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Two Boys, One Cabin – Chapter Preview

Hello, Readers! I’m chugging along on my NaNoWriMo adventure. I’m not quite on track (yay real life and Crows Don’t Sing edits!), but am getting close to it. I have a TWO BOYS, ONE CABIN chapter preview for you!

About the Book:

When Alex agreed to spend spring break camping with his best friend from college, he expected Emily to actually go with him. Stuck in her dorm with the flu, Emily convinces Alex to go enjoy the outdoors and finish working on his master’s degree thesis. Alex has never been much for the great outdoors, but some peace and quiet away from a bustling college campus is too tempting to pass up. Loaded down with hastily bought camping supplies and enough bug spray to fumigate an apartment complex, Alex heads off into adventure.

But, Emily forgot to mention one minor detail: her brother, Ryan. Now Alex is stuck inside a tiny cabin in the middle of nowhere, with no cell service, no heat and a distractingly handsome man who is completely off-limits. As his thesis goes nowhere, Alex may go insane from attempting to act as hetero as possible around Ryan, if the mosquitoes don’t eat him alive first.


Chapter Preview

Eyes full of sleep and feeling groggy, it takes me a moment to figure out I’m not in my dorm room back in Harrison House. The crocheted blanket may be fugly, but it’s soft and warm, and I’m reluctant to pull it down from over my face. The curtains had done a poor job at blocking even the forest-muted sunlight, so I’d used the blanket as a makeshift sleeping mask. After carting in my supplies, countless trips’ worth, I had set my books down on the table and flopped down on the couch. I’d had every intention of getting back up, finding the shower and washing away the road trip smell. Apparently, I didn’t.

The lamp near my head is still on, but I think it’s darker outside. The lamp feels brighter, as if it’s fighting harder against the shadows looming in through the windows. It’s gotten a bit colder, too, with the darkness. And quieter, if that’s possible. Except

Is that someone breathing?

Did I lock the front door?

What do bears sound like when they’re breathing?

Oh, now you’re just being stupid.

And why do I get the feeling I’m being watched?

A cold chill races up the back of my neck. With growing trepidation as my imagination runs wild, I tug the blanket down a bit so that one of the crocheted holes lines up with my eye. There is… There is something standing at the end of the couch. I blink against shadows playing tricks on my eyes, but the big looming figure remains. There is something standing at the end of the couch!

“Holy shit!” Yelping, I leap to my feet. Or, at least I attempt to. My legs get tangled in the blanket and I end up on my ass next to the coffee table. Lamely, I hold the blanket up as a shield.

“Who are you?” the shadow asks and takes a step closer.

So, not a bear. I can at least reason with the man, then. Unless it’s an unreasonable psycho-killer.

“A-a-alex. Alex Kingsley. I’m friends with Emily Sutton. Her family owns this cabin.”

“Is that so?” The man has his arms crossed, grey flannel shirt over a black t-shirt on top of blue jeans. I have no idea how old he is or what he looks like, because I’m too much of a coward to meet his eyes. He didn’t leave his boots by the door though. I can see those giant mud stompers just fine.

With a gulp, I manage an unconfident “yes?” Because it sounds so much better as a question, Alex…

“Where is she, then?” Tall, Dark and Brooding asks.

“She’s back on campus.” Inhale. Exhale. “We were going to come together, but she’s sick with some sort of vomit-inducing super bug. She gave me the key, the one with the fish for a keychain, along with a crazy set of directions and a command to work on my thesis. You don’t really tell Emily ‘no’, you see, so I-”

“No shit,” the man says, followed by a small laugh. “So, you’re Kingsley?”

My thoughts stutter to a stop. “Y-yes?” I don’t know, am I?… “Yes. I’m Alex. You’ve heard of me?”

And that’s about the time I get enough courage, and stupidity, to look up at his face and oh. My. God.


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I can’t wait to share Ryan & Alex with you all!

In other news, CROWS DON’T SING will be released on Patreon next week, and will be available at online retailers on Dec. 5th!




Crows Don’t Sing Chapter Preview #2

About the book:

Deputy Sheriff James Darcy has been chasing after Jude since high school, when she showed up out of nowhere and gave him a black eye for picking on a freshman. For just as long, Jude has been running away from James and all the things he makes her feel. As Johnson County begins to burn around them in the midst of scandal, they will have to sideline their chase and work together to save The Stables, their friends, and the entire county from the fires of corruption. The corruption in Johnson County runs deep and old, though, and it will force Jude and James to dredge up unwanted memories and face misunderstood pasts if they have any hope of building a future together. Set in Texas, The Stables is a Contemporary Romance series with light BDSM elements and mature themes.

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Jude

“Eh, Mamá,” I whisper softly with a shake of her elbow in my grasp. “It’s eight; time for your pills.”

No quiero,” she whines, batting me away before covering her face from the morning sun.

Please, Mamá,” I lose the whisper and try begging instead. It’s Saturday, so I’ve got the time, but Lord knows I’m lacking in patience. “I’ll make pancakes if you get up and take your medicine.”

A huff from under the blanket then it inches down to expose one brown eye. “With bacon?”

It’s like haggling with a toddler. “I think I have some.”

“And eggs?”

“No eggs. The doctor said they-”

“Pfft, what’s a doctor know? If I die tomorrow, then I would like to have had some eggs.”

Ay, Mamá,” and this is such an old battle. “If I give you eggs, then you must drink the shake.”

“Feh!” She pulls the covers up once more. “No. I stay in bed, you go drink the shake.”

“My iron is fine. Yours, however, is not. That is why the prescription says Anita Ramirez, not Judith.”

“You should go double check. I’ll wait here.”

A tiny laugh bubbles up through my frustration. This is a good morning. On the bad mornings, when her teasing is replaced with yelling or crying, I become thankful for mornings like this. On mornings like this, everything else can wait.

“Maybe I should check the bacon too, then,” I tease back, my fingers running into her greying chestnut hair. “I think it said ‘for Judith only’ on the label.”

“You wouldn’t eat it without me, eh?” comes the dare from beneath the blanket.

“I would.”

“You would,” she sighs and lowers the blanket. “Because you are me, and I am you.”

I smile, because it is such a good day. “Sí, Mamá, because I am you.”


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The Death of a Series

Hello Readers! It’s time for another round of great posts from Science Fiction Romance Brigade authors. This month, I’m discussing a topic that can be hard for some, authors and readers alike. When do you decide to call it quits on a book series?

For me as an author, deciding to end a series is hard. I tend to only write in series, and I always seem to have ‘one more book’ in my head after I’ve finished writing the last one. For my space opera romance series, the Corwint Central Agent Files, I don’t see it ever ending. For Celestial Seasons, I decided to end the series after the fourth book, but I have a fifth book partially written in my head.

Then there’s my latest venture in sci-fi romance, Not In Kansas Anymore. When I wrote it, I launched it as the first book in a series, The Artecht Alliance. Last week, I realized I just didn’t have a second book in me anytime soon. I changed the covers and updated the book listings. Not In Kansas Anymore is now a stand-alone book, set in a universe which I may or may not add to in the future.

Writing books in a series can lead to writer’s fatigue. You can get boxed into having to write that next book, when in your head you have ideas for new universes. And sometimes, like with Not In Kansas Anymore, you need to know when to step back and cut ties, even if this may disappoint some readers.

What about reading a series? Do you, as readers, prefer the standard trilogy concept? How many books in a series is too many? As I make plans to write my 12th book set in the Corwint universe, I have to wonder if I’m wearing my readers out, or if I’m not writing them fast enough…


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Two Boys, One Cabin – A NaNoWriMo Adventure

NaNoWriMo is here!! Every November, scores of writers challenge themselves to write a 50k word novel in one month. This year, I am taking up the challenge. I have chosen to write a M/M Romantic Comedy that has been in my ‘ideas’ folder for a couple years.

I will be releasing excerpts here, and full chapters to my Patreon supporters. Patreon supporters will receive the book free when it’s done. For now, here is the cover and the blurb. If you are participating in NaNoWriMo this month, I’d love to add you as a writing buddy!


When Alex agreed to spend spring break camping with his best friend from college, he expected Emily to actually go with him. Stuck in her dorm with the flu, Emily convinces Alex to go enjoy the outdoors and finish working on his master’s degree thesis. Alex has never been much for the great outdoors, but some peace and quiet away from a bustling college campus is too tempting to pass up. Loaded down with hastily bought camping supplies and enough bug spray to fumigate an apartment complex, Alex heads off into adventure.

But, Emily forgot to mention one minor detail: her brother, Ryan. Now Alex is stuck inside a tiny cabin in the middle of nowhere, with no cell service, no heat and a distractingly handsome man who is completely off-limits. As his thesis goes nowhere, Alex may go insane from attempting to act as hetero as possible around Ryan, if the mosquitoes don’t eat him alive first.


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Crows Don’t Sing Chapter Preview

About the book:

Deputy Sheriff James Darcy has been chasing after Jude since high school, when she showed up out of nowhere and gave him a black eye for picking on a freshman. For just as long, Jude has been running away from James and all the things he makes her feel. As Johnson County begins to burn around them in the midst of scandal, they will have to sideline their chase and work together to save The Stables, their friends, and the entire county from the fires of corruption. The corruption in Johnson County runs deep and old, though, and it will force Jude and James to dredge up unwanted memories and face misunderstood pasts if they have any hope of building a future together. Set in Texas, The Stables is a Contemporary Romance series with light BDSM elements and mature themes.

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James

The first thought that crosses my mind as my boot heels clack against the old wooden porch is that I really shouldn’t be here. In fact, I should probably be anywhere but here. God have mercy, I’ve finally lost my damn mind.

Fisting my shaking hand, I knock three times on the door. A heavy sigh exhales as the hand falls back to my side, and my heart races against my chest. So many times, I’ve thought about this moment. About being here where I shouldn’t be. About giving in to what I’ve wanted for so long.

And before this house, this porch and this quaint neighborhood, it was the five trailers over from my mom’s, in Alvarado’s only official trailer park. Back then, we’d both been dirt poor and fighting to raise our heads above our circumstances. Back then, Jude still didn’t give me the time of day unless she was beating my ass for being an idiot.

Back then, I’d sneak out at night to stare at the light in her bedroom window, wondering how we’d both gotten stuck in that park; both with single mothers, only hers was a-

“James?”

The door opens and Jude’s looking at me like I’m completely lost, and maybe a bit crazy. I’m pretty damn sure I’m both right now. I try and smile to cover all the uncertainties.

Just seeing her in daylight, outside the club’s red lights or without her courtroom pants-suit armor on, has my heartstrings twitching… and other things. Damn. Her cinnamon eyes are glowing in the dusk’s muted orange sunlight, those full lips of hers are slightly pursed, and her short, compact body with all its glorious curves has me at attention.

And so does my realization that she’s dressed up a bit. Like she’s going out. On a date?

Well, ain’t that just peachy.

“Hey, Jude.” As always, that song starts singing in my head.

“Is everything okay?” she asks, stepping onto the porch and closing the door behind her. “I filed the restraining order on behalf of Sarah, but Bruce can’t officially order it until Monday.”

Damn. I definitely should have called first. Not even two words out of my mouth, and she’s gone into lawyer mode – as if our jobs and our mutual friends would be the only reason I should ever have my boots on her front porch.

“They found Kylie, and she’s okay.”

“I know.” Her words to me are stiff, as they always seem to be when we aren’t at The Stables. “Everyone sent me a text last night, letting me know.”

Disappointment sours my gut when she stops there, failing to mention the text I sent her. Did Brandon pull another joke on me and give me some stranger’s number? Hell, I’d been so shocked when he handed it over, telling me to call her, that I hadn’t had the mind to be as suspicious as I should’ve been.

Years now, I’ve been dropping hints at The Stables to try and coax the number from her. I tried using work as an excuse, too, but she’d always give me her office number at the courthouse. Maybe she had good reason not to give it to me, and this morning I’d crossed a line.

Dammit. But, it ain’t like she doesn’t drop hints of her own. I swear, she’s fighting me for reasons that neither one of us understands.

“James?”

Clearing my throat, I take off my grey, badge-pinned Stetson and hold it in my hands to try and keep them still. “Sorry, I wasn’t sure if you’d heard,” or got my message… “And I just got off shift, so I thought I’d stop by.”

“Surprised you remember where I live.”

“Yeah, it’s been a while.”

Technically, I haven’t been here since delivering the bad news about Matias, but, off the record, I drive by the place on a regular basis. She wants her space, and I’ve tried my damnedest to respect that, but maybe after all the crazy that’s happened with everyone in the past few months… I don’t know, maybe I’m tired of the space.

One of her small, deceptively delicate-looking hands raises to her ample hips, and I know I’m in trouble. “Was there anything else, officer?”

Ouch. Dismissed.

Why is it on Fridays I can play the Dom as easy as second nature, but the rest of the time I’m dancing to the crack of her whip? I’m a bit of a Switch, I know, but I’m no pure submissive. Except when it comes to Judith, and it’s so damn confusing. 


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