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Saturday, October 1, 2016

Halloweenpalooza - Day 1

It's the first day of Halloweenpalooza!


Today's prize (pictured to the right) consists of:

plushy ghost halloweener
plushy spider
squishy sticky spider
Laura Secord Halloween candy
Mummy is Watching You Mummy
Print copy of Immortal Ink: Reclaiming


To enter, comment on any post between today and Friday at midnight. You'll be entered for each comment you make, so feel free to comment on multiple posts this week. You don't have to leave your email addy, but it does make it easier for me to get in touch with you if you win. If you don't leave your email addy, please come back on Saturday and check to see if you won so you know to get in touch with me. I'll randomly draw a winner on the morning of Saturday October 8.

Happy Halloweenpalooza!



Sean
smut fixes everything

Friday, September 30, 2016

Welcome to Halloweenpalooza!

Halloween is my favorite time of year, baring Christmas, and this year I wanted to throw a huge party for it, with daily book prizes and more. Hence, Halloweenpalooza was born and it starts tomorrow!


Here how it's all going to work.

Every Saturday where will be a grand prize for the week. And every day there will be ebook giveaways. I will pull the previous week's winners on Saturday mornings, which will give everyone a week to get in for the grand prize.

In order to be entered into the ebook prizes, you must make a comment on each post that you want to be entered into. For instance, if you have Monday's ebook giveaway, you might not leave a comment. But if you want a chance to win Tuesday and Wednesday's ebook giveaways, you'll have to comment on each of those days to be entered into the running for those prizes. I will choose a winner for the week's grand prize from comments made on all the posts for that week.

So for example, there will be a grand prize listed on Saturday October 1. I will pull the winner for that prize on Saturday October 8. Everyone who leaves a comment on any of the posts between October 1 and October 7, will be have chance to win the October 1 prize but I will only pull from the comments for that day for all the other daily prizes.

There will be a Super Grand Prize on October 31st and I will pull randomly from all comments made on all the posts for the month. If you have commented on multiple days, each comment will count as their own entry. So if you make a comment every day, then you will have 31 entries into the Super Grand Prize draw.

I would prefer it if you left your email address with your comment, feel free to leave spaces between the components of it, but you don't have to. If you don't - makes sure you come back on Saturdays to check the winner's list and get in touch with me if you win. If you do leave your email addy in your comment, I will contact you directly via email if you win.

So make sure you drop by often to get your comment in for the prizes.

A rocking good Halloweenpalooza to all!

Sean
smut fixes everything

Contest Winner

Congratulations to Gabrielle who won plushy Metro and plushy Harry!

There is no new contest today because Halloweeenpalooza is about to start. Stay tuned for an announcement about it later today, then come back daily for a chance to be entered into all the contests - there will be prizes daily for the whole month of October!

Sean
smut fixes everything

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Wednesday Book Day

I just re-released a novel from 2006 (10 years ago!) called Broken Road. It was a joy to write Ardie and West, and if you haven't already read their story, I hope you'll give them a try.

Broken Road

Can lifelong best friends find their happily ever after in each other?

Ardie and West have been friends since the second grade. They’ve been through a lot together: homework, broken bones, the death of a parent, and dreading high school dances. Through Ardie working the family farm and taking care of his siblings, and West chasing his college boy dreams, their friendship never falters, even with the gap of years and lifestyles.

West goes through a series of boyfriends, making Ardie wish his friend could find someone who loves him as much as Ardie does himself. Waiting for the right time to tell West he’s gay, Ardie figures he’s lost his chance when West finally meets someone who seems just right for him.

When the bottom falls out for West, there’s only one person he thinks to call. Ardie is there for him when he does. A little vacation seems to be the right thing, not just to ease West’s mind, but for Ardie to slide into West’s life again, finally letting his friend know how deeply he cares.

Will these two bet friends realize there might be more between them than just friendship? Find out if their Broken Road lead to happiness in this heartwarming read.

buy links:
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon


Excerpt:

Ardie took a cab from the airport straight to the hospital. He figured if he needed a hotel, he could get one later. It was late afternoon and he just hoped he hadn't missed visiting hours. It was already a day since West's call and he didn't want any other delays. He was really worried. Less by the fact that West was in the hospital, than by the fact that West had called him and asked him to come, his voice so defeated.

He hurried to the main nurses' station, overnight bag in his hand.

"Excuse me, ma'am," he said, taking his hat off. "Could you tell me where I might find West Moreland?"

She smiled, looked something up, and then asked his name. She called West's room, got permission, and then sent him up to room 224.

He had his hat in one hand, his bag in the other, and went in, calling out quietly. "West?"

"Ard?" He heard West, walked over to the second bed. West had one leg up in a cast, bandages covering one shoulder. "You came."

"Of course I came, West." He put down his bag and his hat and pulled a chair over to the bed. "What happened?"

"He got pissed off because I wanted to leave. Shot me twice."

"What? West! Jesus." He jumped up. "Where is he?"

"The police are looking. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called. I was scared."

"The hell you shouldn't have." He settled back down, sitting on the edge of West's bed. "Why don't they have somebody posted at your door?"

He was going to have a hard time finding this guy and beating the shit out of him with the cops already looking. And of course there was the fact he hadn't a clue what the fucker looked like.

"There's security. The cops think he skipped town. He..." West sighed. "He's high maintenance."

"High maintenance? No, West, Aggie's high maintenance. This guy's an asshole who shot you."

"He said he loved me. Said he couldn't bear to lose me."

"That's not love, West." He took West's good hand and squeezed.

"I know. It... it hasn't been. He... It's been bad, Ard." West wouldn't meet his eyes.

"West..." God, it broke his heart. West deserved better than this. "Come home with me, West. Come be with the people who care about you."

"I... I want to."

"Well, then, come on. As soon as they let you out of here, I'm taking you home." He didn't need West to be in love with him; he did need West to be healthy, happy, whole.

"I can't. You've got kids there. A family. He'll come back." West sighed, closed his eyes. "Let's start over. H...how was your flight?"

He let West get away with it for now. Hell, he figured he had some time to work on the man. "Long. And the food? Damn. I've never missed Mabel's cooking more."

West chuckled. "Yeah. I hear you. Scary cardboard eggs."

"I bet it beats the hell out of what they feed you here," he teased.

"Yeah. They did surgery on my leg. I'm not even on real food yet." West looked old, scared, hurt. It made him ache inside.

"You will be soon enough. Bitching about the food and being stuck in bed. You remember when you broke your leg playing baseball? God, we drove your momma crazy."

"Yeah. Other leg this time." West's eyes filled with tears and he closed them. "Where are you staying?"

"Don't know. I just got here." He squeezed West's hand, feeling damned helpless to do anything to help.

"Stay here for a while? I know he won't come back. I do. But I can't sleep."

"I'll stay until they kick me out, West. And they're going to have to be pretty damned insistent if they expect me to go before I can spring you." It would be for the best. He couldn't roam the streets of Seattle looking for someone to beat the tar out of if he was here with West.

"Thank you. You could stay at my apartment but it's a crime scene. I'm... God, Ard. Things are so utterly fucked." The tears did come then, silent and horrible.

He wanted to hug West, hold him, but West was all banged up. So he just squeezed West's hand hard and petted the lean belly. "It's going to be all right, West. Everything's going to work out just fine."

"Is the nurse coming soon? My leg hurts."

He had no clue so he leaned forward and rang the bell. "She'll be here soon, West."

"'Kay. I'm sorry, Ardie."

"For what, West?" He wasn't going to have West apologizing for getting shot.

"For everything. For this."

"Not your fault you got shot, West." He growled a little, frustrated, angry at the world for not caring for his West properly.

"I shouldn't have made him mad..."

Ardie snorted. "No, West. He shouldn't have shot you. It doesn't matter what you did. He made the choice to pick up a damned gun and use it!"

"I... I should have..."

"Come home," he teased. "Seriously, West. The only thing I can think of that would make me shoot another man is if he did something like what Lee just did to you."

West nodded, sighed. "I know. You're a decent man."

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. A real saint to put up with you. Come on, West. I don't want to have this argument all over again. Especially not while you're down."

West nodded again, then the nurse came in and shooed him out so they could do whatever they needed to do.

He paced unhappily, wanting a doctor to tell him what the deal was, how soon he could get West out of here and home. There was no doubt in his mind he was bringing West home. Even if it was only until the man was healed.

A young, tall nurse came over, smiled at him. "Is there anything we can help you with?"

"Actually, yes, ma'am, there is. I'd like to know when I can take my friend home."

"He'll probably be released tomorrow afternoon or Monday morning." She smiled. "He's in good health and is healing well."

Oh, that was good news. The further away from here he got West, the better. "Will he be able to travel, ma'am?"

"He'll be on crutches for six to eight weeks. Need to visit a physician to get the stitches out, but medically, I would think so. You'll have to ask the doctor."

And likely the police, but he just nodded. "Thank you, ma'am, I appreciate it."

"If you need anything, let us know."

"Could I bother you for a blanket, ma'am? I'd really like to spend the night in the chair in West's room, keep an eye on him, you know?"

"No problem. The big chair unfolds into a bed. They're actually comfortable."

Well, now, he was thinking it was time the hospital back home invested in some of those. "Thank you again."

He nodded at her and went and knocked at West's door, not wanting to interrupt if they were still doing stuff to him.

The nurse let him in, West covered again, face a little pale. "We've given him a strong sedative. He needs to sleep."

Ard nodded. "I won't disturb him, I promise."

He went over to West, settling back down in the chair. "Hey, there, West. They tell me they've given you the good stuff."

"Yeah." West blinked over. "I needed you here. He's going to kill me and I thought... I thought I'd want that. But I'm not ready to go."

"You wanted to die? West..." Lord help him, he wanted to take West and shake some sense into him. "It's okay, buddy. You just get better. I'll take you home, and you'll see."

"You don't have room for me there."

"The hell we don't."


Sean
smut fixes everything

Movie Tuesday

So this weekend in the evenings I just wanted to watch something easy and mindless. My quest to do this was much harder than expected.

I put on Ice Soldiers. I promptly fell asleep in the first few minutes. When I woke up and went back to the beginning, I discovered that maybe I'd fallen asleep because it was a boring (and stupid) movie. I turned it off about fifteen minutes in.

So next I tried Angry Birds. I didn't fall asleep this time, but I only lasted five minutes. The ads for this one made me think it might be better than I imagined. Nope. Not so.

Next up, Extraction with Bruce Willis. Okay, I thought. action movie, Bruce Willis, this is going to have to be half-decent, right? Wrong! It was not in the least bit decent and I only put up with maybe ten minutes of the terrible acting before I gave up on it.

So I turned to Netflix. The first thing that caught my eye was something called ARQ. It was science fiction, so I thought it had a chance. Then it starts and there are five hundred logos at the beginning of production companies and I'm like, what they all contributed two dollars? And then it starts and it's a groundhog day thing - and it all takes place in a house that looks seriously under construction or demolition inside and yep, no money, done completely in this house. But. It was good. I quite enjoyed it. A good twist on the groundhog day trope.

I also watched Now you See Me 2. I'd seen the first one and thought it wasn't bad. This one wasn't awful or anything, but it wasn't as good as the first one had been.

So it was a marginally successful movie viewing weekend - more misses than hits and misses that I actually turned off (and I am very forgiving on movies. I don't just turn them off very often, especially that close to the beginning!)

Sean
smut fixes everything



Monday, September 26, 2016

My God It's Monday

Wow, what a week. And this week is going to be super cray-cray. But at the end of it I am going to the Toronto Zoo, so that should be fun. I hope the polar bears are feeling playful!

Weather is much improved. Cold nights not too warm days. I love this weather, just adore it. I love the rainy gray days of September and October, too, though I don't know if we'll get them this year, it's been fairly dry since... well for a couple of years, really it's been drier than usual.

I was hoping to go apple picking this year, but it's already the freaking end of September so I might be too late. Possibly on Thanksgiving Saturday.

I'm taking a break from edits for a few minutes. Almost all the blogposts are in. The cover forms are half done. The edits are 2/3 done, but then I've had to add getting a book ready for submission to the list. It's been an intense week and a half. I think I get a bit of breather for October, although I'm going to be doing Halloweenapalooza for the whole month, so probably not on the breather. But giving stuff away is fun, right? Right! And fun is never hard work. *looks left and right* okay, okay, I didn't believe that either!

I've just put up another reprint. Slowly working to get that backlist up. I took a break after getting all the Hammer books, and Jarheads, and such up because whoa there were a lot of them, but now I'm getting back into the swing of it.

Broken Road

 Can lifelong best friends find their happily ever after in each other?

Ardie and West have been friends since the second grade. They’ve been through a lot together: homework, broken bones, the death of a parent, and dreading high school dances. Through Ardie working the family farm and taking care of his siblings, and West chasing his college boy dreams, their friendship never falters, even with the gap of years and lifestyles.

West goes through a series of boyfriends, making Ardie wish his friend could find someone who loves him as much as Ardie does himself. Waiting for the right time to tell West he’s gay, Ardie figures he’s lost his chance when West finally meets someone who seems just right for him.

When the bottom falls out for West, there’s only one person he thinks to call. Ardie is there for him when he does. A little vacation seems to be the right thing, not just to ease West’s mind, but for Ardie to slide into West’s life again, finally letting his friend know how deeply he cares.

Will these two bet friends realize there might be more between them than just friendship? Find out if their Broken Road lead to happiness in this heartwarming read.

Buy link:
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon - will share when it goes live there.

Have a good week all
Sean
smut fixes everything

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Smutterday - Emergency Serives

As promised, here is a smutty excerpt from Emergency Services


Underground: Emergency Services

Can love truly conquer all?

Jet Wannabi has been working undercover for over a year with nothing more than the odd furtive phone call to his lover and master, Blaze Swanson. All that’s about to change, though, as a year’s worth of work is coming to a head in the biggest bust Jet has ever been a part of. When the SWAT and Narcotics teams roll in early, Jet gets trapped between them and the bad guys, with disastrous results.

Firefighter Blaze Swanson is more than ready to have his lover and sub home with him when he finds out that Jet’s been hurt in the bust. He gets to the hospital as fast as humanly possible, only to find out that Jet has banned Blaze from seeing him. Jet believes he’s ruined and that letting Blaze go to live his life is the right thing to do.

Blaze is going to have to call on all of his stubbornness, love, patience and abilities as a Dom to convince Jet that not only do they need each other, but the lifestyle they’ve enjoyed in the past is not out of reach, not if Jet puts his trust in his master to take care of him.

Join Blaze and Jet on their journey to rediscover how they fit together.

buy links:
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon


Smutty Excerpt:

“Okay, boy.” Blaze stood in front of Jet. “Your turn. Undress me.”

“How far, Master?”

“I want your mouth around my cock before we begin the orgasmpalooza.”

“Orgasmpalooza.” Jet stared at him, wide-eyed. “Did you seriously just say that?”

“I did. Orgasmpalooza. It sounds like a plan, doesn’t it?”

“God, it sounds utterly dorky and I love you.”

“Master Dorky,” he insisted before grinning, laughing. “I’m serious about the blow job first, though. Boy.”

“You know there’s nothing I like more.” Jet gave him a shaky smile. “You’ll have to help me get down, I think.”

“No I think you should lie on the table and I’ll straddle you.” He wasn’t going to make Jet kneel for an extended period of time.

Jet’s entire body relaxed a little bit, the visible relief strong, shocking. “Yes, Master.”

Then Jet eased Blaze’s leathers down over his hips. He hummed, enjoying the touches, but more than that, loving the fact that he could still give his boy what he needed. That he still knew. As Blaze made the right steps, Jet was easing into his headspace, into his submission.

He toed off his boots and pushed his leathers off the last bit so Jet didn’t have to bend all the way over. Then he took Jet’s shoulders and moved him over to the wide massage table. “Let’s get this scene started.”

“Yes, Master.” Jet climbed up, cock not hard yet, but beginning to fill. He would make sure it happened.

He climbed up after Jet, happy that the table was a little bigger than regulation, giving him enough room to set his knees on either side of Jet’s head without risking falling. Jet reached up and stabilized him, supported him, and opened like the cockhound he was.

“Needy slut.” Blaze was so glad to see it. Smiling, he rubbed the tip of his cock along Jet’s lips.

His boy lapped at him, working his slit just enough to make him shiver. He kept rubbing back and forth, using his own movement to tease Jet’s tongue along his cockhead. He licked his own lips, watching every move Jet made.

Daniel moaned softly, Chris on his knees, worshiping the man’s cock.

Blaze turned his attention back to his boy and pushed forward, cockhead sliding between Jet’s lips, and Jet opened up, eager and easy. He fed more of his cock into Jet’s mouth, groaning at the heat. When Jet began to suck, his groan turned into a full-blown moan. Nothing was like this. Nothing. “More, boy. I want more.”

Jet gave it to him, suction increasing, making him rock his hips to push his cock deeper into Jet’s mouth. It was so hot, and every time Jet’s suction increased, it got even better.

Jet made a soft noise, the sensation vibrating around his prick. Fuck, that was fine. Just what he needed.

He touched Jet’s cheek, fingers tracing the sharp cheekbones made sharper by the injury and lack of appetite. He slid his fingers down to touch where his cock disappeared between Jet’s lips, making another soft noise at the sensation of his own fingers sliding along his spit-slick prick.

No one had ever sucked quite like Jet. His boy needed better than anyone. Ever. And Blaze thanked every deity he could think of that they hadn’t lost this, that Jet could still suck, still wanted to.

With another loud noise, he pushed in harder, moving faster and going deeper, making Jet take him. Every single suck made his eyes cross, every swallow made him cry out. He wrapped both hands around Jet’s head as he knelt over his boy and just took Jet’s mouth like he owned it. He could see the flare of need in Jet’s green eyes and knew his boy was loving this as much as he was. He wanted to crow with the sheer joy, relief that he hadn’t lost this rushing through him in a strong wave.

His balls drew up tight against his body, and he knew he couldn’t make it last much longer. That was okay, though, because they had a whole fucking scene planned with lots of coming and lots of pleasure.

Jet groaned softly, tongue lashing his shaft, demanding more and more. Demanding that he fill Jet’s mouth with the proof of his need.

“Greedy, pushy boy.” It wasn’t a complaint at all; it was a compliment. And they were the last words he said, his come shooting out of him and flooding Jet’s mouth.


Sean
smut fixes everything