Introducing Xander Kane -- with a NEW RELEASE! Night of the Dead is OUT NOW

If you were a fan of my early stories (The Master's New Toy... The Duke's Plaything... Bears in Bondage... etc) then you just might like Xander Kane.

Xander is my new nom de plume for writing erotica like I did early on.

And this first story is a fun, creepy, little Halloween tale with plenty of sexy fun.

After losing a bet with his friends while vacationing in New Orleans, Tig is forced to jump over one of the guarded cemetery walls and spend one hour in the dark amongst the dead. He's scared out of his mind. It being the night before Halloween doesn't help his nerves, either.

But Tig finds more than he bargained for inside those walls. He's not alone...

A group of men gather there for a ceremony of sorts... one that places Tig naked and on his knees before them. Before the night of the dead is over, he'll be claimed, body and soul.

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Sunday Spotlight - RJ Richards and Taken

Welcome RJ Richards back to Sunday Spotlight. This week's book is TAKEN, the second in the Mate Them series.


Jake has been part of the resistance against the alien invasion since the day they arrived on his ruined planet. Sure, his job might be collecting much needed supplies for the resistance fighters, but Jake has always been proud to do his small part in protecting his people.

So, when he’s asked to head inland to hunt out much-needed wiring, Jake goes willingly. If he can steer clear of the crumbling ruins, the wild animals, and the scavengers that live in the old cities, he’ll be home in no time.

But, what Jake doesn’t realize is that there aren’t just wild animals and scavengers in the old cities anymore. Three Kal’vo explorers are there, and they have been given very specific instructions in how to deal with any humans that cross their paths…

Jake is about to find out the reason that the aliens have come to his planet…and it is not going to be anything close to what he has imagined…

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Chapter One

Beginnings

The straps of Jake’s backpack were digging into the curves of his shoulders. They’d been doing that all morning and all afternoon, and Jake was getting damn sick of it. What had been nothing more than a slight irritation as the sun rose in the sky earlier in the day, was fast becoming a deep annoyance now that the sun began to dip its way down into the horizon.

He frowned as he ran his fingers underneath the straps to try and adjust them. The fabric that he’d sewn into the underside some months past felt thinner than it had in a long time. It was wearing out. That meant that Jake would have to find some new material soon to cushion the straps.

His frown deepened. That was easier said than done.

He rolled his shoulders as the backpack settled into a slightly more comfortable position. It wouldn’t last for long, and he knew that when he pulled the backpack off, the skin around his shoulders would be red and inflamed.

How much longer would he have to carry it? He looked up at the sky. The sun was fast falling below the skyline. Another hour maybe and it would disappear for the night. Jake wanted to make camp long before that. He had to find a spot soon and start preparing himself for the darkness ahead.

He rolled his shoulders again as he looked around. He wasn’t as familiar as he’d once been with the area that he now found himself in. It had been, what, maybe a year since he’d come this far inland? It hadn’t changed much so far as he could see, but then, why would it? Almost no one lived out here anymore; they hadn’t for a very long time. The only life that Jake had encountered in the five days since he’d left his settlement on the coast was the kind that he could easily catch and eat. And, those life forms were not the kind to change the area. They might burrow in the ground, might even make a nest here or there, but they couldn’t alter the landscape. Only his people had ever done that.

And maybe the aliens, too.

Jake couldn’t help the shiver that ran through him at that thought. He cast his gaze around the area, looking for… what?

Proof that he was still alone?

Confirmation that the only life out here was him and the critters?

Of course, nothing moved. Nothing had really moved for the entirety of the time he’d spent on this crumbling road.

He looked down at it. At the surface that he’d been walking for five, long days, and would likely continue to walk for several days more. He knew that it had once been a deep, black surface, made of something called asphalt. But, over time, nature had worn away at it until it was now a mixture of light, gray stones and yellow and brown branches. Some of those branches had crackling, brown leaves on them. Had they once been green? Maybe, but surely it was a very long time ago now.

Jake frowned once more and looked up from the road. It went on for hundreds of miles. It had once been a road that connected many parts of the country. When Jake first joined the resistance, agreeing to do what he could to help them find the supplies they so desperately needed in their fight against the alien invaders, the leader—Cal—had shown him a map that crackled like the leaves on the branches. The road he now stood on had been part of that map. He remembered thinking that it would take months to walk the entire length of it, and then some.

His mission wouldn’t last quite that long. He was hoping to be home before the month was through.

With that thought in mind, Jake moved across the road and made his way up a small incline that led to a scrubby bunch of bushes. Something was rusting in the middle of them. Jake could see jagged spikes of metal pushing through the earth under his feet. He thought it was likely that there was a vehicle of some kind buried under the incline. That wasn’t unusual. Even this far inland had not been spared when the tsunamis had rushed in and swallowed everything in their path.

Jake kicked at the earth. It was compacted, wouldn’t be moving for him any time soon. Didn’t matter, the supplies Jake were looking for wouldn’t be buried under the ground, they’d be in one of the buildings up ahead, the tall ones, the ones that had survived the chaos that had destroyed what had once been a great and impressive city.

Jake placed a hand against his head to shield his eyes as he looked out at the buildings that he’d been told were once called skyscrapers. How far away were they? A day, two, maybe three? He planned to check each one until he found what he was looking for, and then he would loop around and make his way back to the settlement on the coast where the resistance had their camp.

Jake swiveled a hundred and eighty degrees, looking back at the path that he’d walked, at the place he called home. Of course, he couldn’t see the settlement from here, but what he could see was them.

The aliens.

Their ship.

Right there in the sky.

A shiver ran through Jake again. How could it not? Adrenaline always hit when he looked up at something that had once been unbroken blue and white, sometimes even gray, but was now marred by a huge spaceship dominating the skyline.

They called it the mothership. They suspected that it was where all the aliens waited. For what, the resistance did not know, and Jake certainly didn’t. But, in the seven months since the mothership had arrived, halting in the sky not far from their settlement, not a single alien had come down from that ship and into the settlements.

Sure, they saw scout ships, strange, metallic spheres that roamed the land, doing who knew what, but those ships were unmanned. There were no aliens aboard them.

No, the aliens were all up there… and so were some of the humans... some of Jake’s own people.

Jake swallowed against the sudden lump in his throat at that thought. Fact was, and though he would never admit it to anyone else in the resistance, it both scared and intrigued Jake to think that there were people up there, on that ship, and who knew what was happening to them?

Because, they had to be up there, where else could they possible be? It had been just seven months since the aliens had arrived, since that mothership had entered the atmosphere and released those strange scout ships, but in that time a lot of people had disappeared.

It was just one at first, then two, and then before they even realized what was happening it was a hundred or more, all taken from the settlements along the coast.

One day they were there.

The next they were gone.

Maybe if this had been a few decades ago, a time back when the world was full of billons of people, they wouldn’t even have noticed it. Back when cities like the one Jake now found himself in were still standing, before the seas had swept in, before the energy crisis, and before the devastating and likely final, world war, maybe it would have been different then.

It wasn’t though.

They knew.

And so, the resistance.

And so, Jake’s mission.

What he was doing today, and in the days ahead, would help those people up there trapped on that ship. Jake wasn’t quite sure how. He wasn’t exactly high up in the chain of command, but the resistance was planning something. To get the job done, they needed a special kind of wiring. Jake was going to find that for them. He was going to help. Despite knowing next to nothing about the aliens, about what was happening with them, what they were doing, Jake didn’t see that he had much choice.

He kicked the earth again before turning around and making his way back onto the road. He walked along it for maybe another half hour, moving faster than he had done in the previous hours, even though those damn straps continued to dig into his skin.

Eventually the road curved around another large incline and that was when Jake saw it. A small shack up ahead. It was not something that had survived the chaos but something that had been built since then, something built by the travelers that had once roamed their way around the old cities.

It wasn’t anything like the impressive buildings that still stood ahead of him, wasn’t even as secure as the structures they’d built in their settlements, but it was somewhere safe for the night ahead, somewhere that Jake could rig up his water collection system, could set his traps for the critters that slunk around during the night, and somewhere he could rest ready for another day of non-stop walking.

Safety… Jake shook his head. An alien ship marred the skyline behind him, an old city, full of crumbling structures, wild animals, and who knew what else, waited up ahead.

Safety was not something that Jake had expected when he signed on to the resistance. He doubted it was something that he would experience again until the aliens went back to wherever the hell they had come from.

Jake was sure that in some way he helping that happen.

What else could he do?

NEW RELEASE: The Hitman's Weakness (Hitman, 2) by Kelex

Tony and Carter are back for The Hitman's Weakness. A continuation of their story -- they're now in Europe, running from Tony's past and trying to make a new future for themselves.

Antony Rosetta has found freedom with his lover Carter at his side. Running off to Europe after retiring from his job as a professional hitman, he's sure he's hidden his tracks well enough…

Until a killer's gun is trained on Carter.

After they escape, they find an unlikely ally who helps them out of a rough spot. Tony doesn't trust easily, and his hackles stay up long after they need to be. Or have they?

Tony soon realizes he loves Carter too much to keep the man in mortal danger. Can he find the strength to send the man away?

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  Carter had had a little too much to drink, along with a bit too much dancing. He’d taken off his shirt about an hour before. Sweat glistened off his bare chest as he moved and swayed under the pulsing lights of the dance floor.

The smile on his face was the best part of all.

If only I could be that carefree.

Tony watched them moving from his spot in the shadowed booth. The pair moved in time to the music, writhing against one another much the same way he and Carter would later tonight, when they were back at their rented flat, alone together.

Seeing Carter like this was… stimulating.

It shouldn’t have been. The whole reason he’d paid for Carter’s remaining education was to ensure the man stopped his career as an escort. The thought of another man touching what was his…

But this was different.

Even though he wasn’t involved in the touching—and someone else was caressing his man—being a spy to it was a turn-on he struggled to comprehend.

After a moment, Carter’s stare moved in his direction. Did his lover know the thoughts going through his mind? Tony held that stare, even though he wasn’t sure his lover could see him in the dark. He hoped Carter could sense the lust he felt across the gap separating them. Suddenly, he felt quite sure the man could. Carter’s hips began to sway in a much more seductive manner. He licked his lips, the desire on his handsome face intoxicating.

Tony’s cock twitched. He moved slightly, adjusting himself as he grew thicker.

The song ended. Carter’s dance partner urged him to keep dancing, but Carter’s stare kept moving toward Tony. He stalked back to the booth, his body language setting Tony’s libido on edge.

His lover was horny, and it came off in thick waves.

Carter climbed onto his lap, straddling him.

There was no doubt they were both hard as stone. Carter pressed his lips to Tony’s, tasting of the sweet mixed drink he’d imbibed not long before. Tony moved his hand to the back of Carter’s neck and deepened the kiss, marking his claim.

When they were both breathless, they parted, gasping for air.

“Dance with me,” Carter mumbled into his ear.

Tony turned to look at his lover. The music was too loud, or maybe he was too old. He was barely forty, but felt like the old man out compared to the crowd in the club. He knew he was living vicariously through Carter. Tony had never lived a life where he could be so carefree and without looking over his shoulder.

There was a lightness to Carter. It matched Tony’s darkness.

He had an unexplainable need to be near the man.

It had nothing to do with his looks, although Carter was exceptionally handsome. Given where he’d grown up, Carter should’ve been harder, rougher around the edges. Something had allowed him to escape that place without a dark mark on his soul.

Like Tony’s suffered.

But then, Tony had been raised by a low-level mobster and mentored by a mafia boss. Everyone around him had evil in him.

Except Carter.

A wave of disco lights washed over his lover, illuminating the man in bright pinks and blues. They shifted to gold and then to silver. In any light, Carter was stunning. He only grew sexier as the days passed… as Tony felt the connection they had strengthening.

“I don’t dance,” Tony murmured against Carter’s ear.

“You dance every single night with me,” Carter answered back. He sat up straighter, his eyebrow continuing to rise even after he stopped moving.

Visions of what Tony had planned for later twirled through his mind. We’ll be dancing, all right. He grinned slyly.

“Come on,” Carter pleaded against his ear. “I don’t want to dance with other men. I want to dance with you.”

Sunday Spotlight - April Andrews and Free the Beasts

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Excerpt

Patrick, the head scientist of this little freak show, loved to suck cock. And not just now and then, and not just as a prelude to the main event, but all the time, and as often as he possibly could. In that he reminded Ellis of Dr. Christian.

Dr. Christian…Ellis sighed…it was actually Dr. Christian’s fault that Ellis found himself in his current position.

Stuck in a lab.

Trapped in a lab.

And at the mercy of all the shifters in here who wanted to get their hands on a hot, little omega.

Well, Ellis frowned, it wasn’t just Dr. Christian. Ellis had to take a little bit of the blame. After all, no one had forced him to accept Christian’s advances, no one had forced his cock into Christian’s mouth…and no one could have known that Dr. Christian’s wife would walk in on them just as they were getting into the swing of things.

She had not been happy. Ellis could remember well the look on her face as she caught her husband with a mouth full of cum. As a ranking scientist in Meta Pharmaceuticals, she had ultimately been responsible for sending Ellis here.

A puzzle she’d called it.

He only had to find his way out the other side.

Only then would he be able to return to his old life.

Of course, she’d neglected to mention that there were three beasts between him and the other side of the lab, and that each and every one of them were expecting to be pleasured by the latest omega introduced into their environment.

She probably imagined it as a fitting punishment. Ellis getting his just desserts. Ellis had too in the beginning, once he realized exactly what was happening.