Thursday, April 26, 2012

Welcome Carolyn Rosewood

Good day and I hope everyone's Thursday is going off without a hitch. I'm excited for my guest today Carolyn Rosewood. She is actually the first author to visit my blog so I'm thrilled to have her. Carolyn's book His Majesty's Secret was just released and I'm reading this story currently. I had hoped to finish it before she visited today but I got sick and everything kind of got put on hold. But I must say what I've read so far is amazing. I like the fantasy world she's created and I wouldn't mind meeting a man like Dalmas.

Without further ado, I introduce Carolyn Rosewood!

His Majesty’s Secret by Carolyn Rosewood

I’m thrilled to announce I’m now a Siren-Bookstrand author! His Majesty’s Secret, my M/F fantasy romance set in an alternate universe that mirrors our Medieval period, is available from Siren-Bookstrand! I’m thrilled to be part of Siren, and to show my appreciation to my readers, I’m giving away a copy of His Majesty’s Secret today to one commenter!


When his half brother Austin declares himself King, Crown Prince Dalmas of Ashdowne is forced to flee his castle or be put to death for treason. On his way to find proof Austin's claims are false, he prevents the imminent sexual assault of a beautiful young woman, killing Castle Guards in the process.

Fleeing a forced betrothal, Ravenna LoPresti of Wythmail finds herself a reluctant companion to sexy, lustful Dalmas on his journey to find the truth and win back his rightful Crown. While Austin and his Guards chase Dalmas, a Royal Proclamation declares a price on Ravenna's head as well.

Dalmas and Ravenna awaken each other's sexual desires, but will lust and growing love keep them together, even if they find the proof Dalmas needs? Or will Ravenna be forced to return to her kingdom and marry the Count, or be put to death for a murder she didn't commit?


Ravenna didn’t realize she was crying until he brushed away her tears. When his mouth found hers again, she didn’t hesitate to return his kiss. He partially unlaced her dress, his fingers trailing down her spine, white-hot against her skin. His tongue flicked down her neck and across one shoulder, then the other.

She reached for his tunic, but he caught her hands and pinned them to her sides. “Me first,” he whispered, a wicked grin on his face.

“Am I not to move, Highness?” Ravenna shivered as he held her wrists firm.

“Keep your hands at your side, or I’ll put you over my knee.”

She couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips as he gently pushed the dress over her breasts and arms until the fabric reached her wrists. She held her arms still, although the thought of moving them so he’d follow through on his threat to spank her sent waves of desire straight to her pussy.

He knelt in front of her and took her breasts in his hands, pushing them together. When he ran his teeth and tongue over her nipples as he had earlier by the stream, she cried out, clenching her thighs together. She was so close to an orgasm all she had to do was move the right way. Did he know? Was he doing this on purpose, making her wait? “Dalmas, please.”

He looked up, his eyes smoky with lust. “You’re very impatient, girl of Wythmail.”

When he smacked her on the left ass cheek, she yelped, more from surprise than anything. She barely felt his hand through the fabric of the skirt, but her pussy became so wet her juices started to trickle down her thighs.

He returned his attention to her nipples, and she had to dig her nails into her palms to keep from grabbing a fistful of his hair to push his mouth closer. The thought of a spanking competed with her desire to see what else he had planned for her.

“You may move your arms, but only to allow the dress to fall.” He pushed the fabric down to her ankles. “Now keep your arms at your sides again or you’ll get more of this.” He smacked her hard, once on each ass cheek.

Oh, Stars of Rohesia. “Dalmas, please...” She looked into his handsome face to find him grinning.

“Am I to understand you like that, Ravenna?”

She was grateful for the low light, for she knew a fierce blush covered her face. “Yes,” she whispered.

“I shall have to remember that.” He stood and retrieved a blanket, which he spread on the ground in front of her. “Move your legs apart a bit.”

She did as he asked. His tongue traced a line of liquid fire over her abdomen then down to her wetness, flicking her clit, teasing. Her palms became damp and numb from pressing them against her hips to keep from moving. Incomprehensible sounds escaped her throat. His tongue alternated between lapping inside her pussy and flicking her clit until she was ready to explode. She’d reached the point where she couldn’t take anymore when he took her entire clitoris into his mouth and sucked hard, slipping two fingers inside her at the same time.

She screamed and dug her hands into his hair, grinding her hips into his face as an intense orgasm spread through her, shocking her with wave after wave of hot fire. It went on for long minutes. Even her legs trembled.

He lowered her to the blanket and laid her face down, then took her arms and put them over her head, holding both wrists with one strong hand, just as he had the first day.

“I told you not to move,” he said, a smile in his voice.

She tensed in anticipation. He spanked each cheek several times and it stung, but it also sent a flood of desire through her like nothing ever had. He let go of her wrists, and she heard the rustle of clothing.

“Please, Dalmas. Let me touch you. Let me see you.”

“Not tonight. You’re being punished.”

He wrapped his tunic loosely around her wrists. “Tell me if this is too tight. I don’t wish to harm you.”

Ravenna could barely catch her breath. Another orgasm was building, and all he’d done was spank her and bind her wrists with a piece of cloth from which she could easily break free.

He massaged her ass, smacking her every so often, though not as hard as before. He reached around and played with her nipples, then slipped a hand underneath to stroke her clit. She tried to grind into his hand, but with her arms overhead all she could do was lie there and let him take control. It was exhilarating to give into him, and it left her dizzy with anticipation and desire.

“You’re so beautiful, Ravenna. If we were at the castle we’d never leave my bed.”

She moaned and writhed, trying to bring on her climax. Finally she felt his cock tease the opening to her wetness, circling it, prodding ever so slightly then withdrawing. He kept one hand under her, and when he suddenly plunged inside, she let out a scream as a strong orgasm rocked her.

He thrust slowly, forcing her to slow down and wait for him. Both hands reached under to cup her breasts. His thrusting gradually increased until finally he pistoned in and out with speed she wouldn’t have thought possible. His breath was hot on her back, and when she came again, he joined her, his spasms going on for long moments.

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There you have it folks. A truly brilliant author. One lucky winner will be picked to receive a copy of His Majesty's Secret. Please just leave a comment and email address and that's it. Once a winner is randomly selected Carolyn will be in touch.

Thanks for stopping by and happy reading!

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Wednesday Briefs: Out of His League Part 11

Its Wednesday and that means another installment of the Wednesday Briefs. I'm carrying on with my Out of His League story. As always I'll post my fellow briefers links, so be sure to check them out.

Prompts: "I can see clearly now..." 

Or use these alternate prompts:

Canvas, moustache, pond


"I'd follow you anywhere"


"Take your clothes off or I'll...."


Chicken, pantomime, stock market


"His/her eyes were as green as..."

Out of His League Part 11

Lance looked from Kip back to Coach Wilkerson. A smile spread across his face. “Yes. Yes I do. ” He entwined his fingers with Kip’s.

“You’re young. You have no clue what you want or what the real life is like.” Coach shook his head in disgust. “No fucking clue.”

“Come on Lance.” Kip tugged his hand to get him walking. “Don’t waste your breath.”

Lance started to follow Kip than stopped and turned back toward Coach Wilkerson. “You know what? Just because your life didn’t turn out as planned doesn’t mean ours won’t.” He squared his shoulders bracing himself as Coach took a step toward him.

“You think it’s easy to be gay in this profession? Do you really think Kipper here will be able to make it to the majors with his gay lover sitting beside him?” Coach Wilkerson barked out a laugh. “If you think that’s a possibility you’re both delusional.”

“See that’s where your thinking is fucked.” Lance jerked in surprise at Kip’s sharp words. “Yes, I love playing baseball but I’d give it all up in a heartbeat for Lance.” Kip pointed a finger at Coach Wilkerson’s chest. “I love him more than anything. More than being a starting pitcher with a five million dollar contract.” Kip shrugged his shoulders. “I can always find another job but not another Lance Kinsley.”

If they weren’t standing in the middle of the hallway and in front of Kips ex-lover, Lance would have kissed Kip full on the mouth. But they were and he didn’t want to cause more of a scene. Lance in a way felt bad for Coach Wilkerson. The man threw Kip away like he was nothing all from fear of what he thought the world would think of him. What a sad life to live. If Lance felt anything it was pity for the older man.

Not wanting to rub salt in an open wound, Lance grabbed Kip’s hand and started walking away from the man that owned Kip’s past. Because out that locker room door held the future, their future and there was no need to look back.

Lance glanced over his shoulder to the man who had been his coach for the past year and half. “Good luck, Coach. I really hope one day you find the kind of love that makes you want to change who you are.” He turned his smile toward Kip. “Come on baby, let’s go.”

Kip smiled wildly at him. "I'd follow you anywhere.”

Bending down he brushed his lips across Kip’s and walked out the double doors not looking back.


Ten Years Later

“Daddy, daddy.”

Lance looked down at his smiling daughter’s face as he reached his hands out to steady her before she fell out of her chair.

“Tatum, calm down.” He couldn’t help but laugh at her excitement. She always got this ways on games days. “If you don’t calm down no dipping dots at the seventh inning stretch.”

The threat of not getting her frosty treat always did the trick. Tatum sat with her legs crossed and pinched her lips tight. Lance leaned over and kissed her on top of her head. She beamed a smile up at him as she pressed out her lips for a kiss. Obliging his little princess’s request he gave her a quick peck then handed her a juice box.

Looking out across the expense of finely kept green grass, Lance thought back to his college days. There were times he missed it but he was a different person now than he was then. His life was great and he wouldn’t have changed a thing. He was married with a bright eyed little girl who ruled his world. Not being able to play baseball didn’t affect him in the least.

Lance graduated college and took a job as physical education teacher. Teaching young minds fulfilled him in ways that baseball never could. After the high school baseball coach retired, Lance took on the position. It only took three years for his team to take the state title. It had been one of happiest days of his life.

“Daddy, look.”

Small hands tugging at his shirt shook him from his memories. Just them the announcer came over head introducing the home team. Lance stood up and gathered Tatum in his arms.

“Daddy!” Tatum screamed as she waved her hands franticly toward the field.

“The starting pitcher, Kip Edgerton.” The roar of the crowd rang out and Tatum clapped along with them.

Lance kissed his little girl on the cheek and smile. “Yes there’s daddy.”

He watched as Kip took the mound and turned to look in their direction like he always did and mouthed the words I love you and finger waved to their daughter.

It hadn’t been an easy road to get to where they were today but in the end the only thing that mattered was that they were together. There was always those how took pleasure in poking fun at his and Kip’s life style but it was getting better. The team was like a family and they all accepted him and Kip being together. The players’ wives even gave them a baby shower when they adopted Tatum. Life was good.

With Kip still staring in their direction Lance mouthed those three little words back. Kip nodded and blew a kiss to their little girl. She was their pride and joy.

“Daddy loves us.” She giggled as she rearranged her ball cap on her head.

“Yes he does.” It always took his breath away watching the man he loved play the game that brought them together. “And we love him.”

The End

Hope everyone enjoyed Out of His League. It was a lot of fun to write. There's always room for these characters to grow I'll just have to wait and see if they do anymore talking to me. :-) 

Now rush off and check out my fellow authors stories!

Happy reading!!!

Sara York     m/m
Tali      m/m
MA Church     m/m
Elyzabeth VaLey     m/f
MC Houle     m/m

Friday, April 20, 2012

Set Me On Fire Release and Giveaway!

I was in the hospital yesterday so I'm trying to play catch and get ahead all at once. Or I'm at least trying too!!

Tomorrow, Saturday April 21, is the release day for Set Me On Fire. The story revolves around to firefighters, Kelly Lynch and Nate Anderson, and the struggles they have to overcome to be together. Whenever two people begin a relationship a lot of compromise and understanding needs to take place. But if both parties aren't willing to do that, well then you have the perfect drama/conflict for a story.

I love doing giveaways so in honor of Set Me On Fire's release there's going to be one.
All you have to do is leave a comment with valid email address or if you don't feel comfortable leaving an email address feel free to email me directly. The contest will run from today Friday April 20 until Monday April 23. I'll randomly select a winner on Tuesday morning April 24. The book will be in PDF format.

I'm also visiting some other authors blogs hosting giveaways as well so you may also enter there if you wish.

Julie Lynn Hayes
Gale Stanley

Kelly Lynch wanted to become a firefighter to help people, but with his accident prone nature his boss, Nate Anderson, thinks he’s an utter fool. Kelly never planned to fall for Nate but now that he has, he realizes loving is easy; understanding and compromise are hard.

Nate has been attracted to Kelly since his first day at the station house. Watching the younger man day in and day out is frustrating. Kelly’s latest stunt almost got him killed and Nate fears losing the man of his dreams.

Will Nate’s demanding ways cause the embers of their love to die out? Or will Kelly prove he has what it takes to be with Nate, at work and in the bedroom?

Monday, April 16, 2012

Featured Author of the Month


Hello! I hope everyone’s Monday is going awesomely. I’m posting to talk about being a featured author of the month at Silver Publishing for the tail end of April. I was super excited when Madison emailed and asked if I wanted to do it. I was like of course! I got to answer some fun questions and it doesn’t hurt that my books are pictured at the top of Silvers website. It’s pretty exciting for me!

I’m also stopping by some fellow authors blogs and I’m also having few giveaways as well for a chance to win a copy or my current release Set Me On Fire. Its part of the Men in Uniform Anthology and my story is about two firefighters, Kelly Lynch and Nate Anderson. Two men who have to overcome their differences to reach that happy ever after.

Please feel free to stop by and say hi!

Blog Stops!
April 16- Pia Veleno
April 17- Julie Lynn Hayes  
April 18- Lily Sawyer
April 19- Pat Cunningham
April 20- Gale Stanley
April 21- Sam Cresent
April 23- Missy Lyons
April 24- Victoria Blisse
April25- Camile Carson  
April 27- Nichole Morgan

Giveaways! The chance to win a copy of Set Me On Fire
April 17- Julie Lynn Hayes
April 20- Gale Stanley
April 20-23 On my blog:

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Wednesday Brief: Out of His League Part 10

It’s Wednesday and time for some free reading. Which is always a good thing! As always I’ll leave links to my fellow briefers at the end. The list of participants is long and we have some newbies to the Wednesday Brief staring this week. Be sure to check them out!
Hope everyone has an excellent day and happy reading!!!

This week prompts are:

"It was a dark and stormy night"  (so it's Bulmer-Lytton, sue me lol)

Or the alternative prompts are:

Candy, crow, a length of rope


"When I saw his/her eyes, I just knew that..."


French kiss, French fry, third French object of your choice


Penguin, ventriloquist, rapier


"Are you glad to see me or is that a (fill in the blank) in  your pocket?"

Out of His League Part 10

“I know we do,” Lance said as he kept his gaze on the floor. After what coach Wilkerson just told him he was afraid what else Kip wanted to discuss. He wasn’t na├»ve to think Kip didn’t have lovers in his past but Coach Wilkerson? That was hard for him to swallow. The man had a fucking finance.

“I’m not going to lie, Lance.” Kip leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees. Lance could see the shame he felt in his posture. “And I won’t use the excuse that I’m young and just made a stupid mistake. I knew full well what I was getting myself into and who I was doing it with. I’m just embarrassed Peter ambushed you out there on the field.”

Lance flinched at the use of Coach Wilkerson’s first name coming out of Kip’s mouth. It was just another reminder of how close the two men had been. Jealousy was never pretty but damn it Lance didn’t want to picture the two being intimate.

“Kip, you don’t have to explain anything to me. I get it.”  Lance combed his fingers through his hair. “But I have to ask is it over between you two? Or is what he said true? Am I just someone for you to play with while you pass the time?”

“God no!” Kip went to his knees in front of him and grabbed Lance’s hands. “What I had with him was nothing like what I have with you.” Kip shook his head. “In the short time we’ve been together I no without a doubt I want you and only you for as long as you will have me.” Kip lifted Lance’s hand to his mouth and kissed the top of his knuckles. “I’m falling in love with you Lance,” Kip said softly.

It was as if someone threw a bucket of ice water on Lance’s head. He’d never had another person beside his parents say they loved him before.

After the initial shock wore off, Lance wrapped his hand around the back of Kip’s neck and pulled him forward. Lance smashed his lips to Kip’s and kissed him with such force he could taste blood from where his teeth bit into Kip’s soft lips.

Kip fisted his hands in Lance’s hair and Lance moaned into the kiss. The urgency to have full body contact Kip had Lance pushing his man to the floor and straddling his hips. The Timber Wolves locker room wasn’t the ideal place for them to make love but he would take what he could get and if that meant only kissing then so be it.

The need for air had Lance pulling away from the death grip Kip had on his hair. He could feel the man’s fingernails against his scalp as he tried to hold Lance in place. He smiled against Kip’s lips and chuckled at his man’s reserve to not let go. Kip raised his hips trying to follow Lances retreat.

“Baby, I think we should take this elsewhere.” Lance detached Kips hands from his hair as he sat up.

Kip sighed his displeasure. “I know but this feels so good and a little naughty.” Lance laughed when Kip winked at him. “Well Mr. Edgerton what do we have here?” Kip palmed the throbbing length behind Lance’s zipper. “Are you glad to see me or is that a very large snake in your pocket?”

Lance chuckled at Kip’s attempts of seduction. “Well you’ll find out soon enough if you play your cards right.” Lance teased. “But seriously I want some privacy when I make love to the man I love,” Lance said the words softly; afraid to say them to loud in case Kip changed his mind and didn’t want him.

“Love?” Kip asked shock clear in his tone. “You love me?”

“I do. I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you. I just took it for granted you were out of my league and I could never get a man like you.” Lance confessed.

“You’re crazy, Lance. You’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met. I’m the one who isn’t good enough for you but I’m going to spend the rest of our lives proving I can be the kind of man you’d be proud of.”

His heart leapt into his throat at Kip’s words. The rest of their lives was a long time, god willing, for them to be together and Lance couldn’t have been happier.

“How about we call it a draw and just say were great for each other and get on with our relationship with no looking back. I lives together start now.” It felt right for Lance to say that. All their past mistakes and bad choice were just that in the past and they didn’t need it to plague their future.

“I’m totally okay with that,” Kip said with a smile. “I love you Lance.”

“I love you to babe. Now let’s get the hell out of here and go celebrate.” Lance stood up and reached out a hand to help Kip up.

“That is code for sex, right?” Kip teased, a twinkle in his eyes.

“Fuck yeah!”

They quickly showered and got changed. Lance held  the door open for Kip to walk out before him. As they entered the hallway Coach Wilkerson stood leaning against the opposite wall.

“So you two think this will last?” Coach asked.

To be continued

Nephylim     m/m
Lily Sawyer      m/m
Sara York     m/m
MA Church   m/m
Victoria Blisse    m/f
Elyzabeth VaLey     m/f
MC Houle     m/m

Monday, April 9, 2012

Hoppy Easter Blog Winner!

I want to thank everyone for stopping by my blog. And yes you all made me very hungry. I'm a sweets kinda girl!

Now down to business, the winner is Tabatha, AlienZombie13. I've emailed you just to make sure I have the correct email address before I send off your goodies.

Once again a big thanks to you all and also for sharing your time with me! I loved reading all your comments.

Hope everyone has an amazing week and happy reading!!!


Friday, April 6, 2012

Hoppy Easter Blog Hop


Happy Easter to all those who celebrate and if you don’t happy weekend!  My family does take part in the Easter egg hunt tradition and dinner with family. For us it’s a great excuse to get together.

My kids love candy and I'm a major fan of it too. LOL! My daughter loves the individually wrapped small solid chocolate eggs. My oldest son loves the Cadbury cream eggs. My two youngest son's like Reece’s Peanut Butter cups and M&M’s. My hubby has a thing for the marshmallow Peeps. Me personally Dove chocolate is a winner.

I'm swamped with edits right now so I'll make this an easy contest to participate in. All you have to do is leave a comment saying what your favorite candy is. The only problem I see this being is it will make me super hungry. I got a sweet to folks and I will not deny it. Also please leave a valid email address so I can contact you if you win.

My giveaway is a copy of Fate's Fortunate Mistake. It’s a M/M themed story. Plus a $10 Amazon gift card. If you are picked as the winner and already have this book just let me no and you can pick from any of my books I have out or coming out. I'm cool with that too.
The contest runs from today, April 6, until Sunday April 8th at midnight. I'll randomly pick a winner Monday, April 9th, in the morning.

Hope everyone has an amazing weekend and happy reading, or in this case blog hopping!


Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Wednesday Brief: Out of His League Part 9

Well it's Wednesday again and that means its brief time, aka flash fiction. I'm continuing my baseball themed story. At the end I'll post the link to my fellow authors participating this week. Be sure to stop by and show them some love!

Hope everyone has a great holiday weekend and happy reading!

This week our prompts were provided to us by Scarlett Knight.

Prompt 1: Write a scene/story set on a plane, a cruise ship, or a train

Prompt 2: Use "macaroni," "diva," and "cape"

Prompt 3: Write a scene/story and include a bird in some way

I offer you these alternate prompts:

"Opposites attract"


An interesting use of an electric chair


Scarf, cucumber, and a coffee table

Out of His League Part 9

He watched as Lance walked off the field without even a backwards glance. Kip turned his glare to Peter. The man looked pleased with himself with a huge shit eating grin plastered across his face.

What did he say to Lance?

As soon as his pitching coach dismissed them for the day he took off across the field toward Peter. He had to know what the man said. Lance looked completely dejected when he headed toward the locker room and by the look Peter was sporting, the man seemed just a little too happy at the hurt and sadness coming off of Lance.

“What the fuck did you say to Lance?” There was no beating around the bush. Kip wanted answers.

When Peter turned to him a grin lit up the older man's face. “Kipper, how was your practice, baby?”

His blood pressure sky rocketed at the older man’s pet name for him. The man had balls or he was oblivious ignorant to the situation unfolding at the moment.

“Stop calling me that,” Kip growled low as the rest of the players existed the field. “What did you say to him?”

“Everything okay here gentlemen?” Coach Anderson asked as he came upon Kip and Peter. His eyes darted between the two men and Kip had to wonder if the other coach picked up on the hostility wafting off him.

“All is good Vic.” Peter laid his hand on Kip’s shoulder and gave a gently squeeze. It took all Kip had not knock it off. “Just chatting with Kip.”

“Well okay then. Kip that was some excellent pitching today. Take care of that shoulder; you’re our starting pitcher for opening day.”

“Yes sir.” Kip smiled but it was forced. Being able to start a game was pretty big news for any player but at the moment he cared more about Lance and what he was feeling then his baseball career.

As Coach Anderson walked away Kip seized the opportunity to push Peter’s hand off his shoulder. Peter turned pouty eyes to him, like that would work on him. Maybe a few months ago but not now. Not when Kip knew without a doubt that he was just a piece of ass to Peter and what they shared meant nothing to the older man.

“I’ll ask you one more time, what did you say to Lance?” Kip did his best to rein in his control and he was losing the battle with his emotions. He never wanted to pummel someone as much as he wanted to Peter at that very second.

“I told him the truth,” Peter said as he crossed his large arms over his chest.

“And what’s that?”

Peter took a step toward him. “That whatever is between the two of you will pass and that you will come back to me.”

Peter's smile made Kip’s skin crawl. A shudder ran across his back. How could I have ever been attracted to such slime ball?

“First off, we are over. Hasn’t that sunk in to your thick head yet?” Kip fisted his hands in his hair in frustration, knocking his ball cap to the ground. “My god you’re fucking engaged to a woman. Anything I ever felt for you is over. I’ve grown up and I know what it’s like to have someone how cares about me for more than just my ass.”

“Kip.” Peter shook his head as he started to laugh. “I hear what you’re saying but don’t you remember all the times we were together? How I made you come so hard you couldn’t move a single muscle.” Peter took a step forward invading Kip’s personal space then lifted his finger to turn Kip to look at him. “He can never make you feel like I did.”

Kip jerked away from Peter’s touch. “That’s where you’re wrong. He already has.” He flashed a big grin to Peter before he turned to walk away.

A hard grip on his bicep stilled his movement. “This little thing between you and Lance won’t last and you’ll come back to me. You two are too different,” Peter whispered low in his ear.

Kip pulled free of Peter’s hold. “Haven’t your heard?” He asked over his shoulder. “Opposites attract.”

He didn’t wait for a response from Peter. No matter what the other man had to say it was for nothing. Kip wanted Lance and he would move heaven and earth to keep him. He just had to pray Peter hadn’t messed up any chance he had.

As he walked into the locker room he noticed it was empting out. A lot of the players had already showered, changed and were leaving for the day. He navigated his way to Lance’s locker. To his surprise Lance was still there, staring down at the floor. It broke Kip’s heart to know he had a part in that. He should have told Lance about Peter but he didn’t. He didn’t want Lance to judge him for his past actions and his poor choice in boyfriends.

Taking a deep breath he sat down next to Lance. “We need to talk.”

To be continued

Nephylim     m/m
Ashlynn Monroe     m/f
MC Houle     m/m

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

A Proud Moment

I know this is my blog for my writing but today I'm taking a moment to share how proud I am of my husband. He ran his first 5K this past weekend and completed it under forty minutes. I'm over the moon proud of him. He knows how I like to run and wanted to participate in a race with me. Of course I was completely floored at first, because he hates to run for any reason, but I agreed it would be a good thing for him to try.

He's been training for the past couple of months. Not only for this race but because as the years have crept up on my hubby so have the pounds. His motivation might have been running in a 5K but ultimately he's trying to incorporate exercise into his life along with a healthy diet. I'm all for this. For one we have four kids together and I want to grow old with my best friend and being healthy raises the odds for this to happen.

But the main thing that makes me the proudest is that he didn't let anything discourage him from doing this race. My husband is a big guy and it would be easy for him to just give up or talk himself out of it, but he didn’t. He held strong and has made a lot of changes in his everyday life for the better.

Us with our good friend
I guess my point is you never know unless you try and don’t let other people’s doubts make decision for you. It's like me and my writing. I took a chance submitting my first story and it got rejected but a couple of months later the next one was accepted and the rest is history. Of course as any writer will tell you, you have to put up with negative reviews and people just not liking your work. But on the flip side there will be people who get your work and love it and that right there makes is all worth it in the end. So keep trying and never give up. That is the best advice I'd give to anyone. 

Me & My Hubby
See I did incorporate a little something involving my writing. LOL!

Hope everyone has an amazing week and happy reading!


Contest Winner!

The winner of a copy of Fate's Fortunate Mistake is Faerie. I want to thank all of you for participating. The Hoppy Easter Blog Hop is this weekend and I'll be giving out another copy of Fate's Fortunate Mistake plus a $10 Amazon gift card. A lot of authors are involved in the hop so make sure you check it out!