, but that's not the whole story. I've found that the shy guys are often the most passionate and experimental, once you get past the image they present to the world. You can't trust first appearances.

That's what Jason discovers in my story “Crossed Hearts”, released tomorrow as part of the Gaymes anthology. Matthew Sawyer looks to be the perfect nerd, a country bumpkin about to participate in his very first Scrabble tournament. With his innocent face, dark-rimmed spectacles, baggy jeans and cheap shirt, Matt seems like easy prey for a cool cruiser like Jason. However, there's more to Matt than meets the eye. The younger man is full of surprises and teaches Jason quite a bit about sex, love, and self-knowledge.

I don't want to spoil the story by telling you the details, but I'll share the moment when Jason first encounters Matt.

Jason liked mature guys, but this year there seemed to be more than the usual quota of beer bellies and receding hairlines. Then he noticed a handsome, athletic blond guy who was also wearing A&F, loitering by the coffee stand. Jason was just about to head in that direction when a curvaceous redhead in heavy make-up ran up to embrace his putative target.

Damn! Jason turned his back on couple, annoyed by his mistake. This was the best time to make the hook-up, before the pressure of the matches made all of them mutual opponents. He surveyed the far side of the room, on the other side of the mezzanine stairs. Clusters of empty chairs lined the wall. Most people were standing, jostling for a position in the queue as the officials settled themselves behind the registration desk.

One armchair was occupied, however, by a loose-limbed man who appeared to be in his early twenties. His tousled head bent over a sheaf of papers. Jason crept closer, not wanting to startle his prey. The young man was dressed in worn jeans and a short-sleeved plaid shirt that screamed WalMart. On his feet were dingy basketball sneakers. Under the clothes, though, it looked like the guy was well-built, lean and strong. Jason suspected he might be a farm kid, though he didn’t have much of a tan. Jason’s cock stirred. This one looked promising.

The seated man looked up, staring into space through his dark-rimmed eyeglasses. He seemed oblivious to Jason’s presence. Jason could see the youth’s lips moving. The boy was cramming, memorising the two, three and four-letter words that were so important to tournament strategy.

First championship?” Jason asked softly. The other man started like a frightened rabbit.

What?” The guy struggled to focus on the man interrogating him. “Um―yeah. Is it that obvious?” A smile transformed his serious face. Full lips curved invitingly, revealing perfect teeth. Brown eyes twinkled behind those sexy schoolboy glasses. A dimple appeared in each cheek.

Jason laughed. His tailored jeans suddenly became much tighter. “We all do it. The memorisation. The alphagrams. But at the tournaments, we don’t admit it. We’d like to pretend that it’s all genius, no sweat or study involved.” He settled himself in the chair next to the black-haired novice then asked, “Mind if I sit down?”—confident that his companion would accept a fait accompli. He spread his thighs, trying to relieve the pressure in his groin.

The other man’s eyes flicked in the direction of Jason’s swollen crotch. The movement was tiny, almost imperceptible, but Jason noticed. Yes! “I’m Jason.” He held out his hand.

The other man’s fingers were smooth, long, well-manicured. Not a farmer, then. “Matt. Matthew Sawyer. Pleased to meet you.”

The pleasure is mine.” At least, I hope it will be, Jason added mentally.

I gather you’ve competed here before?”

This is my sixth time.” Jason couldn’t stop staring at Matt’s face. Something about those lively eyes, that laughing mouth... “Last year I took second place.”

Wow! Congratulations.” Matt’s admiration seemed completely sincere. “Guess I’m not likely to be playing you, then.”

Well, you never know. It depends on the other players. As well as your own skill, of course. What’s your rating?”

I’ve never played an official tournament. We’ve got a little club at home―back in North Platte―but mostly I don’t have the money to shell out for tournaments.” Matt levered himself out of his chair and stuffed his crib sheet into his back pocket. “Maybe we should get in line. It looks like they’ve finally started the registration.”

Jason stood as well. He could see that he’d guessed correctly. The guy had a great body. Matt was close to Jason’s height but probably weighed more. He was more solid than Jason, but he moved well. His muscles were well-defined without being exaggerated. A fine sheen of moisture glistened on his bare arms.

Jason’s nostrils twitched as he caught a whiff of the other man’s clean sweat. He stole a glance at Matt’s groin, but the jeans were too loose to tell how the guy was hung

With some luck, I’ll know soon.

Pick up a copy of Gaymes, which will be out tomorrow, if you want to find out the surprises Matt is about to spring on his would-be seducer.

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All Heart.

Can you believe we are half way through January already? That means it's only a month away to Valentine's Day and that also means that it is only 2 weeks until All Romance Ebooks Launch the 28 Days of Heart set of eBooks.

I am very pleased to be part of this as my story Vanilla with Extra Nuts will be available to download on the 17th February and all profits will go to the American Heart foundation.

Here's the blurb:
She was just a vanilla girl until she found her perfect toppings.

Megan was slowly falling in love with Adam and was devastated to hear he was fucking a man behind her back. When she confronts Adam about this she finds her lust for him over-riding her reticence.

That night she makes a secret fantasy come true and makes love to both men at the same time. But can vanilla Megan deal with this unusual relationship or will it all breakdown around her?

You will be able to pick up a different title from a different author every day in February and not only will you get a steaming hot and saucy read you will be helping to fight back against Heart Disease!


The elusive reader or where are you hiding my favorite people?

This topic came up on one of the many yahoo lists I belong to and it really touched me. How often has a reader told me they lurk because they don’t feel important enough to post a message or comment on something an author has shared?

Oh my god!

I could cry when I hear it, or even think it. In some distant tiny part of myself, I can identify with that feeling of uncertainty. I mean if Stephan King walked in the door I’d possibly faint. But, I can almost guarantee he’d say the same thing I would.

Horse pucky!

Without you, the readers, we’re just dumbass writers making up lies and writing them down. Yes, we create stories, and yes we do try to get them to sound beautiful or tragic or sexy, but we do it for you. I can’t say that without you, I’d stop telling my little lies, but I can tell you, without you, it just seems so damn lonely and pointless.

Look, everyone has a gift. I believe everyone also has some form of deformity or handicap too, but that’s a whole nuther post. My gift is imagination. What’s yours? My husband has an amazing eye for wildlife photography. The pictures he shows me often take my breath. Like me, his gift isn’t something he worked for or deserves, it’s just there.

Now, if you, my reader, like a certain thing I’ve written, how will I know unless you tell me? If you despise something, the same is true. I continue to write, and do a lot of praying in the process that someone will like what I come up with.

The odd time, and I can count those times on my fingers, a reader will send me an email. It’s like a gift has been delivered. I’m almost afraid to respond to them for fear of scaring them off. I have heard that readers are afraid of us. It seems crazy that someone would be afraid, or feel less important than me. I mean, if you could see me now, scruffy sweats and slippers, my hair sticking out all over and me chewing on my lip, you’d laugh at the very idea that this woman could be ‘all that’.

I treasure those emails, few though they are. They are all I have to go on when it comes to what readers want. I’ve been told I write too short…I’m working on that all the time. Calls for submission often call for a certain length, so those times I don’t have a lot of say in the word count. But, when I get going on my own, I try very hard to take those words into account. Too short, readers like paranormal and they also seem to like series’. What other things, alpha males. I got that bit of info from my newsletter contest last month. Even when I’m writing m/m, one of the m’s should be more gung ho and bossy than the other. Yup, I can do that.

The yahoo groups I belong to are a perfect example of authors desperate for input. Take one of the publisher organized chats. Add a dozen authors eager to share their blurbs and excerpts for new releases and you’ve got the makings of some great fun. Some of those yahoo groups have thousands of members, others have hundreds. Yet, chances are, when there’s an organized chat, there will be possibly a dozen comments by non-authors. I’ve seen authors literally pounce on the poor person. A feeding frenzy of desire to please, and that scares the reader off. I know it does. The others do too. But, it’s such a hunger to know what this brave brazen soul likes that we just can’t help ourselves.

So, readers/fans please, you are the other half of our coin. We know you’re out there, someone’s buying those books, and we can hear you breathing… heavily! Do us a favor, honestly this would be sooo fantastic, when you read something you really like, gather your courage and send the author a short note. Tell her, or him, what you liked so much. The next time you’re in one of those yahoo chats, and your favorite author makes an appearance, let her know. Tell her the name of your favorite book of hers. Just let her know you’re there. And, if you hate something, let us know that too, or we’re liable to do it again and again, and that would just suck.

Thanks so much for listening. I’d love to get comments on this, from both other authors and yes, you readers.


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