Friday, March 9, 2012

An Interview with L.M. Brown

Please join me in welcoming author LM Brown as she shares with us a little about her writing, why she'd like to have a twin, and where she'd like to visit.

Be sure to check out the excerpt for her new book, Between Heaven and Hell, after the interview.

1) Links to website and list of books with purchase links.

Books in order of publication:

Touch of a Ghost (ebook and audio)
Driving Me Crazy (ebook)
Gift of Love (ebook anthology with Lydia Nyx and Shawn Bailey)
Between Heaven & Hell (ebook)
Silver Shorts (ebooks – free reads)

All available from Silver Publishing

2) How long have you been writing? What got you in to writing?

I have been writing since I was a teenager. I used to love getting the homework assignments for English that let me give my imagination the freedom to run riot.  Although it was nerve-wracking when one of my stories was read out in class for the other students to hear, it was also a defining moment for me when, after the lesson was over, one of the class members, who was not a particularly close friend of mine, came up to ask to borrow my book to read what happened next, since time had run out and the teacher had had to cut short her reading.  That was the day I realised I wanted to be a writer.

During my later teens and early twenties, other stuff got in the way of my writing, but I rediscovered it via fanfiction and eventually found my way back to writing original stories just a few years ago when readers of my fanfics kept asking why I didn’t write for publication.  I realised I had no answer for that other than procrastination and decided to give it a try. 

3) What was your first published book? Looking back, is there anything you’d change about it?

My first published book was Touch of a Ghost, a novella which was published the Halloween before last.  At this point I don’t think I would change anything about the story, though my opinion may change in years to come when I have more experience with writing in general.

4) What or Who has influenced your writing?

I don’t think I can say that anyone in particular has influenced my writing, apart from my awesome editors, of course, who are so patient with me and I am forever in their debt.

I am an avid reader and always have been.  Chances are many of my favourite authors have influenced me in some way, and there are certainly a lot of them I admire out there, but I don’t try to copy their styles or emulate them. 

5) Where do you get your ideas?

I get my ideas from all over the place. Mostly they just pop into my head, usually at a very inconvenient time, when I have no pen and paper handy and no time to write. 

The idea behind Driving Me Crazy, for example, came from a radio station call in where listeners had to guess the most embarrassing reason for failing a driving test.  Although I missed the end of the show (thanks to the evil day job) and never found out the actual answer to the question, the idea of someone failing their driving test because of crushing on their instructor had taken up residence in my head and that was it.

6) What hinders your writing? (distractions? noise?)

My biggest distraction these days is probably a toss up between the internet and my kittens.  The former is very distracting since it is so easy to lose track of time whilst surfing the ‘Net.  The latter resent anything on my knee that isn’t them and have a tendency to sprawl all over my laptop, my arms and my chest, making writing pretty much impossible.  But I adore them so they get away with it most of the time. 

7) What genre are you most comfortable with? What would you like to explore?

I am pretty much only in one genre at the moment, that being gay romances.  I have written (but not published) het romances as well, and may well try to get one or more of those published in the future.  At the moment I am happy with writing about my boys though.  I tend to stick to contemporary and paranormal for the most part.

I would like to explore some of the other sub-genres, such as fantasy, futuristic/sci-fi in the future and have some stories in the works that are inching into those realms.  I just need to get more comfortable with world building before I let them loose on the general public.

Another genre I would love to write is historical romance, but that is a long way away, mainly because of the amount of research I would have to do before venturing in that direction. 

8) Are you a by-the-seat-of-your-pants kind of writer, or do you have to use an outline to put your collective thoughts into some semblance of common sense?

I probably work with a bit of both.  I start of with a general idea and write by-the-seat-of-my-pants to begin with, but as the story progresses and starts to come together I start outlining things that are going to happen. 

It is very rare I outline things right from the start, as the stories tend to drift off in other directions as I write them down.  My m/m/m story Between Heaven & Hell is a prime example of that, since it started out as a m/m story with no hint of a three-some in sight.  What began as a short story about an angel and a demon fighting over the same mortal, ended up as a ménage novel (with two sequels planned) when the sexual tension between the two immortals got way out of hand. 

9) Which of your books is your favorite? Why?

My favourite book, at least at the moment, is probably Between Heaven & Hell.  It is a “first” for me in several ways and will probably remain my favourite for some time to come.  It is my first novel, as opposed to short story/novella, my first ménage, and my first book to have unique cover art all of its own. 

10) Do you incorporate some of yourself into your characters? Personality traits? Likes? Dislikes?

I think there is probably a little of me in some of my characters, though probably not much since I am one of the many straight females out there who writes stories about gay men.

Occasionally you might hear a character sounding a little snarky, and chances are that is my personality bleeding through. There is probably quite a bit of me in Mel, the best friend of Nick from Hey, Baby, my contribution to the Gift of Love anthology.

11) What do you think is the perfect hero/heroine? Why?

I think the most perfect heroes/heroines, are those that are quite clearly not perfect.  Perfect is quite boring and the more perfect a character is, the more he/she will grate on my nerves.  I’m certainly not perfect and I like characters I can relate to.  I like flawed characters who make mistakes and learn from them, who grow as characters as we follow them on their journey. 

A perfect hero/heroine, for me, is one that is anything but.

12) What is your latest release? Please share the blurb and purchase info with us.

My latest release is my first novel, Between Heaven and Hell, which is the first book in my Heavenly Sins series.  It is a male/male/male ménage story and is available now from Silver Publishing.

Blurb

Angel Machidiel (Mac) and demon Alastor have been denying the attraction they feel for each other for centuries because relationships between angels and demons are forbidden.

Things change forever when they both fall for the same mortal man and begin a relationship with him. Together with Tristan, the menage they form is filled with jealousy and insecurities, passion and love. Only time will tell if the relationship they have forged together is made in Heaven or Hell.

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13) What do you have in the works?

I always have a lot of stories “in the works” so to speak, though at the top of my list of those I am working on is the first sequel to Between Heaven & Hell, which is tentatively titled Between Good & Evil.  This picks up where Between Heaven & Hell finishes and continues the story of Tristan, Machidiel and Alastor. 

I also have a couple of short stories in the works that I am hoping to get accepted for a couple of open calls as well as my previously rejected story, The Heart of Eden, which is currently undergoing revisions.

I am also regularly participating in the Silver Shorts Free Reads and Wednesday Briefs, which are prompt based stories and free to read on my blog on Wednesdays during the weeks I participate.

14) Do you have any suggestions/comments for prospective authors?

I think the only advice I can offer, being very new at this and still finding my feet, is not to give up and to go for it.  I spent a lot of time procrastinating before submitting my first story to a publisher and a lot of it was down to nerves. The thing to remember is if you don’t try you’ll never know if you would have got that all important contract.  But if you don’t even try, then you’ll never make it.

JUST FOR FUN:

If you could be an animal, what would it be? Why?

I think if I were an animal it would be one that can explore where I, as a human being cannot.  Normally I’d say any type of bird and see the world from the skies, but an underwater creature is also appealing, especially if it is one that can explore the depths of the ocean. 

If you had super powers, what would they be? Why?

The ability to split myself into two would be awesome. One me could go do the evil day job while the other does the writing job.  Though I know which one I would want to “be” if that was the case.  I find there are never enough hours in the day and this would certainly solve the problem.

If you could change three things in the world, what would they be? Why?

I’d end war, poverty and prejudice if I had a choice.  I think the reasons why are pretty obvious, the world would be a better place.  J

Is there anywhere you’d like to visit? Why?

I would love to visit Egypt, but I am a bit fearful I would end up passing out because of the heat.  I am in England and we aren’t used to the scorching hot weather over here.  I would love to see the Pyramids, since I love history and ancient history in particular.

Between Heaven and Hell
Heavenly Sins Book 1

Genre: Male/Male/Male Paranormal

Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Silver Publishing

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Format: ebook


Excerpt – PG15

Tristan moved the computer mouse over the play button and clicked it. The video stream began with an out-of-focus shot of what appeared like the carpet in the study. Then the image panned out and he saw the face on the screen. It was the face that looked back at him from the mirror, yet he had no recollection of making this recording. Of course, that had been the whole point, hadn't it?

"Er, hi," the man on the screen said awkwardly. "I'm Tristan Garrett and in a matter of hours I'm going to lose my memory. But I guess you already know that.

"Your parents and the rest of your relatives should believe you're dead by now, so don't go looking them up or anything like that. Your parents were…"

Tristan watched himself falter on the screen.

"Damn, this is pointless," the recorded Tristan said. "I can't tell you all about your life in just a few hours. There'd be stuff missing and it'd be like a half-written story with gaps and plot holes. So here's the important stuff. The stuff you really need to know. It all started on Halloween night the year before last…
* * * *

Tristan Garrett could feel the man's eyes on him as he moved away from the bar. Like many of the men in The Inferno, the stranger had gone all out for Halloween and was the very image of a sexy, badass devil. He wore a pair of fake red horns atop his head; they poked out from his shoulder-length, ebony hair and the lights of the club caught them each time he turned to survey the crowded room.

Even from a distance, he looked amazing. Tristan admired the way his tight leather trousers hugged his shapely arse, and his hands itched to trace the washboard abs that were only partially covered by the black vest.

Tristan wasn't the only man in the club following the devil's movements. Several had approached him only to be turned away after only a moment. The direct approach didn't seem to be working for this guy.

"He's out of your league," teased Lawrence, Tristan's best friend and former lover, when he caught Tristan checking out the devil for the third time in under ten minutes.

"No such thing," Tristan replied lightly. "You're the one who taught me to go after what I want and not let anyone tell me I'm not good enough for them." 

Lawrence took a swig from his pint of beer before he answered. "Fifty quid says you can't pull him."

Tristan watched as the devil rebuffed the latest man to approach him. The devil smiled in his direction and even though he hadn't said a word, Tristan sensed he might have a chance if he were to try his luck.

"I'll take that bet," Tristan replied quietly. Maintaining eye contact with the devil, he slowly finished his beer and put his glass down on a nearby table. Turning back to Lawrence, he nodded towards the dance floor. They had played this game countless times, and it almost always worked. Lawrence led the way and Tristan followed. Moulding their bodies together, Tristan's back to Lawrence's front, they began to slowly move in time to the pulsing beat of the music.

Tristan closed his eyes and rested his head back on Lawrence's shoulder, letting the taller man set the pace. He knew his fair-skinned looks and spiky strawberry blond hair were complemented by the contrast as he nestled against Lawrence's dark hair and bulkier frame. He was a fit and healthy twenty-seven year old man, and while he wasn't the best built guy in town, he knew how to draw attention to himself when he wanted to. Right now he wanted the attention of the devil focused on him. He wasn't going to chase the other man to win the bet; the devil would come to him. He was absolutely sure of it.

Lawrence whispered the devil's movements in his ear. "He's watching us. We're turning him on. He's watching me grinding my cock into your arse and wishing it was his."

Tristan moved back against Lawrence as the other man's fingers slowly rubbed their way closer to his groin. He guessed that within five minutes the devil would be approaching him, just as they had planned. The devil wouldn't care he was with another man right now; he'd step in and claim what he wanted, no matter who stood in his way. "Soon," he whispered, as the slow beat of the music changed to a faster, insistent pace.

Sure enough, just a few minutes later, a hand on his chest caused him to open his eyes. "May I cut in?" the man in front of him asked politely.

Tristan blinked in surprise. It wasn't the devil who stood before him. Instead, a blond Adonis was asking him to dance. Piercing blue eyes pinned him to the spot and he nodded mutely. The man pulled him into his arms so they were dancing face to face, and close enough for their erections to touch through the material of their jeans.

Lawrence looked slightly unsure as he stepped away. Tristan shrugged and smiled. "Guess I owe you," he said. The dark-haired devil had left his spot near the bar and disappeared into the crowd. Tristan realised he must have misjudged his potential conquest. He should have kept eye contact with him.

Still, the evening wasn't a complete loss, not if he ended up going home with the man who was holding him close right now. The devil was forgotten as Tristan gave himself up to the music and the man who held him in his arms.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Intimate Confessions-Intimate Temptations 2 by Nicole Morgan

About the Author

Nicole Morgan was an avid reader who kept having one recurring problem. Ideas of stories kept popping into her head. She ignored her desire to write until her curiosity got the better of her and she decided to research what steps she would have to take if she truly wanted to take a chance and write.

Nicole took a chance and followed her dream. She has been blessed with some fabulous opportunities and has met some wonderful people along the way. Writing is a true love to her and has brought her a new and profound happiness with every step she’s taken along the way.

She currently lives in Colorado while continuing to write and look for new and interesting ways to bring her characters to life for the readers.


Book Title: Intimate Confessions - Intimate Temptations Book 2
Genre: Erotic Romance
Publisher: Siren Bookstrand, Inc.
Format: all eBook formats

Blurb:
When Derek met Sandi all the pieces of his life fell into place, but the young and inexperienced Sandi wanted desperately to discover who she was and pushed Derek away in search of something she was missing.

Devastated from losing Sandi, Derek arrives at Pleasure Seekers, an estate which specializes in play of the adult variety, anxious to start his new life.  A chance encounter with the very woman he was trying to forget brought his plans to a screeching halt.

Angry and wanting nothing more than to hurt her the way she had him, he set out to do just that. Only Sandi had changed in their time apart and was willing to do anything to get him back in her life again.

Old wounds and Intimate Confessions come to the surface as the couple faces the choice of forgiving or forgetting the only person they’ve ever loved.

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EXCERPT: PG-13
Sandi remained motionless for several seconds after she heard the door close before turning her head to see if Derek had really left. Once she looked over her left shoulder and didn’t see him, she quickly spun her head around to survey the rest of the room.

Was he still in the room with her, but waiting to see if she reacted? She wondered, but as soon as she asked the silent question to herself, she already had her answer. Derek had in fact left the room. She was handcuffed to the bed and alone with nothing else but her thoughts.

Instinct made her want to cry. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs and beg him to come back. Instead, she bit back her tears and tightly squeezed her eyes shut. She knew very well that she wasn’t entitled to her sadness.

There was no one else she could blame for her current situation other than herself. Two years ago she had pushed Derek away. He was the only man who had ever treated her with respect, kindness, compassion, and love. He was the only man that she had ever loved, and rather than cherish that, she had thrown it away, all for some obsession, some elemental need she thought she had to have.

She hated that after two years she still hadn’t found a way to fulfill those unexplained desires. No one that she had met over the past two years had even come close, not even Tony, the one she was foolish enough to leave Derek for. Just remembering the man who had introduced her into this world made her cringe. She detested him for making her think she wanted this kind of lifestyle.

If only she knew then what she knew now, she would have never left Derek and their life together for a life she clearly didn’t want.

A gut-wrenching pain tore through her heart when that thought made her realize that in all these months over the past two years she hadn’t felt even the smallest amount of pleasure from all the acts she had participated in. She hadn’t gotten any enjoyment from any of it. That was not until moments ago when Derek had been inside of her, taking her from behind, while she was handcuffed to a headboard in a place where she asked for only punishment.

Oh God! she thought to herself. Was Derek the missing piece to the puzzle of her desires? Was he what she had been searching for this whole time?

She knew the answer to the question already. The one man who she had tossed aside so carelessly two years ago was the only man who could ever truly make her happy.

She jerked her mind back to reality when she heard the door open. She spoke before she was able to stop herself.

“Derek?” Disappointment washed across her face when she saw it was Zach.

“No, Sandi. Derek has gone to his room. I came to make sure you were okay.”

She didn’t respond to him as she waited for him to finish unlocking the fur-lined cuffs which had her wrists attached to the bed.

Zach’s arm grazed her exposed bottom, and for some reason at that point she became very aware of her nakedness. Nervous emotions overcame her, making her face flush and heat from embarrassment.

When the last cuff was unlatched, Zach gently took her shoulders and brought her body back down to a sitting position.

“There, you must be sore from being in that position and on your knees for so long. Is that better?” he asked her while handing her a small satin robe which had been hanging on the bedpost.

She nodded uncomfortably, not really sure what to say to him.

Zach brushed a stray lock of hair away from her eyes and smiled at her. “Please don’t be embarrassed. I promised you when I found you that I would give you happiness.”

Her heart began beating much too fast. “I know you did. But I still don’t understand what that means. Or how…Derek, I know him.”

A robust laugh came from Zach, which almost startled her at first.

“Did you know that I knew him?” She almost whispered the question, but the smile on his face gave her the answer before she had a chance to finish asking it.

He held up his hand in a gesture to silence her. “Sandi, does it really matter if I knew? Does it really matter that you knew him, or he knew you?”

He hesitated for a moment before he continued. “No, Sandi. None of that matters. All that matters is that you are here, Derek is here, and you both want something that I have the opportunity to give you. Just let whatever fate brings your way happen.”

She wanted to say something. She wanted to question his motives, or how he knew of their connection to one another, but she realized that his reasons and the circumstances didn’t matter. He was right. She wanted Derek. She loved him and needed him.

*****WARNING, ENTERING ADULT AREA*****

EXCERPT 2: ADULT
She was the first to pull away and look back at the men. Derek had again been lost in a moment with her and completely had forgotten about them. Unbelievably, they were still in there.

“Look at that,” she whispered, her head now leaning back against his chest.

“Yes. I see them. Tell me what you see.” Please, he said to himself.

“It’s so beautiful. Look at how they’re all so focused on making each other feel good. The way Aiden is taking him in his mouth, do you see the look in his eyes? I know that look. I know how that feels. When you can’t get enough of that person.” She brought his hand up to her mouth and kissed it. “It’s how I feel when I do that to you. It’s such a feeling of dire need. Like all I will ever need is you inside of my mouth. Stretching and working my jaw as you hit the back of my throat.”

“Baby, you are so good to me.” He felt strangely tender in that moment despite what they were watching.

Her hand reached up over her and covered his mouth. “Please let me finish.”

He smiled. “Sure, go ahead.”

“Look at how Zach and the other man are watching each other. Do you see how they’re alternating their thrusts as though to not give Aiden too much at once? And how Zach’s hand hasn’t stopped stroking him? It’s like they’re taking care of him. This isn’t just about three men fucking. They’re taking care of one another.”

Jesus. He didn’t know how, but he was starting to see what she was saying.

“Look at Zach’s face, Derek. Look at how close you can tell he is. He keeps slowing down and clenching his jaw. He won’t stop, though, because as long as Aiden is moaning and his body is rocking between them, they’re going to keep fucking him.”

She turned around and placed her hands on his chest. “It’s so beautiful, Derek. When I see things like that, when I see people giving each other pleasure, I don’t see anything other than beauty. And then it makes me ache for you.”

Despite the sweetness in her eyes and the softness of her voice, he knew this was not a time to make love to her. No. This was a time to take her in a way he never had before. And if she got off on watching three men fucking, then that was what she would see.

“Turn around, spread your legs, and place your hands high up on the wall.” His curt tone was meant to do one thing and one thing only. Excite her. The flush that rose in her cheeks told him it did just that. He watched her do exactly as he said, but didn’t think she’d spread her legs far enough apart.

“I said spread your legs.” He brought his hand back and slapped it across one of her cheeks. “Prove to me how badly you want my cock pumping your pussy.”

There it was again. She gasped. Not like she had minutes before, but she was close. Holy hell! His sweet Sandi, the love of his life, liked it rough and dirty sometimes.

“I’m waiting.” He slapped his hand across the other ass cheek. He was taken aback at first by the handprint appearing from the first slap, but despite his shock, his cock twitched and became unbearably hard at the sight.

He came up behind her, bent his knees slightly, positioned his head against her sopping wet hole, and whispered into her ear, “What do you want?”

“Fuck me!” She screamed the words so loud, it caught the attention of the men in the other room. All their heads turned.

Derek made eye contact with Zach. It was odd for a moment, but a strange bond of understanding came in the form of a nod as Zach and the other men suddenly stopped moving slow and began pumping at Aiden fiercely.

He thrust inside of her hard and fast, his head hitting the deepest parts of her. “Look at them,” he demanded as he reached around and pinched her nipples.

She squealed, and he wasn’t sure if it was in pleasure or pain, so he loosened his hold.

“Harder, Derek. Please, harder!” She wasn’t whimpering or asking. She was shouting.

This was it! This was what he’d been waiting for from her. “What, baby? Your nipples? What?”

“God, both! Fuck me harder. Squeeze my nipples harder! Everything!”

Pumping into her harder and faster, pinching her nipples, and doing everything she asked for, he felt her whole body shaking. He didn’t think he’d ever felt it so good before. Her insides seemed to be grabbing onto him and holding him so tightly with every time he thrust so deep inside her.

His concentration broke for a moment when he heard howls coming from the other room. The three men were starting to come, and from the moans Sandi was making and the way her body was moving with his, he knew she was close.

“Tell me your darkest fantasy! Now!” he screamed into her ear.

“Derek…I want…” Her voice trailed off as she watched Zach finish stroking Aiden until he came all over the chair.

He stopped his thrusts and squeezed her nipples harder than he ever thought possible. “If you want my cock, you will tell me right fucking now what it is you want!”

“Oh God!” she screamed.

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