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Out Now – “The Working Elf Blues”

The Working Elf Blues is live all over! If you’re looking for a sweet contemporary, holiday tale with magical elements, check it out. 🙂

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Garnet Evergreen has never heard of an elf abandoning the North Pole for a human, but he yearns to be the first. Ever since he saw Wes, the boy with sorrowful eyes, Garnet felt an undeniable kinship. Over the years, he’s watched that boy grow into a man, and now he’s determined to give Wes a Christmas he’ll never forget. If only Garnet had thought to test his father’s sleigh before leaving…

Orphaned as a child, Wes spends every Christmas alone at his cabin. When he’s woken by a suspicious boom and finds a wrecked sleigh and an unconscious elf, he doesn’t know how to react. Wes isn’t fanciful. He doesn’t give much credence to the stories about Santa Claus and flying reindeer. But a part of him wants desperately to believe when Garnet promises forever, even if life has taught him that no one ever stays…

  • Pairing: Fantasy Gay
  • Word count: 13,500
  • Content: Contains no explicit content.


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Giveaway Time – Socks, ebooks, & elves, oh my!

It’s almost here! The Working Elf Blues goes live in 3 days. 😀 How about a little giveaway to celebrate? 

Up for grabs is a copy of the ebook (or, if you so happened to have ordered TWEB already, any ebook from my backlist) and a pair of these adorable elf socks!

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Here are the deets about the socks from the website:

Charcoal crew length women’s sock with elves preparing gifts, decorating a Christmas tree, and trying to untangle Christmas lights!

Fits a women’s shoe 5-10. (And I’m sure men could wear them too. :))

To enter, simply comment on this post and tell me what your favorite holiday book is — or if you don’t read holiday stories, tell me the title of the last great book you read. (Be sure to list your email address in the appropriate box when commenting so I have a way to reach you!)

Closes: Sun, 12/21/14 @ 11PM CST


For extra entries, you can do any or all of the following:

-Spread the word about this contest (tweet, reblog, put it on Facebook, put it on Tumblr). Just leave a link to said post about it in your comment.

-Like my official Facebook author page (But be sure I know what name you “liked” it under.)

-Follow me on Twitter and/or add me as a favorite on Goodreads.


Disclaimer: This contest is open to adults age 18 and up. Your comment confirms that you are of legal age. Contest open worldwide. 

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Garnet Evergreen has never heard of an elf abandoning the North Pole for a human, but he yearns to be the first. Ever since he saw Wes, the boy with sorrowful eyes, Garnet felt an undeniable kinship. Over the years, he’s watched that boy grow into a man, and now he’s determined to give Wes a Christmas he’ll never forget. If only Garnet had thought to test his father’s sleigh before leaving… 

Orphaned as a child, Wes spends every Christmas alone at his cabin. When he’s woken by a suspicious boom and finds a wrecked sleigh and an unconscious elf, he doesn’t know how to react. Wes isn’t fanciful. He doesn’t give much credence to the stories about Santa Claus and flying reindeer. But a part of him wants desperately to believe when Garnet promises forever, even if life has taught him that no one ever stays…

Can’t wait? Buy The Working Elf Blues now at the links below! How can you resist a cute, freckled, ginger elf? ;D

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Did you miss my last Christmas story, Zombie Wonderland? If so, check it out! 


Nothing says Christmas like droves of the undead…

All Emery wants for Christmas is someone to share it with. It looks like he might finally be getting his wish in Ross, the sexy customer he’s been crushing on for months. But neither of them counted on the zombies, or on being caught in the worst blizzard in half a century. Even with a plan for contending with the zombie hordes, surviving will take a miracle.

It’s not exactly how Emery dreamed of spending Christmas with Ross, but he can’t think of a better way to spend a zombie apocalypse.

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“All I Want” – A “Hook, Line, & Sinker” Holiday Ficlet (NSFW)

For Chris Sweeso…


All I Want – A Hook, Line, & Sinker Holiday Ficlet (NSFW)

“Hey, Cas, you want me to bring up this last box? It says ‘Xmas’ on it.”

Cas peered around the living room. He counted three cardboard boxes, which was all he thought he had, but he hadn’t decorated for Christmas in a few years. He must’ve missed one. “Yes, please,” he called down to the basement.

Moments later, Blake appeared at the top of the steps with a box in his arms. There was a cobweb in his short, light brown curls, and as Cas stepped closer to brush it away, he thought he really should do a good cleanup down there one of these days. It looked a little like a scene out of Arachnophobia, which was probably why he’d subconsciously avoided doing it. Maybe that was a job for his big, grouchy boyfriend. One scowl would send those spiders running. He grinned as he imagined the mass exodus.

“What are you smiling about?” Blake asked with lifted brows.

Cas took the box from him. “Nothing,” he said, grin broadening. He turned to saunter away but didn’t get more than a step before Blake swatted his ass hard.

“Brat.” Blake kneaded the abused cheek through the worn denim of Cas’s jeans and pressed a kiss to the side of his neck, the scrape of his stubble causing a shiver.

Cas tipped his head sideways and leaned back into him. “Mmm.”

Another soft kiss and Blake stepped away. “Want some more coffee before we start?”

“No, I’m good, thanks.”

“All right.”

As Blake went into the kitchen, Cas set the box down with the rest of his decorations and tuned the radio on his iPod dock to one of the local stations playing Christmas carols. He’d just started untangling a string of lights for the fresh pine tree they’d bought the night before when Blake joined him with a steaming mug of coffee.

Blake set his cup on the table in front of the couch. “Need help with that?”

Cas shook his head. “Why don’t you check the ornaments? We might have to go shopping if any of them got broken during the move. I don’t have much.”

Blake nodded and opened one of the other boxes. Cas watched him surreptitiously as he worked on his own task. He couldn’t get over the surrealism of sitting there with his old childhood frenemy as they prepared to trim their first Christmas tree together. He would’ve laughed himself stupid if someone had suggested he’d be here with Blake even six months ago.

Yet here they were. And the tree was theirs. This might only be his house officially—for now—and Blake still had his apartment in the city, but they hadn’t spent a single night apart since Cas returned from Colorado three weeks ago. If Cas had his way, there’d be very few nights in the future that they didn’t spend together.

“Let It Snow” came on the radio, and Blake glanced up, catching Cas’s gaze.

He smiled slightly. Not his typical, arrogant smirk. Not that knowing grin he wore when they were in bed and he was driving Cas crazy. Just a small, genuine smile that made him look boyish and happy, as if he couldn’t imagine being anywhere else but right here, right now, in Cas’s small living room, looking through Christmas ornaments and listening to Dean Martin croon on the radio.

“What is it?” he asked when Cas just stared.

“I love you.”

Blake’s smile widened. “I love you, too.”

Cas shook his head, which made Blake’s brow furrow. He dropped the lights and knee-walked to where Blake sat watching him in puzzlement. He set his hands on Blake’s shoulders. “I love you. It’s never been like this before. It’ll never be like this with anyone else but you.”

Blake gripped his waist and pulled him in until Cas was straddling his lap. His head tipped back as he looked up at Cas, his confused expression fading into something tender. “I feel the same way, Cas. You know I do.”

Cas kissed him, trailing his tongue along the inside of Blake’s lower lip. He tasted strongly of sugar and coffee, and Cas moaned, wanting to get to the familiar flavor beneath. He got his wish as their tongues entwined, the kisses deepening until urgency overshadowed his soppiness from a few minutes before. The Christmas decorations were forgotten as Blake pushed him back onto the floor, then covered Cas’s body with his own.

Blake’s hand found the hem of his oversized sweatshirt and pushed the material up, his fingers skimming the skin of Cas’s belly. He kept going until Cas’s arms were over his head with the sweatshirt bunched around his wrists.

“Stay just like that,” Blake ordered.

Cas nodded, already feeling lust-drunk. Blake unzipped his jeans, and Cas lifted his hips to help as Blake tugged the denim down and off. Cas was naked underneath. The jeans had been worn to a comfortable softness by time and countless washings and he enjoyed the feel of them against his bare ass and cock.

Speaking of his cock, it hardened even further, the skin stretching tight, when Blake lowered his head and simply breathed near the tip, the flow of air making Cas tremble as it cooled his precum.

Cas’s ass left the floor as he strained toward Blake’s mouth, but Blake kept just out of reach until Cas got the hint and stopped moving. Only then did Blake take one of Cas’s balls into his mouth. He sucked hard and released it with a crude pop. Cas shuddered when Blake repeated the action on the other side, then trailed his tongue up to Cas’s tip, where he teased the precum from his slit with slow licks.

Cas wanted to tug his hands free of the sweatshirt, grab Blake’s head, and force him to take the entire length of his cock. Nothing physical prevented him from doing so, but of course he didn’t move. He wouldn’t disobey Blake, because he wanted to follow Blake’s orders. Because allowing Blake to control him was part of the thrill. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t ask for what he wanted.

“Suck me.”

Blake instantly withdrew his tongue. “Naughty boy. You didn’t say please.” He toyed with Cas’s balls before dragging his thumb down Cas’s taint to the edge of his hole.

Cas bore down, wanting the tip of Blake’s thumb inside. He didn’t care if it was dry. Sometimes he enjoyed the burn. “Please.”

Blake teased his rim and pressed just hard enough that the muscle started to give. But still he didn’t push in.

Please,” Cas repeated.

Blake pressed harder and dipped down to give Cas’s cockhead a quick, light suck. He followed it up by rubbing his scruffy chin against the underside, making Cas hiss. “Please what?” he asked.

Cas groaned. “Suck my cock and finger-fuck me.”

Blake gave his cock a playful lick and blew a stream of air across the damp skin. “Well, it is the holiday season. I might be convinced.” He licked again. “Are you going to be a good boy until Christmas?”

Cas’s hips jerked helplessly. “Yeah. So good. I’m gonna be so good for you.”

“That’s right,” Blake said. “You will be.” And, finally, he sucked Cas into his mouth, taking in most of the length on a downward glide that made Cas’s eyes cross and his stomach muscles jump.

Cas slammed his eyelids shut and arched his back as the tip of Blake’s thumb breached him, dry like he craved it. It burned, but only slightly. The muscles were still a little loose from their rough fuck the night before.

Once Blake started, he didn’t torment Cas more than necessary. He sucked him—deep, wet, sloppy. Cas felt spit dripping down onto his balls, and seconds later, Blake withdrew his thumb and dragged his fingers through the moisture before sliding them both into Cas in one firm thrust.

Cas’s sharp cry echoed through the room, and when Blake found his prostate, his legs shook. Blake toyed with it, rubbing, tapping, circling the edges. At the same time, he sucked hard on an upward stroke, his lips catching on Cas’s ridge as he pulled all the way off.

That was all it took. Eyes squeezed shut, Cas bowed his back and came.

When he returned to himself, it was to find Blake with cum dripping off his chin. Cas’s cock gave up one last spurt at the sight, this one just shy of painful. Holy fuck.

He sat up and dragged Blake close. Between kisses, he cleaned the cum from Blake’s skin, moaning, reveling in the rasp of Blake’s stubble beneath his tongue. “Now you,” he breathed against Blake’s mouth.

“No need.”

Cas pulled back to look at him. “What?”

Blake grinned sheepishly. “I already came.”


Blake grabbed his hand and slid it beneath the waistbands of his sweatpants and boxers. Cas’s fingers encountered cooling stickiness. “That little noise you make when you come,” Blake whispered. “It sounds almost like you’re in pain, like you can’t breathe. Drives me insane every time.”

Cas withdrew his hand and sucked the evidence of Blake’s orgasm from his fingertips. The taste made him shiver in the best possible way. “Fuck, that’s hot. I love the thought of you coming while you blow me.”

Blake nipped at his lower lip. “Well, good, ’cause I’m sure it’ll happen again.”

Cas laughed breathlessly. “I need another shower.”

Blake stood and reached down to give him a hand up. “Let’s go take one, then. The tree awaits.”

Cas let Blake pull him to his feet. As they walked to the bathroom, he became aware of the radio again. Mariah Carey’s voice belted out something about there being only one thing she needed for Christmas. Cas understood the feeling. There was only one thing he needed or wanted for Christmas—and luckily, he already had it right here.


Want more of Cas and Blake? Don’t miss their story in Hook, Line, & Sinker. 

Buy it now from: Dreamspinner | Amazon | ARe | B&N.

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When they were teens, Castor McCormick was the bane of Blake Kowalski’s existence. Their mutual animosity led to summers filled with rivalry. Now, nearly two decades later, Cas is moving back into the neighborhood to live in his grandmother’s old house. Blake tells himself he isn’t interested in seeing how snarky little Cas grew up, but when his mother dupes him into visiting his former nemesis, he finds out “pretty” can evolve into “sexy as hell” on the right man.

Cas didn’t think he wanted to see Blake again. No one has ever pushed his buttons like the arrogant boy he remembers from their youth. Turns out, the adult version of Blake still gets him hot under the collar—and everywhere else. With Blake on leave from work to nurse an injured leg and Cas taking time to move and unpack, they form a tentative friendship that turns into a sexual affair neither man can deny. But when Cas’s job sends him out of state to deal with a difficult client, their new relationship will be tested, and if they fail, Blake’s broken leg might not be the only thing to end up scarred.

’Tis the Season…

ben-cohen-christmas-naughty-nice-shirtless-muscle-sexy-gay-santa-hat-package-furry-hairy, smooth-man-guy-twink-merry-presents-stand-up-04It’s that time of the year! The holidays are fast approaching. Some people love this season, some people hate it. One thing I’ve always enjoyed is the sudden influx of holiday-themed stories. So, today I’ve decided to talk about some of my fave holiday stories and some of the offerings I’ve enjoyed most this season (so far). If you have favorites, feel free to share them in the comments. Or tell me which new or upcoming story you’re excited to read this year! 😀

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Now, in no particular order, my M/M faves:

Sock it to Me, Santa! by Madison Parker – A sweet YA tale featuring a colorful character who shares my sock obsession and another who has to decide what’s more important—honesty or keeping up appearances.

The Winter Courtship Rituals of Fur-Bearing Critters by Amy Lane – Knitting, alpacas, a character who’s a self-proclaimed “grumpy bastard,” and lots of cuteness. How can you go wrong?

Holiday Outing by Astrid Amara – Hanukkah, a stolen family heirloom, humor, and childhood rivals reunited (one of my fave tropes) make for an entertaining mystery romp.

Tattoos & Tinsel by Anna Martin – The beloved characters from Anna Martin’s popular Tattoos & Teacups are back for a free holiday short that I adored. (This short is best enjoyed if you’ve read the novel and know and love the characters, as I do, but can also be read on its own.)

Mending Noel by Charlie Cochet – A delightful little holiday short set in the North Pole and featuring a few characters you’re sure to recognize from Christmas stories and songs. Tim is an elf whose supervisor Noel has been making his work life miserable, but why? Read to find out.

Inseparable by Chris Scully – Adam wakes up from a car accident with amnesia. At his bedside sits a man named Joe who, based on his caring behavior, Adam assumes is his boyfriend. When Adam finds out they’re only friends and he’s technically “straight,” he can’t understand why they’re not together. A very sweet story.

Christmas with Danny Fit by Amy Lane – Chubby Kit Allen is crushing on Jesse, his new office assistant, but feels unworthy of Jesse’s affection. He decides he needs to start a self-improvement regimen with the help of DVD fitness expert, Danny Fit. A sweet, funny story with lots of heart.

His For the Holidays by LB Gregg, ZA Maxfield, Josh Lanyon, and Harper Fox – This was an anthology featuring four great—and very different—stories. I enjoyed them all and recommend this for anyone seeking a variety of holiday stories in a one-package deal.

My Faves of the Season (So far):

Sweet and Sour by Astrid Amara – A Hanukkah story about a deli owner with a boyfriend who no longer seems interested in him or their relationship and the food-loving cop who works in his deli undercover to try to catch a drug dealer. Different from what I expected, but no less awesome for that.

Let It Snow by Heidi Cullinan – A snowstorm. A bear and a twink. Lots of sexiness and sweetness. I enjoyed this very much.

The Douglas Fir by Anyta Sunday – A great little story about a guy trying to give his neighbor, Noah, who he’s in love with, the “most unique and clever gift ever” and what he figures out along the way.

Blame It On the Mistletoe by Eli Easton – I’ve been recommending this story all over the place, and for good reason. It was cute, funny, sexy. I know I will definitely reread this one in future. Nerdy Fielding Monroe tries to convince his jock roommate, Mick, to teach him how to kiss. Problem is, Mick is straight and he knows a kissing lesson will probably end in disaster.

The Trouble With Elves by Therese Woodson – Cal hates Christmas but finds himself infatuated with one of the helper elves at the Santa’s Village in the mall where he works. This was just the cutest story and it prompted me to search out what other books the author has available. Very much recommended.

Grumble Monkey and the Department Store Elf by BG Thomas – Nick is a really miserable guy who not long ago went through a bad breakup. While driving to San Francisco he runs into Kit Jeffries at a rest stop and finds himself falling grudgingly under the spell of the cheerful art student/PT department store elf.

Alaska by Kim Fielding – Best friends Scott and Marco meet every Christmas Eve. Marco has promised to rescue Scott someday and take him to Alaska, but as the years pass, life grows harder for them both. Not your typical holiday story, but beautiful and heart-wrenching.

The Heart of Frost by Charlie Cochet – Jack Frost and Rudy have been lovers for centuries, but their relationship was only made public to the people of North Pole City a year ago (in the story Mending Noel, which is on my faves list above). Unfortunately it seems like not everyone approves and when Rudy’s plane is sabotaged, nearly killing him, Jack must work fast to figure out who the culprit is, but his anger at the threat to his love causes him to unleash a power that might change him from the elf Rudy loves to someone with a cold, frosted-over heart. Very cute and a definite reread. I’ll be looking forward to next year’s offering between a couple of the secondary characters in this one. Charlie rocks!


I unfortunately won’t have a Christmas story out this year (unless one springs to mind in the next couple of weeks), but if you’ve never read my rather unconventional M/M Christmas romance set amidst the start of a zombie apocalypse, you can check out Zombie Wonderland. It’s the most wonderful time of the year…for zombie killing. 😉


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