What’s Going On?

Okay, so it’s been quite a while since I’ve been around.

Life, man. I tell you.

The EDJ is living up to it’s name. I’ve mentioned before we’ve got a new system, and it’s still a hot mess, but we’re working through it. Essentially, what that means is a ton of over time. I mean, a ton. Up until this last week, I was working extra every day and going in on both Saturday and Sunday. As a result, I’ve been pretty absent in the whole social media world, as well as haven’t been writing much. Fortunately for me, my cowriter, Nell Iris, has been wonderfully understanding about the whole thing.

Our collab is moving along, and we both love it to pieces. But there were about three weeks where I didn’t write a word, and it was my turn. The problem was, my brain was mush, and by the time I got home at night, all I wanted to do was chill and decompress. But we’re back on track, and we have four chapters left to write. We can’t wait to bring this book, and this series, to you!

And after much hemming and hawing, back and forth and mind changing, I have finally broken ground on my next story. I cannot tell you the trouble I had getting started. I must have changed my mind seven dozen times. I was certain about one thing, and then decide it wasn’t right. Rinse and repeat. Over and over again. It’s been weeks. But then, I finally decided to just write what I love. I was in my head about a lot of things, but ultimately, it comes down to just doing it and writing what feels right. So I cranked out 3k words on that this morning, and I feel really good about them.

What else can you expect in the future?

First and foremost, Avery’s story, Somebody to Die For, will be out in September. Right now that’s the only thing that has a definitive release date. More specific details when I have them. But look for that then.

And while we’re talking about Requiem Inc. I haven’t ruled out Tyler’s story. I even started it writing it. It’s been shuffled down the docket for a host of reasons, but it’s still hovering there. Life, and other things, often change plans, though. But if you want to read his story, let me know!

Some people have wondered if Beholden will have a sequel. The answer is yes. In fact, the way I see it, it’ll be a trilogy. Though, to be honest, that may change depending on how things go with the next book. And speaking of the next book…Soul Sliver went through a reorganization, and I had to scrap what I’d originally written. It’s on the docket though, and I’ll get it done as fast as I can.

And of course, as both Nell and I have mentioned, we’re writing a series together. Which, at the moment, looks like it’ll be four books and a shorter coda to finish it all up.

And we maybe have plans for after that’s done too… 😉

So that’s where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing. I’m definitely still here and working, and hopefully it won’t be too long before another release is coming your way.

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Release Day!

Again!

I know, I know. I just had a book release, but these things sometimes happen. Out today, Lost Souls Found! Book 2 in the Requiem Inc series.

Dying is all in a day’s work. Love is more dangerous.

Ghostwalker Sam Jones has been half in love with Michael King since he started working at Requiem Inc. But Michael is his boss and a Guardian, to boot. Sam thinks they could make it work anyway, but Michael uses his position and his age to keep Sam at arm’s length.

When Sam continues to volunteer for the most dangerous cases, Michael has to intervene. He tells himself he’s just doing his job, but he’s always seen Sam as more than another operative, and he can’t bear the thought of not taking his chance. The connection between them has been strong from the beginning, and Michael’s telepathy adds unexpected depth and an edge to their new romance, but working together while they try to build their relationship might be the hardest part of their job if they don’t make some sacrifices.

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Release Day!

I’m having to work a crap ton of overtime, but that doesn’t stop the excitement of release day!

Beholden is out now!

Julian Thomas made the unpopular decision to become Beholden and focus his magic only on scrying. Because of it, he’s the best at his job and the top scryer for the Department of Extranormal and Magical Affairs. Which why Investigations Agent Wes Caldwell goes right to Julian for help locating a missing person.

When Wes needs to use his magic to boost Julian’s, they find a magical resonance between them that quickly leads to more. Julian doesn’t want to move too fast, but Wes knows Julian is it for him. He’s fine with waiting, as long as Julian stays close as they work through it.

But then Julian falls ill, and it’s clear there’s a magical reason. Wes will stop at nothing to find out what’s plaguing Julian, and when they realize just how deep the plot goes, they have more questions than answers. Magic is increasing in the world, and no one can figure out why. Julian and Wes have found love, but will it be enough to get them through what’s to come?

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Okay so it’s been awhile! And part of that is due to the crazy insane past couple of weeks I’ve had. So! I’m here to give you the low down on what’s been happening with me.

So first things first: the day job has gone nuts. I won’t go into all the details, but there’s a new system that doesn’t work right and it’s been a hot mess from the beginning. The upside to that is I’m getting paid overtime, but the downside is that I have to actually work the overtime and that leaves my poor brain a mush pile. It’s why there was no Flash Fic last week and why there won’t be one this week either. I’m hoping I’ll be back on track next week and speaking of…

Usually, my flash fics feature the MCs from my new releases, but see, here’s the thing. Both my releases this upcoming week–Beholden is out on Saturday the 14th and Lost Souls Found is out Tuesday the 17th–are part of a series. Separate series, but still. So Flash Fics don’t really work with them, especially Beholden. But Asher and Kyle aren’t quite done yet, I’m thinking they have two more episodes in them, so hopefully next Friday (the 20th) I’ll bring you the next installment.

So of course, there are releases! Beholden is out in just three days, and you can get it early here at JMS if you’d like. Come Saturday, it’ll be in the usual places and I’ll post links then. And then on Tuesday the 17th Lost Souls Found is out, and that one you can get here at DSP. Again, more links when they are live.  I’m super excited about both of these, and there’s at least one more book in both series, and probably 2, but I don’t want to say too much at this point. But yeah, these books have been a labor of love, and I’m hoping you’ll get a chance to pick them up.

On the writing front there’s other news! Nell and I have been making huge progress on the first book in our first series (oh there are plans!) though it’s temporarily stalled because of my evil day job. The next chapter is mine to write, and I’m really really hoping I’ll get it done this weekend. (If I don’t have to work extra hours that is). The boys are calling to me, especially because of what happens in the next chapter, and boy do I want to let them have their fun.

On the solo front, I’m getting started on a story for a sub call that I’m super excited about that has a deadline. So I’m hoping to make progress on that soon as well. It’s the first one on my rough schedule to write over the rest of the year and if all goes according to plan, it’ll be out at the beginning of next year

I’ve been letting myself get overwhelmed by stuff lately, and I think it’s just the nature of what all has been going on, so I’m focusing on one thing at time. Or two, as the case may be. Two releases, two WIPs. But I’m trying, at the moment, not to think too far ahead. It’s working for now, and I expect it to yield some great words!

So that’s what’s going on with me at the moment. Thanks for sticking with me. And keep your eyes peeled in the coming days for lots of fun guest posts!

Flash Fic Friday

**And we’re back with episode 6 of Kyle and Asher’s tale. (Click here if you need to catch up) And as an added bonus, it also has a cameo from Alan…who’s finding his own relationship with Jon over at Nell’s house. I adore Alan so much, I asked if I could borrow him. And Nell decided to use Kyle as well. So here’s the other side of the conversation, and what happens next. Enjoy!**

I heard Kyle’s voice before I saw him, and just that much made me smile. The past few weeks had been amazing, and I looked forward to coming home more than I ever had. Because I was coming home to Kyle.

I just finished my shower when Kyle’s voice drifted up through the cracked open window. I stopped mid-towel.

“Okay. Stop being an idiot.” He paused for a second, and then “What’s going on that you need to be reminded of this?”

I chuckled. That answered whether he was talking to himself or not. Clearly he was on the phone. I dropped the towel in the hamper and pushed up the sash a bit more. Kyle paced back and forth on our patio, and he’d already lit the fire. Now that I’d cleaned the worst of the day off me, I was anxious to get down there and enjoy the evening with him.

I dressed at top speed, occasionally catching snippets of Kyle’s conversation that out of context meant absolutely nothing. But just as I was pulling on my sneakers, I heard something that made me freeze.

“Alan, babe, you really are an idiot.”

Babe? He was calling someone else babe? No. There was no way in hell he was dating someone else. I wouldn’t believe that. Kyle was not that guy, and even though we hadn’t talked in explicit words about what we wanted, it seemed clear to me we were on the same page. Or at least, I thought we were. I wasn’t worried, exactly, but I did jog down the stairs at a greater than normal speed. I needed to talk to him.

“You got that right. Go. Call me later and let me know what happened. Love you.”

Kyle blew out a breath as he thumbed off his phone and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Who do you love?” I hadn’t meant to say that, but now that it was out, it seemed as good a place as any for the conversation to start.

“What?” Kyle gave me his confused face, the one where the line between his brows squinched tight.

“Who were you calling babe and telling you love them?” When Kyle clearly still didn’t get it, I gestured to the phone in his hand. “Who were you talking to? You voice carried through the window.”

“Oh!” Kyle’s face lit up and then he shook his phone at me. “Alan. The fool. I love him, but holy crap. Poor man is high strung sometimes. Totally adorable, but high strung.”

I wracked my brains trying to put face or story to the name, but I was coming up empty. “Alan?”

Kyle nodded and cross the space between us. He shoved his phone in his pocket and wrapped his arms around my neck. “Alan. My best friend.” He inhaled, and added, “Damn you smell good.”

This close, my body reacted to his. I grabbed his waist and pulled him in tight so I could feel him everywhere. Then I bent my head and kissed him thoroughly and completely. I knew he wouldn’t cheat, and I hadn’t even considered the best friend as a possibility. I’d met Alan once a few months ago. Kyle’s assessment of him was pretty spot on.

Kyle eventually shoved me back, needing to breath, and he gave me a wicked grin. “Why Asher. You weren’t jealous were you?”

I shook my head, and then grinned. “For like, two seconds. Before I realized that there was no way you were cheating. Had to be something else.”

“You’re damn right. I’ve finally got you, I’m not letting you go and I’m not going to do anything to mess it up.”

“Same goes for me.” I kissed him again, and then tugged him down next to me in the oversized deckchair. It was a tight fit, and he had to drape a leg over my lap. I was fine with that.

As the night settled around us, I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. A few months ago, I’d never have imagined this as my life. Now, with Kyle tucked against me, I couldn’t imagine anything else.

Flash Fic Friday

**Episode 5 of Asher and Kyle’s story! Click here if you need to catch up. Enjoy!**

“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?”

I chuckled, and I didn’t miss the way Kyle shivered at the sound. I caught the curl of his lips, and I had to check my own impulse to shudder. God, he was so sexy. And there was something about him wearing a blindfold that I, surprisingly, really enjoyed. I’d picked up the black silk scarf just for this occasion, and I was pretty sure I’d have to keep it around. Maybe Kyle would want to play with it in other ways one day.

“Ash?”

“No,” I said softly. “I’m not going to tell you. That would ruin the surprise.”

“You’re no fun,” he huffed, but there was that twitch of his lips again.

I dropped my voice deliberately. “You’ll find I am all kinds of fun.”

He swore softly, then pressed a hand to the front of his pants. I was so enraptured by the sight, I didn’t realize the light had changed until the car behind me honked. I took off, a little faster than necessary, but I was anxious to get to our destination.

It only took another ten minutes, and Kyle was petulantly quiet the whole time. I knew him well enough by now to know it was just an act, but I appreciated it nonetheless. And I knew my surprise was going to make up for any minor disgruntled feelings. I parked close to the entrance, ordered Kyle to stay put as I got out, then jogged around the truck to open his door and help him down. He clung to my arm, and I knew he was uncertain without being able to see. Slowly, carefully, I released the knot holding the scarf, and pulled it away from his eyes.

He blinked, wide eyed and staring, and then turned to me. His grin was huge, but his eyes were narrowed.

“It’s the aquarium.”

“It is.”

“But it closes at eight and it is…” he made a show of tapping his Fitbit so the time popped up. “Eight-oh-five.”

“You’re right about that.” I took his hand and tugged him toward the front doors. My friend Marcel was waiting just on the other side, and he unlocked the doors and ushered us in. It was deadly quiet inside, and the lights from the huge tank in the lobby cast an eerie glow.

“Asher,” Kyle whispered. His fingers squeezed mine and held tightly. “What’s going on?”

“We can only have an hour, but there’s nothing better than viewing this place at night without crowds. Marcel was kind enough to give us time. And since he runs this whole place, I figure he’s got the right.”

Kyle’s eyes were huge again, and I chuckled. Marcel grinned too, and then made a sweeping gesture with his arm. “Enjoy, gentlemen.”

“How did you know?” Kyle asked after we’d wandered in silence for about fifteen minutes. I was happy to meander at his pace. The aquarium was huge, and I knew we wouldn’t get to see everything in the time allotted us, especially with what I had planned. But we could see a good deal of it.

“Know what?” I knew what he was talking about, but I wanted to make him say it.

“How much I love this place? What it means to me?”

I lifted our joined hands and kissed the back of his. “I listen, baby. You told me stories about your grandfather bringing you here as a kid, and how much that time meant to you. And how it’s still a place you love to be, but it’s always so crowded you don’t get to enjoy it. So I called my friend, and he was able to arrange this.”

“This is…amazing.” Kyle stopped dead in the anteroom to the huge cylindrical ocean aquarium. He pushed into my arms and kissed me hard. When he pulled back, his eyes were blazing. “Thank you.”

“You haven’t seen the best part.” I gestured to the doorway, and we went through. When Kyle saw the small, candle lit table already set for two, he clapped a hand to his mouth. I’d had the meal delivered directly here, and Marcel had taken care of the rest. I owed him free landscaping for the rest of the summer, but the look on Kyle’s face was worth it.

I led him to the table and pulled out a chair. His pasta primavera was still steaming, and the sight made me smile. Kyle, however, couldn’t take his gaze off the manta rays swimming by. I sat myself, and poured the wine, then set a bread stick on the edge of his plate. Eventually Kyle tore his gaze from the tank and looked at me.

“This is the best date I’ve ever had. You’ve spoiled me for anyone else.”

I stood and leaned over to kiss him, and I looked him straight in the eye when I said, “Good.”

He chuckled, pecked my lips again, and then set to eating while repeatedly glancing up at the tank. I sat back with a smile. I’d done this for him. Gave him this much joy. And it was the perfect start to what I hoped was a very long relationship.

Flash Fic Friday

** And here’s episode 4. If you need to catch up, just hit the serial tag here and you can read all of the adventure. Enjoy!**

I should be freaking out.

It was midnight, I’d just realized I was bi, and that I wanted my neighbor turned best friend. There should be some sort of internal crisis going on. But there wasn’t. Weirdly, I found the realization to be comforting some how. And when I took a few minutes to really analyze why, it was simple. Kyle might be the first man I’d acknowledged my attraction to. He might be the first one that I actually wanted to do something with. But he wasn’t, in fact, the only man I’d ever looked at and considered pretty. And with that thought, everything settled in my brain.

It was sort of like a piece I didn’t know was missing slotted into place. And with that, I took a deep breath and relaxed. So what if I was bi? It didn’t change anything about me. Just who I might have a relationship with. And in this case, that was a very good thing. Because I wanted more than just to hang out with Kyle on the patio, talking with him. I wanted to do that and then kiss him. Touch him. Fuck him.

I just didn’t know how to get there.

***

Three weeks later, and I was still in limbo. Kyle recovered from his ordeal with no issue. He’d been a little off for a couple of days, but hanging out seemed to fix it. He relaxed and was himself again.

I’d been trying to figure out if he felt anything for me. He’d always been free with his affection, and a touch on the arm or his hand ruffling my hair wasn’t anything new. But I spent so much time just watching him, trying to see if there were signs, that he kept asking me what was wrong.

“Seriously,” Kyle said, a bemused sort of grin on his face. “What is with you?”

“Nothing.” I didn’t know why I just didn’t come out and say something. Maybe before that whole thing happened to him, I might have. But I didn’t want him to think I was being forceful. “I’m just tired. What were you saying?”

“I knew you weren’t listening.” Kyle chuckled and threw me a fond look. He sipped his wine and then sighed happily after swallowing. “And I was saying that I have a date Friday.”

My blood ran cold and he had my complete and undivided attention. “What?”

“Yeah,” he said and smiled. “Jane…you remember, my friend Jane from work. Anyway. Jane has this friend, and he’s exactly my type, so she was telling him about me and me about him, and we decided to meet. We’re getting together for drinks.”

For a split second, I froze. He seemed happy about it. But I knew this was the moment I had to speak or forever lose my chance.

“I’d rather you didn’t.”

My words came out soft, and for a second, I wasn’t sure Kyle had even heard. Then he turned to me, his brows creased in confusion. He set his glass down very carefully on the table between us.

“What?”

I cleared my throat. “I…I don’t want you to go out with that guy.”

He squinted. “Why not?”

“Because I want you to go out with me.” The words were rushed, but Kyle heard them.

“Friday night? You’ve got something you need my help with?” He was so confused. I heard it in his voice.

“Uh, no. I mean…” I let out an explosive sigh. “I want to date you. I don’t want you going out with someone else. I want you with me.”

Kyle went very quiet and I held my breath until he spoke again. “I don’t understand.”

“Yeah you do,” I responded softly.

“But you’re straight.”

I shook my head. “Bi.”

“Huh. You never said.”

It sounded a little bit like an accusation. And I got it. I did. He’d told me he was gay, and I’d implied I was straight. How did I explain that I’d been denying the knowledge of my own sexuality? It hadn’t been on purpose, but I’d still ignored it. I wavered for a few minutes and Kyle’s frown grew. So I took a deep breath and told him everything.

He listened quietly, nodding occasionally but never interrupting. After I was done, he still didn’t speak. I got fidgety and had to clasp my hands together to keep them from shaking. As the silence stretched, the crackle of the fire and the burble of the pond all I could hear, my worry grew enough that I finally spoke.

“If you’re not…” I cleared my throat and tried again. “If you’re not interested, I’ll understand. We, us, this doesn’t have to change. I would never–”

I stopped because Kyle stood so fast, and before I could figure out why, he was in front of me, his hands on the side of my neck. He looked down at me, and I got lost in his deep gaze. I couldn’t read his expression. Then he swept his thumb along my jaw and I shivered.

“I was hoping,” he whispered. “I tried not to, because falling for the straight friend is such a bad idea. But you…I wanted you. And you came when I called and you hugged me so tight.”

I turned my head and kissed his palm, then looked up at him again. His face was much closer, and I parted my lips. Kyle’s mouth kicked up into a sexy grin, and then he closed the last few inches between us.

He tasted like his wine and the steak we’d had for dinner, and I groaned and pulled him closer. He came easily, collapsing down into my lap as he wound his arms around my neck. It was all heat, and lips and tongue, and I couldn’t stop even when I needed to breathe. A quick gulp of air and I dove in again, devouring his mouth as though it was the last drink of water and I was parched.

After a while, Kyle gentled the kiss, sweet little nips of his teeth and tiny licks of his tongue. He pulled back and my gaze immediately dropped to his kiss swollen mouth. God, he was so damn gorgeous and with that mouth and the firelight playing across his features? I could have stayed right in that moment forever.

“So,” he husked. “A date?”

I chuckled and kissed him again, quick but full of heat. “Yes. A date.”