Monday, January 15, 2018

Tuesday Tales - Picture Prompt




It`s time for Tuesday Tales.



Today we have a snippet from Overtime which is book #4 in the Cayuga Cougars series. In today’s snippet Sander March, our storyteller, meets one of the two men who will steal his heart. The scene takes place at a sports banquet for Twin Tiers athletes.

This week is our picture prompt and all snippets must be 300 words or thereabouts.

This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!





The dining room was vast, filled with tables all done up in red and white and people in suits and cocktail dresses. One side was lined with buffet tables and the rich smells of garlic and coffee filled the dry air.
“If you’re interested in the woman in the blue dress, she’s not on the market.”
I glanced to my right and got a smile that could shame the moon from a man almost too beautiful for words. Dark brown hair with all kinds of curls, deep brown eyes, skin the color of creamed coffee, and a playful dimple. He was an inch or two taller than my six feet, lean, with long arms and legs. Probably about my age of twenty-six or close to that.
“She’s not my type,” I dully replied, hoping that I could tug my gaze from those soulful chocolate eyes of his before it became obvious I was staring.
“Too old?” He stepped closer, our shoulders brushing.
“Too female.”
“Oh.” He leaned in a little closer, the pressure of his arm growing against mine. “I like older women and hot green-eyed men in suits who forgo that old tie makes the suit mantra.”
“Shit.” How had I forgotten my tie?
“The look works for you. Mateo Castillo. I play centerfield for the Elmira Egrets.”
“Sander March. Baseball huh?” I took the offered hand and shook it. A nice warm sizzle happened when skin met skin.
“Yeah, minor league, double A. And you play what?” Mateo still had my hand.
“Hockey, up in Cayuga.” I tugged free and got a sassy wink from the centerfielder. “Not sure why I’m here to be honest.”
“Yeah? Do you suck?”
Okay, now that could be taken as a come-on or as a slam if one didn’t catch the glimmer of mischief in his eye.
“No, actually, I’m leading my division in goals and am tied with my winger for assists.”
A couple sauntered by, nodded, and then continued to the buffet tables.
“Then that’s why you’re here. They must have seen you play. Want to grab some food and a table?” I could see that people were now starting to move toward the buffet tables. “We can sit and talk sports until we both lose and go home all sad and dejected.”



Copyright 2018 ©by V.L. Locey

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Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Coach's Challenge Release Day




The Venomous Pole is back!

It’s been one amazing ride getting to know Vic. Every time I think I’m done with his stories, he reveals something new to me. He is one complicated man with layers that I doubt I’ll ever fully be able to reveal. It’s a joy to be able to bring you another story for these two men, now a happily married couple with a child!

Fans of Victor Kalinski and Dan Arou-Kalinski can grab their copy of Coach’s Challenge today at any of the fine eBook retailers below:







Blurb:

Victor Kalinski and his husband, Dan Arou, are living the dream. Married for over a year now, the couple have settled into life in Cayuga surrounded by friends, family, and a team that’s poised to make another championship run. Each man is enjoying professional success as well as personal bliss. Who knew life in the suburbs with a spouse and a child could be so darn satisfying? Not Vic. K, that’s for sure.

The happy times are about to turn rough, though. The Cougars have picked up a new player, Sander March, a brash young center whose sass, skill, and attitude can rival Victor’s. When it’s revealed that this new player and Dan have history, tensions begin to rise between the newlyweds.

As Victor and Dan work on those issues, the one person Victor never thought he would meet arrives in the small New York hamlet and proceeds to flip everything in Vic’s life upside down. Can Victor and Dan’s marriage withstand what life is about to drop on it, or will the challenges be too much for them to handle?

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

A Sit Down with Vic and Dan







There’s a fun little interview with Victor and Dan over at Cathy Writes Romance today! Since tomorrow is release day, and Vic will be unable to pick his big head up off the pillow after reading what he hopes will be glowing reviews, we opted to run the interview a day early.


 You can leap from here to Cathy Writes Romance by following this link:











Monday, January 8, 2018

Tuesday Tales - Twig




It`s time for Tuesday Tales.



Today we have one last snippet from Last Defense, Harrisburg Railers #5, an MM hockey romance book coauthored with RJ Scott. Next week I’ll have a new book rolling so as RJ and I will have finished with this story.
Our word prompt today is “Twig”. This scene takes place after something rather traumatic happens. What that is remains a secret until the book comes out on 5/16. *wink*

This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!




“Ben, I’ll be right here. You’ll be safe. Sleep.” He ran his fingers along my jaw. Bucky licked my face. Max turned off the light and pulled the drapes shut. I vaguely heard him calling to the dog. That was all I remembered. I think Max woke me up to swallow some pills. Then there was heat on both sides of me: man on the left and dog on the right. Nothing much wiggled in after that. When I woke up I was facing my dog. 
“Hey, Winter Soldier.” I reached out to pet him and grimaced. Ouch. Man, flesh wounds hurt big time. Bucky leaped down from the bed, ran in circles while barking, and then jumped back up while I was slowly working on sitting up. I heard someone heavy coming up the stairs. Max flew into the room like Satan was nipping on his heels, beautiful eyes wide.
“Why is he barking?” Max asked. Bucky yipped a greeting to my lover then flopped down next to me.
“He’s happy I woke up, I guess.”
Max’s entire body exhaled in relief. “Scared me. I thought…well, I thought something had happened or someone--,” he shook that off, looking brittle as a dry twig. “Not important. You look better.”
“Yeah, I feel better, I guess.” I glanced at the clock beside the bed. It was five after five. No wonder I felt rested.
“You want something to eat?”
“In a bit. Now I want a shower and a toothbrush.” I pushed to my feet and Max was right there. “I’m good. Really. It’s just a flesh wound,” I said in my best Monty Python manner.
He wrapped me into a hug that I stayed in for a long, long time. Bucky snuffled at our legs, doing his best to wiggle in between us.
“Silly pooch,” Max smiled, reaching down to scratch Bucky behind an ear. “Go shower. Dinner’s covered. We’ll eat and then we’ll talk.”
“I love you.” I just wanted to say it because it needed said. Often. Every day, hell every hour if possible.
“I love you too.” He kissed my brow then padded off, Bucky opting to stay with me as I showered and pulled on some clean briefs, shorts, and a soft tank top. Lowering and raising my arm hurt. I was not action hero material, I guess.
When I stepped into my tiny kitchen a big man was putting plates on the table. Just two plates but my gosh there had to be twenty casserole dishes scattered over the counters. I threw Max a befuddled look. He shrugged.
“The Rose of Beulah congregation has been busy.”
“Well I guess so,” I murmured as I studied the pans of lasagna, chicken casserole, tuna casserole, red beans and rice, and macaroni and cheese. Pies and cakes were stacked up by the coffee pot which, praise be to Jesus, was full of fresh coffee.





Copyright 2017 ©by V.L. Locey

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Hat Trick of Questions





Before we leap into the questioning and answering, I'd like to thank everyone who’s been dropping by the blog over the years, reading, and commenting. You all are truly the best!

So, let's get right into the first hat trick of questions for the new year!




What's your writing schedule for 2018?

In one word: mildly insane. Oh, that’s two words. Well, they both fit so we’ll run with them. Those two words also fit my release schedule for the upcoming year. Looking ahead I have six books that will take precedence. Three are collaboration books with Rj Scott and three are solo books.

The books with Rj are:

Railers #6 (Title TBD)
Ryker (Owatanna U. #1)
A Holiday Railers/Owatanna U Crossover (Title TBD)

The solo novels are:

Overtime (Cayuga Cougars #4)
One on One (Cayuga Cougars #5)
Touch of a Yellow Sun (Colors of Love #2)

I imagine that I’ll be working on the Colors of Love books once the six above are completed, if I don’t get steamrolled with an idea that needs to be written RIGHT NOW!



Will we see more Cayuga Cougar books after One on One?

Probably not. That’s not to say that we won’t maybe see Vic and Dan or August and Sal again, but that series will conclude with book #5. I will miss that team terribly but its time to move on and tell new tales.


 If you could spend a week in the world of a famous book series written by another author which world would you choose?

Oh boy, this is tough! There are so many wonderful series out there that I enjoy. Do I really have to pick only one?

My lusty side wants me to choose the Black Dagger Brotherhood books. I’ve been reading those sexy Caldwell boys since Dark Lover came out, and I plan to keep going as long as the WARDen keeps writing them. #TeamQhuinnAndBlay #GotToRepMyBoyVToo

My fantasy side wants me to pick the world of Percy Jackson. My love of Greek mythology is old and well known. It would be amazing to hang out with Percy and the gang, get to chill with the gods (ARES!!) and maybe fight a few mythological monsters at Camp Half Blood.

Then again, some time at Hogwarts would darn cool. Ugh! This is too hard! 




Do you have any questions for me? Feel free to leave them in the comments section and I’ll answer them next time around!





Friday, January 5, 2018

MM Goodness Book Review - Inseparable by Sloan Johnson








Amazon



This is a wonderful coming of age story of two best friends who truly were inseparable from childhood through high school. It was during those last years in high school that Trevor and Gabe realized their feelings for each other had grown into something more powerful than friendship. The author weaves a powerful and compelling tale as both young men work through leaving home, the pressure of collage and self-discovery, and what this new freedom means for their tender relationship.

It’s obvious that our leading men adore and are madly attracted to each other. The heavy sex does mostly happen off page but there’s enough sensual action and dialog to keep even a staunch fan of erotic details such as me happy. The secondary characters are compelling and realistic. There’s a young man named Seth – one of Trevor and Gabe’s roommates – that really grabbed my attention and held it. Since this is the first book in Ms. Johnson’s Port Java series, I hope one of the following books are about Seth. Overall this is a moving and lovely new adult MM romance that left me yearning for more.


5 out of 5 stars

Monday, January 1, 2018

Tuesday Tales - Blue




 It`s time for Tuesday Tales.




Today we have a snippet from Last Defense, Harrisburg Railers #5, an MM hockey romance book coauthored with RJ Scott that we’re currently writing. In this excerpt we have a little more of Max and Ben’s first date.

Our word prompt today is “Blue”.

This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!





Max muttered something under his breath. What it was I didn’t know, but we ran to the gates, paid to get in, and then hustled past roller coasters and flume rides with deepest blue water, breathlessly arriving at the Kissing Tower with just ten minutes to closing.
“I’m going to pass out,” Max panted as the disgruntled park employee ushered us into the rotating cabin. We were the only ones on the ride, which was good. I’d been hoping for a little privacy for my great confession. Also, if Max blew me off no one would be here to see me cry.
“Don’t pass out yet,” I took his hand and led him to one of the candy kiss shaped windows. The ride started quickly, probably because the employees wanted to go home. Up the cabin rose, two hundred and fifty feet into the air, as it slowly rotated. We sat down and looked out the candy shaped windows, working to catch our breath.
“This is really something,” Max said as the cabin slowly turned showing those inside a panoramic view of the park and downtown Hershey. My gaze was on him.
“Yeah, it really is.”
He turned on the padded bench and settled his beautiful brown-gold eyes on me.
I leaned in and kissed him. We were in the kissing tower after all. He responded with simmering heat that was evident and burbling below the surface.
I cupped his face, the rough scratch of his beard on my palms crazy pleasant.
“I really like you and I want to date you. In public. Holding hands and whispering over a candlelight meal sort of dating.”
He seemed to digest that news slowly. The cabin continued to rotate. My belly felt a little queasy and not from the mellow ride we were on.
“Okay, I’d like that too.”
He hauled me to him, plastering his mouth over mine. Somehow, by the time the cabin was back on the ground, I’d been pulled onto his lap, facing him, and was having my neck feasted on by a ravenous hockey player.
The doors opening on the cabin and the shout from a disgruntled park worker broke into the sensual moment. I leaped up, we both shoved at our erections, and then we exited the ride looking rather sheepish.







Copyright 2017 ©by V.L. Locey

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