Saturday, June 29, 2013

Author Extra: The Strings of the Violin by Alisse Lee Goldenberg

The Strings of the Violin by Alisse Lee Goldenberg

Non GLBT

Seventeen-year-old Carrie is lying in her backyard ignoring all the looming
responsibilities in her life, when a fox makes a mad dash across the grass
in front of her. After she manages to keep her dog from attacking the
frightened animal, the fox turns to Carrie and seems to bow in gratitude
before he disappears into the bushes. All Carrie knows in that moment is
that something has unexpectedly changed in her life.

Carrie has been best friends with Lindsay Smith and Rebecca Campbell for
years. During a summer when they should focus on choosing colleges, the
girls suddenly find themselves swept away on the adventure of their lives.
The fox reappears three days later and reveals to Carrie that he is Adom,
emissary to the king of Hadariah. With his land of music and magic in peril,
Adom has been sent to seek help from Carrie and her friends. In the blink of
an eye, the three teenage girls go from living an average suburban life to
being the champions of a world where they must contend with giants, witches,
and magical beings. Will they ever make it home once more?

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Author Extra:

A Fox's Trouble

Adom sighed, exasperated. He rubbed a tawny paw over his eyes, his tail
twitching in agitation. He swore the young prince would one day be the death
of him. He remembered coming to the palace after learning etiquette, court
procedure, and all the laws of the land. He had been told that his position
would be as tutor to the prince. It would be his job to ensure that the
prince learn all he must know in order to one day rule the Kingdom of the
Light. Adom had anticipated an easy job. He had pictured the prince to be a
quiet, well-behaved young man. Or at least that was how he had appeared when
he had first met his charge. Now he understood that to have been an act. The
prince was truly a hooligan. It took all Adom's energy and patience to keep
the boy in line. There was nothing he could do to make him listen. At only
ten years of age, the raven-haired prince was nothing but trouble. He seemed
to contain endless reserves of energy and mischief. He was always going
missing and was never where he should be.

That day, Adom had been trying to teach the prince all about how to behave
at a ball. On their way to the palace's ballroom, the prince had escaped
Adom's sight and was now missing. He had searched everywhere. The boy was
nowhere to be found. He was not in the stables, the gardens, his bedroom,
the fencing room; he had simply vanished. Adom sighed once more. He knew the
prince had a good heart. He had seen examples of his kindness. He was always
asking after his tutor's well-being, bringing him little tokens from his
adventures, treating him as a member of his small family. Yet, this wild
streak had to be curbed if he were to become a king worthy of his subjects.
Adom did not know how this was to be achieved. He walked through the palace
corridors once more looking for his wayward charge. He crept down towards
the servants' quarters and the kitchen and heard the noise of two soft
child-like voices speaking.

"You must do as I say!" came the whine of a young boy. "I am to be king!"

"Yes," replied his companion. "However, you are not king yet."

Adom peered around the corner and saw the prince speaking to a young girl.
She looked to be around nine years of age. Her silver hair was pulled into
two braids, and her amethyst eyes flashed with amusement at the prince's
pout.

"What do you know?" the prince said angrily. "You are nothing but the cook's
daughter."

"I know a lot more than you," the girl replied. "I bet I could run the whole
land better than you ever could!"

"Could not!" the prince shouted, stamping his foot indignantly. "I am
studying to be king."

"Really? Than why am I always hearing of you running away from Adom? I bet
you have not paid a bit of attention to any of your lessons."

The prince crossed his arms across his chest and snorted in annoyance.
"Etiquette is stupid. What does using the right fork have to do with ruling
Hadariah anyway?" 

"It has to do with not offending the dinner guests who wish to trade with
you," Adom answered, choosing that moment to enter the room.

The prince jumped in fear. He flushed red at being caught and looked down at
his tutor. "Sorry for running off again," he murmured.

Adom nodded. "Try not to let it happen again," he chided his young charge.

The prince nodded. "Okay."

The girl smiled at the prince. "Here," she said, handing him a cinnamon
biscuit. "If you listen to your tutor, I'll give you more."

The prince broke out into a large grin. "Okay!" he said. "I'll come back and
visit again. Maybe, if your mom lets you, I can take you to see my horse!"

"I'd like that," the girl answered with a smile. She turned and ran off,
eager to tell her mother.

The prince and Adom walk back to the library together, the prince in
thoughtful silence.

"What is on your mind?" Adom asked him. 

"Am I really going to be a bad king?" the prince asked.

"Not if you pay attention to your lessons," Adom answered with a smile.

"Then I will," the prince answered. He paused again. "Must I marry a
princess?"

"There is no official law about it," Adom answered.

The prince nodded. "Good," he said.

"You are only ten years old. You still have much time before you need to
worry about such things. Why do you ask?" Adom asked him.

"Because I have decided. I will marry the cook's daughter!" the prince
proclaimed. "She seems smart, and I like her."

Adom shook his head in consternation. "You like her because she gave you a
treat," he said. He rolled his eyes. He knew he should not worry too much
about this. The prince would probably change his mind several times before
he even went to bed.

For the first time, Adom was wrong about the prince. He studied hard, doing
everyone proud, and ten years later, he was present and filled with pride
for his charge as he made the cook's daughter his queen.

Interview with Dr. Jackson “Jax” Chamberlain from Avery Dawes "Mountain Memories"


Jax has his back to me; he is sitting at the baby grand piano in his office at the University, making notes on a sheet of music. I knock loudly on the door jamb and wait for him to turn.

I am soon rewarded with a warm smile as Jax pushes the bench back and rises from the piano.

“Nice digs,” I say.

He waves his hand. “Ah, it’s just because I’m a visiting composer.” He extends his arm. “Won’t you please come in?”

I figure I will surprise him. I haven’t seen Jax since he’s returned from Colorado even though we’ve spoken and emailed several times. Instead of passing by, I stop and give him a hug and a quick peck on the cheek.

His blush is endearing. He trips over his next words before spitting out, “Let’s have a seat by the window. These chairs are much more comfortable.”

Even though the chairs look to be antique, the cushions are thick and the fabric oh so soft.

Jax jumps up. “I’m a horrible host. Could I get you a water? Coffee? Tea?”

I wave my hand. “No, please Jax, just have a seat.” I take a small notebook and a pen out of my purse.

He grabs a mug off of his desk, sets it on the table between us, and sits back down, crossing his legs at the knee. A stranger would think the man is at ease, but I can tell he is trying hard not to fidget. I decide to have some fun.

“Nervous much, Jax?” I shoot him my best evil grin.

He busies himself with straightening the cuffs of his button down shirt. “No, of course not . . . well, maybe just a bit.”

“Don’t worry, this will be fun!”

“Fun for you maybe,” he grumbles.

“Look, I’m not out for blood with this. It really is supposed to be fun. You don’t have to answer anything that makes you feel uncomfortable. Deal?”

“Deal.”

Me:  Let’s get started. If you are in Wal-Mart when the Zombie Apocalypse happens, what is your weapon of choice?

Jax: *shudders* I never shop at Wal-Mart. The only way I go near that store is if Mason is dragging me. Literally. But my man is always prepared. Wait a second . . . *scratches chin* Mason has been working with me on some self-defense moves, I can see me karate chopping a zombie.

I laugh. I can’t see Jax karate chopping anything!

Me:  Next question. What’s the very first thing you do in the morning?

Jax:  Brush my teeth. It’s one of my quirks. I abhor the thought of kissing Mason with morning breath.

Me:  What’s the last book you read?

Jax: *grunts* Nothing fun. I just finished teaching a music theory class. I’m hoping I can read some Dan Brown over the summer.

Me:  Dan Brown on an e-reader or an actual book?

Jax:  Hardback if I can find it. I prefer hardback books for adding to my growing library.

Now that Jax is relaxed and comfortable, it is time to throw in some more personal questions.

Me:  Boxers or briefs?

Jax:  *forehead crinkles as he hesitates* What I like or what Mason likes me to wear? Or wait, what I wear or what he wears? Oh boy . . .

I grin. The man is adorable! His cheeks and neck are now a deep red.

Me:  Oh, definitely what Mason prefers you to wear.

Jax:  Well *cough* he bought me a pair of bikinis that are red with little white hearts. *his voice drops to a whisper as he runs a hand through his hair* I can’t believe I just said that.

Me: Woot woot! *laughs* I love it!! So, hairy chests or smooth?

Jax:  Can we switch to some less personal questions?

Me:  After you answer my chest question.

Jax:  *huffs* Fine. Definitely no bears, but a little bit of hair is just fine.

I decide to cut the guy a break.

Me:  Favorite color?

Jax:  Hmm, it used to be orange. Now, I really like green, too.

Gee, wonder why that is?? Couldn’t be because Mason is a park ranger??

Me:  Milk or dark chocolate?

Jax:  Dark. I like the chocolate squares that are 70% cacao or higher. *rolls his eyes* Yes, I know, I’m particular.

Me:  I didn’t say anything. So, what did you have for breakfast this morning? I’m sure you’ll be specific in your answer *wink*

Jax:  Cinnamon-apple oatmeal and a glass of orange juice. Pulp free. Happy?

Me:  Yes. What’s on your couch?

Jax:  *frowns* You mean besides accent pillows and a silk/linen throw?

Me:  That works. Favorite TV show?

Jax:  Huh. Tough one. I don’t watch a lot of TV. Maybe something from the History Channel?

A knock sounds on the door. A male voice asks, “Dr. Chamberlain, do you have a minute?”

Jax straightens in his seat and answers, “Give me five Doug, and then come back.”

The student nods and walks away.

Me:  One more fun question and then I will let you get back to work. Okay?

Jax:  *mutters* I suppose. *twists those long, elegant fingers in his lap*

Me:  What’s your romantic fantasy, secret desire?

Jax:  That’s both easy and somewhat embarrassing. *smiles softly* Me and Mason in a hot tub on the 
deck of a cabin under the light of a full moon with snowflakes falling lazily around us.

Me:  *in awe* Wow, just wow.

I shake my head after a minute, stuff my supplies back in my purse, and stand. I give Jax another hug and thank him for his time. Mason is one hell of a lucky guy. 


Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Contest winner

Congrats to Astrid -- winner of my contest last week!

Bent was definitely the winner of favourite Hammer Club book cover.

Sean Michael
smut fixes everything
www.seanmichaelwrites.com

New Release Day


Don't Fret the Timing
By: AR Moler
76 pages / 21200 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-490-7
$3.99
Buy Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=96&products_id=3932
Blurb:
Non LGBT
Secret Service agent Vaughn Breckenridge works the Treasury side of his agency. He’s just been told that he’s about to be evaluated for additional training. Sumiko Pierce isn’t at all what he’s expecting. She’s testing for psychic abilities for the mysterious and near mythical Division P. Vaughn knows he’s got an exceptional gut instinct, but he doesn’t want to admit that it might be more than that. He doesn’t have a clue what’s about to hit him.
Sumiko Pierce is rebuilding her life after a devastating car accident left with her with serious injuries, some long-term, others healing slowly. It’s hard enough to get around and do her job in a wheelchair--even if it’s only for a while. The last thing she needs is a hard-headed Secret Service agent pushing his way into her life the same way she’s pushing into his head. On the other hand, Vaughn’s really attractive, inside and out.
He’s got the abilities. She’s got the skills to teach him how to really start using those gifts. They must each to let down their personal barriers in order to make it work.  Will they manage it in time to save her life?
Originally published by Shadowfire Press, and self-published.
Publisher’s Note: The Division P series is primarily GLBT in nature. However, this volume contains non-GLBT relationships.

Pearls Like Rain
By: Michael Barnette
60 pages / 17400 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-489-1
$3.99
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Blurb:
Raien and Kaelys have reached the final dueling match that decides the championship and conveys a rich purse for the winner. With their dreams for the future at stake, neither of them is going to make it easy for the other to win. But when a bright flash of light momentarily blinds Kaelys causing him to make a mistake more than money is on the line. With Raien’s life at stake and the outcome of the match undecided they have nothing to do but talk to one another. They discover things that have the potential to change everything. Unfortunately the future each of them desires hinges on one thing: Who won the championship?
Sip:

The Celestine Room
By: Jared Rackler
20 pages / 5100 words
$2.49
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Blurb:
In the city of Melinoe, necromancer Nikos Aristos summons the dead for king and country. Yet, in the frozen depths of winter, bonds are easily shattered and he may yet find himself under the spell of the very thing he once commanded. Love knows no heartbeat between a necromancer and a vampire.
New This Week from Prizm Books...

The Strings of the Violin
By: Alisse Lee Goldenberg
192 pages / 55000 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-491-4
$6.99
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Blurb:
Seventeen-year-old Carrie is lying in her backyard ignoring all the looming responsibilities in her life, when a fox makes a mad dash across the grass in front of her. After she manages to keep her dog from attacking the frightened animal, the fox turns to Carrie and seems to bow in gratitude before he disappears into the bushes. All Carrie knows in that moment is that something has unexpectedly changed in her life.
Carrie has been best friends with Lindsay Smith and Rebecca Campbell for years. During a summer when they should focus on choosing colleges, the girls suddenly find themselves swept away on the adventure of their lives. The fox reappears three days later and reveals to Carrie that he is Adom, emissary to the king of Hadariah. With his land of music and magic in peril, Adom has been sent to seek help from Carrie and her friends. In the blink of an eye, the three teenage girls go from living an average suburban life to being the champions of a world where they must contend with giants, witches, and magical beings. Will they ever make it home once more?
Coming Next Week...
Blood Bathory by Ari McKay

Sip:

Synchronous Rotations by Lynn Townsend
Cherry Bombs and Firecrackers Sip:

Fireworks at the Lake by Berengaria Brown
Coming Next Week from Prizm Books...
Necromancy and You by Missouri Dalton

On Sale This Week

This week we have books by Michael Barnette and AR Moler on sale for 20% off.

Check them out!

Monday, June 24, 2013

Author Extra: Truth and Roses by Veronica Sloane

Truth and Roses by Veronica Sloane

High in the trees of a dense forest rests a bower made of roses. It stands
as delicate fortress around the Prince, a magician and ruler of the
surrounding kingdom. Given the choice, he would stay there forever, but the
world outside makes its demands in the form of a dragon and a persistent
amnesiac young man, whose only desire is to serve his Prince.

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Author Extra:

They tell a lot of stories about the Prince. Some of them are even true. For
instance, there was a summer that grew so hot that the earth split wide open
and let out a single demon’s breath. The sparks from that exhalation caught
on the dry fields and the fires raged throughout the kingdom. Birds flew
from all directions to the rose bower, filled with sorrowful news. 

“You must do something.” Blood wound one of the Prince’s dark curls around
his finger. 

“I know it.” 

The Prince journeyed deep into the woods and there he found a tiny trickle
that had once been a great river. He opened his thin lips and drank down
every last drop. 

“Come.” He told Blood. “We have a long journey ahead.” 

The Prince and Blood traveled to the South. The Prince walked barefoot and
with each step, left behind a footprint filled with water. The demon’s fire
could not cross those moist steps, fizzling with each touch. 

When they reached the south, they did not rest. The Prince went West, then
East. Green followed him, springing up before his toes had lifted from the
ground. When he reached a particularly virulent fire, he would spit and the
steam would rise up in a wall. 

At last they turned North. The Prince grew tired, leaning heavily on Blood
as they walked. The water poured on from the bottoms of his feet, but they
dragged and instead of small lakes, it became a great river. 

“Come now.” Blood whispered in his ear when the last of the fire had been
smothered. “I’ll carry you home.” 

The Prince insisted on walking a few more steps, barely moving now. There
lay the mouth of the river, treacherous and slippery. Blood would tolerate
no more and plucked the Prince from the ground. 

They say that was how the South came to be filled with lakes and the North
the birthing place of the kingdom’s most powerful river. 

Meme Monday: Embarrassing Moments

The most embarrassing thing someone has ever said or done to you is...?

New This Week

Coming on Wednesday:

Don't Fret the Timing by AR Moler (Novella, non-LGBT)
Pearls Like Rain by Michael Barnette (Birthstone Novella, M/M)
The Celestine Room by Jared Rackler (Short Story, M/M)
The Strings of the Violin by Alisse Lee Goldenberg (Prizm Novel)


Sunday, June 23, 2013

Summer Sale!

Summer is officially here and we're having a sale! We're offering you 20% off your purchases to celebrate the beginning of summer. Just put 'summer2013' in the coupon code box any time you check out at Torquere Books before midnight on Tuesday to get 20% off your order.

Sale good now through Tuesday June 25 at Midnight est.

Start stocking up for your summer reading with some books from Torquere Press today!

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Saturday, June 22, 2013

Author Extra: Human Aspect by Elizabeth L. Brooks

Human Aspect by Elizabeth L. Brooks

Non GLBT

Dauch has never doubted his clan's wisdom: Humans are fit only as prey and
slaves to the shapechanging lochmari. Nor has he ever doubted his place in
his clan: As the Warleader's son and heir, his only true rival is his
despised cousin, Afel. But when, on the very cusp of manhood, he spies human
lovers in the lochmari forest, he is suddenly faced with questions he had
never thought to ask -- and a dangerous new infatuation. Dauch hopes to find
a way to embarrass his rival and gain the woman he wants, but his anger and
obsession will only pave the path to his doom unless he can learn something
no lochmar has ever known before: how to love.

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Author Extra:

I love the idea of watching the world through the eyes of a "bad guy". I
love diving into their heads and figuring out what makes them tick.

Are they seeking revenge? Wounded and simply lashing out indiscriminately?
Do they have a mental disorder such as sociopathy or psychopathy that makes
them incapable of empathy for their victims?

Or maybe it's a matter of culture.

In "Human Aspect", the lochmari are indisputably the bad guys of the world.
These warrior shapeshifters raid human villages, stealing supplies and
taking prisoners for slaves, and they have absolutely no remorse about it.
To the lochmari, humans are merely another species of animal. Not only that,
but the very survival of the lochmari depends on those slaves they take.

My main character, Dauch, is a product of this culture. He's a warrior's
warrior, highly competent, indifferent to pain, (mostly) obedient to the
chain of command, contemptuous of those who don't share his values. By all
rights, he should be thoroughly unlikeable as a character...

And here's another question I love to explore, when I'm writing: how do you
reform a bad guy? How do you make an unlikeable character sympathetic to the
reader so that they forgive him for his failures? How do you make him
overcome those failures and strive to become a better person?

Sometimes, all it takes is love -- and sometimes, it takes the crushing
weight of a curse. 

Abandon Ship!

Back in September 2012, I was asked to round up a bunch of Steampunk authors to take part in a new event. Based aboard Nelson's oldest ship (a frigate by the name of HMS Trincomalee), I jumped at the chance. There's nothing quite like running around a ship while dressed in Victorian clothing!

Last weekend saw the culmination of several long months of plotting and emailing. The authors were given the highest honour and situated in the captain's cabin, with instructions to generally cause as much mischief as possible.

Fire!


Which we did. In spectacular style. Among our ranks were famed graphic novelist Bryan Talbot, one of the brain's behind the UK's largest Steampunk event Warden Arkwright, and the Hardy's who've created a wonderful table top game designed to be played in a tea shop. Oh, and I was there as well!



We wandered the ship telling stories, giving talks in the cabin, and inviting people to listen in on the process of how an idea is born. Several new ideas and characters were created over tea and cake. I spent a bit of time speaking about homosexuality in the 19th Century and how, despite legal aspects, attitudes in some circles were far more liberal than they are now. One of my worries has always been that the Steampunk community wouldn't accept books with primarily gay characters, except I've found them to be quite the contrary. It's refreshing to meet people who are so accepting of a subject and so willing to give something which they may consider uncharted territory a go.

With the ultra talented artist Ember. She created the gorgeous artwork we saw throughout the day.


And, on that note, I'd better get back to work as there's mutterings about wanting another book. Ah, there's no rest for the wicked!

Hopefully, the event will be running again next year. If it is, I'll be back. You can find more photos and information on the day at:

Tiffin on the Trinc

~~~

Mars on the Rise (Veetu Industries #1) and Selling Mars (Veetu Industries #2) are now available through Torquere Press and all good retailers.
Book 3 will make an appearance once Rae has had another cup of tea. Or several.
You can find Rae's corner of the web at www.raegee.co.uk. There's free fiction and plenty of ramblings. Sometimes something interesting even happens!

Friday, June 21, 2013

Author Extra: Renew, a Hammer story by Sean Michael

Renew: A Hammer story by Sean Michael

Sharing your problems with your master always makes things better, but it's
a lesson every sub needs to relearn now and then. Jim, Montana and Jeremy
are no different and a get together at the Hammer has them reminiscing about
how Marcus, Billy and Simon have helped to make everything better, once they
were in the loop about their subs' problems.

Join these three popular Hammer couples as they celebrate their lives
together.

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Author Extra:

This story was supposed to be just a bit of fun -- my aim was a July 4 short
story with the three couples attending a party at the Hammer club. The men
in question, however, had an entirely different idea and before I knew it, I
had a longer than planned story written, complete with all three couples
having a chance to revisit a bad time for each of the subs when they should
have gone to their masters right away and three celebrations of life.

Sometimes I just have to hang on for the ride :)

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Fathers deserve an HEA too


“Fire and Light”: Blurb
Hugh’s six year old son, Orion, has just recently come to live with him. He has taken vacation time over the summer break to be with the boy and teach him to swim before he goes to summer camp. Orion and Hugh meet Quigley and a deep friendship develops. For two weeks they spend time together at the swimming pool and the park, getting to know each other.
Quigley and Hugh are intensely attracted to each other, but Orion has already been rejected by his mother. Hugh can’t possibly let the child be less than his top priority now. Is their romance doomed?

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BRAND NEW PG13 EXCERPT

Quigley was excited that Hugh and Orion had agreed to his invitation to the restaurant. He'd thought long and hard about how to move their relationship to the next level. Although he loved his job, going back to work would put a real blockage in his romance plans. He was incredibly attracted to Hugh, and Orion was a great kid, smart and bold, yet polite. But it was Hugh he so desperately wanted to know on a deeper level. They'd talked and laughed and had fun together nine times over two weeks, so surely that was long enough before they had a real date.
Of course, what he wanted was to be in bed with Hugh, to have Hugh pounding into his ass, sucking his cock. To lick and suck every inch of Hugh's delicious body, from his reddish hair, down his muscled chest, to his long toes. Hugh had made no secret of the fact that he was bisexual. He seemed to be equally attracted to Quigley and, hopefully, would be ready to move to the next stage. Quigley just wasn't quite sure how sex would work with the boy present. Screaming orgasms wouldn't be possible. Hell, people with kids, even single parents, had sex all the time, so there had to be a way around the problem.
Just thinking about Hugh's delightfully sculpted muscles, his strong thighs, sinewy calves, broad shoulders, and berry-brown nipples gave him the hard-on from hell. Quigley just knew Hugh's cock would be perfect. Several times as they'd been talking, he'd noticed Hugh's cock growing inside those red board shorts. It looked to be a most impressive package, and Quigley longed to suck every inch of it down his throat, to play with Hugh's balls, to slide a finger deep into Hugh's ass and watch his come spurt over them both, then to lick it all up.
Even if they didn't get as far as fucking, Quigley was determined to kiss Hugh, to sink his tongue into the other man's mouth, to taste and tease that warm cavern, and to nibble Hugh's earlobes.
Quigley wondered if Hugh realized just how sexy his earlobes were. His ears were perfectly shaped, a delicate pink, and begging to have a tongue thrust inside and teeth nibbling the edges.
Right now, the big question was what to wear. He'd heard how carefully Orion chose his clothes and wanted to do justice to this first date with Hugh and the child. A button-down shirt? Dress pants and dress shoes? Or loafers? Hmm.
He finally decided on navy dress pants, black dress shoes, and a pale blue, button-down shirt left open at the neck with the cuffs rolled up. When he arrived at the Japanese steakhouse, he was relieved to see Hugh had chosen cargo pants, not jeans, and that Orion looked very smart in long brown shorts and a tan shirt that complemented his flame-red hair.
But Quigley's gaze kept returning to Hugh, who looked absolutely luscious in those beige pants and cream shirt. Good enough to eat and so delicious Quigley's cock was standing up and begging to be touched, his ass clenching with the need to be filled, his heart pounding with the hope that he would have the chance to tell Hugh of his desire to make love. Yeah, make love. He didn't just want to have sex with this man, he wanted them to make love together.
Orion was entranced by the display the chef put on. The man was a performer as much as a chef. He flipped and caught foods with his spatula, chopped mounds of vegetables with strokes so fast the human eye could scarcely follow his movements. Next, he arranged onion rings into a fire-shooting volcano. He concluded by flipping a shrimp through the air to land in the center of Orion's plate on top of a pile of noodles.
With their beef, onions, and noodles, they had cabbage, zucchini, bean sprouts, and garlic chips. They all ate every mouthful, and it was superb, but not half as superb as the delectable man sitting opposite him at the table. I'll die if we don't go to bed together tonight. I can't wait another day!
Fortunately, by the looks Hugh was shooting him, Hugh's mind was running along the same pathway as his.

Berengaria Brown
http://berengariasblog.blogspot.com/
http://berengariabrown.com/

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Renew, a Hammer story by Sean MIchael

It's out! My new Hammer Club story is now available.

Check out the awesome cover:



Sharing your problems with your master always makes things better, but it's a lesson every sub needs to relearn now and then. Jim, Montana and Jeremy are no different and a get together at the Hammer has them reminiscing about how Marcus, Billy and Simon have helped to make everything better, once they were in the loop about their subs' problems.

Join these three popular Hammer couples as they celebrate their lives together.

You can buy it here.

There's an excerpt here.

There's a less than safe excerpt here.

And here's a contest: just let me know which of my Hammer books has your favorite cover and I'll randomly draw a winner from the commenters. Prize is a $10 Torquere gift certificate. I'll let the contest run until after noon on Thursday so that folks from any time zone can play.

Sean Michael
smut fixes everything
www.seanmichaelwrites.com

New Release Day


Fire and Light
Edited by: Berengaria Brown
57 pages / 15700 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-488-4
$3.99
Buy Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=96&products_id=3928
Blurb:
Hugh’s six year old son, Orion, has just recently come to live with him. He has taken vacation time over the summer break to be with the boy and teach him to swim before he goes to summer camp. Orion and Hugh meet Quigley and a deep friendship develops.  For two weeks they spend time together at the swimming pool and the park, getting to know each other.
Quigley and Hugh are intensely attracted to each other, but Orion has already been rejected by his mother. Hugh can’t possibly let the child be less than his top priority now. Is their romance doomed?

Renew, a Hammer story
By: Sean Michael
64 pages / 16300 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-492-1
$3.99
Buy Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=96&products_id=3927
Blurb:
Sharing your problems with your master always makes things better, but it's a lesson every sub needs to relearn now and then. Jim, Montana and Jeremy are no different and a get together at the Hammer has them reminiscing about how Marcus, Billy and Simon have helped to make everything better, once they were in the loop about their subs' problems.
Join these three popular Hammer couples as they celebrate their lives together.
Sips:

Truth and Roses
By: Veronica Sloane
23 pages / 6400 words
$2.49
Buy Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=96&products_id=3926
Blurb:
High in the trees of a dense forest rests a bower made of roses. It stands as delicate fortress around the Prince, a magician and ruler of the surrounding kingdom. Given the choice, he would stay there forever, but the world outside makes its demands in the form of a dragon and a persistent amnesiac young man, whose only desire is to serve his Prince.

Email From an Ex
By: Richard Natale
22 pages / 6100 words
$2.49
Buy Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=96&products_id=3925
Blurb:
We all dream about getting that phone call or e-mail from someone we used to love, apologizing for their bad behavior.  A soured affair with his college boyfriend, Elgin, set Theo on the path to promiscuity, and he’s only recently yearned to settle down – with Jack, his boyfriend of two years.  But Jack recently asked for a break, and while Theo is worrying about what this means, he gets a three-page correspondence from Elgin. How will Theo respond to Elgin's approach, and what will it mean for his relationship with Jack?
New This Week from Prizm Books...

Human Aspect
By: Elizabeth L. Brooks
44 pages / 11800 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-497-7
$2.49
Buy Link: http://www.prizmbooks.com/zencart/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=2_27&products_id=66
Blurb:
Dauch has never doubted his clan's wisdom: Humans are fit only as prey and slaves to the shapechanging lochmari. Nor has he ever doubted his place in his clan: As the Warleader's son and heir, his only true rival is his despised cousin, Afel. But when, on the very cusp of manhood, he spies human lovers in the lochmari forest, he is suddenly faced with questions he had never thought to ask -- and a dangerous new infatuation. Dauch hopes to find a way to embarrass his rival and gain the woman he wants, but his anger and obsession will only pave the path to his doom unless he can learn something no lochmar has ever known before: how to love.
Coming Next Week...
Pearls Like Rain by Michael Barnette

Don't Fret the Timing by AR Moler

Sip:

The Celestine Room by Jared Rackler
Coming Next Week from Prizm Books...
The Strings of the Violin by Alisse Lee Goldenberg

On Sale This Week

This week we have books by Berengaria Brown, Sean Michael, Richard Natale and Veronica Sloane on sale at 20% off!

Check them out.

Monday, June 17, 2013

Meme Monday: Celebrity Weekend Getaway

What celebrity would you want to take away for a weekend?

New This Week

Coming on Wednesday:

Email from an Ex by Richard Natale (Short Story, M/M)
Fire and Light by Berengaria Brown (Novella, M/M)
Human Aspect by Elizabeth L. Brooks (Prizm Novella)
Renew, a Hammer story by Sean Michael (Novella, M/M)
Truth and Rose by Veronica Sloane (Short Story, M/M)

A hot female pianist... Muse for my upcoming tale, Ginny's Lesson

She is gorgeous, petite and headstrong. Her interpretation of Scriabin is unique and mesmerising. She is a left-handed concert pianist.

We are both quite naughty in our own ways. One night, over a bottle of red wine, she just stated, "I want to try having sex with a girl."

I gulped. I was not sure if she meant it as a concept, or as an invitation for me to kiss her.

She sat closer, caressed my face lightly with her strong fingers, and asked, "Would you let me see you naked?"

Ok. That was definitely an invitation.

It was beautiful. She had a dominating trait that showed when she relaxed enough to reveal her sexual personality. When she finger-fucked me (it was refreshing having someone use her naturally stronger left hand to pump into me...) a glint of possessive desire took over her lustful brown eyes: she took me relentlessly, I submitted willingly, revelling in every second.

That was an especially good first-time, I thought.

Her dominating nature stayed in my mind long after. It was a constant turn-on for me. It translated its power into a short story titled, "Ginny's Lesson" that was just accepted here at Torquere Press. Don't have a publication date yet, but it will be out as a Tales of Leather Sip. I'm very excited about it! :D

My pianist-inspired heroine, Ginny transforms a night into an unexpected domination of her best friend, Melissa. Some light BDSM elements are involved. I enjoyed writing it immensely.

Watch out for the release date of Ginny's Lesson!

My other publication at Torquere Press:

Under His Wings - when a girl refuses to be the hidden lover anymore...

Raspberry Truffle - an unexpected guest at a chocolate-themed sex party...

Anna Bayes

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Sunday, June 16, 2013

Father's Day Sale

It's Father's Day and we're having a sale! We're offering you 20% off your purchases, because Dads like our books too. Just put 'dad2013' in the coupon code box any time you check out at Torquere Books before midnight tonight to get 20% off your order.

Sale good now through Midnight est (June 16.)

Treat yourself or your favorite father to a book from Torquere Press, today!

Discount codes are provided as a courtesy to our customers. Torquere Press Inc. cannot be responsible for discounting purchases made before coupons/sales are announced, and cannot issue discounts to customers who fail to use the coupon or discount code during the purchase process.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Father's Day Sale

Father's Day is coming up and we're having a sale! We're offering you 20% off your purchases, because Dads like our books too. Just put 'dad2013' in the coupon code box any time you check out at Torquere Books before Sunday at midnight to get 20% off your order.

Sale good now through Sunday June 16 at Midnight (est).

Treat yourself or your favorite father to a book from Torquere Press, today!


Discount codes are provided as a courtesy to our customers. Torquere Press Inc. cannot be responsible for discounting purchases made before coupons/sales are announced, and cannot issue discounts to customers who fail to use the coupon or discount code during the purchase process.

Author Extra: Something Worth Fighting For by Mara Ismine

Something Worth Fighting For by Mara Ismine

Johnny and Charlie, from "Jobless in January: Johnny Smith", have enjoyed a
casual relationship for nearly a year, meeting up once or twice a month. The
trip to Dorset should have been a fun reunion after six weeks apart and it
shouldn't have had Charlie walking out on the first morning. Johnny is left
at a guest house with more questions than answers and no Charlie to answer
them.

Johnny has to decide if he wants to fight for their casual relationship, and
the hope that it might lead to something more, or just crawl away and lick
his wounds. Is Charlie worth fighting for even if Johnny knew where to find
him?

buy link:
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_91&products_id=3922

Author Extra:

“Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do!” Joe sang loudly and off key.

Charlie’s hands clenched on the steering wheel and I was sure I heard it
creak in protest. I wondered how often the RAC got called out to fix broken
steering wheels. It was my car and my RAC membership so it would be me
trying to explain how my steering wheel got broken.

“It was my brother’s singing that did it. He can’t carry a tune in a bucket
and Charlie was driving at the time. You can see that Charlie is pretty big,
can’t you? Well, he didn’t appreciate Joe’s singing and the steering wheel
just sort of fell apart…” Yeah. That would be easy.

Joe was warbling about ‘a bicycle built for two’ and Charlie’s cheek was
beginning to twitch. I was just glad that Joe wasn’t singing his favourite
‘Johnny remember meee’ that he usually trotted out for my benefit, one of
the few times when I was tempted to demand to be called John.

“Dave?” I turned in my seat, as much as the seatbelt would allow. “Can you
shut him up, please?”

“Sure. You want to turn back? You don’t want to see how I’m going to keep
him quiet.” Dave grinned at me and I hastily turned to face front again. If
Dave said I didn’t want to see then I was more than willing to believe him.

Charlie's eyes flicked to the rear view mirror at the sudden silence from
the back. I kept my gaze on the road as Charlie looked my way and chuckled.

“You really should have got past that by now,” he said. “You are blushing
and you haven’t even looked to see what they are doing.”

“Hopefully they are just kissing,” I muttered. “I don’t want stains on the
upholstery.”

“You didn’t seem bothered about the upholstery the other night…”

“Shut up!” I hoped that we’d get there soon. I wanted out of the car. I
needed a bit of space from my family and boyfriend. Spending one of my
'weekday-weekends' at Anwell-by-Sea so I could see a bit of Joe and Dave
(and a lot of Charlie) had seemed like a good idea at the time.

A couple of hours of mountain biking through the forest made me feel a lot
better. Joe didn’t have the energy left to sing; Dave was mud spattered and
grinning; and even Charlie looked happy. 

We handed our bikes back in to the hire shop and made our way to the café.
Dave had suggested eating there, but I wasn’t sure if he was checking out
the food professionally or if he was just hungry. I elbowed Joe in the ribs
when he spent too long staring at the sandwiches he wasn’t going to buy.

“I just wondered how good those bags were.” Joe gave me a wounded look. “I
want the best I can get and you can’t judge them until you see them in use.”

“Day off, remember?” Dave spoke up from the other side of him.

“Tell me that when you’re checking out the meals in a minute,” Joe muttered.

“You going to get the kids anything from the gift shop?” Charlie asked me,
talking over Dave and Joe’s bickering.

“My life won’t be worth living if I don’t. I’m in enough trouble coming here
without them as it is.” I laughed and shuffled forward in the queue.

“You could bring them here, it’s not that bad a journey.”

“I might. Would you be willing to help me ride herd on them?”

“Sure. If you want me along…”

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want you to.” I turned my head to glare
up at Charlie. I had thought for a long time that he didn’t want to spend
time with my kids, which had hurt because they are good kids. Recently I had
found out that he didn’t think I’d want him around them, which was totally
stupid. It was going to take me a while to convince Charlie of that though.

“Dave? Why have you got a purple ballet slipper hair tie?” I stared at the
tip of Dave’s braided hair. Joe had pushed past him and left Dave where I
could see the now rather messy braid.

“Your daughter kindly gave it to me,” Dave said, his ears getting a bit red.

“After one ballet slipper broke,” Joe added, grinning at me over Dave’s
shoulder.

“Lynn is generous like that,” I replied trying to keep a straight face.

“It didn’t fall off in the forest then?” Charlie loomed behind me to check.

“No. It is very good quality elastic.” Dave almost didn’t sound
disappointed.

“You could just lie and say you lost it here.” I bit the inside of my cheek
to stop myself laughing.

“That would be dishonest.” Dave sniffed.

The queue shuffled forward again and Joe got to give his order. I turned my
attention to the menu. I had done enough exercise today to treat myself
without Charlie complaining, I hoped.

We shuffled along collecting food and drink. Charlie didn’t object to my
sausage and mash; he even put a slice of banana cake on my tray. I paid for
my selections and looked around for Joe and Dave. 

They had found a table for four near the window. I made my way over to them
and sat next to Joe, Charlie following a few seconds behind me.

“What’s that?” Joe demanded pointing his knife at Charlie’s plate.

“It’s a Hollywood burger.” Charlie glared across the table at Joe.

“He’s going senile,” I told Dave. “All those years at Burger Excellence and
now he can’t even recognise a burger.”

“I can recognise a burger!” Joe snapped. “It’s just what Mr
Health-and-Fitness there is doing with a burger that confused me.”

“How is a Hollywood burger different to a normal burger?” Dave asked
Charlie, ignoring Joe.

“It’s got coleslaw?” Charlie lifted the top of the bun to check the
contents. “And red lettuce?”

“And chips.” I pointed out, not that I intended saying more than that about
Charlie’s less than healthy choices when I had banana cake.

The rest of the meal passed in bickering or bantering, depending on your
point of view. The food wasn’t bad and my banana cake was pretty good. I
dabbed up all the crumbs with one finger as I didn’t know when I’d get
another treat like it. I’d worked hard to lose weight and get fit; I wasn’t
going to let banana cake seduce me from my goal now.

“Do you have to do that?” Charlie muttered.

“What?” I said a bit indistinctly as I sucked the crumbs off my finger.

“That!” Charlie’s eyes had that dark predatory look I’d come to know and
appreciate.

“Oh.” I took my finger out of my mouth and quickly wiped it on my shorts. I
could feel my face heating in a blush just from the thoughts that Charlie
put in my head with that look on his face.

“Did you say you wanted to look around the gift shop?” Dave came to my
rescue. 

“Yes. Got to get something for the kids,” I mumbled, hoping my blush would
fade by the time I got out of the café.

“They’ve got antfarms!” Joe dragged me across the shop to see. “I bet Andrew
would love to have his own antfarm,” Joe continued happily.

“I don’t think Lynn would be impressed.” I reluctantly pulled myself free
and moved away from the antfarms that Andrew really would enjoy, but his
mother and sister wouldn’t. Susan and I had an armed truce at the moment, I
didn’t want to risk losing it over a few ants.

I got to drive home with Charlie sprawled in the passenger seat. My hand
brushed his thigh every time I changed gear. It was safe to look in the rear
view mirror because Joe had fallen asleep and was drooling on Dave’s
shoulder. Charlie was wide awake and giving me those looks as I drove. His
spandex bike shorts didn’t do much to disguise what he was thinking.

It was difficult sticking to the speed limits all the way home.

[This was a prompt fic from the Torquere Social LJ posted on 26th April
2010. Thanks to TC Blue for the prompts.]