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Sunday, February 24, 2019

Sunday Spotlight -- J. Scott Coatsworth and Ithani *GIVEAWAY*

Welcome J. Scott Coatsworth to Sunday Spotlight! He's sharing a bit from his new release...

Ithani
Oberon Cycle, 3
J Scott Coatsman
Publisher: Dreamspinner
Release Date: Tuesday, February 19, 2019
Format: Paperback, eBook
Word Count: 97K
Cover Artist: Anna Sikorska

Time is running out.

After saving the world twice, Xander, Jameson and friends plunge headlong into a new crisis. The ithani--the aliens who broke the world--have reawakened from their hundred millennia-long slumber. When Xander and Jameson disappear in a flash, an already fractured world is thrown into chaos.

The ithani plans, laid a hundred thousand years before, are finally coming to pass, and they threaten all life on Erro. Venin and Alix go on a desperate search for their missing and find more than they bargained for. And Quince, Robin and Jessa discover a secret as old as the skythane themselves.

Will alien technology, unexpected help from the distant past, destiny and some good old-fashioned firepower be enough to defeat an enemy with the power to split a world? The final battle of the epic science fiction adventure that began in Skythane will decide the fate of lander and skythane alike. And in the north, the ithani rise….

Series Blurb:

Oberon is one of the natural wonders of the Universe - a half planet that shouldn’t exist, at least according to the laws of nature.

Oberon is also a nest of secrets. The Skythane - the first human colonists of Oberon - keep some of them, and so do the “landers” who work for OberCorp, the company that is exploiting the planet for its natural resources.

Now Oberon is in danger. A solar flare threatens to end most life on the planet, but an ancient prophecy leads Quince, Xander, Jameson and a small group of landers and skythane on an epic quest to save the planet - and unravel its secrets along the way.

Other challenges await on the horizon, for the world, and its inhabitants. Will they find the answers they need, and their way to each other, in time?



Genres: sci fi, space opera
Pairings: Various queer characters
Necessary to Read Previous Books: Yes



Excerpt:

Venin stood under the dome of the chapel, the waters of the Orn rushing past the small island to crash over the edge of the crater rim, where they fell a thousand meters to the broken city of Errian below.
The Erriani chapel was different from what he was used to back home. The Gaelani chapel in Gaelan had sat at the top of a tall pillar of stone, open to the night sky, a wide space of grass and trees that intertwined in a natural dome through which moonlight filtered down to make dappled shadows on the ground.
This chapel, instead, was a wonder of streaming sunlight, the columns a polished eggshell marble with glimmering seams of gold. Red creeper vines climbed up the columns, festooned with clusters of yellow flowers that gave off a sweet scent.
Both were bright and airy, but the Erriani chapel lay under a dome supported by fluted marble columns, a painted arch of daytime sky and the rose-colored sun blazing overhead.
The last time he’d gone to chapel had been with Tazim, before his untimely death.
Long before the troubles that roiled the world now.
Something drew him back. A need to reconnect with his past. To bridge the gap between then and now, between who he was and who he had become. Taz would have liked this place.
The chapel here had survived the attack, while much of Errian had not. The city below was a jumble of broken corrinder, the multistory plants that were the main building stock for the city. They would grow again, but the sight of the city’s beautiful white towers laid low struck him to the core.
So had Gaelan looked, after the flood.
Venin turned back to the chapel and unlaced his boots, baring his muscular calves before he approached the fountain that splashed at its center. The cool flagstone beneath his feet sent a shiver up his spine, and green moss filled the gaps between the stones.
Some builder whose name was lost to time had tapped into the river itself to make the fountain run, and the water leapt into the air with a manic energy around the golden statue of Erro, before falling back down to the pool.
Venin knelt at the fountain’s edge on one of the well-worn pads, laid his hands in the shallow water, and let his wings rest over himself, making a private place to pray.
Erro and Gael, spare us from danger and lift us up into the sky with your powerful wings.He gave Erro deference, being that this was his chapel, but he hoped Gael would hear him too. The god of his own people had been known to intervene in mortal affairs before, and if what Quince had told them about these ithaniwas true, they would need all the help they could get.
Venin’s wings warmed.
He looked up in astonishment to see the statue of Erro giving off an intense golden glow. His mouth dropped open, and he stood and stared at its beautiful male curves and muscles. Maybe the gods were answering him.
Venin reached up and touched the statue’s outstretched hand. The shock knocked him backward onto his ass, and he hit the ground hard, slamming into one of the marble columns.
Venin groaned, stunned, and reached back to feel his wings and spine. He seemed to be in one piece.
Taz would have laughed his ass off at the whole thing.
After a moment he sat up cautiously. He wrapped his arms around his legs and stared up at the statue, his chin on his knees.
The glow was gone.
Did I imagine it?He stood and felt the back of his head. A lump was already forming there. That’s gonna leave a mark.
Something had changed. Venin didn’t know what yet, but he was sure of that much.
He pulled his boots back on and laced them up. With one last suspicious glare at the statue, he turned and stepped out of the chapel, taking a deep breath of the moisture-laden air.
Then he leapt into the sky to soar down to the broken city.

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Giveaway:

Scott is giving away a $50 Amazon gift card and ten copies of "The Stark Divide," the first book in his other trilogy,  his other trilogy, "Liminal Sky," with this tour. Enter via Rafflecopter:



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Author Bio:

Scott lives between the here and now and the what could be. Indoctrinated into fantasy and sci fi by his mother at the tender age of nine, he devoured her library. But as he grew up, he wondered where the people like him were.

He decided it was time to create the kinds of stories he couldn’t find at Waldenbooks. If there weren’t gay characters in his favorite genres, he would remake them to his own ends.

His friends say Scott’s brain works a little differently – he sees relationships between things that others miss, and gets more done in a day than most folks manage in a week. He seeks to transform traditional sci fi, fantasy, and contemporary worlds into something unexpected.

A Rainbow Award winning author, he runs Queer Sci Fi and QueeRomance Ink with his husband Mark, sites that bring queer people together to promote and celebrate fiction reflecitng their own reality.

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Sunday, December 24, 2017

Sunday Spotlight - RJ Richards and Invaded

Welcome RJ Richards to SundaySpotlight. RJ has already been a source of drama upon release -- when his book was BANNED by AMAZON!  If you're a fan of super dark dub-con, this book just might be up your alley...

INVADED

Mate Them

RJ Richards



English Edition


Danny has been part of the human resistance against the alien invasion since the day they arrived on his ruined planet. But when a daring mission goes awry, Danny is captured by the alien force and taken to the one place he has tried to avoid for so long. Their mothership. And it is a place where humans are known to go but never to return...


The Kal’vo have come to Earth with one mission and one mission only – to breed the remaining humans. Danny is the perfect addition to their breeding stock, and now they have him on their ship they’re going to do everything in their power to ensure that he submits to their demands.


But Danny has no intention of submitting...not to the first alien who comes for him...and certainly not to any of the others that follow. But Danny has never met males like these and it may be that before long, he starts to wonder exactly what he is resisting against…



BANNED BY AMAZON

UPDATE:  *An edited version has been loaded to Amazon that omits some of the harder dub-con that prevented Amazon from accepting it -- copies on the following sites are the original, full story*



EXCERPT

It happened before Danny even realized it, before he could even think to stop it, and before he could even think to escape it. The top of the platform, the place where he was right next to, the place that had looked completely innocuous, suddenly came alive. Thick, silver chains snaked out from the sides of it and wrapped themselves around Danny’s arms. They pulled on them so before Danny could so much as gasp his arms were outstretched and locked into place.

As Danny tensed and pulled on his outstretched arms, the platform bed began to move. It lifted up, lifted Danny up, so that before long he was completely upright, directly in front of the alien, held tight to the platform, no escape possible.

“No!” Danny roared, but the alien ignored him.

He looked down at the bottom of the platform and waited for a moment. Chains soon came from the bottom too and wrapped around Danny’s ankles, pulling his legs into place, holding them wide open like his arms. A moment more and the platform started to vibrate. A whistling sounded in Danny’s ears, and his body started to shake.

For one awful moment Danny thought he was going to feel the pain that he had felt earlier. How could he possibly resist whatever the alien was going to do to him if he was doubled over in agony? But the pain didn’t come. Instead, and to Danny’s horror, his clothes started to fall away from his body, fluttering off him in tiny pieces, so that before long Danny’s body was bare and naked, his soft cock exposed to the alien’s hungry view.

The alien nodded at that and pulled Danny’s sneakers off his feet. He threw them over his shoulder. They landed on the floor with a thud.

“This is what I require,” the alien said.

Tension gripped Danny. His stomach clenched from it. He was now completely trapped. Completely vulnerable. He could do absolutely nothing to stop whatever was going to come next.

“Don’t,” he gasped.

The alien simply smiled. He moved forwards, positioning himself in a very obvious way. He placed each of his palms against the platform bed, one either side of Danny’s body. And then, slowly, so that Danny could see every movement, the alien lowered himself onto the floor.

Danny knew what the alien had planned the moment he licked his lips. Panic and fear shot through Danny at the prospect.

He tried to squirm away.

He tried to pull against the chains.

But they held firm.

There was nowhere to go.

There was no escape.

There was no stopping this!

The first touch of the alien’s tongue against Danny’s soft cock made that absolutely clear. Danny gasped from the contact. Gasped from how it felt. Again, he tried to shift his body, but it was impossible. The chains on the bed held Danny firm, and the alien took full advantage of that fact. He licked Danny from the root of his cock all the way to the head. And then he licked again. As Danny panted and squirmed, the alien licked his cock over and over and over, for one minute, for two, and then for many more.

Danny gritted his teeth.

Clenched his body.

Closed his eyes tight.

But, no matter how much he tried to pretend it wasn’t happening he could feel it. Hot lapping after hot lapping and the sensations that hot tongue created could not be denied, could not be ignored, they were right fucking there!

And Danny’s cock hardened.

He could not stop it.

No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t stop it.

Under the alien’s hot tongue Danny’s cock thickened until it was fully erect. Danny snapped his eyes open and looked down, he couldn’t help himself. His cock-head was red and swollen. Pre-cum blossomed on the tip. The alien licked it up with a soft growl.

“No...” Danny gasped.

“Yes,” the alien said.

“Don’t do this,” Danny heard himself beg because what else was there now but that? For all his bravado, for all his plans, begging was his only option.

“But your cock is hard for me, human,” the alien said and there was no denying the satisfaction in his tone.

“Because you made it hard!” Danny gasped.

“I made you hard.”

Danny shook his head. “No...I...that’s not what I meant!”

“But that’s the truth,” the alien said. “And soon you will beg me to continue. Beg me to never stop from pleasuring you.” He paused. “And, I will pleasure you. Over and over I will give you exactly what you need.”

Thursday, November 2, 2017

Neuerscheinung: Gefesselt von Victoria Vallo (Gefangen, Buch 1)

Neuerscheinung Gefesselt von Victoria Vallo (Gefangen Buch 1)

#gayromancedeutsch #Gay #Erotische #ScienceFiction




Wenn du ein Verbrechen auf Vaharis 6 begangen hast, gibt es mehr als einen Weg, um deine Strafe abzuarbeiten…

Matthew weiß, heute ist seine letzte Chance. Wenn er kein Angebot bekommt, seine Strafe außerhalb der Mauern des Gefängnisses abzuarbeiten, wird er tiefer in diesen höllischen Ort geschickt und ist auf die Gnade der anderen Gefangenen angewiesen.

Varan will eigentlich nur, dass jemand seine Routinearbeit für ihn erledigt, aber als er Matthew sieht, holt ihn seine Vergangenheit ein. Er will den Mann in jeder Hinsicht unterwerfen. Und die Gier des Gefängniswärters macht es ihm möglich, sich die Chance zu erkaufen, genau das zu tun.

So wird Matthew im letzten Augenblick gerettet… nur um sich in den Fängen eines Mannes wiederzufinden, der entschlossen dazu ist, seinen Körper und seine Seele zu brechen und zu besitzen.



Kapitel eins

„Raus aus den Federn und macht euch hübsch, Jungs! Heute ist eure letzte Chance!“, rief der Wärter, als er im Zellentrakt der Untersuchungshaft auf und ab ging.

Matthew setzte sich auf und sah die anderen um ihn herum an. Alle stellten sich an die Zellentüren, um zu zeigen, dass sie Teil der heutigen Auswahl sein wollten. Die Gefängnisse auf Vaharis 6 waren seit Jahrzehnten überfüllt und unterfinanziert, aber der neue Gefängnisdirektor hatte bereits Schritte eingeleitet, um diese Situation zu ändern. Gefangene, die für kleinere Verbrechen verurteilt wurden, konnten an Privatleute ausgeliehen werden, um sie aus der Haftanstalt zu bekommen und Geld zu bringen.

Zumindest wurde es so beworben. Matthew wusste es besser. Die Gefangenen wurden praktisch verkauft, gezwungen alles zu tun, was ihnen von der Person gesagt wurde, die das Geld bezahlte. Und ihre neuen Aufseher, wie der Gefängnisdirektor sie nannte, berichteten über ihr Verhalten. Jedes schlechte Verhalten, egal wie klein, konnte bestraft werden.

Heute war der letzte Tag in diesem Monat, an dem potenzielle Aufseher kommen würden, um sie sich anzusehen. Wenn niemand an ihnen Interesse hatte, würden sie mit all den gewalttätigen Verbrechern im Hauptgefängnis zusammengesperrt werden.

Das war der einzige Grund, weshalb Matthew aufstand, um den anderen Männern in den Audienzsaal zu folgen. Obwohl der Gefängnisfriseur seine wallenden Locken abgeschnitten hatte, sah Matthew immer noch gut aus. Viel zu gut für das Gefängnis. Er wusste, dass viele der neuen Aufseher die Gefangenen für Sex missbrauchten, aber die Probleme, wenn es überhaupt welche gab, gingen dann nur von einer Person aus. Er hörte die Wachen über Dinge reden, die in der Vergangenheit mit Männern passiert waren. Dinge, von denen er sich noch nicht einmal vorgestellt hatte, dass sie im Gefängnis passieren würden. Und er würde alles tun, um am Ende des Tages aus diesem Ort herauszukommen.

Als er in dem großen Raum am Ende des Flurs war, stellte Matthew sich in die Nähe der Glaswand. Die potentiellen Aufseher standen mit dem Gefängnisdirektor auf der anderen Seite und tranken mit ihm. Sie beäugten die Gefangenen ganz genau, aber die Gefangenen konnten die Aufseher solange nicht sehen, bis diese sich bereit erklärt hatten, einen Deal zu machen. Ein Wärter würde den Gefangenen beiseite ziehen und ihm die Bedingungen des Aufsehers mitteilen. Natürlich hatten die Aufseher in der Vergangenheit oft darüber gelogen, was ihre Absichten mit den Männern angingen. Dieser Teil wurde vom Gefängnis auch niemals überprüft.

Matthew ging fast eine Stunde lang auf und ab, und beobachtete die vielen anderen Männer, die an die Seite gezogen wurden. Er dachte darüber nach, sein Hemd ausziehen. Einige der anderen Männer taten das, um ihre Muskeln und ihre Kraft zu zeigen und somit diejenigen Aufseher zu ködern, die auf der Suche nach jemandem zum ficken waren. Nach ein paar Momenten entschied er sich dagegen. Als er spürte, dass jemand hinter ihm auftauchte, wandte er sich hoffnungsvoll um.

Aber es war nur Tennack. Sie schliefen in verschiedenen Zellen – glücklicherweise – aber der Mann hatte ihn schon seit ihrer Ankunft vor zwei Wochen im Auge. Er war mindestens dreimal so groß wie Matthew. Er war ein Mischling. Er war definitiv teilweise menschlich, aber seine Haut hatte eine lila Färbung und er hatte Krallen anstelle von Nägeln an den Fingern und Zehen.

„Sieht aus, als ob wir kein Glück haben“, sagte Tennack.

„Wir haben noch ein paar Minuten“, antwortete Matthew und schaute weg.

„Du hast gesehen, dass ich dich beobachtet habe. Warum drehst du dich weg?“

Matthew antwortete ihm nicht.

Tennack kicherte. „Prima. Aber denk mal darüber nach. Ich könnte dich beschützen.“

Matthew drehte den Kopf und hörte zu. Er wusste, was Tennack im Gegenzug haben wollte, und es könnte sein, dass er bald nur noch wenig andere Optionen haben würde. „Wenn wir beide reingehen, meinst du?“

Tennack kam näher. „Ja. Sei meine Bitch und niemand wird dich schräg ansehen. Ich war schon mal hier. Und ich garantiere dir, dass mich keiner vergessen hat.“

„Wofür hast du gesessen?“

„Diebstahl. Wie jetzt auch.“

Skeptisch sagte Matthew: „Wenn du so ein harter Typ warst, warum haben sie dich dann rausgelassen? Bekommst du nicht ein paar Jahre extra, wenn du Scheiße baust?“

„Weil sie mich nie erwischt haben.“ Er fiel in die persönliche Wohlfühlzone von Matthew ein und griff ihm sogar an den Bizeps. „Wenn du gut bist, werde ich dich nicht schlagen. Ich werde dich jeden Abend durchs Bett ficken“, grinste er, „aber du wirst es mögen. Sobald du dich daran gewöhnt hast.“ Er trat zurück, bevor einer der Wärter herüberblickte. „Das ist das beste Angebot, das du bekommen wirst. Ein hübscher Junge wie du wird hier wirklich hart rangenommen. Wahrscheinlich bekommst du es jedes Mal von beiden Seiten. Es ist ein hartes Leben. Es wird nicht lange dauern, bis dein Arsch und dein Mund permanent gefickt werden.“

Matthew verschränkte seine Arme, um das Zittern zu stoppen. „Du willst mir nur Angst machen.“

„Verdammt richtig. Weil ich dich für mich will.“ Er zog sich langsam zurück. „Denk mal darüber nach. Ich muss sofort meinen Anspruch auf dich anmelden, um die anderen davon abzuhalten, dich zu holen. Ich würde ein oder zwei Jungs für dich umhauen, aber mehr nicht.“

„Wie romantisch.“

Tennack lachte. „Ich würde mit deinem Mundwerk vorsichtig sein. Es bringt dich sonst noch in Schwierigkeiten.“

Matthew schloss die Augen und schauderte. Als er sie öffnete, näherte sich ein Wärter. Matthew hielt den Atem an, und Verzweiflung machte sich in ihm breit, als der Mann an ihm vorbeiging. Er sackte an der Wand zusammen als ihm jemand auf die Schulter klopfte.

Es war einer der neueren Wärter. Er sah ihn von oben bis unten an. „Wie viel kannst du heben?“

„Fünfzig Pfund, denke ich“, sagte Matthew. Sein Herz raste.

Der Wärter betrachtete ihn weiter. „Das Angebot ist sechs Monate als Laufbursche, im Austausch für deine zweijährige Strafe. Sind wir im Geschäft?“

„Laufbursche?“

Der Wärter nickte kurz. „Deal?“

Matthew sah, wie die anderen Männer gruppiert wurden, um wieder auf die Untersuchungshaft-Ebene zu gehen. Der nächste Stopp wäre ihre neue Zelle, tief im Inneren des Gefängnisses. Es war vorbei – dieses Angebot würde seine einzige Chance sein.

„Deal“, sagte er und besiegelte damit sein Schicksal.

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Sunday Spotlight - April Andrews and Free the Beasts



Also find it on AMAZON

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.

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Guest Author - Victoria Vallo and Assassin's Touch

Welcome Victoria Vallo back to my blog -- today she's sharing a bit of Assassin's Touch.


Yuri has lived his entire life with no freedom, no choice. His situation only worsens when he finds out he’s being given to an assassin. He wanted to escape and explore the galaxy, but not as a killer’s plaything.


Korac wanted Yuri the moment he saw his beautiful face. He gladly cut his price for the chance to spend a month with the breathtaking young man writhing beneath him. Only imagining a few weeks of pleasure, Korac strikes the bargain, clueless as to just how perfect they truly are for each other.

But they’ll soon find out just how strange fate can be, and how quickly one touch can change everything.         





After watching his target for five minutes, Korac felt confident enough to begin pumping the gas in slowly. It was heavily concentrated in the tiny cylinder he held, and it would take several minutes for it to be dispensed. He kept his gaze on the tiny screen and watched the man’s chest rise and fall. It was almost ten minutes later when the man’s breathing stopped. Korac waited five more minutes, not satisfied until he saw blood dripping from the man’s nose. He got out his sensor and slid its probe through another vent hole. He checked life signs three times, each coming up negative. He logged that in the device and labeled it with the man’s initials. He’d transmit it on a secret channel once they were away from the system.

Korac made his way out carefully, though in his desire to return to Yuri he took one corner a bit fast and cut his leg on some jagged metal. He cursed and carried on, one thing clear in his mind.
He had to win Yuri over at all costs. The fact the man could already distract him so much while working told Korac that he’d already fallen too far to walk away.

Yuri sat reading a data pad when Korac returned. He looked up right away, his expression wary yet relieved. Had he been worried about Korac? It seemed possible. Korac got them in the air and away from the planet before returning to Yuri.

“You all right?” Korac asked as he sat down by Yuri.

“Me? You just went out on a dangerous mission. I should be asking you that,” Yuri said.

Korac shrugged. “Wasn’t dangerous. I was very careful.”

Yuri eyed his leg. “That’s blood.”

Korac looked at his torn pants and examined the cut through the tear. “It’s nothing.” But then he had an idea. He yanked his boots off and dropped his pants. “But you can patch me up real quick.”

To Korac’s surprise, Yuri actually rose and returned with a med pack. He knelt and looked at the cut before starting to clean it. “Is he dead?” Yuri asked softly.

“Yes.”

“How did you do it?”

Korac hesitated. “You want to know?”

Yuri shrugged. “Just curious.”

Korac started to say something, then stopped. When Yuri didn’t press him, he said, “Hey, Yuri?”
Yuri looked up from what he was doing.

“Are you afraid of me?” Korac asked.

“You promised not to hurt me.” Yuri rubbed healing ointment into the cut, the skin already healing over the superficial wound.

“Not what I asked.”

Yuri swallowed, which Korac had discerned he did when he was thinking or questioning his own actions. “I guess I am. A little.”

“I don’t want you to be. You aren’t taking me seriously because I started talking about love within an hour of meeting you, but I know what I want when I see it. And I go after it. It was just about how beautiful you are, at first, but I really like you. Everything.” He watched Yuri put the supplies back in the med pack, his gaze averted shyly, and then Korac leaned down and captured Yuri’s chin in his hand. “I want you. I won’t take you back to that nightmare of a life. To that bastard who treated you like chattel. I won’t give up when it comes to you, Yuri.”

“Don’t I get any say in this? Get to be more than chattel?” He sighed. “Doesn’t my happiness matter?”

“I plan on making you very happy.”

Yuri pulled out of his grip. “How would you know what will make me happy?”

“I know what makes you sigh. Makes you moan.” In a whisper, he added, “What makes you come.”

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

NEW RELEASE: Rescued, Novus Prime, 2

Daius has spent his days searching for a way into the Neptune Colony, as have many other bio-males. After failing the humans once, he’s adamant he can help free the colony. When he follows a rumor about a stolen Hje transport filled with heliotrope, he tracks down the pirates who took it—along with a piece of special cargo the Hje are anxious to retrieve.

Once he unlocks one door, he finds he needs another key.

Izak Abernathy has lived his entire life on Neptune. Trying to rebel got him locked up and left to rot. His future changes when the head of the Hje choses him as a personal servant—which puts him straight in the path of Daius.


Is Izak the key to giving Daius everything he wants?

Daius rested his head on the human’s door. He could hear the torment in the man’s voice, the pleading to be helped. Frustration filled Daius’ body, knowing there was little he could do until they got him to the station.

He fingered the medinjector in his pocket, wondering if the medicine could help the man. Would it ease some of his suffering or react to whatever drug was already swirling within his system?

Unable to stop himself, he opened the locked door and walked inside. The door slid closed behind him, leaving the room oppressively dark. He could smell the scent of seed. The human had been masturbating for hours and had found release, it seemed.

But hadn’t found solace.

“Help me,” the human whispered next to him.

“I don’t know how to help you,” Daius said, his voice raw.

“You do,” the man said, growing closer.

Daius’ eyes began to adjust to the low light and he could see the man’s outline seconds before he felt two palms move up his chest.

“You know exactly what I need,” the man said. “Fuck me. Make me come. Over and over again.”

Daius closed his eyes, knowing he shouldn’t do that. He couldn’t give this man what he was begging for, no matter how much he wanted to. “I can’t.”

“Can’t? Or won’t?” the man asked before lowering one hand and gripping Daius’ already hard shafts. “I know you want to. I know you want to stick your hot staff inside my ass and fuck me raw.”

Daius shuddered, trying to hold back. Whatever the drug was, it had turned the man into an incubus, a demon driven by his need for sex. When the demon was gone and only the human remained, would he be able to look back on these moments and know he’d done the right thing?


Saturday, May 31, 2014

June 2014 Writing Update

Hi all -- I know my communication hasn't been as good here as of late.  I've been under the gun with deadlines for other projects and traveling a bit.  In other words, I am behind on getting words on the page.

Now things have cleared up for a bit, so I will be back with my nose to the grindstone, working to get some more books out to you as soon as possible!

I've cleared my schedule for the rest of the year, with what I had originally planned.  I'm still working on a new calendar, but I do have the next few books planned. 

You guys have spoken and I've heard you loud and clear -- you love the Sci Fi stuff.  So, I've started writing a new Sci-Fi series that I'm really digging so far.  Enter the Abyss will be coming soon.  I'm almost done putting the final touches on it, so it shouldn't be much longer, at all.

After that, I'll be diving into the final Fire Dragon story -- Khaos.  I'm excited to wrap up this trilogy.  But for those readers out there who've followed along with me on these books, I think you see that there's more to come.

After Khaos, the plan is more of the new Sci-Fi series -- and I also have a new BDSM series in the works.  I feel like it's time to get back to my writing roots and go with some twisted, hot sex.

My publisher also has plans to get more of my books in print.  A print collection of the Wolves Series and the Planet X series will be coming sometime this summer.  I have a nook and a kindle, but there's still something pretty awesome about holding a physical book in your hand.

I better get back to it -- I've got a lot of words to write to get caught up.

Thanks for reading, guys!
~Kelex

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Coming Soon -- Flesh for Fantasy

Flesh for Fantasy
(M/M, Sci-Fi, Futuristic Short)
Coming August 8th


2056 A.D.

Heartbroken from a failed relationship, Jacob isn't ready to go back into the meat market, yet he can't ignore the loneliness inside.  He turns to a cybernetic lover at the urging of one of his friends.  What seems like the perfect escape from reality turns into a nightmare when Jacob has to tell the machine every single step in the lovemaking process.  To make matters worse, Jacob wants to be mastered, not a master.  Instructing his Cybernetic Automated Lover is just too much work.

 A freak accident shuts Cal down and when the cyborg reawakens, he’s changed.  Jacob gets what he wanted in the first place, but fear and unease hold him back from taking his lucky break.  Then Jacob's walls are then shattered and he has to face the hurt he's held on too long.

Cal becomes everything Jacob could ever want but can Jacob accept the love he deserves?
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