Tougher than a Cowboy?

Available HERE

By W.M. Kirkland

In Frenchman’s Cowboy, Dustin, a professional rodeo rider tries out for a reality television series featuring jousting. These days, jousters perform at renaissance fairs or dinner theater shows like Medieval Times Dinner and Tournament. And even Dustin, the hardened cowboy that he is, has to admit that when you’re racing upwards of twenty or thirty miles an hour at an opponent wearing forty-pounds of armor and trying to hit him with a big stick, it takes someone whose pretty tough to survive. Today’s jousters are specially trained athletes. Part skilled equestrian, part stuntman, part showman, these men participate in sports where broken bones are a possible every single time they step into the saddle.

In truth anytime someone gets on board a thousand pound (or more) animal with a mind of its own, anything can happen. Several campaigns have sprouted up to get all equestrians, not just those in the “dangerous” sports like three-day evening or jumping to wear helmets. In fact, Tony, Dustin’s partner in the story, wears a helmet as part of his uniform as a professional polo player. Yet, chasing a golf ball on a galloping horse (and hitting it with a mallet) can be more difficult than staying on an angry bronc.

Still, there’s a mystique about cowboys. They’re lean, powerful men, as primal as the very land they work. They’re sexy. They’re in our dreams and on our movie and television screens. And I confess, I have a weakness for them.

Even better, I have a weakness for putting them with their complete and total opposite and having fun with it. That’s how Tony and Dustin came about. Take one hard-working cowboy and one fancy (did I mention sexy?) designer model who also happens to be an equestrian, put them together, and see what happens. Or rather, reunite them and watch the sparks fly again!

There have been books written and documentaries made about the allure of cowboys. For me, it’s hard to say exactly why I like them so much. Maybe it’s the attitude or the way nicely worn jeans fit on a very nice physique. The ability to do dangerous work, do it well, and with an attitude doesn’t hurt either. I don’t think I have to put words to it in order to enjoy writing cowboys.

And enjoy them I do.

This might be my first book featuring cowboys, but it certainly won’t be my last. I sincerely hope readers enjoy Dustin and Tony as much as I did while I was writing their story.

After a fling with a professional polo player and model on the set of a reality show, rodeo rider Dustin Gerke wants to let go of his regrets and get back in the saddle—romantically and professionally. Determined to wash the Frenchman out of his mind, he schedules a 1Night Stand…

Unable to forget his affair with bronc rider Dustin, Pierre Anthony Archumbault III has cut back on his schedule to follow the rodeo circuit…and the cowboy he hasn’t gotten over. Signing up for a 1Night Stand he hopes for a fresh chance at a new romance…

What neither of these former lovers expected was each other, but they have one night to lasso their dreams…

About The Author:

A long time ago in a galaxy far away…oh wait, that’s a different saga. W.M. Kirkland began writing over twenty years ago, and all the stories, no matter the genre, featured handsome princes. Today, W.M. combines a love of history and fantastical settings with strong men and bonds which cannot be broken. Although these men keep W.M. at the computer most of the day, there’s still time for enjoying the outdoors, great movies, and a good time.

Website: www.wmkirkland.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/wmkirkland

One Night Ride

Available HERE

I’m excited for my debut 1Night Stand story, OneNight Ride!

Madame Eve knew what she was doing when she paired up these two cowboys for a date in Denver.

Blurb: Brett's ready to get back into the dating game. Now that he's done with the rodeo and focusing on his ranch, he’s ready to get back into the dating pool. Competing in rodeos across the country kept him out of the game, so when he finds out about Madame Evangeline from a friend he takes the chance.

Jace lost his first love a year ago to another guy. For his thirtieth birthday his friends decide it's time for him to end the self-imposed dry spell. They contact Madame Eve to pass on his information. Knowing his friends won't leave him alone, Jace goes along with the plan for a

one-night stand with Brett. He expected some flirting and fun. What Jace didn't expect was to find a man he might be willing to spend more than one night with.

Excerpt:

One night. Nothing more. A chance to break his dry spell.

Jace held his phone like a lifeline and glanced at the message on the screen when it beeped.

Happy Birthday, bro. Go get laid already.

Nosy, pushy friends. If he didn’t love them like brothers, he’d tell them to fuck off. Instead, he shoved the cell in his pocket and chuckled.

Go get laid. Right. Thanks to his intrusive, gossip-worse-than-a-bunch-of- women friends, he stood in a bar in Denver. Preparing to meet his date. Shit. What the hell had he been thinking when he’d agreed to that?

People packed the bar at the Castillo Resort. Denver in the middle of winter and the best ski conditions in a couple of years, kept high-end resorts full any time of day. Tourists, regulars visiting the same winter lodges every year, and snow bunnies galore.

No, the stranger he’d planned to meet was coming for him, not vacation. Madame Evangeline, the owner of 1Night Stand, told him in the confirmation email not to worry about the location. Pay attention to the man. She’d said the match arranged would offer exactly what he needed: a way to end his dry spell. He hoped what she had said in her email and the reality of real life were alike.

Find out if Madame Eve’s email was a true representation of reality!

Author Bio:

Jennah Scott resides Kansas City, Missouri. Until she started writing she didn't know what she wanted to be. Which is why she has degrees in education, business, and medical assisting. All that uncertainty has provided her with plenty of ideas for new books. When she isn't writing she's causing trouble on Twitter, hanging out with family, or she's lost in a book. There's one thing about Jennah, there will never be a dull moment when she's around.

Contact:

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Sex, Wolves & Rock 'n Roll

by Mina Carter

I’m fortunate enough to work from home. Peace and quiet, coffee on tap and internet...it’s quite a cushy number really. As I go about my daily writing, very often I like to play music, and each story gets its own playlist. Sex, Wolves and Rock n Roll was no exception. So here it is...

Feelin’ Way Too Damn Good - Nickelback
Enter Sandman - Metallica
Without You - Three Days Grace
Someone That You’re With - Nickelback
Closer - Nine Inch Nails
Bad Girlfriend - Theory of a Deadman
Animal I have Become - Three Days Grace
See You at the Show - Nickelback

As you can see, there’s a lot of similiar sounds in there, but they all fit (for me) with the story. Have a listen, see what you think...are they the soundtrack to K and Sav’s story?

He'd loved Karlan forever. Now he must face forever without him...
Karlan Rixx is the epitome of the playboy rocker. Sexy and gorgeous, with that feral edge that marked a werewolf, Sav's been in love with him for years. The trouble is, Karlan's Mr. New girl every night, as straight as they come, and Sav doesn't stand a chance. Unable to bear it anymore, he makes plans to leave the band, even though it will break his heart in the process. But anything's better than seeing the man he loves and not being able to touch. Ever.
K loves being a Lyric Hound. The only time he truly feels alive is on stage, a guitar in his hand and the beat of Sav's drums flowing through his veins. Despite his image as a womaniser, it's the other wolf who makes his heart pound and his body ache. Before K can admit his feelings though, Sav leaves and rips his world apart.
Enter Madam Eve and a very special 1NS date. Can she succeed where so many investigators have failed and find K's lost wolf?

Available from: Decadent Publishing | Amazon | Amazon UK | B&N | ARe

Mina was born and raised in the East Farthing of Middle Earth (otherwise known as the Midlands, England) and spend her childhood learning all the sorts of things generally required of a professional adventurer. Able to ride, box, shoot, make and read maps, make chainmail and use a broadsword (with varying degrees of efficiency) she was disgusted to find that adventuring is not considered a suitable occupation these days.
   So, instead of slaying dragons and hunting vampires and the like, Mina spends her days writing about hot shifters, government conspiracies and vampire lords with more than their fair share of RAWR. Turns out wanna-be adventurers have quite the turn of imagination after all...(but she keeps that sword sharp, just in case the writing career is just a dream and she really *is* an adventurer.)
   The boring part: A full time author and cover artist, Mina can usually be found hunched over a keyboard or graphics tablet, frantically trying to get the images and words in her head out and onto the screen before they drive her mad. She's addicted to coffee and would like to be addicted to chocolate, but unfortunately chocolate dislikes her.

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Bunny Does Mumbai

Welcome 1Night Standers, I have the recently unemployed Thomas Barkley in my hot seat today.

*Turns toward Thomas*

*Smiles and pulls out a large book*

I understand you’re looking for employment quite recently, in fact.

Yep. Newly fired. Still a little pissed off about the whole incident, if you want to know the truth.

Tell us a little bit about yourself. What you do for work...your hobbies...if you’ve sold your soul.

Soul? Oh my God. That’s a personal question! But no, no, I have not. Well, sometimes when you’re working the company grind it FEELS like you have. I’m am—was—a contract negotiator for oil companies. The ones who go into Third World countries to pump out their oil. You wouldn’t believe how many rules and regulations there are for each different country. So, now that you mention it, I do – did – work for large oil hungry corporations that preyed on Third World countries. Soul-less?

*Shrugs* Perhaps. It’s a job.

What? It was a serious question.

*Scrutinizes Bunny*

You’re asking me that question while wearing a see-through pink camisole and a skirt higher than the Empire State Building? Uh huh. Let’s go on to the next question.

Listen, sweet stuff, when you can carry off this outfit the way I do, which will be never, you can comment of it. I rock this. On to the next question: I’m not done negotiating for your soul. Everyone has a price, and I’m sure I can find yours. Besides, it’s not so bad down there. Nice and warm, none of that polar...vortex, stuff. I have to tell you, since the thermometer dropped, I’ve been doing quite the business.

*Sees Thomas staring—Blinks—Waves hand.* Never mind. Don’t need you that bad, sweet stuff. So tell the audience why a 1Night Stand? Why a high-dollar, exclusive service, especially if you’ve recently found yourself without a job?

Actually I asked Madame Eve for a date a long time ago. Like six months ago. I received no reply. *narrows eyes* Frankly, I was beginning to wonder if the whole thing was a scam. I had absolutely no idea she’d set me up the day I lost my–as you pointed out, completely soul-sucking-job. To tell you the truth, I was considering bagging the whole idea.

*takes a deep breath*

But the red light district in Mumbai is really not my scene.

It’s not so bad. A lot of action there. So, the infamous application.

Tell us a little about your date’s requirements, what you’d like to see in your ideal man.

I have to tell you, I’m a sucker for an accent too. I tell you, I was so devastated after Rashid’s arrest, that for a long time I couldn’t even bring myself to think about sex. I buried myself in my work. When I filled out the application, I might as well have just put HELP in all big letters. That’s where my mind was. I don’t have a particular type that turns me on, but dark hair and dark eyes definitely help, and a nice body. And I’m totally with you on the accent!

Was Arjun everything you thought he’d be?

Arjun was a big surprise to me. I never expected to find him in a million years. He’s the kind of guy who’s soft in the middle and that makes me soft in the middle, but he’s also strong. I’m stronger on the outside, I can stand up to the bullies and take the heat. Arjun is a bends-in-the-wind guy, he’s more a survivor than anything, and I absolutely love him for the pain and suffering he’s already survived in his life, which in my opinion is way too much. I’m so thankful he accepted my offer to try a new life with me.

I understand there was an incident with a gun. Have you ever been shot at before?

Well when you go to negotiate contracts in a Third World countries, you aren’t always dealing with a guy in a suit sitting in a high-rise. Sometimes you’re on a plantation surrounded by guards and the guards are armed and not friendly. Have I been in situations where the guards got a little trigger happy? Sure. Have I been shot personally? No. I try to avoid that all costs. I’ve never had anybody I work with die on an assignment, but it’s a fact of life it could happen. Bullies are everywhere, and like the men who paid for sex with Arjun and then beat the crap out of him? *grits teeth* I want to just f-ing kill them.

I could take care of that little issue, for a teensy-weensy price. Just saying. You know, if you’d like a little pay back. Buy here, pay later.... Kind of like an eternal credit card. We’re having a special this week, too.

You want to shoot me? What? Have you got a pink 22 in your...bra? *raises eyebrows*

Sometimes I’m glad I’m a gay man. I totally don’t understand women.

Silly boy, I meant—take care of Arjun’s former pimp. But if you’d like to experience what it’s like to get shot, I’m happy to oblige. No?

No!

Okay, we’ll move to quickies. Everyone loves the quickies.

Boxers or briefs?

Yes. You don’t think I go Commando on dates do you?

Blonde or brunette? 

Dark all the way. Just like Arjun. Did I mention I love his hair? The color of his skin?

*shifts in seat to conceal burgeoning erection*

Next question.

Lights on or off?

Both. With the lights off you can get hot and heavy but with the lights on it’s a better show. Give me some twilight anytime. I like shadows and seeing the man on top of me.

Are you sure you don’t want to negotiate?

Don’t say that word. Really. It’s a dirty word thanks to you! I guess I’m going to have to look for another job. Know any good Avon representatives that need a hand?

If that’s all it takes.... Look, don’t sell yourself short. I could get you a much better job than that. We have a few openings in the company. You just need to sign this teensy little contract.

*Snaps fingers and twelve foot scroll appears and rolls out in front of him.*

In blood.

*Eyes flash*

Which I can also help you with. Yes?

No!

Well, I guess I have a little negotiating to do. Anyway, to get the inside scoop on Thomas and Arjun’s exclusive date, check out the blurb below.

*Leans forward*

Now about your soul....

Yeah. I think we’re done here! Nice talking to your breasts—I mean you, Bunny. Thanks.

*clears throat*

It’s been a pleasure.

Just keep your butt in that seat, mister. I’m working a deal here. Hey, get back here! Don’t make me stalk you. *Sighs* Now I have to run. Good help is so hard to find these days.

Stranded for twenty-four hours in Mumbai, India, contract negotiator, Thomas Barkley searches for a man who can make him forget his pain. When a trip through the red light district leaves him cold, he turns to Madame Eve’s service and finds a shot at redemption—but first, he has to survive it. 

Indian male prostitute, Arjun, begged Madame Eve to set him up for one night of real pleasure. He knows better than to expect anything but a brief hiatus from his miserable life. When Thomas showers Arjun with tender and very real affection, his heart begins to ache for more than a taste of the life he cannot have. Unfortunately, his boss Ranjeet won’t to let him go without a fight.

Amidst a spray of bullets, Thomas must convince Arjun to take a chance on a new life in America before it’s too late for both of them.

How to Find Love in Just 24 hours in Mumbai

By Eva Lefoy

Mumbai is the most crowded city in India and the fourth most populous in the world. With 20.5 million people, how does anybody find the perfect person to love? If any city cries out for Mademe Eve’s services, it is this one!

Mademe Eve used her special brand of magic in Lover Enslaved, setting up Thomas – an American businessman – and Arjun – an Indian male prostitute – at the Castillo Mumbai Tower Hotel. Neither of them were expecting love from this one night stand, but both experienced a life-changing evening.

Arjun sells his body night after night for money, sometimes to violent men. His pimp, Ranjeet, is not a nice guy to work for either. By the time he receives a note from Mademe Eve he’s nearly given up his quest to find love. Not that he expects it to last forever. He’d be happy with just one night. Little does he know his date won’t settle for leaving him behind.

Thomas is an American businessman holed up in Mumbai for the night. He’s seeking the comfort of a male body and a way to forget the past, but he doesn’t expect to find an Indian prostitute who steals his heart with his lilting voice and his easy manner. A man he wants to rescue from his sordid life with every fiber of his being.

When Madame Eve makes a match, she does it well. Thomas is just the man Arjun needs to take care of him, and Arjun is exactly the kind of man Thomas feels driven to protect. Together the two men work out a agreement, but not without some bargaining and some rather horrid interruptions from Ranjeet:

Arjun turned his gaze toward the floor. “I wanted to stay, but it would have only delayed the pain.”

“Of leaving?” Arjun shrugged, his silent acquiescence even more disheartening than his words. Thomas took a step closer. He wanted to touch Arjun, damn it. He wanted to pull him into his arms and convince him to allow him to spirit him away. “What if I told you there could be no pain?”

Arjun’s head came up. “This is my life, Thomas. There is nothing else for me. I told you that.”

“I said I’d find a way for us to be together and I meant it.” He closed the distance between them, so close he could feel Arjun’s little puffs of breath on his chin. God, they felt so sweet. “Do you trust me, Arjun?”

Arjun stared right into his eyes. “Yes, but—” His gaze veered away for a split second and widened in fear.

Thomas knew who stood behind him even before the safety clicked off on the 9mm pressed to his temple. Behind him, he heard the hotel guard struggle and another click. “There you are, Ranjeet. I was wondering if you’d ever get here.”

“What are you doing here, gorey saalah?” Ranjeet spit the last two words out like an insult.

Thomas supposed they were. He’d heard enough insults in enough languages to recognize the tone when he heard it, even if he had no idea what they meant. “I’m visiting Arjun.”

“Get out of here. Now. And take that pissant hotel guard with you.”

He stood straighter. At his full height, he towered over Ranjeet. “Or what?”

Ranjeet’s mouth formed an awful smile. He moved the pistol away from Thomas’ head. “Or I shoot Arjun.”

The road to love, even with Mademe Eve’s help is not always easy, but it is worth it! Luckily both Arjun and Thomas recognize the value of the chance they’ve been given and get on the love train with one-way tickets!

Lover Enslaved: 24 Hours in Mumbai releases January 31^st – just three weeks away!

In the meantime, enjoy the cover. I’ll be back soon with more…

Eva

Bio:

Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for the sake of future explorers.

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Introducing Myself to Decadent Readers…

Available HERE

by Christi Snow

Hi, everyone! The Christmas Top is my first Decadent release so I thought I would take this time to introduce myself to all of you.

*blinking cursor*

Yeah, there’s really not that much to tell. Flat out….

I adore books.

I know, I know. In this industry, that’s pretty much a given, isn’t it? But honestly, I write books because I love them. Seriously, LOVE them. Three years ago, that love obsession got to the point that I had to have an excuse (for my hubby) why I was reading so darn much (400+ books/year kind of obsession). That was the beginning of my book review blog, Smitten with Reading, which began in December, 2010.

For me, writing has always been a dream, but one I NEVER did anything about..nothing. As my book obsession became bigger, I literally began to dream at night in text…who does that? Answer: a writer who needs to be writing.

By the summer of 2011, I decided it was time to just do it. I wanted to create something that gave other people that feeling. You know what that is…that feeling when you finish a good book…part hangover, part happiness that it was so good, part sadness that it’s over, all emotion. I wanted to do that for someone else…anyone else. What an amazing thing. So, for my 41^st birthday (August, 2011….stop doing that math right now…yes, I’m old) I asked for a laptop and began writing.

Now, seven complete books later and way too many partials to even count, I wonder how I ever did without this.

So, how did I end up writing a Decadent M/M 1Night Stand novella?

Last Christmas, I wanted to challenge myself to write something fun and completely different. One of my good writer friends writes brilliant M/M novels and she knew I’d been playing with the idea since I adore reading M/M. Over the Christmas break, she pushed me to just do it. But up until that point, everything I’d written had been entirely full-length M/F romantic suspense. I’ve always loved the 1NS line…who doesn’t love a quick, sexy read?…and decided to try to write my novella so it fit within the series parameters.

So Mark, an NFL Offensive Coordinator who’s been hiding in the closet, came to me looking for a top….

And then there was Jason, a sexy pediatrician who’d tragically lost his partner two years ago.

They started telling me their story and when I discovered their combined history, I knew Madame Eve would know exactly how to work her magic with these men. Eve, in all her mystical wisdom, knows they need each other. And the result is a magical Christmas Eve….

I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it.

A Picture and a Challenge

Everything He Wants available HERE

by Megan Slayer

Sometimes stories are character based. I get an idea in my head of what this character will look like and act like...so I run with him. Other times, I’m given an image of what he’s going to look like. For Everything He Wants, the picture ruled. My dear friend, Stephanie Burke—aka Flash, posted a picture for Hump Day on Facebook. She tagged me and said, this totally called to me and I needed to write this guy’s story. Well, there were two guys. One had angel wings on and both were wearing what appeared to be police officer hats and aviator glasses. Immediately, two characters came to mind.

Originally Trace and Jeremy were much more flamboyant. They were there in the G-string and angel wings. But the more I dove into what made them tick, the more I realized they might have wanted to be flamboyant, but weren’t as out there as the guys in the picture.

Not a problem.

I sat down and let them talk. Jeremy is an artist and Trace works air traffic control.  Trace showed me early on that he’s a happy-go-lucky guy who loves order and knowing what’s going on. His life hasn’t been easy, but compared to some it’s a piece of cake. Then there’s Jeremy. This poor guy is hurting. His past is a mess and even though he’s tried to get beyond what’s hurting him...he can’t. But he sees a ray of light in Trace.

But how do you hook up with someone you hardly know, especially when you’ve lost their phone number? Madame Eve of course. I won’t give away too much of the plot, but Eve does her best and there are certainly sparks.

I believe love at first sight can happen and I believe second chances are very much worth the effort. What about you? What do you believe? How have you worked to get everything you wanted?

Here’s a little bit more about the book:

Everything He Wants

A 1Night Stand Story from Decadent Publishing

M/M, Anal Sex

A Short Story Available now!

Trace has almost everything he wants—a great job and a well-ordered life, but he’s ready for more—the right guy to share it with. A chance meeting after a hockey game with the man of his dreams spurs him on to turn to the one source he knows will help him out—Madame Eve’s 1Night Stand service.

Jeremy can’t forget the difficult childhood and subsequent bad decisions he made while trying to forget it. He wants the gorgeous air traffic controller, but he’s afraid his past will get in the way like it always does. If all Madame Eve can give them is one night…he’ll take it.

With Eve’s help, can the men forge the relationship they both want, or will they crash and burn?

And a hot excerpt...because I can!

   Jeremy sat in the back seat of the cab and swayed forward as it came to a quick stop opposite Club Ramrod. What a crazy name for a club. Then again, what a crazy place to meet his date. He checked the messages on his phone one more time. Sure enough, the same email from Madame Eve popped up.

   Your date awaits you at Club Ramrod, located next to the Mason Players Club Hotel. Look for yellow by the bar and you will find your heart’s delight. Tell the bouncer Eve sent you.

   He sighed and paid the driver with a shaky hand. His mind wouldn’t stop racing. What the hell did I get myself into? Sure, the club scene worked for him, but he hated the grind. Hated the clawing bodies and hangers-on. Crossing the street, he took his place in line. Maybe no one would recognize him. Finally reaching the club entrance, he dropped Madame Eve’s name to the bouncer.

   The hulking man nodded and shuffled him to the bar. “Don’t cause a fight.”

   Don’t cause a fight? Did he look like the type to cause trouble? Well, I did change my hair from green to blue tips. Jeremy snorted. Whatever. He scanned the crowd in the massive black and white bar. Men talked and laughed, some cuddled each other or sat on each other’s laps. At the far end, he spotted a flash of yellow. His heart pounded faster and his mouth went bone-dry.

   “No way,” he murmured, nibbling on his lip piercing.

Trace Robeson, the man who featured in every one of his naughty fantasies, clutched a beer and hooked his thumb in his jeans front pocket. The man oozed classy sex. A faded T-shirt cradled his body like a second skin, giving teasing glimpses at the chiseled flesh underneath. His ripped jeans cupped and outlined his package and showed off his natural tan to a T.

    Jeremy wobbled on his feet and thanked the gods, or Madame Eve, or whoever, for granting him his wish, and strode across the club. Making eye contact with Trace, he grinned.

   “Hey, man. Good seeing you here.” Trace offered his hand.

   “Yeah. It’s nice to see a friendly face.” Jeremy gestured the bartender for a beer. “I’m here to meet my destiny.”

   “Are you....” Trace didn’t finish.

   “Your date?” Jeremy replied. “I’m looking for a man in yellow. Don’t see too many others rocking that color, so….” Christ, he sounded so lame.

   “I was told my date would find me.” Trace matched his smile. “Want to dance?”

When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.

She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk as well.

Megan’s site: http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm

Megan’s blog: http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com

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Remembering Romance and Starting Over’s Second Anniversary

Starting Over available HERE

By Starla Kaye

When I was first married (what seems like a gazillion years ago), I loved creating special romantic nights for my husband and I. He is an accountant now and was studying to become one back then. Accountant type should immediately give you a certain expectation: on the boring side at times.

Actually it was, and still is, more that he has no imagination outside of the accounting world. That doesn’t mean I don’t love him dearly. But the “fun” stuff and special nights have always been basically up to me. Of course, he has always been more than pleased to join in. From my experience, men are really not all that complicated when it comes to romance/sex. You even hint at offering and they are all over it.

I can’t believe that it has already been two years since Starting Over was published as part of the 1 Night Stand Series. In celebration of this special event, I want to share with you a look into Corbin and Matt’s life as it is now. It’s something just for fun because I love looking back at my characters.

At this time Corbin and Matt are settled into their relationship. Life is good for them, their businesses more successful than ever.

Matt’s love for the man who has trusted him to guide him into the world of male loving is so strong that he worries about something happening to ruin everything. This is their second anniversary of finding one another. Neither he nor Corbin are particularly sentimental, but he wants to do something extra special in honor of this moment in time that changed their lives. Corbin has been exceptionally busy these last few months. He drags home after long days at the office. He isn’t eating right. Tossing and turning at night as he struggles with work-related details is far too common, leaving them both tired the next morning. And all they seem to have time for lately is a quick brush of the lips before Corbin races out of the house. Sex has become little more than a fading memory.

Today that all changes.

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Corbin sank into his desk chair with a heavy sigh. Yet another lunch meeting done with. Thank God. He was so damn tired. If he kept up this crazy schedule, he didn’t think he’d survive. Matt. The man was a saint, putting up with all of it, putting up with him. Corbin couldn’t remember the last time they’d…

Best to not go there. He sure didn’t have time for thinking about sex. Certainly not for enduring the hard-on he got whenever he even thought about Matt in that way.

He forced his mind back to business. He hadn’t had a day free in over two months. It felt like there hadn’t been an hour free of client meetings, staff meetings, or meetings in connection with the complicated merger his firm was involved in. Some days he thought he even needed to schedule time to go home and drop exhausted into bed. And wasn’t that just pitiful!

Resigned to spending the rest of this Friday afternoon and night in August in some kind of meeting, he flicked on his monitor and pulled up his calendar. There had to be a mistake. Every hour for the remainder of today clear up to midnight was filled in with GYSAH. What the hell?

He looked down at the midnight spot and leaned forward to see the words more clearly. GYSAH: Get Your Sweet Ass Home.

He smiled, feeling immediate pleasure and relief. His work day was finished. Matt had seen to that. Matt had found a way to get them time to be together. Corbin should have marked time off for his lover himself. But he wasn’t going to waste any more precious time worrying about feeling guilty. He was out of here!

I had originally planned to go into more of their romantic night together, but now I’ve decided to just leave to your own imagination.

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(Cowboy Dreamin’) – Back to cowboys

by Starla Kaye

I am thrilled to announce that I have a new contract with 1Night Stand for Cowboy Dreamin’. My first two books with 1NS didn’t have cowboys, nor did my Edge book, but my gay romance that wasn’t part of a series, The CEO and the Cowboy, got me back to writing about some of my favorite men: cowboys.

Cowboy Dreamin’ not only has one cowboy hero but two, plus a spunky heroine.

Kendra Barlow has a lousy good track record with love and romance, and she doesn’t have time in her life to try again. That doesn’t mean she can’t fantasize about it. Her dreams always include a hunky cowboy showing her a real good time in bed or out of it. And she envisions him eventually coming to her wearing a white hat, riding a white stallion, and carrying her off to a Happily Ever After.

But those are all dreams. It won’t ever happen to her, especially if she never even dates a cowboy.

Then her best friend convinces her to at least try Madame Evangeline’s matchmaking services for one special night with a cowboy. Kendra is resistant, unsure if she wants to have reality ruin her fantasies. What if he’s a jerk? What if he’s a real disappointment? What if….

But Madame Evangeline goes that extra step for Kendra. She makes an arrangement with two cowboys! They’re ranching partners with emotional baggage of their own. The Kansas cowboys are totally out of place when they come see her in Kauai. They are denim-wearing, six-packed, absolute stud muffins in low-tipped Stetsons. And they are hers! For one night only, God help her.

I had such fun writing about my purple-haired heroine who shakes up Shane’s and Carson’s lives from the moment Kendra comes hip shimming in a pink grass skirt into their world. Nobody gets what they expected. And nobody cares.