Today is my turn to participate in the Naughty Edition Reviews Blog Hop. Be sure to stop by their main page–they’re giving away an e-reader.
To celebrate – I’m giving away a copy of For The Bite Of It – my vampire series written with author Vina Grey. The idea of a vampire owning a cupcake bakery was inspired when we went to Tucson to write for a few days. We got hooked on a bakery not far from our condo. One day, as we were stuffing our faces with delicious lemon cupcakes and brain storming story ideas, we joked about a vampire owning a cupcake business. We agreed he’d name it – For The Bite Of It – and the story was born.
To have a chance to win, leave a comment on my blog - that’s it. I will choose a winner using a random number generator.
Here’s a blurb and excerpt.
Vincent Esposito is an exiled vampire running a cupcake bakery in Arizona. When a car with a dead driver crashes through the wall of his shop, it also brings All-American, closeted cop, John Reeder into his life. Smitten the instant he sees John, Vincent must battle his attraction to the sexy detective. Bound to silence by the Vampire Council, he can never reveal his true self to John.
John Reeder cannot control his attraction to the sexy Italian baker. But as addictive as the sex is, can John overcome his fear of rejection for being gay and open his heart to a man with so many secrets?
An excerpt from the book
The front half of a silver sedan decorated his bakery, its nose nudging the counter, glass shards peppering the floor like confetti.
Except Vincent Esposito wasn’t celebrating.
As he stepped around the vehicle, glass crunched under his clogs despite his walking-on-hot-coals strut. The car had nose-dived into his store about an hour ago. His landlord, Mr. Sala, sat slumped between his seat and air bag, dead. The situation had all the makings of a B-grade movie you watched at three in the morning to cure insomnia.
“Sir, you can’t come into the crime scene,” stated a tech in blue overalls.
The entire bakery was a crime scene now? That was fine for them but he wasn’t leaving his shop.
He pressed his thumbs to his eyes. All these humans made him nervous as a caged bird with a cat tapping on the bars. A sure sign that he should have fed by now. It had been a long three weeks without blood.
“Sir, you need to step back.” Another uniformed policeman held out his hand to stop Vince. The place was crawling with them.
Vince took a deep, calming breath and turned to the male cop who appeared to be in charge, the one with the gravelly deep voice and sleek dark pants that molded an ass begging to be stroked.
This is what came of abstinence. Lusting after just anyone.
“We’d like to ask you some questions.”
Vince glanced at the detective’s female partner. Too bad. He would have liked to have been interrogated by two men.
“Sure. Er…where do you want me?”
I could you take you anywhere. Anytime.
Ouch, there he went again, thinking flippant remarks, his trademark when dealing with stress. It had been way too long since an attractive man entered his life.
This All-American cop was unexpected, enticing. He brought back memories of the thrill of the chase, that enticing two-step when attraction first hit.
“Let’s go outside. It’s a mess in here.” The man with the begging-to-be-held ass narrowed his eyes. “Unless you want to come back to the station.”
He was not leaving his shop in this mess. “Outside is fine.” Who knew when he’d been forced to own a cupcake bakery he would become so proprietary? Sometimes you couldn’t predict life’s twists and turns.
He followed them out to the square patch of cement with its cast-iron café seating. Thank God, it was still shaded from the near-scorching Arizona sun because sweat already trickled down Vince’s back. It added to that scratchy feeling all over his body that usually came with the abstinence from blood. His experiment of trying rare meat and avoiding sinking his fangs into a person wasn’t going all that well.
“I’m Detective Reeder, this is Detective Norman.” The cop indicated his partner with a flip of his hand.
Vince sat on a hard metal chair.
J. Reeder, read the detective’s badge. What did the J stand for? Something all-American to go with the guy’s clean-cut looks—Jake, John, Joe?
“I would offer you coffee and a cupcake, but…” Vince shrugged.
Detective Norman grinned at him. “Glad you can’t…diet, you see.”
Ah, the eternal quest for the perfect body. Not that she had much body fat, more stocky and muscular than flabby. Both detectives were in decent shape and didn’t look like they spent time at the local donut shop.
Especially Detective J. Reeder.
Why hadn’t they sent a portly policeman with a beer-gut and bad hair? This cop had started to give Vince a serious itch in his nether regions.
“Tell us your account of what happened this morning.” Detective Reeder was all brisk business, his notebook at the ready.
Vince almost expected him to lick his pencil nib. “I was in the kitchen when I heard the crash. I ran into the front of the bakery and saw that.” He jerked his thumb toward the shattered plate glass window.
“Then what did you do?”
“Do? Like any bloody civic-minded citizen, I went to help Mr. Sala. But he didn’t respond. I then called 911.”
“So you know the driver?”
“Dio, yes. He’s my landlord.”
Detective Reeder scratched furiously in his notebook at the mention of his landlord. Fascinated Vince eyed the numerous yellow sticky notes and the pages in imminent danger of falling out. “Was he coming here to meet you?”
He forced his gaze back to Reeder’s face. “Not that I was aware of, although he stopped in occasionally for a cup of coffee.”
“Could he have been meeting someone else here? Was the store open?” Detective Norman queried.
Vince shook his head. “Too early. I was the only one in the shop.”
J. Reeder looked up from his notebook and stabbed him with a piercing blue gaze. “Are you usually here this early?
Why did they have to be blue? Vince had a weakness for baby-blues in a man’s face. If he believed his friend Angelo, a sexual distraction was exactly what he needed at the moment. A good fuck.
Whoa…when had he gone from nice eyes to fucking?
It’s Friday, and I’m chatting at Beth Wylde’s yahoo site with Dirty Birdies and giving away a free digital copy of one of my books – winner’s choice.
Beth Wylde is once again celebrating Pride Month during the month of June. GLBT authors will be chatting at her group every day and will be hosting giveaways. Today I join Dirty Birdies Cassandra Carr, Tara Lain, Victoria Blisse, Lucy Felthouse, Jessica Freely, Kay Berrisford, Lily Harlem. Check it out at Beth’s group: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bethwylde
GIVEAWAY: Winner’s Choice – digital book from my booklist: To enter my giveaway leave a comment on my blog which m/m sub-genre you like to read : Contemporary, Paranormal, SciFi, Fantasy, BDSM, Steampunk, Mystery
And for a double entry – subscribe to my blog – scroll down to the end of the page and you’ll see the box where you enter your email. Let me know if you subscribed.
I will choose a name on Saturday and post it here and email the winner. Good luck and thanks for supporting Pride Month!
I have lots of books to chose from. If you like contemporary series you might want to check out my Woodland Village series – Blue Skye, Ryan’s Harbor and John’s Match. For a stand alone there’s Out of Bounds, a contemporary coming out story and Lover’s Trill featuring a rock star and a classical violinist.
My paranormal books are about vampires vs. Kresniks in Last Chance and Fighting Chance. Angels and Protectors in Sins of Lust and a shape shifter tiger in The Tiger Within and the Hunter Within. Plus more… Just click here for my book list.
Thou shall not kill.
For archangel Razi-el, he had no choice. He would break God’s commandment again if it were to save Uri-el from a demon’s talons. Yet even God’s most trusted archangel cannot avoid punishment. No longer Razi-el, he is now Izar, a Protector sworn to kill for the angels.
When a Protector kills an angel, Izar is summoned to work alongside Uri-el to capture the killer. Izar is shocked when his bloodlust spikes hot for the archangel. He knows better than to go after forbidden fruit. Refusing to give in to temptation, he ignores his body’s tempestuous arousal for Uri-el until a heated argument turns his blood into molten lust.
As they rush to find the killer, their passion plays into the demon’s plan. Izar will have to make a choice between life and death if he is to save Uri-el again.
I’m Viki Lyn and I write male/male romance, both contemporary and paranormal. Welcome to my blog!
Not only do I write m/m, I love to read it. I became hooked on Japanese yaoi (boy’s love comics) a few years ago and from there ventured into reading more m/m fiction. I especially love murder mysteries and some of my favorite m/m books are in this genre:
Josh Lanyon’s Adrien English series
Scott Sherman’s Kevin Connor series
Victor J. Banis’ Tom and Stanley series
I have go-to books when I want to read a romance that’s going to leave me feeling good. Sean Michael – The Broken Road and recently I picked up Faith and Fidelity by Tere Michaels.
I have twelve m/m books published and I’m working on lucky 13!
I’m currently writing book three of my Chances vampire series published with Loose Id. It’s about vampires and the Kresnik slayers who hunt them. And, about an anti-vampire serum that can drastically alter their world. Last Chance and Fighting Chance are the first two books in the series with Loose Id.
My other vampire series with Vincent, the vampire cup-cake baker and his lover, John is in the works. This is co-written and so we’ve been having timing issues with new jobs and life getting in the way. But, the second story has been completed and we are in the editing stages. For The Bite Of It is published by Liquid Silver, and is the first book in this new series.
Sins of Lust is my first book with Ellora’s Cave – and is about angels and the Protectors that kill for them. It has hot sex and some mystery and a deep layered heavenly world that has nothing to do with reality! It’s my fantasy world of heaven and hell and in-between.
If you don’t like para/fantasy stories then I have some contemporary books and novellas. My Woodland Village series is a favorite among my readers – Blue Skye the first book in the series. In Lover’s Trill, a rock star tries to find love with a classical violinist despite their different musical worlds. Perceived Love is about finally ever after- a psychic butting heads with a stubborn scientist, especially when he dreams that the scientist is going to die.
Giveaway: Leave a comment and better yet, also join up on my blog for another entry, into my giveaway – a digital book from my booklist – reader’s choice. I will choose a winner April 7.
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Thank you all
Pride will be the death of him.
When psychic Nate Coleman dreams of a murder, he knows it’s a premonition. He can’t forget the image of his ex-lover with a bullet hole through his chest. Nate has no choice but to confront William and face the skeptical scientist’s ridicule.
Dr. William Ryner doesn’t believe in what he can’t prove. When Nate comes back into his life, it’s not to rekindle their love, but to bring up more of that mumbo jumbo that split them apart.
Despite William’s refusal to listen, Nate can’t ignore the premonition. And, William can’t ignore Nate. Before the gunman strikes, William must either trust in Nate’s ability or rely only on the facts, but if he does the latter, pride could be the death of him.