It's JUNE! New Releases and New Flash Fic

Holy Moly! Where did the time go?

It's June and I'm a little behind on my normal flow. The end of May was rough as I had a small procedure done and it took more out of me than I expected. The hazards of ageing, sadly. But I'm ready to rock through June and then hit the keys hard in July for Camp NaNoWriMo.

Two New Releases and one to go!

Spin Play

Now in his mid-thirties, college professor Ben is tired of playing around. He’s more than ready to stop with the hide-and-seek and start with the manhunt. The fantasy of his perfect mate becomes reality when the tables are turned during an evening out to celebrate his birthday. The music is cranked up loud, and the startlingly flexible Sawyer tempts Ben with his seductive moves. Ben’s willing to play Sawyer’s game, taking a chance on the adventure with all its twists and turns, and hoping his decision will be the winning move that will last a lifetime.

Warnings: Inappropriate innuendo, Misuse of games people play
Tags: M/M, contemporary, humor, age gap

Cue the Music 

Available 6/15/2021

Every relationship has had it at some point. The singular argument that escalates, that lingers. More often than not, the couple finds their way back to status quo. But what happens when they don’t? What happens when one gives up?
After months of trying to resolve their issues, Ty loses hope. He leaves, with only his music to keep him company. Until one day, he feels someone watching him intently from the bar. Maybe, just maybe, Ty won't end up alone after all.

Cue the Music is a stand-alone short story in the Southern Jersey Shores series.

June Flash Fic - Steel and his Daddy

Before you read this... Daddy Charles is called Daddy Nix by his boys.
Why is a secret! If you figure it out, shh!

“Why are we here, Daddy?” Steel rubbed his nose trying to clear the musty, dusty scent invading his senses.

“I’m looking for a book, and I have it on good authority that what I’m looking for will be here.”

“An old book?” Steel crowded Daddy Nix as they stepped farther inside the dimly lit store. He glanced around and realized that the story was maybe not so dimly lit as it was the full stacks blocking the overhead lights and throwing a multitude of shadows.

“Yes.”

“What kind of old book? Do you think they have a book for me? I like adventure books with lots of magic and dragons? Sometimes I imagine I’m a dragon shifter and I have to save my brother from the evil wizard.”

Daddy smiled at him, a flicker of flame dancing in his eyes. “A dragon shifter, huh? I would have thought you’d want to be Pegasus.” He led Steel through the aisles towards a large counter covered in books and a cash register.

“Pegasus! No way. He’s too white. I’m jet black, so I’d have to be an evil Pegasus, and I don’t want to. I wanna be the good guy.”

“Always best be to the good guy,” a deep voice rumbled behind Steel, startling him. He jumped and clung to Daddy’s arm, annoyed that he’d been so distracted he hadn’t noticed the stranger come up behind them.

Once he got his breathing under control, Steel peeked at the man who’d spoken. He looked up and up, marveling at the giant. It was rare he met someone bigger than himself. The man had a good six inches on Steel and at least fifty pounds---all muscle. He had a thick, bushy head of dark hair and an equally busy beard to match.

“Holy moly, Daddy! He’s huge!”

The giant rumbled, the thrumming hitting Steel in the chest and causing him to laugh along with the huge man. Steel couldn’t stop the question spinning through his brain. “Are you a giant?”

“Nope,” the giant chuckled, “I’m a dragon.”

Steel’s eyes widened. “For real?”

The giant smiled, his teeth gleaming white as it shone through the scruffy, fluffy dark beard. “For real.” He held up a hand and shiny blue scales rippled across the back of it and up his arm. As quick as they appeared, they disappeared.

The dragon studied them for a moment. “A Legendary with a Stallion. Interesting. I smell a third, too, another Stallion. Very, very---”

Daddy cleared his throat.

“As you wish,” the dragon shifter finished. “I have what you are looking for, Legendary, and I may have something for your boy. May I?” He offered a few fingers towards Steel who glanced from them to Daddy.

Daddy stared at the dragon for a long minute.

The dragon placed his hand over his heart. “You have nothing to fear from me. I will keep him safe. The book you desire is there on the edge of the counter.” He pointed to a thick book, bound in a red and gold hardcover.

“The book for your boy is this way.” The dragon swung his hand to indicate further into the store’s depths.

Steel wanted the book, but he didn’t really want to leave Daddy’s side. The dragon seemed nice enough; he’d be okay. He could be big for a few minutes even though Daddy said he could be little all day.

“I’ll go with you,” Daddy said, wrapping a protective arm around Steel’s waist.

Steel curled into Daddy Nix and kissed his cheek, contentment warming his core. He hadn’t had to say anything; his daddy knew. Steel hugged him tight. “Thank you, Daddy. You’re the best daddy ever.”

The Merry Month of May

 

May is all about being Merry! Got lots of stuff going on this month. Open House for Marching Band, Band Concerts, Books Releasing, Mother's Day. Might not be enough hours to get all the reading in I love to do. And let's not forget writing. Hoping to make goal again this month.

First, that date above! Yup, that's the release date for Ultimate Summer. Frisbees, hot sweaty bodies, shirts versus skins. Oh yeah!

When Brett gets tagged by a flying disc, launched from the hands of ultimate frisbee player Sean, he doesn't expect the mutual attraction to hit just as hard and fast. Sometimes all it takes is a single day to jumpstart an ultimate summer.

ULTIMATE SUMMER

#KU #southernjerseyshores #agegapromance #HFN

Flash Fiction

This month's Flash is the start of the next Forest Edge Story... Flint, Steel, and Daddy Charles. I'm still debating what kind of shifter Daddy is. I've made a preliminary decision which I'm keeping a secret for now. Sorry! I don't have a title yet either. Crazy, right??

 Hello Steel!

Steel (unedited)

“Here.” Flint shoved a large gift bag at Steel.

“What’s this?” Steel took the bag with two hands, expecting it to be heavy and finding it to be surprisingly light. “A present for me?”

Steel lifted the colorful bag decorated for a baby shower or infant birthday party. Lots of cartoon animals and bright balloons. He glanced from the bag to his older brother, narrowing his gaze. Flint bought me another baby toy? His brother was starting to go a little overboard since he’d expressed an interest in age play after seeing all the littles and middles living in Forest Edge. Truth be told, Steel thought the idea appealed to Flint, too, especially with the enthusiasm he’d put into creating a nursery room for Steel to play in.

There hadn’t been a whole lot of toys, games or playtime growing up. Their mom had divorced their dad when Steel was five because his profession put too much stress on her. She’d taken them with her initially, but Dad had fought for custody. Since Mom didn’t have a huge support network and her income wasn’t much even with alimony, they’d ended up moving back and living with him the majority of the time. They’d seen their mom every other weekend until Steel turned twelve, when she remarried and moved away. After that, they’d only seen her a few weeks in the summer and at the holidays. She had kids with her new husband and had a new life, one that had little space for two teenagers.

Their father and uncle owned and ran a security firm and bounty office. The bounty side of things, tracking down criminals who’d skipped bail, got a greater share of the business, but occasionally a high-profile client would come to the city and want an extra layer of protection. Growing up, they’d loved to hear the stories their father would tell them about so-and-so actor at a party or having “a night on the town.”

When Flint was thirteen, their father deemed him old enough to look after eight-year-old Steel. Unfortunately, their father’s job often meant there’d been a lot of nights when he never came home, leaving them to fend for themselves. When their father was home, however, and not occupied with hunting down bail-jumpers, he trained his kids in martial arts and shooting. By the time, Steel was eighteen and had earned his high school diploma, he could take down a guy twice his size and shoot a man-sized target in the heart at 25 yards consistently. His sniper skills exceeded those of any one else working for his dad, although they’d never be used on the job. He was also proficient in fighting with knives and staves. His father had been so proud of “his boy.”

At 19 and 24, Steel and Flint became the most prolific of the bounty hunter teams, but that all changed three years later. Both his father and uncle had teamed up to be bodyguards for an up-and-coming new female singer. She had the voice and the looks, unfortunately, she also had a no-filter mouth on her that pissed a lot of people off. She’d made more than a few enemies and had a couple threats against her; enough that her PR team thought a couple of extra hands on deck would be prudent.

A crazed stalker, shouting how she had disrespected him one too many times, opened fire with an assault weapon at the bar where she’d been holding court after a concert. Their father had been killed protecting the client and their uncle severely injured by a row of gunshots down his left arm and leg. Unable to keep the business afloat, their uncle sent them off into the world.

With nothing to hold him together, Steel grieved long and hard. Flint tried all sorts of things to snap him out of it. He’d cooked Steel all his favorite foods, took him out for meals and to the movies, insisted they play stupid board games together. One night, at his wits end, he’d hugged Steel and then kissed him. Steel had frozen for all of a single second before he grabbed Flint tight and kissed him back. They’d always had each other, neither had dated, both knew they preferred men over women. Flint often said, Steel knew him better then he knew himself, and Steel could say the same. Being with his older brother intimately was just the right progression for them.

That night, they hadn’t done more than kiss and cuddle in bed; they’d also talked until the sun was peeking through the curtains. Flint then dragged Steel into the shower, where he proceeded to wash every inch of Steel’s body before dropping to his knees and sucking him off. Of course, Flint, being the gentleman he was, told Steel he didn’t have to reciprocate, which made Steel angry. Fuck, yeah, he wanted to reciprocate. He shut off the water and tossed a towel at Flint while he dried himself thoroughly. Back in the bedroom, he tackled Flint onto the bed and then took his sweet time ramping his brother up before letting him come.

Following their sexual initiation, they took to learning each other’s bodies as well as they knew each other’s minds and personalities. They watched porn together and experimented with positions and role playing, but neither had an inkling about age play until they moved to Forest Edge. Damn, that had been an eye-opener for sure.

Steel had gravitated right to the littles. He’d left blocks, legos, toy cars and Candyland behind before he’d been ready. Flint was too much of a brat to be a little, but Steel thought he identified with the teenage middles. He’d never been good about making decisions, so the guidance aspect worked for him. He’d always made a better employee than supervisor.

“Aren’t you going to open it?”

Steel glanced at his big brother---older brother, since he was actually the bigger of the two of them. Flint carried a beer he must have gotten from the refrigerator while Steel had been lost in thought. He took a long drag as he peered over the bottle’s edge at Steel.

“I promise it won’t bite.”

Fuck, Flint’s smirk was sexy, but the draw of the present proved too much for Steel to ignore. He knelt on the floor with the bag in front of him and began pulling out the tissue paper and throwing it every which way. If it was a baby toy, then he could be a baby about opening it, right?

The sight of white fur made him pause, the cute black button nose had him leaning closer. “Oh Flint,” Steel sighed as he reached inside and lifted out a large polar bear. He hugged the bear to his chest and nuzzled into the soft fur of its neck. “Gods, he’s adorable.”

April Showers...

Ah, those pesky rain clouds...

Well, it wouldn't be April here in Southern New Jersey if we didn't get a significant amount of rain, which works well for this month's Flash Fiction featuring Jackey and Daddy Kev. Enjoy!

 

“Jackey? What’re you doing?”

Jackey turned from the rain-splattered window. Daddy leaned in the doorway, looking incredible as always. Jackey loved Daddy’s tall, muscular body, his dark brown eyes, and super sexy beard. He always felt tiny compared to his bear shifter mate, but considering he was a fox shifter, that kind of made sense. He held one of Jackey’s favorite shirts, the one with a baby fox nestled between a bear and wolverine that his friend Ryan had drawn for them.

“I’m watching for flowers, Daddy.” Jackey drew his knees up and wrapped his arms around them. Seeing the shirt made Jackey realize he was cold. He’d been so excited to see the rain now that it was April that he hadn’t finished getting dressed. “It’s a proven fact that April showers bring May flowers.” He nodded sharply for emphasis.

“This is true, but they don’t just pop up because it rains,” Daddy explained, working the shirt open as he stepped closer. He slid it over Jackey’s head, and Jackey pushed his arms through the sleeves. “I should probably grab you a sweatshirt, too,” he mused, rubbing Jackey’s upper arms which he now noticed were covered in goose bumps.

“Where’s Sir?” Jackey asked, lifting his face for a kiss.

Kiss given, Daddy laughed. “I guess you were right. He’s out buying flowers.”

Jackey crowed. He hopped off the windowsill and began chanting, “April showers bring May flowers, April showers bring May flowers.”

Did you know that Ace and Darren from Opening Day were Jewish? Passover is the backdrop to the newest re-release of the Southern Jersey Shores Series.

Available Now! 

Book two in the Southern Jersey Shores Series...

Evading Exodus

The upcoming Passover celebration is a time of joy and excitement for Darren. He’s meeting Ace’s family for the first time, but when he discovers his ex is one of Ace’s oldest friends, bitter enemies are forced to face off. With friends and family joining together for dinner to celebrate this spring ritual, braving the plagues of Exodus, Dare has to ride out the waves of miscommunication and understanding, discomfort and pleasure, if he wants to have a chance of saving his and Ace’s future together.

Evading Exodus is book #2 in the Southern Jersey Shores series and should be read after Opening Day. All the stories in this series are best read in sequence as they chronologically follow Ace and Dare through the years.

March Holiday Flash and a New Short Story

 

Yup, I'm totally not Irish at all. My kids have a tiny bit, but it's totally Eastern European and Hungarian/Romanian for me. Won't stop me from wearing GREEN, though. In this month's flash fiction I took advantage of a comment I recently heard: Everybody's Irish in March. Enjoy!

Starring Storm, Kev, and Jackie from Face to Face...

Storm silently observed as a war of sorts had started between his mates. It began with Jackie attaching paper four-leaf clovers to the windows. Kev retaliated with fake floral greenery in verdant vases. Jackie wore green-stripes socks and green polka-dot undies while Kev seemed to have a never-ending supply of "Kiss Me, I'm Irish" T-shirts. There was a themed tablecloth and napkins one morning, followed by matching dishes the next. One night, Kev dyed Jackie's bathwater green with one of those kid-safe pellets. The next evening, every soap in the house had been replaced by a green glycerin one. We went to bed on dark green sheets and woke up with blankets decorated with shamrocks. Seriously… St. Patrick’s Day could not come fast enough for him. Why, oh why, was everyone Irish in March?

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And the big news:
A new Ryan and his daddies short story is now available!!

Ryan's Weekend Retreat

The summer is drawing to a close, and Ryan misses spending time with his daddies. Everybody's so busy...and stressed out. When Daddy Eli orders Ryan and Daddy Jon to pack, Ryan is thrilled. The view from the lake house is amazing: a huge forest, a wide lake, a firepit. The view from the bed is also pretty wild. His daddies know how to spoil their little boy: with lots of love, kisses, and other assorted fun.

Ryan’s Weekend Retreat takes place immediately following the conclusion of Hand in Hand and continues the tale of Ryan, Daddy Eli, and Daddy Jon for a few more glorious days.

New Release! New Flash Fiction!

 

New Release!

Book 2 of the Drakken Triumvirate Series now available!

DRAKKEN SUN

Buy or Borrow - #KU

Kayluth Drakkenstar is pregnant, and Vidar Brandt Drakkensun longs to return to his homeworld, to share his joy with his parents and extended family. What should be a happy homecoming for both him and his third mate, Vidar Manning Drakkenmoon, proves less than joyful when Manning’s father, the king, takes an instant dislike to the Drakken.

When Manning runs afoul of his father and eldest brother, Brandt and Kayluth find unlikely allies among family and mentors. As the children grow within their eggs, it soons becomes a race against time as humans and Drakken work together, searching near and far to bring Manning home before the drakeen children are born.

Then who should arrive to add a twist to their trials but another Drakken triad: Manning’s birth mother and her mates.The Triumvirate strives to prevail as Brandt, Manning, and Kayluth mend one bridge after another, all while tearing down the most important one of Volé’s history.

Drakken Sun is the second book in the Drakken Triumvirate Series. Book two contains MMM, fated mates, dragon shifters, and mpreg.

February Flash!

It's Valentine's Day for Brian, Dylan, and Daddy Christian, 

and Brian is one very happy boy...

For years, Valentine’s Day had been a frustration of epic proportions. Daddy Christian’s appreciation for our clean home and delicious meals spoke of how much I meant to him, but I couldn’t get him to just see me. He wanted a little, which isn’t me at all.

Not that it matters anymore. It took Dylan meddling in our relationship for Christian to see how much I wanted him, and for Christian to realize just how much I meant to him. So this Valentine's Day is extra special.

This year, Daddy Christian had two boys. Bratty but sweet Dylan...and me.

Happy New Year - Coming soon & 100 Words of Flint and Steel

 

Happy New Year Everyone!

I hope you all had an enjoyable holiday season and a safe and happy new year's eve celebration. Good news for those of you anxious for another book. Drakken Moon and Drakken Sun will be released on January 15th and (hopefully) January 29th. If you like a mix of sci-fi and paranormal, plus fated mates and mpreg, these might just be for you. 

100 Words

Okay, so this story is still a long way off, and I've got a lot to come before it gets completely written, but a little character creation never hurt. Here's the Stallion shifter brothers, Flint and Steel, who I introduced in Forest Edge #3, Face to Face. If you read the book, you'll remember how Flint kept flirting with Mr. Charles, but Steel never really got in on the action. Anyway, let's just consider this a tease for Forest Edge #4...

(Steel and Flint)

“Why are we doing this again?” Steel asked, his cheeks pinking as he hauled his shirt off over his head.

Flint eyed his brother’s ripped torso, tats, and smooth chest. No waxing for him, thank you very much. He pulled off his shirt and shucked his sweatpants. “We gotta entice him somehow.”

“I thought you were doing good getting him to notice us.”

“We gotta get Mr. Charles to notice both of us. I’m not leaving you behind. You like him, right?”

“Yeah,” Steel sighed. “He’s so nice to Ryan, Marco, and Jackey. I want him to be our Daddy.”