Sarah Masters

Guest Post and Giveaway: The Outcast Cowboys Tour with Sarah Masters


We’re so pleased to welcome first time visitor Sarah Masters to The Novel Approach today, as she tours to chat about her new novel from Pride Publishing, Outcast Cowboys. Enjoy Sarah’s guest post, then be sure to check out Pride’s contest for the month of August by clicking on the image below.

And now, here’s Sarah!


I’m Hiding Who I Am Too

Joe, in Outcast Cowboys, is a surly man. He’s been through a lot. He’s been accused of a few things he hasn’t done—bad things—but lets everyone think what they like. He’s done with trying to make people like him for who he really is. And besides, who would believe he was soft at heart underneath it all anyway when his brothers act as though Joe is the devil himself?

In the following scene, Joe starts to thaw.

Ross had joined the workforce at the ranch in Texas with the belief he could finally be his true self. After finding that couldn’t be the case, he once again adopts a persona. He’s used to doing that—he was an undercover cop in London, UK. So he slips into yet another role, one that has Joe shirking off his gruff exterior and giving Ross a glimpse of the real man beneath. I loved watching Joe unfurl, blooming as the book progressed, and showing Ross that he wasn’t the asshat everyone perceived him to be. Here was Joe, a man forced to play a role, and here was Ross, forced to do the same. Somehow, they recognized that in each other, and defenses slowly started coming down. I eagerly looked forward to the point in the book where they could just be who they were—with each other—and know that no matter what, they’d be accepted.

These men, and the writing of this book, touched me profoundly. I grew to love them, to think of them as real people, and although I gave them many complex layers, what I wanted to show was that underneath whatever personality we present to people, there is a soul crying out to be loved and cared for. And the bottom line is, that’s all we really want in this mad game of life, isn’t it? We all just want to be loved.


Excerpt from Outcast Cowboys: 

Tessa wasn’t alone in the kitchen. Joe was with her, his hand on the table, blood pooling in the palm. It reminded Ross of the time Musket had fought off a blade-wielding maniac when one of their drug meets had gone wrong. He and Musket had escaped, coming out on top. The blade owner had ended up a victim of his own steel, courtesy of Musket, and their reputations had been stronger for it. Ross’ stomach hadn’t been stronger, though. He’d had to sew the wound up.

“Shit, what happened to you?” Ross strode across the kitchen.

“Fucking chisel slipped,” Joe snarled. “What’s it to you?”

“I can fix it, that’s what.” Ross planted his hands on the table and leaned on them, inspecting how Tessa was trying valiantly to soak up the blood with balls of cotton wool.

“Fix it? What, are you a goddamn doctor now?” Joe scowled, his eyebrows darting down over his eyes, rendering them slits.

“Nope, but I’ve seen and done things you wouldn’t believe, and sewing someone’s palm back together is one of them.” He looked to Tessa. “Got a curved needle? The sort used for close work?”

“Yes.” She wedged a load of cotton wool into Joe’s palm. “Hold that down.” She walked to a sideboard with several drawers. Opening one, she produced a wicker box. “In here.” She plonked it on the table then rooted inside.

“I’ll need it sterilized,” Ross said.

“Just hang on a goddamn minute here,” Joe said. “I haven’t agreed to this shit yet.”

“Yet.” Ross backstepped to the sink to wash his hands. “But you will.” It was almost a relief to slip into this part, to be similar to Wes Drake again, the strongest of his previous aliases. “Give it a week or two and the stitches can come out.”

“A week or two?” Joe moved to get up.

Ross went to the table and pushed him back down. “I wouldn’t bother. If you’ve lost a lot of blood, you might faint. You may not enjoy us seeing you like that. Big bloke like you, you’re bound to be stuffed full of arrogant pride.”

Where the fuck those words had come from Ross didn’t know, but he’d said them now and they didn’t appear to have done any harm. Tess was pouring disinfectant into a saucer, and Joe, although still scowling, didn’t seem to have anything to say.

“Yep, a week or two.” Ross grimaced at the state of the wound. “Worried about having to take time off work?”

“Damn right I am. We’ll fall behind.”

“Must be something else you can do.” Ross shrugged. “Not the hand you use most, is it?”

“Nope, but—”

“Then once it’s bandaged you can groom horses, yeah?”

“Yes, but—”

“So then you don’t lose any wages.”

Joe snapped his mouth closed, his face darkening as if he wanted to blast Ross with a stream of expletives but had changed his mind. “Who gave you a personality transplant?” he muttered.

“No one. Wasn’t myself yesterday.”

“Sure as shit you weren’t.” Joe cracked what could be passed off as a smile. “And there was me thinking you had no balls.”

“I’ve got balls, I just choose when to use them, that’s all.”


Outcast CowboysBlurb for Outcast Cowboys:

You can run but you can’t hide. Problems have a habit of following you, even if it’s only inside your head.

Ross decides to start a new life away from the grim belly of London, England, unable to stomach being a cop any longer. He tells himself he’s moving miles away to find himself a bed partner, but he’s lying. He has to. Facing up to the real reason he’s leaving isn’t something he can handle. His last undercover job proved too much—his life was at risk—and if he stays in London he’ll likely end up dead. Nightmares plague him, his subconscious unable to switch the past off. So he moves to a ranch in America, thinking the new surroundings and different lifestyle will help him to heal—and to forget. What he soon realizes is he’s jumping from the frying pan into the fire…

Joe’s passion—that of caring for the horses—is the only thing that keeps him sane. He’s a surly man, and for good reason—a reason he hasn’t told a soul. Folks think he’s mean and unapproachable and suspect him of committing murder. More than once. Locals assume that Joe got let off the hook. Nothing could be further from the truth, but Joe lets people think what they will. He’s done with their speculation and sly looks.

When Ross and Joe meet, tension is rife. The air between them prickles with animosity as well as sexual tension. Both have a past they can’t get over. Both have skeletons in their closets they wish would turn to dust. And both have to make a decision. Can they cast their fears aside and trust each other, or have the terrors they’ve experienced ruined them for love?

Reader Advisory: This book contains a scene of remembered non-consensual sex in a character’s past.

General Release Date: 18th August 2015

Like the sound of Outcast Cowboys? Buy it here.


Author BioAbout Sarah Masters: Sarah Masters is a multi-published author in three pen names writing several genres. She lives with her husband, youngest daughter, and a cat in England. She writes at weekends and is a cover artist/head of art in her day job. In another life she was an editor. Her other pen names are Natalie Dae and Geraldine O’Hara.

Sarah also co-authors with Jaime Samms, and as Natalie Dae she co-authors with Lily Harlem under the name Harlem Dae.







A Sneak Peek At The Coming Week

Here’s a Sneak Peek at the Coming Week

Sneak Peek

Hi, everyone, welcome back for a look at what we have coming up in this busy week ahead! This may well be the most guests we’ve ever welcomed in a week’s time, and I can’t wait to share it all with you: the guest posts, the giveaways, and, of course, the reviews.

Here’s what’s on tap!


MondaySara Alva kicks off our week with a Countdown to GayRomLit guest post to chat about her new audiobook release of Pura Vida

RJ Scott and Meredith Russell will also join us on their Forever in the Sun blog tour, book six in the Sapphire Cay series

And, as if that lineup wasn’t fantastic enough, we’ll also welcome Cardeno C. on the Strange Bedfellows audiobook tour

Tuesday – Today we welcome another trio of authors, starting off with Kate McMurray on The Long Slide Home blog tour, book three in the Rainbow League series

We’ll also welcome author Ravella Hawthorne on The King’s Command blog tour

And finally, Brita Addams will join us today to chat about the Newbie Blues

Wednesday – We’ll have our second GayRomLit attending author, Christina Pilz, joining us today to help celebrate the countdown and chat about how she fell in love with Oliver Twist

Also dropping by for a visit is Charlie Cochet on her Beware of Geeks Bearing Gifts tour

ThursdayRebecca Cohen will join us today on her Overly Dramatic blog tour

Rhys Ford will also be here today to chat about her contribution in the Charmed and Dangerous anthology

FridayCharley Descoteaux pops in today on her Buchanan House blog tour

We’ll also welcome author Sarah Masters today to chat about her new book Outcast Cowboys

Saturday – Finally, closing things out for us today is author Alicia Cameron, with an excerpt and giveaway of her new book Sedition


And that does it for the week ahead. Until next time, happy reading!

Giveaways, Self-Published

Blog Tour: The Brit Boys Are Here Today With A Giveaway


The Novel Approach is pleased to welcome the Brit Boys: On Boys tour today.

The question was posed to the participating authors in the collection:

A lot of British authors set their books in the US, are your books normally set in the UK and does it make a difference to your style of writing?

You’ll find their answers below, as well as an excerpt, the blurbs for each book, and here’s a Rafflecopter link to enter for the chance to win a $10 Gift Card for All Romance eBooks.

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And now, I give you the authors of Brit Boys: On Boys. Enjoy!


M.K. Elliott:
Actually, I do set a lot of stories in the US, but not always. I’ve travelled a lot and so set my stories all over the world. I do change my style depending on the setting and the nationality of the characters. Plus, the language, and obviously the spelling changes too. But I have editors who work with me to make sure I don’t make a mess of it!

Lucy Felthouse:
The vast majority of my stories are based in the UK, purely because it’s the place I know best. Some of my much shorter works could, in theory, be based anywhere. But because I live in the UK and I’m British, I know I can write a more realistic story with realistic characters by using the Brit angle. I have written stories based elsewhere, including Paris, Rome, New York and California, to name but a few. The latter two in particular took a lot of research as I’ve never been to those places, and some of the characters involved were American. We may technically speak the same language, but there are so many nuances between British and American English that you just don’t realise until you’re trying to write it down!

I don’t think it changes my writing style, as such, but let’s just say if I’m writing places I don’t know and characters that aren’t British, it’s much harder work to get it right!

Clare London:
I used to write in a generic-US world because I thought that was what readers wanted, but now I’ve settled far more happily into UK settings. As a writer, it’s a joy to return to trousers instead of pants, and pavements instead of sidewalks. And I’m sure readers enjoy it, too!

KD Grace:
I write books set both sides of the pond. It very much makes a difference in the style of writing. I think I write much more understated, tongue in cheek when I write stories set in the UK and much more deliberately over the top and in-your-face when I write stories set in the US. I wasn’t born in the UK, so the voices of my characters are often voices of transplants.

Ashe Barker:
I almost always set my books in the UK, usually in the north of England. I like to write about places I know and love, and hopefully do them justice.

Sarah Masters:
I usually always write my m/m based in London. I have written a couple set elsewhere, but prefer London. My family come from there so maybe that’s why I choose that location.

Lily Harlem:
I’m about 50/50 US and UK. When I write a book set in the US with US characters I rely on my US editor to pick me up if I make too many Britishisms or my character starts saying ‘whoops a daisy’! I’ve been to the US quite a few times and I tend to pick places I’ve been for my US stories, that makes it easier when trying to describe the ambience and the scenery.

Josephine Myles:
I only set my books in the UK, because setting is really important to me and I want my stories to feel authentic in that respect. I could probably set a short in a foreign country that I’d visited, but I’d be wary of setting a whole novel anywhere I didn’t know intimately. As to whether it affects my writing… I suppose it does. My stories are exceedingly British, and that’s something readers seem to either love or hate. I suspect I might be a Marmite writer, which is only fitting as Marmite is so quintessentially British. For the record, I love Marmite, especially in truffles.


EXCERPT (from Bodywork by Ashe Barker):
Graham’s bedroom is unfussy, but with just enough in the way of creature comforts to escape being utilitarian. A solid teak bed—very sturdy, with a matching double wardrobe and drawers. He has a huge television screen mounted on the wall facing the bed, and a door leads to the en suite bathroom. That’s all the detail I manage to take in before we come together in a frenzy of kissing and shedding of clothes. We roll across the bed, kicking off shoes, unfastening shirts. I tug my work T-shirt over my head at the same time as Graham unzips my jeans. He reaches for my cock, now fully erect, and squeezes it in his fist.

“Oh, God. Oh, fucking hell.” I let out the low moan as he draws his hand along the length of my dick, slow at first, then pumping faster. I manage to wriggle out of my jeans and shorts without causing him to break contact, and somehow toe off my socks as well.

Now I’m naked, but Graham is still wearing his trousers. Not good. Nowhere near good enough. I grab the waistband and pop the button.

Graham chuckles. “Wait, not so fast.”

“Yes, so fast.” I don’t want to seem over eager, but shit…!


“In my jeans.” I’m not given to bouts of religious fervour but I offer up thanks to any deity who might be listening that I am blessed with an innate sense of responsibility and self-preservation, which means I am never unprepared. Well, not entirely. I hope Graham can lay his hands on some lubricant, although I’m not against a little improvisation. I roll to the edge of the bed and rummage among my discarded clothes to retrieve three foil packets. Should be enough. I hope. For now.

“Give.” Graham holds out his free hand.

I’m grateful that he hasn’t seen fit to release his grip on my cock. I drop the condoms into his palm and return to my task of relieving him of his pants.

Graham glances at the condoms. His grin is lust-filled. I suspect my optimism is not misplaced. He tosses the sachets onto the pillow.

Moments later we are both naked. His tackle is in my hand, swelling, solid, seriously impressive. I clench my arse in anticipation. This is going to be one hell of a tight fit, but I like it like that. I cup his balls with my other hand. They feel heavy and I squeeze. He twitches in my hands, and groans.
“Christ, Alex. Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.”

The thought never entered my head. Graham’s fist is still stroking up and down my dick but the pace has become more leisurely now as my work on his cock grabs his undivided attention. I don’t mind that, don’t care. There’s time, and I want to please him, to give him as much pleasure as I’m able.

I shift into a kneeling position beside him and lean over to lick the head of his cock. The slit is already opening to leak droplets of clear, slick pre-cum. It tastes salty, the tang familiar yet unique, a flavour that is just Graham. I open my lips to take in the head and as much of his length as I can manage. I start by using the pocket of my inner cheek, but I’m soon shifting position again, now kneeling between his legs to draw the whole of his dick into my mouth and throat.

Graham’s fingers are in my hair, holding my head, but he doesn’t try to force the pace. It wouldn’t bother me if he did, I don’t mind things getting a bit rough. Even so, I appreciate his restraint, his good manners.

I suck on his cock, using my hands to massage his balls. Graham is writhing under me, his low moans and breathy, guttural curses telling me in no uncertain terms that I’m on the right track. I speed up, ramp up the pressure. I press harder, squeeze a little more, digging my fingers into the rough skin of his scrotum. I scrape my teeth along the wide, swollen head, then swipe my tongue over the smooth curves. The trickle of pre-cum builds, delicious, both sweet and tart at the same time. My saliva mingles with it as I bob my head up and down to take as much of him as I possibly can.

“Alex, I’m close…”

I ignore the warning, tightening my grip on his nuts as his orgasm builds and boils within him. He stiffens in my hands, poised in those final few moments. I continue to work him hard and fast. With a muffled obscenity his cock leaps in my mouth and the hot flood of semen hits the back of my throat. I was expecting it, but still I have to work to swallow, to keep my airway clear. The jizz continues to flow, his balls pumping the warm fluid into my mouth as fast as I can swallow it.
I don’t lose a drop. Not one. When Graham finally stops coming I remain in place to clean every last smear from his dick before raising my head. I lick my lips as I admire his expression of contentment, He’s an attractive man—I’d thought that the moment I’d set eyes on him. In this moment, relaxed, sated, he is utterly beautiful.

I flop back down alongside him. He turns to me and cups my cheek.

“Thank you. It’s been a while…”

“Yeah?” I find that something of a surprise but make no further comment as Graham props himself up on one elbow to lean over me.

His kiss is more gentle now, less demanding. Exploring, tasting, sharing the exquisite flavour of his release, the residue still lingering in my mouth.

“God, that’s so sexy. So fucking hot.” He murmurs the words against my neck and reaches for my dick again. His caress is still firm, just the way I like it.

I can get off like this, but I really prefer…

“Fuck me.” I can hear the growl in my voice—being randy as a tomcat will do that for me every time.

“Sure. Love to.”


From east to west and north to south, these British boys are having a blast in and out of the bedroom with the men of their dreams. They’re topping and bottoming from London to Cardiff, living out fantasies in the wildest fells and hooking up while serving HRH Queen Elizabeth II.

With passion and lust the name of the game, nothing is off limits. Throw in honed muscles, high-strength testosterone and an accent to die for and there is nothing they can’t do and no one they can’t get in this world or another.

Don’t miss Brit Boys: On Boys—a smokin’ hot box set, containing 147,000 words/440 pages of unforgettable M/M erotic romance from eight popular British authors.

Bodywork By Ashe Barker:
Alex is doing okay. His body repair shop makes enough to live on, he has a decent apartment, life is fine. That all changes when he runs into Graham in a supermarket car park – literally. He offers to fix the damage to Graham’s car free of charge. The sparks soon fly, and the heat between them has nothing to do with welding equipment.

Breaking the Marine By M.K. Elliott:
Brandon Rosen hadn’t planned for his final night before enrolling in the Royal Marines to involve a hot stranger and a pub car park. And he certainly hadn’t planned for that same hot stranger to turn up at the barracks in the form of his Drill Instructor, Corporal Will Stewart. In the testosterone fuelled environment of the training camp, can Brandon and Will overcome past pains and face up to what they really want? Or will the Royal Marine Commando School break their relationship before it even gets started?

Love on Location By Lucy Felthouse:
When Theo Samuels heads off to film on location in the village of Stoneydale, he’s expecting drama to take place on camera, not off. But when he meets gorgeous local lad, Eddie Henderson, he struggles to ignore his attraction. A relationship between the two of them would be utterly impractical, yet they’re drawn together nonetheless. Can they overcome the seemingly endless hurdles between them? Or is their fling destined to remain as just that?

Landscapes By K D Grace:
Alonso Darlington has a disturbing method of keeping landscaper, Reese Chambers, both safe from and oblivious to his dangerous lust for the man. But Reese isn’t easy to keep secrets from, and Alonso wants way more than to admire the man from afar. Can he risk a real relationship without risking Reese’s life?

The Chase By Lily Harlem:
Steve’s killing time working in a comedy club. Why not? It makes him laugh and both the clientele and the comedians are not just fit but also great company. One stand up joker decides to create a wild goose chase for Steve and his ex Robert. Cavorting around Cardiff on a frosty night, however, does more than just show them the way to a threesome, it also reveals the reasons why they should give each other one more shot.

Dish of the Day By Clare London:
Richie’s sunk all his hopes and savings into a new restaurant in south London promoting British ingredients and recipes. His best friends Craig and Ben should be around to help him celebrate the grand opening, but it looks like it’s all heading for disaster – until his friends step in to tell him some home truths. Then they’ll help him relax and enjoy their loving, intimate menu instead.

E2 By Sarah Masters:
When Archie meets Dan after The Change, he realises there is no such thing as a random meeting of soul mates, it’s all mapped out in the stars. Now all he’s got to do is hope those orbiting planets stay in alignment and true love finds him again.

Locked Out By Josephine Myles:
Getting accidentally locked out of his hotel room on Valentine’s Day night is embarrassing enough for teacher Martin Cooper, but the fact he’s stark naked makes it even worse. It doesn’t help that the one person he runs into is Rod, the gorgeous man he’d been checking out earlier in the hotel pool. But when Rod offers Martin a refuge, the night heats up. Now if only Martin could get the hang of this seduction business…

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