JC Wallace

Exclusive Excerpt: Apple Bites Anthology — Edited by Julie Lynn Hayes and Denise L. Wyant

Apple_Bites_Cover_FinalTitle:  Apple Bites: A Romance Anthology

Editors:  Julie Lynn Hayes and Denise L. Wyant

Release Date:  August 25, 2015  

Genre:  Contemporary Romance (both M/M and M/F)

Heat Levels:  Gala to Red Delicious (sweet to spicy)

Blurb:  Back to school takes on new meaning in this collection of eight mini-stories which run the gamut from sweet to spicy! No children in these tales, they’re for adults only! And each one features an apple in some way.

In this mixed bag of apple bites, you’ll find seasoned authors as well as newcomers. Teachers and students. M/M as well as M/F.  There’s something for everyone’s taste.

Going back to school has never been so naughty!

M/M STORIES

JC Wallace – An Officer and a Gentleman (and an Apple)

Holden isn’t sure how much longer he can survive without the man he loves, whose return from a six month deployment has been delayed. On the first day of classes, Professor Holden finds a shiny, red apple on his desk, mocking him. A cruel joke? Or something much more shocking…

Carol Pedroso – Have a Break, Have a…

Kevin is acting principal of another troubled school filled with idiotic teachers. His new husband had been sent half way round the world. Kevin is lonely, hungry, horny, and pissed off at life.

A surprise visitor at lunch time offers Kevin the break he so desperately needs…

Rivals – Julie Lynn Hayes

John and Bryce are heads of competing fraternities at upscale Westover College, as well as fierce rivals. On rush night, John finds Bryce has crashed his soiree, seeking recruits. Verbal swords are thrust. When Bryce pushes John’s buttons, the challenge is on—and winner takes all.

Nephy Hart – Apple for the Teacher

Going back to school is difficult for Rage. He has no reason to think this year won’t be filled with more marginalization and abuse. When his boyfriend gives him an apple for the teacher, Rage has no idea what difference an art project will make, or who will get the apple. 

Perry’s Cherry – Avery Dawes

An unfortunate earthquake shakes Perry from a freshman room to sharing with a grumpy senior. Too bad Nick is so sexy… and sullen. Labor Day finds them both on campus. Nick suggests a trip to a private club. Perry is about to get a college education of another kind…

M/F STORIES 

Elyzabeth M. VaLey – Good Teacher, pet

Ready to start the new school year, Anais’ boyfriend and Dom, Ian, plants the seeds of doubt in her mind. He tells her she’s forgetting something that only the best teachers receive. Ian gives her a lesson and shows how to earn herself a juicy treat.

Cynthia Dawn Griffin – Gatekeeper

Kate loves her job as Head Secretary. The students adore her, calling her Gatekeeper. Kate’s job may be in jeopardy because of her passionate affair with one of the staff, who acts as though it never happened.

Will she be able to focus on her job and win her man back?

Renee Rose – Hot for Teacher

Lucy’s nerves have her wound up for her first Biochemistry 101 lecture. Fiancé Dr. Todd gives his T.A. a wicked distraction. While he tortures Lucy with edging and public arousal, she must somehow get through her class without losing all control.

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Excerpt from An Officer and a Gentleman (and an Apple) by JC Wallace

“Welcome back everyone,” I said, laying my papers on the table.

When I looked up, the room was empty. I frowned and checked my watch. Nine AM on the dot. I pulled out my phone to check my schedule. That’s when something red caught my eye.

An apple.

A red apple on the center desk in the front row.

My vision narrowed on the fruit, my pulse raced, my palms sweated, and I couldn’t draw in any air. Was this some kind of sick joke? Most everyone I worked with knew about the “apple story”, as did many of the ROTC soldiers from Jeremy’s base who were currently taking my class. Jeremy would tell that story to anyone who would listen. Could someone from one of my classes have left the apple on purpose?

Who would be so cruel?

A bitter taste filled my mouth as I approached the red symbol of our relationship. From the start, Jeremy had been the consummate future officer, and nothing short of a gentleman. He’d insisted on wooing me properly, and shit if we hadn’t followed the rules of dating step by step. On our first date, we did nothing more than hold hands, the night ending with a brief goodnight kiss. On our second date, we made out on the beach, his hands never straying below my waist—much to my frustration. On our third date, we lay on a blanket beneath the stars, hands exploring, our groins rubbing through our clothes. On our fourth date, we made out on my couch during a hockey game. Shirts removed, shorts shucked to the knees, the blissful heat of my soldier’s mouth had gotten me off within minutes. By the time we’d consummated our relationship (after two whole months!), I’d fallen hopelessly in love with him.

Tears threatened my eyes as the anger drained away. I was overreacting. The apple could have been accidentally left behind by a student in the class before mine. I realized just how tired I was. The excitement of seeing my man at the six month mark had turned to frustration and want and loneliness when his return had been delayed. My hand just wasn’t cutting it anymore. Closing my eyes, I fought to recall the whisper of Jeremy’s fingers over my skin, his breath across my neck, his whispers in my ear, but only my sadness came through.

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Author BioAbout the Author: JC Wallace started writing from a young age, but took a break for marriage, kids, and college (in that order). He recently rediscovered his passion and ventured out into the brave new world of publishing with his short, Waiting for Snow, and his first novel,Curiosity Killed Shaney. At night and on the weekends, JC writes about all things men, believing there is nothing hotter than two men finding and loving one another, whether for a night or forever. An avid reader of M/M romance, JC loves a good twist of a plot, HEA, HFN, or tragic ending. He also writes what his bestie calls HUNK (Happy Until the Next Kidnapping).

In his daytime hours, JC works with individuals with autism and behavior problems. He is owned by a beautiful partner, Speed Demon, three kids, two grandchildren, two dogs and one cat. He lives in the beautiful Adirondack Mountains in Northern NY.

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4 Stars, Extasy Books, Genre Romance, Julie Lynn Hayes, Reviewed by Sadonna, Short Story

Review: Crossroads by Julie Lynn Hayes

Title: Crossroads

Author: Julie Lynn Hayes

Publisher: eXtasy Books

Pages/Word Count: 41 Pages

At a Glance: A story of a serendipitous meeting that might lead to something much better for Clete and Tal than the lives they are leaving behind.

Reviewed By: Sadonna

Blurb: When you feel as though you’ve lost everything, you have everything to gain.

Crossroads: a point at which a crucial decision must be made that will have far-reaching consequences…

Clete Deveraux is a little old Southern boy a long way from home, drifting the highways with his abusive boyfriend, Vern. Tal Clark is newly graduated from the University of Missouri in Columbia, but his plans for a carefree summer have just been derailed and he’s not sure what he’s going to do.

Things happen for a reason…

Clete and Tal’s lives intersect at a rest stop in central Missouri, but sometimes first impressions aren’t the best. And finding the right path isn’t always easy.

Clete and Tal have reached a crossroads… and now they have to decide which way they want to go. And who they want to go with.

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Review: This author wrote one of my very favorite short stories, The Prince Wore Pink Stilettos, so when offered this novellette, I jumped at the chance to read it. Crossroads is much darker, but once again, I was drawn in by the story.

Tal has just graduated from the University of Missouri, and he’s on his way home to St. Louis, when he should have been going on a road trip with his girlfriend. But she has broken up with him, and he’s not sure what to do – especially given the reason she broke up with him.

Clete is on a road trip with his abusive, on-again/off-again “boyfriend” Vern, when things take a very bad turn for the worse. Clete is states away from the town he grew up in, but as a kid who grew up in the foster system, he has no family or safety net anyway. When he’s left behind after Vern informs him things are changing, he has no idea what to do.

Meanwhile, Tal stops at the rest stop where Clete has been left and while he is afraid what his girlfriend thinks about him is true, he freaks out when he sees Clete and realizes he’s attracted to him. He tries to get away, but his car has other ideas.

While trying to figure his way out of his car trouble, Tal takes stock of his life and his behavior. He really is a good guy and tries to make amends with Clete. He realizes some things about himself and also about Clete. Maybe they do have more in common than he thought, and maybe he needs to take a chance.

Some parts of this story really broke my heart. Clete has not had anything go easy in his life, and Vern is a first class asshole. I didn’t want to see Clete suffer anymore and was happy when Tal figured out he didn’t need to be a jerk. There are also some nice surprises that made me smile. This is really a lovely short story. I’d actually like to read more about these two. If I have any complaint, it’s that I wish the story were longer.






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Dreamspinner Press, Julie Lynn Hayes, M.A. Church

Character Interview and Giveaway: Be My Human by Julie Lynn Hayes and M.A. Church

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A door opens and two men enter the room. One has inquisitive green eyes and calico hair, an unusual color on Earth, but common on his home planet of Trygos.

Taz: My, Reed, why have those two sent us out again? I do not understand.

Reed: Time for another book, that’s why. *looks at Julie and Michelle* Am I right?

Julie: Gosh, Michelle, guess we can’t pull the wool over these guys’ eyes, can we?

Taz: I don’t understand, why would you wish to do that? Then we could not see.

Michelle: *Groans. Gotta find a book that explains this stuff!* And here we go. Continue reading

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3.5 Stars, Amber Allure, Julie Lynn Hayes, Reviewed by Sammy

Julie Lynn Hayes Delivers An Entertaining Paranormal Romance In “When Will I See You Again” – Reviewed by Sammy


“We can draw lessons from the past, but we cannot live in it.” – Lyndon B. Johnson


Title: When Will I See You Again

Author: Julie Lynn Hayes

Publisher: Amber Quill Press (Amber Allure)

Pages/Word Count: 254 Pages

Rating: 3.5 Stars

Blurb: Raoul Marchand is the crown prince of Charisma, the infamous night club in Crescent Bay, renowned for its supernatural clientele.
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Dreamspinner Press, Julie Lynn Hayes

“Yes, He’s My Ex” – Yes, We’ve Got Julie Lynn Hayes With Us Today To Talk About Her Newest Release From Dreamspinner Press



Romance and comedy have gone hand in hand for many years. Although love has long been associated with drama and tragedy, it also has a lighter side, which has been explored by many authors throughout the course of literature, including Greek dramas.

You may think the ancient Greeks were all doom and gloom and dues ex machine appearing out of nowhere, along with the exposition-heavy Greek chorus, but that’s not true. One of my favorite Greek plays was written by Aristophanes, and it’s called Lysistrata. In this play, the Greek women are pissed off because the men are always fighting, always away, and they’re damn tired of it. So they, under the leadership of Lysistrata, devise a plan. In a nutshell, their men aren’t getting any nookie until they find some way to end the war. As a result, the men walk around in this play with… well, with big stiffies, because the women won’t help them out with them. Very hilarious play, and one I recommend.

Another great example of comedy and romance can be found in Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream. In this story, there are two female friends, A & B. Girl A is in love with Boy A, and Girl B with Boy B, but Boy B also loves Girl A and doesn’t pay attention to Girl B. A little meddling, although well-meant, only adds to the confusion, as both boys now lust after Girl B, and in the meantime, another guy gets turned into an ass, and a fairy queen falls in love with him. Of course, by the end of the play, everything is resolved, and all’s well that ends well. But this is certainly an early example of comic romance, ala a screwball comedy.

A little laughter in a romance can go a long way. After all, they say laughter is the best medicine. A couple who laughs together stays together, right?

I am proud to say I have a new release with Dreamspinner Press, a novella called Yes, He’s My Ex, which releases on April 2nd. This is something a little different for me. It’s a screwball comedy that’s rather quirky, and goes places you might not expect. It was a lot of fun to write, and I hope you enjoy it. Do you enjoy comedy and romance together? If so, what sort of situations do you find amusing?

Thanks for having me, here’s a peek at Yes He’s My Ex!

Blurb: Sometimes Sonny Scrignoli forgets he’s Tim Mansfield’s ex. He waltzes in and out of Tim’s apartment like he still lives there, driving Tim crazy. Is it really so hard to remember they’ve broken up? Then again, maybe Tim should quit having sex with him.

When Sonny disappears for two weeks, Tim can’t help but be concerned. A strange phone call and a mysterious cry for help leads Tim on a desperate search for his ex.

Sonny’s in big trouble, and it’s Tim to the rescue! He’s the only one who can save his ex from a fate worse than death. Bumbling gangsters, a thick-headed former boyfriend, and secretive FBI agents lead Tim and Sonny on a merry chase full of laughs and quirks.

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Excerpt:

Sonny’s real name is Mario, but he’s been called Sonny since he was a small bambino, as his mother puts it, so Sonny it is. Sonny stands almost six foot tall in his bare feet, which are surprisingly small for a man, almost dainty. He has chocolate brown hair that grows thick but not long, and generally looks tousled; blue eyes so dark that sometimes they look purple in the proper light, framed behind silver wire spectacles; a generous nose and wide sweet lips which have been known to give the most amazing head this side of anywhere. Put that with the body of an Adonis, and you have Sonny.

I had Sonny, but not anymore. He seems not to realize that, though. At least not most of the time. Hence the part where I see him more often than should be considered normal for someone who’s my ex. Which is where I began.

Sometimes I think he forgets that he has indeed attained that past participle ex-boyfriend status. Granted, it’s only been six months. His mother tells me he just needs time to adjust, please don’t be too hard on her boy. Yes, I still see her too. On a rather regular basis, in fact. Hard not to, when she’s my mother’s best friend. Lucky me. Lia’s a nice lady, I love her to death. But she has this deep-seated belief that Sonny and I are going to get back together again, a belief he seems to share. Along with my mother. And most of our friends.

No one seems to listen to me when I say snowballs rolling along the floor of Hell have a better chance of survival than our relationship. Least of all Sonny. I guess that’s why he keeps coming over here, because in some strange deranged naïve corner of his mind, there’s still an us, and he isn’t an ex. So he wanders over whenever he wants. Sometimes he calls, sometimes he doesn’t. Today he called.

Sometimes I just get tired of telling him no. Some days I don’t even get that far. Today, I didn’t want to waste my breath, so I just said, “Fine. As long as you promise to behave.”

By behave, I mean quit assuming we’re going to have sex. Even if sometimes we do. I know, I know, he’s my ex, right?

Sometimes I just don’t know where to draw that fine line, I think. No wonder the boy’s confused.

Meet the author: Julie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she’d never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another’s arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and two cats, loves books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. She enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, knitting and needlepoint and loves to cook. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all. Her published works can be found at Dreamspinner Press, Amber Quill Press, MuseitUp Publishing, Torquere Press, and eXtasy Books, and coming soon to Wayward Ink Publishing and Prizm Publishing. She has also begun to self-publish and is an editor at MuseitUp.

You can find her on her blog at http://julielynnhayes.blogspot.com, and you can contact her at tothemax.wolf@gmail.com

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A Sneak Peek At The Coming Week, A.J. Corza, Abigail Roux, Anyta Sunday, Chris Cox, Chris O'Guinn, Cover Reveal, GotYouCovrd, Jaime Reese, JC Wallace, JL Merrow, Joy Lynn Fielding, Julie Lynn Hayes, LE Franks, RainbowCon, RJ Scott, Therese Woodson

Here’s A Sneak Peek At The Coming Week



Greetings, everyone, we hope you’ve had a quiet and relaxing weekend. We’ve got another great week ahead, filled with author visits, interviews, giveaways, and reviews, so go ahead and take a gander at what’s on tap!

MondayAbigail Roux is our guest today on the Ball & Chain Blog Tour. She’s answered a few interview questions about herself, Ty, Zane, and the gang, so be sure to check it out

TuesdayJL Merrow arrives on the Relief Valve Blog Tour, and she’s bringing along a giveaway

Jaime Reese also pops in with a Cover Reveal of, and excerpt from, her upcoming release A Hunted Man, Book Two in The Men of Halfway House series

Wednesday – Author Chris O’Guinn’s arrival is imminent on his Hybrids: Arrival Blog Tour. We’ve got an Interview and Giveaway for his visit

Anyta Sunday is also our guest today on her Liam Davis and the Raven Blog Tour and Giveaway

And, A.J. Corza’s back with another great installment of Got You Covered

ThursdayJoy Lynn Fielding is our guest on her Shifting Sands Blog Tour, and we’ve got a great interview lined up for you

FridayChris Cox drops by on the When Sean Loves Rusty Blog Tour, and there’s a giveaway

Therese Woodson will also be our guest on the Clockwork Horizon Blog Tour, which includes a giveaway of an e-copy of the book

SaturdayLE Franks is our guest as we continue on with the RainbowCon Celebration fun

Julie Lynn Hayes will also be along with a guest post on her Yes, He’s My Ex Blog Tour

Sunday – Finally, last but certainly not least, JC Wallace stops by on the Curiosity Killed Shaney Blog Tour

The Novel Approach is also participating in author RJ Scott’s Autism Awareness Blog Hop today, and we’ll have a giveaway to go along with it

And that does it for a very full week of fun. Until next week, happy reading!

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Amber Allure, Julie Lynn Hayes

Moon Musings With Julie Lynn Hayes – And A Giveaway!



“O, swear not by the moon, the fickle moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circle orb…”
—William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“Cold-hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colors from our sight
Red is grey and yellow white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion?”
—Moody Blues, Nights in White Satin/Lament

The Moon is one of the most highly anthropomorphized heavenly bodies, in poetry, music, and film. The moon is both villain and hero, blamed for the madness of men on the one hand and praised for her encouragement of lovers on the other. The word lunatic derives the old French lunatique, lunage, or directly from Late Latin lunaticus “moon-struck”, from the Latin luna “moon.” And of course we all know there is a man in the moon, who lives off of the cheese the moon is made from!

In Greek mythology, Selene is the goddess of the moon. Her siblings are the sun-god Helios and Eos, goddess of the dawn. Her name most likely derives from selas, the Greek work for light. Her brother Helios is often identified with Apollo, and is referred to as Phoebus, while Selene, identified with Artemis, is also known as Phoebe.

The ancient Greeks used gods and goddesses to help explain the natural world around them, such as the rising and setting of the sun and moon. The moon must have been particularly mystifying with her seemingly constant changing—waxing and waning as each month progressed, completely disappearing during the time of the new moon, and then reappearing in all her glory during the full moon.
Even today, there are people who believe that the moon is an influence on their lives, besides the pull she exerts on the tides. One example is the monthly cycle of women, menses sharing a common root with the Greek words for moon and month. Some people believe that the moon affects their moods.
And then there are other creatures that are more directly affected: werewolves.

What is it about the full moon that causes this phenomemon?

An Australian study among emergency patients with violent, acute disturbances comparable to werewolves found that a quarter of those admitted to a small hospital north of Sydney occurred on the night of the full moon, double the number for other lunar phases. Some people were reported to rub themselves with a special ointment, to induce the transformation to becoming a werewolf, an ointment often containing belladonna and nightshade—well known for their hallucinogenic qualities. In modern times, these ointments have been replaced by alcohol and drugs.

Werewolves are not necessarily just the stuff of legends. There have been reported werewolf sightings in Wisconsin that go back to 1936. Cases of people who believe themselves to be werewolves have been reported in various scientific journals, including The Canadian Psychiatric Association Journal. In 16th century Germany, a farmer claiming to be a werewolf was dealt a very unpleasant death by frightened townspeople. As for literature, werewolf stories go back many years, including the epic Gilgamesh, written 4,000 years ago.

For a werewolf, the moon is a cruel mistress indeed, one he or she cannot evade. She must be obeyed on that night, for nothing short of death can stop the change. But what if there were a drug that could control the change, control the beast within? Would that make being a werewolf more palatable? More acceptable to society at large?

When Will I See You Again takes place in a time when the presence of werewolves and vampires among the general populace is known and accepted, largely because of drugs that control any baser, animal instincts. SL57 is the werewolf wonder drug, short for SomnioLupus, otherwise known as Wolf Trank. In the small seaside town of Crescent Bay, people come to the famous nightclub Charisma, mostly because of the charismatic man who is one of the best-supes in the area: Raoul Marchand. Raoul is a regular party animal, one who lives but to have a good time, and who cares for no one and nothing. But he hasn’t always been this way…


Blurb: Raoul Marchand is the crown prince of Charisma, the infamous night club in Crescent Bay, renowned for its supernatural clientele. He has the pick of any and all men, but he cares for none. He uses them and throws them away again, and has done so for some twenty years, in the aftermath of a tragedy that robbed him of what he loved most in the world.

Alexx Jameson is an idealistic young would-be reporter with the Crescent Bay Chronicle. Presented with an opportunity to write a story on the Marchands, he eagerly grasps the chance to be a real reporter. His friend, Chronicle receptionist Miller Fenwick, suggests they go to Charisma to do a little research. Alexx isn’t sure that’s such a great idea. After all, he’s still under age, being only twenty. No problem, Miller can fix that! Added bonus, there’s a full moon tonight.

When Alexx first encounters Raoul, it isn’t exactly in the way he dreamed of, and he’s sure he made a terrible first impression. But Fate throws them together under unforeseen circumstances, and the attraction between them can’t be denied. Can Raoul let go of the past long enough to find his future with Alexx, or is he doomed to repeat past mistakes?

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Alexx drew in his breath in dismay. This wasn’t going well. Even so, he could not stop staring at Raoul. His eyes met the other man’s. Raoul’s were very golden; he wasn’t aware such colors even existed in the spectrum of the human eye. But then again, he didn’t have any friends that were werewolves either. He wondered if this was a sign that perhaps this man was about to change, right here and now?

The thought was both exhilarating and frightening.

Alexx’s vision telescoped until he wasn’t aware of anything but this gorgeous man in front of him. Blood pounded in his ears and his mouth felt suddenly dry. Having lost all sense of the others in the room, he was surprised when he felt his chair yanked out from under him. Before he could fall, a hand grabbed the scruff of his neck, propelling him to his feet. He glanced at his companion; Miller was being subjected to the same surly treatment.

“You waste my time for this?” Raoul’s upper lip curled back in a snarl. Alexx found himself wildly attracted to him. “I have somewhere I need to be. Paolo, please show these gentlemen out.” Sarcastic much? He turned and reached for the door, but it opened before he touched it.

A shaggy blond with hazel eyes and a cheerful countenance stuck his head inside. “Hey Paolo—” He interrupted himself at the sight of the occupants of the room.

Alexx heard Miller’s sigh of relief, even as he too recognized the newcomer. He’d seen him around the Chronicle often enough, although he’d never really spoken to him. Foster Levine, son of the Chronicle’s owner—heir apparent and future newspaper magnate.

Alexx’s relief quickly changed to anxiety. What if Foster knew how old he really was? He couldn’t be sure one way or the other, but for the sake of argument, he had to assume he did. Would he out him to Raoul Marchand and his burly minion? Had they simply jumped from the frying pan to be scorched by the fire?

Author Bio:

Julie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she’d never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another’s arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and two cats, loves books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. She enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, knitting and needlepoint and loves to cook. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all. Her published works can be found at Amber Quill Press, Dreamspinner Press, MuseitUp Publishing, Torquere Press, and eXtasy Books. She has also begun to self-publish and is an editor at MuseitUp.

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A Sneak Peek At The Coming Week, A.J. Damian, CJane Elliott, Ethan Stone, Guest Contributor, J.P. Barnaby, John Goode, Julie Lynn Hayes, Kingett Reads, Leighton Rose, Nikka Michaels

Here’s A Sneak Peek At The Coming Week


Happy Sunday, Everyone, I hope it was a great week for all of you. And if not, well, it’s almost over, so there’s that.

Speaking of great weeks, we’ve got another one of those coming up at The Novel Approach—more reviews, more guests, and more giveaways are on tap, so read on to see what’s coming up, and then stay tuned for more chances to win some great prizes!


MondayEthan Stone is with us today. He’s answered a few questions for us and is also offering a giveaway of his book Damaged to one lucky reader.

TuesdayCJane Elliott is our guest as she tours to promote her coming-of-age novel Serpentine Walls.

Wednesday – Author A.J. Damien is here today to introduce herself and tell us a little bit about the erotic fiction she writes.

ThursdayJulie Lynn Hayes is here with a guest article and giveaway of her newest release, When Will I See You Again.

FridayJP Barnaby drops in on her In the Absence of Monsters Blog Tour to talk about love, and she’s also offering a giveaway.

John Goode is also back today with his bi-weekly article in his popular Writing Series.

SaturdayLeighton Rose joins us today on the Back to You Blog Tour, and she’s also offering an e-copy of the book to a lucky winner

SundayNikka Michaels drops in on the Waking Up Wolf Blog Tour, with a guest article and a giveaway.

And Robert Kingett will be back with another installment of Kingett Reads

And that’s it for this week. Until next time, happy reading!

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Julie Lynn Hayes, Museit Up Publishing

Jesus and Judas Rewrite History In “Revelations”



“As for me, to love you alone, to make you happy, to do nothing which would contradict your wishes, this is my destiny and the meaning of my life.” – Napoleon Bonaparte



There is an eighteen year gap in the biblical recounting of Jesus’ life, a period between the ages of twelve and thirty that are missing, years that have caused laymen and authors, theologians and scholars to debate and posit any number of theories to create the image of Jesus that exists to this day. Not Jesus, the Messiah, but Jesus, the man. Were Jesus and Mary Magdalene actually married? Did they have a child together? There has been scant evidence found to support the theory, and though text has been discovered in which Jesus referred to “my wife”, no concrete facts have surfaced to prove that he was ever anything less than celibate.
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Julie Lynn Hayes, The Joyful Approach

Julie Lynn Hayes Makes “Revelations” – And Yes, There’s A Giveaway!




The Making of Revelations: How it came to be

The idea was born many years ago. Over forty, actually. When I was a teenager. Back then, it didn’t have a name, and it had no real shape. But I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to tell the story of Judas Iscariot. The trouble was I didn’t know how.

What drew me to Judas, is probably what you’re asking yourself, and that’s a valid question. Ask anyone else who Judas is and you’ll get answers that are probably all variations on a theme of betrayal. I’m not sure exactly when I began to question that, but I do know that when I saw Jesus Christ Superstar performed live back in 1971 (or thereabouts), I had an epiphany regarding him. I saw him, not as the bad guy as often portrayed, but someone who not only believed in Jesus but was willing to do what he needed him to do. For without Judas’ “betrayal” of Jesus, the story would not have worked out the way it did. It needed to happen that way. And if you read the Gospel of Judas, he was the only apostle who trusted Jesus enough to do that for him. Gives one food for thought, doesn’t it?
Very interesting, but where’s the story, I wondered. Was I going to take an historical perspective, research the man and his life? Easier said than done, especially back then. We had no Internet. We didn’t even have computers. Research was all done through books. Libraries had card catalogs, a far cry from today when you can log onto your library website and browse their selection, then request what you want. So I looked and I found bupkus (nothing). I had the Bible, of course, but it tends to be limited on information, as well as a bit biased.

So nothing was written, and I let it go, as my thoughts formulated in the back of my head. In the meantime, I was reading, watching… and learning. King of Kings was my first Biblical movie, and I loved it. Jeffrey Hunter’s portrayal of Jesus is very moving, and I was very enamored of the film. Jesus Christ Superstar – I think I know all the words, I’ve listened so many times. I liked the stage version, but the first film not so much.

Besides watching these things and others, I read. Christopher Moore’s Lamb, The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal. What a fabulous book! I loved it! So much I bought the special edition. And I read The Gospel of Judas! Forty years ago I’d never heard of such a thing. Of course I read The Da Vinci Code, and watched the movie. And everything began to percolate inside my head…

Then one day it happened. Judas spoke to me, for the first time. And I simply began to write it down, not knowing what he might say, or where his story might lead. It turned out to be quite the story and took me on quite the journey, and led to places that I didn’t expect it to. If he’d have spoken forty years ago, I would not have been ready to receive his message. But my life up until the moment that I first heard him speak prepared me. And the result is Revelations.

The original title was Kyrie Eleison, a tribute to the Mister Mr. song, Kyrie. Kyrie eleison means Christ, have mercy on us. But then fellow author Marie Sexton, who was reading Kyrie for me at the time, suggested a simpler title. A better title. Revelations. So Revelations it became.
I know there are people who will not like Revelations, and by extension, me. People who will not see the message it carries, only that it does not follow what they believe. But ultimately, no matter what you believe, Revelations is a story of love. Love is the message, and love is something that binds us all together.

Revelations is love.

Thank you for having me here, enjoy your day!

About The Author:

Julie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she’d never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another’s arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and two cats, loves books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. She enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, knitting and needlepoint and loves to cook. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all. Her other published works can be found at Dreamspinner Press, MuseitUp Publishing and coming soon to Torquere Press. She has also begun to self-publish and is an editor at MuseitUp.

You can find her on her blog at http://julielynnhayes.blogspot.com, and you can contact her at tothemax.wolf@gmail.com.

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Blurb:

Judas has never been very popular, not in any incarnation that he and Jesus and the others have lived through. But he doesn’t care about that. All he cares about is following the instructions of God as set forth in the script that they follow. And Jesus. For Judas has secretly loved the son of God for over two thousand years.

But now he decides that enough is enough, and he’s tired of watching Jesus die far too early, and for what? This time Judas is determined to see that Jesus lives a long and happy life, no matter what price he has to pay to accomplish it…no matter if he has to make a deal with the devil himself.

Revelations is a story of what could be, told by those who play it out, time after time after time, unbeknownst to the rest of mankind. They’ve come back again, for yet another round. But this time is going to be different.

Excerpt:

Prologue: God

It’s not always easy to sit on the sidelines and watch what is happening, to resist the urge to intervene in his best interest. My son’s that is. Jesus. But I do so, because I know it’s for his own good. As well as for the good of mankind. I can’t let my concerns as his father override my vested interest in the fate of man. But sometimes that is easier said than done.

This morning I am not alone. Someone else is with me, someone with his own agenda, although we are not as diametrically opposed as some would imagine us to be. Good and evil aren’t the simplistic concepts some would portray them as being—there are more grey areas there than you might think. And rightly so.

He smirks. Too much for my taste, I have to admit, but sometimes he does have his moments, and he too has a part to play in what is happening in the world of men. Someone needs to fill the role of the villain, after all.

The stage is being set for the third act, the scripts have been handed round, and the actors are taking their places. Will this time end any differently than the others? That depends on my son, on Jesus. I’m thinking this will be the time when he’ll make the change.

“He’ll change nothing,” Lucifer interjects, although I’ve asked him nothing, certainly not inquired as to his opinion.

I glance at him. He’s dressed to within an inch of his life, and wears the most ridiculous sunglasses I’ve ever seen. I decide not to comment on his fashion sense. “I think he might, this time. I think he’s ready for change.”

Lucifer snorts. “It’s been two thousand years, and neither one has exactly caught on yet. Why should this time be any different?”

“Care to put your money where your mouth is?”

He eyes me carefully. “I would, but you see you have this whole mystic omnipotent God thing going on. Personally, I don’t care for those odds.”

I arch an eyebrow. “I may be omnipotent, but Jesus does have free will and he does possess the ability to make his own decisions. You think I’d stack the deck in my son’s favor? Just to win a bet with you?”

“Let’s say I’m taking no chances.” He smiles. “Tell you what, though—give me free rein. Let me do what I want, and you not say anything or do anything to interfere with me? As far as they’re concerned, that is.”

I open my mouth to object, he hastily interjects. “No killing, I swear to it.”

That’s better. I still have some measure of control over the serpent.

“So be it.” I agree, turning my attention back to where it had been, to my son. I’m smirking now. Openly.

O ye of little faith, watch and learn.

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