Writing Goals for 2015

I’m doing the House of Manlove Blog Hop about my writing goals for the new year.

Here they are:

I plan on finishing the sequel to Never Wrong early 2015. I’m already at about 13k, so it should be submitted by April.

Then I plan on finishing and polishing my novel What It Takes. It’ll be most likely August until it’s ready to be sent off.

And the third writing goal is to write the next book in the Love in Germany series. I’m hoping to be able to publish it before Christmas 2015.

As you see, I’ll be quite busy next year.

Thank you all for making my year 2014 so freaking great! I wish you an awesome 2015!

With all my love




Check out the goals of the other participants:

Heloise West

Blue Night Blog

C.V. Madison

Alexis Duran

Jena Wade

Kimber Vale

Evelise Archer

Kate Lowell

Dean Pace-Frech

Jennah Scott

Amelia Bishop

JT Hall

Skye Jones

Haley Whitehall

Shilo Saddler


Skye Jones – Claimed by Love

It’s a honor to welcome my friend Skye Jones on my blog today.
If you need some quiet time from all the Christmas trouble, I can strongly suggest you read Claimed by Love to get your mind on other things. Believe me, if you’re spending time with that hot woman and her two hot guys, the last thing you’ll think about will be a looming family dinner. 🙂


Blurb: Kayley Edwards has spent the last four years closing herself off after a vicious attack by her lover left her scarred and terrified. After fleeing her native Alaska, she ran the length of the country and began a new life in Miami far from her family and friends.
When her cousin and his friends decide to vacation nearby, he invites her to join them, saying he has important news. Determined not to let fear rule her life, Kayley agrees to meet with them, only to have her world turned upside down. His friends include the two gorgeous men who’ve haunted her dreams for months, kindling her desire, and challenging her to take a chance on love.

Pack alpha, Luke Johnson, has sensed Kayley in his visions for years. He and his mate, Sean Wallace, know she is meant to be theirs. But how will she react when she finds out the world they inhabit is one she never dreamed existed? As passions collide, Sean finds himself acting as a bridge between his strong willed alpha and a skittish Kayley. But can they break through Kayley’s defenses and convince her to join their family?
Just as it seems the three may have a future together, a ghost from Sean’s past strikes at the heart of their happiness. They must fight for everything they hold dear to win their chance at love.


“We’re not what you think.” Luke hunkered down to her eye level. “What I’m about to say is going to sound…well, it’s going to sound completely insane, not to put too fine a point on it. We are a team, and we do live and work together but there’s more to it. We are wolf shifters.”

“You’re what?” Kayley didn’t know what the hell he talked about.

“Werewolves,” Will said.

“We’re really not werewolves,” Taylor spoke for the first time, his deep bass resonating in the room. “In fact, werewolves don’t exist. Not in the sense of beasts that only change during a full moon and can’t control it. And of course werewolves wouldn’t be able to—”

“I don’t think we need the shifter versus werewolf debate right now, do you?” Sean snapped.

Kayley started to shake her head. Werewolves? Clearly coming off her meds had been a mistake. “I think…I think I need someone to call my doctor.” She raised a shaky hand to her face. ‘Will, her number is in my purse upstairs. I think…I might be having some sort of episode.”

“You’re not going crazy, Kayley. This is huge for anyone to grasp but trust me, what we say is true.” Luke watched her, concern writ large on his handsome face. He made no move toward her, as if he realized to do so would only panic her further. “Show her.” Luke nodded at Sean.


“Show. Her.” Luke ground the words out. “Shift.”

Sean shrugged and stood. He glanced to Kayley before shedding all his clothes, actions quick and smooth. Embarrassed for him, she began to look away.

“Watch him.” Luke’s voice still held calm reassurance, but a steely undertone made her unable to disobey.

As Kayley watched, a halo surrounded Sean’s body, bright and shimmering. As if the very sun itself glowed within him, blinding those who tried to look directly his way. The halo died down, and Sean had vanished. In his place stood a very large, very beautiful, silver wolf.

“Oh, my God!” Kayley jumped out of her seat, only to fall straight back into it as her legs gave way.

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Author Bio: Skye Jones is an erotic romance author who loves a tortured hero. Her first story was about a hobby horse that talks. She’s moved on since then and now likes to write about that moment when lust and love meet head on.

You can chat with Skye on twitter – @skyejromance

Or on Facebook, here: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100008438315822

Or visit her blog: http://skyejonesromanceblog.wordpress.com/about-skye-jones/

I wish you all Merry Christmas and if you need a few moments for yourself, you know now what to buy. 🙂


Christmas Blog Hop


I’m hoping you’re all in the Christmas mood already! I certainly am, and I made my wishes for this year. Wanna hear them? Read on!

What I wish for:

Lot’s and lot’s of hot men coming to my mind and telling me what I need to write about them. Like this one. He certainly needs his story to be told.



And I wish that this present I got myself will help me write all the stories in my head. 🙂 I love whisk(e)y, but I admit that I got this one because of the name. Although I know it’ll taste great, too. 🙂



On a more serious note, I will donate a part of my royalties from December’s sales to Lost-n-Found Youth in Atlanta, GA. So I’m hoping a few more people want to pick up one of my books and help support homeless GLBT Youth.

I wish you all Happy Holidays!




Please look up Scorching Book Reviews for more participants of this Blog Hop!


Midwinter Flash- The House of Manlove Blog Hop

Welcome to our Midwinter Flash Blog Hop!

My flash is featuring the characters from my last release, Grenzen.


A Winter Weekend

“Hey Ryan.” Julian pressed a kiss to my cold lips. “Wow, is it that cold outside?” He was running around in a T-shirt in the warm apartment, while I was still wearing my parka. I pulled him close, so the cold would seep through the thin fabric of his shirt.

Julian shivered in my embrace.

Yes, it was really cold outside. He had opted to stay at home while I ran some errands today. Normally we did this together, but not today.

Julian waited while I got rid of my parka, and my woolen cap, and then he pulled me into the living room. A fire was roaring in the fireplace. I stepped close to the flames and held my hands as near as I dared.

Julian stepped behind me and wrapped his arms around my middle, pulling me backwards against his chest. “What do you think—“ he murmured in my ear, “let’s get away a few days?”

“Next week?” He had some free days then.

“Mmmhh.” Julian’s lips found a path down my neck to my shoulder. I shivered under the beard stubble running over my skin. The distraction made it hard to think.

“Where do—“ I paused, tried to find the right words, “do you want to go?”

He raised his head a little, stopped the kissing for a moment. “I’ll surprise you. I kind of already booked, so all you have to do is to say yes.”

I laughed, then moaned as his lips and teeth found my skin again. “You already booked?” Without asking me if I could get a few days off?”

“Yeah, but you’ve been working a lot of overtime the last months, so I figured you’d get off a Monday. I just booked Saturday to Monday, so it’ll be one day, not more.”

He got back to his task of driving me nuts with his lips. One of his hands pressed my hip a bit back, and his hard-on made contact with my ass. He rubbed against me, letting me feel how aroused he already was. Not that I was doing better, my own lust already close to the surface.

“Come on. We’ll go to bed.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He shivered and his lips stilled for a moment on my shoulder. “You know me entirely to well.”

I chuckled quietly. “Yes. And you love it.”

“That I do.” He turned me around and kissed me. His tongue in my mouth, his hands roaming hot over my body, and I already started to float. Subspace was close these days, but given how often we played, that was no surprise.

“Come on, I want you naked.”

I nodded and he led me to our bedroom.


A few days later when we drove south, away from Nuremberg, I still had no idea where we’d go. It wouldn’t be something far away, as the time was too short, but since the only thing he told me was to pack a couple of nice clothes, I had no clue what he had planned. I would know soon, though.

Julian drove, like always. I was not going to learn how to drive a stick on icy streets. I was from Arizona. We didn’t have ice-rain or snow back home. And we had automatic cars.

We talked about a lot of things during the drive, his job as a teacher, my new one, the colleagues, all the everyday shit. On the inside I was dying because of curiosity, but I bit my tongue. Julian wanted to surprise me. I wasn’t going to spoil the fun.

We passed Munich and an hour later, we were close to the Alps. I had seen them the day I arrived the first day in Germany, but the times after that it had been to cloudy to get a glimpse.

Now they loomed close, much bigger than from the airport, and much more important, they were full of snow.

He isn’t going to…? Skiing? No, please not.

Julian was already tackling the first slope. How the hell was I going to survive a weekend skiing? I had seen it on TV, but I had never tried it. Hell, the first time I saw snow was a few months back when I came to Germany.

I was so lost in thought how I could tell my boyfriend that skiing was not a good idea without ruining his weekend, that I completely missed the drive into the mountains. I looked up when he pulled into a parking lot, next to dozens of other cars. People in snowsuits walked around, their steps looking strange and stiffly because of the heavy boots. Since they were carrying their ski over their shoulders, the shoes must be the ones you’d need to drive them. Fuck. Not good.

I was going to look like an idiot.

“Come on, let’s check in.” I couldn’t ignore the gleam in his eyes as he watched the other people skillfully drive down the slope, snow flying in every direction, and then, with one last, hard swing, come to a stop a few feet in from of the fence.

I followed Julian out of the car and into a cozy looking house. He exchanged a few words with the woman behind the counter and she pointed in a few directions. I had no idea what they were talking about, so I tuned them out.

A few minutes later, Julian led me to a room on the first floor. He dropped the bag he had been carrying on the bed, and ordered, “Strip.”

I did, I knew better than not to obey. And I was in the mood to play, so I would follow his order to the word.

I got rid of my clothes and stood shivering in the room. He stepped close, kissed me, his tongue playing with mine. I got hard, my cock perking to attention. But instead of doing something about it, Julian stepped back and handed me clothes out of his bag. A snowsuit. Shit.

“Julian, I can’t ski. I have never tried it.” I looked at him, waited for him to register my words.

But he smiled at me. “I know. I figured you didn’t. That is why I made a different arrangement.”

Different? How?

“Just put on your clothes and then we’ll see, okay?” I did. He wouldn’t disappoint me. And he wouldn’t be disappointed in me, then.

We emerged a few minutes later, both in snowsuits, caps, mittens and warm shoes. Julian led me through the house to the side entrance, where a man with a caterpillar vehicle waited. I stopped when I spotted the sturdy wooden sleds attached.

“They are going to drive us up the hill, we can have a drink or two in the cabin up there, and then we’ll drive the sled back down. It’s really fun!” He smirked, probably because of my expression. “Did you really think I’d make you ski?”

“Mhh.” I blushed.

“Come here, you.” He kissed me full on the lips. “Let’s have a day sled-driving, and tonight I have planned something else for you.”

I smiled. That was my man.



If you want to know all of their story, Grenzen is available at all the usual distributors. On the My Books page are all the links. 🙂

A part of my royalties from December’s sales go to Lost-n-Found Youth in Atlanta, GA.

Don’t miss the great stories of the other bloggers in this Hop!

Heloise West


Azalea Moone 


Alexis Duran


Jennah Scott


N.D. Wylders


Amelia Bishop


C.V. Madison

M/F BDSM Juliet’s Orders by J.T. Hall

Please welcome J.T. Hall with her His/Her Erotic tale ‘Juliet’s Orders’ on my blog today! I already had the pleasure of reading it, and I can only say: ‘Check it out!’

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Brainy but beautiful Juliet has an annoying problem–her college classmate Russell keeps bugging her for a date. He’s a jock, brash and arrogant, and he has absolutely no idea that he’s playing with fire. For Juliet has a secret. At school, she may be the class nerd. But by night, she likes to spank and discipline men.

They embark on a bet. Juliet will have to dress sexy and put on a show at lunch. In return. Russell will have to follow all of Juliet’s orders for an evening.

What happens next, however, is that Juliet discovers that underneath all that bravado, Russell may actually be a decent guy. Maybe even decent enough to keep.


By lunch time, Juliet was ready to string Russell up by his balls. She wished she had a recorder for all the one-liners thrown in her direction, everything from “Can you bend over and pick that up for me?” to “I wanna be your daddy and you can be my little girl.” She’d explained to all her friends and even several non-friends that it was all for a bet. Still, it didn’t stop the comments, and it certainly didn’t stop the looks.

And now she had to turn it up a notch and make sexual noises.
True to his word, Russell was waiting for her in the cafeteria when lunch time came around. Juliet ignored him and ordered herself hot dog, fries, and a decadent slice of lemon merengue pie. She threw him a look as she strode over to his table and sat down across from him.
He looked her over and sighed happily. “I love my life. So how’s your day been?”
Was it her imagination, or had he combed his hair since their parting after first period? She pulled the hot dog out of the bun and ate the bun by itself. “Wonderful. It’s probably going to take me months for anyone to take me seriously again. Maybe even years.” Her deadpan tone matched the look she gave him as she took a sip of soda.
For a second he looked concerned. Then he laughed and waved a hand at her. “They’ll forget it in a week. I mean okay, you may get more offers for dates. But I’m sure once they see your librarian look again, they’ll just think of you as the book nerd.”
She popped a few fries into her mouth. “Okay. So I’ll have you wear a skirt. People will forget it in a week.”
That shut him up. He glared at her. Juliet grinned, and then picked up her hot dog. Keeping her eyes on him, she ran the tip of her tongue around the top of it. Ire was quickly replaced by shock and then lust. “So are you ready for my performance?” This was actually rather fun. It might even make up for the dirty comments from people.
“Um…yum,” Russell choked, reaching for his soda.
Juliet took that as a yes. She sucked half the hot dog into her mouth, and drew it out again. She did this a few times, watching as color flooded his face, and made some low moans. That attracted the attention of a few guys at the end of their table, who turned to stare at them. She smiled sweetly.
Then she bit the dog in half, chewing noisily. Russell winced and turned a little green and she had to swallow quickly to avoid laughing at him. Yeah this was getting fun now. She popped the other half into her mouth, ate it, and then made a little forkful of the lemon merengue pie. “Oh God! I love pie.” She groaned loudly, taking the bite and licking it off the fork. She kept her eyes on Russell the whole time. It wasn’t so bad if she didn’t have to look at who else was watching them.
Russell took a long drink, his eyes locked on hers. The table blocked her view, but Juliet was willing to bet he was starting to get a boner. She took another bite. “Ohhhhh…” She made a little mewling sound at the end, licking her fingers. She was getting into this. Leaning back, she touched her neck as if warm, shaking out her hair.
Then onto the next bite, really putting on a show. “Yes! Ohmygod so good…” She moaned louder, and this time she heard a wolf whistle from somewhere across the room.

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Meet J.T.:

Twitter: https://twitter.com/JTHall7

Blog: http://jthallwriting.wordpress.com/

Grenzen is out today!!

My BDSM novella Grenzen is out today! Ready for some sensual BDSM in Germany?

Grenzen Cover


When work requires Ryan to leave behind warm and sunny Arizona for cold and snowy Germany, he decides to visit the famous Nuremberg Christmas Market where he meets sexy Julian.

But Julian isn’t an average guy, he’s a Dom. And he wants Ryan to be his sub.

That’s something Ryan has dreamt of, but never admitted to anyone, not even himself. With Julian it suddenly becomes possible.

But what happens once Ryan has to go home, especially since he’s developing feelings for Julian?

There isn’t a future for a relationship if you’re half a world apart…

Buy link

MLR: http://www.mlrbooks.com/ShowBook.php?book=CMGRNZEN

ARe: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-grenzen-1693808-354.html

I also decided to donate a part of my royalties from December’s sales to a good cause, most likely Lost-n-Found Youth in Atlanta, since I believe they do great work.

Here’s a link to their page: http://lnfy.org

And now, enjoy reading!!