GayRomLit, Jaime Reese

Guest Post: The Countdown to GayRomLit 2015 with Jaime Reese

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What I like most about GRL

Hi, everyone *waves*

I want to start by thanking The Novel Approach for hosting me today and for all of you who are taking the time to read my post!

GRL is in October, and I, like many others, am counting down the days and running around before that time. Some of you might know me as Reese Dante. This will be my fourth GRL—my third as an organizer. I’m anxious this year—more so than usual. I’m sure most people would have kicked the anxiety out the window by now considering the number of years in attendance thus far, but this will also be my first as a Featured Author.

What do I like most about GRL?

The people. This is the main reason I love GRL and why I spend months and endless hours helping to organize the retreat. It is, by far, the largest, most welcoming environment I’ve ever walked into. My face hurts by the end of the day from smiling so much. And I love that. I travel to GRL with my hubby, and for all the social butterfly elements I lack, he’s got tons. He will walk up to a newbie and recruit them to help out if needed or just randomly walk up to a stranger and strike up a conversation. He has no shame and I love that. But that’s a pretty good way to summarize many of the GRL veterans who attend. They have huge smiles and love being around others at the retreat. You can easily find them lounging around with their computer or hanging out on the couch talking to others about a book or the costume they’re going to be wearing at the party Saturday night.

I’m not a hugely social person. Yeah, I know, shocker. :) It’s easy for me to find comfort behind a computer. I’m somewhat of a loner and have no problem being in my quiet space for hours at a time, and that’s what I do on a daily basis. So when I’m in a social setting with hundreds of people, it can take a little adjustment. Thankfully, I keep busy with Organizer duties so I don’t stress too much about the social elements all the time. I’m usually running around for a better part of the day. But I do take the time to go up to that person I’ve been wanting to meet, especially if I know they will be attending or if I’ve recently worked with them on a project and haven’t met them.

All that being said, I’m excited for GRL. So if you see me and want to say “hi” please, don’t be shy. Come up to me. You might be surprised at how talkative I can be if you strike up a conversation. And by the way, I’m totally fine with hugs.

See you at GRL!


A Restored Man-promo450x675Title: A Restored Man

Author: Jaime Reese

Series/#: The Men of Halfway House #3

** can be read as a stand-alone**

Word count: 117,600

Release date: February 17, 2015

Available at: Amazon (Amazon Link), BN, iTunes

Genre: M/M Romance, Contemporary, hurt/comfort, second chances

Blurb: Cole Renzo thinks his greatest challenge is to behave for the remainder of his term at Halfway House. Until he meets his new boss, Ty Calloway, a man who ticks off every box on Cole’s list of interests.

A sought-after restorer and customizer of exotic and collectible cars, Ty had enough confidence to command what he wanted in life, until one fateful night changed everything. Almost two years later, he’s slowly rebuilding his life with great control. He’s defied the odds and works tirelessly to be the man he once was—but he still feels broken.

Cole’s candor and unfiltered personality awaken Ty’s barely-remembered desire to greet each new day with a smile, while Ty’s unwavering acceptance of Cole’s quirks and brash humor makes Cole feel as if he fits in for the first time in far too long. When a nemesis threatens Ty’s personal restoration and the things he holds dear, Cole is determined to protect their relationship, even if that means sacrificing everything he’s worked so hard to achieve.

But Ty will have to let his guard down, surrender control, and admit he needs Cole first, even if that puts himself at risk of breaking beyond repair.


The Men of Halfway House series

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NOTE: Books can each be read as a stand-alone


Author BioAbout Jaime Reese: Jaime Reese is the alter ego of an artist who loves the creative process of writing, just not about herself. Fiction is far more interesting. She has a weakness for broken, misunderstood heroes and feels everyone deserves a chance at love and life. An avid fan of a happy ending, she believes those endings acquired with a little difficulty are more cherished.

GayRomLit, Giveaways, K.C. Burn

Guest Post and Giveaway: The Countdown to GayRomLit 2015 with KC Burn

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Welcome, everyone, as we here at The Novel Approach continue the Countdown to GayRomLit with Featured Author KC Burn! Enjoy KC’s guest post, and then be sure to follow the instructions below to enter the giveaway she has planned just for you.

Good luck!


Obviously, as a straight woman, my characters are not little carbon copies of me. I do try and give my guys some variety in their quirks, foibles, and traits, but when it comes to their likes and dislikes, a lot of that is going to reflect what I like and don’t like. Not all the time, because differences are what make people interesting, in the real world as in books. For me, though, writing about something I have no personal experience with, but have researched, is different than giving a character the love of something I dislike.  It’s far simpler and less disingenuous for me to give characters an interest in either something I like, or something I don’t know about & have to research, than something I dislike.

Like… musicals. I’ve seen a few, and enjoyed some, but mostly it makes me uncomfortable to have people sing at me (American Idol makes me cringe, even the ones who can sing well). I find the tendency to break into precise, choreographed dance numbers completely destroys my suspension of disbelief. I’m not even all that comfortable at live concerts for bands I love! Even if one of my characters **claims** to be a lover of musicals, most likely, there won’t be much detail, because I’d have to spend too much time on something I dislike.

What you will see, throughout most of my books, are characters who like many of the same things I do. The celebrities I think are hot are ones my characters like. Many of my characters tend to have geeky interests, even if they aren’t geeks themselves, like enjoying Doctor Who or Star Trek. A number of them wear guyliner because I LOVE guyliner (really, when your first adolescent crush is on all of Duran Duran, I think you don’t have much of a choice). I don’t listen to a lot of popular music, and so I rarely mention my characters musical tastes, because it might be weird if all they listened to was 80s alternative/new wave, punk, and industrial, as I do.

One of the elements I hit time and again – and it’s rather geeky – is board games. I love playing board games. And not your standard Monopoly or Clue, but ones that are more involved, more strategic, and frequently take hours to play. If you watch Big Bang Theory, the guys are often playing board games. I have played or own almost all of the games that appear on that show. Wil Wheaton has a great YouTube channel called Table Top, where he and other actors/geek celebrities show you how to play various games, and I’ve purchased a few games based on those videos.

One of my favourites is Settlers of Catan – I have all the expansions and a version of it on my phone. The game even gets a brief cameo in my book, Cast Off. In fact, I’m planning a series with a full on geeky hero who loves board games, and Catan will likely be only one of many board games that will get mentioned. The best thing about it? There’s a board game café – that’s a café with hundreds of board games where you pay a flat rate to play as long as you want – near me. When I start up this series, I can call my time there research. Best kind of research, in my opinion. Now, if I can just get a couple of hot guys to strip at the same time, I’ll be set!

So… geeky heroes – do you love them or not? I’ve got a $10 Amazon gift card for one lucky commenter.

(The Deets: All comments must be relevant to the author’s prompt question to qualify in the drawing || Comments must be received by 11:59pm Pacific Time on Sunday, October 4, 2015, to be eligible || No residency restrictions apply || Author will be responsible for prize delivery)


KB_NorthOnDrummond_coverlgBlurb for North on Drummond: Sandy Bottom Bay, Florida  – Come for the Haunts, Stay for the Beaches!

Drew Drummond might call himself a psychic tarot reader, but he doesn’t believe in the supernatural. The business was left to him by his grandmother, and seemed the best way to rise above the chronic criminal behavior of the Drummond family. Despite his efforts, few of the townspeople consider him a good romantic match. Being gay only makes finding love more difficult.

When Cliff Garcia, Drew’s teenaged crush, moves back to town and joins the police force, Drew doesn’t think he has a chance. After all, the skeptical cop considers Drew’s profession on par with professional con man, and Cliff had spent his entire school career feuding with Drew’s volatile brothers. Despite the obstacles, Drew and Cliff begin a fiery relationship.

Just when Drew starts to believe they might have a chance, he suffers a head injury and begins having visions of the future. If Drew tells Cliff the truth, he’ll lose the man he’s falling for, but keeping his new ability a secret is no longer an option. If he can’t convince Cliff he’s for real, a murderer will walk free.

Available At: Loose Id || Amazon || Barnes & Noble || All Romance eBooks

DividersKC BurnAuthor Bio: KC Burn has been writing for as long as she can remember and is a sucker for happy endings (of all kinds). After moving from Toronto to Florida for her husband to take a dream job, she discovered a love of gay romance and fulfilled a dream of her own—getting published. After a few years of editing web content by day, and neglecting her supportive, understanding hubby and needy cat at night to write stories about men loving men, she was uprooted yet again and now resides in California. Writing is always fun and rewarding, but writing about her guys is the most fun she’s had in a long time, and she hopes you’ll enjoy them as much as she does.

Links: Website || Twitter || Facebook || Newsletter

GayRomLit, Giveaways, Nico Jaye

Guest Post and Giveaway: The Countdown to GayRomLit with Nico Jaye

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Welcome to another edition of the Countdown to GayRomLit 2015. Today we’re pleased to have author Nico Jaye with us. As you enjoy her guest post, be sure to pay special attention to the giveaway she’s offering–an ecopy of her novella Where There’s Smoke.

Good luck!


Being an “Author” at GRL with Nico Jaye – The Importance of Just Right: An Encouraging Word to Short Authors

Hi there, everyone! Nico Jaye here to chat about all things m/m romance! Well, maybe not all since that’s rather ambitious, but some stuff, anyway. *grins* Thanks so much to the folks at The Novel Approach for hosting me as part of the GRL Blog Tour. I’m really excited about meeting all of you fellow m/m enthusiasts in San Diego next month. :3

To clarify the title of this post, it’s not intended only for authors who are vertically challenged. ;) While I do count myself among those numbers, I’m here to deliver kudos and pats on the back to authors out there who write short stories and novellas.

Going to GRL as an author is a scary as hell prospect for me. Exciting, too, but pretty scary. Imagine the whole looks-around-at-everyone-then-points-at-self-“me????” reaction. I’ve only ever written short stories and novellas, after all.

Am I even a real author?

Then I checked, and there are almost a dozen stories with my name on the cover. Yeah, I did a double take when I looked that up, and it pretty much blows my mind. Half of them are freebies, and none of them is novel length, but still… *mind blown* That many?? When I started writing m/m romance in 2012, I never would’ve predicted I’d have so many stories to tell. However, after writing my first story for public consumption, I simply kept on going.

I got my start by writing a freebie for the Goodreads M/M Romance Group’s annual writing event. It was a wonderful experience, and Cam and Brad are two characters that remain close to my heart. Shortly thereafter, I saw a submission call for an Olympics anthology. Eager to continue writing, I birthed some plot bunnies, corralled them, and submitted a story that, to my surprise and delight, was accepted for publication.

Holy shit. I was a published author.

I continued to write and submit, and, thankfully, received responses that were mostly positive. But what I wrote was all short. Some very short and some novella length, but all under that magical 60,000 words “this is a novel!” mark.

Unlike some authors, I peek at reviews now and again. The angst that goes into that decision is a topic for another blog post, but my point is I’m fully aware of this comment that I so often see about my stories: It was too short.

It’s not that I wouldn’t like to write a longer story. It’s not that I wouldn’t love to have a nice, juicy novel to my name. It’s not that I don’t secretly (or not so secretly?) want to hold a paperback in my hands that contains a precious story written by little old me (an actual, ohmigod, book with pages and a glossy cover and everything!).

All of those things would be awesome.

So far, though, they haven’t been right for me. I write the stories I have to tell, and those stories have been shorter ones.

What I’m trying to say with this post is that short is okay.

I’ve never written with a word count goal, aiming to get a story to XYZ words. Honestly, my brain just doesn’t work that way. The way it works is “heyyyy, wouldn’t it be cool if Joe met Jack in a vet’s office? What if they were neighbors? What if Joe loved OITNB, but his internet was down, and Jack said, “hey, why don’t you come over and watch it at my place?” What if their dogs fell in love?” Essentially, I write the story I have to write, no more and no less.

If you’re out there and you’re an author, aspiring to be one, or simply thinking about picking up proverbial pen and paper, then say it with me: short is okay.

I’m going to GRL as a supporting author—an author of short stories and novellas—but dammit, I’m going as an author! Because, short or not, my stories are out there, and I’m damn proud of having written them.

As long as you’ve told the story you have to tell, you’ve succeeded. It doesn’t matter if it’s five pages long, fifty, or five hundred pages. What matters is you’ve said what you had to say, and you’ve brought your characters to life. You’ve accomplished something wonderful; don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.

Short is okay. Really.

Because, maybe, short is actually just right.

P.S. Also, once you finish that story, remember to have a celebratory cupcake, refreshing beer, or unicorn glitter cocktail, too! You deserve it. :D



I’d love to give one of you blog readers a taste of my (short) stuff! ;) Leave a comment by 11:59 pm Pacific time on Tuesday, September 22, 2015, for the chance to win an e-copy of my short contemporary novella Where There’s Smoke.


Where There's Smoke by Nico Jaye - Cover (artist, Catt Ford) - SmallBlurb: If he can make room in his life and his heart, an isolated medieval history professor might find a real life knight in shining armor.

A terrible breakup in his early thirties left David shying away from relationships. For years he’s been content with his solitary life, finding fulfillment in his career, books, television show marathons, and his cat’s companionship. When David meets his neighbor Zach, he can’t tell if Zach is just being friendly or if the handsome fireman might actually be interested in him. The more time they spend together, though, the more David questions his resolution to remain single. If Zach can extinguish the flames left by David’s past, David might finally break away from his structured life and take a chance on love.


Nico Jaye - CroppedAuthor Bio: Nico Jaye is a fan of all things HEA and has dragged her romance collection along for her moves from San Francisco to Los Angeles to Chicago to New York and back. She thinks reading is awesome and loves that she can hang out night after night with crinoline-wearing debutantes, brawny firemen in suspenders, and werewolf shifters with Scottish brogues. Her favorite stories are those that marry smut and fluff (a.k.a. smuff) into a gooey ball of HEA and fuzzies.

An overall feline enthusiast, Nico secretly (or not so secretly?) adores Hello Kitty, cat GIFs, spontaneous traveling, pretending to be crafty, emoticons, hot menfolk, and parenthetical statements (not necessarily in that order). After starting as the pitcher for Team Awesome (literally) and visiting places like South Africa, Oman, and Fiji, Nico discovered that letting the boys in her head tell her where they want to go could actually be the most exciting journey of all.

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GayRomLit, Silvia Violet

Guest Post and Giveaway: The Countdown to GayRomLit with Silvia Violet

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We’re so pleased to welcome author Silvia Violet to The Novel Approach today to help us celebrate the Countdown to GRL 2015 in sunny San Diego.

Enjoy Silvia’s guest post, and be sure to pay special attention to the part where she tells you how you can enter for the chance to win $10 in e-Bucks at All Romance eBooks.

Good luck!


This will be my fourth GRL and I’m excitedly counting down the days ready to see the friends I’ve made during the last four years and meet new readers and authors. I always come away from GRL filled up with love for this genre. I’ve been a voracious romance reader since my teens. The heroes filled my fantasies: British noblemen, sultry vampires, alpha wolves, rough-riding cowboy, hard-edged Navy SEALs. I love them all. When I discovered Suzanne Brockmann’s Troubleshooters series, I fell in love with Jules Cassidy. After reading his story, I was open to more m/m storylines. I sough out some m/m/f ménage and read a few m/m here and there, but it wasn’t until I read Cut & Run that I because a full-on m/m romance fanatic. I’m thrilled to have the privilege of being an author in this genre and I can’t wait to see everyone in San Diego. Please feel free to introduce yourself to me. I’m always eager to talk books.

Let me know how you found this genre in the comments and you’ll have a chance to win $10 in e-bucks from All Romance eBooks. Also, I offer a free book to anyone who joins my newsletter. (**See Below for Contest Rules and Deadlines**)

My next release will be Unexpected Engagement (Unexpected Book 3). It will be available October 1. It’s currently with my editor and I’m working on another story. The main characters, Simon and Edgar, are getting a bit impatient. Here’s a conversation we had while I was writing:

Simon: I’ve been waiting years for him to finally realize we should be more than friends. You have to finish our story now.

Me: If you’ve waited years, you can wait a little while longer.

Simon: Come on. If I can just get one kiss, I’ll have him right where I want him.

Edgar: *grabs my attention when he thinks Simon’s not listening* I’ve wanted him for so long, and I’ve put up with so much shit from him. It’s time for him to pay. With his ass.”

Me: Oh, oh that sounds very intriguing, but like I told Si, if you’ve waited this long, you can wait some more.

Edgar: You know you want to hear him whimper just as badly as I do.

Me: *barely contains whimper of my own* I um… I’m editing as fast as I can.

Simon: *realizing Edgar is talking to me* What are you doing?

Edgar: Trying to get our story written. Now don’t go being an asshole to her and ruining it. She’s not good at taking orders.

Simon: Neither are you.

Edgar: *giving him a once over* No, I’m not

Me: Boys! Stop right now. If you want a story, then you wait your turn.

Simon: I don’t believe in waiting.

Me: Unless you’re going to type it yourself, you don’t have much choice.

Simon: No typing for me today. My hands will be busy.

Edgar: Busy? I’m thinking they’ll be all tied up.


Unexpected Engagement 400Blurb: Simon McLeod was a promising young naval captain before his ship was attacked and CIA agents forced him to fake his death and join their ranks. Since that horrible night, Simon has focused on finding the men responsible for ending his career. He’s close now, but he needs help from the man he loves. The problem is Edgar is straight, has no idea how Simon feels, and threatened to strangle him the last time they were together.

After years of using his medical expertise to patch Simon up after ill-advised missions, Edgar told Simon not to come running to him anymore. Watching Simon self-destruct was too painful. But when Simon shows up on Edgar’s doorstep covered in blood, Edgar can’t turn him away. He also can’t fight the feelings he has for Simon, feelings that go way beyond friendship.

Neither man thought he’d ever truly be happy again, but if they can survive a final dangerous mission, they might be able to prove themselves wrong.

Add Unexpected Engagement to your GOODREADS shelf


SV icon png small whiteAuthor Bio: Silvia Violet writes fun, sexy stories that will leave you smiling and satisfied. She has a thing for characters who are in need of comfort and enjoys helping them surrender to love even when they doubt it exists. Silvia’s stories include sizzling contemporaries, paranormals and historicals. When she needs a break from listening to the voices in her head, she spends time baking, taking long walks, and curling up with her favorite books. Read excerpts from Silvia’s stories at her website.

Links: Website || Newsletter || Facebook || Twitter


The Fine Print:

*Entrants must be 18 years or older to qualify
*No residency restrictions apply
*All comments must be relevant to the author’s prompt to be eligible
*The Novel Approach will not be held liable for prize delivery unless otherwise specified
*Comments must be received by 11:59pm Pacific Time on Sunday, September 13, 2015, to be valid

GayRomLit, Morticia Knight, Pride Publishing

Guest Post and Exclusive Excerpt: The Countdown to GayRomLit with Morticia Knight

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Today we’re so pleased to welcome author Morticia Knight to help us continue the countdown celebration to GayRomLit 2015 in San Diego. Morticia’s giving attendees a sneak peek at some of the cool swag she’ll have available for us, and she’s also sharing an exclusive excerpt from her new novel Building Bonds.



A big thanks to Novel Approach for hosting me today for one of my stops on the GRL blog tour! In a shocking development, I’m more organized than I’ve ever been for a Con. Even the amount of swag I have prepared is crazy. Swag is a funny thing. The amount of free items we gather when we attend an event such as this can be overwhelming. As a fangirl reader as well as author, I have a fair collection that I’ve amassed from every event I’ve gone to.

I know there’s been a bit of a backlash against paper swag because so much of it gets tossed, but I’ll confess I still enjoy getting a bookmark or postcard – particularly if it contains a blurb or tag as a reminder as to what the story is about. I’m sure most readers are like me in that they hear about tons of books on a continuous basis that they’re interested in reading, but only remember a smattering of them. I’ve added books to my wish list or had a sample sent to my kindle as a reminder – but sometimes that physical representation is a better reminder. And yes – I still use bookmarks!

But there have been many other fun and interesting goodies that have sprung up in recent years (I promise that’ll be the only double entendre I use in this post). Hunting for the premium swag might become an Olympic sport soon. From an author’s point of view, it becomes a challenge to figure out what might be cool, fun and not too expensive to buy a ton of to give away. With the pricier items it comes down to taking a big financial hit, having a severely limited first come/first served amount (Dammit. Second one.), or a free with purchase item.

All Fired Up bookmark swag

I’ve opted for the latter with my bookmark charms. The first time I saw these things I about had a meltdown, they’re so cool. They feature a book cover charm, matching beads and charms that relate to the book characters. For example, for All Fired Up, there’s a fireman’s axe and a cop’s badge. What I’m doing is offering the corresponding bookmark for free with purchase of the paperback. I had to – these things are crazy expensive, but in my opinion, too awesome not to have.

BuildingBonds flogger keychains

But I also have plenty of other items that I’ll be giving away to whoever wants them. I have some Morticia Knight ribbon bookmarks, and magnets that feature the covers of most of my books. The most popular item though, has been the mini flogger keychains. I have brand new ones for GRL that are specifically for Building Bonds, as well as Building Bonds necklaces. I can’t take credit for any of this – not even the ideas – they were all made for me. Stop by my table and grab some while you can! I’m curious, what are your favorite swag items?


buildingbonds_800Building Bonds: Kyle’s a natural sub who builds dungeon furniture, yet has no interest in BDSM. It takes a hunky Dom to show him just what he’s been missing.

After Kyle’s partner of five years leaves him for another man on the night of their housewarming party, the shy early thirties carpenter needs to do a serious reassessment of his life in addition to raising some serious cash. With no one else to help him pay the lease on his Los Angeles condo, he worries how he’ll survive. His best friend sets up a meeting with one of the Doms and partners at Kiss of Leather, a gay BDSM Club being built as a premiere destination for those who want the best of the best.

Master Gavin not only wants the best – he demands it. When he meets Kyle, he assumes that part of the builder’s reticence to share anything personal with him must be due to his experiences with an abusive former Master. Not one to back down from a challenge, Gavin determines to break through the walls surrounding the beautiful man he can’t get out of his mind. He’s certain that once he convinces Kyle to sign an initial contract, Kyle might be the first sub to open up his heart.

Misunderstandings and accusations almost destroy everything between them before it has a chance to begin. However, the true obstacle becomes not only whether Kyle will embrace BDSM as a lifestyle, but whether he can handle a fulltime D/s relationship with a big bad scary Dom who’s as sexy as hell.

Buy links: Pride Publishing || Amazon || Amazon UK || All Romance


Exclusive Excerpt: Gavin shut off the water then straightened. He undid what Kyle surmised was a silk dress shirt then began to remove it. There were a few spots from when he’d rubbed his face on it as he’d cried. Kyle cringed. He had no idea how expensive an item it was. Based on the whole ‘I must provide for you in all ways’ thing, he doubted he’d be allowed to replace it if it was ruined. Would he get punished for those kinds of offenses instead?

“Kyle. I don’t want to have to prod you every single time there’s something churning in your mind that you’re either wondering about or is causing you stress. I expect you to ask me at least three more things of your own accord tonight. If you don’t, I’ll add that to your punishment tomorrow.”


“Okay. I want to replace your shirt if it’s been ruined by me crying on it, but I don’t think you’ll let me.”

Gavin nodded, his eyes narrowing. “You’re right. I won’t.”

He waited, but Gavin didn’t elaborate. “But what if I want to do it? What if it makes me feel bad if I don’t?”

“Did you do it on purpose?”

“No, of course not. I just…” He frowned. “I’m a responsible person. I like to think I own up to my mistakes.”

“I’m very happy to hear that and I believe you. There’ll be many opportunities as we work together for you to discover the veracity of that. But in regards to the shirt? I doubt it’s ruined, it likely only needs a professional cleaning.” Gavin held his hand up, undoubtedly using his super psychic Dom powers to know that Kyle was about to protest. “And I would’ve taken it to be cleaned with or without the crying. But I’m a responsible person too, Kyle. I embraced you knowing that you were crying, knowing that there might be some spots. That was my choice.” Gavin stroked his cheek with the back of his hand. “Being accountable for your actions is an important attribute, one I treasure. But don’t take responsibility for something that’s not your fault.”

“That was… Thank you.” Kyle sucked in a big gulp of air then let it out slowly, Gavin’s words lightening him somehow.

“Been blamed a lot in your life?”

Gavin lifted his tank over his head and Kyle momentarily lost his concentration. Men with broad, perfectly sculpted chests that topped defined abs had never shown him any interest before. Of course, he supposed leaving the house and socializing would’ve made it more likely to occur, but the fact remained that he’d never been with a man who was shaped like a god before. He narrowed his eyes at Gavin’s generous sized nipples.

“Boy. I asked you a question.”

“Oh. Right.” He glanced up at Gavin as he quickly ran the topic of their conversation through his mind. “Actually, now that you mention it, yes. Definitely by my dad, Roger, oh, and Dean, another guy I went out with for a while.”

“Hmm.” Gavin’s remark had come out rather growly. “You can tell me about him later.”

Kyle went back to staring at Gavin’s torso, stepping a bit closer. He’d assumed that every time Gavin had held him close that his arousal had been what had made his nipples so big and hard. However, it appeared that the barbell piercings had more to do with his pebbling than anything.

“Do you like them?”

Kyle couldn’t look away. It was so sexy. He’d never before thought that he’d want to be with a lover who had anything pierced.

Then again, BDSM used to be on the never, ever, ever list too.


Morticia KnightAbout the Author: M/M Erotic Romance author Morticia Knight enjoys hot stories of men loving men forever after. They can be men in uniform, Doms and subs, rock stars or bikers – but they’re all searching for the one (or two!) who was meant only for them.

When not indulging in her passion for books, she loves the outdoors, film and music. Once upon a time she was the singer in an indie rock band that toured the West Coast and charted on U.S. college radio. She is currently working on more installments of Sin City Uniforms and The Hampton Road Club, as well as the follow-up to Bryan and Aubrey’s story from Rockin’ the Alternative.

Follow Morticia at: Goodreads || Amazon || Facebook || Facebook Author Page || Twitter

AC Katt, GayRomLit

Guest Post and Excerpt: The Countdown to GRL with AC Katt

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Writers’ Block

I’ve written over one hundred thousand words this month according to my Grammarly update. I have about five thousand words to go and I find myself all out of words. I know where the story is going and I know exactly how it’s going to end but I can’t get the words on paper.

What do you do when you’ve been merrily humming along and your book is near finished and the words dry up? I’ve read a few books for inspiration, watched Queer as Folk taken tea breaks, got up, walked around, came back and sat down and still nothing.

I’ve closed the laptop at least a dozen times and then opened it again five minutes later to see if I could write something. No dice. I’ve petted the cat, fed the cat, and changed his box, sat down and guess what nothing is percolating in my head, just nothing.

I’ve written three and a three-quarters books in the past few months, Bobby’s Old Man, the second book in the Sunset Club Series which is out from MLR on August twenty-eighth, Scarred Mate, the third book in the Werewolves of Manhattan Series set for October second from MLR and Waiting for Mark, the third book in the Sunset Club Series still in submission. I’m stuck on Book Four of Werewolves. I have them almost to the last bend of the racetrack, but the horse tripped and now I’m limping home.

Writing for me comes in spurts. For long periods of time

my brain will keep spitting out words and I’ll keep writing books until it stops. When it stops, it’s scary because I don’t know how long it will take to get back in the grove again, or worse still, will I ever get back in the groove.

I once went without being able to write for more than three months. I thought I was done, finished. I figured I said everything I had to say, but then, for no obvious reason, it all came rushing back. I was able to produce one book after another until I reached four, then I thought to take a break but the words wouldn’t stop running around in my head and now, writers’ block.

So today, instead of giving you new words, I’m leaving you with an excerpt from Bobby’s Old Man.


Excerpt: “Not at all, I had Marla freshen up the suite opposite mine. That way I’ll be close if you need anything during the night. There is a fifty-five inch television in the bedroom. I put a new eighty incher in the great room. It’s wonderful when you watch sports. I also have DirecTV with all of the bells and whistles. You need to conserve your strength for a few weeks until they’re sure there is no lasting damage from the concussion. The televisions will help. I also have all the video gaming systems in the great room, if you’re interested.”

“I don’t do video games usually unless they’re the type of fantasy adventure games.” What’s going on with him? He’s babbling.

“That’s what I play.” Keith laughed out loud. “I also have an extensive library on my Kindle HD of science fiction, fantasy,” Keith blushed, “and gay romances that you can read.”

Why do I feel like I’m dealing with a used car salesman showing me the features?

“How many titles do you own?” Bobby asked wondering how much Keith read.

“A thousand, at least, I read fast. I have two Kindle Paperwhites and the Kindle HD plus an iPad and an Android tablet. I also own a PC and a Mac. I use the PC for the businesses and the Mac for home. There are two offices in the house. I put them in long ago, hoping that someday I’d find someone. I hope I haven’t screwed things up permanently with us.” Keith looked frightened.

He is very disturbed. His hand is shaking. It could be the booze. I hope it’s not the alcohol.

“I still love you. I just don’t trust you right now, and I have to trust the man I marry.” Bobby had a sad look on his face. “I could marry you now because I’m scared and alone, but that wouldn’t be fair to either of us.” Brave words you little shit, if your trust in him was such a scarce commodity, why are you staying here and tormenting both of you. Am I punishing him or myself?

Keith put his head on Bobby’s lap and mumbled, “I understand.” Bobby felt Keith’s tears on his knee. I caused this. I caused Keith to cry. I wonder if he’s feeling half of what I felt when I left this house that night. He lifted Keith’s head. I can’t forgive him yet, but I need to be with him and no one else. I’m such a whiny coward when it comes to Keith.


BobbysOldMan_432Blurb: Keith Anderson is in love with Bobby Michaels. Unfortunately, Keith, with their fifteen year age difference, thinks he’s too old for Bobby. The two start as friends with benefits, but Keith dumps Bobby when it turns serious, leaving Bobby brokenhearted.

When tragedy strikes and Bobby needs Keith, he steps up to support his lover. But Bobby lacks trust in Keith and everything around him. Can Keith convince Bobby that this time is for real, or will the two lovers never reconcile?

Available from MLR Press: August 2015


Ac KattAbout the Author: AC Katt was born in New York City’s Greenwich Village. She remembers sitting at the fountain in Washington Square Park listening to folk music while they passed the hat. At nine, her parents dragged her to New Jersey where she grew up, married and raised four children and became a voracious reader of romantic fiction. At one time she owned over two thousand novels, until she and her husband took themselves and the cat to New Mexico for their health and its great beauty.

Now, most of AC’s books are electronic (although she still keeps six bookcases of hardcovers), so she never has to give away another book. AC is new to both GLBT and to writing being, as she claims, a late bloomer, however, she’s found her niche writing GLBT romance.

Currently, AC writes for MLR Press and JMS Books and her latest published works are The Indiscrete Series (, The Werewolves of Manhattan Series (, The Sunset Club Series (,and The Sarran Series (

Visit AC Katt’s Wesbite at

Christina Pilz, GayRomLit, Giveaways, GRL 2015 Featured Blogger Tour

Guest Post and Giveaway: The Countdown to GayRomLit with Christina Pilz

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We’re so pleased to welcome GayRomLit attending author Christina Pilz to The Novel Approach today to chat about how she came to fall in love with Oliver Twist.

Enjoy Christina’s guest post, then be sure to leave a comment below for the chance to win a copy of her historical novel based on the characters Oliver and Jack Dawkins, Oliver & Jack: At Lodgings in Lyme

Christina is giving readers 2 ways to win: A Paperback copy of the book to one US or Canada winner, and an E-copy of the book to one International winner. 


Good luck!


Swimming With Nazis: or How I Fell In Love With Oliver Twist

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When I was very little, the Air Force moved our family to Winnweiler, Germany, where we lived off-base for the first year. I spoke German and went to a German kindergarten. And because my mother was otherwise occupied having a fine time playing bridge and eating fresh, German pretzels, I wandered in the wilds of the Black Forest, unsupervised. I remember seeing the remnants of gypsy caravan camps that had been ravaged by time, but in what was left of the caravans, you could still see bullet holes.

Sometimes my sisters and I swam in the local swimming pool with large, jolly men, because Germans were all about being athletic. They seemed rather eager to show us how they could wiggle the joints for their missing fingers and to point out their scars and tell us that when they were younger that they had fought in the war. That they’d worn the uniform. That they’d marched in the parades. I had no idea who these men were, only that they were nice to me.

While we were in Germany, my parents also thought it was a good idea to take us to a concentration camp museum for a bit of history. I’m thinking it was Dachau. For years after seeing those piles of shoes, and eyeglasses, and hunks of shorn hair, and pictures of Jews in striped uniforms being tortured and starved, I had nightmares about Nazis.

Don’t get me wrong, while Nazis give me the creeps, the Germans were great because Germans love kids, and I was the cutest little blond-haired blue-eyed child they had ever seen. But it never occurred to me until later that the men in the pool were the same men who had tortured Jews and slaughtered civilians during the war. It was the late ‘60’s, you see, only 20 years after the end of WWII, and the Germans still remembered because the marks from the war were still all around them.

Then in the summer of 1969, we went to England for a two-week vacation.

For me, coming from history-drenched, post-war Germany to England was like stepping into a fairy land. It felt like home because not only did everybody speak English, I did not see any scars from the war. I’m sure there were scars, as London survived The Blitz after all, but there were no concentration camps, and no men who told stories about what they’d done in the war. England is country that should be very proud of having given those Jerrys a good, solid drubbing, and they certainly didn’t brag about it.

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Even better, English food tasted a whole lot nicer to my untutored palate, what with the sweet tea and softly scrambled eggs for breakfast along with a nice sausage and some toast. All of which is so much more appealing than discovering in your German breakfast a bit of half-cooked bacon inside of your pancake.

The contrast between the two countries was rather huge in other ways, for although the English love kids too, they are more subtle about it. Instead of being forced to say guten Tag to a rather scary looking and large, loud German guy in an overly decorated green Tyrolean hat, I would get a gentle nod from a woman in a printed apron as she patted my blond hair and served me a slice of Victoria sponge to go with my tea, without asking my parents if she might do this, because, for some reason, my parents were nowhere to be found.

Combine all of this with the rather transitive state of a six year old brain and a parentally unsupervised trip to the movie theater with your siblings where Oliver! is playing and you have yourself a life-changing event.

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Having been totally prepared for yet another boring movie in which there is a lot of talking about nothing that could ever mattered to a six year old, along came this little boy, and he was like me. He had blonde hair and blue eyes, and his whole life seemed to be made up of being pushed around in a world where nothing made much sense but which must be dealt with. Plus, for an added bonus, he had no parents. He was an orphan.

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I could almost feel the wetwire in my brain becoming hardwired forever as I fell in love with the little boy on the screen.

Mark Lester, who comes from Richmond, won the coveted role of Oliver in the musical screen version of Lionel Barts “Oliver!”. When producter John Woolf announced that he was about to make the film “Oliver!” he recieved over 2000 applications from children all over country wishing to play the part. After seeing Marks tests, John Woolf was convinced that he was Oliver.

And I don’t mean a little in love, I mean passionately forever-in-love. Looking back, I can identify this moment as a recognition of a mirror self and all that psychology stuff, but Oliver Twist was so damn cute that nobody questioned why I loved him. Nor asked why I was in love with Mark Lester, who played him. At the age of seven or eight, when we moved to Forbes AFB in Topeka, Kansas, I wrote myself a little reminder note that I was going to marry Mark Lester one day, and while everyone around me thought this was oh-so-cute, I was fairly certain that they did not understand the depth of my devotion.

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I followed Mark Lester’s career for years; if there was a movie he was in, I saw it, and in that age of no VHS machines, no Netflix, this was quite a feat. Some of the movies appealed to me more than others, though the more the character Mark played was like Oliver, the better I liked it. I particularly liked him in the TV movie The Boy Who Stole the Elephant, probably because he wore those little suspenders with his trousers. (Come to think of it, that’s when my suspender fetish started.) I also rather enjoyed Crossed Swords, in which Mark played the poor boy and his royal lookalike counterpart. And let us not forget Run Wild, Run Free, which was about Oliver, I mean, Mark, I mean Phillip and a white Welsh pony. OMG.

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So that, my friends, is how an obsession starts. You get imprinted at a young age, and it never leaves you, never.

I had a subscription to Tiger Beat magazine, so that on a regular basis I got new pics of my fave. By Junior High, I had also determined to read the book the movie was based on, such was my devotion. Much to my shock, unlike in the movie, in the book Fagin dies in the end, and Oliver’s best friend Jack goes missing in the middle. He gets deported, you see, for fumbling the theft of a two-penny-half-penny snuffbox.

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Did I know then that Jack was Oliver’s best friend? Of course I did! Because even at the tender age of six or ten or twelve I knew that Jack and Oliver cared very deeply for each other, that they were, actually, in love.

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For it was Jack, you see, who first fed Oliver. Here’s how it happened: After starving for years at Mrs. Mann’s baby farm and after being starved and beaten at the workhouse for six to nine months (Dickens plays it very loose with his timelines), Oliver meets up with Jack in Barnet, a town north of London. (As to what Jack is doing so far from his own hunting grounds is another story). And what does Jack do? He greets Oliver with a gentle “Hello, my covey, what’s the row?” and then he feeds him a ham sandwich and a beer. I think there was an old woman who gives Oliver a bowl of soup when Oliver first travels to London, but a ham sandwich and a beer is better than soup any day, wouldn’t you say?

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That Jack Dawkins (the Artful Dodger) was played in the movie by the also-very-cute Jack Wild was no punishment on the eyes either. Jack Wild was dark and sassy where Mark was blond and sweet and they were such a perfect foil for each other that it was quite easy to think about them being together, doing things, having adventures.

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For years, even after my mother threw out all my Tiger Beat paraphernalia, Oliver followed me around, at least in my mind. My little flaxen-haired alter ego and his dark-haired, rather more street-wise boyfriend, kept me company and gave a physical form to the never-ending mental movie about orphans and pickpockets that I took with me everywhere. I even made my friends act out scenes with me until they became tired of my obsession and began mocking me.

Eventually, in Junior High, I allowed myself to be convinced that vampires and shape-shifters were far more interesting than Victorian-era boys, so I was converted for a time. Though, as might not surprise you, the character I invented (the shape-shifting, storm-child Timothy North, aka Shadow) looked rather a lot like Oliver Twist/Mark Lester, but as long as I talked about him controlling storms, turning into a unicorn, and rescuing his best friend (the dark-haired, street-wise vampire, Pascal Brooks), then everyone was okay with that.

Life rolled onward, as it does, with adult cares and concerns, and eventually I became a mortgage-paying, lawn-raking, card-carrying adult. During this time, Oliver morphed into other characters and ideas, but always stayed present, a part of me, in spite of a former boyfriend and an ex-therapist telling me that it was time I put away such childish obsessions. (They wanted me to have more grown-up problems such as drinking and gambling, I guess.) But I never did. I kept Oliver and I kept Jack and woe betide anyone who tried to talk me out of it.

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Eventually, after writing about every other character I’d invented except for Oliver and Jack, I knew I had to write about them. I had to, for they were a part of not just my inner emotional landscape, but also my entire being. Without them, I was just an ordinary person with everyday concerns and thoughts. With them, I was interesting (at least to myself) and had ideas that were exciting and adventures that were perilous!

So I did write about them, starting off with Fagin’s Boy: The Further Particulars of a Parish Boy’s Progress. That took me about six years and two layoffs to write, so hesitant was I, probably for fear of screwing up the image I’d held in my head since I was six. But it turned out okay, that book, and so then I wrote another one about my boys called Oliver & Jack: At Lodgings In Lyme, which had a more romantic tone to it, and a more dynamic relationship between the characters. A relationship, might I add, that seemed to need very little input from me as to which direction it should head. (It was one of those cases where the characters take over not just themselves but also the entire story and I was just there to take down dictation.) Currently I’m finishing up a darker tale about Oliver and Jack called Oliver & Jack: In Axminster Workhouse, where Oliver’s worst nightmares come to life, and Jack gets a better idea why his sweetheart is such a foodie.

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I do get asked why I don’t write about vampires or werewolves, which is what all the cool kids are writing these days. In part it’s because I like to write about what I like to read about, and while I’ve always been a fan of Dark Shadows (and Christopher Lee’s many iterations of Dracula), I don’t enjoy writing about anything fantasy-based.

I also get asked why I don’t write something more “normal” like a regular romance or maybe even a crime thriller. Sure, I could write something like that, but it’s not what gets my motor running. I prefer writing about the dingy back alleys of Victorian London, about orphans and pickpockets, cute orphans and pickpockets, need I add. I like writing about characters and situations that resonate with me, like how hungry you can get when there’s no one looking out for you, and how gratifying a ham sandwich and a pint of beer can be when given by someone who cares.

But mostly, it’s because I can see in my mind that little flaxen-haired child who looked so like me and who has so faithfully stayed with me all of these years. Who, in effect, saved me from the Nazis. I cannot abandon him, for I cannot abandon myself. And besides, OMG, he is so cute!

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Oliver and JackBlurb: An ex-apprentice and his street thief companion flee the dangers of Victorian London and the threat of the hangman’s noose in search of family and the promise of a better life. Back of Book Description After Oliver Twist commits murder to protect Jack Dawkins (The Artful Dodger), both must flee London’s familiar but dangerous environs for safety elsewhere. Together they travel to Lyme Regis in the hopes of finding Oliver’s family. Along the way, Jack becomes gravely ill and Oliver is forced to perform manual labor to pay for the doctor’s bills. While Oliver struggles to balance his need for respectability with his growing love for Jack, Jack becomes disenchanted with the staid nature of village life and his inability to practice his trade. But in spite of their personal struggles, and in the face of dire circumstances, they discover the depth of their love for each other.

Available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble


Author Bio: I was born in Waco, Texas in 1962. After living on a variety of air force bases, in 1972 my Dad retired and the family moved to Boulder, Colorado. There amidst the clear, dry air of the high plains, as the moss started to grow beneath my feet, my love for historical fiction began with a classroom reading of Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder.

I attended a variety of community colleges (Tacoma Community College) and state universities (UNC-Greeley, CU-Boulder, CU-Denver), and finally found my career in technical writing, which, between layoffs, I have been doing for 18 years. During that time, my love for historical fiction and old fashioned objects, ideas, and eras has never waned.

In addition to writing, my interests include road trips around the U.S. and frequent flights to England, where I eat fish and chips, drink hard cider, and listen to the voices in the pub around me. I also love coffee shops, mountain sunsets, prairie storms, and the smell of lavender. I am a staunch supporter of the Oxford comma.


  • I live in Colorado. I’ve tried to live elsewhere, but it never works.
  • I love wooden floors, and prefer them to carpet.
  • I don’t have pets but have lots of plants
  • I have a green armchair that I call The Vortex, because once I sit down in it, it’s impossible to get up out of it.
  • I love the structured orderliness of school and so ended up going to college for a long, long time.
  • I love beer.
  • I love hot summer nights, lightning storms, and fireflies.
  • I love going to England, and have gone so often that I pretty much know my way around.
  • I will never get tired of London.
  • I dream in color with surround sound.
  • Naps on stormy afternoons are one of my favorite things.
  • I have camped on the hillside where Do-Re-Mi was filmed.
  • I once spent five weeks on a three-masted barque off the Atlantic coast of North America, where I scrubbed decks, polished brass, washed dishes in cold seawater, and nigh on froze to death in the icy rain while on watch.
  • Find out more about Christina and her work on her WEBSITE

    GayRomLit, Giveaways, Sara Alva

    Interview and Giveaway: The Countdown to GayRomLit with Sara Alva and Joseph Northton

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    The Countdown to GayRomLit Celebration continues today with author Sara Alva. Sara, along with her narrator and friend Joseph Northton join us today with an interview they did with each other about Sara’s new audiobook Pura Vida. Enjoy and then be sure to click on the Rafflecopter widget below for the chance to win an Audio Copy of the book.

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    Thank you for having me on The Novel Approach!

    Hi, I’m Sara Alva, and this year I’ll be attending GRL for the first time, thanks to some coaxing from fellow authors. I often tend toward the wallflowery end of the spectrum, but I’m looking forward to spreading my…petals?…and getting to know other attendees. If you’re there and you happen to see me standing in a corner, feel free to come snap me out of it!

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    I don’t have a new release at the moment, but this past month I contracted Joseph Northton (narrator of Dani Alexander’s Shattered Glass) to record an audiobook of my summer love novella, Pura Vida. The audiobook is now available at Audible, Amazon, and iTunes, or you can listen to a sample chapter on my website.

    Narrators and authors don’t always get the chance to converse beyond the basics of what it takes to produce the audiobook. Luckily for me, my narrator and I are pretty close, so I invited Joseph to chat in order to delve a little more into the book and the narrating experience.

    Here is the (slightly) edited transcript: 


    Sara: Okay, fire away!

    Joseph: All right. The novella Pura Vida is set in Costa Rica. How did your experiences in Costa Rica influence your writing?

    Or wait, does that sound too formal? Just tell them about the time you got electrocuted. 

    Sara: Haha 

    Joseph: Kinda bummed that didn’t make it in the book 

    Sara: Lol. Well Costa Rica is amazing. Everyone should go there–beautiful scenery, fantastic wildlife, and super nice people– the kind who return the camera your husband accidentally left in a taxi. But yes, one time there was a lightning storm while I was in the water at the beach. The lightning struck near me and for at least an hour afterward, I was electrically charged. Any metal anywhere near me produced a visible spark. Maybe I’ll save that experience for a sequel… Struck by Love!

    Joseph: Haha. So the wildlife in Costa Rica factors into the plot. You saw actual sea turtle nests right? Burying eggs and hatching? 

    Sara: I did, yes. Sea turtles are my first loves. Actually, the baby turtle in the cover art is one I saw crawl into the ocean. I hope he made it. 

    Joseph: Really? See, that’s a great tidbit for this interview. I thought it was a plastic toy. 

    Sara: Lol no. My husband took that photo. 

    Joseph: Did you have to do any supplemental research about them? 

    Sara: Not really, I already know everything.

    Ha, just kidding. Actually, I wrote Pura Vida right after returning from Costa Rica. Much of the story was brainstormed there, at the beach. So all turtle-related info was pretty fresh in my memory. 

    Joseph: The stuff about how sea turtles are guided or misguided by light was really cool. 

    Sara: Yeah, part of the decline in population has to do with man-made structures too close to the beaches. The lights confuse the turtles and they head the wrong direction. All our development has reduced their nesting grounds pretty severely, unfortunately.

    Joseph: How do you feel about poachers, and how did you decide to use them in the story? 

    Sara: Costa Rica has done amazing things to preserve their natural habitats and their wildlife, but there is still an issue with poachers, because there’s still a demand for the items procured. So the best thing for us to do is to continue to educate people in the hopes the demands go down, and preserve as many nests as possible. 

    Joseph: The notion of “risking one’s heart” is a big part of this story. Were you ever caught in such a dilemma? 

    Sara: Yes.

    Next question.

    Joseph: Haha. 

    Sara: Lol. Well, love is always pretty risky. Trusting someone that much? It has to be. Maybe even riskier for Juan and Simon in this book than for a lot of others. They have geographic, social, economic, and cultural barriers to overcome. In theory, most of us wish things like that didn’t divide us as human beings. In reality, though, they do, whether we consciously accept it or not. Actually, sometimes consciously accepting it is the first step in breaking through. 

    Joseph: Yeah I can see that. Well thanks for answering my questions! 

    Sara: Okay, my turn. Since you’re an actor as well, how is narrating similar to and/or different from acting?

    Joseph: I had to learn how to overact, and under-enunciate. So it’s basically the opposite of acting. 

    Sara: Ha, I hadn’t thought of that. That’s true. 

    Joseph: From a technical perspective at least. But, of course, I’m drawing from the same emotional tool belt that an actor does. 

    Sara: What’s in the tool belt? 

    Joseph: Just the ability to be an observer of human behavior, as actors are supposed to be. That helps when it comes to saying things the way people talk, which is surprisingly difficult to recreate. 

    Sara: (I’m trying to think of something funny to say and failing)

    Joseph: Yeah, there’s nothing funny about acting theory. 

    Sara: Haha

    Joseph: No one really knows what they’re talking about. Well, some people do. Maybe like five people. The rest are just trying their best. Me included. 

    Sara: Same with writers. 

    Joseph: Ha 

    Sara: What did you enjoy about narrating, and what parts made you want to fly across the country and smother me in my sleep? 

    Joseph: I enjoyed the Alyssa sections. She was fun and perky, so I wasn’t afraid to go too far with the “acting.” I think that helped make her character come alive. In other reads I’d sometimes do a take with this big emotive face, then listen to it later and realize my voice was flat. That didn’t happen with Alyssa. 

    Sara: Ah, cool. Yeah I bet the emotion would always come across a lot clearer if we could see your face. Wait, I got it! The next big thing. Books read to you by actors over Skype. Sorta like bedtime stories from your mom, only with adult content. And not read by your mom. 

    Joseph: Haha

    Sara: Okay and your least favorite part? Don’t avoid the question just to spare my feelings.

    Joseph: Haha. Nah, but I’d say the technical aspects can be a challenge. It takes a lot of hours and a lot of cutting and pasting to create the illusion of something read effortlessly. Every time you do a retake you have to match the tone and volume so the listener isn’t jarred from the flow of the story. 

    Sara: Well, I appreciate all the hours. I think you did an amazing job, and I’m really excited you brought this novella to life.

    Joseph: You’re welcome.

    Sara: Okay, that’s probably good right? Can you think of something else I should’ve asked you?

    Joseph: Nope. Goof job.


    Sara: Haha, don’t worry, I’ll edit it.

    Joseph: No, I say we go raw. Just cut and paste. Except correct my typos. But leave that part in, so they know I made typos.

    Sara: All right then. Goof job to you too! :-)

    Thanks for reading our little chat! If you have any other questions for Joseph about audiobooks or narrating, feel free to leave them in a comment here. I’ll make sure he answers!


    Pura VidaBlurb: Simon has found himself in an open relationship for the summer—though not by choice. Instead of wallowing, he’s decided to make the most of a family vacation to Costa Rica by hooking up with the first hot guy available. Trouble is, he has no clue how to go about doing that.

    Luckily, he runs into someone with a little more experience. But when the moments of lust turn into something more, Simon isn’t so sure he’ll be able to return to his old relationship. And there’s no way to hold onto this new one, either, as thousands of miles will separate them in only a few short weeks. Either way, he’ll have to learn to let go.

    Now Available from Audible, Amazon, and iTunes


    Sara AlvaAbout Sara: Sara Alva is a former small-town girl currently living in big-city LA with a husband, cats, and an avocado tree. She recently discovered—after a year in her house—that she also has a fig tree in her backyard, which might mean she needs to get out more. But sometimes the stories waiting to be told demand more attention, and when she puts fingers to keyboard, it’s usually to write about journeys of self-discovery, heartache, personal growth, friendship and love. When she isn’t writing, she’s teaching or dancing. For more information, free short stories and news on upcoming releases, visit Sara’s website.

    Connect with Sara: Website | Facebook | Twitter



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    GayRomLit, Katey Hawthorne

    Guest Post, Excerpt, and Giveaway: The Countdown to GayRomLit 2015 with Katey Hawthorne

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    We’re so please to welcome back Katey Hawthorne on the GRL Celebration blog tour today. Enjoy Katey’s guest post, then be sure to click on the Rafflecopter widget below for the chance to win an e-copy of a book in her Superpowered Love series, winner’s choice.

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    Riot BoyHello, hello, and thanks to TNA for letting me drop in and squee about this year’s GRL. People who are going: have you decided what to wear to the Hooray for Hollywood costume party yet? I’m debating a Jedi knight, personally. Oh, what, like everyone didn’t already know I’m a huge nerd.

    Speaking of, how ‘bout them superpowered books, right? Last year I had so much fun doing a reading from my Riot Boy, aka my Superpowered Love series, that I signed up for another one this year. To go dirty again, or not to, that is the question? Here’s last year’s, more-or-less:


    What passed for a dressing room was more like a large walk-in closet or perhaps a dorm room. Not much but a ragged couch passed down from the seventies puking up its own guts, a vanity groaning under the weight of ancient makeup, a bunch of overstuffed clothing racks, a changing screen in the corner, and a long, cluttered counter along one wall. There must have been a door at one time, but not even the hinges remained.

    He fell back into the couch and started taking off his boots. I noticed his little stuffed fox and scooped it up, then hugged it in the crook of my arm.

    He said, “Behold the secret life of a suburban rock star.”

    “What happened to the door?”

    “Dunno, never seen it.” He nodded at the fox. “That’s George.”

    I squeezed George once more before respectfully returning him to his perch.

    “Think your sister liked the show?”

    “Yeah. I think she liked you.”

    “In spite of my shirt.” He stuck the tip of his tongue through his teeth.

    “Lucy liked the shirt. Not as much as me, but she liked it.”

    He’d kicked off his boots by that time. The moment he stood, I kissed him, then backed him up against the counter. As usual, he acquiesced to perfection, licking at my teeth and pulling me against him hard.

    I said, “Can’t be a real groupie till you’ve made out in the dressing room, right?”

    He replied by hopping up onto the counter so he could wrap his legs around me. I assisted, then laid one hand on his thigh and brought the other up to his face; our mouths found each other again quickly. At first it was just kissing, kind of slow and hot, like usual. His fingertips, artificially cold, toyed with the hair at the nape of my neck and slipped downward to tickle my spine. His ass scooted forward until he was wrapped around me tight, his bare feet hooked behind my back. I was just thinking how lonely it would be that night—tasting his tongue and knowing I’d miss it later—when his fingers started pulling at the button of my fly.

    I laughed into his lips and moved off just enough to say, “The door doesn’t even exist, let alone lock.”

    “Fuck it. I need this.” In case I was wondering what, exactly, his hand snaked down the front of my jeans and rubbed my swelling cock.

    “Ah.” I leaned into him, knees going weak. “Oh my God.”

    “Come on, Etienne,” he whispered. “I made the shirt and everything.”

    I chuckled. “We can’t do it here.”

    “Aww.” He reluctantly pulled his hand out of my pants.

    “It’s got to be somewhere I can do the job thoroughly.” I took his face in both hands and kissed him, long and openmouthed, until he melted against me again. “Somewhere you can swear as loud as you want.”

    He grinned and squirmed against me. “Handcuffs?”

    “Anything you want.”


    “Promise. Anything.”

    “That’s worth waiting for. But while we’re here anyway…” He slipped off the counter, wedging himself between it and me and rubbing off on me at the same time. “Come on, I’ll be fast. Almost came in my pants just now.”

    I laughed again, which he took for agreement. He wasted no time dragging me behind the changing screen in the corner. A quick glance over the top to check for passersby, and then I undid his belt and yanked it free in one quick motion. I went for the zipper.

    No underwear.

    “Jesus Christ, Brady.”

    “Ah, I thought you’d like that.”

    More laughter. “You planned for this?”

    “Of course I fucking did. You gonna give it to me, or what?”

    I turned him around to face the wall in reply and dragged his jeans down over his ass.

    He wriggled out of them and leaned forward, palms against the wall, leaving me staring at him—still in his FUCK ME, ETIENNE T-shirt but bare-assed and waiting.

    My fly was still undone, and I couldn’t resist kicking off my jeans and leaning against him, arranging my dick—straining through my shorts—in the split of that remarkable ass. I kissed the back of his neck and wound my arms around him. His response was to rub up on me, opening up a little farther. I took his stiff cock in one hand and started out slow; he squirmed on my dick and voiced a little moan, then, “Unh, yeah.”

    I stroked him, kissed him, and he angled his ass to give me a thrill with every jerk, until my cock was so hot I could’ve come just like that. But no, I didn’t make that mistake anymore—it was all about him. I pulled back a little, spit on my fingers, and rubbed them in a tight circle around his asshole.

    He shuddered, his hands curling into fists against the wall, and arched his back sharply. “Yeah, ah fuck…”

    I picked up speed, pressing my still-thickening cock into the back of his thigh as I went. His whole body caught my rhythm. I milked it from both ends, pushed every button I knew at once to get it out of him, fast and hard.

    “Oh, yeah, mmmnnnn…” He hit the wall with one fist and came with a sigh.

    I held him tight, kissing him while he finished and recovered. When I finally let him go, he shook himself a little. I rearranged myself against him, laughing as I looked down over his shoulder. “So much for the wall.”

    “It’s probably seen worse.” He laughed too, breathless. “Your turn.”

    Before I could respond, he was on his knees, ripping down my shorts. He pushed me back against the opposite wall and went straight for my cock, swallowed it. Jesus, had to be halfway down his throat.

    I groaned at the white-hot thrill and let my head fall back, eyelids fluttering. God, he was incredible. He was magnificent. He was—

    “Brady?” said an alien voice.

    My eyes snapped open; I tried to pull away.

    His fingers bored into my hips as he went down again, causing tiny stars to explode behind my eyes. Then up, then down. Never broke his rhythm.

    I peeked over the screen to see Tyler at the dressing room entrance. He had one eyebrow cocked but didn’t seem too concerned to find me alone where I had no business being. He asked, “Have you seen Brady around? Bass player, jacked-up hair, tattoos?”

    “Um, he—”

    Brady chose that precise moment to start stroking my balls, still sucking me off fast and hard.

    “Uh…” I blinked, trying to clear my head, face on fire, but Jesus, he was—

    Tyler took an inquisitive step into the room. “You okay, man?”

    I had no idea what I was trying to say. “He…uh…”

    A wave of heat burned through me. His mouth was so hot, and he was so, so good at that, and—

    Brady backed off, leaving my dick standing there, dripping and pink. He looked up, making the most hilariously annoyed face, and said, “Goddammit, Tyler, I got a cock down my throat here. Can it wait?”

    Tyler closed his eyes. “You must be Etienne.”

    “Um…” I would’ve had an answer, but Brady licked me at the strategic moment, so all I got was, “Unh—yeah. Hi.”

    I was going to die of embarrassment. As soon as I had a little blood in my brain, anyhow.

    “Yeah, nice to meet you.” Tyler turned his back, but before he escaped into the hall, he shouted back at us, “Hey slut-bag, when you’re done choking on a dick, we have a meeting.”

    “Yeah, yeah.” Brady went down on me again, shoving me straight back into his throat.

    I laughed and burned and groaned, clawing at the wall behind me. Rational thought or trying to sort out the appropriate emotion for the situation had to wait until I finally came down his throat. My knees shaking and my body thrumming, I practically slid down the wall when he let me go.

    Following which event we both laughed so hard we ended up in a half-naked, well-spent pile on the floor.


    Of course, I also had the t-shirts last year, so that was part of the choice, I confess. Still, what do y’all think? Go sexy, or just silly? Or both like last year? It can’t be serious. I will laugh and ruin it. My srsface is terrible.




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    GayRomLit, Lissa Kasey

    Guest Post: The Countdown to GayRomLit Celebration with Lissa Kasey

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    Today we welcome author Lissa Kasey in the continuing celebration of the Countdown to GRL 2015 in sunny San Diego.

    The flawed characters, gotta love ’em, right?



    A Spectrum of Flawed Characters


    These GRL blog posts are kind of intimidating. I never know what to say that I haven’t already gone over before. So I thought I’d go over one of the biggest topics that run through all of my fiction. Flawed characters, and their crazy issues.

    Anyone who’s read my stuff has probably heard of the Dominion series, which I’m currently in the process of extending and rereleasing, and Seiran Rou. Seiran is the kind of guy you either love or hate. He’s got a lot of opinions—mostly formed by experience of things that have happened to him, and not all of them good.

    See, Seiran grew up the kid of a public figure. Sure he had money and a good education, but he also had expectations placed on him most of us would shudder to think about. He was the unwanted male child of a female dominant society. And since he was treated as thus, he has a poor opinion of most women. He expects them all to be like his mother: cold, demanding, and have no use for him.

    He’s also got commitment issues that stem from his less than loving mother and an abusive ex-boyfriend. All of these things color Sei’s world view. And since the first, second, and fourth book of the series is in his point of view, our perspective is from Sei’s very skewed head.

    I’m currently expanding and editing the third book of the series which is from Sei’s best friend Kelly’s point of view. Interesting facts about Kelly: he wasn’t born to a rich and infamous family. He doesn’t have the expectations forced on him that Seiran did, and therefore his glasses are a little more rosy.

    These bits of upbringing, perspective, and history are what color our characters to react. Life is really just a series of reactions. The Hidden Gem series, which is written in third person, is still heavily colored with tainted and warped characters. Aki’s spent years in a containment camp being tortured and tested upon. Shane was a soldier and is now a detective for the police department. He’s seen some of the worst the world can throw at humanity. Only together can they find some sense of peace. And while it’s not perfect, it’s more than a lot of us find.

    The second book in the series is finished and is about Paris, former whore and politician who was thrown away by his family for being gay—though he readily admits to being bi. His love interest is a man who has a past, but doesn’t let it define him. The idea of that is sort of revolutionary. Not being defined by your past. We all say we want that, but how many of us actually get there?

    Just a few weeks ago Model Citizen was released. MC is a story about Oliver, a former model who is trying to deal with life after the death of his brother. He’s seriously depressed and refuses to seek help until someone pushes hard enough. Ollie is probably the most seriously flawed of all the characters I’ve written. And I don’t mean because he’s genderfluid or demisexual. I mean because he really does think the entire world hates him.

    Anyone living with depression knows how this feels. Now the truth is that most of the world couldn’t care less if we lived or died, so no, the whole world doesn’t hate him or anyone in particular. But it does make a person react a certain way. Ollie’s views are very narrow. He fears opening himself up to change will rip him apart again. He loves hard but suspects everyone of betrayal. That’s a difficult way to live. It can make a person angry, suspicious and hateful.

    I love the flawed characters. Can relate to them more than most stories. I know writing is all about fantasy, an escape from the daily grind, but people who live with depression, anxiety, bi-polar disorder, and a host of other mental illnesses find it hard to believe that people like us will ever find love. It’s hard to love someone else or believe someone will love you when you can’t love yourself. So that’s my fantasy. Showing really fucked up people still making it. Still finding love.

    This is why I write flawed characters. You don’t have to love them. You just have to understand them. They are strong and beautiful, even if sometimes they are angry or hateful and confused. I’ve written about characters with body perspective disorders, like Dane from Unicorns and Rainbow Poop and Jamie from the Dominion series. Depression: Ollie from Model Citizen, Bas from Unicorns and Rainbow Poop, Kerstrande from the Evolution series. Anxiety: Seiran and Ollie.

    Some of these things have become “cool.” It’s cool to have social anxiety. Or so I hear so often when it comes times for conventions and such. However, the truth is, general anxiety is worse because it doesn’t need a crowd to set it off. You’re just always on the verge of a panic attack. Most of the time for no reason.

    However, depression still has the worst stigma. No one likes to be around people who are “Debbie Downers”. Everyone loves the smiling happy people in the center of the crowd. I’m pretty sure there are a lot of those folks in the center of the crowd hiding their depression behind fake smiles.

    I’ve had a hard couple of months emotionally myself. Not because of events in my life going wrong. Depression and anxiety doesn’t really need a trigger. It’s made it hard for me to write, and I’ve been looking hard for more books about characters with issues. Issues that probably aren’t completely solved by the end of the book, but manageable. Maybe they’ve found someone to love them anyway, no matter how beautifully fucked up they are. That’s what we all hope for, right?

    So until it becomes the norm, I will keep writing deeply flawed characters who some people love to hate. I’d love to see more of them in works other than my own. We all know love isn’t all rainbows and sometimes it’s just poop. I’d rather slog through some poop than be blinded by fake rainbows.

    Thanks for reading! Stop by at GRL and say hello.



    Model Citizen


    Inheritance (Dominion 1)


    Reclamation (Dominion 2)


    Hidden Gem (Hidden Gem 1)


    Evolution (Evolution 1)


    Evolution: Genesis (Evolution 2)


    Under the Sam Kadence Name:

    On the Right Track (Vocal Growth 1)


    Unicorns and Rainbow Poop (Vocal Growth 2)


    Coming soon:

    Conviction (Dominion 3) Sept 2015
    Cardinal Sins (Hidden Gem 2) November 2015
    Ascendance (Dominion 4) December 2015


    tattooAbout the Author: Lissa Kasey lives in St. Paul, MN, has a Bachelor’s Degree in Creative Writing, and collects Asian Ball Joint Dolls who look like her characters. She has three cats who enjoy waking her up an hour before her alarm every morning and sitting on her lap to help her write. She can often be found at Anime Conventions masquerading as random characters when she’s not writing about boy romance.

    Find Lissa At: Website | Facebook | Twitter

    Cody Kennedy, GayRomLit, Giveaways

    Guest Post and Giveaway: The Countdown to GRL 2015 with Cody Kennedy

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    Today, we’re so pleased to welcome author Cody Kennedy on the official Countdown to GayRomLit 2015 blog tour.

    Enjoy Cody’s guest post, then be sure to click on the Rafflecopter widget below for a chance to win an e-copy of Slaying Isidore’s Dragons and a signed .jpg image of the book’s title page.

    Good luck!


    Hollywood DandelionsHi, I’m Cody Kennedy, and I’m getting ready for GayRomLit Retreat! This will be my first time attending GRL, and I am very excited! A very special thanks to Lisa Horan and all the wonderful people at The Novel Approach for supporting GayRomLit, our books, and us!

    For those of you who aren’t familiar with my books and me, here is a little about me:

    Raised on the mean streets and back lots of Hollywood by a Yoda-look-alike grandfather, Cody doesn’t conform, doesn’t fit in, is epic awkward, and lives to perfect a deep-seated oppositional defiance disorder. In a constant state of fascination with the trivial, Cody contemplates such weighty questions as If time and space are curved, then where do all the straight people come from? When not writing, Cody can be found taming waves on western shores, pondering the nutritional value of sunsets, appreciating the much-maligned dandelion, unhooking guide ropes from stanchions, and marveling at all things ordinary.

    ALL.OF.IT.IS.TRUE. One thing the above short bio doesn’t tell you is that I am old! Yes! It’s true! I’ll likely be the eldest author at GRL—is there an award for that?—and I write for the youngest crowd! I write for young adults, yet my stories deal with the very real, adult problems our youth deal with today. Rebel that I am my books also contain violence or the inference of violence, sex or the inference of sex, and music. I score my books. Please do not mock me. It’s a plight. Here is the music playlist for my newest novel, Slaying Isidore’s Dragons.

    Raised in Hollywood, I spent way too much time on film sets growing up, but it gave me a unique perspective on storytelling. You’ll find more dialogue and action in my books than narrative. I also like to give readers a thrill. You’ll find twists and turns in my stories, the periodic Boo!, and at least one ‘are you phreakin’ kidding me?’ moment. I mean that in the nicest possible way. I have a wild imagination and look to bring imagination to life and give readers the best possible reading experience. You’ll also find three other things in my books. Romance, hope, and a happily ever after.

    The Supreme Court’s recent decision legalizing gay marriage is an historic event, to be sure. But it’s more than that. It ensures that every generation alive today lives in a time of profound change—not only one of change in perspective, but also one of behavior and the law. Now, more than ever before. As authors, we bring awareness to the world. That makes me proud and I hope to bring you works that inspire you, give you strength and, above all, give you hope.

    Enter for a chance to win an e-copy and signed .jpg image of Slaying Isidore’s Dragons. I look forward to meeting you at GayRomLit!

    Stop by my Blog with questions or comments, or simply share what’s on your mind.

    Find me on Facebook, Twitter @CodyKAuthor, Pinterest, Tumblr, Google+, Ello, Goodreads, Medium, and read my free serial story, Fairy

    Here’s a little about my latest novel, Slaying Isidore’s Dragons


    Follow the burgeoning love of two teens during the worst year of their lives. Irish-born Declan David de Quirke II is the son of two ambassadors, one Irish and one American. He is ‘out’ to his parents but to no one else. French-born Jean Isidore de Sauveterre is also the son of two ambassadors, one Catalan and one Parisian. His four half brothers have been told to cure him of his homosexuality. Both teens have lost a parent in a London car bombing.

    Declan and Isidore meet at the beginning of their senior year at a private academy in the United States. Declan is immediately smitten with Isidore and becomes his knight in shining armor. Isidore wants to keep what is left of his sanity and needs Declan’s love to do it. One is beaten, one is drugged, one is nearly raped, one has been raped. They are harassed by professors and police, and have fights at school, but none of it compares to running for their lives. When the headmaster’s popular son attempts suicide and someone tries to assassinate Declan’s mother, they are thrown headlong into chaos, betrayal, conspiracy, allegations of sexual coercion, even murder. And one of them carries a secret that may get them killed. Read Chapter One of Slaying Isidore’s Dragons

    Slaying Isidore’s Dragons is available in ebook and print from:

    Dreamspinner/Harmony Ink Press

    Amazon     GooglePlay     Barnes & Noble

    OmniLit/ARe     Beam-eBooks in Europe



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    GayRomLit, Lei Carol

    Countdown to GayRomLit 2015: Welcome Author Lei Carol

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    Today we’re so pleased to welcome author Lei Carol to The Novel Approach, on the GayRomLit blog tour. Lei talks a bit about herself and the books she pens, and is also offering a steamy little excerpt for you to enjoy.

    Here’s Lei!


    Hey, y’all, my name is Lei Carol and I am a Gay Erotic Romance author. This coming August will mark my official one year mark as a published author.

    Since I was in the third grade I’ve been a very avid reader, having started with the very first Nancy Drew book to the Babysitters Club to Goosebumps.  I can remember the very first romance novel I read at the tender age of thirteen, Judy Garwood’s One White Rose, and since that day I’ve been hooked.

    As I got older my reading genre’s changed, but not by much. I still read romance novels but moved onto the racier side of things until I stumbled onto my first M/M/F book, and not long after, I was only reading M/M books.

    One day I was talking to a good friend, telling her about a story that I had in my mind, and she asked why I didn’t write it out.  Now mind you, I’ve tried writing once before when I was in high school, but due to bad feedback I stopped, until this particular friend told me to give it a try.

    Here we are a year and a half later, and I am celebrating my 6th book release, and I couldn’t be happier.  It’s not always easy getting all the boys in my head to cooperate, but when they do, it’s magical.

    I get asked a lot what it’s like being a female writing about gay guys, and how is it possible for me to know not only how it works but what it feels like.  All I can say is I have a very imaginative imagination and…I watch a lot of gay porn. What can I say? There’s nothing hotter than two or three guys playing with each other and not having to hold back.

    I love being able to create a world where everyone gets their own happily-ever-after with however many mates they want. There may be turmoil and grief, or fights and irritations, but at the end there is usually always a happy ending.

    Everyone deserves the happy ending of their dreams, no matter what; otherwise, what is life worth living without the hope and dream of your own happy-ever-after?

    I honestly believe with each story I write, with each couple or throuple I bring together in my stories, I am just one step closer to my own happily-ever-after with the men of my dreams.  Who doesn’t want multiple hot guys to share their lives with?

    So sit back and join me on a fascinating journey with many twists, turns and bumps in the road, that we can call my imagination. And please always remember, #LOVEISLOVE.


    claiming his bearsWarning: For Mature Adult Audiences.  Contains language and actions some may deem offensive.  Sexually explicit content.  Ménage – MMM.

    In book four of the Cascade Pack: Shawn has always known he wanted something different then his brothers and sisters.  He has spent his entire life trying to hide just how different he needs were, afraid they wouldn’t understand.  So desperate to protect his secret, Shawn even runs away from his family and his mates.

    Zerek and Zander were amazed the day they walked into the café to meet one of their employees for the first time only to find out he was their mate.  Now they are forced to wait to claim him as well as figure out just what secret he is desperately trying to keep.

    Can the bears give their mate what he needs?  Or will he run for the hills, leaving three lives shattered?

    Buy Links: Amazon US | All Romance eBooks | Smashwords | Barnes & Noble


    NSFW Excerpt: Pulling his mouth away from Zander only to twist around so he could mash his lips to his other lover’s.  Whimpering at the different sensations of kissing one man while the other began nibbling and biting on one nipple before switching to the other.

    He loved the fact that both had a different taste and feel to their kisses. While Zerek’s kisses were soft and slow, Zander’s were hard and fast; which left him wondering if that’s how it would be when making love with them.  Would one be fast and rough while the other was slow and gentle?  At least then he would have the best of both worlds.

    Feeling his lungs start to burn at the lack of oxygen, he broke the kiss.  Twisting back to glance toward Zander before dropping his head against Zerek’s shoulder only to end up choking on a groan trying to escape as he felt one of his men wrap one of their big hands around his achingly hard cock, which he was sure was leaking like a sieve, except he wasn’t too sure since they were in the water.

    Rocking his hips in time with the stroking, Shawn’s balls pulled against his body, and he could feel the tingling in his spine signaling just how close he was to an orgasm. Moving his hips back and forth faster and faster with each swipe of the slick palm, moaning and groaning with each movement.

    Jerking his hips forward, only to slam them back once more, Shawn was unable to contain a pained yelp when Zerek’s cock slipped from between his ass cheeks to slam into the back of his balls, giving him just enough pain to send him over the edge, screaming as his cock exploded rope after rope of built up semen.

    Trying to get his breathing while resting his head against Zerek’s shoulder, panting as his hips continued to rock back and forth, each motion slower than the one before as exhaustion slowly took over his body.  It didn’t take long before he realized he couldn’t open his eyes and the soft snores he heard, were his own.


    Find Lei Carol At: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Pinterest | Email




    With just a matter of days until the official kick-off of GayRomLit 2014, we’ve brought a close to our Virtual Gift Basket Giveaways. On behalf of all of us here at The Novel Approach, I want to take just a moment to offer our warmest regards and gratitude to all the authors who so generously donated not only their time but their work to make the overall celebration such a huge success: Deanna Wadsworth, Z.A. Maxfield, Ethan Day, Jamie Lynn Miller, Rhys Ford, Jordan L. Hawk, Sherrie Henry, Katey Hawthorne, J.A. Rock, Lex Chase, LE Franks, Edmond Manning, Rafe Haze, DH Starr, Jacob Z. Flores, JK Hogan, Charlie Cochet, Zathyn Priest, RJ Scott, Sophie Bonaste, Erica Pike, and B.G. Thomas.

    I also want to give a very special thank you to all of you, the readers, for your enthusiasm and participation in the event. If not for you, the celebration couldn’t have succeeded. I’m looking forward to meeting some of you this week in Chicago, and don’t forget, for those of you who are attending, the Kindle Fire HD giveaway still has a couple of days to go, so be sure to enter.

    Now, here’s a list of the Virtual Gift Basket Giveaway Winners. Congratulations to all of you!


    Basket One: Valerie
    Basket Two: wiccachic2000
    Basket Three: Jay R
    Basket Four: Kimberly
    Basket Five: felinewyvern
    Basket Six: jenf27
    Basket Seven: Kim W

    A.J. Truman, Aleksandr Voinov, Bey Deckard, CJane Elliott, Coastal Magic Convention, DH Starr, GayRomLit, JL Merrow, K.A. Merikan, Kevin Klehr, Morticia Knight, Sneak Peek, Tere Michaels

    Here’s A Sneak Peek At The Coming Week

    Hi, everyone, I hope you’ve all had a fantastic weekend. We’re gearing up for a great week ahead here at The Novel Approach.

    In case you’ve missed them, we still have two outstanding giveaways open to close out our Countdown to GRL Celebrations: Sherrie Henry, Gift Basket Seven, and our Grand Prize giveaway, so be sure to check those out before they expire.

    Now, here’s what we have coming up in the week ahead.


    Monday – Kicking off the week, we’ll be hosting Aleksandr Voinov on the A Taste for Poison Blog Tour, with a giveaway

    Wilde City Press author Kevin Klehr joins us today to talk a bit about his books Drama Queens With Love Scenes and Drama Queens and Adult Themes

    TuesdayJL Merrow drops in to visit today on the Raising the Rent Blog Tour, with a giveaway

    A.J. Truman also joins us today with a giveaway on his Out in the Open Blog Tour

    WednesdayTere Michaels is here today to answer a few questions on the Countdown to Coastal Magic Convention Blog Tour

    We’ll also have CJane Elliott with us on the Aidan’s Journey Blog Tour, with a giveaway

    ThursdayDH Starr joins us today on the Meant for Him Blog Tour, with a giveaway

    K.A. Merikan also stops by on the Guns n’ Boys Blog Tour

    FridayMorticia Knight is our guest today on the All Fired Up Blog Tour, with a giveaway

    Bey Deckard also drops in on his Sacrificed: Heart Beyond the Spires Blog Tour, with a giveaway


    And that rounds out the week ahead. Until next week, happy reading!

    Dreamspinner Press, GayRomLit, Genre Romance, Sherrie Henry

    Countdown to GRL Excerpt and Giveaway: Two Red Leaves by Sherrie Henry

    2014GRL_BlogTour_sq200x200The Novel Approach is pleased to welcome author Sherrie Henry today, as our final guest in the Countdown to GayRomLit Celebration.

    To bring things to a close, Sherrie is offering the chance for one lucky reader to win an e-copy of her new book Two Red Leaves, the sequel to last year’s Last of the Summer Tomatoes. To enter for a chance to win, leave a comment here by Midnight Pacific Time on Wednesday, October 15, 2014. One winner will be selected at random on Thursday, the 16th, and notified via email for prize delivery.

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    Countdown to GRL Grand Prize Giveaway


    Listen up attending readers, because we’ve got a giveaway especially for you!

    Although she told me not to give her credit for this, I’m going to anyway because I can since I’m the typer here. It’s because of the generosity of our very own Jackie that The Novel Approach is able to offer you, one lucky GayRomLit Attending Reader, the chance to win a brand new, in the box, Kindle Fire HD!

    The deadline for entry is Midnight Pacific Time on Wednesday, October 15, 2014. The winner will be selected via Rafflecopter on Thursday, the 16th, so be sure to watch for comments on this blog post, Facebook status updates, and/or Tweets so we’re sure to be able to locate you in Chicago and deliver the goods. :)

    Good luck!

    Kindle HD

    B.G. Thomas, Deanna Wadsworth, GayRomLit, J.A. Rock, Jacob Z. Flores, Jordan L. Hawk, LE Franks, Lex Chase, Rhys Ford, Z.A. Maxfield

    GayRomLit Virtual Gift Basket Giveaway: Basket Seven

    1237Cheers, everyone! We’ve made it to the end, this is our final GRL Virtual Gift Basket Giveaway, but that doesn’t mean the giving is quite done yet. We have a final Grand Prize giveaway coming up tomorrow for one lucky GayRomLit attending reader, so be sure to stay tuned. And in case you missed them, there’s still time to enter in the Baskets Four (exp. at Midnight PT tonight), Five, and Six giveaways.

    In the meantime, here’s what’s up for grabs in Basket Seven:

    The Novel Approach: A $25 Amazon Gift Card
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    Deanna Wadsworth, Erica Pike, Ethan Day, GayRomLit, Rafe Haze, Rhys Ford, Z.A. Maxfield, Zathyn Priest

    GayRomLit Virtual Gift Basket Giveaway: Basket Six

    1237Hi, folks, thanks for stopping by to check out what we have to offer today in Basket Six of our GRL Virtual Gift Basket Giveaways. In case you’ve missed them, Basket Three (exp. at Midnight PT tonight), Basket Four, and Basket Five are still up for grabs, so be sure to check those out as well.

    And now, here’s what’s in store for Basket Six:

    Rhys Ford: A $25 Gift Card to the winner’s choice of e-tailers
    Erica Pike: An e-copy of Black Hurricane
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    GayRomLit, LE Franks

    Guest Post: What Does GRL Mean To Me? by LE Franks

    2014GRL_BlogTour_sq200x200Actually, it means quite a lot. Thank you.

    I’ve had that “Dark Night of the Soul” moment that writers get sometimes.

    That moment when we question our abilities—our very right to call ourselves writers—when we catch a review, read it the wrong (or right!) way and are sent spinning down the rabbit hole of self-loathing and insecurity, only to find ourselves stuck there.

    I think it’s one of those hazards of a job that keeps us locked in our heads if we’re doing it right.

    And unless you’re one of the lucky ones, most of us lack the gift of true perspective to keep us out of trouble when it comes to our own work. It’s the most difficult attribute to develop as a writer, and the most critical one to have. For me, it takes approximately six months before I can read anything I’ve written and not immediately want to run to the nearest restroom and hurl. Continue reading

    Deanna Wadsworth, Ethan Day, GayRomLit, Jamie Lynn Miller, LE Franks, Rhys Ford, RJ Scott, Z.A. Maxfield

    GayRomLit Virtual Gift Basket Giveaway: Basket Five

    1237Greetings, everyone, and welcome back for round five of our Countdown to GayRomLit Virtual Gift Basket Giveaways. In case you’ve missed the previous baskets still up for grabs, here are the links to Baskets Three and Four. We have another great basket on offer today, so without further ado, have a look at what’s up for grabs.

    RJ Scott: A $10 Gift Card for Amazon or All Romance eBooks
    The Novel Approach: A $15 Gift Card for Dreamspinner Press
    Ethan Day: An e-copy of Sno Ho
    Ethan Day: An e-copy of Life in Fusion Continue reading

    Deanna Wadsworth, DH Starr, Edmond Manning, Ethan Day, GayRomLit, Jamie Lynn Miller, Rhys Ford, RJ Scott, Z.A. Maxfield

    GayRomLit Virtual Gift Basket Giveaway: Basket Four

    1237Happy Monday, everyone, and welcome back to day four of the GRL Virtual Gift Basket Giveaways! We have more great goodies on offer for you today, so have a look at what’s up for grabs:

    Rhys Ford: A $25 Gift Card to the e-tailer of the winner’s choice
    DH Starr: An e-copy of Meant for Each Other
    RJ Scott: An e-book of choice from her backlist
    Ethan Day: An e-copy of To Catch a Fox Continue reading

    A Sneak Peek At The Coming Week, Cover Reveal, GayRomLit

    Here’s A Sneak Peek At The Coming Week

    Hi, everyone, and happy Sunday to you. I hope you’ve all had a weekend filled with lots of good reading.

    We’re winding some things down in the coming week, namely all the GayRomLit Countdown celebrating we’ve been doing since April. Six months of guest posts and giveaways, will all lead up to a Grand Prize, so be sure to watch for it to be announced on Friday.

    In the meantime, here’s what we have on tap for you in the week ahead! Continue reading

    Charlie Cochet, Deanna Wadsworth, Ethan Day, GayRomLit, Rhys Ford, RJ Scott, Z.A. Maxfield

    GayRomLit Virtual Gift Basket Giveaway: Basket Three

    1237Hi, Everyone! We took a day off yesterday, but we’re back again today with Round Three of our Countdown to GRL Virtual Gift Basket Giveaways.

    Just in case you missed them, you can enter for a chance to win Basket One HERE and Basket Two HERE .

    Now, here’s what’s up for grabs in Basket Three! Continue reading

    Edmond Manning, Ethan Day, GayRomLit, J.K. Hogan, Lex Chase, Rhys Ford, Sophie Bonaste, Z.A. Maxfield

    GayRomLit Virtual Gift Basket Giveaway: Basket Two

    1237Greetings, everyone! Day One of our Virtual Gift Basket Giveaway went so well, how about Round Two?

    We’ve got another great selection of prizes in Virtual Gift Basket Two today. Here’s the list of what’s up for grabs:

    Lex Chase: A $25 Gift Card to an e-tailer of the winner’s choice
    Rhys Ford: An e-book choice from her backlist
    Edmond Manning: An e-copy of The Butterfly King (The Lost and Founds: Book 3)
    Continue reading